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My daughter Emily and her father Michael had a nightly ritual of giving each other a goodnight kiss. They would kiss each other on each cheek followed by a kiss on the mouth while simultaneously making the “Mmmmmwah” sound. My daughter would start laughing hysterically as I would walk her to her bedroom to tuck her into bed. As our only child, she was definitely a Daddy's girl. As she got older, she decided that she was a big girl and thought that their kissing game was for kids. From that point on, she started simply kissing her daddy on one cheek, but still expected me to tuck her into bed. Funny how she wanted to be a big kid but still be tucked into bed safely from all the monsters. Not being in a hurry for her to grow up too quickly, I enjoyed these times with her. It was an opportunity for her to share with me her day, especially the gossip from class she did not want to share with her father. However, when we would go on outings, whether to the beach, an amusement park or a store, she would revert to daddy's girl mode and would always be hanging onto his arm. He was the one that would swim with her, ride the roller coaster with her and buy her whatever special treat she wanted at the store. Soon after she officially became a teenager, she had her first period and her first crush. At times, it seamed to me that she would flirt, at times,with Michael: as sophisticated of a flirt that a girl her age can be. Micheal, of course, didn't catch on. I suppose he assumed she was simply being her playful self. Something else also changed. One night, while kissing her father good night, she decided to go back to their kissing game. She initiated it by kissing him on one cheek then the other followed by the “Mmmmwah” kiss lips to lips. There was a smile on my husbands face, which also made me happy. After tucking her in I asked him “What was that all about?” with him responding “What was what all about?”. “Emily kissing you like she did when she was little girl.” His response was “I don't know. I suppose she was being silly.” As time went on, I started noticing that the last part of the goodnight kiss started lasting a little longer, but the “Mmmwah” sound was gone. After several nights of noticing this I asked her “Is daddy now your boyfriend?” as I was tucking her into bed. She asked why I would say this and I told her “Because you are kissing him as if he was your boyfriend.” Her response was “Yes, I want daddy to be my boyfriend”, she then turned red, rolled over and covered her head and told me goodnight. The next night she again went to kiss her father goodnight. Before kissing him, I thought it was such a daddy's girl thing to do, she bashfully asked him if he would be her boyfriend. With a big smile on his face, as if some big revelation came to him, he said “Yes!” He went on to explain to her “If I am your boyfriend, then you can't have other boyfriends.” I loved it! I thought my little girl was too young to be dealing with stupid young boys. She then kissed him goodnight on both cheeks and then kissed him on the mouth. It was more of a first date kiss, with her moving her lips around, still she kept her mouth closed. I was more amused than concerned. I laughed out loud and told her “That's enough kissing for one night, time for bed.” This kind of kissing happened every night. I suppose I should have discouraged it, but, she was after all, kissing her “boyfriend.” My husband asked me a couple of time if it bothered me. My answer was always “No. I prefer she kiss you than some stupid little boy at school.” Gradually, she started trying to really french kiss my husband, by trying to stick her tongue into his mouth while they kissed. He would shake his head and tell her she was too young for that. This went on for awhile and every time my husband would push her away laughing and telling her not now, you're too young. The following year thing started getting a little more serious with the kissing, but at the moment we did not realize it. We started wondering if she really thought her daddy was her boyfriend. The kisses became more frequent and not only at bedtime. In the morning, on the way out the door to school, she would kiss me goodbye on the cheek, but she would stand on her toes in front of her father, with her hands around his neck giving him as passionate as possible of a kiss with her mouth closed. Instead of being bothered, I was starting to like watching them kiss; I also noticed that I would feel my pussy tingle. Michael and I have always had a healthy sex life. We once even had a threesome with one of the girls I worked with. The first time was not planned. Mary and I had gone out drinking on a Friday night and I invited her home after a few glasses of wine. Michael was home and so we dragged him into our conversation on why Mary was unable to find a good man. The conversation naturally turned to sex and I was bragging on how lucky I was to have Michael and what a great kisser he was. Of course, this was followed by Mary asking “What makes him such a great kisser?” I told her it was hard to explain, it would be better if she experienced it for herself. They both looked at me and my response was “What? It's just a kiss.” (I had always had the curiosity of being with a woman as I was a bit sheltered and never experimented while in college.) After a while, the giggling was gone and they actually started kissing. I was so turned on seeing my hubby kissing another women. Long story short, things quickly progressed. Soon he kissing, licking and fucking another woman and I was crazy turned on watching them and fucking myself with my two fingers in my pussy as I watched. After a while, I joined by first kissing him while he fucked her from behind and then slowly started licking her clit while his dick was going in and out of her cunt. After Michael came, I gave her an orgasm while licking Michael's cum out of her sweet cunt. We had her over several times before she ended up moving out of town to take care of her ailing mother. Soon after, I became pregnant with Emily and well, life with a child was our new life. One fateful movie night, instead of saying no, I said yes. All three of us were on the couch on a Friday night watching a movie with my husband in the middle, with me on his left and my daughter on his right. A kissing scene came on the movie we were watching and having had a few glasses of wine, I was feeling a bit frisky and my inhibitions were down. I started kissing Michael and it soon turned into a full blown make out kiss. When we broke apart, Emily grabbed his face with both hands and turned his head to face her. She started kissing him, asking him to kiss her like he kissed mommy. He hesitated until I told him “She has to learn some time.” While watching them kiss passionately, I secretly starting rubbing my pussy, imagining it was Mary he was kissing and soon he would be licking and fucking her. My god, my panties were soaked and I so desperately needed to be fucked. It was an incredibly hot kiss. Their lips parted and their tongues were exploring each other's mouths. Watching the taboo kiss between my daughter and her father had me rubbing my twat at full speed, getting me very to close to cumming. My daughter's voice brought me back to reality “That was awesome daddy! I'm going to bed now, no need tuck me in mommy” she shouted as she ran to her room. I 'm pretty sure I knew exactly why she was in such a hurry to get to her room. Michael and I also hurried to our bedroom and he fucked me hard. There was no need for any foreplay. My pussy was ready. His big, thick cock easily penetrated my cunt and we fucked several times that night with me telling him how hot it was watching him passionately kissing his little princess. I also told him he could continue kissing her that way. I justified it to myself by telling him “besides, it's just kissing. It's not like you're fucking her.” This went on for awhile. She would give him a full blown kiss leaving to school in the morning, when he got home from work, at bedtime and several times throughout the day when they were home. I could never get enough, especially when she would sit on his lap and they would kiss for what seemed like hours to me. The best part was knowing that there was no way she could not feel his cock poking her her in the ass. One Friday night I came home late having gone out with some friends for drinks. Having had a few too many, I ended up taking an Uber. When I got home, I came in through the front door and got a very naughty surprise. My daughter and husband were full on making out on the couch and neither of them heard me come in. She was actually straddling him and they were kissing with passion. She was wearing her two piece silk pajamas (her top was a short sleeve top with buttons down the front and her bottoms were shorts) and she was aggressively grinding herself on her daddy's crotch while making out and moaning with her eyes closed and her hands around his neck. It was dark in the room, which made it easier for me to not be noticed. After my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I saw that her top was completely unbuttoned and he was actually manhandling her breast. His hands were literally on his own daughter's tits. That was so fucking hot! He was squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples. She suddenly started grinding hard against him, I'm sure she was grinding herself against his stiff cock. Then suddenly she started shaking and gave out a cry of passion. As she cried out, he suddenly started sucking on her small nipples, giving her the pleasure that comes from a woman having her tits sucked during an orgasm. Her cries brought me back to reality as I found two fingers in my pussy bringing me close to orgasm. The fact that I had just witnessed my husband giving his little princess an orgasm had me so worked up. From what I saw on how comfortable they were with each other, I was sure this was not their first time going this far. How long had this been going on? Again, I did not say anything, justifying it to myself that he was not fucking her. Just sucking her tits. I quietly walked back to the front door, opened it loudly, announced I was home and closed the door behind me. I took my time getting back to the family room, giving her time to button up her pajama top. When I walked in, they were both sitting on the couch watching the movie as if everything was normal, both trying to control their breathing. Soon after, my daughter yawned, said goodnight with kissing her father only on one cheek and went to bed. I grabbed Michael by the hand, led him to our bedroom, ripped off his clothe and started kissing him while grabbing his already stiff cock. I dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth, remembering she was the reason this cock was so stiff. This dick in my mouth was the same cock my daughter was grinding against, the same cock that made her and the same cock that could be fucking her tight little pussy if I had shown up a few minutes later. As I continued sucking his cock, he started caressing my face and I started sucking him even harder. With his hands on my face, I could tell that his fingers smelled like pussy. Oh fuck, it drove me crazy knowing he had been finger-fucking her. I soon turned around, got on my hands and knees and begged him to fuck me. He quickly got behind me, lined his beautiful, thick cock behind me and easily slid in. God, my pussy was dripping at this point! As he was fucking me, I asked him to fuck me harder. After what I had witnessed them doing, I couldn't get enough of him. I said to him in my best little girl's voice “Daddy, please fuck my little pussy?”. All of a sudden, it felt like his cock got thicker, longer and harder, if that was possible. He had not fucked me so hard, at least not since we were first started dating. He was on a mission to give me the fucking of my life. I kept it on by repeating “please daddy, please...fuck me, fuck me harder!” over and over again as he gave me the pounding of my life. The intensity of what was happening soon had him coming in buckets. When we were done, my cunt was dripping with so much of his cum. Thereafter, every time I would go out with the girls, I would stay out a bit longer and sneak back into the house. However, I never did catch them again. I can only imagine they must have felt it was too close the last time I came home late. The kissing continued and I continued telling myself that it's not like he was fucking her. What I also noticed was that she started straddling him and grinding herself against his cock. When I would make a comment such as “are you two lovebirds going to stay there all night” her answer was that she was simply spending quality time with her boyfriend. Who was I to stop them when I was getting all the benefits of their activities? The frequency and intensity of our sex life certainly increased. After putting her to bed, my husband would take me to the bedroom and fuck me hard. He didn't make love to me – he fucked me...and I loved it! With the morning goodbye kiss, I could swear that they looked like two long lost lovers that hadn't seen each other in months. Her hands were around his neck and his hands would start on her waist and slowly move down to her hips, pulling her to him with their crotches grinding against each other. When he thought I wasn't looking, his hands would be grabbing her delicious ass. Michael is 6' tall and played sports in college and continues to work out on a rather consistent basis and is a beautiful, sexy man How could I blame my daughter for being attracted to her father? She also started doing something she had not done since she was a little girl; she started running around in a shirt and her panties as her pajamas. Again, I was the beneficiary of these displays when we went to bed. We never really talked about it, but things always heated up in bed whenever I would ask daddy to fuck me. By the time she reached 15, my daughter had turned into a beautiful sexy young lady. She was 5' 5”, with gorgeous long, light brown hair down to her slim waist, hazel eyes, with an athletic body and a cute little nose with full lips to kiss for days. I suppose that was one of the reasons Michael enjoyed the kissing so much. I had also put her on the pill – my fear was that some kid at school might knock her up. She had also joined the cross-country team the year before and her legs and ass showed it. Her breast had developed into a gorgeous full B cup that looked perfect on her body. By this time, with her looks, I assumed she would start looking outside the house for a real boyfriend. That was not to be the case. After the night I caught them on the couch with his lips on her breasts, I wanted to see how far this would progress. I started living vicariously through her. As a little girl, I'd had a crush on my daddy. Unfortunately, nothing ever came of it. At bed time, Emily started asking that her daddy tuck her in. It would take Micheal an hour to tuck her in. When he would come to bed, I started noticing that his mouth tasted like pussy. “Are yoo fucking her?” I asked him one night after coming from her room. I noticed that I had asked in an excited tone. He hesitated before explaining to me that a few nights prior, as they were making out in her bed, with her on top, she had started rubbing his cock. Obviously he was loving it and he did not stop her. Soon thereafter, she had managed to pull it out of his boxers and was stroking him. Again, he said nothing. In the heat of the moment, she moved down and was starting to put his cock in her mouth, that was when he stopped her, telling her she was too young to be doing that. She said if she was not allowed to do that, then “daddy, are you old enough to do that to me?” He couldn't help himself when she begged him. “Daddy, please pull down my panties and lick me down there.” As he was telling me what happened, I was on my knees with his cock deep in my mouth frantically bobbing my head while fingering my clit. He went on to explain that he had been licking her little pussy for the past two nights. Asking if he had gone too far, I told him “it's not like you're fucking her.” Most things that happened between my husband and daughter, seemed to occur on Friday or Saturday night. This next part was no exception. Once again, it was movie night and it was a bit chilly. I grabbed my glass of wine and we all settled into the big couch, with my husband once again finding himself in the middle. I grabbed my own blanket and surprise, surprise, father and daughter were sharing a blanket. It was a teen movie that Emily had picked; ask me and I would not be able to name the movie. In one scene the two actors found themselves in the girl's room making out as they were removing their clothes. I started imagining that it was actually Emily and Michael on the screen; kissing and undressing each other. My god, it was such a deliciously perverted thought that I had me so fucking horny. I slowly started sliding my hand from under my blanket, towards my husband's dick, hoping our baby girl would not notice any movement under the blanket. My panties were soaked the second I touched her hand already there! She had been rubbing her daddy and his cock felt hard. She immediately tried to pull her hand away and he tried sitting up. I stopped them both by putting my hand over hers and pushing it back over his crotch, forcing her to rub her daddy's hard cock. We turned to look at each other and I gave her an assuring smile. My husband was still a bit tense, not sure what to do. I turned to my right and started guiding her with my left hand while I started kissing Michael. He started to relax and started kissing me back. After a while, he turned to her and she attacked him, shoving her tongue down his throat. She had let go of his cock and was now turned to her left with both her hands around his neck as they were at it again. Michael had shown up wearing gym shorts and a t-shirt for movie night, nothing unusual. However for tonight, it made it easier for me push down both his shorts and boxers to grab his rock hard cock. I started stroking him while watching them make out. The blanket had been pushed out of the way by now; it was driving me crazy watching my husband enjoy the attention from another girl, especially because that girl was our daughter. After a short while, I took one of her hands and guided her fingers back around his cock. I was kissing his neck while I helped guide her hand as she stroked his cock and made out with him. What kept me going was that as they played tongue hockey, his right hand had a handful of her tight ass. His hand went from groping her ass to rubbing her pussy with his hands in her panties, directly on his little girl's bald pussy. At this point she was loving her daddy, rubbing her tits against him as she kept stroking his cock. He had started finger-fucking her and her moaning was getting louder and louder. I was loving it, knowing what pleasures she was feeling. Oh my god, what a sight! I couldn't control myself any longer. I went back and whispered in his ear what no mother should tell her daughter father. “I want to see you fuck your little princess! Give her what she really wants.” He looked at me and I smiled and nodded. He was a bit hesitant. I then asked her “Baby girl, is your pussy nice and wet? Do you want daddy to fuck you nice and hard?” She pulled away from the kiss, looked at her daddy straight in the eyes as she stood up in front him and removed her shirt. I quickly moved behind her and started pulling down her panties. The rush I felt from knowing that I was presenting my daughter's vagina to her father, permitting them to engage in the disgustingly beautiful, sexually perverted incestual act of love between a father and his daughter. She straddled him and I grabbed his cock and pointed it to her soaking wet tight little virgin cunt. She slowly started pushing down His cockhead parted and stretched her tight lips as he started entering her. All three of us were watching his dick slowly enter her beautiful pussy as he stretched her. I warned her that when he reached her virginity, she would definitely feel it and that it would hurt because he needed to break it in order to make her a woman. She was so full of lust that when he came into contact with it, she slowed down for a second and then continued pushing down. She gave out a cry but did not allow herself to stop. She kept going until their pelvises were touching. He had bottomed out. My little girl had willingly given her virginity to her daddy, her first boyfriend, her first love. She stopped there to allow herself to get used to the new feeling in her cunt. She looked at her daddy straight in the eyes and told him “This pussy is yours. You can fuck me whenever you want!”. I now had my fingers frantically rubbing my pussy with them engaged in the ultimate act of love that a daughter can give her father. As they made love, I fantasized it was me and my father, it was me telling my father that my pussy was his and he could fuck me anytime. She slowly started started gliding her cunt up and down his beautiful thick cock. They were both moaning and groaning as she would glide her pussy slowly up and down, enjoying the fucking from her own daddy's cock going in and out. The sight of her cunt gliding up and down his glistening cock is the hottest thing I have ever seen. There was plenty of lubrication as they started fucking faster and faster. I asked my husband “is your little girl's pussy nice and tight?” he grunted “Mm-hmm”. “Is this what you've been wanting for a long time?” I asked and he responded “Mm-ham.” “To fuck your own little princess' virgin cunt?” “Mm-hmm”. I could sense he was getting close. I asked herr “Are you enjoying your daddy's big cock as he fucks your little pussy” “YES!” “Are you now daddy's dirty little slut?” she cried out “Yes, yes. I'm daddy's little fucking slut!” This went on for several minutes before she shouted several times ”fuck me daddy, fuck me harder!” I could tell that my husband was ready to cum. He was pushing his hips up harder and harder every time she came done. I told him “That little pussy is yours. Cum in her and be the first to cum in your daughter's pussy” He started shooting his seed into his princess' pussy. I had never seen him cum so hard. Semen started leaking despite the tight fit her tiny pussy around his large cock. This was followed by Emily screaming “I'm cumming, I'm cumming daddy!!! Your cock is making me crazy!” Watching his cum dripping out of her pussy gave me my next orgasm. As I was cumming, I couldn't help myself as I licked up some of his cum with my tongue, tasting them both. After we came down from our sexual high, I justified it to myself that at least he's fucking her with love. I was left behind to clean up. Emily told me thank you and goodnight, explaining that Daddy would be tucking her in as she took my husband by the hand. Michael never did come to bed that night.

Young David had a gambling problem. He'd bet on anything with anyone and one day his dad decided to consult his teacher. The teacher said Mr. Gaines, I think I know what to do to teach David a lesson, We'll trap him into a big wager that he'll lose.' David's father agreed to cooperate with the plan and the following day the teacher watched David make wagers with the other children all day long. At the end of the day, the teacher told David that she wanted to talk with him. When the others had left, the teacher walked up to David but before she could speak, he said. "Don't say it Miss B., I know what your going to say, but I can't believe you because your a liar." "David!" she said startled. "What are you talking about?" He said. "Well your a fake, how can I believe anything you say. You got this blond hair on top of your head, but I've seen your bush and I know it's pitch black!" Trying to keep her cool she said. "David, that isn't true." "I'll bet you a dollar it is!" he challenged. Seeing her chance to teach David a lesson she said, "Make it 10 dollars and you've got yourself a bet." "HA!, your on." he said as he pulled the money from his pocket. Before anyone else could walk in, Miss B. dropped her panties, spread her legs, and showed David that her pubic hair was as blonde as the hair on her head. David hung his head sadly."Okay, you win." he said as he handed the money over to the teacher. After David left Miss B. went to the phone to call his father to report what had happened. "Mr. Gaines." she said, "I think we finally taught him a lesson." "The hell we have," the father replied, "This morning the little bastard bet me 50 dollars that he'd see your cunt by the end of the day!"

“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.”

“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.”

My name is Chris and today was my birthday. Overall it was a pretty good day, between my mom and brothers (Aaron and Brian), and some various friends, I got pretty much everything I asked for. This was a very important birthday to me, I’d been looking forward to it for over a year, not because of my gifts or because I was getting older, but because tonight I’m going to have sex with my mom… at least I think so. She’s actually been sucking my dick nightly for years. I say “nightly” because she primarily does it when she comes in to say goodnight, but she’s always been willing to give me a quick blow if I asked and no one was around. Once, I was particularly horny one summer afternoon, so I went and found mom sitting at her computer doing some work. I walked up.. “Mom?” “Yes honey?” She said, turning to look at me, “What’s up?” But her eyes quickly caught sight of the tent in my shorts, and she laughed as she saw the answer to her own question. I just looked at her sheepishly. “OK, go close the door.” I went over and closed the door to her office and walked back to her. “Come here.” She said smiling, motioning for me to come closer. I did, and stood in front of where she sat in her chair. She undid my shorts and pulled them down a few inches, then fished my erection out through the opening in my underwear. There was no more talk, she just lowered her head down, taking me into her mouth, and proceeded to suck my cock with a slight slurping sound. My hands just hung at my side like they always did, I was too nervous to touch her or put my hands on the back of her head like I’d seen my brothers do. I just watched the top of her head moving back and forth, and in a few moments I tensed up and began to spurt my cum into her mouth. She kept going as I came, swallowing all the while. When I was done and clean, she tucked me back into my briefs. She looked up at me and smiled, I smiled back, comforted and relieved in more ways than one. That was one of the few times I stood while she gave me head, usually I was laying in bed, or sitting on the edge of it. I know she gives blow jobs to my older brothers too, and I honestly don’t know how or when it started with them, but with me it began about three years ago. It was all very gradual. It started with normal affectionate contact. Things like rubbing my back while we watched TV, or cuddling and light petting in bed, just being very touchy feely… stuff that was all very normal, and non sexual, that many of you have done with your own family members. I never thought anything of it, that’s just how my mom was, she’d always been that way with my brothers too, of course in hindsight I know that it’s because she was already blowing each of them too. I have no idea if it was a premeditated plan of hers to start out that way and lead to more, or if she never intended on things turning sexual, but either way, it did. She started to touch my penis at times, once again, all very gradually. She’d put her hand on my leg while we sat next to each other, and it would barely touch the edge of my crotch. Then another time, it would be half on my leg and half on my penis, then one day it was casually resting directly on my junk. But still I never thought anything of it. She would rub my leg and find the outline of my cock hanging off to the side, then her rubbing would focus solely on it. I figured it was just an accident, and I was too embarrassed to point it out to her. It finally took an obvious turn one night she was laying in my bed with me, like she did every night. We cuddled, she tussled my hair and we talked about school and stuff. Her fingers casually trailing up and down my body… they began circling my groin, and I began to stiffen. I had already noticed girls by now, had seen dirty magazines, and I’d gotten erections before, but hadn’t yet discovered masturbation… in fact, to this day I’ve never jerked off. So I was naturally embarrassed when I knew I was getting a hard on from what I perceived to be normal touching by my own mother. She noticed it too. I felt her fingers realize they had discovered her son had a boner. She looked at me, not only was I embarrassed but I also thought I was going to get in trouble, my face clearly expressed these concerns. “Oh honey!” She laughed. “It’s ok, you didn’t do anything wrong!” “I didn’t mean to..” I started. “Don’t be silly, it’s normal, I’m not upset.” She smiled at me. It was then that I realized not only had she NOT pulled her hand away in disgust, like I would’ve expected, but she was actually petting my now fully erect penis through the fabric of the boxers I wore to bed. Her eyes then turned down towards my crotch, mine followed. She slid her thin porcelain fingers into the flap in my shorts. Her hand was cold and I twitched a bit when she grasped my prick and pulled it out. I still wasn’t seeing this as anything sexual, maybe I was naïve, or it was just because I’d never done anything at this point in my life, but the fact is I was young and it was my mom so I thought nothing of it. “See? It’s no big deal, every boy gets hard, sometimes it’s for no reason at all… and I’m your mother, there’s no reason to be embarrassed.” She spoke calmly and very matter-of-factly. I simply nodded. I could feel her looking at me, but my eyes never moved from the sight of her hand still grasping the shaft of my dick. She studied my expression, looking for signs that I was scared or uncomfortable.. I wasn’t. Sure I was nervous, but it was the type of nerves you get when you don’t know what to expect. I wasn’t nervous because I was unhappy with what was happening, I just didn’t know what I was supposed to do. So I just laid there on my bed, watching my mom’s hand wrapped around my cock, waiting for some instruction or to see what would happen. Then her hand began to move. Her grip loosened, but didn’t release me. She slid her hand up to the tip, held it there for a moment, then slid it down to the base. She began a steady churning motion, sliding up and down my stiff young rod. She was still watching my face, and I was still watching her hand. I didn’t know exactly what it was that she was doing, but it felt incredible. “Does that feel nice?” She asked as if she’d read my mind. I just nodded quickly. My mouth hung open a bit, I was dumbstruck by the strange, new sensation rushing up the length of my body. She smiled. As you can imagine, it didn’t take this virginal young man long to climax. My body gave me very little warning of what was about to happen, but I should’ve known. I had already taken sex-ed by this point, so I knew of orgasms, but teachers referred to them as ejaculations, and their explanations were always very clinical. They were never described as being pleasurable like the one I was about to experience, and they always took place during sexual intercourse (there was never any mention of oral sex, hand jobs or even masturbation), and from what I knew, THIS was definitely not sexual intercourse, so I never expected to have an orgasm, or ejaculation, from whatever it was that my mom was doing to me. But nevertheless, it happened. I let out a slight grunt, and my whole body tensed, as my penis twitched in my mother’s still pumping hand. Thick streams of silvery white cum shot out of me with force, landing all around, on the sheets, my legs, my stomach and chest, and on my mother’s hand. She continued stroking me, as my balls emptied themselves for the first time. My eyes widened as I watched the sight before me. And when it was over, and the intense euphoria had washed away, what was left is what I could only describe as pure destruction, I had spayed everywhere! I immediately became embarrassed again, but my mom simply released my cock, told me to clean myself up and go to bed. She then kissed me goodnight and left. I laid there, bewildered by what had happened. That was actually the only time she ever gave me a hand job to completion. The very next night, when she came in to see me, she started by jerking me off, but quickly took me in her mouth and gave me my first blow job. It was even better than her hand! It was warm and smooth, and when I came there was no mess, she swallowed it all! From then on I was cumming in my mom’s mouth virtually every night before bed. She never told me that I needed to keep it a secret, but I knew this wasn’t something that I should tell anyone. It actually created a weird awkwardness for me around my brothers, thinking that this was some special thing that my mother and I shared. Unbeknownst to me, she was sucking both of them off every day too! In fact they were older and had been receiving this wonderful treat years before I ever did. So what possessed a mother to begin blowing her first son, let alone all three of them? Where’s the father in all this? Both good questions. First, I don’t know. I’ve never talked about it with either of my brothers, and they had never given any indication that it had been going on. The only way I know that she blows them too, is because I witnessed it. I had been happily shooting my load down my mom’s throat for months. I was the youngest, and therefore went to bed first, my bothers were allowed to stay up later and watch TV. My room was downstairs in what would normally be a formal dining room or parlor, but it had a door, so I didn’t care. The only down side was that my bathroom was actually just the downstairs guest bathroom. Well one night, after my mom had already sucked me dry and put me to bed, I woke up needing to pee. I looked at the clock groggily and it had been over two hours since I’d gone to sleep. I left my room, and walked across the house to the bathroom. Along the way, I saw the glow from the TV in the living room. I figured I’d stop in and see who was up and what they were watching. As I walked into the room I saw Aaron, my oldest brother, sitting on the sofa, his eyes were closed and his head was tilted back, and there was mom kneeling on the carpet in front of him. His hand grasped the back of her head as it bobbed in his lap with that familiar slurping sound that let me know what was happening. I quickly and quietly backed out of the room and headed back to bed, I ended up holding it until I heard them head upstairs. I couldn’t help but feel jealous, here I thought that I was the only one receiving her special form of attention, only to see her eagerly sucking on my brother’s cock just hours after mine (I didn’t yet know that his was actually the third one she’d sucked that day). Apparently the routine had become… give my middle brother, Brian, a BJ in the morning, as he waited for a bathroom to become available. While I occupied my downstairs one, and Aaron was in the upstairs one that they both shared. I too witnessed this by accident once when I went upstairs to tell him that I was finished in my bathroom, and saw through the crack in his door the image of him standing naked in the middle of his room with mom on her knees in front of him rapidly slamming his prick into the back of her throat. I now knew that all three of us were the beneficiaries of our mother’s apparently insatiable appetite for cock, or cum, or both. I would of course then receive mine when she came in to say goodnight, and Aaron would get his later in the evening after the two of us had gone to bed. I eventually got over my jealousy and consoled myself with the knowledge that even though she already had access to my two brother’s dicks, she still wanted mine as well, and considered myself lucky. So once again, where was our father during all this? He actually died just before I was born, but before you shed a tear for him, he had it coming. He had all the vises, he drank too much, he cheated on her constantly, and would even hit her. Then one night he came home plastered, covered in perfume and lipstick, and my pregnant mother couldn’t contain herself and they got in an argument. He eventually hit her in the face so hard it caused her to fall down and break the coffee table, all this in front of my two brothers. Realizing that he had assaulted his wife, yet again, this time as she was 7 months pregnant, he knew it would mean jail. He panicked, drunkenly got into his car and fled. He didn’t even make it to the end of our street before he plowed into a light post and died. My mom tried dating of course, falling in love a couple of times, but it always ended. It seems there weren’t many guys who were willing to step in to a relationship and immediately become a father of three. She eventually gave up. She didn’t feel pressured to find a husband, she was already a very successful realtor which afforded her the flexibility of being a single parent and paid the bills. That, coupled with my dad’s life insurance, gave her the stability, independence and confidence to not need to be in a relationship. She became a devoted mother, and left her love life up to fate… but fate, it seems, decided that she didn’t need one. And while a person’s heart can become content without romantic love, a person’s body will almost always still yearn for Physical love. And even though I don’t know how she originally came to the (imaginably difficult) conclusion to fill this sexual void with her son’s cocks, its safe to say that this wasn’t her plan all along, and that her unsatisfied needs got the better of her. But let’s get back to MY story. So today is my birthday, and I think my mother is going to go from giving me head, to giving me her body. Did she tell you that? You ask. Did she hint that sex would be your birthday present this year?... Well no. Then why would I think that out of the blue my mom wound change the dynamic of our relationship and have sex with her son? It’s because she’s already started fucking my brothers, and I’m pretty sure that now she’s going to start fucking me! Ever since I discovered that our mother was routinely blowing each of us I started noticing things. She’s not as touchy feely with me now that she gives me head instead. Not in a mean way or anything, it’s just that she shows me even more physical attention when we’re alone now, so there’s less need for the casual affectionate touches that most people have with their moms. I also started noticing when mom would disappear with each of my brothers, going into her room or theirs, without explanation, and closing the door. Then re-emerging after anywhere from a few minutes to a half hour later. Something I’d never have paid attention to before, but now that I knew what it meant, peaked my interest. Sometimes I’d sneak up next to the door to listen but only ever heard the occasional sucking-slurping sound. And apparently I was the only one aware of this trend. Aaron never seemed concerned when mom would disappear with Brian, and Brian never cared when it was with Aaron. It’s not that they saw and didn’t care, it’s that they genuinely didn’t even notice. Which lead me to believe that I was the only one who knew about the other two. Each of them thought that they were the only one who got head from mom. It made me laugh to myself. But I also believe that now they’re each having sex with her, they must be aware the other is too. This is because sneaking away for a quiet BJ where the only undressing necessary is for a hard dick to poke out of our shorts, is a lot different than the moaning and bed creaking that originally got my attention. I found out about Aaron on his birthday. I’d become accustomed to knowing that after mom sucked me off and I went to bed, he would eventually be cumming in her mouth as well. Sometimes I’d hear or see it happen, but on the night on one of his birthdays (the same one I’m celebrating today), I was literally awoken by the sound of it. But it couldn’t be a BJ, this was louder, and different. There was a rhythmic bouncing, or creaking, the type you’d expect to hear if someone was jumping on a trampoline. I laid in bed listening trying to figure out what it was, and where it was coming from. I thought maybe a neighbor’s house or yard, or even our yard, but I couldn’t pinpoint it. I eventually climbed out of bed, and left my room. Immediately I could tell that it was inside the house. I stood there a moment listening and took a step forward, it was coming from the living room. Most of you would’ve known that it was the sound of fucking, it’s unmistakable if you’ve ever heard it before, but I honestly had no idea what it was. Quietly I crept toward the sound. I peaked around the corner and there in the dark was a sight that took me several minutes to comprehend. The TV was off so the only light I had to go off of was street lights shining through the windows. I could see movement (the source of the noise), it almost looked like someone was jumping on the sofa. I heard heavy breathing, it was feminine, my mom. She was sitting backwards on the couch, kneeling on the cushion, holding on to the back for support as she bounced herself up and down at a pretty steady pace. The scene was a mix of shadows and flashes of skin as she moved in an out of the light, that’s when I realized she was naked. Her breasts bounced in and out of view, her neck, back, and part of her side showed her pale skin. Some of you will think this is crazy, but I’ve never seen her naked before. She never undressed when she came in to suck me at night. She was always dressed when ever I’d seen her servicing my brothers too. But her tits were gorgeous! I’d seen Playboys and stuff, so I knew what they looked like, but these were so much better. They called to be touched, and just as I thought it, so they were! A pair of hands reached up from under her in the darkness, each grasping a breast. There was someone else there, sitting on the couch underneath her! She was bouncing naked on top of someone! My mind was racing, what was happening here? Who was that? There was a groan, a man. “Oh God, I’m gonna cum mom.” It was Aaron. He spoke softly, deliberately trying to be quiet. Mom’s movements sped up. I now realized what this was, Mom and Aaron were having sex! I already knew what sex was, once again from sex-ed. But the depictions of the act of sexual intercourse were always the most basic diagrams in our books that only ever showed missionary style, I never thought that there were other ways to do it! But here in front of me was my beautiful naked mother riding my brother on sofa. Her speed had increased, and her bouncing was now full on slamming down on his lap. Her breathing had increased and he was groaning again, the familiar sound of his impending orgasm. Finally he let out a grunt, that he was clearly still trying to keep from being too loud. Mom slammed her body up and down a couple more times before she too, let out a gasp as she came, throwing her head back. It was a strange and arousing sight, I’d never seen her achieve her own orgasm before. After several moments, she relaxed her body and looked down at Aaron who was still fondling her boobs. “Did you like that?” She asked him. I couldn’t see her face, but her tone told me she was smiling. “Ya.” Was all he managed to mutter. “Well I’m glad birthday boy.” She said. I decided I should head back to my room before they started moving around and noticed me. I got back in bed and laid there staring at the ceiling, numerous thoughts racing through my mind… I can’t believe mom was fucking her own son. But is that really any worse or taboo than giving us head? That was his birthday present? Mom looks good naked. So that was sex? I wanted to fuck mom too. It was then that I realized I had a raging hard on. I’d never jerked off before, I didn’t know how, I never needed to, but here I was wishing I had a way to relieve myself. I heard mom and Aaron head up stairs. I waited and listened for their separate doors to close. I mulled over what to do about my throbbing erection.. a few minutes later I was laying in mom’s bed with her lips wrapped around my cock. Over the next few months I continued to catch mom and Aaron having sex. As far as I could tell Brian was still only getting BJs, no sex yet. But I kept hearing my mom’s voice in my head saying, “birthday boy” to Aaron, implying that she started having sex with him because of his birthday. But when Brian’s birthday came and went, and then mine… there was still no sex for either of us. Then came the following year (on Brian’s next birthday). That morning mom said Brian wasn’t ready yet and was running late. She insisted that Aaron and I still head to school on time and that she would give him a ride when he was ready. Given the fact that I’d been very observant of my mom and brother’s behaviors and potential sexual activities, I immediately found this odd. He never needed to get rides to school before, and today just happened to be his birthday… was it a coincidence? I needed to try and prove my theory that mom would eventually start having sex with Brian on his birthday too. Now Aaron thought nothing of Brian running late, and he got picked up for school by a couple friends, so he left. But I walked. I left the house like normal, but when I got the end of our block, instead of turning right and heading to school, I waited. I watched our house for 5 minutes and there was still no activity. Was Brian still not ready? He was going to be really late… then again, so was I, but I didn’t care. I started walking back towards my house, I figured if they walked out and saw me then I could just say I forgot something and I could just get a ride with them. But as I approached they still hadn’t walked out. I slowly and quietly opened the door and walked in. My suspicions were confirmed by the unmistakable sounds of sex that filled the house. The creaking and banging of a bed upstairs, the slapping of skin, and the loud moans of pleasure that came from a young man and his mother who were confident that they were the only ones home. I carefully crept up the stairs, although I was sure they wouldn’t be able to hear me. As I approached the top I saw mom’s bedroom door was wide open, their combined sounds picked up speed. I peeked around the door frame. There I saw Brian’s back, he was naked, kneeling on the bed, poised behind our mother. She was on her hands and knees, also naked, her amazing tits swaying below her, the nipples brushing against the sheets. Brian had a hand on each side of her hips, eagerly pulling her back to him as he thrust forward. I couldn’t see their privates from this angle but I knew what was going on, I’d seen Aaron screwing mom this way before. I knew Brian’s cock was sawing furiously in and out of our mother’s snatch, I knew Aaron had done the same thing to her last night, and just like Aaron, Brian was about to cum inside her. “I’m about to cum!” He exclaimed, almost on cue. And not a moment too soon, “AAAHHH!” He let out a sound that was part grunt and part scream as he gave one final thrust, shoving his spraying member as far into her as he could. Mom followed suit, burying her face in a pillow screaming in ecstasy as her body trembled on the hilt of her son’s cock. I decided it was time for me to sneak back out of the house and rush off to school. As I turned and headed down the stairs I heard my mother’s voice. “Happy birthday sweetheart.” I knew it. It wasn’t until I was walking down my street that I noticed the pain in my groin. My balls were swollen with aroused jealousy, my dick aching for it’s turn to feel the inside of my mother. I adjusted so my erection wasn’t noticeable, but it would simply have to wait till I got home and could have my mom relieve me (from the built up pressure of what I had witnessed) down her throat. It wasn’t until several months later, when my birthday came and went without my mom offering her body to me, that I realized that mom only finally had sex with Brian when he reached the same age that Aaron was when she first had sex with him! That meant that in another year when I turned the same age, she should have sex with me! This was still all a theory, I had no guarantees, but today was the day. My birthday fell on a Saturday this year, so we had a party in the afternoon. A bunch of friends came and hung out, but eventually everyone left. Aaron actually has a date this evening so he’s getting ready for that. He’s had good luck with girls, way more that Brian or I have, but I always find it funny when he goes out. Like does he tell mom “no thanks I don’t need a BJ, I got lucky on my date tonight”? Somehow I doubt those exact words ever come out of his mouth, but it got me thinking, at what point will mom stop sucking our dicks? Or in my brothers’ case (and hopefully mine) when will she stop letting them fuck her? Will we get to a certain age and she’ll cut us off? Will we get girlfriends and cut her off? Or maybe we’ll get girlfriends and she’ll tell us it’s over and to focus on them. I have no idea how a sexual relationship with your mother is supposed to end… but right now I’m just concerned with it STARTING. I was in my room putting away some of my new stuff when mom walked in. “Hey you wanna watch a movie?” She asked. “Sure, any ideas?” “Not yet, I was gonna see what was on the movie channels.” “ok, see what Brian wants to watch.” I suggested. “Oh Brian is leaving too.” “Really? Oh ok.. I didn’t know he had plans.” “Ya, he’s actually going out with friends.” “Ok, well ya, whatever looks good to you. I’m gonna shower.” “Alright honey.” And she turned and left. My dick was already stiffening. Both Aaron and Brian were going to be out of the house tonight, was it just a coincidence? Sure mom and I have been home alone lots of times, and on most of those occasions my penis has been on of the receiving end of her oral fixation… this knowledge alone would be enough to get me aroused, but now I couldn’t help but wonder if it was all a plan so that she and I could have the house to ourselves for our first time. I showered, but I didn’t rush, I didn’t want to seem anxious, or get my hopes up. I got dressed in a tee shirt and a pair of sweat pants and headed into the living room. Mom was already sitting there with a bowl of popcorn. To my dismay, she was wearing the same thing. A shirt and sweats, nothing particularly sexy that screamed “I’m gonna rock your world birthday boy”, but I tried not to get disheartened, I figured she would at least give me a BJ if I asked. We ended up watching a thriller that we both agreed looked good, but halfway through, had been a slow-paced, uninteresting letdown. I think we were just sticking with it because we didn’t see anything else worth watching. The popcorn was gone and mom was now sitting right next to me. She yawned and laid her head on my shoulder. Snuggling up to me, her hand landed on my lap and found the erection I’d been trying to ignore. Her hand squeezed it trying to see what it was she had found. She raised her head and looked down at the clear outline of my hard prick. “Oh sweetheart I didn’t know, you should’ve said something.” She said, sounding slightly disappointed in herself. “Oh I Um..” was all I muttered, but it didn’t matter, she was already sliding off the couch and on to her knees in front of me. She grabbed the elastic waistband of my sweatpants and tugged. I lifted my butt up so they could slide further down (this wasn’t my first rodeo, I knew what to do), but to my surprise, she continued to pull them off! This was unusual, she’s never taken my bottoms all the way off before, but sure enough, she pulled them off of me and tossed them to the side. She never looked up at my reaction to this change, she simply took ahold of my cock, opened her mouth and lowered her head down on it. She proceeded to give me a wonderful blow job. Good use of mouth and hands, plenty of wetness as she slurped up and down my dick. Her taking my sweats off had been a favorable sign towards us having sex, and from what I knew, a BJ was a very common precursor to intercourse. Providing lubrication as well as “preheating the oven” so to speak… but as she continued to steadily work my rod in and out of her mouth, I became concerned as I felt myself nearing orgasm. Clearly she must know that if she kept this up I was going to cum, thus ending my birthday gift. So if she planned on us switching over to full blown sex, she needed to stop… like NOW. But she didn’t, I even gave my usual groans and whimpers that signaled an incoming load , but if anything she just sped up. My heart sank, obviously she had no intention of taking our relationship to the next level, as she had done with my brothers. My theory was a bust, but I didn’t have time to sulk, as my climax was just arriving. I let out an involuntary grunt as I sent several shots of hot cum to the back of my mom’s throat. It was a satisfying orgasm, and truly one of my mother’s best performances, but the afterglow quickly disappeared as I returned to disappointment over her decision not to have sex with me. As my body stopped tingling, and I regained my composure, I focused on my mom who was still kneeling in front of me. “How was that?” She asked with a smile, as she fixed her ponytail back in place. “Um.. Good..” I said, confused. My mom rarely spoke during an encounter like this, and NEVER spoke about it. At most she would just say ‘take down your shorts’ or something, and then afterwards it was just ‘goodnight’ or some sort of dismissive statement signaling that this BJ was over and she was back in mom-mode, like ‘ok, now go do your homework’. She’s never asked me if I liked it, or really ever spoke about it. It was as if the act of her blowing me only existed while she was doing it, and once it was over, it’s as if it never happened. So her question threw me off. “I’m glad.” She said simply, smiling a little. She looked back at my penis, which was now down to half mast, flopping to the side slightly as it softened. She took it back in her hands and began fondling it gently. I watched. “You want another one?” She asked, still just looking at her plaything. My dick twitched at her words, and began to swell again, she grinned, already knowing my answer. “Uh huh.” I said, sounding more like a grunt. She just continued to play with it, softly stroking it, squeezing it, kneading the meat back to life. “Why don’t you take your shirt off.” She said, more of an instruction rather than a question. Without a thought I pulled my tee shirt off and tossed it over by my sweats. I was now completely naked in front of my mother as she continued to stroke my penis, this was a first, but I didn’t have to think about it long, “you know what, why don’t I take mine off too” she said, almost to herself, still only looking at my crotch. With one motion she removed her shirt, tossing it next to mine, exposing her immaculate breasts to me for the first time. Whatever motivation my body needed to get hard again, it was received. My prick sprang to attention, my mother noticed and grinned to herself. Without another word or hesitation, she once again took my member in her hands and fed it gingerly into her mouth. She did a lot of hand work, slowly sliding my shinny tool in her delicate grasp, sucking thirstily on my swollen head. It felt incredible, but it was almost like a tease, her movements were slower, more deliberate, like she didn’t actually wasn’t me to cum this time. I didn’t complain, I was enjoying the sight, and the feeling of her large tits swaying across my thighs. My hand slid down my side, creeping towards them, I wanted so badly to feel one. For all the head I’d gotten in my young life, I had yet to touch a boob! But like the good mother she was, without removing my cock from her lips, or even looking up, she grabbed my wrist with her free hand, and cupped my hand on her tit, leaving it there. I let out an audible gasp of excitement. My second hand needed no invitation, and I quickly shoved it underneath her, grabbing a hold of the other one. Mom continued on her task, enjoying the slow sucking pleasure of her son’s dick. My hands squeezed her breasts, massaging them with youthful tenacity and inexperience. No matter how annoying my grabbing must’ve been, she paid no mind, allowing me to explore these new playthings. I was in heaven, my mom continued to suck, albeit teasingly, on my prick, while I enjoyed the soft, squishy texture of her flesh. She removed me from her mouth with a pop, and looked me in the eyes. “Do you want to have sex?” She asked. Her expression and tone told me there was a seriousness in her question. She wasn’t just asking if I wanted to have sex, but for me to think about it and decide if I was really willing and ready to lose my virginity, and if wanted it to be with her my own mother. I knew my answer already, I’d known it since I first witnessed her riding Aaron on this very sofa. But I paused, for her sake. I looked at her kneeling before me, her tits hanging perfectly on her chest. The skin slightly pink from my overzealous pawing at them. She was no longer holding my penis, it throbbed anxiously, and twitched in between us, but I don’t think she noticed. She had a hand on each of my knees, they were wet with saliva. There was genuine concern on her face as she awaited my reply. She had just asked her youngest son to have sex and was clearly scared I might say ‘no’. I don’t know if she was scared because she really wanted to have sex with me, or because I might not be comfortable with this and feel the need to tell some one, exposing her. Either way, she had nothing to worry about. I only stared at her for a second, but for each of us it felt like an hour, just for different reasons. “Ya.” I said finally. It felt anticlimactic, like I should’ve said something more, but it was all she needed to hear, and she smiled at me. Without another word from either of us, she stood and pushed her sweatpants down to her feet and kicked them off, exposing her fully nude body to me. She stood there for a second, allowing me to take this all in for the first time. She looked incredible, she was curvy, a thin waist with big hips and tits. She was exactly the type of woman that turned me on in porn or magazines. I didn’t know what to do, so I sat there and didn’t move, I figured she would instruct me when necessary. Then she turned her back to me and I was staring at her ass. It was round, not too wide, but it had great cheeks that stuck out and cupped underneath. I thought she might just be trying to show me her whole body, but then she began to sit down on my lap. She reached back between her legs, grasping my erection, aiming it at her snatch and lowering herself onto it. The tip made contact with her vagina but she didn’t hesitate, she lowered herself completely, fully impaling herself on my rod for the first time. Now my mother’s mouth was amazing, she’s been making me cum with ease for years (as well as my brothers), and no matter how ‘used to it’ I got, she could still have me blowing my load in minutes. So I’m definitely not one of those guys who’s bored with getting BJs and wants sex instead, I will always love getting head from my mom, but the feeling of sliding into my mother’s twat was unimaginable! It was warm and wet just like her mouth, but softer, and tighter, like it wrapped all around my dick in a way her mouth couldn’t. She just sat there for a moment, her breathing was quick and her body trembled at the feeling of her son’s cock pressed deep inside her. And then she began to bounce. Her legs were between mine, my knees were on the outside of each of hers, she gripped them for support. She raised her ass and lowered it back gown, again and again, building speed. Each time she came back down there was a slap of our skin together, and a cry of pleasure from her. I stared at her back, watching her slam her butt cheeks down on my lap, smiling as I watched my shaft reappear and then disappear inside her. I couldn’t see her face, but I could imagine it, eyes tightly shut, mouth open, an expression that could easily be mistook for pain if you didn’t know what was happening. My mother was full-on fucking me at this point, steadily slapping her ass down on me, the couch squeaking loudly as it gave in and rebounded with each of our movements. My mom screamed, I knew what this meant, she was nearing climax. The only reason I hadn’t orgasmed yet was because I’d already had one… I was starting to realize that may have been her plan at the beginning of this evening. As hard as it is to believe, she actually started going faster, harder, pushing me in deeper. It was the most intense thing I have ever seen. My hands lay at my side, I didn’t dare move out of fear of ruining this for her… and me, But then she came. Her body convulsed, she yelled at the sky (she obviously had to use a lot of self control when fucking my brothers while we were all home). I couldn’t believe it, my mother was actually cumming on my dick! The excitement of what was happening, the scene that was playing out before me, and the feeling of my mom’s quivering cunt around my cock was getting to be too much for me, I was going to cum! Mom’s bouncing had all but stopped as she sat on prick, recovering from her orgasm, but I was close, I wanted mine. Without thinking I grabbed her waist and lifted her up and slammed her back down, up and down, up and down, I guided her on my rod. “AAAHHH!” she let out. I was now truly fucking my mom! I continued lifting and lowering her as fast as I could, until she took back over. She began slamming me into her again. My sounds clearly said that I was close, but so did hers. She was actually going to cum again. My hands were back at my sides, clawing uncontrollably at the cushion as I neared my orgasm. It eventually escaped me, and I began spraying my huge load. It was a load that had been pent up for two years waiting for the chance to be unleashed inside my mother’s muff. I can’t even describe the noises I made, none of them were intentional, they just spewed out of my mouth like the jizz out of my dick. I wasn’t even completely empty before mom began writhing ecstatically on my cock yet again. Honestly it was amazing, her shaking and grinding prolonged my already intense orgasm, and it wasn’t until she was done that I was finally drained. We just sat there, I on the sofa and she on my lap, my dick still inside her. We were both breathing heavily, that’s when I realized the stupid movie we had been watching was still on. My hand reached blindly on the cushion next to me until it found the remote and it turned it off. The house was now silent, except for our slowing breaths. I felt my prick shift as it began to deflate, a mixture of my hot sperm and my mother’s juices ran down my shaft. We had both just enjoyed our second orgasms of the evening, but they weren’t our last. We rested, and fucked, then rested and fucked again. I came twice more in my mother that night, and she came twice as many times as I did. We played around with different positions, doggy style, 69ing, that sort of thing. I started to think I must be special. She only had sex with Aaron once the night of his birthday, and Brian once that morning… but then I realized that I didn’t know that for sure. I woke up to find my mom on top of Aaron, but I don’t know how long they had been going before that. And I watched Brian cum in her from behind, and then I left, but for all I know they could’ve spent the whole day in bed together. I tried not to think about it, I liked the idea that I was her favorite, her baby boy, and she enjoyed my cock the most. We eventually went to our separate rooms and fell asleep, we were still mother and son after all, not a couple. I dreamt about my mother, her body, her breasts, her mouth.. She was my very own fantasy, but she was real. The next morning I woke up and wandered into the kitchen to see if everyone was up eating breakfast. Mom was standing there drinking coffee.. Naked. My eyes went wide with shock. “Mom!?” I know it seems odd that I’d be so surprised to see her naked, considering I’d spent hours last night rubbing, sucking and humping the same body that stood before me, but normally, when we weren’t engaged in some sort of sexual activity, she was simply my mom and acted as such. “Morning sleepy head, what’s wrong?” “What are you doing naked?? Someone could see you!” I was referring to one of my brothers walking in. She must’ve been laughing in her head at the thought of me worrying about one of her other sons seeing her nude, considering they’ve been fucking her for years. But I wasn’t supposed to know that. “Oh, no one else is home. They both stayed with friends last night.” She said, my expression softened. “So I was thinking that maybe we could make this a birthday weekend for you..” my eyebrows raised with interest. She set her coffee on the counter and walked over to the kitchen table. She leaned forward, bending over the table, aiming her snatch at me. “Now take off your clothes and come Fuck mommy.”

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.

5 Months later… Summer had come and gone. It had been pretty good too. I was still cumming in my mom’s mouth daily, and since I was out of school and home most days, we were usually squeezing an extra one in there, raising my average to 4+ blow jobs a day. On top of that, my older next door neighbor, Mariola, was still paying me in oral-sex whenever I helped her with things around her house. This added an extra blow job a week on average. She had even started having me titty-fuck her. They were fun to watch, and got the job done, but I still preferred a mouth. Honestly, I’m pretty sure she liked doing them more for HER enjoyment. Mariola had a thing for watching me cum on her, especially her tits, rather than swallowing. It was fine by me, her cans were huge, and it did add a little variety to my blow-job-filled-life. Things around the house were going well, mom and dad were still doing better than before. Their sex life was as lively as ever. In fact, she usually fucked his brains out in order to put him to sleep, so she could come into my room and suck my dick to put me to sleep! My sister, Lacy, was fine, although after her being around all summer, I was ready for school to start back up. I even got my first job this summer. It was at a clothing store at the mall, not really my cup of tea. I would’ve preferred some of the other places I applied to, but it was a pretty trendy store, so lots of girls my age worked and shopped there. You would think that meant that I would have gone on some dates this summer, but no. The problem with girls my own age is that they don’t ‘make the move’, and I’m not just talking ‘sexually’, they won’t even say ‘hi’ first. Granted I’ve only gotten head, and it’s only been from two women, my mom and Mariola, but older women don’t play the games these younger girls do. So while I may be able to take charge of my mom’s mouth, I still couldn’t figure out how to ask a girl out. This all changed on my last day of work. See I was still in school, so once summer ended, I had to quit my job, that was my parent’s rule. So today was my last day of work, the Saturday afternoon before school started on Monday. This girl named Danielle had been a friend of mine at work. She was insanely pretty! She was as tall as me and leggy; thin, very toned, but still had a really nice ass from working out. However working out didn’t give girls tits, so she was only sporting a modest B-cup. We had been good friends all summer, we even hung out a bunch of times, and that was it. But just because I never had the balls to make a move on her, didn’t mean no one else did. She was the target of affection for every guy who worked there, and many customers as well. And to my surprise she always said ‘yes’ when she was asked out. You’d have thought that would’ve given me the confidence to ask her right? I mean she said yes to EVERYONE, of course she’d say yes to me, but alas I never did. Then on my last day, she stepped up and asked me out! I figured it was just her asking me out as friends, but I would take it! She had a car already, or maybe she just borrowed her parent’s, either way she drove. We went and got something to eat then went to a movie, and that was all that was planned. So I was surprised that instead of taking me home after the movie, she drove to the park, which was empty this time of night. She parked at the far end of the parking lot, which was completely empty anyways, and turned off the car. “Adam, why didn’t you ever ask me out?” “Um… I’ve never really asked a girl out before, so I wasn’t sure how to go about it. Plus I figured you wouldn’t be interested anyways.” I said shyly. “Oh brother! All you do is ASK! What’s the worst thing that could happen?? All she can do is say ‘no’, that’s not the end of the world!” “Ya I guess so.” She had a good point. “And what made you think I wouldn’t be interested? I went out with lots of guys, it’s fun to go out, it doesn’t mean I liked all of them, sometimes I just wanted to go out and have fun, or get laid!” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “Wait, you had sex with all of them?” I couldn’t hide the shock. “Not all of them, but pretty much. I like sex. I even Fucked Jeff.” “Our boss Jeff?! Isn’t he like 40, and married?!” “Ya.” She grinned devilishly. “He’s always been checking me out. So one night it was just the two of us closing up the store, and I asked him if he’s been wanting to Fuck me, he got all nervous like it was a trap, but we did it.” “In the store?!” “Ya, but also in his car one time. He gave me a ride home after work, and we did it in the backseat.” She said this like it was no big deal. “So do you want to?” “Want to what?” I asked back, and she laughed, only I wasn’t joking. “Geeze Adam, I know we’re friends and everything, but you’re still a guy!... Do you want to Fuck me?” “Um…” “Oh… well I guess that’s my answer.” She seemed hurt. “No! It’s not that I don’t WANT to, I mean, I think you’re gorgeous! But Im a virgin, and I’m not very experienced, I don’t want to have an awkward first time with you…” “Oh… so you’ve never done ANYTHING?” “OH, no! I’ve done everything else, just not sex.” “Well then how about we do everything else then?” She said with a grin, and before I could answer she leaned in and kissed me. She was a great kisser, and it was made better by how hot she was. To be honest, I couldn’t believe this was happening. Her hands found their way to my lap and she unbuttoned my pants, then unzipped them. She reached into my boxers and pulled out my already rock hard prick. The second it was free, she pulled her lips from mine and dropped her head to my crotch. I felt her tongue flick the tip of my cock, then circle the head. Then slowly she pushed her head down, sliding her moist lips around my shaft, lower and lower until I bottomed out at the back of her throat. She sat there for a moment, then went to work steadily bobbing her head up and down. I stared down at her, God, even the back of her head was beautiful. So many times this summer my mother had sucked me off, while I closed my eyes and imagined that it was Danielle. And now here I was, and it was actually happening! I know what some of you are thinking.. ‘dude, she offered to Fuck you! Why not go for it?’, the simple answer is that I don’t know how to Fuck. Sure I understood the mechanics and could make it happen, but this was the girl of my dreams, I didn’t want to have some awkward first time, some inexperienced 2-pump-dump. I wanted it to be magnificent, and I wanted her to WANT to Fuck me again and again. But first impressions are everything. So for now, this would definitely do. Danielle pulled my dick from her mouth and sat up. “Get out.” Then she opened her door and got out herself. I did as she said. I stepped out of the car into the night air, my wet erection still sticking out of my pants. Danielle opened the trunk and took out a blanket. She saw me standing there, and looked down at my boner, “nice.” She smiled. “Follow me.” We walked into the park, to a darker area, surrounded by trees. She laid out the blanket, kicked off her shoes and stood on it. She motioned for me to come towards her. I kicked off my shoes too and stepped on to the blanket in front of her. Her left hand grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in for a kiss, her right hand reached down and began stroking my cock. We stood like this for several minutes, until she stopped and took a step back. “Strip.” She ordered “What?” “I said Strip, as in, take off all your clothes.” She said playfully, but serious. I decided that if I wanted anything to ever happen with her, that I should do as she said. I removed all of my clothes, including my socks and stood there. She just looked at me for a moment grinning, then she dropped to her knees and began sucking me again. Truthfully, it wasn’t as good as the ones I’ve gotten from my mother and Mariola, but the experience was pretty exhilarating. Standing completely naked outside, getting a blow job, was a feeling unlike any other. Very freeing, and also very scary. Danielle stood up. “Now lay down.” She said. I laid on the blanket with my prick pointing straight up at the sky. “You’ve 69’d before right?” “Ya.” I lied. Sure I’ve eaten my mom’s pussy before, but never in the 69 position while she was also giving me head! “Good, because there’s no way I’m making you cum without me getting mine too!” And with that she undressed, standing before me. She was wearing a summer dress with spaghetti straps that tied at the top. She simply grabbed the end of each of the straps and pulled, her dress fell silently to the ground. She was completely naked underneath, and the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Long legs that went up to a thigh-gap, wherein I could easily see her completely shaved pussy. Her body was VERY fit, with a tight flat stomach that led up to her tiny perky tits. “Do you like what you see?” she asked, sounding cute and innocent. “Oh God yes!” There was nothing innocent about what I was looking at! She smiled proudly, and without another word she walked over to me. She stood directly over my head, facing my feet. She slowly dropped down to her knees, putting her thighs on either side of my face, her vagina just a couple inches from my mouth. She leaned forward and lowered face to my crotch, taking my cocking into her mouth. She got right back to sucking me off. Now was my chance to impress her, show her that even though we didn’t have sex, tonight wasn’t a waste of her time. I reached up and grabbed one of her ass checks with each hand. Good God it felt amazing! Older women may have many things going for them, but they can’t compete with the ass of a teenage girl! I squeezed it tightly, and pulled her cunt down to my face. I gave her a long slow lick, tasting her. I felt her mouth moan around my cock. And then I got to it. I remembered everything I had learned from eating out my mom. I used a combination of licking and sucking, I was even able to slide a couple fingers in her from behind, while still holding her ass. She was going crazy! The more I did, the better her blow job became. I would’ve already cum by now, however I was more focused on pleasing her rather than enjoying what she was doing to me, but I was definitely almost there. I decided that was enough playing around, I wanted her to cum! I pressed my tongue to her clit and began licking fast and hard. She pulled my dick out. “Oh God yes, I’m gonna cum! Don’t stop!” And she shoved me back into her mouth. She was bobbing almost as fast as I was licking, and then she came. Her body flexed and she arched her back, pushing her pelvis into my face. She kept me in her mouth, but stopped moving her head. She just sucked on my cock head as tight as she could and let out a loud moan that vibrated down my shaft and into my balls. The pressure that had been building released, and I exploded into her mouth. She quickly swallowed the first two shots, but then had to take me out of her mouth. Not expecting the next one, it hit her right in the eye. To my surprise, she kept her composure, took a breath, and shoved me back in her mouth. She started jerking off the shaft, hastening the rest of my load along. All the while I was still munching away at her snatch, which she still had pressed against my face. Finally, almost in unison, our orgasms finished and our tense bodies relaxed. She swallowed what cum remained in her mouth, and took out my cock. She rolled off me and collapsed on the blanket, both of us panting. After a few minutes, I worked up the strength to move. I spun my body around, so that our heads were next to each other. We laid there naked, staring up at the night sky, still breathing heavily, for 10 minutes before I finally spoke. “So how was that?” “Are you kidding me?!” She sat up and turned to me, “other than cumming in my eye (which she had already wiped out) that was amazing! No guy has ever gone down on me that well before!” “Really?” “Really! Not even older men, who are, you know, more experienced and SHOULD be better.” I was a little thrown off by hearing that she’s been with multiple older men, but I was also pretty proud of myself. We laid there, talking and laughing for another half hour before we finally got dressed, and she took me home. We made out in her car for a little bit in my driveway, I asked her if she’d want to go out again and she said yes. But she also said that next time she was going to Fuck my brains out, so I needed to ‘get over it’ and get ready to lose my virginity. When I walked in, mom was sitting on the couch watching TV. It was 1145pm, and my curfew was midnight, so I wasn’t in trouble. I figured she must just want the details from my first date, and I was right. “There’s my big boy! So tell me everything!” I sat down next to her and told her everything about doing the 69 with Danielle, she was surprised, and also happy for me. “So you probably don’t want a bedtime BJ then?” “Well actually, we were making out pretty heavily when she dropped me off, and telling you everything that happened has gotten me kind of horny again…” “OK sweetie” She said happily, “pull it out.” She got up and dropped to her knees in front of me and I pulled my dick out. She dripped saliva onto the head and began stroking it. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back as she lowered hers, taking my cock into her mouth. As my mom gave me head on the sofa I thought about Danielle, I wanted to have sex with her, and I knew that if I kept refusing she’d get bored with me. But I also didn’t want to embarrass myself either. I pondered this awhile, until my body was ready to cum. I emptied my balls into my mother’s loving mouth. She was still the best cock sucker I’ve had. She sucked me clean as always, and put my prick away. “Mom, will you have sex with me?” “What?!” Her reaction was as expected. She sat back on the sofa and I told her that I really liked Danielle, but she wanted to have sex. I reminded her of how awkward and nervous I was when she first started giving me hand jobs, and that I wouldn’t have been good at eating Danielle out tonight if she hadn’t taught me how to go down on her in the first place. She told me she’d think about it and we both went to bed. Two weeks went by without a reply. She continued to give me my regular blow jobs, and she wasn’t upset, she just hadn’t come to a decision about letting me have sex with her. This was annoying because Danielle was bugging me about when we would go out again, and ultimately Fuck. I decided that I needed an answer, and if my mom said no, then I’d just take my chances of being bad in bed with Danielle. So one night after my mom finished swallowing my load, I planned to ask her, but she spoke first. “So I’ve decided that I can’t have sex with you” She said, wiping my semen from her lips, “I’m your mother, and married, and it’s still something I can’t do. But… I’ve arranged for you to have sex with someone else.” “What!? Who?!” “My friend Lyla.” Lyla was my mom’s best friend, a couple years older than her and incredibly good looking. She had a very wealthy husband who paid for book jobs, butt jobs, tummy tucks, you name it, she looked like a porn star. She was recently divorced, and living off of the substantial alimony she had won when her husband cheated on her, then beat her when she confronted him about it. Due to this she was able to live in a nice house with her daughter, Shelby, that was the same age as me but went to a private school. As well as her twin boys who were a year or two younger. “Wait, doesn’t she think it’s weird that you want her to have sex with your son?! Does she know what we’ve done together??” “Lyla has been enjoying the single life, and that means sleeping around, especially with cute younger guys, including some of her former students. A few of them your age, maybe younger.” Mom said bluntly. Lyla had been a high school teacher, and took a leave of absence during the divorce. Then after the settlement, she decided that she didn’t need to work any more, and had taken up fucking all the teenage boys who used to have crushes on her. “And yes, she’s my best friend, I told her what we’ve done, and she understood” she continued, “so I told your father that Friday night I’m going out with Lyla for a girls night, and that you’re going to spend the night at Mike’s, but in actuality we are going to stay the night at Lyla’s house, and she’s agreed to help you have sex for the first time.” “Um, ok” I just sat there, unable to think of anything else. “Now goodnight, sweetheart.” She kissed my forehead and left the room. On Thursday I was over at Mariola’s house. I helped her carry in a bunch of groceries, and in return she had just made me shoot a gallon of jizz all over her rack. I told her that I was going to lose my virginity this weekend, I left out the details and had her assume it was going to be with some girl from school. She was excited for me. Man tomorrow night couldn’t come fast enough! All day Friday at school I was thinking about getting to have sex that night. I couldn’t tell what I was most excited about, getting laid for the first time, that it was with a total MILF, or that I was one step closer to having sex with Danielle. Thinking about it all day had me way more excited than usual. When I got home, I came in mom’s mouth in literal SECONDS, and was still hard so I had her blow me again, Then once again in the car on the way to Lyla’s house! I did NOT want to blow my load too soon during sex. Lyla opened the door to her house wearing shorts and a tank top and laughed. Mom on the other hand was wearing a very tight strapless dress that showed great cleavage and only went just past her ass. She had to leave the house looking as though she was going dancing for the night. “Hey guys, come on in. Shelby just left for the night, and took the boys to their dad’s.” Lyla greeted us. “Well damn Michelle, don’t you look hot!” Michelle was my mom’s name, Lyla poked fun at her outfit. “Hey, I had to look the part!” Mom scoffed back. “Hi Adam.” She gave me a knowing smile that made me blush. “Hi.” I stared down at my feet. We went in and sat on the couch. It was big and deep and very nice. The room was dark except for lit candles around the place. Lyla and my mom drank some wine and caught up a bit. Then their conversation turned to me. “So Adam, are you nervous at all?” Lyla asked me. I nodded. “What exactly are you nervous about? Being naked in front of a girl?” “No, that’s not a problem… I’m nervous about not lasting long enough for her to cum, and also, I’m just nervous that I won’t be able to make her cum, I don’t really know what to do during sex.” “Well as far as cumming too fast, the only thing you can do about that is to take care of yourself before, or get a blow job first.” “Oh he has, I made him cum in the car on the way over here.” Mom interjected, quite proudly. Lyla raised her eyebrows and grinned, I blushed and looked down again. It was strange to hear her admit to someone that she was sucking her son’s cock. “Well in that case”, Lyla continued, “being able to control how fast you cum during sex just comes with practice, as does being able to make the girl cum. Hopefully you’ll get that practice tonight.” She smiled right at me. “Well I’m going to go change into something a little more comfortable.” Lyla got up and gave me another smile, teasing me. “Ya I suppose I should get out of this ridiculous dress.” Replied my mom. “Are you kidding!? You look gorgeous! But, I do have something you might like to wear for the occasion.” Lyla suggested. I had to agree, mom looked amazing. “Really?” Mom seemed unsure, she looked at each of us and we both smiled and nodded. Mom and Lyla both left and headed to the bedroom. I stayed sitting on the sofa, my stomach was in knots and I was trembling a little. Partly because I was nervous, but also due to adrenaline from being excited. Several minutes later, my mom came back to the living room. She told me to get undressed then left again. I went ahead and got completely naked and sat back down on the couch. I wasn’t fully erect yet, but I wasn’t completely flaccid either. I sat there, playing with my semi-hard penis out of nervous boredom. I heard a door open upstairs. Mom and Lyla came downstairs and walked into the dimly lit living room where I sat. My dick swelled up completely hard instantly. Lyla was wearing a very hot white – lace lingerie number. It consisted of a white garter belt connected to white thigh high stockings. It would’ve shown her pussy except for a thin white – lacy thong. To top off the outfit, she was wearing a matching white open-cup bra, that was just the underwire with no fabric covering her perfect, albeit fake, 36D breasts. Right next to her was my mother, wearing the exact same outfit in black! It was a stunning image. My mom on the left with dark brown hair wearing black and Lyla with blonde hair wearing white. My eyes couldn’t decide what to look at. My mom had a very nice body that looked great in this lingerie, but Lyla had a literally perfect body. Then I realized, I wasn’t going to get to Fuck my mom, so why was she dressed up? “Am I going to have sex with BOTH of you?!” I asked excitedly, Mom’s eyes got wide. “Well that’s up to your mom” Lyla laughed, “but I sure as he’ll am going to Fuck you.” “NO.” My mom answered sternly, “I’m just wearing this for fun, and to make your first time extra exciting, but you’re not having sex with me.” Lyla walked towards me, her eyes settled on my throbbing prick. “You have way more will power than I do Michelle. If I had a horny young man like this living with me, I’d be riding him every day… even if he was my son.” Lyla said hungrily. “Oh you’re only saying that because he’s not!” My mom snapped back, but then laughed a little to herself. I had asked mom if Lyla had done anything with her boys, since she seemed OK with what my mom and I were doing. She said Lyla ‘wasn’t into that’. Mom walked forward and stood in front of me, next to Lyla. “Ok sweetheart, you just relax.” She said reassuringly. And with that, both of them sat down on the sofa right next to me in unison. It almost as if it was rehearsed. My mom was on my right, Lyla was on my left. Without a word, Lyla took my face in her hands, turned me towards her and kissed me. It was rough and wet and excited. Like we were tasting something amazing for the first time. My mom took my cock in her hand and begin stroking slowly. I then I felt her stop, she reached up and turned my face towards her and crushed her lips against mine. Lyla took up stroking me. Then mom took her hand from my cheek and wrapped it around my shaft, above Lyla’s hand, and they began moving up and down together. Lyla grabbed my hair and pulled me away from my mom and kissed me again, just once, then she turned and kissed my mother! I sat and watched as the two of them made out inches from my face, while they each still had a hand jerking me off. They kissed for awhile, without hesitation or thinking, they had obviously done this before. They stopped and turned to me, with my mouth open and with a dumbfounded expression on my face, they both laughed. “So your mom says that you can recover relatively quickly after you cum. As in, you can get hard again.” Lyla asked me. I just shrugged. “Oh brother, yes he’s able to get it back up pretty quickly, with a little help of course.” My mom smiled at me. “Well good, cuz I plan on getting you a lot of practice tonight. But first let’s start you off with a blow job. Michelle…” Lyla removed her hand from my cock and looked at mom. Mom dripped spit on the head of my penis and rubbed it up and down the shaft, then dropped her head and took me into her mouth. I had to let out a groan. Lyla turned to me and smiled. Without asking, my face darted to her tits and I went crazy. I kissed and licked them all over. I had a breast in each hand and swapped Nipples in and out of my mouth. She let out moans of pleasure. Mom sat up, took my face from Lyla’s rack, and pulled it toward hers. Lyla bent over and took over sucking my dick. She was just as good a cocksucker as my mother. My hands slid all over my mom’s body, while my face was glued to her chest. “I’m gonna cum soon.” I looked up at my mom’s face, almost pleading with her. “Good sweetie” She leaned forward. Lyla took my cock out of her mouth, and mom sucked it into hers. Lyla didn’t sit up, she stayed bent over, her face an inch away from mom’s bobbing head. Mom only had me in her mouth for a few seconds before they switched back. Lyla did the same. They continued taking turns, sucking my prick for a couple seconds, then giving it to the other. I put a hand on each of their heads, I didn’t push or anything, it was just hot to hold the heads to the two women taking turns servicing my cock. After only a couple minutes of this, it was time for me to cum. My dick was in mom’s mouth when I released my first shot. She made a little sound to let Lyla know I was cumming. She quickly took my cock out and fed it into Lyla’s waiting mouth. Lyla swallowed a couple shots, then gave it back to mom. They swapped one more time before I was spent. When no more jizz was coming out of me, they released it, and began kissing each other passionately. It was as if they’d forgotten I was there. They smeared saliva and sperm all over each other’s lips and simultaneously licked it back off. It was like watching porn live! My dick had softened, but as I watched and became more aroused, it sprang back up again. After several minutes of indulging in each other, they pulled apart and looked at me. “How’d you like that?” Lyla asked. “It was so hot!” “Do you need a break or are you ready?” My mom asked, as motherly as ever. “Oh I’d say he’s ready.” Lyla was looking at my re-hardened dick. She stood up and pulled down her thong. Her hairless snatch glistened. Mom moved over a little bit. Lyla stepped right in front of me and climbed onto my lap, putting her knees on the sofa on each side of me. The tip of my prick was pointing up, less than an inch from the entrance to her pussy. Mom scooted closer to me, so our arms were touching. She started lightly rubbing my chest and stomach, both our eyes were locked on my dick. Then Lyla simply lowered herself, and I slid inside. I have to admit, I thought it would feel just like being in a woman’s mouth, but it didn’t. Sure there were obvious similarities, both were warm, wet, and moved up and down my shaft, but it still felt different, softer maybe. It didn’t necessarily feel better or worse, just different. Lyla began a great rhythm, bouncing up and down on my cock. She had a hand on either side of my head, she was bracing against the back of the couch. I just stared at my dick, watching it disappear and reappear from inside of her. I couldn’t believe it happened, I was no longer a Virgin. Sure I’d been getting head regularly from my mom, then Mariola, then Danielle, and tonight Lyla as well, but with a blow job you’re still a Virgin. Hell, kids get BJs from their little girlfriends all the time, but having sex and no longer being a Virgin was a big step. It was the sound of Lyla’s ‘oohs’ ‘aahs’ And ‘Yeas’ coming from above me that broke my trance. I finally allowed myself to look up, and enjoy the sight of Lyla’s amazing tits jiggling in my face. But before I could take one in my mouth, my mom turned my face towards hers and began kissing me. She pulled away for a second and looked me in the eyes. “That’s my big boy, I’m proud of you.” She said softly, and smiled. “I wish it was you.” I said, without thinking. Her face looked surprised, but then softened. She didn’t say a word, she just went back to kissing me. I eventually turned back toward the sight of Lyla riding me. I took her all in, the sight was something to behold. I ran my hands all over her body; her legs to her ass and hips, to her stomach and tits, then up to her face. I grabbed her and pulled her lips to mine for one long hard kiss, then I went to town on her breasts. “Don’t stop.” She said, her rhythm picked up. I got one of her Nipples in my mouth and bit it and she let out a loud screaming-moan of pleasure that lasted several seconds. Then she stopped moving, and I took my mouth away and looked up at her. “Well, you lasted longer than me for your first time” she said laughing. “Really, you came?!” I was excited. “Fuck ya I did” she paused a second to catch her breath. “That’s my boy!” Mom exclaimed, and started kissing me. “Now I want to feel you cum.” Lyla said , and started bouncing again while I was still kissing mom. To everyone’s surprise, I lasted another 30 minutes of her riding me. Granted, I had just cum from a tag team blow job, and I had already gotten head four times earlier today, so I was bound to last a little bit, but mostly I WANTED to keep going. I was enjoying taking turns making out with both of them, and suckling each of their breasts. I would even sit back and watch them kiss and suck each other’s tits while she rode me. Overall, Lyla was able to orgasm another three times before I finally came inside of her and she collapsed on the couch next to me. As soon as she did, mom hopped up off the sofa, and knelt on the carpet in between us. She immediately went to work sucking me, and licking my penis clean. Once she was satisfied, she turned to Lyla, and dove into her pussy. She licked and ate my cum right out of her! I couldn’t believe it! Seeing them make out was one thing, but to watch my mother eat my cum out of her best friend’s snatch was beyond what I could’ve imagined seeing tonight. I ended up fucking Lyla all night. I did her every which way; from behind, her on top, standing up, on a table, me on top with her legs pushed up to her head…hell, I banged her doggy style while she ate out my mom! I even laid on the floor and had Lyla ride my dick while my mom straddled my face. One had my cock in her while the other had my tongue, while they got to kiss and fondle each other! Mom still never let me fuck her, if it didn’t happen tonight then I conceded that it was never going to happen. We would get tired and fall asleep together, but not for long. As soon as I was hard again, or would wake up, I would just climb on top of Lyla and go at it, no invitation needed. All in all, I came another 7 times that night. Six were inside Lyla, and once more in my mom’s mouth. My mom had started sucking me off while I was sleeping, and when I woke I just let her finish. The night was amazing. But most importantly I now knew what I was doing, and was not nervous about having sex with Danielle. I gave Lyla multiple orgasms each time we fucked. I felt like a stud! In the morning we all ate breakfast naked, then showered together. Mom and I couldn’t exactly go home smelling the way we did! We all agreed that we needed to do this again sometime, and Lyla told me that I was welcome to stop by and Fuck her whenever I wanted. Mom and I left and went home. The idea was that she was picking me up from my sleepover at Mike’s house on her way home from sleeping off her drunken ‘girl’s night’ at Lyla’s. She asked if I wanted a BJ before we got home, I declined, and joked about my penis needing a rest. When we pulled in the driveway I turned to her. “Thank you mom, last night was amazing.” “Anything for my little boy.” She said smiling, and pinched my cheek. “So are you less nervous about having sex now?” “Totally, I’m not nervous at all!” We went inside, dad was sitting on the couch next to Lacy, watching TV. He asked how last night was, we both said it was fun and made up bullshit stories. Lacy was unusually quiet and looked upset, but I tried to stay out of her business. Mom and I headed upstairs to our rooms. “I’m going to call Danielle and set a date for next week!” I told my mom, grinning from ear to ear.. Mom smiled but looked upset. “But hey mom, I’ll see you at bedtime tonight right?” She perked up. “You bet sweetie.” And smiled.

As samantha and I headed to the lot where lauren was to meet us, I could feel the electricity in the air. "Say nothing to lauren about whos GTR this is. I want to surprise her with the biggest defeat of her career!" I was manically laughing and gripping the wheel. "What if she notices? And backs out?" "Oh but she wont. Im going to trick her into it." Sure enough a black civic with lauren at the wheel pulled up. "I win you leave. You win you stay." I was shocked. I was supposed to make the deal but I had a plan B. "Heres my deal. I win you have to appologize and I mean really apologize, plus I want a week of servitude outta you and if I lose ill leave and never come back. Deal?" "Deal fucker." We shook on it. As we waited on the line I could see emily and lexi watching both of us like we were gonna fight to the death. "RACERS READY?! SET!!..........GOOOOO!!!" we shot off the line and were neck and neck for the first 1/4 mile of the race. "Sam shes winning!" samantha was gripping the dash and bitting her bottom lip. "Im wairing on her NOS." Sure enough she hit is and was gone. "Too soon bitch!!" I flicked the switch and within three seconds I was ahead of her. "WINNER SAM!!!!!" The loud speakers boomed. As we drove back to the lot I was crying..I, in some way beat the girl who broke my heart. I was on top of her now and I was immensely prideful. Vince and a throng of people dreched me in champagne, like nascar I thought, and hugged samantha and vince as a man took photos on his cell phone of us standing by my car. "Whos car was that!" she was furious and her eyes were a red color now. "George Hasim's. I made a trade and beat you with it. I think you know the deal! Ill see you at home lauren!" I left with samantha and pulled into the garage and hopped out, kissing samantha hard. "Best wing woman, ever!" She giggled and lauren pulled up and slammed her door. She walked up to me and she was crying. "Sam..i really am sorry…I shoulda seen more in you and I never wanna do that to you again." She kissed me and I felt that she ment all that she said. As we kissed I told her it was ok and all of us walked into the house, crying and hugging. "Well, looks like she isnt a bad kid after all mom." Lexi said laughing and hugging her mom. " That was genuine emotion.. She has a soft side." emily said with a tear of joy falling. As I walked into the house I quickly realized I was drenched in alcohol I took my shirt off and tossed it on the floor. "Im gonna grab a shower ill be down in a bit!" Emily had lauren on the couch talking to her. I couldn’t hear what they were saying but icould try and read their minds. I focused on laurens head and it worked! I was in the conversation, but not before I was ripped out by lexi who glared at me. "Not the time." and she walked off waving a disapproving finger at me. I stepped into the shower and flicked the warm water on. Feeling the water wash the sticky booze off me was relaxing and I just stood there thinking on my powers. If I could read minds what else could I do? And being a male vampire must have its perks as well. That then brought up the question of..who was the one before me? My thoughts were interupted by a crack of thunder that rocked my room. "Holy fuck..i better get finished up." as I washed up I brushed my teeth and got out, drying off. I put on a full grey sweat suit and walked down stairs. Emily was still talking to lauren but now all three sisters were conversing with their mother. I snuck by to the weight room where a middle aged man with a towel and water in hand greeted me. "Here to get a lift in sir?" he asked me pointing to the racks of weights and I nodded saying no I was just looking. He laughed and asked how I was doing adjusting to my new life. Its odd but im liking it a lot. I explored the garden loking around at all the plants. Most of which I couldn’t name, or even begin to recognize. "Arent you curious as to how all this money, all these things came to be?" Lexi was in my mind talking to me. "Kinda yea. I mean did yall rob a bank or something?" "No silly! Mom is big on the stock market and owns a company that sells and buys stocks." I turned around to see lexi sitting on a bench, clad in a orange sundress holding some kind of paper in her hand. "These are plane tickets to Abu Dhabi. Where moms next big client is. Youre in vited to come if you want, if you can get outta that street race lot." She laughed and handed me the ticket. "Can we bring my nissan? Pretty pleaseeee?" I was like a child at a toy store begging for a new toy. "We had them loaded while you showered were taking my Lykan your nissan and one of the 6x6 SUVs." The company is paying for it all. Plane cars hotel. All of it for a week. Are you excited?" She laughed at the look on my face. "I assume you've never been?" "No never! Ive heard its amazing!" Lexi kissed me and grabbed my hair. " Sammy I think I owe you something." she lifted up her dress and wasn’t wearing any panties. "I want you to fuck me. And I mean FUCK ME!" She pulled me in between her legs making out with me, bitting my lip. I pulled my sweats down and slammed my cock deep inside her moist slit. "OH MY GOOOODDDDD!!!" She dug her nails into my hips and back. I grabbed her chin and kissed her hard. " God damn youre so wet! What a dirty little bitch." I pulled out and bent her over the bench. She was panting and licking her lips, and moaned out for me to punish her."You have been a bad girl lexi and you need to be punnished." I grabbed her hair and smacked her ass hard. "OW! Fuck sammy im so sorry I didn’t finishyou off!" I slammed into her again fucking her as hard as I could smacking her ass. "Youre going to let me cum in you to make up for it." "yes sammy please fill my pussy!" I was fucking her like an animal. Moaning and grunting, getting closer and closer to cumming. "Ohhh shit im cumming sam!" her pussy tightened around my cock as she threw her head back screaming in pleasure. As she came I spanked her again and she moaned. "I want you to cum for me sammy please you know you deserve it!" With those word I came deep in her womb filling her up and moaning. I picked her up and kissed her deeply caressing her ass and bitting her lip. "I knew I shoulda let you fuck me sooner! Just wow!" she led me into the living room with everyone sitting on the L-shaped sofa, talking about the trip. "So sam are you excited?" Emily asked me from behind her lap top screen. "Yes maam I am. Lexi and I were just talking about it and ive never been, but ive heard so much about it!" I sat down btween lexi and lauren and lauren looked stunning. Bright red lipstick, a black tank top with a leather jacket cut off at the ribs and red leather pants, with matching pumps. "Where ya going lauren." I was in her head now trying to talk to her. "I was gonna go to a big party but the girls I wanted to go with got grounded. So no plans." "Well ill go with you id wanna go anyway." "Really?" "Well yea lol! Ill get changed and we'll go." We snapped into reality and emily asked everyone to pack up and get ready to leave by this coming Thursday. As I went up to get changed it was late already, almost 12:30 in the morning but never the less I put on some blue jeans a long sleeve fishing shirt and my dark leather cowboy boots and walked back down stairs. "Going some where samuel?" Emily asked looking up from her laptop. "Yeah lauren and I are going out for a while. Is that ok?" "Yes but be home in time to get some sleep and pack its late enough." Lauren and I nodded and headed out to her civic and my jaw dropped. She had all new gauges and a new interior as well as a bad ass stereo system. "So you gonna say something or just stare?" "Well it’s a pretty car with an even prettier driver." I smiled at her and she blushed driving off. "So wheres this party at?" "You know where your old high school is?" "Yeah, why?" "Well its at Brylie Richmonds house about a block down the road." "people are gonna notice me! Why there?" "Just watch me do my thing and then youll see how we blend in so well." As we pulled in people already noticed me but lauren stepped up to them and told them I was new in the neighbor hood and they backed off. She then got up on a table and called everyones attention to her. "Hey Brylie and every one! This is Sam! Hes new here so make him feel welcomed!" I was swarmed by all these people asking me where I came from and who I was dating or who I was looking at, and all these women asked me for my number or to have a drink with them. Then I felt lauren crawl into my mind. "By the way vince knows about us. Hes cool he wont tell anyone your real name." "Thanks." And like that she was gone. "So handsome tell me about your self." I was sitting down on the sofa and kylie summers, the top of my junior class sat beside me. I grabbed one of my cigs and put it in my mouth and smiled. "Well maam the names samuel." "got a last name samuel?" She smiled at me and lit my cigarette. "Samuel alan davis. And you must be kylie? Top of your class and as pretty as they say." "Well my my you sure know me yet I don’t seem to know you. How do you know me?" "Well I heard from people at the race lot off I-12 about you. A few of your class mates in fact." This was a damn lie I thought but she laughed. "I wouldn’t doubt it I am pretty popular all over." "Well im one of only a few to beat lauren smith at a street race." I boasted sticking my chest out a little. "Is that so? Well I was the first one to beat her. I showed her how to drive like that." "Really now? Then you must be amazing!" "I am the best besides vince of course. Hes the king of these streets. Id say im kinda the queen." She was checking me out now. I took a long drag from my cig and laughed. Ill take that crown from vince one day." She laughed and took a drink from her corona. "I like you. Youre super cute and easy to talk to and seem like you know how to race." she leaned in close and whispered to me"You beat me and you can fuck me." I exhaled from my cigarette and shivered. "Well how about next weekend?" "Youre on ill be back from vacation this coming Tuesday. And you better bring your best ride." she laughed and said it was me whod better bring my best ride and then walked over to brylie and mixed with them. "Hey man!" a familiar voice said and before I knew it my best friend of all time, robby bailey was hugging me. "Dude youre dead, or am I high as fuck?" I pulled him to the bathroom and grabbed his shoulders. "Robby yes its me and no you aint high. I was saved by a vampire and I know that sounds nuts but ill show you." I was in tears as was he and we hugged. "Bro don’t fucking scare me like that! I fuckin missed you dog!" We went back out and talked among women, smoked and danced. Then lauren came up to me and took me out side robby followed. "Lauren..so this is robby and he knows..but hes coo-" I was cut off by her hand around my throat. "He knows!" she was in my head and was pissed "Yeah but hes cool he wont tell I swear!" we snapped back to reality. "Woah…" robby was wide eyed. "You tell anyone and I will bleed you dry." "Yeah girl its cool I wont tell, this kid means the world to me, like a little bro and id never jeoprodize his safety or his friends." She nodded. "Robby bro we gotta jet text me ok?" I gave him my number, hugged him and left with lauren. "So he wont blab?" She looked pissed and talked like it. "Yeah robby wont tell hes a real mother fucker." We pulled into the house and got out. I pulled lauren to me and kissed her. "I love you." and I went in side and climed into bed. I had to pack tommorow and I needed rest. Soon I heard my door open and a tall figure stood in my door way. It was storming again, this time worse. I saw long blonde hair and I could make out a red nightie and I sat up rubbing my eyes. "Sam I know its odd but could you come with me? I hate storms and cant sleep." It was emily. And she sounded frightened like a child. "Yeah sure emily." I took her hand and she led me to the couch and sat down beside me. "I owe you a few answers. My husband was our king or leader whatever youd like to call it. He left us to be free from all ties to us. He grew bored of his life. He was well into the hundreds of years and he, as you know was the one who turned me into what I am now." "Soooo im your husband?" I was little streched out mentally and couldn’t really get why she was telling me this. "Hahahaha no sweetie. I just wanted to clairify your part in this. We, as in this local area of vampires need a leader and you seemed promising." "Well I am honored but wont there be some kinda council who decides this?" "Yes but not for now you arent ready yet. And one more thing sweetie…would you mind sleeping with me? I detest thunderstorms and I have-" I cut her off and leaned in and kissed her cheek. " Id love to." She took my hand and led me to her room. "You are very beautiful miss emily." She blushed and brought me down to the bed with her, cuddling up to me and yawning. "Youre too sweet sam. You know I knew your parents and what they said was all true about you. You are a great kid." I mumbled something under my breath. "What was that sweetie? Youll have to speak up." "I said im not just a great kid ya know." She must have seen my grin. "Ha. Not tonight big boy." she kissed me and nodded off. I lay there holding her slowly falling asleep and soon enough I passed out.

I laughed and kicked the ground. As I was pacing the awning area a black dodge truck pulled up and lauren hopped in. "Who…what…? Is that her boyfriend?" Samantha wrapped her arms around me and just sighed. "She didn’t wanna tell you…shes been basically using you to get cock until this boy manned up and basically you were a toy…" I just whimpered…like a scorned puppy. I was crushed….it was like the last time. I wasn’t good enough again. As I started to cry my phone rang. "H-hello?" "Its vince. I need you to some work this next Monday. Itll be the stuff you need to pay me back. We will talk then." it hung up and I just stood there crying and griting my teeth. I wanted to run away and break everything I saw. "Just calm down sam. She isnt worth it." Lexi tried to calm me down but I was just enraged. I screamed and groaned. "Im going home. Follow me or not I don’t care really but don’t think about trying shit." I hobbled into my viper and drove off to the house. When I pulled in I fell out of my car and just laid their crying. I heard the girls pull up and rush out of the car. "Lets get him in the house. Its been a night rougher than most men." I just groaned and kept streaming hot, hateful tears. As we got into the house I could see emily on the couch with her nose in a book. "Well hello e- is he ok?" "No hes been crushed by something that no man can really handle…rejection." "Was it lauren?" I nodded and just sobbed. "Come here sammy." I slowly limped over to emily and she wrapped me up in her arms. "Shhhh its ok big guy." she stroked my hair and rubbed my chest. "Youre home now and no one will ever let you get hurt like that again." I just cried into her chest and kept thinking about all the bull shit I dealt with. I slowly got up took my pills and got the two pieces of paper out of my pocket. They were numbers one from the doc and the other from kylie. I plugged both the numbers in my phone and popped my back. "Im gonna go to bed yall. Night." I walked upstairs set a 11:30 alarm and stripped down to my boxers. As I lay there I slowly accepted sleeps embrace and blacked out. I woke up the next morning early, about 10 ish and saw a squad car out front. God damn it I thought. I showered, changed and got some blood and took my meds. I got my crutches and hobbled out to the car. "Hey son! Ready to go already?" the officer was taller and buff as hell. "Well I figured might as well." He chucked. I sat in the back and I asked him a precarious question. "Have yall ran my back ground yet?" "Oh no son we need your prints first." as we got into the station I made my move on him. "Officer you have the wrong man. I didn’t see anything and youll let me speak to the other officers." He nodded and led me to the office. "You all have the wrong man. I saw nothing. Forget what you asked me and that you even knew me." they all nodded and I walked out. Just like that I was free. I walked home from the station, a good four mile walk. As I walked I heard an engine behind me. Then I saw a motor bike pass me and stop, turn around and park. "I thought I told you to keep off that leg." it the doctor, clad in jean shorts and a white tank top. I just oggled her figure and blushed. "Get on. Ill get you home." I hoisted my self onto the back of the bike and we sped off. When we arrived I hopped off and she followed me in. I wanted to say tha-" Before I could blink she had me by my shirt collar. "Well well…well. You disobey my orders, get into trouble and expect not to have any back lash?" I just looked at her and nodded yes. "I just..i want to forget so I did what I wanted." She giggled. "Boys your age always surprise me. So much life and excitement. But still im unsure if you know who I really am and why you didn’t text me?" I was just slack jaw and looking for answers. "I am the stand in leader around here and you and some other kid are supposed to replace me. And ill be damned if I get some dumb shit to take the throne." I nodded at her and she let me go. I grabbed her waist and kissed her. "That was for the ride home maam." She kissed me back and smirked. "Ill go now. And I want you to call me soon ok?" "Ok." she walked out and closed the door behind her. I walked around the house and heard squeaking coming from upstairs. I walked to emilys room and listened and just heard odd noises, reared back and shouldered the door down. "What the hell man?!" "Yeah sam what the fuck are you doing?!" I just stood there. "Thought we had bad company. I mean I aint wrong but oh well." I walked out, grabbed the door and went outside. I grabbed some hinges from a tool box and a new door handle from the toolbox aswell. I started to fix the handle first and finally got the new handle on and got the hinges put on. "What a fucking mess." lauren was behind me. "Come to tell me about using me?" I heard her laugh. "You thought you were my type? I like my men smart tall and ripped not short dumb and quiet. Not to mention a shitty driver." I picked the door up and set it on the frame and screwed it in again. "That’s cold but what should I expect." "Ive got places to be bitch so….kay bye go have some more fun with that boy toy." I limped out to my viper and shot off. My phone rang and I picked up "Hello?" I heard moaning and lexi and samantha. "Sammy come over. We have a problem." the phone hung up and I wondered one thing. How did they get kylie into this shit? I got to kylies house and saw lexis lykan parked outside. I ran in the house as fast as I could and didn’t see anyone. I felt hands on my neck, chest and in my hair. "Welcome to my parlor. Said the spider to the fly." I was surrounded. "W-whats going on here?" I was mezmerized. "Turns out kylie isnt all human either, more like half siren and now that she has you here…were going to make you fuck us." I followed them to kylies room and they got me undressed. "Mmmmm damn I could just eat you up." lexi whispered in my ear. I shivered and they pushed me on the bed. I was making out with kylie and sam while lexi jerked my cock. "I think he can fuck all three of us and not even get close girls!" I felt her mouth wrap around my cock and I moaned. "Fuck meee..that…" I was cut off by lexi shoving her pussy in my face. I licked her clit and forced my tongue in her hole and teased her. She was riding my face and moaning for more. I could feel lexi and samantha work on my cock. Each sucking and jerking in sync. I rolled out from kylie and pinned her down, slamming my cock in her pussy and she gasped. "Ohhhhh fuck!" she clawed my hips and bit my lip. "I want that cock in me forever!" I pounded her pussy as hard as I could. "Im going to make it so you cant walk for a week!" I kept fucking her harder faster and deeper until she came so hard she rolled out from under me panting and moaning. "Whose next?" lexi jumped on me and grabbed my hips pulling them to hers. "I want a ride baby." she pushed me to the wall and slid onto my cock. "Ohhhhh yes that’s it!"I picked her up and started slamming her onto my cock. "Im so fucking done playing around!" I rapidly slammed myself into her as she started to grip my shoulders. "Ohhh fuck youre so tight!" I was close to cumming again and started to feel myself black out in ecstasy. I came in her within minutes and rolled over onto the foot of the bed. "No more im spent." they laughed and looked down at me. "Well lets get him home girls." I sat shot gun in my viper as we rode home. I saw a tarp and a car under it. We pulled up and I limped out slowly looking at it and I heard vince behind me. Lexi sold her super car and bought this for you. No payback is needed man." im taking the viper though." I nodded and shook vinces hand. "Lexi what did you buy for you?" "I got a comaro, ya know nothing fancy." I laughed and ripped the tarp off the car. "No! you didn’t?!" I saw an exact replica of my GTR. "Shes just how I left her…I cant even begin to say thank you enough." I hugged her and started to laugh. "But sam what about that girl? Arent you worried?" I looked at samantha and shook my head. "Nah. No time to be worried." vince drove the viper off and took it where, I don’t know. I limped back into the house and looked around. Clothes on the couch and on the floor. "Well I guess shes here with him again." I just kicked her clothes around and sat on the sofa. "Maybe shell not use me one day. And when that day comes ill deny her." "Sam don’t say that." Emily walked out of her room and hugged lexi and sam. "And kylie its nice to see you around. By the way hes nothing but trouble." She winked at me and kylie laughed. "Oh trust me I know maam." I looked at my new car and remembered the wreck. I started to wonder if that girl could find me here in the states or even worse if she already had. I was snapped out of my thoughts by emily tapping my shoulder. "Hello? Earth to sam! Wanna go to the movies?" I snapped out of my thoughts and shook myself. "Yeah sure, sounds like a plan." But still I wondered about that girl. I figured id ask more about her later. "Lets all get ready we have a big day out." emily walked into her room and closed the door. I walked to the counter took my pills and drank some blood to wash them down. I walked up to my room and closed the door. I took my clothes off. I sighed and looked in my closet for something to wear. "It aint fair..im always thrown away eventually." I pushed my clothes aside and found my shoes I got my clothes out and ready then hopped into the shower. I washed my self off when I heard moaning and pounding. I assumed it was lauren and her boy toy. Damn can I just get some peace and quiet? I dried my self off and exited the bathroom to my room. I got changed and looked around. Someone had been in here or still was here. I was dead quiet and just listened. I heard a inhale from my closet and pulled my doors open to see robby sitting on my shoes. "Yeah so this is happening." He said laughing. "I may be stabbed but it was easier getting in here then out of my house." I laughed and helped him up. "So I had plans with the girls but if you wanna tag along I could use some back up bro." as soon as we got downstairs all I heard was a pop in the floor boards and I put my self between lauren and robby, ramming my shoulder into her abdomen. "Oh fuck! What?!" robby was confused as to what I had just done. "He shouldn’t be here hes not one of us!" lauren was furious and half naked. "And what of your fuck toy?" "Hes different. Hes not aware of us." "Well fuck you. Im here bitch and you wanna mess with bro here you mess with me." "Robby quiet. We are leaving." me and robby walked out and lauren just slammed the door behind us. Everyone else was waiting outside. "Late addition to the party but he kinda flew under our radar." Robby waved to lexi samantha emily and kylie. I saw robby and kylie lock eyes. They both sat in the back of my nissan while emily and samantha rode in emilys car and lexi sat shotgun with me. As we drove I asked robby what all he remebers and to him it was all a blur but her knew it was a woman. I chewed the thought all the way to the movie theater. As we pulled up I saw my sisters best friend. Kelsey laneright. I let my blow off valve hiss and every one looked. Me robby samntha lexi and emily walked to the front doors and I held them open for them. I quickly slid inside and hoped kelsey didn’t see me. I just kinda hung closer than normal to my group of friends. I heard them going on about a movie when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I jumped and saw her. Standing there with tiffany and stephanie. My sisters former co-workers. To say the least I wanted to vomit. I just stood there, a quivering mess then they spoke. "Oh my gawsh like who fuck is he!?" kelsey was clearly drunk as were the other two. "Hesh so fuckin hot!" I kinda just stood there and stuttered. "He looks sorta familiar." "Nah yall don’t im just here with my sisters.." I could barely speak and thank god they were drunk. I just walked off and followed the others inside. "Whats the plan y'all?" I asked glancing over my shoulder, hoping that they didn’t follow us. "Well it’s a chick flick so brace your selves for it boys and get the tissues." I groaned at the thought of two hours of sappy love bull shit and horrible sex scenes, as is always the cliché. "I think its word as fuck man! Lets just see the movie and criticize later." I nodded at robby and just sighed. I was in it for the long haul. We got to the movie theatre ticket hub and paid. I was dreading this shit and as we got popcorn lexi grabbed my belt loop and pulled me close. She leaned in and kissed me deeply. "You sit through this and ill fuck those pretty brains of yours right outta your skull." I was insta-whipped and gave her a yes maam and followed suit. I slowly faded into my thoughts as the screen faded to black. I felt lexi lean into me and grab my hand. I slowly started to doze off. I could hear my self snore and it would wake me up, but I was finally woken up by lexi pulling at my arm. "Hey we gotta go. Weve been called in for a council meeting sam. Lets go!" I shook my self up a little and cleared my throat. "Ill get robby home ill meet yall at the house." I grabbed robby and we ran to my car. "Whats the deal bro? everything ok?" "Yeah man just some family issues lets get you home. Ok?" He nodded and we sped off. I hit a red light and prepared to launch the car through the ten mile straight away. I launched it sending robby back into his seat and covering a mile in under a minute. We reached the halfway point when blue lights popped up behind me. "Fuck….lets see if he can play keep up." I pushed my car to about 170 and soon enough the lights faded. We turned into his neighborhood and heard the sirens scream by. "Take it easy bro. call me tomorrow!" I zoomed off reaching the house five or so minutes later. Two black suv like vehickles sat in the drive way. I got out and entered the house with caution. As I approached the door it swung open. "Ah! Theres the young man." and elderly man approached me. "He feels powerful. Now tell me my boy what have you discovered in the short time you’ve been one of us?" "Well there is the uh..blinding speed, enhanced reflexes, boosted strength, regeneration, and mind altering." The elderly man nodded and smiled. "All I hoped for. You see my boy we need some one like you. From what ive heard youre a righteous and brave lad. So we want to see where you are in three years time. Then this council convene yet again and see which one of you is worthy out of the males in this clan." I nodded and looked at the other twelve people. And there was that blue headed doctor lady. "So three years of doing what? School? Training?" "Oh my boy you will be sent to robershaws academy for outstanding young men and women. Its located in upstate new york. You will leave in three days time." He shook my hand and walked out side waving for the others to follow. I just kinda stood there and looked around. "Welllll I mean I guess no isnt an answer?" I looked to the girls with something mixed with sadness confusion and anger in my eyes. "We should have told you sam…" "Im not mad but I have three days of freedom left. Im gonna say my goodbyes and then ill be back in three years." I gave them all a hug went upstairs and started packing. I packed photos clothes shoes and plenty of cigs. As I packed my phone went off and I picked up. "hello?" "Nice work saving your pal. When we met in dubai I knew id be in for the long haul." The phone call ended and I dropped it and looked at it in horror. She know my number what else does she know? I kept packing and finished up around midnight everyone was asleep. I got a text around five minutes later. It was her and she wanted me to meet her at the park. The adress popped up and I got the rout to it. I slowly snuck out and snuck my car out I got out to the end of the drive way and started her up. "Ok…..time to get this done I guess." I drove over to the park and saw a blacked out corvette. I slowly got out and stood by my car. She opened her door and walked over to me. "Hmph looks like youre harder to kill than most." "Yeah." I was staring through her. "Im so shocked you havent hit me yet. Whats stopping you?" it could be the fact that you arent worth it or maybe it’s the other two girls you have closing in on me." I started to tense up and I struck at the one on my right. I landed a blow on her diaphragm and she went down. They werent the fastest but I wasn’t whining. I dispatched the other one by a swift blow to the gut and it was me and her. "Leave now…and leave my friends alone." she scoffed and dove at me with speed that rivaled mine. We threw punches and kicks. I was slowly getting my ass beat. I finally pulled back. "Look why are you doing this?" "Im an elite huntress. Sent to dispatch your kind." "You are one of us. Why kill your own kind?" "I despise who I am and if I can kill more of you than I can count ill be happy for once." I was done with this. I kicked her square in the head and knocked her as out cold. I grabbed her phone and deleted all traces of my exsistance and then called her security. "shes probably dead." I dropped the phone and drove off. I just hit a buncha chicks…highly dangerous chicks responsible for the harm of my friend but girls…. I just kept driving and I got a call from aaron. "Hey man whats up?" "Hey gurl im at the airport. Got laid over in atlanta but anyway…can I get a ride?" "Yeah man be there in 15." "Thanks bro we gotta catch up." I hung up and mad my way over. I arrived and he wasn hard to spot out of a crowd. I signaled for him and he dropped his shit in the back. "How did you live?" I looked at him and laughed. "Vampires man, always assume its them." He laughed and I just looked at the road. "Im leaving in three days time. I have school in newyork man. We need to get the gang together and have a hoorah before then." "What for man?" "That’s unclear to me right now but ill let you know when I get there." we pulled up to his moms place and he hopped out. "Call me tommorow man. I worry." "Iwill aaron." I drove off to the house. I walked in the front door and sighed. My mind was running all over the place. I went back upstairs stripped down and fell onto my bed. "Ahhh peace at last." "Peace? No more like a piece of that ass." I heard lauren from somewhere in the room. "Go away seductress. Ive had a long night." "Oh I heard. So I figured I atleast owe you this." she was moving in on me. I felt her grab my head and hug me. I was between her tits and I just hugged her back. "Im such a bitch I know…im sorry about it. I wish I had never done all the things I did." I just sighed. "I don’t know why but I forgive you whole heartedly." I felt her lay beside me and pull me to her. She started pulling my hair, my main turn on. "Lauren…cmon.." "What its just soft…yet thick." I groaned. "Donnnnnt. Youre being very unfair and not nice." my protests fell on deaf ears. "Just relax if I wanted some id have it but im here to talk and if you can talk coherently annnnd not get touchy I'll make you happy you obeyed." I shuddered. "ok what?" "Why do you even care about this school? Its not like you can fit in." "Im not going to fit in. im gonna make some kind of difference." she was silent. I just felt her hands run down my back and pull my hair some more. "So brave…your sister jean would have been proud." I was falling asleep fas and turned over to her and kissed her. "Im going to sleep. Lets finifh this tommorow." I nodded off and finally felt the peace fulness of sleep. When I woke up lauren was still asleep. "Damn shes a heavy sleeper." I saw what time it was and I was impressed. 10 in the morning. I felt good and I felt like itd be a good day. I made my way to the shower and turned the water on. I stepped in and slicked my hair back. "Care if I join you?" lauren was draped in one of my shirts and her black panties. "Yea if you play nice." She stripped down and hopped in. I started to wash my chest and I felt her hands move mine away and she took over. I felt her wash my chest with great detail. "oh cmon now. We cant have you doing this shit can we?" I sighed. "That feels nice…" she started to wash my hair and I shivered. As she finished up I streched. "Want me to get you?" "No sir I got it you get fixed up go say your good byes. Youre leaving tonight get into town before this storm hits the east." I laughed and went downstairs to find lexi lounged on the floor with emily. I sat behind them and ruffled lexis hair. "So what are yall doing today?" "Well were going out of town, save you, and well be back next week." I laughed. "Im leaving tonight, so I have limited time." I crawled beside lexi and she hugged me. "Were gonna miss you. I hope youre safe up state." I kissed them both "I have few things to do but my stuffs ready so im set there." I called the schools number that emily wrote on the fridge and stayed on the pgone with them for a good two hours and when I was done I was kinda giddy. It sounded fun yet challeging. It was around one when I made all the arrangements for my early arrival and by then I had said my good byes to the girls and emily. About three or so I heard a ring at the door and I opened it. "Oh hey kylie..whats up?" "Heard you were leavin…I wanted to say goodbye in my own way." She shut and locked the door behind her. "I really am gonna miss you." she grabbed my hips and kissed me. I knew where this was going so I pulled my shirt off and we started to make out on the couch. I finally got her out of her clothes and vice versa. She bit my neck and moaned. "I want you to fuck me like youll never come back." "Yes maam." I slid into her already wet cunt, going all the way in. "Oh fuuuuuck yes sammy that’s it." I pinned her down and went at it, fucking her faster and faster, she clawed my back and hips. "I want you to make sure I remember this." I nodded and slammed all of my cock into her, seemingly breaking her. She howled in pleasure and pain as I fucked her herder than ive fucked any one else. "Shove that fat cock in me! God please fuck me harder!" "You want harder??" I responded with all my might. Feeling my self get close I pulled out outting my head between her legs and licked her cunt. I slid my tongue up and down her slit, biting sucking and sticking my tongue in her. She was practically screaming. "I wanna suck you off. Please?" I stood up and she licked the head of my cock slowly. I shuddered. She completely swollowed my member whole and didn’t even gag. I was moaning and shaking, getting closer by the second until I couldn’t stand it and came down her throat. "FUUUUUCK!" she just stared up at me and smiled swollowing it all down like a pro. I fell back and she giggled. Its late big boy. almost time to leave." I looked over and she was right. It was almost five. She got dressed and headed for the door. "Come back to us ok?" "I promise I will." she walked out and I slowly got dressed, grabbed my keys and hopped into my car suitcase and all. I drove off and twenty minutes on the road I started to cry a little. Three years away….maybe I I can make it I thought to myself.

"So fucked all of it.. So fucked…." "Sammy baby whats wrong?" "Some one fucking…shes dead and its all fucked….some one killed jess! She never did any thing to anyone!" I laid there sobbing hitting the ground and cursing whoever did this. "I wanna go home! I want to go home!" "Sam please you cant yet. Ill stay here with you but you know mom has to work. Ill stay too baby. Me and lexi will keep you safe we promise." "I love you so much lauren..lexi thank you so much…I need to lay down. If you need me ill be upstairs…" I sulked into the bedroom upstairs and began to mentaly lock up. I didn’t want anyone getting close again, or I didn’t want to love anyone anymore. It all gets taken anyway. I laid down and curled up hugging my pillow. "Sam? Sam, were gonna come in ok?" "No please just don’t. if she can die then whats stopping you two from dying?" "Sam you know were well protected and we wont die." The door opened slowly and both girls got into the bed with me, holding me close. "We are never gonna leave you…we promise." "I don’t wanna go back to that room…I wanna go home. I wanna just never go back there.." I couldn’t stop whimpering. "Sam please..you have to. We want you to succeed and if you don’t want to lead..then you don’t have to. Just get an education. Its what your parents would want." "Ya know youre right… thank you two for being so patient with my sobbing ass." I kissed them both. And before I could blink I was being held from behind by lexi and lauren was ripping my clothes off. "Time to show you how much weve missed you baby." I watched lauren take my whole cock down her throat and just wink at me. Like what the fuck..i really wont complain though. "That’s it baby..whose cock tastes the best?" she took my cock out of her mouth and smack her face. "Your cock sammy. I really…want…sex now sooo. Lets fuck!" lexi pulled me to the floor and took her pants off and kicked off her panties. "Are you hungry sammy? I know you are addicted to pussy so I know you must be." I felt lauren slide down onto my cock whille lexi sat on my face. I was in heaven yet again. "Fuck sammy eat my pussy like you mean it!" I slipped my tongue inside her and I felt her thighs clamp down on my head and laurens nails drag down my chest. "I think hes grown a little since I last got any!" lauren was slamming herself onto me ferociously. "God damn it sam you eat pussy the best. Oh fuck baby!" I kept bitting sucking flicking her clit until she came all over my face. "Damn it lauren! Im gonna cum!" "No youre not sam not until big sister has finished!" she grabbed my cock and held back my load to the point of pain. "Please hurry lauren shit this hurts!" "Shut up and wait baby im gonna…FUUUCK!" we both came at the same time and she dug her nails into my chest almost tearing my flesh open. "Good job lil bro.c I see u still got that same fire." "Lil bro?" "Well basically yeah you are technically our brother but hey me and lexi just think its kinky." "I think its pretty kinky too I mean if I had actual sisters like you id try and smash regularly." they bothed started laughing. "Cmon big boy you’ve got class tommorow lets get in bed and get some rest." We crawled into bed and snuggled up close and soon fell alseep. I woke up around seven or so and hopped out of bed. The girls were still in bed so I just showered and and got dressed. I walked into school just ready to leave. I paced through the day and when I got to my dorm to get my clothes I broke down. Everything came flooding back. I was having a heavy panic attack. I pulled my phone out and dropped it twice before calling emily. "Hell-" "Emily please come to the school..i cant breathe im crying please come help me I feel like im gonna die.." I dropped the phone sobbing and gasping for breath. Finally I heard her. "Where is he?! Where is my baby!Sam!" I heard peyton call for her from a dorm over and they both rushed in. "Baby boy whats wrong??" "Its like im crushed here I remember her..i just wanted to get my things and go." *Cough cough cough* I threw up almost all over my old my bed. "Be a dear and grab his clothes for me will you..?" "Peyton." "Thank you peyton. Follow me to the car if you would?" emily picks me up in her arms, her ARMS! And carries me more than two footbalfeilds out to her car. Now im no small fry I did weigh 170 by now still about 5'9 ish and I was just a mess coughing crying into her shoulder. "Shhhhh baby boy its gonna be ok I promise im here and itll all be ok. I swear." "Peyton be a dear yet again and come by this adress around four or five and have dinner please? I know sam needs friends at a time like this. You know jess was close to him and he was close to her." "Yea ill be here around 4:30." "Thank you hun and if you cant make it you can call sam im sure he will understand." Emily slid me into the passenger seat and kissed me. "Shhhhhh youre gonna be ok baby." She got into the driver seat and drove off. "Hey girls are you home? No? ok when you get home get ready were having company. And sams had a rough day, so yeah just be ready please? Thanks love yall." "Emily…am I weak? Does this make me small or meek?" "NO! baby no it happens..granted its mostly the human in you coming out. I havent met many vampires who have had a panic attack but im sure its possible. So think nothing of it." we finally got home, after me crying my eyes out the whole way and complaining about how ive had so much shit happen to me. "Cmon sam I know its tough but I feel like this is that last trial. Its only up from here baby boy. Trust me. Youre birth day is in a month huh? Tell me what you want." we got into the house and she pulled me to the couch holding me to her. "Any thing you want its yours." "I want a family vacation to the beach. I wanna fish, lay out in the sun and just do things I used to do before all of this. Please?" "That sounds amazing sweety. We can stay out in the light wich is a plus. Perks of being genetically built. So who all else do you want to bring?" well taylor, robby and maybe some of the girls friends can come." "Wll ill throw some things into the mix on the big day." "Yes maam november 21st!" "Were going to make it amazing for you." The door swung open. "What happened to him?" "God lex it aint like he got shot…right mom?" No girls sams fine, just a little break down is all. We were talking about his big day coming up. Isnt that right?" "Well sam what doo you want from us? We know you’ve been thinking about it." "I..uhm..id like some new boots and a buckle with my initial on it. My old initial. A big gold M. and I kinda wanna trade my GTR in. I really want a truck again. Maybe a big deisel?" Emily looked at me funny and gasped. "I know. We can go today. Well get your truck tommorow and if you really want the gtr gone that can be arranged tonight I know an auction that we can sell it at." "But emily I want it lifted maybe and some rims and tires. I don’t wanna sound like a-" "No you only turn 18 once sam. Lets do it right." "Mom where do you know to buy a truck at?" "Alexis we saw a dealership near albany!" There was a knock at the door. "Oh shit that’s peyton! Girls get cleaned up and ill start dinner. Sam get the door." I walked over and I opened the door and there stood peyton. "Hey brother!" "Brother bother!" we shook hands. "Damn son whod you have to fuck to live here?" "Well it didn’t take fucking me to let him stay here sweetie." "Oh my appologies maam I didn’t see you." "Its fine dude shes heard me say worse." "And ill beat your ass if it happens again young man. Now you and peyton chill out while I get dinner ready and maybe start looking at trucks for your big day." me and peyton sat at the laptop scrolling through kelly blue book looking ad diesels. "Hey man what about a 3500 cummings 6.9 liter? All wheel drive?" "Shit yea peyton that’s the one. White all over." "Boys girls! Dinner is ready! Come and get it!" me and peyton ran over to the table and sat down grabbing our forks. "Giiiirls! Cmon now!" I heard footsteps running down the stairs. "Well hello girls. Took you long enough." "Sorry mom. We had to power shower and then attempt to look half assed good lookin." all three girls walked down but only lauren and lexi stopped to hug me from behind and kiss me on the cheek. "Dude those are your sisters?" Peyton whispered under his breath. "Dude nooooo they are like sisters to me but no not for you brother man." "So sam who is this young man?" "Young man? Im willing to bet were the sa-" "Im 24 and lexi here is 25." "Sorry peyton. Outta your league." "Girls this is sams friend peyton. He helped sam out today so I figured wed show him some hospitality." "Emily this looks fantastic! Holy shi-" emily swooped in and popped my back about the time I cursed." "No sir now you know better than that." "So sam what happened me and lex were a little worried." I had a mouth full of spaghetti and I looked up. "From what I saw maam he had a uh panic attack I guess due to the incident that happened last night and walking into the dorm room must have really messed with him." I nodded and continued to engulf my food. "He aint wrong. But I just…gotta live with it and I know shed want me to finish school and do well and to succeed. But I know everyone will miss her throughout the school." "Amen brother man." we made small talk while we ate and finally we were finished. "Peyton lets get this cleaned up for emily and the girls. Its kinda my thing." "Sure man." as we were cleaning peyton finally asked me. "So have you smashed yet?" "Uhhhhh what?" "You know have you fucked them?" "Ok man cmon I may love sex but nah man I mean they are like family. But if I could…then yeah most definatley." "Hahahahaaaa! My man!" we finished cleaning up and peyton wound up having to leave which sucked cause I was really wanting to tell him the truth but I guess tonight just wasn’t it. "He is a hoot! Sam are all your other friends this funny?" "Nooooo no no no just him. To be honest he even asked if we fucked!" "Well did you tell him?" "Nope. He shouldn’t need to know that." "can I just stay home tonight? I just wanna sleep yall can go out and sell her granted I want one last pic with her, aside from that im out for the night." "Yeah honey cmon." I stood on the roof of my GTR holding my trophy from my first race and giving my biggest smile I could. "Whos taking her off?" samantha is and itll just be you and alexis. We may as well get shopping done so we will see yall later ok?" "Bye mom! Love you!" as soon as I said it I almost cried. "Saaaaaam that’s so sweet. You do believe were family?" "Well yea I do I really do." lexi kissed me and blushed. "Im so glad youre ok…all that’s happened to you I can see how youd want to just break some times." "But I cant break. Im going to be a pillar of granite and I will be something." lexis cell phone rang. "Yello?" "No way they cant put that on him!" "I know hes got a tough reputation but I didn’t know he did that." "K..love you by mom." She glared at me. "So you neglected telling us about the three hunters you whipped up on a while back? Are you fucking broken sam?! We need to know that so we can handle it the right way!" "Well excuse me lex im tried to be me ya know… A FRAK of nature! And I guess they wanted these fucking hands." "Well now the twelve wanna pull you into a deployment of 5 others to knock off some hunters in albany…… god damn it sam cant you stay outta trouble?" I laughed and smiled. "No maam trouble and me got too much history to just part ways." I kissed her deeply and held her tight. "Promise youll come back? These are usually punishments resulting indeath and or capture." "I will come back I promise tell emily to keep things going normal and ill be back soon." we waited about a hour before a black hummer pulled up and a uniformed officer got out. "Are you samuel minshew?" "Yes sir I am." "John mcdowell youre mine until this little dabce is done. Cmon son." "Love you lex. Ill be back a week tops." "You better not get killed dumb ass I love you too." I sat in the back with another officer who got my personal info incase of death. "Whats the plan boss?" "Oh straight to buisness huh? You know youll probably die right?" "Oh pfffffft fuck these guys. Im not that easy to kill sir." "So ive heard. Well youll be a mile out side of albany with four others. Youre the most…logical so youll have to lead these guys and shit…so theres at least 20 plus in this subway station. It was abandoned in the 30's. think you can do this?" "Yes I do sir. I think ill do whatever it takes to keep those I love safe." "Tell me son was your dad..your birth parent. Was he military?" "Yes he was. As was his dad and his daddy before him. Its in my blood." "Were here. Lets go." I hopped out and saw something I wouldn’t have seen. These guys and one girl weret my age. "Gentleman you all have stepped out of line. This is your get out of shit ticket or…your damnnation, am here is youre current coordinator listen to him and maybe you all wont die." They left us at the gate, no guns or protection, just us. "Huddle up" they all just looked at me so I gave them all a swift punch to the abdomen. "God damn it men look at me and listen. We are hellish creatures. We walk the streets and we strike terror into those who see us. Were fucking storm troopers. We eat shit kill kill shit eat. We don’t need guns or armour. We have terror on our side. These fuckers want you dead. And will play dirty, take cheap shots and do anything to get that pretty head of yours. Now do you want to die like a bitch?" they shook their heads. "Gooooood, good. Now I need your names. The tallest boy, had green and yellow hair tips looked alittle more shy than I would have liked. "Im carson." "You!" I pointed at a beefy black boy who stood about 6'4 and looked like he could eat my fuckin soul. "Im d--denzel harber." "My fucking god denzel youre a big mother fucker why are you shaking?" "I don’t wanna die mister..i wann go home." "Well too fuckin bad son but youre here with me and my ass so might as well start facing facts, you will kill these fucks or ill rip you a new one then hand you over to the big guys up top." "You!whats youre name sweet heart?" "Im harper lee davis. And I will not do this shit, I did what I did to protect my little brother." "So youre telling me that you wont kill the same people who got after ya own kin? Are you just that fucking selfish?" "No I just think its dumb." "WHEEEEEEEEELL! I do not give one blue fuck if youre bored you don’t have that luxury tonight you can be pumped to protect that little man you hold so dear. Does that not want to make you fight?" "It does bu-" "But noting. Youre here so fight." and I finally got to the last man. "You. Whats your name?" "khan. Khan is all ive ever been called." "Got any folks khan?" "My parents stay in Vietnam and japan on buisness so I just think im my own guardian." Am I gonna have to crawl your ass to son?" "No sir I wanted to be here." "A little odd you are but I like it. Ok storm troopers. This is where we get our shit clear. You are responsible for you and the man beside you. No one comes after me. Im a big boy, I can hold my dick with my own hands. Now lets go." I grabbed the fence and started to pull it apart. "Shit. Hey D, give me a hand." denzel moved me aside and pulled it apart like it was paper. "Ok be stealthy eyes and ears open at full alert." we got to the door. It was already open.and we just walked in. I saw the first man and I halted the group. "Got him." I was like lightning. I grabbed his neck, drank from him the snapped it. "D you got next man. Don’t miss or they will find you, those you love and kill them all." that’s all that som bitch needed. He was upon the next man before I could realie it and broke his neck with a literal chop. "Like that boss?" "That’s it son now carson youre up. There were three guys. "Oh shit. Do I just get one or all three." "Take them all son." he breathed in and closed his eyes. I saw their heads pop like baloons. "Remind me to neeeeeever piss you off." we crept behind a platform pillar and harp was next. "Hell….alright. She walked up to both of them and sank both her arms elbow deep into their chests. And licked them clean. There was a group of six and I just grabbed my thighs. "Kha-" he was staring at the ceiling hard and grinned. I saw him flash to a support beam and the ceiling fell, killing them all. I saw lights come on and then to twenty guys ran out looking right us. "Well well well boys, new trophies, get em." they rushed us. GET TWO AND THEN TWO MORE! GO NOW!!" saw denzel rush after his two as did the others. I was matched with four guys who had swords of all things. I took one guys arm off first go and too a stab from another. "Fuck!" I ran straight ahead and came off the blade grinning. "Imma take ya left leg." "Try m-" I grabbed his leg before he could blink and ripped it off. Then I broke his neck. I saw my group dismantling these jokers. I killed the lst two I had and I looked up. "Five more! Regroup and kill!" I got the tallest guy who was literally as fast as me. This was a fist fight we went blow for blow. He was tougher than a human. "You will die boy." "Fuck me right? Death is sooo scary." I got a blow on his ribs and he opened up. I showered him with kicks and knees to the body. He finally fell. "You know you cant win scum. You will fail." I grabbed his head and butted mine to his crushin it. When we were done I called khan over. "Khan lookie here boy boy!" he ran over and gasped. "Inhibitors?" "Maybe." "These guys were surgically beefed and built to kill." "Well report this to the superiors. Now then storm troopers. Move out and fuck off!" we high fived and laughed. When we emerged it was about 4 or so in the morning. "Hey harp, sorry about the gut shot earlier." "Its cool we needed reigning in. thanks boss." the humvee pulled up. And john hopped out. "Ill be damned. You actually did it?" "Call us storm troopers suit man." Harp spoke up. "Yeah we shit eat kill and we are the force of terror on those who will not live peacefully with us." Khan was grinning ear to ear. "Sir, we want to be peace keepers but also decimate those who see to disrupt our coexsistance with hmans and other races." "I like your thinking son. Can we call on you again if needed?" "Sir yes sir!" we all said in unison. "So what will you be called?" "Stormtroopers." "I like it. Gets my piss hot ladies. Now then will get you all home." we all exchanged numbers and gave hugs and hand shakes. "Hey sam?" "Yeah harp?" she pulled me in and kissed me. "Your hot and if you ever need someone to keep you focused…let me know." I hopped into a hummer and we rode off. "So stromtroopers? It seems apt considering the pictures im receiving. You guys did a number on this encampment." "We did what we had to. All there is to it." we arrived at my house. The girls were waiting. I guess they got a call from these guys. I walked out blood soaked. Then the best part even though I was filthy I got swarmed by hugs and kisses. "Told yall I was coming back I even made some new friends." "Well good now lets get you inside and cleaned up." I got stripped down and tossed into the tub. "Guys sheild ya eyes! Jesus." "Oh hush we gotta hurry and clean you up, youre off school today and we gotta get shit done done pipsqueak." I was clean from head to toe. "Now shave." "What!? Noooo." "Do it or youre grounded mister." I pulled out a razor and sighed. "Alright get out I don’t want anyone seeing this murder." I took my time some what and I realized how I never had a jawbone..damn I had a baby face. I walked out and popped my neck. "Done." "Awwwww oh my god hes a wittle babyyyy yes him issss!" lexi was taunting me. "OKOK enough cmon. "Sam you look thirteen." "EMILY!" "What hun its true." "I think its sexy…id ri-" "Ok lauren please hahaha cmon I just decimated a group of thirty odd something men. I need some space. We can be kinky later." "You guys are ross im going to bed." "Whats samanthas deal shes been so distant." "Samntha really loves taylor. And she wants to turn him either that or denounce her vampiracy…..my own daughter…" "Emily if she does shes a smart girl shes got two degrees and she is tough. If she goes youd have to just accept it..i know that’s tough but we take a lesson this week. Letting go, we must all let go of something in our lives. For me it was more than most….but look. I turned out great! So no sadness, only smiles. Its time to go do great things today ladies. Btw id like a tatoo. Pretty please??" "Welllll I guess sam but nothing big or flashy." "Yes maam! Fuck yea!" I texted stormtrooperz, our group chat. "Meet at the west and fifth tatoo parlor and if you can get this tatoo." I sent an imperial empire logo with storm troopers written in the middle. It was maybe a 4x4 tattoo. I got all yes sirs on that one. "So what are you getting sam?" "This." I showed emily. "storm troopers?" "That’s what our little group is called. Were officially. Well…..troopers we are the bad asses apperently. And the big dogs wanna see more of u-" my phone went off. "hello?" "Is this samuel?" "Yes sir." This is marcus zelril. Leader of the twelve I sent you to new yourk. I have request from some soldiers who I trust that you and a gang of other, four to be exact. To be listed as strom…troopers?" "Yes sir a specialist unit. We are peace keeping fuckmothering vampires sir." "Well I uhm I approve but you will train these men and women and all recruit ments go through you and your calls can and will fuck you over if you arent careful. Good bye, welcome to the ranks trooper." the line cut out. "YEEEEEEEES STORMTROOPERS BABY! EAT SHIT KILL REPEAT!" "whoa now troopers…did you do.." "HA nooo maam were just a specialist unit were small now and were going to keep peace mostly, but if troubles we will crush it." "Samuel mark I oughta beat your ass. You know you are supposed to finish school!" "I want to lead and this is an opportunity I cant pass up. I will climb up in no time ill consult the twelve tommorow after class, I promise. Not like I will be doing this alone." "Im still pissed. You might as well buy a grave plot now young man." we got out and I ran in but the girls stayed behind. "He has a point. He is already within the ranks. Best way to get to the twelve is be in the military or be a big wig throug school. So who leads our sect then mom? The current interm until another one is found by the twelve then the plans just change slightly now. But any way lets go in girls." "Ok so this one right?" "Yes sir. On my right shoulder." 30 minutes later I took the pic and stated all troopes are to follow suit. Everyone approved and we set the rules. We would train our stregnths and weaknesses on our own and when we were put on call for a mission we would be prepared to the best. "So sam, are you happy so far?" "Id be happy if we just all had a lazy day or a day in dubai again, im happy the most with you girls. I swear." "Well lets get that truck and those attatchments." When we got to the dealership I saw her immediately. A white 2010 dodge 3500 with a 6.7L cummings diesel all wheel drive. White white white everywhere. "This one baby? Is that right?" "Yes maam." we bought the truck and I immediately climbed in and started it up. "MMMMMM hell yea." I pulled out first and I stomped it, burning tires and blowing black smoke. "God damn boys and their trucks…hes already causing trouble." we got back to the house and I could see lexi crying. "Whoa whoa hey. Whats wrong?" "Nothings wrong sam I just found out out that my best friend amari, is getting married!!!" all the girls were in a tizzy. "So does this mean I have the house to myself and I can have a party?" "HA funny young man. Youre going with us and were leaving next weekend." " shes been single for literally fifty years meets this great human, tod and he is all about being a vampire and all that and they are getting married OHHHH im so excited." "My phone beeped and I saw atext from harper. "Boss we have an issue. Meet us at this adress please hurry." "Hey work calls. Nothing major just some business. Ill be home later I love yall. Tell your friend amari I said congrats." I got in my truck and drove about thirty minutes and pulled up to see khan harp denzel and carson all standing in someones front lawn and apperently khans folks were home. "My son has a tatoo and hes a soldier now?! No he is a mathematician and will be a scholar abroad! You tell me no more about this you little skank!" I saw her raise her hand and I dashed between them taking the hit. "Maam im here on buisness from the tweleve. We are an official group of the order and your son volunteered. Hes a good kid and ill ma_" "You will be silent you honkey tonk truck driving devil!" Khans dad sure could be….a dick from all ive seen. "You bring your posse of thugs here to tell us that our boy is a fighter? He was born a peaceful vampire, smart and good with his brain no use for guns and killing." "MOM SHUT UP! Im sorry but I find great pleasure in protecting those I love." "See yall the boy has big boy pants and makes big boy calls. Now then you can call our superior on this number here, and verify his entrance. He will train, he will do well and he will be safe. Disassemble and break down men." We all went home and I called emily. "Hello?" "Yeah emily? Can vampires use telekinesis in any way like to move shit or kill people?" "Well yea there are a few, but they are very rare and have to have the best genetics, why have you met one?" I believe I may have but any way im almost home love you bye." when I pulled up I saw samantha pacing in her window, like she was waiting on someone. I just brushed it off and went inside. Emily was working and I didn’t want to bug her so I made my way toalexis's room and knocked. "Its open!" I walked in and she was standing there naked with her hair in a towel. "Oh shit im so sorry! Ill just go." "No sir don’t. I want you in here." "Liiiike in the room or inside you." I said grinning. "Bed now. Clothes off now." I stripped down and she jumped on me immediately. "Im so fucking horny baby. Can you help me?" "I think so lex. Just lay back and let me fix that." I slowly slid into her and she gasped. I slowly pumped into her, kissing her and bitting her neck. I started to fuck her harder and she locked her legs around my back. I felt her nails dig into me and kept going I picked her up and pinned her to a wall and started to fuck her harder, I swear I dislocated her hip I fucked her so hard. "GOD DAMN! Cmon baby make me cum!" I lifted her up on my shoulders and started eating her out. "OH MY SHIT, CUMMINNNNNNG UHHHHHGGG!" she sprayed my whole face and started shaking. I bent her over the bed and slammed my cock into her, pulled her head back and grabbed her ass. "God someone wants it bad don’t they sammy?" I moaned harder than I have in a while. "Mmmm music to my ears baby. No stopping untill you’ve duped a huge load into my pussy." I slapped her ass and got as deep as I could get and came deep in her. "FUUUUCK!" I literally fell out of her panting. "Oh baby youre a mess." she took my cock in her mouth and sucked it clean, kissing the tip softly. "Cmon baby get up lets get halfway dressed." I slipped some shorts on and just said fuck the shirt. I walked down to see samntha and emily arguing. "Oh sam try and help me prove a very valid point to mom." "I uhm I will try. Hit me with it." "Well I want to be human again and mom says that its so ntrivial over a boy and I love him so much…what do you think?" on my mind currently: bomb ass sex with alexis. "Well I say give it a year at the least. If yall still love each other, then yea. Don’t you think emily? A year to humans is a long ass time so if she knows the consequences and accepts them..then her choice is hers and ill support her. I always have." "I suppose I can stand by her. She is my little girl and all." "Thank you mom. I love you so much." they hugged like a mother and daughter would as if samntha was pregnant or something. "Uhm hey emily. I think me and my boys are gonna go out to eat tonight would you and the girls wanna go with us?" "Well I have plans sammy, taylors in new York, so were gonna catch a movie. Im gonna go get ready love yall." "Well emily?" "Yeah ill go get ready tell lauren and lexi to get ready as well." "Yes maam." I went upstairs to laurens room and knocked. "Cmon in." "Hey girls." "Hey sammy. Whats up?" I hopped up onto the bed. "Well me and the boys are going out to eat tonight. To celebrate and whatnot, but were gonna go out and I just didn’t know if yall had plans." "Oh hun im sorry but we have to go to alabama for a little bit. Mom probably for got but something came up." As soon as she said that emily walked in. I totally forgot girls we had a trip." "We told him mom." "Hun im so sorry. Maybe we can go out after the wedding and all of your buddys can come here and we can grill out?" "Hell yea! Sounds amazing." "Well heres my debit card. Buy the parts for your truck and have some detail work put to it and maybe we can all go for a ride when we get home?" "Cmon girls hurry it up. Were loosing light!" I walked into my room put my jeans, boots and a long sleeve tee on. I heard my phone ring. "Hello?" "Hey boss its denzel we can meet up at your place, if that’s ok?" "Well yea man round up the minions and shit lets get lit." "Aight boss see ya." I put my cap on, grabbed my cigs and walked out the door. Taylor pulled up like out of no where. "Hey scuse me bro?" "Huh?" "Is this fifth and…sam?" "Who else!?" he ran at me and I gave him a hug. "Bro you really aint dead. She wasn’t shitting me!" "Have you aid anything to anyone?" "Nope its classified." "Atta boy." he looked at my keys. "You got a truck?" "Ole storm trooper right there." I pointed to my dodge. "Not bad man but hey ill text you. Ill get ya number from samantha aight?" "Yeah man its great to see you." "good to see you brother!" I hoped in and waited on my guys to pull up and when they did I signaled them over. "This our limo boss?" "Yes maam harp, shes our transport tonight. Now hop in. khan youre up with me weve got shit to discuss." we loaded up and moved out. "Locate a good bar. Khan what did you find out about the inhibitor?" "Wellits a neural chip there were probably others in his body but these things add some real juice. But whats worse is it causes death at an advanced rate. Like an aging accelerant." "Hmmm well then. Whose got the bar?" "I got it man." "Alright carson where at?" "Left in two redlights then its to the right." I pulled up and the line was hug as fuck. "God damn this place looks pricey. I pulled out my cash. "One tw four six sweet. I got yall. No pay back just live a little." we parked and walked up to the bouncer. "Youre letting us in now please." I flashed my eyes at him and he opened the door. "Follow me. Were getting a booth." we got into the vip area and sat down. "So were basically at a strip club slash bar goooood carson this is not bad at all." "Hey you said bar and I found the best one." "Oh youre right about that." We partied for most of the night but what I didn’t know was the girls werent stopping their plans. "So does this little group of his change anything?" "No not really in fact it only serves as another tool. We can either use them when we take over or we can use them to revolt." "Crafty mom very crafty." "If he doesn’t play along then we have taylor, robby, aaron and awhole plethera of people he can lose. He just doesn’t know it yet." "Isnt that right samantha. Youd never give up being who you are over a boy." "Not at all mom I love this little game though. Maybe sam wants to be a ruler and if he does then we all be one happy little family with a few perks." I remember waking up in the house. I had everything on me. My money my wallet, shoes clothes phone. I was good I still had my truck too so no need to go nuts. I texted my group chat. "Everyone still alive and home?" Ievery one sent back yes and apperently carson took pictures from the night which he so graciously shared. I walked into the kitchen and drank almost half a gallon of blood before I even realized it. "Whoooooa gotta chill.." I stripped down and stepped into the shower. "Damn I smell like liquor and cigarettes." I showered for a good while, letting everything wash off of me. I heard my shower door open. "Itd be nice if you knocked." "Oh shit bro, youre home?" "Yes taylor I am. And im hungover." I cut the shower off and grabbed a towel wrapping up. "I literally don’t remember shit. Like what the hell man.." "As long as you didn’t get mugged or shot youre good."I walked downstairs and hopped on the computer to look at truck parts. I ordered my rims and leveling kit and made an appointment to have it painted white, with black head and tail lights, plus a black grille. I had to be there by four and it would be ready by tommorow at twelve. I looked at my phone and it was about 11ish so I lounged out on the couch and turned on the news. "And in other news a violent attack on a group of heavily armed criminals in an abandoned subwaystation was reported today over 40 casualties reported. No culprits have been reported." "Damn we did that? We just got pu-" my phone started going off. "Hello?" "This is lieutenant mcdowell speaking, sam are you watching the news?" "Yes sir I am." "Well I believe this put the hunters on notice for you guys. Im simply calling to say congrats" "Well we were kinda thrown in that situation so we did what we had to do." "Ill catch you later son, be safe." "You too sir." I thought to myself about how me being foolish…and stupid led to this. I had lied about my legal age me being a year younger, almost 18. man I was doing things I seldom did as a normal person. On top of that I have four people that rely on me, in combat no less. I felt like not doing shit at all today. "Damn it i need entertainment!" I sighed and flipped through the channels for maybe an hour before my phone rang again. "Hello?" "Hello samuel. This is jassmine bailey. The current leader of what you call the twelve." "Yes maam what can I do for you today?" "Your offical combat report indicated that these hunters…matched you in speed and strength?" "That is correct maam." "Well… we will look into this, and samuel, you have a meeting with us two weeks, washington DC." the line cut out and I was a little worried but I really didn’t care. I called up the girls and told them. They seemed irked by it but im sure theyd get over it. In the mean time I caught up on my class work. I would go to class when I could and u knew I could pass and hopefully do well. The next week went by in s blur then the girls finally got home after a week of being gone and with no calls. "Well yall took long enough." "Im sorry sweetie we had to go get somethings and pick up some clothes for the wedding Monday." "Wah wait this Monday?!" "Yes sir." "I havent packed up or anything up or nothin! Damn." "Well you best start mister we leave tommorow." I ran to my room grabbed up my nicest clothes and some pajamas as fast as I could but midway through packing I got another call. "Sam I just spoke with you about DC but we can video conference it if you want to." "Yeah that would work better considering im in school for now." "Great so two weeks expect a skype call, and give us your details now." I gave them my user name and what time I could do this. And then she hung up, what a strange woman. "Sam! Come down and eat! And bring your bag too!" I ran downstairs and set my bag by the door. "I gotta jet yall I just remebered my trucks getting worked on can I get a ride home?" "Samuel you should have told us. Ill take you sweety." Emily grabbed her keys and we walked out the door. "Just follow me and and well just leave it there." I was an hour late and hopefully they would take it this late. "So its right down the road but we gotta hurry." I climbed into my truck. I drove out to the highway and just started thinking. What if im living in a lie or im being used? I shook my head and dissmissed these thoughts. We got the shop I left them a note and got in the car with emily. "All set? We gotta get home for dinner." "Yes maam im starved!" when we got to the house I bolted for the door and flew in like a tornado. "Where are the food at!? I hunger!!" "What the fuck sam calm down its over here." Lauren was sitting at the bar. "is that steak? Like raw steak?" she nodded. "Is that even…" "Yes its safe sweetie its like drinking blood but with substance." "Hey mom lexi and samantha went out but they didn’t say where. I think it was to the movies." "Ill call them later." we sat in the living room and started eating. "So hows this little group of yours doing sam?" "Well lauren ya know…I like it a lot. We get our official designation next week so we will just see how it goes." "Well I just hope you wont be reckless." Well Ill just be what people need me to be. A hero a reckless fool or a martyr." Emily slapped me across the face and I went out of my chair. "I will not have you become some savior complex riddled fool. Like some fucking human. Are we clear?!" I looked at her with what I felt like was a face of pure shock. "Mom I think that’s enough. Hes a big boy he ju-" "No! hes not some military dog! I will not have him fighting for whatever and going off getting killed!" I stood up grabbed a jacket and headed for the door. "And where do you think youre going mister!?" "Im going to cool down before I do something I regret. Ill call when im good. And I believe its my life let me decide on my career." I walked out and started crying. I walked down the road and walked to the local park. I saw some less than trust worthy teens sitting in the grass making out and holding some knives and smoking pot. Why did I not just die like a normal person? I should have just let myself die I could finally be at peace with my demons and see my sister who I couldn’t even protect. I fell on to my knees sobbing questioning why I was so stupid. "Hey kiddo, don’t cry its gonna be all good." I looked up and saw a glowing white dress clad figure who looked a lot like. "Jean? Oh my god. This cant be real." I jumped up and hugged her tightly. "How how are you here?" "my business isnt done here yet im supposed to help you in any way I can when you need me." I held her crying my eyes out. "Im so sorry for being a horrible brother. I should have done more and been there on those tear filled days. I love you im sorry Im doing this." "Youre doing something that you thought was right and now you have to finish it until you stop whats going on and I cant help you find out what lies in the shadows that’s on you lil bro." "But im so lost in my emotions and my anger." "Sam ive got to go I love you." she dissapated and I was left cold again . That’s when I saw them those people walking up to me and I slowly got up. "So heres how this is gonna work. Youre gonna give us your wallet and your keys to that nice truck. We really don’twanna have to get bloody here." the front man was brandishing a large handgun and his pals had knives. Six in total. "Now then bud, that money and them keys." I looked up and before he could blink I grabbed his arm and slung him into the ground. I put my foot on his chest. "Have you ever heard the story of six kids found in a park drained of blood and hung in a tree?" I head them all whimper and say no. "Well we can make that happen. Or you can all go home and never, ever look at me funny or look at me at all. Or I will kill all of you." I grabbed his gun and threw it as far as I could. I walked away from them taunting me and daring me to do something. I couldn’t kill them. I wouldn’t. my phone lit up. It was lauren. I just put it back up and got in my truck. "Going somewhere?" I fell out of my truck and grabbed my hat. "Who the fu-" "Lauren what the hell?" "I was worried. Is it so bad im keeping tabs on you?" "A little but im glad youre concerned. Is emily?" "Yeah mom cooled off and she wants you home." "Well im just…im not some puppet. And that’s where im going to stop." I started my truck and headed to the house. "Sam you know we love you. And I wanted to tell you something for a while." "What is it? Is something wrong?" "No sam somethings right. I wanted to tell you I love you like from the bottom of my heart and with everything I have . Sam I should have said it sooner rather than doing what I did." for the first time I saw her eyes like they should have been they were always green or brown but here eyes were an icy blue. "Lauren i.. I love you too I just. I don’t know what I did wrong." "Nothing sam you didn’t do anything wrong it was me. I promise." we pulled into the drive way and I saw emily standing at the door. I got out of my truck but before I could blink lauren was already infront of me. "I love you sam." "I love you too lauren." I kissed her like I was never going to see her again and held her hand. "I hope shes really not mad." I got maybe a few feet from the door before she was upon me. I was wrapped up in her nightgown and a big bear hug. "God sam im so sorry I hit you. I shouldn’t have and I just…" "its ok im cooled off now and I shouldn’t have stormed out." "Come inside you two its getting late and we have to leave tommorow. " "Hey sam can I sleep with you?" "Y-yeah sure lauren." "Cool ill be up in a second" I threw my clothes off and found a hoodie and sweats. "Mhmm all comfy and fuck." I started messing around with the tv trying to find something to watch when I heard a whistle from my door way. I spun around to see lauren in a tanktop and panties. "Mhmmm look at that. A perfect midnight meal." I started backing up. "Now I know what youre thinking. Do you want this and well the answer might sur-" she pounced on me and pinned me to the bed. "I wanna show you something baby, for a long time." she popped her neck and closed her eyes. I saw her back contort and rise until two large black bat like wings emerged and her fangs were elongated to the point of coming out of her lips. "This is a real fucking vampire. This is what you have become." I was a little scared to be honest. I was looking at this monster..this really sexy hot monster. "Well then lets see if we cant get your little monster to come out and play." she wrapped me in her wings and slowly bit my neck. I looked her up and down. This form was a foot taller than a 6'0 ft human and had claw like hands same skin tone wings and big gnarly teeth. She turned back into her normal self and giggled. "Were you scared? Did I frighten you sammy?" "I was yea..i don’t know how to handle that kinda well experience." "Awwww baby boy come here." she wrapped me up and I realized my clothes were shredded as were hers. She reached between us and rubbed her pussy. "What are you doing?" she put her index finger to my lips. "Clean it. Do a good job and Ill let you have more." I slowly took her finger in my mouth and licked it clean. "Mmmmm good boy. Now get on your knees for your master and clean my pussy." I got down and put my face in her cunt and started licking her pussy. "Mmmm good god sammy I wish you would have done this when we dated." I stood up and smirked. "Bet I fuck better than I eat pussy." "Bet bitch!" she pushed me down and licked her lips. "Im doing the fucking tonight!" she slid down on my cock and gasped. "Shit lauren!" I tried getting up but she pushed me down and lowered her bod to mine. "I love you sam." she kissed me and kept riding me. "God I love you too lauren." I flipped her over and pinned her down. "My trun." I slowly slid my cock into her and groaned. I could feel her tightening around me. I started fucking her as deep as I could getting faster and faster. "Cmon baby fuck me harder!" I grabbed her hips and fucked her as hard as I could. "God damn it lauren. Im gonna cum." I kept fucking her as hard as I could. I felt her wrap her legs around my waist. "Cum for me baby." she bit my neck again right as I came. "MMMMM FUCK!" I groaned and started to see black. "Sam are you ok?" "Just sleepy like really sleepy." I fell onto her and she caught me embracing me in her arms. "Cmon big boy lets get some sleep." she pulled the covers over us and I blacked out. I woke up to some one tickling me and laughing. "Cmon sam wake up its time to wake up." I started laghin and I grabbed lauren up and growled at her. "Morning beautiful." I kissed her and smiled. "Cmon lets get cleaned up I assume we slept in?" "Yep but mom said to meet them in alabama tommorow but we have to hurry baby!" I put her down and we hopped into the shower dancing around for no real reason. We were happy as larks and I felt normal for once. I washed off and helped her scrub down. We hopped out and I grabbed a towel and dried off quickly. "Im gonna put some make up on baby ill be out in a jiff." "Ok babe ill be waiting." I put on my boots jeans a white tee and grabbed my tan cowboy hat. "Damn I remember this hat I got this from my math tutor! Woah way back in the day!" I grabbed my wallet keys phone phone charger and my sunglasses. I heard the door open and I was too busy to turn around. "Oh wow my own cow boy. How sexy!" I turned around and saw lauren with a towel in hand and nothing on. "I always wanted a cowboy for my self." "Drop that towel lil lady don’t make me cuff you." I said with a smirk. "No sir ive got to get ready. Can you get my bag in the truck?" I nodded and kissed her. I ran down stairs and grabbed our bags. As I got in the truck I got a call from khan. "Hello?" "Hey boss so whats the plan?" "Well I have a meeting next Monday for our official designation and basic training date so stay alert on that. Tell the others. Ive got a family event so im putting you incharge alright?" "Yea man sure take it easy boss." "I always do!" I climbed into my truck and started it up. I looked over and say lauren walk out dressed in daisy dukes boots and a blue flannel that was a little too small, but in a good way. She climbed in and smiled. "Well what do you think?" I just smiled and grabbed her hand. "Prettiest girl in the world." I started driving and plugged in the location into my gps. "Damn we have a 20 plus hour drive. Great." "Yeah but you got me and ill make it bareable baby." she kissed my cheek and smiled. We drove for a few hours and stopped to get gas it was about five or so at night as we got out I had to pee so I ran in real quick but the bathroom was closed "Damn..well ill go behind the building." I walked behind the bulding and began my buisiness. As I finished up I felt a knife go into my back and dislocate my spine. "OW WHAT THE BLUE FUCK!?" I felt more stabs the one to my head, then I heard lauren. "SAM!? What the fuck!" I heard a man scream then silence. "Sam baby oh my god are you ok youre bleeding everywhere. Oh fuck." "Im fine." I stood up and felt everything close up. "See all healed and fine baby. Im gonna change real quick ok?" "Yeah babe im sorry about uhmmmm." "Leave him hes scum any way." I walked to my truck and grabbed a new shirt. "Hey wheres my?" "Hey baby do you think this suits me?" I saw lauren walking toward me with my hat on. "Well well well I think you look like one rough tough lil mess." we climbed into my truck and drove on. It was about 12 am and I was getting sleepy. "Hey lauren can you drive for a minute? Im getting sleepy." "Yeah sure pull over I got it." We pulled over and swapped places. I leaned my seat back and closed my eyes. I don’t know how long I slept but I remember waking up to lauren rubbing my chest. "Mmmm hey." "Well morning. Were almost there so start getting up." I yawned and lifted my seat up. "Where are we exactly?" "Oh about thirty minutes from the house." "Really what time is it?" "Its about three in the after noon now get up mister." we finally got to the house, it was a long trip and I just wanted to sleep. I walked into the house and booked it to my room. I wanted to rest and be alone for a second. I looked around my room and took a sigh of relief. I was taking in the events from these past few weeks and trying to process it all. I laid there on my bed just absorbing these events and I finally smiled. I was happy I was coming to terms with my life and I embraced it whole heartedly. I finally walked back down stairs to find all four gils wrapping presents. "Uhhhhh should I just leave yall?" "OH SHIT WERE CAUGHT!" they formed a body wall around the gifts and laughed nervously. "Uh sam just go upstairs and wait we thought you were asleep and we uhm…" I busted out laughing and tried to get through them but the only kept me away. "Cmooooon girls. Please?" Lauren wrapped me up and picked me up. Cmon ass hat you know theres no peeking here and if you wanna know so bad youll have to wait." "Let me gooo ahhhhg! Demon woman release meeee!" she squeezed my ass and grinned. "Youre gonna stay up stairs if I have to tie you up mister."I was shaking my head and playfully hitting her back. When we got to my room I was tossed onto the bed and given a face from lauren I can only describe as more serious than sexual intent. "Sam I need to talk to you. Its something I want to be completely honest." "Yeah lauren whats up?" she sat down on the bed with me and took my hands in hers. "Sam I want to give you the gift I was given. I love you and I want you to be one of us. More or less one with me. And I know lexi gave you this gift and I just…are you to-" lexi busted into the room and glared at lauren. "Hes mine and you know it lauren." I was caught between them. What the fuck. How could I choose? I loved them both and this was so weird. They started arguing back and forth. I tried to speak up when finally I stood up and yelled. "YOU TWO ARE ACTING LIKE CHILDREN!" the both stopped and looked at me. "Do either of you care about what I think? Ever think about what I want? For fucks sake. Im not an object im no ones prize or reward. I know I asked for this but cmon god damn it. I may not be a human but I still feel." I was clutching my hands in rage or anger or whatever I was feeling. They looked at each other and looked back at me. It was a look of sympathy and remorse. "Was it the sex sam? Are you torn?" "Yes yes I am. I love you both but god damnit I don’t know what to do anymore." lauren screwed her face at me and scoffed. "after last night? You still wont accept me?" "What? No! im confused lauren im trying to figure it all out. What don’t you get?" "I want you and I will have you goddamn it." lauren stormed out of the room. "Wha- but how why?!" I sat on the floor and stared blankly at the bed. "Sam? What happened last night?" I just sat their and glared at the bed. When she crawled into my mind she gasped. "She didn’t. sam she didn’t?!" I nodded and sighed. "Sam you werent ready. You shouldn’t have seen that but its true. That what we are. Were monsters and lauren…. Lauren is spoiled and ill be the advocate on it. Any thing she wants its hers. You being indecisive made her mad but she will come around. I hope. But I shouldn’t have said what I did you are any ones sam. Any girl would be lucky to have you. Im sorry I caused a scene." she sat down beside me and put an arm around me. I felt like shit and when emily called us down stairs I perked up. I had gifts to open and cracked a smile when lexi started to tickle me saying. "Cmon birthday boy! Don’t be a baby!" "God stop it! Im gonna pee!" "Cmon then sad sack lets go." she got me up and every one except lauren was down stairs. "Wheres lau-" "Shes in one of her moods. Just leave it be." emily nodded and smiled. "Well sam open one!" I looked at the gifts. There were gifts from people I knew like the girls, kylie taylor and vince. And some from people who emily must have known. I opened the one from taylor and started clapping. It was a new belt and buckle with a M in gold and silver. "Fucking rad!" I went to one from lexi and opened it. I saw a pair of boots with blue and orange tops that came to mid calf. "oh my god yes no way?!" "Way!" lexi said smiling. I opened one from samantha and I was kinda thrown off. It was a jewelry box and I opened it to reveal a gold rolex. I was shocked. "Ive never seen a watch this nice. Where did you?" "Don’t worry sam. It’s a gift." I opened one from lauren kind of hesitating but opening it any way. It was the entire collection of the hobbit and LOTR, which ive always loved. I smiled and opened some more gifts. I got a full white and red tux, a gold ring, some money and finally emily handed me a blind fold. "Put it on sam theres one thing left from me and vince." I put the blind fold on and they led me to the door and I heard it open. "Ok now just let me lead you in sam." Emily opened a car door and pushed me in. it was a low sitting car. I felt some one untie the blind fold and I looked at the steering wheel. I gripped the wheel and smiled. GT-R. "How?" "Vince and I cut a deal and this cars off the books, it’s a ghost. So to speak. Its your original one rebuilt from dubai all the specs match and a few other things were tossed into her." I started her up and revved the engine. "God…she sounds like a fucking champ!" I turned her off and closed the door. A skype call came across my phone and I answered it. "Hello?" I saw a room with tweleve people in it. "Samuel sorry to disturb you on your birth day and yes emily told us but we need you in private for a moment." "Yes sir." "Work call ladies I gotta take this." I ran inside to my room and shut the door. "Can we make this quick. I hate to rush." "Yes lets see. Your designation is the 501st special operations division. Code named H.R.O.P nicknamed the storm troopers. You your original team and 75 others will ship out to Seal training school the end of this month and will be home by the end of feburary. You will then be on call at all hours of everyday until deactivation. Welcome to the corp private." the screen went blank and I walked down stairs running to emily and hugging her in tears. "I got in. I made the cut im going to basic two weeks from now." I couldn’t stop crying. I was happy and scared. Emily ruffled my hair. "Promise youll come home to us?" "When havent I emily?" I felt lexi and samantha tackle me and I could see they were both in tears as well. "Were so proud of you sam!" I could help but pick them both up and start dancing around. "Im gonna call my guys. Ill be right back!" I dialed up khan. "Sir?" "Khan were through. We got pushed through. You got two weeks to say good bye and get ready for three months of hell. Were the 501st spec ops battalion. High risk operations personell. Storm troopers." I heard him flip out and start hollering in korean or japenese I wasn’t sure but he came back to the line. "Ill tell the others. Whats our rank sir?" "Well I guess private. But any way man relay that and we have to be ready for pick up in two weeks." "Yes sir." I hung up and ran back into the room. I started to feel dizzy and hit the ground hard.

I felt the mountain breeze on my skin. "By my beard..winter has me." it was winter in this region. I was on the border of kel and ready to rest. It had been a two weeks of riding. I had "acquired" a fair amount of gold from some less than trust worthy characters. But I was getting killed by this snow. I couldn’t help but think of my home. My family. My team. All of it. I didn’t know how to get back home. I was snapped out of my thoughts when I saw a mountain gate. I got closer and it opened..by its self. "Cmon girl. Don’t be scared. Were gonna hopefully eat, sleep, relax, and maybe get laid?" "She neighed and I rubbed her mane. When I got to the halfway point I was greeted by a monk. "Name and business?" "Oh dral stop that! He is a weary traveler. My name is tanya. This is my temple. Follow me please. I dismounted and was taken into a massive temple. "Welcome to the house of aura. Please come this way." she led me into a room with a hotspring. "You may rest here. Dinner will be ready momentarily." I stripped folded my clothes and stepped in. "By the void that feels good." I leaned back and shut my eyes. I began to hum a tune when I heard some one else humming to. I opened one eye to see a very tan woman with white tattoos sitting across from me. "The tune of fortune. You know it well." "It was sung to me as a child. My mother always told me my life was going to be a grand one." A woman passed by with alcohol and she tapped the womans leg. "Two please. And the bottle as well. She swam over to me. "Dreyah." "Torl." I smiled and shook her hand. Her grip was incredible. "Torl. Where are you from?" "I had no home. I was raised on the rods of the east and came north to kel." "We do not teach alchemy here. We are a school of magic. Silly child." I grinned and flicked a blue bolt to the wall and it fizzled out. "My my. Handsome and adept in the art." "Im just a wandering soul milady. Thought about joinin the white hand." "Well our meeting is fate." Her smile and attitude made for a great combo. So positive. She was truly an optimist. "I need a tutor for my magic and swordsman skills. Just to learn the basics." "I will tutor you in magic and sword play. In return you tutor me in archery." I was pretty bad with a bow by now. "Ok. But what does that have t-" she stood up and turned her back to me. My jaw dropped. Such a body. "Eyes on the tattoos buddy." "Youre a white hand field marshall?" "Well of course. I am dreyah the decimator." "Never heard of you. Your title means nothing. It’s a persons actions and morals that define them." she beside me and poured us both a glass of drink. "To new alliances." we both started drinking. "So youre telling me you slaughtered 20 legionnaires in one go?" "Me and my pal. I used my power and charged this bow I stole. So when I let it rip it just frickin rained!" we both started laughing. "Theres something you hide. You tell a halftruth when you speak of your family." I went pale as her tattoos. "I need to be excused." I tried to escapee but she grabbed my thigh. Almost touching my cock. "Tell me torl. Ive heard worse." I leaned back and sighed. I felt her arm wrap around me. So I told her. Of my real home of my escape. All of it. "Ok so I was wrong. You are an anomaly. But its ok. No one individual is to be the same as another." I sighed. "These blue tattoos. They look like." "Lightning. They are. I was given them by the magic I bear." "Amazing." "Dinner is ready. Get dressed and come sit." "Yes mistress." she leaned in and kissed me. "See you at dinner tonight. Friends." I watched her walk away and I was left rock hard. I got out and changed into something comfy. I walked into the dinning room and sat beside dreyah. "And here he is ladies." "You didn’t tell us he was this cute." I blushed. "So youre going on a grand adventure hm?" "I wouldn’t say that. Im just wandering these lands." I rummaged through my bag and pulled out my pipe. "I will say this. If I ever catch any legion officers in my way." I lit my pipe. "Youre anti legion?" "Of course. They are nuts. Plus I don’t like the way they operate." I heard the door open and a legion squad walked in. "We are looking for a runaway. He was last seen around this area." "And what right do you have breaking into this temple mister?" "Were the legion, honey. We do as we please." I saw some of the men harassing the girls. "Ok yeah case in point. Be right back im going to say hello." I got up, grabbed my sword and tapped the leader on the shoulder. "What do yo-" I put my sword to his neck. "Hi just saw you rudely stopped me from eating, and I just wanted to introduce you to a good pal of mine. Ya know maybe he can convince you to leave." I pushed him to the ground and stepped on his head. "Meet mr.floor. If you don’t get out I will introduce you all! And trust me. Your relationship will be very..intimate." I plunged my blade into his stomach. "Any takers?" "Ill take that bet." I looked behind me. "Oh..you. Commander zelia. What a pleasure. Still sore from that first meeting?" we crossed blades and she ginned. "Dead or alive I will have you..gerald." I pushed away and grinned. I shot lighting from my left hand and I was met with fire from her. "Impressive. Raw. But impressive." "What am I too you people anyway? Im just a kid!" I pushed full power and knocked her down. "JUST LEAVE!" I saw her eyes. Full of fear. "E-everyone pull out. Were going back to command." When thay had all cleared out I stepped in front of the girls. "I am sorry. That wasn’t my place but I will not stand by while tyranny lies like a wolf in the woodpile, waiting for the sheep to sleep so it may eat. Im truly sorry." I walked to where my clothes were and got my winter gear on. "You arent leaving tonight. You will sleep here." "Fine. But I request privacy. I need my..time to mull a few things over." "Of course." I walked into an empty room and closed the door. I was going to cry. I was homesick and I hated it. I should have just stayed in the house. In my room. I gathered my gear and got it ready. *knock knock knock* "Yes?" I heard the door open. "Youre acting like a child." "And you don’t listen." "Get in bed. You need rest." "I need to get going." I grabbed my gear and tried to get up. I was thrown onto the bed. "I said sleep damnit." I scowled at her and hid in the covers. I felt her crawl into bed with me. "Youre too rash. Too angry. I know you miss your pa-" "What would you know of loss? Commander?" "I was taken from my mother at birth. I soon found out she had been sent to the gallows. My father killed him self soon after. I was a child, alone, and frightened. I don’t want to have sex. I don’t want love. Not yet. I just want someone who can die for me and I will die for them. Like your older sister. The one you wish you had.." I started crying. "Let it out. That’s it." I couldn’t stop crying. I wasn’t gonna last long here. I was weak. "I will show you strength, power, knowledge, and control." "Promise me?" I uttered out through sobs." "Promise me youll make me stronger. To help me?" "I promise G. on my life." When we awoke the next day we headed out. I was taken to a place called the stream of lee. An old battleground where warriors went to train. And there we trained for a full lunar cycle. I learned how to fight, use magic and in turn I taught her how to use a bow. It was a great experience in all honesty. But on the new moon dreyah was called back to her post. "Take this ring. Its blue calcion. It gives the wearer greater speed and agility. It was my mentors and now it is yours. If you wish to join the fight, come to me." She gave me a journal and the area where central command was at. "Just tell them I sent you. Farewell torl." "Farewell! Good luck!" I saw her ride off. I then proceeded back up to kel. I took the far east road and started writing. I recorded everything from day one to today. I soon found myself getting close to the main city of kel, naravite. It was still snowing, hard. I wish spring would hurry. I finally saw it. The city. It was a huge walled city, it had a pentagon with a serpent and lion in the middle. I rode in and got through the gate. When I entered I saw shops full of alchemy supplies. I dismounted and made my way to the great building in the middle. When I walked in I went to the counter for tutoring and help. "Id like to take alchemy classes please?" "Well young lad let me ask you this. Are you born with the ability to learn? Not needing to go through the process of elemental ideas and constructs?" "I believe so. I have a book on them here." "Well these are alchemic gloves. The are defensive offensive and constructing based. You may only pick one." I thought for a moment. "Ill take constructive. And one set of books on the alchemical science of this, please." "Gloves.. Construction for beginners moderates and masters…1032 gold please." I handed her the money and was on my way. It had been a while since I last talked to anyone. I figured id group up and go find some tresure or collect bounties. I noticed in the distant mountains, a grove of trees. "God I would love to live in a place like that. "Why don’t you dear?" I spun around to see sophia. "SOPHIA!" I wrapped her up and kissed her cheek. "How are you?" "Glorious! I have been looking all over for you. Tell me. Would you be interested in making a new adventure?" "Well sure. Where are we going?" "Were going to the far north…home to draconia…the roads are dangerous and we needed a skill warrior so I though! Ill find the most dashing renegade I know of!" I blushed and she rubbed my cheek. "Youre a true, good man gerald. I owe you so much." "Awe its nothing soph." "Is that him!? Oh my void hes just precious!" I was swarmed by three other women. "These are my friends. Striton, vex, and lydia. All are half breeds like me." I gulped. I knew their sex drive was tremendous. I wanted to back out in a way. "I have one thing I need help with." "Name it big boy." "I need a home. I want to live by a waterfall and I needed help chopping lumber. Plus I want it to be sorta secluded." "Well what say we go and take you to this location we know, then we take you back here?" "But that would take forever!" She grinned and started transforming. "I am part dragon silly. Now hold onto me tightly. Were going to fly." I held her as tight as I could and we took off into the air. "How far is it? Im getting cold." "Its not too far. Just about… there!" we landed and I looked around. "Were south of lunitate. Really far south." "Yup this is the grove of elders. Its impressive." "Well lets get to cutting." we chopped wood for hours until we had cleared a large area a piece away from the grove. I saw sophias friend lydia carry the wood with a magic skill in the manipulation class. When we set it down I put my gloves on and opened my book. "Uh huh..not too bad..alright. Stand back ladies!" I put my palms together and hit the wood. I focused on a house in my mind. Slowly it was molded and crafted. "Wow..thats amazing." "You should see what he can do besides this." When I finished I laid back and sighed. "Im spent. That took all I had." "Well it’s a big house!" I looked up to see two stories, rock covered roof, door and windows with shutters. "Wow…" "Was that your first go at alchemy gera- torl?" "Yeah it was. Im impressed actually. But I feel funny." I blacked out and hit the ground. I remember dreaming of home. Of my truck. Of my mother, sister. My whole family. I wondered what they were wondering. "Hey! Hey! Are you up?" I was being shaken and slapped. "Wha..? Whats goin-" I vomitted and rubbed my head. "Alchemy sickness." "Whats tha-" I puked again. "You went over board. Your body is reeling from the energy used. Im really shocked you arent dead." I leaned out of the window and kept puking. "We will have to stay here tonight until hes better." "We cant do that! Our dads are wondering where we are!" "Sophia calm yourself. We will be fine." I stood up and shook my self. "I am allll good ladies. Just let me go wash off." I took my cloak and shirt off. I heard one of the girls gasp. That’s it. Feed my ego. Ha! "Behave. Ill be back soon." I walked behind a tree and stripped. It wasn’t too cold here. Water was warm as well. I swam around and almost puked a few more times. I felt ripples in the water and I spun around. I saw sophia,lydia striton, and vex. "I SAID BEHA..of fuckit. Never mind. May I help you?" "Nope just wanted to join you here." I coughed a few times. "Well im appreciative of the gesture. But im a tad…naked." "Nudity is nothing to fear. Plus we don’t mind. I told them already." "YOU DIDN’T! THAT WAS MY FIRST TIME!" I heard giggling. "Your first? My my he is just a boy." "NO! not happening." I crossed my arms and glared. "Oh vex look hes getting pouty. How cuuuutee!" I went under water. I was not having sex with four women. Soph almost killed me the last time. I was down there for a good minute until I felt hands all over me. "Come here big boy! Youre being social." I was brought up and vex was in my face smiling. "Tell me. Have you ever heard the story about the lake women?" "uh…I uh-" I was cut off by a kiss. "Wow. She is aggressive." I pulled away, shocked. I felt sophia grab my hair and giggle. "Oh come here little guy." I felt some one grab my cock. "Hes fucking huge!" "I felt a hand on my balls and I groaned. "Please yall.im begging you. Im no-" "Beg? Oh trust me. You will. I was grabbed out of the water into the house and I took turns making out with the girls. We were soaked, horny and in need of this. "Fuck me first. Please?" "No me first!" vex and striton cried. I pinned vex down. She was smaller than me. So tiny and innocent. "Please fuck me. I want you to fi-" I kissed her and slid inside her. I saw the other girls fondling each other. "So…big…fuuuck!" I fucked her slow and deep. Until, that is she leaned up and giggled. "You fuck like a girl. And I would know." I grabbed her wais and throat and sped up. "YES! I LOVE YOUR THICK CO-" I kissed her and glared. "You talk too much." I bottomed out in her and she screamed. "Hows that you little slut?" "M-more please. I rolled her over and slid my cock back in her. "Wow. I cant believe it fit." I was in her ear, fucking her and biting her earlobe. I heard only her soft moans. I felt her clamp down and she went limp panting. "D..done." She was finished. She came so hard I could feel it. I looked up and was taken to the floor. I saw sophias foot on my chest. "Our turn." I gulped and she pressed down. "He thinks hes tough. Fucking her till she passed out." lydia knealt down and grabbed my face. "Yeah.. Im gonna make you my little peice of ass." I felt her slide onto my cock and push m face into the floor. "Mmmmm I love the sight of you submitting. What about you sophia hes so cute when hes acting like a helpless girl." She knealt down and put her thumb in my mouth. "I love it." I groaned as I felt lydia tighten around me. Striton walked over and put her pussy on my face and rode me. "Fuck yes I love this cock!" I couldn’t belive this shit was real right now. "Hes so good with his tongue!" I sucked her clit and grabbed her ass. Fuck I was gonna cum soo. "Shit im gonna cum! Its too much!" "Me too striton. Fuuuck." my face and cock were coated in juice and I laid there limp. Begging for release. I felt sophia slide her mouth around my cock. Her eyes locked on mine. I could feel my load about to come up when she popped off and just rubbed the head. "FUCK!" I shot a stream of cum into her mouth and locked my body. "OH Woah! That’s so much!" I groaned and slowly got up, walked in side and laid on my bed. I could hear them gossip all night untill about midnight. When….

I woke up to lauren moaning,harsh sunlight and loud music in my ears. "Wus goin-" lexi kissed me and I saw samantha eathing lauren out. "Oh so this is a thing now. Im down for it I grabbed lexi and kissed her deeply and started to finger her as deep as I could go. "God baby that’s it! Now fuck me and her and her." she smirked and they all jumped on me. "Who wants first dibs?" they all looked at each other and smiled. "Samantha was begging for it in her sleep I swear!" lauren pushed her forward and she blushed. "Naughty girl. Eating your sister out too." lexi was grabbing her and whispering in her ear. "She not naughty just horny." I said and samantha grabbed my cock and squeezed. "Toys don’t talk." She got on her back and pulled me in and started kissing me. I slowly slid my cock into her and started fucking her. "Oh sam fuck youre bigger than I remember. Damn!" I just fucked her as hard as I could until she finally gave in and came spraying my cock with cum. "Tag out!" lexi jumped on me and pushed me down. "I hope you stay hard enough to finish all of us toy." she sat on my cock taking it all. "Mmmmmm so big I can barely get on it." I grabbed her hips and she pressed her hands on my chest. She started bouncing up and down wildly, moaning and panting. "God I love riding you. It’s the best ride in this crazy place!" she leaned down and kissed me hard. "God im gonna cum gonna fuckin…YESSSSSS!" She came and rolled off my cock. I looked around for lauren who I couldn’t see at first then I felt hands on my shoulders. "Mmmmmm damn…I cant believe its my turn." lauren was behind me and grabbed my cock. Im not fucking you today…poor you right?" she was stroking me hard and had a death grip on my shaft. "But I am milking you so it’s a win,win win win. All of us win I get to make you cum and you get to cum and lexi and samantha get break fast." and she winked at her sisters. She pumped my cock as lexi and samantha had their mouths opened at the head of my cock. I tensed up and moaned as I cam into both of their mouths. "Holy shit ladies. I don’t think I can walk." they all laughed and kissed me. "Were going out for a while be safe knuckle head don’t do anything dumb." they got up and hoped into their showers and I walked into emilys room and just stopped cold she was getting undressed. "Oh shit im so sorry I shoulda knocked!" "No sweetie youre fine. Wanna join me?" I just stood their slack jaw and dumb. "Cmon big boy lets see if we cant get a little freaky." we climbed into the shower and got under the water. I turned her around and washed her hips and slowly worked my way between her legs and she moaned softly as I rubbed her pussy. "Oh my some ones curious." she shoved my head down and I buried my face in her cunt. I tongue fucked her, fingered her and bit her clit. I was feasting on her pussy like I was starving. As I was eating her I felt her squeeze my head with her thighs and soon enough my face was coated in her cum. "Miss Emily I want to fuck you." I said flatly. "Say please sweetie and youll get what you want and morethan that what I want." "Please emily can I fuck you? Pretty please?" she opened her legs sitting on the shampoo rack. I grabbed her hips and slammed my cock into her as deep as I could go. "I am going to fuck you so hard you cant walk for a month." I whispered into her ear, pounding her pussy so hard it was as loud as the music. "Oh my goooood sam please….please fuck my pussy!" she was clawing my back and whimpering. I never felt more on top of a woman in my life. I bent her over and slapped her ass and shoved my self balls deep inside her. "Oh fuck emily!!" She was grinding against my cock and moaning something. "What was that? I cant hear you slut." I whispered to her. "I want you to cum in me baby!" And with that she shoved me to the ground and rode me like a race horse. "Im gonna get you to cum in me weather you want it or not mister!" She had her hand on my throat and the other hand on my left shoulder, bouncing up and down on me. This was pure ecstasy! "Emily im gonna cum!" I was moaning and groaning begging for her to let me cum. She did the unthinkable. She hopped up, walked out and left me with the biggest blue balls ive ever had. "Emily please…please help me?" I begged her walking after her. "You have to be a good boy today and ill let you finish." she kissed me and walked off to her room and locked the door. She most likely was doing buisness of some kind I did hear her mention Raul or something. So I got dressed and headed to the elevator. I had big plans today or atleast id make plans. As I went down I checked my phone the girls were out at a local party and emily sent me a picture. It was of her hips and they were buised and under the picture it said "Good job big boy, ill let you finish tonight;)" I was shocked at my handy work. I closed my phone and walked into the lobby. I grabbed my keys started my car and drove off. I was contemplating weather to find the girls or find new prey. I hopped in and took off down the main strip and looked around and found a mall and hopped out in the parking lot and walked around. I was impressed at the size of the place and wandered around but what caught my eye was a young girl at a bench crying. She seemed very upset so I did what any good hearted man does and I sat beside her. "Hey heeeeyy whats wrong? Are you ok?" she looked up at me and shook her head and just kept sobbing. I handed her a handkerchief and wrapped my arm around her. "So tell me whats wrong. You don’t seem to be from around here?" she looked up at me and I felt my blood run cold. This girl was a vampire. Her eyes were a dead give away. I could smell blood on her. "Im going to just ask this now. Was this your first feeding? Who was it you killed?" she looked up at me and kissed me. "So im not alone? And your names sam? And I killed my dog…I was so hungry…" "Who turned you?" I then just laughed and looked into her mind and I was shocked to hell and back. "Come with me now!" I picked her up and flew literally to my car. I put her in the passenger seat and sped off. "So your dad did it? He raped you and did it then…that sick fucker. And yes I know we just met but I know your plight and I can help you." "How?! How can any one help me…? Im a freak and a monster…no one will get me now." "I get you and I know what your going through and im no vigilantie but I cant let your fathers actions go un punished. Cops will think your nuts and write you off as a lunatic." she looked down and started to smile a wicked smile. I could feel her intentions were foul now and she was laughing. "Youd kill my dad and keep that man away from me? All over this?" I knew what you were when you sat down beside me. I let you see what I wanted you to see!" I felt searing pain run across my chest and neck and I blacked out. When I awoke I was upside down and I could feel my chest and neck closing up. I felt hands on me and I was being pulled out of my nissan by a large marine and what looked like his son. "Its ok son we got you you." I heard an explosion and felt something hot go into my side. "AHHHH FUCK ME!!!" I blacked out again and when I woke up the second time in a room I didn’t know and my wounds werent healing like they should my leg was still gashed and had a big hunk of metal in it. "Son you know who you are and where you are?" Abu Dhabi. Sam minshew and im 18." "Good and to be precise your in our hotel room. We brought you here and bandaged you up. We can take you to a hospital if you like?" "No….please I have a doctor for a mom and she can patch me up its not a big shrapnel piece any way." I pulled the hunk of metal out of me and screamed. "See…no…big deal." I was fine enough to walk and gave the man my adress."By the way sir thank you for your sevice." he shook my hand and smiled. "Maybe you should be a marine. Youre a tough bastard and this adress… its this hotel son. So youre technically home." he helped me to a wheel chair and patted my head. Good luck kid ." I wheeled my self to the elevator and pressed the up button. "Moron…maybe helping people just aint for you anymore." I was talking to my self when the door opened and I saw all four of them all panicked and teary eyed and I was just looking down in shame and I started crying. I heard lexi yell and I felt them all pick me up, showering me with kisses. "Oh my god his leg!" lexi screamed. "Sweetie what happened?" Emily's voice was shaky and she could barely speak. "Room then speak blood…not working." we got to the room where they laid me down on the sofa and stated looking over me. "your wounds arent closing as fast as usual. But youll live. So what the hell happened?" lauren was glaring at me and had her arms crossed. "Well I went to the mall and saw this girl crying so I asked her what was wrong and she smelled like blood so I creeped her brain and she basically killed her dog and her dad raped her slash turned her into a vampire. Soooooooo I took her to get street justice and basically she cut me open and jumped out the car. I proceeded to black out for I don’t know how long, got saved by a marine and my car may have blown up…..oh and she kissed me….oh and shes a vampire who is kinda better than me at mind games." I was heaving and huffing from speaking to fast but before I could open my mouth again I felt fire go through my leg and I saw lauren had her tumb plunged into it. "So you basically fucked up so bad you don’t even deserve your gift?!" "AHHH!!!!!" I slapped her in the head and she reeled back. "LAUREN AND SAM QUIT IT NOW GODDAMN IT!" emily had us boy by the throat. "sam didn’t think clearly and that will be dealt with later but for now we have to get home and see if he can get some help with his leg. Normal doctors cant handle this shit. All my buisness is done anyway. So were getting out while we can. Lauren back sams suit case since you wanna be a big bitch about all this. We all hopped into the truck and drove to the airport at a rather faster speed than most other cars. When we got there I got some crutches and we boarded. All I thought about was my actions. How foolish I was and if they could still accept me. I slowly drifted into sleep. Soon I awoke and I was still on the plane with lauren lexi samantha and emily. I was sat beside lexi and emily lauren and samantha were asleep behind us. "Shhhhh" I heard emily shush me as I felt her unzip my jeans and pull my cock out. I feel bad for snapping earlier sammy but maybe this helps. I felt her take my entire cock in her mouth and she let it grow in her throat. I wanted to moan and whimper but if I did then the whole plan would wake up so I bit my knuckle. "so thick..god I couldn’t stay mad at you." she slowly slurped on my cock making sure to hit me where I was weakest. "Do you like that, my king?" she slowly pulled her lips off my cock and smiled. She slowly started jerking me off and I was almost in tears. I was gonna cum and I couldn’t tell her. I shoved her down onto my cock and she took all of my rod in and I just unloaded in her hot wet mouth. "Welllll now arent we bossy this evening?" I just grinned and laid back feeling like things would be better when we got home. I awoke the next day at home with a tall blue haired woman standing over me."May I help you maam?" I said looking her over. "You can start by taking these pills and not meeting strange women. You really need to straighten up mister." she winked at me and walked out of my room. I got up and looked around to see my room hadnt changed. I was home and I afew people to see I walked into emily's room to see her doing her makeup and hair. "Uhh e-emily…can I ask you a question?" "Of course baby what is it?" "Are you mad at me? And if you a-" she walked over to me and hugged me. "No I cant be sam you are family now and I cant be mad at you it wasn’t your fault. Now I have to go out and talk business ill be back tommorow around 3 so be safe and stay off that leg ok? Oh and there is a thing in the garage for you its from vince he said youd love it. Now I have to go. Bye yall im going!!" she walked out to her taxi and I was alone in the house with three girls. So I ignored all that pusie for a simple gift. Or so I though. I walked into the garage to see a blue tarp covering a large object and on the tarp was a card. "Heard about the wreck. This ones free but don’t wreck it. Bro hug, vince." I ripped the tarp off and saw a car I though was pure movie exclusive. It was a 2015 dodge viper , black and gold. "Damn vince…are you god?" I ran into the house and ploped on the couch. "If youre still pissed at me lauren we can settle it on the track!" I heard her door open and she appeared in mere milliseconds. "kay." and then she was gone. I hopped in my viper and looked it over, black and gold stipes. I saw it only read up to 190 on the speedometer. I drove off to the lot and saw a mass of people partying and looking over cars. I was home and I knew that I was safe at last. I got my crutches and hobbled over to vince. "So…how much work do I have to do for you to pay you back?" I punched him in the arm and he laughed. "We gonna talk buisness later hauss. Now I belive lauren is lining up and shes in a new toy I believe." I looked over and she was leanin on a new corvette and she looked so fine. Black crop top booty shorts and black jordans. I could fuck her brains out in front of everyone and not give one fuck. I drove over to her and just said "Hurry you cock tease and revved my engine up. We sat at the line and when I heard I floored it and smoked her not even looking back. She was eating dust and seeing my cars ass end. I drove home and called robby. When he answered he sounded up set. "Bro, fuck bro I need you. I cant even walk im bleeding all over the place I don’t wa-." And the phone died. I didn’t even think or get outta the car and drove to his place and found him on the drive way covered in blood. "Robby!? Hey robby get up!" He groaned and I took him to my car and called the cops. "Yes I need an escort. Chargers please my friends been assaulted im in a black viper on 231 north please hurry." and hung up. Soon enough I had officers in front and back pushing 130mph and swung into the hospital. A gurney crew was waiting and the sheriff pulled me aside and started questioning me. "now son what all do you know about this?" "Nothing officer I just got a call and rushed over. I noticed two gunshot wounds in his stomach and he was beat to hell and that’s it. Hes tough so the skin under his nails and busted knuckles tells me he fought back, hard." "Well we will be in touch son just come to the station tommorow at 12:30 sharp." he walked off and headed to his car. I called aaron knowing full well that he wasn’t aware I was alive. "Herro? Who dis?" Hey….Birdman..its me…" "Sam? Is that you gurl? How are you alive do your parents know? Who knows?" "You and robby and a group of people exclusive to me. Look ill explain it all later but robby's been shot and beat up. He may not make it but I just…" I was sobbing into the phone. "I am so sorry bro I shoulda called sooner." "Im glad youre alive..so howd you do it?" I gulped hard and sighed. "So all those stories about blood suckers arent so far fetched…" He laughed hard and I could hear him fall over. "So youre a vampire?" "Yes. Yes I am." "Well im coming home next week so we shall see boy but text me. I got to go to class. See ya man." he hung up and I just looked down. I heard a car pull up behind me and I felt hands rest on my shoulders. "you know..for a dead man you get around a lot." I spun around to see samantha and lauren standing there. "You shouldn’t be so public yet. Always fucking up." I just walked into the hospital. I felt her crawl into my mind and I didn’t care anymore I just walked into the waiting room and just blocked it all out I could see her in front of me. She was pointing and yelling and I just sat there. I felt her slap me an I stood up. She towered over me. I just spit in her face. "when you almost lose someone that close after just losing your sister talk to me, or talk to me when you arent being an ass hat. Thanks." When I got into my car I broke down again. Sobbing, snotty blabbering kind of break down. I was shaking and trembling. I felt so alone and I didn’t know who to turn to. So I just drove. Crying and cursing at an invisible man. I finally pulled over to take a break at a mcdonalds and just stood against my car daging long drags from my last cigarette. I heard a truck pull up next to me and I saw kylie brylie and some frat boys get out of the truck. I was still sobbing and tossed my cig into the grass, and as I did I heard some one whisper my name and I could hear some guy ask what I had up my ass and I snapped. I flew off the handle on him. "Wanna speak up boy?! Ill put a hole in you so big I can run a semi through you and I wont think twice about it. Now then the only thing I have up my ass is my best friend dying and the girl who didn’t hate me hates me for no reason, my best friend." he was dead silent. I looked down and just sighed. "Look that was brutal im sorry bro its been a long night and I am sorry. I shouldn’t have snapped." he laughed. "Damn man I should be sorry I shoulda kept my lips zipped." we shook hands and kylie draped her arms over my shoulders. "You ok? I mean aside from all that shit that happened?" "yeah just a little upset and stuff but ill be fine." She leaned in close. "I bet I could cheer you up sammy boy. I bet I could make you more than happy." She was hungry for dick and her eyes showed it. "I uh I don’t.." I was still trembling and shook up. "Oh honey youre shaking…I can feel your heart pound..that soft sweet heart." I looked at her tears and all and simply said yes and she kissed me. "We should go. I don’t share well and these biys don’t have what you have and brylie wanted an orgy…so I guess youre stuck with me." she winked at me and told brylie her plan and I heard a your loss and I am so much bigger and in response she gave them all the bird and we walked over to my viper. "Ohhhh my you got a new toy! And youre limping.. Why may I ask." I pulled my jeans off till my bandage was and I pulled it back and she gasped. "Howd you get a shrapnel wound like that? And why is gtr burned on your thigh?" "Well I had a wreck in my nissan and it blew up, like an IED type deal and I guess I got a little reminder of my baby." I pulled my jeans back up and wiped my eyes. "Lets go. You can rest when we get to your place and ill make those woes melt." We drove and made small talk about my vacation and when we pulled up she helped me into the house and we sat on the couch and she giggled. "Sit in the floor. Im gonna try something." so I got in the floor and she put her legs over my shoulders and played with my hair and rubbed mt shoulders. "Wow youre super tense sam. Its like rocks." I sighed and I got a good look at her legs and she was toned as fuck. Calves carved by god and tan as hell. She was singing go to sleep little baby from O brother where art thou and she had the voice of a sea siren with the looks to match. "So tell me about the wreck. I want to know." "ill tell you if you get me that bottle of red juice right there." she walked over to the counter swaying her hips and ass as she did and bent over to get it off the automan and I almost died. She was a beauty and I heard her giggle. "what is this shit? Its super thick!" I laughed and drank from it. "Its basically every thing my body needs. Its not for you. Trust me youd vomit. It resembles eating a can of old sardines, like the taste." she laughed and resumed playing with my hair. "I think your so sweet. All you do is say sorry and youre very respectful to anyone and every one. Buuut.." She moved her feet over my crotch and rubed my cock through the denim. "Is your heart the only thing on you that’s big." she pressed down and I moaned." Well maybe you find out or maybeeee you cant it." I was fully hard and I heard her gasp as she felt my cock with her feet and she moaned. "I can find out real quick mister." She slowly got up and placed her self between my legs and licked her lips. "now lets see what all the noise is down here." She slowly un did my pants and carefully pulled them off. "Jesus christ its huuuge!" she had my cock in her right hand and was ogling it like a diamond ring. I smirked and puffed my chest out. "Well now you know that the cars arent compensation for size." she slowly took me in her mouth. Gripping my cock harder than most times ive gotten head and she went at it like a pro, taking all of me in her mouth. ALL of it. I just moaned and groaned as I felt heaven on my cock. "Now then, lets see how you feel in this pussy." She stood up and slipped her pants off. "Ohhh my fuck.." she had a landing strip. Perfectly cut and groomed. As she readied her self over me I heard her laugh. "Done let me break you ok?" she slammed down onto my cock and started to ride me furiously throwing her head back and clawing my chest. "Oh shit kylie you are really fucking tight I cant even…uhhhh" she grabbed my throat. "You don’t speak pretty boy or ill make this worse." I was choking a little and tried to speak but as I started she clambed one hand on my balls and squeezed hard. "Ohhh baby youre full! Fuck I want all that cum in me as soon as possible." I was trying not to cum and she could tell. Just let it go sammy. Let my pussy have it." She slowly ground her self against me and bit my neck and ear. "If you think you can out last m-" I rolled her over and started fucking her missionary as hard and deep as I could. "Oh fuuuck sam im gonna cum! Fuck you. Youre too good at this shiiiiit." I felt her tighten up and she she came hard right as I did. "OHHH fuck meee kylie shit." I shook and shot the biggest wad of cum in her pussy as deep as I could I could get it. "Wow sam…youre the only mother fucker to make me cum. No lie." I laughed and rubbed my neck. "Well im good I guess." she laughed and cuddled up to me. "So wheres the girls? And their mom?" I shook my head and laughed. "I know emily is away on buisness but the girls I don’t know about." She smiled and ran her her hands through my hair. "why were you crying earlier? Who got hurt?" I looked down and just scowled. "One of my only friends..robby bailey he was stabbed in the neck and I will find those who did this and I will make them pay." "How noble. You don’t care about yourself much do you? I mean like you wanna be a hero type guy?" "I mean I see some one I love..i help them and I try and make it all ok for them." My phone rang and I picked it up. "Hello?" "Hey sam where are you? We looked all over for you and cant find you anywhere." "Im at the house lex where are yall?" "Hospital. You need to come meet us now." "Ok be there in a few." I hung up and reached for my keys and found a slip of paper. Id look at it later and got out to my car and kylie was questiong why we were leaving so soon. "Hos pital…now" I was getting woozy and I got my bottle of blood and one of those pills and took it, draining the whole bottle. We drove off like a bat outta hell. When we got there I saw them sitting in laurens corvette. They all looked worried as fuck, like I had been gone for weeks. I walked up to the car and lexi slapped me, apperently I almost fell over. "où diable étiez-vous salaud!" I Just kinda stepped back asked her what the hell? "French for where the hell were you You bastard." lauren walked over to me and scowled at me. "You owe us an apologie stupid." I let my head fall and just sighed. "Im sorry for getting hurt and abusing my gifts…and more importantly not being a better person. Ive been a little childish lately." "Apologie accepted." "Damn girl..you basically knocked his ass out." Kylie was laughing like crazy and luaren just giggled. "Its all all about the back hand. Lexi showed me how to slap guys like that. But I let her do the work this time." "So why are we here again?" "Come in with us. You are wanted in your frinds room." I didn’t even grab my cruches. I just ran into the hospital, asked where he was and busted it to the room. "Is he ok?" I looked around and saw all of mine and robbys friends. I was fucked if I didn’t think fast. I looked them all in the eyes and just simply said. "Yall havent met me. I just came here as a friend of robby." All those people knew me pretty well and they just simply for got. Like it was nothing. I had that much power. "Bro what was that?" Robby said from behind a breathing apperatus. "Just one of my many talents" I said whispering to him. "Dude are you ok? When will you be outta here?" "They said one week and im good bro just tired and shit." I just laughed and grabbed his shoulder. "I gotta go bro. I have a interrigation thing with the cops tommorow. Ill come by after that." "Ok bro be safe fuck the police." I laughed and walked into the lobby. Shit the cops will print me and find out im a dead man walking. Fuck what was I to do. I went up to the girls and asked them about it and they laughed. "Just make them forget. Duh." I laughed and just sighed. "I guess that works too." kylie was on her phone and looked at me and pouted. When she hung up she walked over to me and kissed my cheek. "Gotta go cutie text me." she slipped a piece of paper in my pocket and walked off. WOW what a week.

I heard a scream and I was on my feet and out the door, bow and sword in hand. "Why hello there. Were passing through and noticed these lovley flowers wer-" "Drop them. If you don’t ill decorate my mantle with your ribs." "There's five of us. One of you." "Don’t make me say I told you so." "You could try." "Girls are you ok?" "Yeah. Just at knife point but aside from that, peachy." "Uh huh…so who wants to die first? No one wants to be my first volunteer?" I was quick to strike and I killed the man holding vex. Then I killed the other one holding lydia. Then sophias captor. Then striton. I cut all of their heads clean off. "Class dismissed. But little timmy cant leave ye-" I was cut off by him running off. "Oh no you don’t." I drew my bow and charged that sum bitch till I felt my blood run hotter than shit. "Boom." I let that thing rip and it put a hole in him the size of a melon. "Sum bitch. Try and touch them again." I got the bodies and piled them up. "What the hell was that?" "Just forget it." I lit the bodies on fire. "Lets just go. Im sick of this." "Youre covered in blood. Get in the creek." "No." "Child if you don’t. Get his limbs. Were cleaning him weather he likes it or not." "What no. abso-" I was grabbed up and dragged into the water. "Fuck you! You serpentine.. Mother.." I was being scrubbed furiously. "Youre so childish. I don’t see how sophia loves you so much!" I stopped struggling and I felt my heat speed up. "you can get out. Youre clean." I got out and got dressed. "Lets go.." "Fine. But torl if you act up again I will drop you." "Ok." I was picked up by sophia and we were flown back to kel. I stabled my horse and we made our way to draconia. I pretnened to sleep so I could evesdrop on them. "Did you really have to say that stri? I practically felt his heart speed up." "I think hes adorable. Your children would impress any family." "You forget cousin. Hes an other worlder. He does not belong here. Her father would disapprove." "He doesn’t have to know. Plus hes young. Im almost a hundred. Hes a mere boy. He has a life besides this world. We know that. He hasn’t had it easy thre either." "He deserves a good life. Maybe you can give him that? Free him from the ret-" "Enough! I wish to forget the whole ordeal." I held myself closer to her. "Were almost there. I hope hes in a better mood." Ifell asleep for real this time with a heavy heart. I woke up to thunderous voices. "Wha..who.." "I will not allow a mortal here! Not in these halls!" I was in lydias arms. "Whats happening?" I whispered. "Her dad is THROTTLED." "Figured. I should have just said no. I should have stayed behind." "Don’t worry. Youll be here." Sophia held her hand up. "Ill let him speak for himself." I almost flew out of the room. I didn’t want to fuck with dragon. Hed soon eat me than invite me into his home. "Torl. Can you make a case of why you should be allowed here?" I slowly was stood up. "Boy. You come before me, and my advisors seeking refuge here?" "I do sir. Im a humble traveling soul. I met your daughter when I first came east. I had been riding hard from legion lands. I was hunting you see, and I met her on the border of lunitate. We made way to the inner city where we parted ways. I met her again recently." "She tells me you saved her." "That I did. Im no great warrior but I step up when im called." "Hmm…and you?" "Me sir..im but a boy. Im just doing the right thing where I lay my head." "You might stay. But there are some things around here that must be done." I looked this monster up and down. He was a dragon of black and gold. His eyes were deep red. "I would do whatever I could to help." "Sophia. Show him to his room." "Come on. lets get you settled in." I followed her. "What will I be doing while im here?" "Hard to say. More than likely hard labour until your stay is up." I shrugged and sat on my bed. "Coin for your thoughts?" "I heard you on the way here. You wont…couldn’t.. Love me. I have no place here. Rember that?" "Gerald..i." "Its fine. Im just a man. Mortal coil..all that mysticism." "Gerald I don’t know..i don’t." "Were friends. I get it. Im not in love I just don’t see why you love a hu-" She kissed me. "Gerald you are one of the best people ive met. Don’t beat yourself up over this." she walked out and shut the stone door. "GOD DAMN IT TO HELL AND BACK!!" I hit that stone wall with every ounce of magic I had. I hit it so hard it was glowing red. "Sum bitch! Its always me! Right? Isn't that a twist of fate?" I hit the wall again. And again, and again. "FUCK THIS. IM GETTING MY SHIT AND LEAVING! AFTER I DO THIS IM DONE!" I grabbed my bow and went out back. I saw a pillar and I took aim. I fired off bolt after bolt. Pushing mysef to use more and more. I blasted it with all my hatred, anguish, fear. I brought up all of my memories. All my hardships. "I was made to suffer. I was made to be a hurt man!" I felt a dark prescence crawl into me. I saw my bolts turn black. I dropped my bow and fired off a blast at the pillar. It was black as night. It cut through the pillar. "You only did this to yourself! You shouldn’t have ever trusted anyone! No one cares! They never could! Im not normal here!" "Finally I fo-" I heard vex stop mid sentence. "My…oh no." I spun around and glared at her. My eyes lit with dark fire. "You.. You vile evil serpent who-" I was hit by fire. I could feel it wash over me but I was not burned. "You will not stop me! I will exsist only to hate!!" I blasted back. "You need to calm down! Youre being eaten by your hatred! You have to stop this!" "Why?! If you knew what ive been through.. I have been dead for years!" Two more dragons hit me I finally reached my limit and fell to my knees. I saw sophia walk to me. "Just kill me.. Please.. I want to free this mortal coil. I wish to join my fallen family." "Youre hurt. And I know how it feels." "YOU KNOW NOTHING!!!! NO ONE HERE KNOWS WHO I HAVE LOST AND HOW I WAS REWARDED FOR BEARING CROSSES I DIDN’T HAVE TO!!!" I had tears flooding my eyes. "Do it now." I felt a hard thud on my head and I went into darkness. I woke up in a white room. "Wake my child." "Who ar-" "I have many names. But you may call me darkness. You are angry my child. And I feel your soul being torn." "That wasn’t me. I didn’t want to do that. What did you do!?" "I gave you power beyond your mortality. I gave ou everlasting life. Unlimited power. Is that what you wanted?" "I didn’t want to become a vessel of darkness!" She grabbed my neck and squeezed. "You cnnot stop this." I was choking. I couldn’t breathe. In my desperation I pushed my hand into her chest. "NO NO! THIs ISNT POSSIBLE!!" I was dropped and she laughed. "I will be back. I promise I will." The I went into a deep slumber. I could make out faint voices. Then it was quiet. When I woke up it was early morning. I felt…clean. I saw sophia asleep in a stone chair beside me. I got up and stretched out. I was stiff. "Youre awake…? Thank the heavens! I was so worried about you!" I felt her hug me. "Im fine. What happened. I remember being so angry…I remember black fire.." "You were consumed. You almost became one of the most hateful beings known. A forgotten…" "Well im fine…im so sorry. I wasn’t mad at you.. It was a build up." "I understand." I heard the door slam open. "Boy.. If I wasn’t such a forgiving beast I would destroy you. "The large dragon was on me in the blink of an eye. "I truly am sorry." I walked past him and grabbed my gear. "A simple wandering soul…Im sorry." "Leave this place and do not return. Not for any reason should you darken my doorway. OTHERWORLD FILTH!" I turned around. I felt angry again. Not enough to get me to that point but enough. "Please don’t. you have seen what my anger does and I will make this land your tomb." "You dare threaten me?" "No sir. It is a promise." I walked out and I swear that serpent was cursing me the whole way. "And I hope you die out there!!" I looked at sophia, stri, lydia, and vex. "I wish I would to some times." I had tears rolling down my face. I turned back and was carried to the base of the mountains. I carried on to kel again. On the way I thought long and hard about my demons. On that road I found my self forgiving and forgetting. And learning to not be so angry. I got into kel and met back up with my horse. She was right where I left her. And as happy as a fat tick on a hound. From there I rode. I rode south into my cabin. "Welcome home girl." In my leave of absence from the world I built a fence, dug irrigation, planted food, and finished all of my side projects. It took a square month but I got it. Time to time I thought about her. But I knew she wouldn’t have me. And I accepted that. I spent my days hunting, fishing and farming. I had gone into a life of contempt. But fate was not finished with me yet….. Two more months had passed, at least I think they did when. But fate it seems it had more to give me when a man showed up at my door. "May I help you?" "I have news of dreyah." I got him inside and listened to his story. He rode hard from the south. The legion was on the move and had taken half of mordiis. They needed a warrior who could fight. "I cant..im not that man anymore." "But sir she was wounded! She needs her student." "Wounded?" "Aye…she may no-" I grabbed my gear and pulled my cloak over me. I didn’t care if I lost it all. I wasn’t letting this continue. I couldn’t run from my past. I was a wandering soul. Who would fight those who harm the innocent. For two days I rode. Spring killed the snow and had revealed the roads. I saw smoke, heard screams. A whole army was seiging the capitol. I rode in and found someone who looked to know where dreyah was. I found out she was in the great tower. When I got in I saw her. She looked rough. "Dreyah!" I ran to her and held her hands. "You came…" "Shhh… please don’t talk." "Were getting killed….we cant win." "Don’t say that." "It’s a whole army.*cough* Were done." "No…never." I stood on a podium. " ARE WE SO EASILY BROKEN?! WE ARE BUT ON THE BRINK OF DEATH. NOT DEATH ITSELF. I BID TO YOU… RAGE! RAGE AGAINST THE DARKNESS! WE CANNOT STOP HERE! It truly is a glorious day. Come with me if you wish to be remembered as a hero." I grabbed my sword and walked out to the field. I saw a sea of legionnaires. Almost two thousand…I could do it. I ran forth and cut a line into the ranks. I slashed and shot bolt after bolt. I saw white hand soldiers in the fray as well. I kept cutting away at them. I couldn’t keep this up. If I could I would use the darkness within. I kept cutting. I wouldn’t stop. I couldn’t. "Let me iiiinnn… I can help you…" "Never. I will never let you have me! I swore to do right damn you." She hissed and I felt cold. "I will have you…." "NEVER!!!" I felt heat rise within me and lightning surrounded me. I was amazed…I pushed forth and killed a hundred men. I was going to stop this. I reached up and pulled from the sky, a torrent of lightning. I watched as it consumed the field. After that they retreated. I was impressed. I made my way back. "What was that? Youre no normal mage!" "No…im just a wandering soul. Wheres your commander? Where is dreyah!?" "Here I am…calm down my apprentice." "Thank heavens…." "You were most impressive. Im proud of my work." "I rolled my eyes. "From the rumors I thought you dropped off the map." "And where did you hear that?" "Dragon-kin make their events known…I also heard of your…outra-" "Stop… I am ashamed of it. I only came to aide you. Im going home now…" "We both know that is a lie….you are going to the continent of solien. I know this because its what I want." "Yes maam. What will i-" "Train. Train and become so strong that you will never fear your demons and fear no other man. You are my son. I claim you as a prodigy. I induct you into the holy family of akatash. Reigning family of osmeria. If I am to fall you will take my place on its throne. Rule justly and fairly. Protect lands far and wide." I was shocked. From what I read this place was military power house. The biggest, most advanced place on this planet. "Yes…mother." I kneeled before her. "I will serve if you fall and are freed of the mortal coil. I will do as you wish." "Rise my child." I rose up and she kissed my forehead. "I bore no children. But I am proud I didn’t. you are the reason I became so proud in my age." I started crying. "I… I want to talk with you in private.. Please?" "Leave us." the room cleared. "I have fallen for a woman. Yet she loves me not." "The halfling… I know. I have talked to her father. We are in an alliance but he was not pleased when I mentioned your name. he-" "Its all true. I have shamed you…" "My child. You fell in love. It happens. You travel to this land..find a woman named talia. She will help. I will send my best sword with you. reyah. Please come here." "Yes milady?" "protect this boy with your life. He is my son." "But mi-" "Please? He means the world to me." "As you wish." "My sword is yours child." "Thank you." I hugged dreyah and handed her a picture. "A picture of me when I played soccer as a child. I keep it with me incase I forget my way. If you ever feel alone. Remember me by looking at this." "Will you come back?" "Of course." We rode to the east, along the beach. "Riverveil should be up ahead. Its getting dark. Hurry!" we pushed on and found the town. "We stay here till dawn. Then we leave out. "Fine by me but im taking first watch. Weve had that rider on us for the past 90 miles." "Agreed. But if you wake me up boy..no magic can help what ill do to you." "Riiight." we headed to the inn and booked a room. I got my bow out and sat at the window. I started singing down to the river from o'brother where art thou. "That song..its beautiful" "Thank you. I love old music like this." "Your voice is so soft. I don’t think dreyah has heard you sing." "No one has. I thought you were asleep." "Well…" "hold up. Hes coming into the inn." I held a ball of energy in my hand. "Shhhh…" I heard a knock. I walked over and slowly opened the door. "Yes?" I was tackled by a red cloaked figure. "Let go or ill fry your ass you sum bi-" I was cut off by sobbing. "I thought you died on that mountain. I was so worried." "How did you.." "Well silly we all heard about the mysterious mage in the battle down south. We knew it. Only one man has that power." "Oh so youre all here." "yes. All four of us." "Sir Who are these women?" "Sophia, girls meet my bodyguard, reyah." "Oh and your…mother gave me this to give to you, as well as gave me an ass chewing for..well." "I understand. And I forgive you." I was given a new sword. I unsheathed it. "Solid white." I held both of them. "Stay a while. Lets catch up." Sophia told me about how her father was so angry and how he had heard of my battle and quickly changed his tune. I told them of my house. How I had all these cool features and how I really didn’t want to go back home. This world was my home now. "Im happy for you. I know from the day at my home..you..you are so bent inside…" "I am. But it’s a demon I have to live with." "You mean you actually turned?" "Not per say rey. But I was close…if I had… I could have been unstoppable. Immortal…I could have." "Stop it! You know I couldn’t…not like that!" "Right…im sorry." "Well im going to bed. Lydia, vex, sophia lets get a-" "Here. You will sleep here." "But sir. The be-" "I have a pallet that can work. Ill just take a full night watch." I laid them a pallet for them and smiled. "Torl…" "Yes reyah?" "Sing…please?" I cleared my throat. "Down to the river…" I started singing out of the window. I felt the tears roll. This is the song they played at my fathers funeral. It always got me like this. I kept singing. Tears and all. But I wouldn’t let my voice crack. I started into another song by johnny cash and I was a mess. I began singing when I felt arms around me. "Youre such a oddity. And I love that about you." I kept singing and crying. By now I had sang it twice and she chimed in. we sang for hours. Until I couldn’t anymore and it was all silent tears. "I want to come with you. I would die for you…I love you." "I love you too. Even if I am mortal..i would spend all my years loving you if we could…" "I know. Hold me please?" I held her in my lap. "I don’t want to have sex. I want to feel our hearts beat in unison." I kissed her. We kept kissing. No fondling or grinding. Just a long passionate kiss. "They are cute arent they?" "Yeah.. Too bad shes being married this next moon. I think he really would die for her and shed do the same." I didn’t hear them and I did not want to…it would have killed them all. And the whole world would fall into peril. I would become darkness reborn. We soon fell asleep on the pallet. I dremt of us.. Having passionate sex. Making true love. It was a dream so vivid…we had a house on lake country…with kids a dog…it was amazing. I awoke to a cold floor. It was dawn and I knew had to get going. The girls were gone. And it was back again. That dark power. I shook it off. "Reyah. Get up its time go." "Ok..let me pee first." I got ready and I got dressed. "If I may ask.. Who wa-" "Sophia…princess of draconia…" "You love her?" "Yes…but I cant..she lives forever. I do not." "Cmon big guy. We gotta get going." I groaned. When we got to the dock I paid our way and we set out. "Captain says three days at most. Im really excited." "Me too…may I confide in you?" "Yes sir." "When the time comes you will know my true story…my home..if I tell you and you are the last one to be alive out of those who know…die with that locked away." "Yes sir. I swear." What I didn’t know was that she knew abou the girls conversation. She bore that cross. "And if you know anything that would set me off….never tell me…please. I could…it would be catastrophic." "Yes sir." I laid back and reyah leaned against me. "Ill keep you safe..dont worry." I soon fell asleep. But not before I wrote in my journal. Everything from the mountains till this moment. When I awoke reyah was spooning me. It was dark out. I took out my journal and started sketching. I drew the mountains and trees. The dragons. I drew lunitate and kel. I drew my house…but I had one drawing I made myself when I drew sophia. I could… "Hey…morning." "Its night. Late…and its so quiet." She snatched my journal up and began looking at my sketches. "Wow. These are amazing." "That’s private. Cmon!" "Im looking!" I glared at her. "Gerald…and you." I grabbed it from her. "That’s enough. I told you…one day." I sighed. "I wonder what…mom is doing?" "I bet she misses you. I know shes out there doing good work." "No doubt." we traveled two more days when we spotted dens forests. "Alright. Were here. A boat runs every month to take passengers back." We hopped off and began the trek. "God its hot here…what the hell?" We walked for miles until we found a hut. Out in the middle of no where. "Is this it?" "Yup. Coordinates match up." "To learn have you come boy?" I saw an elvish woman walk out of the doorway. "Yes maam." I kneeled. "Dre-" "I know who sent you and why you are here. Come in." We followed her in and she lifted up the table, showing a ladder. "Come." we climbed down to see a huge marble door. "You may go in here. This chamber will dredge up your memories. Make you anything far from happy. You will have seven days. You will not and cannot hurt anyone in this chamber. Only yourself." "Arent you the teacher?!" "I am. But this is the only way to learn how to control this power." I dropped my gear, save my shirt pants and boots. "Good luck sir. May yo-" I was already inside. I saw images. Saw people die. Relived events I wasn’t even there for. But that I knew of. "I will master you!!!" I let loose with a rage so strong I was immediately engulfed in black fire. I began going rampant. I was maxed out. Fully consumed. I had turned. On the inside I was fighting that dark woman. On the outside I was a howling black specter. We were locked in an epic battle within my soul. It was brutal. Two days passed. Physically I was a monster. I had a devil look. Horns and all. I could tell we are on par with one another as to who has greater control. "You will submit boy!" "Fuck you, vile demon!" It was so taxing. I knew that if I could cage this beast I could harness the power. Or kill it. But I knew. Deep down…I would have to loose this power. And lock the doors. "I WILL EAT YOUR FUCKING SOUL!!" I kept quiet. I kept this up for I don’t know how long until I lost it. "And look! You have failed! Like you did with sophia, your sister…face it boy everyone hates your worthless gu-" I blasted her ass with what I had left. "I have my mother! I have reyah. And I have my horse you vile whore!!!" I beat her down with electricity. I didn’t stop. I was going to end this here and now. I kept up until I finally blacked out. I awoke to a clock going off. "Seven days already? Good god." I looked around. I was in the chamber..i had won. I did it…and not to late either. I busted out of the door and saw reyah sitting there crying. "He didn’t make it…I failed… im so sorry.." "Sorry? For what? Im right here. I did it." She spun around. "Oh my void.." I was met with a hug so tight I coughed. "So you have done it. Im impressed. Youre the only one to do so." "It wasn’t fun….i really need to lie down." "This is normal. You need rest. Im going into town ill be back tomorrow. Rest. The both of you." When she left I jumped up and grabbed my gear. "What are you doing?" "Gonna stack bodies. Find some thugs and do good deeds. Heroic stuff." I walked out and headed to the mainland. "You cant just run off!" "Oh but I can!" I ran into the bushes. "Wow its so amazing here! So much fauna. I got my journal out and started to draw a huge deer. "That things got twelve points…my god." I heard a twig snap behind. It wasn’t rey.. Shed be yelling I was being tracked. I pulled my bow out at the deer and charged my self. I poured a full array of bolts into the sky. Hundreds. If not a thousand. I put a barrier around me and I heard a vile scream. I busted out to find a bleeding person. "Why were you followi-" I saw its face. It was a grey skinned, white haired version of me. "I told you I would be back…I am darkness. I am death. In the flesh." I drew my sword as soon as it did. "This isnt possible!" we dueled through the forrest. "It is. Im you. Im stronger. I have all of my powers and yours!" I pulled out both swords and felt lightning surround me. "HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! How adorable. The fabled hero against an unstoppable evil!!" we collided again. Causing a crater to form. "SHUT UP!! I can use the darkness in me to defeat ou!" "Don’t fight fire with fire boy." I locked up with it and headbutted the creature. "Fuck you!" "Not bad. But youre at full power. Im only a mere quarter…how sad…but this body…I made it just for you." "But how…?" I was motionless. "You should have kept me with you. I couldn’t have escaped then…but too late. I withdraw. I tire of this fight. I want your body and soul to be as strong as me…it will be worth it, only then." Like a mirage it was gone. "Sir! I heard fighting." "It escaped…the darkness escaped…" I walked past her. "So powerfull…" "Come on sir. We have to get back to the queen." we walked for a few more hours until we just couldn’t walk. "Lets…rest here…" I hit the ground and groaned. "So sore…mortal body failing!" I heard her laugh. "Your so outta shape!" "Must be great from that glass house, miss sits on ass." "Bite me." "Careful, its learning." "What?" "I don’t know!!! I need sleep!" I looked at her and her clothes were clinging to her body, very tightly. "What are you staring at?" I blushed and looked away. "Nothing. Just spaced out is all." "Really now?" She crawled over to me and grinned. "I saw what you were really looking at.." she pressed her breasts together. "Don’t take me for a fool." She leaned into me and licked her lips. "I have a good mind to tie you up and make you watch as I bathe." I gulped hard and felt the sweat roll down my face. "I thought you didn’t get nervous?" "I don’t. I just i- uhm." She kissed me and I felt her run her hands up my chest. I kissed her back and slid her pants down. I rubbed her clit and she gasped. "Sensitive!" She clawed me and I grinned. "You think that’s awsome try this." I slammed my cock into her hole. "OH MY GOD!!" I drove my self into her. "Shhh this isnt even the beginning." I felt her shudder. I picked her up and started fucking her. I was absolutley beating her shit up. Her pussy was divine. I felt her cum twice and I pushed her to the brink of passing out. "Cmon boy! Keep fucking me!" I pushed her to a rock and fucked her from behind. I grabbed her ass and rug my fingers into it. She was so tight. It was like I couldn’t pull out. "God youre so fucking tight!" "I know.. And youre so big! I want you to cum deep inside of me please?" I groaned. I could feel her walls clamp down on me. "Im gonaa cu-cu-" I felt her cum and I winced, holding my load back. "I cant keep up." "Me either reyah! Im gonna cum!" "Give it to me!" I pulled out and came on her ass. "Mmmmmm good boy!" I was beat. I was hot, tired and fucked silly. I heard thunder and it started raining. "Ahh that feels amazing!" I sat back and yawned. "Lets sleep." I carried her under a tree and held her close to me. "Sing? Please?" I looed at her and smiled. "Ok." I slowly sang ring of fire by Johnny cash. Halfway through I heard her breathing slow and she was soon asleep. "Sleep well. Youll need it." I looked into the forrest and saw a cloaked figure. "Hmmm." I got one of my blades and crept over. I saw her! The witch bitch that sent me here! I knocked her down and pointed my blade at her throat. "Hello." "But how?" "Shhhh its ok. I know youre scared. Probably confused. But its ok. Cause im here and youre dead." I went to plunge my blade into her. "Stop! I can take you home!" I stopped and grinned maniacally. "I am home…I know youre youre lying." "What if im not?" I backed up. "Leave. If I ever wish to leave ill hunt you down." I walked away and waved. "If you know whats good youll find a hole somewhere far. Oh and make sure you have an army." I walked back to camp and curled up to reyah. When I woke up she was getting dressed and had our gear ready. "Cmon dumbass. We gotta get moving." She wore an enormous grin.

"Those are Lauren, Samantha, and my rooms. All of which you must meet the owners of said rooms first, it’s a simple tradition. Well that and I have to say if a boy can go in or not. And you will be sleeping in the guest room. All of your things have been moved in already." "All I can say is thank you so much, so very much for being so hospitable to me. I figure the least I can do is help cook and clean." cooking and clean was nothing new to me I loved helping my family..before I died and I could cook very well in fact. I plopped down on my new king sized bed and flicked the tv on to see the news of mine and jordans death. Odly I was satisfied I got a second chance at life…he was just a waste of it in my eyes. I was famished and found what appeared to be a minifridge by my bed and opened it up to find a bottle of A+ blood and I drank it like it was a regular soda and soon my hunger faded and I was left feeling powerful in a way I guess. I fixed my eyes on the tv and didn’t even realise lexi had crept into my room, and like a ninja she attacked. "How is my newly blooded king feeling after his first taste of blood?" Her eyes scanned my body. I was shirtless and gymshort clad. She had me pinned, straddling me and I was like a deer in head lights. She was stunning. A baggy T-shirt and spandex shorts. " I uhm I feel better yea." I squeaked out. "Is something the matter sam? Never seen a woman before silly?" And with that she laid into a kiss like ive never felt before. I felt passion, lust, remorse, and an animalistic need for sex. I broke away and she told me of how she saw my true self when she read my mind and fell for me and as she was saying that I invaded her brain and my jaw dropped she was all I ever wanted and I was taken aback. "I think were gonna get to know each other very quickly." we both said and laughed as she worked her hands down my chest kissing my neck and collar bone softly. I quickly grabber her hips and moaned as she bit down after every kiss, slowly approaching my waist. " Holy christ lex you're too good at this." I managed to moan out. By that point I was squirming and writhing, but something was keeping me stationary. It was her mental power, she was holding me down with her mind! This girl can do it all. As I looked down she was grinning ear to ear and then took my whole cock deep in her mouth. "DEAR SWEET FUCK!" I cried out as she drooled on my cock. " If you keep this up ill cum in no time" Lexi popped my cock out of her mouth smirking. " Have you earned it sammy? Have you really earned it?" She asked in an assertive tone. All the while gripping my cock like it was the thing keeping her alive. " Yes! Yes, ive earned it Lexi…please fuck me?" I was reduced to a whimpering begging fool by this seductress, yet I loved being some ones palything. " Well its late hot stuff, but..youve got the biggest cock ive ever seen. That’s a solid eight inches!" she winked and walked out to her room. And there I was, hard naked alone and left to gather my self, so I went into the garage and hopped into my cadilac, opened the garage door and took off, turbos winding engine roaring down I-12. I came upon a lot full of cars, street race cars. I hopped out and started looking around at the eclipses, SRX's and a few skylines and GTR's. "Tan much?!" A gruff deep voice yelled from a 1970 chevelle. "nah hauss I spent too much time on this fucker!" I jokingly said pointing at my new caddy.- "Well well 07 DTS 4.6 northstar V8 with a straight pipe?" I told him no and as the man got closer he stood an easy six two and had biceps the size of watermelons. " No sir 6.2 with twin v1200 turbos. And some bass but I rebuilt it after I flipped it and cracked the engine block." I gawked at this mans stature. He seemed to command the whole lot and dictate it all. "names Vincent, vincent blackmon." we shook hands and we both talked about how each of us were from a small town in alabama and then I asked, hastily,"wanna race?" He looked at me like I just asked for a million bucks and just laughed. "maybe when you aint riding in a granny car!" As he walked away a young lady approached me wearing a bandanna over her nose and mouth and was pale as I was but I had no vibes from her if she had any to give off and it was scary, like she was some kinda racing machine. "I'll race ya! Get to the line now!" we both got in our cars and headed to the line and strapped in knowing what we were doin was highly deadly not that it'd kill me. She was in a honda civic 2001 with blue underglow and a blacked out paintjob. Racers get ready!!! A voice boomed over the roar of engines. SET!!!.....GO!!! And with that we shot off and already off the block I was at 6000 RPMs and climbing. We were going 135 easy down I-12 and neither one of us had an edge and then I got impatient and floorboarded it…right into her trap. I heard a hiss and she hit her nitros and was gone, and I was left a quarter mile behind her gawking. That mother fucker I thought. I reached her car and she told me to follow her to her place, and so I did. But as we got closer I realized where we were and sure enough I was home at Emily's mansion. I got out of my cadillac and watched her closely. "who are you? Are you lauren or samntha?" She remained quiet and took her bandanna off and my jaw dropped. I knew this girl. It was my ex girlfriend..lauren smith and somehow I never put two and two together. Id seen her and her mother several times in public. "so where did they drag your pathetic ass up from? Arent you dead or some shit?" she hissed. "yea fuck you too you have no right to be mad at me anyway! You left me because I wasn’t a good enough fuck for you!" *whack* A swift boot heel to the chin was her response and just stood there bleeding and healing slowly. Her eyes went wide as dinner plates and she grabbed me by my neck lifting me up and reading every thought I had. "So your sister…and that wreck I heard about and you dying…why'd you have to do it? Why for her? Shes your sister yea but shes gone you cant help that you fuck up." I just hung there glaring at her, stabbing her eyes with mine and she released me. " im sorry it all had to happen…I don’t hate you I just never thought id get the chance to say something I shoulda said your sophmore year…im sorry sam..i shoulda seen how great of a guy you were." she bolted into the house and up into her room. It all came back to me..they moved out here in this huge place from the inner city to hide…I remember all of it how they used to live a block away and I remember she always brought me over when no one was home. Now It makes sense why lexi seemed so familiar with me the day I died..she either felt sorry for me or was interested in what lauren missed out on two years ago. I slowly walked in to see lexi and her mother piled up on the couch watching True blood and eating popcorn which was odd considering vampires drink blood? But there was this red dust which seemed to replace butter that coated each piece. "Don’t stand there like a knob on a log sweetie!" Come join us! Emily patted the space between them. Looking at her more intensely Emily had the bod most men die for nice wide hips a tiny waist and some of the biggest boobs on a woman her size, must be DD's. I sat there watching, ingulfed in the plot and eating popcorn..like I was normal again. But what I didn’t see was the wordless, mother daughter conversation going on and before I knew it I had both women curled up to me and me being the man I was wrpped my arms around them both. " How was the race sammy?" Lexi asked me through a yawn. " I uh I don’t..what race I just went to clear my mind." Boy was I lying my ass off and they fucking knew it. " don’t play dumb with me young man! I know you were out there we were in your mind during whole thing and I have to say im very upset you just up and left!" Emily was really scolding me about this. She looked deep into my eyes and sighed. " im sorry for what lauren did to you sweetie..shes can be a ruthless man eater. Ill talk to her tommorow about it all. Now that I know why she did to you what she did and why she never told me. Now off to bed both of you!" Lexi and I smiled at each other and went upstairs and parted ways for now. What a hell of a week!

It was like any other Saturday morning. At least, that's what I thought when I stepped out of the shower and threw on some sweats and a t-shirt. As I was finishing my breakfast, I heard noise in the hallway. I didn't think anything of it because I knew the new neighbors were supposed to be moving in this weekend. I went into the spare room where my weights were and started my daily ritual of lifting weights. I thought I heard someone knocking at the door, but by the time I got to the door there was a loud thud and a lot of swearing. "Hey, Neighbor. Can you help us out? We didn't have money for movers and we were trying to move our stuff in. We ran into some trouble, though," one of the girls said hurriedly as she was trying to keep an eye on the things they had in the front yard. I replied, "Today is your lucky day. You just hired a moving man for the day. My name is Paul. Let me close my door and I will be right there." As it turned out, there were four girlfriends moving in. Their names were Maria, Selena, Christina and Mandy. All four girls were Latinas. I am terrible at telling what countries people come from, but I heard the girls speaking Spanish. They were all starting their sophomore year at the women's college nearby. As the day progressed, I learned that they were all BFFs. Each of them had a different major ranging from psychology to theater to fashion design to nutrition. And they all were simply gorgeous and incredibly fit. After we got everything moved in, they invited me back to their new apartment by 12:00 pm. (They didn't have a lot of stuff.) We ordered from the Pan Asian restaurant a few blocks away. I decided to treat them because they are poor college students and I do very well for myself in the computer industry. On the way back from the restaurant, I picked up several bottles of alcohol: everything from wine coolers and wine to the hard stuff. I thought it would be a nice house warming gift. The girls didn't have a kitchen set, so we ate in the living room. I sat on the couch with Maria and Christina on either side. Selena and Mandy were across from us. It was already 90 minutes since I got back with the food and alcohol. Having finished our food a while ago, we were just getting to know one another as we enjoyed our adult beverages. "Do you have a girlfriend, Paul?" Maria asked. I said, "Nope." Mandy asked, "What about a boyfriend?" I raised one eyebrow and said proudly, "I am very much a heterosexual. What about you, ladies?" Selena, speaking for the group, said, "Oh, we all like guys. We just decided that with school that we won't have time for any serious relationships until we graduate." Instantly, I felt like someone pulled the rug from under me. I know that I just met these girls not even 6 hours earlier, but I was hoping to ask one or more of them out. They were simply stunning. It was getting quiet. You know, the kind of quiet that comes before people start excusing themselves to go home or saying that they needed to do something else. I really didn't want to go back to my apartment -- alone, not when there were four incredibly hot women here. "What about playing a game?" I asked. They liked the idea of a game, but they didn't have any games at their new place. And I am a guy. All I have are my Xbox games and I don't think they would want to play those. Oh, I do have some playing cards back at my place. I hesitatingly said, "I know this may sound lame, but I have a deck of cards. I'd be happy to get them. While I am gone, you can pick the card game." They seemed happy with the idea. I said, "Hey, give me ten extra minutes. I would like to shower after helping move you girls in." Selena said, "How about an hour? That will give us a chance to get cleaned up too." ===== I came back with the cards and poker chips just in case they chose to play poker. I am okay at poker. I know the rules and that. I am sure I would be able to teach them poker if they want to learn. Mandy said, "We aren't in the mood for anything that requires a lot of thought. We want to play a game like war." I was thinking, "This blows," but I guess I am still here with these beautiful ladies, so I should just go along with whatever they want. I said, "Sure thing. It will allow us to still talk and laugh then." Mandy replied, "That's what we like in a guy. Someone who is agreeable and tries to please us women." And they all laughed. I guess I scored some points after all. After we played a game, Maria asked, "So, Paul, what's the craziest thing you ever did in your life." I thought for a while and said, "When I was in high school, I called Domino's (the pizza chain) and sent ten pizzas with all of these crazy ingredients to our principal's address. That is about it. I am not that adventurous. What about you ladies?" They began to laugh. Maria said, "We play strip poker at school from time to time." Christina jumped in, "It's not as crazy as it sounds, though." Mandy said, "Our parents have sent us to schools for girls ever since we were in kindergarten." Christina continued, "…. so it's only been with other girls." I raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh really? Very interesting. But you have seen guys' bodies, though. Right? I mean, you have been with a guy before. Right?" "No, at least, not in person. We have seen pictures in our science books," one of them said. Mandy said, "Maybe sometime we can play strip poker here with you." "Yeah, right," I said as I rolled my eyes, "Don't get me wrong. I would love to play, but I really don't believe that you even played it at school. You don't look the type." They looked at one another and started smiling. Mandy said, "We were serious about not wanting to play poker today, so strip poker is out." I started to say something, but she interrupted and said, "so how about strip war?" My mouth fell open. I was not expecting this, but I was so up for it. Or I will be. I asked, "Where should we play?" Mandy replied, "How about the floor?" I got down on the floor. I said, "So what should the rules be?" Selena said, "We only have 52 cards, so to prevent the game from going too fast, how about any time there is war, the loser takes off an article of clothing?" We all agreed to the one rule. We started playing and they started teasing me saying the first one stripped bare was going to be me. "¿Estás poniendo nervioso, Pablo?" They were arguing about how big I was going to be. "¿Cuánto crees que su pene es?" The first war was between Christina and me. I took off my shirt because I wanted to give them a little to look at. I have been lifting weights ever since I was in high school, so I looked pretty good if I do say so myself. They looked at one another and smiled. The second time was between Selena and me. I lost again. Selena came over and yanked my left shoe off. The other girls all laughed. I was getting aroused. If only they knew, what would they do? I guess at this rate, I will soon find out. This time it was Maria's turn to beat me. She crawled over to me as the girls were telling her to get me and laughing. She tugged at my right shoe until it came off. Several cards were turned over and I feigned a sigh of relief to suggest that I thought I was going to spared for a while. No sooner did I do this, Mandy and I were at war. She was smiling and winked at me. We turned over our cards and I lost yet again. I said, "Hey, I think I have been tricked! Okay, your turn, Mandy." As she was crawling over, I stuck out my foot, so she could pull off my sock. She continued to smile, but started to shake her head "no". She told me to stand up. I did like I was told. The other girls cheered her on. Suddenly, Mandy's hands were at my waistband and she was working my sweats down. I stepped out of them. I decided that I had a thing for Mandy a few hours ago. I really wanted her to do the honors of pulling my boxers off and get the first eye-full, so I threw my hands up and told Mandy, "You might as well do the other clothing. I know when I am beaten." Mandy's eyes were incredible as she looked up at me. She pointed to one foot and I lifted it, so she could take off my right sock. She pointed to the other foot, so she could take off the left sock. I bent down and whispered into her ear, "Am I really the first guy that you have seen?" She looked up at me with her big brown eyes and mouthed, "Si." I don't know why she did it, but she moved her small hands up my legs. It felt so good. She grabbed the sides of my boxers as she kneeled up to where she could see my cock when it came out and started pulling my boxers down slowly. The other girls now were kneeling around us. Suddenly, my cock sprang up and hit Mandy on the lips. She gasped because it startled her. Everyone started to laugh -- including Mandy. I caught her inadvertently lick her lips. Mandy and the other girls were still staring at my cock, going between laughing and becoming completely silent and back to laughing. They were all blushing. They all held their hands out like they were thinking about how big it was. I told them, "8 inches." They seemed very pleased. I heard, "Game over". I thought, "You've got to be kidding! I am so horny." However, I knew I better not act too upset. I just said, "Awww, really???" Everyone reluctantly began to nod their heads and say, "Si...." Mandy mouthed, "I'm sorry." I shrugged and began to bend over to picked up my clothes. I heard, "No, no, no. Until further notice, this is a CLOTHING OPTIONAL area -- our option. And we want you to stay like that any time you come into this apartment, you are required to strip out of ALL of your clothing. Is that understood?" I nodded and said, "Understood...." I am pretty sure that I am going to enjoy this a great deal. I found a barstool in the corner and pulled it up where everyone else was sitting and sat in such a way to have my cock displayed the best. Nobody complained. Any time I caught one of the girls look, I made my cock jump. Sometimes they jumped. Sometimes they giggled. Mostly, they blushed. I thought, "This is going to be so much fun. I wonder what they have planned for me." Someone said, "Paul, you just became OUR novio, er, boyfriend." "I did what???" Christina said, "Like we said before, with school, we will have no time for serious relationships. Our parents are expecting straight As from all of us. However, we do have desires that are impossible to suppress. And we don't want to be distracted by our passions." Whoa! I don't believe this. This has to be a dream. Mandy continued, "We all drew straws to decide who would choose the man. And I picked you. You can have all of us for the next three years or longer if we decide to go on for more education. What do you say? Would you and your friend down there like to be ours? You would be allowed to make love to each of us and expected to regularly. And if we say it's okay, you could have sex with our female friends from school." I replied, "We would love to." Mandy said, "You will have to extra patient with us, though. We are all virgins. We have not even kissed a guy before. We all read steamy novels, so we know a little. Would you be willing to be very careful with us?" How could I not agree to this??? I said, "It would be my honor." One of them blurted out, "We were NOT kidding that we expect you to be without ANY clothes on. You can only wear them in this apartment when we say. That includes any parties or get together we have with our female friends." I laughed and said, "I got it." Maria said, "Paul, you have a magnificent body and you are extremely good looking, but I noticed that you have some scars and you broke your nose. What happened to you? Were you in an accident or something?" Everyone got quiet and they stopped smiling as they waited to hear what I was going to say. I began, "It happened about 10 years ago when I was still a freshman in high school. I saw a bunch of young thugs entering an alley laughing about 'finding' another one. I didn't like the sound of that. If I had any brains, I would have minded my own business. Anyway, I followed them to see what they were up to. They had this very young girl cornered and I just knew that they were going to rape her at the very least. I couldn't have lived with myself if I didn't try to help her. From the looks of these guys, I was sure that they would killed me. But like I said, I knew that I couldn't live with myself." Selena then asked, "What happened then?" I continued, "Well, I didn't have time to get help or devise a plan. I basically stepped out of my hiding place and told the thugs to let the girl go. They said that if I knew what was best for me, I better leave NOW. I didn't want to go through all this and still have that little girl get hurt, so I got the guys to come for me and I yelled, 'Run away, darling. Go home to your family!!!' And she did run. But I had to take the 4 guys on. And I lost. I am just lucky that they didn't have weapons on them. They had to use their fists and then when I went down, they started to kick me. The only thing that saved my life was the sirens that were coming closer. The guys ran away. I spent the next week in the hospital and even time at home. I think I missed 3 or 4 weeks of school. I had broken ribs, internal bleeding, a concussion and my nose was broken." "Wow!!! Do you know what happened to the little girl? Do you know if she was ok?" Maria asked. I answered, "When they ran away, the little girl came out and hugged me until the police came and the paramedics took me away. I never saw her again." I saw Mandy shed a few tears, but didn't think anything of it. The other girls were saying things like "Wow" and "Dios mio". I had forgotten that I was naked. And the girls seemed to too. My erection had subsided! I didn't think that was even possible with these stunning girls. Christina had bent down to move stuff from the couch and I was hard again. The girls were amazed at how my cock changed. They understood why, of course, because of their science classes and the fiction they read, but they had never saw one in real life. I wanted to talk to Mandy alone, so I had to get her attention somehow. I thought for a minute and all I thought of was going for dessert or running an errand and asking for a volunteer to assist me. I said, "I am in the mood for dessert. Anyone else up for dessert? This will be yummy. I promise you." They all said they would have some. I said, "Great! Hey, can you assist me, Mandy? I need to go to the store." As I hoped, Mandy said, "Si, I would be glad to." I said, "Well, first..., do I have permission to get dressed any time I need to leave the apartment?" Mandy said, "Ordinarily, you will. Let me help you this time." Mandy walked over to where my clothes were. I know I continue to use stunning to describe these girls. However, they really are. Simply beautiful. When she got near where I was, she got on her knees and proceeded to put my clothes on for me. She indicated that I was not to do anything unless she said. First the boxers. She asked me to lift my feet and she slipped the boxers over my feet. She then said, "Paul, please stand up." She raised up on her knees, so she was eye-level with my very erect cock." She hesitated there for what seemed to be 10 seconds, but it was probably only 4 or 5. She pulled up the boxers up to the bottom of my cock. Pretending to think about how to get my erect cock into the boxers, she continued to maintain eye contact with it. She looked up at me with those beautiful brown eyes and she smiled as she winked at me. She took her right hand, grabbed my cock and directed it towards her lips as she opened her mouth. She moved her opened mouth close to my cock, quickly kissed the most sensitive part of the head and put it back into the boxers. Without her saying I could, I plopped back onto the stool. She smirked at me as she lowered herself back, so she was sitting back on her heels. She asked me to lift my feet again and she slipped my feet into my sweats. Mandy asked me to stand up again which I did. She pulled them up and pushed my covered cock into my sweats. The socks and shoes were uneventful with the exception of her demeanor. She looked completely content with serving me. When it was time for my shirt, she stood up and after adjusting the shirt in her hands, she stood near me and she slipped the shirt over my head. She motioned with her eyes to lift my left arm up and she slipped my arm into the shirt. She did the same for my other arm. After that, she seemed to be embracing me, but she was pulled my shirt down in back. I smelled her hair and it smelled like some sort of flowers. Stepping back, she pulled the shirt down in front. Maria cleared her throat to let us know that they were still there and they were watching all of this. She said to Christina and Selena, but intentionally loud enough for us to hear, "Girls, now Paul will want to come and go several times a day after the performance Mandy just gave us." They started laughing and applauded. Mandy just blushed. I just nodded. And they laughed even harder. I bent down and kissed Mandy on the forehead. I whispered, "Gracias. That was incredible." My Spanish stinks. I took Mandy by the hand and grabbed my keys. "I have a confession to make," I told Mandy, as we left our floor. She asked, "Oh?" with an inquisitive look on her face. I said, "I didn't really want dessert. I really wanted to talk to you in private -- away from the other girls." Mandy said, "Is it that you don't like me? And you want to let me down gently." "No," I said, "that's not it at all, Darling. . . . I don't know what it is, but I feel like we have known each other for ever. I don't understand that because we just met today. I know what you girls said earlier about not having time for serious relationships. It's just that I would give up everything I think I will have with your other roommates and potentially any of your other girlfriends if I could be only yours." Mandy started to tear up. I continued, "In fact, I also am a virgin. Don't get me wrong. I am a very horny guy. You saw how I got an erection just seeing Christina bent over. I really like the idea of having sex with a lot of women. It's just that I guess I have been saving myself for the woman I will love for the rest of my life. I think that you are that woman. I am probably embarrassing myself. You probably wouldn't want to be with me. But I really would like you to be my very first. And I wanted you to know that before anything else happened with any other girl." What happened next just about knocked the wind out of me. Mandy started to cry. I tried to comfort her. Suddenly, she threw her arms around me and said that I don't know how happy that makes her. She said, "I have waited a very, very long time to hear that, Paul." Not believing what I just heard, I said, "You waited a very long time for a guy to tell you that?" She said, "No, I have waited a very long time to hear YOU say that to me." I said, "How could that possibly be? We met for the very first time today." Mandy said, "Not exactly. . . ." I looked utterly confused. She said, "I have loved you for 10 years ever since you rescued me. You gave your life to save me. Even though you lived, it was your intention to save me even though you knew you would probably die. I am that little girl from the alley." I sat down wherever I was at the time when I heard this revelation. And Mandy hopped on my lap, threw her arms around me again and this time began to shower me with kisses. Slowly, it started to dawn on me what Mandy was saying. I still had a ton of questions, but Mandy just said she loved me. I started to return her affection. We kissed passionately for several minutes. Mandy said, "I would absolutely love it if we could be one another's first lover. But, please, stay in our agreement. I will be yours and only yours until one of us dies. However, I have worked so hard to arrange this for you. These girls are really my BFFs. I told them about what happened to us practically right after it happened." "They really did mean it when they had no time or interest in have anything serious. We all are horny just like you. They just want to have a guy around to 'play with'. They don't want to have the drama. They just want the sex. It would make them happy which would make me very happy." I told her, "Alright. If it would make you happy, I am up for it. However, you have to promise me that the instant you want it to stop, you will tell me. Promise?" She said, "Yes, I promise. I have a gift for you when we get back. It's something that will make your erection remain for hours a day. You are going to need it in the coming days, mi amore." I said, "I have an idea for dessert. I can get some whipped cream, chocolate sauce, and so on." Mandy said, "And we could put it all over you and us girls could eat it off?" I smiled and nodded. I said, "Let's get to the grocery store before it closes." ===== As soon as we came into the girls' apartment, I heard, "Remember the rules, Paul," coming from the living room. As I put down my bag, I said, "Thanks for the reminder, girls. Mandy, would you please help me take off, um, everything?" Mandy said, "I would be more than happy to help you. Please, come in here, though." After our talk, I felt so much better. I didn't know what all she had planned for me, but I knew that we were of one mind now. I knew that she loved me and she wanted to be one another's first lover. I decided that I would put myself completely in her hands and let her direct everything from here on -- at least for tonight. I took my barstool and brought it to the middle of the living room. After I sat down, Mandy brought a pillow with her and knelt on it in front of me. The other girls gathered on either side of her. Mandy directed Selena to take off my shirt. After it was off, though, she ran her hands over my upper body. I decided to have some fun with it too, so I started to flex different muscles to give her a nicer experience. She whispered in my ear, "Mmmm... I think I am going to enjoy you a lot." As Selena was finding her spot on the floor, Mandy directed Christina and Maria to take off my shoes and socks. Getting undressed by four beautiful girls is exhilarating -- knowing that they want me as much I want them. Mandy said, "Please, stand up, so we can remove your pants." When I stood up, the girls all had my sweats at different spots. Mandy had both of her hands near the front at the waistband. They came down easily. The other girls were moving their hands over my legs checking out the muscles. Mandy started talking to my cock, "We will be seeing you very soon. And then you will get a VERY WARM welcome." It was as if my cock really did understand because it bobbed in my boxers. The girls laughed, but they also started licking their lips. I don't know if they even realized that they were doing it. Mandy said, "Please, sit down and lift your feet." The other girls dutifully slipped the sweats over my feet. I was getting extremely excited -- both emotionally and my erection. I was mere moments away from a lifelong fantasy coming true. And I saw it was true for the girls as well. They were staring at my boxers or rather at the massive bulge in my boxers with their big brown eyes opened so wide. Mandy was clearly the one in charge. All of us were following her lead. BEST DAY EVER!!! With the girls' attention on me, Mandy took the opportunity to wink at me and mouthed "I love you." I had to smile. This really was all about Mandy and me. She mouthed, "ready?" I took a deep breath and nodded. Mandy said, "Paul, please stand up." I stood up. My heart was pounding. She said, "Girls. . . ." They looked at Mandy. She asked, "Are you ready to help me to officially welcome our newest member to our group?" Maria asked, "Don't you mean the ONLY member?" as she looked directly at the bulge in my boxers. The girls chuckled. Ignoring Maria's silliness, Mandy repeated her question. And this time, all of the girls became serious and in unison said, "Ready!" Mandy put her hands on the waistband on either side of my cock and instructed the other girls to take their positions. Wow, this was actually turning into an actual little ceremony for them. I didn't think I could possibly get any hornier, but I was wrong. Hey, if it makes the girls hornier too . . . . Christina and Maria moved to either side of me and put their hands on the boxers on the sides. Selena moved next to Mandy. Altogether they lifted up onto their knees so Mandy and Selena would be eye-level with my cock. After a few seconds, they started to slowly lower my boxers. They were expecting my cock to spring up and bounce up into their faces. They didn't move, though. When it hit Mandy underneath her nose, she simply smiled. She gently took a hold of it and she started to kiss the head as she looked up into my eyes. Mandy moved over to her right, but she never gave up control of my cock. She continued to hold it for the other girls to kiss while she caressed my left leg. I guess it was understood by everyone that I was really hers and they seemed content with her sharing me with them. Mandy got back into position, kneeling on her pillow. With the other girls on either side of her just watching what she was going to do to my cock, she took in more of it into her mouth. "Mmmmmmm," came out of my mouth. And it seemed to encourage Mandy. She started to flit her tongue on the bottom of the head. I reached for her head and caressed her head. She then twirled her tongue around as the other girls watched and started to touch themselves. Mandy suddenly took more of me in her mouth and started to bob her head. She seemed to really getting into it. She closed her eyes and increased her speed. It wasn't long before I felt like I was going to cum. I told her that softly and she started to bob even faster as she stroked my cock. She looked up into my eyes as I exploded in her mouth, but she didn't let me out. She just continued to suck and stroke me with her hand -- slowing as the seconds passed. When she sensed that I was done, she let go of my cock, but she was still holding my leg and swallowed. She moved the pillow behind her and stood up in front of me. I noticed some of my cum on her long black hair and on the top of her chest. I tried to wipe it off for her, but she said to leave it. I have to admit that I kinda liked seeing it there. She then embraced me. Standing on her tiptoes, she whispered, "Te amo con todo mi corazón." She said, "I think you should rest for a bit. Please, come, sit with me on the couch. We have big plans for you," winking to me. I liked the sound of that very much. Based on what just happened, I thought I had just won life's lottery of sexual gratification. ===== It was a very strange feeling having been completely naked with these girls for a couple of hours and I still haven't seen them even in halfway revealing clothing, much less naked. I even had my first blowjob in front of the other three girls. They all had their mouths on my cock, too, and there has been no nudity other than mine. Just not what I had expected! But I am not complaining -- not in the least. It's just strange. Anyway, I was sitting on the couch next to Mandy. She was on the end and I was to her right. She had her head resting on me and I put my arm around her. It felt so right. Maria and Selena were sitting on the floor and Christina was sitting in the chair across from us. We had some cheese and fruit. I guess they (or Mandy) thought I needed something to keep up my energy (among other things). After 15 or 20 minutes of eating our snack and talking, Mandy said she would like some music on. Maria put on some music through her tablet and it played on speakers that I hadn't seen in the room. A few seconds into Christina Aguilera's "Express", Maria got up from the floor and started dancing suggestively. At first, I didn't understand what was happening. Girls like to move to songs they like. But it didn't take long before she began stripping for us, or I should say, for me. I started coughing on my food. Nobody let on that they noticed, but I felt Mandy laughing. She had her head down, but I had my arm around her still, so I felt her body shaking. When I realized what was happening, Mandy started to caress my leg. In no time, everyone had noticed my growing erection and they smiled with approval. Mandy picked up her head and got close to my ear. She whispered, "Your welcome, mi amore," and put her head back down, so it was resting on my chest. I realized how much I am starting to love my new girlfriend. She had to have been planning all of this for a long time. And if today was any indication, she had much more in store for me. I bent down and kissed her head and caressed her arm. Remember that we moved the girls in today, so they were in "work clothes". Maria began to unzip her baggy sweatshirt which revealed a busty, yet incredibly fit body. Maria had a yellow tank top with no bra underneath. She walked towards us and turned around. She bent down as she lowered her baggy sweatpants. She looked just like one of those dancers from hip hop music videos with her beautiful bubble butt Latin women are known for. Mandy slowly stroked my hard cock while I was watching Maria strip down to her tank top and thong. She bent over me and Mandy nudged me to help Maria take her remaining clothes off. Maria then sat down next to me as naked as I was. Mandy unbelievably released my cock and Maria picked up where Mandy left off. Mandy got up from the couch and started walking towards Selena and Christina. Before she got 5 feet from the couch, she turned and winked at me. I guess she wanted to reassure me that what Maria was doing and what was going to happen with other girls was all part of her delicious plan. Next was Christina's turn to strip for me. She too had a baggy sweatshirt, but hers had a hood. Unlike Maria, though, Christina was wearing baggy jeans which completely distorted her trim, yet busty figure. She repeated what Maria did and Maria nudged me to help Christina out of the rest of her clothes. She sat down where Mandy was sitting and helped Maria stroke my cock. Selena was next. She was also wearing something equally as unflattering. Just like Maria and Christina, a simply gorgeous body was revealed. But this time, I was nudged by both of my couch mates to help Selena with her remaining clothes. Instead of sitting on the couch with the three of us, Selena was given a pillow. The other two girls gently parted my legs thus making room for her to kneel before my cock. Soon, I had these dark-skinned beauties giving me a blowjob all at the same time. As one girl was stroking my cock, another was going down on me while the third gave my balls attention. Mandy came behind the couch and caressed my chest. Before I came, though, they stopped and got up. Maria did the "come here" sign with her index finger. Once I got up, Christina was behind me nudging me forward and Selena took my cock into her hand and led me to the middle of the floor. I was instructed to lie down on my back. Instead of getting a pillow for my head, Mandy was there and she put my head on her lap. And once I was situated on the floor, the other girls went back to work on my cock. Even though they said they have never been with a guy nor watched porn, they learned from other girls how to avoid making the guy come too soon. Finally, I told them that I was going to come. Maria started to bob furiously and I started shooting cum into her mouth. Instead of just swallowing it like Mandy did, she started to kiss Selena and Christina. She wanted to share my cum with them. And then they swallowed together. I was worn out and I woke up about 20 minutes later. My head was still on Mandy's lap. She was playing with my hair as I slept. She told me that the girls went to bed already, but they wanted her to tell me that it was their best day ever. Mandy informed me that I had a LOT more to look forward to. I took her by the hand and told her that I wanted her to consider my apartment her home whenever she wanted to come. I told her that in the morning, I was going to make her a copy of the key. Mandy asked, "What about now? I know you are worn out and you probably want to do nothing but go home and go to bed. But may I sleep with you tonight?" Without saying a word, I lifted her and carried her to my apartment. After opening my door, I picked her up and carried her to my bedroom. I gently laid her in the bed and climbed in next to her. I fell asleep within 2 minutes with Mandy in my arms. (Yes, I had forgotten my clothes in the girls' apartment. But you will have to wait until part 2 to find out what happens next.)

"Fuck me harder!" Cynthia Young screamed at her new husband. It was their honeymoon, they were in Paris, France and they were staying at a fancy hotel. Cynthia's husband was George Young, he was the son of a famous musician and was himself a successful lawyer in California. At 22 years old Cynthia was younger than the 35 year old George. They met at a party held by a mutual friend and fell in love. A year later they were married and owned a house in San Fransisco. Cynthia was on her hands and knees in front of George as he slowly plunged his stiff cock into her warm pussy. At her request he picked up the pace and the bedroom was filled with a loud slapping noise as his pelvis slapped against her big butt. George reached forward underneath Cynthia to grab each of her wonderful D cup tits and used them as handles to force her back onto his rod. Cynthia began to moan as she neared her orgasm, George didn't slow as her vaginal muscles began to constrict around his pulsing tool. He didn't get in many more thrusts before she came with a powerful orgasm and a loud scream. This drove George over the edge and he came hard, deep into his wife for the second time that day. Once George finished cumming he pulled out his softening cock with a slurp sound from his satisfied wife's cunt. He lied down on the bed and pulled his wife into an embrace and they kissed before crawling under the covers and falling asleep. The week had been a busy one for the couple as the wedding and the flight had kept them tired and separated until today when they made love for the first time in a month. The rest of their weekend had some fun planned for the couple involving museums, food, and of course plenty more sex. By the time they were at the airport preparing for the ride home they had fucked a dozen times over the three days. They were in first class and they planned on having sex one more time before they were back in California. During the flight while everyone else was sleeping they made their way back to the restroom and had a quickie so they could say they were members of the mile high club. They went back to their seats and went to sleep like everyone else. After the plane landed they got their bags and headed out they got in the car they had called and the driver took them home. Their new home was a gift from George's father as a wedding present, it was a beautiful two story building with three bedrooms and two and a half bathrooms. George only had the week off, while Cynthia didn't work anymore. They spent the week together having plenty of sex but George was distracted thinking about work the next week. The next week George went back to work and Cynthia spent most days alone. She went for walks and met the neighbours and was invited to join a group of housewives to get together twice a week. At first Cynthia was fine with her alone time and used it to learn how to cook and she read many of the great books she'd heard of but never read herself. By her fourth week back she had morning sickness and she wasn't feeling very good most of the time which limited the amount of activity she could do. Cynthia went to store and bought a variety of pregnancy tests she tried each one and all but one had the same result. She was pregnant. Cynthia scheduled an appointment with her doctor and thought about what was next. Her appointment came up and her doctor did some tests and confirmed what the store tests had said, she was pregnant. Cynthia went home and waited for George, when he got home she shared her news with him. He was very excited by the news and they called their parents to tell them about the recent development in their lives. Everyone was happy for them and their parents were excite to be grandparents. The couple did all the usual baby things like the shower and the ultrasound. Cynthia was very happy that George had found the time to be with her through the pregnancy and that he was still willing to have sex with her. Nine months later she gave birth to a healthy baby boy. They decided to name him Matthew after Cynthia's deceased older brother. ----------------17 years later--------------------------------- "Mom! Where's my red hat?!", the now 17 year old Matt yelled to his Mother in the other room. He was on summer break from school and had been spending most of his time with his friends. "Did you check the hook?", Cynthia yelled back to her somewhat spoiled only child. "Found it! Thanks Mom!", With that she heard the door open and close as her son went off to his friend's house. She took this opportunity and opened her nightstand and took out her vibrator. She stripped down and began rubbing her nipples with the vibrating toy as she thought about Hugh Jackman from a movie she had taken her son to. Since the birth of Matt the amount of sex she had with George had dwindled and recently they only had sex on birthdays and holidays. This had caused quite a bit of desire from Cynthia which she tried to squelch with toys. She took the toy down below and rubbed it against her clit before sliding her toy into her hot cunt. She let out a little gasp at the intrusion and quickly brought herself to an orgasm and put her toy away before the pool guy could come by. Almost on cue as she was putting her bra back on there was a knock at the door. She opened the door and there was their pool guy Jake, he was only 23 years old and was a lifeguard when not cleaning pools. His physique was like a lifeguard on television and Cynthia occasionally thought about him instead of Hugh Jackman. She led him out back and opened the gate so he could get to the pool. She went back inside and watched him from her bedroom window, he took his shirt off and began cleaning the pool. Cynthia got really turned on and began playing with herself as Jake cleaned the pool outside. When he bent over to test the ph of the water she got a view of his butt and she decided right then that she was going to sleep with him next week. George came home an hour after Jake finished and Cynthia explained that Matt was at a friend's house and would be back for dinner. She was still kind of horny so she hoped the now fifty year old would join her in bed for some fun. She whispered some dirty talk in his ear and asked him if he wanted to go upstairs. He complained of being tired and was going to go to bed after dinner and he walked off to his den for a drink. Cynthia was disappointed but not surprised and this just strengthened her resolve to sleep with the pool boy. The week flew by and before she knew it, it was Wednesday again. The boys were gone until late in the evening so she took out her bathing suit and put it on. She still looked great in her two piece suit with her tight body and her DD tits. She went out back with a towel and relaxed by the pool and waited for Jake. Within twenty minutes Jake was at the door, she heard him knock and she called out that she was out back. She got on her stomach and waited for him. Once she heard the gate close she could almost feel his gaze on her beautiful ass, almost exposed beneath her skimpy suit. "Do you mind putting some sun screen on my back?", she asked the nervous poolboy as innocently as possible. "Sure", Jake said nervously as he put down his net and picked up the bottle of sun screen. He went up to her and squirted some into his hand he was about to start when she reached back and undid the knot in her top allowing the strings to slide to her sides. Jake was even more nervous now as he applied the sun screen with a full view of this beautiful MILF's side boob. He felt his cock swell and his pants tighten, but he thought he hid it well from his boss. He finished her back and went to walk away when he heard her say something, "Can you get my legs too?" things were going exactly as she planned. The boys cock was eve bigger than she expected. She got a good look at his boner when he was rubbing her back. "Yeah", Jake was starting to get excited. He had seen enough porn that he had an idea of where this was going. He played along and rubbed the lotion on her legs and when he got to her thighs he intentionally touched her pussy, Which was hotter than he expected. He finished her legs and went to walk away again, "Turn around big boy." He heard his boss say behind him, he turned around and he saw the most wonderful thing he'd ever seen, a pair of huge naked glistening tits. Cynthia was done with her teasing, Jake touched her pussy when applying the lotion and she knew he was interested in feeling the inside. She stood up and called out to the young boy as he walked away. He turned and his jaw dropped. She sauntered over to him and kissed him deeply on the lips. He kissed back and they began running their hands over each others bodies. She broke the kiss and led him to her room, she shoved him down onto the bed, threw her swim suit onto the chair in the corner and went about peeling the boys clothes off. It was at this point Matt snick back in the house. He forgot something in his room and since he didn't see his mom, he figured she was sleeping. Matt walked to his room and picked up his controller and was on his way down stairs when he heard a slurping sound from his mom's room. He used a worm like spy cam he got for his birthday to see what was happening. He slid the camera into his mom's room and was shocked when he saw his mom giving the pool guy a blow job. He quickly got his camera out put it back in his room and left the house as quietly as possible and walked back to his friends house. He had a boner he couldn't explain and weird thoughts in his head. The next Friday Matt pretended to be sick and stayed home while his mom went shopping. He took a wireless pin camera and hid it on the wall across from the bed. He used his laptop to position it properly and set it up to record an hour long video every hour onto an external hard drive. He went back to his room and hid his computer and hard drive before slipping into his bed and pretending to be sick. His mother came home and checked on him before carrying on her way. Matt pretended to get better as the day went on and eventually had a full recovery. The week was normal for Cynthia as she looked forward to Wednesday, all Matt got from his mom was video of her changing and masturbating every other day. Then Wednesday night Matt saw something that surprised him. Jake knocked on the door and Cynthia answered immediately because she was standing at the door waiting. She opened the door and Jake got a big smile because his boss was only wearing a robe and he could see the tops her tits. She pulled him inside, upstairs, and into her room. She assisted him in taking his clothes off before she pushed him down and removed her robe. Jake's 9 inch tool immediately sprang to life and she straddled his face as shove dove mouth first onto his veiny rod. She bobbed her head up and down as she devoured his cock and he licked her desperate pussy. The attention on her crotch caused her to moan onto his cock sending shivers down his spine with the vibrations. When Jake reached his full potential Cynthia moved around to face him as she slid down onto his massive cock. When she reached the hilt she bent forward and kissed him deeply on the lips. He grabbed her boobs and gently massaged them as he slowly began ramming his dick into her warm pussy. She let out a low moan with each thrust and Jake began increasing his speed while he nibbled and sucked on her sensitive pink nipples. Jake continued speeding up and the volume of Cynthia's moans increased. Jake let go of her tits and watched them bounce as he powered into her cunt. Until she came and her moans stopped as she squirmed on top of the boy slowly pumping his dick into her cunt. When her orgasm subsided she climbed off and knelt in front of him in her favourite position waiting for his stiff cock to enter her wet pussy. He got off the bed and pulled her to the edge of the bed and slipped his rod into her waiting hole. He went slow at first, holding her tits and twisting her nipples between his fingers. He began speeding up using her breasts to add momentum by forcing her back to meet his cock. This move caused Cynthia to remember her honeymoon and she regretted her affair with this stud, but she moved on after remembering her relationship lately. Jake powered into her cunt and soon he came deep in her pussy which brought up her second. Cynthia wasn't worried she'd get pregnant again because the doctor had told her after her son was born that she had a disorder that had killed most of her eggs by that time. After she told George they saved some eggs at a bank and tried to have a baby but couldn't do it before the last of her eggs died a year later. Jake put his clothes back on and went out to clean the pool while Cynthia slept. When Matt got home Jake had left two hours before and his mother was starting dinner. Matt went to his room and checked the footage and found what he'd been waiting for. His mother was getting screwed by the pool guy and he had been getting hard watching his mother cheat on his father with the help. He rewound the video and jerked himself off while watching the video. After he came he felt ashamed of himself but wanted the real thing nonetheless. The next day Matt decided to confront his mom about the video. He made a DVD of the video and hid a few copies in his computer under different names to keep it safe. He took the DVD and put it in the player in the living room. He called his mom in and began playing the video. When she saw the video her jaw dropped, she had no idea she was being filmed and was humiliated and ashamed that her son had filmed her infidelity. "Mom I know what you've been doing", Matt said with a misleading stern look on his face. In the video his mom was sucking on Jakes cock and moaning. "Please don't tell your Father. Please, I can't have him leave me." Cynthia pleaded with her son hoping to convince him to keep her secret. "I'll keep your secret mom. On one condition", Matt said with a bit of a grin. "I'll do anything just don't tell your dad", She said desperate to keep her secret. "Great! You will do whatever I say whenever I saw am I understood?" Matt said cheerfully. "Yes Matthew I understand", she said happy her secret was going to be safe. "First thing's first, you're done having sex with Jake", "I understand, I'll tell him on Wednesday" "That is all for now. I'll call for you if I have anything else. One more thing, when we are alone you will refer to me as Master. Understand?" "Yes Master, I understand." Matt turned off the DVD and took it back to his room and hid it. He had big plans for his new slave but he was going to take his time. He opened his computer and opened notepad. He wrote out a quick timetable for his progression: Day 1-5: Establish dominance. Demand small favours (Meals, beverages, chores) Day 6-10: Demand driver service for me and my friends. Day 11-15: Demand alcohol and money. Day 16-25: Nudity, Hand jobs, and Blow jobs Day 26-35: Sex Day 35: Anal Matt saved his file into a folder hidden in his computer. He could always edit his timetable if anything were to happen to force a change of schedule. Matt went downstairs to find his mom. She was in the kitchen smoking a cigarette when he found her. "Mom I want pizza for dinner tonight", Matt demanded in a casual tone to test his mother. "Yes Master", she said with a smile thinking this was all he was going to do with his new power over her. Matt went into the living room and turned on the television he found a movie he liked and got comfortable. "Mom get me a coke!", Matt yelled his latest demand to his mother. A minute later there was a can of coke in front of him and his mother was waiting for any more demands. "Do my chores for me." Matt demanded his mother. "Yes Master", with that she was off to his room to tidy up and make his bed. The rest of the day went similarly well for Matt and he went to sleep having had his favourite food for dinner and not having to do any work. The next few days were similar to the first, then on day 6 Matt demanded a ride for he and his friends to the mall. His mom was fine with this so they got in the car and went to the mall with Matt's the friends. He made similar demands for the next few days with his mothers cooperation. Then on day 11 he demanded a bottle of scotch. At first Cynthia was going to protest but she just gave him another "Yes Master" and was off to get his scotch. When she got home Matt demanded $50. This was one of his easier demands, she simply took her wallet and pulled out two twentys and a ten then handed them to her son with the alcohol. That night Matt got drunk and in the morning regretted his decision. He told his mom to get him whatever her favourite alcohol was and $100. He went to his bed and lied down, pretty soon his mother was back and she gave him a dozen cans of hard lemonade. He left them in the mini fridge in his room and fell asleep. Matt abandoned his plan for days 11-15 and rested off his hangover instead. On day 16 Matt built up all his courage to complete his task. He called his mom to his room, he was shaking because of how nervous he was. When his mother arrived she looked kind of boring in her baggy clothes. Matt knew from the video there was some awesomeness underneath her clothes."Take off you clothes" Matt demanded with a tremble in his voice. His mother was shocked by this command, "Honey, Think about what you're saying. I'm your mother that isn't right." "I know what I'm doing slut, now take of your clothes!", Matt yelled at his mother in the firmest tone he'd ever used before. With a look of disappointment and disgust she responded in a tone of rejection, "Yes master". Then she quickly removed her shorts and baggy t-shirt to expose her bra and panties. She held her hands out as if to say "Is this enough". "All of your clothes slut!", Matt demanded of his mother with a bit of the tremble back in his voice. Cynthia quickly took off her panties and bra and covered as much as she could with her hands. Matt peeled off his clothes and sat down on his bed. "Do a dance", Matt demanded with a firm grasp of his dick. She started swaying back and forth with her hands covering her privates. Matt picked up a remote, pressed a few buttons and some music started. "Move your arms when you dance", Matt told his mother as he began stroking himself. She dropped her hand to her sides and Matt got a full view of his mother and he almost came right there. Her big tits swayed back and forth as she danced along to the music. Matt's eyes went down to her crotch where he noticed she hadn't shaved since he told her to break it off with Jake. "Come over here", Matt demanded his mother. She was hesitant but went over anyway. "Give me a hand job", Matt said casually while leering at his mothers massive breasts. "Matthew, this is very inappropriate. Please reconsider", Cynthia begged her son not to make her do such a thing. "I've thought about this since the day I found you sucking on Jake's dick, now start rubbing" Until now Cynthia had managed to avoid looking at her son's developed penis but now she couldn't stop staring. He was much larger than his father and almost as large as Jake. She reached down feigning disgust but now she wanted it. It had been over two weeks since she'd had sex with a man and now she was thinking of the unimaginable, which was having sex with her own son. She began stroking his long cock as she pretended to be disgusted by the act, giving her son a look of derision while inside she yearned to be filled by his young cock. Her focus was broken when her son gave another order,"Touch yourself while you suck my cock". Without thinking she grabbed the thing at the base and lowered her mouth onto it. As his dick slid down her throat she reached down and began rubbing her clit with one hand while she braced herself against her son's leg with the other. When Matt grabbed her by the hair and began forcing her head to increase the speed with which she sucked his dick, she slipped two fingers into her slick cunt and began slowly fucking herself with her fingers to try and suppress her desire for his organ. Before long he shot his load down her throat and forced his cock all the way into her mouth as he came. Once he released her head she stood up got dressed and went into the master bathroom. She ran the shower but she had no intention of washing, instead she took her electric toothbrush and slid it into her pussy and masturbated with her makeshift vibrator until she came. She rinsed her hair, dried off and got dressed and went back downstairs to make some lunch for her son. Matthew couldn't believe what had just happened, he had forced his mother to give him a blow job and for a while she seemed to actually like it. He started to rethink his plan a bit. If his mother was so willing to do this, maybe it won't be long until he fucks her. With that thought Matt showered, dressed and went downstairs to find his mother making him a grilled cheese sandwich. He ate his sandwich in silence occasionally he caught his mom staring at him with a look that to him seemed to be a look of desire. He had another bold demand for his slutty mother, "Tomorrow morning after dad leaves for work you will wake me with your best blow job." "Yes Master", once again she made her body lie with a look of disappointment about her sons actions. She couldn't wait for tomorrow, she felt she would need to masturbate before giving her son his blow job so she doesn't explode with desperation. The night went as usual as George came home, ate dinner, worked on a case and fell asleep on the couch in his office. The only thing unusual was the fact that instead of Matt masturbating it was Cynthia while imagining her son. They both slept well that night excited about their futures. The next morning Cynthia saw her husband off to work. Then once he was away masturbated frantically to get off before it was time to wake Matt. Matt was so excited about his blow job that he had woken up twenty minutes before his father left and waited patiently for his mother to come service him. Matt waited thirty minutes and became worried when she didn't show. But two minutes later she was opening his door and she was wearing the sexy robe she was wearing when he filmed her with Jake. She lifted his sheets and she saw his half hard cock. Even in this state it was more impressive than his father's. She stood beside his bed, knelt down and placed his cock in her mouth. She sucked slowly and carefully at first but once he was hard she increased her speed and worked to try and get him to cum in her mouth. She found it strange that he didn't seem to wake until he came in her mouth. "Morning slut", Matt said cheerfully as his mother stood up and one of her tits fell out. Without thinking he reached out and removed the sash from her robe, it fell open before she could react and Matt got a full view. He focused on her crotch and was surprised to find she had shaved her pubes into a short rectangle above her lips. "Was that for me?", Matt asked with a smug look on his face. "No it's for me. I like it this way.", she lied trying cover her tracts before he realized the truth. "Open up! Let me see it", Matt said, confident that he would be fucking his mom by the end of the day. She opened her robe and dropped it to the floor in a pile around her feet. "Come join me", Matt said patting the open side of his bed after scooting to the far side. Cynthia hesitated before joining her naked son in his bed. Once she was beside him he grabbed her by the chin and they had a deep kiss. To Matt's surprise she didn't push him away. This was going to happen. He reached down and began rubbing his mom's pussy and she still didn't move away he slid two fingers in and rubbed her clit with his palm as he fingered her pussy. Cynthia couldn't believe it was happening, she was done pretending and she was going to have sex with her son. He began playing with her pussy so she repayed the favour and worked to get his cock back to it's earlier rock hard status. Once he was hard Matt removed his fingers and lifted his mom to straddle his upper thighs just below his balls. In one quick move she leaned forward and moved her hips to take his cock into her pussy. She waited a moment while leaning forward and her son took a nipple into his mouth. Soon he released her nipple and she sat upright. She had become accustomed to her intruder and began bouncing up and down on his crotch. Her giant tits bounced with her as they threatened to hit her in the face on each bounce. Matt thrust up to meet his mother's pussy at the bottom of her bounce increasing the force. It only took a few minutes of this movement before she came and she came hard squirting a little bit onto his chest. He rolled them over so he was on top, he began thrusting in and out slow at first taking his time then he did quick bursts of rapid thrusts before returning to his slow pace. He worked this alternating rhythm for ten minutes before his mom had her second orgasm this one wasn't as powerful as the first but she was almost screaming with each thrust so he stopped and gave her a break. After playing with her tits as she relaxed beneath him, Matt pulled out and lied on his side and pulled his mother into his embrace and slid his soaking wet cock back into her hungry pussy. She moaned as he slid into her sensitive opening and she shuddered a little when she reached the end of his rod. He pulled back and began thrusting into his mother from behind, he could feel his own orgasm coming so he sped up to get her to her a third orgasm, then he came, it was the hardest he had ever cum in his life. He pumped so much into her that some was leaking out around his cock. The warm sensation was enough to send his mother over the edge and she came with him, she fell asleep after recovering from her third strong orgasm in half an hour. Matt was very happy, he had achieved his goal in half the time he expected and made it a memorable encounter in case it was their last. He left his mom to sleep for a while but woke her so he could clean his bed and avoid his father's suspicion. She gathered her clothes and left the room closing the door behind her. Cynthia was ashamed of what she had just done, she gave in to her desires and committed incest. She showered and dressed before heading downstairs, she made some coffee and poured some whiskey into hers. She sat on the couch and waited for her son to come down. Five minutes later Matt made his way downstairs to talk to his mom about what had just happened. "Hey mom", Matt said to Cynthia sounding as calm as possible. She didn't even look up, she just gave a wave and took a sip of coffee. Matt could tell his mother didn't approve of what they had done. He didn't understand why, they both loved each other and they both enjoyed it, but his mother was moping on the couch. He sat beside her and put an arm around her. "What's wrong?", Matt asked his mother as if he didn't already know the answer. "We committed incest!", Cynthia barked at her son. "You forced me to suck your....thing and then you fucked me!" Cynthia said again using a hushed tone laced with anger. "You didn't need to get in my bed. You could have at least protested, but you didn't, you wanted to do it as bad as I did. Now you're trying to defend yourself by blaming me for your actions!" Matt tried to use a calmer tone than his mother's but his emotions won out he found himself almost yelling at the end. "Just because we wanted to, doesn't mean we should have. It was wrong and we should be ashamed of our actions." she said while averting her gaze from her son toward her coffee. "I am not going to be ashamed of having sex with a beautiful woman I love. You should not be ashamed that you sought comfort in the only person in your life who still loves you." Matt's sentiments brought a tear to his mother's eye and she hugged him. Matt could tell that his mother was done with their affair, for now he'd have to wait until she was ready. He hoped that day would be soon so he could once again be with the woman he loved. The next week Cynthia got together with some of the neighbourhood housewives. Since she moved in Cynthia had become the leader for their little group. Many of the women who were there when she moved in were gone and now there was a new group of women in their 30's and 40's with nothing better to do than drink wine and talk. The group consisted of five other women; Judy (31 years old, One daughter (7), 5'5", brunette, DD breasts) Barbara (34 years old, no kids, 5'6", blonde, C breasts) Megan (35 years old, One son (10) and One daughter (12), 5'3", blonde, D breasts) Susan (40 years old, One daughter (17), 5'9", ginger, DD breasts) Heather (45 years old, Two daughters (20, 22), 5'6", brunette, DD breasts) Most of the other women in the group had work done, and were all thin women. All of the women had husbands with fancy jobs but none worked themselves. When the girls started talking they started with their families. Heather's two girls were off at college. Megan's daughter was dating Susan's son and Susan's daughter was starting high school at the same school as Matt. This got Susan talking to Cynthia about Matt and her daughter going out some time. Cynthia felt like dismissing her but decided to tell Matt and let him choose. Eventually the wine loosened up the ladies and they began talking about their sex lives. Some of the women were in the same situation as Cynthia seemed to be in, no sex from the husband. They were talking about how they relieved themselves when Judy revealed that she thought about Matt. A hush fell over the room until Cynthia started to laugh. Susan asked "what was so funny?" Cynthia drunken response was, "You should see the real thing!" The women were curious about what she was talking about. Cynthia explained the whole story including her affairs with Jake and Matt. The women in the room were stunned. Heather was the first to speak up, "So, what are they packing?" Everyone turned to Cynthia waiting for a response, they didn't need to wait long, "They're pretty big. Jake's probably nine or ten inches and Matt's maybe an inch shorter." The women were intrigued by this news, they asked for Jake's number and left. The only other women remaining were Megan and Barbara who apparently had great sex lives. When Cynthia got home she told Matt about Susan's daughter being interested. Matt got excited by the news and went to call her. Matt called Susan's daughter, Amanda, and set up a date for Saturday. Saturday rolled around and Matt picked up Amanda in his car for their date. They went to the theatre to see a new sci-fi movie, but they didn't end up watching much of it. At the beginning of the movie they were holding hands, twenty minutes in and they were kissing, by the forty minute mark Amanda was stroking Matt's cock and he was fingering her warm pussy. They were at the back of the theatre but still made sure no one was looking. An hour into the movie and Amanda had replaced her hand with her mouth. He came in her mouth and she had her orgasm which got the attention of the rest of the theatre. They quickly made their way out to the car, Amanda's parents were gone for the weekend so they went there. They went inside and made their way to her parents room. They pushed the door open, Matt grabbed Amanda and began kissing her deeply, they made their way to the bed where she pushed him down. She pulled his shirt off and his pants down, she turned on a CD player in the corner and set it to a sexy song. She began dancing for him slowly peeling off her clothes revealing her wonderful D cups. She pulled down her skirt so all she had left was her g-string panties and she climbed on top of him and began kissing his body. She made her way down his neck, onto his chest and down his stomach to his boxers. She peeled them off and got her first view of his powerful tool. She wrapped her mouth around his cock and worked the length of him down her throat. She worked his shaft up and down for several minutes until he was hard as steel. She stood up and finished her tease by facing away from him, and bending over as she lowered her panties to the floor exposing her freshly shaven pussy to her horny neighbour. She picked up her panties and climbed onto Matt's lap she shoved her panties into his mouth and took his cock into her needing pussy. She lowered herself slowly until she was at the end, she waited there for a moment as she adjusted to the large tool in her cunt. Then she began bouncing little slow bounces at first, but then she began taking bigger bounces. She rose so only the tip remained inside then slammed back down each time a low moan escaped her lips as she neared an orgasm. Matt was in awe of the young woman straddling his hips. Amanda's red hair flowed around her head down to her shoulders, perfectly framing her beautiful pale face and her sharp blue eyes. Matt snapped back as Amanda reached her orgasm, her light spasms and deep rolling moan caught his attention as she halted her rhythmic bouncing in favour of small gyrations. When her orgasm subsided she rolled off his cock and took the soaking wet tool in her mouth and tasted her own juices off his pulsing member. Matt removed Amanda's panties from his mouth and tossed them aside, he picked her up and placed her on her hands and knees he stood behind her and plunged into her warm love tunnel. He made long slow thrusts removing all but the head before slowly thrusting back in he repeated several times before he began to speed up. As he increased speed he grabbed her hips and began forcing her back against his thrusts. Matt soon felt the familiar tingling in his balls signalling his nearing orgasm. "Where should I cum?", Matt gasped with each powerful thrust, "I'm on the pill, so cum inside me." she had even more trouble speaking as he rammed his cock into her tight pussy. That was all Matt needed and in the next thrust he was cumming. He kept thrusting forcing his cum deep into her. The room filled with a sloshing sound as Matt's sperm began flowing out of Amanda's pussy. Matt pulled out and more of his love juice poured out onto Amanda's parents sheets. He stood back as she whipped around and began lapping up the cum off the sheets. Once she got all she could she moved to Matt's cock and went about cleaning their juices off. Once she was done she got up and went to the bathroom. While she was gone Matt lied down on the bed and waited for his lovers return. She came back into the room and laid down with her lover, they spooned for a few minutes before they fell asleep. The next morning Matt was awake before Amanda. He went into the kitchen and made some eggs for himself and his lover. Before he finished cooking she made her way downstairs and greeted him with a kiss. She sat on the couch and waited for him, they ate breakfast and Matt explained he had to leave. He gave her his phone number and drove his car down the street to his house. He went inside and attempted to sneak into his room unnoticed. He failed. His mother intercepted him at the top of the stairs. "Where have you been?" Cynthia asked the startled young boy. "I was with Amanda." Matt said as confidently as possible. Then he slipped away from her and went to his room. He hoped Amanda would text him soon so they could be together again. It was a week before he got a message from her. It said, "Come over to my house I want to see you;)", Matt was excited by this. He was afraid she wasn't interested in a relationship with him. He walked over to her house and knocked on the door he heard a woman's voice yell from inside, "It's open! Come in!". Matt walked inside the house and saw something he hadn't expected. Susan was lounging in a chair wearing lace underwear. Matt thought it was a mistake so he turned to leave when he heard her say, "Where are YOU going stud?" Matt took big gulp before turning around. He stared at her and couldn't think of anything to say. She spoke up again, "I saw what you did with my daughter last weekend. Good job." She had a big smile on her face, she picked up a video camera off the table and showed him her video. It was him and Amanda having sex. "You filmed your daughter having sex with me?" Matt said stunned at this woman's boldness. "I told that slut what a big cock you have and she agreed to this whole setup." "How did you..." his voice trailed off as he realized his mother must have told her friends. Then the other part hit him and he realized his night with Amanda was a sham. She didn't like him, she was just trying to trick him for her mother. He was disappointed about Amanda, he thought he was going to have a really hot girlfriend. He was also surprised by Susan's trap to apparently force him to have sex with her. Of all his mother's friends, she was the one he found most attractive. "So what are you going to do with me?" he said with an anticipated smile. "I think you know", with that Susan stood up and walked over to Matt. "Take off your clothes", she ordered, Matt quickly removed his shirt and his pants. When he went to pull his boxers down she stopped him. "Allow me", she said and she pulled his boxers down to his ankles and was left at eye level with his exposed package. "Well look at you", she said with a smile before lifting his cock and inserting it into her mouth. She took the whole thing into her mouth and held it there for a moment. She moved her head back and forth, breathing through her nose. Susan stroked Matt's cock with her mouth for three minutes, each time taking the whole thing so her nose was touching his pelvis. Finally she let his cock fall out her mouth and it was as hard as ever. She stood up and went over to the couch, she sat down with her legs spread and said, "Come over here big boy." With this Matt made his way over he knelt down on his knees in front of the beautiful MILF. She moved her panties to the side, exposing her pussy. She grabbed him by the back of the head and forced his face into her crotch. He licked her pussy and despite it being his first time, he proved to be skilled at the art of cunnilingus. He worked her pussy with his tongue and she got wet. He worked on her pussy for a few minutes until she grabbed him by the ear and pulled his mouth to hers, she tasted her pussy on his lips and it drove her even crazier. She pulled her panties off and grabbed Matt's cock, she directed him to her warm cunt and pulled him in with her legs. Once he was fully enveloped in her warmth he began thrusting, putting more strength into each of his thrusts, her entire body moved beneath him with each thrust. Her body went tense beneath him and she let out a low screech with each of his thrusts. Matt started to slow his thrusts feeling every inch of her warm pussy as he drove his dick inside. She suddenly came back and rolled him onto his back, she sat on his cock and took a break to catch her breath and remove her bra. Matt was in awe, he had never seen fake boobs before, except on his computer, so Susan's were intriguing. Her husband had bought them for her on her 35th birthday. Before she got implants she had a respectable C cup but when Heather got hers and Judy moved in she felt she needed bigger boobs. Susan started bouncing on Matt's cock, she went high enough so only the head was still inside then she slammed down. He grabbed her tits and pinched her nipples, she enjoyed the sensation on her sensitive nipples and she writhed around on his lap as he played with her tits. Matt began thrusting up into her quickly and she bent forward and kissed him on the lips. He kept thrusting and she started moaning into their kiss, he sped up and she jerked forward a bit with each of his powerful thrusts. Matt felt his orgasm approach and held Susan as he powered into the last few thrusts before he had a strong orgasm, which tipped Susan over the edge and they came together in a sweaty embrace. Once they had calmed back down Susan stood up with some of Matt semen leaking from her pussy. She walked to the kitchen and lit a cigarette, she yelled to Matt in the other room "Get dressed! You can leave now." Matt was stunned he had just finished having amazing sex and now he was getting shooed out the door. He shamefully picked up his clothes got dressed and made his way home. He went to his bedroom and lied down, if the other neighbours react the same way as Susan he was in for quite the adventure.

A Reasonable Deal (Pt. 5) Chapter 1 There was a light knock on the door, and Danielle opened her door to the night air, and a pretty girl. Jamie was standing in the door, her backpack—with laptop, notebooks, and a couple history books packed into it—was swung over her shoulder. Danielle looked at her teenage student for a moment with a smile. Very nice legs... she thought to herself as she looked down at Jamie's tanned calves and lower thighs. Cute black short skirt, white blouse...wish another button was undone....but the cleavage is looking good so far. Hmm. Looks like she's not the only one doing some studying tonight...I may take a crash course in anatomy..... “Hey Jamie, good to see you. Come on in.” Jamie was a little thrown off by the slight pause before the friendly greeting, and the awkward scan Danielle had made of her outfit.Yeah, she either isn't too happy with my skirt or is way too happy with it Danielle thought to herself, remembering the rumors she'd heard in school about this teacher. The teacher was clearly in her slouching gear: a light blue sweatpants/sweatshirt combo that was a little more form fitting than normal, but nothing sexy. Still, her large D cup breasts and perfectly round ass were clearly present and accounted for. “Welcome to my humble abode. There are some chips and drinks on the table. Feel free to help yourself. Bathroom is around the corner, first door on the right.” “Thanks, ...you have a nice apartment” Jamie replied, looking at the abstract paintings that adorned her wall. Maybe three of them. It should have been too much for a smaller living room, but it worked, and Danielle's love of art was clear. There were art and art history books all over her shelf. Her teacher gave a slight, “thanks but its nothing to be too proud of nod” nod and decided to get things rolling. “Well, let's jump into this. We know why you're here. I really should, and could, give you a failing grade on this class Jamie. You have not done the work as you should have. You have done poorly on the tests. We need to be clear about that. What I am doing is purely voluntary, and though I'm happy to, and am looking forward to our times together, I insist that you do exactly as I say.” Jamie gave a few small nods of her head that indicated some degree of shame and perfect understanding of the situation. They began going through various topics that they had dealt with the previous week, and though Jamie was occasionally embarrassed by ignorance regarding earlier readings that she hadn't done, things that had been talked about in class seemed to have stuck in her mind, and Danielle quickly got the impression that, although Jamie didn't like reading history, she seemed to pay attention to her when she taught in class, which was something, at least. They ended up discussing what Rome took from Greece, culturally, and some of the contributions Rome had left the world, and went over this or that battle, which Jamie wasn't all that interested in, and frankly, neither was Danielle, but the student gradually became comfortable with the teacher, and they were having a pretty good time. When they began discussing certain aspects of ancient Roman culture, they began to have some conversations that were very interesting to both of them. “So girls got married, like, before they were 15?” Jamie asked....she was feeling a little warm, so she quietly undid another button on her blouse while Danielle was looking down at a book. “Yes, often they married somebody much older than themselves, since it took awhile for men to come to the point where they could support a family, and there was such a high infant-mortality rate that women needed to have a lot of kids to make sure the parents would be provided for in their old age. It was pretty common all over the ancient world.” Danielle explained, instantly noticing the opened shirt, and the fairly deep cleavage Jamie had revealed. Hmmmm.....about time.... “Okay, like, I could see marrying an older guy, in theory” Jamie started to say, thoughts of John skipping through her mind, though marriage was not on her list of priorities, she understood that in somebody else's shoes it might make sense.... “but I don't get the whole, creepy, marrying-14-year-olds thing for the guys” “Yes, I get what you're saying, some elements of life back then were weird. But that's the way it was, especially in the lower-rungs of society. Wealthier people were a lot more like us in that way.....but they were different in other ways too..... our society sees their lives as a lot more 'decadent' for example. They were always having orgies, and eating all the time, and having orgies while eating, and doing all sorts of weird stuff.” Danielle commentated, thinking about all sorts of debauchery she had read about powerful men and lecherous women taking part in, and their various sexual escapades. It always stirred her. I'm going to show you what decadent is in a second, Jamie . “Yeah, like what you were saying about Tiberius and what's-his-name.....Calignus or something or other.” Jamie crossed her legs, and her skirt rode up her thigh. “Caligula, yes.” Danielle said with a smile. He was her favorite emperor. And that thigh looked tempting. Jamie kept going: “I think it would be weird to be a servant or something....what if they just decided to have you or whatever? Like, just grabbed you and started, you know, doing whatever they wanted?” Danielle shifted in her seat a little, and Jamie continued “....that would be awkward....like, one moment you're just working, next moment you're like, having some creeper all up on you......” Jamie said. Inside she was thinking, John can get all up on me anytime I'm working. Hmmm...I wonder if Caligula's female servants ever enjoyed his attentions..............if he was hot enough I probably would.......... Jamie leaned forward a little to look at picture of a bust of Caligula, and her breasts, contained in a frilly white bra, were immediately being lusted after by Danielle, hungrily. “Well, I guess it might seem weird....but you know, they were the most powerful men in the world, and some women didn't seem to mind.” Danielle sat a little closer to Jamie, “Roman Senators' wives were constantly carrying on affairs in that society. Particularly with decadent emperors....” “Wow, well, I guess I can get that,” and as she spoke, Jamie stretched, her back arching beautifully, her breasts proudly standing out. She spoke in the middle of the stretch, “Who knows? If he made a move on me I might.....oh, hey....” Danielle had placed her hands on Jamie's shoulders and was gently massaging them. It took Jamie by surprise......but it felt good. Jamie thought to herself, Alright, went from scary/cool teacher to awesome teacher, in one second. Good job Danielle. “What,” Danielle said, enjoying the feeling of her student's soft skin, even through her thin blouse, “you would carry on an affair with Caligula? Pretty brave, kid.” She was pushing her thumbs into Jamie's back, while gently gripping her shoulders. While she spoke, she moved her hands forward a little, up and over the shoulders, then she started running her fingers down and back up Jamie's soft skin—right below the girl's neck. Her hands went over her collarbone a little, than back up, then back down,.slowly, firmly pushing in.............she was doing a good job. Jamie rolled her head around, enjoying the treatment, and repositioned herself so she was sitting with her back a little more towards her teacher. Danielle moved over and brought a leg up on the couch and around Jamie, so that Jamie's back ended up resting against her. Danielle's breasts pressed up against her young student. Her hands moved up and around Jamie's neck, her thumbs pressed in firmly where Jaime's neck met her head.....and Jamie loved it. “Mmmmmm......well.....I wasn't thinking an affair really, I was just thinking if I was a servant girl or something....” Ummm... Jamie thought, this conversation is actually getting a little weird......I think I'll keep my thoughts to myself on this ma...... “Oh I see. The most powerful man in the world finding you desirable” Danielle's hands moved down her student's neck, one resting on her left shoulder, her right hand falling quite low on the chest, the thumb lazily drawing circles between, and right above, Jamie's breasts. “.....yeah, it might be a bit of a turn on. I bet he'd be all over you, actually.” Danielle leaned a little closer and said these words quietly. Jamie laughed a little, and put her head back, as Danielle's left hand continued massaging near her neck. “Well, I'd like to think he would, but he probably could have whoever he wanted...” I'm diggin the massage, but her hand is pretty close to my boobs there...but whatever. She's been chill...I don't know what I found scary about her at all. Danielle's right hand moved, slowly, a little lower, and her little finger dropped down and gently felt the top of Jamie's left breast, pressing ever so slightly into the soft skin. Her eyes closed as she felt the highschooler.... it was perfect. She breathed out softly, and with a low voice, “I think if he had his choice, he would take you......I know I would....” and her hand lowered itself to Jamie's boob and squeezed it lightly. Jamie whipped around to face her teacher. Danielle's eyes opened quickly. Jamie saw them instantly change from warm and kind to stern and business-like; her hand was still on the girl's breast, but the squeeze had changed,in some weird way, like her eyes had, from a passing touch to a firm grasp. “Wha....wha...............What are you doing......?” Jamie breathlessly asked, her eyes shifting from her teacher's determined face down to her determined hand, which had taken possession of Jamie's boob. She started to breathe quickly, nervously, her breasts rising and falling. The firm grasp softened slightly, and started kneading its object of interest, and when Jamie's hands raised up to grasp her teacher's arm, trying to push it away half-heartedly, the grasp became insistent, and wouldn't be moved. I don't want to offend her, but what's she want? Is she going to...like...attack me?? She can't. She won't. She'll lose her job, she knows that. “Listen......I...uh....I know we were getting along and all....” Jamie started saying, incredibly distracted by her teacher's unwavering, direct eye contact, and the hand that was groping her “...and, you're really, really cool. I've had fun, but.......um....I didn't know you were a lesbian,” at this point Jamie tried to push Danielle away, but her teacher's left hand circled around Jamie's back and pulled her close, her other hand had left Jamie's breast and was very slowly moving down, finding another button on her blouse, pausing, and starting to undo it... “Mmhm. And?” Danielle replied, not adding anything else. She broke her stare at Jamie and lowered her eyes to her student's chest. Jamie didn't know what to do for sure. Her teacher had replied just like she was replying to one of Jamie's excuses for not doing any homework. A sort of been-there-done-that tone that implied she knew what she was doing and didn't need this conversation since she knew what was going on already. “And......look....I'm not comfortable with this. I'm not a lesbian. I'm not bi-curious or whatever.” The button came undone, the offending hand reached down to the next, and Jamie looked down towards it, then back up at her teacher, desperately, “Danielle, I'm not a lesbian.” “Really? Yeah, I figured as much. That's okay, no worries.” the very attractive, dark-skinned woman said to her student—like she had dealt with this situation a thousand times before. Like Jamie was making excuses that didn't need to be made. Then she added, with a smile, “I'll enjoy you enough for the both of us.” Then she leaned in and brought her lips to Jamie's. Chapter 2 Jamie closed her lips tight, and Danielle's started a gentle but consistent attack in retaliation for the non-cooperation. Danielle kissed her student's lips once, then twice, quickly, and then planted her lips on the girl's for a good long, sustained attempt. Her hands, moved from the embrace to quickly and deftly undoing the remaining few buttons on Jamie's shirt, while Jamie haplessly held her teacher's wrists, making a sorry attempt to keep the hands from doing their work. The groping of the breast had been a demand for sex. That demand not being answered in the positive, there was a declaration of war, and Danielle had begun the battle. Jamie was confused and unsure of herself. This was so unexpected. She had a dozen disconnected thoughts running through her mind, and the overflow of physical sensations was as overpowering as Danielle's body. The determined hands working away at her clothing, the large soft lips that were so aggressively enjoying her own, the feel of her teacher's breaths against her upper lip and nose were regulated and under control, but nonetheless felt passionate. She could hardly concentrate on fighting Danielle's hands when her teacher's lips were trying to get her to open her mouth, with the occasional flick of her tongue showing that she was not satisfied with simple kisses. Her shirt was undone and being pushed off her shoulders before she even realized it was happening. The kissing was really throwing her off. She was a step behind her teacher because of it. Her eyes closed, as the teacher was just too close... Danielle was pleased. She looked at this like she was besieging a city or fighting a war. She opened her campaign against her opponent with a full-on surprise assault on her mouth, but she compounded the confusion by beginning an attack from an unexpected direction, and, before the defender could react, she was attacking somewhere else. First the buttons to the blouse were undone, and when Jamie's hands went to frantically fumble away at redoing them, the blouse was being pulled off her shoulders, and when her hands went to find her blouse to pull it back on, her skirt was being hiked up to expose her pink thong, but in the time it took for a hand to start pulling the skirt back down to cover herself, her bra was off and gone. Slowly but surely the girl was being undressed, and Danielle was happy about her progress. She was a great multi-tasker, and working away at Jamie was the most fun she'd had in a long time, and she was going at it like a project that needed to be done. She was very efficient. The bra was gone, and the breasts were ready to be enjoyed, but there was no need to divide the attack yet. The forceful kissing was Jamie's primary defense concern, since it was direct contact with her body, but since her clothes being steadily removed was not as jolting to the senses, her brain was slower to react to that affront. The blouse was open and all the buttons, soon enough, undone. Shortly, it was almost entirely pulled off, just the sleeves were stuck at the elbows. Danielle switched to having both hands do different tasks. One pulling the blouse off her student's shoulders and the other alternating between pulling her skirt up by the legs, and down by the waist, confusing Jamie's reaction. Danielle's eyes were still closed, but she was concentrated and had complete control of the situation, but Jamie was just reacting to different stimuli....she didn't stand a chance. But at the moment, most of all, Danielle wanted her tongue to penetrate her target's mouth....since she felt that would be a lot for Jamie to process.....and she really enjoyed kissing...... so she decided on a different approach to the problem: to try and divert and shock her student enough to gain entry. She immediately reached down between Jamie's legs and cupped the young student's pussy, through her thong, with her hand, getting a few gentle rubs in on her clitoris with a thumb. Jamie jumped, her hands shot down to grab the offending hand's wrist and pull it away from her most private of places, and both her eyes and mouth opened in shock. Lunging at the opportunity, Danielle's tongue entered Jamie's mouth. Her head tipped slightly, and their lips locked.. It was a job well done, and the reward was well worth the work. Danielle pushed in with delight. Her tongue explored every part of her young opponent's mouth, and sought out her tongue to engage and play with. Her hand left Jamie's genitals, and moved up her body. Her other hand joined the journey and midway up her torso they began a firm push, which Danielle leveraged with her whole body. This took magnificent coordination and concentration. As Jamie's body fell back, Danielle's followed it, not breaking the kiss at all, in fact fighting Jamie's attempts at liberating her mouth while she did it. She then moved her legs between Jamie's, spreading them with her own. As she did that, her hands continued up Jamie's body, and ended up cupping her face, lightly stroking by the ears, and following her soft jaw line, and feeling her hair. Jamie could barely think now. Her hands were weakly grabbing at her teacher's sweatshirt, of no use at all. The tongue in her mouth was overwhelming. It felt good, there was no denying it. She just didn't want to be made to feel good in this way by another woman....especially forcefully. But these weren't linear thoughts in her mind. Everything was scattered. Of all the senses, Jamie's hearing was the most focused at the moment, and it latched onto one sound that made an impression on her, emotionally. Thoughts flooded her mind because of it. As Danielle forcefully and passionately made out with her victim, the teacher took a single, very slow and drawn out, quiet, but strong breath. It was a deep inhale, and light, light exhale, as she kissed. It sounded so contented, like a hard day's work was done, and now she could relax and enjoy herself. It sounded pleasured, like she was experiencing a wonderful massage after a difficult and enduring struggle. It sounded like relief, like she was finally getting to eat after starving the whole day.... and even if what she got was a little, it was the most delicious thing she'd ever had. Jamie felt, more than she understood these things, and it made her, though she didn't want to have sex with this woman, understand that trying to stop this would be a fight, and how that fight had gone already was an indication that she wouldn't win. Danielle broke the kiss, finally, and raised herself up so she was kneeling above her student, her hands moving to hold down Jamie's. She was looking directly at her, the hard, stern look replaced by the kind, warm, almost motherly one. Then she let go and raised her hands up to herself and pulled off her sweatshirt. Her body was amazing. Very athletic, but not too muscular, she had the hint of abs, a tight waist, large, soft, fantastic looking d-cup breasts, without a bra, but with dark brown nipples and large, dark aureoles. Her arms had slight muscular development, but not too much. Jamie knew she didn't stand a chance against this woman physically. “That was quite a fight you put up there,” Danielle said, smiling slightly, she crossed her arms under her large, awesome-looking tits. “I probably still have a little work cut out for me, but I'm going to make out with you some more and hopefully won't have to fight. Okay?” Jamie was exhausted, and making out might be the best rest she could have. I can not hold her off, like, she is way built, what am I going to do? She's not stopping. She's, like, not going to stop. I'm going to take a break. Make out. Then try to keep her away from having me.......all the way. She's such a dyke bitch but.....thank god she's not one of the ugly ones.....I think I'll.. “Listen.....” Jamie started to say, trying to catch her breath, “I won't tell anybody about this, just let.....” oh here she comes again and “Mmmmmhhhmmmmphhhhh” Jamie made muzzled sounds as her teacher reengaged her mouth. She wasn't even going to try to fight. While her hands lay limp at her sides, her teacher's lips were kissing her own, eating them up it seemed. When Danielle's lips were done, they would settle into a lock on the girl's mouth, which reluctantly and tiredly opened for her, and her tongue would enjoy its stay and lick and touch Jamie's. Danielle was pleasantly surprised to find an ever so slight movement of Jamie's tongue, just responding, a very little, to the ministrations of her own. She's even a better kisser than John. Man, this really isn't too bad. But I'm not letting her.... Jamie thought. And so she continued to think, and for the next 10 minutes, they just lay there, kissing. Danielle really started to get turned on. Jamie's skirt was pulled part way down her thighs, her thong exposed completely, her blouse was completely open and barely on at all, while her bra was tossed on the ground, leaving her breasts on full display. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were closed, her hands were raised slightly in the air, and her legs and feet were moving a little this way and that, as her teacher continued to kiss her deeply. Her teacher, wearing only some sweatpants, which were already beginning to sink lower on her body, the top of her perfect ass being brought slightly in view, was starting to move her hands over her young victim's body. Her hips began pushing her crotch against Jamie's, grinding away... Danielle finally broke her kiss. She leaned over and nibbled on the girl's ear a bit, and said quietly, “Alright, time to move on to your boobs, girl.” Jamie let out a slight protest, a mix of “no” and a little feminine grunt, which really turned her teacher on. “God you're so hot...” Danielle muttered, practically to herself, “it's on.” She dropped down to Jamie's boobs, and started kissing between them, planting licks on their inner-sides. Her tongue began tracing the outline of Jamie's left breast. She tongued underneath, where it lay on her chest, her nose pushing into the soft tit as she continued her path around its circumference. As soon as she was back at the top, she began kissing around the same path, but closer in. Jamie was frustrated. She didn't want this, but it felt so good. “Danielle.....you know you shouldn't do this.....please Danielle......” Jamie pleaded, her attacker not saying a word, just continuing her kisses to the underside of Jamie's breast, then commencing gentle bites underneath it, “OOOhhhhhhh......AHHHhhhhhh......OOHHHhhhhh” while Jamie moaned, her knees tried to buckle together, laying on the couch, but Danielle had placed her knees on the inside of Jamie's legs, and when she flattened herself out, she spread Jamie's legs wide, which instinctively filled Jamie with feelings of openness and vulnerability. Danielle's mouth made its way back to the top of the boob, then her tongue began its much shorter path around her breast—just its tip circled her small aureola, brushing up against the long nipple. “Aah! Ah! Ooooohhhhhhhh....” Jamie exclaimed, a wave of pleasure sweeping over her. Danielle switched over to her other nipple, sucking on it with relish. Damn I love girls , Danielle thought to herself, Especially younger ones. And straight ones. She had taken her target's mouth, and was now in the process of enjoying her tits, but she had no illusions. Both her pussy and ass were going to be a fight, but the indications that Jamie was enjoying the attention to her boobs meant her resolve was weakening. Danielle was definitely loving this conquest. She sat up and looked at Jamie's body. It was delicious. Jamie looked up at Danielle's imposing figure, and said very quietly, “That felt good,” Danielle interrupted with, “of course it did.” Not stopping, Jamie continued, “but I don't feel comfortable with more than what's happened and...” “You weren't comfortable with me touching your breast almost an hour ago, and now you are,” Danielle said, “I'm comfortable with sucking on your tits some more, so let's do that, before I get to your pussy.” Her hands went down to Jamie's body, and grabbed her right boob, squeezing it so the nipple was popping out invitingly, then she lowered her head down to the girl's chest and started sucking away on it. Suck, suck, suck, suck...*pop* (nipple leaving mouth)...lick, lick, liiickkk, slurp...mmph (nipple going back in) suck, suck, suck, suck Her hands were gently squeezing and massaging Jamie's boob as the sucking continued. “Now........uhh.........Danielle............I...I didn't want you to, uh...” Jamie said, trying to deal with the feelings of her tits responding to her teacher's tongue. Suck, suck, suck, suck....*pop* (Danielle looked up at Jamie for a second, then lowered her head back down to her tits), lick, lick, lick, lick.....nibble.... “AH! I...” Jamie was a little thrown off by the awesome feeling of teeth slightly pressing in on her nipple, but she continued, “...I just want you to know, that, like, uh.....I didn't want you to touch me, like, sexually, but since you have, if you stop now...” nibble, nibble, lick lick, nibble.........pause....... (Danielle didn't even look up) “That's not gonna happen Jamie.” ….....slurrp, suck, suck, suck, suck “Ooohh, okay, okay, but if you just, like, do whatever with my boobs, or we can make out or something, I'll...uh.....I won't say anything to....anybody.....just....don't....” suck, suck, suck, *pop*..... “You're not going to say anything.” Danielle said, matter-of-factly. She then left Jamie's breasts and begin kissing her way down her torso, her fingernails gently scratching down Jamie's sides. “OH! Hey, hey, I will say something...like, to my mom, my principal, everybody, I swear it.....” Danielle continued down her body, not saying anything. Kissing her around her belly softly . “Everybody will know that you're a dyke that, like, rapes people and stuff” Jamie said, her confidence growing. Danielle kissed her belly button, then started kissing her way lower. Jamie's confidence was short-lived. Her teacher wasn't listening at all. She tried one more time, “Danielle.......really...uuuhhh (the offending lips were at the top of Jamie's thong)....I'll scream right now, call cops..like....” Danielle pushed her face into Jamie's crotch, smelling arousal and feeling dampness........unbelievably sexy. “Mmkay. You do whatever you want,” Danielle muttered a little, and then continued nuzzling between the teen's legs. Jamie thought about it briefly.... .I don't want the cops to come, her mom to know...... Everybody at school will like, figure out Danielle, like, had my clothes off and was, like, molesting me and stuff......ohhhhhhhh god she wants me..........I gotta get away, I can't scream. Jamie started pushing with both hands against Danielle's head, keeping her from her target. Hmm she's still got some fight in her. Figured as much. Knew she wouldn't scream though. Danielle engaged her previous tactic. She distracted her opponent. Moving her hands around Jamie's soft ass, she used her index finger to forcefully start pushing into the girl's anus. Ohhhh! Not my ass!!!......uh....she's uh....god its going in.... Jamie stopped defending her pussy and reached back around to stop the penetration into her ass, at which point Danielle used her teeth to pull the thong aside, and triumphantly stuck her tongue up into the girl's pussy! …...She loved Jamie's taste!! Danielle had had her fill of pussy in her life, but this was top notch. Well worth the sustained assault. As Jamie froze, Danielle's tongue went deep, and started circling and probing inside the teenage girl's warm, wet tunnel. Jamie's grip on the hand, whose finger was just inside her ass, loosened up, allowing it to continue burrowing, and moved towards the head that was between her legs. Jamie wasn't even conscious of her hands' movement. She lay her head back, the only thing in her mind was the feeling of the tongue moving softly, but insistently, in her pussy, and the determined finger circling in, and now gently exploring her tight ass. Her hands found their way to the back of Danielle's head, and out of their own volition began pulling it in. “Mmmmmhmmmm” Jamie moaned as she was perfectly violated. Danielle left off her tonguing of the teenage pussy in front of her and looked up at Jamie's closed eyes and open mouth. “Here we go. This is what you needed huh?” Jamie looked down, tiredly, at the face between her legs. Danielle's question was obviously rhetorical, by its motherly, kind tone, and after making eye contact, the teacher lowered her head back down between her student's legs. Jamie watched her teacher's large, soft lips close over her pussy, sucking her labia up into her mouth, and gently chewing. Jamie gave up control of her body. She was done. The war was over. Now the pillaging would begin. The finger behind her was probing her ass, getting deeper and deeper slowly. “Ooooohhhhhh......I love........I...I like having my ass.............love having that done.....feels sooo....mmmmmmm” Jamie wanted to move her ass back into the finger, but the attack in front was equally delightful. Danielle's lips were firmly sucking on her labia. Slup, slup, slup, slup.......smack, mmm slup slup slurp....and Jamie, in response, was moaning and groaning with every penetration and caress. Danielle came up for breath and said, “your ass hmm? Let's see what we can do about that...” The teacher turned her student over and removed her finger, only to replace it with her tongue, which pressed down firmly, and began circling the girl's anus, probing it here and there, evoking delighted sighs and cries from its owner. “Ah!.......Oh!.......mmmmmmaaaahhhhH!........damn......ohh....... Danielle....ooh, lick it, lick.........yeeessss.....” Jamie didn't know what to make of what was happening. It was almost like she couldn't stop the words coming from her mouth. Her orgasm was near, and her body was in full pursuit. I don't want this woman doing this....I don't......it feels...so....damn.....good..........I don't want this, I don't want this, I don't wan......ooooohhhhhh – her body finally achieved its goal, and an orgasm washed over her young body as the tongue in her ass got as deep as it could. “AAAGH, OHHHH, AAAAAAGGHHhhhhhh OHHH” the girl cried.... Danielle was having the time of her life. As the girl came, her asshole was contracting slightly, and she could fully feel the effect her tongue was having on the teen. It was very satisfying. She gently massaged Jamie's ass as her tongue slowly pulled out, and began caressing the sensitive spot once again. “Okay girl, time for you to pull your weight here” Danielle said, matter-of-factly. Chapter 3 “Wha.....what are....mm....you.....” Jamie muttered quietly and nonsensically, as she recovered from the aftershocks of her climax. She was in a haze as she was turned over by the strong black woman, who proceeded to remove her sweatpants, and place her knees and powerful thighs on both sides of Jamie's head, her shaved pussy ready to descend. Jamie snapped to attention. Wait, she's......whoah.....no way. No way. This isn't happening . “You're good at what you do Danielle, but its wrong, and my body....look....” Jamie said, but as her teacher's genitalia began coming down towards her face, she changed her tone to desperate, “Danielle! Don't make me do this, I am not going to enjoy this because, listen, Daniellepleasedon'tdon'tdon't..mmmphhhhhhhhhhh” Danielle's pussy apparently made a convincing argument, as it silenced Jamie's dissent abruptly. “I pleasured you, you pleasure me. Come on.:” Danielle reasoned with her victim, “Come on.” She sat her pussy down on Jamie's face, and, not feeling any tongue, began grinding. “You don't have a choice Jamie. Do it.” Danielle felt her pussy move over her chin, lips, nose, forehead, then back the opposite way. Finally it settled on the girl's mouth. The target was shifting as Jamie moved her head to either side to avoid its unwanted duty, but Danielle held the girl's head still and covered her mouth with pussy. Jamie held her mouth shut tight, her hands involuntarily going up to Danielle's ass, trying to push her away, then just settling to hold onto it as her face was smothered in the folds of her teacher's snatch. Danielle sat on the girl's face, waiting. Getting impatient, she rolled her eyes slightly, then reached behind her and pinched Jamie's nipple. “MMMMPPHH!” Jamie silently screamed, not opening her mouth. Another hard pinch, with a twist. Jamie grimaced, but held her ground stubbornly. Danielle frowned, reached farther back, and pinched Jamie's labia—hard. “AAAIIEE!! OKAY! Okay. I....mmphhhhhhphh...” Jamie's speech of surrender was interrupted by the impatient pussy of her teacher. Her mouth opened up, and was filled with soft, wet, warm pussy lips. “Therrrrre we go.......good girl” Danielle said warmly. She felt a slight tugging sensation as Jamie began eating her pussy. Her young, hot mouth was very timidly sucking on what had been presented it. “Good girl,” Danielle repeated, closing her eyes and pulling Jamie's head deeper into her crotch. “Just needed to be shown who was in charge” Danielle mused, her voice growing deeper. “Start working that tongue Jamie.” Jamie obediently dipped her tongue into the wetness that was all over her face. She'd never tasted a girl's cum before, and she didn't really care for it. But the warm wet softness of the pussy was pleasant, actually. No wonder John likes going down on me so much. She heard the vocal change with the woman dominating her, and the knowledge that her mouth was arousing her stoic teacher was.....well, there was something hot there. As a tongue, virgin to a woman's pussy, cautiously explored the new phenomenon, Danielle moaned quietly....she loved this timid first attempt at lesbian oral pleasure. She's alright Danielle thought to herself, her tongue is really............alright......hmm.............. Jamie began trying some of the things John did to her, licking up and down the slit, chewing softly on the lips, sticking the tongue in and circling it around. Danielle was feeling so good, that she smashed her pussy down towards the mouth that was pleasuring it, trying to get more pleasure out of the source, Jamie could hardly breathe......desperately she began grabbing at Danielle's ass. “OH you're good. OH you're damn good girl...” Danielle groaned as she pushed herself onto her student. “What? Can't breathe? Okay, hold up.” She settled off of her student, allowing Jamie's tongue to rest. “Alright, you know how to eat pussy. I'm going to lay back, and you're going to get down and eat me out. If you try to make a run for it, I will smother you again. Okay?” Jamie nodded. Danielle leaned back and put her arms behind her head, waiting expectantly. Jamie leaned forward, she got on her knees and put her face into Danielle's lap, her ass rising in the air, which was cute. She then went to work. First she kissed around her target for a little. “Mmhmm. Getting used to it? Go on,” Danielle murmured, thrusting her hips up at her young victim, “Get down in there.” Jamie obeyed quietly, licking up and down the slit. “Mmmmmmm, that's good...” Danielle said, almost contemplatively. The tongue dipped in between the lips and kept going up and down. “Ohhhhhhh, yes.......yes.....” Danielle hissed. Finally, Jamie just closed her mouth down over Danielle's wetness and just sucked and slurped and munched all over. “AAGH, YEAH! Oh you're...OH!....you're such a little bitch. OH! You're my little bitch” Danielle exclaimed, looking down at the teen laying between her legs. The teacher's face was twisted from pleasure into a cute frown, she was humping the girl's face, riding it. With one hand she grabbed a handful of Jamie's silky hair and using that to hold her head steady, started moving her pussy all over Jamie's mouth, enjoying every lick, every kiss, every nibble, and every feeling of complete power that was building in her. Stiffening, Danielle spoke, haltingly, “alright girl....mmm......love your little white......mmmmmmm....alright. I'm going to turn around and I want you to lick around my ass. I don't like my ass being penetrated though, okay.....mmm......Just lick around......” as she said this, she slowly turned over, and again obediently, Jamie dipped her tongue into the cleft presented to her. Jamie was grossed out, even though she liked having her own ass played with. But she did her job, and licked around her teacher's asshole. It was light, and around the edges, but apparently that's all Danielle wanted. In a few minutes her teacher came. It was interesting, she twitched, and she gripped her hands into fists, but she was very quiet, just making humming noises. “mmmmmm.....yeahhh..mmmmmmmhmmmmm mmhmm. Mmmmmmm” her eyes were closed and she was moving her hips in slow circles, enjoying her orgasm. Finally Danielle returned to the universe, and looked at Jamie. I love that wet feeling around my ass after its been rimmed.....mmm...oohh look at this girl. Danielle had felt completely dominant, as she was. She could be harsh and uncaring, but she looked at Jamie, and Jamie was bothered. She'd done things that were gross to her, and though she had been turned on, when the horniness faded, she was left with a sad feeling that she had been violated, taken advantage of, and abused. Perversely, this turned on Danielle in her own way. She felt motherly. She wanted to be less aggressive but still sexual. She felt bad for the girl, but not bad at all for what had happened. “Come over here Jamie,” she said to her student, which was odd, since they were on the same couch, but Jamie moved closer, as she assumed that's what she meant. “Listen, you've been good. You made your teacher feel good. That's good. You can suck on my breasts now.” This was just weird. Jamie was completely confused. She didn't want to, and she didn't know why Danielle had said that, but her teacher's insistent hands moved to Jamie, and pulled her down towards her chest. In almost a cradling posture, Jamie was positioned so Danielle's large tit, with its huge aureola and thick nipple were positioned in sucking range. Knowing she had to anyways, Jamie's mouth closed over the nipple and started to suck. “Good.........Good............you've had such a long night......” Danielle quietly said, stroking Jamie's hair away from her face, and running a thumb down her cheek. Jamie closed her eyes and continued to suckle. She didn't have any thought in her mind at all. In a strange way, it was soothing for Jamie. After being held down, and forcefully penetrated, and made to do all sorts of obscene things, this particular action was rather peaceful, and maybe it brought to her senses some distant memory of being an infant, but either way, she was obedient, and sucked. “Mmmhmm......poor thing......your teacher has been so tough on you” Danielle said, quietly. Her nipple was being tugged at lightly, and the feeling was very pleasant. She had Jamie switch to the other breast after a while, and the sucking continued. Finally, Danielle felt Jamie was fine, and indicated she should get up. “Go ahead and put your clothes on,” Danielle said. They both got dressed. Jamie couldn't look at her teacher. She felt confused. “Well, if you ever get the feeling that you might be into girls, I'm here. Also, we do need to get studying done, so you can come back when we schedule again, and we'll try to keep the sex minimal, okay?” Danielle stated, in perfect teacher mode, like they had just finished some normal study session. Jamie couldn't say anything. All she could taste was her teacher's genitalia. It was weird. Jamie decided I don't know what to make of this or what to do. John is smart. I'll ask him. He'll know. I don't think he'll judge me for what happened at all. This was so so weird. I thought Danielle was cool too...and.....this is way too much to process. “Well,” Danielle said, moving her hand down to get a quick little helping of Jamie's ass, which caused an appropriately startled jump. “We do need to keep studying. I believe we were talking about how the emperor Caligula would have totally enjoyed you....haha I guess I have a lot in common with that emperor” I would love to have been in his shoes.....or sandals....whatever Danielle thought to herself, I would have a girl like Jamie every night. Maybe several at once. Maybe.... Jamie, unexpectedly, had a question come to mind that she was very interested in the answer to: “Whatever happened to him anyways?.... Caligula?” Danielle didn't see the question coming at all, and she certainly didn't like the answer. There was a pause, and Danielle looked very intently at her student. Then led her out to the porch. “I don't remember,” she said, and closed the door.

Just a little after her sixteenth birthday, Jessie ran away from home. Her mother was a drunk who was usually so plastered that she staggered around the house in her baggy house dress, falling over the furniture till she passed out. Her father was abusive, not sexually but he often hit her and pushed her around and verbally abused her. He frequently brought other women home to fuck while his wife was passed out on the couch. He did not pay any attention to his daughter being around. Several times she had seen him roughly throat fucking some slut that had come home with him till she gagged on his cock while he held her by the hair so she could not pull away. One time she saw him drag her mother's limp body off the couch and rub her face in the cum dripping pussy of the whore that he had just fucked. Finally Jessie had had enough and she told her parents that she was leaving. Neither one of them seemed to care. She packed a big backpack and gathered up all the money she had saved. Her mother and father watched her walk past them and out the door without saying a word. Jessie was a cute girl. She was petite and trim, only 5-2" tall and weighing 101 pounds. She had shoulder length brown hair. It was not long ago when she had had to buy new bras because she now need a B-cup. She was an OK student and never caused any trouble. She was quiet and a little on the shy side with no really close friends. Jessie knew where there was a tree house at the back of a big lot. The people with the boys that had played in the tree house had sold the house to an older couple that never went back there, so that was where she stayed. She would go to a fast food restaurant nearby for breakfast and to clean up. She ate lunch at school and when she ate supper, it was fast food again, often at the mall. Jessie had a couple of blankets, an orange crate for a table and a battery operated lantern for light. There were heavy cloth coverings for the windows so the home owners could not see the light at night. When she first went in she found old used rubbers on the floor and several porn magazines left behind by the boys that used to live at the house. Jessie lived this way for about a week. It was not as nice as her room had been but she was still happy to be away from her parents. She was able to find and add a few things in the tree house but soon she could see that her money was not going to last too much longer. It was also going to be fall soon and the weather would start getting cold. Jessie thought about how to get a job and improved her housing location but at her age she could not find anything. I first met Jessie when I went to the mall to buy a new pair of shoes. When I left the mall, a cute young girl walked up to me before I got to my car. "Mister, I need some money for food. I'll suck your cock till you shoot your stuff in my mouth for $20." She spoke quietly and looked at the ground as she spoke. Something did not seem right. I let he in my car but rather than just getting a blowjob I started talking to her. Jessie told me how old she was and told me about her mother and father and why she had left home. She told me about how she was living in the tree house. She told me that she was still a virgin and that I was going to be the first guy she had ever sucked but that she had seen her father and had watched porn on her computer at home and knew that she could do it right. Again she offered to suck me off for $20. I took her out for a good supper and offered to let he stay at my apartment for a while. She said no. I gave her the twenty but did not touch her. I told her my address and told her to come see me if she changed her mind. Jessie got out of my car near where she was staying. She did not show me exactly where it was so I could not turn her in to be picked up by child protection services. Two nights later there was a knock on my door. When I opened it, there stood Jessie. "The weatherman says it is going to get down to freezing tonight but then warm up again. If the offer still stands, can I sleep on your couch tonight?" I opened the door wide and she walked in. Like most single guys, the house was not very clean and I didn't have much in the fridge but I fixed her a meal. I showed her where the bathroom was so she could take a nice hot bath. She looked at me, "Would you like to come in and wash me?" I think she felt that she had to offer me something sexual for what I was doing for her. I told her that it was OK and I didn't think she needed my help. After she finished her bath, she walked out wrapped in a towel. I went to my bedroom and got a long tee shirt which would come down almost to her knees. Rather than going into my bedroom to change, she dropped the towel and put on the tee shirt right in front of me. I got my first look at Jessie's cute little naked body. Then she sat on the couch next to me with her head on my shoulder and we watched several TV shows. I got up and walked to the closet, got out some blankets and a pillow and gave them to her. I went to my bed and we both got a good night of sleep. I have to admit that I had to jerk off to relieve myself before I could sleep. The next morning we both showered separately. Jessie made sure that I got another look at her naked body while she was dressing. She went to school and I went to work. As we were leaving, she jumped up, put her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist and gave me a little kiss. "Thank you so much for being so nice to me" I shoved another $20 in her school bag. When I got home from work, Jessie was sitting in front of my door. "Paul, may I stay one more night please. It is going to be cold again." I opened the door and we went in. Everything went much like the previous night till we went to bed. We had been in bed about half an hour when my bedroom door opened and a naked Jessica walked in. She pulled back my blanket and climbed in without saying a word. I sleep naked so when she cuddled up to me, the feeling of her young firm breasts pressing against my chest drove me wild inside. I got an instant hard on and she felt it grow against her leg. I resisted the urge to just jump on top of her and fuck the shit out of her young virgin pussy. We cuddled till we both fell asleep. When I woke in the morning she was still sleeping but her hand was wrapped around my morning wood. I slipped out of bed and started a shower. The sound of the shower woke her and before I knew it, Jessie was in the shower with me. We both enjoyed soaping each other’s bodies. Then she dropped to her knees and took my erection in her mouth and my balls in her hand. It had been almost a month from when I last had been with a woman. That, and the excitement of being with a very sexy young girl meant that I did not last long. She was not doing a very good job and she scraped my shaft with her teeth several times but I was not about to complain. I warned her that I was going to come but she only picked up the pace. She coughed and gagged a little when I dumped a big load into her sucking mouth but she did not stop till my cum was in her belly and I was starting to go soft. She looked up at me with kind of a 'yuck' look on her face showing that she did not think much of the taste of cum. I smiled and said, "It's an acquired taste." If she had kept it up much longer, I would have gotten hard again. As it was I was late for work and she was late for school. As we left I told her that she could stay with me as long as she wanted. Being late almost caused her a problem. They gave her detention but did not contact her parents. That evening she was waiting for me again. I gave Jessie her own key to the apartment. From that night on there was no pretense of going to bed on the couch. We shared my bed and neither of us had any desire to wear anything to bed. "Paul, I want to give myself to you. I want you to be the first one between my legs." That night I was, but not quite the way she expected. I lovingly kissed her and then worked my way down to her pert breasts. I sucked and licked them for a while. Jessie moaned and pulled my face tighter to her chest. Soon I moved further down. I placed a trail of kisses over her stomach on my way to her treasure. I pushed thru her pubic hair and parted her pussy lips with my tongue. The first touch of my tongue on her clit made her jump. I stopped long enough to ask, "Have you ever had an orgasm?" She told me that she rubbed herself there but that no-one else had ever touched her. I happily went back to work eating her out. I lapped and sucked and poked till she started shaking and screamed out, "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck." Then she went limp. Her pussy was soaking wet with her girl cum but I did not stop. "Oh, Paul that was so much better than when I do it myself. Thank you. I loved it." With that she spun around and we went at it in the 69 position. Soon we both came at about the same time. This time she did not choke or gag and she did not complain about the taste. We were both ready for sleep and we cuddled till we woke in the morning. When I woke, Jessie was looking into my eyes. "Can I stay with you forever?", she asked. I smiled and kissed her deeply. She returned the kiss. "Will you fuck me tonight? Please?" I kissed her again. As we ate breakfast I asked her if her hymen was still intact and she said yes. I explained that when it was broken it often was quite painful and that I hated the idea of causing her pain and not having her fully enjoy our first sex together. I suggested that she use something to break it before we had sex together. When I got home from work, Jessie was sitting on the couch, nude. "I did it. No pain tonight. Can we go to bed now?", she said. It took me a second to think about what she said she had done but it came to me. She had broken her cherry. "It didn't hurt much and there wasn't much blood." "Don't you want to have supper first?", I asked. She smiled, "No. I want to go to bed with you and have you fuck me now. Please." Jessie took my hand and led me to the bedroom. Jessie jumped up on the bed on her back and spread her legs as wide as she could. I could see that she was already nice and wet. I quickly got undressed and got on the bed with her. I started to put my face between her legs but she said, "No. Just come up here and do it. I want your beautiful cock in me. I'm so ready to fuck." I kneeled between her legs. I didn't need any help getting an erection. My rock hard seven inches was ready and anxious to go. I thought about a condom but decided that I wanted to feel her tight young pussy, skin to skin, gripping my cock. I leaned forward and placed my penis between her labia and started sliding it up and down, rubbing against her clit. Jessie moaned. "Put it in. Put it in now. Put it in all the way. Make love to me. Fuck me." I reached down and placed my cockhead at her opening and gave a little push. Her hole, that had never had anything bigger than her finger in it up to today, slowly yielded to the pressure and my cockhead slipped in. I went slow and easy as I worked more and more of myself into my teen lover's love channel. I stopped half way in. Jessica's eyes were closed, there was a smile on her face and her hands were on her tits. God, her cunt was so tight, but then she was a virgin so I guess she should have been. There was a smile on my face too as I thought about being the first man to ever enter Jessie's private sex. Now I pulled partly back out and started a rhythm. I started fucking a little deeper into her tight tunnel with each push till I was balls deep in her. I stopped and let her catch her breath. I could see that she had been holding her breath as I stretched her open and worked myself into her. I leaned forward and gave her a long kiss. Now I started fucking her for real. Long and deep strokes in and out of her vagina got faster and harder as they continued. Jessie rolled her head from side to side and squeezed her breasts until she yelled out in a climax that more than rivaled the one I had given her with my mouth the night before. After several minutes of hard pounding, I felt my balls tighten and my baby juice flow thru my shaft and blast into her womb. I held still and deep as I felt my cock pulsing inside of her, over and over, filling her with my seed. I think she may have actually passed out for a few seconds. I kept my softening prick inside of Jessie as we kissed and kissed and kissed. Finally I pulled out and we shared a blissful sleep. The next morning she woke me with a blowjob. Then she kissed me. It was the first time I had ever tasted myself on a woman's lips but I didn't hold back. I had a friend that worked with a doctor and he was able to get me a prescription for birth control pills without a lot of questions being asked. We kept fucking without condoms but the thought of pregnancy went thru my head several times until she had a period and it had been long enough that the pills should have full effect. I don't think that hardly a day went by that we didn't fuck at least twice and I did not get at least one blowjob. We were lucky but couldn't help ourselves. It was about a month after she moved in with me that we first shared the word love with each other. My neighbors knew that I was single and when they continued seeing this young girl coming and going from my apartment, I started getting dirty looks and hearing people whispering behind my back. The school year ended and about the same time I got a new job offer in another city. I took the job and we moved. From then on, Jessie was my daughter in public and my loving wife in private. I was delighted that Jessie now enjoyed my cock in her mouth as much as she did having it in her pussy. She liked calling my cum 'Morning Honey or her Evening Treat'. No one knew our story and we were living a live that made us very happy. We started thinking that once Jessie was of legal age, we might move again and get married and be husband and wife in public as well as in our hearts and then we can think about starting a family. 1013

The most common sentence used towards me has always been, 'Matt you are just not living up to your potential.' At first, in high school, I purposely tried to confirm those words by getting fifties on tests and handing in assignments late...even though I was capable of nineties...I just didn't see the purpose of doing the extra work for generic marks that don't mean anything once you leave high school. So instead, I slacked off, focusing instead on football and music. I was a good football player, but not scholarship good and so now at twenty-one, I worked at a music store during the day and delivered pizzas on weekends, all the while writing tunes and working with my band at every opportunity. Meanwhile, my sister, Kristen, was the brainiac. She worked hard at school, got the nineties I was supposed to get, and got a scholarship to a few schools but decided to go to college in town on a full ride. Although I loved my sister, we never really bonded as our world views were so completely different. So at twenty-one and eighteen...we were still both living at home; me trying to save money until my band hit it big and Kristen so she could focus on her studies and not worry about a job. Then...one day a domino of fate changed everything. It had not been a good day. As I walked towards the basement to throw my shirt in the laundry in hopes of getting the stain out, I froze in my tracks. I heard moaning coming from the vicinity of the laundry room. The only one who could be home was my sister, as our parents were at the lake for the weekend. Unless could she be with a guy? She didn't have a boyfriend that I knew of. Curious, I tiptoed to the loud sounds of the moans that were just outside the door. Was she masturbating? My goody-goody sister? As I listened, her moans could only be of her masturbating. I shouldn't have listened, but I did... my cock growing immediately. I mean, for some reason, although my sister is very cute, girl next door cute, I had never considered her a sexual being. Yet, I had to peek. I had to see what she was doing. I stared in utter disbelief. My nerdy sister was completely naked, except for a pair of thigh high stockings (something I had only seen worn by one girl I had been with and she was a MILF) sitting on a working washing machine as she fucked her pussy with what looked like a brush. Her tits were huge, literally vibrating in an exotic sort of way. Her eyes were closed as she allowed the pleasure of the washing machine and the brush to course through her. Her moans were loud as it was obvious she was close to coming. "Oh God, yes," Kristen moaned, leaning back and frantically fucking herself with the brush. My cock was rock hard as I watched my nerd sister looking so utterly hot, her body amazing: great big tits with hard nipples and long firm legs. I wondered if her ass was as perfect as the rest of her body. I grabbed my phone and began filming, wishing I would have thought of it a minute earlier. "Fuuuuuuck," she screamed, a few seconds later, as an obvious orgasm cascaded through her. I had fucked a quite a few women in my life, but I couldn't recall a woman screaming that loud or looking that completely sexually satisfied... as if she had just reached sexual enlightenment... as my sister at the moment. I focused my camera on her face... turned on completely by not only the sounds coming out of her mouth, but the facial expressions that could only be complete euphoria. Thinking she was done, I backed away, not wanting to have her catch me watching... Then things took a shocking turn. "Oh yes, Matt, fuck me, fuck me hard," she moaned loudly. My eyes went big. My cock was about to burst in my too tight jeans. I looked up to make sure she didn't know I was watching... her eyes still closed, as I continued to watch my sister in the beautiful act of self-pleasure. She just said my name! "Oh yes, big brother, slam that big hard dick in me," she moaned loudly. As she continued fucking herself furiously. I couldn't believe my ears, even more than I couldn't believe my eyes. "Fuck, yes, yes, yes," Kristen screamed a minute later, as her second orgasm hit her. I filmed for a few more seconds, before quietly backing away and leaving the house before she learned I had caught her. Once outside, I waited a minute before I came back into the house and slammed the door... loud. I went to the kitchen to get a drink of water... thinking what I really needed was a long, cold shower. I had downed a glass and was pouring a second when Kristen came into the kitchen and asked, her face still flushed, "What are you doing home?" "Shitty day," I shrugged, as I tried to recall her large breasts now hidden behind a baggy sweatshirt. I wondered if she was wearing a bra. "You home for dinner?" She asked. "I think so," I nodded, before asking, "Are you okay?" "I'm fine," she answered, not asking why I asked such a question. "You look really flushed," I said, enjoying trying to make her uncomfortable and looking forward to seeing how she lied... something that I was usually doing. "Just doing laundry," she answered. "I guess I'm a bit out of shape, LOL." I couldn't resist, "Maybe you just need a good work out." "I probably do," she nodded, going to the fridge. Changing topics, she said, "I'm making homemade pizza, do you want me to make you one too?" "Sure," I agreed. "I'll be upstairs." "I'll call you when it's ready," she said, not acting any different: no hint she had just had multiple orgasms and no hint that her fantasies were about me. I went to my room and watched the video. Although a bit shaky, it was pretty clear, especially when I zoomed it... and the audio was crystal clear. I jerked off... imagining fucking my baby sister and then created a couple of copies of the video... unsure what I planned to do next. Then fate intervened a second time. At least I took it as fate. And the opportunity of a lifetime. The entire family was driving to visit Grandma. That shouldn't have mattered, it was when we stopped at my aunt's house that fate opened the door. Aunt Josie, mom's sister, wanted us to bring a couple extra boxes, ended up being four, up to Grandma's. Dad said, "We'd love to, but they just won't fit." A wicked idea popping into my head, I offered, "It will be a tight fit for us if we share a seat, but it’s only for a couple of hours." "Really?" Dad asked, surprised. I glanced at Kristen, who was equally surprised, and nodded, "If Kristen is okay with it. I'll do anything for grandma." "Me too," Kristen agreed, completely unaware of my plan. So, we packed everything into the back seats, and I made it so the boxes would block Mom's view from the front passenger side and Dad's view would be equally limited with the mirror being utterly useless. "You sure you two can sit like that?" Dad asked, "The second hour is all gravel roads and will be quite bumpy." "I'm sure we will be fine," I said, as I sat down in the confined space... hoping it would be very bumpy indeed. Kristen, who was in a skirt, looked at me and paused. I patted the seat. "I don't bite." She laughed, as she awkwardly moved in and sat on my lap at first, holding her skirt in place so her private parts were protected, then squeezed in beside me. Dad looked in and said, "Last chance or forever hold your peace." A statement he often used when he was giving us a chance to reconsider or we, as a family, were making a final decision. "I'll suffer through it," I said. "I'm the one suffering," Kristen said. Dad closed the door for us and got in the vehicle. Mom called out, as the car started moving, "Comfortable?" I responded, "It's fine." "Yeah, it's okay," Kristen agreed too. Kristen moved around a bit, trying to get comfortable. As she did... my cock hardened... my naughty idea stirring my loins quickly. The idea was a crazy one. Fuck my sister in the car. Making it happen, though, that was a bit more difficult. After about 45 minutes, she turned her head and spoke, “This is very uncomfortable, can I try sitting on your lap?” “Sure”, I responded. She un-wedged herself from me and the boxes, and I scooted over. She then sat on my lap. She had to feel my hard cock. I would flinch my cock, every minute or so, directly on her ass. The first time I flinched my cock, Kristen was clearly startled... but acted as casual as she could... as if it was an accident. The second time she turned to look at me... her cheeks began to redden. The third time she tried to keep a straight face. The fourth time, I flicked my cock three straight times... wanting to make it clear that this wasn't an accident. I could see how uncomfortable this was making her. What I couldn't tell was if it was getting her excited. Her cheeks were red, but that could be out of awkwardness and embarrassment as much as it could be pleasure. "This is a bit uncomfortable," I said, as I moved my arms from the awkward position I had them and moved them around my sister and placed them on her legs. Her back stiffened, just as Dad asked, "You two okay back there?" "Just trying to get comfortable," I answered. "How about you, honey?" Dad asked. Her answer would tell me a lot. She answered, "I'm okay." A vague answer, but by not making a big deal about my hands on her legs, nor my cock flinching underneath her, nor moving my hands away or lifting her body to one side or another, I was confident my plan was working. "Let me know if you guys need a stop to stretch your legs or anything," Dad offered. "Will do," I responded, leaving my hands on her legs casually... deciding to take my time on this seduction... trying to get her hot and wet... so she wouldn't be able to think straight. I was also being very cautious until I was a hundred percent sure she was game before I went for the kill. So far, I could defend each act. For the next ten minutes, I just allowed my hands to rest on her legs... wishing they were in the same silky nylons that she was wearing the time I caught her. I resisted the temptation to move my hands up her skirt. I also continued to flinch my cock regularly... continuing to tease her relentlessly. Kristen, after a few minutes of sitting there like a statue, reached down, which made her ass grind on my cock, and pulled up her purse. I assumed the grind was accidental, but I couldn't know for sure. I wondered if she was thinking what I was. I knew she had fantasies about me. I knew she was a horny girl. I knew I wanted to fuck her. She was on her phone for a few minutes, but from my position I couldn't tell what she was doing. Deciding to push this a bit further, I reached for my phone, which was in my shorts pocket. To do so, I lifted my ass up, making my cock grind hard on her ass... as I said, "Just need to grab my phone in my pocket." "No problem," she replied, even though it came with the slightest of a moan. She lifted herself up and I pulled the phone out of my pocket. I said, "You can sit back down." She did. I then cursed myself. I should have moved her skirt, so her pussy was directly on my cock. Or I should have quickly fished out my cock. Patience... I reminded myself. The plan was to get her nice and horny and then take the risk when we reached the bumpy road. I resumed flicking my cock every so often, as I also resumed putting my one hand on her leg. Then I just remained patient... they say it is a virtue after all. I wanted her to see the apple... get hungry for the apple and then, like Eve, be unable to resist the juicy fruit and decide to take my serpent. Instead, I watched, on mute of course, Kristen getting herself off on the washing machine. It was still super-hot and made my cock flinch against my control. Dad warned, "Here comes the bumpy road. Do you two need a break?" "No, keep going," I answered, speaking for both of us. "Okay," Dad responded. A minute later, I asked, "Kristen, can you lift yourself up for a minute?" "Uh, sure," she said, lifting her ass up awkwardly. I quickly unzipped my shorts, fished out my completely hard cock. I then said, "You can sit back down." As she did, I pushed my hard cock forward, and held her skirt up. When she sat back down, my cock was now touching her panty covered pussy. She gasped, loudly, "Oh my God." "You okay, honey?" Mom asked. "Um, yeah, I, um, just poked myself a little," she said, her face ruby apple red... her cover up also humorous. "Sorry," I apologized loudly, "I didn't mean to startle you so much." "Do I need to stop?" Dad asked. "No," Kristen responded quickly. "No, keep going," I said. "We are finally in a comfortable position." "Okay," Dad said, before adding, "You two are real troopers back there." As I flicked my cock, all that was between me and fucking my sister was a thin piece of fabric. "Mmmmm," came a muffled moan from her. Since she hadn't moved away or alerted my parents, I decided to finally reach around and cup her breasts. I could see her mouth drop open with more shock as I felt her up. But again, she didn't push my hands away, instead she leaned her body back against mine, giving into the molestation of her big brother. Her left ear now right beside my mouth, I whispered, "I saw you last week on the washing machine." "Oh, God," she answered, maybe because of the shock of my words or maybe from the pleasure she was receiving from my hands and my teasing cock. I continued, "You looked so hot pleasuring yourself." I tugged on her ear, knowing many girls' erroneous zone was the ear and/or neck, before I added, "especially when you screamed 'Oh yes, Matt, fuck me hard.'" "Oh, God," she again replied, my soon to be going to Harvard sister unable to complete a full sentence. "Do you often masturbate about me?" I asked, continuing to assault her ear and neck with hot kisses. "Matt, please," she moaned. "Please what?" I asked, as I moved my right hand from her breast, and slipped it under her skirt and to her pussy. "Matt, no," she whispered, ever so quietly to not alert our parents. "Isn't this your fantasy?" I asked, as I found her clit through the already very wet panties. "You're my brother," she said, pointing out the obvious. "That didn't matter in the laundry room," I countered, now tapping on her clit and making her body quiver. "But, but, that, that, is, oh God, that is, is, fantasy," she finally finished a sentence that took four times as long as it should have. "Well, let's make fantasy a reality," I said, as I moved my kisses to her neck as I continued to tease her clit. "Oh, God, Matt," she said, clearly flustered and confused. "All you have to do is lift yourself up, pull those panties to the side and lower yourself back down on my hard cock," I whispered, putting all the decision making on my sister. I had offered her the forbidden fruit... now I had to wait to see if she could resist it. "Fuck," she whispered, her body and mind clearly in conflict with each other. "Go ahead, baby sis," I whispered, "take the plunge." "But" she began and stopped. "But what?" I asked, adding, trying to reassure her, "I haven't stopped thinking about you and your beautiful body and your nasty tongue since I caught you." "But I'm," she tried again, but stopped. "It's okay," I soothed. "This is natural." "I'm a virgin," she revealed. Now I was torn. God, I was horny. God, I wanted to fuck her. But did I want to be her first? Fuck!! As I was considering this, she began to slowly grind herself on my cock. The apple offered was obviously very tempting. It was my turn to moan. She grinded on me for a couple of minutes... both of us speechless as we contemplated what we were doing, what we could be doing. Then we hit a sudden rough patch. "Ooooooh," Kristen moaned louder... enough to alert our parents. "You okay?" Mom asked. "Yeah, but could you warn us when you are going to hit a rough patch?" Kristen requested. "Sure, honey," Dad nodded, just as Kristen lifted her ass up, tugged her panties aside and looked back at me with clear lustful intent. She wanted to lose her virginity to me... her brother. And I suddenly wanted to be the one to be her first I positioned my completely hard cock straight in the air and aimed it for her perfect pinkness as she began to lower herself on my serpent. It was like we were living in slow motion. I felt her wetness touch my mushroom top. Then she stopped, as if having second thoughts. The look on her face was complete trepidation. She was literally an inch from losing her virginity, from willingly committing incest and from having sex in the backseat of a car with her parents’ inches away. Then... for what seemed like an eternity, but was likely three seconds, she smiled. A wicked smile as she lowered herself down on my throbbing shaft, straightening her head and looking at Dad. It was my turn to moan as I felt her warmth envelop my cock. I leaned sideways so I could see her face. Her eyes were closed. Her lips were slightly pursed... as if unsure whether this was going to hurt or feel amazing, she let out the softest of moans. She'd never looked sexier in her life. I'm not sure any girl I had ever seen in my life had looked sexier than she did at that moment. So sweet. So innocent. So vulnerable. And then she was sitting on my lap. I whispered, "Just relax and get used to it." She just nodded, still not opening her eyes... her facial expression though was unreadable. Excitement? Trepidation? Fulfillment? Shock? Or maybe it was just me... I was feeling all those things. At the moment we seemed to transcend reality. There was nothing there but us. Nothing but my cock resting in her pussy. Then that brief tranquility was broken when Dad hit the mother of all potholes. My ass lifted up, my cock reached new depths and Kristen screamed, "Oh my God." Dad slammed on the brakes and said, in a panic, "You okay?" Kristen snapped, so unlike her, "I told you to warn us if you were going to hit a bump." "Sorry," Dad said in the tone usually used for when he pissed off mom. "Should I pull over?" Dad asked, going at a snail's pace now. "No!" Kristen replied resolutely. "Okay," Dad replied, in the way dad's reply when they know another word could end their life at the hands of an overreacting female. Mom, being the peacemaker, asked, "Are you guys okay back there?" "We're fine," Kristen said, as she began, much to my surprise, slowly riding my cock. I just sat there and enjoyed the pleasure of Kristen slowly riding my cock, as I gently rubbed her back. "Mmmmm," she let out as she took my entire cock back into her wetness. I whispered, "Take your time." She nodded again. God, I wished I could see her face clearly. I wished I could see her naked body as she rode me. Wanting to be more a part of this surreal moment, I leaned forward and cupped both her breasts... wishing she wasn't wearing a bra. As if reading my mind, she stopped riding me, again sitting completely on my lap and moved my hands away... at first I was disappointed, but that was short lived as she lifted up her shirt, unclasped her bra and tossed it to the ground. I returned my hands, this time under her shirt, to her breasts and traced over her incredible hard nipples. Her body trembled at my gentle touch, even as she resumed slowly riding me. God, I wanted to suck those big tits... those hard nipples. I was brought out of my lustful thoughts, as Dad warned, "Rough patch coming." "Thanks for the warning," Kristen said, as she lifted her ass up, holding onto Dad's chair, looked back at me and mouthed, "Fuck me, big brother." I didn't hesitate, as I moved my hands for balance away from those perfect tits and began slowly bucking my ass up. This time she looked at me throughout, which only enhanced the intensity of the moment. Pushing it past just being sex to something else... something I couldn't explain... couldn't rationalize. "Faster," she mouthed, just as the car began to vibrate from the roughness... which made me think back to the washing machine. Although awkward, I tried to oblige. I wanted her first time to be perfect... memorable. I couldn't explain it... I was no virgin... but I felt like this was my first time. And maybe it was... this was the first time I was fucking someone I loved... and that was the moment I realized...this wasn't just sex... I loved my sister and although I had never considered it until now... I loved her as more than just a sister. As if thinking something similar, she turned her head to look back at me. She smiled and whispered, "I love you." "I love you too," I replied, warmth coursing through my entire body at the words other girls had said to me and I lied in return... this time I meant it. This was more than just fucking... this was something else... something organic... something perfect. "Yes," Kristen moaned, louder than she anticipated. "What, honey?" Mom asked. Covering quickly, even as I kept fucking her, she answered, "Just got a text that Sarah finally dumped that loser Dave." "Oh, okay," Mom said. For a couple of minutes, I fucked her as best I could in the awkward position I was in. It felt so amazing, yet I couldn't get into a rhythm. Kristen then sat down on my lap and began riding me. I groaned as she began bouncing on my cock, the sounds of our bodies colliding covered by the radio and the loud sounds of gravel underneath the car. My balls began boiling, and it was clear Kristen was getting close. And she was riding me as fast as she could as she again grabbed onto Dad's chair. "You okay, honey?" Dad asked, feeling his chair pulled back. "Never better," she answered. "Only about thirty minutes left," he said. "Okayyyyy," she replied, her orgasm close, another bump on the road able to hide the real intent of her moan. "Sorry," Dad said. "Oh, I'm getting used to being bounced around," she quipped, which made me gasp slightly at the wicked double entendre "I'm sorry," Dad said. Mom offered, "I could replace you back there, Kristen." I smirked at the reality of what Mom was unknowingly offering. Kristen replied, as she slammed down on my cock, looking back at me with a wicked smile, "I'm not sure you could handle the pounding I'm taking back here." Oh fuck! God, my sister was wickedly hot. "You sure?" Mom asked. "I don't mind the bumps." "Keep driving," Kristen repeated, "I'm so close." "What?" Mom asked, as she moved a box to look back at us. "She means we're so close, let's just get there," I covered for her, as Kristen stopped just in time to not get caught riding me. "Oh, okay," Mom said, looking at us with a perplexed look. Mom moved the box back to hide us and Kristen resumed riding me. I wondered if Mom knew. Kristen didn't seem to care. I no longer cared either as I was close to eruption. Kristen covered her mouth and I watched her come... and then felt it... as she collapsed on my cock, her juice leaking onto me. I hadn't come yet. But I didn't care. I wanted her to enjoy her first fuck. Then she surprised me again after a couple of minutes of recovery. She got off my cock, moved in front of my legs, and took my cock in her hand. She began stroking me. Then, she leaned her head down and started to suck me. She bobbed furiously, tasting herself on my dick, which only made the surreal session even more so. I wasn't going to last long, her mouth felt like heaven. I started to cum. Unfortunately, I couldn't warn her and thus she wasn't ready for the excessive load I shot into her mouth. She gagged and removed her mouth from my cock to swallow. My second rope hit her dead in the face just as Mom moved the box again and witnessed my third rope splatter her daughter. Mom didn't say a word... just watched in shock... as one last rope shot out of me and onto my cute sister. I looked at Mom, who was staring down at her son's dick and her daughters cum coated face with a look that was completely unexplainable. It wasn't anger as one would expect. It wasn't even completely shock. Kristen had no idea Mom was watching as she leaned forward and took my cock back in her mouth. Mom finally looked up at me. I didn't know what to do. So I shrugged. Dad asked, "Everything okay back there?" "Never better," I said, still with no idea what Mom was thinking. Oblivious that Mom was watching, Kristen said, "I'm persevering dad." Kristen then leaned forward and licked my cock one more time. Then I watched as Kristen scooped the cum off her face and put it into her mouth, smiling at me the entire time. As my cock started to shrink back to normal, Kristen then began to move back onto my lap, just as Mom moved the box back in position after glancing down at my cock one last time. My head was spinning. Both of them. Mom didn't freak out. I shook my head at how this surreal, amazing day just got even stranger. The next twenty minutes, we didn't say a word. Just enjoyed the afterglow of an amazing intimate moment between siblings. Dad announced, "We're here." I leaned forward and whispered, "That was amazing." She nodded, as she leaned back into me and ground her cunt on my cock one last time. Once stopped, Kristen quickly opened the door and got off of me before Dad could see. I quickly put my cock away but noticed a pretty large wet stain on my crotch area. That was going to be impossible to hide. I got out, and Dad said to the two of us, "So you survived." Kristen, shocking me one more time, replied, "Yes, it was quite the ride." Feeling my face go red this time, I quickly went around to the other side to grab a box that would hide the evidence. Mom was out of the car too by the time I reached the other side. She asked, her tone dripping with innuendo, "Did you enjoy the ride too?" I had no idea what to say. Thankfully, Dad was behind me and he asked, "Are you going to grab a box or what?" I grabbed a box and took it into grandma's house. Dad said, "Put it on the front step and go grab the last one." "Sure, Dad," I nodded, making sure to shift my body so he wouldn't somehow see my wet crotch. I went back to the car and saw Mom was talking to Kristen. Fuck! I reached the car to hear Mom say, "And you still have your brother's cum in your hair." Then Mom used her finger to scoop the dallop on Kristen’s hair, and put in her mouth. She then turned to me, look down at the wet spot on my shorts, and then looked up at me. As she started walk towards grandma’s house she said, “You taste better than your Dad.”

I was fourteen. I was already exploring anything sexual. I had lost my virginity to my current boyfriend. My boyfriend and his family were going on vacation. I wanted to go, but sadly my parents nor his would allow me to go. I was upset. As a compromise, they had agreed I could house sit and make a little money on the side. For two weeks I would be on my own with the occasional visit and call from mom and dad. I missed my boyfriend, but this was a way of feeling close to him I suppose. Besides, it was only two weeks, right? They left and the very next morning dad delivered me to their family house. There were a couple of pets to look after, but besides that, it would mostly be me sunbathing and lying by the pool. I was thin, with budding breasts, blue eyes, dark black hair that came down mid back, and freckles across the bridge of my nose. I fed the parrot, a sickly looking thing that looked like death was at its doorstep, I fed the cat, and last the big lug of a golden retriever named Barney. I fed him and played tug of war with a rope toy he had and let him out to do his business. I let him back in and dressed to lie out beside the pool. I got up after some time and went back inside to cool off some. As soon as I was inside, something cold brushed my buttocks. I turned and shrieked swiping at Barney's nose. He recoiled and he looked hurt, his eyes were full of emotion. I held out my hand and apologized and he dipped his head right between my thighs, his long raspy tongue licking the fabric of my bikini bottom. Instantly, my legs went rubbery. I probably let him lick longer than I should have before I stopped him. I stepped back. Already my mind was reeling with possibilities. I wondered if he would lick me down there, something Jimmy had been reluctant to do. I stepped out of my bikini bottoms and called him over, in a kind of squat, my weight resting on my heels. He ran over, eagerly licking my face and neck as I giggled. He turned his attention between my legs. He turned his head sideways, licking eagerly. His tongue folded inside me. I was in heaven. He licked me to several orgasms. I stood up. He was dry humping the air, I could see the slim contour of his pink dog cock. I knelt and grasped the slim bone of his cock and pulled the sheathe back more as he humped my hand. For me I don't think it was even sexual right that second. It was more of a challenge to see if he would. When he started cumming, I remember laughing, surprised when the warm dog come shot up my arm and on my leg. I left him alone for a bit after that. I struggled with it some in my mind. I started toward him, curious if he would repeat the act, then turned around. It was taboo. I wasn't hurting him; wasn't forcing him. I wondered... I came back into the den area and put down a towel to protect my knees on the tiled floor. I got down on all fours naked and called for Barney. He came over. My heart was racing. I lowered my head. He went behind me licking me a couple times before he mounted me. I bit my lip and arched my back. He wrapped his fore paws around my tiny waist. His claws scratching my sides as he shifted, the hard bone of his dog cock jabbing but not quite hitting home. He jerked and his cock hit me, painfully in that area between vagina and ass. I screamed and shifted my ass some. His cock slipped inside of me and he re-gripped me with his paws. He jumped off me, barking loud and shrill right in my ear. He mounted me again, then dismounted. It was as if he was learning me as a sexual being. He mounted and I dipped my ass back and down some. His cock slipped inside my pussy and he started jack hammering inside of me, very fast and very powerful. He was trying to climb up the back of my legs with his back paws. He was growing bigger inside of me. I could feel him cumming inside of me, warm and watery, pouring down my thighs, tickling. The friction was perfect. He did not knot with me. I think, initially, I had assumed the large bulb at the base was somehow associated with his balls. He ran around me, I got to see his cock. I could not believe that had been inside of me. He mounted me again, slipping easily into me now. Fucking me hard and fast. There was something different this time. A kind of desperation. I felt something bump into me, several times and then it was inside me. Scared, I went still, feeling this thing, whatever it was swell inside me. I could feel every pulse of his cock as he came in me. I came with him, my thighs quivered and shook, my toes curled. He tired to pull away from me. His knot swelled against me in such a way my clit rested against the base of his cock. Every time he tugged trying to pull from me, my whole body shuddered. He turned, throwing one hind leg over me, now ass to me. His cock still lodged deep inside me. He had knotted me that second time. Now I was scared. He tried walking away from me. This hurt and instinctively I grabbed his back legs. This he seemed to understand and stopped trying to pull me backwards with him. He kept coming in me. I rested my head on one arm, my ass raised, one foot resting over my other ankle. It felt like ages but probably no more than twenty minutes. He slipped from me. I knew something inside me was torn. I reached back, hands shaking and touched myself. My fingers came away wet and sticky with dog come. I was fine. I looked and saw his cock still hard, the knot still impressive. We fucked all the time over those two weeks. I sucked him off. I found he wanted me more if I didn't wash. I smelled like dog, of sweat, and dog semen. The house reeked of what we had been doing. The last day I spent time between him and cleaning. When they came home, I was waiting for them. Barney, I had put in his kennel. I was too afraid he would try to mount me in front of them. I broke up with my boyfriend shortly after for that same reason. I didn't go to the pool or lie out for the rest of that summer. It took a long time for the scratches to go away. People would see them or what they were. I didn't consider doing that again but I remember that wild summer. I remember and smile. I really miss that dog.

Hi, i'm mark 16 years old. A normal teen boy with the usual teen interests. I'm about 1,8m tall, weigh about 75kg, blue eyes, dark brown hair. I'm no superman, but keep myself in decent shape. I have a stepsister, Lisa who is 18. She is tall, slim, with long light brown hair, and beautiful C cup breasts and a nice round butt. I always sneak a peek at her whenever i can get a look at her body. But never actually thought about having sex with her, until tonight that is. We were very close, and had quickly become good friends when our parents started dating, and later married. Our parents was going away for the weekend. Taking a romantic getaway as they usually do a couple of times a year. Leaving me and my 18 year old stepsister home alone for the weekend. After saying goodbye to our parents, i went up to my room. It was Friday afternoon and raining, so it looked like it would be a boring evening. My stepsister came into my room without knocking. She never knocked, but i didn’t really mind. She asked if i had any plans for the weekend. I told her i didn’t have any special plans, staying home tonight, maybe see some friends tomorrow and Sunday. She told me she was going out with her friend Tina that night. They planned to go to a party and would probably be home late. And she asked if i was OK with being alone for the night. I told her it was no problem and to have fun. Is a bit of a party animal, and liked going out on weekends. I knew she wasn’t a virgin, but she was no slut either. Although i knew she played around with Tina sometimes, but they were never more than friends with benefits. After Lisa left for her party i relaxed at home. Fixed myself some food, watched a movie, and played on my computer. I used the opportunity to jerk off to some online porn since i had the house to myself (i'm usually a bit shy about this when others are home, since i'm afraid to get caught). And i went to bed at around 11pm. More out of boredom than sleepiness. I woke up a few hours later, the clock on my bedside table told me it was about 1.30am. I realized the sound that had woke me, was my sister returning home. By the sounds of her unsteady shuffling i could tell she was drunk. I heard her going into the bathroom and turning on the shower. I turned around and tried to go to sleep again. I was half asleep again, when i thought i felt a movement on my bed. But i figured it was my imagination so i kept trying to sleep. Suddenly i felt something touch my chin, i opened my eyes and realized my sister was lying in my bed beside me wearing only bra and panties. Clearly drunk. She smiled at me. Then she leaned in and kissed me, passionately, her tongue finding its way into my mouth playing with my tongue. I was too drowsy from sleep and surprised to really comprehend what was happening. But her kiss felt good, far better than any kiss i had experienced before. I had only kissed a couple of girls before. She broke the kiss, still smiling. It almost felt like i was dreaming. She pulled my duvet off and moved closer to me. Our bodies was touching now, she put one leg on top of mine. Then she kissed me again. As she did, she put her hand on my boxers and gently rubbed my cock (which was getting harder by the second) trough the thin fabric. When she broke the kiss again i moaned from the pleasure of her touch. She asked if i liked it, and i all i could do was nod. Then she put her hand inside my boxer and pulled my cock out, all 16cm of it hard as a rock now. She started to slowly stroke it. By now i was fully awake, but too horny to care if she was my stepsister. We kissed again, and this time i had the presence of mind to kiss back. I put my arms around her, letting my hands glide over her gorgeous body. Then she said "I want to fuck you", all i could think or say at this point was "oh yes". She sat up and took of her bra, letting her beautiful tits swing free. Then she slid off her panties, revealing her shaved pussy glistening with her own wetness. It was the first time i saw a pussy in real life, and the sight of her naked body made me so horny it almost hurt. She pulled off my boxers, i was now laying completely naked in front of her. She straddled over me. Took my cock in her hands and guided it towards her wet heaven while slowly lowering herself onto it. It felt so amazing feeling my cock glide into her tight pussy. She lowered herself all the way down until i was completely inside her. She let out a soft moan, and then started slowly rising and lowering herself on my cock. Both of us moaning in pleasure now. I was dizzy and my head was numb from pleasure, and all i could do was lie there as my stepsister was fucking me. I didn’t last very long that first time, only a few minutes. I let out a long loud moan as i shot my cum inside her. She stopped riding and just sat on top of me for a few seconds as my cock softened inside her pussy. "mmm that was good" she said as she laid down beside me, "yes it was" i answered. Then she said "but i'm still horny". We kissed again, and then she took my hand and guided my fingers inside her. We lied like that for a while, kissing and me fingering her pussy. Her breath became heavier and faster as she was nearing an orgasm. My cock was hard again by now. And she took my fingers out of her pussy, "no, not like this" she said "i want to cum on your cock". She got back on top of me and started riding me again, this time taking my hands and let me fondle her tits while we fucked. I lasted longer the second time, and was even confident enough to let my hips rise to meet hers as she came down on me. After a little while she let out a loud long moan as her orgasm raced trough her body. The look and feeling her orgasm on me made me shoot my load into her a second time. "Thank you" she said as she laid down again, putting her arms around me. We lied there holding each other and kissing for a long time. And then she fell asleep, her arms still around me. I couldn’t sleep for a long time, i lay awake thinking of how i had been fucked by my own sister. We woke up late in the morning. She was smiling (shes always smiling), but she said she had a bad hangover and needed a shower. We didn’t speak much that morning, but in the early afternoon she came back into my room. Her hangover almost gone. She was uncharacteristically shy and quiet. "about last night" she said, "i hope i didn’t hurt you or made you feel bad". I told her i had been really surprised, shocked even. But i also told her it had been one of the most amazing experiences of my life. She told me she was re-leaved to hear that, and that it had been wonderful for her too. And she said she might like to do it again some time, but sober. I told her i would like that. We didn’t have sex again that day, but spent the day at home relaxing together. But later we did it again, but that’s for another story

Notes: Few things like age, names have been changed slightly to keep our identities a secret. We want to share our story, but don't want to get in trouble with the law. We still live together but we tell everyone we are just roommates. We do not want our friends and family to find out what is actually going on. If you like our story please let us know interact with us so we know to keep making them. Like i said this is just the beginning of our story which now has gone on for 3 years. This is not the typical story about incest which you have heard online time after time. Both my sister and I were very well raised in a loving home where are parents worked extremely hard to give us a good life. We both went to school and were very good A average students. For most of my life I just saw my sister as just that a sister. We used to play as kids, but we drifted apart as most sibling do when one begins to get older. We played less often and she started calling me annoying at the beginning. It did hurt me but I was just a dumb kid I got over it and made my own friends while carrying on with my life. We used to fight a lot as we drifted apart, the fights got physical which left me pretty defenseless because I was just a small child at the time. It would not be until I turn 10 when I would acquire the strength to defend myself but never fight back. If I learned anything from my parents it was not to steal, and to never hit a woman. Our relationship continued the same for most of our teen years. There was a moment when we were kids that we experimented making out. Our parents sometimes worked in the evening so we stayed home alone a lot on those days. I still remember it how it all began as a very young kid I had a eidetic memory which allows me to remember things with very exact details. I was sitting on the couch watching cartoons when my sister came in the room. Nothing strange happen at first, but she parked a conversation with me. She begin to tell me about the guys in her school. Things got more heated as she told me how a girl got caught giving head to a guy. Me the time not knowing what it was awkwardly asked; Jack: What is head? Jazlyn: It’s when a girl puts her mouth on a guy’s penis. I was shocked by it but not that surprised since I had seen it in porn before but I had no idea why the girl would do that. Jazlyn: you know most people are already making out at my school, Have you ever even kissed a girl (in a jokingly way) Jack: Yes I have! (I said without confidence because I was lying but I was not going to get ridiculed) Jazlyn: You know we can practice if you want so we can both get better After a short moment of thinking it over I said yes I knew it was wrong but the thought of kissing a girl made me hard. She told me lets go upstairs to be more secluded. We were home alone but did not want to risk our parents coming home early and walking in on us. We ran up the stairs and into her room we both sat on her bed. To be honest I was pretty nervosa about the situation, as most kids would be. I probably would not have been able to initiate the kissing myself. She luckily took the initiative and put her lips on mine, we both open our mouths to invite each other in. After a few minutes of this she laid on her bed and had me lay on top of her to keep making out. I’m not going to tell you a lie and say I was a Casanova and knew what I was doing. Looking back at it now it was a sloppy mess of us wrestling with each other’s tongues in our mouths. But nonetheless I loved every second of it. She would tell me I was good at the time but now looking back we were both inexperienced. This continued for 5 days, every day we would wait with excitement for our parents to leave. The literal second our parents left we would run upstairs without stopping. Jazlyn: They will not be back until late today that means we will have 5 hours of making out Jack: perfect (I said excitedly while placing myself in between her legs to be on top of her so I could kiss her) Our lips met and I loved the feeling of her saliva in my mouth. It never went passed this because to be honest I didn't even know that much about sex or how to even do it at the time so I could not initiated. This continued one day when she stopped me from kissing her and she told me; Jazlyn: This is not okay we are brother and sister we need to stop this Jack: we just won’t tell mom and dad Jazlyn: no we need to stop Me not wanting to get in trouble said Jack: fine I won’t do it anymore I got off of her and laid on the other side of her bed Jazlyn: maybe we could still do it a bit more? Me thinking she might tell on me refused and stayed on the far side of the bed. That’s was the end we cleaned our self-up had a few awkward moments after that but eventually. We got over it and carried on with our lives pretty normally for years. During the next year things went back to normal we were just siblings nothing more. We never again talked about the kissing we had shared all those years ago. We did not even acknowledge it ever it happen. Like it was erased from our minds never to be brought up again. I never really fantasized or had any feelings for my sister after this. About 8 years passed and now I was 18 and she was 21 In a dark turn of events both our mom and dad diapered from our lives. I will not go into detail on the reason why for the reason of not wanting to be identified. Just know that our parents were gone and were not coming back, and just like overnight we were left alone in the world. I was still in high school. She had just gotten a job with a company working in sales. I was a crazy hit but things have to keep going. My sister basically rose to the occasion to take care of me since I was still in high school. I was and still am incredibly grateful for this, but I still needed to help out. I went out and I got a job in a dinner as a cook while I prayed my way through school. She kept her job and we were pretty well off for just the two of us. As we started to feel better and decide who gets what it came to our attention that both f us wanted the Master Bedroom with a big walking closet and a smaller one. Plus a personal bathroom. I knew I wanted it so I dragged my bed in there and decided I was going to sleep there tonight. Jazlyn also had stated that she wanted it and when she saw I planned on sleeping in there she decided to do the same to try and win it over. That night I slept on my bed while she slept in our parents. I was getting ready for bed when she looked at me while lying in bed; Jazlyn: you know it is not right we should not be sleeping in the same room be are brother and sister Jack: You can leave whenever you want (thinking I had won the room) Jazlyn: Not a chance this is my room Jack: okay suite yourself We turned off the light and went to bed, the same situations continued for about a month neither of us giving in to the other. One day when I was coming home from work late at night around 12 midnight. I open the door and walk to the room to find Jazlyn crying in the bed with tears running down her face and wet spots on covers where it was clear she had been crying. I quickly rush to her side and asked; Jack: Jaz what’s wrong? Jazlyn: Nothing was just thinking about mom and dad Jack: it’s okay please don’t cry Jazlyn: I can’t! I can’t just not cry I miss them so much it’s not fair Jack: I know but we can’t get sad To be honest until this point I had not given much thought to the weight of this situation. I have always had such a positive outlook on life and I tried to ignore this whole thing as much as possible so it would not get me down. Now seeing my seeing my sister tear up in front of me broke my heart and made me realize our situation. I still wanted to be strong for her. I said; Jack: Cheer up mom and dad would not want to see us like that. They always taught us to be positive. Jazlyn: this is the real world Jack bad things happen stop looking at it like that (she said in a angry yet sad tone) I sat on the bed next to her Jack: You remember that park mom and dad used to take us as kids, The one that had so many oak trees it seemed like a forest. Jazlyn: Yeah what about it Jack: We used to run and play on those giant play structures and act like we were on spaceships. We would pretend it was just you and I alone in space and we always had our backs trying to survive, oh that place was also the first time you tried to convince me I was adopted ( I said joking) Jazlyn chuckled Jazlyn: Yes, sorry about that by the way I was just a dumb kid (she smiled at me) Jack: I know it’s fine but back in those day we were close always looking out for each other just like now. Mom and dad might be gone, but they raised us well and to always watch out and love your family. Well Jaz you’re my family now and I will always be here for you. Jazlyn: I know Jack, and I will always be here for you too. Jack: I know you will (smiling at her I leaned in to hug her) Jazlyn: I love you Jack Jack: I love you too Jaz For the rest of the night we spent in bed next to each other looking at the ceiling listening to music and remembering the good old days. Laughing and catching up since we had not in a very long time it was the first time both of us felt happy again. Before we knew it was 6 am and the sun started to peak out. Jazlyn: HOLY SHIT! Jack we stayed up all night I didn’t get any sleep Jack: oh I guess we did (I said in a calm matter) Jazlyn: I’m not going to get any sleep now I need to start getting ready for work She climbed out of bed and rushed to the bathroom I could hear her begin to shower and do all those things women do… which apparently take two to three hours to complete. I on the other end got up and poured myself a bowl a cereal and sat in the dinner table while I watched some YouTube videos. Then I went to lie on the couch and began to drift away. I was awoken however by my sister after she came out of her room dressed and stunning always looking professional for work. As she walked to the door to leave Jazlyn: Hey Jack, I really appreciate our talk and it was fun spending more time with you we should do it more often. Jack: sure Jaz anytime I’m always here for you we are brother and sister we have each other back She smiled at me as she open the door to step out Jazlyn: Have fun at school (she said as she closed the door) I thought myself oh yeah school I need to do that shit. I quickly got ready in 20 minutes and relaxed on the couch until it was time for me to leave. At school things went on without much difference after mom and dad left, things just didn’t feel right and I had no more parents to impress. Like I said I have an eidetic memory which always made getting A’s easy. To be honest high school over all is extremely easy and unless your actually have a real learning disability or are simply not trying you will pass doing the bare minimum. I went through my classes putting on a show of my old self. A confident smart student who liked to joke around a LOT but still got the work done. Sometimes I liked to hide the fact I was far above the level of my other classmates. I would love to mock those kids who felt the need to let everyone in the class know just how smart they are. Usually those same kids are just regurgitating information they heard a day ago trying to sound smart. Those are the least intellectual people you will ever meet for the simple reason that they have no opinion of their own. They are just mindless drones following what the last person with authority that told them was right. School eventually came to an end so I grabbed my stuff and headed to work, kitchen duty was always hell even more when you had a dinner rush it always felt like it was never going to end. It always did though, I finished washing the dishes packed up waived goodbye to my shift manager. She told me thanks and to get home safe. This night I was actually pretty excited to get home and see my sister. Something to consider is that I had never seen my sister in a sexual matter and at this point in our story I still had not. I just liked spending time with her being close and happy, I liked the feeling of family again. After a 30 minute commute I was finally home. I walked to open the rooms door, I saw Jazlyn in bed on her phone with the lights on the left side of the bed not the middle like she used to. It almost felt like subconsciously she was telling me to lay with her so I took my pants off, because I sleep in my boxers. Jazlyn: I was waiting for you did you eat already? Jack: Yeah I got something at the dinner before I left Jazlyn: How was school? Jack: boring (I said as I climbed in bed with her she had no hesitation and said nothing) We kept talking and laughing about anything and everything you could until about 2am. She stopped the conversation. Jazlyn: Look Jack I need to get some actual sleep tonight, I love talking to you but good night (she said as she shut off the light) Jack: Good Night Jazlyn The next morning Jazlyn was gone before I woke up. It was 7:30am and my day like many others continued, but today I got a text from Jazlyn which read; “hey I’m going to spend the night at Alex’s place“. Alex being her year and a half boyfriend at the time. Something happen on this day I don’t know what but for some reason it bothered me. I replied with an “alright” but deep down it bothered me knowing even if I tried to tell myself I did not. She quickly texted back; “hey you get the big bed all to yourself now :) “. At the time I did not know, but I didn’t want it to be alone I wanted her to be in it with me. It was not the first time she spend the night at her boyfriend’s but it was the first time since we started to connect more. I pushed it to the back of my head and got excited that it was Friday and was looking for some time off. That time off was not as good as I thought since it was just me spending a weekend alone in a big house since Jazlyn usually did not come back until Sunday. During the next month we kept sleeping in the same bed together, but never anything else it was just sleep. Now and then we would have an occasional fight that would get to out of hand. With no parents to keep us regulated things sometimes got really heated. We were always able to make up and get over everything dumb we were fighting about. The big thing about this month was that we became a lot closer. We started to become closer as siblings we would talk every night for hours. Jazlyn and I really missed our parents and we began to use each other for emotional support and eventually that would turn into emotional affection. Without either of us knowing it we became emotionally attached to each other. They tell you not to seek the emotional relationship that you would want with your partner from a relative. This can lead to a dangerous place, but we did it without even knowing. Plus the feeling of isolation, feeling alone in the world just Jazlyn and me. It was a time bomb waiting to happen. We were playing with fire and looking back on it now our relationship was inevitable. I woke up it was it was Saturday morning and the sun was shining through the blinds. I turned to my side and I saw Jazlyn still fast asleep, I just admired her beautiful petit face and her wavy brunette hair. I put my hand on her arm touching her white skin which was warm to the touch. For the past month Jazlyn and I had been sleeping in the same bed together but just that's just sleeping, however we had become externally close whenever we would feel sad about our parents we would comfort each other and hug each other tightly in bed. We liked to rant about our days to each other and we would always listen. We’d spend a lot of time together and watching movies in the living room with a blanket on the couch, cooking together some of our mothers plates. We actually began having dinner at the table together again before we would just eat anywhere we could, but never the table. After a few minutes of just starring at her I got up from bed I was starting to see Jazlyn in another light even if I would tell myself that it was not happening and nothing was going on deep down I knew I started to manifest feeling for her. I walked to the kitchen and began to make breakfast for the both of us like the previous week. Jazlyn had stopped spending so many nights at her boyfriend's I took out the full carton of eggs and proceeded to crack 10 I was a big eater. Jazlyn had apparently woken and made her way into the kitchen. Upon seeing me she said Jazlyn: hey thanks for waking me ass (she said in a joking way) I looked back and saw her standing in the hallway leading to the bedrooms with her Nike short shorts and a plain white tee and her brunette hair all messy and tangled. Jack: You were snoring (I said joking) Jazlyn: I don't fucking snore Jack: yeah you do I can prove it to you I'll get a tape recorder and have it on when you sleep Jazlyn: don't you dare jack I smiled at her, I knew she didn't snore she slept like a goddamn angel. I knew because I would see her when I would wake up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night, but I just loved pushing her buttons and knew she wouldn't call my bluff. Jazlyn: what are you making? Jack: eggs with ham gonna make some toast too ( I said while mixing the eggs) Jazlyn: good I'll help you, I'll begin cutting the ham We proceeded to finish making breakfast I took the big pan and placed it on the table and brought two plates to serve ourselves. Jazlyn: why did you cook so damn much, oh yeah, you’re a pig I forgot ( she said followed by laughter) Jake: Dick, laugh all you want you’re just jealous I can eat so much and not get fat. Jazlyn: maybe, why does life seem unfair Jack: first off I'm well built (I said in a cocky matter as Jazlyn rolled her eyes) second I'm fucking 6,2 my body need more calories to function. Jazlyn: well that sucks, just because I'm barely over 5 feet I can't eat crap Jack: you can still eat just not as much, you could always eat more if you worked out Jazlyn: fuck that shit, too much work Like she even needed to work out she had a naturally a incredible body slim and small a flat stomach wide child barring hips and incredibly juicy ass and looked incredible when she was walking in jeans. We sat down and ate and I ate about 3 times what she did now satisfied I moved to the couch Jazlyn: hey you working today Jack: naw, why you wanna do something? Jazlyn: maybe, but I don't know Jack: wanna go out for a walk Jazlyn: walk where? Jack: the park we used to play as kids? (we had been spending a lot of time together at this park lately) Jazlyn: I don't know it's kinda hot day. Jack: come on for old times’ sake it will be fun going down memory lane ( I said while placing my hands on her shoulders) Jazlyn: fine but we're driving Jack: okay shotgun Jazlyn: what screw that I want to be the passenger Jack: to late Jazlyn: you drive me around or I'm not going Jake: fine you little cry baby Jazlyn: thanks bro (she said laughing) I thought to myself she’s damn lucky she is cute. We went and got ready for the park. I was wearing brown cargo shorts and black v neck. She came out of her room wearing a cute sundress and her hair tide up wearing it big and large on top of her head. We hoped in our car we both shared and drove the 15 minute drive to the park. I parked us in the shade so the leather seats would not burn our skin when we came back. Jack: alright let's go I want to walk through the old path we used to take with mom and dad as kids Jazlyn: alright We left the cool air condition car and stepped into the heat of the sun barring on our skin Jack: Did you put sunscreen on, your skin is far to light you will turn into a tomato Jazlyn: yesss unlike you I don't forget it Jack: I don't need it Jazlyn: tell me that when you have skin cancer We proceeding to walk the parks path reminiscing about our parents and how much fun we had we laughed and joked around with each other at the end of the park we got to the play structure we used to play at. We sat on a close park bench Jack: crazy how much time we spent hear Jazlyn: yes, playing pretend Jack: wasn't pretend it was getting us ready for well this situation Jazlyn: well yes I guess, but you were still an annoying little shit (she chuckled) Jack: oh yeah well you were a giant bitch to me (I smiled back at her) Jazlyn: so why did you play with me? (She grin back) Jack: cause you were all I had Jazlyn: really? I think its cause you loved me (she said mocking me) Jack: you wish, you were a dick to me growing up Jazlyn: sure, I know you looked up to and loved your big sis Jack: mhmm keep telling yourself that I knew she was right it was never an attraction but I always looked up to her almost put her on a pedestal. Jazlyn: I'll be right back (she said as she got up from the bench) I turned around and saw she was going to get a drink of water from the water fountain. So I decided to turn back to sit on the bench and wait for her to return. After a few moments I feel a tap on my shoulder I turn around to see her standing before me smiling with her cheeks puffed out clearly filled with water. Jack: don't you do it She spit the water all over me the preprocessed to run away laughing. I quickly rose to my feet and chased after her with the intention of getting her back for this. She began to climb on top of the play structure. I got on the play structure as well after a few minutes of her jumping off getting back on and going down slide I finally caught up to her. While running right behind her I wrapped my arms around her small core and just ripped her off the ground. Supporting the back of her body mine her feet began to dangle as I lifted her hire. Jazlyn: Jack put me down I’m wearing a dress someone might see my underwear (she said laughing and giggling) Jack: no one is around but us dork Jazlyn: still you might see my underwear I said nothing as I kept carrying her down the play structure and to the water fountain. Then placing her stomach over my shoulder I filled my mouth with water and let it run down her perfect legs. She let out a girly scream, but I knew it did not bother her. I let her go and quickly punched me in my arm with all the strength a girl who was 120lbs could have. Jazyln: Ass I just smiled at her knowing now we were even. We spent time just playing, laughing and talking. We eventually decided to call it a day and began to walk back to the car. On our walk back an older couple who had to be in their 70s passed us. Older Couple: what a lovely couple you two are adorable together Jazlyn: we are not a couple we are brother and sister (she said quickly almost as a defensive mechanism, because she knew what we were becoming and did not want to admit it) Older couple: oh our bad sweetie well both of you are very adorable anyways have a good day Jazlyn: you too (she said as she smiled) For the trip home we did not speak about what had just happen. There was an awkward silence the whole drive home. When we finally reached home we both went onto do different things and did not really talk much for the rest of the day Later that night I went and got ready for bed I went into the hallway bathroom as I usually do. I striped my clothes and hopped into the shower. I like showering before I sleep whenever I can. It makes falling asleep easier since you feel fresh. I have never been a morning shower person. After I got out I put on the black boxer and striped tank top I had brought in with me. I headed to the bedroom and walked in my sister was already in bed laying on the left side with her back against the base board while she was on her phone. I walked over to our radio and turned on the music on shuffle, and proceeded to walk to bed as I always did. I pulled back the covers on my side and laid with her. After a few minutes of us on our phone in silence she broke the awkwardness Jazlyn: funny what that old couple said to us huh? Jack: yeah I guess Another minute of silence over took us Jazlyn: Not that crazy though I could see why someone might mistake us as a couple you carrying me around and shit I quickly jumped over to the left side of the bed. Where she was wearing cute pink shorts and a purple blouse. She let out a little cute shriek as I got on top of her and position myself in between her thighs. I could feel her warmth of her body comforting mine looking at each other with a smile I moved in for her lips. Her eyes closed shut as our lips got closer, and finally after 8 long years our lips touched once again. It was one of those moments that you never knew how much you wanted it until you had it. My cock became fully erect the second our lips met luckily, because I was so much taller than her I could position my cock just beneath her crotch. This way she could not feel the 8 inch blunt object trying to escape my boxers. The feeling I got all over my body was a warm and pleasurable that might only be recreated by a child waking up on Christmas Day to a living room filled with presents. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and she gladly accepted it. It was different from when we were kids, it was better. We were now both more experienced we both had dated in the past. She was even still in a relationship as she laid there with her brother in between her legs and my tongue in her mouth. I grabbed one of her legs with my arms and raised it up and I played her thick thigh next to my body. I could feel her heat from her wet pussy beginning to heat my core. Every kiss smoother and sensual than the last. Our Saliva which contained the same DNA mixed in our mouths. I wanted and needed more I began to position my hand on her shorts. I sipped my hand under her shorts with the intention of touching her warm pussy, but before I could the kissing seized. Jazlyn: Jack, don’t Jack: why not, come on please Jazlyn: No. we’re siblings, not now Jack: Okay (I said sad, but not wanting to pusher to do anything she didn’t) We continued to make out for the next hour or so then we both stopped and started talking about life; what we will do in the future, moving to a new city and just enjoying each other’s company. It was no longer awkward it was comfort, it was love without us knowing it. We kept making out almost every night for about 2 weeks. We both became more confident and open with each other nothing felt weird with Jazlyn anymore. It was like I could do anything with her and it was perfectly fine. Our make out sessions continued almost on a daily basis for the next few weeks our passion getting stronger. My sister “needs” were building up inside of her and I could tell. It all lead up to the day everything changed and we became one for the first time. It was a Friday Night I was coming home late from the dinner it was almost midnight. When I walked in I headed to the room to tell Jazlyn I had arrived. When I came in the room she was just in bed brushing her hair. Jack: Hey Jaz I’m back Jazlyn: Oh cool how work was Jack Alright, Hey I’m going to go take a shower I’ll be back Jazlyn: Okay I’ll be waiting for you (she smiled at me which made my heart melt) In the shower I instantly had a hard on just thinking about Jazlyn; her soft warm skin pressed up against mine, her scent. Just being near her was intoxicating. I didn’t jerk off cause I wanted to be excited for our make out session we were going to have. After I dried off and change I went to meet Jazlyn In bed. She was now on her phone browsing through Instagram. The music was already playing so I did not bother turning it on. I quickly jumped in the bed she had already begun to warm up. As soon as I was in the bed I moved to begin kissing her cheek. Jazlyn: So I’m guessing you are not tired from work huh Jack: Never too tired for you (I said while I kept kissing her cheek) Jazlyn: Jack slow do- (she began to say, But I cut her off because I began to French kiss her) I quickly got in between her legs and started to grip her hair and face. I would take deep breath now and then because I loved the smell she carried with her. I could not take this anymore I felt like I was going to explode. I moved my hand which was caressing her face down her beautiful white soft skin to her short shorts. From the front I peeled back the waistband just a little bit. Jazlyn: Jack you know we cannot take this that far(she said after breaking our kissing apart) Jack: Please Jaz I can’t take the tension anymore you just look so beautiful lying there (I said while looking her dead in the eyes) She grabbed my shoulder Jazlyn: Don’t think I don’t want to, but jack what will happen if others find out Jack: Fuck everyone else it’s our life and one day we are all going to die so we have to do what makes us happy, And I know loving you makes me happy (I Proceeded to kiss her neck and then to her lips) The song Young and Beautiful by Lena Del Rey began to play in our speaker in the background and to this day it continues to be “our song” I began to tug at her waist band again, but this time she did not protest. I pulled her waistband even lower and she thrusted her hips slightly up so I could remove her shorts. Me without hesitation stopped our kiss and ripped those shorts off and slid then down her legs and of her toes. She smiled at me and I smiled back at her after I saw she was not wearing any panties. I was now on my knee upright on the bed so I could take off my shirt leaving me on my boxers. She then began to take of her top leaving her completely nude. It was like I was staring at the Garden of Eden “Pure Perfection”. Her out black hair scatter all over the pillow, Then going down to her perfect C-cup breast laying their on her chest. Her core had an hour glass figure connecting her small tiny core to wide child baring hips. Her thighs where nice and full but not fat by any means. Finally her wet pussy hairless and soft and as white as the rest of her body. With perfect pussy lips that met in the middle. It was like her pussy was calling my name, and inviting me in. Jazlyn: Jack? Are you okay you just gonna stare at me? (she said with a smirk) Jack: I was just appreciating what I had in front of me (I said after I was snapped out of the trance) I began to slip my tight black boxers off. My dick was fully erect long ago it felt like it was going to explode with blood. Jazlyn: shit jack your bulge always looked big but your dick is massive (she said while looking at my fully erect 8 inch long and 5.8 inch in girth dick) On my knees I moved closer to her body, then with my hands I grabbed the back of her knees and bent her legs closer to her as I moved up her body. I was now in between her legs my throbbing dick mere inches from her pussy opening by shaft resting on the top part of her crotch area. Her scent filled my senses once again as I kissed her. Jack: Jaz you sure? Jazlyn: Yes I am (she said while placing her hand on my cheek) I slightly moved back to position the head of my dick at the entrance of her pussy. I could already feel her wetness with the tip of my dick. Jack: I love you Jaz Jazlyn: I love you too Jack With Young and beautiful still playing in the background I slowly thrusted my dick inside of my own sister. As my head just slipped in I could already feel how tight she was. As pushed more of me inside of her she let out a soft moan and she closed her eyes. She had the wettest pussy I ever felt. Yet I had to slip in slowly because of how tight she felt on my dick. I felt like I was experiencing a drug as the head of my dick slid up and grind next to her wet, warm and tight, pussy walls. As I began to push more in at about 5 ½ inches deep Jazlyn began to let our stronger moans. She looked so majestic with her eyes closed and he arms slightly over her head. Giving me a perfect visual of her breast spread across her chest. She was making facial expression of pure pleasure. When I was about 6 ½ inches in I stopped, because Jazlyn softly pressed her hand on to my stomach slightly pushing me back. At this point her pussy felt even tighter and I did not wish to hurt Jazlyn, but to make love with her. I put my body on top of Jazlyn’s our chest’s pressing against each other. Now that we were together I slowly began to thrust my dick in and out of her. Her moans got louder and more frequently so I picked up the pace, so I could see and feel her body react to my dick. I began to kiss and nibble on her neck. When I did this she placed her hand on my ass, and the other one on my back. Feeling her body clinging to be drove me over the edge. I speed up my thrusting like crazy and Jazlyn went into full blown ecstasy she began to let our moans and screams. Jazlyn: Ohh! Jackhhh Please faster (she said with her eyes close and a look of absolute pleasure on her face then went back to moaning to the point I thought neighbors might hear) Hearing her scream my name I began to feel her already tight pussy begin to clinch on my dick. With force so strong that I thought she her pussy might force me out of her. I felt the pressure on my balls and I could not hold out anymore. I stopped thinking and gave into instinct I force all of my 8+ inches inside of her pussy. I tore its way through her pussy. As soon as I pushed deeper in she quickly put both her arms on my back and dug her nails into my back muscles. Jazlyn: AHHHHHHH!!! (She let out a giant gasp which turn into a moan as I felt the head of my dick strongly press up against her cervix leaving no more room for anything) I pushed in until I could no longer go deeper our pelvic bones were literally pressed up against each other’s. My now throbbing cock kept gushing load after load of cum deep inside my sister’s pussy. I have put my seed deep inside of my sibling my own flesh and blood. The thought of what we had just done turn me on even more. While still deep inside of her with my now semi erect cock I rested my body on Jazlyn’s. I place my now sweaty head on her boobs. My heart was pounding so hard we could hear it in the room. I could hear her heart with my head pressed up on her chest. Our hearts were in perfect sync we had become one. Jack: I love you so fucking much Jazlyn Jazlyn: I love you Jack I pushed my body up off of her and slid my dick out her and all my cum came oozing out of her. I had never shot so much cum in my life. As I looked at Jazlyn’s perfect cute pussy with the cream pie I had given her. I was not thinking about the consequences or that we did something “wrong” all I knew is I wanted more and I was not going to stop. Jazlyn: Damn Jack I didn’t know guys could jizz so much (she stuck a few finger inside of her pussy to try and get the rest out) Jazlyn: can you go get me a towel? (She said as she removed her fingers from her pussy and proceeded to lick her finger full with our juices) I got up from the bed and retrieved a towel form the bathroom for Jazlyn. I return to the room and got in front of her pussy and wiped it clean for her. Jazlyn: Okay jack well I need to shower after that (she said and she got up from the bed) I got up from the bed too and went after her. I wrapped my arms around her waist and lifted her of her feet and back to the bed. Jazlyn: What are you doing jack (she said giggling) Jack: what’s the point of showering if I’m gonna do it again? (I said while tossing her light body on the bed) Before she could even say another word I kissed her, and cupped her breast in my hands. During the course of the weekend we had to of fucked at least 10 times a day. We order in all our food and barley left the house. When we did leave it was to go buy lube because her pussy began to get irritated with all the fucking we were doing. We snuggle and did not want to leave each other’s bodies. Note: But this is not how the story ends this was just the beginning things actually got worse before they got better. Now it has been over 3 years and continue our relationship in secrecy. If you liked the story please let me know. If enough people like it I will continue to write about our relationships. So be sure to interact with me

************************************************ Back at Mr. Anderson’s House After rendezvous with my boxing trainer (Jim Broadbent an African-American), I returned home to Mr. Anderson’s house. I was sitting in the kitchen, relaxing and sipping a glass of Coke. I was wearing my evening clothes, a pink tank top t-shirt and girlie boxer-briefs. My head was miles away, I was still thinking of Jimmy’s cock. Mr. Anderson came home about 8:00pm, and walked into the kitchen. He greeted me with a kiss on the forehead. “How was gym,” He asked, inquisitively. “Oh, good and the training was also,” I said. “What you mean,” He probed. I leaned over and kissed him, and gripped his cock throw his trousers. He smiled, and I released my hold of his trousers. We then passionately kissed. He caressed my thighs while I began to undo his tie. All the while our tongues intermingled, as we kissed. I rubbed my hands under his shirt, and looked him in the eyes, with lust. He played with my hair then kissed my neck. I wrestled with his belt and tried to eagerly get my hands, on his cock inside. His pants fell to the ground with ease, as I know rubbed his bulge through his boxers. Mr. Anderson bit into my neck and sucked on my skin, so hard, that I was left with three hickey marks. I wriggled and sighed, and loved it. Rolling his boxers down his hips, I finally got to play with his cock. I looked into his eyes as I slowly stroke, and licked my top teeth then lips; in a seductive manner. Then I dropped to my knees and quickly, put it my mouth and started to suck on his growing cock. “Mmmh,” I mumbled. So for the next two minutes, I stroked, sucked, licked his cock while he caressed my hair. I gobbled down his cock like an icy pole on a hot summer’s day. My tongue would lick on he's shaft, of my saliva and his pre-cum. It was just like licking the liquid that melted off an icy pole stick. Then I would suck on his cock’s head, mumbling moans. But what I really wanted was his cock inside my deprived pussy. It was driving me crazy, that I only got to play with cocks today and not to be fucked by one. The only attention my pussy got was while I was in the shower, and my wondering fingers worked their magic. This didn’t fully distract me from the job at hand, and that was Mr. Anderson’s cock in my mouth. That was until he stopped me, just so he could finish removing his pants and boxers, and take off his shirt. My VP as I called Mr. Anderson, motioned me to a kitchen stool, but before I sat down he wriggled my knickers off me. I then sat on the stool and leaned back onto the kitchen bench, with my elbows resting and supporting my body. He glanced at me and smirked. I looked at him, still licking his cock’s scent from my lips, with intrigue. I was puzzled. What was on his dirty mind that made him smirk? I didn’t care what it was; I was horny, curious and apprehensive. My body felt tingly with anticipation, of what his next move was. There I was leaning back on a stool, with my back against the kitchen bench and with my elbows supporting me. I looked up at My VP moving my legs around and swiveling on the stool. My legs would spread apart slightly and the close up a little. As I licked the top of my lip, I could still taste his cock juices. My VP spread my legs slightly apart and smirked at me. He then did something that he had never done before. He lowered himself down and ran his tongue up the slit of my pussy and kissed my belly button. I sighed at first. It also sent tingles through my body. I smiled suggestively at him. He then spread my pussy lips apart and started to lick my clit and pussy. I instantly twitched and threw my head back, it felt awesome. If I wasn’t already leaning on the kitchen bench, I think I may have fallen of the stool with the sudden pleasure I was feeling. “Oh fuck, oh!” I sighed out. He looked at my reaction and continued. I was squirming about and rubbing my breasts, as my eyes flickered in pleasure. When his tongue went inside my entrance, it drove me crazy. “Oh yeah, oh yeah,” I moaned. I had never felt like this before, I was delirious. I could sense he was smirking. I let out a tiny giggle, in between moans. I was rubbing my breasts, moaning out and wriggling on the stool. Then it hit me like a shot of lightning. I just had my first orgasm of the day and I almost fell of the stool. My body quaked, and I felt tingly all over. My VP didn’t stop. When he inserted a finger in my quaking pussy, it sent an emotion through me which is hard to describe. It made me shake my head violently, as if was head-banging at a rock concert. He began to finger fuck me, as well as licking my wet pussy. I moaned as the orgasm started to leave me. My hips gyrated with each insertion as I licked my lips. I must have looked like a nasty ho. He then stopped. I felt ripped off and started to slowly rub myself, with him watching me. I didn’t stop until I reach another orgasm. He stared at me like I was a dirty ho. “What?” I said. He just smirked and giggled, and then leaned over and kissed me. My VP finished taking the remaining clothes I had on and hugged me. “I love the animal inside you Jess,” He said and kissed me once more. I felt proud. He turned me around slowly and he had me brace the kitchen bench. I then placed a knee on a stool; which caused me to spread my legs apart. He rubbed his cock around the entrance of my wet pussy. I muffled a moan. My VP caressed my hair, and slowly glided his cock inside my wet and wanting pussy. I moaned, as he did so. “You love that don’t you, my Jessy,” He said, suggestively. “Uh hum,” I replied. Oh god it felt so good, once he began to slide in and out slowly. I let out a small sigh of pleasure, followed by moans. As he slowly built up his speed of fucking me, I would thrust back into him ever so slightly. Until, we were like a machine of flesh and muscle. I was more into this action, then worrying about gripping the bench or stool properly and almost lost balance. He was driving me crazy; he reached around my waist and caressed my pussy, while fucking me from behind. I was totally lost in the moment. I was moaning uncontrollably, as I was reaching another orgasm. My pleasure seemed to encourage him. “Uh, uh, uh, mmmh, mmmh, uh, uh, god, uh,” I was mumbling. “Uh, ooh, uh, ooh, fuck, ooh, OOH, FUCK, YES, OH FUCK, FUCK,” I screamed out, as I had another orgasm. He laughed and kept fucking me. I was so slippery and wet that his cock slipped out, a few time and my juices escaped. With my crossed my arms in front of me; I rested my head into them on the bench. I almost lost where I was, as wave after wave of ecstatic emotion devoured my soul. He lowered me down to the floor and let me taste his cock, once more. It was coated with my slippery juice. After about a minute he stopped me, and jerked his cock near my face and he sprayed cum on my face and tits. Then he allowed me to suck him clean once more. My VP put on robe and then kissed me, and went to the lounge room and sat down on the sofa. He turned on the TV and relaxed. I in the mean time went and put on, a pink tank top and my flower patterned girlie boxer. I brushed my teeth and then rested on top our bed. Falling asleep briefly, before deciding it was time for bed. I had removed my top and was sound asleep under the covers. Some Time Past... An hour or so later, My VP came into our bedroom. I was barely conscious and drifting from semi-sleep and deep-sleep. I woke when he accidently kicked a set of draws and a picture fell to the ground and smashed. “Oops, sorry,” He whispered. I rubbed my eyes, trying to wake. “What time is it,” I said, in a sleepy state. “Almost midnight,” He said. He then began to take his robe off, and was about to climb into bed with me. I rolled over towards him, and put my hand on his chest and stopped him. I smirked at him, and stared at his cock. “Oh again,” He asked, almost a question. “Uh hum,” I said, in a sexual suggestive manner. I had my head tilted backwards and closed my eyes; smiling, as I was rubbing my pussy through my knickers. Sensing he was watching me, I let out a giggle. I heard his robe drop to the carpet. When I looked up, VP’s cock was near my head. I gleefully looked at it, then into his eyes and I had a broad smile of excitement on my face. I immediately reached for it and tasted his cock’s head in my mouth. I slid down the side of our bed and positioned myself on the carpet between his legs to get a better angel. He leant forward and I place his cock near my mouth. At first I licked his cock’s head before, letting it slide inside my wanting mouth. Here I was sitting on the floor, between his legs and stroking his manhood. While, I slowly licked the tip of his cock’s eye and then swallowed and sucked on, the top of his cock; I let out mumbled moans. “Mmmh, mmmh,” Was the sound I made. VP said nothing and let me enjoy his cock in my mouth. My hand worked on his shaft, while my mouth did the rest. A few short minutes had past, when VP stopped me. He raised my up on top of our bed and lay me down on my back. He positioned my legs apart and kissed my thighs. I watched him with passion in my eyes. He noticed my attention and began to massage my inner thigh muscles. I liked the new VP. Before he would just want to fuck me, now there was foreplay. I rubbed my bare breasts, as he squeezed and manipulated my pussy mound. I thought he was in two minds. One was that, he wanted to rip my underwear off and go for it. The other was to move my knickers around, so he could access my wet pussy. Instead he reached even more forward and grabbed and squeezed my small titties. This made me small as well. I really had no idea what he was planning, but I didn’t care. I was horny and enjoying the attention. It was then he decided to slide my knickers off me and kiss my thighs and bit into my ass cheeks. Now my knickers were gone and my legs were in the air, VP paid attention to my pussy. Opening and closing their lips, with his thumb. I smiled with anticipation. He licked and tongued my pussy, making me squirm. I licked my lips as this was starting to drive me wild. I grabbed hold of each of my legs and spread my legs wider apart. He was now, licking me with two fingers inside me. “Mmmh,” I sighed. Now I was open to any suggestion he wanted. First suggestion was to fuck me and that’s what he did. “Ooh uh, ooh uh, mmmh,” I moaned, as he slowly fucked me. My legs just waved in the air as I was slowly fucked on my back, by him. My eyes were shut, with pleasure. I was still thinking of Jimmy cock, and pretending that VP was him. I so can’t wait to go see Jimmy again, at the gym. One taste of his big black cock had me, thinking non-stop about it. He must have sensed I was somewhere else and pulled out. I was still moaning, when he slapped my entrance with his cock and rubbed my slick wet juices out his primed cock. “Ooh yes, mmmh, ooh,” I moaned. “Ok Jess, my anal princess, it’s time,” He said. He rolled me further into a ball and slid two fingers into my pussy then slid them in my asshole. All the while, he was licking my wet pussy. I rubbed my breasts as I felt tingly. At first I grit my teeth as it stretched my ass wide, but I loved it. When he slid his cock inside my ass, I moaned and giggled. “Ooh, ooh, ooh, mmmh, ooh, ooh, mmmh,” I sighed. As he slid his cock, in and out of my ass. “Oh Jess, your ass is so sweet, ooh fuck yeah,” He said. The more he fucked me, the faster his thrusts became. He gripped my thighs and pounded into me. I could stop moaning and started playing with my pussy. “For, for, fuck,” I screamed, as I had an orgasm. I lay there in an orgasmic ecstasy, take Mr. Anderson in my ass, somewhat giggling. I smiled soon even more, when I felt his cock twitch and spew, deep inside my asshole. I lay there giggling, as he grunted and moaned. When he pulled out, I instantly moved and sucked his cock of my ass and what was left of his cum. “Mmmh, mmmh, mmmh,” I said, with cock inside my mouth. We then embraced and hugged, then kissed passionately. I couldn’t help it, but I farted. When I did, I squirted out cum and some shit. It killed the moment. I giggled with embarrassment and went to the toilet. After which, I ran and took a nice warm shower. When I had finished and climbed back into bed. Mr. Anderson was already snoring. I clung onto him and slowly drifted off to sleep.[/b] >>>More in JESINTA 7[/i]

= = = = = = = = = = Chapter 5 Show and Tell = = = = = = == = = = = = I was on my back, my legs spread in invitation, wearing only a faint sheen of sweat, waiting for Susan’s mouth. My husband’s thigh was beside my head, his freshly discharged cock draped over his leg. His big dick was soft now but still turgid, elongated, and glistening with saliva where Susan and I had licked him clean—I could still taste his semen. We’d made Bobby cum harder than he ever had before. And we were just getting started. Today was Bobby’s birthday—all day long. But Bobby’s cock would need a little while to recover. In the meantime… I had gotten SO hot from watching Bobby tit-fucking Susan (at my orders!) and cumming in my mouth, and then from sharing his cum with her. But I still hadn’t cum yet—or even been properly fucked—and I was in urgent need of release. Then Susan’s hands were on my thighs, pressing them apart to make room for her face. I felt her warm breath on my labia. She kissed my cunt lips the way you would kiss a lover on the mouth, pressing her lips to mine, moving, sucking, nipping, slipping her tongue inside. “God, you taste good,” she sighed, licking at the opening of my vulva like a cat lapping up cream. “She’s right, you know. You do taste good,” agreed Bobby, wrapping his arm over my shoulder, resting it softly on my breast, and taking my nipple between his finger and thumb. When he squeezed, it was like a direct line to my crotch. I writhed. I could feel myself getting wetter. “Mmmm…” murmured Susan, sliding her tongue all the way into my slippery tunnel and running it around my pussy walls. Bobby gently pulled and rolled my nipple while Susan licked out my cunt. I shivered. Susan fastened her lips to my labia and began to slide her mouth upward, sucking my engorged pussy lips the whole way up. Her mouth sought my clitoris, and found it. Her tongue circled around it, teasingly, making me hotter still. Two of her fingers pushed into my love hole where her tongue had just been, moving round and round—reaming the entrance to my pussy. Bobby continued to play with my now-hard nipple, carrying me to that border between pleasure and pain, the way a good ass-fucking does. Then Susan was sucking on my clit. I could feel it swelling, growing in response to her steady suction. She momentarily withdrew both her fingers from my twat, then reinserted just her index finger. It felt heavenly. Then her middle finger, now slippery with juice from my pussy, found my rectum, parted it, penetrated, and slid all the way up my asshole. I gasped. She plunged her scissored fingers into my cunt and asshole simultaneously, rocking and moving them in circles, plunging all the way in and halfway out. “Oh, god! Yes!” I cried out. “Finger-fuck my pussy! Finger-fuck my ass! Pull on my nipp-aaah!!” Susan began to lick my clit while she sucked on it. I shuddered as the sensations mounted, riding them closer and closer to climax. “Fuck, YESSS!” I screamed. “Suck me!” Susan pulled her fingers out of me, squeezed her petite little hand as tight and small as she could, and slowly, firmly, pushed her hand into my pussy, up to her slim wrist. I was still screaming, but couldn’t form words. Someone was pulling hard on both my nipples now. A tongue was pounding my clit like a silk jackhammer. I was being pulled apart. I was on the edge, about to cum massively. Then Susan opened her hand inside me. Oh my god. It blossomed, filling me in unimaginable ways. It was as if the biggest cock I could possibly fuck suddenly doubled in size at the back of my cunt. She gently squeezed my uterus, milking it. I was beyond cumming. I was floating above my body, hearing myself wail. She pulled her hand back, her fist trapped against the opening to my cunt. I felt myself flying back into my body, screaming “God, Susan, fuck me, FUCK ME!” It was like every orgasm in my life combined into one endless spasm. I saw white. I was laughing and crying and coming, all at once. Susan’s hand pulled out of my cunt in a gush of vaginal fluid. My whole body bucked, and for a moment I was in Nirvana, still laughing and crying and cumming, totally out of control, but I was somewhere else, drifting in a place of pure, infinite bliss. My entire body, my whole being, clenched tight, oh, so tight—then relaxed, completely. And then her face, her body, was beside mine, holding me, laughing and crying with me and kissing my face. Bobby looked down at me in wonder, in adoration, as if I had just done the most amazing thing. As lovers do, they had shared in my orgasm. “Oh my god,” I said weakly. “That was…” words failed me. Susan’s open, beaming smile hid again behind her usual smug grin. She held out the hand that been inside me, glistening with my wetness. Her smile took on a wicked gleam, no longer the submissive fuck toy. “You need nourishment,” she purred. She held her tiny, amazing hand in front of my face. “Lick it,” she said. I took her finger into my mouth and sucked. An erotic thrill came over me as I sucked her fingers, licking my own cum off the hand that had just fisted me. She spread her fingers, took one in her own mouth, and sucked. Bobby bent down and sucked a third finger into his mouth, sharing my cum. The three of us were all licking my cum from Susan’s outstretched hand, together, fresh from my cunt. I moaned, cumming again, or maybe still, faintly, like a delayed echo. “I feel like… like the three of us… just got married or something,” I said dazedly. “Something sure happened,” Bobby agreed. “Something really good,” Susan decreed. “Candi’s orgasms are… special. But let’s not spoil it with words.” She looked deep in my eyes. “Fuck me,” she said simply. “Fuck me now.” She turned about, feet to my face, and swung her wide hips and lovely leg over me, on her hands and knees now, straddling my face. She lowered her pussy onto my waiting mouth. “Eat my cunt,” she ordered. “Suck me. Make me cum, girlfriend.” I raised my head, lifting my face into her waiting cunt, and Bobby slipped a pillow under it, so I could comfortably bury my face in my girlfriend’s vagina. I felt a warm glow of gratitude. My husband keeps finding new ways to show how much he loves me. Then I went to work, eating Susan’s pussy in earnest. I was going to make that girl cum so hard on my face. It was her turn now. Her pussy lips were rosy, swollen, and satin soft. Her cunt was warm and wet and fragrant with her musk. Her secretions were winey and tart. She was delicious. She sighed as I licked her lips and walls. Susan’s clit was engorged and slippery, sensitive to the least touch. It hung down like a small, hot, pistol trigger. I latched my mouth onto it, like a hungry calf sucking on a teat. She moaned. I sucked harder. I licked her clit from below, my tongue running down her hood, rubbing it against her shaft, then pulling it over her clit-head as I reached her top. On the return stroke, the soft underside of my tongue slid up the face of her clit, ending with the tip of my tongue flicking suddenly over the sensitive face of her clit-head, pulling her trigger, again and again. She grunted with jolts of erotic pleasure, rocking her hips against my face, fucking my mouth while the pleasure steadily built. We held a rhythm, my lips tight around the base of her clit, my tongue stroking the shaft and flicking the tip, over and over, my face enfolded in her fragrant twat, both of us enjoying this face-fuck too much to hurry. Bobby ran his hands over her back, caressing her curves, enjoying the sight, sounds, and smell of his wife rutting with a gorgeous porn star. As her heat grew, she buried her face in my own sodden pussy, not so much trying to stimulate me as just sucking on my cunt for comfort while I drove her headlong toward orgasm. When her head lowered into my twat, her magnificent heart-shaped ass swung up invitingly. Bobby spread her sweet, round ass cheeks, exposing her puckered brown anal entrance. He traced the circle with his tongue, then pushed that long, thick tongue into Susan’s ass. He flexed his tongue inside her asshole, making her moan into my cunt, then withdrew and swirled it in circles, around and around the sensitive rim of her anus, while I licked and sucked her clit, my nose buried deep in her dripping love tunnel. Then I licked her faster, feasting on her, letting her gasps guide me to focus on her most sensitive places, the point of her maximum pleasure. Bobby reached around to cup her stupendous tits in his big hands, rubbing and squeezing her hard brown nipples. “Harder!” she moaned. “Faster, Candi! Yes, yes, yes, suck my clit, tongue my ass, squeeze my tits! Oh! Yes!!!! Make. Me. Cummmm, mmmm. mm. Ah!” She shuddered and bucked, and I felt the electric thrill of her climax as she came on the tip of my tongue. I gently continued to suck her clit, slowly circling my tongue around and around it, until the last shudders of her orgasm passed. The three of us rested there, thoroughly wrung out, wrapped around each other, Susan and I in sixty-nine, faces in cunts, with Bobby draped over us, his hands wrapped around those fabulous tits of hers, his balls resting against my chin, his long, soft cock at rest in the cleft of Susan’s ass. I floated in a happy daze. I may have dozed. After a time, I gradually became aware of renewed movement. Susan began to swing her hips again, sliding her pussy on my face, and gently licking my vulva. As she rocked from side to side, the cleft of her ass moved back and forth, rubbing against the underside of Bobby’s cock. He began to gently hump the crack of her beautiful smooth ass, enjoying the sensation, his big cock beginning to swell. I pulled the pillow out from under my head so I could bend back and lick Bobby’s balls. Susan felt his growing girth and began to slide her ass cheeks up and down on his hardening dick. I sucked his ball sack into my mouth. “Mmm, hmm,” I hummed, saying yes to Bobby’s erection. I felt a tingle from my tongue to my twat. Bobby was getting hard again. I already had a mouthful of his cum inside me—he was going to stay hard for a long, long time. The three of us were in for some real fucking, now. = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 6 Bobby’s Turn to Fly = = = = = = = = = == It was kind of amazing, that we were all so comfortable together: Susan, on her hands and knees, gently licking my pussy, her sweet round ass and moist cunt suspended over my face; Bobby, starting to slide that long cock up and down the cleft of her ass, his sweet rod growing thicker and harder; me, on my back under Susan—her big tits pressed against my belly—with Bobby’s ball sack in my mouth. I hummed in contentment. Susan and I had just cum, thoroughly, and we were ready to be fucked, repeatedly and at length, in all of our holes. More than ready: yearning. Bobby was just getting hard again—after cumming in my mouth and all over Susan’s marvelous tits, he would be in no hurry to cum again soon. Oh, he would cum again—on us, in us, or both—but not until he had fucked the two of us upside down and sideways. My mouth creased in a happy smile around my husband’s balls—I love it when a plan comes together. Bobby’s cock was erect and standing proud now, lifting up out of Susan’s ass cleft as he rubbed himself against her. Susan flexed her hips upward and leaned forward: an invitation. Bobby’s cock was like a heat-seeking missile, its round tip drawn toward the entrance of Susan’s hot, hungry cunt. I had a close-up view of the beautiful moment when he penetrated her for the first time. I watched as his sensitive cockhead pushed her dark pink lips aside, and nosed into her warm, slippery canal. I saw the underside of his long, rigid shaft slide into her pussy with a slow corkscrewing motion, disappearing, inch by inch, inside her. I saw the runnels of her sweet wetness being squeezed out by his thick member, to run down his shaft, onto his balls and into my hungry mouth. I sucked my girlfriend’s pussy secretions from my husband’s balls, swallowed, and watched him fuck her, as pleased and excited as I can remember. It was so beautiful and so nasty, so tender and so carnal. It was so fucking hot. Then she sucked my clit into her mouth again. Oh my god. There was an electric current, a hot connection, a closed circuit of sexual pleasure running through the three of us, from my husband’s balls and cock up through Susan’s cunt and mouth to my clit and mouth, round and round. I had never had my clit sucked while holding a man’s tender testicles in my mouth before. Bobby had certainly never fucked a porn star from behind while having his balls sucked. And Susan, well, Susan was magic. She had been fucked doggy style with her face buried in another woman’s cunt a dozen times, some on film. But it was her first time with us, and we were making it new again for her. Like an experienced traveller introducing a new lover to a favorite place, she exuded confidence, sure of her ground, and her joy in sharing it with a new couple. She was fucking both of us at once. Both of us were fucking her. It was so. Fucking. Hot. I let his balls slip from my mouth as he began to thrust into her vigorously, taking deep strokes. I gazed, mesmerized, at his long, beautiful cock, plunging full length in and out of her luscious cunt, inches away. I arched in pleasure as Susan responded to each thrust by flicking my clit with her tongue. Then my husband’s engorged cock emerged completely from her slit, glistening, and lowered as he dangled the head enticingly by my lips. I opened wide, tilting my head back, and he thrust his big dick into my mouth, filling it. He paused to savor the feel of my tongue on his cock head, then pushed it halfway down my throat, lingering to enjoy the sensation of my throat convulsing around his dick. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and slid it into Susan’s cunt, plunged it into her again, then thrust it back into my mouth and throat. Bobby was in heaven, fucking this gorgeous woman, shoving his dick into her hot, wet pussy with his balls slapping her firm, round ass, alternating with his adoring wife’s open mouth and welcoming throat. He moaned in pleasure, and fucked us both, cunt and mouth, with strong, slow strokes. With every thrust into my mouth, he transferred a little nectar from Susan’s twat. I tasted their mingled flavors, the familiar tang of my husband’s cock and the exotic musk of Susan’s cunt, and realized that this was what I wanted: Susan’s cunt, Bobby’s cock, both inside of me. Mixed. In return, the saliva from my throat was keeping his cock and Susan’s cunt well lubricated, adding to their pleasure. Bobby reached down and slipped his fingers into the front of Susan’s folds to rub her clit while he fucked her. Susan returned the favor by squeezing his cock with her well-trained cunt muscles, and by going to town on my clit with her lips and tongue. “Oh god.” I was going to cum again. His cock continued to plunge alternately into my mouth and my girlfriend’s pussy, fucking my throat and reaming her dripping cunt. His fingers and cock were driving Susan toward an orgasm of her own, and her tongue began to batter my clitoris frantically. “Oomgh,” I cried, my mouth and throat full of cock, “Mm cmming!” Bobby rammed it home again, fucking my mouth while I came. Then he shifted his focus back to the sweet hole under Susan’s ass, stuffing her pussy full of cock while he brought her off with his fingers. I clamped my mouth around her as he withdrew his hand, and Susan and I were mouth-to-clit as we came together. Bobby pulled his cock out of Susan to cool down, taking a minute so that he could keep fucking us, in new and different ways. Susan and I took that minute to suck each other’s clits for pleasure and companionship, until the last spasms of our mutual orgasm subsided. I looked up from Susan’s dripping snatch at Bobby’s grinning mug. “And aren’t you proud of yourself?” I observed. “Why, yes, I am,” he replied cheerfully. “And well he should be,” Susan said. “He just brought two beautiful women to orgasm, and he’s still rock hard.” She twinkled. “Come over here, big boy. Fuck us again.” Bobby moved to our other double end, where my pussy lay invitingly open under Susan’t filthy, slutty mouth. He took Susan’s head in his hands for balance and began to fuck us again, cunt and mouth, but this time my cunt and Susan’s mouth. His cock slid into my wet, wet pussy, so deep, so tight, all the way in, then all the long way back out. I heard the squish of his cockhead slipping into Susan’s mouth, heard her hum in pleasure, then choke as he stuffed her throat with that thick, long rod. Then it was my turn again. It was so good to feel his cock move inside me, then back out, knowing he was carrying my nectar now, feeding it to Susan on the head and shaft of his cock, coming back to me coated in her saliva. He fucked my cunt and Susan’s mouth thoroughly, purely enjoying himself, pleasing the two of us just the same. Then Susan lowered her face onto my belly, just above my cunt. Bobby slid that long, beautiful dick into me again, pulled it out, and started fucking the cleft between my pussy lips, directly over my clitoris, then up over my pubic bone and into Susan’s mouth. Oh, that was nice! He kept it up steadily, his shaft and head rubbing up and down over my clit as he fucked Susan’s mouth. The sensation was incredible and I spasmed briefly in another orgasm, feeling Bobby’s cockhead slide over my clit and onto Susan’s tongue. His pace picked up as he slammed it into me, then shoved it into Susan, back and forth, the sensations starting to overwhelm him. He pulled out of both of us before he exploded, to cool down and catch his breath again. He wanted to fuck all of our holes. “Swing around here and let me kiss you on the mouth, sweetie,” Susan invited me. “I want you to taste what I’ve been eating.” I squirmed around through a brief tangle of arms and legs until I was lying in Susan’s arms, face to face, underneath her, our tits pressed together. Bobby moved around to our feet, gazing at our sweet bottoms. “Let’s give your husband a buffet,” she suggested. I lifted my legs, up high and spread wide, knees flexed, to fully expose my anus and pussy to Bobby’s attentions. Susan stepped over my legs and then lowered herself, trapping my legs with hers. Now we were locked at the thighs, with me spread-eagled on the bottom and Susan equally spread on top of me. She arched her back and laid her beautiful tits on mine, pointing her ass high in the air. It was a perfect pussy pile, Susan’s tight little asshole, then her dripping twat, just above my hot, wet, pussy, then my own puckered pink-and-brown asshole, all on display together in a stack, ripe for the taking. “Oh,” said Bobby, his eyes locked on the paired sets of holes spread in front of him, “A smorgasbord.” He knelt and sampled us from bottom to top, tasting my asshole, then my pussy, then Susan’s pussy, and finally her asshole. He stroked our smooth round asses, squeezing them in his strong hands. Our pussies were wet and ready, and Bobby took the time to lubricate our assholes with coconut oil from the bedside drawer, working it into both of our asses at once with the fingers of both hands. Then he began to fuck us both, hole by hole, starting with my pussy again. It felt so amazing to have his huge cock part my cunt lips and stretch my hot, wet pussy. He wrapped his arms around our tangle of legs for leverage, and let me have it, hilt deep, driving his shaft into me. It felt like he was splitting me lengthwise with his thick hard dick. I was so wet with my own cum and Susan’s saliva that I was a greased slide for his engorged member. He pounded me for several minutes, while Susan massaged my tits with hers, nibbled my ear, and played with my nipples. Oh, it was good. Then Bobby entered my ass. Oh, my god. He was swollen so big and so hard, it was like having my ass fucked for the first time. After a few short strokes to spread the oil deeper inside me, he began to fuck my ass in earnest, plunging balls deep into my anal canal, again and again. My asshole was at the bottom of the pussy pile, so his cock was canted upward as he entered me, sliding along the membrane between my vagina and my asshole as he thrust into me. He stayed up in my ass, fucking me deep and deeper, for a long time, then began to make longer strokes into me, pulling all the way out of my gaping hole, waiting for me to obediently clench it shut, then shoving his manhood into my newly tight little asshole again. It hurt to have my clenched sphincter violated and spread wide, over and over, but it gave Bobby the pleasure of penetrating a tight asshole each time, and I wanted to give him so much pleasure… Susan and I were making out, our tongues dancing in each others’ mouths while my husband fucked me up the ass, for a good, long time. Then it was Susan’s turn again. Bobby plunged his manhood into Susan hard and fast, fucking her pussy hard. His balls slapped against my pussy lips, like hard kisses, every time he drilled her twat. But he could only resist temptation for so long. There was one more hole he had yet to feel the inside of. Susan’s beautiful ass. Her ass was so mouth-watering, so round and perfect and succulent. Men paid just to look at that ass. And I had brought it to Bobby as a fuck toy for his birthday. And oh, how he fucked it! Susan was skilled at bearing down on a cock as it penetrated her, making her whole passage tight, not just the entrance. “I had an enema this morning,” she whispered in my ear, “just so I could squeeze his cock without holding back when your husband fucked me up the ass.” Susan knows just what to say to make me hot. Bobby grunted with pleasure as he thrust his member into that tight, tight tunnel, forcing it to yield to him, parting for him in surrender time after time. His balls smacked against her firm, springy ass cheeks again and again as he rutted inside her. “Oh, god,” she squealed in a little-schoolgirl voice. “He’s fucking my ass! He’s fucking my ass! His cock is so big! “Oh, I can’t hold it all! It’s splitting me wide open! “He’s splitting me in half!” she shrieked convincingly, “Oh! Oh! God! His cock is so hard! Oh! Oh! It’s all in my ass! He’s fucking my ass with his big hard dick!!” That almost tipped Bobby over the edge. He was sweating and shaking, fully engorged, precum oozing from his purple tip, as he pulled out of Susan’s ass. He laid on his back to catch his breath, trying to regain control. But Susan and I swarmed him, all hands, tits, and greedy mouths. We held hands around the base of his cock, squeezing it tight, while we each sucked on one of his nipples. We both fondled his balls while we kissed our way down his chest and belly, rubbing his cock with our tits. We sucked his cock together, one sucking the tip and the other the shaft, trading off. We made out on his dick, our tongues exploring each other with his cock in the middle, while we teased his balls and asshole with our fingers. When he began to leak precum again, groaning, unable to hold back any longer, Susan knelt and sucked on his balls, dipping her fingers in oil and working two of them into his ass, finger-fucking his anus furiously. I mounted him, taking a nipple in each hand and twisting them hard while I lowered myself swiftly onto his throbbing manhood. I rode him like a stallion, his stiff rod upright within me as I rocked my hips back and forth. He jerked and twisted, his seed building pressure inside him. “Cum, baby. Cum!” I begged. “Shoot your sweet load all up in me. Give me every drop in your balls!” I cried. “Fill my pussy with your semen. Make me overflow!” Susan pulled her fingers out of his ass suddenly and sucked both of his balls into her warm, wet mouth. With a bellow of lust, pleasure, and release, my husband came inside me at last, shooting and shooting as my cunt clenched tightly around him and my girlfriend’s tongue massaged his testicles tenderly, coaxing them to release every drop he had left. I felt his big prick filling me, pulsing, pulsing, shooting me full of jet after jet of his cum. Some of his spunk came squirting out of me around his swollen rod, spilling onto his pelvis is a warm puddle around my full, tight womanhood. He collapsed, completely spent, sliding out of me in a warm flood of semen, the veins in his cock pulsing with his heartbeat, his balls completely drained—as satisfied as any man can be. He watched in a rapt daze as I leaned back and let Susan crawl up to tenderly lick and suck the white cum from my vaginal lips, bringing sips of his cream from my pussy to my mouth, to share with me, tongue to tongue. When there was no more seed left inside me, she and I lay together side by side, naked and unashamed, our breasts pressed nipple to nipple, slick with sweat, while we lapped up the cum on his belly, sharing it like the pair of cum sluts we are. We licked his cock clean together, our tongues twining around his soft, sensitive penis, sucking the cum from each other’s mouths—playfully, erotically, and reverently–until the last of it was gone. The three of us fell asleep in a pile, wrapped in each others’ arms, utterly spent, completely satisfied, sublimely happy. The End.

Chapter 6 My mom froze still, bouncing tits and all. She couldn’t bring herself to words. I was as helpless as her, not knowing what to say if anything. We were powerless to resist the forbidden flood of insatiable lust that had swept us beyond lines we had never crossed. “Uhhh..wha..what’s going on? ..Mom?” My mom quickly straddled me placing her hands on each side of my cheeks. She looked at me sweetly, attempting to block the view of Aunt April. “ Shhh. ..honey. Just try and rest now, you’ve had too much to drink. We..um..we’re just helping you get out of your wet bathing suit baby. The trunks you had on were too small for your..um..your size sweetie. They were severely constricting and we we’re just making sure everything is healthy down there.” She ran her fingers through my hair with a soothing smile trying to reassure me everything was ok. “..Am..am I dreaming Mom?” I asked with a groggy moan, trying to give my mom an easy out. I did this in case it was awkward for us later, I could always just play the dream card. “Oh sweetheart..shh..just rest now. Everything will be ok, just shut your eyes. Mommy’s going to take care of her baby. You just lay back and let us help you.” I felt my Aunt slowly retract her lips from my shaft ending with a sensual kiss on my head. It bobbed it the air with each throb acting as plea for more. My mother hugged me while still straddling my torso incidentally pressing her bare breast upon my chest. As my mom hugged me, still petting my head like when I was a kid, I cocked my neck up to see what Aunt April was doing. She seductively bent forward gripping the sides of her bikini bottom bringing it to the floor, exposing her massive ass. Aunt April was facing the door with her miraculous ass in full view. The sight alone, made my cock twitch in excitement glistening with precum. My mother brushed my hair back and softly kissed my forehead then paused and smiled at me. She moved in again, this time kissing my cheek then gazed into my eyes. We lost ourselves in each other’s eyes, abandoning all our inhibitions. Her face apprehensively approached me. Our eyes closed while my heart raced as her lips pressed against mine. We held our kiss, allowing it linger on longer and longer, until I felt my mom slip her tongue through. Her tongue flickered against the tip of mine, teasing it toward hers. We passionately began to make out as I rubbed my hands down her back finding her ass. I pulled at the bikini knots she had on each side causing them to unravel. I felt Aunt April rip the now unwoven bikini away. My hands clenched my mother’s ass cheeks spreading them wide open and firmly gripping as much of them in my palms as possible. A responding moan to me grabbing her ass let me know my mom wanted more. That’s when my aunt grabbed my harden cock, directing it towards my mom. Aunt April could feel the prominent veins coursing up my shaft as her hand positioned my head at my mom’s pussy lips. She traced it back and forth, spreading the welcoming wetness of her warm pussy juices over my cock. My mom breathed heavier and rose up on her arms bringing her tits to my face. I lapped at her enormous hanging tits, sucking her nipples into my mouth. Aunt April slapped my swollen cock against her ass, letting my mom hear how hard and ready it was. My mother bit her bottom lip bracing herself for me to enter her. Now fully prepared to take her son in whole, she slightly arched her back as Aunt April slid my head pass the entrance of her swollen pussy lips. Fuck. It was so warm and tight. Once my head was sealed inside the clutch of her cunt, my mom moaned intensely trying to allow her pussy to adjust to my size. I flexed my thighs and thrust my hips upward sliding deeper and deeper inside my own mother. Aunt April caressed my balls as Mom’s legs noticeably quivered while she slowly consumed my cock inch by inch until her ass cheeks met my balls. Aunt April let go of my balls as my mom began pounding my cock. My hands spreading her cheeks wide, rhythmically followed lead as she rose and fell again and again fucking me. She lifted herself up by planting her hand on my chest for support and cupped and squeezed her tit with the other. Her eyes were closed facing the ceiling, now methodically thrusting up and down faster and faster on my cock as our skin smacked in unison. “ Ooooh …Mikey!” “Fuck…Oooh…Mom. That feels so good.” I caught view of Aunt April walking to the other side of the bed where my head slightly hung off the mattress. Her naked body in full view seductively walking in my direction was honestly the hottest thing I had ever seen in life. Her body exuded a sense of such confidence…such demand. Aunt April walked right behind my head as my mother continued to ride me. My aunt licked her lips and suddenly grabbed a hold of my hair. Now with control, she slowly pulled my head back a bit bringing me face to cunt with her wet inviting pussy lips. She maneuvered her pussy on top of my mouth and my arms reached back to grab her substantial hips for support. I wasted no time eating my aunt’s pussy out while she now sat on my face with her knees on the bed. Juices rushed out her opening in reaction to my tongue’s licking and sucking. I made out with her pussy making sure to tease her clit especially well before fucking her with my tongue. “Ooooh fuck yes baby…Oh yess my sweet little Mikey. Eat that pussy. Ooooh god Mikey you’re making me cummm!” Wave after of my warmth flowed into my mouth letting me taste my aunt. Just as I was licking it up, my mom screamed in pure ecstasy. “Mikeyyy! Fuck yesss!” I felt my mom cum on my cock. Her whole body shook as she now tightly squeezed my arms. The warmth of my mother’s cum set me off. Without notice, load after load after fucking load of cum shot out my cock. My mom collapsed on the bed while my cock continued to spurt a few lasts drops. My Aunt collapsed on the other side me. We all just laid on the bed together trying to catch our breath, just panting in silence. [END Chapter 6]

__”Ken, come here please.” It was my mom. She was smiling with that ornery grin of hers. She was in the back of the kitchen as usual wanting to have a private talk with me… again. I knew what she wanted. My sister was in the shower so she knew she had privacy to talk to me. She put her arms around my neck, held me close and said: “What do you have planned for tonight.?” I grinned at her said: “Playtime, of course.” I started squeezing her butt cheeks. She blushed and said: “Ken!, stop that. Play with your sister, but I’m your mom, we…I mean you… can’t do that.” She always said that because I knew just how to make her aroused. She loved it when I fondled her butt, but always slowly stopped me. Her real arousement came from me when I messed with my older sister. She encouraged me to fondle her and make her all hot and turned on. Mom’s big thrill was to watch us play grab ass in front of her. She even secretly told me that watching us turned her on, and to feel free to do it in front of her. After dad left, she became close to me and I had the feeling she would love to fool around with me, but just couldn’t step over that line. When your mom whispers in your ear that she likes it when I feel my sisters tits, I figured she wished it was her. My older sister Della, or Del as we called her, we talked privately about mom. Del said: “Ken,…. mom’s got the hots for you. She’s using us to get herself all turned on. I know she masturbates thinking about us, I’ve heard her before later after we have played grab ass and got herself all hot. I know those sounds I hear from her bedroom, right next to mine. If it makes her happy, let’s increase it and just see what she does. I bet she comes after you. She’s a hot looking woman, and I just ’know’ you’d just love to ’do’ her, wouldn’t you Ken…huh?” I walked up to her and said: “She’s not the one I’d like to ‘do‘, Del.” I reached up and felt her full tits. She took a big breath and closed her eyes and just stood there and let me feel her up. She finally said: “I have a boyfriend who would kick your ass if he knew you were feeling me up…., and. “ She reached down and felt my hardon. “….and if he knew about ‘this’ he would probably….god….who’s knows what. Oh my,… mom would love to see us now, you with a big hardon.” She grinned and whispered: (“…..mom! Ken’s got a big hardon, come and see it!”) We both giggled as she squeezed my hardon and I grabbed at her pussy. Del knew what she was doing. She liked the attention she was getting from me and it also turned her on when we copped feels in front of mom. My sister was easy to make horny. I had found this out a long time ago. I would do it just to watch her blush and get all flustered if I felt her up in the slightest way. She had no resistance to me. I would walk in her room and smile at her. She would put her arm over her nice tits and cover her pussy with the other hand. She would blush and stutter…”I’ll ttttel mom” before I even touched her. I would whisper in her ear: (“Just let me see your tits, Del.”) She would be breathing hard with her eyes closed. (“…drop your arm and put your hands down to your side.”) I would say. She would do it and whisper back: (“….mom will get mad at you Ken.”) I would open what ever she had on and just look at her beautiful tits. She hardly ever wore a bra. She would hold on to me so she wouldn’t fall. I would kiss her titties and lick her nipples. I would then put my hand on her pussy and reach in deep and rub it, back to front. When my fingers came up and across her clit…she would jump and her legs would buckle. I never knew it till later, but Del said at first she did tell mom what I was doing to her. Mom would smile and tell her that boys do these things and that just means he likes you. Now Del, tell me in detail what he does. Del would tell her every detail as mom seemed to be getting aroused by it. Then she would say how lucky she was to have a brother that likes you so much. Del…… I was young and I ‘did’ like what Ken did, but I didn’t want to get in trouble for it , so I told mom to report my ’innocents’ of it all. It turned out that mom liked hearing what ken did to me. I then from time to time told her what the latest happenings were. I liked telling her in private, it turned me on telling it myself. We got so we would giggle and whisper like it was secret ’girl talk’. As time passed mom would catch him feeling me up. She would tee hee and act like it was nothing and then encourage him privately to do it even more but…in front of her. Ken…. I thought about what Del said, to increase it to see just what mom would do. It sounded like fun to me, so I told Del: “Let’s go for it for fun and see what mom does.” She was all for it and she bet mom would run to the bathroom to go finger herself! I said she might attack me! We giggled about what she ‘might’ do. We planned a night to get mom all hot watching us. The late evening came and Del came out of the shower wearing just a white towel and a towel on her head. She looked very sexy. She came in the living room and said: “Mom do we have any more of that warming lotion?” Mom sat on the couch and smiled at her and then me. She said no, that we were out. I then said. “I have some, hold on.” I went and got it and started putting it on Del’s neck and shoulders. I told her then to lay on the couch. Mom was at the far end of it. I had Del lay on her tummy. I straddled her ass and pulled her towel down. Mom’s smiling eyes were glued to us. She was only a foot away from us. I massaged Del’s back and kept going all the way down her legs. She moaned and squirmed as I did her ass and between her thighs. We both took peeks at mom and watch her face in delight as she watched. I laid down on Del’s back and took off the towel from her head. I massaged her head with my fingers. She moaned so sexy. I noticed mom’s hand disappear in robe. She was feeling something in there. I just had on shorts and no shirt. Del and I were skin to skin from the waist up. My hardon was between her legs and she was squirming on it. We both could hear mom’s labored breathing. Mom got up. She turned out all but one dim light. She sat in the chair facing us. She slowly opened her legs and put her hand down her panties. I whispered to Del: (“…I think she going to get herself off while she watches us.”) Del whispered back between moans…: (“….keep going, now maybe we get to watch her.”) I kept going and pushed my hardon deep between Del’s legs. She moaned and pushed back on it. Mom’s legs now were wide apart as she was rubbing herself a little faster. At this point…something had to happen. I knew our minds all had thoughts racing at full speed. Ken: I was so close to putting my hardon in Del I decided I was going to do it…when….Del…. Del: Enough is enough. I quick turned over and pushed Ken’s shorts down. Both our hands met on his hardon as we guided it in me. We were going to have sex right in front of mom. Mom: My fantasy is coming true right before my very eyes. Watching my kids have sex with each other. I know it sounds crazy, but it’s just something I have a thing for. I’m taking these panties clear off so I can get off with them. Ken: I was a goner. I had to fuck Del now, and nothing else mattered. Mom would just have to watch. I had my hardon in Del’s warm wet pussy and I was going for it. Del: My legs came up and around Ken and I was going to do it…., I had to have him, and right now. Mom: How many orgasms can a woman have in one sitting….who’s counting…this my ultimate fantasy…I hope they have beautiful sex for me. I’ve got 4 fingers in my pussy and two are massaging my G spot….I may pass out…if I do, it will be worth it. Oh my god!…look at them go so wild and with so much passion. Del is moaning and Ken is groaning beautiful. I’m losing my mind with this…ohhh, I’m going to climax with them…..Ohh Yesssssssss! Ken: damn, can Del ever fuck good, she knows just how to peak us…..oh hellllllll….my ball are exploding….. I unloaded the best cum of my life, blast after blast of cum flooded Del as she moaned a yelp that just kept me keep cuming. Del: Oh….my….god!….my whole body is trembling….my pussy is going spasm crazy. My legs are jerking and pounding Ken’s ass. Oh god….. Ken don’t stop cuming…yes yes yes…. Mom: My legs are shaking as this wonderful climax has them trembling out of my control… Ken….. Del and I put mom to bed. She was like a limp rag. She mumbled and kept rubbing her pussy. Del and I then got in my bed and went for more…all night we were locked together, in our own bliss. We let it all out. I licking her pussy till she squirmed with moaning delight. We licked and sucked every part of our bodies. All that time of wanting to have hot sex, was now happening… Mom….. It’s 3am. They didn’t even notice me as I stood in Ken’s doorway, watching them do everything. I stood there with a wet pussy and gasping breath. My fingers gave me some of the pleasure I wanted….but…. Watching Ken put his sister in sexual heaven, and Del’s beautiful euphoric reaction…left me with one last burning secret desire….. (….to have my turn with… Ken…)

.....My mom Megan, 31, felt she was not performing in bed very well. She didn’t get dad, who was way older, turned on anymore. She didn’t want dad to stray to another woman so she went to the Doctor. This was a new Doctor, and he was a young guy which she felt may be better suited for her problem. She told him she wanted to turn her husband on and be hotter in bed for him. Mom had a killer hot body. She had beautiful smooth skin, big tits, perfect hips and legs. This Doctor saw opportunity to take advantage of her. He gave her a pelvic exam and massaged her G spot, her clit and then masturbated her. He said everything worked, but she just needed ‘sex lessons’. She like his ‘treatment’ and he had made her very sexually excited. She wanted to go back once a week for his ’special’ treatment. He continued masturbating her each week and showed her things that stimulated her sexually. She liked this even more. ‘Sex lessons‘, she called it. He would always give her a ‘special pill’ at the start of the appointment and then he started showing her about kissing and feeling her body. She kept his ‘treatment’ very secret, but loved him turning her on each week. After he got her very hot, then he would always masturbated her on the table. She was loving all this and found she was having urges to have sex with him. “Show me more, Doctor.” she would say to him. He would say: “Ok”, and then go further each time. He would unhook her bra and feel her tits. He started kissing them and sucking on her nipples. Next he would lift up her patient gown, began to kiss her pussy. He licked it and sucked on her clit as she bucked her hips with delight. He had her feel his boner and then suck on it all in the name of ’sex lessons’. One appointment he was masturbating her while she sucked on his boner. She blurted out to put his boner in her and show her how to fuck real good. He said: “No, I can’t do that. You’ll have to find someone else to do that.” She said: “But my husband won’t even talk about sex. He just has sex with me for about two minutes and then he’s done. That’s the end of our sex life. I try to turn him on, but I guess I need practice. After the session, she thought as she drove home….’I know, I’ll ask Johnny to help me.’ That’s when she thought of me, Johnny, her son. Not knowing all this yet, I was 18 and I loved my mom’s hot body and I fantasized about fucking her many times. That next day, it started. Mom came in my room after dad had left for work. She had on a see through night gown. I could see her big red bra, and red panties thru her white night gown. I was still in bed and she sat down beside me to have a talk with me. She explained her problem and wanted to ’just practice’ turning me on. I didn’t know what to say at first, but finally the idea sound pretty hot to me and I said ’ok’ …’just for practice’, I’ll do it. The idea sounded hotter and hotter the more I thought about it. I was to tell her ’if’ and ’how much’ she was turning me on. I said ’ok’. She said first she had to go take a pill. She came back about 20 minutes later. I lay in bed anxiously waiting. She whispered: (“…watch this.”) She began to slowly take her bra shoulder straps down while she still had her night gown on. Damn, she was going to do a strip for me right now. She looked hot as she took down the shoulder straps and wiggled her arms out of them. She dropped the top of her night gown down to just below her bra. She turned around and sat with her back to me. She asked me to unhook her bra. She reached back and guided my hands to the hooks. When I unhooked it, she guided my hands under her loose bra around to her front and now my hands were full of both of her hot tits. She said: “If you feel ’turned on’, go ahead and feel them all you want.” I couldn’t believe the luck I was having. Mom had nice full tits, so I proceeded to feel them. She and I were breathing hard as I felt them and her hard nipples. I had never seen her sexually excited, and it was exciting me. Those ‘special’ pills were making her horny, no doubt about it. She was using me to test out her sex appeal. She became like a hungry animal as she got aggressive with me. She turned, pushed me back on my bed. She jerked her bra out and, opened up her night gown and laid on top of me. Her big tits were bare against my chest. She put her head down by my ear and began to….well…I’d call it ..’moaning talk’. Her voice was soft, sexy and she kinda whispered. She moaned as she talked with little ’oooo’s’. She was breathing hard and her pussy was resting right on my dick. She asked me: “ …feel my body …Johnny.” I closed my eyes and put my hands under her night gown. Her skin was very warm as she squirmed on top of me. I felt the sides of her tits and down to her ass. She got kinda hyper and her hands were all over me. She was breathing heavy in my ear. She was feeling me up and kissed my neck. She did some more moaning talk…. “….oh baby, you’d like to have sex with me, wouldn’t you Johnny. You want me bad, don’t you. I want you to want me, tell me how much I turn you on and you want me bad….tell me…say it…” I was in shock as I have never seen my mom act this way. I told her how I felt. “Mom, you’re the hottest mom ever. You turn me on perfect….I’m getting a boner…and… “ She was rubbing her pussy on my boner now. “YES!…go on!” she said. I was in shock at her actions. She acted like she was going to rape me or something. I said: “Yes, you turn me on a lot and yes, I’d like to have sex with you.” That was just the first morning. The next morning as soon at dad’s car left, here she came again. She had already taken her pill. She came in with a new pink nightie that left her half naked. A tiny top barely covering her ’no bra’ tits, and tiny little panties. She spun around for me to admire it, and her. She laid on top of me again and started that moan talk again. “You liked that, mmmmm, didn’t you Johnny. I can feel your erection under me. I need your help. I need to be masturbated bad. I’ll show you what to do. My mind was going crazy. Fantasizing about my mom was one thing…but… actually doing something, that was something entirely different. She didn’t wait for my answer and laid us on our sides. She took off her nightie and little panties. She took my hand and put it on her wet pussy. My dick went to max hard instantly. Next thing I knew, she had three of my fingers in her wet pussy. She had her legs wide open and used both her hands to push and work my fingers in and out of her pussy. She had me massage her big clit with my other hand. This was crazy, but I was loving it. She whispered for me to feel around for a certain area called her ‘good’ spot. She instructed me and I went right to it. I was fingering my mom and liking it. She began to moan and held my wrist tight with both hands. She use my fingers as a dick in her. I was masturbating my own mom. “That’s it Johnny…that’s it baby…oooo….you got it….this turns you on, doesn’t it. You wish it was your boner in me, don’t you…you can say it, tell me how bad you want to have sex with me…..say it.” I told her what she wanted to hear. I got to listen and watch my own mom orgasm with my fingers in her warm wet pussy. I shot a load in my pajama bottoms. ------------- I had fucked several girls at my age of 18, and ate pussy too. This was changing everything. All I could think about was my mom and how hot she was making me. I had wonderful wet dreams about fucking her, eating her warm pussy and her giving me wonderful blow jobs. All these things I hoped….were headed in that direction for real. Each morning got hotter. When I didn’t think it could get any better. I waited for mom to come to my room. She would spot my boner and smile. “Already turning you on, am I?” she would say. She would do her sexy tease dance, and watch my eyes get excited. This morning she told me she wanted to turn me on a new way. She took off my pajama bottoms and started feeling my hard dick. She slowly jacked me and then leaned over and started sucking on my boner. I went into shock. She said: “You let me know how I’m doing Johnny, ok?” She got naked and turned herself to go 69. Her wet pussy was staring me in the face. She reached down and pulled my head into her pussy as she began sucking on my dick. She lifted one leg. Opening her pussy wide. How could I resist. She pulled my head into her pussy. “Is that a turn on Johnny?….put your fingers in me like I taught you.” she said. I went for her ’good’ spot and listened as she moaned. She teased my boner with her tongue. I would just about cum, and she would pull off and do something else. She began to push her clit to my lips and started humping my face. I couldn’t hold off cuming any longer. She seemed to know it and put my dick all the way in her mouth. I exploded my cum in her mouth. She moaned a victory moan and then held my head and face fucked my tongue hard. She orgasmed a big one. My dick just kept pumping cum in her mouth as she rubbed my face on her pussy and shook hard. I got dizzy it felt so good. Finally she said: “Wow, I must have really turned you on Johnny!….that was fantastic!” I didn’t have any cum on me, she had licked it all off and swallowed it all. Sex with mom was the best ever. She wants to be desired, and now I’m going to make her squirm with desire for me. I now dream of fucking her all the time. She got me so hot for her, it’s time to turn her on, like she does me. After our showers, I had time until dad gets home. She wasn’t expecting me to start turning her on. She wore her robe most of today. I knew she had nothing on under it, but I sure knew what was under it. She had such a smooth hot body. Such nice tits and sexy legs. I found her in the laundry room. The phone rang and someone said this story written by blueheatt at xnxx.com/storys. I hung up. I came up behind her and put my arms around her. She sighed big and leaned her head back on me. I whispered: (“..mom, you shouldn’t wear this sexy robe around the house, a guy could come up behind you and molest you. I know you wouldn’t want that. He might just want you so bad he’d feel your tits ( I reached in her robe and felt her nice tits.), feel your ass, ( ran my hand over her naked ass) and reach thru your robe and feel your warm pussy. (I felt her pubic hair and ran a finger down her slit.) She was gasping for air now. She moaned out between breaths : “Oh…thank you…. Johnny…..I…never thought about that…will you protect me from a guy…. who wants me so bad, he would put his… hands on my body…and make me all hot…and horny…you know how….I might not want that…..” Megan thought…. Oh my god…I’m so elated at Johnny’s lust for me. It was suppose to be a test to see if I could still turn a man on. I didn’t think about his reaction to my turning him on. That tells me it’s dad, and not me. I haven’t been turned on by a guy in a very long time. I want a lot more of this from Johnny. His hands have got me so horny, I’m dizzy. He’s making me want to have sex with him so bad. I don’t have the will power to stop this. Keep going Johnny…just keep going…. Johnny’s thoughts….Her little test showed she can really turn on a guy. I don’t know what dad’s problem is but I want to have total sex with mom. We both want it, and it’s going to happen. I started feeling her body all over from behind her. I slowly took off her robe, I let her robe drop to the floor. She was shaking, waiting for my next move. I lowered my shorts. My boner was sticking between her legs. She moaned and back up tight to me. She spread her legs apart and leaned down on the washer. My boner went in her wet pussy by itself. I held her smooth hips and started our first fuck. Her pussy was wet and warm as my dick slid in all the way. She began to moan and fucking back on me. Megan thought… Oh damn Johnny, you feel so good in me, fuck me like I’ve wanted for so long now. I’ve never been fucked from behind before. I’ve got a thousand new hot feelings….oooo fuck me hard and make me climax hard…I need it…I need it bad…cum in me baby…I want to feel you shoot it in me…Oh god it’s happening…..oh baby yes…. Johnny’s reaction…My boner fits in her so hot, I’m going to hold her tits when I cum…I have to cum now…ooooo damn…. She fucked back on my boner so fast, her ass was a blur. She was moaning so loud, and our bodies were slapping together…. she made me cum extra hard. I jerked and shoved my cum in her deep, over and over. My mind went crazy and my legs got weak. She could somehow squeeze her pussy on my boner. It felt out of this world. She held onto my hands on her tits and just kept fucking and fucking as she kept moaning wonderful sounds. Damn my boner felt hot in her. We squirmed and gasp in euphoria. Her body and mine shook and twitched as it felt so damn good. There is nothing like the first time……. Megan…. I’m shaking inside so bad with best climax I’ve ever had. My whole body climaxed, not just my pussy. The feel of his hot cum shooting in me made me go crazy with pleasure. He’s mine…all mine. He better get ready to have a lot of sex with me….I’ve found what has been missing in my sex life. Mmmmm just leave it me Johnny and cum some more baby…oh...that feels so damn good…mmmmmm… --------------- Johnny reflects… Mom’s little horny pills opened the door for us. Now she doesn’t take them. She tells me that ‘I’m’ her little horny pill now. I think we’ve fucked in every room in the house now, even on the kitchen table and in dad‘s chair. She fucks like a young girl,…only… …. a whole lot better…. ---------------

This is about the first third of chapter 6. Because of the nature of the story, it’s a lot harder to continue here on sexstories.com. I always knew that there was a possibility of this so it has not come as a surprise or anything. Regardless, at the end of this preview, I’ll write down where the rest of this chapter as well as the ensuing series will be. Thanks. I’ll still do my best to read and comments and suggestions here so please leave them if you wish! Enjoy. I walked back into the dining room with a massive smile on my face, most of it genuine too. Even the conceited comments from Jason, just minutes earlier, didn’t bother me. If anything, I was more horny than angry; my pussy still on fire from the little exhibition I just put in front of my husband. “Help yourself to cream and sugar” I said, placing a cup of coffee in front of each person. “Oh, you’re not staying to have some?” Gary asked, seeing me make no indication to return to my seat. “No, I don’t like having coffee at night. It’ll keep me up, unable to sleep” I said, smirking at my husband. “I should get started on the dishes anyways” I said, reaching for a few. Chris must’ve heard me from the kitchen, quickly offering his help as we cleared the plates. I was looking forward to having the chance to relieve him from all the teasing I had done throughout the evening, but the men surprised me by moving back into the living room quicker than anticipated. Chris, who had reluctantly agreed during dinner to watch the game with them, joined my husband and his friends in front of the TV as I slowly worked by the sink. However, it didn’t take long for me to notice Chris shooting me stares and looks. “You’re making it too obvious staring at mommy like that!” I texted. I looked over to him, grinning when I saw him pull out his own phone and smirk at my message. “Can you blame me. You look so sexy!” he answered, smiling up at me. Before I could respond, Gary got up out of his seat on the sofa, moving towards the kitchen. “Just getting some ice, coffee’s still a little hot” he said. I nodded my head, forced to temporarily stop my texting and re-focus on the dirty dishes. Yet, from the window reflection in front of me, I could see Gary staring at me from behind. Typical. It was less than 20 minutes ago that he told us about his family trip to Hawaii over the winter break and how it was a wonderful time for him and his wife. Now here he was, staring lustfully at my ass. He hadn’t even made an attempt to get ice, just standing next to the fridge, watching over me. I don’t know if it was the wine or because of how horny I was, but I remembered my son’s words earlier about loving how slutty I acted. I took one glance over at Chris, seeing that his eyes were still on me, and decided to have a little fun, satisfying my own exhibitionist side. I pretended to fix my T shirt, at the same time pulling it slightly up, revealing a little bit of my lower back. But more than that, I knew that the straps of my G-string were now easily visible above my leggings, leaving no need to imagine what I had on underneath. Fuck, I felt dirty! Purposefully teasing and showing myself off! I wasn’t even sure how Chris would respond, but given how clouded both our judgements were, I was confident he would be turned on. As for Gary, there was no need for me to guess; from the window reflection I could see that his mouth had gaped open, his expression changing from a stare to almost a “hunger” look. I only let his eyes linger for a few seconds longer before, turning around to face him, forcing him to abruptly turn his attention to the ice maker on the freezer and return to his seat. “Do you like how naughty mommy is?” I texted. I watched as Chris read my message, looking back at me in the kitchen and gulped, nodding his head yes. “Yeah, my baby boy likes seeing mommy act like a slut? Knowing that I only want your cock!” I texted, reassuring him it was just for fun. Again he nodded. “Are you hard right now, honey?” I asked rhetorically. Chris was sitting by himself on the two person sofa, body slightly slanted away from the other men and towards the TV, with a pillow on his lap. Jeez, I wonder what he could possibly be hiding? “I want to fuck you so bad mom!” he responded back. God, that got my heart racing even more! Now, with the added encouragement from Chris, I had even more reason to give in to my exhibitionist side. “I want you to meet mommy in the bathroom in 5 minutes!” As soon as I placed my phone down, I roughly pinched my nipples, tweaking them to ensure they stood out in my little white T shirt. I walked towards the living room, both equally nervous and turned on, wanting all their eyes to be on me. “Let me get those. I’ll have a re-fill in just a few minutes, as soon as the coffee’s ready” I smiled, acting oblivious to how I was dressed. Gary and Jason stared at me wide-eyed; one at my chest, and one at my exposed navel, only being able to nod as a response. Even my husband, sitting on the single Barcalounger on my right, was looking at me speechless. I paid no attention to them of course, turning all my focus over to Chris. “Honey, do you want anything? Some soda or juice?” I asked casually, making my way towards him. I kept my eyes on the TV momentarily, pretending as if I was actually watching, all the while I ruffled Chris’ hair. Slowly, I slid onto the armrest. Not the empty seat next to Chris, but the armrest, ensuring that our bodies would be right next each other, connected. Gently, I placed Chris’ hand and forearm on my thigh, deliberately making both our guests green with envy! “uh, no. I’m okay” he muttered. “Sure?” Yeah” “Ok, just let me know if you are honey!” I smiled, pulling him in for a hug. I played it off as just a normal show of affection, ignoring the fact that I basically took my son’s head and pressed it into the side of my tit; all with three grown men watching of course. “Enjoy the game! I’ll be back with more coffee in just a bit!” I said to the audience, planting a small kiss on top of Chris’ head and standing back up. But before I left the room completely, I couldn’t help but tease them one last time. “Oh! Shriveling already, I just watered you!” I sighed, closely looking at the leaves of my houseplant. My back was directly facing all three men. And without even looking, I knew Jason and Gary were leering at my ass. I was in the bathroom maybe two minutes when Chris came knocking. “Couldn’t wait honey?!” I teased, letting him inside. “Fuck, I can’t believe you just did that!” he exclaimed, hands instantly pulling my shirt up so he could play with my tits. “Did you enjoy seeing mommy tease them? Because I sure did!” I giggled. “Ooh! I think you did!” I said, my hand instantly feeling up his hard cock. Chris didn’t answer, gently spinning me around. I knew what he wanted, my hands rushing to my hips, slinging my leggings and G-string down to my ankles. Turning back around to face Chris, I quickly hopped onto the sink countertop, my feet kicking away my bottoms. “Look, how wet mommy is!” I grinned, spreading my pussy. “uughh!” Chris moaned, dropping to his knee and lapping at my cunt. “MMmmm!” I exclaimed, hand running through his hair, tugging and pulling. I wanted to make sure that when he left this bathroom, all three men outside would see how messed up his hair was, asking themselves “did…did his mom just do that to him? What were they doing?!” “Come on, honey! There’s not much time! I want you to fuck me!” I exclaimed, tilting his chin up so I could look into his eyes. “I want you to stick that think, juicy cock inside mommy’s pussy! Make mommy scream loud enough for all of them to hear!” I could tell Chris was turned on hearing that, his eyes widening as his cock twitched in his sweats. In a heartbeat, he had them by his knees, stepping forward to line his dick up with my pussy. He plunged in immediately, covering my mouth at the same time. I moaned right into Chris’ palm, biting on his finger to keep me from screaming. Once my initial reaction subsided, Chris started pumping, very quickly working up to a fast pace. He was trying his best to fuck me without making any noise, but with how horny we both were, that was nearly impossible; his thighs slapping loudly against my ass every time it thrust forward. I did nothing to help solve that, sexily biting down on my lower lip and demanding Chris to continue with my eyes. ‘Uuughh! Yes! That’s it, honey!! Fuck mommy’s pussy just like that!!” I moaned, tweaking my nipples. Being so close to climaxing, I wrapped both legs around Chris, pulling his body even closer, tightly against mine. That seemed to send us both over the edge. “AUuuggh fuccckkk!” he exclaimed quietly. I felt his cock pulsing again and again inside me, emptying an entire evening of backed up cum into my pussy. It felt like he would never stop, shooting load after load, until finally it started pouring out of the side of my opening. “Holy shit! Fuck, that was amazing!” he panted, pulling his cock out. It was an absolute mess, glistening in the mixture of our love juices. I immediately pushed him back, hopping off the sink counter and cleaning it off with my mouth. It tasted better than any dessert I could ever make! “Mom, we need to get back! Dad might come check on us!” he smiled, panting. I nodded my head, scrambling to get my leggings back on. “Ok you leave first honey. Mommy will be out in a bit!” “Sure!” he said, fixing his sweats and exiting. When I returned back to the kitchen, Chris was already back to his previous place on the couch and there didn’t appear to be anything off; the men were still talking as they watched the game, with Gary and Jason still taking to occasional glance at me as I prepared coffee in the kitchen. I wonder what they would say if they knew what just happened in the bathroom minutes earlier. That even now, while I prepare their drinks, my pussy was filled with my son’s cum! The thought brought a very naught idea to my head, giving me the perfect way to get back at my husband. I looked over to the living room, making sure they were all still pre-occupied, before sliding my hand down my leggings. I very carefully fingered my pussy, scooping out most of my son’s creampie and dumping it into Charles’ cup of coffee. Quickly, I grabbed a stirrer and began stirring, making sure it dissipated into the black liquid. And then, as if that wasn’t enough, I wiped the excess cum on my fingers around the rim of the coffee mug. I smirked, realizing that this would mark the second time my husband had tasted Chris’ jizz. But I guess the first time shouldn’t count, he was passed out and unconscious, with me kissing a mouthful of Chris’ cum onto his lips. So this time, I would make sure to catch every detail. I carefully carried the tray of coffee back into the living room, ensuring that my husband got the right mug. “Thanks for the refill” Gary said. “My pleasure!” I grinned, taking a seat next to Chris. While the men enjoyed the game, my eyes were mostly on Charles, watching as he took his first sip. Right away, he stopped, moving the cup down as he stared confusingly into it. He could tell something was off, but not exactly what. It took everything I had not to laugh out loud, turning my gaze away from him just as he looked suspiciously over at me. But with no proof or acknowledgement from me, he pushed the thought of any tampering away, taking another sip. Fuck it felt good seeing my husband ingest his own son’s cum! I was even more horny now, especially knowing that after all the teasing and showing off of my legs and ass, our two guests were most certainly going to be keeping a careful eye on me. I was determined to flirt with Chris even more now; make them eat their hearts out before the night was over. To start, I casually propped my feet onto the coffee table in front of me, almost putting them on display. Chris, sitting on my right, noticed almost immediately, looking at me. I responded with a slight smirk. Gary and Jason noticed too, taking small glances at my legs and the only exposed skin area, my dainty little feet. So since they were all I had to work with at the moment, I put it to use. Casually, I reached forward for an orange and began to peel, all the while teasing them with my feet; scrunching the soles and rubbing my toes softly against each other, as if I were massaging one foot with the other. And unlike Chris, I knew that it was more than likely that both these voyeurs had no such fetish for feet, that even a nonsexual part of my body was getting them worked up. They couldn’t keep their eyes away, both paying more attention to me than the game. It was exhilarating! My husband noticed too, a combination of being anxious and scared plastered all over his face. In his mind, he figured I was doing all this on purpose just to get back at him. But the reality was, that was only half true; the other half was simply my exhibitionist side coming out for some fun. And after seeing how turned on Chris was from it, there were very few speed bumps to slow its desire. With their attention on my lower limbs, I took the opportunity to grab a sofa pillow, gently placing it between Chris and I. He looked nervously at me, knowing that I had other plans, just not what. “Do you want a piece honey? It’s really sweet!” I smiled. “Sure” he mumbled, holding his hand out. I just laughed, taking a piece of the orange and feeding it directly to his mouth. As I pushed the fruit past his lips, I made sure to stick the tip of my index finger as well. “How is it? Sweet right?” I smirked. “mhm” he nodded, chewing the piece slowly. Seeing how tense Chris was, I decided to wait before doing anything more with him. So for the next few minutes, I kept my eye on the TV, head turned away from Jason and Gary. Yet I could just feel their eyes on me, even through their loud conversation; looking at my nipples poking through the tight t-shirt, long sexy legs tightly wrapped in skintight leggings, and my cute watermelon-red colored toenails. Even the way I was eating my orange was sexual, small tiny bites, purposefully showcasing my tongue. Every once in a while, I would shoot a grin to my husband telling him “I bet you wish you could take back that kiss now!!” When my orange was finally finished, I took Chris’ left hand and swung it around my shoulders, allowing me to snuggle against the side of his body. No, it wasn’t anything too sexual; Chris’ hand was on my shoulder and upper back. But this was clearly an act that I should be doing with my husband, or maybe if Chris was 4 or 5 years younger. But at his age now, I knew it would make the men sit uncomfortably. I could hear it from the slight lull in their conversation. Each person taking a little longer to respond to one another as their minds were on other things! I bet Jason and Gray would give half a month of their salary to switch places with Chris now! Fuck, it made me feel so slutty, knowing these married men wanted me! But that was just teasing. No matter what their thoughts on me were, I was interested in just one cock! A cock that I was determined to play with right now! Slowly, I slid my right hand underneath the well placed pillow, using my upper body to block any proper view while my lower body captured their attention. For a few second I just held it there, letting my palm rest on Chris’ thigh, my eyes looking around the room to see if anyone noticed. Unlike with my earlier actions, I had no intention of being caught doing this. And despite every rational, high thinking part of my brain telling me to stop, I couldn’t. My finger seemed to have a mind of their own now; fueled by a combination of lust, excitement, and revenge. Chris knew what was coming, his face completely turned towards the TV, barely able to move. I could feel how stiff his body was, yet as my fingertips slid closer to his crotch, it became quickly apparent that another part of his body was stiff too! There was no need for me to get him ready, uh-uh! Chris was already hard, his cock dying to burst through those cotton sweatpants. From how close our bodies were, there wasn’t enough space to jack him off, but that was okay; I just wanted to play a little. Gently, I massaged his dick from the outside of sweats, rubbing the head and shaft. He naturally tried to lean away, but considering I was snuggled right next to him, I moved right along with him. “Keep squirming and you’re gonna make everyone look, honey!” I whispered seductively into his ear. “Or maybe that’s what you want?! Do you want mommy to jack you off in front of your dad and his friends?” I asked, reaching for his waistband. Chris twitched a little, enough to catch the attention of my husband sitting across from us. He couldn’t tell what was happening, but from how close my mouth was to Chris’ ear, knew I whispered something to him. “Hey uh, dear. Do you think you could get us a few more beers?” he asked nervously, trying to separate us before anything more happened. “oh, I just got comfortable” I said playfully, my fingers now wrapping around his son’s cock. I couldn’t exactly start pumping, at least not using my wrist, so with just my fingers, I gently jerked Chris’ cock. “hmmm…how about at the end of the half? Can you guys wait that long?” I smiled, looking to our guests. To lessen their attention to the pillow, I pulled my right leg onto my left knee, acting as if I was examining my pedicure. They easily took the bait. “uhm – yeah” Jason said. “Yeah that’s okay. Probably shouldn’t have too many anyways. Wife will yet at me!” Gary joked. I faked a smile back at him. “I wonder what your wife would say now, seeing you stare up and down my body” I thought. “Great! I’ll probably head upstairs anyways! Don’t want to impose too much on your guy’s night!” I said, while still masturbating my son. “Nonsense!” “We love your company!” Jason answered. “Yeah, sure! It’s my company that you love” I thought. “No it’s quite alright! 1 half of basketball is all my attention can hold anyways!” “Ok, If you want dear” my husband quickly answered, a slight smile coming across his face. I’m sure he was dying to get rid of me! “You should come too honey! I’m sure with you here, their conversation is a bit filtered!” I smiled at Chris, squeezing his shaft. “Ugh! Ok” he nodded. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen a smirk disappear faster than my husband’s did. It was just a few short minutes before the horn blared on TV, the time on the half hitting triple zero. I slowly got up and removed my hand from Chris, getting the men another 6 pack before saying goodbye. As soon as I was upstairs, I took off my leggings, leaving them by the foot of the staircase. I took another few steps, heading towards Chris’ room, and discarded my t-shirt. Next, came the bra, and lastly, as I reached Chris’ door, slid my G-string off and hung it on his doorknob.

…Molly was a hot bodied beautiful mom. She had a super high sexual point in her life when she was younger. The event memories surfaced when her young son wanted to try out his new digital camera, by wanting to take some pictures…of her…. ….Molly…. ….I didn’t realize it at first but I was really getting very sexually excited over this. It slowly came back to me about having my picture taken and the most sexually exciting day of my life…. ….I was camera obsessed when I was young, loving to have my picture taken and posing for my uncle and my dad. I was told how cute I was and I loved the male attention. I remember my uncle Glenn. He always took lots of pictures of me. He began to pose me. Stand like this. Put your leg up like this. Get on the swing and put your hand on your hip. ...Swing real high, always with a short dress on. I loved posing for him. He told me someday I might be a model. When no one was looking he would take pictures of me with my dress pulled up and adjusting my panties or something. Soon he said ‘we need to take some secret pictures.’ ….He said the guys that buy model pictures want ’special’ pictures and don’t want other buyers to see them. He said, let’s go in his garage where he would do a ‘set up’ for them. I felt real special to be picked for this. It was ‘our little secret’ and mom was never to know, so we could ’maybe’ surprise her someday. My dad was included in the secret picture taking along with my uncle. Dad and uncle took me to uncles garage that afternoon and posed me on a table. ...They brought some other clothes for me to wear. I changed right there with my backside to them. They acted like they weren’t looking, but I saw them looking at me changing. It was kind of daring in a way and I felt special. Swim suits, tiny shorts, tiny tops and some with me having just a towel over parts of me. I still remember them both kissing and hugging me on that table top, and saying what a great job I was doing, but it must be kept secret. They both started putting on this ‘special’ body make up on me. ...They rubbed it on me slowly. It was barely skin colored and I loved the feeling of having two of my favorite men rubbing on me. I noticed they seemed to both have bulges in their pants. I knew about erections, and to think I might be giving them erections was thrilling. I was getting a little wet from them putting on that body make up. They both started kissing me and I felt so good as they did. They started putting on the make up around my tits. I liked this. I laid back and let them put the make up all over me. ... I felt like I was floating it felt so good….like a goddess and two handsome guys were my attendants. They started to kiss my tits. I got new chills from it. They slowly took the towel away and kept kissing my body. I got the tingles real bad and my pussy kind of itched. I started to rub it and they said: “We will do that for you, Molly.” They knew just where to rub and uncle spread my legs apart while dad rubbed. Then my uncle kissed my pussy real soft. My dad kissed my tits and sucked on my nipples. I was in heaven with the chills and the attention. Uncle started licking my pussy….I twitched with pleasure. ...Nothing had ever felt so good before. I felt their hair and rubbed them to make them feel good like I felt. Dad started sucking firmer on my tits now and it got so hot in there. I felt uncle putting his finger in my wet pussy and go in and out with it. His other hand rubbed my clit. I started to have this great feeling building up. Even my nipples started tingling. I started moaning with the good feeling getting stronger. My dad kissed me and when his tongue touched mine, I let my tongue touch his. ...He kept feeling my tits as our tongues played in our mouths. We both were breathing hard. He took my hand and put it on his erection outside his pants. It felt big and warm in his pants. He took his erection out and let me feel the bare skin. I was so excited with sex feelings I started to stroke it with his hand too. Uncle was still fingering me so good I felt like a peak was going to happen. Uncle licked my clit fast and I began to shake as I had my first orgasm. I moaned because it felt so good. Dad started moving my hand on his erection very fast and then he moaned too. I felt wet stuff squirting on my arm. ... It was warm and felt good. It must have been a mans cum. I had heard that a mans cum was warm and slick. Uncle rubbed his bare erection on my leg and then he squirted on my leg. I was dizzy and out of breath as they both kissed me, one on my lips and one on my pussy. I thought I was in heaven…….. …. We all heard a car pull up. They told me to quick get dressed and pretend I was playing with some toys out there. They went out to see who it was. I heard my mom and aunt talking. Soon they were all talking laughing and drinking beer. I came out holding an electronic toy, but no one even paid any attention to me. I went in the house and went in the bathroom. I wanted to rub my pussy real bad. ...I stuck my finger down my shorts and…. oh my, that felt so good as I rubbed my clit. That good feeling returned as I kept it up. I took my short and panties clear off and sat on the toilet seat. I opened my legs wide and rubbed my clit more. I took my other hand and put a finger in my pussy. It happened again, an orgasm as I bucked with the thrill…. -------------- …My son asked if he could take some pictures of me with his new digital camera. I said yes, but when he started posing me, I got this real sexual charge. He was young…. but…when he ask me pull up my dress a little to take pictures of my legs. I saw it. The bulge in his pants. The thought of giving my own son an erection over me, triggered something in me and it somehow released a suppressed lust I had for him…. …That was also when a flood of memories came back to me of when my uncle and dad took pictures of me. I knew what my son wanted. Sexy pictures of me to jack off to. I had suppressed my little lusty thought about him that a lot of mothers get about their sons. ….I was getting aroused. I took it further. I started doing sexy poses for him. Leaning over to show my cleavage got him and me all excited. I laid down on the bed. I pulled my dress way up so he could see my bright pink thong. His eyes were locked on it. He took pictures up my dress and down my cleavage as we were both getting hot over doing this. I told him these had to be private pictures between he and I . He assured me they would be. I started doing a strip for him. I didn’t stop with the thrill we were both getting from it. I said, out of breath:, “…lets go in the bathroom.” …. In there I slowly took off my dress, bra and then my thong, as he clicked away. It was such a turn on to turn him on. His eyes were so wide open and he was so nervous. I turned and posed for him. I spread my legs and felt my bush. I couldn’t stop. I fingered my self as I watched him with a big hardon in his pants… … “God mom, you have a beautiful body.” he said. My pussy got a shot of juice when he said that. I was completely nude in front of my own son, and I liked it. He took close-ups of my tits and pussy. I spread my legs and my pussy lips as he got on his knees and got close ups. …. I was so aroused I felt a sex thrill like in uncles garage. He was trying to hide his boner. I took the camera and said: “I want some pictures for me.” He looked puzzled and said: “What?” I said: “ I’ll leave the bathroom now, but I want some pictures of that boner in your pants….and make them real good Johnny. Don’t hold back anything. ” He froze. I got dressed and left. I waited. He came out all smiles and I took the camera. I said I’d put this on a disk for us only. ….I had to control these pictures to make sure they never….got in the wrong hands. I was pretty much a computer whiz and knew just what to do. I went to our computer and downloaded the pictures. I erased every picture in the camera. I took all the pictures and edited them, removing all the faces of us. When I came to the pictures of him…my heart jumped. ... Not only did he take pictures of his boner, but some of him jacking it….and the final picture…was a classic of him shooting his cum up in mid air. I got super hot instantly. I felt a jolt in my pussy like I had never felt before. I stared at the last picture and let the hot charge build up in me. Not only had I given him a boner, he actually made himself cum…thinking about me….I let my fingers go up my dress and down in my panties. I felt my wet pussy and puffy clit. I had to go for an orgasm right now! I pulled my dress up took off my panties and started rubbing my pussy. My clit felt so damn good as I massaged it. I felt my own tits as here it came…. … I’d have to call it a ’super orgasm’ as I bucked my hips and felt the high. It took my breath away….my pussy felt warm and was now dripping wet. It was by far the best fingering orgasm I’d ever had….. …I finished up the pictures. I made two discs from it. I hid mine safely. I got up, a little weak and found Johnny in his room. I said: “Here’s the disk…but there is one catch.” His eyes were very excited as I told him quietly…”We have to watch it…together.” He gulped big, but readily agreed. He knew nothing of the second disk. I handed him his camera, I kept the disk. I explained his camera had been erased and that all faces had been removed from ‘our‘ pictures. He had a sigh of relief. ... I told him I had also removed some background items that identified our house. I said: “Late tonight, I come in your room and we can watch it together.” He smiled big. I then kissed him softly on his neck and whispered in his ear: (“I just loved the very last special picture. Were you thinking of me when you did that?”) He got embarrassed and said quietly….”..yes..” ...I said: (“That was very sweet of you. You made me feel very special. I have some ‘special‘ things for you tonight.”) I looked down, and there is was again, a big boner in his pants. A son that‘s ‘hot for his mom’ is an awesomely good sexual feeling to a mom.…… …Johnny…. ….mom is so smart, she somehow knew I wanted pictures of her to wank to. I got way more than I ever expected. Now something has made her come on to me. Me taking those pictures got her all hot. I just saw my hot and sexy mom completely naked!….how lucky is that. I would never tell my buddy’s that I wank to my mom. I bet some of them do to. One guy admitted he did, and his mom was hot when I seen her. I bet they all wank to my mom. She has the hottest body I ever seen. She liked my wank picture a lot. I just had to cum after seeing her naked like that. I can’t wait to see those pictures. Damn she’s a sexy mom….. ….Molly…. ….I waited until it was after dark. We both showered and I turned all the lights out, except for his bedrooms little light. I picked out the sexiest black night gown I had with nothing on underneath. I let my long hair down and I was off for an affair with my son. … Having my first orgasm with my dad and uncle and them shooting their cum on me, is still my number one sexual high for me to recall. Maybe I’ll get Johnny to reenact what dad and uncle did to me….yes…I’m going to do that. He has a friend Berry I really like. Berry is so cute and he admires me. When I rub his shoulders he gets all excited, I can tell. A sleepover with Johnny and I bet he can be the ’uncle’ and Johnny my ‘dad‘. I’ll ask them for a little ’role play’ and….omg…I’m so hot just thinking about it. …Tonight I’ll plant the idea in Johnny’s head and I’ll give them a young memory they’ll never forget……. for life. …I quietly entered my son’s room and shut the door. He was sitting at his computer waiting in his pajama bottoms. I walked up behind him and slowly put my arms around his neck and then down to feel his chest. I leaned his head back against my tits. I felt his little nipples as he squirmed. His body was warm with excitement as he breathed deeply. I whispered in his ear: (“..let’s look at some pictures, shall we?”)…as I inserted the ’disk’ of us. …Johnny… ….mom was making me so horny I was shaking inside. Feeling her big tits on the back of my head caused it to go dizzy. I had never had a girl feel my nipples before and it gave my hardon a jolt. I was so wishing tonight I would get to feel mom up some. After todays pictures, my balls were churning bad. Damn, she knew just how to turn me on. ….Here’s the pictures….oh shit…I think I may cum in my pajamas….god she is so hot….when she got in the bathroom and spread her legs…I almost came in my pants…she has one beautiful pussy. I would give anything to lick it and then fuck it…. ….Molly… ….I love turning Johnny on, but now I could feel his heart beat and his breathing as picture after picture clicked by. The pictures were making me hot too. I’d never seen myself naked and posing as a grown woman before. I only got to see my uncles pictures of me once. He quick showed me two. I was on a swing with the air blowing my skirt up and he had me that day, secretly take my panties off. There I was with my slit showing all pink and wet. I remember it giving me a sex feeling to see that. ... Now it came to the pictures of Johnny and his boner. I started kissing his neck as I loved seeing them. The last picture…showing his cum in mid air…got to me again. Down went my hand into his pajama’s He was rock hard. I pulled the elastic over it and began to stroke him. I had to do something I wanted real bad. I moved to the side and slowly bent my head down. I had to suck on it. He squirmed as I jacked it. My mouth was open and on my way to suck on him, when…he shot and moaned. ….I felt warm cum shoot in my mouth. I savored it as more shot on my lips and face. I had dreamed of a day like this. I put my lips over the head of his hardon. He squirmed and shot a big one, filling my mouth. I found my finger rubbing my own pussy as I quickly orgasmed hard. We moaned together as the warm cum ran down the sides of his hardon. He played with my hair and let me suck him all I wanted. My fingers were dripping with my juices. I felt his fingers join mine to massage my pussy. I swallowed and gasp for air. His fingers felt wonderful in me. Carefully…gently feeling my pussy. It was a night for ’forever memories’ for us…… ----- …The next day I got him alone in the laundry room. We traded great feels on us. I told him of my plan with Berry. He said: “..anything you want mom…anything!”. He ran to call Berry. ….Berry… ….Slow down dude!…what this about your mom and what?…..I’ll spent the night and you Saturday night, and you can explain it all then…I gotta go…. ….Molly…. ….I told Johnny I would do the explaining to Berry, privately. I wanted to get him alone with me and put some womanly charms on him as I explained everything. Saturday night got here and I fixed everything so we were completely alone. Berry came over and I took him in my bedroom. We laid back on my bed and I told him we wanted to put on a little play….a role play thing. As we faced each other, I played with his arm, then shoulders and then his hair. I had on my black robe and let my cleavage show. I saw a lump grow in his pants. ….I love turning on a young guy… ….Berry… ….wow…I always liked Molly but this was over the top hot. She wanted me to have sex with her like some uncle she had? Hell yes, I’d have to be crazy to turn this down. She’s got some beautiful tits. I’ve looked at them before, but never dreamed I would ever be this close to them…and get to feel them later. I wonder if she’d let me feel them now. I have to try…. “Molly, I think you know I’ve always admired you. This is a dream coming true for me. Yes, I’ll be your uncle and anything else you want me to….a…a..what was it like…a…when you were younger and those guys felt your small tits.” ...I watched her start feeling her own tits and smile at me. Damn they looked beautiful. “Well, ‘uncle’ you imagine I’m young and your feeling them…you tell me….what they feel like.” she said. She opened up her robe and there they were, big and beautiful. I told her to close her eyes and play like I was her dad or uncle. She got all excited and put her hand on my hip. I gently started feeling those hidden beauties I had admired for a long time. We both were breathing heavy as she pulled on my hips to get them closer to her…… ….Molly…. …I pretended I was in that garage and uncle was feeling my tits. My eyes were closed as they were then. Berry was so cool in the way he felt my tits. I rolled over on my back and put my hand on his pants over his boner. I could wait no more…. …”Daddy.”…I yelled. Soon Johnny opened my bedroom door. “Daddy…I’m ready for my make up now. Johnny knew what that meant and helped me off with my robe. I kept my eyes closed as I felt uncle and dad start in putting lotion on me. I moaned with pleasure I never expected this to happen again. Uncle ‘Barry’ move down and began to feel my wet pussy. He spread my legs apart and I felt his warm breath on my pussy. ...He gently rubbed my clit as I squirmed. ’Daddy’ Johnny felt my tits so nice and kissed them softly. I had my first orgasm when I felt uncles tongue touch my clit. I jumped and squirmed. ‘Dad’ kissed my nipples and started taking his clothes off. I peeked just a little as they both got naked. Wow…. what young bodies they had. I reached out and felt ’Dad’s’ boner. He stopped me from jacking it. He didn’t want to cum to fast…yet. He kissed my face and neck all over and slowly kissed around my lips. I could feel his heart beat and hot breath on my lips. ...I pulled his head and our lips came together. Instant tongues went in us. I began to get that floating feeling again. I felt ’uncle’s fingers go in me, at first three and then four. His warm tongue massaged my clit. I was floating away with that same heavenly feeling like back then. I hear them whisper , and then they switched places. ’Dad’ Johnny took over licking my pussy and fingering it. I then felt him move up on top of me…… …’Dad’ Johnny… ….Berry had whispered that I should go first to have sex with Molly. I gladly agreed and now I about to fulfill her and my wish. I watched her and ’uncle’ kissing allover their faces. And I spread her legs wide. Her wet pussy was awesome. My hand shook as I put my boner in her. Her legs snapped around mine and she pushed her pussy up to drive me all the way in. I began to fuck my dream girl. ’Uncle’ and I took turns kissing her face as I began to fuck her deep. I felt her trembling fingers dig into my butt cheeks. We speed up and she moaned as we both kissed her. ...She was jacking ’uncle’ slow and he wrapped his hand around hers and started jacking it fast. He stiffened up and a huge stream of cum shot up her arm. This made her fuck me even faster and as ’uncle’ moaned and kept shooting on her arm. I couldn’t last and I pushed my boner in her as deep as I could and shot the most intense cum I had ever had. She must have climaxed as she yelled…”OH GOD YESSSSS!” and her pussy actually moved around my boner massaging it. We had three moaning, gasping people squirming and kissing Molly all over. … She would buck,…now and again as I guess a spasm hit her. My hardon just keep shooting until there was no more cum but the action didn’t stop. Her arm was cover with ’uncles’ cum. She was now in another world and mumbling something…over and over…. ….Molly… ….’uncle’ got up and staggered to the bathroom. I had ’dad’ all locked in me and held him in be tight….we fell asleep locked together….. ----------- ….It was 30 minutes until school let out. I raced and took my shower. I put on my ’new’ black robe the boys had got me. The front door opened and in they came all smiling. They closed and locked the door. I stood up, held my arms out and said: “Uncle Barry, Daddy Johnny, welcome home.” We wasted no time as they surrounded me with kisses and feels. Johnny said we have a surprise for you. They stood me there and had me close my eyes. I waited. ... “Pretend your having your picture taken, pose for us. I gladly did. I flashed my tits, bent over and flashed my butt and started doing a sexy strip for them. I felt my own tits, rolled my own nipples and fingered my clit. I hear Johnny say: “Cut”…I opened my eyes… he’s holding a video camera…. …They took me arm and arm into my bedroom. They set the camera on a tri-pod in the corner. They started in to record this happening. Kisses and feels to start it off. They posed me, then had me strip off my robe. My heart was pounding as I knew now I would have a full action video of all this, not just still pictures. I had never been so excited in my whole life. As my recreated ’uncle’ and ’dad’ they had me peel my robe off very sexy like. I teased them with everything I knew would turn them on. ...They had me lay on the bed all naked and the feeling of me and kisses began. Dad went for my tits, kissing them as I got chills every where. Uncle began to kiss around my pussy. He gently spread my legs wide open. His kisses slowly got closer and closer to my pussy. They began to get naked themselves. I watched them tease me now, rubbing their boners and stroking them. They began to go further than my memorable young event. Dad sat on my chest and put his boner between my tits. ... He pulled them together tight against his boner. He stroked him self as the head began to touch my lips. I opened and let it enter my mouth. It was so exciting to feel it going in and out. I wanted in further so if he came, I would get to feel the hot cum on my tongue. He kept scooting ever closer as it went deeper and deeper in my wet mouth. I reached up and felt his hips as the rocked back and forth on me. ….I felt uncle’s warm tongue moving all around my wet pussy. I was somewhere past the floating feeling of sexual ecstasy. I felt uncle lift my legs up and his tongue was everywhere between my legs. My trembles were non stop inside my pussy. I had never had a man put his tongue around my back hole. Uncle came ever closer as the hole began to pucker on it’s own. It was a new thrill I could hardly take, it tingled so intense. Dad was now going faster fucking my mouth. I loved to squeezed his butt cheeks to stimulate him more. I felt my legs go up more and on uncle’s shoulders. He started kissing my legs so softly…I then felt his hardon go up and down my wet slit. He rubbed the wet head all around my back hole….I got tingles like I had never felt before…they were so intense I had to pucker it to keep from having a orgasm instantly. …I felt dad’s head swell up in my mouth as I knew he was about cum…I squeezed his butt cheeks hard just as I felt uncle push gently on my tense back hole…. ….I began to yell with pleasure.. with my mouth full… I slowly remember as I blackout in euphoria, we all came together.....locked in .....Cuming...Cuming...Cuming..........till it went dark... ...

I've never posted anything I've written before, but there is a first time for everything. Like with sex, your first time is usually a little clumsy and awkward, but you still seem to enjoy it, and if you're lucky, the others enjoy it too. Let me start with a little background for you. I’m a big guy, 6 feet tall and about 290 pounds. My wife is only 5’4” and chubby at over 200 pounds herself. She has a great set of 38DD tits that I can’t get enough of. The way they swing when we fuck doggy style drives me crazy. My wife’s mother is about 5’3” and quite a bit smaller at about 160 pounds and as far as I can tell she probably has B cup tits. Ever since her mother learned that my wife and I were fucking before we got married, she was jealous and was always trying to “accidentally” see me naked. I didn’t actually try to prevent her, and you might say I even tried to help her without being blatant. Now on to the situation that happened several years ago. My wife was diagnosed with a condition which meant she would need a hysterectomy. Her mother offered to come to our house and stay for a while to be there when she had the surgery and to help out around the house after the surgery with some of the things my wife couldn’t do. She arrived a couple days before the surgery was scheduled and settled in to the guest room next to the master bedroom. One thing about my wife that I really enjoy is that she likes to fuck first thing in the morning, and me, being a fairly typical guy, I like to fuck whenever I can, so that works out well for us. My wife has learned to be a bit of a screamer, and she gets embarrassed when someone else hears us, so that means we generally don’t have sex when we have visitors. The day before her surgery, I convince my wife that we should fuck one more time because after her surgery, we weren’t sure how long it would be before we would be able to have sex again. She was a little reluctant with her mother in the next room, but with a little coaxing, and some proper teasing, she finally agreed. I pulled out all the stops to make sure that she enjoyed this fucking since it would be the last either of us would get for a while. I started by sucking on her nipples while fingering her pussy. I learned many years before we got married that this was one of the fastest ways to loosen her up. Next I progressed to eating her out while pinching her nipples. This got her so excited she was begging me to just fuck her. I moved up and started to ease my cock into her pussy. I’m not huge, at about 7-7.5” long fully hard, but I am fairly big around at about 1.75” in diameter. After I get it all the way in, I start to slowly pump in her pussy, then I suddenly pull it all the way out and go back to eating her pussy out. She clamps her legs around my head and practically screams, “STOP TEASING AND JUST FUCK MY PUSSY!!!” I stop licking her pussy and start sliding my cock in again, this time she is humping up to get me in faster. It doesn’t take long for both of us to orgasm together and I collapse onto the bed beside her. She playfully slaps me and tells me that was for teasing her like that, as he gets up to go to the bathroom and get a shower. While my wife was in the shower, I heard her mother leave the guest room and go into the hall bathroom and start her shower. Remembering that her mother was always a bit jealous of us, I wondered just how much she heard of our fucking (knowing she had to have heard at least some of it). After we had all showered and gotten a bit of breakfast, I drove the ladies around so her mom could take my wife shopping before her surgery. After a long day shopping, we had dinner at one of our favorite local restaurants and called it a night. The the surgery was scheduled for Friday (tomorrow) and we had to be at the hospital by 9:00am. We stayed with my wife as long as we could until they took her for surgery. A few hours later the doctor came out and told us there had been a few minor complications, but everything was fine, she would just need a little more time to recover. He told us that she was in the post-op recovery now, and she would be moved into her room in a few hours, so we should go get something to eat while we waited. He mom hugged me close as we walked to the hospital cafeteria to find something for our lunch. While we ate, her mom seemed nervous, and didn’t talk much, but I figured she was just as concerned about my wife (her daughter) as I was. When they finally brought my wife to her hospital room, she was still quite groggy and drugged up. She recognized us and even managed to give us both small hugs and kisses. We stayed until about 8:00pm when the nurses made us leave so my wife could get some rest and recover. When we walked out to our car it was still 98 degrees and probably about 90% humidity. The car was even hotter having been closed up in the sun all day. We both had sweat rolling off us until the AC finally started to cool things down. When we finally got back to the house I realized that the AC was still running full blast and I was starting to get goose bumps, and I got a quick glimpse of a rock hard nipple showing through my mother-in-law’s shirt. We parked and just the short walk from the car to the house had us both covered in sweat again. My MIL quickly disappeared to her room while I managed to get us a light dinner to eat. She returned a few minutes later wearing a T-shirt and sweatpants. We sat to eat the sandwiches I had made and she seemed to be nervous again. I asked her if she was OK, and she said she was just worried about her daughter after the surgery. The next day was Saturday, the first full day after her surgery. We spent the day sitting in the hospital room with her and late in the afternoon. When her mom went to use the bathroom, my wife asked me to get he mom out of there as she was driving her crazy and making her feel worse, so I told her I would see what I could do. About 7:30pm that evening, my wife finally convinced her mom that my wife needed to get some sleep and I practically dragged her out of the hospital. It was another extremely hot day, except this time I managed to convince my MIL to stop for dinner on the way home. We chit-chatted some about my work and other little things. It was probably 10:00pm before we finally got home. Once again, she disappeared and changed into the sweatpants and T-shirt, but tonight the shirt seemed a little tighter and thinner. We sat on the sofa and watched a little TV to help unwind. I couldn’t help but notice her nipple poking against her shirt again, except this time, it wasn’t so cold in the room. I flipped thought some channels to see what was on, accidentally hitting a porn channel and fumbling with the remote to try to get that image off the screen. I apologized to my MIL for that and she surprised me by saying that it was OK, she knew I was a guy and that I would need a lot of that for a while until her daughter recovered enough to meet my needs again. Next she proceeded to say that she had heard us the morning a few days ago and that my wife & I must have a “fulfilling” sex life. I could see her cheeks flushing a but and her nipples hardening as she spoke. A little embarrassed myself, I apologized for making so much noise the other day and said that my wife & I actually really enjoyed sex and that we had arrived at a few rules in our house. Whenever she wanted sex, I gladly provided her with whatever she asked for. In exchange, she set aside Sundays for “my time” in which whatever I wanted she would try her best to do. She only had a few things she refused to do and that I had to stop doing something if she told me to. Other than that, I could do practically whatever I wanted with her body on Sunday. After that we were both a little embarrassed and decided it was time for bed. After our little incident in the living room, I had some trouble getting to sleep, so I turned on the ceiling fan and stripped off my clothes laying on top the covers and thinking of fucking my wife and how her mother was acting. In the morning I started to wake up hearing noises. I was hearing my MIL walking from her guest room to the hall bathroom and back several times, but it sounded like she was pausing mid stride as she did so. I laid there still slowly waking up and felt the cool breeze from the ceiling fan on my hard cock and balls and I remembered having trouble getting to sleep the previous night. I opened my eyes and saw my bedroom door about half open and I heard my MIL again heading from the bathroom to her guest bedroom. Once again she paused and looked through the open door. I quickly realized that she was looking at my cock as she hadn’t even noticed my eyes were open when she looked in. I decided to “play along” so as she moved about in the guest beed room, I quickly got out of bed and stood next to the door like I was using it to balance myself so that when she walked out of the guest bedroom door she would be face to face with me, except I was standing there fully nude and with a hard on. When she walked out of the door, she wasn’t expecting me, so she was a bit surprised. He eyes instantly glued to my hard cock, as I mumbled “good morning, did you sleep well?” her hands moved to her mouth in an exaggerated gasp allowing her robe to open a little in the front, but her eyes still remained glued to my cock. I stepped up to her and asked her if she got a good look and if she liked what she saw. She started to turn bright red as I told her that I knew she had been looking in at me on the bed and if I had left the door open or if she had opened it. Next I said that since she was there to help with things her daughter couldn’t do around the house because of the surgery, that I could think of a few things depending upon how serious she was with her offer. She moved her hands down pulling the front of her robe open exposing her nude body to me asking if that answered my questions. I slid the robe off her shoulders and sucked a nipple into my mouth while my hand instinctively reached for her pussy. She quivered a little as I gently sucked and rubbed. I lifted my head and asked her if she would like me to show her what I had done with her daughter the other morning when she overheard us (and masturbated herself while listening to us fuck)? I pulled her into the bedroom and laid her down on the bed. I resumed sucking her nipple and caressing her pussy feeling her get wetter and wetter as I gently stroked her occasionally rubbing her clit sending a jolt through her body when I did. As I moved down to start licking her pussy, she seemed a little embarrassed when she asked what I was doing. I told her that I was going to do to her what I did to her daughter the other day. She said she had never had a guy perform oral sex on her before and she was nervous. I told her that her daughter and I had never experienced it before we started with each other and that we both really enjoyed it now. She reluctantly opened her legs and let me begin. I leaned in and inhaled her musky aroma deeply making my cock get a little harder just before I started to lick. I started off with some long slow, gentle licks before I moved to doing a brief tongue fucking session, followed by some clit sucking. She was biting her lip and trying to hold it all inside when I told her that it would feel even better if she stopped fighting it and just let it all out. Let herself go, moan, cry, scream whatever she felt, let it happen. She slowly opened up and started to moan a bit. Then she got a bit louder, and gradually even louder. Before she knew it she was screaming at the top of her lungs as she squirted her cum in my mouth. As she collapsed on the bed I slid up next to her and se saw my wet shiny face and apologized for peeing on me. I laughed a little and told her she didn’t know just how much she and her daughter were alike. I then explained that she hadn’t peed, she squirted, which told me that she had a strong orgasm which she enjoyed. She turned away as her face turned bright red. I told her not to worry, the first time her daughter had squirted in my mouth she thought the same thing, but I told her that this was definitely not pee, as it was much sweeter, and thicker. I said that the first few times I had tried licking her daughter that I had no idea what I was doing and I was surprised that we both continued allowing me to find out what pleased her enough to make her squirt for me. I explained that most of the time, she gets so horny that she needs my cock burred deep in her cunt that if she squirts, it’s all over my cock, not my face. I asked her is she was ready to continue “helping out” yet, and she said “YOU MEAN THERE’S MORE???” I chucked and said that it was Sunday morning and that I hadn’t cum yet, so of course there was more. She eagerly flung her legs wide open and said, “LET’s GET ON WITH THIS THEN!” I moved between her legs and rubbed my cock head over her slick pussy lips, then started to slide it up and down the full length of her wet pussy. She gasped and arched her back a little, so I moved my cock head to the opening of her pussy and slowly and as gently as possible started to push it in. I got a couple inches in and started to pull it back out when her eyes flew open. Yup, I dropped my face back to her pussy and started to lick some more. I only licked a little before I repositioned my cock back to the entrance to her pussy. This time, I slid in a little deeper than I had been before, and worked my way all the way in as slowly as we both would allow. Once I was all the way in she started to rock her hips and said that now she sees why her daughter loves to fuck my cock. My cock’s not too long, but it is thick and makes her feel so full and touches the parts of her she didn’t realize she had. I start to slowly pump my cock in and out of her pussy and realize just how much like her daughters it really feels. Next I slide my hand between us and start to massage her clit with my thumb as my cock is gently gliding in and out of her pussy. She starts to moan and thrash as she goes into another orgasm. After she calms down a bit, I slide out and lay beside her a little more. She slowly recovers and I begin to suck her nipple again, but this time I don’t touch her pussy, and she starts to lift her hips while I suck her nipple. I reposition myself again and slowly slide all the way into her. This time we gently rock as I’m slowly fucking her, and she is rejoicing in the feeling of my cock deep in her pussy. I start to pick up my pace a little and she feels my cock start to swell. She stares directly into my eyes and says, “That’s it. Give me your full load! I NEED it deep in my pussy! GIVE IT TO ME NOW!” and I unload spurt after spurt of my cum deep in her pussy and she quivers a little in another, much smaller, orgasm while I cum deep in her. We stay coupled as my cock begins to shrink, then I pull out and drop my face back to her pussy. I start sucking and licking her pussy for all I’m worth. She starts to buck on my face and rocks through another powerful orgasm. At which point, I then slide up beside her and we cuddle for a few minutes before she gently kisses me and licks a little of the mixture of our cum off my face. She lets out a heavy sigh and says that now she is really jealous of her daughter if she gets fucked like that regularly. I chuckle and tell her that we aren’t normally like that, but we do sometimes get there. We take a quick shower together and get dressed to go see my wife in the hospital again. If things go well, she’ll get to come home today. We spend the day at the hospital with my wife again but this time her mother seems a bit more quiet and that helps my wife relax more. Late in the afternoon, the doctor stops by and says that he’s afraid that my wife needs to spend another night in the hospital but that she will be able to go home on Monday. Thant evening as we head out, my MIL perks up a bit and asks “Do you think you’ll be needing some more help with things around the house this evening?” I smile and grab a handful of her ass as we walk to the car...

It was just past 2am on Saturday morning. I was in my room with just my TV on lying on my back with my semi hard cock in my right hand slowly stroking it. My sleep that night was haunted by the images of just some ours ago when my godmother jenny spread her legs wide apart so that I can get a good glimpse of her laced covered 50 year old pussy. I remember clearly how she stared at my 8inch cock as I freed it from my boxers and teased her with it till she welcomed me to enter her and fuck her for the first time after many years of lusting over her. As my hand moved up and down my shaft I could feel it hardening just from the thought of feeling my godmother’s surprisingly tight pussy clench my manhood as I shoved it deep inside her, over and over till I exploded deep into her mature and very sexy body. What I think got me even more excited was the fact that she wanted more of me the same way that I wanted her and I knew that there was so much more I wanted to do with her sexually before our time was up. Jenny was asleep in another room and the thought of her asleep in that very thin pajamas that I saw her put on after her shower was making my cock even harder and excited so then and there I decided ill go pay her a little visit. I didn’t go with anything in mind really but just wanted to see her body as she slept, we had a very full day before and very eventful night so I figured she would be asleep soundly and as I approached the doorway I could hear light snoring so I knew that she was. There was no door to that as I took it out for repair and hadn’t gotten around to putting it back up, there was only a thin curtain we put up to allow some sort of privacy. I stood at the doorway and moved aside the curtain and stepped into the semi lit room from the TV she fell asleep watching. This light was more than enough for me to get a proper view of jenny as she lay on her back with her head tilted away from me. She was in almost a starfish position with her legs slightly apart and arms off to the side as I approached the side of the bed. The sleepwear was a two piece set with the top having very thin straps and short bottoms, cotton I think. From my vantage point at the side of the bed I got a nice view of her 36c boobs as they lay somewhat flattened under her top. The side of her breast was clearly visible and it seemed as if it would fall out the arm hole soon and I could tell that her nipples weren’t too far from the edge of the top. This made my heart flutter a little as I didn’t get a chance earlier to see her topless and being the breast freak that I am I knew I had to see them now. Jenny lay close enough to the side of the bed for me to be able to attempt almost any sort of fondling without having to get on the bad so I knelt down and thought to myself that it would be fun to see how far I could get before she noticed or if she noticed at all. I then took my hand and gently passed it over the thin cloth covering her breast trying to feel for the nipple and soon enough I felt it about half inch from the edge of the top. I continued ever so lightly this action in an attempt to stimulate the nipple so it would get erect so I could have a bit more fun. I did this for some time with no success and figured it needed a bit more stimulation to get it hard so I eased my fingers under the pajama top and over the rough areola. Wow I thought to myself as almost immediately I could feel my godmother’s nipple stiffening and raising under my gentle caress. During all this I made sure to listen for any change in the rhythm of jenny’ breathing, as this was fun and I wanted to go further while she was in her sleep. The nipple was hard enough now where I could easily pinch it with two of my fingers and I did this for some time but soon enough I wanted more. So I eased the top up a bit to allow the breast to slide out past the point where the nipple would be exposed to the side. After this was done I bent forward a bit and placed my lips gently on her nipple. I then extended my tongue till it to came in touch with the hard nipple and I started to circle it and with no time wasted sucked down on it and released. I paused to make sure that my actions didn’t wake jenny before I continued the molestation of my godmother’s breast. I started to pop the nipple in and out of my mouth for a little while and added the occasional lick and flick with my skillful tongue and then the thought came to me that at 50 years old these were some really well kept boobs and I then felt honored to be interfering with them the way I was. At that time I decided that I would end this session as the thought of cumming all over her boob and leaving the semen for her to discover when she woke made me really excited. So I quietly stood up and took out my cock and started to stroke it over her. My nicely sized tool responded wonderfully as after only a few strokes it has at its hardest. I rocked my body forward a bit to get the tip of my cock to her nipple so as to give it a little rub and as soon as it made contact with her stiff nipple jenny’s snoring stopped and I froze in position she then started to turn her body on her side to face me. I stood perfectly still as she did this and waited as the light snoring started back up. This sudden change in position disappointed me as my plan to cum on her stimulated boob was gone but as I looked at her closer I realized that a new opportunity presented itself. Her mouth. As jenny lay on her side I noticed that her lips were slightly parted and I figured that I could get a little play rubbing the head of my cock on or even in her mouth a bit and who knows maybe she would sleep through me cumming on her face. That was my thinking as I began positioning my cock to her waiting mouth. Soon enough I could feel the tip of my head on her top lip and easily eased it past till it met her teeth. Both lips were on my head as I moved it slowly up and down across her mouth. The feeling was really electric and my heart rate picked up and I totally forget about checking her breathing as I closed my eyes and tried to hustle up my orgasm. It was here when I got the shock of the night and felt jenny’s lips quickly come off my cock head and her teeth clasp down on the shaft of my wood and then her lips quickly followed. My eyes popped open and instinctly I pulled back in shock. This caused her teeth to scrape my cock a bit but even with this she clamped down on it more causing me even more pain. I squinted my eye in pain as I noticed her looking up at me, her eyes were fixed on me and I couldn’t make out what was going through her mind. She kept my cock bitten place so I couldn’t move either way in or out. She stayed like this for about thirty seconds before she slowly closed her eyes and started rolling her warm tongue over my trapped head. Keeping her teeth in place she started licking and stabbing my swollen head with her tongue and I could relax now as I realized that she was taking over the session. Being the person that I am I started to apologize to jenny in case I had offended her in any way, I went on saying that I couldn’t sleep and how her boobs turned me on and all that when she released the bite for a second to say “Will you be quiet? I’m busy here!” I shut up immediately as she nodded at me and guided her mouth back on my cock without applying the teeth. She began gently sucking on my cock from the shaft and up to the tip of my head. Her mouth felt wonderful as she repeated this action for some time, she made sure and applied just the right amount of pressure as she sucked professionally on my dick. My eyes were closed again now as I enjoyed the intense feeling of jenny’s warm mouth slide along my shaft and head, I knew she was well skilled at this as she at no point needed to use her hand during this blowjob. I noticed that after a while her head moved a bit more as she tried to take more of my cock into her mouth with each stroke. My girlfriend tried to deep throat my cock but couldn’t do it due to her very easy gag reflex and I wondered if my mature relative could. Jenny had to open her mouth a bit more as she made her way further down my shaft and she would pause a bit when she got as far as she could go to allow her mouth to get used to the penetrating feeling. At this point I was doing my best not to allow the thought of cumming to enter my head as I needed to see if she could take it all in. I decided to help out the situation by meeting her downward movement with my own forward push, this was not well met as it caught her of guard and caused her to gag for the first time. After she recomposed herself her eyes shifted back to mine with that same stare from before and I felt as dumb as possible and whispered a meaningful ‘sorry’ and she just closed her eyes slowly and went back to what she was doing. She sucked at my wood at a faster rate now though and it was making it really hard for me to hold off my orgasm. I started moaning a lot as her mouth pumped down my ready to burst cock and then just as I was getting accustomed to the pace my dreams came through as I felt jenny’s hand reach around to my ass and she pulled me in firmly and went all the way down on my cock. I let out a loud groan as I looked down to see jenny’s lips pressing into my pubic region then she slowly eased back about halfway and then back down all the way. This was going to make me cum hard and I let her know that as she sucked hard on my entire shaft. Upon hearing my words jenny went onto bite back down on the base of my cock harder than before. This really hurt and almost made the cud go all the way back to my balls. ‘Ouch’ I said and with this she started scraping her way off my abused cock. When she got all the way off she looked at me and smiled then for the first time she moved off her side and sat up on the bed. She said nothing as she took my aching cock in her hand and stroked it twice; she then swung her body around on the bed and knelt facing away from me. Her hands reached for the waste of her shorts and she pulled them down past her ass up to her knees then leant forward into a doggie position. Jenny then spread her legs apart and placed her head on the bed causing her ass to stick out upward. Her pussy was totally accessible to me and without hesitation I placed my cock against it and rubbed up and down till I found the entrance. My cock eased in easily as she obviously was wet with arousal from sucking my cock and I felt the feelings of orgasm quickly well back up in my loins as I hit the furthest depths of her pussy. Looking down I could see that almost all of my wood was hidden inside her cunt as I held still for a few seconds, and then slowly pulled it back to thrust in again. As I withdrew I could feel the walls of her pussy causing the sweetest friction. I knew my girth was just the right enough as every thrust caused the same bit of friction without her doing anything to help it. I then took hold of her hips for my final assault and I guess she figured what was about to happen as she shuffled and dug her knees into the mattress. With this I started shoving my cock deep into her pussy drawing out loud moans and gasps every time as I hit her cervix with some force. I watched as my cock disappeared and reappeared out of this sweet older pussy over and over as deep powerful strokes hit home. I had to hold her firmly in place as I pounded her from behind. The room was filled with our fuck noises as our bodies smacked against each other. The fit was tighter from behind as jenny, my loving godmother; willingly received every thrust of my raging cock with pleasure filled moans and groans. ‘oooooh, oooooh, fuck it Kenny, FUCK ME’ came from her lips and that was all I needed to fire all cannons and pump wave after wave of hot semen deep into jenny’s pussy. As well it seems that the feeling of my cock pumping inside her semi tight cunt was enough to bring her to her orgasm as I felt her body tense up and start to jerk as I held on to her hips. My cock stayed deep inside pressing against her cervix as we both came. Jenny drew out the last of her orgasm by gyrating her hips and bumping her ass back and forward a few times. My cock began to soften a bit as I pulled it out of her and as soon as it was all out jenny rocked her body back into a sitting position with her ass just off the edge to allow my cum to ooze out. I stepped back and watched as drop after drop of white goo made its way to the tiled floor. When that was done jenny simply pulled her shorts back on and lay down on the bed, her breathing was heavy as she tried to return from the cloud she was just on. She then looked up at me and thanked me. She made me to understand that she hadn’t had an orgasm in a couple years and that I was doing a great job for her so far. With that I just replied ‘you’re welcome’. She smiled and rolled over to face away from me and said, ‘ill see the two of you in the morning’. With that I turned around and exited the room. I had just fucked my godmother for the second time and received an incredible blowjob as well, there was only one thing to do before the weekend was over to completely enjoy her body and that will be in part 3.

I awoke to the soft lyrics of my phone’s alarm, my eyes quickly realizing that I was in in my son’s room. Because of the few bottles of beer, Charles’ snoring was louder than usual last night, and by 3:30 I had given up altogether, sneaking into Chris’ for some shut eye. I had purposefully set the alarm for 7:45, just to make sure I woke up before my husband. I might’ve enjoyed cuckolding Charles by kissing and touching his son in front of him, but I didn’t quite want him to know Chris and I were doing far more than that. Besides, there was my daughter to worry about too. And as naïve as she is, it’d probably be hard to explain why mommy is leaving her brother’s room in nothing but a tank top and panties. However, getting out of bed was proving quite challenging. I was so warm and cozy lying next to Chris, sharing a comforting blanket between us. And the fact that his room was much smaller than my master bedroom, really helped preserve the heat from the cold February air outside. But after several minutes of further procrastination, I finally bit the bullet and got up in one quick motion. “Huh? Mom?” “Oh I’m sorry honey. I didn’t mean to wake you” I apologized. “Uggh, it’s okay” he responded, still half asleep. “Are we making pancakes now?” “Not yet, it’s only 7:45. Go back to sleep. I’ll wake you up in an hour or two!” “Are you sure?” My instincts told me to say “no, actually get up. Mommy wants to fool around!” but seeing the look of stupor on his face made me feel too guilty for the words those to come out. “Yeah, go back to sleep. I still have a few things I need to get done beforehand” “Thanks mom” he smiled, reaching out to delicately grab my hand, planting a soft kiss. I sneakily left like a one night stand from a college dorm room. And surprisingly, it was actually exciting because I had never actually experienced it before. The only difference of course was instead of wanting to avoid other students and neighbors, I was just trying to avoid my daughter and husband; so same thing really. There actually were a few chores I needed to do, which along with a yoga session, took up most of the early morning. By the time I wrapped, Jessie had woken up; carrying a backpack full of her new colored pencils and white paper, plopping herself down on the sofa in front of morning cartoons. Surprisingly, Chris followed her down just a few minutes later, saving me a trip upstairs. “Up already honey? I was just going to get you” I said, pulling out the ingredients we needed and laying them out on the kitchen counter. “Yeah. Jessie kinda woke me up” he answered, taking a glance over at his sister before approaching me for a morning kiss. “Should I just throw these in the laundry basket?” he asked, cradling my pair of pink running shorts. Only looking at them now did I remember slipping them off last night when I snuggled up against Chris in bed. “Why didn’t you just throw it in your own hamper honey? I would’ve gotten it later!” I giggled. “Well, just in case dad finds it” “You think your father would actually be kind enough to do laundry? I’m not sure he even knows how the machine works!” I laughed. “I mean just in case he goes snooping around. I don’t want him to think…you know –“ “that you’re fucking your mommy?!” I exclaimed, finishing his sentence. I hadn’t told Chris that his dad actually was snooping around, spying on us making out last night. Part of me was afraid that Chris would start to act differently while a much bigger part simply felt it was so much hotter if he didn’t know. It had been so fun using Chris to tease my husband that I wanted to do it again. “Or that I’m stealing your shorts to masturbate or something” he chuckled. “Mmm” I nodded sarcastically. “Because that would be much worse for him than finding out that his wife spent the evening fucking the brains out of her son!” “Pshh. With the way you’ve been acting I’m sure he’s already suspicious” he answered, once again showing how smart he is. “You think so?!” I grinned. He looked at me with slight astonishment, both surprised, yet at the same time, completely expecting my reaction. “Jeez mom, do you ever turn off?! I’m supposed to be the irresponsible teenager here!” he laughed. “Yeah, but because your weird and not, mommy gets to be!” I giggled, grabbing his shirt roughly and pulling him in for a deep kiss. “But I think you’re starting to like fooling around in front of your dad!” I giggled. “Eh. It’s – it’s more seeing how slutty you are that turns me on” he corrected. “Oh is that it, honey?! You like seeing mommy act slutty in front of your dad?” I asked, massaging the tent in sweatpants. “I mean that look in your eye whenever you use me to tease dad…it’s so hot!” I was facing my daughter, actually hoping she would turn her head towards the kitchen and see us; it wouldn’t exactly be the first either. Chris and I kissed so much in the house that Jessie had gotten used to it, not even blinking when she saw it anymore. But most of those were just short pecks, never lasting more than a few seconds. It was just that one time on vacation that she caught us making out. So naturally, I was curious to see how she’d react to seeing me and Chris straight up making out now. Because if she didn’t make a big deal out of it, then Chris and I could freely do so again in the future. But the idea was all for naught; Jessie was so immersed in her own activities to pay any attention elsewhere. “Did you want to fuck mommy before we start?” “Jessie’s right behind us” he answered with a smile, his eyes widening. “We can go somewhere else” “No. it’s okay” “You sure? How about a blowjob?” I loved how casual this question had become. It was as if I asked him if he wanted a snack. “Let’s just start with the pancakes. I’m actually pretty hungry” he smiled. That came as no surprise considering all the energy he used last night. Plus, all the “fluids” he had lost as well. “Sure!” I exclaimed. “Ok let’s start by sifting through the flour” I said. “Here, I’ll show you first. We just hold the sieve with one hand, and gently tap the side with the other” I demonstrated. “What’s the point of the sifter?” “It makes the flour much lighter; better for mixing things in. So if we’re making a cake or batter, it’s very necessary” I answered. Chris’ chuckling made me look up from what I was doing. “What’s so funny?” I smiled. “Nothing” he continued laughing. “You look so cute when you’re all serious!” I could feel the red rushing right to my cheeks! Chris must’ve picked up on it too. “Awww! Mom, your blushing!” he exclaimed. “Shush! Pay attention here! This is important!” I responded, but unable to hide my huge grin. “Yes Ma’am!” Chris joked, saluting me like a drill sergeant. “Is this how you act in school to with your teachers? It’s a miracle you’re as good of a student as you are!” “What can I say, I’m just that smart!” he said sarcastically. “Well mister. Let’s see how good your math skills are!” I shot back. “We’re making 10 flapjacks. I’ve written down the recipe for 4 on the counter. Now go adjust it!” “Yes!” he saluted again, making me laugh. I carefully watched as Chris did the next few steps of mixing in the sugar, salt and baking powder as the butter began melting on the griddle on the stove. “What’s next?” “Add in the butter, eggs, and milk” I instructed. “This is easy!” he proclaimed. “Relax honey, it’s just pancakes” I smiled, waiting for the batter to become smooth. “Is it done?” I asked, sticking a finger on the edge and tasting the mixture. “Mmm… nice and smooth” I moaned. “Want a sample?” Chris nodded, parting his lips. But instead of sticking my finger inside his waiting mouth, I playfully wiped it on his cheek. “Mom!” he exclaimed, not expecting it. I only responded by laughing deviously, sticking my tongue out to tease him more. “Oh it’s on!” he chuckled. He placed the bowl of batter down and scooped two fingerful himself, rushing after me. I made an attempt to run, but my positioning was awkward, caught in a corner. “Yes!” “Auggh!” I shrieked, laughing at the same time as I felt the pancake mix smear across my face. “How dare you?!” I asked, feigning anger. Quickly I pushed Chris out of the way and went for some more myself, but Chris was fast, hugging me from behind and grabbing hold of both my wrists. We laughed and giggled together, with me finally giving up and spinning around, kissing him hard on the lips. “mmm. If I knew cooking was going to be this fun, I would’ve signed up for it much earlier” Chris said licking my cheek to clean off the mess. “Then again, with you mom, I’m not sure how much we’d get done” “Oh, we would all starve and have to order take out every night!” I smiled, acknowledging how true his statement was. And as if to prove my point, I grabbed his right hand and moved it to my ass. While Chris noticed nothing out of the ordinary, I had more deceitful intentions. In our little struggle, he had gotten more white flour on his right hand, a hand that now had a palm full of my ass. I couldn’t be sure, but I was hoping, maybe even praying, that it would leave a nice little hand print on my black yoga pants for my husband to see when he came down. So as soon as I felt Chris give it a good squeeze, I slowly broke off our embrace, ensuring that he didn’t ruin the evidence. “Ready to cook now?” “Yeah” Chris nodded. With everything set up, cooking the actual pancakes was quite easy, just taking a little patience since we had so much batter. That turned out to be a surprising benefit. By the time we had three left, the aroma of the freshly cooked pancakes must’ve made their way upstairs, stirring my husband awake. He lumbered down just as we were finishing up, having all the signs of a typical hangover. And after taking one quick look at as us, poured himself a mug of coffee and took a seat in the living room Barcalounger. “Could you turn the volume down a bit sweetie?” I heard him ask. “Sweetie, are you hungry? Come over and have some breakfast” I shouted, seeing it as a good time get my husband alone. She came bolting over, but her smile quickly vanished upon seeing her brother by the stove. “Did you make these?” she asked condescendingly. “Yeah, extra special. Just for you!” Chris teased back, handing her a plate of 2 flapjacks. “Mom! Did Chris put something gross in my pancakes?” “Oh honey, stop teasing your sister!” I sighed. “And sweetie don’t be so gullible. They’re fine, mommy was watching him” “Not the entire time!” Chris joked, faking an evil laugh at his sister. “Oh my god!” I exclaimed with a smile, punching Chris on the arm. “Ow!” he shrieked. “Stop goofing around and finish up here” I said, leaving for the bathroom. I was in and out very fast, staying just to check that the evidence of Chris groping my ass was still there; it was. Upon seeing it, I instantly grinned, walking out the door towards the living room. “Breakfast is ready” I announced quietly, pretending to check up on the house plants I had on the TV counter. I made sure to take my time, ensuring that my husband wouldn’t miss it. Only when I felt it was long enough did I turn around. And right away I got all the confirmation I needed; Charles’ eyes instantly went up from looking at my waist to my face, mouth gaped open from shock. “You’re still here? Don’t want breakfast?” I asked. “You made pancakes?” “I made it with Chris” I answered, with just the smallest hint of a grin. “Something wrong?” I asked innocently, almost daring him to say something. “No” he managed to stammer out, leaving for the kitchen. Fuck that felt so good! Seeing the complete look of dismay on his face was so worth it! So after taking a few seconds to compose myself, I headed over to the breakfast table as well. “ha ha haha!” My daughter laughed. “Hmm?” I smiled, turning to look at her. “Mom, you have a handprint on your butt!” she giggled. “I do?” I said, playing along. I pretended to look embarrassed, shooting a glance at my husband. Charles was drinking his cup of coffee and didn’t respond. Meanwhile, Chris was looking straight down at his plate of food, cheeks blushing red, both men knowing who was responsible. “Oh…I guess we got a little messy when we cooked!” I said, laughing to play it off. “Did Chris do that?! Did he touch your butt mom?!” she pressed further, oblivious to all the tension between the rest of us. “I don’t know, maybe –“ “look there’s still flour on his hand!” she added, pointing at her brother. “Eww Chris! You touched mommy’s butt! I hope you did that after you finished cooking!” she teased. Chris was looking more and more uncomfortable, for once acting like his father, stuffing his mouth with a big bite of pancakes. “Okay that’s enough teasing! I’m sure he didn’t mean to!” I said, trying to save the situation. She grinned proudly at her brother, reveling that she one this exchange, leaving the rest of us to eat in awkward silence. “Whoa, sweetie where are you going?” “I’m finished. I’m going upstairs to draw more!” she announced, rushing off to grab her stuff and heading upstairs. The three of us sat and ate quietly at the kitchen counter. And while the tension between Chris and Charles was responsible for their silence, mine was because my mind was on other things; wondering how I could cuckold my husband even more. “Honey? After breakfast, you think you could give mommy a foot massage? I think I worked out a little too hard this morning and you’ve done such a good job before!” I smiled, turning to look at him. “yeah , sure! I’m just about done anyways!” Chris declared, pushing his half-eaten plate aside, just happy to escape the awkward table. “Great! Do you know where the bottle of-“ “massage oil? In the cupboard of the upstairs bathroom right? I’ll grab it!” he exclaimed, bolting out his seat. My husband was left at the table alone as I began migrating over to the living room. I was just praying that he would stay there until Chris got back, and the real teasing could begin! Luckily Chris was fast, taking just half a minute to race upstairs and return. I was already on the 3 person sofa, my back against the far end so that I could face my husband in the kitchen. Chris immediately took his seat on the other end, turned towards me so his back was to his father, and delicately grasped my feet in his palms. Just as he was about to put on the oil, he paused, slowly bringing my feet near his nose, and inhaled. “Uughh” he moaned, his body shuddering. “Did you not shower after your workout, mom?” he whispered. “mm-mm” I smiled, shaking my head no. “Does mommy’s feet stink? I bet they’re all covered in dried sweat!” I teased. Chris gulped, moving his head to the side as if he wanted to glance back at his father, but stopped well short. I could see the conundrum he had; on one hand he wanted to grab both my feet and shove my toes towards his nose, taking big long whiffs of it. But on the other, with his dad watching, he couldn’t be so bold. I was just grinning, waiting to see what would win; his brain or his penis! And like most teenage boys, the penis quickly prevailed. Chris held my feet together and lowered his head forward, moaning as he inhaled by stench. When he brought his head back up, he face looked like a drug addict that had finally got his fix after waiting for several hours. It made me so wet! After a few more whiffs from Chris, the actual massage started. He began gently, just softly rubbing the massage oil on first, coating both feet liberally. Once he felt satisfied, Chris started working my soles and the top part of my foot, soothing the muscles with his fingers. “Uuggh! That feels great honey!” I moaned softly. “Thanks mom” Chris smiled. “You don’t mind do you, honey? I hope mommy’s not interrupting your morning!” I asked sarcastically. “Oh, no it’s fine mom” “you sure?” I teased further. “yeah” he smiled. “besides mom, you know I’ll never say no to massaging your feet” he whispered. “Awww!” I exclaimed loudly. I wasn’t staring at my husband, but from my peripheral vison I could tell he was watching us closely. He was still pretending to read his paper as he ate, and although he lowered his head, it didn’t help disguise the fact that his eyes were looking towards us. And because our conversation level wasn’t too high, Charles was straining his neck trying to hear. “Do you like mommy’s pedicure? I just got it done recently” I asked sarcastically, at a louder volume. It was all for show. After all, Chris had been handpicking the color of my toes for months now. Almost like a puppy, he would wait restlessly at home for me to return from the salon, with a freshly painted set of toes to worship. “Yeah! This shade of red looks really nice, kinda like a ripe watermelon” he smiled, playing along. “You think so? How about you give it a lick and see if it tastes like one too!” I laughed playfully, pointing my right foot towards his mouth. Chris, surprising me, showed no hesitation, immediately sucking the big toe in his mouth and twirling his tongue around. I think the fact that I didn’t shower after my workout had a lot to do with how horny he was! “Ahhh! That tickles!” I giggled, making my voice sound extra flirty. Chris played along, abandoning his hand on my left foot and grabbing my right with both. Then, as if we were alone, began kissing and licking the rest of my toes, one by one. I responded by squirming like a little schoolgirl, as if I wanted to get free from his “tickling.” The whole time, I stared at Chris with a gigantic smile on my face. And in the background, I could see my husband sitting uneasily in his seat. It was like a car accident, where you want to look away but you can’t, that your eyes are just transfixed on the sight in front of you. My husband had the same look. And with Chris’ back blocking his view, he couldn’t actually tell if my feet really were in his son’s mouth or just in front of his face. Along with my laughs, I slowly added sensual moans. They were subtle, mixing in with the soft slurping and sucking noise from Chris’ lips. “So, what’s the verdict?” I giggled. “Or do you need more time?” “well…” he answered, letting his voice trail off as he began lick between my toes. Chris’ expression had changed from when we started. The playful smile had shifted to a much more passionate and lustful look. He was definitely enjoying himself fully now! Seeing the dark desires in Chris’ eyes, I flashed him a wicked grin. I moved my left foot, completely blocked from my husband’s view, right onto Chris’ crotch, rubbing smoothly on his cock. He responded by shifting his position, bringing his right knee up on the sofa, his body completely facing me now. I very quickly found the waistband of his sweats with my toes and pushed it lower, eventually freeing his cock. I have to admit, it was a little surprising to see Chris let me go this far, but I sure wasn’t going to complain! He must’ve found the whole scenario as hot as I did, and with us doing more and more in front of his dad without a response, Chris had gotten used to it too. Gently, I rubbed the head of his cock with the sole, smearing his pre-cum on the bottom of my foot. From there, I used my toes to play with his shaft, rubbing and stroking it gently. Chris’ attention never left my right foot though, as he caressed them more and more lewdly with his mouth. Charles on the other hand, had actually started leaning to his left, trying to create an angle where he could see what was really going on. He looked completely taken back by our boldness, yet couldn’t leave. Well if he wanted to see that badly, then might as well give him an eyeful! I so desperately wanted to push Chris back, making him lean enough so my husband could see the way I was teasing his son’s cock with my toes. But I knew that would be way too much. Charles might’ve been a wimp, but even he would react if he saw that. So instead, I decided on something else. “You look uncomfortable sitting like that honey? Let’s make it a little easier!” I smiled, putting his cock back into its hideout, and swinging both my legs to the floor. Before he could respond, I leaned forward and kissed him intensely on the mouth. Feeling confident from the fact that Charles had already seen us making out yesterday and said nothing, I kept my eyes closed, digging my tongue deep into Chris’ mouth, as my husband watched from the kitchen. “Why don’t you sit back honey” I ensured, gently turning Chris until he was sitting normally on the couch, facing towards the TV. Quickly, so I could hide his raging hard on, I placed both my feet across his legs as I returned to my own seat. Now, my husband had a clear view of everything. He was directly facing me still, and with Chris’ body no longer blocking his view, he could clearly see exactly where my feet were. Our eyes locked for a second, with me flashing him a grin and turning my attention back to Chris. “Honey, could you add some more oil? It seems to have dried up!” “Sure mom” Chris answered, completely under my control now. Charles was leaning forward on the table, his plate of breakfast and newspaper pushed aside, watching as his son slowly dripped massage oil on my feet and then joined them with his fingers. Immediately I moaned. Chris was so far under my spell that I’m not even sure if he remembered he had a father, much less that he was actually watching us. Taking advantage of this, I began subtly moving my left foot higher up. “Work on this one more honey! It’s a little sorer!” I smiled. Chris quickly obliged, and once his focus was there, I put my plan into action. Again, my other foot went to his crotch, but this time in plain view. Chris tried protesting and pulling away, but I pinched him hard on the thigh, letting him know who was in charge. I let it gently sit on Chris’ rock hard cock, with just a thin layer of sweats between us. And at the same time, my own hand went between my legs, fingers gently circling my pussy outside my shorts. Charles was so focused on Chris’ massaging hands that it forced me to rub more deliberately, emphasizing the motion on my crotch. At last, his eyes darted to the spot, bulged out in shock and immediately rushed up to meet mine. I had no expression on my face, just staring right back at him, daring him to come and do something. It was my way of saying “and you thought your son grabbing my ass was bad!” It wasn’t overly blatant; I wasn’t lewdly rubbing my hands in full circles as if I was alone, mostly just sliding my fingers up and down. Still, it should be more than enough for him to understand my intention. Yet Charles surprised me by staring back just as emotionless, not moving as well. So to take it to the next level, I slowly added more wrist movement, middle finger rubbing against my clit. Charles gulped. And as our stare down continued, I never stopped pleasuring myself or removed my foot from his son’s erection. The tension in the room was at its highest, everyone completely silent, save for the sound of the lubricating oil massaging my left foot. I had already made up my mind; I was not going to break. If he was going to continue watching, I would take it farther, slipping my hand down my shorts and fingering myself. From there, I would pull my left foot away from Chris’ hand, joining it with the other one on his crotch. And instead of just lying on top of his cock, I would methodically give his son a footjob through his sweats. And if Charles was determined to keep staring, I would- *Ring!* My thoughts were interrupted by my husband’s phone, immediately putting an end to our battle of wills. It took a few rings until Charles recognized what was going on, answering it and walking into the dining room, sliding the door shut. Instantly, I grabbed Chris, dragging him on top of me for a kiss. “Fuck me!” I commanded. “What?! No! Dad could –“ “Shut up and give mommy that cock!” I exclaimed, pushing his hands away from protecting his prized possession. “Mom, I want to too! Trust me!” he said, staring deep in my eyes. “But dad’ll be right back!” My head was scrambling, hardly able to make any rational decision. “Fine! Get that cock out! Mommy needs at least a taste!” I said, sounding possessed. This time Chris didn’t put much of a fight, and I had had his cock out and jammed all the way down my throat in seconds. “AUugghhh!!!” I moaned loudly, not caring if my husband were to walk back in and see us. Chris at least had the sensibility to grab a pillow and block the view from the kitchen if my husband were to return, all the while trying his best not to scream. But when I began to face fuck myself on his thick rod, he finally let out a moan of passion. “Fucckk!! Mom!! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna – OH Fuckkk!!” It had been months since he came this quick to a blowjob, catching me by complete surprise. He began shooting his load down my throat, causing me to choke and cough violently. But even still, I kept my mouth glued on his manhood, determined to milk him dry first. When I finally came up for air, my mouth was a mess; dripping with saliva and jizz. There were strands of it, hanging from my cheek to my neck. “Jesus mom! You look like a slut right now!” Chris exclaimed, frantically trying to grab tissue papers and wipe me clean. I was just laughing the entire time, without a care in the world. So of course, my husband’s timing was perfect, sliding open the dining room door and entering back into the kitchen. Chris had just managed to put his deflating cock away. “Jason called” he said, looking at me. “I invited him and another partner at the firm, Gary, over to watch an NBA game. They’ll be here sometime in the late afternoon though for drinks” I had a feeling that this was his way of sucking up to some of the other partners at his job as well as keeping my actions in check by introducing guests into the house; two birds with one stone. “And you’re telling me this now? I assume they’re staying for dinner” I asked in frustration, wiping off some of the leftover cum off my face. I don’t think he could tell from where he stood, but honestly I didn’t care. “Well you were busy last night, so…” he said sternly. “Oh right! I was” I answered with a grin, quickly changing my husband’s demeanor. “okay, I’ll fix something up” I said. “Thanks for the massage, honey! It really helped mommy out!” I smiled, bending down and kissing Chris again on the lips, and unbeknownst to my husband, slipped some of my son’s own cum back into his mouth. “As for now, I think I need a relaxing shower!” I giggled, walking in front of Charles and heading up the stairs. I grabbed my ipad and drew myself a warm bath, emerging myself in the relaxing water. Unfortunately, it did little to the burning demands my pussy still had, screaming to be filled. I wanted so bad to text Chris, telling him to come and fuck his mommy silly. But knowing it was impossible right now, I decided on the next best thing, grabbing my glass dildo and sending a video message over to my sister. “How’s it going slut?” I jokingly greeted. “Not bad. How about you? Fuck my nephew today?” Her deadpan delivery made me giggle, bringing a warming sensation through my body. “No, but I did give him a footjob in front of my husband” I said nonchalantly, embellishing the truth. Lily immediately grabbed her phone, staring at me in confusion. “What the fuck?!” she exclaimed. The entire screen shook as she moved around her apartment, finally sitting still again when she climbed onto her bed. “Are you serious? What the fuck happened?!” I laughed instantly, loving that I could still surprise her. “Ok, okay! It wasn’t a real footjob, Chris still had his sweats on. But I did touch him in front of his dad!” “Oh my god sis, you’re officially the biggest slut in the world!” she exclaimed. “Did he- when did – how’d it start?” she finally managed to ask. “Well you know how I told you that Chris and I have been kissing in front of Charles?” “Yeah?” “Well this morning, since I didn’t get the chance to fuck Chris, I was feeling…adventurous” “And Charles what, just stood there?!” she asked in shock. “What’s he gonna do? His promotion is being announced in a week I think. Considering what he does, what do you thinks gonna happen if his company finds out that his perfect little family image is a complete lie; that his wife is fucking her own son because Charles himself is sleeping around with his 23 year old secretary?” I answered defiantly. “I mean, I guess that makes sense” Lily stammered. “So…he knows about you two?” “He knows I’m purposefully flirting with Chris. And after today, he knows that kissing might not be the only thing I’m open to with my son” I giggled. “but he doesn’t know we’re fucking” “Oh, and I forgot to tell you. He was actually spying on me yesterday!” “What, really?!” Lily exclaimed. “Yeah. Last night he was pretending to take a shower while actually peeking out from the bathroom, watching what I was doing!” ‘Oh my god! So what’d you do?” I grinned right away. “Well I pretended not to notice. And then, I uh…invited Chris over to help me “fix” something” I smiled. “We ended up making out for about a minute or so” “Wait, like make out make out?! Like the way I caught you two do it?!” ‘Mhm” I giggled. “I even pulled Chris down to my neck and had him nearly give me a hickey.” As the conversation began to heat up, I quietly slid the glass dildo in my pussy, trying to sound discrete. But the ripples of the bath water were betraying me. “What is that? That sound?” “What sound?” I feigned ignorance. “Oh my god, are you fucking yourself right now?!” I burst out laughing, pulling my glass dildo out of the water and showing it to the camera. “I guess I’m not the only one!” my sister giggled, tilting the camera down and lifting the covers to show her own fingers jammed in her pussy. “my, my Lily? Are you pleasuring yourself to the thought of your sister and nephew? What a naughty girl!” I joked. “Yeah I’m the naughty one!” she shot back. “I’m surprised Chris isn’t there with you, slamming into your pussy as we talk” “I wish!” “Same!” Lily giggled. “Yeah?” I asked in excitement. My mind instantly raced to when that was a reality and I was dying to see it again. I had enjoyed our threesome before, but to be honest, it was almost hotter just sitting next to them, watching as my son made my sister scream in ecstasy. “uh-huh! I miss that cock of his…especially after how much training you’ve put it through!” “why don’t you come up and visit. I’m sure your nephew will be excited!” I giggled, trying to hide my own excitement. “What about Charles? Isn’t he going to be there?” “Mostly no. He’s been home late these last few weeks, usually coming back already eaten dinner with a certain, womanly fragrance on him. Plus he’ll be traveling more, that’s for sure” “I’ve been meaning to ask you. What…what’s the situation like with you and him? Cuz you said he knows that you know about his affair, right?” “Well I never deliberately said it aloud, so he’s never openly admitted it either. But…there’s been enough clues from me that he knows I’m aware” “So…are you two-“ “getting divorced? No. I mean its not like it’s a super bad deal for him now” I said. Lily responded with a perplexed look, not sure what I meant. “I mean all he cares about right now is getting that promotion. And recently, I see why. His job is basically going to be socializing with clients- taking them to dinner, golfing, or clubs; making sure they have a good time before talking about business. And with that blond bimbo by his side, he’s got something to show off and play around with when he wants” I answered. “He’s probably been dreaming of a life like that ever since he was a small pimply teenager” I scoffed. My sister was slowly nodding her head. “If we were to get divorced, it would jeopardize his job already, so there’s no way he would even think about calling out me and Chris publicly. So in that regard, he’d actually be paying us alimony anyways. Then there’s telling his parents…and it just gets really messy. As it is now, its much better for him. He keeps the image of a good father and husband to his company, can happily drink and party with his clients, and no longer fears me finding out about his affair” “huh” “yeah, like honestly, I know I’ve done something that’s terrible and unforgivable, but he’s not getting the short end of the stick. Yes, I’ve completely abandoned our marriage vows, but he did the same long before me” “Anyways, enough about that, how’s your own boy-toy” I asked. “He’s learning” she nodded, making us both giggle. “He’s still young so just good, but not great in bed yet, but there’s time.” “So not as good as Chris, huh?” I teased. “maybe not, but the sex is undoubtedly hotter. You have no idea how it feels to be fucking a boy. I mean a boy, he’s younger than Chris!” she exclaimed. “Yeah, tell me more?” I laughed, playing with myself again. “Well he’s not the only one. You know my bitchy boss?” I nodded yes. “Well I kinda made her son my personal little sex slave for a few days and then from there…let’s just say I’ve experimented elsewhere, to varying degrees” she laughed. “and you call me a slut?! How many virginities have you taken!” “not that many! Most of them I just make out with or let them feel me up!” she added. “God, some of them were so naïve that just kissing me had them wetting their pants!” “Sounds hot! And makes me feel bad for not starting things with Chris when he was a little younger!” “Oh please, Sis! With how much you demand from his cock, I’d be surprised if it still works in a year or two much less starting earlier!” she joked. “Oh, no worries there! My son’s an absolute stud in the bedroom. He puts his father to complete shame!” I proudly proclaimed. “Oh my god, I can’t believe this is how you talk now! If I heard these words come out of your mouth just a year ago, I would’ve checked you into a psychiatric hospital for testing!” “What?! It’s the truth and you know it!” I exclaimed. “I’m absolutely obsessed with his cock! Using it whenever I want, however I want!” “You’re getting me excited too!” my sister laughed. “So, come on up! I promise Chris’ll give you a proper fucking!” “Oh that sounds hot! Ok let’s do it!” “Great! Charles will be gone for a meeting sometime in the next week after his promotion. I”ll figure out the details and let you know when” “A meeting or a “meeting?”” “who cares? He can fuck his secretary all he wants, as long as I’m getting the same with his son!” “Ok, okay! You convinced me! Should it be just for a long weekend then?” “Can you get off longer than that? Whatever it is, we can figure it out later!” “Fuck! My pussy is dripping just thinking about it!” “Should I let you go then?” I giggled. “Yeah, we can talk tomorrow. I’m gonna go find Timmy and have him eat me out for the next hour! Bye slut!” I always loved talking to my sister. It’s just that now the subjects have changed, that’s all. I fought over telling Chris or not, but settled on waiting for another night to spring the good news. There were still some motherly errands and work I needed to complete before Charles’ guests arrived. While I was busy cleaning the house, Charles was on his laptop most of the day, looking over basketball articles and stats. I found it a little odd until I realized that he was basically cramming for an exam, trying to look “educated’ on the subject for when his co-workers arrived. Just seeing his concentration only reconfirmed how much he wanted this promotion. “You don’t have to get dressed up or anything. They’re just coming over for the game, nothing formal” my husband said, looking over at the attire I had on. I giggled. “Actually, I have to go drop Jessie off. And the last thing I need is those mothers gossiping and judging her because I showed up in sweats” “I’m sure you can imagine what a nasty rumor can do to a reputation” I grinned at him. “I’ll wait downstairs. They should be here soon” he mumbled, not wanting to continue this conversation. After being satisfied with the result in the mirror, I left for my daughter’s room. “Hey sweetheart, do you have everything you need for your sleepover“ “mom! You should knock first!” she pouted. “Sorry!” I apologized, forgetting her newfound desire for privacy. But as for getting dressed, I didn’t have to worry too much. Jessie already had most of her outfit done just lacking her socks and shoes, reminding me that I needed to pick a pair myself out. “I’ll leave you to it then, young lady” I smiled. With those two occupied, I decided to go check up on Chris, hoping for a little fun before I had to leave. “How’s it going honey?” I greeted. “Oh. Hey mom” he answered, turning around form a desk full of books. “Oh you’re going out?” I had on a simple white blouse and a black pencil skirt that went just below the knee, along with matching black stockings. It wasn’t anything over the top, but I guess still noticeably different from my usual outfit at home. “Yeah, I have to go drop off your sister. Does mommy look good?” I teased. “Of course! You look like a sexy lawyer, mom” he smiled, hugging and kissing me. “Really?!” I grinned. “Because mommy’s head’s filled with all types of illegal thoughts!” I smirked. I was still horny from earlier in the morning. “Should mommy take off her panties?” I joked. Chris didn’t answer and just made a light chuckle at my joke. His hands however did reach for my ass, feeling me up over my skirt. “Mom, I’m ready to - Blah!” My daughter joked, making a vial face when she saw us kissing. In my own haste I had forgotten to close the door, marking the second time my daughter caught us making out. “Are you going to touch mom’s butt again?!” she said bantering with her brother. To keep it playful, I smiled right at Jessie, rotating my hips to show that her brother’s hand was already there. “Eww! Mom! You’re letting him touch your butt!” she laughed. “So? Maybe your brother likes it?!” I said, blowing a raspberry at her. “Do you Chris?! Do you like touching mom’s butt?!” “uh –“ he hesitated, leaving all the opening my daughter needed. “You do! You do!” she exclaimed. “That’s gross Chris!” “Well mommy likes when your brother does it” I said, smiling at Chris. But before my daughter could ask too many questions, I quickly changed the subject. “Are you ready to go?” “Yeah” “Ok sweetie, why don’t you go wait downstairs for a bit while mommy picks out a pair of shoes” “Is Chris going to help?!” she teased. “maybe!” I smiled, walking over to her and booping her nose. “Now go wait downstairs, mommy’ll be there very soon” Jessie rolled her eyes but followed my instructions, grabbed her backpack and sleeping bag, heading downstairs. “Come on honey, let’s go pick out mommy a pair of heels!” I exclaimed, grabbing him and heading to my bedroom. I tried a few on for Chris, modeling them for him. In the meantime, I could hear from the laughter downstairs that Charles’ guests had arrived. “Don’t just stare at my feet honey! Which one?!” I giggled, seeing that familiar look of lust in his eyes. “Sorry, mom. My mind keeps going elsewhere” he chuckled. “I think the pair you tried on before is the best” “These?” I said, holding them up. “Yeah. Nice and open to show off your pedicure, and not too high, the white matches your blouse too” “Aww! How thoughtful!” I giggled, giving him a kiss. “Want to help mommy put them on?” “What about -“ “it’s alright” I smirked, taking a seat on the ottoman seat. “I don’t know mom. I don’t think we should. Dad’s friends are here, I think” he chuckled. Despite his words, he did drop to one knee, carefully slipping my feet into the heels and buckling them tightly around my ankle. But as he got up, I quickly pulled him against my body, planting a deep kiss on his lips. “Can you taste the flavor of mommy’s lipstick?” I teased. “I’m gonna need more sampling” he shot back with a smile, pulling my left leg up, against his hip. “mmm. Cherry” he answered, his hand sliding up and down my stocking covered thighs. It didn’t take long until his palm found my ass again, kneading the flesh as his fingertips snuck underneath my panties. I could feel him digging into my crack, his middle finger quickly finding my asshole as he slid the first two inches inside. “Oh, is that what my baby boy wants” I giggled. “Do you want to fuck mommy’s ass before I leave?!” “I’d love to, but there’s not enough time” he panted. “Okay then, but let’s at least take care of that bulge in your pants” I giggled. “I’m sure you wouldn’t want to walk downstairs with that thing!” Not giving Chris much of an option, I instantly dropped to my knees, getting his cock out of his sweats in seconds. And true to my word, I didn’t look to tease or edge Chris, not this time, going straight for deepthroating. “Auuggh!” he exclaimed, his body convulsing from the pleasure my mouth brought him. “Fuck, mom!” It was only hearing Chris’ attempt to be quiet that I remembered my husband was still waiting downstairs for us to leave, no doubt fearing that his guests would see something they shouldn’t. And as if he read my mind, he began climbing up the stairs. I could tell from the squeaking of the hardwood that Charles was being deliberately slow. I don’t know if it was to give us ample warning to stop what we were doing or if he himself had no desire to catch us doing something he didn’t want to see. Regardless, it allowed plenty of time for Chris and I to cover ourselves backup, with me stuffing Chris’ erection back into his pants. But just as Chris thought I was done and was about to walk out the closet, I surprised him by embracing him with another hug and kiss. Even as the sound of his father’s footsteps came into the bedroom, I stood my ground defiantly. “Are you done Jen?” Charles asked, glaring at me. There was no hint of surprise in his voice. Not this time. He undoubtedly knew that we would be making out and was probably hoping that the sternness of his words, combined with his head on approach, would deter us. Sorry, but not good enough. I made him wait for a few seconds longer, continuing to moan into Chris’ mouth. And since he already knew, I had no intention of moving Chris’ hand from the top of my ass, leaving it there for my husband to see. “Thanks for helping mommy pick out some shoes!” I smiled at Chris. “Why don’t you get back to your schoolwork, I’ll come and bring you a snack after dropping off your sister!” Chris nodded his head before quietly walking past his father and exiting the closet. With just the two of us again, I could feel the tension building. There was no doubt in my mind that I had definitely pushed it too far. But at the same time, that was always my intention. It not only tuned me on cuckolding my husband, but it was also humorous; with his guests downstairs, how much humiliation could he take before popping. “What?!” I asked rhetorically. “I thought you asked me to behave in front of your co-workers. You didn’t say anything about before” I grinned. With my husband’s attention focused on me, I casually began fixing my skirt and stockings, hoping that it would fill his thoughts with horror images of his son’s hands roaming up and down my body. I wanted him to envision Chris groping my ass freely, all while I whispered sweet words of encouragement. The two of us slowly descended the stairs, and by the time we got to the bottom, were completely in sync, ready to fool anyone as a happy couple. “Oh hello! I’m Charles wife, Jenny! Nice to meet you both!” I exclaimed with a huge fake smile. Right away I could tell both of them were staring at me, their eyes filled with lustful intentions. And despite the fact that I had started getting used to these looks from other men, it was still surprising seeing it in my own home. Jason’s eyes were slightly more acceptable, marveling at the beauty of my face and smile. His older friend Gary on the other hand was gawking at my legs and the hem of my skirt; imagining what I’d look like without them. I had intended to give both men a polite hug, but seeing their hungry eyes grossed me out too much, and I settle for handshakes instead. “And I was wondering where Jessie got her beauty from! Will you be joining us tonight?” Gary asked. “Oh, no! I’m afraid I’m not much of a basketball fan” I responded. “I have to drop off my daughter for a sleepover anyways and then start dinner. Make yourself comfortable!” I smiled. “Ok, see you in a bit dear” my husband said. And in an act that completely surprised me, Charles leaned over and planted a big kiss on my mouth. It wasn’t too long or anything, but had caught me completely off guard. And when he broke it off, I could see the slight smirk on his face. I guess this was his way of getting back at me, now testing if I would do anything about it. I responded with a stone cold expression and glare, holding it there for a few seconds. Slowly, that grin on Charles’ face began to disappear, his mind fully realizing the monumental fuck up he just made. I still had no idea how I was going to punish him, but all the rage building inside was easily going to make it happen. “Well have fun. I’ll be back in a bit to make dinner” I said, staring right at my husband, threatening him with my eyes. He quickly looked away, ushering his guests into the living room sofa while I gathered Jessie and left for the garage. “That fucking pig! I can’t believe he just kissed me!” I fumed to myself. “Mom – mom!” “Huh?” I asked, taking a second to register her question. “Mom, how come you have to get dressed up to drop me off?” “Oh” I said. “Well, you know how you want to look good in front of your friends? Not wear anything with princesses or flowers on them?” I said, half-teasing the fact that she wanted to dress more like a grown-up now. “mhm” she nodded. “Well I’m doing the same for when I meet Tina’s parents and the other mom’s that are dropping off your friends” “oh! I get it!” she smiled, buckling herself up in the car. “Yeah, good sweetie! You wouldn’t want me to wear just sweats when I drop you off, do you? Then the other girls will tease you about it!” “hmm. Yeah! Thanks mom!” she exclaimed. I looked over at her, relieved that her aptitude for conversation was helping me cool my head off. “So, is that why Chris helped you pick out shoes? So you’ll look good?” “Exactly!” I said, happy to spin it in a positive way. “Your brother’s really popular with the girls so his eye for fashion is good!” I added. It was half true I suppose; Chris didn’t have much of a fashion sense but remembering the way the cheerleader the other night looked at him, he probably wouldn’t do too badly with the ladies at school if he was interested. “Yeah” Jessie sighed. “What?” I asked, confused. “What do you mean by that sweetie?” “Oh, just that one of my friends thinks he’s cute. Don’t tell him though!” she quickly said. “Really?!” I giggled. “What about you sweetie?!” I grinned brightly, looking over at her. “EWw, no! Chris’ is a dork!” she laughed. “Yes! Mommy agrees!” I laughed loudly. “Your brother is very much a dork!” The two of us enjoyed a rare moment together as girls, and not just mother/daughter. “Mom, do you really like it when Chris touches your butt?” she asked curiously. “or were you just teasing me!” “no, mommy likes it” I said, unable to hide a smile. “Really? Why?” “Well…remember how you were little and you liked mommy massaging your ears when you were scared of thunderstorms. And then it would make you feel calmer and better?” “You mean it’s like that?!” “sort of” I giggled. “But how come you guys kiss too?” This was the first time she had really started to ask these questions. Maybe it had to with her age and growing up, or maybe it was just simply because of the laugh we shared opened her up more. “I kiss you too, sweetie!” I said, hoping it would satisfy her. But as expected, Jessie was stubborn and pressed forward. “It’s not the same mom! You and Chris kiss like people in the movies do!” “Well that’s because your brother’s a good kisser” I smiled, trying to act normal. “Just like how sometimes mommy wants a hug from you, sometimes mommy will want kisses with your brother” “But you never kiss dad like that?” “That’s because” I whispered, motioning her to lean closer. “Daddy’s a bad kisser!” Jessie instantly burst out laughing. “Really?” “Mhm!” I nodded. “Your brother’s much better at it!” Jessie continued to giggled, too naïve and innocent to find the situation anything more than just funny; completely missing the possibility that something was very wrong with what I said. “But just remember never to bring it up in front of daddy” I winked. “Why?” “Because he doesn’t like getting reminded that he’s a bad kisser. It’s embarrassing for him!” “Okay!” she laughed. The rest of the car ride over was short but equally joyous, with the conversation quickly turning towards what she and her friends had planned for the evening. Before we knew it, we had arrived at her friend’s house. I made a few minutes of small talk as I dropped Jessie off but to be honest, my mind was still going back on my husband; or more specifically, how to get back at him. Because if he honestly thought that I wouldn’t cause a scene or do anything outlandish on the account of his guests, then he severely underestimated how far I’ve come! The entire drive back home was just my mind filling up with ways of teasing him; me inviting Chris down for dinner only to grab his collar and suck on my son’s lips and tongue in front of everyone. Or casually mention how his “mistress” had called and wanted to know if he was free tomorrow. I had wanted to slowly reveal to Charles what Chris and I were up to, but seeing how he thought he could push back against me, maybe I should speed it up a bit. No, I won’t let him know every little secret, but at least enough to shock and suppress his newfound “confidence.” If seeing his son massage my feet while I subtly masturbated wasn’t enough, thank maybe he needed to see more! When I got home, I went directly upstairs, not even saying hello again, my mind set on vengeance. I immediately headed for my closet, scanning for what outfit would fit best. Part of me wanted to dress extra slutty, but knew I couldn’t go overboard. I wanted to embarrass Charles, not exactly seduce his co-workers. In the end, I settled for a pair of very tight black leggings and extra small T-shirt. Beneath the leggings, I made sure to wear a white G string, knowing full well that it would show whenever I bent over. Additionally, the leggings were skintight, showing off the perfect curves of my ass and legs. Beneath my T-shirt, I went with a silk bra. I knew for a fact that if I ever got “excited”, neither the fabric of the bra or the T-shirt would do anything to hide my perky nipples. I confidently descended the steps and turned the corner, heading for the kitchen. Within seconds, the boisterous atmosphere of the living room died down a notch. I made sure not to directly look, pretending to be busy washing some vegetables by the sink, but from the corner of my eye I could see them; all three men were looking in my direction, no doubt stunned at the outfit I had on. Once I felt they had enough of a preview, I decided to take the next step, heading towards the living room. “I apologize but there’s not much time to cook a proper meal, so I hope some simple Italian pasta will be okay” I smiled. I slowly bent forward, carefully gathering together the empty bottles of beer on the coffee table. Since my T-shirt didn’t leave enough of a gap to show any cleavage, I would have to make up with it on the other end. So gradually, I maneuvered myself around the couch area, cleaning up the table as I bent over. I made sure that both Jason and Gary each got a good look at my luscious ass, teasing their eyes just long enough without making it look intentional. And just to make sure my husband knew this was on purpose, I gave him a devilish grin as I passed by him. He gulped, taking a big exhale of breath. “Well guys, is that okay?” I asked again, standing in front of them. “Yeah. Yeah, sure” Jason nodded. “Pasta’s fine with me too” said Gary, unable to hide his lecherous grin. “Great! Let me know if you guys need anything and I’ll come bring it to you!” I smiled, leaving back to the kitchen. Slowly, the three of them started conversing again, trying to act as if they weren’t all staring at my ass. Every few minutes or so, my eyes would turn towards my husband, watching him squirm in his seat, terrified of what I would do next. Over the next half hour, I quickly whipped up a Caesar salad and shrimp Alfredo with freshly boiled linguini pasta, enough to serve five before calling Chris down for dinner. As soon as he stepped into the kitchen, he gave me the same look as the other men. “Jenny, do you need any –“ “No, go ahead and take your seat at the dining table! What kind of host would I be if I let you help!” I smiled. “Chris, do you mind helping mommy set the table?” I smiled. Before he could answer, I moved in, planting a soft, gentle kiss on my son’s lips. Charles’ heart nearly leapt out of his chest, terrified that I would let it linger. But luckily I still had enough reason to know not to, breaking it off after a quick smooch. And as soon as I did, I smirked at my husband again, just leaving a friendly reminder that I could destroy his career at any second if I wished to. “Sure…sure mom” Chris managed to mutter out, quickly grabbing the bowl of pasta and looking straight down, not making eye contact with anyone else. I on the other hand, proudly kept my chin up, smiling at both guests as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Jason and Gary both quickly nodded their heads awkwardly and followed Chris into the dining room. Normally, Chris and I would sit on the same side, him on my left. But with our guests present, it just so happened that we sat directly across each other, with Jason across from Gary, and my husband at the head of the table. I hadn’t noticed before, but now so close together, it was quite clear that the men hadn’t exactly held off on the alcohol. While none of them seemed drunk, that familiar pungent smell of beer was easily noticeable. Fortunately, it came with the caveat that conversation was much smoother. Gary seemed to carry the brunt of it, with the rest of us adults chiming in from time to time depending on the topic. And although I hadn’t intended to, I was really getting turn on. Most of it was from kissing Chris in front of my husband’s co-workers, but some of it, as much as I didn’t want to admit, was from me teasing them with my outfit. It wasn’t even anything too sexual, no flashing of my legs or cleavage. But still, just knowing that both these men, married men I should add, were taking glances at me made me feel hot. I had zero intention of reciprocating any of this attention of course, yet, the effect it was having between my legs was undeniable; I felt so fucking slutty teasing them like this! Soon, when the conversation turned towards sports, occupying all three of their attention, mine turned towards Chris. With what happened this morning still so fresh in my memory, I gently, without giving anything away, lifted my right foot up and extended it forward, onto his lap. Chris, who was minding his own business, eating his pasta, all of a sudden twitched in his seat, his eyes rising immediately to meet mine. I flashed him a devilish grin back, doing my best to cover it with my glass of wine. He immediately took a look to his right, seeing everyone else temporarily preoccupied to pay attention to us before exhaling a sigh of relief. Afraid that he would slap my foot away, I hastily pushed it forward more, pressing my toes against his groin. Through his sweats, I could feel that his cock wasn’t hard yet, my play toy still sleeping; but that would easily change. Even as Chris fidgeted in his seat, I continued, gently massaging his crouch until I felt his cock beginning to harden. Having done this a few times already, I knew it would only be a few more seconds before he submitted to my will and cooperated. And to help it along, whenever Chris’ eyes came back to me, I made sure to look extra sexy, extending my tongue out sexily as I ate my noodles. Even with my salad, I made sure to seductively lick off the creamy, white ranch dressing from my fork. It didn’t take long before Chris’ libido won, too turned on from watching me. He sneakily dropped his left hand below the table, taking a hold of my foot. I grinned wickedly at him, tongue slowly circling my lips to clean off any alfredo sauce. He started by just putting more pressure on his cock, fingers sliding in between my toes at the same time. To compliment him, I slid further forward on my seat, allowing my toes to reach the waistband of his sweats. Chris knew what I wanted and instantly complied, quietly snaking his hard cock out in the open so my foot could finally play with my prize. Immediately, I felt the moistness of his pre-cum on my sole, nearly making me gasp with joy. “Ah speaking of which, Chris do you play any?” Jason asked all of a sudden, causing all their eyes to turn on him. He sat silently for a second, unable to respond. I’m pretty sure if Chris was to open his mouth, the only sound that would come out would be a moan! “Any sports?” Jason clarified. “Not really” he stammered out. I gave him a second of relaxation before my foot moved again, wiping up and down the shaft of his cock. “Mmm” Chris moaned instinctively, leaning forward on his seat. He gave a few fake coughs, pretending as if he choked on something. “Are you okay honey?” I asked innocently, my face full of concern. “Yeah, yeah. I’m fi - NE!” he moaned again, reacting to the feeling of my left foot on his cock. My entire seat was scooted as close to the table as possible, allowing one set of toes to feel his shaft while the other massaged the head of his cock. “Are you sure, honey?!” I asked further, without any hindrance to the footjob I was giving under the table. Chris took a big drink of water, trying to cool himself off and look normal. “mhm” he mumbled. “Well uh, so no basketball or football or anything like that?” Jason asked again. Chris shook his head no again, face looking blatantly uncomfortable. “Yeah, it’s not for everyone “he nodded. “Some kids don’t have the body or stamina for it. But some are like my son Jackson, starting wide receiver for the high school team and co-captain of volleyball too” he said, rather smugly. I responded with a fake smile. “That’s great for him! Our Chris is more academic focused and always does well with his grades” I said, speaking up for Chris, since he was a little “preoccupied.” “Yes of course, that’s important. But there’s a unique feeling of hearing your peers chant your name that doesn’t come along often” Jason insisted. “hmm I see” I nodded, trying to bite my tongue from lashing out too much. Unfortunately, or maybe luckily, depending on how you look at it, the brewing anger from Jason’s boasting was causing me to be more physical with Chris’ cock. I had nestled it between the arches of my feet, pumping them up and down to the best of my ability. It was far from the best I could do because of the awkward positioning, but given the circumstance, was having the same intended effect. Chris’ left hand, still under the table, was helping me, trying to increase the sensation on his cock. On my soles, I could feel more of his pre-cum had leaked out of his cockhead, lubing up my skin. Meanwhile above the table, Chris’ right hand held a bite of pasta on his fork. He had been trying to consume it, but for a full minute now, every time he tried opening his mouth to take in his food, he quickly closed it back up, fearing that a moan would escape instead! “Well Chris is still young, so there’ll be time for that later in high school if he chooses” I said proudly. “Mmm, that might be difficult, Most of the star players like my son were already on the team as a freshman” he scoffed. “But hey, you never know for sure. I suppose it’s possible he could in the future” I glared at Jason, while trying to still maintain a smile. But when he returned my expression with another smug look, I knew I had to go get some air or risk berating him on the spot. Calmly, I removed my feet from Chris’ cock, sitting upright on my seat again. “Would anyone like some coffee?” I asked. “Ah yeah, I’ll have a cup. Still some time before the game starts anyways” Jason said, getting more comfortable in his seat. “I’ll just get everyone some!” I smiled, happy to leave the table. “honey, could you help me in the kitchen?” “mhm” Chris nodded, excusing himself from the table. Understandably, it took a second for him to move, but as Chris stood up, I was surprised to see that his hard on disappeared. “Did he cum after I removed my feet? No way he could’ve cleaned it up so nicely?” I thought. Although confused, I quietly left the room and stepped into the kitchen, taking a big breath of fresh air to soothe my anger. But just seconds later, Chris barely had the door closed before I grabbed him by collar of his shirt, smashing my lips against his. “Oooh! Mommy was wondering where you hid this!” I giggled, realizing that he had tucked his cock upwards, letting the waistband of his sweats hide it. Like I expected, there was no complaining from Chris, not after all the cockteasing I had just done with my feet minutes ago. He kissed me lustfully, one hand running through the curls of my hair, while the other roughly groped my tits. “Fuck, mom you look so sexy!” he panted. “Yeah? You like seeing mommy dress this slutty in front of company?!” “uh huh! I didn’t at first but…I dunno, then I started finding it hot” he answered honestly. “Is that why you let mommy’s feet play with your cock?” I asked sultrily, my hand massaging his cock from outside his sweats. “You enjoy seeing mommy embarrass your dad like that, don’t you, you naughty boy?!” “Yes – no! I mean, I like seeing how slutty you were mom!” he moaned. Fuck, that felt so hot to hear! Weeks of using him to cuckold my husband was finally starting to have an effect on Chris too! The knowledge made me kiss Chris back even harder, our lips and tongue sliding all over each other. Soon, our moans were getting louder, enough to be heard a room away. The only thing stopping them from hearing it was their own loud conversation. Still, when another minute passed without me returning, my husband decided to check up on us. “I’m just gonna use the bathroom” I heard him say. “Really?! Now?!” Charles asked angrily, glaring at me when the door was fully closed behind him. He was trying to keep his voice low, not wanting to stir up any commotion. “Why not now?” I smirked, pushing Chris’ head to suck and lick my neck. Chris had managed to move his hand from my tits to my waist, just before his dad walked in. But when he tried to pull his hand away further, I stopped him, holding his wrist still and palming his hand, telling him to feel up my waist and sides. I was so fucking turned on! Forcing my husband to watch his son grope his wife while his co-workers were in the other room talking felt amazing! “I thought you were keeping them– Oh!” I giggled, feeling Chris tickle me a bit from his roaming hand. Charles looked down at my waist in awe, his mind barely able to comprehend it. And there was no relief from me of course; as soon as he looked back at me for answers or sympathy, I made it even worse, palming over Chris’ hand and pushing it down until it was firmly on my ass. “Just – I fucking beg you, Jen stop!” he asked sternly, this time more desperate than angry. “Not now, please!” I smirked back at him, showing no indication of even slowing down, much less stopping. I stared coldly at Charles, making sure he saw, before squeezing his son’s hand, forcing him to grope my ass. Chris was so far under my influence that I’m not sure he even registered the situation. So once his fingers got a first taste, they weren’t going to stop, running all over my skintight leggings, from my thighs to my ass. “Mmm” I moaned, forcing Chris’ to grab my ass harder. “Ok, I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Charles pleaded. “Sorry? Sorry for what?” I asked rhetorically. “For kissing you! I’m sorry for –“ “touching me!” I corrected, nearly shouting it. “Ye – yes. I’m sorry for touching you!” Charles quickly repeated. I smiled at him, pausing to tilt Chris’ chin up so I could get a taste of his mouth again. “Is it gonna happen again?” I asked. “No” Charles frantically answered. “How do they like their coffee?” I asked, gently pushing Chris away. I casually walked over to the pot and poured out three cups. “Uh… I’ll grab the cream and sugar” he stuttered, cautiously watching me. “Well, go. I’ll be there in a second” I said. Charles reluctantly grabbed the condiments from the kitchen counter and disappeared into the dining room. I looked over at Chris and winked, carrying a tray of coffee cups to our guests in the other room. Author's Note: I'm so sorry for ending the chapter in the middle of a scene, but there really wasn't a great stopping point. Plus, it was getting too long and I didn't want to make anyone wait longer since the majority of the chapter was already done. I still want to get people's opinion's on what to do with Charles so I'll copy what I wrote last chapter. I wanted to discuss and definitely want to hear the opinions of readers for is: Charles. For those who want the story to continue with him being oblivious and not knowing anything, it’s something that I’ve covered heavily in the two past series and has now evolved to the point where he’s definitely suspicious. This was always my intention with this character. As for where he’s headed next, there are two different paths (both of which present plenty of opportunities for Jenny to exploit). The first is that he continues to be hateful, shameful, and scared of what’s happening. Yet because of his job and his image of a “perfect family man”, he has to put up with it as Jenny becomes more and more open with Chris and how slutty and dominant her personality is now. The second is that because of how much Jen has changed and evolved, he’s actually physically attracted to her. Jen finds out quickly and relentlessly teases and tortures him, never allowing him near her while pouring herself all over Chris at the same time. I have ideas and plans for both scenarios but neither one has jumped out at me as which path is better for the long term. Therefore, I’d really appreaciate any feedback you guys have on this subject. You can be more specific or just simply say scenario one or two is your preference. As it'll become an important part of series 4, I'd like to gauge where readers want it to go. So any comment would be great. As always, I hope you enjoy the chapter and I look forward to your comments and suggestions!

My sister Alison is six years older than me and a total fox. Every summer I can remember boys from all across our neighborhood would gather at our poolside to fawn over her gorgeous bikini-clad body. I know a lot of people think it’s weird to think of their sister like that, but I’ve never had any shame about it. As far as I was concerned, she was just like any other girl, though much hotter than most. To this day I can remember the greatest dream I have ever had as though it was last night. I was about eleven or so and I dreamed that I was lying in my bed and Alison appeared in my door. She was dressed in a short, revealing white nighty and staring at me with a naughty little smile on her face. “I thought I’d drop in to say goodnight,” she said. Then she sauntered toward my bed. She planted her lips onto mine and then looked into my eyes with that same devilish smile. “I love you Greggy,” and then began kissing down the length of my body, pausing above my boxers. “Let me show you just how much.” When I woke up a moment later I was in a pool of sweat and jizz. From that day on, whenever I jacked it Alison’s face was in the back of my mind. When I was 13 she moved away to college and I was left alone with just my parents. Saturday was their “date night,” leaving me with the run of the house and ample opportunity to indulge in my porn habit. They’d go out for a movie, dinner, and a few drinks and I’d plug in one of my favorites in the rec room and go to work on myself. The routine worked, for the most part, like clockwork. One weekend my parents decided to take a trip to the Poconos, and left the house at my disposal for two whole days. That first night I seized my opportunity and went all out. I busted open a bag of chips, some dip, two magazines from my stash, and a box of tissues. Then I plugged in my favorite movie: “Taboo 2.” It’s about a guy who’s trying to have sex with his sister. By the end, everyone in their family has pretty much fucked everyone else. It’s a classic of early 80’s smut. I sprawled out on the rec room couch and unzipped my fly or easy access and began to absorb the movie. I wasn’t in any hurry since, as far as I knew, the house would be empty all night. I didn’t want to rush my enjoyment. Twenty minutes in I began to feel my pants tighten. I started running my hand above my crotch, feeling myself grow. My fingers had just begun to probe into my fly when I heard it: a muffled giggle followed by “Hi yah, Greggy!” My blood went cold. My hand shot out of my pants and rocketed to my knees. “Allie?” “I guess you didn’t realize I was coming home.” She was grinning at me wickedly. She stood at the top of the stairs that lead into the rec room with a duffle bag by her feet. She was dressed in a white shirt, that revealed much of her ample C-cup bosom, and tight jeans that cut off at the knee. Her brown hair was cut shorter than the last time I had seen her and fell just below her ears. Meanwhile all the blood that a second ago had been engorging my cock was now rushing to my face. “Wh- wha- what are you doing here?” I stammered. “Not having as much fun as you apparently,” she teased. “I’m on break. What, aren’t you glad to see me?” She started down the steps. “No, no! It’s just, um, oh my god!” I was as flustered as I have ever been. “Calm down, Greggy, it’s not like it’s the first porno I’ve ever seen. Looks like you have good taste.” I was confused now. She didn’t seem angry. She didn’t even seem embarrassed. As far as I could tell, she was just amused. “I, uh, huh?” She walked over next to the couch and looked at the screen on which the movie was still playing. “It’s one of the Taboos, isn’t it?” “Well, yeah, it is.” She walked around to the front of the couch now, still looking at the screen. Even in my confusion I still found my eyes glued to her body. “This was one of my faves when I was around your age. I just loved the forbiddance of it, you know? The idea of a mother fucking her son, a daughter fucking her father,” She sat down next to me and looked over at me smiling her devilish smile, “a brother fucking his sister. Know what I mean?” “Yeah, I do, that’s why I like it.” “When I was your age I thought I was going to set a record for jilling off to this,” she said giggling. I was dumbstruck. I couldn’t believe I was having this conversation and I was loving every second of it. When she glanced over at me again, she must have seen my amazement because she laughed again and said, “Yes, Greggy, girls get horny and play with themselves too, even your sister. So do you mind if I watch with you?” Was she kidding? Of course I didn’t mind! With the combination of the movie and this conversation I began to notice myself growing again. All I could bring myself to do was violently shake my head and stammer out, “No, not at all.” We sat in silence as the movie played on. Allie kept throwing funny looks at me. I meanwhile was paying half attention to the movie and half to her rack. I noticed her fiddling with her breasts over her shirt. She seemed to cup them lightly and draw circles over them with her fingers. She wasn’t blatantly playing with them, but it was obvious enough. My hard-on was raging now. I was trying to hide it, but not very hard. I wasn’t the only one getting excited. I could see the hard tips of her nipples jutting out through her shirt. She must have caught a glimpse of me peeking over at her because she turned to face me and, placing her head upon her fist, said, “Well, Greggy, your pants seem to be tightening. Is it the movie or is it all the staring at my tits you’ve been doing?” I smiled shyly, looked from the TV to her, and said, “a little of both, I’d say.” “Aw, that’s so sweet!” She leaned over and ruffled my hair and stroked my cheek. “I always knew you had a crush on me. It’s nice to know you still think your big sister is hot.” “Are you kidding?! Allie, you’re the hottest girl on the planet!” She laughed. “Oh, Greg, you’re so cute. Those junior high girls must go crazy over you.” I shrugged and looked away. “So Greggy, tell me, have you ever done anything like that with a girl?” She pointed to the screen where the son was in the process of licking his mother’s crotch. Sheepishly, I shook my head. “Nothing?” I shrugged, “Well, I’ve Frenched a bunch and I’ve felt a girl up before, but it was through her hoody.” “Aw! You poor thing.” She slid closer to me now and pet my cheek sympathetically. I felt a rush of excited anticipation welling inside of me. “Girls your age don’t know what they’re missing. When I was their age, my blow jobs were legendary. I guess they’re all teases nowadays.” I shrugged and nodded. My cock was barely inside my pants now and I made no attempt to hide it. “Well, Greggy, you’re a teen now, that’s a good age to learn about sex. Do you want to?” I nodded frantically, “Yeah, I want to a lot!” She smiled warmly at me. She picked up the remote and hit the stop button. “Well, then, for starters,” her fingers slid beneath the bottom of her shirt and a moment later her shirt was on the couch revealing two luscious, creamy tits topped by small pink nipples. “I’m not wearing a hoody, Greggy.” My jaw was in my lap. A mammoth grin spread across my face and I laughed nervously. “You like those?” she said. “Here,” she took my hand and began guiding it to her chest. “It’s all right, it feels good when they’re touched.” My fingers spread across her breast. She sighed slightly, “mmm, play with them all you like; we have all night and this should be fun.” I took her advice. My fingers explored her breasts cupping them, squeezing them lightly, delicately pinching her nipples, and tracing circles around them. All the while she stroked my unkempt hair, cooing softly in relaxed pleasure. I got bold and pinched her nipples harder. She took a deep breath and moaned ever so slightly. I loosened my grip. “Is that good?” I asked. “Mmm, yeah, that feels good, Greggy. I’m getting, mmm, all hot and wet. Do you like this?” I nodded childishly. She giggled a bit, “Good. Do you want to suck them? A lot of girls like to have them licked and nibbled and sucked.” “Really?” “Mmm hmm. And you used to like it a lot, too. When I was a little girl, I watched mom breast feeding you when you were just a baby and you certainly seemed to like it them,” she grinned at me and tapped on my lips playfully with her fingers. I grinned back and leaned forward taking her nipple between my lips. I suckled gently on it as my fingers played with the other one. “Mmm, that’s good. Do that harder.” I did as she told. I rolled my tongue around her nipples, bit them lightly as she smiled approvingly at me and complimented my technique. Allison’s fingers slid down my back and under my shirt and she pulled it off of me. I played with her tits for about ten minutes and would have kept right on doing so if Allie hadn’t placed her hand on my bare chest and gently pushed me back. “You learn fast,” she said sounding proud. She rose up and stood in front of me. Her breasts, moist and pale, seemed to glisten in the half light of the room. She smiled at me and caressed my cheek. Her hands glided down her bare skin to the rim of her pants. “You ready to learn some more?” she asked in a hushed and seductive tone. I nodded eagerly. “All right then,” she laughed. Her fingers worked on the button at the front of her jeans. She hesitated a moment, building the anticipation. Her smile widened as the cutoffs fell. “Maybe I should have warned you that I wasn’t wearing underwear. I hope you don’t mind, Greggy.” I stared at her, beaming wordlessly. I silently took in the spectacle of her nude form. Her pubic hair was trimmed neatly around the slit of her puss, which seemed to be growing moist. She raised her arms slightly and began to turn around slowly to give me a full view of her body. “I hope you’re taking notes, Greggy,” she teased. Finally I blurted out, “Oh my God, Allison, you’re so gorgeous!” She blushed and put her hand to her mouth. “Oh, Greg,” she sat down next to me and placed her arm around me. She had her legs spread wide revealing herself. I must have been staring between her legs because she put two fingers beneath my chin and brought my gaze back to her eyes. “So Greggy, how much do you know about down here?” Her free hand glided over her crotch delicately. This stumped me for a moment. Breasts were simple, but all I knew of what was between a girl’s legs was elementary at best. All I knew was what I had picked up from porn, health class, and from a small circle of friends. I shook my head and sheepishly said, “Not much.” “That’s all right,” she cooed sympathetically, still gently petting herself. “We’ll start with the basics. Do you know what this is called?” I rolled my eyes. “Yes, Allie, it’s a vagina, I’m not an idiot.” She laughed playfully. “All right, smarty pants. But we aren’t in school so there’s no need to be so clinical. You can call it a pussy or a vag.” I nodded obediently, “All right, it’s your vag.” With her free hand she took mine and steered it slowly between her thighs. “Here,” she said softly as she placed my hand on her womanhood. I could feel the warmth and moisture of her lips. Her smile widened. “Feel how wet I am? That’s what happens to girls when they get turned on. Like how you get a hard-on.” Her eyes shifted to my crotch where my erect dick was waving proudly out of my fly. “Do you know what the clit is, Greggy?” “I’ve heard of it, but I don’t know what it is.” She moved my hand aside and spread her pussy lips slightly. Then she indicated a dark nub of pink flesh right above the opening of her vadge. “There it is,” she said. Then, as if suddenly seized by an irresistable urge, she grabbed my hand again and positioned my fingers on her clit. “mm, yeah, just keep playing with it like that, Greggy.” She released my hand. I caressed her slowly up and down. She began breathing heavily again. “Harder,” she demanded in a breathy voice. I rubbed her more vigorously, feeling it grow harder and throb beneath my fingers. “ooh!” she exclaimed. I stopped. “Is that right?” She moaned, “Mm, yeah! Don’t stop!” She was panting. Without hesitation I went back to work with the same gusto. I began to improvise, alternating speeds and circling her clit with my finger. All the while she squeezed me tighter and put her free hand up to her forehead. “ooh, oh god! Shit that feels good! You’re a, uh, natural Greggy! Mmmh.” I was emboldened by her praise and pulled her into me kissing her wildly. She returned that kiss, her eyes clenched shut and her face contorted in pleasure as I played on her clit. After a few minutes she broke off the kiss. “Oh god! Greggy, would you lick me?’ Her voice was breathy. I just nodded obligingly and shifted off the couch. I’d seen this in movies a lot and had always been eager to try it. She spread her legs wider. I positioned myself between her knees and looked up at her, waiting for instruction. Quickly she spread the lips of her vadge further to give me a better view. “Just run your tongue on it Greggy. Up and down and around. You’ll know if you’re doing it right, trust me.” I leaned in and as I got closer I smelled the sweet, salty scent of her juices. My tongue slowly ran the length of her slit all the way up to her clit. I pressed down hard, going up and down. I gained speed and wrapped my lips around it, sucking lightly, while my tongue went up and down. “Uh! Oh fuck! Greggy put you fingers inside of me while you do that, ooh!” Two fingers slid into her pussy one at a time and began pulsing in and out. “harder, Greggy! Mmm, rub the top of my vadge back and forth. Ah! Yeah, that’s the spot!” Her hands disappeared inside my hair and shoved my face deeper into her crotch. She was moaning loudly and breathing fast. Her hands ran the locks of my hair and Allison’s body began to writhe as my tongue and fingers continued their assault on her body. Suddenly I felt a rush of warm moisture inside her pussy and she began moaning louder still. “Oh, Gaawd! I’m fucking cumming! It feels so good!” I intensified, using my free hand to hold her in place while I sucked on her clitoris. Finally she grabbed the sides of my head and pushed me back. Her mouth was hanging open as she stared at me, panting. “Jesus Christ, Greggy! You’re a talent, that was amazing!” I smiled up at her smugly, “I owe it to a great teacher.” “Aww!” She took my hands and pulled me to my feet. “You have more to learn, Greggy, and I’d love to be your teacher if you’d have me.” I beamed down at her and stroked her cheek. “You are the greatest big sister in the world, Allie! There’s no one on earth I’d rather have teach me about sex.” She hugged my waist tight. Then her hands slid to the front on my pants. She began to unbuckle my belt and unclasp the button of my jeans. That’s when she looked up at me and said it. “I love you, Greggy,” and then my pants and boxers fell to the floor, “let me show you just how much.”

The Ticket VII The Trip to the Hospital was actually scary I don't think they even have shocks on Ambulances When we arrived at the front gate there was a minor hold up while they contacted the Hospital for verification that we were expected. They took me right in and into surgery. They went into my groin area and did an angio catherizatioin where they shot some kind of dye in so they could see the workings of my heart . The found it necessary to use the balloon to inflate and clear 5 of my veins and arteries. Mavis was in the operating room with me although just as an observer. I guess it was just a courtesy. They normally would have only kept me overnight for observation but They wanted to run a few more tests. There was indications that the scar tissue from my war wound could be causing complications. I had told them about my wheezing and shortness of breath. They ran tests for three days, But before the first day was over two of the behemoths, they did have names, Rafe and Link, from Albuquerque, Both were retired Marines. They showed up at the Hospital and moved right in, one of them was either in my room or right outside my door. Celeste Rainwater, my Lawyer, and two of the girls came over in Grandpa's favorite automobile. A fully restored powder blue 1966 Cadillac Fleetwood. As days passed all the girls came for a visit. Friday evening the surgeon came to talk to me. Basically he wanted to go back in and clean up the scar tissue also there was a slight anomaly that didn't show clearly on the angio plasty. He felt the need to physically check it out he thinks there is a valve with a slight leak. If it is they can repair it and no more wheezing and shortness of breath. The surgery was scheduled for Monday morning at 0530. Saturday I was trying to read a book but was having difficulty, to many visitors. About 1600 the room door opened and a man with arm crutches . He looked around the room, there were four women including Dr Mavis Demp. He looked back at me and said, “ Hey Sarge heard from Hondo.” “Mavis take the girls down to the cafeteria and get them a drink I need to talk to this gentleman without interruption. “ After the room was clear he introduced himself as Pete Lane he had a bullet by his spine but told me there was nothing wrong with his mind. He told me before I was 10 miles from Seal Beach there was a vet asking Charles Sundown for a job. He was there to watch and act if I needed it. We talked for over an hour and pretty well established the assistance they were to give. He also let it drop that Josie had heard the conversation between Al Sims and I. As soon as the ambulance left the house she had been on the phone to Al. Telling him what happened I was not looking forward to the approx imate 2 weeks more in the hospital.. The nurse often commented about so many ladies constantly in my room. Monday finally came around and the nurses had prepped me for surgery. They wheeled me into the operating room. The anesthesiologist talked to me about the procedure and told me it would be administered thru my I V line. And was I ready I nodded and that was the last I remembered til I awakened in ICU 8 hours later. The Nurse told me I would be in ICU overnight then when the Dr. examined me he would make the decision as to whether I could go back to my room or not. Tuesday the Doctor came into my room and examined me. He told me that the original surgery had saved my life...but had not been complete. The past 15 years I had been suffering from problems that should have been gone. The leaky valve in my heart had increased every time I exerted myself. He said, “The anomaly he had noticed was from the scar tissue of the original wound it was now gone also. Your strength should come back and although you should be fine I would advise keeping the pill available. You will go back to your room later today and we will start therapy tomorrow.” ******** 'M' Looked around the table, “Where has our 'Little Bird ' flown too ?” Sheriff Jones answered, “ According to my deputies he was taken to the base in Clovis by Ambulance. They spoke to a Nurse at the hospital, she said that he had heart surgery. His room is closely guarded.” “Keep and eye on him but make no move. He is still our best bet to finding the list.” ******** Wednesday: There was a noise in the Hallway. Rafe stuck his head in the door and ask if I was up to receiving a visitor. I asked who and he said the Commanding Officer of the Base. I shrugged my shoulder and said why not. The door opened and a One star( Brigadier ) General walked in. He saw me sitting up in bed and walked forward with his hand out. I shook it He said “ Glad to see you. General Davis here..”. He stuttered...”Let me explain about 15 or 16 years ago I was a young Capt. I was the pilot of a mercy flight. Everyone was worried about a young soldier who had taken three in the chest and was hanging on by a thread. Son I never thought I would hear the name Samuel Night Walker ever again.” We talked for over an hour you know the what have you been doing since then. He looked around, no one was near. I have been talking to Doctor Demp she was pretty closed mouthed but I could read between the lines. If you need an assist let me know I May be able to help.” With that he gave me his private number, wished me luck and he was gone. Mavis came in and was looking downward she said she was sorry but she didn't tell him to much. He was just so intuitive and drew the right conclusions. By the end of the week the doctor decided I was healing pretty fast and it would be alright if I went home. I think it was more to Dr Demp telling him she would check on me daily. Also I think he wanted to clear his hallways of all the girls. No matter the reason I was ready, Let's go home. I was taken home in an ambulance furnished by order of General Davis. They got me in bed and as soon as the ambulance departed my girls greeted me in their way. Oh how I had missed their greetings. While I was in the hospital only three of my girls hadn't visited, Rose, Ranch Foreman, Amber over all person in charge, and Barbara, person in charge of the little house. Barbara was first in line then Rose, who left immediately to relieve Amber. With in an hour all had been to the little house and shown their respect. My finger had almost wrinkled from so much use. Damn it was great to be home. Charles reported on the progress of the guest house and told me about his cabinet maker a DAV. He was an amputee but came highly recommended by Hondo and he is good very good. I had Josie bring me the trophy from my old room I waited till I was alone and then I pulled the letter out of its hiding place and re-read what I had already read then continued to read. Sam or Night which ever you decide to be. Look not just inside but where ever your thoughts lead you.. You now have the information just put it together and you will have the key that unlocks the information that you are searching for. Find the lock, find the key, Put them together and the list you will see. I was impatient but the girls were not going to let me out of bed. I f I tried to get up to go to the bathroom they were right there to escort me and tried to help me go. I think they just wanted to play with my cock or as Josie named it. My instrument of LASS instruction.. The week went on and Mavis was always here about 1800 to check me out. My appointment in Clovis was Tuesday at 1300....The drive over in the Caddy although comfortable was boring. The women that went with me was Josie, Mary, Ruby and driving was Bell. They were all armed and they showed me a section of the back came out allowing access to the trunk which had a quick release. They told me that in case of a problem that was where I was to go. Also the door panels popped off revealing multiple pistols and ammo. There conversation sent me into a doze. Then my eyes popped open I think I had solved the problem. I think I know where the Key is located. Now to just get back home. The doctor gave me the once over and released me from the bed, I could get up and walk around. He advised me to walk daily but not to over do it. He looked around at all the ladies and said that for at least 3 weeks to a month no sex, the smiles on my girls drooped, then he added at all for that time. Then we will do a follow up and then we will see. Every time I would go for a walk one of Charles's secret crew would mount the Kawasaki Banshee 350 which had been altered and had rifle as well as pistol holders. He would make a run to 271 then circle back and run to Country Club Road. He would patrol both sides of the road while I was out walking. My mind was in a turmoil to get back to my key search. I walked out to the head stones and looked closely at my brothers stones. Even though I had solved the Donegal clue It had not sunk in that thee middle Initial of Tommy was an 'E' not a D so there was a mistake on their stone. I pressed on the D in Tommy 's Name nothing happened. Damn! I was sure I had it figured out. I tried Timothy's nothing. I was about to give up but I tried 1 more time... I pressed both 'D's ' at once. Thinking grandpa was tricky maybe he didn't want to take a chance of someone discovering the solution by accident. I looked down at the Cherub... it was no longer flush with the rest of the stone. I pulled it out and there was the coin or rather half of a coin. I rushed to the garage I told Barbara to keep everyone away from the garage for awhile. I entered the passageway turned on the light and closed the passageway behind me. I went to the section of the wall that I had noticed before with the D and the chain of tears. The straight line of the D was in actuality a slot I pressed the half coin into the slot and a small door opened revealing a number pad 0-9. Oh Crap now what? I started going thru different combinations. I sat down and started to think I looked at my watch I had been down here for about an hour and I knew the girls would get antsy , I decided to think over lunch. I took the coin and put it on the chain with my dog tags. And closed the keypad and went up stairs. I was right they were antsy and were just about ready to charge the garage. I reassured them that I was working on a project and that it was extremely important and very secret. I sat around after eating lunch and fiddled with the computer with Josie getting flustered trying to show me how to use it. I decided to take my afternoon walk Mary and Ellen went with me. The four wheeler headed out first I was about a hundred yards from the house. When I spotted the four wheeler headed back and he had his pistol in his hand he came to a stop in front of us and said to get down behind it.. There was a slight hill in front of us and a rusty pickup was just reaching the top. The bed of the truck was sporting 3 guys with rifles and they were firing. Both of the girls pulled their pistols and returned fire. The ATV driver was firing his rifle. I heard a crack behind me and saw of the shooters in the pickup go flying out of the bed. There was a second crack and a hole appeared in the windshield of the truck about 5” from where the head of the driver would have been. The brakes were applied with force the truck begin to back up. One of the other shooters banged on the roof and the truck stopped. The two in the back jumped out and helped their partner back in the truck, he was holding his right arm. They turned the truck around and hauled ass. Barbara was our savior, her rifle and scope.. *********** 'M' looked around the table someone tried to kill Our young Mr Walker yesterday. You all claim innocence. If that is the case there is an another party we know nothing about who has dealt them selves into our game. We must be alert they may be coming after us as well. It is possible someone else has found the list. So watch your backs. *********** We called Jacob Littlestar and reported what has happened. He asked me why I called him instead of the Sheriff. I laughed and replied Really. He Laughed back. He sent an officer and a lab tech to check out the scene. There were 6 bullet holes in the ATV It would have to be taken in to the dealership to be overhauled. The rider of the ATV spoke for a long while with the officer that Littlestar had sent out. A Bolo went out to the clinics and Hospitals to be on the lookout for a bullet wound in the right arm. After the officer and the lab tech departed I withdrew to the Den. My mind went over and over the information looking for something that stood out. Something that didn't fit. Suddenly the light went on above my head. I had it How stupid could I be it was facing me all the time. The Ticket VIII Nine Tombstones 1. Grand pa 1893 – 1988, 2. Grandma 1900 – 1935, 3 Mom 1926- 1970, 4. Pop 1919 – 1970, 5 & 6 My Bro's 1957 – 1970, 7.Uncle Liam 1922. - 1978, 8 Aunt Kari 1923 - 1974, 9. Mine 1953 - Mom 26 2+6 = 8 , Bros 57 5+7= 12 1+2 =3, Liam 22 2+2 = 4, Family death 70 7+0 = 7 8347 + mine 5+3 = 8 which comes out to be 83478 . Now I just need to try them out to make them work. I decided to work on them for awhile and to try them after all was asleep. I knew I had the numbers now time to go play with them. I opened up the key pad and hit clear. Knowing How tricky grandpa was I still entered the numbers 83478 and to my amazement there was a click. A door cracked open I opened it and found a safe room large enough to store all the things that had come out of Grandpa's safe at the Manse. Since it was still on the cart I wheeled it inside. I began looking over the safe and spotted a green lighted button. I pushed it and a whole bank of drawers opened up. The fourth drawer contained the list. Right now I didn't want to read it. I decided to wait till I had the doctors release. Thus if action was need I would be prepared. I locked up and went back to my room and to bed. ******* Flashback.Vietnam: We had been on patrol and had been cut off from our unit five times we had met the enemy and we were down to just four men. The 2nd Louie, the Sgt and and the radio operator were gone. We werte all cross trained but that didn't help when the radio was shot to pieces. The corporal was still with us but had a head wound and the bandages rendered him helpless. With the Cpl out of it it was left to me a lowly Pfc, to get us out of there. We were all drained and need rest it had been three days of running with little rest. I called a halt and we dropped where we stood. I tried to keep watch but like the others my eyes drifted closed. I began to dream, an Indian medicine man appeared before me. He said, “I am Blazing sky Walker, I am your ancestor from many grand mothers ago. It is not your time to die. Open your eyes and fire.” I was lying back against a tree my feet were crossed and the B.A.R. I was carrying was laying between my feet and my finger was on the trigger. My eyes opened and my finger squeezed and the B.A.R. Began chattering. Coming out of the jungle was a right in front of me was a group of VC at least fifteen of them. They were right in my sights ...all I had to do was move my feet and sweep with the Browning. Tate and Martin came awake and began firing a few seconds later it was over. Tate walked over to check out and make sure all were dead. “Sam they have a radio.” He fiddled with if for awhile and finally hit a frequency that paid off . We were thrilled they had given us the coordinates of the nearest LZ . A half an hour later we were aboard the chopper and out of there. Corporal Stevens was on his way home. The Doctor said they could save his eyesight but one eye would be touch and go. Twice more before my my bad wound. 'Blazing Sky Walker' appeared to me in dreams each time he saved my life and the lives of my squad. ****** I was surprised when he showed up in my dreams causing me to awaken and losing his advice. I tried to reclaim him but the rest of the night was non eventful. All day long I thought of 'Blazing Sky ' What was he trying to tell me. Even though I had the itch to view the list. Something told me to wait till Blazing Sky gave me his message. Needless to say the day was boring except for the greetings of the girls. Charles came over for a talk concerning the new guesthouse. We had decided on 10 large bedrooms with Full sized Double bunk beds in 8 of them. The other two were to be Master suites The Master that was designed with me in mind would have a cylindrical elevator down to the bunker and into the area of the safe room which I had designated as my office. It would only carry two people. The Kitchen or rather the pantry would be the normal access to the bunker. The building would be 2 story thus dividing the bedrooms 4 and a Master on each floor. Each bedroom would have its own bathroom plus a guest bathroom on the first floor and two in the bunker. His concern was should we duplicate the utilities of the little house or just make connections. After a long discussion it was decided that the guest house would be independent. But with crossovers in case of an emergency. The day came for my checkup all the girls wanted to go with me but Bell had the keys and no one wanted to try and take them from her.... Bell was a black belt in Karate. Barbara and Josie were finally chosen. Again we went in the Caddy. After we passed thru Canyon I leaned my head back and nodded off.. “ Night Walker heed my words” I opened my eyes to see Blazing Sky Sitting cross legged in the air above the Jump seat. “What must I do Honored One.” “Take the next Left you are being followed by a cream colored truck. They mean you harm.” His image dissipated and I really opened my eyes. I spoke to Barbara “ We are being followed tell bell to take the next left and Break out the weapons.” The next left was at Umbarger and led to Buffalo Lake which was a wild life refuge the lake was really a big mudhole. Bell made the turn and the road curved as we went around the curve I told her to crisscross the road. We put the windows and opened the sunroof . It took awhile for the follower to realize that we were missing. And they turned back. We were ready when they came around the curve and they were met by a hail of bullets led my Barbara's .30.30 bullet in their radiator steam was everywhere. They threw the truck into reverse and backed out of there faster than they had come in. When we pulled back on to Hwy 60 it was all clear and we welcomed the leisurely trip on to Clovis.. The doctor made his examination and pronounced me ready to face the world again. He told me to continue to walk and slowly began to jog. He set me an appointment for three months. He also said I could try sex again but to be careful and not to over do it. I told the girls to be on the look out for a tail on the way home. I guess we had scared them off because it was a pleasant ride home. The next morning after my walk I went to the bunker office and looked over the list. As it turns out it was actually three lists. The first list was a list of Blackmail candidates and what was held over their heads. The second list was the most interesting It was a list of six names and an Initial circled. Organized Crime. The third list contained two encrypted names underlined with the word Dangerous under them.

A Hot Day Chap 6 ~ 11 Revised 4/2019 ~ The publishing rules say that everyone in these stories has to be at least 18 so even though the story is totally fiction, everyone in it is at least a fictitious 18. Enjoy. ~ Chapter 6 Even after getting a few hours sleep I woke the next morning with a feeling of complete exhaustion. Those two girls of mine had worn me out then leaving me to sleep; they continued their loving well into the morning hours. I know this because as tired as I was I kept waking up to the moans and gyrations of my wife and daughter. Taking a deep breath I sighed remembering the loving times we had had last night. I smelled coffee stretched and went the bathroom to do the usual. Just wearing boxers I headed off to the kitchen. As I got closer I also smelled bacon. Ahhh, Saturdays, I loved Saturdays. I walked up behind my wife and cuddled her from behind. She had on a small silk robe and I slid my hands under the robe and cupped her breasts. “Good morning did I tell you last night just how incredible you are?” I said. “Yes you did and some other lovely things as well.” she said holding her hands over mine and pulling them tight to her flat tummy. “Now sit down breakfast is ready.” And she served up some eggs and bacon with coffee. “Where’s Amy?” “Well as you may have noticed we were both up early,” she snickered. “So we both had an early breakfast then she went out for an early run before it gets too hot. She was going to run by Janis’s place and invite her over for lunch.” “I hope those two can share a dorm room. It would work out great for them.” “Well I could make some calls to some old alumni that do the allocation of rooms and organise it. Leave it with me.” “Oh you’re sweet.” And kissing me she added “Mmm, and tasty.” “Now because I got very little sleep last night I’m going to have to have a nap today before going to work tonight.” “That’s OK I have that project to finish off then fax it to the company before Monday so I’ll be very quiet in the study.” “OK.” she said. “I have some shopping to do but I won’t be too long.” She gave me a kiss and grabbing her car keys she left. Chapter 7 It was still early in the day and it hadn’t had a chance to warm up yet so I headed to the study to finish the computer coding that needed work done on it. I was just finishing up and faxing the finished job off when there was a knock at the door. “Daddy, are you decent?” *giggling* Amy’s voice called out. The door opened and Amy and Janis entered. “Cheeky buggers” I said to them and they smiled at me. “So I guess Amy told you how she caught me hard at work yesterday Janis?” “Well, hard defiantly.” Amy said. Both of them put their hands over their mouths trying to stifle more laughter and not succeeding. I couldn’t hold back either and laughed along with them. It’s about lunch time. I assume Mums back and gone off to bed. “Do you two want some late lunch?” “No we ate something at Janis’s house.” said Amy. “We’re going to catch some sun in the back yard until we get too warm.” “Take some sunscreen with you,” I said. I got a bit of lunch and decided as I was tired from my efforts last night I would again take a nap in my daughter’s room. I opened the window to catch any breeze and lay back on the bed in my boxers. I heard my daughter and Janis talking and realised they were in the back yard close to the open window. I hadn’t meant to eavesdrop but I lay there interested in what the conversation was about. Amy was saying. “You know how I told you about seeing my Dad wanking off yesterday; well I know you can keep a secret, being best friends an all so my Dad and Mum and me we had a talk and we have decided that we can all be open with our feelings toward each other and not feel embarrassed or anything as long as we keep it a secret.” “So if I wanted to show affection to Dad or Mum or Mum to me that would be ok as long as it stays in-house so to speak.” Janis. “Oh my God, wow, that’s so cool but wait what do you mean by affection? You’re not going to; you know do it with your Dad are you?” The look on Amy’s face told Janis that something had already happened. “OMG you did; didn’t you.” “No. Well not really.” It did get awfully close though.” she said. “We cuddled up to get warm after I got caught in that storm after leaving your place and I felt his hard-on grow behind me as we lay under the blanket.” “Wow” Janis exclaimed. “You know how in high school all of us girls talked about sex and how far we had gone with a boy.” “Yeah and how big or little their cocks were.” Janis snickered. “Well I didn’t have a ruler with me but my Dad’s is bigger than any I’ve seen or heard of in school by about a hands span, so I would guess 8 inches.” Hearing this I had to admit she was pretty accurate in her estimation. Which got me thinking, just how much cock had Amy seen? The girls went on to say, and I was surprised to hear just how many of their class were still technically virgins, and that most had used a vibrator to lose their cherry when they discovered the pleasures of masturbation on reaching puberty and only a few had gone all the way with a boy. Most would give a boy a Blow Job than risk getting pregnant. “I know said Janis it’s a good thing I like the taste of cum so much.” “Mmm me too said Amy yum.” “Ha Ha” Janis chortled. Most guys she said were still so immature it was laughable and some girls had turned to their BFF’s to hang with and some to sleep with but nearly all of them had experimented with some G on G at some time. It was generally thought of as that the best way to learn how to kiss was with a girl. My head was filling with images and my cock with blood hearing all of this there was no way I was going to sleep when Janis said. “Will you put some oil on my back Amy and then I’ll do you.” “Promises, promises,” Amy tittered. I got up and sat on the side of the bed and now I could see them through the open window lying on their towels in the back lawn both topless. Amy looked up and saw me sitting there and gave me a wave. Janis was facing away from the window and didn’t know I was watching. “Turn over and I’ll do your front as well while I’ve got all this oil on my hands.” Janis rolled over and lay on her back. Amy said “I love your body it’s so soft in all the right places” and slapped some oil on Janis’s cute little breasts. Janis laid back and enjoying Amy’s attention to her front. Amy, smirking and looking directly at me, started massaging the oil into Janis’ breasts and then slowly worked her way down her tummy to the waistband of her bikini, and occasionally slipping a finger below the waist band of Janis’ bikini to rub her mound. Still smiling at me she slid her hand down and cupped her pussy. “You’re so wet,” Amy said deviously, “what’s got you all hot, and don’t say it’s the weather.” “It’s all this talk about your Dad. You know I’ve been crushing on him for years.” “Do you like that? Do you like my fingers on your clit and in your pussy?” “Oh yes....yes, just a bit more I’m nearly there, tell me again how big your Dad’s cock is.” Janis moaned. “Keep going with your fingers don’t stop...please don’t stop.” Janis pleaded. “Daddy is huge, really big,” Amy said, giving me another sly wink. Janis cried out, “I’m coming...I’m coming, oh my God ... Aaaaaah.” Janis brought her hips off the ground and jerked convulsively in rhythm with Amy’s thrusting fingers. Amy looked at me and licked her wet fingers and gave me a wink. I blew her a kiss and mouthed. “Thank you.” Chapter 8 The girls stayed outside until mid afternoon until the weather got too hot and they went straight to Amy’s room and soon I could hear the shower running and more giggles and laughter. My wife was soon up and getting a snack from the kitchen and joined me in the family room. “I have a gym appointment this afternoon with Jill. Can I tell her that the girls will be sharing a dorm?” “Yes it’s all organised. Not long now and she will be off to Uni. I’ll miss her.” I said. “Well the easy answer to that is to buy her that little car she has been hinting at and she can come home on the weekends if she likes. It’s only an hour and a half drive.” Well yes I’ve been thinking about that and she is a good driver. I’ve been looking around and think I’ve found the right vehicle for her. I’ll give the dealer a ring and see how soon I can get the car.” “Oh darling she’ll just love it,” Felicity said enthusiastically, and then with somewhat less enthusiasm added, “and the opportunity to bring all her laundry home for me to wash.” “Well I’m off to the Gym. I’ll be back by 5.” And she raced out the door. I had some chores to do around the house so I was kept busy the rest of the afternoon. I went down the hall to ask the girl’s if they would like Pizza for dinner as Janis was sleeping over. I knocked on the door waited then heard. “Come in.” said in unison. Both girls were dressed in just towels as if they hadn’t bothered getting dressed following their shower. “What about Pizza?” “Yes please.” again said in unison. *giggling* “Your Mum and Jill are at the Gym but will be back soon. I’ll time the pizza’s arrival so we will all be able to sit down together.” Chapter 9 I heard this story from my wife after her workout at the Gym. She and Jill had a torrid session on the treadmill and the stationary bikes then did some cardio and had showers. It was in the showers that Jill started crying and told the story of how their home had a bad infestation of white ants and had to be completely fumigated and that they had to vacate the house while it was enveloped in a plastic sheet and the pests removed. Felicity tried to console her and they had got into a hug. It didn’t bother them that they were both naked, and they were after all best friends after all and had often showered together at the Gym. Somehow this time was a little different as Jill was so upset Felicity stroked her friends back running her hands from her shoulders to the two top her crack of her bottom. The sounds of crying turned to that of sighing. Felicity held her tighter and kissed her again lingering after the kiss with just their lips touching gently in the way that only girls can kiss each other my wife held her best friend and told her that she just had to stay with us until the job was finished and they could move back into their house. I had ordered the Pizzas and had just got the delivery when my wife came in from the garage with Jill in tow. My wife relayed the story of the fumigating while we opened the boxes and got some sodas for the girls and some wine for us. I called the girls and they surprised us by coming out still in the towels they had on before and they said they had just shaved their legs and had put on moisturiser and were all still sticky. So we all sat down and over Pizza it was worked out that the pest guys were due to start tomorrow afternoon so Janis and Jill would move in that morning and move into Amy’s room and she could share our bed for the time that they were here. After dinner Jill had to go home and pack enough cloths for the period that she and Janis would be staying and Felicity had to go off to work that night. I had put some movies on and both girls sat watching them from the couch. Their mums had kissed them both and told them not to stay up till all hours talking as they did on a sleepover. “No mum we’re both tired from too much sun today.” Amy said. “Well I’m going to help Jill pack some stuff and I’ll head off from there to work. See you all tomorrow.” I went off and had a shower and put on a pair of shorts and a ‘T’ as Janis was here. When I got back the second movie was just starting a scary one and both girls had moved off the couch down to the floor lying on their tummies in front of the TV and had a bowl of popcorn sitting between then. I settled down on the couch behind them watching their legs bending at the knee and moving about as they got more animated and into the movie. I was enjoying the sight of so much freshly shaved teenage leg being flashed in front of me when I noticed that neither of them had panties on and that as they moved the towels were moving and inching up their respective bums so as a result my pants were making a serious tent in the groin region. I reached down and moved my hard-on down my pants leg so it wasn’t so obvious in case they looked back. “Do you want some pop corn Dad?” asked Amy “Here I’ll get it for you Ted.” Jill said, hopped up with the bowl in her hands and took a step and lost her towel. Having both hands around the bowel she didn’t know what to do and froze there. I stood and picked up the towel as casually as I could and wrapped it around the stunned girl tucking the fold neatly into her chest. I leant down to her ear and whispered. “Thank you” and kissed her cheek. She slowly returned to her position besides Amy and both started giggling and slapping each other playfully. The movie meanwhile had progressed to the scariest scene and the music had increased in volume attracting the girl’s attention when, bang. The lights and power went out. The screams of the girls seemed to follow on from the movie adding to the confusion. Both made their way to me on the couch and hugged onto my arms. “I’ll have to check the fuse box on the back porch girls wait here,” I said. “No were coming too.” Amy said tremulously. There was not even enough light from the stars out to see by as we made our way to the back sliding door. “Oh no. I’ve lost my towel” said Amy, “and it’s too dark to see where it was dropped it.” “Well Just wait inside with Janis and I’ll be back in a jiffy. I found the power box and flipped the Mains switch and nothing happened. I checked the fuse and it looked good. Returning to the house I told the girls that the problem was down at the power company and there was nothing I could do. I could just make out the girls as my eyes became adjusted to the lack of light. They stood facing each other in the middle of the room and I could see the full length of Amy’s body from the side a real feast for the eyes. It was so cute they way they clung to each other. “I’ll have to get some candles out of the storeroom. Will you two be alright here?” “Yes Dad but don’t be long,” Amy said “I won’t. We might as well make an early night of it as there will be no more TV tonight I think. I’ll put some candles in your room and leave one our here in the kitchen.” When I returned with the candles both of them had made their way to the kitchen where I lit a candle and handed it to them. They both had their arms around each other, Amy still in the blanket and Janis with the towel that was not covering much at all. “Dad we don’t want to stay in my room, can we stay with you until the lights come back on?” “Well just till the power is back on then. Now take that candle and scoot. I’ll be there when I’ve locked up.” Chapter 10 When I got to my room Amy was in bed and threw back the covers for me to get in. I got out of my shorts leaving me with my boxers and a T shirt. Amy had put on a T shirt but had no knickers on. “Where’s Janis?” I asked “She went to borrow some PJ’s from my room. She is a little embarrassed about the towel incident tonight.” I could see a flickering of candle light coming in the door and noted Janis only wore a long T shirt that was not quiet long enough to conceal that she wasn't wearing panties either. She got into bed on my other side and as if there was an unspoken word they both cuddled up to me at the same time Amy to my right and Janis to my left. I’d left the candle burning on the night stand. Amy lay on her side and put her hand on my stomach and her right leg over mine. I could feel the length of her near naked body cuddled at my side and my erection was instantly lifting the sheet and poking through my boxers. Hoping it would go unnoticed by the dim light I kept still. “Thanks for this Dad” Amy said, and kissed my cheek. Janis was a little hesitant to do the same but seeing Amy she got the courage and put her hand over my daughters and kissed my other cheek. I told them both to be very quiet and go to sleep. Knowing there wasn’t much chance of that but wanting to be seen to do the right thing. As we all lay there in the dark with only the candle to see by I felt Janis move first and put a hand out to Amy. She reached across my body to touch Amy and I heard her whisper to Amy in a mock shocked voice that she was in bed with her father. Both of them giggled when Janis started to tickle Amy and Amy reached across me to tickle her back. The result of this wriggling was to remove all of the coverings on us and to reveal my raging boner. The tickling went on to the stage where I was the prime target of both girls attention and with both pairs of hands on me I had no chance at all. At times during our struggles a hand would squeeze my boner and I would get to feel a smooth pussy mound. All the wriggling about left me lying facing Janis with her legs spread and my cock pressing into her side, both of us panting from our efforts. The giggling subsided until there was an uncomfortable silence. Then Amy cuddled up to both of us and started raining kisses on both of us. In the excitement that followed and we were all kissing each other. Amy then reached between us and grabbed my rod and started working it. I felt my rod being played with by Janis as well and it got even harder and I knew it was dripping Precum. Janis looked toward Amy as if to get permission and Amy nodded her head and whispered. “Isn’t this what you always hoped would happen?” I took a chance and stroked Janis’s body, cupping her breasts and rubbing her tummy occasionally dipping a hand under her T. Amy’s joined and reaching round me went the whole way and stroked Janis’ pussy produced moans and had her lifting her hips off the bed. The smell of sex was strong in the air and Janis’s hand wrapped around my cock and stroking it and squeezing it. Amy stooped fingering Janis and moved slowly down the bed kissing and caressing her body and then pulling her legs apart she began licking her pussy. I moved to position myself behind Amy and started licking her muff hearing her groan into Janis’s muff and Janis to grown in turn. We continued like this until both girls had a serious seismic orgasm that went on till finally becoming multi orgasms for both of them. Janis curled up beside me with her head on my shoulder and slept. Amy lay with her head on my stomach and my cock in her mouth and nursed like that until I came in her mouth. She held my softening cock in her mouth until she too fell asleep. In the early hours of the morning I was awakened by the sound of the Movie we had been watching looping through the credits. I moved slowly off the bed and went around turning of the TV and lights. When I returned to the room both girls were kissing and cuddling and whispering. I Stood beside the bed and told them that the power was back on and that they should go back to Amy’s room till I woke them for breakfast. After much complaining I pulled them both to their feet, gave them a kiss on the lips and a smack on their bums and told them to scoot. I was worn out from the nights athletics and went back to sleep. Chapter 11 Felicity woke me when she got home telling me that the coffee was made and to get the girls up and outside that it was a wonderful morning. I hate it when everything goes so well for her at work that she comes home so chipper. I’m not a morning person. *********

I was playing some basketball down at the gym the other day with a bunch of my buddies. We had a great game, strenuous, but fun. Afterword, instead of hitting the showers, Cody and I just stayed in our gym trunks and t-shirts and I went out for a couple of beers. Cody's a great guy. A 31 year old divorced stock broker, 6’4” tall and chiseled out of granite. We’d been work out buddies on occasion and the one time I’d actually seen him with his shirt off, I thought he looked like a fuckin’ marine, very lean muscular build. Anyways, we punched a couple of brews, had a few laughs and I took him back to his house to drop him off. He seemed to want the good times to keep rolling when he asked me in for another beer. It sounded good to me, so I followed him into his house. He said to make my self at home while he grabbed us a couple more beers. He had a pretty nice house. I was checking out his living room....nice large flat screen television and what looked like a couple of hundred DVDs. He had a couple of large couches and recliners positioned perfectly for watching TV. I was perusing his movie collection, when I noticed a sizable collection of porn. No real problem there, I have been known to rent a porno or two occasionally for myself and my wife. We'd watch them together and have a little fun afterword, or maybe sometimes during the movie. Cody came in with a couple of opened beers in his hand and handed me one. I said that he had a nice place, perfect for a bachelor, and that he probably has thrown a few wild parties. "Yeah," He chuckled, "a few." "I was looking at your collection of porn.... Dude, that's quite a bit." He laughed again, "Yeah, what can I say....It's a bit lonely sometimes... You know?" "What do you mean? Aren't you dating Beth from down at the gym?" "Oh yeah, She's great, but she has her life, and I have mine." We sat down and started drinking our beers and discussing different things...work...finances...yada yada. I drank the rest of my beer and another and excused myself for a bathroom break. When I came back, I noticed Cody had put a movie in and was kicked back on the couch, sipping his beer and watching. It was the beginning of an old western, one that I'd seen more than a few times. "I love this one,” I said, "It's got one of the best gunfight scenes I've ever seen," "Yeah, no doubt, Robert Duvall kicks it in this one." We watched it for awhile, but I think Cody got a little bored, because he fast forwarded it to the final gun battle, while we polished off another beer. I was feeling a bit sloshed when the movie ended and we just sat there in silence and watched the credits scroll down the screen. "What now?" Cody finally asked. "I dunno....pop in a porno." I told him. "Cool...Which one?" "Fuck, I don't know...Surprise me." He got up and rummaged through a few DVDs when he finally came up with one. "Ah, this is one of my favorites..." He popped it in and hit play. Soon a title came on the screen...."Big Assed Movie" , Oh fuck", I chuckled.” I like it already”. I cracked open probably my eighth or ninth beer and settled in for a little action. "This has got some great looking bitches in it," Cody said. We watched a few minutes of the opening credits before the movie went straight to some hot action. This naked buxom blond was kissing this dude very deeply. She then went down and began to kiss and lick his semi erect cock. He was moaning how good this felt, and funny enough, I was thinking the same thing. Pretty soon he was fully erect and pushed her back on the bed a crawled between her knees and began to work his large dick into her hairless pussy. She immediately began to moan and praise him for his expert use of his big member. "Yeah, I see what you mean," I said. "I've only seen a few minutes of it, and it's already one of my favorite movies too." Cody laughed, "Hell, the good part hasn’t even come up yet." The guy on the screen continued to fuck her with his big dick and the girl began to get a little more worked up. “Fuck yes….. Yes push it in farther….yeah….yeah….oh……fuck.” I watched as the stud ravaged her vagina and began to get a little worked up myself. I could feel my cock trying to harden within the confines of my jockstrap. I shifted a little to reposition it so that it wasn’t so uncomfortable. I glanced over at Cody sitting on the other sofa. He was just kicking back sipping on his beer. The girl on the screen was still getting her pussy plowed, still moaning and telling the guy how much she loved his cock. “Fuck yeah baby….Fuck yeah…..Oooohh Baby….. Fuck my ass baby…I want it in my ass, Baby….stick your big dick in my ass baby.” He then pulled his cock out of her and the camera zoomed in to focus on his large member. It looked to be about 10” and was still glistening with the juices of the girl’s vagina. My cock lurched a little, thinking how much she was enjoying being filled with his giant penis. She was lying back on her bed, with her legs spread wide. The guy put a hand under each knee and lifted her ass off of the bed a little. The girl guided his dick to the entrance of her ass. She rubbed the large head up and down a couple of times over her brown pucker and you could hear her breathing heavier. Finally he began to push into her and she really began to go wild. “FUCK YEAH…….FUCK YEAH…MORE BABY….MORE……OOOOOOOHHH…...FUCK YEAH!” My dick was now hard as nails and I was hoping Cody couldn’t notice from across the room. The girl on screen was screaming in ecstasy while the stud pounded his dick into her asshole. “This bitch really actually seems to enjoy getting ass fucked,” Cody commented. “Not like any girl I’ve ever been with.” “Yeah,” I said, “No prostate.” “Say what?” “Prostate gland; women don’t have one….men do. It’s up inside, near the anus. When it’s caressed it can be very arousing…. I guess….That’s probably why gays love it in the ass”. “You seem to know a lot about the subject,” Cody laughed. I just grinned lamely. I felt a little embarrassed even though I knew he was only joking. It’s just that in the back of my mind, I was thinking about how my wife Ashley would occasionally run a finger up my butt, while giving me head. The sensation was wild and it usually put me over the top. Cody continued,” Hell, I’d love it if she could just take the whole thing.” Now it was my turn to laugh. “The whole thing, huh? What? Are you swingin’ a baseball bat between your legs down there, or something?” Cody’s hands went up and he swung an invisible baseball bat…”Yeah…Or something.” “Well, I bet Beth really loves it,” I said, with a little bit more than envy in my voice. I was watching the woman on screen and picturing Beth, all 5’ of her, taking on a big cock. She was probably loving it, being totally filled with cock and cumming and then be able to please that cock and make it cum in her little hole. Cody said nothing. He was intent on watching the movie, obviously this was the part that he liked best. I was a little curious though, so I casually glanced over at Him. His gym trunks did have a large bulge in them, but I couldn’t really see as he was across the room and at about the same level I was. What I really needed was to go to the bathroom again. That way I could get up, walk right by him and walk down the hallway which was just behind his right shoulder. Jeez, I thought, what’s the fascination with Cody’s dick. I’m not gay or anything. I think it’s just the thought of having a huge dick that could fill any vagina and make it orgasm. I don’t know. Finally, I got up the nerve. I stood up. My 7 inch cock obvious in my gym shorts, and walked across the room to the hallway. I was a little too self conscious to actually look at Cody’s groin as I walked by. Apparently, Cody was not so self conscious about looking at my groin. I guess actually, it was probably the fact that I walked right in front of him on my way. “Enjoying the movie, I see,” he laughed. “Fuck, what’s not to like, a beautiful girl getting fucked in the ass like that and actually enjoying it.” “I told you it was a good one.” He said. I walked down the hallway and into the bathroom. There was absolutely no way, I was going to be able to take a piss with a diamond hard dick like this. I pulled down the front of my shorts and admired my cock in the bathroom mirror. It was especially hard right now, harder than it’d been in awhile. I waited for a couple of minutes to see if it would soften, but the thought of the whole scene out there was too fucking hot, the porno, the thought of seeing Cody’s big erect dick. Fuck, there was no way this fucking cock was going down. Finally, I snuck back down the hallway, hoping to come up behind Cody and be able to watch him for a minute….unnoticed. I quietly walked up to the doorway and looked in. I was right. I looked over Cody’s right shoulder and got a clear view of his groin. His big cock was straining at his shorts as he gently caressed the shaft through his gym trunks. I gently caressed my own groin the same as he did. After a minute, one of his hands pulled down the front of his trunks and revealed a huge cock….. I mean HUGE! This thing made the porno’s 10 inch stud look like a schoolboy. My guess at that moment was that it was at least 14 inches long, and true to his comment, about as big around as a baseball bat. Hard as a rock, he gently stroked it. I thought I’d better be careful, or I just might shoot in my gym trunks right there. I just stood for a moment, trying to get my composure before walking back into the room, but apparently I had not been as quiet as I thought I had been, because Cody said, “Like what you see?” I was totally embarrassed. I had just been caught checking out another guys’ cock….by the guy himself! “Uh…oh Whaa? “Its okay man, I knew you’d want to see it. You can get a little closer and check it out, if you want.” “Uh…..Okay,” I said lamely. I walked into the room and up to his right shoulder and looked down at him. He pulled his hand away, so I could see it better, and it jumped a little…..It was so fucking hot. “I gotta say man, that’s impressive,” “Yeah, thanks…….I’ll bet you’d like to touch it? I mean, I’m not gay or anything, but anybody’s who has ever seen it has been very curious, so…it’d be okay if you wanted to touch it a little.” I didn’t say a word as I walked around to the front of him and got to my knees in front of him. I reached out and gently caressed the huge swollen cock. It lurched spasmodically under my touch. “Fuck man…it’s so fucking huge….I bet Beth loves this thing.” “Yeah, she REALLY fucking loves it, but, like I said, she can’t take it all in her pussy, and she’s afraid to let me do her in the ass. I’ve never even been with a woman who could take the whole thing.” I was getting very hot caressing his thick stick, but for some reason, when he mentioned Beth’s pussy, I lost control a little and leaned forward and slurped the head of his thick penis into my mouth. “Aaaahhhhhh……ooooh, Fuck man, that feels good.” His eyes rolled back into his head as he leaned back into the cushion of the sofa. His swollen cock lurched in my hungry mouth. I could only take a small portion of his mass into my mouth. I could not believe that I was actually doing this. I think that it was just that I was so fucking hot at that moment, so totally filled with lust that I just lost control of myself. With each flick of my tongue over the head, I became more of a wonton slut, craving only the pleasure of his thick, hard tool. Cody watched me eagerly slurp his cock. “Man…Have you done this before? I mean, you really gobble it up.” Without letting his beautiful tool go from my lips, I mumbled a “Uh-uh.” I really wanted his cock right then, I didn’t even know how….exactly, but I wanted it to please me, and I wanted to please it……thoroughly. “Fuck, this is really good, but……would you like to do something else?”……”Maybe?” I let his dick slide from my mouth as I looked up into his eyes, and I knew what he meant…..exactly what he meant. Suddenly, it seemed as though I was out of my body and was hovering in the room above us. I heard myself say, “Yeah….Fuck yeah.” I wanted him then, all of him. I wanted to please that massive tool. I wanted to make it throb with anticipation, and then lurch with orgasm. I wanted to make it shoot jet after gooey jet of white hot cum. I wanted to watch his face, the look in his eyes as his cock was spewing its seed. He reached into the drawer of his end table and pulled out a tube of sex lube. “I usually keep this here for when Beth and I are getting with it.” As he twisted off the cap, I took off my gym trunks, jockstrap and shirt. I crawled up onto the couch next to him and lay my head back. He squeezed a dab of the clear lube onto his fingertips and I spread my legs slightly as he placed his hand between them. My cock was still rock hard and throbbed,,,,hard, as he first touched his fingers to my anus. “Fuck, that feels soooo gooood,” I whimpered. My voice had suddenly changed. It sounded more like a meek whimper than my normal tone. In truth, I felt meek. I felt totally submissive at that moment. Like a blushing-virgin bride, waiting and wanting to finally feel what I’d been craving for my whole life. I’d have done anything he asked at that moment….anything. All I wanted was the pleasure of his touch, the feel of his aggressive fingers as they swabbed my asshole with lubricant. I moaned like a woman when he pushed a finger into me. My cock throbbed and I arched my back as he moved it in and out of my hole. Finally, he pushed me back, placed a hand under each knee and lifted my ass slightly off of the couch. His gigantic cock throbbing slightly, as it stood at attention. At that moment, I looked up at his muscular torso, chiseled sinew, his pecs flexing. I reached down, grabbed his massive phallus and rubbed the head over my well lubed anus. Up and down……several times, as I attempted to relax as to accept him into me. My cock was streaming clear pre-cum onto my belly. I was wishing it were his. I was afraid of the pain of his penis plunging into my, as of yet, virgin ass, but the fear was overcome by the shear lust of pleasing him. I wanted him,…..all of him…badly. He slowly pushed the head, the size of a child’s fist into my begging anus. My anus stretched……man it hurt….stretched…..Oh fuck maybe this wasn’t……streeeetched…..I felt a pop, it was in. I squealed a little at this. Again sounding like a young girl crying over a skinned knee. I tried to relax as Cody began to slowly work his massive penis into my little hole. It was no use, I was too lost in the moment….into uncontrolled lust. His thick cock hurt, but I found myself actually rising with each thrust to meet him. After a couple of minutes, he was sliding his entire fourteen inch cock into my ass. Cody, abs chiseled, flexing as he thrust into me. His breathing became shallow, his voice horse. Each thrust became progressively more and more aggressive, sliding his horse sized cock into my eager ass. My hips rose and met each thrust. I grabbed his ass and pulled…..as his balls slapped my anus, I pulled him even further into me. I was whimpering incoherently, his sweat dripping from his face, splashing onto me, into my mouth. I licked my lips….ooooohhh, his taste. I wanted him, all of him. I now had him……all of him. I had both hands on his ass pulling him into me, his hands under each knee holding my legs up. Suddenly my cock lurched….shooting a ribbon of cum up onto my face, dripping from my nose as the second jet spurted from my ejaculating penis onto my chest. A third, then a fourth jet followed covering my upper torso. It continued to throb and ooze as I pulled his girth into my stretched hole. Cody groaned as he thrust…….. hard……deep. His scrotum making a audible slap against my anus. He ground his giant penis into me. It hurt….badly….I could feel the head of his cock in my stomach….He groaned again as he withdrew the entire length of cock from my gaping hole and slapped it onto my belly, simultaneously spewing a massive sized stream of cum across my face, chest and belly. I was frantic. I wanted to taste him…..I needed to taste his pungent seed. I quickly slithered down, grabbing his spasming, lube covered penis and sucked the head into my mouth as the second stream of white hot jizm flooded into my hungry mouth. I used both hands to pump his cock, now covered also in my cum. Jet after thick, hot jet of sperm shot into my mouth as I tried to gobble it down. I began to gag at the sheer amount of sperm shooting into my throat. After several more jets of his hot seed filling my mouth and several more guttural groans from Cody, he fell back onto the couch and lay panting as his cock continued to ooze the final remnants of his ejaculate. “Jeez, I never had anyone that could take the whole thing before. That was fucking great.” As I lay at the opposing end of his couch, unwinding after the most explosive orgasm I had ever encountered, I contemplated what I had just done with another man. As I was sure that I would not be able to walk normally for probably a week or so I realized with great clarity that I would want to be Cody’s slut again. My previous fascination with a large phallus had been had just been forever altered to an unadulterated obsession.

We had decided about 6 months ago that our family would take a UK based holiday this year and Gemma, kays older sister by 2 years would join us with her family. Just a little resort by the southern coast which we could stay in a log cabin together. Made sense saving money and give the girls people to play with. So we all met up at the train station and packed all of our luggage away and got down to planning what we should do for the 2 weeks at the beach. Mark (Gemma’s Fiance) was the oldest and tried to dictate what we would all be doing, but was quickly told we would decide as a group. Quite liked seeing him put in his place to be honest. He is 51 which is 20 years older than Gemma ( well I think that’s his age, give or take a year or so) and due to his age he prefers quiet things and more relaxed activities. We on the other hand were thinking of away days at adventure parks etc. Now Gemma looks similar to Kay but not quite as pretty. Her ass is a little bigger and so too are her boobs but the tone isn’t as good as kays. Mark is tall, very tall at 6’5 ft. Gemma stands at 5’6 ft so is quite funny seeing them kiss... I suppose we're all the same size laying down right. So after around 1 hour we had reached London and needed to get the tube. Now anyone who’s ever used the tube system will know it’s not where you want 2 young kids, lots of luggage and thousands of people so Mark and Gemma decided to get a black cab to the next train station. I thought it would be fun for the family as the girls loved trains. I was right bit also very wrong. I’ve never been so stressed in my life but the girls saw it as a magical experience and when we arrived at the next station we decided to grab an ice cream since the next train was just under an hour before departure. Gemma and Mark on the other hand were caught in traffic and paid £30 for what should have been 5 minutes drive that took almost 30 mins. We all met up again and left. As we pulled into our final destination the kids were tired, so we got a cab to the resort and unpacked before heading to the local bar/restaurant for dinner and few beers. Once we had eaten and bought some beers for back at the cabin we left and the kids were all in bed asleep within half and hour. The adults sat in the living room area sipping on beers or spirits and chatting about life. We were all so relaxed and happy to be on holiday. Myself and Mark decided it was the perfect time for a cigar so stepped out to enjoy as the girls said they were going to get changed into their nightgown. When we arrived back both girls looked stunning with similar satin garments on. Kay's was red and Gemma‘s blue. I was pretty sure I got a full erection right then. We all sat down again and we’re supping our drinks, and every so often a small breeze would blow through and show that both girls had removed their bras. As their nipples stiffened so too did my cock. I’m almost certain that Mark grabbed a cushion to hide the fact he too had gotten hard. Before too long I was so horny that I said my goodnight to everyone and pulled Kay into our room, which was right next door to Kay's sister and her bloke. As we were kissing we heard the words ‘Oh fuck, shit that feels soo good’ coming from the other room... Clearly Gemma was enjoying whatever Mark was doing to her. This only turned me on more and I could see kay getting more excited also. I parted Kay's thighs and started to suck on her Clit and slide 2 fingers into her wet pussy, she was so wet it was unreal, I pushed in another finger and then another so I now had 4 fingers excluding my thumb inside her pussy. My tongue was working overtime to bring her to orgasm. Kay has always been very vocal and this time was no different. Gemma was clearly similar to her aswell as we could hear them Next door. I knew the moment Gemma had arrived at her orgasm. She was so loud that I almost couldn’t hear Kay start to cum herself. I kept lapping and then splash after splash or pussy juice hit me in the face. It was so damn good, I lapped up every single drop I could and then she started to devour my cock. Now Kay has never been one for deep throat but by damn she was trying now. I was standing by the bed as kay was on all fours sucking and pulling my cock like her life depended on it when we heard the rhythmic sounds of the headboard being hit against the wall... then less than 30 seconds later it had all ended. Clearly Marks age has hurt his sexual form somewhat. I on the other hand had only just started... I grabbed her and spun her around and pounded into her pussy. Just as my own orgasm was building Kay was screaming so hard that I decided to work a finger into her ass, I had to slow down my assault on her pussy to work the little bud into an opening relaxed enough to take my girth. Within a minute her ass had relaxed enough so I told her to beg for my cock in her ass and be loud enough that her sister knew what she was missing out on. As I pushed deep into her bowels a guttural noise escaped her mouth and she exploded more pussy juice again. I pistoned into her for a few more minutes before pulling out and cumming all over her tits. As the post orgasm bliss took over Kay passed out so I decided to go and get a drink of water. Since everyone was in bed I got up and went to the kitchen naked to only be greeted by a semi naked Gemma (only a tiny white thong on her body). I was shocked to start with but since she didn’t seem to mind the situation neither did I... my erection started to come back as I took in her shape. We made eye contact maybe once the whole time. Her focus was on my growing cock as it went to full mast. I grabbed a drink of water as she stood next to the fridge. Mark had apparently passed out within a minute of orgasm. So Gemma went to grab a drink herself. As I went to grab some ice I brushed up against her and my arm touched her side boob, my cock on the other hand slapped her leg as I turned around. Now normally this would have been awkward but think the alcohol had suppressed the tension. A little moan escaped her lips as he cock brushed her. We carried on talking but this time about what had happened in the bedrooms. As we each described the sex I noticed that Gemma’s nipples had once again become erect. I leaned in and kissed her on the lips and took her left boob in my right hand. Slowly playing with the nipple. My other hand searched for her pussy lips and as she parted her legs I started to rub her Clit. Her hand found my shaft and slowly she pulled on it. I slid my hand inside the thin material and found her pussy as smooth as the day she was born but her lips were soaked and open. I easily slid 2 fingers inside. As we kept kissing I felt another urge to blow my load. But just as I was getting close we heard a noise for upstairs... One of the kids had awoken and wanted the toilet. This ended things with us as reality sparked into life once again. I looked at her; kissed her lips and mouthed the words: ‘Tomorrow night same time yeah? ‘ 'We’ll see' was all Gemma could reply at this point. I walked back to the bedroom where Kay was still passed out and started to pull on my dick for the release it so needed right now. My phone beeped into life. It was Gemma, and when I opened the message it was a 10 second video of her fingering her pussy. Well that did it and I came over Kay's ass. I sent her a pic of the mess I’d left on Kayleigh because of her. I passed out to one of the best sleeps of my life. I awoke a few hours later as Kay got out of bed, I still couldn’t believe that at this point I had sexual contact with 3 of 4 sisters and each time was better... ‘Hey sexy, did you cum on me after I fell asleep last night?’ Kay asked. ‘Not that I remember babe, but I was so turned on I could have when was sleeping’ I replied. Yes it was a poor answer but in my half asleep state it was the best I had. We got up and Kay headed straight into our En Suite bathroom for a shower to remove the remnants of last night’s activities. I put on a pair of shorts and headed upstairs to awaken the girls to find them out of bed and already playing in the boys room with Gemma and Marks 2 boys. I summoned them all down for a bowl of cereal and toast which they ate rather quickly. We all got dressed and decided swimming at the resort pool was the best option as the weather was typical British summer – Rain. Since the pool was indoors there were plenty of people in the main pool bit the kiddie pool was almost deserted. We walked by the pools towards the changing area and all got into our swimming costumes. I had just bought Kay a new Bikini which was a very revealing 1 piece but closer to a 2 piece. A small thin bottom which was attached to the bra by a small string crisscross type of thing. Anyway she looked seriously hot and I was struggling to contain my rock hard erection. What made It worse was the fact my 2 little girls were in the same changing room so felt weird. As we locked away all of our stuff into a locker Gemma walked out of their changing room wearing almost the exact same Bikini but only in white. We laughed as she had bought it the same day as I’d bought kays and from the same online store. Mark came walking out with the boys as I was ogling his missus. He looked at me and smiled as he noticed Kay was wearing the same Bikini so he could see my missus and all she had on display. I would normally be a little upset that someone close was eyeing up my missus but since I had been all over his last night and she has stroked my cock it seemed a little hypocritical to say the least. So I winked at him and he winked back. The kids all played in the pool as the dad’s tried to come up with ways to keep the kids entertained. The 2 sisters seemed to be enjoying the piece and quiet and every so often laughing out loud. As we tired myself and Mark left the kids to it and headed over to the ladies. Asking them what was so funny, they said they were discussing last night and how both of them are screamers. How they heard everything that was happening next door. I couldn’t believe it and was a little panicked incase Gem had told Kay of our little meet up. Mark had said that it should be private and asked for the conversation to switch to something a little more appropriate. We then took the piss out of him for being an old prude. The swimming session was coming to an end so we got the kids and we’re leaving the pool. I watched every step the 2 sisters took as I was behind them I had a great view of what awesome asses. We am had lunch and then played mini golf in the afternoon. In the evening we headed to the local pub where they had an indoor play centre which opened into the bar so kids could play and adults could relax knowing the kids had to leave the same way they went in. The drinks flowed quite well and within a couple of hours we were all past merry and almost drunk. We got the kids and headed back to the log cabin to put the kids to bed before we carried on with a nightcap. We all changed before getting back to the living room and the girls were both wearing their satin gowns again but this time their was clearly some sexy negligee underneath. Myself and Mark were wearing boxer shorts and bath robes. The drinks were poured and soon the idea of playing cards came up. We played a few games of rummy, brag and then cheat. After an hour or so we were all fairly drunk when one of the girls and I honestly can’t remember who said there needed to be forfeits for the loser. We all agreed and the next game kay lost. I suggested her forfeit should be removed her gown for the remainder of the night. No one else seemed to mind and I would say Mark seemed very happy with this as he shifted position when stocking and garter belt made an appearance. The next round Mark lost so had to remove his robe. Then myself and finally it was Gemma who lost. So in 4 games we had all shed our gowns or robes. Gemma was wearing a lacy bra and panties set that was almost see through and I have to admit I was rock hard at this point. The next game myself and Mark were out and it was down to the 2 swirls who was about to lose and have another forfeit. As Gemma put down her next card the game was over. Kay had lost again. Unsure of what her forfeit could be Gemma said she wanted Kay to suck my dick but I wasn’t allowed to cum. I was so happy with this as I was getting some release. Gemma seemed like she was enjoying the fact she could see what last night was about. Mark on the other hand seemed a little shocked and started to state as much. I whispered to Kay that she needed to remove the bra and give Mark something good to look at as Gemma was staring at us and seemed to be getting very turned on as my cock came into view. I undone the clasp on the back of her bra and her tits were free. I looked across at Mark who had a large erection but I think his age had somehow dampened his sexual drive and he was fighting himself. Enjoy the show or walk away. But Kay stopped sucking and sat up. ‘Next game then, come on who’s dealing? ‘ she calmly stated. The game went down to Gemma and Mark and Gemma lost. I feel somehow she had tried to lose so she could have the forfeit. Kay instantly said she had to suck on Marks cock until he came on her face. This had escalated the game somewhat as before it was only teasing. As Gem removed marks cock from his boxer shorts I was a little gutted. His cock was maybe a inch longer than mine buy not quite as thick. Gem engulfed it in one move and hit the Base. This girl clearly knew how to make a guy cum and cum quick. Once again I was jealous as I could only watch the awesome display before me. ‘fucking hell Gem, you’re gonna have to teach me how to do that so easily’ said Kay. ‘she is awesome and I never last long when she does this’ said Mark I looked over to see Kayleigh rubbing her pussy through her knickers and Mark was clearly enjoying the view also. Within 30 seconds Mark was erupting seamen down Gem’s throat. Kay stated that was not the forfeit so they must do another 1. It was at this point I came up with a plan. The next game would be couples and I needed to ensure myself and Kay lost. I played really badly and it seemed like Gem and Mark were trying to lose again. I was better and lost the game but getting caught cheating several times. Kay on the other hand was playing well and won the game meaning as a couple we won. I got to pick the forfeit and before consulting with Kayleigh said she needed to suck on Marks cock whilst Gem did a dance and remove all clothing she was wearing. Mark also had to remove his boxers. Kay seemed happy with this as did Mark. Within a few seconds Kay was licking Marks mushroom tip and slowing stroking his shaft. Since Mark and Kay were too engrossed with their part in got to enjoy Gem slowly dancing and removing each item of clothing she had on, which wasn’t much. As she bent over with her ass towards me she slid the French knickers slowly down her legs revealing a perfect pussy and ass hole. I didn’t care anymore and grabbed hold of her hips, pulled her towards me and starting rimming her asshole. Kay heard the moans behind her and decided that she was going to enjoy the experience of a longer cock. She stood up and removed her knickers and pushed her pussy Into marks face and held him there until he started to Lick her Clit. As Gemma came from me rimming her ass I stood up and told her I wanted to feel what her blow jobs were like. Mark just looked over and smiled. ‘You’re gonna love it mate, almost as much as I love Kays pussy.’ Then I felt my cock being swallowed. I mean she was actually truing to swallow my cock and due to this her throat muscles were stroking me to orgasm. I grabbed her head and fucked my cock down her throat. Every so often she would gag and that would make me harder. As I looked over Mark had bent kay over the table and was sliding his big long cock deep into kays pussy. Slowly he pushed himself into kay ‘Fuck me, Fuck me, Fuuuuuccccckkkkkk ‘ was all Kay could muster. Clearly the added length had Felt great . I pulled Gem off my cock and bent her over opposite her sister. I slid my cock into her cunt in one swift push and it felt tight. Very wet and very tight. My girth was stretching her open and clearly that was helping as she came within 10 seconds. She was also a squirter which I loved. My balls and legs were coated in her pussy juice. I looked at Mark and he was pounding away and Kay was screaming louder and louder. This turned me on more than I would ever have believed so removed my cock from Gems cunt and aimed at her asshole. Mark smiled and said I had no chance with that. I laughed and slid the head into Gem’s ass. As I did this I was reaching around and rubbing her Clit like it was on fire. I pushed further inside and her ass clenched tight. Gem was starting to panic so I pushed her head towards Kay. I told kay to turn her head and help her sister to relax. A little unsure at first and then realising what I wanted her to do she kissed Gem on the lips. This shocked Gem and she recoiled at first but I pushed her head back in and as Kay made contact again the embraced the kiss and even swapping tongues. This seemed to push Mark over the edge and he started getting alot faster I then started to push Into Gem more and then back out. I felt her muscles relax and started to fuck her ass. A few seconds later I was thrusting into her at pace. I told Mark to try and hold off until I was ready. He slowed a little as I increased the pace. A minute or so later I was ready to explode so pulled out and flipped gem over, Mark did the same with kay and then I instructed both to get on their knees and open their mouths. Myself and Mark then pulled our cock to orgasm and painted both girls with a mixture of both our cum. ‘Now girls, don’t waste any, so I want it all cleaned off each other’ Neither seemed to move at first so I told kay to get the small bit that had landed on Gem’s left breast. She was a little happier as she could be seen following orders rather than what she really wanted to do was suck on her sisters tit. After that had gone I told Gem to do the do same with Kay. The girls got into it and slowly the seaman was licked clean from each sexy sister. Mark stated he was exhausted and needed sleep. I couldn’t believe it, why would anyone say that right now. Clearly he thought this was the end of the night. He gave each girl a long slow kiss and walked into his room. For me this was just getting good. I wanted to see if Kay and Gem would lick each others pussies. I know that Kay will do It as she already fucked her younger sister Dani so that line had already been crossed in her mind. The struggle here could be Gem crossing that line. Fucking me and kissing her sister was one thing but licking her Clit is a total different story. ‘Fuck it’ I thought to myself grab the bull by the horns. So as Gem was a lying down I started to eat her pussy. I then motioned for Kay to sit on her face. The idea to not give Gem a choice was a brash one but one that may pay off. Since Kay was drunk still it took little convincing (which was lucky as doing it with eyes and hands is harder than you think as saying it out loud could ruin the moment) as Kay's wet pussy made contact I stuck 3 fingers into Gem and pistoned them in and out. Her head was thrashing about so she was either fighting it or enjoying it and I wasn’t sure until I heard Kay gasp. Gem had sucked Kay's Clit and was sucking it hard. I slowly worked another finger into Gem and had decided I wanted to fist her pussy. Yes her cunt was tight but since she’d had 2 kids I knew it could be stretched further. As Gem came from my assault I used her pussy juice to coat my hand and slid the whole thing inside. ‘Fuck,Fuck,Fuck,fuck’ she was yelling. I had never fisted a girl before and to be honest I was loving the view. As she was licking Kay to orgasm I was fisting her cunt to new levels of ecstacy. Kay then went a little wobbly and her own orgasm arrived flooding her sisters mouth with her juices. As Kay came, she fell forward and her head landed a few inches from Gems pussy. I was still pushing my whole hand into her so with the other I directed Kay to the Clit. A few seconds later Gem exploded once again. I then pushed my cock into her wide open pussy and fucked her whilst Kay continued to lick her clit. I felt my own orgasm coming and decided to finish in her ass. I lifted Gems legs and slid into her ass again and then flooded her bowels with what could have been the most cum I’ve ever produced. We all lay there for a few minutes before kissing goodnight and heading to bed. When I said that’s 3 of 4 to the girls kay laughed and Gem gave me a look that said there’s more I need to know here. Part 4 coming soon.

You couldn't keep your eyes off my titties My wife and I served as liaisons for some friends who had a small cabin for sale around the corner from us, on a dead end road. Ours was the closest house to theirs so we kept an eye on things for them anyway. Rick and Jean only used the place on occasion to entertain clients and friends. We knew about a couple of orgies they’d hosted, but had never been invited to one. (I didn’t think Carly would go for it, anyway.) The evidence was apparent when I would set their trash out for Monday pick-up. Used condoms, soiled panties, torn clothing and plenty of empty alcohol containers were common. We got a call from a young man who owned an auto restoration shop. He was very interested in the cabin and made an appointment for his family to look at it. Will, his wife, Rene and their daughters, 7yr old Amy and 17yr old Chris were in awe when they laid eyes on the pretty little place and gave me a check for the down payment. I called Jean and told her not to advertise it anymore. “Thank you so much, Don. You and Carly have been a blessing. I just don’t see anyway we could have done all the running to show the place… we owe you, big time.” I explained that they didn’t owe us anything, we just hated that we wouldn’t have them for neighbors anymore. She agreed and said she was sorry we hadn’t spent more time together as neighbors, “I have something in mind for you two sweet people, though. Uh… Don? How would feel about having a weekend with me at the lake? Just you and me? We have a nice houseboat and wouldn’t have to even get dressed… if we didn’t want to.” ‘FUCK!! Did I just hear what I thought I heard?’, my mind was racing. Jean had just offered me a weekend fuckfest. How in the hell was I gonna approach this with Carly? Shit yeah I’d like to get naked with her pretty little ass all weekend…. “Uh…. Jean? You do realize I’m almost sixty, don’t you? You probably wouldn’t really want to even see me naked, much less spend the weekend with me. God, yes, I’d love to do that, but you can’t be serious… and if you were, I’m not sure how I’d handle it with Carly.” “Yes, I’m serious. We’ve always liked you two a lot, and Rick has some ideas about how to get Carly on board. She’s so sweet. She’s the only reason we never invited y’all to one of our party weekends at the cabin. We figured that a big group fuck session would really not be her cup of tea. I think you might enjoy it, though… right?” Rick came up with a three day cruise ticket for Carly. I told her that I got motion sickness easily and that she should go, anyway. It didn’t take much convincing and the date was set. What Carly didn’t know was that Rick would be on the same trip… with a supply of aphrodisiacs and alcohol. He intended to fuck my wife while I was on their boat, fucking his. Four weeks later, Rick dropped Carly off in our driveway. He got out of his car, politely opened hers, and gave her a long, passionate kiss. She had a sheepish look on her face as she came to the front door.“I guess you saw that?” “Yes, I did. I take it that you and Rick must have enjoyed the trip?” She put her purse on the small table by the door and hugged me tight, “My God, yes, Don. I didn’t think it would much fun without you there, but Rick made me feel very wanted. He told me that you and Jean were spending the weekend on their boat. How did that go?” No need to pull any punches, so I told her the truth, “We never got dressed for two and a half days. Every time she bent over, I fucked her. When we laid down, I fucked her. When we showered, I fucked her. In between all that, I was either eating her pussy or she was giving me blowjobs. Let’s go to the bedroom, I’m getting a hard on just thinking about it.” Once Carly and I, both, got through cumming, she told me about her sexual adventures with Rick, “There were dozens of younger, prettier women on that ship. He could have had sex with plenty of them, but he stayed right with me. The first time we fucked, he got me a little drunk and gave me something. My pussy started tingling right away and I needed to rub it. I excused myself to my cabin, but Rick was there in minutes. By that time, I was so horny, I nearly dragged him to bed and tore his clothes off. We fucked like rabbits all afternoon. By the time the drugs wore off, I didn’t care. I don’t know how many times he made me cum, but I knew I wanted to spend the whole trip fucking and sucking… so that’s what we did.” Rick and Jean still send us invitations to their three day orgies, but we only went to one. As it turned out, being available to several men wasn’t appealing to Carly. I had no problem with it… pussy is pussy in my book. Now, back to the new neighbors… Will had told me that they wouldn’t be using the cabin as a home. Weekend trips and campouts were the purpose for them buying it. He left us a key and told us he’d pay for our time to look after the place, mow the grass, pick up dead limbs, etc. We rarely got in a visit with them, but they would honk and wave as they came and went. Once in a while, his wife Rene and their youngest girl, Amy, would walk and pick wild flowers along the road. Usually, if Carly saw them, she would step out and visit with them a while. The only time we had seen the 17yr old was when they were buying the cabin. About six months after Will’s family bought the cabin, I happened to be in my shop, looking out the door when a tall, young girl went down the road jogging. She saw me and waved. I wondered how her big tits could bounce that much without getting sore. I had forgotten about her and was getting some tools from the back of my pickup when I heard, “Hi, Don.” It was the same girl… with the same big tits. “Well, hi, yourself. Do you live around here?” She nodded her head toward the turn that goes down the dead end road, “The cabin… dad is the one who bought the cabin last winter.” Surely this wasn’t the little teenager who had been all bundled up in a camo jacket and pants. This was a 5ft 8 woman with D cups on her chest. The tank top exposed a lot of that supple flesh, too . “Your dad? You mean Will?” “Yep, I didn’t think you recognized me.” “Wellll, I don’t remember you being this tall.” She knew that her breasts were attracting 85% of my attention. “Actually,” she smiled and leaned over to re-tie her shoe, which didn’t need re-tying, “I hit a teenage growth spurt and grew a little over six inches in seven months.” ‘I have a little over six inches growing in my pants right now’ , I thought to myself. “Yeah, girls do have growth spurts.” … ‘ and if you lean those babies toward me, I’ll have to spurt, too .’ “Not only did I get taller, these plumped up, too,” she lifted her tits to make them more comfortable in her sports bra, “I’m getting used to the height, but sometimes these get in the way.” Wait a minute… this girl was seventeen... no, I remembered her mom telling me she'd had her milestone, 18th birthday . Now, she’s standing here talking to this old man about problems with her awesome, fucking breasts. Something is definitely wrong with this picture. I’m wanting to slam her cute ass over onto the tailgate and give her a good tit fucking… maybe more. “I’m sorry, sugar, I don’t remember what your name is. I’ve seen Will and your mom, Rene, and Amy several times. Have you been here much?” She was still adjusting her bra and contents, “Nope, I don’t come out with them much, lots of things going on with my friends and school. I think I’ll come a lot more often, though. I just got my drivers license and I love it out here in the woods.” She finally quit fucking around with her top and pronounced it ‘better’. “Chris, my name is Chris. Looks like I’m not the only one that needs to adjust their clothes,” she looked downward and giggled, indicating she’d noticed the bulge in my jeans, “Gotta run… see ya.” I told my wife I had to shit and went straight to the bathroom. Thirty seconds after I closed the door, I emptied my nuts. Visions of Chris’ big tits, and small ass, was all it took pump about eight streams of cum into the toilet. I was watching the news a couple of weeks later when I saw Chris through the window, jogging down the road and glancing at our house every couple of steps. I found the loosest pair of shorts in my drawer and headed outside. I removed the air cleaner from my lawnmower, scattered the three or four parts on the ground, and went back inside to wait. When I saw Chris walking back my way, I went back outside and pretended to be working on the mower. “Hi, Don. I didn’t see your truck and thought y’all were gone.” “Carly’s babysitting our grandkids today and tomorrow. She’s gone to Summerville. You need something cool to drink?” “Sure, some water would be good.” I invited her inside and gave her a cold bottle of water. The first thing she did was slip it down her sports bra, between her tits, “Ooooh, that feels so good.” She unscrewed the lid and took a long swig, pushing her chest out as she chugged it down. “Ahhhhh… that’s better.” My cock had already made a tent out of my shorts and she made a point to observe. “You have some tools in your pocket?” I looked at my tent, smiled, and told her, “Just one tool, but it’s a good one. It fixes everything it works on.” She pulled the bottom of her top away from her chest and made an effort to ‘fan’ some air under those boobs, “You wouldn’t have a cool wet washcloth, would you? There’s a lot of heat under here.” I gave her the wet cloth and offered to ‘do the honors’. She quickly pulled the blue top over her head and tossed it to the floor. Her hands held her melons up as I cooled her ‘undercarriage’ and down across her stomach. ‘SHIT!’, I thought, ‘this luscious little bitch is only eighteen. All it would take is for her to tell Will and he'd kill me.’ “Don… did you hear me?” I was so lost in my thoughts, I hadn’t. “I said you can wipe the upper side, too, if you want. You act like you’ve never seen a girl’s tits before.” “Chris, you’re only eighteen and you’re right, I’ve never seen boobs like this on someone so young. I’ve already done more than I should. I really don’t want to spend the rest of my life in a grave. You should probably get your top back on and head home, before I do more than just cool these things off.” “Are you kidding me?” She tweaked her nipples with her fingers, “We both know how you couldn’t take your eyes off my titties last time. I came by myself this weekend. Mom and dad took Amy to Six Flags in St. Louis.” She giggled and hooked her thumbs in the top of her own shorts. Pushing them to the floor and stepping out of them naked, she said, “If Carly had been home, I was gonna figure out a way to get you over to our cabin… Don, I’ve been fucking for a long time Only one friend of mine has been in my pussy… most of the time it’s been Dad or his friends, or uncle Dean. I love sex with older men. They appreciate it so much and take the time to show it. C’mon, let’s get those shorts off so I can see that ‘really good tool’.” She dropped to her knees and took my shorts to the floor as she went. My dick almost hit her in the eye as it flopped out of its confinement. She jerked her head back and smiled, “Well, I did say I wanted to see it… looks good, too.” Her experienced mouth took charge and I swore I was dreaming. There was no fucking way I could have a pretty eighteen year old, built like the proverbial ‘shit house’, naked and on her knees, sucking me off… but I wasn’t dreaming. She pulled away, leaving my brain screaming, ‘WAIT! DON’T STOP NOW!!’ Chris stood and told me, “Don’t worry, I’ll give you a really good blowjob later, but right now, I need fucked.” My conscience kicked in again, “But you’re only …” She stepped to the couch, put her knees on the cushions, and stuck her ass in the air. Her shaved pussy was staring at me from between her smooth thighs. “Does this look like I’m just eighteen? Or does it look like a beautiful, delicious, young cunt that needs to have a cock in it? C’mon, Don, don’t make me beg.” Two steps later, I was at her entrance. Superman’s rod couldn’t have been any harder. I wanted to jam all I had in, as far as it would go, and give this girl the fuck of her lifetime… or maybe, MY lifetime. Then I remembered, ‘I’m not gonna be able to get more than a couple of loads, at my age. I need to pace myself’. I eased ol’ Fat Boy into Chris’ steaming pussy, taking five or six strokes to get all the way in. The girl moaned “Oh yeah, yeah, mmmmm.” She felt tight enough to be virgin, but her cunt muscles were milking me each time I drew back, “God, Don… I like your size. Mmmm, Dad and Uncle Dean are both skinnier that yours. Oh, yeah, that’s good, good, good…” I felt I was about to bust my nuts so I told her it was coming her way. She smiled over her shoulder and told me to ‘turn it loose’. Rarely do I make more than a few grunts when I cum, but my mind, my cock, my balls and my mouth were all coordinated as my load blew the end of my dick off, “OH MY FUCKIN’ GOD!! OHHHH, SHIT, GIRL! UHH.. UHH.. UHH.. OHHHHHHHHH… OHHH, FUCK YEAH! GOD DAMN, YOU’RE SO FUCKIN’ GOOD!” “Don’t stop, Don! I’m gonna cum, toooooooo… Oh, YESSSSSSSS… KEEP FUCKING MEEEEEE… OH, OH, OHHH… YEAHHHhhhhh!!” Her pussy was sloshing with juices, both hers and mine. It was dripping out her hole, onto the couch cushion and down to the floor. For a second, I was concerned about explaining it to Carly… then I just didn’t care. I kept my piston stroking until it was flaccid and fell out. As Chris pushed backward, cum and pussy juice gushed to the floor. “Whoa! We made a pretty good mess. Show me where the paper towels and a little spray cleaner are. I’ll clean this up after I check out your bathroom.” She washed herself and cleaned the fuck juices up. All I could do was sit in my recliner and watch those awesome tits sway, and wish I was eighteen again. Every time she’d pass my chair, she would reach down and pat my soft dick, and say, “Good boy.” We heard a tone from her cell phone, “Well, I’ll be damned. Uncle Dean is on his way out here, but just for an hour or so. Gee, I just can’t imagine what he wants. Usually when he’s in a hurry, he’s not in a good mood. Sometimes he even gets a little mean. Him and Aunt Kim probably got into an argument.” She winked and said, “When his pickup leaves out, I’ll come back over, unless you don’t want me to.” “Well, if you don’t have anything better to do,” I answered, “I do have a little blue pill in the bathroom… think I’ll take one in a few minutes.” I popped my Viagra and laid my naked ass down on the couch. When I awoke, Chris’ sweet lips were on my stiff cock, again. She raised her head and smiled, “Have a good nap?” “Yeah, I was dreaming about a beautiful, young girl named Chris. I was thinking about how great it would have been to have her in my life forty years ago.” I lifted her chin and kissed her soft lips, “I’ve only spent very little time with her, but she’s amazingly talented. I’d like to spend lots more time getting to know her, what she likes to eat, what kind of movies she likes, what she likes to do for fun…” “That’s sweet, Don. Usually, nobody cares what I want or like. Just like Uncle Dean. When he got here, he started chewing me out because I still had my panties and socks on. Then all he wanted to do jam his skinny dick in my ass. It took him all of three minutes to cum, then he slapped my butt really hard three times, jerked his clothes on and left. I’m getting tired of his shit. He has no clue, but I recorded it all on my webcam. If he doesn’t straighten up, I’m ready to tell Aunt Kim that he raped me. What do you think?” “I think you need to tell Uncle Dean he needs to get his shit straight. You’re a very pretty girl, willing to make a man happy with sex. Nobody should be rough with you. If you want, I’ll have a talk with him… I’m good at explaining things to assholes.” “Naw, I think I can handle him. I have some more videos. I can cut them into one, with the worst scenes. Yeah, I can handle it, and thank you for offering, that’s sweet. “But… speaking of assholes,” she pulled her clothes off, again, “his little dick didn’t give me any pleasure at all…

I’m Ryan and I’ve never been anything special with women. I’m 40 now and most people would consider me a nerd. But, I am a really, really rich nerd. This is a story about how even a nerd like me can score if he tries hard enough. I graduated college with a B.S. in computer science, specializing in software design. My doctoral thesis at Tech—oh, yeah, only the students at MIT call it that—dealt with new algorithms for online transactional security. Translated into English-when you go to a bank or store online you want to know that the transaction is secure. My software encrypted all the account information in such a way that it was impossible to decipher it. Each code was only used once and there were literally trillions of combinations in the algorithm. When I started my company I borrowed money from my folks to hire Cray Labs to unravel the encryption. They use super computers thousands of times more powerful and faster than even the best server available to the public. After two weeks of non-stop work they quit the project, telling me it was impossible for a hacker to break the code. That was all I needed. Banks and online retailers flocked to buy my product, knowing their customers’ (and their) information would be secure. I was a multi-millionaire by the time I was 28, and so were most of my employees. I used profit sharing--my staff splitting forty percent of the profits. Last year Microsoft offered me $200 million to buy me out but I wasn’t interested. Eventually they gave me an offer I couldn’t refuse. I split $80 million among my twenty employees and kept the rest. Technically, I’m still a “consultant”; they’re paying me $500,000 a year, but realistically, I’m retired. I moved into the south for the weather, golf, and fishing, buying a home on the Intracoastal Waterway in southeastern North Carolina. Here’s where my story really begins. I’m not much of a cook so I go out to eat often. One night last week I stopped by a low priced chain restaurant. I’d never been there before and I wasn’t expecting much of a meal but it was a case of right place at the right time. Once I was seated my waitress came for my drink order. I was really taken by her. She had to be twenty-one because she was serving alcohol, but she looked much younger with a girlish body. She couldn’t have been more than 5’3” tall, thin with small breasts and the most wonderful tight ass I’d seen in years. I could just make out her camel toe through her tight jeans. Her name was Morgan, “I’ll be your server tonight, “ she said. She was really cute—dark hair in a pony tail, freckles, and enchanting green eyes-- and as I ordered I wondered what I could do to get into those sexy jeans she was wearing. I figured this was a time to be really direct; the worst that could happen would be that they’d throw me out. The restaurant was crowded so I couldn’t take her aside and talk to her. I decided to let my wallet do the talking. I paid the bill in cash, leaving a generous tip and a piece of a hundred with a note written on it—“If you’d like the rest, and maybe more call me when you get off.“ My cell number followed. I figured I had about a 20 percent chance that she’d call. If she didn’t I still had more than half of the hundred that I could turn in at the bank for a new whole bill, so there wasn’t much risk. My biggest concern was that she’d have a really big boyfriend or brother who’d want to kill me. It was just after 11 when my phone vibrated. “Hi, Morgan,” I said when I answered, “I’m glad you accepted my invitation.” “Yeah, well you’re either the craziest guy I’ve met at work or the weirdest. I don’t know which. What do I have to do to get the rest of the hundred?” “You just did it. I only wanted the chance to talk with you and I couldn’t do it at dinner. Damn, that place was crowded.” “It’s always that way at dinner time. Good thing, too. I really need the money.” “Oh?” I queried. “Yeah, I totaled my car last year and I didn’t have enough insurance to cover it. I owe a fortune on my new one. That’s a laugh—new. Its six years old and has over a hundred thousand miles on it. But it’s the best one I could afford.” “Listen, is there a chance we could meet tonight—like a bar or club? I’d like to see you and maybe talk a while. You don’t really know me so I figure someplace public where you’d feel safe…” I didn’t get a chance to finish when she interrupted. “OK, but no funny business and you’d better have the rest of that hundred or I’m out of there.” She gave me the name of a bar about 10 minutes away. She’d be able to get there a few minutes later. “How will I know you’re there?” “Just look for a high-end Porsche—red metallic. I’ll be inside it waiting for you.” I hung up before she could change her mind. I got to the bar and found a parking spot almost by the door. It didn’t look very crowded—not what I expected. I sat back and enjoyed the stereo. Just a few minutes later there was a knock on my window. I lowered it to find Morgan in the same outfit she had worn to work. “Boy, this is some car, especially compared to mine. Is it fast? Stupid question—it’s a Porsche.” “Zero to sixty in 3.4—I’ve actually done that but on a track, not on the road. If you’re going that fast you’ll be dong a hundred before you can react to slow down. Too dangerous! And speaking of a hundred…” I passed the rest of the bill out the window. “Don’t worry its still good. Just give both parts to a bank and they’ll honor it.” She put the money into her pocket, looked at me questioningly, “OK, why me? There are plenty of women around here who are much hotter than me.” I looked up at her. “You want to get in or maybe we should go in for a drink?” She looked around then slowly walked around the back of the car to the passenger’s door. I unlocked it and she got in, savoring the bucket seat that would hold you in solidly during a 130 mph turn. She looked at me, “So I guess you want to fuck me.” I laughed so hard I almost hurt myself. “That thought did occur to me but let’s see if we like each other first. I introduced myself and told her the essentials—name, age, occupation (OK, no occupation), where I lived—all that bullshit. She just looked around the car. “How much did this cost?” “With tax, about $270,000, but I bought it when I lived in New York where the tax is much higher than it is here.” “Wow, you must have some payments,” she exclaimed. I laughed again. “I paid cash—actually a bank check, but the same thing.” “You must be rich. You wanna fuck me?” “Yes, I do. Feel better, now?” I checked my watch. “Do you have to be home anytime soon?” No, but I should call my folks. Damn, that sounds so childish. I have to live with my parents. You must think I’m a real loser.” “Actually, no—I had to live with my folks after I finished grad school and I was older than you. Lots of young people have to live with their parents, especially these days. The economy sucks.” “Well, I want to stay for a while so I guess I should call and let them know I’ll be late.” I passed her my cell and tried not to listen in on her call. She passed it back to me when she was done, then leaned over the console to kiss me. “I don’t think I’ve ever been out with a real gentleman before. Thank you.” Then she kissed me again. The first was just a little peck; this one was different. She moved her tiny body onto the console, hooked her arm behind my neck pulling me to her and kissed me. It was long, wet, and really hot. Her tongue pushed into my mouth where it mingled eagerly with mine. When she finally broke the kiss she looked into my eyes, “Can we go for a ride?” I started the car, its tuned exhaust rumbled threateningly; the turbocharged 620 HP V6 yearning to show its stuff. I backed out and headed for the highway. It was late and traffic was light, quite a change from my years in New York and Massachusetts where you would find crowded roads any time of day or night. I stopped at a light before entering the ramp. I showed Morgan the paddles designed for really fast shifting. The light turned green and I opened it up, reaching the speed limit of 65 almost immediately. I throttled back so we wouldn’t be speeding and headed out of town. I had no destination in mind when she suddenly said, “Let’s go to your place.” “You know, we really don’t have to. We could just drive around for a while and…” Again she interrupted, “No, I want to. People look at me and think I’m just a little kid. I’m not. I’m a woman with a woman’s needs and wants. What I want now is some hot sex. I shouldn’t tell you this but it’s been a long time since I got laid, and that was just a one night stand. I’ve never really had a boy friend. Oh, I’m talking too much. You probably think I’m a real loser now!” “No, Morgan, when most people look at me they see a nerd—a computer genius who’s lousy with women. In most cases I don’t even get a chance, even though the few girls I’ve been with have said I’m pretty good.” We rode silently, each of us thinking of what was to come. Eventually we reached my place. I stopped at the gate and keyed in the code. It opened silently and we drove through. It’s about a hundred feet to the turn around in front of the house. We got out and walked hand-in-hand up to the door. There’s no key, just a palm pad. I placed my right hand on the pad and waited as the scan proceeded. The light turned green and the door opened. A woman’s voice startled Morgan, “Welcome home, sir. Oh, I see you have a guest. Shall I set up the living room or the den?” “Neither,” I replied, “just shut yourself off. I won’t need you any more this evening.” Morgan looked around. Who was I talking to? “It’s OK,” I laughed. “You just met my computer. This whole house is controlled by it. I thought it would be more fun if it had a voice interface. It’s a lot easier to give it commands that way, too. I’m working on a holographic body for her but I haven’t found anyone to use as a model yet.” She looked up at me, smiled, and led me into the living room. There was a view of the ICW and the marsh beyond illuminated by a near-full moon. I thought it was romantic and I guess she agreed. She turned to give me another really hot kiss. She tiptoed up and I leaned down, my hands squarely on her tight ass. Her hand, however, found my growing erection. “Hmmmm, not bad—not bad, at all.” Using both hands she unbuckled and opened my pants, allowing them to fall to the floor. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of my briefs (I told you I was a nerd) causing my cock to spring forth. Physically I’m average at best, but my cock was built for a bigger man—almost eight inches long and two inches thick. She tried to wrap her tiny fingers around it, finding she needed both hands to reach all the way around. She stroked me slowly bringing an appreciative groan to my lips. Looking directly into my eyes she slowly lowered herself so she could bring me into her waiting wanting mouth. She licked me expertly. “I thought you said you didn’t have any experience,” I whispered between moans. Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth as she grinned. “I said I didn’t have a lot, and that’s true. But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to try my best. Listening to you I guess my best is pretty good.” “Oh, yeah, I guess you could say that. But right now I have another idea.” I pulled her up and scooped her into my arms. Once she was settled in I headed straight to the bedroom. Playfully I dumped her right into the center of my king sized bed. I picked up a remote and pressed a button to open the drapes, revealing the same spectacular view we had seen in the living room. Another button produced soft mood music; a third opened a small refrigerator with a bottle of Dom and several iced glasses. I looked at her sheepishly as she spun around, “Didn’t you say you were no good with women,” she said accusingly. I just shrugged my shoulders. “I like to be prepared—that’s all. This bottle has been in there for months.” “Yeah, right!” But she was smiling as she said it. “OK, open the damn bottle and let’s see if it’s any good.” “It better be for what it cost.” I reached for the corkscrew, opened it, and poured us each a glass. We toasted silently and took our first drink together as we started to undress each other. Naked at last I couldn’t take my eyes off her youthful yet ripe body—hairless from her neck to her toes, making her look even more vulnerable. But I was to learn she was anything but. She downed he glass, put it aside, and led me by the penis to the bed. “I want to make sure you get your money’s worth.” “I got that forty minutes ago. You’re the first woman I’ve ever had here and the way I feel right now I don’t think I want anyone else.” “You know, for a nerd you say all the right things. Now come here, shut up and fuck me.” I reached into the drawer next to the bed and pulled out a condom. I desperately wanted to feel her pussy against my skin. I was pretty sure it would be safe based on what she had told me, but better safe than sorry. She lay back and pulled her legs up with her hands until her feet were crossed behind her head. Her bare pussy was straight below my throbbing dick. “You do know where to put it, don’t you, Mr. ‘Inexperienced?’ Let me help you just to be sure.” Considering that I hadn’t even rubbed her pussy she was dripping in anticipation. She was really tight but I slid right in with only a little effort. Whenever I tried to slow down to let her adjust she pushed her cunt up to take more of me into her. Soon I was balls deep. I slowly started to hump into her. Looking into her beautiful face I could see her mouth the words, “Faster, harder. I like it rough.” I started a rapid rhythm, moving faster and faster—harder and harder. On one stroke I pulled out of her but she quickly realigned cock and cunt so I didn’t miss a beat. It was only after a few rushed strokes that I realized she had removed the condom. Before I could react the whispered, “It’s OK, I’m on the pill and I really want to feel you because I’m going to cum really, really soon.” She started panting, her body jerking around with abandon. Suddenly, her legs wrapped around my waist as she lifted her hips, releasing a guttural yell. That was all it took to push me over the top. I pushed stream after stream of hot semen deep into her. I slowly lowered my self onto her, still sustaining my weight with my arms until I moved next to her onto the bed. We embraced for many minutes, kissing tenderly. I raised my head, “Can you stay the night? “I thought you’d never ask.” Then she kissed me again and pulled up the blanket before we drifted in a delicious sleep.

It all started the day I flashed my sister. See, we live out in the Bible Belt, a little place called Vernonberg. Everything you’re imagining, that’s it. I live in a town of about 200 people, and all of ‘em cram into the same Church every Sunday. My sister is the head of the chastity club, which every boy in town probably thinks is a complete waste, because she’s easily the hottest girl in the state. I’d never thought of her in a sexual light before though. She was just my older sister—a bit of a pain at time, useful at other times. Sometimes good company, sometimes the last person I wanted to hang around with. Y’know, just an older sister. But it’s hard to stop thinking about someone in a sexual light when they become completely obsessed with your cock. I had no idea what Brad was up to at the time. I knew him, of course—in a town this small, when someone new arrives it’s often the biggest news of the year. He was from New York, and his parents sent him out here to live with his uncle and aunt, some kind of punishment. New blood, even from the Godless state of New York, is still attractive, and with her looks, my sister could have her pick of any guy, so less than a week after Brad moved here, the two were dating. I was trying to work it out later, and it must have been about 3 weeks through the 6-week program that I flashed my sister. I didn’t mean anything by it—I just thought it would annoy her, be funny, you know. I thought she’d shriek, maybe tell mom and dad, at worst I’d get a talking-to and at best I’d get a good laugh. So when she stopped, her eyes widened, and she just stared at my member, I wasn’t sure how to take it. After a few seconds, I asked if she was okay. She just nodded, and kept staring. I covered myself back up with my towel, I went to my room and she went to hers. Other than a passing thought of “wow, how weird” and a brief rumination as to whether this was her way of getting me back, I didn’t really think much of it. Meanwhile, she was continuing to see Brad every second night. Like I said, it wasn’t until later that I found out what they were doing on their dates (except I knew that it wasn’t anything sexual, because, y’know. There are lots of nasty things you can say about my sister, but she’s really serious about this Chastity Club. She really wants-well, wanted -to go to Liberty University a virgin, find her soulmate, and all that.) But I’ll tell you now because otherwise the next bit of the story won’t make sense. Brad got sent from New York because—and I didn’t believe this at first, I thought it was just so weird—he was caught hypnotising girls. Yeah, that’s right. Hypnosis, like in those old cartoons. I dunno why they didn’t think he’d try it out here, or maybe they just didn’t care, as long as it was away from his parents. They’re big-shot lawyers out there, or doctors, or something like that. But every second night, Brad was taking my sister somewhere quiet and dark, and just hypnotising the heck out of her. I still don’t really know much about it, so maybe he only knew the program he was using, or maybe it’s something to do with giving them a fixation, something to obsess over. Maybe he just likes playing weird mind-games, I dunno. But the program he was using was a simple one—it boiled down to the idea that the next penis she saw, the next penis my sister saw, she would become obsessed with it. She would want to fuck and suck and do everything with. She would masturbate thinking about it, do anything to get to play with it, and play with it every chance she got. She’d think about it before she went to sleep and be hungry for it first thing in the morning. It was probably a pretty safe bet. Before I flashed her, I don’t think my sister had EVER seen a penis, and Brad’s plan was obviously to finish the program, and then get her hooked on his and enjoy the benefits. I can’t blame him—every guy in town probably thought about my sister when they jerked off, and probably some of the girls as well. 3 weeks into his 6-week program, he had no idea that her kid brother would flash her in the hallway, and make her programming take hold early. She didn’t do anything for the next few days, and like I said, I’d pretty much forgotten about it. But two nights after I flashed her, it must have been a Thursday, she came into my room one night, and sat on my bed. “Hey.” I said. Like I mentioned, I didn’t really think anything was up. We weren’t close close but we weren’t at each other’s throats or anything. Coming in for a chat wasn’t anything strange. She closed the door, which wasn’t necessarily normal, but could just have meant that she wanted to talk about our parents. “Hey...” There was a weird pause, and I went back to reading my magazine. “Hey Brodie,” she said...oh, that’s me! My name’s Brodie, and she’s Anne. I just realised I never told you that. “Hey Brodie, have you got a girlfriend?” “No,” I said, without looking up from my magazine. “Why, are you offering?” She didn’t laugh, but I didn’t really expect her too. Dad once said Anne got my dose of the serious as well as her own. “I was just wondering. If you...y’know, like anyone.” “Not really, sis.” I wondered where this was going. You’ve got to remember that I didn’t know about Brad’s hypnosis. Even though she was only halfway through the program, Anne had already spent two sleepless, confused nights, replaying that moment in the hall again and again. “So who do you think about when you, y’know, play with yourself.” Suddenly it seemed obvious. Anne’s Chastity Club were all about not only stopping people from having sex, but also from masturbating. Lusting after a woman is as bad as having an affair and all that. She’d never tried to guilt me about it before, but I’d seen her go to work on other guys. “Anne,” I groaned (a week later I’d spend a lot of time groaning my sister’s name but in a completely different way.) “I don’t really want to talk about that with you.” “No no no,” Anne said, after a few seconds of confusion. “That’s not what I mean. I figure that, y’know, you’re doing it and that’s fine.” “It is?” “Yeah. I mean, sure, we’re not really meant to lust, but better to have a bit of relief than to, y’know, do it. It.” She looked a bit distracted for a few seconds, then focussed again. “And when I find,” she continued, “You know, the one, I was thinking about it...” “Yeah?” I said, completely clueless. This was nothing like Anne. She had a slightly manic look in her eyes—a bit like she did when she was going on about the chastity club, or one of her friends hearing the Word. It was a weird mix of passionate and exhausted—like I said, I found out later that she’d had less than 5 hours sleep in the last 48. I probably could have talked her into pretty much anything if I’d known, but I wasn’t thinking like that. Yet. At that stage, I was just feeling worried about my older sister. “So I was thinking that, y’know, if you...well, y’know.” “Anne, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She shook her head, as if trying to get a cobweb out of her hair, or a voice out of her ear. “I was wondering if I could watch you...y’know. If I could watch you.” “Watch me what?” She sighed, exasperated. I sort of knew what she was talking about, but didn’t want to say it in case I was wrong. “Watch you...y’know. *Masturbate*.” “Anne!” I was genuinely shocked. I’d never heard her use such language. I don’t even know if she’d ever used such language before. It certainly didn’t roll off her tongue. The manic look was back in her eyes again. One of her hands was fiddling with the cross she wore around her neck, and she swallowed nervously before she replied. “I just want to watch. Y’know, so I can learn. I want to see what it looks like.” “Anne, is this some kind of weird joke? Is this revenge for the other day in the hall?” She unfocussed for a few seconds, then snapped back. “No! I...please, Brodie?” I dunno what I expected. She was never good at arguing, and she’d never really had to do much to convince people to do what she wanted. Even mom was putty in her hands. She had that sort of aura around her—like God had picked her out for something special, like she was somehow better than other people. Maybe that’s what she thought too, and that’s why she never really tried that hard. If something was meant to be, it would happen, and if it wasn’t going to happen, it wasn’t meant to be so she wouldn’t try too hard. Knowing that the person asking you to do something will get it done whether you help or not should make you less interested, but for some reason it doesn’t. Anyway, it worked on me. It was one of the weirdest moments of my life—my hyper-Christian, sex-before-marriage-is-as-bad-as-murder, so virginial she made Mary look like a slut...my confident, gorgeous older sister had just asked me to masturbate in front of her, and she even sounded nervous about it. But it was too weird for me to even notice how weird it was—I was focussed on what was happening, not the bigger pictures, so I just nodded and Anne breathed a sigh of relief. This would have been the perfect opening to ask if she, y’know. Played with herself. But honestly, it never occurred to me that it was even a possibility. Girls, as far as I knew, didn’t, and especially not my sister. I certainly had no idea that two days ago she had come for the first time, thinking about me. And then six more times since. Awkwardly, I lowered my pyjama pants. I was considering asking if she was sure, but the raptured look on her face answered that question for me. As I pulled out my rapidly-hardening penis, I could have sworn that a slight moan escaped her lips. We sat there for a few minutes, her breathing heavily and staring at my member, me not quite sure what to do. I’d jerked off before, of course, but never for an audience. Finally, she broke off her gaze, and looked up at me. Like I said, I’d never thought of my sister in a sexual light before, but something about her big blue eyes looking up at me, her hard breathing making her breasts heave just from the fact that I was showing her my cock. The way her mouth was twisted in nervous excitement...for the first time, I realised how lucky her future husband was going to be, getting to have her every night. It was a pretty sexy situation, so I was hard already, but when my sister’s tongue unconsciously flicked across her lips, I swear I got even harder. “So what now?” I can’t remember if I asked that or she did, but one of us broke the silence, and we both giggled. I suddenly relaxed—this might be a weird situation, but she was still my sister. I didn’t say anything, just slowly started stroking my hand up and down. Her eyes widened, and she leaned in closer. After five minutes of silence, the only noise being her breathing and me...well, wanking, I grunted “Watch out”, and she jumped backwards as I started to come. She watched, entranced, as I shot over my stomach and chest (I’d had the forethought to unbutton my pyjama top.) Later in the week she’d have some questions, but that first night, she just sat and watched, drinking it all in (but not literally, y’know?) After I was done, I grabbed some tissues, cleaned it up, and we sat there in another awkward silence. The wild look was gone from her eyes—she suddenly seemed way, way more calm, but still a bit...antsy? You know, like she suddenly needed to be somewhere else, like she had something to do. “Thanks for that, Brodes.” she said. “That was...really interesting.” “Uh, no worries.” Again, it would have been a perfect opportunity to ask her to now show me, but like I said, I had no idea that she DID, let alone that she probably would have shown me. I wasn’t to know for a while, but after she sneaked out of my room, she had a masturbation herself, and then slipped into what she described as “the most restful sleep she’d ever had.” The next day could have been awkward, but it wasn’t. Probably because of the great rest she’d had, she skipped into breakfast the next morning, stuck her tongue out at me (weirdly playful, even for her) and we didn’t really talk to each other for the rest of the day. We go to the same tiny school of course, but even when you have less than fifty people, social groups spring up, and we didn’t really have any need to talk to each other. It wasn’t until late that night, after she got home from her date with Brad, that we spoke again. She knocked on my door at about half eleven, well after our bedtimes, but probably the safest time to make sure mom and dad wouldn’t catch her. I had already pleasured myself that evening, just thinking about the previous night—I really wasn’t expecting a repeat experience. I didn’t know anything about the hypnosis or the obsession, I just took her at face value—I figured she’d wanted to learn how a penis worked, and that my demonstration would have satisfied her curiousity. “Come in,” I said, and she slipped in still wearing her date clothes. Nothing even remotely slutty—wouldn’t want people to get the wrong idea—but with my sister’s body, she could make anything sexy, especially skin-tight jeans and a form-fitting sweater. The manic look was back. And even though she no longer looked tired, it was like she was slipping in and out of drowsiness. Every now and again she’d lose focus in her eyes for a few seconds, and then drift back into alertness. It was weird, but I didn’t really waste any time thinking about it—had other things on my mind. She sat on the end of the bed again. Despite having gone twice that evening already (and once that morning, if we’re being honest) just seeing my sister was enough to rouse my penis again. “I was just wondering...” she started, then paused. I wasn’t giving her anything. I wasn’t complaining at all, but her behaviour was weirding me out a bit, and I wanted to make sure that what happened was her choice, that I wasn’t forcing her into anything. After a full minute had passed, she continued. “I was just wondering if I could, y’know. Watch you again.” In response to my blank stare, she rolled her eyes and spelled it out. “I want to watch you masturbate.” There’s something sexy about watching someone as pure as my sister say ‘masturbate.’ It’s a word that you just don’t expect from someone with her innocent looks. If my penis was waking up when she entered the room, it was completely alert and ready to go after hearing her swear. “Why? I thought you saw everything you wanted to see last night.” “Well, yeah.” She paused and thought. Subconsciously she knew why she wanted to see it again, but her conscious mind had to come up with an excuse, a justification. “But I don’t know if I really saw everything. Would you mind?” She has a look. Dad calls it the heart-melter; she uses it on him every time that she wants to use the car, and she uses it on boys when she needs a favour, or a date (not that she needs to do much to get a date.) Anne threw me the heart-melter, which did anything *but* melt other parts of me. Honestly, I was tempted to see how much she wanted to watch me. But knowing what I did then, I didn’t want to push my luck, just in case she changed her mind. It was essentially just a repeat of the previous night. I jerked off, she watched—this time she asked a couple of questions, and didn’t jump back when I came—but nothing was majorly different. After I was done, she almost ran out of the room, and I was left puzzled and sticky. This continued every night for the next 5 or 6 days—every night she came in, made some weak excuse as to why she had to watch me masturbate, and sat entranced as I did. It wasn’t until Wednesday, the next week, that she finally summoned up the courage to do more than watch. It had almost become a routine—I’d wait each night for her knock, and we didn’t even need to discuss it. I’d pull myself out, she’d settle down at the end of my bed... But this night, I’m pretty sure it was Wednesday, she touched my arm before I started. “Could I try it?” Despite the weirdness of what we were doing, I was still surprised. I mean, watching for educational reasons is one thing, but I’m pretty sure that playing with your brother’s cock must cross some kind of line. “Are you sure?” I asked, and then realised the ridiculousness of what I was asking. Anne didn’t do anything without being sure. She nodded, and I sat back. I still look back at that as one of the most erotic moments of my life—my sister’s small, cold hand wrapping around my cock, her looking up at me nervously as she stroked it back and forth. The last week had certainly served its educational purpose—Anne had picked a lot up, and as her hands went to work, I let out a moan without even realising. She shushed me, worriedly, and we both broke out in the giggles again. “How am I doing?” she asked, as our muffled laughter subsided. I don’t know if you’ve figured it out, but my sister has a pretty big head. Not literally, I mean she’s arrogant and stuff. So I decided that I wasn’t going to add to that, and instead of gushing about her skill, I gave her some pointers. She listened intently, and once I was done, started again, incorporating my tips. At this point, I started to figure that *something* was up. People don’t just start jerking off their brothers for no reason, y’know? But I didn’t connect it with Brad or anything. It played in the back of my mind, while the rest of me just relaxed and enjoyed what remains one of the greatest handjobs of my life. After less than two minutes, I was firing my stuff. Anne looked worried. “It normally takes longer than that! Did I do it wrong?” Remembering my earlier resolve I assured her that she’d get better, and she nodded seriously, apologised, and left the room. This repeated itself for a few days—she’d let herself in, jerk me off, ask for feedback, and go back to her room. I laughed when a few months later she showed me a notebook that she’d kept. Every piece of advice I gave her, she had faithfully written down and memorised. Saturday night, she took it another step forward. Again, at the time I believed her justifications, but some part of my mind was aware that *something* was going on. “It makes such a mess, doesn’t it?” This was the first time she’d ever spoken while jerking me off. Normally she was completely focussed on my cock, treating it like it was the center of her universe (which, honestly, was pretty amazing just in itself.) I wasn’t really listening. I never told her this, but my sister’s handjobs were the greatest thing I’d ever experienced. Better than eating my favourite meal while watching my favourite film with my favourite people. It was possible I was going to hell for having my sister jerk me off nightly, but I would happily have sold my soul just for one more incestuous orgasm. It’s hard to experience that and hold a conversation at the same time. “Huh?” I said, and she slowed down slightly to get my full attention. “It makes a mess, doesn’t it? When you...y’know. Mess.” “When I come, Anne.” I corrected. Any advice I gave her about sex she lapped up, and I was trying to get her to talk dirty. Just for the fun of it, really. “Oh yeah. Sorry. When you come, when you spill your seed...it makes a bit of a mess, hey?” “No, no, it’s fine.” I wasn’t really sure where she was going, and didn’t want her to find an excuse to stop. “I can clean it up, no worries.” “Oh, okay.” She looked disappointed, but renewed the handjob with vigour. She’d somehow picked up this trick where she’d use two hands, or have one playing with my balls while the other stroked me. “It’s just, I was thinking...” “Hmm?” “If it would be cleaner, I could just, y’know. Swallow it.” I almost came then and there, but managed to control myself. “Are...what? Are you sure?” “Yeah,” Anne said, thoughtfully. Her eyes seemed to drift away, but her hands didn’t slow down for a second. “I was just thinking, y’know. It would be cleaner.” I pretended to think it over. “Look,” I said, “if you want to. But I don’t want you spitting it out—if you take it in your mouth, you have to swallow it. It’s rude, otherwise.” My sister nodded. I loved this power she gave me, the way she treated everything I said about sex as if it was straight from the Bible or something. Had I thought of it, I could have told her that you could only do a handjob while naked and she probably would have gone for it. As it was, I had only seen the outline of her nipples against her PJ top (though I spent a lot of our time together imagining the rest of her.) So I gave her a few seconds warning before I came, and she put her mouth around my head. The head of my penis, not my head head. The end of my penis. She put her mouth around my head, and an odd, patient look appeared on her face. The feeling of warmth around my dick was a new one—a handjob is just like a better type of masturbation, but having someone put their mouth on you was a whole different thing. I accidentally thrusted forward as I came, but she adjusted and took half my cock in her mouth without complaint. Her nose curled in disgust as my seed entered her mouth, but as promised, she swallowed it all down. “Thanks, Brodie.” She hadn’t thanked me since that first night. I just nodded, and she left the room. I remember the next night was a date night, so it was getting close to midnight when she snuck into my room. Just as I was so sure that she wouldn’t on that second night, it was now a guarantee that she would be there, every night, ready to jerk me off. This time, there were no words. She came in, I took myself out, and she jerked me off until I came. This time, she could tell when I was about to come though, and again that patient look appeared on her face and she put her mouth around me. Even once I’d learned about the hypnosis, it took me almost six months before I put two and two together. That night must have been about enjoying the taste of cum, craving it, because when I spurted into her mouth, there was no look of disgust. Instead, there was a look...you know how a cat looks when it’s really proud of itself? Or no, actually, a cat when you give it a bowl of great catfood, or a fish or something. You know how a cat looks both satisfied and proud, like it has somehow earned the fish? That’s the best way I can describe the look on Anne’s face. I came, and she looked simultaneously happy, satisfied, proud of herself, and...content. Blissful, like all her dreams had come true. Still without a word, she leaned over and kissed me on the mouth, just a peck, and left the room. I don’t know if it was the silence, or the look of satisfaction on her face, or even the kiss, but for the first time, Anne left me needing to jerk off straight after one of her visits. --- Support my writing and get more stories at patreon.com/pan

The comment section has been restricted to members only due to spammers and other idiots. Please feel free to PM your comments to me. Lucky Mann Little Mel I was 28 or so when I met Melanie Brown. I had been visiting a family member on the north side of Phoenix, Arizona when I spotted her and her little brother watching me. I was driving a small, open air, tiller steered, car used in local parades. Though it was a modern piece, the car resembled an antique from the late 19th century. I had made some repairs to the car, and was test-driving it before returning it to its owner. At first I saw a small boy and what I thought was his teenaged sister watching me from their yard. Their hair got my attention. They both had the same bright red hair. Every time I passed their home, the boy would jump up and down with excitement and point at the car I was driving. I stopped in front of them, introduced myself, and offered them a ride. The little boy didn’t wait for his sister to give him her OK. His eyes lit up, and he instantly began trying to climb aboard. Though it was not very fast, driving this little car took both hands; one to steer with the tiller and the other to operate the spring returned throttle. So, I looked at the excited kid’s sister and said told her. “You come too. You’ll need to hold Jr. here so he doesn’t fall out.” With a bright smile, she put the boy in the seat between us and climbed aboard. Melanie introduced herself and her son, Bobby. She then thanked me for the ride. Though she looked to be about 14, as it turned out, Melanie was a mother in her mid twenties. When they were safely seated, I pulled away from the curb. Off we went. We drove around the neighborhood for twenty or thirty minutes. Bobby never stopped talking. As most kids do, he asked a million questions. Most of his questions were good ones about the operation of the car. All of which, I answered as best I could to the satisfaction of a young boy. Melanie didn’t say much. She just sat there with a wide smile, staring at me, and intently listening to my every word. If not for the fact that I was driving, I may have returned the favor and not taken my eyes off of Melanie. Even though she looked like a young girl, there was just something about her that piqued my interest. Melanie was a petite young thing. As an adult woman, she stood only 4’11” tall and weighed about 85 to 90 pounds. Little Mel, as I later came to call her, was as cute as they come. Her rounded, lightly freckled, face was surrounded by an abundance of well kept bright red hair. Bobby had the same hair. They also shared a pair of light green eyes. Her eyes were set over a button of a nose and full lips. As the ride came to an end, I handed Melanie my card and asked her the million-dollar question. “May I call you some time? Her smile quickly turned to a frown. She lowered her head, and, with a hint of sadness, answered. “He’s not around much, but I’m married.” “That’s too bad.” I replied. “If you need anything, or change your mind, give me a call. The name and number’s on the card.” When I offered her my hand, she reached out and gently squeezed it. She looked down at my card and told me. “Thanks again, John. I just may take you up on that offer.” Melanie then smiled, turned, and led Bobby toward their house. Bobby was a polite kid. Before going into his house, he turned at his door, waved, and yelled. “Thank you!” He and his mother then disappeared into their house. Several weeks passed, and I had let the memory of Melanie and her boy fade from my mind. Then, late one afternoon, out of the blue, the phone rang. It was Melanie, and she sounded upset. With a voice just above a whisper, she asked. “Can Bobby and I meet you somewhere to talk?” I began recalling the cute girl and her little boy to whom I had given a ride on a parade car. I quickly agreed to meet with them. “Where would you like to meet?” “Some place private and quite, please.” With a bit of hesitation, she asked. “Can we, maybe, come to your place? Please.” She begged softly. “Well, sure, I suppose that’ll be OK. Is something wrong?” I asked. “We just need to get out of here for a while. How do I get to your house?” I gave her the directions to my home, and advised her. “It should only take you about 20 minutes to get here.” “OK!” She said and then hung up. About 30 minutes later, Melanie and Bobby pulled into my driveway. I went out to meet them. As I approached, Melanie had her back to me. She was helping Bobby out of his car seat in the back of her little car. With a broad grin, I cheerfully said. “Hi guys. How ya doing?” As she let Bobby climb out of the car, Melanie stood and turned to face me. “Not too well.” Her eyes were brimming with tears. I was shocked! Her cute face looked terrible. She had a blackened left eye, her right cheek was bruised, her lower lip was badly swollen, and her eyes were red from crying. “What the hell happened to you? Are you alright?” She began crying and said. “I’m sorry. I know I shouldn’t be here. I hardly know you, but I had no one else I could call. My family is back east, and the few friends I have here can’t help.” I put my arm around her shoulders, and pulled her toward my front door. “Come inside, tell me what happened, and I’ll do what I can to help.” I then guided her and her young son into my living room and had them sit on the couch. I brought her a cup of tea and Bobby a glass of milk. I then got her an icepack for her bruised face. As she sipped the tea, with tears flowing down her cheeks, Melanie told me of the abuse she had suffered at the hands of her husband, Rob. Bobby sat quietly beside his mother sipping his milk. Melanie told me. “Rob drinks too much. He used to just cuss at me, but he’d do that even when he was sober. Lately, when he comes home drunk he hits me. Until today, he just slapped my face. Then, after slapping me around, he expected me to make love to him that night. Today, when he came home, drunk as usual, he started hitting me with his fist. Bobby started crying and yelled at him to stop hitting me. Rob then slapped Bobby and knocked him down. That’s when I knew we had to get out of there. You’re the only one I know around here that Rob doesn’t know. I hid your card the day you gave it to me, and he has no idea who or where you are.” “Damn, girl! No one should take that kind of crap. You and Bobby can stay here for a while, if you like. I have an extra room you can use. Or, I can help you get a room someplace. I have a friend who owns a motel. It’s not in the best part of town, but it’s cheap, and it’ll be safer than your place. But first, have you had dinner?” “No. We left as soon as Rob fell asleep.” She replied. “Then you two relax and let me fix you something.” About 20 minutes later, I served them cheeseburgers and fries. Shortly after dinner, I turned on some TV cartoons for Bobby. Melanie and I went to the kitchen. We talked at length about her short and long-term options. She said she knew she could never go back to Rob. Bobby was soon fast asleep on my living room floor. “It looks like Bobby has decided to stay here. How about you?” I asked. “I’d like to stay here a little while, if you don’t mind. I promise to stay out of your way. I can’t pay much in rent, but I can cook and clean if you’ll let me.” She said. “You can stay as long as you need to. Don’t worry about being in my way or doing anything to pay for your stay.” I then gathered sheets, blankets, and pillows to make them a place to sleep in my spare bedroom. There was no bed in the room, but with several blankets and a carpeted floor under them, Bobby and Melanie soon had a fairly comfortable ‘bed’ to sleep on. Melanie carried Bobby to their room while I moved her car to the back yard. That way, it could not be seen from the street. Melanie didn’t want Rob, or any of his friends, spotting it. After moving her car, I brought their small suitcases with me when I went back inside. Melanie and I then sat on opposite ends of the couch, sipped tea, and talked for several hours. Her tears had dried, and she was beginning to relax. However, the stress of her day had taken its toll. She was exhausted. She apologized when she started yawning. She agreed when I suggested she take a hot shower and go to bed. We could continue our talk in the morning. As I cleaned the kitchen, Melanie disappeared into the bathroom. A short time later, she went to her room. When Melanie left the bathroom, I took a quick shower and went to bed as well. I didn’t sleep easily. In my mind’s eye, I kept seeing the cute girl and little boy I had given a ride to. Then that picture would quickly be replaced by one of the bruised little gal that had shown up in my drive a few hours ago. I heard Melanie get up several times that night. I guess she couldn’t sleep very well either. The stress she was under apparently wouldn’t let her relax. The next day, Mel went to the police and filed a domestic violence complaint against Rob. Then she went to the courthouse and had a temporary restraining order placed against him. When she returned from court late that afternoon, she found I had made room for her car next to mine in the garage. I ordered a pizza and popped a cartoon movie into the VCR for Bobby. Melanie and I shared part of a bottle of wine and chatted as we ate the pizza. Bobby must have been starving. He ate nearly half the pizza by himself. He sure was cute with his face covered in pizza sauce. His sauce covered face was a match for his red hair. Bobby giggled when I teased him about his wearing more pizza than he had eaten. After Melanie gave him a bath, Bobby settled in to finish watching his movie. Like the previous night, he dozed off on the living room floor. Mel again carried him to bed. After talking for an hour or so, Mel and I were getting tired as well. She took her shower and joined Bobby. Then I took a shower and went to bed too. Just as I was about to doze off, I heard a soft knock on my bedroom door. “Come in.” I called out. The door slowly opened. I looked up to see Melanie standing in the doorway. She was using a long, white, T-shirt as a nightgown. It came down several inches past her hips, so she was well covered. Luckily for me, the hallway light behind her was silhouetting her oh so petite body through her nightshirt. “Are you alright?” I asked. “I’ve tried, but I just can’t go to sleep. Would you mind holding me for just a little while?” How could I refuse such a pitiful but enticing young girl? Without saying a word, I flipped my bed sheet back and held my arms out to her. Melanie softly walked across my room and climbed into bed. She snuggled in between my arms. Facing me, she cuddled up close. I firmly, but gently, pulled her to my chest. She put her head on my shoulder and snuggled into my neck. Her left arm was draped over my chest and her right arm folded between us. I placed my left arm under her head and neck and held her close. With my right hand, I caressed the back of her head. “Thank you so much. I don’t know what we would have done if you hadn’t helped us out.” She then kissed my neck. “Shhhhhh. It’s OK. You’re safe here. No one will hurt you. Go to sleep now.” I whispered, as I softly kissed her forehead. Melanie still didn’t go to sleep. She quietly sobbed into my shoulder and continued to kiss my neck while she let her left hand came around and begin rubbing my chest. I continued telling her she’d be all right and stroked the back of her head. I gently kissed her bruised eye and cheek. Slowly, Mel turned her face up toward mine. Our lips met in the most tender of kisses I have ever enjoyed. I couldn’t press her lips very hard. I was afraid of hurting her swollen lower lip. As our kiss lingered, it became more and more passionate. When I probed her lips with my tongue, she opened her mouth and sucked it in. Our tongues fought a mock duel. I slowly moved my hand that had been stroking her head down her back. I messaged her back while moving my hand lower and lower. I soon had a hand full of Mel’s cute little ass. Given her petite size, my hand nearly covered her entire left cheek. A firm squeeze brought a deep sigh from Melanie. Melanie let her left hand slide from my chest and down my belly. She tentatively reached down and wrapped her fingers around my semi-erect cock. I then moved my hand from her ass, up under her shirt, and slowly moved it toward her chest. Suddenly, Melanie tensed, leaned her chest into me, and begged. “Please don’t! Rob says I don’t have any tits.” “That’s OK, Mel. I think you’re beautiful whether you have tits or not.” I told her. “Really? You really think I’m beautiful? Even if I don’t have tits, you think I’m beautiful?” Melanie seemed surprise a man could find her attractive, let alone beautiful. Holding her firmly to my chest again, I softly told her. “Mel, you have a great little body. I don’t care if you have tits or not.” “You really think I have a good body?” “Yes!” I paused and then asked. “Would you do me a favor, Mel?” I asked. “Of course I’ll do almost anything for you. What would you like me to do?” She asked. “Get up and take off your shirt and panties. I want to have a good look at you. Please.” With just a brief hesitation, Mel took her hand off my cock, and slowly got out of bed. I turned a small bedside light on. I wanted a good look at the sweet little body that had come to my bed. I could tell Mel was nervous. So, to encourage her, I quietly told her. “It’ll be OK, Honey. Take your time. You have nothing to fear or be ashamed of.” Slowly, Mel pushed her white panties off her hips and let them fall to the floor. She was more embarrassed by her extremely small breasts than she was of showing me her pussy. She then took the bottom of her shirt and began pulling it up her slender body. She quickly proved the hair on her head was natural. Her pubic bush was just a little darker shade of red than the hair above. As she continued to pull her top up, she revealed smoothly rounded hips and a flat belly. Again, she hesitated, before quickly pulling her top over her head and throwing it into the corner of the room. Mel then looked like a little doll standing before me. She stood completely naked with her arms hanging to her sides. Melanie was truly a beautiful girl. She would only get better as her bruises healed. It was also true she had very little in the way of tits. Her breasts were of the fried egg variety. They created only a slight rise above her ribs. She had an absolutely fantastic set of nipples, though. Her areolas were over an inch and a half in diameter, and her nipples stood out from her chest like pencil erasers. They were at least a quarter inch long. “Turn for me, Baby.” I requested. She slowly turned around. Her ass was small, tight, and very nicely rounded. “Wow! Baby, you really are beautiful. I can’t wait to suck on those nipples and squeeze that ass.” I told her. “Now, get back in here.” Through the pain of her swollen lip, Mel began smiling broadly as she nearly jumped back into my bed. “You really think I’m beautiful? Yes, Baby! I sure do. Rob is a blind idiot if he can’t see how pretty you are.” Mel scooted tightly up to me and, without the least hesitation, grabbed my cock and started slowly stroking it to a full erection. She carefully kissed my mouth as passionately as she could without hurting her lip too much. I grabbed her ass, squeezed firmly, and pulled her body up. Using her ass as a handle, I pulled Mel up until I could get my mouth on her left nipple. As short as she was, she couldn’t continue to reach my cock when I pulled her body up. So, she used her hands to pull my mouth tightly to her chest. She was moaning as she pulled my head to her chest. I sucked her nipple firmly into my mouth. As I alternated between her nipples, I sucked harder and harder on them. Each of her nipples grew larger. In no time, they were nearly half an inch long and hard as little stones. I rolled her onto her back and continued to divide my attention between her nipples. They were both standing hard and proud. Mel was rocking her head back and forth while she held my head to her chest. Softly, she cooed. “Oh yes! Suck my tits, John. Suck ‘em hard.” I was more than happy to comply with her request. While sucking one nipple, and pinching the other, I let my free hand slide down her flat belly to her pussy. I gave her pubic bush a few gentle strokes before letting my hand trail down between her slightly spread legs. With my finger, I gave her one slow stroke that stopped with an ever so light brush of her clit. Mel’s legs practically flew apart. “Oh God!” She gasped. A few more strokes like that, and Mel was breathing rapidly, arching her back, and thrusting her ass off the bed. As she lowered her hips, I left her nipples and kissed my way down her body. She immediately began twisting and pinching her nipples herself. I ended my journey down Mel’s body when I was lying between her widely spread legs. In a short time, I had replaced the finger stroking her pussy with my tongue. A pussy-lip parting lick again brought her hips off the bed. After several more licks like that, I settled my lips on her clit and began gently licking and sucking that sensitive little morsel. I slowly increased the suction, while watching Mel’s face and hands. Mel was loudly moaning. Her head was rolling back and forth. She was pinching her nipples very hard and pulling them outward from her chest. Her pussy was dripping wet. I released her clit and inserted my tongue into her love hole as deeply as I could. Mel released her nipples, grabbed the back of my head, and pulled my face as tightly as she could into her pussy. As she ground her pussy onto my face, she begged with a desperate gasp. “Will you please fuck me? Now!” “No! I’m not going to fuck you. I’m going to make love to you.” I replied. “Oh yes, John. Do what ever you want to me.” She sounded as if she was near tears again. Kissing my way up her little body, I found it somewhat difficult to put my cock into Mel’s pussy and still be able to kiss her lips. I’m not that tall, but she was so tiny. Sucking a nipple while my cock stayed in her pussy was impossible in the male dominant missionary position. Wrapping my arms around her, I said to her. “Come here, Baby.” I then rolled us over so she was prone on top of me. I took her under her arms and lifted her to a sitting position over my hips. As I lifted her, Mel folded her legs so her knees were alongside my body. She reached between her legs and held my cock. As I lowered her, she aimed my cock into her pussy. Mel then took control. Kneeling over me, she took my hands from her sides and placed them on her little tits. I quickly began pinching, pulling, and rolling her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. After making a few minor adjustments to her position, Mel lowered her body until she had my cock’s head entering her tight pussy. “Pinch my tits, Honey.” She told me. When I pinched her nipples and firmly squeezed her small breasts, Mel sat down. She had fully impaled her hungry pussy on my cock. She had one of the tightest pussies I’d ever been in. From that point on, I was just along for the ride. She rode me hard and fast. In rapid succession, Mel repeatedly lifted her pussy up and slammed it back down on my hard cock. In a short time, I was about ready to cum. Though I knew it was hopeless, I did my best to hold off the inevitable. I wanted Mel to get all she could from our night together. I also wanted to stay in that tight little pussy and enjoy the ride as long as I could. Damn, that little gal liked to fuck. Then, just as I began to lose control, and felt the undeniable urges of my balls to let go, Mel pitched forward to lie on my chest. She cried out. “I’m cuuummmmmming!” She quickly bounced right back up to her sitting position, raised up, slammed her pussy down on my cock, and ground her clit onto my pelvis. I reached down, grabbed her by her hips, and held her cunt down on my cock as tightly as I could. I told her. “So am I, Baby.” I held her tightly as I lifted my hips and pumped my load of cum deep into her hungry hole. As our orgasms subsided, Mel fell forward onto my chest again. I wrapped my arms around her and held her snugly to me. “Oh Baby, you are one hell of a fuck. You’ve about worn me out.” “Me too.” Mel said breathlessly. “It’s been years since I’ve gotten off like that. I hope we can do that again real soon.” “So do I, Mel. So do I.” As Mel lay on my chest, my softening cock still in her leaking pussy, she started to doze off. I softly asked her. “Honey, do you think you ought to go back in with Bobby? We don’t want him to wake up and wonder where Mommy is.” “It’ll be OK.” Mel said. “He used to sleeping by himself. Besides, he may have to get used to it. If you don’t mind, can we stay here for a while?” “Mind? Why would I mind having a beautiful girl like you and a cute kid like Bobby staying with me? I have just one question.” “What’s that?” She asked. “Do I need to buy a twin or double bed for the spare room?” As a broad smile spread over Little Mel’s face, she kissed my lips, hugged me, and snuggled close to my neck. She kissed my neck and whispered into my ear. “Just a twin, I think.” We both slept soundly through the rest of night. The next day, accompanied by a police officer, Melanie retrieved the rest of her and Bobby’s clothes from her old home. As she returned to my place and pulled into the drive, I greeted her with a hug, a kiss, and said. “Welcome home, Honey.” Little Mel smiled broadly and returned the hug and kiss. As Bobby ran into the house, she whispered. “Are you up for another round tonight?” I pulled her close, discreetly gave a nipple a little tweak, and replied. “Silly girl, what do you think?”

"Joseph P Cain! Get your lazy ass up right now mister before your late for school!" I awoke groggily to the sound an alarm an angry mother standing in the doorway. "Wha? What time is it?" I asked still trying to shake my morning coma "It is almost seven o'clock and I need to go get ready for work." I jumped out of bed wide awake now. "WHAT?! I'm going to be so late!" mom covered her eyes as my morning wood poked at my pants. "Oh for pete's sake can't you wait until after I leave the room?" she said as she shook her head "Sorry, but i'm kinda in a hurry here." I said as I grabbed my clothes from the closet and headed into the shower. My mom just shook her head again and left the room. Okay, so first off, yeah my name is Joseph, but only my mom calls me that. Everybody else just calls me J.P. I am 17 years old, light skin tone with light blonde hair and hazel eyes. I am just your average geek in school, A-B average grades, loves books, hopeless with girls, bullied by jocks, yeah just your average wallflower. I come out the shower, dress quickly, grab my backpack and run into the kitchen nearly mowing down my twin sister Josephine. We both fall on our asses and grunt in pain. Physically, she looks just like me, but has a slight build from being captain of the basketball team and the boxing team and the track and field squad and the wrestling team, now she trying to get a spot on the football team with no luck. Even though my sister is a jock she still has good grades and it's pretty popular around school. she can even be nice to me sometimes. "Hey Speedy, where are you going so fast?" Jo asked picking herself up from the ground and giving me a hand afterwards. "Stop calling me that, you know I hate that name." I grumbled accepting the helping hand. "But you know you'd be great for the Track team! you might even be able to start doing Cross country if you're lucky." she said "Jo we've both had this conversation a million times, I'm out of shape, slow, and get tired easily. I'm not sporting material." I counted of the reasons as I grabbed a bagel and my keys. "Maybe if you actually applied yourself to being stronger you'd get there and stop being picked on so much." I rolled my eyes as we stepped out the house toward the school, we started another tirade about me joining up as we usually do and arrive at school just before the bell rings. We both went to our separate classes, me in english class and her in math class. As soon as I stepped into the room, however, my (somewhat) good morning ended abruptly. "Mr. Cain, would you please tell me as to why you are late to my classroom again?" a sharp voice asked. I turned around to face my teacher. Ms Garfield looked like a nice enough person but unfortunately, looks can be deceiving, especially in her case. She is the toughest teacher we have in the whole school, which is saying a lot. She gives out twice the amount of homework and is always keen on giving three-paged essays. Thankfully, english is my favorite subject so I can deal with the work quite easily. Despite having the patience of a bull with anger issues, she is definitely the most popular teacher in the whole school, made famous by her smoking hot looks and giganteum ass where the long locks of her brown hair occasionally get stuck in between. I sighed as I wished I was able to just sit down quietly with the hassle. "I am sorry ma'am, my alarm clock didn't wake me up again." she snorted in disbelief and rolled her blue eyes at me. "You know if you're going to make up excuses, you could at least make them good." I sat down and kept quiet, it was safer that way. With no more incidents for the rest of class, my next three classes passed quickly. Finally it was time for lunch where I can finally relax. I quickly grabbed my tray and hurried out of the cafeteria, towards the school gardens. I looked around to see if anyone was following me. Once I was sure no one had tailed me, I put my tray down on a table like contraption that I built my first year here. It’s a pulley that takes my tray up to the top of the great oak tree where I was. As for me...that's a different story. I jumped onto the lowest branch on the tree and pulled myself up. from there up, it was easy. I moved through branches like a monkey, swinging and sliding until I came to the heart of the tree. There was a slight curve there where if you relaxed, seemed a bit like a comfortable chair. I slid down and sighed as I pulled my lunch up. I relaxed because no one ever came to the school gardens anymore since it was abandoned five years ago. Everything in here died without someone to take care of them, well, almost everything. I had ran in here my first day of school when a pack of jocks were chasing me around at the last bell. I quickly scrambled up the tree and tried to make myself as small as possible and the bullies left laughing about their success as they went. Ever since, I've been coming here everyday just to relax and kick back once in a while. It's really nice over here, especially in the afternoon, where you can see the sunset better than anywhere else in town. I sighed as I realized I needed to get down before lunch ended. I climbed my way down from the heart of the tree. No soon had my feet touch the ground when a voice sounded behind me."Huh, nice spot you got here nerd." I jumped then cursed as I recognized the voice, It was the football team star player, Derrick Cohen. He's 6'4, three hundred and fifty pounds and is nasty. He somehow gets away with picking on me everyday at school and nobody ever believes me because they think he's an angel. I turned around and face the Jock and his posse, every single one of them just as big as he is, just dumber. "So this is where you go hiding during lunch? And here I thought you enjoyed the time we spend together." I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows at that statement "Wow, Derrick, you actually thought about something? I'm amazed." Derrick growled and pushed me against the trunk of the tree, I tripped over one of the roots and landed on my ass while the Cock-heads (Excuse me, Jock-heads) laughed at my pain. "You know it's funny, we wouldn't have even thought of this place, but thanks to a little tweety bird, you've got nowhere to hide, runt." Before I could ask who snitched, Derrick threw an uppercut that left me seeing stars. While I was down he and his goons kicked and threw punches. They stopped once the bell rang and walked inside laughing at how puny I was. I stayed on the ground crying softly as I bled. Finally, I picked myself and limped home, Not caring whether or not I missed classes or not. I walked inside and washed up. Thankfully, nobody was home, mom was still at work and Jo wouldn't be home for another hour so I took of my bloodstained clothes, threw them into the hamper and collapsed on my bed where I slept until Jo came home. "J.P! Are you here?" I groaned and covered my head with the pillow. Eventually, she found me on the bed and breathe a sigh of relief. "There you are, I was worried sick! you had just disappeared and nobody knew where-" She stopped and I heard a sharp intake of breath. she must've seen my bruises. "Oh my god, what happened to you?" she asked silently. I moved my head out of the pillow slightly so she could understand me. "Derrick caught me at my hideout. Somebody told him where I went during lunch." "Who would?...oh....oh my god" I couldn't see her face but I could hear her tone well enough that it made me pull of my pillow, despite my pounding headache, and look at her face. Now, keep in mind that twin telepathy stuff is utter bull, but since we know each other so well, we can still read each other like a book so when I saw her face, It didn't look like a surprised face or a i'm-going-to-kill-someone face, It looked like a guilty face. "Jo," I said keeping my anger in check "You wouldn't happen to know who told Derrick where I was, do you?" she kept her head down and refused to look at me. "Josephine," now she glanced up, because we only used each others full name when we're pissed and right now, I think I qualify as pissed. "Did you tell Derrick where I was?" Jo said nothing and kept her head down for awhile and all you could hear was the rain that was pouring down heavily. Finally Jo looked up with tears in her eyes and spoke. "I-I came to him during gym and-and I had asked him to let me-let me sign up for-for football, and he-he said he would talk to his coach if I would tell where was you we-went during lunch so he-he could ask for help on a report he was doing for english...." She stopped there and burst into tears. I was so mad, I was seeing red. Instead of comforting my little sister, I grabbed my hoodie and stormed down stairs where I grabbed my boots and headed for the front door, Jo on my heels babbling about how sorry she was and how she didn't mean for this to happen. She paused when she saw where I was heading. "W-Wait where are you going?" she asked her eyes still swimming in unshed tears "Out." was the only reply I gave. Before I stepped outside, I turned back to face her, fury written all on my face. "I would have rather been beaten to death by Derrick and his pack of thugs then you stabbing me in the back." I went outside and slammed the door in her face and started running from the house, not really going anywhere, just running away from the hurt, from the pain, from the betrayal. I kept running, past the houses, past the shops until I couldn't run anymore. I stood in an open field heaving and huffing til I could catch my breath. Once I did, I screamed. I screamed into the open air, into the storm yelling until I was left empty. I just collasped in the field on my knees, looking up at the sky. "I'm done with it all," I said the the clouds " You wanna make life for me so unbearable, just end it already, please." The storm grumbled and rumbled, almost as if it didn't like what was going to happen next. I stayed there, tears falling from my face as I wished the world would just disappear. Suddenly, the sky glowed with white light as a bolt of lightning struck down and hit me directly on the head. Once again I opened my mouth and screamed, not in anger, but in pain, as every part of my being felt it was being tortured cruelly and then melted. I kept screaming even when the lightning had long faded from the sky and I sat in a circle of flames. Finally I just collasped into the ground as my vision faded into blackness. The last thing I remember was hearing someone call out my name as I faded into nothingness.

It was the summer of 1899. The sun streamed through the drawing room windows, the perfectly mown lawns stretched down to the lake. The birds sang, everything was perfection. But the summer was ending and my daughter Auguste was sixteen and about to go to Switzerland to finish her education. This left her governess Miss Pentland with no remaining purpose at Corston Hall and I faced the awkward task of discussing her future with her. Charity Jayne Pentland. As cold as the wind swept firth with which she shared a name. Cold and grey though able enough as a governess. An expert player of whist. An opponent to fear at chess but as prim and proper as only a governess can be. I could not tell you the colour of her eyes or hair, I cared not, but I never knew her to wear anything colourful and her wardrobe seemed to range only from black to white through grey. Clarissa my dear wife had departed some ten years hence. Departed with one Colonel Pickering of the Dragoons you understand, not departed this mortal coil. That I could have borne. But no, not satisfied with cuckolding me Pickering had whisked her away to some fornicatorium beside the sea. Miss Pentland came highly recommended, her father was a man of the cloth, she had studied diligantly and would have been an able scholar had she been a male, but had perforce to earn a living and so came to me aged eighteen to care for my poor distraught six year old Auguste and her older brothers Robert and Charles. But now her usefulness was at an end. I did not relish the interview. She had to go. A young woman in a house with a gentleman such as myself not quite in his dotage you understand. Still lusty enough to make a whore or serving wench shriek on occasion, if I say it myself. I came home early. Auguste was visiting Miss Millicent Millard-Price her best friend for the weekend and I was troubled at the prospect of sending Miss Pentland away. I had arranged to meet her in the drawing room at seven. It was barely five. I went to my bedroom. It was still as it had been when Clarissa left. Facing south over the park. Our marital bed. The oak dressing table still strewn with Carissa’s things. She had taken only the clothes she stood up in and I had retained everything on her side of the room exactly as she had left it. I opened the door and stepped inside. Someone was there. Wearing a white wedding dress. Clarissa’s white wedding dress. For a moment I thought it was Clarissa returned. But no. It was Miss Pentland who sat at Clarissa’s dressing table wearing Clarissa’s wedding dress. Her shimmering virginal white wedding dress. Miss Pentland stared wide eyed. “Excuse me,” I said as I went to withdraw. But the look of shock and horror on Miss Pentland’s face made me pause. She wore the wedding dress and naught beside. Her dress was over the chair. And her under things. She had Clarissa’s ivory and ebony hairbrush. I stared mesmerised. She had the hairbrush between her thighs. I could see the head but not the handle. She was pleasuring herself as a whore does as she awaits a customer. She was debauched. Utterly shameless. “I must apologise,” I said awkwardly. “I should have knocked.” Her other hand was within the gown and upon her breast. Realisation hit me. I had unconsciously employed a young woman with rampant sexual urges. The thought sickened me. How far had she led my precious Auguste astray? Was she still pure? Or was she ruined? How could I ask without myself overstepping the bounds of propriety. I turned away and swept from the room. I was greatly troubled. I wanted to sit on my bed to think but I could not. Not with Miss Pentland there. Not with any propriety at least. I went to the kitchen. Cook made me some hot sweet tea. “What ever is the matter Mister Charles?” she asked. She was a kindly soul of uncertain age. Her grey hair and lined face and corpulent belly suggested great age but from my childhood I remembered her as a young woman, flirtatious and popular with the gardeners. I did not answer. “It’ll be that Miss Pentland,” Cook said knowingly, “Poor love, cast out with nothing after giving all her best years to you.” “What do you mean cast out with nothing,” I demanded. “I have not even spoken to her about leaving us yet.” “Well stands to reason don’t it.” Cook reasoned, “She hasn’t had a day off in all that time, she even takes your kids when she see’s her Father or goes to church.” “I will see her right.” I promised. “And how you going to do that what with being married and that?” Cook asked. “What do you mean?” I asked. “Well stands to reason don’t it,” Cook said. “Sometimes you talk in riddles,” I sighed and I went to sit in the sitting room. I could not settle and went instead to seek Miss Pentland in her room. I knocked politely. “A moment please,” she asked. Something sounded very strange. I opened the door. The curtains were drawn but in the gloom I saw Miss Pentland was desperately trying to dress. She had her underskirt on but was bare above the waist. Her breasts hung very pleasantly. Clarissa’s hairbrush lay on the bed, its handle glistening with moisture. She knew not whether to grab her blouse or cover her breasts, and what breasts. Beautifully pear shaped and her nipples were roused. “Miss Pentland,” I gasped. “What on earth are you doing!” It was a stupid question. It was obvious, she had been pleasuring herself again. “Get out!” she wailed. I stood my ground. “I must know, now I see you are a deviant, a wanton deviant at that. Miss Pentland have you debauched my children, my Auguste?” “No, no absolutely not.” she declaimed as she scrabbled to hide her nakedness. “And how am I expected to believe this, after your wantonness?” I demanded. “I am a woman. I have needs,” she said quietly. Her hands fell away. She stopped trying to hide herself. Her breasts hung deliciously. Mesmerisingly so. She looked me in the eye in silent invitation. “Why do you do it Miss Pentland?” I asked as my member stirred. “I have needs,” she said again. “Then you should marry,” I said. “But you are spoken for,” she said hopelessly. “What?” I demanded. “I imagine it is your member inside me.” she replied hopelessly, “I want you.” “You foolish girl,” I sighed, “I should use you and cast you aside, you deserve better.” “But I want you.” she repeated. “Then I shall take you,” I announced quite coldly though my heart was pounding. We stared at each other. “Oh,” she said awkwardly. “I shall take you and use you like a whore,” I said as I stepped forward and held her by her upper arms. “Release my member if you desire me,” I suggested. A moments hesitation and her hands were at my belt and buttons. My member sprang free. Proud and erect. I raised her underskirt revealing her parts. Her slit glistened with anticipation. There was no need to delay. I pressed her back onto the bed and slid my member easily into her. I pressed firmly. She gasped and it was done. She seemed delightfully nonplussed at the sensations I created within her. A confused smile crossed her lips and I for my part felt a strange contentment. Consorting with a woman in my own house again. Ten years after Clarissa it was as if I had come home again. Liquid and warm and vibrant, Miss Pentland’s womb welcomed me. I kissed her neck. I kissed her cheek and then I kissed her lips. Not like a whore but like a lover. My tongue explored her mouth. My fingers sought her breasts even as I ploughed her. She moaned softly as I kissed her. My juices welled up. My heart pounded and quite suddenly my juices flowed. Her eyes were wide as my seed gushed and flowed deep inside her. I rested a while. “That was very pleasant. I thank you.” I said to break the silence. She looked ashamed, almost. Shocked. “Better than a hairbrush?” I joked. “Uh, yes,” she said and tears welled in her eyes. “There is no need for tears,” I assured her. But she started sobbing. “Are you in pain, should I fetch a doctor?” In asked as I swiftly dressed. “You don’t love me,” she said. “I gave you everything and.” “Don’t condemn me.” I suggested, “Love grows, perhaps I don’t love you but I have a great fondness for you, and indeed a great liking for your charms, please allow me to sample you anew before I profess that which I do not feel.” “Anew, are you not casting me out?” she asked nervously. “On the contrary,” I assured her, “I might easily be persuaded that you shall remain.” I looked at her. Disrobed she was a completely different person. Her breasts usually so cruelly constrained were perfection. Her belly flat and taut. her woman’s parts delightful. With her hair cut fashionably and her face rouged she would make a very acceptable courtesan. But why should I share her? No, if she were willing then she should remain as my mistress. House keeper perhaps? I wanted to hold her. “Come here,” I ordered. She stopped puling her corset around herself. “Come here I don’t bite.” I insisted and I stepped forward and put my arms around her. I just held her. For a long moment. “I will see you downstairs.” I said at last as I released her and I slipped away down stairs. She came to the drawing room at seven o’clock precisely. “Ah Miss Pentland,” I said awkwardly. “Please sit down.” She blushed. She sat demurely. “As you know Auguste will be going to Switzerland shortly so she will no longer need your services as governess.” I said in a matter of fact manner. “Have you made any plans?” “No,” she said. “Perhaps you see yourself staying here with me, as my mistress, housekeeper, lover.” I suggested. “For my part I value your companionship, and today I found I relish your charms.” “But you do not love me?” she demanded. “Love hits in a moment but what we have is companionship, an emotion deeper than mere love I feel,” I explained. “I don’t know,” she said looking at the ground, “What will happen if I fall for a child?” “I had not thought that far ahead,” I confessed, “But if you give satisfaction I am sure something can be arranged.” “I want a legal contract,” she said staring at me. “Saying what? you will consort with me like a whore?” I demanded. “That you will pay me an annual sum,” she suggested. “A mere formality,” I agreed. “Shall we shake hands?” she suggested “I had something rather more intimate in mind,” I replied. “After dinner, a game of chess and then....” she suggested. We ate, she won the chess. I bared her breasts in the drawing room and suckled her teats. “Mister Charles!” Cook exclaimed as she came to clear the plates, “I should never have believed it!” “We have an arrangement,” I explained. “I should hope so,” Cook laughed, “You charge him well Miss Pentland. You’ll be blown up like a balloon with child afore you knows you mark my words.” “Thank you cook,” I said with a laugh, “That will be all.” Miss Pentland was distraught. “She saw my chest!” she protested. “And the whole village will know before the week is out,” I assured her, “Now sit on the chaise longue and raise your legs if you please, I wish to make love to you.” She did as I bid, I slipped her voluminous pantaloons off and admired her woman’s parts. I kissed the lips leading to her womb. She liked it. I flicked my tongue into the moistening slit and she moaned. I released my member and aimed him at her haven and then I kissed her full on the lips as I drove him home. Deep in her womb. Sheathed entirely yet constrained by clothing. I wanted her naked. I wished myself naked also, so there was just she and I and nothing between us. “No!” she said, “Upstairs!” We were of one mind, I withdrew and with trousers around my knees hobbled upstairs after her, almost falling until we fell into my bed. She threw off her skirts and I too undressed until there was nothing of clothing on us but her stockings. We conjoined anew. My member strained as it filled her, she gasped as I kissed her full on the mouth even as I ploughed her and we were as near to being one as any two people may be. “I love you!” I whispered. “I know,” she replied. An age passed and quite unexpectedly the moment arrived and my release came from nowhere sating me and as it seemed sating her needs at one stroke. I rolled off her, pulled the bed clothes over her, turned down the gas light and joining her I drifted into a contented sleep. She was watching me as I woke. I pulled her to me and kissed her. My member reared. She lay back. I used her. She relished it. Every moment. Every drop of my emissions she relished. She wrapped her legs around me. She almost milked the cum from my balls. She kissed me with equal fervour to my kisses. Her need as great as mine. We remained in bed until lunch time and the afternoon we spent together clearing Clarissa’s things from my room and moving Miss Pentland’s clothes in in their stead. We did take lunch and we were more than ready for Dinner but it was delayed as we waited for Auguste to return, the Millard-Prices having little sense of time, indeed little sense at all. She arrived breathless at ten past eight. We ate at the dining table, engaged in idle chit chat and after the cheese and biscuits I casually announced, “Miss Pentland has consented to become my housekeeper when you depart for Switzerland.” “Oh, but I thought you wished to be Papa’s mistress!” Auguste blurted out. “Auguste!” we chided as one. Miss Pentland blushed crimson. “Sorry,” Auguste apologised. “Miss Pentland and I have formed an affection,” I admitted. “Oh Papa!” Auguste exclaimed, “That is wonderful, will Miss Pentland be my new Mama!” I thought a moment, “Not exactly Auguste, everything will remain as it is, except Miss Pentland will share my bedroom and my bed from now on.” “Oh Papa!” Auguste squealed delightedly, “I am so pleased for you!” To be continued

My wife doesn't like anal sex. We tried it years ago and it was too painful for her. Even though I have never tried to do it again, I have always secretly wanted to. And I got my chance, although not the way I thought I would. One morning while we were at the table eating breakfast my wife, Kat, told me, "My sister and her two girls are flying in this weekend and staying the week. John (Her husband) was going deep sea fishing with his buddies and she did not want to stay home alone for the week. " I looked at her and groaned miserably. My sister-in-law and I get along great the farther away she is from me and I do not have to talk to her. She is always complaining about something stupid, and because of her OCD, she is constantly yelling at her two girls (Who don't need to be yelled at as they are great kids to begin with). I already was starting to get a migraine just thinking about it. I looked at her and said, "You are going to owe me." She look at me with her whatever look and got up from the table to clean up from breakfast. The weekend came too quickly. And of course her flight was late and when they got off the plane at 10 o'clock at night, they were miserable due to sitting on the plane and not eating since lunch. As they were walking towards us, I could feel my anxiety level rising, so I tried to think about something that would ease my oncoming pain. Sex. Yes thinking about sex usually would do it. My mind wondered off thinking of how many times I could get sex this week for payment of dealing with this situation. I was thinking of different sexual positions I would put my wife in, and if I could get her to cum in each one. I was getting a semi-hard on, when I realized my shin was in pain. "Honey!, Aren't you going to take their luggage?" "I will, but you did not need to kick me!" "Well you were in la-la land and were not listening." I trailed behind the group, carrying their luggage, still nursing the bruise on my shin. Looking forward, my wife and her sister were in the lead, gabbing away, while the older of her daughters was holding the little ones hand. I started to zone out, fixing my gaze on my wife's tight and firm ass. MAN she looks as good from the back side as the front. Because of all the noise in the airport, it actually drowned out my sister-in-laws annoying voice. I stared at her back side, and started to compare both of their assests. If you could take the annoying attitude away, my sister-in-law actually was pleasant to the eyes. She is three years older than my wife, but a few inches shorter. Although they were athletes in high school and college, my wife still goes to the gym and tries to stay in shape. For a mid thirties mom who birthed two boys, she is still in great shape (Our boys stayed at my parents for the night because we did not have the room in the car to fit everyone and we knew we would be really late). My sister-in-law has not taken the same route. She hasn’t stayed in shape, though even with the few extra pounds, she still has a small hour glass shape. Definitely doable in my book, if she was muted, if you know what I mean. She is a little more voluptuous than my wife. Not to knock my wife’s tits, her nipples are always perky and waiting to be sucked on. My wife also still has her knock out legs. They are long and still muscularly thin. They both have long reddish blonde hair, my wife’s is curly and my sister-in-laws is straight. They both have gorgeous green eyes and small soft curved noses. I stared intently more at their assets and started wondering. What if…………. WHOAA there! I shook myself back to reality. I really have to control my imagination. My cock, on the other hand, did not care that I was day dreaming, and was at full attention in my pants. It was aching really bad, and I was thankful that I had some bags to cover it. The ride home was uneventful. The little ones were sound asleep. And my sister-in-law, Nichole, just doesn’t stop talking. She never shut up from the moment we got in the car, till the moment we got out. I brought the bags in, and went straight to our bedroom to bed. A little while later, my wife woke me when she was getting into bed. I asked, “They all settled in for the night?” She replied, “Yes.” I rolled over and laid my arm across her chest. I said, “Well, this week is already setting up to be really fun.” My wife noticed the sarcasm in my voice. “Give it a chance. You will be working during the week. Plus you can duck in your office or put on a movie in the living room and I will try to keep Nichole out.” As she was talking, I moved my right hand up to her earlobe and lightly was sliding my fingers up and down it. And I slowly slid my other hand down to massage her ass. Knowing where this was going, my wife said, “My sister is in the next room, probably not fully asleep. I think we should wait for another night.” I pinched that fine ass of hers and said, “You are not getting a choice this week. If she is here, I need some down time, and sex is the only remedy. Besides, she should understand that we can not be sexually active all week because she is here.” I leaned over and kissed her boob through her shirt, while slowly moving my hand from her ass to her pussy. “Alright, but we need to be quiet.”, she said softly. She leaned over and our lips slowly touched. We start to work our tongues across each others mouths, and wrestled them each time they met in the middle. I fully cupped her boob with my right hand and started to rotate my wrist around massaging it. I could feel her breathing change. She got up and mounted me. Slowly she took off her shirt to expose her great perky tits to me. Then she took her shorts off and sat up to my face, so her pussy was directly on top of my mouth. She reached over to grab the headboard for support, and slowly lowered herself down. before my tongue got to lick her clit, I could already feel the wetness coming from her pussy. I slowly moved my tongue up and down the folds of her pussy and flick her clit every time my tongue came to it. I could start to feel her body moving with the rhythm of my tongue. I reached up with both hands, each grabbing an awaiting boob. I slowly squeezed her nipples to see how ready she was. Her back arched slightly when I did (Her nipples are very sensitive to touch and if she is not on her way to cum, they hurt when they are squeezed or touched.). I buried my face into her neatly shaved pussy and sped up my tongue. She was starting to move her pelvis back and forth as if she was riding a horse. I squeezed both her nipples, and slowly started to pull them. Her head leaned way back causing her long hair to brush my cock and balls. She started to gyrate her hips violently, and her breathing was short and quick. I could feel a precursor of her cum getting ready to explode, so I engulfed her whole pussy into my mouth, and flicked her clit with my tongue in high speed. She arched back uncontrollably, the only thing saving her from falling was the death grip she had on the headboard. I squeezed her nipples hard and pulled. That sent her over the edge. She bit her tongue to keep her moaning down, and I was not able to say anything, as I was sucking on the wave of cum that was now flowing into my mouth. “Holly crap babe!!”, was all I could get out. She looked like she was in heaven. She looked down at me and smiled as she saw some of her cum gleaming in my beard from the pale light of the bathroom. She bent down and gave me a huge open mouth kiss, with her tongue going deep enough in my mouth to almost gag me. She slid down to kneel between my legs. She grabbed my cock in one hand, and my balls in another, and slowly started whacking me off and caressing my balls. She bend forward and slowly took the head of my cock between her lips, and started to go up and down my shaft. She has an unique way of using her mouth and hand to give me a blowjob and hand job at the same time. Her hand and mouth both are in the same rhythm up and down my cock giving me two different feelings and pressure which is indescribable. at the same time, her other hand is switching from caressing my balls and taking her finger and rimming my anus. I could feel myself getting closer to explode, so I start fucking her mouth. She does not like to swallow, so that is the sign that I am ready. She gave my cock one more kiss, stepped over me with one foot on each side of me. She grabbed the headboard for support, and lowered her wet, hungry pussy onto my throbbing awaiting cock. Using her bent legs, she started moving her body up and down. I reacted to this by matching her speed with my hips. Her slight moans were taking me over the brink. When she heard me moan, she picked up the speed, causing her to moan quicker and louder. “Honey, I am going to cum again.” she said as quiet as she could (Which was not very quite). We were slamming into each other now and soon she let out one long moan, which she immediately covered her mouth to muffle it, and I arched up, lifting her entire body up with me as I exploded in her and could not help or care about the loud moan I had to release. She used her other hand to cover my mouth. After a few more pumps, she laid down beside me barely able to catch her breath. “I sure hope my sister was asleep.” She said nervously. Looking at me with a playful grin, “So is my payment fulfilled for the week?” As I was rolling over to go to sleep, I muttered, “Not even close.”

This is my first work, as such, there is much room for improvement. If you any recommendations for this story, or critiques on my writing style, let me know in the comments. This story is loosely based on my own life, with a some of my fantasies and dark thoughts thrown in. Enjoy! The alarm buzzed, Jake glanced at the clock, 6:00 AM, “Just 5 more minutes, it’s my birthday” Jake Stevens mumbled to himself, before rolling out of bed, starting his morning routine. Jake sized himself up in the mirror, those morning workouts for baseball had improved his body the last few years. Where he had been a tall, gangly teenager, he developed a lean athletic build with just the hint of a six pack. With his tousled light brown hair and stunning green eyes, Jake never really had a hard time meeting girls. He threw on his workout gear and headed out the door. Jake fired up is Jeep and headed in for the baseball team's Friday morning workout. Entering the weight room, Jake received a few friendly pats on the back from his teammates, wishing him a happy birthday. Jake was happy with his progress in the gym, he wasn’t the most talented of ballplayers but he hustled, had heart, and was a student of the game. Jake was hoping for an athletic scholarship to a school in the South, where the weather is warm and the girls dressed accordingly. He was in the zone and cruised through his workout. After exiting the weight room, Jake drove back home, showered and changed, before heading downstairs to the kitchen to get some breakfast. His twin sister, Alexis, was sitting at the table, chewing on her breakfast while she was reading a book. “Happy Birthday!” Jake congratulated his sister, she barely lifted her spectacled eyes and half heartedly returned a happy birthday before returning to her book. Alexis had always the more studious of the two, preferring studying over socializing and books over athletics. It’s not that she was a typical "geek" or "nerd" she was just as attractive as anyone of the cheerleaders, but she tended to wear conservative clothes that hid the 34C breasts and round bubble on her 5'4" 115lb frame. Her brown hair and hazel eyes typically done in a sloppy bun and hidden behind her glasses. “Hey tell mom and dad that I’m working on the application essay for College with my friends after school. So I dinner will have to be a little bit later.” Alexis told Jake, not looking up from her book. Jake finished up his breakfast and told his sister "see you at school" before walking out the door. As Jake stepped in his Jeep, his phone vibrated. His girlfriend of two months, Katie, had sent him a message. "Happy Birthday sweetie, Can’t wait for tonight! I have a gift for you, I think you’ll love it ;) XoXo see you at lunch!" Jake smiled as he sent sent his reply. Their schedules always conflicted, they never got much alone time together, besides getting a hand job as he rubber her clit on their second date, he hadn’t done much with Katie. He hoped he got to fuck her tonight, his dick jumping at the thought. He made the short drive to school, walked into the building and found his first period English classroom. Ms. Dyers droned on about the boring book they were reading as Jake just stared at her and pretended to listen. Ms. Dyers was a pretty hot for a 32 year old, she was the schools cross country coach and kept herself in nice shape, leading the cross country runs herself. She had worn a black summer dress, which fit nicely against her 5'6" athletic frame. Her breasts looked great today, her ass just barely defined in the loose fitting waist of the dress. Jake wondered what kind of underwear she was wearing, thinking that she was probably wearing cotton briefs. As the class bell sounded, Jake got out of his seat and attempted to head to his next class. Ms. Dyers called him over to her desk, "Mr. Stevens, I have finished reading your book report, I was not impressed, stop by my office after school so we can figure out how to improve your studies" Jake flinched, “But Ms Dyers, I already have baseball practice, that won’t be over until around 4:30. And I have to shower and change, I have dinner plans tonight, It’s my 18th birthday! Can’t we just do it some other time?” Jake pleaded “I’ll see you at 4:30” Ms Dyers said curtly, “I’ll be dirty,” Jake interjected “That’s fine, it’ll only take a few minutes” Ms Dyers said calmy, before dismissing Jake. Jake went on with his morning, it was a complete snooze fest, it was the Friday before spring break was and it was mostly busywork or reviewing material learned so far. Lunch finally came around, it was his favorite point in the day, It was the only period he shared with his girlfriend. He waiting at his jeep for his girlfriend, Katie Collins, the 5'3" Blonde bombshell cheerleader. Her shoulder length hair swaying as she walked, her C cup breasts looked huge against her small frame. Jake kissed her on the cheek as she walked up. He opened the car door for her and watched her as, round from cheerleading and gymnastics, step into his car. As he got into the car, she wished him happy birthday. They stepped into Jakes favorite burger bar, Katie toyed with Jake, "ooh maybe I want the Italian sausage," she cooed into jakes ear, "or maybe i should save that for tonight" she said as she winked at him. After finishing their lunch they still had a 15 minutes to kill until they had to be back at school. So they went to a secluded parking lot and started making out in the back of his Jeep, Jake started his hands on Katie's outer thigh, running up to her hip, fingers sliding underneath her shorts, he squeezed the side of her thigh before moving up to her abdomen, and gently pushed her down in the backseat, he continued his way up to her perky breasts. He started necking her, and moved down to her breasts he pulled down the straps of her tank top revealing her strapless yellow lace bra, he pulled the cup down and freed her hefty breasts. Jake stared into Katie's eyes, licking his lips, before moving down licking each of her nipples. Jake alternated between licking and sucking on each of her nipples, gently blowing on each before he moved onto the other. His cock was strained against his jeans, Katie reached for his groin, gave it a playful squeeze. "We should get back to school, I have plans for him tonight" Katie said with a wink. Jake had to take minute to compose himself, then started the Jeep and headed back to school. The couple kissed in the parking lot as they went to their next classes. The rest of the day was uneventful, finally the last bell rang. Jake changed, and headed to practice. As he walked up to the field, Jake noticed a few scouts in the bleachers. They were all talking to his coach. “They're probably here for Daniels,” Jake thought to himself. Daniels was the stud Shortstop on the team, everyone knew he was going pro someday. Jake started to get loose before Coach Hendricks came up to him. "Jake, these scouts are here for Daniels, you know that, but I talked them into looking at one of your bullpen sessions" Jake nodded, realizing this was his chance. A half a dozen scouts from top college programs and professional clubs. Jake got loose and gave it his all in a bullpen. "Not bad" one of the scouts said, "Hopefully I’ll get to see how you do in a game." Jake was elated, his hard work was finally paying off. He went on and continued practice moving onto fielding drills. 4:30 came along and he was spent. Coach Hendricks walked up to him “You’ll be on the mound tomorrow, bring your A-game, the scouts will be there too.” Tired, sweaty and dusty, Jake changed out of his cleats, put his sneakers on and walked back into school. He found Ms Dyers sitting at her desk, she looked different. She must've put more make-up on Jake thought to himself, the scent of fresh perfume carried in the air. Ms Dyers noticed Jake, stood up, and motioned him to follow her. She was still wearing the sundress, but had changed into a set of heels that made her ass scream ‘spank me.’ Jake followed, her staring at her swaying ass as she led him to an empty classroom. "Mr. Stevens, please have a seat," She said, pointing at a desk, Jake took a seat in the empty chair. Ms Dyers sat on the desk across from him, and crossed her legs. "As I mentioned earlier, your book report was less than satisfactory, you really need to improve your efforts in this course if you expect a passing grade" Jake looked down at his lap, knowing that if he didn't get a C average he wouldn’t be able to play ball. No ball, meant no scholarship, no scholarship meant no college, no college meant, well he didn’t know exactly. "What can I do Ms Dyers? I'm giving all that I can, whatever I can do I'll do it" Jake pleaded. "Well Mr. Stevens, I suppose we can work something out. I can use some help grading freshman quizzes “Jake shuddered, "It's my birthday Ma'am, I already have plans tonight!" Jake exclaimed. "Ah, yes, I remember” said Ms Dyers “Finally legal" "Well uh, I guess you can say that" Jake replied Ms Dyers uncrossed her legs, letting Jake get a good look at the outline of her covered mound, Jakes cock started to stir looks like Ill find out what kind of underwear she's wearing Jake thought to himself. “Well then I have another opportunity for you, Mr. Stevens" Ms Dyers said as she stood up and walked to the doorway. She looked out into the hall, came back in the room, and locked the door. "what is it?" Jake asked. "Right, Mr Stevens, stand up, let me get a look at you" Jake stood up, Ms Dyers walked around him admiring the way his tight undershirt clung to his taught torso, the way his baseball pants hugged his muscular legs and butt. "We are both attractive, consenting adults, why don't we help each other out, I'll help you with some extra credit, and you help me in a more…. physical way?" Jake clued in, "I think I can find time for that" "Good, now take off your pants" she instructed. He fumbled with his belt, pulling his zipper down he slowly slid his pants down past his knees. "Now your shirt" he removed his shirt, Jake was now standing in the middle of the classroom wearing nothing but a jockstrap, his pants sitting at his ankles. Ms Dyers walked close to him, placing a hand on his chest and slowly walked around him. Her fingers dragging around his chest, across his abdomen, his sides, and down to his butt. She gave his buttock a nice squeeze, Jake felt it as her nails dug into his buttock. Ms Dyers, completing her walk around, came back to his front, facing him. "Let’s see what you've got hiding behind here" she said sinking to her knees, pulling his jockstrap down to his ankles. Jakes 7" cock sprang free, fully erect in anticipation. Ms. Dyer’s eyes widened, "Well this is a pleasant surprise" She held his cock in her hand sizing it up with her eyes, "I just got done with practice. Sorry I didn’t have a chance to clean up" "Nonsense Mr. Stevens, I've always enjoyed the musk of a man after he’s worked out!" She looked him in the eyes as she put the tip of his manhood into her warm mouth. Jakes head rolled back "Fuck! That’s good" he moaned, Ms Dyers stopped, looking Jake look in his eyes. "I will not tolerate that language in my classroom." "Yes ma’am." She continued sucking him to her heart’s content, slowly working her way up and down his shaft, licking his balls while she caught her breath. She kept sucking and as she sensed Jake nearing climax. Ms Dyers slowed down, kissing his shaft and licking his scrotum, then suddenly stopped. Ms Dyers stood up and turned towards the desk, and bent over slightly at the waist. She hiked up her dress, revealing a black thong. Ms Dyers pulled it down, stepping out with her left leg, and placed her left leg on the desk. She looked over her shoulder, seductively saying, "Fuck Me." Jake waddled over to her, his pants still around his ankles, he noticed her pussy lips were smooth, with just a tuft of pubic hair emanating from her mound. Reaching her, he placed his right hand on her hip, and his left hand on the base of his manhood. Jake guided it to the entrance to her vagina plunging in. He inserted himself slowly at first, letting her adjust to his girth until he was fully inside her. Fully adjusted, Jake started picking up speed, placing both hands on her hips. Ms Dyers used one of her hands she used to stabilize herself as the other frantically rubbed her clit. As his speed increased so did the ferocity of her clitoral stimulation. Jake slowed down slightly, feeling his own climax approaching, and wanted this to last as long as possible. Ms Dyers breathing quickened, Jake knew she was close, so he started to pound away with all that he had, sweat dripping from his forehead to her ass, trailing down to her pussy, adding to the slickness of her depths, he could feel his own orgasm coming. "I'm gonna cum" he cried, trying to pull out. But Ms Dyers used her leg to pull him back in, as he shot his seed into her now gushing depths. He could feel the last few ropes of his cum being milked out by Ms Dyer’s vaginal muscles. Satisfied, Ms Dyers pushed him away, immediately pulling up her panties before his cum could drip out. "That was hot" Jake exclaimed through panted breath. She pulled down the hem of her dress, flattening it out against her body, trying to make herself look presentable. "Your phone" she demanded. Jake, pants still around his ankles, cock starting to droop, unlocked his phone and handed it over. Ms Dyers entered in her number as Jake put his clothes back on. When she was done she tossed the phone back to him. “I'll let you know if any more extra credit opportunities arise.” Ms Dyers flatly stated “Oh, and if you thought that was hot I've sent you a link, check it in 10 minutes. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have another student who needs my assistance.” Ms Dyers unlocked the door, and walked back to her office. Jake was still in shock at what had just happened, he checked the time on his phone before heading out the door. He hopped his car and drove home, his parents asked how his day was, and Jake said that Alexis would be running a little late for dinner, that she was working on her acceptance paper with some friends, before he walked upstairs. He got to his room, set his book bag on his bed, and checked his phone, 9 minute after he left school, he pulled up the link, and was surprised to find a live video of Ms Dyer’s office. Ms Dyers was sitting on her desk legs crossed. Suddenly another body walks in the room. Jake couldn't tell who it was, just that it was a female. The girl hands something to Ms Dyers, who glances it over, nods and sets it to the side. They appear to be talking about something, but there is no audio. The second female appears to nod solemnly and gets on her knees in front of the desk, Ms Dyers stands up and hikes up her dress. Jakes cock stirs, he gets up and locks the door to his room, once locked he pulls off his dirty pants and jock strap, never taking his eyes off of his monitor. Ms Dyer has removed her thong, and motions the female towards her cunt. ‘Now this is HOT!” Jake thinks to himself, cock surging to full rigidness. It’s hard to see but Jake could tell that the female started licking at Ms Dyers seeded pussy, seemingly invigorated with the act. Jake spits in his hand as is rubbing his erection furiously. After a few minutes, Ms Dyers is close, he can see it in her face. Ms dyers takes her phone and does something with it. Jakes 2nd orgasm is building, his phone buzzes, its Ms Dyers, he sees her point of view, damn it’s hot, she sends him a few more in a few different angles. As he gets to the last picture, the girl looks directly at the lens, he shoots his load all over the floor. He knows those hazel eyes from anywhere. "That’s Alexis" he gasps. Spent, he sags back in his chair watching the aftermath on screen. Ms Dyers hands his sister the black thong, demanding something in return. His sister takes her jeans off revealing a white and pink thong. Alexis grudgingly takes her panties off and gives them to Ms Dyers before puts on Ms Dyers soaked black thong on before pulling her jeans back on before leaving the room. Jake cleaned his mess up and just as he's about to get in the shower. "I'm home!" he could hear Alexis shout from downstairs. Jake stood under the water, cleaning the filth off his body. Drying off, he checks his phone, a text from Katie. "Can’t wait for tonight! I know you have dinner with the fam, but dessert is with me :* XoXo" with an accompanied kissy face selfie showing off Katie’s luscious cleavage. Jake responds "can’t wait, about to get dinner see you in a few!" “Jake! Your sister is home, we’re going to dinner!” His mom called from downstairs. Throwing on a pair of jeans and a polo, Jake had opted to go commando, thinking ahead to his dessert date with Katie. Dinner was…. awkward, to say the least. Jake had a hard time maintaining eye contact with Alexis, considering the show he had just witnessed a half hour before. Jake had noticed that his sister hadn’t changed, meaning she was still wearing the soiled panties Ms Dyers made her wear. Alexis disposition was more cheerful as she informed the family she finished her essay. "Ms Dyers said she’d make improvements over the weekend, and even write my recommendation letter for me!" Their parents were thrilled. Dinner commenced, Jake talked about his day, letting the family know about the scouts, but left his encounter with Ms Dyers out of his days tale. After dinner was completed, the family went their separate ways, Jakes parents went home, Alexis went to hang out with her friends, while Jake went to pick up Katie. It was 7:45 when Katie walked out of her house. She wore a tight black miniskirt that hug tightly to her ass, a pink tank top with her breasts spilling out, and light sweater as she stepped out in the cool spring weather. She hopped into Jakes jeep, pecked him on the cheek and suggested they get ice cream. They drove to the local ice cream parlor, Jake ordered a hot fudge sundae, and Katie got a banana split. As they ate their ice cream, Jake had some hot fudge, on the corner of his mouth, running down his chin. "I'll get it" Katie said, and leaned over, licked the fudge off his chin and gave him a kiss. They finished their dessert and got back in Jakes jeep. "Let’s go somewhere romantic" Katie said, Jake nodded in agreement and drove off towards the scenic outlook that looked over town. On the drive to the outlook, Katie removed her sweater, and rearranged her tits so they looked more presentable. She placed her right hand on Jakes lap, stroking up and down his thigh. His cock started to stir. Her fingers eventually reached the zipper of his jeans, and mischievously looked at Jake while starting to undo his pants. Jake got the hint and lifted up his hips so she could pull down his jeans. His semi hard cock, released from its constraints, fell against his thigh. "Ooh no underwear, kinky, I like it" cooed Katie, as stroked stroke his now hardening cock. She unbuckled her seatbelt and leaned over, first gently kissing the head of his erect penis, and then licking her way up and down the shaft, before starting to bob her head on his cock, he arrived at the outlook, and there was nobody else around. Katie stopped sucking him for a just long enough to mutter to “lay back and enjoy this.” Jake reclined his seat, pulled his shirt off and pulled out his phone and started filming his blonde beauty of a girlfriend sucking his thick cock. She had skills, even rivaling that of Ms Dyers. She would change her pace, quick then slow, fondling his balls. He reached over to her back, pulling down her tank top and revealed her pink bra. His hands quickly unhooked her bra, her breasts, released from their jail hung free. He fondled them as she picked up her pace, responding to the stimulation on her breasts. Katie slowed down as she attempted to deep throat Jakes 7" cock. She was only able to get halfway the first few times, then slowly made her way closer and closer to his pubic mound. Jake resumed filming with his free hand, he received a text. It was from Ms Dyers, "got new panties, what do you think?" Showing front shot of the Pink and white panties she took from his sister, it was a Hello Kitty thong, with a bow on the front with a small picture of hello kitty, and an ass shot with a small cotton ball on the fabric like a little tail. Simultaneously, Katie finally worked her way down his cock, her nose touching his trimmed pubes, and her chin against his balls. The overload of stimuli was too much, he set down his phone and came. His orgasm caught Katie completely by surprise, his first spurt went clear down her throat causing her to choke slightly, she tried lifting her head off his cock to cough, but his second shot hit the roof of her mouth, after her mouth was clear of his cock Jake jerked his cock to finish his orgasm, the next spurt hit Katie squarely in the cheek, catching her off guard again, she tried to pull back but Jake had stopped playing with her tits and placed his hand over the back of her head, his last two ropes of cum splashed her nose and forehead. "You Asshole!" Katie screamed, her face covered in cum, Jake snapped a picture of her frosted face, wanting to savor the image. Katie slapped him across the face, "At least have the decency to tell me when you're about to cum, and why the fuck would you cum on a girls face?." She screamed. Katie grabbed Jakes polo, and wiped her face off before getting dressed "Take me home" she pouted. Jake put his jeans back on, leaving his cum soaked polo in the back seat, and fired up his jeep. The 15 minute ride back to Katie’s house was dead silent, as soon as the car stopped she opened the door, and left. "Goodnight!" Tried to call out to her, but it was ignored. Jake's phone buzzed "you musn't keep a lady waiting" it read from Ms Dyers. "This is what i thought" Jake typed as he attached the picture of Katie’s frosted face. Ms Dyers sent a single picture in return. The crotch of her panties were pulled to the side, and she had two fingers deep in her pussy. Jake through the phone on the passenger seat and drove home. Jake pulled up to his house, grabbed his cum soaked polo from the back seat, his phone and walked into the house. His mom noticed him walk in shirtless, and asked what happened to his shirt. Jake lied, “Oh I got some hot fudge on it, I’m about to throw it in the wash”. He went upstairs to his room, threw the stained polo in his hamper and sat down in his computer chair. Jake sent an apology text to Katie, who didn’t respond. So he changed into a pair of shorts and laid down in his bed, "what a birthday it’s been." He thought to himself. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Hope you are enjoying my stories, very much a beginner at this point so any feedback is appreciated. I'm not an expert so please forgive for any wrong/bad grammar and potential poor writing with switching between past and present tense. However I hope you enjoy the story line as much as I did writing it and thank you all for any comments. :) Sisterly Love I was sixteen when my dad died, it happened so suddenly and our family was never quite the same. My sister, named Sarah, was fifteen at the time and we had always been close but with the passing of my dad we grew so much closer. My mum had to take up more hours at work to help make ends meet so a lot of the time; it was just the two of us. My dad was like a rock to my sister, he was always there for her, to comfort her and make her feel better. With him now gone, I felt like it was my duty as the man of the house, to step up and look after her. Over the next few years it was hard at times but Sarah and I were definitely closer than ever. We had picked up new habits with each other and were like best friends. Going out to the cinema together, gossiping with each other, even wrestling but it was always quite harmless. However things took a whole different direction not long after Sarah's 18th birthday. I have never thought of my sister in a sexual way, I mean I have noticed that she has grown up a lot and has some very nice assets but noticing was a far as it went. Even when we play fought and I would grab her tit and cupped her ass, it never crossed my mind that it was bad. However one late night I had gotten up to go to the loo, as I walked back to my room I stopped outside my sister's door. The noises I heard were unmistakable, the pleasure moans of my sister having fun either with herself or someone having fun with her. I leaned closer to the door to hear better, I don't know why I stayed but I did. Listening closely I was positive that she was alone and enjoying it a lot. As I listened something deep inside me stirred, I was horrified and confused but hearing my sister pleasure herself was weirdly turning me on. I had stayed too long and in my hurry to retreat to my room, I banged against the door. I didn't stop to see if I was noticed or not but made my quick escape back to my room. I dived back into bed and pretended to be asleep in case my sister came into the room, she didn't. I lay in my bed for a while and stared at the ceiling and all I thought about was hearing my sister's moans and how it made me feel. A flood of emotions came over me, I felt a little ashamed because it was my sister, I felt slightly sick as well but I also felt horny and intrigued. With all these emotions over me it was evident which one I felt the most because I realized I was now had a massive erection. "Oh my god" I whispered out, had my sister turned me on so much. I struggled to sleep that night but got some rest, the next morning was a whole new challenge. I had slept in and was late down to breakfast; my sister was already sitting at the table as my mum was busy in the kitchen. "Oh hey there bro, finally awake are we?" Sarah smirked behind her normal morning magazine. "Right Jamie" mum said above the noise of her washing the dishes "I need you to nip down to the post office and post that parcel for me" she nodded towards a large cardboard box sitting on the table. "Also need you to pick up my dry cleaning" "Uuggghhh OK, anything else?" I exhaled, hoping the answer would be nothing. "Erm" my mum paused in thought, I eagerly waited in anticipation, fingers crossed. "No not today" "Sweet, I mean OK mum" I chuckled as I grabbed some cereal and grabbed a seat next to Sarah. I felt a little awkward as I sat there after what had happened last night. I quietly crunched into my cereal, avoiding eye contact with her. Then she broke the silence "So dear bro of mine, what are your plans for tonight?" I chocked a little on my cereal before answering "eh nothing much, just chilling here most likely. “What about you?" "Nothing much either" as she peered over her magazine, "would you like to watch a movie with me then??" she smiled lightly. "Oh I suppose, how could I resist that smile" I said sheepishly. "Yay good, it's a date" she said jokingly. The rest of the morning went by without any mention of last night. Mum and me, headed out of the house at the same time. She went off to work as I set off to complete her chores. I carried them out without any issues and was back within a couple of hours. My mum was still at work and I wasn't sure if my sister was in or not. "Sarah" I shouted out breaking the silence of the house, I waited for a reply and was greeted with nothing. Thinking I was alone I grabbed a quick bite to eat and headed up to my room. As I neared the landing, I noticed my sisters door was shut which she only did when she was in. I moved closer to her door and was met with the exact same sounds as last night. She was playing with herself again but this time the moans were a lot louder, clearly thinking that she was alone in the house. I couldn't help myself but I stayed to listen more. The deep feeling inside of me was building again and I could feel myself getting hard in my boxers. It wasn't long until I heard it, one of the hottest sounds I have ever heard, my sister having an orgasm. I couldn't believe what I heard; I quickly snuck into my room and eased my door closed behind me. I leaned my back against the door, again in disbelief as to what just happened. I stood there for a moment in a confused daze, I snapped myself out of it and went over and set up my games console. I had only played maybe 10 minutes before my attention span snapped and my mind drifted back to the sounds of my sister. This level I was on was hard enough when I was paying full attention but near impossible when all I thought about was the glorious sounds of Sarah's orgasm. I switched off my game and got myself onto my bed. I lay there, trying to relax but my mind began to run. I was no stranger to woman and had heard girls cum before, not just from porn. Not saying I was some big ladies’ man but definitely made a few girls cum in my time. Drifting back, I reminisced about the few sexual encounters I had. Thinking of Polly from the store and how we had a quickie in the storage room or Beth at school, where she sucked me off in the toilets. Also losing my virginity to Carly at the house party and how great that was for my first time. Good knows if it was hers but it felt great to me. As I lay there, thinking of these girls, my sister was always in the back of my mind. How she had sounded so hot playing with herself and one feeling was becoming very dominant, I wanted my sister and my rock hard erection proved that. With the small feeling of wrongness and shame fading, I dozed off. I was awoken by Sarah, tapping against my door as she stood in the door way. "Hey wake up lazy bones; you have a movie to watch with me! Now come on" Sarah teased as she darted off out of my room. I gathered myself as I tried to come back to reality, napping during the day does that to you, and when I looked down, my sweat pants where bulging from my still rock hard cock. "Fuck" I muttered to myself, fearing that Sarah had maybe seen it. What if she had seen it and liked it or worse seen it and was repulsed, I was her brother after all. "Geez Jamie, get yourself together" I said to myself, giving light taps across my face. I managed to get my erection down to an appropriate standard and headed down stairs. Sarah was already sitting on the sofa with the movie ready to play. "Is mum home" I asked trying to remain calm and not worry about recent events. "Yeah but she is up in bed already, you know, she can home from work and headed straight up." explained Sarah, not breaking eye contact with the TV. "Ah ok, no worries" I said as I say myself down on the sofa next to Sarah "what movie we watching??" "Eh can't remember the name of it but it's got that hot actress you like in it!" she said with a slight smirk. "I know how you love her" she teased. "Yeah yeah, enough. Just play the movie" I said. Now she would normally put movies on with the actress to tease me as she knew how I felt. However now, I couldn't help but wonder if she had an alternative motive to play this one. About half an hour into the movie, Sarah did her normal move to snuggle into me. I honestly didn't mind, it was actually quite nice feeling her body against mine. It brought me comfort and I knew she liked it as she would always give a soft moan of delight. She sat in her normal position with her head at the top of my chest and her arms wrapped round mine. It wasn't long until she made a different move; she moved her leg across my crotch and left it there. "What the hell is she doing" I thought to myself as I could feel her leg move slowly over my crotch. With the current mood I was in and all the thoughts of her, I felt my cock begin to get hard and grow. "Shit what if she feels it, it's going to totally freak her out. Shit shit shit, this is so awkward" I panicked. After a few minutes I was nursing a semi, by some miracle it wasn't fully erect yet but I knew she could definitely feel it. As my fear grew she kept her leg there and continued to rub "What the hell!!" I thought to myself. "Is she deliberately teasing me". I could feel the edge of her knee run alongside the edge of my shaft. Slowly up and down and almost in a circular motion. "I'm gonna get a boner if she doesn't stop this" but just at that moment, as if she had heard me, she moved her leg away. She stretched it away down the sofa and she snuggled her head into me more. The movie finally came to an end and it was quite late, "OK time for bed" I said, stretching my arms up, trying to free them from her grasp. She reluctantly let go and I stood up. "You go ahead" she said, comforting herself back into the sofa "I'm just gonna grab a drink then I'll be up." With that I headed up to my room, closing the door behind me and making sure it was shut. I got undressed, all the way, I like to sleep naked but all the time I was getting undressed all I could think about was Sarah. With my cock now hanging free it didn’t take long for it to harden and grow into a full on erection. I got into bed but knew sleep wasn’t going to come quickly; I had to relieve all this tension. I slid my hand down my abs and wrapped my fingers around the tip of my cock, slowly starting to jerk it up and down. Squeezing it gently as I twisted my hand around the head, little bits of pre cum eased out. Sliding my hand up and down, all the way down to the base. Now I have some posters of girls on my walls which normally help do the job but this time there was only one thing on my mind. I knew it was wrong but I couldn’t help masturbate to the sounds of my sister. I tried to think of other girls to hide my shame but the only thing that worked for me was Sarah. Picking up the pace, I worked my shaft faster and faster. It didn’t take long to feel the pressure building and thinking of my sister’s orgasm sounds it threw me over the edge and I exploded. Squirts of hot cum spurted everywhere, “oh my god” I whispered loudly. That was one of the best wanks I’ve had in a while but fuck it was over my sister. With my cock now floppy and limp, I got up and quickly darted to the bathroom to get cleaned up. I washed my hands as well as giving my cock a good wipe, also cleaning up small dribbles from my abs. All cleaned up, I washed my face and headed back to my room. I couldn’t help myself but I stopped outside of my sister’s bedroom. This was very risky considering I was still naked but curiosity got to me. However as I listened there was no sound, no moans coming from behind the door. I walked back to my room and to be honest, a little disappointed. I slumped back into bed and got under the covers. “OK Jamie get it together” I said out loud to myself “Sarah is your sister and you can’t think this way. You have had your weird little moment, now move on and forget about it.” After my little word with myself, I drifted off to sleep. The next morning I woke up, the horny urge was back and the normal morning wood was in full flow. "Fuck sake" I muttered "I have to sort this out" and I knew just the plan. I was going to head out tonight and try and hook up with a girl, fuck this problem out of my system. "Ok perfect" I said to myself as I got up and headed down to breakfast. My mum and sister were in their usual spots, my sister at the table with her magazine and my mom washing the dishes. "Morning guys" I said out load as I gather my usual bowl and cereal. "Hey there brosif." Said my sister from behind the magazine. Mum in her usual fashion gives her quick nod then gives out the orders. “Jamie, today I need you to pick me up some aspirin and also get the shopping today." "OK fine" I grumbled through my cereal "And you will need to make you and your sister dinner tonight as I'm out with friends after work and won't be home till tomorrow." "Aww no way, I have plans for ..." "JAMIE" my mum cutting me short "I need you to help me out please, you know ever since your..." "OK mum it's fine" I knew exactly where she was going with it and hated it when she used Dad against me. She didn't use it often but when she did, it cut really deep. So there went my plan for tonight and it annoyed me that I wouldn't be able to fix my problem but family always comes first. I finished off my breakfast and watched some TV before heading out to carry out my duties for the day. I picked up the usual from the grocery store as well a little extra for dinner tonight, steak and fries will do the trick. I came home to an empty house; my sister was definitely out this time. I doubled checked, her bedroom door was wide open and she wasn't in there. I cracked open a beer, put the shopping away and slouched onto the sofa. I mindlessly flicked through the channels, now and again staying on a program before switching it on. My peace was broken by my sister bursting through the door. "Oh hey bro, so what's for dinner" she chirped as she jumped next to me on the sofa. "Eh steak and fries" I said, "that cool?" keeping my eyes on the TV. "Of course" she said, giving me a big hug before getting up, "give me a call when it's ready" and with that she went off upstairs. Dinner didn't take long to make and I gave out the call "Sarah, get your lazy ass down here, dinners ready" I shouted, my voice sounding out through the house. I could hear movement from above and then the sound of her running down the stairs. "Mmm smells good bro" she said, grabbing a seat at the table. We settled down at the table and tucked into our meal. We chatted away about the usual stuff, nothing out of the ordinary but in my mind there was awkwardness. My sister had a low cut top on and I couldn't help but look at her cleavage. Something inside me was deeply disturbing, the fact that even though I knew it was my sister and it was completely wrong; it was turning me on more. After dinner I cleaned up the plates and joined my sister on the couch. Not long after sitting down my sister made her move into her normal position. However this time only wrapping one arm around mine and her other hand was on my chest. I sat there quite comfortable and managing to hold back my horny urge. About an hour had past of watching rubbish TV when my sister came out with it. "Jamie?" she paused, gathering her thoughts "have you ever had sex?" I was completely stunned by the question and I was lost for words. Managing to squeeze some out "Eh yeah... why?" "Well a few things why" she continued with ease, her head and hand still on my chest "I've only ever had sex once and it wasn't what I expected. I mean it was ok but I never felt as good as I can make myself." Oh my god I thought to myself, I was totally stunned by this outburst. Where the hell was she going with this? "Right ok..." I said, very much confused and a little curious where she was going with this. "Whenever I do it myself it feels incredible but that time with Tim, was pretty bad.” She took a pause “Now the other night." My heart sank; I waited in horror for her to continue. "Well I was playing with myself and I know you were standing outside my door. Don't worry I wasn't freaked out, it actually turned me on more." She sat up to look at me "that's why I waited the next day when you were out, I held off my orgasm in case you listened again. And you did and it blew me over the edge." I just sat there, I was speechless but my crotch was telling a different story. With this dirty confession from Sarah, my erection was growing. "I've always admired you Jamie and I've actually heard stories at school about your skills. Wrong as it is..." she paused, looking down "I've actually been fantasising about being with you." "Sarah! But you are my..." she cut me short with her finger on my mouth. "I know Jamie but I know you feel the same way, your cock didn't lie last night during the movie! And it's not lying now." With that she took her finger from my mouth and put her hand on my bulging cock. "We both want this so just go with it, it can only make our bond stronger" Hearing these words from her expelled all shame and worry from my mind. She leaned forward and gave me a small peck on the mouth, she lingered and we both went in again. Her lips parted, as did mine and we shared a heated kiss, her lips felt so good against mine. I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her on top of me, her hands now behind my head and shoulders. I lowered my hands down her back and cupped her ass, god it felt nice and firm. Grabbing her cheeks in my hands she gave out a soft moan in my mouth as she grinded down on my now rock hard cock. We broke away from the kiss as she got off me, laying on her back next to me. She slid down her pants and spread her legs, she had cute little white panties on and fuck did she look good. There was no going back. She bit her bottom lip and urged me to get to work. "Show me your skills Jamie, let me witness what all the girls talk about" she moaned as she played with her beautiful breasts. Not caring anymore, I obliged and positioned myself between her legs. I slid her panties to one side and exposed her pink little pussy, shaven and so inviting. I leaned down and gave her a little kiss along her thigh, edging in closer towards her pussy. I gently kissed up and down her lips and could already taste her wet juices that oozed out. "Mmmmm yes Jamie" she moaned softly as I parted her lips with my tongue. Licking up and down, paying attention to her clit which I pushed against and made circular motions around. Sarah's back arched and she pushed her hips towards my face, grinding against my face. As I put my fingertip to her entrance I could feel and taste that she was soaking wet. My finger slid in with ease and she gave out a loud moan. As I pushed my finger in deeper, I could feel her pussy contract around it and she began to breathe a lot quicker. Licking her clit harder and adding a second finger, I could feel her getting very close. She was grabbing the sofa and she pushed her hips hard against my fingers and tongue. With a loud outburst she hit her climax. "Uuuuuhhhhh, fuuccckkk" she yelled as she convulsed around my fingers, her wet juices streamed down my arm. "Jamie, that was amazing!!” She panted, trying to catch her breath. I removed my fingers and sat back on the sofa but it wasn't long till she had made her next move. Sarah crawled down off the sofa and got herself between my legs. Fumbling with my pants, she pulled them down enough to release my hard member. Instantly she took it in her hand and stared at it. "Oh wow, you have such an impressive cock" she said as she examined it from all angles. "Much bigger than Tim's" and with that she took the tip into her mouth. "Fuck" I whispered out, it had been a while but with my sisters mouth wrapped around my cock, I felt in heaven. She bobbed her head up and down on the tip, whilst she worked the shaft with her hand. Bobbing her head and moving her hand up and down at the same time. Fuck it felt amazing, can't believe it was my sister doing it but that was turning me on more. I placed my hand on the top of her head and eased her up and down on my throbbing cock. I could feel little dribbles of her saliva ooze out the side of her mouth and run down my shaft. I was on cloud 9, I've had a blow job before but the naughtiness of getting one from my sis was putting me over the edge. I was getting closer but wasn't ready to finish yet so I grabbed her and tossed her onto the sofa. She ripped off her top to expose her braless tits and positioned herself on all fours and I got up behind her. I placed my cock on her clit and rubbed her gently, she gave out soft moans, getting louder as I pushed my cock harder against her. "Fuck Jamie" she moaned "I need your big cock inside me now" Without hesitation, I grabbed my cock and rammed it in her. She gave out a painful cry but soon turned to pure pleasure. I eased in and out of her at first, making sure she was wet enough before going for it. Satisfied that she was wet enough, I sunk my cock in her as deep as I could go. "Fuuucckkkk!!" I gave out a loud groan "damn sis you feel so fucking good!" She was so tight and her young pussy contracted around my cock, grabbing every inch and trying to pull it deeper. I picked up the pace and pounded her harder into the sofa. Her face was in one of the pillows, trying to muffle her loud moans of ecstasy. With every hard thrust she pushed her hips back against me. This was definitely the best sex I had ever had. I continued to pump into her for several minutes when she raised her head from the pillow "Uuhhhh I'm going to cummm" she cried as her whole body went weak and began to spasm as her massive orgasm rushed over her. "UUUUHHHHHH AAAHHHHH" she moaned out loudly. "Uuhhhh fuck sis" that loud orgasm was even better than the one I had heard before. As her body went limp, her smooth wet pussy felt so amazing, it was my turn. I gently turned her over onto her back and positioned her legs so her ankles were on my shoulders. I lined up my cock at the entrance to her pussy. She just looked at me and without saying a word, gave me an approving nod to continue. I eased myself back into her and slowly picked back up the pace. I pushed my cock all the way into her and slowly pulling it back out before thrusting it down again. She reached her hands back to grab the sofa as I fucked her harder; I loved every minute of it and didn't want it to end. However as I fucked her harder, I felt my cock begin to pulsate and my impending orgasm. I got myself right to the edge and just as I felt myself begin to cum, I pulled out of her. She gave out a small disappointed moan as I exploded all over her tummy and tits. With four large bursts of cum I was spent. I flopped down on the sofa "wow, just wow" I whispered out. "Good for you too then?" my sister smirked as she played around with the strands of cum on her tummy. "I can't believe we just did that but I can't lie, I loved it." I said sheepishly looking away from her. "I loved it too and I can believe we just did it, I’ve wanted to do it for a while." With that she curled her finger around some of my cum and put it in her mouth. She sucked on it and gave out a satisfied "mmmmmm". My head fell back onto the sofa, there was a deep feeling in the pit of my stomach but it wasn't of shame or wrongness. A feeling of love and a much stronger bond. "Jamie?" my sister spoke softly; I turned to look at her. "I want you to cum inside me next time" "Next time?!" I questioned and all I received was her nodding yes. I sat there staring at her, she wanted to do it again and being honest with myself. I wanted to do it again too! Continued in part 2

Extreme Apologies for the delay in Part 6 production, but I've been sort of busy, to say the least....... Once again, please be kind. An extract from the end of part 5.... To the right of us, all the way across the floor and over a chair, was a ton of spunk, several obvious long lines where he'd spurted, and a load down near us where he'd presumably finished. "He hit the window", Jackie proudly announced. She had finished the wank, I later found out, and had obviously done a very good job. I looked across and saw one of the girls pointing at the net curtain where the cum had landed. I looked at Mark who was putting his underpants back on, his erection still there to a certain extent, but fast on the wane. He looked back at me and gave me a grin and a shrug. "Maybe next time", I said, forcing a smile. I looked round at Zoe and she looked just like I do after I cum. Hair a total mess, eyes half asleep and the horniest smile you can imagine. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- PART 6. .......As I retrieved my skirt and knickers from the pile of clothing by the door, I was aware that Mark had shuffled over towards me, and was at that moment balancing on one leg while he tried to pull his jeans on. He held back as I pulled up my knickers, then zipped himself up and leant in. "Sorry about all that", he said quietly. The giggling and general excitement was still such that his voice did not carry. He seemed quite worried. "About what?", I asked, genuinely not knowing what he had to be apologising for. "Well, not doing it with you. I'm sorry" "Who said anything about doing anything with me?", I whispered, trying to feign disinterest. I definitely felt a bit disappointed, possibly a bit jealous, but it was not as if we were formally going out together or anything. He looked a bit taken aback. "I just thought that with what happened with you and me yesterday, that it would be you who should have....you know..." He was red and I was enjoying his discomfort, as it made me feel that the feelings I had for him went both ways. I loved playing hard to get. Still do sometimes. "Well, like I said, I'll maybe get a chance again. That's if I want to, of course." I tried to keep a straight face while he analyzed the situation, but ended up cracking a smile. He grinned back. "I just wish it had been you who was there, you know, when I shot, that's all" "Just out of interest, who was it who got you to shoot?", I asked all matter of fact as I did up my skirt. He looked at me disbelieving. "I honestly didn't see," I said, " I had Zoe on top of me and you'd moved away...all I could see was a crowd of girls!" I was pretty positive that it was Jackie who had carried out the majority of his wank, but didn't know for certain whether she or someone else had finished him off. "Well, there were so many hands", he was really blushing now, "I don't really know...that's the truth, honestly." Jackie arrived on the scene, and the others were retrieving their skirts and brushing off dust and cobwebs from where they'd been thrown by the door. Jackie was still naked down below and obviously enjoying being like that in front of Mark. He tried not to look. "He did really well", she exclaimed, patting him on the shoulder. She was genuinely pleased with herself, and I don't think for one minute that she intended to rub my nose in it. "Did you see it hit the window? It just flew out. He also got it all over my jeans!" We both instinctively looked at her jeans which she was now holding up as some sort of trophy. Two streaks of wet spunk still glistened across one leg. "I thought they were out of the way right over there...obviously not!" She pointed to where her jeans had been, and we dutifully looked. Two long wet lines were apparent, stopping about a foot from the wall where her jeans had been. There were marks up the wall towards the window....probably his as well. I now felt the pang of disappointment again that I'd missed it. Jackie had now pulled a tissue from out of the jeans pocket and was rubbing at the wet marks. I quietly looked at Mark and he mouthed the word sorry at me. I motioned my eyes towards Jackie and looked back at him all quizzical, and he tried to look as if he didn't know what I was asking. I mouthed "was it her?" and made a subtle wanking motion with my hand. He looked very uncomfortable but eventually nodded. Jackie had by this time wiped off what she could and was making a big display of picking up her knickers. She had turned around and now had her back to us, and was at full stretch bending over, the knickers strategically placed so she would have to reach. Mark was hopelessly drawn to the view, and I fully understood as most of the girls, including me, also found it fascinating as well. I also understood why Jackie would do such a thing, as I had done the self same thing the previous day and enjoyed it immensely. To this day, there is still a hell of a buzz in exposing one's self to people one hardly knows, or to complete strangers. One of the big highlights of my summer holidays even now, is to arrive on the beach in the full knowlege that nearly every bloke nearby is waiting to see if I will take my bikini top off or not. There's nothing quite like it. I waited until Jackie had stood up straight again and had started to dress, and pulled Mark's head down so I could whisper in his ear. There was no way that Jackie was going to win this one. I put my hand round his neck and pulled his ear close. "Next time I want to suck it" He straightened up and looked at me wide eyed and I nodded. He coughed. Everyone was now getting ready to go back up to the house for a coke, and we ended up being separated. Back inside the house, it soon became apparent that one of the boys had gone missing. Michael (Mikey) had quietly slipped out when Zoe had left with Mark, and no-one had seen him since. It was a case of chickening out, apparently, and he had appeared quite terrified about the whole thing. A worry went round that he'd tell someone what we were up to, and a bit of a panick ensued and someone suggested a group of us go and call for him at his house. His Mum would be there, but it would seem quite normal as we were always knocking on doors. Suddenly, one of us noticed Mikey in his front garden and we were soon all at the window motioning him to come over. He went back into his house and we all gulped a bit, but almost immediately he came out again and made his way straight across. We heard his footsteps down the side and the back door opened. The interrogation was swift. Had he told anyone? Was his Mum suspicious? No to each. More questions ensued, until he admitted that he didn't want to take part in anything because he was scared that he'd be embarrassed. It was then that I remembered Gary and Mikey requesting that they went together, and realised that the worry they had was pretty bad. I turned to Gary. "What about you, Gary. Do you want to leave as well?" He was immediately indignant and full of bravado. "No way! We all made a promise. I'm no chicken!" Mikey looked hurt and tried to explain but didn't make a very good job of it. I think that most of us gathered that he was worried to death that he wouldn't be able to do anything and we'd all laugh. Zoe chipped in and took a natural lead again. She was in the same year as him at school, and was only about a month older. "Why not just give it a try? I don't expect anything from you because you are the youngest here. You are waay younger than Mark and even he was worried." Mikey was red in the face and thinking of an answer. "Just ask the boys who've been what it was like. They all had great fun. We'll go out while you talk, but if you still don't want to, we'll understand. We'll be down in the shed and if you want, you can still come down with Gary but just watch" We all looked at one another quizzically, as this was never agreed, but it seemed the kindest way to let him out gently, and no-one opposed it. Gary stood open mouthed. Maybe he had something to say. Zoe looked across at him. "Is that OK with you, Gaz?" He nodded, but didn't seem 100% convinced. "We'll make him turn around and just listen if you don't want him seeing you", someone jokingly piped up, and the whole group giggled. Even Mikey managed a smile, now that the pressure of stripping off had been removed. "You lot talk it through, and we'll be waiting" Zoe announced, and made her way out of the door. We all followed, several girls patting Gary on the arm as we passed, in an effort to either calm him or congratulate him on his courage. He had a worried smile. We all noticed the lines of cum again as soon as we entered the shed, as they were pretty hard to miss. I made a mental note to sweep some dust or something over it later, just in case my Mum went down there for some reason. We sat in our semi circle and waited, with Jackie checking out of the window and arranging the now forgotten magazines on the table, inspecting each one carefully to make sure they were still pristine. Suddenly she broke the silence. "They're here". They. That means Mikey was at least going to be present. I wondered if he would go the whole way. Zoe tapped my arm and whispered in my ear. " Mikey is my favourite. I hope the others talked him into it" I turned my head and saw she was beaming a huge grin. I made a funny face and whispered back "knowing you, you'll have your hands on it in a few minutes." We both giggled but stopped immediately when the shed door sprang open. The serious stuff was upon us once more. Gary was first in, and his eyes immediately went to the tramlines of cum. I swear his knees wobbled. He was the taller of the two, and painfully skinny. I had watched him play football many times in his baggy shorts, and was always aware that his legs were much longer and far skinnier than the other lads of his age, although he was a very fast runner and one of his team's best scorers. Still, he always reminded me of a baby giraffe. He had very short, brown hair that went all frizzy if it grew too long, and big brown eyes. In fact, he was a lovely looking boy who had the most dirty laugh and gorgeous smile. It was obvious that he would be very popular with the girls when he grew up. In fact, he already was, looking at the interest on the faces of the girls sitting there and grinning at him. Mikey followed, trying to look as happy as possible with the situation, but it was obvious that he was shitting a brick. He was not quite as tall as Gary, but already quite stocky in his build, just like his Dad. His Dad worked out with weights and did all manner of sports, including judo. I had once been in Mikey's garden when his Dad had appeared from their garage, stripped to the waist and all sweaty. Us girls couldn't take our eyes off his muscles. Mikey was obviously going to be chunky when he got older, and had already passed two belts in judo, but right now he looked like he was lost. They stood in front of us, side by side, waiting for instruction. For some reason it was natural for all of us to take the lead from Zoe. She got straight to the point, as usual. "Are you taking part, Mikey?" We all looked at Mikey and he nodded. Two or three of us clapped. Both boys started shuffling. "OK, if you take off your clothes and put them over there, you can watch us take off ours. Or read the magazines if you like". She had an amazing way about her. They immediately started to undress. Gary whipped off his Tshirt and started straight away on his jeans, getting into a muddle while trying to get them off over his trainers. In the end he had to pull them up and start again, this time taking his footwear off first. He was really eager to get naked. Compared to the other lads, he was by far the most willing. By the time Mikey had removed both his shoes and socks, Gary was in the process of removing his underwear, standing straight up in front of us, all skin and bone. He was fully erect and we giggled nervously as it bobbed about in front of us. It wasn't the largest one we'd seen up until then, but was definitely a proper man's cock. Quite thick and shiny at the end, with a good hint of brown hair around the base. It was funny to see the group of us all turning our heads to varying angles as we studied it, all trying to look underneath at his balls, which were nothing to be ashamed of, it must be said. Zoe was his classmate, and seemed surprised at his development down below. "Wowza, Gary. I only saw it at easter and it was only little then!" We all burst out laughing and then immediately remembered that we had to be quiet. It would seem that our Zoe had been here before. It was also obvious (to me, anyway) that this development from boy to man had only just happened, and certainly only over the past two or three months at the most. No wonder he was so eager to show it all off. No-one had noticed that Mikey had stopped undressing. Hands reached out and fingers made contact with Gary, making his penis bounce up and down, and bringing forth bouts of laughter. "Have you shot yet?", continued Zoe, "as you said you hadn't at easter". We were shocked once more by her bluntness, but were eager for an answer all the same. "No, but I've been close I think", he said, looking at Mikey. It was obvious that Mikey had been present when Gary had tried. We all now noticed that Mikey had stopped and pretty much guessed the reason why. It all fell into place and we gave each other knowing looks and I, for one, felt desperately awkward. Mikey was not as "advanced" as Gary, and knew all that before he agreed to come and join in. This time it was my turn to talk. "Mikey, we fully understand if you chsnged your mind. I'm guessing that you're worried about shooting? Am I right?" He was really red in the face and nodding., not making eye contact with anyone. It was obvious that he'd been told by the lads that this was an expectation, and was worried sick about it. "It doesn't matter if you haven't managed yet. We won't mind. You heard Zoe say that it was all different for Gary at easter, and look what's happened to him in the past few weeks" We all looked at Gary's erection....even Mikey. "If you like, you can go out and just show us all later...or maybe just one or two of us... or maybe not at all. It really doesn't matter. No-one's expecting you to shoot." "I'm not going back there and being called a chicken", he said, looking up at the ceiling. "So I'll go ahead and try, but I don't think I'll be able to shoot." We all told him again that it didn't matter, and said it wasn't necessary to strip, even, but he wouldn't have it. He undid his jeans and pulled them off over his bare feet. Silence reigned. He then pulled off his Tshirt and stood there in his pants for a while until he plucked up courage, his surprisingly muscular body almost a miniature of his Dad's. He suddenly let out a long sigh, took a deep breath and whipped them off in one swift movement,, standing up straight in front of us with his underpants in his hand, and naked as the day he was born. We all couldn't help but look. Our curiosity simply got the better of us. Mikey had an erection alright, but it was not on the scale of Gary's. He had no hair to speak of down there, but nevertheless, his cock and balls were definitely on the way to being fully developed. I guessed that he was about halfway there, and however short the timespan is for a male to go from boy to full man, we must have just caught it as it was happening. Not quite one, but definitely not the other. I felt someone should say something to reassure him. "Lovely", I said. Someone else told him that he had the nicest bum (true) and there were murmerings of agreement. Hands went out to both lads and girls swapped places with each other so they could have a feel of both. Zoe got herself into the chair by Mikey's side, and had her hands all over him. I tried to catch her eye and give her a knowing smile, but she was concentrating and had her studious look going on. The girls obviously liked this novelty of having two at once, because we forgot to honour our part and undress, and simply got down to wanking them. Zoe took posession of Mikey and nobody really minded, as it was obvious that she had a thing for him. She sat at his side with her face almost up against his right hip as she got to have fun. Her left arm had gone right underneath his bottom and her left hand peeped through his open legs just enough to cup his balls. Meanwhile, her right hand fitted perfectly around his now rock hard cock, and she was wanking him slowly. Whenever she stopped, he would move himself backwards and forwards in her hand until she started up again. All the other girls were having fun with Gary and I couldn't see much, so I moved over to the chair right in front of Mikey. He was sort of lost in the moment up until that point, then suddenly realised that I had chosen to come and watch. I think if Zoe didn't have him in such a vice like hold, he would have instinctively covered himself up. I once again found myself semi enjoying his discomfort. I also felt the urge to crank it all up a notch. Without saying anything, I stood up directly in front of him, stepped out of my Nikes and undid the button on my skirt. He then knew what I was going to do and his eyes widened. I was wearing quite a short, red tartan skirt at the time, so he could see quite a bit of leg anyway, but now he was going to see a whole lot more. I turned slightly sideways so he could see me unzip, then pulled the skirt down and put it on one of the chairs. On my bottom half, I was now just wearing my white knickers and sports socks and sat down again, opening my legs wide so he could get a look. I knew I was very wet down there from all the day's excitement, and one glance confirmed that I had a very visible damp patch. Mikey's eyes were locked onto it, and Zoe was looking up at him and grinning as she carried on her slow wank. He glanced at her and flashed a hint of a smile back at her, and then locked on to my mound again. Gary at this moment, had his arms round the shoulders of the girls who bent down at each side, and was looking downwards towards the mass of hands that were vying for space on and around his erection. One girl would get a sudden gap and take hold, immediately starting her stroking action until another hand took over the action. Hands were appearing between his legs from behind, and feeling around until they managed to cup around his balls. Then another hand would get in there...it was a free for all, and I was not too sure whether Gary was 100% enjoying it. He looked across to me and tried to say something, but nobody took any notice. In the end he sort of struggled free and said quite loudly "you have to undress" and nodded for them to look at me. The gaggle of girls took up position by their chairs and quickly got naked down below. Everyone now knew the drill, and soon there was a heap of skirts and such on the table. I had my knickers off in a flash and sat down. Zoe had released her grip on Mikey and he was standing there covering himself up while she fumbled with her skirt. He still looked slightly terrified, but was half smiling more often than not, and definitely warming to the occasion. I sat forward so that his bits and pieces were no more than a foot away from my face, and asked him if I could hold it. I was one of the older girls in the group, so this was obviously a daunting moment for him, so it took a few seconds of plucking up courage before he moved his hands away and placed them at his sides. His erection positively leapt out at me, rock hard and pointing at right angles from his little muscular torso. Actually, he looked lovely. Terrified, but lovely all the same. Zoe had stripped off and was back by his side, hand wrapping around him again. I watched her wank him right in front of me for a while, her hand stopping its forward stroke just inches from my face. "Do you mind if I have a turn?" I asked, matter of fact. "Just for a short while, and you can sit in my chair." She immediately liked that idea, and we quickly swapped places, my hand going in from the back and feeling around and underneath his gorgeous tight little backside. I reached in further with my arm and cupped his balls, leaving his cock free and pulsating up and down while I tickled his balls with my fingers. Zoe was taking up position, spreading herself wide by putting a leg over each arm of the chair. A sudden change of volume came from Gary's group and I turned my head in time to see him buck a few times as he was wanked off onto the floor. I caught a glimpse here and there, but there were too many bare bottoms in the way to see anything in great detail. Zoe had a better view, and later told me that he had shot whilst looking directly at her while she was spreading herself. Mikey was obviously aware of events and sort of tensed up when it was obvious that Gary was in the process of shooting. When I'd finished trying to see Gary's moment, I turned back and looked up at Mikey and mouthed "don't worry" at him, whilst wrapping my fingers round his cock and starting a serious wank. His obvious surprise and enjoyment seemed to reassure him again, but this was soon cancelled out by the girls wandering across and sitting down to watch him, now Gary was getting dressed. Two of the girls next to Zoe now joined in the "spreading", and I sped up the wank. Mikey's knees started to bend and his arm leant on my shoulder for support. I looked at Zoe and nodded, hoping that she would guess what I was getting at. It was getting obvious that Mikey was making the same noises and gestures that the other lads had made just before they shot, and I was hinting to Zoe that she should take over. She looked at me quizzically for a split second, then realised and jumped out of her chair and cupped her hands in front of his cock. This wasn't exactly what I had in mind, but this is obviously something that Zoe got a kick out of. I was kneeling on one knee and it was getting painful but I didn't dare stop. My other hand moved in and gently cupped balls while I really sped up the wank, my hand gripping hard and pumping fast. He suddenly put most of his weight onto my shoulder and made several loud sounds, something like Tyaaa Tyaaa, which bought on some giggles, but then he went all quiet and still for a second or two before gasping and thrusting his whole middle backwards and forward, as if he was fast fucking something. I found it hard to hang on, as he was surprisingly strong, and he continued to really fuck my hand for all it was worth. I could feel his balls pulsate in time with his orgasm, and realised that this was what Zoe had found so fascinating earlier on in the day. It was as if he was being forced to squeeze out every drop. He was still fucking my hand and groaning, and I noticed Jackie had moved in and was now holding him up from the other side. It was by far the most athletic orgasm of the day, and seemed to go on for a very long time. When he had finally stopped pumping, he straightened his legs and gradually took his whole weight again, which was a blessed relief, as my knee was really sore from the rough wooden floor. I was gradually easing off my grip and still feeling the odd pulsation in his balls when I noticed that Zoe had that mischevious triumphant look on her face again. I raised my eyebrows in question, and she showed me her cupped hands. There was spunk! Not a massive amount, but spunk all the same. I had a weird, overwhelming sense of achievement, and found myself grinning up at Mikey's happy, smiling face. I let go of his now quite little cock and saw that I had it all over my fingers as well. We both showed our hands to the group, like some sort of trophy, and everyone clapped. Mikey had had his first orgasm in a very public way! PS..Mikey and I ended up having several flings during our later lives, and he still figures large to the present day. He still makes the occasional Tyaaa sound. A truly lovely guy. -----------------------------------

Weight loss Motivation I am a cabinet maker by trade, but when the housing market slowed down a few years back, I had to take another career path to make ends meet. I became a teacher at the local vocational school. I worked there for 5 years teaching general building and welding classes. It was a decent gig, but my heart is in creating peoples dreams in the form of the perfect kitchen, bathroom, or study. I got my break away from the teaching gig last year when I scored a contract with a big homebuilding contractor. My shop resides along the main highway through town, but directly behind it is the backside of a residential neighborhood. One day I was sanding some cabinets in the back of the shop with the big roll up door open when I felt someone watching me. I stopped and looked around to find a teenage girl standing sheepishly in the doorway. She was attractive, but a little on the plump side. I asked “May I help you?” as my palm sander buzzed to a stop “Maybe…Mr. Robert.” she said sheepishly. “I have a strange feeling this has nothing to do with cabinets, what do you need child? As you can see I have a lot of work to get done.” I said while dusting the sawdust from my pants and shirt. “I have a problem and need your help.” was her reply. “Go on…” I stated. “Well, ummm, you see, my name is Shannon… and Prom is two months away and I need to lose some weight so I can look really good in my dress, but I need help staying motivated” was her answer. “You look fine to me, but even if you didn’t, what the hell does that have to do with me?” I replied in an irritated manner. “Well, it’s complicated, but the short answer is my brother was in your shop class last year, and he told me about the time you paddled him. He said it was the hardest paddling he ever got and you told him that when you were done with him, he would have the motivation not to ever act up in your class again” Little did I know at the time but I had gotten the reputation in my school as a firm disciplinarian. See, paddling was still an option in the school district I worked for, and on many occasions I utilized that right to correct the wayward students that wanted to act up in class. I replied astonished “You want me to paddle you? You can’t be serious? Hell, they will put me in jail for child abuse or assault or something!” She said, “I am a senior and I’m 18 today. I will sign something saying I asked you to do it, please I really need motivation to lose this weight.” “You’re crazy!” I said. “No one in their right mind would come up to a perfect stranger and ask them to give them a spanking!” “Please, Please, Please! I need this. I know you are professional and have done this to straighten kids out in your class. The only difference is I’m not one of your students.” “You’re serious about this?” I say in and un-believing tone. “A 100% serious,” she said with a bubbly smile. “I don’t know…Let me think about it. Come back tomorrow and I will let you know my decision.” “Okay, I will” she stated and skipped off toward the residential neighborhood. “Wow! What the fuck?” I thought to myself. Truth be told, I did kinda enjoy giving a good paddling to deserving students. And, truth again, it did produce the desired effects on them, at least for a little while. I went back to a cabinet and pulled 3 paddles from it. They were left over from my teaching days. They felt good in my hand as took a couple practice swings. All three were about a half inch thick and about 3 inches wide. I wiped the dust off them to show the highly varnished shine that I applied myself. The next day came and she came bounding back into view. She came up carrying a notebook and was smiling. She was wearing way too short cut-off jean shorts and a tee shirt. “Have you made your decision, Mr. Robert? I brought a note I wrote that states that I am asking you to do this…all signed and sealed and delivered!” “You’re not gonna let this go are you?” I asked with a raised eyebrow. “Nope!” she said with a puppy dog look. “First, that would be “no sir!” I stated, “Let me see your little consent letter.” “No sir…I mean. Yes Sir” she said while digging through the notebook. After reading the letter, I was somewhat convinced that it would keep me outta jail if the need arose. However, it didn’t really specify how often she would be spanked, how many licks, what her goals were, etc. “Okay, okay. This is a good start, but we will have to come to some agreement of when you need motivating and how much you need. Do you agree?” “Yes Sir” she said happily jumping around. “Have you even had a paddling before child? I have never seen anyone so happy to get one and never had anyone to actually ask for one.” “My mom used to spank us with the belt or the hair brush on the bare behind when we were younger!” she admitted, “but that stopped several years ago, and I’ve never had the paddle.” “Okay, here is what I am going to do if you agree. I am going to give you 5 swats today. You can then decide if you want to continue pursuing this option. If you don’t, I don’t blame you, but if you do decide to continue after this, we will decide together how best to keep you motivated. “Yay!” she said, “thank you…I know this will work. It has to work!’ “Are you ready to get this over with?” I ask. “Yes Sir.” “Come with me to my office then.” “Yes Sir” My office wasn’t much. It was a 12 x 12 room in the front of my shop where I paid bills, drew up cabinet plans, etc. There was a large oak desk in the center of the room, one of the first pieces of furniture I ever built. “Shannon, I am going to give you the same paddling I used to give my students; 5 hard swats. You will bend over my desk and grab the other side and hold on. You will count the swats after each one. Do you consent to this punishment?’ “Yes Sir,” she said softly. I could tell the fear was closing in on her as her spanking approached. “Okay then, assume the position.” I firmly state. She shuffles around a little then moves to the side of the desk. She slowly bends over and grabs the opposite side of the desk with both hands. Her knuckles have gone white. Her breathing has increased. Her legs fidget. I stand back and take in the scene. She may think she needs to lose weight, but actually she looks pretty good. She has a little extra around the waist, pudgy but not fat. Her tan legs are a little thick, but they are smooth and pretty. Her ass is kinda wide, but it has a nice heart shape to it. Her blue jean shorts were a poor decision today, however, because now that she is bent over the desk, they are riding up enough to expose about half of her bare ass cheeks. I go over to the desk and open the top drawer and remove one of the paddles I dusted off the day before. She is watching me with a look of concern in her face. I like to draw this part out. The part before the actual spanking begins. The anticipation, the fear, the adrenalin rush that comes from knowing your body will be in pain soon. “Why are you getting this spanking?” I ask. “Because I don’t have enough self-motivation to exercise and eat right.” “Do you think this will help you with that?” “Yes Sir” I take a couple practice swings, and then ease into position to apply the punishment. I order her to stop fidgeting, look straight ahead, and push her butt up and back to give me a good target. She complies with all of my commands. “Are you ready?” “Yes….Sir” uncertainty in her voice. I draw back and fire the first lick home. The top half on the paddle strikes her above the blue jean line, the lower straight across the bare exposed skin directly under her shorts. The paddle sounds like a rifle going off in the small room. Instantly, she jumps up and starts bounding around the room holding and rubbing her ass. “Ooohhhh! Ooohhh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Son of a bitch that hurts!” She bellows. “Young lady! This was your decision! Get back into position now if you want to continue!” I sternly command. “Ohhhh, Ok! Ok! Ooohhhh! Fuck that hurts!” she says slowly bending back over the desk. When she gets back into position, I see a tear coming out of her eye. “Let me remind you this was your decision. If you choose, you can leave now and never come back. However if you stay, I will not tolerate that language while you are getting punished. You are supposed to count them off as I give them to you, not tell me all the curse words you know. I will not count the first lick because you are not following the rules and you get two extra. Do you understand and want to continue, young lady?” Oh, God! Oh, God! ……Yes sir. Please continue.” She whimpered. “Alright then, butt out.” I said as I tap her on the behind a couple times to coax her into position. I ready myself and give her another firm, sound swat to her behind. CRACK! Goes the paddle as it impacts just a little higher than the previous blow. First, there is not much reaction from her, and then while still bent over the desk, her but starts dancing around trying to cool the fire. “Oh my God! Two!” she whimpers. “That would be one young lady! Remember, we didn’t count the first one.” “Yeah Yeah, One, Sorry!” “One Sir” would be the correct way to answer, young lady.” “Sorry, One Sir.” “Not sure I am getting through to you,” I state. “I will have to see what I can do to correct that.” Under her breath, I hear, “shit, shit, shit” I swing harder this time, aiming for the all bare flesh right on the bottom of her ass, just under the too short shorts. The thunder of the paddle hitting bare flesh makes the perfect pop as it impacts. She immediately jumps straight up and rubs her ass again, yelling “Two Sir…Two Sir…Two Sir!” as big tears start falling from her eyes. She turns two or three circles rubbing her ass before bending back over the desk. I take time to roll my sleeves up, giving the fire on her ass time to burn its course before lighting it up again. When I believe enough time has passed, I give her another good stroke. This time, even though she raises up from the strike, she keeps her hands firmly gripping the desk. “Three……..Sir.” she sniffles. I can see the redness across the lower part of her butt as she gets readied again. I am definitely making a mark. But this was her idea, her wish. Her butt is dancing around so much I can’t get a good aim. I tap her on the bare leg with the paddle and order her to lift up on her tippy toes. “Much better” I conclude. With her on her tip toes, I blast her with a hard strike across the middle of her ass. This time she shrieks out and starts the full on crying. Her grip firmly on the desk, but her ass looks like she is trying to “twerk” as she jiggles it around to cool the fire. Through the sobs, she meeks out, “Four Sir.” “Ok, young lady, you have three more. Do you want the slow burn technique like you had on the first ones or do you want a rapid fire?” “Get it over with, please! Rapid fire.” “Ok then, but it will be hard and fast.” “Yes Sir” was all she said through the blubbering cries. I positioned myself a little closer to her, reached down with my big left arm and grabbed her by her waist band. I pulled her up and more toward the desk, giving her a “wedgie” and preventing her from jumping up. This also caused more of her ass to be exposed as the material of her shorts were drawn even higher. I swung hard and fast. POP!…POP!…POP! Screams and shrieks coming out her with each contact of the paddle. I let loose of her shorts after the last swat. As soon as I did, she jumped up crying and rubbing her ass and shouting: “Oh! Mother Fucker, Oh, Mother fucker, son of a bitching mother fucker! OOOHHHH!” came out as she danced around the room. I stood there with my arms crossed watching and listening to the display shaking my head. “Fuck, that stings! It stings! Oohhh!” I gave her a minute to calm, and then ordered her to sit in the chair. Sitting after a paddling is something that just prolongs the burn. She complied, but could not sit still as the fire continued to burn her ass. “Young lady! I told you I would not tolerate your foul mouth. I highly doubt you do, but if you want me to continue to motivate you after today, I am going to give you three more for cursing! And these will be on your bare bottom! You can take it or leave it! It’s our choice.” A total look of desperation hit her. I’m sure she was thinking “I can’t take anymore!” and the truth is 5 swats was more than enough to bring most kids back to order back at the school. And, they were not bare bottom! I really figured she would say she was done: No more. But to my surprise she stood up and started unbuttoning her shorts. She dropped her shorts, then pulled her panties off: thongs, they were not doing much to protect her anyway. She really hadn’t thought this out very well before she showed up. Once the bottom half was naked she picked up her clothes, put them in the chair and bent back over the desk without saying a word. I stood back up and moved around behind her. Her 18 year old ass looked really good. It was wide but had a great shape. There was a noticeable tan line, probably from a bikini bottom. Her ass was very pale compared to her tan, except for the area where the paddle had struck previously which was crimson red. “Are you sure?” was all I asked. “Yes Sir” “Okay, then. This part of the paddling has nothing to do with your so called weight problem. This is for your potty mouth. Do you understand?” “Yes Sir” “Good. I want you to count the strokes as I give them and say “I will not say bad words.” Do you understand?” “Yes Sir.” I got directly behind her and pulled her up on her toes. I was thinking to myself “wow I am enjoying this too much!” and “paddling that ass is making me extremely horny.” I was careful not to grind up against her because I am sure she would notice the bulge in my pants. Once in position, I let go with strike number 1. The paddle striking the bare flesh made a louder pop than any of the previous blows. Cries and sobs immediately came from her as she reached back to rub her ass. It looked like she was doing the pee pee dance as she bucked her butt up and down and her right leg started twitching. Sniff, sniff, sob, “One, Mr. Robert, One.” “And?” “I will……….not…..say…..bad……..words, Mr. Robert.” “Good. Position.” Once more she complied by getting back into almost the exact position I put her in before. Whack! I released number two before she had time to really brace for it. Her knees buckled as the paddle made full impact against the sit spot of her ass. If she hadn’t been holding on to the desk, she would have probably fallen completely to the floor. “TWO! TWO! THAT WAS TWO! I will not say bad words! I will not say bad words!” She was full on crying now. Big crocodile tears were streaming down her face, snot coming from her nose and slobber trickling down her chin. “Last one, child” I tell her. As she gets back to position, I walk over and rub her ass a little to check the damages. The skin was not broken but it was cherry red and was going to be nicely bruised for the next few days. SMACK! The paddle hits its mark. This was probably the hardest one yet. I lay the paddle on the desk as she jumps ups and dances around the room fanning and rubbing her butt. As she dances I can see her little trimmed muff of pubic hair. It is dark and well-trimmed: Just a straight little thin patch leading up from her snatch. Whoever is tapping that is a lucky boy. Wonder how she will explain the paddle marks across her ass? I hand her a tissue from the desk and tell her to sit. I can tell her ass is still burning her alive as she sits and cleans her face with the tissue. As she began to regain her composure I ask, “Well, how was it?” “Oh, my God! That was the worst spanking I have ever gotten! It hurt like hell!... Sorry, heck! I think this is exactly what I need to help me stay motivated to lose weight.” “I still don’t get how you think this will help you?” I say flatly. “If I don’t lose at least 5 pounds a week, I’m coming over here for another spanking” she said. “and I really don’t want to go through that again.” “Okay, how will I know if your cheating or just avoiding the punishment?” “Do you have a scale? I will weigh today and we will write it down. I will then come by every week and weigh again until prom. If I haven’t lost 5 pounds that week, I get another spanking.” “Yeah I have a scale, and that sounds like a plan. I’ll go get the scale.” With that I go fetch the shop scale and return. To my surprise, she strips completely naked (well the bottom half was still naked) but I wasn’t expecting that show. She was beautiful. Yeah, she had a few extra pounds, but I really don’t like real skinny women anyway. Her body was slightly pear shaped. Her hips and thighs were bigger than the rest of her. She had a waist, but had a little bit of “Love handles” and small pouch in front. Her boobs were on the smaller side, with nipples that stood straight out. They looked hard as the nails in my shop. I would do bad things to this girl, but that’s not what she came for. She climbed up on the scale, still rubbing her bottom. 165 read the scale. “See, I’m fat!” “Whatever, you are a very attractive girl.” I reply. “Thanks, but if that scale don’t say 160 or less next week….my butt will look and feel like this again!” “Your decision….I’ll be here.” She got dressed. Her butt so sore she could hardly pull her shorts up over her cheeks. “See you in a week!” She said as she walked out.

The world was swimming around me. The force of the blast had blurred my vision and I could hear bells ringing. As I climbed out of the wrecked humvee, all I could see was smoke and dust. I heard the screaming of my fellow Marines and was about to begin searching for the source of the noise when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I swivelled around in the bar stool and saw Carl chuckling at me, his face turning into a slight frown as he saw the look in my eyes. "You okay?" He asked in a hushed tone which was barely heard over the music. "Yeah, I'm good." Though I didn't believe myself "Flashbacks again?" "Is it that obvious?" "Only to those who know you. Come on, we are headed to the bonfire." Carl was my best friend of 20 years and is 5 years older than I am. We had grown up together in California and left when we both got a job at an oil refinery in the south. He was 6 feet tall and skinny as a rail, his meager 150 lbs covered in tattoos. He had been going bald for years and had taken to shaving his head every few days. Though most people wouldn't find him intimidating, he had a mean streak in him and was stronger than he looked. My name is Andrew, I'm 28 years old, stand 6'3 and weigh 200 lbs, though most of that is muscle. Growing up in California, I graduated high school in June of 2005 and by July, I was at Marine Corps boot camp in San Diego. I served for 7 years and went on 2 tours of duty, one in Iraq and 1 in Afghanistan. I was medically separated in 2012 after our convoy was hit with an IED, killing 3 of my friends and injuring me with shrapnel through my right arm. I had what the doctors called a mild case of PTSD which brought the occasional flashback as well as reactions to sudden loud noises. Shaking myself from the dark memories of the past, I finished my beer, paid my tab and headed for the door. Carl was waiting outside by my truck with a few of our coworkers and several women. None of them really caught my eye and most had been hanging on to one of the other guys the whole night. That is until I heard a familiar voice. "Hey, wait up!" It was Becky. She was a local girl about 25 years old and was a regular to Smokey's bar, which was the best local watering hole. She was 5'5 and maybe 110 lbs sopping wet. She had long brown hair and a body that would drive any man crazy. She wore a flannel shirt, cut off jeans and her cowboy boots which made my heart skip a beat every time she walked in the room. Her past relationships had been with some pretty rough boys and I couldn't help but feel bad for her. I wanted to protect her from making bad choices again but I knew I couldn't. I wasn't my place to interfere. "Y'all going to the bonfire?" She asked with hope in her eyes and that sweet nsouthern drawl that melted my soul. "Yeah, hop in if your coming." I said, receiving a grin from Carl. He knew how I felt about her. We never kept secrets. She walked toward the back of the truck when Carl stopped her. "Where do you think your going?" "With you guys" "Not back here your not. You ride shotgun." "Isn't that your spot?" "Not tonight it isn't." He gave a nod in my direction. As she turned toward me I opened the door for her. She smiled at me and walked to the open door. After closing the door I looked at Carl and mouthed a thank you. He nodded and climbed in the bed of the truck. My truck was nothing special, just a beat up '87 Ford F-250, but it got us where we needed to go. Carl had installed a nice sound system in it which I greatly appreciated. And over the past 3 years of our employment at the refinery we had made various upgrades to it such as a 6 inch lift, a brush guard and a new transfer case for the 4 wheel drive. We left Smokey's headed down county road 41 until we reached the Marshal county line. Then we took a left on a dirt road for about a mile until the road ended. Most people would stop there but those of us with trucks would drop them into 4x4 and head into the light forest. After another 10 minutes of slow going we would come the fire pit we used fairly regularly. The ride over was relatively quiet. Becky finally broke the silence. "So... How's work been going?" "It's okay I guess. pretty quiet lately." I didn't take my eyes off the road for fear that I wouldn't be able to take them off of her. "That's good. When do you work again?" "Tomorrow night. Tonight is the up all night to get my clock turned around." There was another silence, this one slightly awkward. Again, she broke it. "What was California like?" I was a bit taken off guard. Having known her for a few months I had never really mentioned home or much of my past at all. "It was OK I guess. I lived about an hour from San Francisco and it wasn't too bad. I absolutely hated LA though." "Did you live down there?" "I was stationed about 45 minutes away at Camp Pendleton for 7 years. Longest years of my life." "I didn't know you spent time in the military. Did you go overseas?" Old memories came flooding back to me. This was one of the very few subjects I didn't like talking about to anyone, not even Carl. "Yeah, I did 2 tours. Once to Iraq and once to Afghanistan." "How was it?" I couldn't talk about it. It was still painful to think of those who died. Those three whose names are tattooed on my ribs. "It was like living a nightmare. I'd rather not talk about it now." "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." I could tell by her voice this wasn't the answer she was expecting. "It's okay, its just hard to deal with sometimes. How have things been with you? Still have all the boys chasing after you?" "I've been OK. There are a few who have been interested, but none of them interest me. I'm waiting for a special someone." "Well whoever he is, he is one lucky guy." "You know, if you ever need anyone to talk to or just need to vent, I'm here." "Your sweet Becky, but I wouldn't want to bother you with my troubles." "No trouble at all." She reached into the cup holder and grabbed my phone. "If you need me, call me." When she finished putting her number in my phone she put it back in the cup holder. I brought the truck to a stop and let out a sigh. We had a problem. Carl tapped on the back glass, motioning me to open the window. "Is that a fence? When did that get there?" He said with a hint of disappointment. "That's a fence all right." I shut the truck off and got out, walking around to the back. "What do you wanna do guys?" Carl looked at the fence. The metal posts were so new they didn't have any rust on them yet. "Ram it. You have a brush guard" "And be stuck out here with a flat? No thanks. That's barbed wire." I said "Can we cut it?" "Maybe. Check in that crate for bolt cutters. I usually have some back here." Carl uncovered the small footlocker I kept in the bed of my truck and began digging through it. He pulled out a small axe and folding shovel, some cold weather clothing and finally handed me the bolt cutters. "Are you sure we should be doing this?" Becky asked as I walked to the fence. "Sure. I don't see a 'no trespassing' sign." She stopped by the front of the truck as I went to cut the wire for the fence. When the wire was clear I handed the cutters back to Carl and drove us to the bonfire sight. By the time we got there it was almost midnight. The full moon illuminated the small clearing in the woods. 15 large stones that had taken hours of work to move sat in a large circle in the middle of the clearing with a large pile of ashes in the center of them. Much of the grass had been dug up in a 20 foot circle around the rocks to make sure we didn't burn the woods down. I backed the truck up to the edge of the exposed dirt and everyone climbed out. There was some wood in a pile by a tree which we kept for starting the next fire. The boys worked on the fire while I retrieved the small axe to cut more wood. After a short walk, I came upon a creek with several fallen trees. Perfect for firewood. I must have been gone for a while because Becky showed up with 2 beers. She handed one to me as she sat down on a log. "How bout a break" she asked with a smile that stole my heart. I could never tell her that, but I thought about it just the same. "Now that you mentioned it, I could use a break. Thanks" We sat on the log for a minute before she spoke. "How much wood have you cut?" I pointed to a pile by a bush. "That much" "That should be plenty. Let's grab some and head back to the party." She went to grab some but I stopped her. She looked at me puzzled until I took off the black zip up sweater I had on. "What are you doing?". She asked " pile it on here and it'll take less trips. Not to mention save our backs. You can go back to the party and I'll get this." "I'll help." Before I could say another word she was piling wood on my sweater. I stood there for a moment enjoying the view, then I snapped back to reality and gave her a hand. Once the wood was piled up, I hauled it back to the fire. By this time, most everyone was drunk and more people had shown up. Probably invited by Carl or the others. We drank, danced and had fun until about 4:30 am. The fire started to die down and people started to get tired. Carl and I, both having to work tomorrow, were still up and worked on getting people ready to leave. I went to get some water to put out the fire from the creek when I saw a scene that broke my heart. Becky was sitting by the creek making out with another guy. I guess I can't be too mad because we weren't together but I still hurt. I went to walk further upstream to give them some privacy when I heard what sounded like Becky trying to get him off of her. I tried to focus my mind on what was happening around me. Make sure things were really as they seem. I stood there listening to the sounds around me. I heard the stream flowing over the rocks, I heard the wind in the trees, a twig snapped making me turn to see Carl standing near the clearing. Then I heard the only thing I needed to. "Stop, get off me!" Carl must have heard it too and anticipated my reaction, rather correctly I might add. Before I realized what I was doing, I was walking towards where Becky was sitting, trying to push this man off of her. He was too preoccupied with her to notice me. He did notice Carl walking up. He stood up to challenge Carl, never noticing me behind him. He stood 5'10" and was a bit on the heavy side. Probably about 215 lbs or so. In the moonlight it looked like he had short brown hair and about 4 days worth of stubble. "What the fuck do you want?" He said to Carl as he approached. "I want you to get your hands off that woman" was Carl's retort. "Fuck you. I'll kick your scrawny ass!" "I'm not the one you should be worried about." He pointed towards me. Judging by the look on her face, that's when Becky first noticed me as well. It was a look of fear and salvation, all at once. When he turned around he jumped a mile. He raised his fist to strike, but was too late. The last thing I remember was grabbing his fist and wrenching his arm around behind his back. When I came to, I was sitting I was sitting on the tailgate of the truck. My face was a bit sore, no doubt from him landing at least one blow. Carl was sitting next to me. "What happened over there bro?". Carl asked. His tone was more of amazement than anything else. " I don't know. The last thing I remember was hearing Becky telling that asshole to stop. How bad was it?" "Dude, it was amazing! Who knew you could make someone cry like that by only holding their fist." "Is Becky OK?" "She is fine. She's sitting in the truck keeping warm. I offered her one of ur jackets from the crate in the back but she refused." "Thanks man. What would I do without you." I put my hand on his shoulder before hopping down. Looking around I saw that the fire was out and everything was back as it was before. I climbed into the cab and sat down. Becky put her hand on my right arm. I jumped a bit, more from pain than from fright. The wounds I sustained had never fully healed, though I would never admit it. "Thank you for that." She said, smiling at me. It was a genuine smile, one I could look at forever. "No problem. If he ever gives you any shit again, just let me know." "Oh, he won't. He was so scared I don't think he will ever be back." I couldn't help but smile. Not about the things I had done, but about helping Becky. It felt good to know she could trust me a bit more. I was brought back to reality when Carl pushed his head through the back window. "Everything is cleaned up and everyone is loaded up. Ready when you are." "Thanks Carl. Let's go home.". With that I put the truck in drive and we headed back to Smokey's, where everyone had left their cars. The ride back was quiet. I had some music turned on low and I could hear the slow, rhythmic breathing of Becky as she slept. When we turned back onto county road 41, Becky's head fell slowly sideways onto my arm. I winced in pain, but kept quiet and still so as not to wake her. I could feel her cool cheek on my arm and it sent a feeling of joy through my body. I never wanted this moment to end. When we arrived at Smokey's, everyone got out of the truck and went to their vehicles. Before Becky got out she leaned over to me and whispered in my ear. "Don't be a stranger" she said and gave me a kiss on the cheek. It was hard to maintain my composure, but I must have done a good enough job because she didn't say anything more. Just got out and went to her own truck. Carl and I headed back to our house in our separate vehicles to rest up for work the next night.

It sure was quiet in the house. My parents were over at a friend’s house for a birthday party and I knew they wouldn’t be home until very late. My 17 year old sister, Robin, was out with her boyfriend, doing who knew what. I was tired from my busy work week and collage classes and was spending a rare weekend night home alone. My mind drifted to my baby sister. She was beautiful and I wondered if her boyfriend was boning her. Her long raven colored hair, green eyes and big knockers would drive any guy wild. I know I got serious boners when she walked around the house braless with her tits bouncing against her tank top. I caught quite a few glimpses of her nipples pressing against the stretched fabric and could tell her they were huge. I would have given anything to push her top up and run my tongue over them. I spent a lot of time whacking off while thinking of her topless. I was just thinking of shoving my hand down my shorts to stroke my hard cock when I heard a car in the driveway. A minute later my sister ran in and slammed the door shut. I could see she had been crying. She was wearing a cute blouse that just showed of the tops of her mounds a little bit and her shirt was hugging her ass. It didn’t help my hard on one bit and I threw a pillow on my lap. “What’s the matter sis? Did you and Danny break up?” Robin looked up, surprised to see me there. She blushed a deep red and I was shocked to see her bite her lip. “No, he’s mad at me cause I wouldn’t do something he wanted. So he brought me home. I don’t know what I’m going to do. I don’t want to lose him” This was interesting I thought. “What did he want you to do?” I was picturing her bending over the couch while I, err, I mean Danny fucked her from behind. “Oh I can’t tell you. I’m so embarrassed.” Robin said as she dropped her head in shame and blushed even deeper. “I feel so stupid cause I want to do it but I don’t know how.” “Do what?” I asked as I squirmed to move my cock that was pushing against my shorts. “Do what? You can tell me. Maybe I can help. Come here, sit next to me and tell me what happened. I won’t laugh or judge you, I just want to help.” Robin slowly shuffled across the room and dropped down about a foot away from me. I could feel the heat coming off her body and wondered if she was worked up. “Humm, she said, this is hard to tell you but I really need help and I don’t know who else to ask.” I put my arm around her and gave her a half hug. “You’re safe with me Robin. I promise I won’t tell anyone.” She took a big breath and with her head still down I heard her say “Danny wants me to touch him. You know, like there.” Her eyes were on my lap. “When we’re kissing and stuff he keeps taking my hand and trying to put it on his, hum.” “Cock?” I asked. She gave a slight nod and a tear fell. “So what’s the problem? You don’t want to?” “No, no it’s not that. Not that at all. I do want to do it but I don’t know how.” She stuttered and softly said “I’ve huh, never touched a guy before. I’m afraid I’ll do it wrong and he’ll laugh or I’ll hurt him.” My mind was blank. She had never touched a guy before? NEVER?? Holy shit, was she a virgin? I thought of a way I could help her but I wasn’t sure she’d go for it. “Have you, maybe, looked on the internet to see how it’s done?” “Yes, she answered. But looking on the internet and actually touching his thing are way different. Besides, on the internet everyone looks like they’ve been doing it forever. I’ve never even see a guy’s stuff.” What? I thought, never seen one? Crap I had to do it. I shifted on the couch and faced my sister. “Hum, Robin, maybe I could show you myself. Maybe I could take your hand, like Danny does, and you could practice on me.” Damn, my cock was starting to drip at the thought of my sister’s virgin hand stroking my cock. I wasn’t the biggest cock around but I was a pretty decent size. And just the thought of her touching me made me grow painfully big. “Oh Austin, I don’t know. That sounds ok but isn’t it weird for me to be touching you?” “Sis, just think of it like I’m helping you with your homework. It’ll help you get a passing grade with Danny.” I laughed I could see she was deep in thought and then she nodded her head. “O.K., but if it’s weird or I don’t like it, promise me you’ll stop.” “O.K., I will.” I said as I took her hand. She was trembling and blushing again. “Why don’t you close your eyes? That way it might be easier for you.” She shut her eyes and I guided her hand to just above my cock. “Are you ready?” I asked and she was breathing heavy as she nodded her consent. I couldn’t believe my sister was about to touch and stroke my cock. A dream come true. I hoped I didn’t shoot off in her hand and scare her away. I slowly lowered her hand, with her palm open and facing down until it was lightly touching my hard on. She jumped and pulled her hand back. “Oh my god, was that what I think it was?” ‘Sorta, but you didn’t really touch it. Let’s try it again.” I guided her hand back into position and this time I curled my hand around her fingers and put it on my cock. She gasped and I pushed her hand down a little harder. “See, that’s not so bad, is it?” I asked “No, she wimpered. It’s ok. It’s much bigger than I thought it would be and harder too.” I took her hand in mine and showed her how to stroke it up and down. Gez, it felt wonderful. I was ready to shoot, I was so close. I had to maintain control. “Now you do it.” I let go of her hand and she continued to stroke me through my shorts. “A little harder. You won’t hurt it. You could also squeeze it a little bit while you’re moving your hand.” My sister was pulling at my cock. I couldn’t believe it. Then I noticed I could see down her blouse and the very tops of her nipples were peeking out over her bra. Oh gez, they were brown and big. Really big. My breathing got heavy and Robin asked if I was alright. “Yea, I’m great but you better stop before I cum in your hand. You’re turning me on and I can’t help it. Danny will like that too.” I was trying to show her the benefits of stroking a guy’s cock so she wouldn’t stop. The waistband of my shorts had slipped down with all the heavy action going on. I could see the purple tip of my cock showing its wet head. There was pre cum leaking everywhere. Suddenly Robin opened her eyes and shrieked. “What’s that? Is that what I think it is? Why is it sticking out like that?” She continued to gape at my cock straining for release. “I’m so sorry. The movement of your hand on my cock made my shorts slip down. I’ll put it away. Unless you want to see it more?” My heart was pounding. Oh please, please say yes. Robin was staring at my cock head and she slowly reached out and touched it with the tip of her finger. “It’s kinda squishy but kinda hard. Maybe you could show me a little more? I’ve never seen any guys thingy in real life.” Shit, you didn’t have to ask me twice. I slowly slid my shorts down, showing her an inch at a time. Before long, my entire cock was standing up at full attention and my shorts were pushed all the way down to the base. I proudly held the bottom, to give my sister a good look at her first cock. It was standing up proudly, all 9 inches of it. I stroked it up and down and invited me sister to do the same. “Go ahead, touch it. Wrap your hand around it and just move your hand up and down while squeezing gently. Danny will love you for it,” I wasn’t lying but it was me who would love her for it. My sister grabbed my cock like a pro and giggled. “I can’t believe it. This is so cool. I love doing this, Robin said. Danny will be so surprised.” I reached over to the end table to get the baby oil I kept there. “Here, I said, as I squirted it on her hand. This will make it slippery and you can feel everything.” Robin kept stroking up and down. I had to wrap my hand around hers a couple of times to get the right pressure. My head was back and I knew I was about to cum. I wanted my sister to see me shoot cum all over her hand. My cock started to pulse and my balls drew up. I was cuming! On my sisters hand. She squeezed me tight and speed up her movements. My cum shot out, dripping all over her hand and arm. She squealed with delight and didn’t stop until I removed her hand from my sensitive member. “That was so cool. Can we do it again? I think I need more practice.” Robin couldn’t get enough. My little sister was turning into a slut. Her eyes were blazing and her breathing heavy. I knew I could have fucked her right then but I wanted to play innocent so she’d want more. I went upstairs to shower and after I threw a towel around my waist I found Robin waiting in my room. She pulled the towel off and my half hard cock was bouncing right in front of her face. “Can I do that again? Is there more that you can show me? I want to learn everything.” Everything? I thought. I looked at her lips and brushed the tip of my cock across her mouth. “Sure, I can teach you more. Are you sure you want to learn?” I asked as I reached behind her head and pulled her face forward into my crotch. “There’s lots I can teach you. Open your mouth.”

my name is Aaron I'm a mixed skin 6'0 tall I weigh 145 pounds with brown eyes and shaggy brown hair my dick is 7 long 2 1/2 around. I'm also the school outcast why cause no one ever gave me the chance to prove who I was from day one of kindergarten I never had a friend. now that was all about to change...kinda. I have spent years practicing and have finally gotten everything I need for my voodoo enslavement. I'm now in high school. it's close to midnight as I sneak out my back door as my parents sleep. to them I was a sweet kind boy and I used to be but I was sick of the loneliness. my home was near some thick woods that I used to play in but tonight I had a new purpose for it. I moved through the trees with my flashlight in hand. I moved deeper and deeper until I reached a small clearing that I had fixed up for my magic rituals. I walked over to a hollow fallen over tree trunk and pulled out a few boxes all full of the stuff I would need for the full moon. I opened them and pulled out the rag dolls I had knitted myself. the books and sights I read said the more of yourself you poor into the preparation the more powerful the magic. I had twelve dolls in total and would be making more soon as I did my test run. I took the boxes to the middle of the clearing and laid them in the grass. I opened the second box that held a dagger and rag inside it for the blood that would be needed to power the dolls. I looked up at the sky the moon was getting higher and its light seemed to grow brighter on me warming me and giving me power. I pulled a baggy that held the hair of a girl from my school. her name was Ashley everyone called her ash. she was a gothic girl that I had been crushing on for years. she was in the next grade and she had pale skin and wore contacts that made her eyes black. she had long black hair that went down to her mid back and her breast had to be at least double d. I put a small hole in the doll and placed the hair inside among the stuffing. I resealed it and grabbed the dagger. I pricked my index finger and started to chant. as I chanted the moon glowed brighter I kept chanting as I let my blood drip onto the doll the doll absorbed the blood leaving no stains. it was working. I kept chanting louder and faster. the books said the doll would start to look like the person who's part you put inside. as I chanted black hair grew from the dolls head and down to its mid back just like ash. I felt a dark smile grow on my face. the doll turned pale and two blue dots formed for the eyes. I stopped chanting and cleaned my finger and the dagger. I put everything away and returned home excited for school the next morning. I woke up to the sound of the alarm on my phone and quickly got dressed and grabbed my backpack I put the doll inside and left to get on the bus. I was happy to see that ash was on the bus sitting in the back alone. none of her friends rode the same bus and no one wanted to sit next to her. the seat across the aisle was empty so I took it. our eyes met for a moment then she smirked and looked out the window. I looked her sexy body up and down getting turned on by the evil I was going to commit. I turned to my pack and pulled out the doll. I quickly checked to make sure no one was looking I was in the clear. I rubbed my finger between the dolls legs. a sharp intake of breath came from behind me and I could not help but smile. I took a glance behind me and saw her holding the bus seat rather tight. I rubbed the doll with a bit more force and watched her breathing become faster her chest was heaving up and down. I was rock hard so I decided to test the power of the doll further. I whispered into the ear of the doll. "move to the seat next to you and sit with the boy." ash suddenly grabbed her black backpack and moved over to my seat. she looked from her original seat to mine. I could see the gears turning in her head. I held the doll by my side out of her seat and went back to rubbing it between the legs. ash was wearing skinny jeans and a tank top that showed a good bit of cleavage. she went tense and closed her legs. her eyes glanced at me hoping I did not notice. I rubbed faster and watch and she started to squirm trying to keep her pleasure hidden. I pushed my finger on the spot between the legs of the doll as tho I was trying to finger it. ash jumped as she felt an invisible finger move into her cunt. she seemed to not care if I saw or not anymore. she reached between her legs and tried to stop the pleasure. I put a second finger with the first and pushed on the spot on and off. ash started to pant. I was loving this my dick was rock hard. she bit her lower lip trying not to let any sound escape. I decided it was time to make her cum. I used one finger to rub the doll and another to push against it so it felt like someone was finger fucking her and rubbing her clit. a moan got out and she started to move her hand against her jeans. she had given up and wanted to cum. I continued to rub and push harder and faster. her hips started to move against the force that was pleasing her. her eyes rolled into her head and she humped the air. I saw her hard tits through her top. she suddenly started to shake and she closed her legs tight as a loud moan came from her mouth making half the bus turn and look at her. she slowly came down from her orgasm. at this time the bus was pulling up to the school. as soon as the door opened she bolted and ran inside. I was left with a raging hard-on that I had to take care of before my first class. I ran to the bathroom and rubbed one out fast as I could it was quick and easy cause I had fresh memories of her. I quickly got to my first class and sat down in the back of the room. I watched as everyone sat down I was waiting for my next victim to walk in. everyone took a seat and the teacher started class. it seemed Jessica was not going to show up today. I had given up on waiting when the classroom door opened and she rushed in. Jessica was a red head with short curly hair that came to her neck. with a few freckles she always picked on me for not being smart as her she actually skipped a grade cause of her IQ. the only empty seat was in front of me just as I planed. she sat down with reluctance and began listening to the teacher. Jessica had green eyes and from the looks of her she had been tanning in the summer sun. I could see the tan lines on her shoulders. she was a foot shorter then me and her breast were not as big as ash. I sat behind her looking at her beautiful red hair. all I needed was one hair. I thought to myself as I reached for a strand. I got one that was sticking out somewhat and yanked it. I held my breath as I yanked but it simply came off must have been one that fell out and was still in her hair. I quickly pulled out a ziplock baggy and put the hair inside tucking it into my pocket. I could not wait to have this stuck up nerd on her knees begging for mercy. class ended and I went to my second one I was getting turned on for the next class cause ash was going to be there. I rounded a corner and was grabbed and pulled into a janitor's closet. it was dark, but then a flame ignited. it was ash with a lighter. "what did you do to me you fuck." she whispered. "if you're talking about on the bus I swear I didn't do anything I was just as freaked out as you after it," i said with hast and a pinch of panic to make it convincing. I quickly shoved her off me walked out of the closet. I could hear a growl from her as she walked out. I got to class and sat down in the back like normal. ash sat right next to me and looked at me. "would you leave me alone." I pleaded to her. she rolled her eyes. "what am I doing you're a pathetic boy you can't do stuff like that." she said getting up and changing seats. as she walked I watched her ass swing back and forth. after that class it was lunch time. I sat alone at a corner table eating my lunch when I noticed someone walking in my direction. I looked up to see a short girl with dirty blond straight hair that went down to her collar bone she had a blue hair clip in it. her eyes were light blue and her breasts were only large a cups. her name was Britney she was the only person in this school that was picked on as much as me. tho she never came near me before out of fear. she sat down in front of me and smiled a knowing smile. "hey Britney," I said wondering if she actually knew. she whispered lower so only I could hear, "I know about the doll." I froze ready to take a hair and run so she could never say anything. "I won't tell anyone I promise," she said with a sweet smile. I didn't trust . "how do I know you won't tell," she smiled and pulled out a bag with a hair in it. "cause if I tell you can make a doll of me and kill me." I took the baggy and looked at the hair. without warning I reached out and plucked a strand from her head. "ow!" I pulled out my spare baggy and placed it inside. "sorry but this could have been anyone's hair." I said giving her a smirk." so can you make another I want." I put my finger over my mouth and leaned in to whisper to her. "don't talk about it here come to my house tomorrow and I will tell you about it." tomorrow was Saturday. "but first how did you find out." she giggled and leaned in. "I'm small enough to crawl under the bus seats without anyone noticing I crawled back when I heard her breathing weird and I saw you put the doll away we also have first class together and I saw you take a hair from Jessica," I nodded my head. this was not good I needed to make a doll of her tonight it won't be as strong, but it will be good enough to keep her mouth shut. Britney got up and walked away. I finished lunch and then continued my school day. at the end of the day i got on the bus and sat in the back seat but this time as i was sitting down britney sat next to me. "britney ill tell you tomorrow night i don't want to attract any attention." she rolled her eyes. "shut up then and act like since we are the only outcasts in the school we are going to be friends cause we are." she said with a innocent smile. she would not stop talking to me the whole way until finally I got to my stop and quickly got off the bus. "see you tomorrow." she whispered. i would see her tomorrow but not in the way she is gonna like. i quickly ran inside and to my room and pulled out the ash doll. since i did the blood magic ritual under the full moon i could control her without limit with the doll. my family would not be here for a while and ash did not live far from me . i whispered into the doll. "you will wear your shortest skirt and smallest tank top with not bra or panties and go to aaron's hows you will not talk to anyone or even question why your doing it but you will be fully aware of what your doing." i looked at the doll and the eyes glowed blue. and hour later there was a knock on my door. i quickly ran to the door and opened it. there stood ash in a skirt that came to her upper thigh you could almost see her ass and her tank top was so tight her tits were clear as day. "come on in have a seat on the couch my mom wont be home for three or four hours." i said moving to let her by. i shut the door and locked it as she moved to the couch. "so I'm sure that as you obeyed my commands you knew what was going on. "she looked at me with hate and anger. "you're using a voodoo doll?" she asked. i pulled the doll out from behind me. "correct." she lunged for the doll but i was faster and used the doll to put her arms behind her back making her fall to her knees with her head on the ground and ass in the air. I smiled at the sight. "you will stay in that position until I let you up." I said to the doll. "fuck that." she hissed, but she had no control over herself anymore. let me up right now!" she demanded. I put my finger over the dolls mouth and she fell silent. "good girl if you do as I say I won't have to punish you. I said kneeling down in front of her. without warning she spit hitting me in the face. "ok if that's how its gonna be fine but don't say I did not warn you. i walked behind her and placed my hand on her ass. it was so smooth and soft. i pulled my hand back and swung it down producing a loud smack and a yelp from ash. i loved the sounds she made. i smacked the other cheek and got a slightly different response. "this is your punishment. I'm gonna make that ass go cherry red my demon whore. i kept smacking each cheek over and over slowly she was breaking as her ass became red. the way her flesh moved and with each smack was getting me hard as hell. "please stop I'm sorry please!!" she begged. i smiled at her begging. "what are you sorry for doll?" i asked her moving back to look her in the eyes. "for spiting on you I'm sorry please stop" she said with tears running down her face. "you know if i wanted to i could just speak into the doll and make you do what ever i want you to but I'm not as cruel as you so I'm simply going to break you until you willingly serve me." she sobbed harder making her black eye liner run. I stood and unzipped my pants as I pulled my dick out she seemed to get the idea. "you want me to suck your cock fine just don't hit me anymore, please." she sobbed. "I'm going to release you of your position and you will get on your knees and suck me off and if I feel you bite I swear you will not enjoy this night," i told the doll to let her go from he state. ash got onto her knees and wiped the tears from her eyes. she moved over and grabbed my dick. she rubbed it up and down her soft pale hands felt nice and cool against my heated meat. "its so big?" she said questioning her instincts to mate. "yea it is and its gonna feel great in your mouth." i said trying to hurry her up. she licked the head swirling her tongue round it. its felt to good. she took suddenly slammed my dick all the way to the hilt. i was in her throat. "o fuck!!" i grunted as i nearly fell over. she moved her head back and forth from lips to down her throat she fucked my cock in her mouth. her tongue teased the underside of my cock while she would move her head in ways to make the top of her mouth pleasure my head. i was about to cum. i grabbed the back of her head and held my dick in her throat as my cum shot out she quickly swallowed it not spilling or choking at all. she pulled my dick out of her mouth and looked up at me . "can i go now i won't tell any one about this i promise." she pleaded. i looked down at her and felt a cruel smile form on my face. "you may not leave cause i from now on own every part of you." fear grew on her face as she saw i was not going to leave her alone." she jumped up and tried to run away, but I grabbed the legs of the doll and held them together her legs snapped shut and she yelled as she fell over. "please help someone help me!!" she screamed. I ran over and kicked her in the gut knocking the air out of her. "shut up bitch your mine now surrender and pledge your soul to me or you can wait till after I torture you. what will it be?" I asked holding the doll in front of he face. I could see her thinking off all the things I could do with this doll. she closed her eyes and tears ran down the side of her face. "I will always hate you I want you to know that." I laughed and lightly choked the neck of the doll. her hands reached up and clawed at her throat as she tried to stop the choking. "now tell me what you are?" I demanded. she barley managed to choke the words out. "i..in your...ach...huh..slave." I stopped choking and she breathed deep and coughed. "that right your my voodoo slave."

"Congratulations Adam! We'd like to offer you the position!" That was a week ago after a job interview concluded for an intern/student position at a hospital in Sydney specialising in drug rehab and sex therapy. I was a med student, focusing on the area of psychology. I was the model student in many ways. My grades were always first class, with a 4.0 GPA. I am sporty, athletic and fit. But at 19, I still never had a girlfriend and still never kissed a girl, much to my mate's amusement. The first few days on the job were routine admin stuff, just to get me started. While I would have felt more comfortable assisting drug addicted patients in the drug rehab program, I was told that I am going to assist in the sex rehab wing, helping people who had sex problems. The first week would be training exercises so I knew what I was doing and then I'd conduct tests and the like by myself. The group sessions I watched over were pretty routine, talk about your problems discussion. The doctor mentoring me simply tried to focus on the 'why', 'why do you have this problem?' And using these problems to come up with a solution. Patients at the hospital were almost all guys, maybe only 10% were actually females. The first few group discussions I led were quite routine. Most of them also looked like drug addicts so it was hard to not focus on that as well. Some of their stories made me quite sad. A guy who was sexually assaulted as a child built a lust for rape while a women, dental assistant told of her sex escapades in the dentists office. As I was preparing for my 3rd group discussion, 4 guys trickled in and sat down. We were still waiting for one more person but I decided to start as I was already overtime. As soon as I began, a female walked in, wearing a hoodie and tights as pants, guys fixed on her as she sat down. "Shit" I heard a guy mumble to himself." "And your name is?" I asked. "Sorry I'm late Adam, I'm Michelle." Another guy felt he had seen her before. "Aren't you the gal from channel 2? The newsreader!" I too recognised her. I had a personal folder on my computer dedicated to "Michelle Kelly." "Yes, that is me." Michelle could almost be described as a Kardashian. She was known for wearing revealing shirts and dresses on air, showing off most of her nice round soft tits and while she stood and read the weather report, her full round butt on full display. Facebook would go into meltdown when she would post pics of herself in a bikini. She was also a known party girl, with guys often trying to get with her but famously, she was always single. "So Michelle, why are you here?" "A judge made me. He thinks I have a sex problem." "What did you do? If you don't mind." "Blew a underage guy" The other guys were shocked. "What a lucky guy. Can you blow me?" One guy said. Her face,slightly covered in light freckles smiled. She brushed through her hair like what she just said was no big deal and also winked at me. Her seductiveness had an immediate impact on me, but I got through the discussion, and the next few without revealing my horniness. This wasn't helped by Michelle continuing to eye me off, wearing ridiculously tight dresses. In our 4th discussion, she wore an unbelievable tight bright orange dress, her full ass and shape of her breats on display. Guys stared at it as she walked in and I stared at it as she walked out, As I was following her from behind out of the room. When her got to the door, the guys had left but instead of leaving, she shut the door and turned to me. "Sorry, i just want to say something." She extended her hand for a handshake. It was as if she was saying thanks for the session. But when I went to shake it, she pulled me , jerking my body towards her, planting my hands on her smooth butt along her dress. "Spank me Adam" I hesitated. "What?" She planted a huge kiss on me, use her tongue to full effect. "Fucking slap me!" I spanked her but she urged me to go harder. And I did. Every spank on her left buttcheek emitting a small moan from Michelle. After around 10 spanks her turned to face the door, pointed her ass towards me and lofted her dress so reveal her red butt. "Fuck me. Put. Your. Cock. Inside." I didn't need a second invitation from this beauty and I slid my cock into her pink vagina, already raging wet. "Cmon Adam, fuck me harder. I've been desperate for cock." I pounded her as hard as u could and also began to unzip her dress before taking it off. She had perfect tanned skin and I caressed her body before cupping her soft natural tits. "Oh my god." I muttered as I continued to squeeze her breasts. "Want to taste my puppies?" Gladly accepting, she turned back around and leant against the door and lifted one of her legs so I had a free passage into her sloppy cunt. My cock entered her again. While I thrusted she moaned, face full of ecstasy. I ate her perky tits and watched them bounce effortlessly as I felt my cum arriving. "Faster Adam" The wooden door rocked as I smashed her against it. I couldn't worry about if people out of the room could hear us. I was focused on my wet cock penetrating this beautiful specimen. "I'm almost cumming." "Me too, fucking pound me." The speed of my thrusting and the force of my dick entering in and out of her was a sight to behold. As the point of no return arrived, i fucked her even faster. "YES ADAM! OHHHHH. FUUUUCK OHHH MY GOD." As she came, she vibrated violently before she embraced my lips and began to French kiss me, saliva aplenty. Her sweet taste was enough and I unloaded a huge load into get tight pussy, every bout of cum welcomed by a massive thrust into her vagina. As she panted and I rested, I continued to lick and suck her nipples before she brought me back up to her face. "Thanks, I want more soon." She winked and kissed again, and then went to retrieve her dress, my now soft cock just slipping out of her cunt. --- Part 2 coming soon

The voice of Izzy still rang in my head of her saying that Gene and Tiffany were at the house. My mind got distracted at looking at Riley’s ass bobbing up and down and shifting side to side while she was pedaling that I lost all control of the bike nearly crashing into a lamppost on the right side of me. “Come on Max, I don’t have all day.” She said with a snigger on her face as she pulled over for a drink of water. “You were staring at my ass again weren’t you?” she said with a surprisingly calm tone. I just nodded slowly. “So this Gene… do you like her?” “She is just a friend” I replied, reaching for my bottle of water, “I have no reason to be attracted to her.” I lied but I couldn’t tell Riley that for I know how she would react. “We better be going Riley don’t want to be late. Being late was the least of my worries at this point. We arrived home sooner than I expected (or hoped for that matter.) I walked through the door and into the kitchen where I was greeted with a hug and cheeky kiss from Gene much too much dislike of my sisters and the stares I got especially from Izzy, but I decided to ignore her and not pay any attention to Riley but I noticed and empty seat next to Tiffany who had been wearing a very lovely red V-neck and long-ish black skirt. “Mum where is Ashley?” I asked with hesitation to what the reaction would be from Riley and Izzy would be, but there was none. “She is in her room, be a dear and go get her.” That message triggered something in Izzy as she stood up and dragged me by my hand out the kitchen. “Just need to tell Max something mother.” She said politely with a huge smile. Her facial expression darkened as she turned to face me. “Max you even get a blow-job off Ashley and I’ll tell everyone one about you and that woman in there, got it?” I could see the old Izzy rising to the surface, I knew she would hold that story against me. As she let go off my arm I headed upstairs and along to Ashley’s bedroom, I reached for the handle when I heard some sobbing coming from through the door. “Ashley dinner is ready,” I said in a clear voice. I turned round and heard the door handle moving and the door swung open. I felt a hand grab the collar of my shirt which then proceeded to pull me into her room, Ashley tripped me over with her foot causing me to fall back with my eyes staring at her ceiling this view was then covered up by her breasts which seemed to cover my entire view in the black sports bra she was wearing. “Ashley get off of me…NOW!” my voice was muffled but she heard me and got off of me. “What do you think you’re doing?” I replied with rage in my voice. I felt that way the night she used me. I wanted to hit her but I would not stoop so low, I raised my arm as if to slap her but I controlled my anger and headed for the door. “Dinner is ready.” I whispered as the door shut behind me. I made my way downstairs and staggered into the kitchen, I looked from Izzy to Riley then Gene to her mother Tiffany. I took my seat next to Izzy and across the table from Gene their eyes in deadlock with each-other. My mother sat the dinner plate in front of me, my ears picked up the sound of footsteps waling downstairs, and it was Ashley. She sat directly opposite me my stomach started to churn. I pushed my plate away in disgust. “I’m not hungry.” I stated, as I stood up and made my way to my bedroom, I felt a soft object touch my hand and turned around to notice it was Ashley, “Don’t leave because of me.” She said with a tear in her eye. I took my hand away from hers, “I’m going to bed.” That night was the worst sleep ever, the nightmares I kept having about Izzy telling everyone about me and Tiffany or the fight that always ensued between Riley and Ashley over me, not to mention the impact I left as I stormed away from the kitchen but what really annoyed me was that Ashley thought I would have sex with her after all she put me through but the images of her body got me a little flustered, I mean she was a sexy woman but I just couldn’t, could I? The next day wasn’t so bad I was awakened with a breakfast in bed with a note that read, “Sorry for last night, Love Ash.” My mind was wondering, how did she get in?..... Without me knowing. I left the breakfast on my bed and headed downstairs and noticed that Gene was sleeping on the couch and Mum was washing the dishes. I walked into the kitchen and hugged my mother saying I was sorry for last night, and why was Gene sleeping on our couch. “Her mom was called to hospital for her Dad’s had a heart attack and she didn’t want Gene to worry so she asked If she could sleep here for a few days.” She replied. I walked out of the kitchen to see Gene but was confronted by Izzy who decided to push me back, (the first time she had physically confronted me in a while) “What happened with you last night and most importantly why is that WHORE in our living room.” Not even trying to keep her voice down. I just barged past her not intimidated by her comment, I sat next to Gene who was still sleeping at this point. I brushed her hair past her ears she was cold as a statue, I decided to go and fetch her a pillow and blanket from my room, and upon entering my room there she was Riley lying on my bed with my blankets wrapped around her waist with her breasts exposed “I don’t have time for this Riley,” I said in hesitation “I wasn’t asking” she replied seductively. She removed the blankets to show little white panties that were soaked already. She wandered over to me and stuck her hand down my boxers and grabbed my dick which was already hard. “Max I need it,” she squeezed it harder, as I grabbed her by the shoulders and brought her up to my level. I was lost in her eyes they were so beautiful but I had to break the trance or I would be overcome by my sexual feelings. “I want you too,” I replied, “I want to but I just can’t.” Riley looked at me puzzled but decided to wrap herself up and leave but I was left with a MASSIVE hard-on which I really had to get rid of. I quickly grabbed the blankets and pillow and rushed downstairs and into the living-room, I handed them to her one at a time, trying to conceal my hard-on. I anxiously ran back upstairs. Meanwhile, Izzy walked down and into the living room glaring at Gene the whole time until she sat down, “This little whore better be out of here soon.” She whispered as she turned on the T.v. Ashley then entered the living-room with a piece of burnt toast which looked absolute awful but then again Ashley was never no gourmet chef, “What’s wrong Ashley, Max not willing to sleep with your cheating ass.” She said with a cheeky grin. “I…i..i.” she ran out the room before she could finish her sentence. The way Izzy face fell when her mum entered the room could have broken a mirror. “Why do you treat your sister like that Isabella!” she shouted with sternness and a cold heart, “Isn’t it bad enough you treat Max like that, now Ashley.” While this was going on Gene awakened from her slumber, only to see the mother and daughter argument. “I leave you alone if you want?” she asked, “I need to take this blanket and pillow up to Max.” With a pleasant smile on her face and an evil glare on Izzy’s she headed to Max’s room. She reached for the door handle and opened the door a crack the room was bare and Max was nowhere in-sight , Gene dropped the pillow and blanket on Max’s bed and left the room. Max was instead in the shower playing with himself too much that he shot is load on the shower curtain which made his legs buckle as he sank to the floor and a small grin came over his face. Before getting out Max had washed the shower curtain clean off his cum and walked out. He changed into a fresh pair of boxers and an old T-shirt that belonged to his dad, Max had never wore this shirt for a while he always felt it was his last connection to his father, his door swung open and no surprise it was Izzy in black skin-tight jeans and a black fishnet shirt which revealed her bra which held her perfect tits in place. “You want me to sleep with you tonight Max?” she asked. “I heard you last night you sounded very frightened,” she stated which at this moment in time I could use a nice sleep on her tits. I awoke the next day muzzled in between Izzy’s breasts they were so comfortable like marshmallows or like silk coated clouds which was just heavenly. Izzy awoke when I took my head out of her breasts, “Now Max I want something in return and I want it now.” She said licking her lips as she removed my shirt and dug her hands down into my boxers and squeezed. “Izzy please don’t be as rough as last time and no fingers in my ass either.” She looked puzzled, “Did you not enjoy that?” she asked, my reply was a stare into her eyes and simply shaking my head. Izzy started to to fondle around with my cock until she almost ripped my boxers trying to get it out, I reached up and stole a few kisses from her while my left hand got to work on her left breast, I slapped her breasts multiple time before moving my hands down to her pussy and removed her panties while she was lying on me. I started to tease her by sucking and occasionally biting on her nipples which shot her into overdrive I felt her pussy tighten around my fingers a few times and thought she was going to cum, “Did I say you could cum!”… I slapped her across the face and quickly squeezed her left nipple and slapped her a few more time. “Max I need to cum please,”…… “Not yet.” I replied with another slap to her face, I started moving my fingers much more rapidly in and out her throbbing pussy before she let out a huge scream. I felt the cum trickle down my fingers and brought them up to my nose and smelt it before I licked it off my fingers. “You like the taste of my cum Max?” “I love it!” I went in for a kiss but she held me back, “Now I’m going to taste you in here,” as she pointed to her mouth and here as she turned round and put her tight ass hole in my face and pointed to it’s opening. “Massage my ass with your tongue Max as she pressed her ass right up to my face. I licked around her ass hole several times as she continued to suck my cock and occasionally I would force her to gag on it. She then got off me and sat at the edge of the bed ready to be anally fucked. She forced my cock into her ass and started to let out little groans and moans, I could hear her taking longer breaths and was enjoying what she was being given after all she did love a good bit of anal. I grabbed her by the ass and started moving her up and down my shaft until I told the bitch to go into the doggy-style position. I lined up my cock and started teasing her by only putting my head in a few times. “Hurry up Max I want your cum now!” That’s all I need I grabbed her by the hips and pounded my whole cock into her at once. I felt her whole body tingle and buckle as I kept pounding her ass getting faster and faster each time. She was taking heavy pants and her pussy was dripping on to my bed sheets. I stopped a few times to slap her ass and when she tried to turn round I would stop fucking her almost teasing her as you wish. “Max I need to cum now.” “You haven't earned it yet,” I smiled as she playfully scowled “Fuck me like I’m meat Max!” she yelled I grabbed hold of her boobs that were dangling down from her body and squeezed them as hard as I could she let out a very loud scream which I had to mute by kissing her inserting my tongue straight into her which danced all around her mouth and danced with her tongue. I felt my balls tingling as I was about to cum, I quickly pulled out and demanded the Izzy come and clean my cock for my as she was already finished with her orgasm. I grabbed her by the hair and plummeting my cock deep inside her throat and released ropes and ropes of cum inside her mouth which even Izzy had a problem swallowing. As she gathered her clothes to leave the room I gave her ass a hard squeeze which then was greeted with a cheeky smile and a wink. Throughout the day I sat in the living room talking to Gene about the terrible films we had got and that how bad they were. Until it came to this comedy which was quite funny in my opinion and Gene thought it was a blast to. Later on, we called in for food because neither me nor mum felt like cooking that night, I was still buzzing about the sex I had with Izzy earlier. It felt amazing just her gagging on my cock gave me sense of power and control which I never really got when I was with Riley or Ashley. Izzy was probably my favorite out of the three just because I had so much power over her and she let me do anything to her which was magical but then again Ashley does have the better ass…..Wait hold on why am I thinking of Ashley she used me and worse lied to me as well. I would forgive her but It’s hard to after being used like that. (she did take my virginity after all) But something about Ashley always brought her back into my head, was it her beautiful skin, her amazing ass or just the simple fact that she was my first. The pizza arrived 20 minutes later and we all shared a big slice but even though she had stayed with us Gene seemed uneasy I don’t know what it was but she didn’t look ‘normal’. I decided to go to bed a little later that night even though I had school in the morning which to be honest felt like its own nightmare that was until I heard a knock on my door and it was Gene that opened it. “Can I sleep with you tonight?” she asked nervously “Sure” I replied, This was all I needed Gene sleeping next to me in my bed. What happens if I get a hard-on and she feels it? With this I decided to roll over as she climbed into my bed. “Max?” “Yeah,” With my eyes still closed. “Can I take my clothes off and sleep in my bra?” “Yeah sure,” My eyes opened to what I just agreed to. That night had went a bit smoother after that, even though she slept in a bra and her panties nothing sexually came off it. Which I was quite glad at but my cock thought different. I actually got a great sleep for once in a long time probably just from the comfort of Gene being near me. My alarm clock woke me also with the sound of Riley and Izzy shouting for me to get up. After I got ready all I had to do was get my bag ready for school but there was one thing missing my sketch book was not there perhaps Gene had took it and of course I was right she was sitting in the kitchen flicking through it noticing the times I had drawn Izzy almost nude. “I need to go to school can I have that.” motioning for the sketchbook After that Izzy dropped me off at school and as usual, I made out with her in the car as usual. The time did go quick in school, I knew by the way everyone was looking at me I reeked of sex and I knew it to. The day went quick at school and soon it was time for me to sketch Gene again but when I arrived at Mr. Edwards class she wasn’t there, ‘had my sisters done something to her’ I pondered before receiving at tap on the back from Mr.Edwards “Max, where have you been in the last few days.” He asked “It has been the weekend.” I replied “Oh yeah, Max your free to go today.” I arrived home earlier as I rushed to see what happened to Gene and that’s when I saw a sight that I should never of seen Riley and Gene making out on the couch. “What’s happening here then?” I said curiously. They both stopped snogging each other and turned around in astonishment, Riley’s face hit the floor and seen I was too angry for to try and reason with me “Max, I’m so sorry,” Gene panted after the heavy snogging. “Forget it.” I said with anger as I marched upstairs Gene trying to grab my arm to bring me back down but I pulled away from her and headed for my room. I dropped all my stuff and headed in for a shower to wash the smell of sex of me. I hanged my head with one hand against the wall and looked down at the ground. My mind wondering still with that image of Gene getting snogged by Riley kind of turned me on with all this thinking I failed to realize that someone had opened and closed it without me knowing. I turned round to see someone pulling back the curtain and I recognized those hips from anywhere and it was Ashley who wondered into the shower and gave me a small kiss on my cheek….

The roster wakes me up and I'm quick to roll. Repositioning under the thin sheets, I toss them to the side, jump to my feet and drudge across my carpet flooring in nothing but a pair of white and a nightgown. I pull my blonde bangs from across my eyes and tie my hair in a ponytail, walk through the trail of thrown out clothes and trinkets on my bedroom floor where I head for my door and shut it. My door adorned with glitter, pink stars and more stickers spelling out my name “Carrie” in a cute way. Walking through the hallway of our house, I make it to the back door then walk into the laundry, get in my rubber boots and tromp out the door into the warm morning air. It’s still dark outside, but the moonlight lights my way and I don’t bother turning on the back porch light. I head for the back pastures and am greeted by all the farm animals, eagerly waiting to be fed. We live out in the sticks, in the middle of no where, so far out John and me have to wake up thirty minutes early just so we can walk a mile to get to school. Even that is a dirt road. We have no neighbors, and because of that I can walk around in just about nothing without the worry of anyone seeing, besides my family members. It's Saturday today, meaning no school. First we have the pigs, nasty fat stinking porkers I don’t even go near. They are John’s, my little brother’s pigs that he takes to shows and 4-H events, he, younger than me by two years, me being seventeen. Then there’s the four cows and two horses which belong to my Mom and Dad. The chickens belong to everyone, we keep them for the eggs. And then there are the ten Bush goats. Mom keeps them to sell the babies and to butcher the younger ones, when the meat is tender. My job is to feed the cows, horses and goats. Johns job to feed his pigs and the chickens, he’s a bit of a lazy slob, so Mom and Dad didn’t give him much to do in the morning, I meanwhile want to hurry up and get my chores through with so I can get back to bed. No need to water the critters since they all have automated water units. First thing are the cows, they’ll started screaming bloody murder if their not fed right away, by the time I’m through filling up their feed buckets and dumping the hay the horses start pawing at the ground and digging into the fence. They’re shoed, so I have to hurry before they get their shoes stuck in the wire of the fencing. Filling up their own buckets and dumping some hay, I then head to the very back behind the barn, that’s where their feeding trough is located, where I also dump the hay and make sure Billy, our full groan Ram hadn’t knocked the watering unit off it’s hinges again with his horns. He does it by accident, his horns are so long that they’ll get caught on it, and when he feels the vibration will panic and bolt ripping it right off. One time he was out in the middle of the pasture grazing with it hanging from his horns. Billy is the breeder, a large, one-and-fifty pound goat that only thinks about eating, sleep and sex. He can be mean to, luckily though he likes me, so isn’t as mean. Out by the troughs, my legs surrounded by goats, I finish up and turn to head back around the barn and out the gate. That’s when I feel something big and heavy slam into my back knocking me down and onto my hands and knees. I’m quick to realize it’s Billy and know he’s mounting me for his own little fuck. I panic and squirm than scream his name and for him to get off. He’s smart enough to understand his own name, but that’s as far as his intelligence can go sometimes, other times he’ll just ignore everything. I go to crawl forward but can’t, he has me completely pinned down, just like he does with the goats, so I try to push him off - no luck. I don’t even budge, I’m only one-hundred pounds. A few seconds later I feel something slide past my panties, feel something wet touch my clit then completely penetrate my pussy. I’m wide eyed with shock and gasp in fear at what was going on, I was being raped by our goat. A part of me wants to scream for help, someone might be able to hear me, but pride takes over, there’s no way I want my family members to see me like this, being raped by a goat, especially Bubba. I can somehow imagine him telling everyone at school. I try fighting against him but can’t. He instantly starts pounding into my pussy, ramming in and out very quickly, each hard shove sends a hot stabbing pain through my insides, but the pain subsides and cools some when his thin shaft of a penis pulls out, the rubbing sensation against my pussy helping take the pain away but is replaced by the same hot pain when he rams into me again. He’s quick with his job and a couple more thrusts later I can feel his penis throbbing inside my uterus, I can feel the tip of his penis hardened fully when he pulls out to shove back in, I feel his body spasm against me and feel his fat belly press hard against my back before he rams in for the final time and shoots his own hot load of cum deep inside me. Billy pulls out and I turn around to look at him, he’s already turned and heading back for the trough to eat. At first I’m petrified, thinking it really didn’t happen, that it couldn’t happen. Then the horror settles in, the horror that I was raped by our goat. Of all the stories of woman being raped by men, and I get raped by the goat. How embarrassing is that? Still on all fours, still too shocked to move, I bring my fingers to my pussy to see what kind of damage he had done and am surprised to find myself unscathed, in fact, I was wet, my pussy was even puffy. I blush, the goat had done a better than job than my boyfriend ever done. Fingering myself some more, I find myself wanting more of that penis, I find myself wanting to cum on it and for it to cum in me again. Calling Billy over, I find he’s busy stuffing his face and start to think, wondering how I could get him to come over. Having an idea, I’m quick to remove my panties, and still on my hands and knees, I start to urinate just a little, I seen this before. As expected, Billy lifts his head and looks to me, when seeing what’s going on, he’s quick to trot over to investigate and takes no time at all to taste my urine. He’s a stupid animal, the damn goat will taste his own pee and will lift his lip up at it because it taste horrible, but then will go right over to the other goats and taste there’s. Having some of my juices still on my fingers, I reach around and rub my fingers across his lips and it’s no time at all before he mounts me again. As before, he’s quick with his movements, so I move against him to get my own satisfaction. It took some of my own strokes to match his rhythm and I soon was moving myself forward as he was pulling back, letting that long smooth penis rub all up and down the insides of my wet pussy, by the time he was shoving forward I was driving myself into him. Every time that happened an explosion would happen inside me, my heart would race and soon found myself moving wildly with him, I got to moving as fast as he was. I hear his own bleating then could feel his own penis began to harden and stiffen which sent me into overdrive and pounded on that fine penis even more. I wanted to cum when he did. I think it was because of me being so loose that he was able to drive in even farther this time, I felt his final spasm then felt myself explode. I scream as my own orgasm came about and pushed into him as he locked himself inside me and shot off another hot load. I’m so tight I could feel his penis spasm inside me, I can feel every bit of his cum shooting inside me. He pulled out then trotted off for the trough again. By this time I’m wanting something more now, something I love - cock. Staggering to my feet, I turn and head for the trough, once reaching him I get on my knees beside him and reach up under his belly. I’m not completely sure what he’ll do, so make sure to keep an eye on his horns. What I’m about to do he’s never experienced before and I don’t know how he’ll feel about it. I know he can go another round, sure he’s quick with his job, but I’ve watched him hop from one goat to the next on numerous occasions. My Mom didn’t even need to explain the birds and the bees to me, I learned the “Process of Life” by watching Billy fuck. We’ve had him for years. He turns and looks to me, his ears twitch and I could swear, his eyes looking at me saying. “What in the hell are you doing?” His penis was already starting to slide back in, but after I carefully pinch the tip between my index finger and thumb and start jacking him off, after a few strokes later he was completely out. When seeing he wouldn’t make a fuss about it, I reposition myself under his belly and first lick his erect penis. It sure does taste different, not like my boyfriend’s, but wanting to continue, I place my whole mouth over his head and start sucking. At first I take just the head, just to get a feel for its slick surface and strange taste. Soon I’m taking on the full thing, touching my own self and deep throating this perfect cock. My boyfriend can’t even get me to deep throat him. Using my tongue to play with the head, I turn up my sucking and keep my head moving faster and faster. I feel Billy bowing on top of me and he starts his own rhythm, shoving himself in and out of my mouth, I feel his spasm then feel his penis hardened, a few moments later he shoves himself all the way down my throat and unloads everything right inside my mouth. I didn’t know he would shoot that much cum all at once and choke and gag on it, some even coming out my nose, but the taste of him is salty, almost sweet. It tasted great as a matter of fact. Satisfied with eating his cum, happy as ever I got the best damn orgasm of my life, I jump to my feet and start heading for the gate once again but am surprise when I feel Billy press against my back and push me back to the ground. Surprised when realizing he was still erect and screamed in pain when his penis penetrates the wrong hole by accident. He was fucking my ass. There was defiantly pain, way more than my pussy felt at first. Instead of the pain centered during the full penetration, this was going on all along his penis, wherever his erect shaft moved pain followed, even when he pulled out for a split second. But his thrusting, the rubbing of that cock against my tight ass had me fingering my own pussy and I soon found myself moving against him trying to get my own pleasure out of him before he gave his own orgasm. This time though, when I felt his penis hardened it seemed to almost lock in my ass, like he was too big for me that sent a tearing pain through my butt. But that pain was enough for me to scream in total ecstasy and fall forward in an orgasm, my own juices flowing from my fingers and dripping to the dirt. I hear Billy bleat then feel him push into me and give his own orgasm, shooting that delightful hot sperm all inside my asshole. I was surprised yet again when he didn’t immediately dismount, he just stayed there for a few moments and I could feel his throbbing cock, I felt all that sperm still pumping out. That’s when I decided on moving against that cock while it was still unloading, it felt so damn good against my ass and apparently it felt good for him when another spasm came and he bleated, feeling a little bit more sperm coming out and feeling him press even further into my ass. I close my eyes and groan of the pain, but some of it is pleasure and it makes me want more, it makes me want to worship his cock, to do whatever it took to get more of it. He feels just so damn fucking good. He dismounted and I expected him to trot off again, but he didn’t. Instead, he started in licking my pussy. His cold nose made me jump and I giggle cause it tickled, but he was soon actually licking me, first it was just around the clit, but then he actually started driving his tongue in. Before I knew it, I was rubbing my clit with two fingers and pumping myself back and forth. He didn’t stop with his licking either, so I kept on going, kept on pumping into his wiggling tongue and slamming my fingers across my entire clit before driving into my pussy and pulling them out then repeating the process. It wasn’t even five minutes when I push onto his tongue in a shrill and cum all over that tongue that’s still inside me. When I’m through, the upper half of my body completely collapses to the ground, exhausted and my pussy throbbing in pain, the only thing I want to do now is sleep. Billy mounts me again and I groan tiredly as he starts fucking me in the pussy. His movements seem more wild now, he’s more quick with driving his penis into me than before, so quick he’s shaking me right where I’m at making my tits rub against the dirt. I wince and hiss as his constant driving, now it’s starting to hurt, there’s no pleasure in it but give him the pleasure of finishing. He gives a couple more thrusts before bleating, his hard shaft pumping and I hiss then squirm at his final orgasm then groan when he shoves himself into me. Now he stays in even longer and could feel more cum pumping out of him into me. I see his legs from between mine, I’m looking underneath and that’s when I see cum, he unloaded so much into me it all started leaking out my pussy. He pulls out and I see that erect penis and bulging head with more cum dripping out. He actually lowers his head between my legs and looks right at me then turns and begins lapping at the small puddle of cum beneath me, most of it being his. Waiting for what he’ll do next, I’m relieved when he trots off to one the goats and smirk when I watch him mount one and begins fucking her wildly. The goat doesn’t even like his burst of stamina and starts bleating in protest. Tired, I stagger to my feet, grab my panties and head for the trailer, take a shower and put on some clean night clothes before going back to bed. My pussy still throbbing and the pleasant memories still fresh in my head, they’ll give me something to dream about. At least now I’ll have something to do when no one is around now. And so ends the story of the Amish girl who was raped by a goat. Not the best writen story, but I try. sorry for spelling, only good comments.

This is a work of fan fiction. All characters and locations are the property of their rightful owners. I own the story line. The Significance of Chocolate Body Paint -or- How Many Licks Does it Take to Get to the Tootsie Roll Center of a Tootsie Pop? Ron sat watching Hermione as she worked. As she did so often in the evenings, she sat at the massive dining room table; her books, papers, and briefcase strung across the massive piece of carved walnut. He watched her with appreciation, with concern, and with naked lust. He had missed her while she was gone. She’d just returned late that morning from an extended trip to the States, and she had complained about how far behind she was going to be at work. He had smiled at her projection in the fire, and told her spend the day getting caught up, he’d see her when he got home. He considered his plans for her and decided he needed to be a little less obvious, but no less decisive. A smile spread across his face as the idea began to formulate. He already had what he needed; a trip to ‘Miss Madelaine’s Magical Toy Box’ had supplied him with an intriguing little gift earlier that day. His plan solidified, he let his eyes wander over her luscious form. The flame orange Chudley Cannons jersey she had stolen from his cupboard was riding up her leg. When she had come down the stairs wearing it, it had hung nearly to her knees. Now he was looking at the fading hickey high up on her right thigh that he’d given her the night before she left. She ran her fingers through her voluminous hair in frustration and muttered something he didn't quite understand. Ron glanced down at his watch, 10:05; it was time for her to put it away, well past in his opinion. "Honey, I think it's time to call it a night." He pushed himself up off the couch. Crookshanks stood up and stretched as well, his back arching high and his bottlebrush tail quivering. "Don't even think about heading for the bedroom." Ron threatened the oversized ball of fur in a low voice. With an angry look the cat lay back down, his tail twitching in annoyance. Her hair was soft, like wild uncut saw grass. Ron loved to run his fingers through it. "Five more minutes?" she asked distractedly. Ron pulled her hair back on the left side, the heady scent of lilacs filled his nostrils as he breathed her in. He leaned forward and applied his lips to the base of her neck, just below the ear. A slight gasp escaped her lips. "Not," he rumbled into her neck, "if you want me work out your stress." He gripped her shoulder muscles and squeezed them, then pushed his thumbs up from below her shoulder blades in a deliberate and forceful arc. "Ohhhhhh," she inhaled. "Khhaaaaay," she exhaled. He pulled out her chair and nudged her out of it. "Go on up and stretch out. I'll be up in just a moment, I need to lock up." He smacked her bum playfully and sent her on her way. She headed up the stairs and he watched her appreciatively, a little disappointed that his shirt was quite so long on her. As she disappeared into the bedroom he reached into his cloak that hung on the wall and removed a small brown box. He opened it and dumped out a round jar labeled ‘Honeydick's Chocolate Body Paint.’ "Smartest witch in a generation you may be, Misses Hermione Weasley; but I rather doubt you will see this one coming until it is far too late." A lecherous grin spread across his face as he removed a strawberry flavored sugar quill from his cloak. At the top of the stairs, Ron peeked in and saw that she was indeed stretched out on the bed. She was face down with her head in her arms, which were crossed on the pillow. Her hair was pulled forward to give him easy access to her shoulders and neck. Ron trailed his eyes languorously over the curve of her now naked back and up the swell of her perfectly rounded bum. Mmhmm, he thought as he took in the sight of her royal-purple silk knickers. Her legs were toned and nicely tanned, and her toes pointed to the foot of the bed. "Would you stop ogling me and turn off the lights already." Her tone was both amused and impatient. "I've been dying for this back rub all week." Ron chuckled to himself as he turned off the light and made his way to the bed in the inky darkness; his clothes marked the trail he walked. He could smell the remnants of her perfume in the air. "Flamme," he said quietly; waving his wand over the three point candelabra mounted on the wall. The three softly burning candles gave a pleasant, orange glow to the room. Their subtle vanilla scent mingled pleasantly with the scents in the air. He dropped his wand on the nightstand and tossed the jar into the middle of the king-size bed. "Mmmm, lotion," Hermione said into her pillow. "Uh huh," Ron replied without comment. He smiled to himself, pleased that she was walking so blindly into his trap. Ron set his knee on the bed and swung his other leg over her so that he was straddling her hips. Her hips rolled underneath him, pushing the soft flesh of her bum and the silk of her knickers against him. "Ron," she questioned him, "why aren't you wearing any clothes?" Ron placed his hands on either side of her and leaned down to whisper across her neck. "Because I am in the bedroom of the most beautiful woman in the world, and nobody told me I had to." He felt her shiver and saw the goose flesh pucker on her neck. He dropped a lingering, suckling kiss on her neck that elicited a low moan of pleasure from her. Her body dropped into a totally relaxed state that seemed to melt into the bed. He sat back up and picked up the jar. When it opened he could faintly smell milk chocolate. He dipped one finger in, it was cold; not overly so, but enough. He scooped out a generous daub and held it above the middle of her back. The anticipation filled him with a giddy sensation. He was sure if she knew what he was about to do, that she would doing everything she could to get away. A triumphant grin split his face as he lowered his finger to the sensitized skin between her shoulder blades. "GAH!" She arced her back up as much as she could under him. "Ronald Billius Weasley! Would it be too much to ask that just once you warm up the lotion before you do that?" Ron was quite sure he would never warm up the lotion, he enjoyed her reaction too much to ever give it up that easily. Placing his hand against her back, he gently pushed her back down. Using his fingers, he spread the chocolate down her spine. "What kind of lotion is that?" He ignored her question and spread it out in a heart shape between her shoulder blades. "Would you quit playing and get on with it already." Ron picked up the sugar quill and wrote one word in the chocolate, "No." He could almost hear the wheels turning her mind as she concentrated on the sensation while he re-traced the word. "What do you mean, no?" He leaned down close to her ear again. "Shhhh." He whispered and blew gently in her ear before nipping it lightly with his teeth. Sitting upright again he spoke quietly. "Read what I write." She tensed ever so slightly as he drew the quill through the chocolate heart, ‘Kiss Me.’ "If you insist," Ron said trying to sound innocent. He leaned forward, this time he felt the chocolate squish between his right breast and her back. She drew breath to say something but his mouth closed over the sensitive spot at the base of her neck under her left ear and her moan erased all other words. She squirmed underneath him now. In response he ground his hips against her, eliciting another moan of pleasure from her. He sat up slowly trailing soft, wet kisses down her back and through the chocolate. With quill in hand he wrote again in the chocolate. ‘Kiss me deeply.’ She didn't so much say at is she breathed it. Blood began to migrate from Ron's extremities and he began to lengthen and stiffen, pressing against the silky material of her knickers. He leaned forward, drawing his tongue through the heart-shaped chocolate smear. "Ugh, lotion taste," Hermione said turning her head to him. He moved his head forward to grab her lips with his own. Her lips parted and his tongue snaked into her mouth. "Mmmmmm," she said into his mouth. Ron knew chocolate was one of her guilty pleasures, something she ate only rarely but that she enjoyed immensely. There were times it was a near sexual experience just watching her eat it. As the kiss deepened, he reveled in the warmth of her mouth, the soft feeling of her lips under his own. Her mouth closed around his tongue slightly and she began to suck on his tongue. Softly at first, more insistently when he could no longer taste the chocolate. He broke the kiss but lingered as she kissed the last of the chocolate from his lips. "Mmmmm," she smiled at him, a dreamy look in her eyes. "Is there more of that?" Ron rolled off of her, pulling her mouth to his right nipple. With her eyes closed she kissed him lightly. Her eyes opened and she sat up on her elbow. "Oooo." She lifted her leg up and straddled him; feeling him poke her, she ground against him. "Oh yeah," Ron growled. His large hands spread across her thighs and then drifted up over her hips. He eyed her breasts hungrily. She grabbed his wrists and pinned them to the bed. She leaned forward and opened her mouth, licking her lips sensuously. "Mmmm, chocolate Ron." She snapped her mouth down to his breast and sucked hard, her tongue flicking over his nipple, eliciting a deep animalistic growl from her snack. She began to giggle as she licked the last of the chocolate from his skin on his right side. She nipped him several times as she moved to the other side. Unable to contain himself Ron reached down and grabbed the waistband of Hermione's knickers over each hip. With a yank fueled sexual desire and a primal growl, the fabric gave way. She made a satisfied little noise into his chest as he pulled the ruined fabric from between them and dropped it on the floor. "Is there anymore of that," she asked in a husky voice. Ron held the jar just beyond her reach. "Right here," he moved it up above his head, making her stretch for it. She moved for it, dropping her own full breasts over Ron's face. He opened his mouth and drew in a stiffened nipple, nibbling it slightly. She snatched the jar from his grasp and rolled off of him. Turning on the bed, she reached out and grabbed his now fully erect penis with one hand while she dipped her other into the jar. She dropped a generous dollop onto the head. Holding her hand flat she began to rub the head with her palm in wobbling circles, causing the chocolate to warm and soften. As it began to droop she scooped it up in the palms of her hands. Hermione wrapped her long, slender hands around his shaft. She made long downward strokes that went from the tip to the base until his length and width was completely covered in a sheath of chocolate. "Tell me Mr. Owl," she asked in a little girl voice, "how many licks does it take to get to the Tootsie Roll center of a Tootsie Pop?" "What?" Ron raised his head to look down at her. "A one," she flattened her tongue against the side of his penis and dragged it from base to head. "Mmmm," they both said as she finished. "A two," she said, her tongue now pointed and stiffened as she licked more chocolate from him. She paused then; eyeing his penis as it quivered slightly before her. "A three." She opened her mouth wide and sank down over him. "Oh great Caesar!" Ron called out as his head dropped back onto the pillow and his arms flung wide across the bed. He moaned in ecstasy as her lips closed around him. She sucked hard on him and he could feel the inside of the hollows of her cheeks against him. She moved slowly and inexorably toward the top, her tongue dragging along and exciting every nerve it touched. Ron was expecting her to stop at the top and pull away. Instead she went back down, the warm wetness of her mouth exciting him even more as she moaned into him. This went on for several minutes that felt like an eternity with Ron calling out her praises to the great wizards of history and begging for divine intervention. As Ron flailed about, resisting the urge to reach down and run his fingers through her hair, his arm bumped the small, cool, glass jar. With a monumental force of will and muscle control he reached over and dragged his fingers up the inside of Hermione's buttery smooth thighs. She responded almost instantly to his touch, spreading her legs and allowing him to bring his hand higher up. Gently, he brushed his fingers through her silky soft hair, his fingers tickling at her most sensitive skin. She moaned again into his penis and raised her hips, giving him greater access. Gently, teasingly he ran his fingers over her, alternately twiddling and stroking her. He was rewarded fairly quickly, and as she opened up for him he ran the tips of his fingers up and down the folds of her opening, drawing soft moans of pleasure from her. He removed his fingers from her and she protested with an indignant dip of her hips. Ron almost chuckled, but the gentle pressure of her teeth quickly reminded him how inappropriate that would be. He dipped two fingers into the small jar of chocolate, which was now over half gone, and dipped out a good size blob. His hand returned to where it had been seconds before. His thumb stroked gently over her from front to back. She shivered as he passed over her most sensitive spots and moaned when his thumb slipped inside her and began to move in circles. Using his chocolate dipped fingers he explored her soft inner flesh and rubbed her clitoris. She drew her knees up under herself and pushed back against his hand. Using gentle pressure he indicated he wanted her hips closer to him. Whether she was responding to his desire or expressing her own Ron didn't know, but when she raised her legs and settled her thighs on either side of his head he didn't care. He drew his tongue over her, eliciting a deep moan that reverberated all the way up his spine. In turn he groaned, filling the hollows of her body and causing her to shudder. He raised his head up off the pillow and wrapped his mouth around her. His tongue pushed deep inside her as he reveled in the mixed taste of chocolate and warm pussy. In response to what Ron was doing with his tongue Hermione pushed herself up and released him from her mouth. "Ohhhhh," she called out as she arched her back and ground against his face. Ron had a short period of time when he was able to concentrate all of his energies on making her moan and cry out. The taste of her was exquisite, rather like liquid honey and the chocolate served only to make it even more desirable. Suddenly she swallowed as much of as she could again and the feeling was so intense that he fell back to the pillow and vocally thanked the greater powers for her incredible skills. In time he was able to wrest enough control back into his muscles that he again raised his head and kissed her deeply, tasting her inner most regions and causing her to call out in ecstasy. This cycle reiterated itself several more times before Ron finally broke it. Ron slid his hands between them and cupped her breasts, which didn’t quite fill his large hands. He pushed against her and she sat up, settling firmly down over his mouth. He opened his mouth wide and curled his tongue up to press against her clitoris. He began to move it back and forth, feeling it flick off his tongue with every pass. His hands kneaded and stroked her breasts, occasionally pinching or tweaking her stiff nipples. After a few minutes of his focused attention she began to cry out, yelling in incoherent syllables as she ground down on to his mouth and rocked her hips. Ron felt her body tense and release as waves of pleasure passed through her. Her cries became frenzied and higher in pitch. Soon she was screaming out his name, begging him to continue. Ron didn't let up; he pressed harder with his tongue and raked his fingernails lightly down her flanks until they came to rest on the smooth flare of her hips. With one last effort he pushed his face deeper up into her nd she climaxed in a flood, her screams piercing his eardrums as he drank her deeply. For several seconds she remained tense and Ron continued to drive her slowly insane until she finally released him from the vice-like grip her thighs had held him in. With a sigh, Hermione collapsed down on the bed next to him. With a grin, Ron sat up and looked at her beautiful form. Her skin glowed in the flickering candlelight and she shivered as he ran his fingers lightly over her. Her hand snaked across the covers and slithered up over his thigh. She tickled his scrotum, which was pulled up tight against his body; then grazed her fingers through the mass of dark red hair that only she knew. "You, Mr. Weasley, deceived me. I thought I was getting a back rub." Ron rubbed the heel of his hand against her mound, "Rub, you say? I can do that." She squirmed under the pressure of his hand, a soft moan escaping her lips. "I want more than your hand." Her husky voice filled him with new desire for her. She wiggled around until her head was on the pillows and Ron was perched at her feet. He crawled up between her legs and stretched his form over her, hovering like a storm cloud. Like lightning, his lips came down to claim her mouth. Their lips pressed together and her mouth opened; beckoning his tongue forward. Ron's growl thundered into her open mouth as his tongue shot forward, searing her mouth with the intensity of his desire. Her legs came up and wrapped around his thighs. She pulled him closer, he was stabbing at her now. She wiggled her hips underneath him as he ground and gyrated against her. Though their mouths were sealed together, Ron was forcing a great deal of concentration to an area much lower on his body. He felt the soft, wet, warmth he craved and prepared to press deeper in. She reached around him, raking her nails down his back and electrifying every nerve in his body. In response he arced his back, breaking their kiss and driving his hips forward. He buried himself to the hilt in her with a loud groan of satisfaction and pleasure. She was like a furnace burning away everything but the need to hear her call his name as she yelled out in pleasure. He felt her muscles clench around him as he slowly withdrew. He rocketed forward again, once more eliciting a scream of ecstasy from her. He repeated this several times; every time he did her knees came up a little higher. Ron shifted his weight so that he was being supported mostly by his knees and pushed himself upright. He reached down and drew his nails lightly along the skin of her thighs from her buttocks to her knees. He was rewarded with a shiver from her. He was glad to see she understood what he wanted as she tossed a pillow at him. He grinned and lifted her hips, never breaking contact with her, and slid the pillow under her hips and lower back. Again he drew his hands along her legs, although this time he went clear to her ankles. With his large hands now wrapped firmly around her ankles he spread her legs wide so that they formed a great 'V'. He withdrew most of the way from her so that only his head remained in her and even then, only just barely. He began to take short strokes, penetrating her anew each time and then withdrawing again. "Oh God!" she cried out. "Stop teasing me like that." Her voice was throaty and pleading, it was a turn on just to hear it. With every backward stroke he took she clenched her muscles trying to hold him in, and yet willingly granted him easy access with every forward stroke. "Would you rather I did this?" he asked lightly. He pushed into her with agonizing slowness. A fraction of an inch at a time he slid deeper into her. She was almost whimpering with desire to be filled by him. When he had finally seated his full length in her he ground against her. She shuddered with ecstasy. With the same slowness he withdrew and then came back forward. All the while she kept trying to force her hips against him and he moved with her to maintain the exquisite torture he was inflicting upon her. She brought her hands up to her chest and began to squeeze her breasts, tweaking and rolling her nipples between her fingers as he watched. This did achieve what she had desired. Ron began to quicken his pace and take long sure strokes. Her moans of pleasure began to increase in volume and intensity as he continued to quicken his pace. He was pounding in and out of her now like a jackhammer, his own animalistic groans filling the air in counter-point to hers. He could feel the pressure building in him, seeking escape. Something cold settled against his leg and broke his concentration, but not his rhythm. He brought her legs together, deepening the channel he was sliding through. With a super-human effort of concentration he reached back and dipped his fingers into the nearly empty jar of chocolate. He scooped out what he could and brought it up to where he was still holding her feet. The chocolate was smeared across her insteps and toes with two great swipes. The chocolate that remained on his fingers was not to be wasted though. He brought his fingers to her lips and she rabidly sucked in his fingers. Within seconds she had cleaned the chocolate from them, but Ron continued to move his fingers in and out of her mouth as she sucked and them and teased them with her tongue. Feeling the pressure building to critical levels in his loins he withdrew his fingers. She stuck out her lower lip in a very sexy pout. Ron tore his eyes away and focused his attention on his own final taste of the chocolate, never stopping the now slower movement of his hips against hers. He spread her legs slightly again, but still held her feet near his shoulders. He swiped his tongue crossways through the line of chocolate. She drew a sharp intake of breath and tried to suppress a giggle, but failed. Ron grinned maliciously and began to swipe his tongue back and forth through the chocolate. She writhed beneath him, at once laughing and moaning in a sound that was both tortured and erotic. She was trying to kick away from him, but his grip was too powerful for her not entirely serious efforts. Now he drew her toes into his mouth one by one. Each new toe brought the sweet taste of chocolate to his tongue and a gasp of surprised pleasure from her. When at last he finished with both she stopped thrashing about on the bed. Ron noted with some satisfaction that the bed was a mess and would have to be completely remade before they could sleep in it, but that was yet some time away. He looked down at her beautiful face, contorted into a smile of rapturous ecstasy and surrounded by a mass of tangled brown hair. Her eyes looked up at him with intensity normally reserved for great blazing rows or difficult problems; but there was no anger in them, only deep desire. Her lips parted and she mouthed two words that Ron knew she would never say out loud. He was shocked, but to see her say it filled him with a kind of manic power. "I'm sorry, you want to say that a little louder? I don't think I quite heard you." "Just do it," she growled in a desperate, throaty voice. He smiled at her, he knew she wouldn't say it to be heard, but the desire was there. He leaned forward; her knees pinned beneath his chest and her ankles against his shoulders. He gripped the top rail of their brass headboard for balance and levered his toes against the mattress. He withdrew about halfway from her then slammed forward into her. She gasped out a sound that wanted to be "Oh!" but didn't have quite that level of coherency. The sound went straight from his ears to his groin, which began to churn with excitement. Over and over he pounded her this way, the air filled with the sounds of their skin slapping together, her cries of pleasure, and his moans of passion. He continued to slide in and out of her with the force and rhythm of a trip hammer, each stroke bringing them closer to the inevitable conclusion. Her cries became fevered and louder, her screams rending the air around them and driving Ron to push for even more. Suddenly her body began to tremble beneath him, she quivered and shook as one last great scream tore from her throat and sundered his resistance. His entire visual focus shrank to an area that was only her eyes. He was aware of nothing else beyond the intense amber fire that burned there when she finally opened them again. She reached up and scratched her nails down his back. His spine arced, his head bent back, and his eyes closed as his orgasm tore through him with the force of speeding train. His entire body tensed, his muscles locked as he exploded into her like a volcano. Great spurts shot deep into her, and she cried out with the feeling of each one. After several seconds of agonizing ecstasy, he stopped shuddering. He raised one arm, then the other, allowing her legs to slip away from his chest and fall down around him. He collapsed down on top of her, his arms barely supporting his weight to keep from crushing her. His lips brushed over her eyebrow, down her cheek, and traced the line of her jaw to her chin. Gently, almost reverently, he kissed her lips lightly. She murmured against his lips, "Don't get all sweet on me now." She pushed her lips against his and opened her mouth, prying his open in the process. Her tongue attacked his mouth and he could taste the very last of the chocolate there. The taste was smooth and sweet in her mouth and brought his mind back to reality with startling clarity. He kissed her deeply then, feeling her murmur into his mouth somehow as their tongues writhed and squeezed and poked at each other. Finally, after long minutes of reveling in her glow, he broke the kiss. “What was that about a ‘Tootsie Pop’?” She chuckled a bit as she looked up at him with a smile in her eyes and a smirk on her face. “It’s an American thing, a candy. In the commercial for them a boy asks a wise old owl how many licks it takes to get to the Tootsie Roll center of a Tootsie Pop. The owl takes three licks and bites it in half.” Ron flinched. “I’m glad you didn’t bite. So why would you remember that?” “It was very late and I was very tired and it struck me as very, very funny.” She gave him a wry smile, as though begging him not to tease her about it. "So, how many licks does it take to get to the Tootsie Roll center of a Tootsie Pop?" She looked up at him with a perfectly straight face and replied. "The world may never know." Her façade failed at that point and she began to laugh. The End

This story features rape and a sort of discrimination against the disabled. I do not support rape or discrimination of disabled people nor will I ever. This is just a fun little story I wrote. I hope after reading this you enjoy it and leave a comment of criticism. I allow any comment even really stupid ones. If you have any ways to help enhance this story please do so. Hope you enjoy. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Okay, I’ll admit it. I am a very horrible person. I’d probably be in hell by the time you read this. So what have I done that been so bad that God must send me to hell as soon as possible? I raped someone. Not just someone, a blind girl. Do I feel guilty about raping this girl? Yes 100%, but do I regret it. Not in the slightest. I guess you don’t really want to hear me ranting about my poor life decisions so I guess I’ll start the story. School was lame. Everyone knew that, but the thing that I hated most was that everyone was dating. All my friends had girlfriends and they always talk about them. The thing I hate about dating was that I’m the only virgin in my class. My friends talked about how they fuck their girlfriends on a daily basis and what they do with them. All I could do was just listen with a hard cock. “So me and Courtney just got drunk and started fucking on her parents bed.” One of my friends said with pride. The others looked in awe. “Damn dude that’s so hot. Yesterday I was dropping Victoria off from work and she started blowing me.” The guys once again stared in awe. This fucking pisses me off. I know I’m not the hottest guy but I do deserve some pussy, honestly. The girls in this school were all sluts but I still couldn’t get laid. What does a man got to do to get some pussy? As my friends continued to talk about their sexy girlfriends and demolishing their pussy’s I looked at the front of the class. As always our teacher was late. It was raining so I guess he has an excuse this time. Suddenly in the corner of my eye I see the class president walk inside the classroom. Unlike our teacher she was hardly late so seeing her arrive after me was unexpected. She walked towards the front of the class using her cane to scan the area. The constant tapping got very irritating despite the fact that I got used to it a long time ago. It’s probably annoying because my cock was hard and did not want to soften up anytime soon. “Hello class.” She said with such a lovely voice. The class responded with low murmur “Good morning.” “Mr. Pill will be running late so I will be taking attendance.” The class president, Lilian McHall was the school beauty. She had gorgeous blonde hair and artic blue eyes. She was the embodiment of beauty itself. It’s a shame she can’t see herself, she’d probably give herself an orgasm. I felt the bulge in my pants growing. It was about to rip through my pants, but it’s understandable. Lilian is the girl I would want to lose my virginity to. She was kind yet firm, smart but not nerdy, sexy but not slutty. She wore blue jeans and a generic black shirt with something stupid on it. T-shirts usually make breasts look smaller but not Lilian’s. Her breasts look like they were about to explode from her chest. Besides her fair skin and sexy figure there is nothing more I could say about her appearance. She was perfect. Almost. Lilian continued down the list only to be interrupted by the laughter of my friends. Once again they were talking about sex, something about anal fucking with Victoria. The class fell silent, staring at the flustered Victoria. It was my good friend Charlie who broke the silence with his laughter. “Charlie, is there something you want to talk about?” “We were just talking about sex. What’s the big deal?” Lilian’s faced turned red. “This is a classroom not a place to socialize. If you wish to socialize with your friends please do it outside and do not bother the rest of the class.” Here she goes again. As I said she had the body that even Aphrodite would envy but there is always a con. Lilian can be a stuck up bitch. She is nice but when it comes to guys she would rather go deaf then to here another word come out. She identifies as straight but no matter which guy would ask her out her answer would always be no. I never understood why she acts like this, I merely accepted it. Lilian was about to go on her rant but luckily Mr. Pill walks through the door with his grandiose smile. “Sorry I’m late class.” As the day continued I couldn’t help but fantasize about Lilian. How her perfect lips would touch the tip of my cock, kissing it. Her tongue would then lick my shaft, bottom to top. I would pet her smooth skin and remove her shirt revealing her perfectly sculpted tits. I lift her up sucking on each of them. And then-. The bell rings, interrupting my day wet dream. I looked at my crotch only to notice that it is all wet. “Not again.” I thought to myself. I walked towards my locker in search of a fresh new pair of underwear. This happens so often that I actually leave underwear in my locker so I can change into it. I walk into the washroom in order to change my underwear. It was quiet but I could hear sounds coming from the washroom. I quickly changed into my fresh underwear and look under one of the stalls only to notice there were four legs. I went into a stall, climbed up the toilet and saw what was happening. Charlie was getting blown by some girl who wasn’t his girlfriend. After seeing this I start masturbating. I grabbed my cock and start tugging and pulling on it. I kept watching as Charlie was quietly moaning. I suddenly feel the sensation to cum but stop. “What the fuck am I doing? This is low, even for you. Watching your friend have sex while you get none.” I started to get angry but also cried a little. Will no one love me? I walk out the washroom, ashamed and pissed. I did not know what to do now. I should probably go home, but I’ll only end up watching porn. I paced around the hallway for what seemed like an eternity. I looked at my watch, “It’s almost 5:30. Everyone would be gone by now.” I slapped myself awake and walked towards the entrance of the door. As I walked, dragging my feet across the hallway I notice one of the classroom doors open. It happened to be the librarian’s office. I sneak over to the office and here someone talking. There was no mistaking it, it was Lilian. I peek through the door and see Lilian reading some sort of book. Her fingers seemed to trace each sentence giving her the ability to read. Lilian was a nerd so there really wasn’t anything I found unusual about the scenario besides the fact that the only school librarian we had did not come to school. It seemed Lilian snuck into the office to read. She really was a big nerd. I enter the office watching Lilian. Immediately Lilian was able to detect my presence. “Whose there?” Her voice was commanding but was full of fear. I decided to say nothing. “I know someone is here. Tell me who you are.” Her voice was sexy as always. Every word that came out of her mouth made me harder. Lilian goes back to her reading but still looks afraid. Being blind must mean you have to be super careful about where you go and what you do it seems, or something bad could happen to you. Lilian starts reading aloud to herself so I decided to test my luck and go closer to her. I picked up my feet silently and hover towards Lilian. I stood right next to her, staring at her breasts. Oh how bad I want to fondle them. After admiring her breasts for a few minutes I check my watch. “6:00” I thought to myself. “I could stay here even longer admiring those tits.” Then the thought struck me. At 6:00 everyone would have left the school building. It’s unlikely that anyone would be in school around this time besides a few try hards and some teachers. Basically it was just me and Lilian. Me and Lilian. Me and sexy, gorgeous, well-mannered Lilian. With a smirk on my face I go back towards the door and slowly shut it. The door did screech but Lilian was unfazed. Today was the day. The day when I will finally lose my virginity. Removing my pants slowly I couldn’t help but think how lucky I am to be in this situation. I toss aside my pants and fresh underwear and walk towards Lilian, my smile growing ever so big. Without hesitation I grabbed her perfectly sculpted breasts. Immediately Lilian tossed aside her book and yelped. “Who are you?” I stayed silent knowing that one word from my mouth could help Lilian identify me. I continue to fondle her breasts and start sniffing her hair. Her blonde hair smelt of coconut, ironically the same fruit that described her breasts. Her resistance only made my cock harder. Despite her protest she never yelled, probably knowing that she could also get in trouble for sneaking in here. I continue to fondle her breasts while one hand was rubbing my cock. Lilian’s hearing was so good she could hear me fapping and she went insane. “Who the fuck are you? You will regret this! My dad is a lawyer.” Everything just made my cock harder. My heart started beating out of control. I had no idea how to control myself. My hand just starts rubbing furiously on my cock. It was a little painful without the lotion. I muster up some courage and remove Lilian’s t-shirt. Under that shirt was a baby blue bra. I could only assume her panties would be the same colour. I slowly removed the bra unveiling her coconut shaped breasts. They were exactly how I imagined them except real. Her breasts were warm and soft as I squeezed them hard. Still Lilian never broke. Instead she kept her cool. “What is wrong with you? Please stop or someone will find you.” She inhales deeply. “This is against the law for a reason.” I felt guilty about what I was doing but the adrenaline was too much for much for me to control. I look down at my cock to notice that it was bigger than ever. Lilian tries to break free from my grip but couldn’t. I turn her towards me and take a big, long look at her breasts. I licked the right one first then the second one. Lilian’s face blushed red. “Please stop.” She whimpered. I start sucking on her right nipple while I pinched her left one. “So this is how a women’s breast feels like.” I thought to myself. “And girls think they are not privileged.” My cock started pulsating, it need something warm too. I grabbed Lilian’s hand and placed it on my cock. Her hand jerked back but I strictly put it back on. “What the hell do you want me to do?” I slapped her across the face. I never hit a woman before but since I’m raping her I might as well. She then starts rubbing my cock with no further questioning. Her hand was so warm, it felt like I was being touched by an angel. I couldn’t help myself and planted my lips onto hers. This is what set of Lilian. In tears Lilian cried out “I was saving myself. I was saving myself for the perfect man and you ruined it.” She started crying, tears dripping from her eyes. I release her from my grip allowing her to escape. But I wasn’t done. I trip her over and put her on her knees. I placed my cock on her lips. Just like in my dream she kisses it but it wasn’t as romantic. I grab her hear and put it near my crotch so she could smell how bad it was. She was repulsed and almost puked. I grab her head and force it down my cock. In most of the porn games I played you usually start slow and then move to more intense stuff, but I just started intense. I put Lilian’s head deep into my cock and started face fucking her. It felt amazing. She did bite but after slapping her she stopped. Eventually she started doing it on her own. Lilian’s tongue would wrap around my cock as she sucked on it. On occasion I would force her to stop and make her suck my balls. That was the best part since she also had to smell my horrible cock stench. I am about to cum so I grab her hair and head, ramming it into my cock. Cum poured out of my cock and into Lilian’s mouth. She drank it whole not even spilling a piece. I thought this would be the end but my cock was still hard. “Please leave me! You’re done, right?” I push Lilian over revealing her bottom to me. I rip of her pants which uncovered her blue panties. So they were matching. I then had this strange feeling to play with her breasts. I removed Lilian’s panties put them around my head. It was extremely wet. I put Lilian back first onto the ground and put my dick on her chest. Without my telling she started to rub my cock with her breasts. The sensation was amazing. Her breasts perfectly cushioned my cock so well that I immediately came. I took the baby blue panties off my head and cum into it. I look at Lilian’s face which was covered in tears. I know this may sound crazy but I ended up licking it. The tears tasted so victorious. I put my cock on the lip of Lilian’s pussy. This is where she drew the line. She started screaming franticly and I couldn’t stop her. The only thing I could do was stuff her cum filled panties in her mouth as a gag. Luckily it worked. With her quiet, I continue to fuck her. I put my cock in her slowly. It almost felt as if it was a perfect fit. I went as fast as I could, my heart pumping faster and faster. Lilian continues to cry and I can hear scream in pain, but I also notice her blushing. I take it as a sign that she is enjoying herself and continue to fuck her hard. Her legs were twitching trying to free themselves but I grabbed ahold of them and started fucking even harder. With my dick still in her pussy, I stand up carrying her and start fucking her. She was actually very light. I soon got tired of this position and so I lay on the ground back first. I grabbed Lilian’s waist and made her do all the fucking. To be in this much control was so invigorating. Lilian’s tears started to drip onto me. I still could not hear her well because of the gagging but it seems like she was enjoying herself. I move my hands towards her as and start lifting her from there. Her pussy felt so warm and normal, almost as good as her breasts. As she bounced on top of my cock, my hands shift from her ass to her tits. I start pulling on her nipples which made her face turn red. Once again my cock was about to explode. I pulled Lilian down as deep as I could and came inside her. Lilian fell over sobbing. I know she was saving herself for her perfect man but couldn’t she be a little bit happier? I look at my cock once again only to see that it still had some gas in it. Without thinking I grab Lilian’s ass and fucked her anally. Unlike her pussy or mouth, her asshole was tight, but I know it still is possible from the porn I watch so I continued. I think the best part of the anal fucking was seeing Lilian’s face. It looked like she was in so much pain it was cute. I grabbed her breast, pretending to squeeze the milk out. I kept fucking her harder and harder. This is what youth was about. Losing your virginity by raping a blind hot girl. I started to kiss her ass and pull on her nipples. I think I’ve become a monster. Unlike the first few times I couldn’t hold my cum in as long as I wanted to and came in her ass. That was it, I was all down. I remove the gag from Lilian’s mouth and all the came out was just a bunch of slander. “Why would you do that?” I got up and put my pants on. “I wanted to save myself for the perfect man.” I zip my pants. “No one will ever want to marry me.” I handed her my underwear. With a deep, bruiting voice I answer. “With your looks and brains I can guarantee that you will have men falling for you. Don’t let this incident stop you from meeting that man. Even if every man rejects you from here on I know one guy who will stay by your side.” Lilian lies on the ground sobbing. I manually put my underwear on her and got her dressed. I felt really sad but still do not regret. I look back at her as she gets up and sits on a chair. “I wonder what tomorrow will be like.” Pussy Ending The next day was a beautiful one. I know I lost my virginity and all but there was no way that I could tell anyone that I raped someone in order to do. A blind girl nonetheless. Entering the door I see Lilian. She was not herself. i wonder what she did. I imagined that she told the police or somebody at least. Her eyes were extremely red too. Just looking at here made me feel bad but there was nothing I could do about it now. I went up to her desk with some reluctance. "Good morning, Lilian." I tried to use the most cheerful voice that I could do. "Is that you Ryan?" "In the flesh." "May we talk outside?" "Sweat started dripping down my face. Has she realized? "No problem." The both of us walk outside the classroom. Lilian was a little closer to me then she usually is, most likely because she left her walking cane. As we went down the hallway my heart started beating faster. "What could she want? Why me?" The thoughts continued to plague my mind. Lilian stops and looks towards me. "I know this is sudden but..." Lilian grabs me closer, tugging on my left arm. "Yesterday something happened. A life changing moment." "Fuck." I thought. "Is she on to me?" "I realize that we may not have forever to live and that I should do everything I want to do in this short life I have." Still confused I await her conclusion. "So basically what I'm saying is... Will you be my boyfriend?" My jaw drops. She wants to be my girlfriend! But why? It's not like I'm that great. "Sure" I answered. "But why me?" She giggled and reached in for a kiss. Her soft lips touched mine in a most passionate way. Her breast were also squeezed against my chest. "A girls got to have some secrets."

Poster's notes This is a series originally posted on Nifty by a friend of mine. On his behalf (because for some reason, he couldn't get an account here), I'm posting it here. He reckons people who read here might like it too. The tags for this story aren't specific to any one chapter, but are general for the entire series. It's a work in progress, with currently 8 chapters and counting. Chapter 1 serves as a prologue. Chapter 2 is the actual start of the story, with Chapter 3-8 containing the real meat of the story. I will be posting each chapter exactly as it is found on nifty sans my friend's author's notes. He highly appreciates feedback, criticism and encourages people to spot any typos or errors and if you wish to email him he's at [email protected]. I hope you enjoy his story. _________________________________________________________________________________ Note: If you're looking for a quick fap, this ain't your story. I place heavy emphasis on the backstory and any perverted interactions are milder than most compared to other similar stories. TL;DR This is a story with sex, not a sex story. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Webcam Boys Chapter 1: All just a game Twelve year old William James was just like any average boy. He had a medium build with regular neatly trimmed blond hair; he had perfectly normal interests and was average in school. He liked to play sports with his friends enough that he wasn’t inactive but not to the point that he was a jock either. He was not a show off, but he was not lacking for confidence; it was entirely possible that he was much more daring than he realized he was. But for all his seemingly unremarkable plainness, there was a side of him that most people didn’t know much about. William loved computer games. Very. Very. Much. That’s why when word got out that a new MMORPG was just released and that it was one of the most anticipated games on the net, William jumped on the bandwagon in less the time it takes for him to take a bath (which he does fairly quickly because he’d much rather be spending that time on games). While most people didn’t know much about William’s game addiction, John Watson did. The bespectacled, raven-haired John was eleven and a half, and just so happened to be William’s best friend. John can be best described as William’s lackey, owing to the fact that aside from being fairly similar to William in most aspects, he was rather stockier, shorter, more subservient and more likely to follow the orders of someone bolder than him. William, for instance. And on this particular day, like any other, a simple hand gesture from William as they passed each other in the school halls meant that John was being summoned by his friend for some after-school playing. “Why’d you have to call me over today? You know we got tons of homework and my brain’s not taking this geography essay too well…” chided a slightly irate John. William waved him off as he began booting his PC and at the same time haphazardly throwing his school things, his jacket and shoes around his room. “I know that, but this is important, you gotta see this,” William said as he opened up the game’s start screen. John stared expectantly at the LCD monitor. The opening intro consisted of several quick scenes: armor-clad knights dueling each other with the speed and choreography reminiscent of Star Wars lightsaber battles, mages hurling all manner of elemental attacks and energy blasts at each other with enough special effects to rival James Cameron’s Avatar, huge, heavily textured and detailed dragons laying waste to public baths and finally a scene where every other mythological creature in the game charged at each other in a furious mass melee, ending with all of them exploding into a golden mushroom cloud accompanied by a Hans Zimmer piece. William was watching the intro with barely concealed tears. He loved the game so much that even just the intro made him uncharacteristically and overly emotional, even though he watched the intro a total of 13 times already on the internet. John was impressed with the intro as well, though he was far less moved by it than he was at seeing William’s look of pure joy. After the intro movie, large, heavily stylized letters faded onto the screen. It read “Dragon Sorcerer Kingdom Wars” and then the lavishly decorated menu appeared. William was beside himself with glee and spent a minute opening all the menu options regardless if he changed any setting or not. John suspected he only did it so he could hear the sword sound effect that came on every time a menu was closed. “I don’t get it, Will. It’s like you haven’t played this game before,” John said. “Of course I haven’t, dummy! This is the only time I started!” William said nonchalantly. “But I just thought that since you wanted to play this game so much that you already played it before you showed me,” John stated matter-of-factly. It was true that William’s eagerness was uncontrollable when it came to games. Usually, when William had a new game he wanted to show John, he’d already played enough of it that when they played together, John would always lose because William would already have experience playing it. “Yeah well…I wanted to play it when you got here, so there,” William said this with a little note of anxiety on his face. He shifted uncomfortably in his computer chair and added, “I wanted you to see it and it wouldn’t have been as cool if I was already halfway into it…” “Wow, you never did that before…” John muttered softly. “What was that?” “Nah, I was just saying how nice you are today,“ John said with a rather big grin. William inadvertently blushed and quickly said, “Anyway, let’s make a new save already…” For the next half hour, William made his character, and started at the beginner’s zone as John watched with mild interest. “Hey, so should I get a sword, or a gun?” “I thought knights didn’t even have guns in those times…?” “Well, it’s more awesome that way. Hey, I know, I can’t choose, so I’ll just pick the gunsword.” “How does a gunsword even work?” “Does it matter so long as I can kill orcs?” William said with a laugh. This went on a further 20 minutes, with William doing the first quests as John provided colourful and often sarcastic commentary. After William finished his third quest he insisted that John try it and make his own save. “C’mon, just give it a go!” William replied after John declined. “Nah, I’m good, I’m having fun just watching you,” John said with a sly smile. “Yeah, you’re having fun mocking me, more like,” William feigned a pout and stuck his tongue out at John. Indeed, all the while he was playing, John loved to comment at William’s various mishaps, including one particularly funny incident when William got careless and got killed by a low-level farm pig. “Besides, it won’t be fair if I’m the only one who gets to play.” John was taken aback. While William was generally a nice boy, he was still very much inclined to prioritize himself and his interests than anyone else’s, just as most boys normally would be. John was used to it and never complained because William’s self-interest wasn’t offensive or anything. This new sudden change in William surprised John. He’d seen how in the past few weeks William had been acting progressively nicer to him especially. John decided that he liked this newfound kindness in William and supposed that it was about time he appreciated their best friendship as much as he did. After some time of playing his turn, with his Warlock Sorcerer Mage doing significantly better than William’s Aggro Knight Pirate, John announced that he had to go home. “Man, you have a serious case of beginner’s luck!” “Says you, pig fodder,” John said with a laugh. “Whatever, you’ll see, I’ll be better next time around.” “Suuure. Okay, see ya later, Will!” William saw John off and went back to his game. For the next few days, William was engrossed heavily with Dragon Sorcerer Whatsit that he’d been noticeably forgetting about his homework, a fact that John hit him on the head for. On Friday night, William was playing as usual when suddenly… “AAAHHHHH!” “William, what’s wrong?” William’s mom had bounded up the stairs to his bedroom after hearing him give an audible scream. “Mom, the game has these extra items that would be so super awesome but they cost real money to buy!” “Well, son, I already bought that game for you, and if you didn’t reckon already, your father and I pay for the internet too. I don’t think I’m under any obligation to spend any more on that,” William’s mother said firmly. “Now, please, don’t make such a racket, your father and I would appreciate it if you let us have some peace and quiet in our own house, especially at eleven in the evening!” “Mom, you have a credit card, right?” “Yes…?” “Can I –“ “No. Goodnight, son.” She closed the door and left William to brood on his predicament. How could the best game ever do this to him? It was keeping him from enjoying fully and it annoyed him to no end. He thought about trying to get odd jobs on the neighbourhood to get money, but the game only accepted credit transfers. With resignation, he turned away from the game’s exclusive areas and items and played with less enthusiasm. After a while he quit the game and went to its support forums, where he ranted his frustration along with 6900 other irate players below the age of 18. William was just about finished writing his 4th rant-filled message when he got a private message on his forum account. He checked it and saw that it was from another player, who, judging by the number of stars under his avatar, seemed to be of a high ranking in the game. Curiously, he read the message: “Hey I saw your posts. Yeah, it does suck to have to pay for those when you don’t have money. But there’s a way. You know a player in your comrades list can share resources with you right? All you need to do is find one who can give you in game credits and you can get the exclusive material without paying for them.” The player, who was named PBear1213, caught William’s interest. He quickly wrote a reply: “Dude, thanks so much for telling me this! But I don’t know anyone in the game yet though, I don’t know if anyone’s willing to spend real cash for a kid like me, and for free too.” William hoped the player would reply immediately, and in a matter of minutes, which he spent staring at the screen expectantly, he got a reply. “Well, you’re lucky Willy12, I’m that kind of guy. But it’s not totally for free though. You don’t have to trust me, but take my word for it. Here’s what you do: add my username to your comrades list. After a minute or so you’ll see that you already have in-game credits. You can buy the ‘elite aggro meth tonic’ with it. If you want more, then get Skype, add my username there and chat me up for what I want in return. Don’t worry, it’s not money. Do this all in an hour, and we got a deal.” William was filled with apprehension. He was dead certain there was something dodgy about this deal, and that this total stranger was the kind he shouldn't be messing around with. His instincts told him to ignore it and accept his credit-less game, while the side of him that loved games vied for moral control. His decision-making time didn't even last five seconds.

Debbie was an attractive Asian American girl who had just turned 18. I say Asian American because her mother was from Japan. Her dad had met her mom when he was in Japan on a business trip. Debbie was born in the US and other than her almond shaped, slightly slanted eyes you would never know that she was not pure American. Her voice and language, her dress and everything else about her was straight American. She was 5'2" and weighed about 95#. She had small but well formed 32b tits. Her hips were almost as small as her waist. Debbie was shy and had only dated a few guys from her school. She was still a virgin but had popped her own cherry with a dildo that she found in her mom and dad's night stand. She was very much interested in sex and thought about it very often. She had found that she loved to masturbate by rubbing her clit till she came but she had not been with a boy till she met David. Debbie had gotten her first job about three months into the school year. It was part time after school as a checker at the small neighborhood market. Shortly after she started work a young man came through her line. He was about 6' tall and slim. He had short brown hair and Debbie thought he was cute. For the next week he came in to buy something every day and always picked Debbie's check out line. They started smiling at each other and saying hi. At the end of the week he introduced himself as David. The next day he asked Debbie if he could take her to a movie. Her reply was that she would like that and they made a date for the next day. Debbie got off at 8 pm and David was to pick her up when she came out. David picked her up and took her to the local theater where they watched a comedy movie. They both laughed a lot and by the end of the movie he was holding her hand. After the movie they went to a local fast food restaurant for burgers. As they talked she found out that he was 22, working at the car dealership as a lot boy and had lived in that same town all of his life. When they got back into his car he leaned over and gave her a firm kiss on the lips. She was shocked that his kiss made her pussy tingle. As David kissed her, he put one hand on her breast. She pushed it away and said no. When he walked her to her door he kissed her again. He put his hands around her and on her ass cheeks. The kiss was over before she could object to where his hands were. Debbie did not get much sleep as she spent most of the night thinking about David and rubbing herself to a hard climax. On their second date David took her for a picnic at a spot that overlooked the town. It was often referred to as lover’s lane. Dinner was sandwiches, chips and a six-pack of beer. Debbie had two and David had four. Debbie was not a drinker so the two had her feeling funny. They finished as the sun was going down. They got back in the car and watched what Debbie thought was the most beautiful sunset that there ever was. As the lights in the town came on David started kissing her. After about five minutes of passionate kissing that had Debbie very relaxed and hot, David took her hand and placed it on his crotch. She started to pull it away but he held it there. Whether it was the beer or something else, she didn't fight him but squeezed his hard cock and kissed him harder. She had never felt a cock before and she liked what it felt like. David softly asked, "Debbie, can I fuck you tonight?" "No" was her quick answer as she sat up and removed her hand from his crotch. "Then I want you to give me a blow job because that is not sex anyway. Remember what Bill Clinton said." Debbie had seen oral sex in a porn movie that she had watched so she knew what he wanted. Lots of the kids at school talked about doing it, even in school. Again, maybe it was the beer but she said, "Can I see it?" He told her to take it out so she unzipped his fly and reached in and managed to work his cock out of his pants. It was about 6 inches long and hard as a rock. Debbie was mesmerized. David told her to kiss it and put his hand behind her head and pulled her to his cock. She shyly gave the tip of it a little kiss. "It's wet and sticky and salty", she said as she tasted his pre-cum for the first time. David took his cock in one hand and rubbed it back and forth across her lips. Debbie liked the feel of his soft but hard cock on her lips. She parted her lips slightly. David, sensing this pulled her head down more firmly pushing his cock head into her mouth. "Do you know what to do?" David asked and Debbie nodded yes and opened her mouth and pushed her head down on David's cock. She went too far the first time and gagged but remembering the movie she had seen she pulled back up till just the head was in her mouth and tickled the underside of his cock head with her tongue. David's cock twitched and he moaned and she shoved it back in. In and out, in and out, Debbie found that she very much enjoyed doing this and liked the feel of a hard cock in her mouth. It was warm. The skin was soft and smooth but the inside was hard and it was neat how the skin slid up and down over the hard inner shaft. She enjoyed running her tongue around the head and making his cock twitch. After a couple minutes she stopped long enough to tell David not to come in her mouth but as his climax arrived he held her head firmly down on his shaft and squirted load after load of his thick hot salty cum into her mouth. Debbie was mad and sat up but before she could spit it out David was passionately kissing her and sharing his cum. She melted to his kisses as he slipped his hand under her blouse and bra and started rubbing she small firm tit. After several minutes of kissing and petting they had to call it a night and her took her home. Again thoughts of sex and David keep her from getting much sleep. Over the next couple weeks they dated almost every night. For a couple more times all Debbie would do was suck David's cock. She learned to love doing it and she looked forward to the taste of his cum as he filled her mouth when he climaxed. Soon David was able to get her to start letting him fuck her in the car. It was a wonderful feeling to have his cock pumping into her pussy and when he shot his load she orgasmed every time. Debbie bought her own dildo and when she would get home in bed she would often give herself another orgasm till she was finally ready to sleep. Rubbing it on her clit and pushing it deep into her cunt was not as good as having David inside her but it was good enough to get her off, especially while thinking about having a real cock in her. A month or so went by, full of wonderful fucking and sucking. Sometimes they would go to lover’s lane and other times to David's house. He lived with his dad but she had never seen him. David liked to do things like blindfold her and tie her up loosely. He liked to spank her lightly and bite her nipples. Debbie found that his little perversions really turned her on and gave her stronger orgasms. Debbie was in love and looking forward to the time when they were married and could fuck morning and night anytime they wanted. One night they were at David's house. David had Debbie lay over a small table and he tied her arms and legs to the table legs, a little tighter than usual this time. David was slowly fucking her face. She could now take it all the way down her throat without gagging. David calmly said, "Debbie, I want you to let my dad join us." Debbie was shocked and shook her head no. She could not answer with his cock in her mouth. He took her by the chin and shook her head up and down. Debbie glared at him and tried to get his cock out of her mouth without success. She thought about biting him but was afraid that he might hit her. "OK Dad, come on in." David's dad John came into the room naked. Debbie wiggled and tried, with no luck, to get loose. John was almost 50. He had a pretty big beer belly and was about half bald. His cock was already erect. It was about the same 6 inches long as David's but it was a little thicker. David pulled out of her mouth and stepped back. Debbie shouted, "Let me loose. I want to leave. I don't want to do this. Keep away." John stepped in front of Debbie's face with his cock in his hand and pushed it towards her mouth. Debbie kept her mouth shut tightly. John held her nose shut till she had to open her mouth to breath and then he shoved his hard cock down her throat all at once. He grabbed two hands full of Debbie's hair and fucked her face hard, fast and deep. She wanted to bite it off but did not dare. Meanwhile David went around to the back, got between her tied open legs and shoved his cock hard into her cunt. David and his dad got into a rhythm so each was shoving his cock hard into her at the same time. As mad as she was she found herself building to a huge orgasm. It hit her hard and she yelled out around John's mouth fucking cock. She almost passed out, and as she slumped the guys pulled out and switched ends. John picked up a bottle of baby oil that he had put on the end table, poured some in his hand and rubbed in up and down in Debbie's ass crack. He pushed one lubed finger into her asshole. Debbie had never had anything in her ass and was afraid. "Stop, don't do that." David slapped her face pretty hard and shoved his cock into her throat. As he did that, John rubbed some of the baby oil on his cock, lined it up with her asshole and shoved his cock all the way home with one push. The pain was intense and she screamed around David's cock but he just shoved it in further. A brief thought came to her of her father splitting firewood with a wedge and a sledgehammer. They fucked her ass and throat hard and fast. The more her ass was fucked the less pain there was and it was being replaced with pleasure. John came first with David close behind. David usually liked to come with just the head of his cock in her mouth so his cum filled her mouth. She would show it to him before she swallowed it. Sometimes he would kiss her sharing his cum. This time he came with his rod deeply in her throat so his cum shot straight into her belly. They pulled out and David backed away. John came around in front and shoved his cum and shit covered cock into her mouth. She was in shock and did as he said when he told her to clean his cock. As John's cock deflated in Debbie's mouth he told David to go get Denver. John pulled out and Debbie just laid tied on the table and cried. A minute later David came back into the room with a big dog on a leash. Debbie did not know much about dogs. She just knew that this was a big male dog. David said, "This is Denver". It never crossed her mind that her might have been brought in to fuck her, till he was lead over to her crotch where he proceeded to start licking her crack. She wiggled her ass trying to get him to lose contact and yelled for them to get him away but his long rough tongue went deep along her slit and rubbed over her clit causing an electric feeling shock to race through her body. After a little of this John went around behind and pulled Denver away. He lifted the dog's front paws up onto the table on either side of Debbie's waist. "No, No, No, Get him away from me. Get that fucking dog down." The dogs hot slimy cock made contact with her and started rubbing up and down her ass crack trying to find the entrance to this bitches cunt. John pulled him down again and he brought him to the front and put his paws up on the table. "We want you to get a good look at Denver's cock before he fucks you." It was right in front of her face and it was huge. It must have been almost a foot long and as big around as her wrist. It was bright red and pointed at the end and it was just dripping of pre-cum. "Put it in your mouth." John said. "No fucking way." yelled Debbie. John hit her hard on the ass. "Put it in your mouth." "No." John hit her again. Debbie opened her mouth and David shoved Denver forward. Debbie felt her lips going around the dog cock. It was hotter than a human's cock and slimy. His per-cum leaked from the tip, almost in a steady stream and it tasted awful. Denver started to fuck her mouth but John pulled him down and took him to her back again and helped him up on the table and guided his monster cock to her cunt hole. Denver plowed deep into her with the first push. He was huge and it hurt like hell. Debbie screamed but David and John just smile and said "Good dog, fuck your bitch." Denver slammed harder and faster than either of the men had ever done. Soon Debbie felt something slamming against the outside of her fuck hole. She had seen dogs fuck before and she knew that it was his knot. She hoped that he could not get it into her but soon he forced the almost orange sized ball into her wildly stretched cunt and kept fucking. She half passed out from the pain of the stretching and the pounding of her cervix by the huge dog cock. Then Denver came. Huge spurts of almost scalding hot dog cum filled her belly. Not much leaked out because the knot was keeping it sealed in. John cut the ropes holding Debbie to the table. Denver tried to pull out but they were stuck tight till his knot went down. Denver turned so that they were ass to ass and dragged her off the table by the cunt. Debbie fell to the floor. She tried to pull loose but there was no chance yet. They lay there for about 10 minutes till Denver's knot went down enough to slip out of Debbie. When it did a gush of dog cum poured out of the dog fucked girl's pussy. Denver turned and licked it up and licked her pussy clean. The dog went over to the corner of the room and laid down licking himself. Debbie just lay there unable to move. David came over and with his foot rolled Debbie onto her stomach. "I haven't fucked her ass yet" he said to his dad. David got down between her legs and shoved his cock into ass. It went in easily as her ass was still lubricated and stretched by his father's cock. Debbie never moved or made a sound. After David came in her ass he picked her up and carried her to John's king sized bed where they put her between them and gentle kissed and petted the motionless girl. David whispered in her ear, "Debbie, in the morning I'll help you get your things so you can move in here with us. Welcome to the family." . 906

Some of you asked for an incident that I was caught in whilst babysitting with any kids? That has happened before. (All names have been changed so I don't get in trouble) As some of you may have read in the previous one, me and my girl (Jenny) now have such a better relationship and sex life, now that we fuck whoever we want. But this incident I haven't told her... I was just 17 at the time, just having passed my driving test, I was driving all over the place. However driving my little car, was costing me an arm and a leg. I started to stop using my car so irrationally just to save on fuel, and asked my neighbours if I could catch a lift with them. As my last story explained, my house is in the middle of two milfs and I tried them first to get a lift. I tried Mrs Jacobs, but she was unsure because she would have to go out of her way... But Caroline (Mrs Smith) was more than happy, so long as I babysat her 3 boys every Tuesday when she did body blitz at the local gym. This was a golden opportunity as her husband was often away with work on Tuesdays. I agreed, and I would babysit every Tuesday, and try to fuck her as quickly as possible. As I left her house to go back to mine, I could feel my tight jeans filling around my crotch area. I thought it must have been from watching Caroline strut around in her sweat sodden sports bra and hot pants, but as I walked out of the door, it stopped. I turned round and caroline winked at me, to suggest she had been feeling my package as I had hugged her! I couldn't take advantage of this, because her hubby was home. The following week I had lifts to college from this milf, staring at her beautiful C cup breasts through the wing mirrors, being caught the odd few times too. Tuesday came round, and after I came back from a particularly hard day at college, I showered, shaved my 8 inch cock and wore my best aftershave. Walking over to Caroline's house, I couldn't stop thinking about a fantasy I had have about bending her over their kitchen counter, and fucking Caroline deep. But when I got there, she wasn't in her incredibly tight and suggestive gym kit, but a medium length floaty dress, tight on her ass and boobs, with high red heels. She opened the door, and tried to lie some accuses. But throughout, I could just her start to stare at my growing young crotch and she started to bite her lips. I gave her a look of "seriously?" Annd I asked whether her hubby was around because I 'needed to ask him something'. I don't really, just needed to know whether he was around. He wasn't. She lead me into the kitchen and made a drink, and asked me about college. Asking me how I had been getting on and where I wanted to go to Uni. All quite normal. So then I genuinely asked about her family, she responded with "The boys are okay, but chris has been really off with me lately. He hasn't touched me in ages". With this hot milf infront of me, obviously gagging for a cock, all I could response with was, "Oh no, how come? I mean you're beautiful!" She blushed and said she didn't know, but suggested that he may have been cheating on her. I took a step towards her and grabbed her petite ass. She was very taken back, but looked like she enjoyed it. She was only 5,4" (a whole foot shorter than me) but with these heels, it felt like a lot less of a difference. She immediately started to grope and feel my cock and balls through my jeans. Which made my dick so hard, so quickly. She started to toss my ever growing cock through my jeans, I started to make her moan by lifting up her dress and groping her ass. I started to kiss her neck. She made the first move by practically ripping my t-shirt off, and flung it across the room. Purring, she moved her hand slowly down my chest towards my pants. Unbuckling my pants, I started to take her bra off and g-string too. Passing it through her heels, I noticed she had creamed all over her thong. I tried my luck, and slipped my middle finger between her ass cheeks and into her asshole, she let out an orgasmic moan that could have made me dump my load all over her dress and kitchen floor. Keeping my finger fucking her ass, she bent over and released my cock. It slapped her in the face, and she swallowed it whole. Wow. No one had ever managed to deep throat my dick before, this was amazing. Her silky warm lips wrapped around my big cock, and stroked all the way down coking her milf mouth. She cupped my balls with the other hand and started to massage me. I started to move my hips in synchronisation with her hot mouth swallowing my dick, and I could feel my cock pulsate in her mouth. This turned her on more, and she sucked my cock hard to drain it of my young cum which exploded all over her hot mouth after she had gone to her knees and used her hands to toss me off. My load landed on her face in 3 big shots. "Mmm, I've been wanting that for a while" she said. I could feel the cold metallic feel of her wedding ring stroke my young cock whilst she cleaned my cum on her face up. She led me by my cock into the lounge along a long corridor. I stopped half way, and she seemed disappointed. Being a small petite woman, she was easy pick up- so I grabbed her ass to pull up against the wall and we kissed passionately up against the wall. I could feel my flaccid cock grow against her wet and warm pussy. She seemed a little more happy as she grabbed my long dick to slip into her mature pussy. It was the weirdest feeling I've ever had, it was like I had imagined fucking a glory hole was like! In the dark, up against a wall with a whore taking my long young cock and screaming too! "Aghh! Scott, fuck you're soo deep! I can't be too loud, the kids will hear! Mmmm" she struggled to hushed into my ear. Hearing my balls slap against her wet and hungry asshole just turned me on more, so I fucked her deeper and harder. I could feel her long red nails dig into my back and scrap along my neck- I knew I was hitting a spot. "Mummy, what are you doing..?" Came a quiet and cute voice from my left- immediately the passion was gone. She hoped of my dick, leaving it soaked in her cum and stiff. "Come with me Michael, mummy's just showing Scott around our house" she said innocently taking her 4 year old back up the stairs. I know it was bad of me, but I couldn't help but start to stroke my hard cock as I watched her perky ass move as she walked along the now lit corridor. It was perfect, something I was desperate to cover in cum! As she returned back down the stairs, she looked ready to send me out of the door. But She came down the stairs seductively in a silk red dressing gown her husband had brought for her. It looked as soon as she saw my thumping wet dick, she but her bottom lip, and took my hand to lead me to the conservatory. She lay on the sofa and whispered "come and duck me scott, I want you" with a cheeky wink, I was quickly ontop of her. Somehow she managed to get my long cock into her wide pussy and the wet sensation just made me gyrate my hips deep into her experienced pussy. Gasping, she grabbed my hand and placed it on her milf tit, so I could grope it and release it from her loosing dressing gown. Contracting around my thick young cock, I could feel here sweet milf pussy climax and cum all over my dick. She screamed "Scott I'm cumming, fuck me- fuck me!" Suddenly I felt my thighs soaked in her spray... After she had been rubbing her experienced clit, hard. As soon as my cock was squeezed out of her tightening pussy, she sprayed al over the sofa. After letting out the loudest orgasmic sound I have ever heard, she grabbed my cock and dug her long nails into my ass and started to finger my ass hole. I could feel my cock fill quickly with hot, salty cum. She finger fucked my ass hitting gspot hard and as soon as she started to do this and suck my bell end- I unloaded my hot stream all over her mature face. Load after load, I let my cum down her eye lids, lips and tongue. She managed to swallow all of my salty cum, and the whole of my thick dick down her petite throat. She looked up at me with my cock in her mouth, winked and slapped my ass. Part two, to come...

My kind readers, I apologize for such a hiatus. I hope this tale makes it up to you! Little Red Riding Hood The creepy story parents tell their children growing up about some little girl in a red cloak and a scary wolf that pretends to be her grandmother because he - ahem - eats her, is wrong. It's dead wrong, for one, to tell children about a grandmother being eaten in any way whatsoever, physical or innuendo. And second, I'm Little Red, and the bastards totally messed up my story. Let me set the record straight. My name's actually Lily, but I'm 5' 1" and have dark auburn hair that I tuck under my favorite red hoodie, so I've earned the nickname Little Red. Yes, they got the hood part right. I'm not a little girl, I'm actually perfectly legal in all respects, though barely. No, I wasn't going to visit grandma, I lied. I told my mom that because I was going to fool around with my boyfriend and then go see my friend Molly. Yes, I lied, okay? Get over it. That's what happens when you have to come home from college for the summer and mum and pops can't accept their little girl likes to fu--… well you know what I mean. That's the real story. The End. What? Yes, there was a wolf. No, not that kind of wolf. What the hell type of story are you looking for?? … Fine, I'll tell the whole thing from the beginning. At least the story will finally be corrected. I woke up on Saturday around 10. I had just had an amazing dream. My boyfriend, a park ranger (No, he wasn't a huntsman, where the hell do people get this shit from?), was working not far from my home, and my dream had made me insanely horny. Let's just say it involved me bent over a stump and getting thoroughly in touch with nature. I got dressed quickly - a white tank top, jean-mini skirt, and my red hoodie - and pulled on my knee high black combat boots to make it through the woods. While getting dressed, I can hear the news on the television that my parents have on in the other room: "Police are reporting a large uptick in home invasions of woman who are living by themselves. Though the victims have been cooperating with police, the police noted that the calls to dispatch always originate from neighbors who reporting strange, loud noises coming from the residences. We have here a composite sketch of a man, nicknamed by police as The Wolf, seen leaving these residences, and if you see this man, do not engage with him in any manner. Please call the police immediately at -" My eyes are glued to the television screen, so I start when it's turned off suddenly. "Oh, sorry, honey, didn't realize you were watching that!" my mom says. "Headed somewhere?" "Yea, it's okay, mom. I'm just going to go visit grandma really quickly. I know she'd like someone to help her out with her iPad syncing issues." "That's really sweet of you! I'm sure she'll be happy to see you. Be home for supper!" I grimace inwardly. It's totally like being 10 again, but worse because, well, I'm not 10! But then again, I'm also not stupid enough to turn down home cooking. Gotta get the calories to keep this athletic, toned body running, right? Where was I? Oh yeah, so that Wolf guy. He was fucking hot. Broad shoulders, dark hair that was just long enough for me to grab and tug, and I'm betting a huge … ego to match. Ah well. I walk down the street into the large park that separates our house from Molly's apartment. It's a good mile to 2 miles wide, and it's pretty dense in some parts. Luckily, I've taken this route a number of times. I continue deeper, knowing I have only a few more feet before I reach where I promised to meet Peter. I see our clearing and take a seat on the stump that made itself a main focal point in my dream. Waiting for Peter, I can't help but get a little impatient. Five minutes is way too long when a girl's already raring to go! I can't help but slide my fingertips up my thighs, tickling the delicate skin there before teasingly dragging them between my legs. I'm so turned on it hurts, and I begin to rub harder and faster through my panties, anticipating Peter's imminent arrival. I get close to cumming, but try hard to hold out for Peter. A rustle in the bushes interrupts my playing. I stop, listening. Nothing. "… Peter?" Still nothing. A few seconds later, I hear obvious footsteps, and see Peter enter our clearing. His blonde hair shines in the sun, and his green eyes go straight to my hand that hasn't moved from between my legs. "Started without me, huh?" "Couldn't help it, babe," I say, grinning. He kneels by the stump and pulls me towards him. Pulling my red mesh boyshorts to the side, he begins to lick me. Well, tries to. Peter, for all his other talents, cannot eat a pussy to save his life. Sure, it feels good, but I'm not about to cum on his face from his haphazard flicks. To distract him from his futile task, I pull him up to his feet and sit him on the stump. Taking his 7 inch cock out of his pants, I begin to show him what real tongue action is. I slowly lick up his shaft, rubbing my tongue against the underside of the head of his dick. Sucking greedily on the head, I work my hands up and down the length, reaching to play with his balls to earn extra moans of approval. His hips flinch up into my mouth; he's not big on lasting long when I suck his cock. Taking his entire length into my mouth, I let the tip hit the back of my throat, and slowly suck my way back up to the top. "AAaahhhhhh FUCK YES," he groans, his hands tightly wound in my hair. I feel him cum - two, three shots - and then he relaxes back on the stump, completely satisfied. I consider how long I have to be polite before demanding my own pleasure. "Perhaps I should just start playing by myself again," I wonder. Then, I hear his radio buzz. "Ranger 741, come in." "Shit!" he mutters, pulling his pants almost back up. "Ranger 741 to headquarters." "We've got reports of the home invasion suspect being on the North end of the park. We're requesting all rangers to report for the manhunt." "Got it. On my way." He stands and zips up quickly. I sit in disbelief. "Seriously? SERIOUSLY?! I'm so fucking hor-" He covers my mouth. "I know. Horny. Go to Molly's. I'll meet you there after work. They've got eyes on this guy at the other end of the park. Just get there quick and text me when you're there so I know you're okay." I sulk. Pout. Not so adult, but hell, everyone has their moments. He takes off in the other direction, and I begin the few minutes walk to Molly's apartment. Molly's my best friend since grade school. We're damn near sisters. In fact, we always joke if we had to be in a threesome, we'd pick each other because we at least know each other's skill level. Not through experience!- just through talking to one another about our escapades. Her building is brand new, and she's the only person on her floor until the other apartments are rented. I wish I had the money to move next door, I think, as I ascend the stairs to her apartment. Considering my current living situation, it may be worth the money to move out. Maybe I could talk Peter into- I reach Molly's floor and feel my ears twitch at the sounds coming down the hallway. Moaning, but not "HELP I'M DYING" moaning. More like, "OH GOD DON'T STOP" moaning. "Mmmmmmm oohhhh yesss. Ohhh fuck. FUCK YESSSS." As I get closer, I realize it's definitely Molly. We shared a dorm our first year of college. Trust me, I know how the girl sounds when she's getting off. Figuring she has a gentleman caller, I prepare to wait outside. I notice, though, that the door to her apartment is ajar. Well, that's weird. They've must've been so horny they forgot to close the door. I grab the door handle and something makes me stop. For being so horny, they sure didn't leave a trail of clothes. And the door handle seems a little scratched up… I walk in and softly close the door. If it is just a gentleman caller, I'll know his face. Molly's not that big a slut that I don't know who she's got in rotation. Crawling, I make my way down the hall to her bedroom, where the noises are coming from. The door's cracked slightly, and I can see the bottom edge of her bed. She's laying spread eagle on her back, tits pulled out of her bra, shorts pulled aside, and a dark head between her legs - judging from the sounds she's making, he's doing a damn good job. I watch, entranced. I figure, well, the longer I watch, the more likely I'll be able to ID the guy as, "That guy from the subway with hipster shades," or "that guy from the bar who had a huge dick and a tattoo on his -" The guy looks up at her, watching her pleasure as he runs his tongue up the length of her pussy. That's… that's not anyone I know. Or it is, but it's.. it's the Wolf. The guy from the news. His shirtless back ripples with muscle, his biceps bulge with the hours he's spent in the gym (or perhaps just holding down wildly flailing woman against his mouth) fingers gently grasping her writhing thighs as he sucks like a leech to her glistening cunt. She grinds her pussy against his lips, "YES YES YES OHHHH FFFUUUCCCKKKKK." I can't help myself. I know, I know I should've called the cops, but can you really blame me? My hot friend is getting eaten out - and damn well, I might add - by an equally hot, though possibly criminal, guy. I kneel on the floor, eyes stuck on the scene in front of me. My hands wander between my legs and find the soaking wet spot Peter failed to satisfy earlier. Rubbing the mesh against my clit, I feel my breathing change. My eyes become heavier as I feel my nipples harden in my red bra. My juices are leaking between my fingers, I feel myself getting closer, my breathing become more ragged and judging by the sudden silence I hear, a little louder than I anticipated. It takes two strides for the Wolf to cross the room from the bed to the door. Caught like a deer in the headlights, I freeze. A huge bulge, at perfect suck height, is in my face, but it's attached to a wanted man who has my friend's cum smeared across his face. He stands there, not moving, taking in the glint of light that reflects from my shiny fingers, still trapped outside of my begging pussy. I see his hands move in my peripheral vision. I don't dare move, I barely breath. Molly is passed out on the bed, obviously spent from whatever insane climax he's just given her. He seems pretty pissed to have been left out. A zipper comes down. I hear each metal tooth as it slides apart. A massive cock appears before me. Easily 9 inches or more and as thick as my wrist. If I could come just from seeing it, I would've. He steps just barely forward. Nothing's forcing me to cross the mere inches that separates us, not even his hands that are gently wrapped in my long hair. He doesn't push, just waits. It's like he knows I can't resist. I wrap my lips around the head, and slide forward, taking as many inches as possible into my warm mouth. He groans, a low, guttural sound, as I slide my hands up to grab his ass and pull him deeper. "Yesss.." he hisses, and begins to pull out. I hold him close, so he laughs, "Like that dick, don't you, you cute thing?" He begins to move his hips, fucking my mouth gently at first, trying to fit more into its wet warmth. I lap down the length of his shaft, my right hand gently massaging his balls. He groans again, his movements becoming faster, one of his hands dropping down to tweak a hard nipple that he pushes past my bra to find. I slide my hand down to my pussy, determined to finally cum, but he stops moving, and snatches my hands above my head. Trapping them against the door jam, he resumes his fucking, his right hand alternating between cradling the back of my head and sliding down the side of my face to tweak and caress each tit. He licks his thumb and forefinger, then reaches to tease each nipple to full hardness, which isn't hard to do now that he's pulled my top and bra down below my breasts. He slides his fingers up and down each one in the rhythm of his fucking. My pussy is now so turned on just the slightest breeze could send me over the edge. I feel his balls contract, and he releases my hands, both of his going to tug on my nipples that he's teased to extreme hardness. He tugs as he cums, a growl escaping his lips as his pumps his seed into my mouth. I grab his ass to keep him deep in my throat, swallowing greedily. I don't have time to sit back and relax my tired knees. He scoops me up over a shoulder and carries me to the bed. Molly is still out, so he shoves her up towards the headboard and over, placing me with my knees bent over the end of the bed, my ass nearly hanging off. I shiver, anticipating his tongue, but I feel something around my wrists. A necktie - I recognize it as one of the many Molly keeps for this oddly similar purpose- is wrapped around my wrists and tied to others that link it to the post of the bed. Another goes around my eyes, and I suddenly become fearful he's going to hurt me for seeing his face. The room is silent. My pussy pulsates, still wanting his wet, hot tong- "OH GOD!" I scream out as I feel him make contact. It's exactly as I envisioned, flat against my clit and gently rubbing back and forth, granting the sweet pleasure I've been craving. The tip flicks beneath my clit to tease my wet hole, leaking more juice that I can ever remember making for anyone, let alone Peter. He then slides the entire length into me, pulling out just long enough to circle my lips, flicking my throbbing button before thrusting again and again into my tight depths. I'm trembling with pleasure, my legs wrapped tight around his head, moaning unintelligible syllables, "OOhhhffuckkkyeahgawddontstopooohhhhhhfffuckkkkkYESYESYESYES." He begins to suck on my clit, trapping the little nub between his wet lips and sliding a thick finger into my sweet hole, refusing to let go for all of my bucking. His left hand rubs my breast, his fingers rubbing my nipple like it was a little clit he was trying to jerk off. I cum hard - "YES OH FUCK YESSSSS" and realize his hips are slapping against the bed as he can't resist the fucking motion, so turned on by my delicious taste. He rips the tie from my eyes, and I blink in the sudden brightness. He looms over me, his abs flexing in exertion as he pants, his dick pulsing with desire. I spread my legs wide, and shake my hips, teasing and taunting. He watches my lewd display, my gaping cunt luring him into probably more than he bargained for. He then grins, an idea forming his head. He gently flips my friend Molly onto her stomach, and tied like me, he gently maneuvers her hips - right over my face. She smells like great sex, and though I try to turn my head, I can't escape her mound against my cheek. I hear him laughing as I struggle, and feel the head of his cock teasingly poke nether lips. I turn my head and my lips are trapped against her sweet smelling clit. I wiggle them, telling myself I'm just trying to see if she's still alive. I hear a faint moan, and her hips grind gently once against my soft mouth. As if to reward me, I feel the head of his dick enter the very beginning of my pussy. He groans at the tightness, and I can almost hear him wondering if he can hold out against my tightness. I wiggle my lips again, and Molly groans, her hips flexing again against my mouth. I slide my tongue out, and take a quick lick of her clit. She moans, and grinds harder against my tongue. As he sees my tongue flick her hole between her legs, the Wolf pushes his massive cock into my waiting pussy. It causes me to moan, which makes me open my mouth wider and causes more of Molly pussy to be engulfed in my warm lips. She moans in conjunction and begins to hump my wet lips. I slide what I can of my tongue into her hole, her clit rubbing my lips and tongue in rhythm of the giant cock that slides in and out of my aching pussy. He speeds up fucking me, and I can feel every sweet inch of friction tease my wet lips. I feel another wet tongue join mine against Molly's delicious cunt, and a large finger works its way into her throbbing pussy. She groans and grinds against our tongues, mine trapped against her clit as she rides the Wolf's finger. His thumb circles my clit in reward and pinches each nipple when the thought crosses his mind Trapped in ecstasy, I'm not sure how quickly time passes, but I know it doesn't take very long for Molly to grind her way to orgasm on my tongue. I feel her pussy begin to twitch against our intertwined tongues, knowing his finger is getting the massage of a very tight, wet cunt that rivals the pussy on his dick. Her juices coat my face, and I feel a flood of my own juices pool on the hard dick that thrusting again and again into me. Speaking of that pussy-my pussy-his slow push and retract has upgraded into hard and fast fucking, his fingers rubbing my clit and making my cunt tighten around his massive cock. I cum hard, my orgasm stifled against Molly's inner thigh, and he feels it ripple through his dick. He latches onto my tit, sucking my nipple hard as he thrusts even harder and faster, finally cumming again with a growl. I fade in and out of consciousness, but I never lose the sense of his body still on - and in - mine and well as Molly's thigh against my cheek. He stands, not pulling out. From my nearly-blocked view, I can see him grinning. He begins to thrust again, as if to start the party all over, I begin to roll my hips, not ready to give up these incredible dick, even if it means eating my best friend's pussy. A door opens and closes. We both freeze. I break out into a cold sweat. I never texted Peter I had arrived, and he said he'd meet me here after work. What time is it?! Footsteps down the hall. We're trapped in the back bedroom. Surely, Peter appears. The shock on his face is easy to read, even as blinded as I am with Molly laying across me. I can only image what he sees. His girlfriend, tied to a bed with a wanted man's huge dick buried in her pussy, and her best friend naked, leaking pussy dangerously close to her lips... "What.. WHAT THE FUCK?!" "Um.. hi." So that's my story. What? Want to know what else happened? How Peter reacted? Did the Wolf just fuck me in front of him and show him how it should be done? Did Molly wake up and tell both of them to get the fuck out so her and I could just enjoy each other? Well, I'm tired. Hopefully, you've rubbed a couple out and have plenty more for me to finish my story later. Trust me, I like to finish.

So, to start off, me and my older brother were very close to each other even before the stuff we are doing now. My family is very big, and our house is not really small, but not a huge one, so we had to sleep 2 in each room. I've got 4 sisters and a brother. And since I know that I exsit I've been sleeping with my brother in our bed. I've always considered my brother sexy and always had this like male crush on him, I don't know.. So the things started to heat up when I was about 14 and he was 15. Now, I'm 15 and he's 16. So, one night I was just laying on the bed and playing games on my laptop and he was out with his girlfriend and later that night at about 11-11:30pm he came into our room and sat beside me and started crying like rain. I really didnt know what was with him and asked him if he was OK. He said that he wasn't OK because his girlfriend dumped him. I was in chock. They were like meant to be together. Than I started cheering him up and saying that he'll get a new girlfriend and that It'll be allright. But deep iside my mind, I had this thought saying: "Yes, finally..." Now, I didn't really do anything and I just dismissed the fact that I just might be gay... I asked him if I could do anything to make him feel better and he siad that he'd like a can of cola but only if I would drink with him. Since I was thirsty and I wanted to cheer up my brother I waent to the kitchen got the cans and went back to our room. Later that night, we stared plaing games and It felt like he was gonna get over it. Since it was very late we went to bed and fell asleep. Later that night, I heared my brother crying in sleep and calling his girlfriend's name. I really didn't know what to do. It seemed that he was going crazy about their break up. So I tried to wake him up I reached over to his side and softly shook him, but my hand, since it was hot and my hands got sweaty, slipped off of his arm and somehow, I really don't know how, ended up on top of his boxers. :O I felt his penis and I felt that my buddy jumped up than my bro woke up and saw me on top of him and my hand on his boxers. He said: "What are you doing?" I calmly said: "You were crying in sleep and calling Rayna's name so I tried to wake you up and my hand slipped off of your arm." And he said: "I really did that." I just nodded my head to confirm. He sat on the bed and so did I, and he gave me a peck on my cheek saying: "Aky, you're the best broher anyone could have". Aky is my nickname, From Alexander.. I just blushed and didn't say anything. I thought that he was just being so sad. I really didn't think of anything.. Than we talked for a minute or two and went back to bed. In the morning I woke up just after him and I saw him getting ready for school. "Man, he's hot !" I thought. He was just in his boxers and you could see the outline of his crotch. I couldn't stop myself from fantasizing about him the next morning. Than, next, week, my oldest sister turned 18 and we had a party and me and my brother got a little drunk-ish... When the party ended, at about 5-6am, we went to our room, but it was so hot in there so we couldn't sleep. We played truth or dare. And after a little I choose dare. Oh the joy... He dared me to take my boxers off and give them to him, since I was tired and a litle drunk-ish I stood up, took them of and gave them to him... He could clearly see my crotch and he said: "Wow. I didn't think that you grew that big." And yeah, my crotch was big, now it's grown 2 more inches, I'm almost 9 inches.. Than it was his turn to pick and he picked truth. I was kinda disapointed because I thought that he'd pick dare, but I came with my little dirty evil plan for a question,and I asked him: "So, If I asked you to take off your boxers and give them to me, would you do that?" He said: "Hell yeah I'd do." Than I started being pushy... I said: "Go on then, do it." So he did it. I was amazed by the size of his crotch. I was in awe. I said: "Yeah. Mine's big, but your's even bigger." He laughed and said: "Don't worry, with a little practise we'll get your's big too." Than it came to me, he wants to have sex with me.. So after a couple of rounds, things got heated. He was always picking dare from now on. So did I. Than he dared me to jerk him off. I didn't stand a shance and jumped right to the job. It was amazing. I could see his cock getting bigger and bigger. There was just enough moonlight so that I could see his cock in it's full glory. Man that thing was huge... Than I dared him to jerk me off at the same time. We were laying on bed jerking eachother's heads off.. Than, he said: "Would you like a taste of me ?" And I went full steam ahead and sucked his big cock dry. He was so big that it was hard for me to take it all in. He got his hands on my head and stared guiding my gead deeper and deeper. I gaged on his cock a couple of times, but I got the rythm. He came right into my mouth and my mouth was full of his creamy sauce. It tasted great. As soon as I swallowed the first portion the second portion came in and my mouth was full again I swallowed and than he said: "OK, you made me feel great, now it's time for me to make you feel great." I was in heaven. He was sucking my head off. Shortly after, I came like never before. I was shaking and shivering out of pleasure. I kissed him on the cheek and said: "You are the best, bro. Good night." He said goodnight too. When we woke up in the morning and when we came back to Earth, I first said: "What the fuck were we doing last night ?!" He looked at me and said: "You know, we should do this more often." I was like: "But, but.. It's wrong..." He cheered me up: " No it's not. It's just in your head." We went down to get breakfast. My second oldest sister looked at us and said: "Hey, lovebirds, what would you like for breakfst, I'm making pancakes." I said: "What, lovebirds ?!" She looked and tme and told me: " Aky, don't play with me, I heard you two last night." I frooze in shock. How did she hear us.. Oh-My-God... We're gonna get busted... I told her to never tell anyone about what she heard and she laughed and said: "Hey, shorties, don't worry, I won't tell anyone" She calls us shorties because when we were younger we both were very short, but now we grew tall, but the nickname shorties stayed. I couldn't wait for the nighttime to come. But the day was going slow, I felt like it would never end... Than, my mom took my sisters out for shopping and she wanted me and my bro to come too, but we didn't, we got an excuse and when they were just about to leave, my sister said: "You two, have fun with yourselves." Ben, my brother, said "Hellz yea we'll do." I looked at him and said: "Dude, stop..." So, we went to our backyard pool and swimmed naked in the pool it was hot outside and the water was warm and it was great swimming naked, you could feel every wave on your crotch. It was amazing. Than, I got out of the water and layed on the beach chair next to our pool naked like that. Than not long, I felt my brother's hand plaing with my balls and as fast as you can say crackers my crotch was erect and he started to suck me. Wen we finnished he said. "We'll have sex tonight, if you want, that is." I said: "Yes, I'd like to try it out." Thank you for reading part 1 of my story. Part 2 is coming very soon, probably tomorrow.

My wife doesn't like anal sex. We tried it years ago and it was too painful for her. Even though I have never tried to do it again, I have always secretly wanted to. And I got my chance, although not the way I thought I would. One morning while we were at the table eating breakfast my wife, Kat, told me, "My sister and her two girls are flying in this weekend and staying the week. John (Her husband) was going deep sea fishing with his buddies and she did not want to stay home alone for the week. " I looked at her and groaned miserably. My sister-in-law and I get along great the farther away she is from me and I do not have to talk to her. She is always complaining about something stupid, and because of her OCD, she is constantly yelling at her two girls (Who don't need to be yelled at as they are great kids to begin with). I already was starting to get a migraine just thinking about it. I looked at her and said, "You are going to owe me." She look at me with her whatever look and got up from the table to clean up from breakfast. The weekend came too quickly. And of course her flight was late and when they got off the plane at 10 o'clock at night, they were miserable due to sitting on the plane and not eating since lunch. As they were walking towards us, I could feel my anxiety level rising, so I tried to think about something that would ease my oncoming pain. Sex. Yes thinking about sex usually would do it. My mind wondered off thinking of how many times I could get sex this week for payment of dealing with this situation. I was thinking of different sexual positions I would put my wife in, and if I could get her to cum in each one. I was getting a semi-hard on, when I realized my shin was in pain. "Honey!, Aren't you going to take their luggage?" "I will, but you did not need to kick me!" "Well you were in la-la land and were not listening." I trailed behind the group, carrying their luggage, still nursing the bruise on my shin. Looking forward, my wife and her sister were in the lead, gabbing away, while the older of her daughters was holding the little ones hand. I started to zone out, fixing my gaze on my wife's tight and firm ass. MAN she looks as good from the back side as the front. Because of all the noise in the airport, it actually drowned out my sister-in-laws annoying voice. I stared at her back side, and started to compare both of their assests. If you could take the annoying attitude away, my sister-in-law actually was pleasant to the eyes. She is three years older than my wife, but a few inches shorter. Although they were athletes in high school and college, my wife still goes to the gym and tries to stay in shape. For a mid thirties mom who birthed two boys, she is still in great shape (Our boys stayed at my parents for the night because we did not have the room in the car to fit everyone and we knew we would be really late). My sister-in-law has not taken the same route. She hasn’t stayed in shape, though even with the few extra pounds, she still has a small hour glass shape. Definitely doable in my book, if she was muted, if you know what I mean. She is a little more voluptuous than my wife. Not to knock my wife’s tits, her nipples are always perky and waiting to be sucked on. My wife also still has her knock out legs. They are long and still muscularly thin. They both have long reddish blonde hair, my wife’s is curly and my sister-in-laws is straight. They both have gorgeous green eyes and small soft curved noses. I stared intently more at their assets and started wondering. What if…………. WHOAA there! I shook myself back to reality. I really have to control my imagination. My cock, on the other hand, did not care that I was day dreaming, and was at full attention in my pants. It was aching really bad, and I was thankful that I had some bags to cover it. The ride home was uneventful. The little ones were sound asleep. And my sister-in-law, Nichole, just doesn’t stop talking. She never shut up from the moment we got in the car, till the moment we got out. I brought the bags in, and went straight to our bedroom to bed. A little while later, my wife woke me when she was getting into bed. I asked, “They all settled in for the night?” She replied, “Yes.” I rolled over and laid my arm across her chest. I said, “Well, this week is already setting up to be really fun.” My wife noticed the sarcasm in my voice. “Give it a chance. You will be working during the week. Plus you can duck in your office or put on a movie in the living room and I will try to keep Nichole out.” As she was talking, I moved my right hand up to her earlobe and lightly was sliding my fingers up and down it. And I slowly slid my other hand down to massage her ass. Knowing where this was going, my wife said, “My sister is in the next room, probably not fully asleep. I think we should wait for another night.” I pinched that fine ass of hers and said, “You are not getting a choice this week. If she is here, I need some down time, and sex is the only remedy. Besides, she should understand that we can not be sexually active all week because she is here.” I leaned over and kissed her boob through her shirt, while slowly moving my hand from her ass to her pussy. “Alright, but we need to be quiet.”, she said softly. She leaned over and our lips slowly touched. We start to work our tongues across each others mouths, and wrestled them each time they met in the middle. I fully cupped her boob with my right hand and started to rotate my wrist around massaging it. I could feel her breathing change. She got up and mounted me. Slowly she took off her shirt to expose her great perky tits to me. Then she took her shorts off and sat up to my face, so her pussy was directly on top of my mouth. She reached over to grab the headboard for support, and slowly lowered herself down. before my tongue got to lick her clit, I could already feel the wetness coming from her pussy. I slowly moved my tongue up and down the folds of her pussy and flick her clit every time my tongue came to it. I could start to feel her body moving with the rhythm of my tongue. I reached up with both hands, each grabbing an awaiting boob. I slowly squeezed her nipples to see how ready she was. Her back arched slightly when I did (Her nipples are very sensitive to touch and if she is not on her way to cum, they hurt when they are squeezed or touched.). I buried my face into her neatly shaved pussy and sped up my tongue. She was starting to move her pelvis back and forth as if she was riding a horse. I squeezed both her nipples, and slowly started to pull them. Her head leaned way back causing her long hair to brush my cock and balls. She started to gyrate her hips violently, and her breathing was short and quick. I could feel a precursor of her cum getting ready to explode, so I engulfed her whole pussy into my mouth, and flicked her clit with my tongue in high speed. She arched back uncontrollably, the only thing saving her from falling was the death grip she had on the headboard. I squeezed her nipples hard and pulled. That sent her over the edge. She bit her tongue to keep her moaning down, and I was not able to say anything, as I was sucking on the wave of cum that was now flowing into my mouth. “Holly crap babe!!”, was all I could get out. She looked like she was in heaven. She looked down at me and smiled as she saw some of her cum gleaming in my beard from the pale light of the bathroom. She bent down and gave me a huge open mouth kiss, with her tongue going deep enough in my mouth to almost gag me. She slid down to kneel between my legs. She grabbed my cock in one hand, and my balls in another, and slowly started whacking me off and caressing my balls. She bend forward and slowly took the head of my cock between her lips, and started to go up and down my shaft. She has an unique way of using her mouth and hand to give me a blowjob and hand job at the same time. Her hand and mouth both are in the same rhythm up and down my cock giving me two different feelings and pressure which is indescribable. at the same time, her other hand is switching from caressing my balls and taking her finger and rimming my anus. I could feel myself getting closer to explode, so I start fucking her mouth. She does not like to swallow, so that is the sign that I am ready. She gave my cock one more kiss, stepped over me with one foot on each side of me. She grabbed the headboard for support, and lowered her wet, hungry pussy onto my throbbing awaiting cock. Using her bent legs, she started moving her body up and down. I reacted to this by matching her speed with my hips. Her slight moans were taking me over the brink. When she heard me moan, she picked up the speed, causing her to moan quicker and louder. “Honey, I am going to cum again.” she said as quiet as she could (Which was not very quite). We were slamming into each other now and soon she let out one long moan, which she immediately covered her mouth to muffle it, and I arched up, lifting her entire body up with me as I exploded in her and could not help or care about the loud moan I had to release. She used her other hand to cover my mouth. After a few more pumps, she laid down beside me barely able to catch her breath. “I sure hope my sister was asleep.” She said nervously. Looking at me with a playful grin, “So is my payment fulfilled for the week?” As I was rolling over to go to sleep, I muttered, “Not even close.”

i am a regular fourteen yearold boy i live in southern flordia. im in eightgrade and im not that good in school and i dont have many girlfriends. my mom is fifty and my dad moved away when i was five. my mom hasnt had sex since he left, at least that i know of. she is about twohundred pounds and about five feet five my mom is the type of woman that has the big boobs because she is overweight. she is about a E size bra.they are also the boobs that are verry saggy. my mother lost her job about five moths ago and we have been living on our savings account. after not paying the rent we had to resort to living on our car. my mom would sleep in the back seat and i would sleep in the front seat of our nineteen seventy voltswagon. we had to sell our explorer so that we could eat. it was in the middle of a hurricane and my mom was crying hystarically because she thought she was going to die once again. it was in the middle of the hurricane and we were in a field in the middle of nowhere in fourfeet of water and the car wouldnt start. it stopped raining and we both got out and pushed the car to the top of a hill. where we scooped the water out. now it was about two thrity in the morning and we were getting ready to sleep. my mom was crying and i was laying on top of her with my head on her boobs. i had my hand also on her nipple. she was wearing a nighgown and nothing else like always. her nipple was hard and i was rubbing it accidently. there was not alot of room on the back seat of a voltswagon. she stopped crying for a couple minutes and told me to rub the other one at the same time. i was really horny and i poped a woody and i was rubbing the inside of her theigh while i was still rubbing her nipples outside her shirt. then she just started flipping out and told me to stop and how wrong it was so i moved back up to my front seat and went to sleep. the next morning we went to a cheap neighborhood and tried to find a house with no one home. there was no power or water so we broke into a empty house that had a bath tub full of water for flushing the toilet. my mom wanted to take seprate baths but i said no because we had to make this fast. we she got naked while i was other room and got in the turned her head when i got in so that we did have to see each others expossd bodys. i was really horny from looking at the top of my moms back. it was a small bathtub so she was in the front and i was behing her with my chest towards her back. my mom was so worried about how we were going to make it through this hard time that she started cring. i gave her a hug but when i did it was a hug from the back so i ended up putting my arms around her boobs that here laying in her lap. i ended up moving my hands down towards her nipples and was rubbing them because i knew that she would like that. she put my hands more on her nipples more and made me more rub harder and harder. she was moaning just a little bit and i had the hardest woody on that i ever had and i was poking it into her but cheeks due to the way we were sitting. i was new to this so i ddint know what to due so i started to move my hand to her clit but she said not yet. she was verry hairy. since her boobs were alredy in her lap she put her hands on mine and moved my hands to her clit where she tought me how to rub her clit. i pushed my finger into her clit and it went right in. i knew she wanted it. we didnt say anything but she wanted to be fucked. she turned around so that we were facing eachother. she put her hands on the back of my head and pushed me to her clit where i had to go under water to attempt her eat her out. the water was so soapy and i couldnt hold my breath for long under the water so that didnt work so she laid back and i moved towards her to insert my minisubmarine into her port.it was only about five inches but she didnt care because she hhdnt seent it yet. i pushed into her but i missed her clit bit then i found the hole and started pumping. she was moaning, i was laying on her stomach with my face in her cheast. i was kissing her on the lips rapidly while rubbing both nipples. her boobs so big that i could get the biggest handfull and i just brought more pleasure to me. There was a noise in the other part of the house. we both stopped with a scared face on eachother faces. with my penis still in her we didnt make a sound.a yound mexican boy came into the bathroom and was totally shocked. he asked what we were doing in his house. my mother replied that his parents let us in and then responded by asking where his parents were. he threated us by telling his parents if we didnt get out of the tub. we both got out with a slight giggle at eachother body because we had never showed our bodys. the boy was about twelve years old and real short. he had a hard on in his pants. with us both naked sitting on the side of the tub he told my mom to suck his dick and i demanded that she didnt. he was furious and asked simply for a handjob in exchange for not telling his parents that were away at the neighbors trying to get their boat tied up. my mom agreed to the deal. we walked in the bedroom next to the bathroom that had carpet. we all got on the floor and started finishing the deal. he had a small penis mabe three and a half inches but she used her whole hand for his penis. he was completly naked now with me and my mom. i started fucking my mom again. she was having orgasms like it was nothing she had three. and i all these naked bodys were really turning me on, so i told my mom to suck his dick. he moved to a push up postion over her mouth. i was about to cum so moved up infront of my mom to the kids mouth where he sucked the cum out of out of my dick. then i sucked his dick untill he was done. me and my mom left the kid there naked. we left in our car.

Best Present Ever: Bitch Sister Note 1: A special thank you goes to the great people who read my story in advance and give me suggestions and point out errors (Julia...you will always be my pet and Greg...who has sparked a few new ideas for me). Note 3: As always, a special thank you goes to Estragon for his copy editing. You are a blessing!!! 1. PROLOGUE: HOME FOR CHRISTMAS My sister was a pain in the ass. She always had been and probably always would have been if she hadn't become my personal slut. For my whole life, I have had to deal with the fact that my sister was incredibly hot. Now it wasn't that I didn't know she was pretty, but I didn't see her that way for two reasons: 1. She was my sister and incest was morally wrong. 2. She was easily one of the most shallow and bitchiest girls I had ever known. While she got the looks, I got the brains. I graduated high school at sixteen and at twenty was in my last year of my college degree. Unfortunately, being smart doesn’t get you the chicks and I was a twenty-year-old virgin. I wasn't hideous looking; I was just the epitome of average. Yet, even though I could debate eloquently and with a vengeance, when I was face to face with a girl in a non-academic setting, my brain became mush and I became verbally impotent. That brings me to Christmas 2011. I came home from Harvard as I usually did during my Christmas break. Also, as usual, my younger sister, who just turned eighteen a couple weeks ago, razzed me, the moment she saw me, "So has my big brother finally got his cane polished?" My sister had been obsessed with my non-existent sex life for the past couple of years. She kept taunting me with uncomfortable questions like: "Do college girls spit or swallow, Matthew?" "Have you fucked some nerdy virgin yet, Matthew?" "Hey stud. Any luck munching cunt, Matthew?" Each question was dripping with sarcasm, as she already knew the answer. Like every other time, I ignored her blunt question, my face red with embarrassment, and walked away. I heard her call out, "Does big brother need some lessons?" I kept walking, frustrated that I let my slutty bitch of a sister get to me. In my room, on my laptop, watching porn (a daily or twice daily routine), I closed my eyes and my mind wandered to teaching my sister a lesson; turning off her aggressive bitchiness and making her my little fuck slut. I came all over myself fantasizing about my sister sucking my cock. Once spent, I pondered, was there some way to make this kinky fantasy a reality. 2. BREASTFED BY SISTER Next day, I had already been up for a few hours when Sandra finally staggered into the kitchen in a thin robe that barely contained her big breasts. She saw me staring at her and asked, shocking me, "Is big brother getting hard checking out his little sister?" Rattled by the seductive tone and the undeniable evidence growing in my pants, I stammered, "S-S-Sandra, stop it." Her smile dripped with a perversion I often saw in porn, "Stop what, big brother?" She walked towards me and I held my breath, nervous, like I get when any girl talks to me. My palms get sweaty and my mind muddled. I attempted to pretend I was not distracted by her body and the white flesh I saw peaking out of her thin robe. "Stop talking drivel." She laughed, her voice syrupy sweet, "I'll take that as a yes, big brother." Her hands now on my legs, I stammered, "S-S-Sandra, don't p-p-put words in my m-m-mouth." She leaned forward, her hot breath on my ear, her hand cupping her breast, "Oh, I have a good idea what you would like in your mouth, big brother." I let out an involuntary moan, brought on by her hot breath and naughty innuendo, and was paralyzed. She stunned me again when she squeezed my fully erect cock and with her tongue now in my ear whispered, "Oh my, your cock is rock hard. Are you hard for your sister, big brother?" My brain no longer functioning at its usual capacity, I responded incoherently with a bunch of grunts and half words. She bit my ear, her hand rubbing my cock through my jeans, "Has your little sister made you so fucking horny that my Harvard brother can't even articulate a complete sentence?" Still paralyzed with pleasure and stunned by her inappropriateness, I was unable to answer. Her breast hit my face and she asked, "Have you ever touched a breast, big brother?" I shook my head yes, having once touched my chemistry partner's breast by accident. As if reading my mind, she added, "On purpose and with consent?" I shook my head no, my humiliation burning. "Do you want to touch your little sister's big breasts?" she purred. My conscience attempted to scream no, but was silenced by the little devil in my head. She gave my cock a solid squeeze and whispered in my ear, "All you have to do big brother is ask and you can see and touch your baby sister's tits." All the years of loneliness and fantasy had built up inside and instead of doing the right thing, I did the thing that felt right down below the belt and let out in a whisper of a plea, "Please." "Please what?" she asked, opening her robe a bit to allow me to see more of her white flesh. I stammered, desperate to see and touch her big breasts that had been untouchable for so long, "M-m-may I touch your breasts, Sandra?" "You want to touch your baby sister's titties?" she questioned, pushing me even further to the brink of no return. "Yes," I replied, wanting nothing more. She let the strap holding her robe together fall to her side, and her big right breast popped out in full view for me. Her nipple was erect, which meant she was getting turned on too from this little charade, and I instinctively leaned forward and took it into my mouth. I knew it was wrong, but it felt so right. Her moan in my ear was all the approval I needed. I sucked it into my mouth and used my tongue to swirl around it, like I had read about on the internet. She whispered into my ear, "That feels so good big brother. Use your teeth a bit." Obeying her instructions, I bit her nipple gently and she moaned again in my ear, "That's it big brother, you are such a bad, bad boy." Being called bad boy turned me on, as I had always been perceived as “Mr. Perfect” or “Mr. Good-Boy”. I bit her nipple a little harder and she let out a little yelp and gave a slight chuckle, "You really want to be a bad boy, don't you big brother?" I bobbed my head in the affirmative, refusing to let her luscious breast out of my mouth. She gave my cock another squeeze and said, "This is going to be your best Christmas ever, big brother." Suddenly, she pulled her breast away and kissed me on the lips shoving her tongue in my mouth. The sloppy but passionate kiss lasted only a second or two, but it was so intense I could feel my juices flowing like never before. Unfortunately, she broke it too soon and whispered, "All good things come to those who wait, big brother." She pulled her robe back around her body and went back to her room. Just before she was about to disappear from view she turned and added, "And no jerking off big brother. I want you on the brink of pleasure at all times, understood?" I nodded my head in reluctant agreement, my cock already near the point of no return. She smiled, "Good boy," and walked away. I sat in my chair for minutes, waiting for my reaction to her sexual onslaught to calm down, as I reflected on what had just happened. I had just voluntarily attempted incest and wanted to finish the job. I tried to figure out what Sandra had in mind. She was a crazy girl and, I assumed, a pretty big slut, but seducing her own brother seemed unlikely. Yet, how else could you explain the past fifteen minutes? Unless she was setting me up to humiliate me completely. That scenario seemed just as likely, if not even more so than the scenario that ended with me fucking her. What was I thinking? Fucking my own sister was morally wrong on so many levels...yet, the only thing on my mind was making that absurdity a reality. I was even more determined to make my fantasy a reality, I was going to lose my virginity to my sister...one way or another. 3. MY FIRST BLOW JOB...A PLAN EMERGES That evening, around 11:30, I was in my room doing research for my one of my papers when my phone vibrated. I reached for it, wondering who would text me at this time of night. It was from Sandra. Sister: Big brother, get your ass to Beth’s house now. I stared at the phone for another minute when another text came. Sister: NOW! I texted back: Fine, I’ll be there in fifteen or twenty. I sighed as common sense had come to me after I had time to think about what had transpired between Sandra and me. Yes, my sister was incredibly hot and I desperately wanted to lose my virginity, but not to my sister. Still, I had decided she could be very helpful in teaching me how to talk to girls, and a party seemed like the perfect place to experiment with talking to girls. They would be younger, dumber, and I would not have to see them at school on Monday if I was rejected. I had also met a lot of her friends and they were all pretty hot and I assumed as slutty as she was. Maybe, she would set me up with one of her friends. Plus, the party was at Beth’s house and she was an incredibly hot British redhead friend of Sandra’s. On many occasions she had been the main attraction of my stroke fantasies. So I quickly got dressed and drove to Beth’s house. Quite a few cars were parked at the house and I quickly realized I was heading into a high school party as a college student. I had never been to a high school party, even when I was in high school, so trepidation quickly filled me. After reconsidering just turning around and going home, I figured fuck it, I am a twenty-year-old man, it was time to stop being a pussy. Suddenly feeling confident, I got out of my car and made my way to the party. Once inside, there were wall-to-wall teenagers drinking, dancing and making out. I squeezed by the plethora of teenagers, looking for my sister. I was there for fifteen minutes, ignored completely by the masses, before Della, a chubby friend of my sister’s, saw me and grabbed my hand and said, while dragging me, “Come with me.” She pulled me, through more throngs of people, downstairs into the basement and to a relatively secluded room in the back. She knocked twice and a few seconds later Beth opened it and walked away. I entered the room and Della closed it and locked it. Once in the room I glanced around and realized I was there with Della, Beth and Sandra. Beth and Sandra were playing some dancing game on the wii. Sandra was dressed in a short tight black skirt, a blue skimpy t-shirt and black pantyhose. She was shoeless; I could see her stocking-clad feet, a fetish of mine I could never truly explain. The sight of a girl’s feet in pantyhose was the ultimate turn-on, even though feet without stockings did nothing for me, just another bizarre quirk in my celibate life. Beside her was Beth, also in a black skirt, although not as short, and wearing beige pantyhose, with her stocking-clad feet also in full view. I watched, like a teenage boy, my cock erect, at the two girls moving their bodies to the beat of some song I didn’t recognize. Della sat down on the floor beside the couch, which perplexed me, as the couch was completely empty. Although quite chubby, she was very pretty and had massive breasts that complimented her chubbiness. She was quite shy and seldom said much the few times she had been at our house. I didn’t move, but returned my gaze to Beth and her amazing legs. Every once and a while, my gaze would shift to my sister. As soon as my cock was erect, I began thinking with the wrong head and all logic faded away. My mind began to replay this morning’s events and I began to think dirty thoughts of my sister and me. The song ended,Sandra turned, looked at me and smiled, “Hi, big brother.” She walked over and gave me a big hug, her large breasts squishing against my chest. The hug was definitely longer than any hug she had ever given me in the past, but not overtly sexual. However, after having her breast in my mouth a dozen hours earlier, the hug enhanced the sexual tension inside of me. When she let go, she kissed me on the cheek and walked to the couch, joining Beth who was already sitting down. Sitting down beside Della, her eyes never leaving mine, she surprised the shit out of me when she ordered, “Della, my feet are sore, please rub them like a good girl.” I let out an audible gasp as Della, without a word, proceeded to take my sister’s stocking-clad left foot into her hands and began massaging it. I continued to stare at the bizarre scene. I looked back to my sister. Her smile broad, confident and seductive, she asked Beth, “Are your feet sore too, Beth?” Beth responded in a far too scripted way, “Actually, yes Sandra they are killing me.” Sandra asked Beth, “Would you like my big brother to massage your feet for you?” “That would be lovely,” she said, her British accent making my cock twitch. Sandra looked back to me and said, ever-so-sweetly, “Would you be a dear, big brother, and massage Beth’s aching feet?” I prayed this was all part of my sister’s plan to get me laid as foreshadowed this morning. If Beth was my first fuck that would be a legendary story. My cock leading the way, I walked over to the couch and knelt beside Beth. I eagerly took her sweaty left stocking-clad foot into my hands and began to massage her it. Her purple painted nails looked so sexy and enticing, covered by the beige coloured pantyhose. My sister explained Della’s position to me as both beauty queens received foot massages. “So big brother, since you so obediently obeyed my request, I think I can explain what is expected of you. You are going to be my personal servant whenever you are home. This includes massages, getting me things, doing my homework and other, undisclosed, things.” Beth chuckled at the implication, as I assumed, of some things sexual. “You see, at school, parties and cheerleading practices I have my own personal full service servant, Della here, isn’t that right Della?” “Yes, Mistress,” she replied, never looking up from her current task. My head spun with the power my sister had over this sweet chubby girl, and the power she assumed she had over me. It was the final straw. All the past two years of her condescending attitude over me had come to a breaking point and I decided it was time to turn the tides on my sister. My mind began racing at the opportunity of not just fucking my sister, but turning her into my personal full-service servant. She was like so many characters in the stories I read, dominant in theory, but really that was just a facade to her real sexual needs...to be controlled. I was suddenly determined and convinced I could make this happen, but I needed to set it up. So for the time being I would have to play along. Sandra continued, patting the chubby girl on the head, “Good girl. Now big brother, are you willing to be my unconditional full-service home-servant?” Faking an eagerness to build her confidence and imply my weakness, “Yes, Sandra.” “You will obey my every command?” she questioned. “Yes,” I agreed, way too quickly to be considered anything more than eager to comply. “Good boy,” she purred. “Do you want to fuck Beth?” “Yes,” I replied, this time with no attempt at manipulation. “If you earn your keep, you will get to do exactly that, fuck the tight cunt of my best friend,” Sandra bluntly announced, clearly showcasing her dominant power among her group. I looked at Beth whose face was red, seemingly embarrassed by the offer my sister had presented to me, but she said nothing, showing the hierarchy of the group. Clearly Sandra was at the top of the cheerleader power play, with Beth beneath her and Della at the very bottom. I briefly pondered if Beth too was a submissive to my sister. I switched feet and Beth let out a slight moan. Sandra asked Beth, “Does my brother give good foot massages?” “Fucking amazing,” Beth moaned, her British accent making it sound even naughtier. “Well, I better check it out for myself. Della go massage Beth’s feet while my big brother does mine,” she commanded. Della and I switched places, making eye contact briefly. In her eyes I saw her embarrassment at how she was being treated, but also an excited eagerness to please, like so many subs I had read about. I took my sister’s stocking-clad foot into my hand and began massaging. I should note that I completely understood the science of a massage, and was pretty confident that I could get any women rather horny just by using the right amount of pressure and hitting the right spots...like I had been doing to Beth. The room was silent as I attempted to trigger my sister’s erogenous zones in her foot that would bring spasms of pleasure throughout her whole body. A slight moan escaped her lips a couple of minutes into the foot massage and she eventually spoke, “Oh my, big brother, you are very good at this.” I responded, pretending I had no clue what I was doing, “Oh really, I have never done this before.” “Hmmmm,” she moaned, as I put pressure on a spot I was pretty sure would bring her tingles of teasing pleasure. A couple of minutes later, Sandra talked to Beth as if I wasn’t there. “So, Beth, as I began to tell you earlier, my brother has a pretty big cock.” Beth asked, “Have you seen it?” “Not yet, but I got a solid feel while he was nursing on my breasts,” Sandra announced. “What?” Beth gasped, clearly surprised by her best friend’s revelation. My cock had been in an awkward erect position in my pants for a while now and I could no longer resist shifting its position. I tried to do it slyly, but my sister noticed. “Is giving your baby sister a foot massage getting you hard, big brother?” Faking embarrassment, I stammered, putting my head down, “Y-y-y-yes.” “Stand up, big brother,” she ordered. I reluctantly let go off her stockinged foot, a touch I could hold onto forever. “Show us your cock, big brother,” she demanded, her voice dripping with sexy sweetness. Playing the game, pretending to be insecure, I responded with nervousness, “No, don’t be silly.” In reality, even though I was a virgin, and very nervous around women, I knew I had a pretty big cock. I had done a lot of research on normal size and so forth. I was a little over 8 inches long. And for some reason, maybe because I had turned this whole silliness into a challenge to defeat her and make her my sex slave, I was no longer nervous. I was determined. “Now!” she demanded, her sexy sweetness gone. It was clear she was not used to having people say ‘no’ to her. I shifted to fake pleading. “Please, Sandra, not here, not in front of other people.” Her smile returned, “You have already agreed to be my personal servant.” Again feigning innocence, I argued, “But that didn’t include showing my penis.” “Your penis,” she cackled, “now that is funny. Don’t you mean your cock?” I lowered my head again and pretended to be a prude. “I can’t say that word.” “Say it!” she ordered, her smile gone, her tone demanding. I whispered, so quiet no one could hear it, “Cock.” “Louder!” I repeated the word loud enough to be heard, “Cock.” “Show us your cock,” my sister demanded. “Please don’t,” I pleaded one more time. “Now, slave!” she ordered, pushing the envelope. Deciding to look completely whipped, defeated and weak, I responded, making a very conscious word choice, “Yes, Mistress.” As I began to unbuckle my pants, her smile returned and her tone implied complete triumph, “Mistress, I like that big brother. For now on when we are in private, you are to refer to me as Mistress Baby Sister, is that clear?” “Yes, Mistress Baby Sister,” I replied, like a brainwashed sub, as I allowed my pants to drop to the floor. She pulled up her skirt a bit, opened her legs and tore her pantyhose at the crotch. I got a quick glimpse of her pink pussy as she was apparently commando. She demanded, “Slut, get to work.” I watched as Della quickly crawled between my sister’s legs and dove into my sister’s pussy. Sandra continued talking to me as if it was normal to have someone between her legs while talking to her brother, “Now your underwear, big brother.” I discarded my underwear and released my fully erect cock to my sister and her beautiful redheaded friend. “Oh my,” Beth said, the impressed look on her face sending a chill up my back, and building me with much needed confidence. “Oh my, indeed,” my sister concurred, staring at my stiff cock. “Do you want to fuck it, Beth?” my sister asked, thoroughly matter-of-fact. “Five minutes ago I would have politely declined, but now I may have to reconsider,” she said, standing up and walking over to me. My sister offered, “Well, you better go and inspect the merchandise.” Beth laughed, but surprised me by dropping to her knees. Her British accent was so sexy as she complimented me again, “I shouldn’t, but fuck, it looks so damn tasty.” She took my cock in her hand and slightly stroked it. A spasm quaked my body and I was worried I might come. Sandra, leading her on, teased, “Go ahead Beth, suck it. You know you want to.” Beth looked back at Sandra and challenged back, “You want me to suck his cock, don’t you?” Sandra shrugged, acting all innocent, “Maaaaaaybe.” Beth turned back to me, looked up from her subservient position, “So Matthew, do you want me to suck your big cock?” “Desperately,” I responded, no longer playing a game with my sister. Beth looked back at Sandra and said, “Last chance to stop me. I know you want to suck it too, Sandra.” Sandra shrugged, “Maybe, maybe not. But for now I will be content watching my big brother get his first blow job.” Beth smiled up at me, “Matthew, you would get a lot more pussy if girls knew what you had hidden behind your geeky exterior.” Before I could respond, Beth opened her pretty little mouth and leaned forward. Her warm mouth felt more amazing then anything I had ever felt before. My body melted and my mind went to mush. She began slowly moving up and down on my cock, taking about half of it in her mouth. In less than a minute, I could feel the undeniable boiling in my balls and knew I was going to come soon. Deciding to throw a slight amount of doubt into Sandra’s master plan of sibling dominance, I grabbed Beth’s head and held it in place as I quickly face-fucked the gorgeous red-headed cocksucker. She let out a surprised sound, but after only a couple of pumps between her sweet lips I was shooting my cum down her throat. When I was done coming, I let go of her head and quickly apologized, stammering for full-effect, “I-I-I am so sorry B-B-Beth, I don’t know what came over me.” I looked up at Sandra who seemed surprised by my aggressive action, but seemed just as quickly to fall for my blithering idiot apology. Beth looked up at me surprised as well, but instead of being angry, responded, yanking on my cock one last time, “No problem, Tiger. I like a man who knows what he wants.” Standing up, she turned to my sister and added, “Your brother’s cum is yummy.” Sandra moaned, as Della between her legs was clearly getting her horny as well, I assume, she was also getting horny from my little show with Beth. Sandra trying to re-establish her power in the room over the rest of us, demanded, “Get me off, my sub, now.” Della’s head began to move back and forth a bit and I saw her right hand disappear between my sister’s wide spread legs. I watched intently while pulling my underwear and pants back up. I announced, “Well I should get going.” “Don’t you want to watch your little sister come?” she pouted dramatically. “If you wish, Mistress Baby Sister,” I responded, attempting to manipulate her by giving her a deceiving amount of confidence. “I wish, big brother,” she moaned, grabbing Della’s head and pushing it deeper into her pussy. “I’m so close, big brother. Watching Beth suck your big cock was so fucking hot. Be a good sub for me and you can fuck Beth. You can also fuck Della, she loves it up her plump fat ass. Ummmm, yes, I’m coming big brother, yes, yes, yeeeeeees!” The thought of fucking Beth was enticing, as was the thought of getting in Della’s back door, but I was now more determined than ever to lose my virginity to the hottest girl I knew...my sister. I watched my sister collapse back on the coach as an orgasm exploded through her. Deciding now was the perfect time to leave, I looked at Beth and said, with sincerity and befuddled innocence, “T-t-thanks Beth, that w-w-was awesome.” Beth chuckled, “No problem, Matthew, the pleasure was all mine.” I had a witty comment back, but decided not to make it and said, “I hope to s-s-see you again, Beth.” Beth responded, “You never know.” “Oh, I know,” Sandra said, adding her two cents’ worth. I gave a half wave and left the room and the party and drove home, my mind spinning deviously. Tomorrow I would start my plan to make my sister, my slut. 4. A PLAN IN ACTION Sandra didn’t come home that night doing who knows what with who knows who, and didn’t arrive back home till the evening of the 23rd . I had a variety of ideas to turn my sister, but they all required being alone. Now that was no longer an option. Mom and dad were home and we were watching the news when my little sister dropped on the couch beside me. Mom asked, her tone implying the answer better be no, “You are not going out again, are you?” “No, Mom,” she replied, “the 23rd is tradition.” “Good,” Mom responded, clearly relieved. The 23rd was always Christmas movie night, a tradition since as long as I can remember. Sandra picks the first movie and I get second choice. Sandra squeezed my leg subtly as she used it to push herself up. She stretched, her tight jeans leaving nothing to the imagination, and said, “I am going to get in my jammies, then it is time to watch Home Alone.” Mom stood up also. “Well, I will go make popcorn and hot chocolate while everyone else gets comfortable.” I too got up and went and changed into my evening wear. My parents’ house is quite chilly in the evenings, so it usually includes flannel pyjamas. In my room, I took off my jeans and, on the spur of the moment, with a potential plan popping into my head, I also discarded my underwear. I threw on my flannel pyjamas and returned to the couch. I grabbed a blanket, one big enough for Sandra and me, and waited. The genius of the plan spinning in my head was that the way the living room was set up, both Mom and Dad sat on their favourite chairs, and neither could see us without turning back, which they seldom did. My plan relied on oblivious parents and my blanket. Sis returned in what could in no one’s definition be called pyjamas. She wore a halter top that barely held in her big tits and Lulu Lemon short shorts. It was the exact outfit I imagined when I fantasized about an all-girls’ slumber party. She smiled at me and joined me on the couch, slithering under the warm blanket before either parent saw her whore-wear. I wondered if she was thinking of toying with me in the same manner I was planning on toying with her. It was a game of sexual chess, and I was a whiz at chess. Mom returned with popcorn and hot chocolate and like the 1950s June Cleaver Mother she was, she made sure we were both comfortable before the movie started. As the movie began, my head spun with how and when I should initiate the plan. Knowing we were watching two movies, I played it cool throughout the first movie. Sandra attempted to distract me by putting her hand on my leg a few minutes into the movie, but she was clearly not as confident and brazen, with our parents in the same room, as she had been in the kitchen just yesterday. I decided to make my move when the bad guys in movie were finally inside Kevin’s house. It was now my turn to be brazen. I grabbed her hand, and in one quick lightning strike, led it inside my pyjama bottoms to my semi-erect cock. She let out a surprised yelp and both my parents turned around. My Mom asked, “Anything wrong, Sandra?” Her face flushed, her hand wrapped around my cock, my parents completely oblivious to the incestuous act currently happening right behind them, and she covered well. “Oh nothing Mom. I just always jump when Kevin almost gets caught.” My dad chuckled, “Oh Sandra, you never change.” I thought to myself, ‘If you only knew the half of it, dad.’ The movie continued and I looked at my sister, my timidity now gone, my confidence now growing along with my hard-on. I reached under the blanket and, using my hand, made it clear what was expected...a hand job. She smiled, seemingly impressed by my aggressive out-of-character action, and began slowly stroking my no- erect cock. The rest of the movie flew by as my hot sister slowly stroked my cock. The movie ended, and when dad stood up, Sandra went to pull her hand out of my pyjamas. I grabbed her hand, startling her, and held it in place. My dad turned to me and asked, still oblivious to the power struggle happening right in front of him, “So what movie next, Matthew? Let me guess, Jingle All the Way.” Every year since I was eight, I had picked Jingle All the Way, an Arnold Schwarzengger Christmas movie that was just so bad, yet I loved it. I wanted to be the Turbo Man when I was a kid. I let go of my sister’s hand and, as I expected, she didn’t move it off my cock, and said, “Of course, Dad.” He shook his head, “Well you two are nothing if not predictable.” I barely was able to let out a laugh at that comment. My Mom asked, “Any more popcorn for you two?” “Sure Mom,” I replied, “and some egg-nog too, please.” “Sure thing honey,” Mom replied, before asking my sister, “And how about you, Sandra?” Clearly flustered by the fact that my cock was in her hand with our Mother inches away, she was barely able to answer, “S-s-sure Mom, egg-nog would be fine.” “Are you ok?” Mom asked, leaning in and putting her hand on Sandra’s forehead, “You are not getting sick are you? You are really flushed.” Sandra stammered, going even redder, “I-I-I’m fine, Mom. It’s just a bit hot in here.” Mom stood back up, “Well, you have no fever. That is good. Hate for you to get sick before Christmas. Make sure you get lots of liquids in you.” “OK, Mom,” she finished, as Mom left the room. Dad stretched, “I’ll be back in five, I need to check my e-mail.” Once alone, Sandra hit me with her free hand and said, “Oh my fucking God, Matthew, that was so close.” Knowing this was a key moment in the power shift I was implementing, I said, my tone implying who was in charge, “Sandra, are you wearing panties?” “Yes,” she replied, slightly confused by the frank question. “Get rid of them,” I ordered, before taking her hand out of my pyjamas and standing up. Her facial expression was exactly what I expected, bewildered, yet impressed. “What is big brother planning to do?” she asked, in a whisper. “Just do as you’re told,” I replied in a dominant tone and walked away, leaving her hopefully stunned and more importantly, obedient. I went to the bathroom, praying my plan was working, that my assessment of my sister’s sexual needs was right. Just as the movie was about to start, I sat back down beside my sister, and asked, “Mom, do we have any baby carrots?” “I think so,” she responded, “let me go check.” She left and returned a couple minutes later with a bowl of baby carrots. I thanked her for being the best Mom in the world and the movie began. Knowing that anticipation is half the battle in any situation of control, I watched the first half hour of the movie without touching or even looking at my sister, but I could tell she kept glancing at me, wondering what I had in mind, or if I was just bluffing. Finally, I made my move. I put my hand under the blanket, moved between her legs and as expected learned she had obeyed my request. I patted her pussy through her short shorts and reached for the carrot bowl with my free hand. I could tell she was watching me closely and curiously. Yet, her face also showed, for the first time in memory, nervousness. I put the bowl on my lap and took one carrot. I looked directly into my sister’s eyes with a confident smug smile, the same one she had used on me so many times, as I put my hand back under the blanket. I grabbed her hand and with some awkwardness got her to hold her shorts open so I could have easy access to her cunt. Her eyes went big when she realized what I was about to do. I slid the carrot into her cunt, fucked her with it for three quick strokes, and pulled it out. My eyes never leaving hers, and my smile never changing, I tossed the carrot into my mouth. Sandra’s mouth was wide open in stunned shock. I reached for another carrot and surprised her again when I slid it into her cunt and left it there. Her eyes remained wide, like a girl in a horror film, as she realized what I had just done. I inserted a second carrot and she just looked at me stunned, paralyzed by the turn of events, the shifting of power. A third followed, as did a fourth, fifth and sixth, each time she bit her lip to not let out a moan. As I reached for a seventh, she shook her head no. I shook my head yes and inserted a seventh carrot inside her gaping, but now quite full, cunt. I reached for an eighth carrot and she again shook her head no, this time quite adamant. I smiled and moved my hand underneath the blanket one last time. She pushed my hand away and I gave her a glare that seemed to startle her. I inserted an eighth carrot, barely, inside her and slowly pushed her legs together. The look on her face as she attempted to not let out a moan, grunt, etc, was priceless, better than any MasterCard commercial. I had her return her hand to my cock. She took it in her hand and began stroking it again. My confidence rising, I allowed her to just sit there, carrots filling her cunt as I returned to watching the movie. About fifteen minutes later, knowing I was close, I decided to take a big risk. I touched her mouth with my finger and pointed to my cock. She shook her head no, clearly mortified by my suggestion. I pointed to my parents who were, as often happened, both asleep in their chairs. I repeated the suggestion, this time reaching for her head. She again shook her head no, but as expected didn’t resist as I slowly pushed her head down onto her brother’s cock. She took it in her mouth and I held her head there as I slowly pumped my cock in and out of her mouth, my parents just a few feet away. If they were awake, there was no way they couldn’t hear the slight slurp sounds she made as she tried to not gag on my cock as I face-fucked her. In less than a minute, I shot a load of cum into my sister’s mouth. I kept pumping my cock between her lips until I was spent. I let go of her head and she moved back up and gave me a glare that should have scared me, yet only made me more confident that I would have her as my complete fuck-toy soon. I used my hand to open her legs again and pulled out a carrot. I popped it in my mouth and winked at her as I pulled up my pyjamas just as the movie ended. Without warning, seven carrots still deep inside my slut sister, I said, “Mom, dad, wake up, the movie is over.” Sandra sat up startled, closing her legs and letting out a whimper as the carrots still inside her teased her. Mom rubbed her eyes and stretched before getting up. She looked at Sandra and said, “Honey, you are still flushed. You should probably go to bed and get some rest.” Sandra gave me a look that could kill and agreed, “I suppose, I am pretty tired.” She wrapped the blanket around her and slowly stood up. It was all I could do to not burst out laughing. Mom grabbed some dishes and Dad remained snoozing in his chair. Sandra glared at me one more time before heading to her room, walking so cautiously I couldn’t help but chuckle. I smiled, knowing she was going to be completely mine...soon. 5. TURNING HER COMPLETELY I woke early the next morning in anticipation and preparation for the finishing move of my game. I had breakfast with Mom and Dad and they went off for their half-day workdays, promising to be home by lunch or shortly after. Once they were gone, I stretched and went to put my final plan in action. One thing I knew was that my sister was a sound sleeper, which was perfect. I went to my parents’ room, grabbed some of my Mom’s pantyhose, and sneaked into my sister’s room. My sister was still in the same attire as last night and was sound asleep. I reached her bed and slowly pulled her arm up until it reached her metal headboard. I tied her right wrist snugly to the headboard and, as expected, Sandra didn’t even stir. I then gently rolled her onto her back and quickly tied her left wrist to the headboard as well. Content that she was restrained, I got naked and crawled between her legs. I pulled her legs apart and slowly pulled down her shorts. I was pleased to see she hadn’t bothered to put any panties back on. She was still dead to the world, but I hoped not for long. I moved back to my sister’s pretty mouth and started tapping her lips with my cock. I said, “Wake up, sleepy head.” She let out a groggy moan, but didn’t move. I continued tapping my cock on her lips and said, as I reached with my right hand to tap gently on her clit, “Baby sister, time for you to learn your place as my submissive.” She let out an uncontrollable moan at my touch and her eyes attempted to open. She went to swat away my cock, but realized she couldn’t. She was awake in a heartbeat and staring at me and my cock. “What the...” she began, but I shoved my cock in her mouth. As my cock filled her mouth, I explained, slowly fucking my sister’s mouth, “I figured something out at the party the other day, baby sister. Although you play at being domineering with me and your friends, deep down you need discipline. My conclusions were confirmed last night when you obeyed my panties order, allowed me to shove carrots up your cunt and, of course, when you swallowed my load with Mom and Dad just a few feet away. All this time, as I thought you were teasing me out of spite, you were actually a very typical case of bully syndrome, hiding your true needs behind a false front. But I saw through it, you are a slut. A dirty little slut who has craved having her big brother fuck her forever, haven’t you?” I pulled out my cock gag so she could respond. As expected, she played shocked, desperately attempting to hide her true needs and desires. “You sick fuck. Untie me right fucking now.” “Oh yes,” I said, “your words say one thing, but your slut cunt says another. I bet if I touch your cunt right now it will be wet, probably drenched thoroughly, maybe even leaking a bit. So baby sis, what will I find?” “Matthew,” she pleaded, knowing her pussy would betray her, “please don’t.” “Really, baby sis? I think you want me to touch your cunt, don’t you?” I asked, my hand sliding down her belly and stopping just above her pelvis. “No, I-I,” she stammered, clearly stunned by the turn of events. “Beg your brother to check your pussy, little sister,” I demanded. I gave one soft slap on her clit with two fingers. She let out a loud involuntary moan and begged, “Please, Matthew.” I wasn’t sure if she was pleading for me to stop or continue, but decided to go with the latter and slid two fingers deep inside her very damp pussy, she let out a scream. “You are pretty wet, baby sister. Did the thought of becoming your big brother’s fuck-toy get you all wet?” She looked at me with a mixture of frustration, desperation and horniness as my fingers pumped her pussy. “Fuck Matthew, what’s gotten into you?” I shrugged, and played on her words, “I don’t know, but I do know what is soon going into you.” I pulled my fingers out and she surprised me by pleading, “Matthew, don’t stop, I was sooo close.” I moved towards her face and placed my cock at her lips. “Don’t worry sister slave, if you are a good slut, I will make sure you come like you have never come before. Now get your big brother nice and hard so he can fuck your hot cunt,” I ordered. She sighed, but moved her head, as best she could, being bound and all, and took my mushroom top between her lips. I said, “I want you to worship my cock. It is your Master now too and you should treat it like the sacred cock it is.” She didn’t respond to my declaration, but used her tongue with amazing precision as she teased just my cock head. It felt fucking amazing and way better than the quick blow-job under the blankets last night. I watched my beautiful sister, my cocky stuck-up bitch of a sister, suck my cock and I smiled. I moved closer so she could suck my cock better and demanded, “Deep throat me, baby sister.” As if she was programmed for complete obedience, she began to gobble my cock, bobbing back and forth like the Energizer Bunny. Making the blow-job even more amazing was she never seemed to slow down. It was obvious she had sucked a lot of cock and I was going to take advantage of her skill. Getting close, I waited till the last possible second, and gave my sister a full facial. My cum sprayed out in three thick streams and hit her hair, forehead, nose, cheeks and lips. It was the hottest thing I had ever seen in person. “You fucker!” my sister blasted, “you could have at least warned me.” “I am sure I am not the first to cover your pretty face with cum, am I?” I asked, reaching down and rolling her left nipple in my hand. She let out a soft moan at my touch, “No, but that’s not the point.” Pinching her nipple, I asked, “So I have to ask. Did you plan to let me fuck you or were you just teasing me?” She let out a yelp. “Honestly, it started as a game. But when I felt how big your cock was I began to consider it.” “And now?” I asked, twisting her nipple just a tad. “Do I have a choice?” she whimpered. “Touché,” I smiled, letting go of her nipple. I stood up and began to leave. “You are not leaving me here,” she asked, surprised by my sudden departure. I turned around, “All good things come to those who wait.” “Get back here, you bastard!” she called out, as I walked out smugly. I went to my room, grabbed my Iphone and returned to my sister’s room. “Say cheese,” I said, and took a picture. “You bastard! Don’t you dare take pictures of me!” she exploded. “Ta-ta-ta, my baby sister,” I teased, snapping off a few more pictures, including a couple of close-ups of her cum-coated face. “You do remember who is in charge, don’t you? These are just for posterity. Although they may also come in handy if you decide to not be the obedient little slut I expect you to be.” I crawled between her legs and said, “Your cunt is actually leaking a bit. Being your brother’s slut is turning you on, isn’t it?” “No,” she argued, “I am always horny in the morning.” “Me too,” I chuckled, rubbing my hand on her clit. “Do you want me to lick your slutty cunt, sister?” She moaned again from my touch, “Yeeeeees.” “Beg, slut!” I demanded, tapping her clit. “Fuck, Matthew, you are one sick fuck. Please eat my cunt, big brother. Make your baby sister come,” she begged, clearly getting turned on by my fingers. I smiled, adding, as my finger slid back inside her wanton cunt, “And you agree to submit unconditionally to my every command?” “Yes, dammit, I need to come so bad, big brother,” she moaned and pleaded, succumbing to me as I knew she would. “Good girl,” I purred, and buried myself between the legs of my hot sister. Having never tasted a pussy before, I was not sure what I was expecting, but it was neither amazing nor disgusting, but rather a pleasant sweetness. Having read an abundance of porn, I had a vague idea what I should do and began to slowly lick her pussy lips. As her pussy lips glistened with her juices and her moaning began to increase, I moved up and took her clit in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it while sucking it in my mouth. Sandra screamed, “Oh my bloody God, Matthew, don’t stop. Make your baby sister come.” Knowing she was close, I let go of her clit and sat up. “Nooooooooooooooooo,” she pleaded. I moved between her legs and placed my still erect and ready for round two cock at the entrance of her sweet cunt. Her pleading face quickly changed to a smile as she asked, “Oh, is big brother going to fuck his new slut?” I tapped my cock on her clit, quick hard taps. She moaned, getting into it, “Is big brother going to lose his virginity to his baby sister?” I moved my cock between her sopping wet pussy lips, but not in, feeling just a bit of warmth. “Oh please, big brother, let your sister take your virginity. I want to feel that big hard cock in me,” she moaned, moving her ass up trying to get my cock in her. “How bad do you want it?” I asked, resisting the temptation to just bury my cock inside her. “So bad,” she moaned. I reached for my iphone and turned on the camcorder and demanded, “Declare your servitude to me.” She sighed, but gave a riveting performance, “Oh big brother. I am your whore to do with as you please. I will suck your cock and swallow your cum whenever you wish. I will climb on your cock and ride you until you shoot your cum up my pussy. I will bend over and spread my ass cheeks wide as you pound my ass. I will have my sluts crawl over to you and submit to you. You own me. Now please shove that big hard cock of yours in your sister slave.” Pressing pause on my iphone, I slid my cock inside her sauna of sex. She moaned loud and continue her verbal naughtiness, “Oh yes, big brother fuck your sister! Fuck her hard!” Obliging, I leaned down, so my face was buried between her big firm breasts and I began thrusting in and out as fast as I could. I was in pure heaven. Every fantasy I had of losing my virginity was nothing to the utter pleasure that I was experiencing with my cock buried in my sister’s warmth. “Suck my tits, big brother. Just like you did the other day,” she moaned. I did, going back and forth between her lush breasts, sucking, nibbling and biting. Every once in a while I got so intoxicated playing with my sister’s big melons, I stopped fucking her. But a kick in the ass from her and I resumed pounding away. Finally, she was close as I felt her cunt muscles tighten around my cock as she screamed, “Oh my God, big brother, I’m coming, I’m coming all over your big hard cock.” I leaned up and shoved my tongue down her throat while I fucked her through her orgasm. Our tongues swirled around each other and I began to feel my second orgasm coming. I asked, “I’m going to come soon, my slut. Are you taking birth control?” “Yes, Master, now cum inside your sister slave,” she moaned. The word Master was like a lightning bolt straight to my cock and in seconds I was coating my sister’s cunt walls with my cum. She bucked her ass up, meeting each thrust as she screamed, “Yes Master, fill me with your seed. Yes, yes, yesssssss.” Once I was spent, I collapsed on her and rolled to her side. She looked into my eyes with complete bliss. After a few seconds she asked, “Master, can you untie me?” I responded with a smug smile, “Master, I like that.” She replied, “I can’t explain it big brother, but as soon as your cock filled me I knew then that this was more than just some perverse game.” “How so?” I asked, untying her left hand. “I can’t explain it. At first, your new attitude pissed me off, then it turned me on, but once you shoved that big snake in me, I knew I was yours.” I finished untying her other wrist and she surprised me, by pushing me onto my back and taking my cock back into her mouth. I decided to test how far she would go. “Baby sister, if you keep sucking my cock, the next place I am inserting my big cock is in your ass.” My sister kept bobbing up and down for a few more seconds before saying, “Well, let’s go for the natural hat trick.” I wasn’t a big sports fan, but knew that a natural hat trick was three goals in the same period. “But first, I want you in pantyhose,” I demanded. She smiled, “Do you have a nylon fetish?” I shrugged, “I love a woman’s legs and feet in nylons and expect my sluts to always, and I mean always, be wearing them.” “Yes, Master,” she responded, standing up, “Do I have a treat for you.” She went to her dresser and pulled out some white pantyhose. She returned to the bed and slowly, seductively, slid them onto her legs. It was then I realized they were not pantyhose, but stockings. My cock flinched as soon as I saw her toes covered in silk. I instinctively pulled her foot to my mouth and sucked on her toes. “Oh my, you really are a fetish freak, big brother,” she giggled. I continued this for a few minutes, while Sandra stroked my cock with her hand. Finally, I said, “Do you have any lube, slut?” “Yes, Master,” she replied and disappeared into her bathroom. Returning a minute later she tossed me the lube. I ordered, “Get on all fours like a good pet, baby sister.” She obeyed and I coated my cock and her butt crack with a generous amount of lube. Rubbing my cock between her ass cheeks I asked, “Are you ready for your big brother to fuck your ass, baby sister?” She pushed her ass back searching for my cock, “Yes, Master. Just shove your cock up my shit-hole. Fuck your slave’s ass.” Her dirty talk was amazing and I slowly pushed my cock between her ass cheeks. There was a slight resistance as I tried to break through her anal wall, but once I had penetrated through it, my cock easily slid inside her ass. She let out a whimper and moaned, “Master, go slow please, your cock is much bigger than others that have filled my ass.” I slapped her ass, “I am just going to kneel here behind you my slave and you can fuck my cock.” She moaned again and slowly began to ride my cock. At first, her movements were tentative and slow, as if priming me for the main attraction. After a couple of minutes of this slow ass-fuck, she began to get used to my big cock and began to move faster. Soon 6 inches of my cock were disappearing between her ass cheeks and I watched in complete satisfaction as my stocking-clad slave sister bounced back on my cock. I grabbed each stocking ankle for balance as she picked up the pace. A mixture of moans and whimpers escaped her mouth, although she seemed so focused on what she was doing, the dirty talk had quit. As my seventh inch disappeared I realized what she was doing. She was determined to take all eight inches of her big brother’s cock up her rectum. With each little bit more that disappeared inside her, another whimper escaped her mouth. It was clear she was feeling both the thrills of such complete submission and the agony of a massive cock in her ass. Then suddenly, without warning, she leaned forward and then in one quick push back took all eight inches of my cock inside her ass. She screamed, “Oh fucking mother of Jesus.” She just sat there, seemingly allowing her ass to adjust to the cock filling her completely. Then slowly she began to move back and forth, fucking herself on my cock. Once she got used to the eight inches inside her ass, she began to accelerate her pace and after a few minutes of steady increase she finally began to actually bounce back onto my cock, her ass crashing into my thighs. They were hard, fast, deliberate, ass tearing thrusts that filled her even more than she could ever imagine. She moaned, she whimpered, she began breathing erratically and I saw her right hand go to her pussy. She began rubbing herself frantically while continuing to impale herself with my eight-inch rod. Finally, she screamed, “Oh my, oh my, oh my God, yes, I’m coming again, sweet Jesus, I have never come like this Master, fuuuuuuuck, yes.” She began shaking and was clearly orgasming from having her ass fucked. Watching her quiver on my cock got my balls boiling and I pushed her onto her chest and drove into her ass, fucking her deep and hard. Each deep thrust had her letting out indescribable grunts from the awkward position as we both bounced off the bed like it was a trampoline. Two, maybe three, minutes later I collapsed onto her as my semen filled her ass, completing the tri-fecta of sexual satisfaction. After finishing filling her ass with my cum, I just lied there on top of her as my cock, stiff for over an hour and a half, finally began to shrivel inside her. Now exhausted, I rolled off her and onto my back. She turned to her side, faced me and said, “That was amazing Matthew. I never knew you had that side of you, so strong and powerful.” Smiling I said, “Well, you made the temptation too impossible to resist.” Looking at the clock, Sandra said, “God, I am never up this early.” I shrugged, “It’s ten.” “Exactly,” she responded. “Well the ‘rents will be home by twelve-ish. So I should explain the ground rules. But first, is Della your only lesbian sub?” She smiled, devilishly, “Why do you want to know?” “Because I own you now,” I explained, “that means there are no secrets between us.” “Oh,” she said, I think finally realizing just so far I planned to take this. “So....” “I have a couple of others,” she answered. “Who?” “One is Allison, she is my nerdy science lab partner, but she is sooooo obedient. The other is someone you do know,” my sister teased. “Yessss.” “It is Mrs. Raske,” she revealed. “No...way,” I replied. Mrs. Raske was our next door neighbour and the poster card for MILF. She always wore two piece bikinis outside and just radiated a sexuality that was impossible to not masturbate to. Not to mention she was the Mom of my biggest nemesis and bully when I was young. “Way,” she replied, flicking me on the nose, “and she is a nymphomaniac.” “I can’t believe it,” I replied, stunned. “And she has a plan that is actually quite devious,” my sister informed me. “What is it?” “She wants to seduce Mom,” my sister announced, revelling in this naughty knowledge and her ability to still shock me. My Mom is also quite attractive still. Slightly chubby, but large breasts, sexy legs, gorgeous feet and a smile that makes one melt. I can truthfully say the thought of fucking my Mother had never even occurred to me until my sister revealed this news, even though I had on rare occasion masturbated about her...then it became all I could think about. I asked, trying to play it casual, “How is the plan coming along?” “Ok. She has given Mom a massage and got Mom wearing a two piece bikini when she tans.” “Wow,” I said to no one. Sandra stood up and asked, “So can I go and wash your cum off my face now?” “Sure slut,” I responded, and then instructed, “but you are to wear stay up stockings or garter-belt and stockings at all times now.” “Of course, Master,” she said, with a slight bow. “And, I want to fuck Beth,” I announced, attempting pushing my luck. “I can’t promise that, but she was talking about it after you left last night. As Della brought her to one last orgasm last night she even said if you had not left she would have fucked the shit out of you,” my sister informed me. “No,” I said, stunned by the knowledge. “But,” my sister smiled, and said in a surprisingly sincere tone, “I am happy you left. I am happy I was your first, Matthew.” “Me, too, Sandra,” I smiled back. “One more thing,” I said. “Yes, Master,” she asked. “I want to fuck Mrs. Raske. That would be the ultimate revenge on that prick Tyson,” I smiled to myself. “Yeah, he is still a fucking loser,” she confirmed, and added, “She will fuck you in a heartbeat, although a bit tougher during the holiday season.” “I leave on January 3rd, I better have fucked Beth and Mrs. Raske, by then,” I teased. “Wow, what have I unleashed?” she smiled, devilishly. “A long dormant desire, my pet,” I responded, standing up, my cock fully erect again. She smiled, “You are insatiable. Come join me in the shower, big brother.” I did indeed come with her in the shower...and in her. The End...

The voice of Izzy still rang in my head of her saying that Gene and Tiffany were at the house. My mind got distracted at looking at Riley’s ass bobbing up and down and shifting side to side while she was pedaling that I lost all control of the bike nearly crashing into a lamppost on the right side of me. “Come on Max, I don’t have all day.” She said with a snigger on her face as she pulled over for a drink of water. “You were staring at my ass again weren’t you?” she said with a surprisingly calm tone. I just nodded slowly. “So this Gene… do you like her?” “She is just a friend” I replied, reaching for my bottle of water, “I have no reason to be attracted to her.” I lied but I couldn’t tell Riley that for I know how she would react. “We better be going Riley don’t want to be late. Being late was the least of my worries at this point. We arrived home sooner than I expected (or hoped for that matter.) I walked through the door and into the kitchen where I was greeted with a hug and cheeky kiss from Gene much too much dislike of my sisters and the stares I got especially from Izzy, but I decided to ignore her and not pay any attention to Riley but I noticed and empty seat next to Tiffany who had been wearing a very lovely red V-neck and long-ish black skirt. “Mum where is Ashley?” I asked with hesitation to what the reaction would be from Riley and Izzy would be, but there was none. “She is in her room, be a dear and go get her.” That message triggered something in Izzy as she stood up and dragged me by my hand out the kitchen. “Just need to tell Max something mother.” She said politely with a huge smile. Her facial expression darkened as she turned to face me. “Max you even get a blow-job off Ashley and I’ll tell everyone one about you and that woman in there, got it?” I could see the old Izzy rising to the surface, I knew she would hold that story against me. As she let go off my arm I headed upstairs and along to Ashley’s bedroom, I reached for the handle when I heard some sobbing coming from through the door. “Ashley dinner is ready,” I said in a clear voice. I turned round and heard the door handle moving and the door swung open. I felt a hand grab the collar of my shirt which then proceeded to pull me into her room, Ashley tripped me over with her foot causing me to fall back with my eyes staring at her ceiling this view was then covered up by her breasts which seemed to cover my entire view in the black sports bra she was wearing. “Ashley get off of me…NOW!” my voice was muffled but she heard me and got off of me. “What do you think you’re doing?” I replied with rage in my voice. I felt that way the night she used me. I wanted to hit her but I would not stoop so low, I raised my arm as if to slap her but I controlled my anger and headed for the door. “Dinner is ready.” I whispered as the door shut behind me. I made my way downstairs and staggered into the kitchen, I looked from Izzy to Riley then Gene to her mother Tiffany. I took my seat next to Izzy and across the table from Gene their eyes in deadlock with each-other. My mother sat the dinner plate in front of me, my ears picked up the sound of footsteps waling downstairs, and it was Ashley. She sat directly opposite me my stomach started to churn. I pushed my plate away in disgust. “I’m not hungry.” I stated, as I stood up and made my way to my bedroom, I felt a soft object touch my hand and turned around to notice it was Ashley, “Don’t leave because of me.” She said with a tear in her eye. I took my hand away from hers, “I’m going to bed.” That night was the worst sleep ever, the nightmares I kept having about Izzy telling everyone about me and Tiffany or the fight that always ensued between Riley and Ashley over me, not to mention the impact I left as I stormed away from the kitchen but what really annoyed me was that Ashley thought I would have sex with her after all she put me through but the images of her body got me a little flustered, I mean she was a sexy woman but I just couldn’t, could I? The next day wasn’t so bad I was awakened with a breakfast in bed with a note that read, “Sorry for last night, Love Ash.” My mind was wondering, how did she get in?..... Without me knowing. I left the breakfast on my bed and headed downstairs and noticed that Gene was sleeping on the couch and Mum was washing the dishes. I walked into the kitchen and hugged my mother saying I was sorry for last night, and why was Gene sleeping on our couch. “Her mom was called to hospital for her Dad’s had a heart attack and she didn’t want Gene to worry so she asked If she could sleep here for a few days.” She replied. I walked out of the kitchen to see Gene but was confronted by Izzy who decided to push me back, (the first time she had physically confronted me in a while) “What happened with you last night and most importantly why is that WHORE in our living room.” Not even trying to keep her voice down. I just barged past her not intimidated by her comment, I sat next to Gene who was still sleeping at this point. I brushed her hair past her ears she was cold as a statue, I decided to go and fetch her a pillow and blanket from my room, and upon entering my room there she was Riley lying on my bed with my blankets wrapped around her waist with her breasts exposed “I don’t have time for this Riley,” I said in hesitation “I wasn’t asking” she replied seductively. She removed the blankets to show little white panties that were soaked already. She wandered over to me and stuck her hand down my boxers and grabbed my dick which was already hard. “Max I need it,” she squeezed it harder, as I grabbed her by the shoulders and brought her up to my level. I was lost in her eyes they were so beautiful but I had to break the trance or I would be overcome by my sexual feelings. “I want you too,” I replied, “I want to but I just can’t.” Riley looked at me puzzled but decided to wrap herself up and leave but I was left with a MASSIVE hard-on which I really had to get rid of. I quickly grabbed the blankets and pillow and rushed downstairs and into the living-room, I handed them to her one at a time, trying to conceal my hard-on. I anxiously ran back upstairs. Meanwhile, Izzy walked down and into the living room glaring at Gene the whole time until she sat down, “This little whore better be out of here soon.” She whispered as she turned on the T.v. Ashley then entered the living-room with a piece of burnt toast which looked absolute awful but then again Ashley was never no gourmet chef, “What’s wrong Ashley, Max not willing to sleep with your cheating ass.” She said with a cheeky grin. “I…i..i.” she ran out the room before she could finish her sentence. The way Izzy face fell when her mum entered the room could have broken a mirror. “Why do you treat your sister like that Isabella!” she shouted with sternness and a cold heart, “Isn’t it bad enough you treat Max like that, now Ashley.” While this was going on Gene awakened from her slumber, only to see the mother and daughter argument. “I leave you alone if you want?” she asked, “I need to take this blanket and pillow up to Max.” With a pleasant smile on her face and an evil glare on Izzy’s she headed to Max’s room. She reached for the door handle and opened the door a crack the room was bare and Max was nowhere in-sight , Gene dropped the pillow and blanket on Max’s bed and left the room. Max was instead in the shower playing with himself too much that he shot is load on the shower curtain which made his legs buckle as he sank to the floor and a small grin came over his face. Before getting out Max had washed the shower curtain clean off his cum and walked out. He changed into a fresh pair of boxers and an old T-shirt that belonged to his dad, Max had never wore this shirt for a while he always felt it was his last connection to his father, his door swung open and no surprise it was Izzy in black skin-tight jeans and a black fishnet shirt which revealed her bra which held her perfect tits in place. “You want me to sleep with you tonight Max?” she asked. “I heard you last night you sounded very frightened,” she stated which at this moment in time I could use a nice sleep on her tits. I awoke the next day muzzled in between Izzy’s breasts they were so comfortable like marshmallows or like silk coated clouds which was just heavenly. Izzy awoke when I took my head out of her breasts, “Now Max I want something in return and I want it now.” She said licking her lips as she removed my shirt and dug her hands down into my boxers and squeezed. “Izzy please don’t be as rough as last time and no fingers in my ass either.” She looked puzzled, “Did you not enjoy that?” she asked, my reply was a stare into her eyes and simply shaking my head. Izzy started to to fondle around with my cock until she almost ripped my boxers trying to get it out, I reached up and stole a few kisses from her while my left hand got to work on her left breast, I slapped her breasts multiple time before moving my hands down to her pussy and removed her panties while she was lying on me. I started to tease her by sucking and occasionally biting on her nipples which shot her into overdrive I felt her pussy tighten around my fingers a few times and thought she was going to cum, “Did I say you could cum!”… I slapped her across the face and quickly squeezed her left nipple and slapped her a few more time. “Max I need to cum please,”…… “Not yet.” I replied with another slap to her face, I started moving my fingers much more rapidly in and out her throbbing pussy before she let out a huge scream. I felt the cum trickle down my fingers and brought them up to my nose and smelt it before I licked it off my fingers. “You like the taste of my cum Max?” “I love it!” I went in for a kiss but she held me back, “Now I’m going to taste you in here,” as she pointed to her mouth and here as she turned round and put her tight ass hole in my face and pointed to it’s opening. “Massage my ass with your tongue Max as she pressed her ass right up to my face. I licked around her ass hole several times as she continued to suck my cock and occasionally I would force her to gag on it. She then got off me and sat at the edge of the bed ready to be anally fucked. She forced my cock into her ass and started to let out little groans and moans, I could hear her taking longer breaths and was enjoying what she was being given after all she did love a good bit of anal. I grabbed her by the ass and started moving her up and down my shaft until I told the bitch to go into the doggy-style position. I lined up my cock and started teasing her by only putting my head in a few times. “Hurry up Max I want your cum now!” That’s all I need I grabbed her by the hips and pounded my whole cock into her at once. I felt her whole body tingle and buckle as I kept pounding her ass getting faster and faster each time. She was taking heavy pants and her pussy was dripping on to my bed sheets. I stopped a few times to slap her ass and when she tried to turn round I would stop fucking her almost teasing her as you wish. “Max I need to cum now.” “You haven't earned it yet,” I smiled as she playfully scowled “Fuck me like I’m meat Max!” she yelled I grabbed hold of her boobs that were dangling down from her body and squeezed them as hard as I could she let out a very loud scream which I had to mute by kissing her inserting my tongue straight into her which danced all around her mouth and danced with her tongue. I felt my balls tingling as I was about to cum, I quickly pulled out and demanded the Izzy come and clean my cock for my as she was already finished with her orgasm. I grabbed her by the hair and plummeting my cock deep inside her throat and released ropes and ropes of cum inside her mouth which even Izzy had a problem swallowing. As she gathered her clothes to leave the room I gave her ass a hard squeeze which then was greeted with a cheeky smile and a wink. Throughout the day I sat in the living room talking to Gene about the terrible films we had got and that how bad they were. Until it came to this comedy which was quite funny in my opinion and Gene thought it was a blast to. Later on, we called in for food because neither me nor mum felt like cooking that night, I was still buzzing about the sex I had with Izzy earlier. It felt amazing just her gagging on my cock gave me sense of power and control which I never really got when I was with Riley or Ashley. Izzy was probably my favorite out of the three just because I had so much power over her and she let me do anything to her which was magical but then again Ashley does have the better ass…..Wait hold on why am I thinking of Ashley she used me and worse lied to me as well. I would forgive her but It’s hard to after being used like that. (she did take my virginity after all) But something about Ashley always brought her back into my head, was it her beautiful skin, her amazing ass or just the simple fact that she was my first. The pizza arrived 20 minutes later and we all shared a big slice but even though she had stayed with us Gene seemed uneasy I don’t know what it was but she didn’t look ‘normal’. I decided to go to bed a little later that night even though I had school in the morning which to be honest felt like its own nightmare that was until I heard a knock on my door and it was Gene that opened it. “Can I sleep with you tonight?” she asked nervously “Sure” I replied, This was all I needed Gene sleeping next to me in my bed. What happens if I get a hard-on and she feels it? With this I decided to roll over as she climbed into my bed. “Max?” “Yeah,” With my eyes still closed. “Can I take my clothes off and sleep in my bra?” “Yeah sure,” My eyes opened to what I just agreed to. That night had went a bit smoother after that, even though she slept in a bra and her panties nothing sexually came off it. Which I was quite glad at but my cock thought different. I actually got a great sleep for once in a long time probably just from the comfort of Gene being near me. My alarm clock woke me also with the sound of Riley and Izzy shouting for me to get up. After I got ready all I had to do was get my bag ready for school but there was one thing missing my sketch book was not there perhaps Gene had took it and of course I was right she was sitting in the kitchen flicking through it noticing the times I had drawn Izzy almost nude. “I need to go to school can I have that.” motioning for the sketchbook After that Izzy dropped me off at school and as usual, I made out with her in the car as usual. The time did go quick in school, I knew by the way everyone was looking at me I reeked of sex and I knew it to. The day went quick at school and soon it was time for me to sketch Gene again but when I arrived at Mr. Edwards class she wasn’t there, ‘had my sisters done something to her’ I pondered before receiving at tap on the back from Mr.Edwards “Max, where have you been in the last few days.” He asked “It has been the weekend.” I replied “Oh yeah, Max your free to go today.” I arrived home earlier as I rushed to see what happened to Gene and that’s when I saw a sight that I should never of seen Riley and Gene making out on the couch. “What’s happening here then?” I said curiously. They both stopped snogging each other and turned around in astonishment, Riley’s face hit the floor and seen I was too angry for to try and reason with me “Max, I’m so sorry,” Gene panted after the heavy snogging. “Forget it.” I said with anger as I marched upstairs Gene trying to grab my arm to bring me back down but I pulled away from her and headed for my room. I dropped all my stuff and headed in for a shower to wash the smell of sex of me. I hanged my head with one hand against the wall and looked down at the ground. My mind wondering still with that image of Gene getting snogged by Riley kind of turned me on with all this thinking I failed to realize that someone had opened and closed it without me knowing. I turned round to see someone pulling back the curtain and I recognized those hips from anywhere and it was Ashley who wondered into the shower and gave me a small kiss on my cheek….

Some of you asked for an incident that I was caught in whilst babysitting with any kids? That has happened before. (All names have been changed so I don't get in trouble) As some of you may have read in the previous one, me and my girl (Jenny) now have such a better relationship and sex life, now that we fuck whoever we want. But this incident I haven't told her... I was just 17 at the time, just having passed my driving test, I was driving all over the place. However driving my little car, was costing me an arm and a leg. I started to stop using my car so irrationally just to save on fuel, and asked my neighbours if I could catch a lift with them. As my last story explained, my house is in the middle of two milfs and I tried them first to get a lift. I tried Mrs Jacobs, but she was unsure because she would have to go out of her way... But Caroline (Mrs Smith) was more than happy, so long as I babysat her 3 boys every Tuesday when she did body blitz at the local gym. This was a golden opportunity as her husband was often away with work on Tuesdays. I agreed, and I would babysit every Tuesday, and try to fuck her as quickly as possible. As I left her house to go back to mine, I could feel my tight jeans filling around my crotch area. I thought it must have been from watching Caroline strut around in her sweat sodden sports bra and hot pants, but as I walked out of the door, it stopped. I turned round and caroline winked at me, to suggest she had been feeling my package as I had hugged her! I couldn't take advantage of this, because her hubby was home. The following week I had lifts to college from this milf, staring at her beautiful C cup breasts through the wing mirrors, being caught the odd few times too. Tuesday came round, and after I came back from a particularly hard day at college, I showered, shaved my 8 inch cock and wore my best aftershave. Walking over to Caroline's house, I couldn't stop thinking about a fantasy I had have about bending her over their kitchen counter, and fucking Caroline deep. But when I got there, she wasn't in her incredibly tight and suggestive gym kit, but a medium length floaty dress, tight on her ass and boobs, with high red heels. She opened the door, and tried to lie some accuses. But throughout, I could just her start to stare at my growing young crotch and she started to bite her lips. I gave her a look of "seriously?" Annd I asked whether her hubby was around because I 'needed to ask him something'. I don't really, just needed to know whether he was around. He wasn't. She lead me into the kitchen and made a drink, and asked me about college. Asking me how I had been getting on and where I wanted to go to Uni. All quite normal. So then I genuinely asked about her family, she responded with "The boys are okay, but chris has been really off with me lately. He hasn't touched me in ages". With this hot milf infront of me, obviously gagging for a cock, all I could response with was, "Oh no, how come? I mean you're beautiful!" She blushed and said she didn't know, but suggested that he may have been cheating on her. I took a step towards her and grabbed her petite ass. She was very taken back, but looked like she enjoyed it. She was only 5,4" (a whole foot shorter than me) but with these heels, it felt like a lot less of a difference. She immediately started to grope and feel my cock and balls through my jeans. Which made my dick so hard, so quickly. She started to toss my ever growing cock through my jeans, I started to make her moan by lifting up her dress and groping her ass. I started to kiss her neck. She made the first move by practically ripping my t-shirt off, and flung it across the room. Purring, she moved her hand slowly down my chest towards my pants. Unbuckling my pants, I started to take her bra off and g-string too. Passing it through her heels, I noticed she had creamed all over her thong. I tried my luck, and slipped my middle finger between her ass cheeks and into her asshole, she let out an orgasmic moan that could have made me dump my load all over her dress and kitchen floor. Keeping my finger fucking her ass, she bent over and released my cock. It slapped her in the face, and she swallowed it whole. Wow. No one had ever managed to deep throat my dick before, this was amazing. Her silky warm lips wrapped around my big cock, and stroked all the way down coking her milf mouth. She cupped my balls with the other hand and started to massage me. I started to move my hips in synchronisation with her hot mouth swallowing my dick, and I could feel my cock pulsate in her mouth. This turned her on more, and she sucked my cock hard to drain it of my young cum which exploded all over her hot mouth after she had gone to her knees and used her hands to toss me off. My load landed on her face in 3 big shots. "Mmm, I've been wanting that for a while" she said. I could feel the cold metallic feel of her wedding ring stroke my young cock whilst she cleaned my cum on her face up. She led me by my cock into the lounge along a long corridor. I stopped half way, and she seemed disappointed. Being a small petite woman, she was easy pick up- so I grabbed her ass to pull up against the wall and we kissed passionately up against the wall. I could feel my flaccid cock grow against her wet and warm pussy. She seemed a little more happy as she grabbed my long dick to slip into her mature pussy. It was the weirdest feeling I've ever had, it was like I had imagined fucking a glory hole was like! In the dark, up against a wall with a whore taking my long young cock and screaming too! "Aghh! Scott, fuck you're soo deep! I can't be too loud, the kids will hear! Mmmm" she struggled to hushed into my ear. Hearing my balls slap against her wet and hungry asshole just turned me on more, so I fucked her deeper and harder. I could feel her long red nails dig into my back and scrap along my neck- I knew I was hitting a spot. "Mummy, what are you doing..?" Came a quiet and cute voice from my left- immediately the passion was gone. She hoped of my dick, leaving it soaked in her cum and stiff. "Come with me Michael, mummy's just showing Scott around our house" she said innocently taking her 4 year old back up the stairs. I know it was bad of me, but I couldn't help but start to stroke my hard cock as I watched her perky ass move as she walked along the now lit corridor. It was perfect, something I was desperate to cover in cum! As she returned back down the stairs, she looked ready to send me out of the door. But She came down the stairs seductively in a silk red dressing gown her husband had brought for her. It looked as soon as she saw my thumping wet dick, she but her bottom lip, and took my hand to lead me to the conservatory. She lay on the sofa and whispered "come and duck me scott, I want you" with a cheeky wink, I was quickly ontop of her. Somehow she managed to get my long cock into her wide pussy and the wet sensation just made me gyrate my hips deep into her experienced pussy. Gasping, she grabbed my hand and placed it on her milf tit, so I could grope it and release it from her loosing dressing gown. Contracting around my thick young cock, I could feel here sweet milf pussy climax and cum all over my dick. She screamed "Scott I'm cumming, fuck me- fuck me!" Suddenly I felt my thighs soaked in her spray... After she had been rubbing her experienced clit, hard. As soon as my cock was squeezed out of her tightening pussy, she sprayed al over the sofa. After letting out the loudest orgasmic sound I have ever heard, she grabbed my cock and dug her long nails into my ass and started to finger my ass hole. I could feel my cock fill quickly with hot, salty cum. She finger fucked my ass hitting gspot hard and as soon as she started to do this and suck my bell end- I unloaded my hot stream all over her mature face. Load after load, I let my cum down her eye lids, lips and tongue. She managed to swallow all of my salty cum, and the whole of my thick dick down her petite throat. She looked up at me with my cock in her mouth, winked and slapped my ass. Part two, to come...

Some of you asked for an incident that I was caught in whilst babysitting with any kids? That has happened before. (All names have been changed so I don't get in trouble) As some of you may have read in the previous one, me and my girl (Jenny) now have such a better relationship and sex life, now that we fuck whoever we want. But this incident I haven't told her... I was just 17 at the time, just having passed my driving test, I was driving all over the place. However driving my little car, was costing me an arm and a leg. I started to stop using my car so irrationally just to save on fuel, and asked my neighbours if I could catch a lift with them. As my last story explained, my house is in the middle of two milfs and I tried them first to get a lift. I tried Mrs Jacobs, but she was unsure because she would have to go out of her way... But Caroline (Mrs Smith) was more than happy, so long as I babysat her 3 boys every Tuesday when she did body blitz at the local gym. This was a golden opportunity as her husband was often away with work on Tuesdays. I agreed, and I would babysit every Tuesday, and try to fuck her as quickly as possible. As I left her house to go back to mine, I could feel my tight jeans filling around my crotch area. I thought it must have been from watching Caroline strut around in her sweat sodden sports bra and hot pants, but as I walked out of the door, it stopped. I turned round and caroline winked at me, to suggest she had been feeling my package as I had hugged her! I couldn't take advantage of this, because her hubby was home. The following week I had lifts to college from this milf, staring at her beautiful C cup breasts through the wing mirrors, being caught the odd few times too. Tuesday came round, and after I came back from a particularly hard day at college, I showered, shaved my 8 inch cock and wore my best aftershave. Walking over to Caroline's house, I couldn't stop thinking about a fantasy I had have about bending her over their kitchen counter, and fucking Caroline deep. But when I got there, she wasn't in her incredibly tight and suggestive gym kit, but a medium length floaty dress, tight on her ass and boobs, with high red heels. She opened the door, and tried to lie some accuses. But throughout, I could just her start to stare at my growing young crotch and she started to bite her lips. I gave her a look of "seriously?" Annd I asked whether her hubby was around because I 'needed to ask him something'. I don't really, just needed to know whether he was around. He wasn't. She lead me into the kitchen and made a drink, and asked me about college. Asking me how I had been getting on and where I wanted to go to Uni. All quite normal. So then I genuinely asked about her family, she responded with "The boys are okay, but chris has been really off with me lately. He hasn't touched me in ages". With this hot milf infront of me, obviously gagging for a cock, all I could response with was, "Oh no, how come? I mean you're beautiful!" She blushed and said she didn't know, but suggested that he may have been cheating on her. I took a step towards her and grabbed her petite ass. She was very taken back, but looked like she enjoyed it. She was only 5,4" (a whole foot shorter than me) but with these heels, it felt like a lot less of a difference. She immediately started to grope and feel my cock and balls through my jeans. Which made my dick so hard, so quickly. She started to toss my ever growing cock through my jeans, I started to make her moan by lifting up her dress and groping her ass. I started to kiss her neck. She made the first move by practically ripping my t-shirt off, and flung it across the room. Purring, she moved her hand slowly down my chest towards my pants. Unbuckling my pants, I started to take her bra off and g-string too. Passing it through her heels, I noticed she had creamed all over her thong. I tried my luck, and slipped my middle finger between her ass cheeks and into her asshole, she let out an orgasmic moan that could have made me dump my load all over her dress and kitchen floor. Keeping my finger fucking her ass, she bent over and released my cock. It slapped her in the face, and she swallowed it whole. Wow. No one had ever managed to deep throat my dick before, this was amazing. Her silky warm lips wrapped around my big cock, and stroked all the way down coking her milf mouth. She cupped my balls with the other hand and started to massage me. I started to move my hips in synchronisation with her hot mouth swallowing my dick, and I could feel my cock pulsate in her mouth. This turned her on more, and she sucked my cock hard to drain it of my young cum which exploded all over her hot mouth after she had gone to her knees and used her hands to toss me off. My load landed on her face in 3 big shots. "Mmm, I've been wanting that for a while" she said. I could feel the cold metallic feel of her wedding ring stroke my young cock whilst she cleaned my cum on her face up. She led me by my cock into the lounge along a long corridor. I stopped half way, and she seemed disappointed. Being a small petite woman, she was easy pick up- so I grabbed her ass to pull up against the wall and we kissed passionately up against the wall. I could feel my flaccid cock grow against her wet and warm pussy. She seemed a little more happy as she grabbed my long dick to slip into her mature pussy. It was the weirdest feeling I've ever had, it was like I had imagined fucking a glory hole was like! In the dark, up against a wall with a whore taking my long young cock and screaming too! "Aghh! Scott, fuck you're soo deep! I can't be too loud, the kids will hear! Mmmm" she struggled to hushed into my ear. Hearing my balls slap against her wet and hungry asshole just turned me on more, so I fucked her deeper and harder. I could feel her long red nails dig into my back and scrap along my neck- I knew I was hitting a spot. "Mummy, what are you doing..?" Came a quiet and cute voice from my left- immediately the passion was gone. She hoped of my dick, leaving it soaked in her cum and stiff. "Come with me Michael, mummy's just showing Scott around our house" she said innocently taking her 4 year old back up the stairs. I know it was bad of me, but I couldn't help but start to stroke my hard cock as I watched her perky ass move as she walked along the now lit corridor. It was perfect, something I was desperate to cover in cum! As she returned back down the stairs, she looked ready to send me out of the door. But She came down the stairs seductively in a silk red dressing gown her husband had brought for her. It looked as soon as she saw my thumping wet dick, she but her bottom lip, and took my hand to lead me to the conservatory. She lay on the sofa and whispered "come and duck me scott, I want you" with a cheeky wink, I was quickly ontop of her. Somehow she managed to get my long cock into her wide pussy and the wet sensation just made me gyrate my hips deep into her experienced pussy. Gasping, she grabbed my hand and placed it on her milf tit, so I could grope it and release it from her loosing dressing gown. Contracting around my thick young cock, I could feel here sweet milf pussy climax and cum all over my dick. She screamed "Scott I'm cumming, fuck me- fuck me!" Suddenly I felt my thighs soaked in her spray... After she had been rubbing her experienced clit, hard. As soon as my cock was squeezed out of her tightening pussy, she sprayed al over the sofa. After letting out the loudest orgasmic sound I have ever heard, she grabbed my cock and dug her long nails into my ass and started to finger my ass hole. I could feel my cock fill quickly with hot, salty cum. She finger fucked my ass hitting gspot hard and as soon as she started to do this and suck my bell end- I unloaded my hot stream all over her mature face. Load after load, I let my cum down her eye lids, lips and tongue. She managed to swallow all of my salty cum, and the whole of my thick dick down her petite throat. She looked up at me with my cock in her mouth, winked and slapped my ass. Part two, to come...

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 2: The Sole Purpose ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It had been about a year since Katie, Jax, and I... saw each other. Katie and I were 18, and Jax was 17. I was surprised at how fast we'd gotten over it. It was actually hard for me to remember just what they... looked like. I was glad, too. I didn't want to remember. I wanted to remember the good times we shared... the old days. The girls hadn't spoken about what happened between us at all in the past year. At least, not to me. I was sure they'd spoken about it in private, but who am I to stop them. If they don't bring it up, there's no point in me doing so, right? It was early July, the 3rd to be exact. We were at a market, buying hot dogs, hamburgers, and fireworks for the next day's celebrations. The Fourth of July was one of my favorite holidays. Sit around with the family and set off fireworks. What can be more fun than that? I was standing with my father, looking for cheap package of buns, when a set of hands appeared over my eyes. "Wow, I wonder who this could possibly be..." I turned around, and, to my big surprise , Jax was standing behind me. She smiled that innocent smile of hers and I laughed. The events of the previous year didn't even enter my head anymore. "Whatcha guys doing over here?" She said, crossing her arms. My dad, his hand on his chin, swiveled on his heel to look at Jax. "Looking for the cheapest package of buns we can get." He said, before swiveling back to the racks. I looked to Jax. She raised her eyebrows. "Well, Matt, if you need a cheap pair of buns, I got some over here," she said, smiling and winking, before walking away back to Katie and our mom. I was about to follow her, to compare the prices, when I stopped. "Pair of buns?" Did she mean... An image of Jax's tits flashed in my head. "Fuck," I muttered. Of course that's not what Jax meant... right? I snapped back to reality when my dad pulled a package from the shelves. "Here we go! Good quality, low price." He said, tossing the package in the cart. I felt a buzz in my pocket. I pull out my phone to see I got a text from my friend Daniel: ~ICU. "I see you...?" I look up and around, finally seeing him. He was being the creep he normally was, peeking around a distant aisle. When he noticed I saw him he winked at me. I started to walk to him when someone jumped in front of me. It was Katie, who was grabbing my arm. She yanked me into an aisle, and held onto my shoulders. "Matt." She said, in an ominous voice. "What, Katie?" I said, knowing what she was about to say was unimportant. She always spoke in this voice when she was trying to make something sound important. "I... found... the fireworks!" She said, before smiling and pointing. I laughed. "What are you, five?" She laughed and shoved me back out of the aisle, where Daniel was waiting. "Lucky bastard." He said, leaning on the shelf. "Why's that?" I said, crossing my arms. I had a pretty good feeling that I knew why. "Really, Matt? You take for granted what you have. Look at that. " he said, pointing at Katie. " That's why you're lucky." I laughed. "Yeah, I'm glad she's my sister." I glanced over at Jax, who was with my father. "Jax too." Daniel leaned back. "Oh, yeah, can't forget about Jacque." He said. "Speaking of Jacque... you wouldn't happen to know if she's single, do you?" I scoffed. "No offense, man, but you think she'd date you? " Daniel smirked and shoved my shoulder. "Nice, bro. Thanks a lot." He started backing up. "Hey, man, I'll see you tomorrow." I waved goodbye. "See ya, man!" I turned and started walking back to my family. I saw Ben standing with Jax, looking at the chips. I walked up to them, putting my hand on Ben's shoulder. The two of them look over at me. "Find anything?" Ben raises his eyebrows. "I'm assuming we're just going to get barbecue... again." He sighed, looking back to the rows of potato chips." Jax was still looking at me. "Find those buns I was talking about?" She raised an eyebrow. I squinted cautiously. "No, but we found some other ones... why?" She shrugged. "No reason. Just curious." She walked away to find our parents, presumably. I turned when I heard Ben laugh. "There's no bother guessing with her, Matt. She's a closed book." I chuckled. "Oh, I know, Ben." I walk away in Jax's direction. "You have no idea." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Finally. The day I'd been waiting for. July 4th. We had invited most of our immediate neighbors and close by family for the party. We had a fairly large backyard, so we could easily house the amount that were attending. Our parents told us to get things ready for the party. Jax and I were in charge of cleaning the area around the pool. I picked up one of Ben's pool balls and threw it in the bin next to the pool. Jax strolled past me. "Really think you should have bought those other buns yesterday... heard that brand holds hot dogs better..." She added before heading over to fix a chair. I stopped walking. Jax... I realized, against my better judgement, that I was getting hard. Chances are, she was just talking about hot dog buns, and didn't even realize how crazy of an innuendo this was. That, or... I shook my head back to reality. Jax was back over by the porch, helping my dad with the grill. I shook my head and headed inside. I needed a break. I saw Katie on the couch, so I walked up and sat next to her. She looked up from her phone when I sat down. "Hey!" She said, leaning her head on my shoulder for a second as a greeting, before lifting her head back up. We chatted for a few minutes, waiting for the first of the guests to arrive. Tonight would be busy. When the doorbell finally rang, Katie jumped up. "I'll get it!" Katie loved answering the door for guests. Chances are, the guests also loved Katie answering the door. If Katie answers the door, you're getting a hug. And she gives good hugs. I stood up, trying to identify the guest from their voice. It was my Uncle Ricky, with his wife and kids. You wouldn't be interested in those kids, though. They were much younger and far more annoying than my sisters. I stood near the entrance to the kitchen and greeted my family members as they filed into the house. My uncle patted me on the shoulder. "Hey, Matt. What's up?" He said, not specifically looking for an answer. He suddenly waved passed me. "Well, hello, Jacqueline!" Aware now that Jax was behind me, I decided to slip past everyone and head back outside. I didn't want to be near Jax at the moment... she was acting strange. Almost as if she were going back on her promise to never talk to me about her feelings towards me. I walked up to my dad. "Hey, Dad, Uncle Ricky is here." "Oh, that's good." He said, not looking away from the burgers. "Just in time, too. Watch this for me?" He said, stepping past me to greet his brother. I stood by the grill and flipped a burger or two, just glad to be away from Jax for a minute. I felt a tap on my shoulder. My anxiety quickly shrank when I saw it was only Katie, and not Jax. "Nice burgers ya got there." She sat, rocking back and forth on her heels. I couldn't help but notice she was barefoot; finding a Floridian girl in the summer being barefoot is about as surprising as finding a dog with a tail. Her long toes were scrunching in the grass, and I had to look away before getting a boner. Luckily, Katie didn't seem to notice. "Yeah, they look good..." I said, hiding my anger. Thanks a lot, Jax. Now I have to get over these urges again. Fuck. Katie sighed and spun around in the lawn, her black hair flying through the air. "We're gonna have so much fun tonight, Matt. You don't even know!" She said, continuing to spin. I had to push aside the thought that came to my mind: What kind of fun? I realized I needed to avoid Katie too, now. Great. My dad returned with my uncle, and I took that as my cue to walk away. I went over to one of the pool chairs and sat down. Sadly, Katie had followed me, so I was stuck in my own awkward imagination again. Katie plopped down on the chair next to me. She swung her legs up over the arm, her feet almost touching my arm. I shifted as to not be near them. Katie looked at me with her piercing blue eyes. "So, what's up?" Sadly, my penis. "Nothing really... really excited for tonight, though!" I said, trying to just have a conversation. A smile spread across her face. "Me too! I love fireworks." She said, kicking her legs. Her feet repeatedly popped up into view, making me look away. As I turned my head, I noticed that Jax was coming. Fucking really? "Hey, Jax." I said, looking her in the eyes, and not at her probable bare feet. "Hey, guys." She said, sitting down on a chair directly across from me. She stuck her legs up in the air, and presented her feet to me. "Hey, Matt, are my feet dirty? Don't want to look stupid in front of the family." My eyes were forced to lock onto her feet. Jax's soles looked like they were so soft. They were light brown from the dirt. "Yeah, they are a little." "Aw, shit, alright." She got up, grabbing a towel from the bar, and walking to the pool. I watched her sit on the edge and dip her legs in. I forced myself to look back to Katie, who was looking at me expectantly. We talked for a while, about how we never wanted summer to end, about how we couldn't wait for the fireworks. But all I could think about was how I was getting boners from my siblings feet, again. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was much later now, and the sun was almost down. We'd all eaten our dinner, and were nestling up together outside, getting ready for the firework display. I sat with Daniel and Katie, Jax close by chatting with Ben. Daniel was blabbering on to me about some girl he'd been wanting to bang, but I cut him off. I noticed Katie looking at her phone, stifling laughter. "Dan, let's not talk about this. It's kinda weird with Ben so close by..." I said, motioned towards Jax and my brother. "Oh, c'mon, Matt. He's sixteen now, right? He's heard - and seen - much worse." Daniel laughed. Katie suddenly looked up and cleared her throat. She looked over at my brother. "Hey Ben?" Ben looked over Jax's shoulder. "Yeah, Katie?" Katie flashed one of those award winning smiles. "I just wanted to say that you're growing up to be a handsome young man. Do you have a girlfriend yet?" Ben frowned, sighed, and stood up. "Well, see ya guys." He strode off to find somewhere else to go. Katie smirked. "You're welcome." She said, looking back at her phone. Daniel stared at Katie, then glanced to me, raising his eyebrows repeatedly. I smirked, and shook my head. Daniel rolled his eyes. "Anyways," he said, getting back to his original conversation, "this girl Vicky, right?" I tried to pay attention to his story, but all I could focus on was Katie's feet. Her legs were crossed, and she was bouncing her hanging foot. I could feel the blood flowing to my cock... I jumped when I heard an explosion. Katie's feet and everything around them flashed green, and then returned to normal colors. Everyone in the yard had started cheering. I looked up into the sky to see a thick cloud of smoke drifting of in the direction of the light breeze. The fireworks had started. Daniel ran off to get a drink. I moved to the bench Katie was sitting on, so we could sit and chat, and so I couldn't look at her feet anymore. We sat laughing and talking, watching the blues and reds and greens explode in the air above our house. I was leaning forward, my elbows on my knees, my hands wrapped together in a fist under my chin. I looked around and noticed now that Katie, Jax, and I were the only ones on this side of the yard. I frowned; maybe everyone moved to get a better view. I shrugged to myself, thinking the view was fine from here. Katie and I continued to chat, but she didn't seem quite there, like she was distant. I ignored it, and continued watching the sky. At some point, Jax stood up and walked past me. "Hey, save my seat, I'm going to get a drink." I nodded, and looked back to the fireworks. I felt Katie rustling to my side, probably getting herself comfortable. Suddenly, a large explosion went off, and the sky was filled with red, white, and blue. I laughed, and turned to Katie. "Wow, look at that one!" But she hadn't seen it. She wasn't looking at the fireworks. She was looking at me. "Katie, what's wrong?" She stared into my eyes. "I... I..." Another firework exploded, drawing my gaze for a second. I slowly nodded. "You what?" She reached her hand out and touched my arm. "I... I still love you..." I was completely taken aback. The side of Katie's face exploded in a flash of blue, but I barely noticed. I couldn't tell if I was breathing or not. We hadn't talked about this for months, almost a year. Things had gone somewhat back to normal. But it had all been an illusion. I jumped back to reality suddenly, when I noticed Katie was directly in front of me. Before I could react, it happened. She planted her lips onto mine. Now, Katie had kissed me before. Kissed me on the cheek when she won a track tournament, or kissed me goodnight when we younger, but this was different. Entirely different. The moment our lips met, a wave of fear washed over my body. What we were doing was wrong, but I didn't know how to stop it. I felt Katie wrap her arms around my neck and hug me as she kissed me. It probably only lasted a few seconds, but it felt like it had been minutes. She was the one that pulled away, a look of fear, embarrassment, and lust in her eyes. I subconsciously licked my lips, noticing that Katie's lips had tasted sweet, most likely some kind of edible lipstick. It hit me she had planned on doing this; why would she wear sweet, edible lipstick, if she hadn't planned on kissing someone? Katie stared into my eyes, and I stared into hers. She sat there, anxiously waiting for my reaction. "Katie..." I said, cautiously. I didn't have any words. She pushed her lips together, and looked up at the sky. Not knowing what else to do, I looked up as well. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Later that night, after everyone had gone home, I sat in the house. Literally, just sat in the house, thinking of what had happened. Katie kissed me . On the lips, no less. She said she still loved me. My heart was beating very quickly. What was I going to do? Would I ask her about it, or wait it out and hope she just leaves it alone? I recalled the moment of impact. Did I... did I kiss back? I couldn't remember. If I had, it had just been an instinctual thing. In the moment, have you. I kept reassuring myself, when I heard soft footsteps. Light, quiet footsteps, of a girl with no shoes on... I started to panic. What the fuck do I do?! I contemplated hiding behind the couch when Jax came around the corner, her bare feet lighting thumping on the carpet. Oh, thank Christ. Jax smiled. "Oh, hey Matt. Some show, huh?" I slowly nodded. "Yeah... it was... really cool." She squinted her eyes suspiciously and nodded her head. "Yeah... so, what do you plan on doing the rest of the night?" I stayed silent for a few seconds. Finally acknowledging the question, I shook my head slowly. "Oh, uh, no... I don't know." Jax scrunched her mouth and moved it to the side, tilting her head; a look that showed she was thinking, or concerned. She crossed her arms, slowly walking up to me. "Matt, what's wrong?" Fuck. I shook my head, normally now. "Nothing's wrong." She shook her head, sitting up next to me. "Matt, it's okay. You can tell me anything." She said, rubbing my arm. I felt a shock course through my arm wherever she touched me. This had to stop. "I know, Jax, I know. I appreciate that. But really, don't worry about me. I'm just fine." I said, laughing for effect. She slowly nodded, still rubbing my arm. She shrugged. "Alright, if you say so. But if something does end up coming up," she said, pointing her thumbs to herself, "this is the gal to come to." I smiled. "Gotcha. I'll keep that in mind." I said, noting that what she had just said could also be taken as a sexual innuendo. Still, a strange coincidence. Of course, it may not even be a coincidence. I mean, Katie kissing me was no coincidence, so what makes me think Jax's double-meaning-phrases were too? I shook my head as Jax walked away. That was fucking close. I was about to finally relax on the couch until I realized Katie was standing in the doorway of the living room. I stared at her awkwardly and she stared at me. Before I could speak, she came up to me and sat down. "Katie..." I said again, just as cautious as before. She didn't listen, and hugged me. "I'm sorry, Matt. I couldn't control myself." She said, not letting go of me. I didn't know what to say. I don't think I could say anything. I noticed then that she was crying. Like it had hit me a year prior, when Katie had apologized to me, I realized I had been harsh this whole time. The realization occurred that it wasn't even that weird, when you thought about it. We had grown up together, as siblings, yes, technically, but more as friends who called each other siblings. You see movies, TV shows, even real life stories about how childhood friends developed feelings for each other. What's to stop that from happening between step siblings? But even though it wasn't technically wrong, it would still totally be wrong. For one, everyone at my school would inevitably find out. I could see us being called names, and losing our friends. Another thing would be the whole "explaining it to the family" thing. That would suck. That is, assuming, that I loved her back. That isn't what would happen for a sexual relationship. For a moment, I felt weird even thinking of that, but I couldn't deny it; it would be much easier for us to hide a purely sexual relationship than an actual relationship. That much was true. I decided to focus more on the present than the future. She was crying. It was an awkward situation, but I couldn't be a little bitch. I had to man up. For Katie. "Katie... it's okay." I said, patting her back softly. She leaned back and wiped her eyes. "No, it isn't. I just... I couldn't help myself. Something took over me. I just..." She closed her eyes. "I love you, Matt." I sighed. "I know, Katie. And I love you too. It's just... I don't think that sort of thing would work out." She slowly nodded. Okay, good so far... "I mean, you know, a relationship would be hard for two people like... us. Like, I plan to get married one day. Weddings should look like two families coming together for a connection. It shouldn't look like a family reunion..." The truth looked like it stung her, but she kept going. "Well... we don't have to get married... I just... I want to have you ... and you could have me." She said nervously, her words sitting in limbo. I could tell she was ditching all boundaries and going in for the kill. She was going all in; she'd either leave broke, or walk out with my cock on a leash. I didn't know what would happen. "Katie... You're beautiful, you're funny, you're smart. Any guy would be lucky to have you. It's just... it would feel weird. And the risk..." I said, before she cut me off. "I don't care about risks, Matt. I'd risk everything I have to be with you..." Her voice started cracking again. My heart was breaking. I had had a few girlfriends in my past, but Katie loved me more than any of them combined. I was lucky to have someone like that. Too bad she was my step sister. "Katie, you're making this really hard for me..." I started. Katie wasn't listening. "You know Jax still loves you too, right?" She said, sniffling her nose. I sighed. "Yeah, I'd figured that much." Katie nodded. "No matter what you do or say, we're going to love you. It's just going to be that way. It's up to you to do what you want with that. We don't care, you know we don't. We'd go on the news right now and be interviewed just so we could be with you." She said, putting her hand on my arm. I slowly shook my head. "Well, even if I did do... anything... I could only do it with one of you." She shrugged. "Not necessarily..." I couldn't believe I was having this conversation. I could already guess what she'd meant, but I asked anyways. "Katie, what do you mean by that? " She bit her lower lip in anxiety. She wanted to say something but couldn't. I was about to speak when she blurted out what was on her mind. "Jax and I want to have sex with you." I gasped, taken aback. "Katie... what...?" She closed her eyes. "It's true. It's really true..." I shook my head. "I... I don't even know what to say..." Katie just sat in silence, slowly rubbing my arm. "I think... I'm going to go to bed now." Katie quickly nodded. "Yeah, sure. Go ahead." She watched me stand up. "... I'm sorry, Matt." I nodded. "That's... okay..." I said, barely paying attention. I walked down the hallway, my head in my hands. What the actual fuck was going on? I pushed open my door and stepped in my room. Closing the door behind me, I kicked off my shoes and flopped on my bed, staring at the ceiling. I laid there for a while, just waiting for something good to happen. It didn't. At some point I heard muffled shouting coming from Jax's room across the hall. It sounded faintly like Katie was in there. I froze up, still in the same position on my bed. Did she tell Jax that she told me about this whole sex thing? I heard Jax's door open and semi-loudly close. I heard the hallway creek as she crossed it, almost definitely coming to my room. Without moving my body, I looked at the door as it opened. Jax stepped in, shutting the door behind her. She looked angry. "What the fuck, Matt?" I panicked. "Jax, I--" "You kissed Katie?" Jax whispered loudly, hoping not to wake our parents. I slightly relaxed; she didn't know that I knew that she wanted to fuck me. "To be fair, Jax, she kissed me." I said. She scoffed. "You think I care?" I sighed, rubbing my face with my hands. I stopped when I felt fabric brush my legs. I sat up on my elbows to see Jax was on top of me, her crotch on mine. She slowly bent forward, wrapping hear arms around my neck. She smirked at me, her blonde hair falling in her face. "It's only fair, right?" Before I could say anything in protest, Jax planted her lips on mine. I'm not too sure how to describe it, but we'll just say Jax is a more... active kisser than her sister. Her green eyes were closed; I only knew that because mine were wide open. I felt her tongue push its way into my mouth. She was making out with me. Well, it was more like she was kissing a dead fish. After what felt like an eternity, she pulled back, brushing her hair over her ear. She smirked again. "Now we're even." She pushed against me to sit up. I saw her almost too obviously spin around on her way to the door, showing off her "buns." She twisted the doorknob and pulled it open. Right before she stepped out of the room, she turned her head ninety degrees, so it wasn't fully facing me. "And Katie wasn't lying, by the way." I saw the right side of her face as she smiled, and walked out of the door. I felt paralyzed. I didn't know what to do. I felt a stinging in my hand, and looked down to see I was clenching my fists so hard I was digging my nail into the flesh of my hand. I relaxed my hands, but the main pain in my body remained. It was at that moment that I realized my life would probably never be the same again. And it turned out, it wouldn't be. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next morning, I woke up, realizing I'd fallen asleep in that same position. I stood up, still in yesterday's clothes. Changing my shirt, I recalled what had happened the night before. I hoped it had been a dream. I threw on a pair of gym shorts, and stepped out of my door. Jax's room was open, but I managed to slip away without being seen. Unfortunately, she was already in the kitchen with my dad. My dad looked up when I walked in, saying good morning. "Hey, son, how was your night last night?" He said, turning the page in his newspaper. I saw Jax smirk and glance over at me from behind him. "It was awesome." I said, seeing Jax giggle to herself. I chewed on my lip as I went to the fridge, taking out the orange juice. Half of my brain was asking questions that needed to be answered, like What are you going to do? and Why are they doing this? The other half of my brain was asking questions like Are you gay? and Why don't you want to fuck those beauties? I tried to shake my head, to clear those strange thoughts, but they wouldn't leave. They actually seemed to be becoming larger. Maybe... maybe it wasn't so bad? No. It was... was it? I needed to clear my head, so I stepped outside. Katie was sitting by the pool, her legs out. She was sunbathing, and I had a perfect view of her soles. Before she could see me, I walked back inside, passing Jax. "Hey there, Matt. What do you have planned for today?" She said, winking. It was too much to handle, so I returned to my room for the next few hours. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I was busy on my computer when I heard a knock on my door. "C'mon, Matt, it's time for dinner." Jill. I glanced at the clock. 8:53 PM. Holy shit, what did I do today? I walked out of my room and passed through the living room. Katie was on the couch, wearing knee high black socks. She apologetically smiled at me, which I pretended I hadn't seen, and kept walking. I walked into the kitchen to see my dad, Ben, and Jax already at the table, eating their dinner. Fish and potatoes. Jill was an amazing cook, too, so we always had something new and delicious to eat. I grabbed a plate and took some food. I sat down at that table, as far away from Jax as I could, and started to eat. After a minute or so, Katie walked in, her black socks contrasting perfectly with her white skin. I forced myself to not look at the outline of her toes in the socks, and continued eating my dinner. Katie sat down across from me. I could feel her eyes on me as I ate, trying to avoid all conversation. Luckily, Jill and my dad started talking, which pulled attention from me. As I absently listened and ate, I noticed Katie was fidgeting in her seat. I heard a soft scraping under the table. I ignored it, and turned to Ben, who was on the end of the table. "So, what'd you do today?" Ben started rambling on about whatever he'd done that day. I had asked mainly so that I looked busy, in case anyone tried to talk to me. Out of nowhere, I felt something soft hit my leg. Looking under the table, I noticed a bunched up piece of black fabric. As I stared at it, another one flew towards me. Confused, I looked further under the table. My eyes widened when I saw Katie's bare feet under the table. She'd taken off her socks and thrown them at me? Strange. I decided to listen to Ben again. I was only listening for a few seconds when a shock went through my body. Something cold was touching my leg. I slowly turned my head in Katie's direction. She wasn't looking at me, but at her food. I turned back to Ben to "listen" to his story. The cold thing rubbed my leg, slowly getting higher. It soon reached my knee and moved over my gym shorts. Within seconds, I saw that it was a foot: Katie's, to be exact. It was then that she gave a quick glance up, smirking while chewing, before looking back at her food. Katie rubbed her foot around my lap. I was confused to what she was doing, worried that this would soon give me an erection. It suddenly hit me that maybe that was what she wanted. How the fuck did she know about my foot fetish? Did somebody tell her? No, nobody knew except one of my ex-girlfriends. Had she seen me looking at her feet, or Jax's feet, or anybody's feet? I hadn't even realized I'd gotten a boner. Katie did notice, however. Slowly, she edged her foot up to my crotch, until it finally was pushing against my cock. I couldn't move, or do anything to stop it; if I did, Ben would surely notice. I'd have to get up and show my family my boner in my gym shorts. So I had to sit there. No matter how wrong it felt, I couldn't deny that it felt good, even though the thought disgusted me. She slowly rubbed my crotch with her foot. My breath slowly increased. This was the first time that someone other than myself had touched me sexually since I was sixteen, and I had only done a few minor things with my ex. As Ben rambled on, I realized he wasn't even looking at me anymore as he spoke. I took the second to try to stop what was happening. But when I looked down, something happened. I saw Katie's long toes, each nail painted black, pushing against my cock behind my shorts. Slowly, Katie spread her big and "index" toes, and pushed on my cock. My cock slipped between her toes and she continued stroking. The only thing stopping me from having my cock rubbed in between her cute toes was a thin pair of gym shorts... I realized I'd thought of them as "cute." A darkness in me was growing. I felt like she needed to stop, but I didn't want to do anything to stop her. I just watched her stroke my dick with her toes. I hadn't fapped in a few days, so this was very pleasurable for me. Before I even realized it, I was lightly thrusting my hips, as if I was humping he space between her toes. I was breathing quite heavily, yet softly. After a minute or so, I could feel the pleasure growing. My brain told me to stop, but my body kept going. I felt my balls start to tighten, the burn signifying an oncoming ejaculation was growing. I felt precum leaking out of my dick, and Katie did too. My body thrusted a little faster, begging for the best orgasm I'd ever had. Suddenly, her foot was gone. I was confused. As the residual pleasure left, my common sense returned; what was I doing? I looked up, and noticed Katie was nervously eating her food. It looked a bit to my right and saw Ben looking at me expectantly. "... What...?" He sighed. "I said, are you even listening to me?" He said, chewing his fish. I shrugged. "No, I wasn't, sorry, I kind of... zoned out there." I said, making a glance at Katie. Ben seemed to catch it, but was oblivious to what it meant. He shrugged. "Whatever, you asked." I nodded, barely listening. What the fuck just happened? Slowly, my family filed out. First my parents, and then Ben. It was just Katie, Jax, and I. I didn't even care anymore. I blurted out my thoughts. "What the fuck was that Katie?" That made both Katie and Jax look up. "Did you like it?" Katie said, expecting some kind of approval. I slowly nodded. "Yeah, but that isn't the point." Katie laughed, looking to her sister. "I told you he would." Jax dropped her mouth open. "You did it?! " Katie smirked. "I did." My jaw fell open now. "You knew? " I said to Jax. Jax nodded. "Oh, I knew." She shook her head. "How did you like that ?" I slowly started to feel a wave of embarrassment. Was she making fun of me for my fetish? "I mean... anything is pleasurable if you rub it against a guy for long enough." I said, instantly regretting joining the sex conversation. Jax raised an eyebrow. "Really...?" She said questioningly. Katie spoke now. "I told her you'd like it." I decided to question them now. "Why did you decide to use your... feet like that?" I said, shifting in my chair. Katie shrugged. "Jax and I were watching a movie and a girl in it did that. We then argued whether a guy would enjoy it or not, and I obviously won." She smirked again, getting a look of annoyance from Jax. Jax shrugged, adding, "She did it because it's her sole purpose in life!" She fell back in her chair, laughing at her own pun. I felt a wave of relief pass over me. They didn't know about my fetish. I was safe. Katie laughed to herself. "I'm sorry I had to put you through that, by the way... I know my feet are gross." She laughed, wiggling her toes. I shook my head without thinking. "No, I think they're cute." I felt my face get hot. What the fuck was I doing? Katie's eyes lit up. "... Really?" She said, looking at her feet. She got a look of subtle jealousy from Jax, who got up and walked away. Without answering, I stood up and walked out myself. I had to get to my room before saying anything else stupid. My split mind started battling again. One side fought for the side of common sense and told me I had to end this with them now. The other side was urging me to fap while thinking about what happened. Or better yet, beg Katie to finish the job she started. I walked into my room and closed the door. I looked at the clock, to see it was almost 10:30. Deciding to just go to bed early, I took my pants off and hopped into bed. Throwing the covers over myself, I was glad that I was actually getting a good nights sleep for once. I rolled over onto my side, and closed my eyes. I had to fight against my imagination for a while, but I eventually drifted off to sleep. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I awoke in the middle of the night, probably around two in the morning or so. I heard my door slowly creak open and then slowly close. My light flicked on. My eyes slowly adjusted to the sudden light, but eventually, they made out the shape of Jax. She was standing there in her pajamas, a short pair of shorts, and a T-shirt that was a bit too big for her. She stood near my door, her arms crossed. "Jax, what are you doing?" I said, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. She clicked her tongue disapprovingly at me. "Oh, Matty, Matty, Matty..." She said, pacing my room. I didn't like where this was going. She stopped pacing, and looked at me from across the room. "What happened tonight, it was completely unfair." She smirked, walking slowly to my door. I nervously swallowed as she locked my door. She smiled slowly making her way to my bed. "C'mon, Matty... you know it was unfair... she got to have all of that fun with that big cock of yours..." She said in her baby voice, toying with her shirt. I could feel a regretful boner growing in my boxers. "My big sister is so spoiled... she always gets what she wants..." She quickly lifted her shirt, revealing her bare breasts. I couldn't look away. In the year since I had seen them, they had grown slightly bigger, and looked just as disappointingly beautiful. She pulled down her shorts, revealing a small, black pair of panties. She got on her hands and knees and started crawling to me on the bed. As she moved, she pulled the covers off of me. "Now, Matty, here's the thing... I never get what I want..." She said, reaching me. She moved her left arm to the other side of me, and started crawling up me. She stopped when her face reached mine. "How about I finally get what I want, huh, Matty?" She leaned into my ear. "It's only fair, right?" She whispered, leaning back and looking into my eyes, smiling. We stared at each other for a few seconds. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In World War II, we fought a variety of enemies, the largest being Hitler and his Nazi party. One of the others, though, was Japan. Japan lived on through the war, thinking they were tough and powerful, thought they could win it all. And out of nowhere, we dropped two nukes on their heads, killing so many of their people. The Japanese government was forced to surrender and give in to the United States and its terms. That's what seemed to be happening in my head. The good, light side of my brain was pushing the dark side to the ground. It thought it could win. But the dark side stood up, tall, and like the United States, dropped a metaphorical bomb on the light side. And like the United States, it would win this war. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I don't know what it was. It may have been the way I felt seeing her beautiful green eyes staring into mine, or the way her gorgeous blonde hair fell down onto me, or the way her breath smelled like mints, or the way her pussy was pushing against my cock, but I did the unthinkable. Surprising myself and even Jax, I leapt up and kissed her. I couldn't control it. I felt guilt be released by the light side of my brain, but it was stomped on my the dark side. It wanted me to enjoy this. Jax's eyes remained open for a second, until she squeezed them shut and kissed me back. I could feel her tongue push into my mouth, as it had the night before, and felt her lightly grind on my erection. Unable to stop myself, I reached behind her, rubbing her back, moving my hands down to her ass. I squeezed her ass cheeks, feeling them fit perfectly in my palms, as if they'd been made for me. She pulled back, breathing heavily. It looked as if she would start crying. "Fucking finally." She said, before hugging me. I had never seen Jax show this much love to anything ever, so just seeing it now made this taboo adventure even more exciting. The light side of my brain attempted again to overthrow the dark side, but it just had the second nuke dropped down from above. She pecked me on the lips once more, smiling, before slowly scooting down the bed. I watched in pure lust as she grabbed the edge of my boxers and pulled down. My boner popped out of its cage, springing up into her face. Her eyes were now filled with lust. "I've been waiting for this for so long..." She said, wrapping her hand around my cock. I immediately exhaled, clenching my fist. Just seeing her wrap her hand around me sent a wave of pleasure through my body. She smirked. "I see you liked that." My head fell back, and I looked at the ceiling for a second. I searched for the "I have to stop this," in my head, but it didn't appear. I was in the dark side now. Another wave of pleasure shot through me as a warmth wrapped around my cock. I shot my head up to see Jax had placed her mouth around my cock, and was about halfway down the shaft. I watched in amazement as she took all seven inches of me down to the pubes, and then back up. I didn't think it could get hotter until she made eye contact. That's the one thing some people didn't understand until it happened. Blowjobs aren't remotely close to being good until the girl makes eye contact and maintains it. Especially if they were as beautiful a shade of green as Jax's. She slowly started bobbing up and down on my cock. I couldn't take it. I knew I was going to cum soon. This felt amazing. I realized something I hadn't realized in the moment; this was my first blowjob. My ex had given me a handjob, but that was it. I watched Jax suck my dick for another minute or so until I felt the orgasm nearing. I wasn't surprised that I wasn't lasting very long, after Katie had left me hanging. "Jax... I'm going to cum soon..." I said, sitting up on my elbows. A look of excitement came to Jax's face. She pulled my cock out of her mouth and started stroking quickly. I felt the burning in my balls again, but this time it was brought all the way to the end. I shot a string of cum out of my cock. It landed in Jax's mouth. My second and third squirts were each smaller, but they hit her on her face, around her mouth and nose. She stuck my head in her mouth, sucking the remaining semen out. It was a sight to see; my step sister, naked, my cock in her mouth, my jizz covering her face, her beautiful eyes looking up at me as it all happened. She leaned back smiling. "That tasted so much better than I ever imagined it would!" She said, wiping her face clean with her hand and shoving my cum in her mouth. I smiled, in lust and in happiness. I didn't know why, but I wasn't even thinking about this being wrong anymore. It just felt too right to be wrong. She giggled, and jumped up next to me. She put her arm over my chest and stuck her head in my shoulder. Her hair smelled like vanilla, which was, in my opinion, the best scented shampoo out there. She was drawing a circle repeatedly on my chest with her finger. "See what you've been missing?" She said, pivoting her head on my chest so she was looking at me. I smiled again, realizing I had missed out on this. I thought about Katie. What would I do with her? I couldn't just ignore her. It wouldn't... be fair. Jax looked down at my cock, noticing it was getting hard again already. She lightly stroked it, sending more pleasure through me. "Go to sleep, little guy - or should I say big guy? I'm done with you for now." She leaned over and kissed it. I was resisting the urge to beg her to pleasure me again. She got up, and threw on her shirt. Sliding her shorts up her long, soccer-toned legs, she smiled at me. She unlocked my door and stepped outside. She turned around, putting her hand on my light switch. "Night, Matty." She smirked, flicking off my light, and leaving me again in the dark. But I was fine, because the dark was my home now. [To Be Continued...]

All characters are of 18+ years old. Thanks for reading! More chapters coming real soon! ***** "Ok class that's a wrap. I'll see you all next week when we begin a new chapter." Said Mr. Holland, my statistics teacher, as the announcements finished and we all got up from our chairs. "And just because you all are graduating in a few weeks, that doesn't mean you guys can just check out and allow your grades to plummet. Senioritis is a terrible disease and if you let it take hold of you, I promise you will be feeling the symptoms of it when you begin college next year. Nonetheless, have a great weekend and stay out of trouble." I hurried down the hall to my locker, eager to be free of the confines of the building and on my way back home to let the weekend begin. I got to my locker and, like usual, fucked up the combination two or three times before I could get the damn thing open. I threw a bunch of books in my backpack even though I knew I wouldn't be using them and headed for the door. "Yo! Wait up Daniels!" I turned at the mention of my name and spotted a few of my friends standing in a small group talking in front of the lockers. I waved and jogged lightly over to them. "Sup guys." I greeted as I approached them. "Not much man, just talkin' about this weekend," Replied Frank, one of my friends from the football team. "Speaking of which, you got any plans this weekend? You know that rich kid Robert Oden-something? He's throwing a huge party tomorrow night. Are you going?" "Nah sorry guys I can't make it. I promised my dad I would help with one of his plumbing jobs on Saturday so I will be out of town until Sunday afternoon." A chorus of groans and boos greeted me as I finished speaking "Aw c'mon man. Can't your old man just bring someone else? We need you there man. Whether you want to admit it or not, girls are into you. Regardless of if you don't want to fuck a bunch of random hot girls, we need you to pass the plate man. Send a few of them our way. C'mon man, do it for us." "I'm sorry guys, I want to go, but I promised my dad I would help him on this. He needs someone who knows plumbing, not just some random guy and I know plenty from working with him so I said I would help. His partner is sick. Next time though, I'm there." With that I turned and headed towards the entrance and the parking lot where my truck was parked. Just as I was opening the passenger door to my truck and slinging my backpack onto the passenger seat, I heard the footsteps of someone running up to me. I turned around to find Audrey, a girl from my class jogging up to me. She was a pretty girl about 5'0" with long black hair that flowed down her back loosely. She was small but had fairly large C or D cups and a good sized bubble butt that stuck out from her small form and drew eyes from down the hall. She wasn't the most gorgeous or most popular girl in the school, but she was pretty darn attractive. I had noted her looks many times, but I had to focus more on my sports than dating or sex so I didn't chase after girls unlike my friends. She slowed to a stop in front of me and paused for a moment to catch her breath. "Hi Josh. I didn't mean to listen to your conversation or anything but I just overheard you say something about you knowing plumbing. Is that...like...true?" "Yes..." I said cautiously. "Is there something wrong with that?" "No, no, no! I just... our kitchen sink started leaking this week and I was wondering if you could help me out. I don't know two things about plumbing." "What's wrong with your dad? Can't he fix it? Or at least call a plumber?" I asked, not wanting to sacrifice my Friday evening lying on my back in someone else's kitchen covered in dirty water and pipe glue trying to fix a sink. "Yeah that's the thing. He's out of town for two weeks on a business trip. It's just me and my mom and my little brother. He said to call your dad because he knew that your dad is a plumber, but he is out of town on that job that you are meeting him at tomorrow so we don't have anyone we know who could help out short notice. Please Josh. We are willing to pay you whatever it takes. Please?" I closed my eyes and sighed, rubbing my temples. Who was I kidding? I wasn't going to say no to someone who needed help. I might as well get all my non-existent plumbing urges out this weekend if I was already going to be helping out my dad tomorrow. "Fine, I'll do it, Audrey. No charge. I'll be over in a couple hours." I told her. "OMG Thank you, thank you, thank you Josh!" she exclaimed as she threw her small arms around my waist in a hug. "I'll tell my mom you're coming over. Thanks again!" She let go of me and went to her car before I could even think about what I had gotten myself into. I had never even seen their kitchen sink. I had no idea what the problem was with it or what it was going to take to get it fixed. And I was doing it for free. 'You are such an idiot Josh!' I thought to myself as I climbed up into my truck and pulled out of the school parking lot. I didn't live especially far from school so I got home pretty quickly. I went straight up to my room and started to change into my work clothes. "Josh are you home?" yelled my mother up the stairs. "Yeah I'm changing, why?" I yelled back. "Changing for what? Are you going somewhere?" "Yeah, a girl in my grade is having sink issues so I promised her I would take a look at it today. I'll be back later. I don't know how long this will take." I finished changing and went downstairs to the kitchen where my mom was. "Ok, well your father called a little while ago and said to tell you that Rick was feeling better and is headed down tomorrow to help on the job. He doesn't need you tomorrow." "Cool. I better get going. I haven't even seen this sink yet so I have no idea what the situation is there. I don't want to be in someone else's kitchen until 1:00 a.m. neck deep in dish water. Bye" I got all my tools from the garage and threw them in the bed of my truck and headed over to Audrey's house. She lived a bit farther from school than me but still wasn't too far away. I pulled in the driveway and parked my truck behind what I assumed was her mom's Toyota forerunner. My truck barely fit in the damn drive. I took my toolbox and lugged it to the front door. Before I could even knock, the door flew open. "Hi Josh," came a bubbly and sweet voice. "Hello again, Audrey." I greeted in response. "Mom! Josh is here. You know...the guy I told you about who said he could help with the kitchen sink!" Audrey yelled into the house. "Ok I'll be right there sweetie." Yelled back a female voice that I assumed had to belong to her mother. I stepped in the door, ducking my head a bit to avoid smacking my forehead on the door frame. As I stepped into the entry hall, a woman in her thirties stepped around the corner. She looked like an older version of Audrey with a similar body and the same long, black hair and bright attitude. "You must be Josh," she said. "You're a tall one, aren't you? And handsome too. A good package." "Mom!" exclaimed Audrey, blushing. "Thank you ma'am," I said, amused by her embarrassment. "So Audrey said you were having plumbing issues. May I see the sink?" "Ooooo. Tall, handsome, AND polite. I wish my daughter was dating a boy like you." Continued Audrey's mom. "Mom!" exclaimed Audrey again, her cheeks bright red. "Ok, ok I was just making an observation is all," said Audrey's mom. "The kitchen is this way Josh." She led me down a hall and to the kitchen. The cabinet doors below the sink were hanging and there were several bath towels soaking up water on the floor along with a couple buckets part way full of water. "We don't know anything about plumbing as Audrey probably explained to you so I'll let you have at it. If you need anything, I'll be gone for a few hour shopping and running errands but Audrey will be here and her younger brother, Simon, will be home from Lacrosse in a few hours. Thanks again." Audrey's mom left and I got to work diagnosing the problem. Their sink was one of those old fancy ones made of limestone that weighed about two hundred pounds and was a pain in the ass to install and work on. I crawled under the sink and began inspecting the pipes. Audrey stood with her hands on her hips watching me for a couple of minutes, but got bored and went to the living room to watch TV. I got out my tools and began working on the pipes, wanting to get done as soon as possible. I felt nervous being under this big stone sink. Who knows if there was water damage to the surrounding wood countertops? The problem wasn't a terribly difficult one which made me breathe a sigh of relief. There had been a clog and someone had run the sink too long creating enough pressure in the pipe to burst several sections of the pipe. I would have to replace all the broken parts, which, to my dismay, included a couple sections in the wall behind the cabinet. I shut off the water and started replacing the broken pipe starting with the ones in the wall, and working my way up to the sink. It took about an hour but I finally got to the last section of pipe which was the one attached to the drain directly below the sink. I got the new pipe and crawled under the sink and lay on my back to install the new piece. Just as I finished fitting the piece into the drain and was about to fit the other end into the other pipe, I heard the one sound I didn't want to hear right now. *CRACK* I froze and listened as a serious of similar of similar noises followed. 'Oh shit,' I managed to think as the water damaged counter gave way to the massive sink and the whole thing came crashing down on my chest pinning my right arm and torso to the floor. The only reason all my ribs and organs weren't crushed right there was because the six inch piece of pipe I had just attached to the bottom of the sink jammed into the ground keeping the sink from flattening me. Still, the fuckin' thing hit my chest hard, knocking the wind out of me and putting plenty of weight on me. "What the fuck happened?" came Audrey voice, slightly muffled by the enormous stone sink in front of my head. "Oh my god! Are you ok Josh? What happened? "Yeah I'm fine," I groaned. "The counter was rotted from the water damage and it couldn't support the weight of the sink anymore." "Are you hurt? Can you get out?" asked Audrey. I tried to wiggle my right arm free, but it was stuck real good under the weight of the damn sink. I placed my left hand against the side of the sink and attempted to slide it to the side and off me, but I was right handed and the damn thing was just too heavy. "No dice. This thing is too heavy for me to move one handed and my arm is stuck." I confirmed. "I guess we could wait for my brother to get home. He isn't as strong as you but you two combined should be able to get it moved. I won't be much help. Simon should be home in about an hour, maybe less depending on what time his coach lets him out." I groaned. This was not going to be a fun or comfortable hour. "You aren't hurt are you? Is it hurting you?" inquired Audrey. "No I'm fine just...not very comfortable." "Well...maybe I can help with that..." I felt Audrey kneel between my legs and felt her small hands slide up my jean clad thighs. "What does that mean...?" I asked, confused. "Just let me help you out. Relax and just lay there." Came her reply. I felt her hand reach the top of my thigh and move over to my crotch where she began to unzip my jeans and reach inside the hole in search of my penis. "Whoa there. I'm not looking for that kind of help Audrey..." "Just be quiet Josh and enjoy it. I'm trying to help you out here. Plus...All the girls I know admire you and yet you won't let any of them close. I just want to see what you've been hiding all these years. Relax baby, and let me take care of you." I felt her small hand find its prize and she gripped my shaft. She pulled my penis through the hole in my jeans and I heard her gasp in surprise as my dick emerged. "Oh my..." she breathed. "You really are packin', aren't ya?" I could barely see through a small crack between the sink and the cabinet wall but I could tell everything that was happening in detail. She held her forearm up next to my cock in a size comparison and giggled her approval to find hers was smaller. "Mmmm I'm gonna have some fun with this big thing." She said, excitedly. "Audrey seriously, stop and go get some help if you don't mind. I'm not interested in sex right now. I have higher priorities. Now if you would, kindly replace my penis and get help." I said firmly. "Oh come on Josh!" she pouted. "What higher priorities? Sports? It's not fair to keep something so beautiful from so many girls! Now I'm gonna give make this next hour the best one of your life." I sighed in resignation. What could I do about it? I was good and stuck under this god forsaken sink and would be until her brother Simon came home. Meanwhile, Audrey had ignored my protests and was busy expertly stroking my penis. Despite the fact that I didn't want this, I couldn't help but let out a groan as her small, warm hand moved up and down my now hard shaft. Audrey giggled happily, a sound that was too cute to not make me rock solid no matter how much I just wanted her to go get help. After a few more pumps with her little hand, she paused for a moment to wrap her lips around the head of my cock and started sucking lightly while she resumed stroking my meat with her soft hand. At the touch of her warm, wet mouth around the head of my cock, I let out another soft moan. Audrey hummed in approval, sending vibrations of agonizing pleasure down my penis and through my body. I couldn't help it. I wanted more but I had zero power over what was going on what with me trapped beneath the sink. Audrey seemed eager to move on though and she began take a bit more of my meat in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down, lightly sucking on the first couple inches of my cock while her hand continued stroking the remaining length. I had to admit that it felt incredible. I had never had sex before despite the many offers I had received from various girls throughout my high school career and these new sensations had me moaning and shaking with pleasure. Audrey paused her stroking and slowly pushed her head further down until about 3 and a half inches were in and my cockhead hit the entrance to her throat. She held it there for a couple seconds, gagging herself slightly, before coming up coughing a bit. She laughed and coughed again before returning to her previous routine of stroking and sucking. Man, what I would have given to have had her continue trying until I was all the way in her throat but I was powerless to do anything but let her do her thing. After a few more minutes of sucking me off, Audrey took her head off my dick with a pop as the suction she had been applying broke seal with my cockhead. She leaned back, still on her knees and pulled her tank top over her head and let it drop to the floor next to her revealing the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her tits were incredible. They were perfectly shaped and the D cups would have been more than enough to fill my hand had I been in a position to grope them. She cupped them and smiled sweetly down at me before leaning over and crawling upwards towards my crotch. She leaned over my cock and spit on the shaft and rubbed it all over with her hand, slickening my whole member. She bent over further and wrapped her gorgeous breasts around my steel rod. She took her breasts in both hands and squeezed them together, firmly creating a tight and heavenly tunnel in-between her two melons. She began to use her tits to stroke my penis in what I can only imagine was the best titfuck of all time. Audrey moaned as my dick rubbed against her tits and she began to stroke faster. I groaned again as waves of pleasure flowed through me. She continued her motion for a few more pleasure filled minutes before her arms got tired and she slowed to a stop. I felted the warmth of her breasts leave my penis as she stopped pressing her cleavage together and leaned back. "Let's move on now, shall we?" she said, the lust apparent in her voice. I watched through the space as she stood up, turned around, and slowly peeled her tight fitting cut off khaki shorts down over her curvy butt and down her smooth, shapely legs. Her panties followed in suite a second later. She turned back towards me and proceeded to straddle my thighs. She took hold of my shaft with one hand and pressed it against her stomach to see how deep it would be if she bottomed out balls deep. She was so small and I was so large that it reached up to her ribs. "Mmmmm that's gonna be all inside me soon..." she breathed, the lust dripping like honey from her silky voice. She raised herself up and pressed the head of my penis against her pussy lips causing her to moan at the touch. She rubbed the head against her slit a few times before the positioned it and began to lower herself. She was so wet that the head went in fairly easy. She moaned as her tight little pussy was stretched to fit my cockhead. She rubbed her clit and continued to moan and whimper cutely as she slid further and further down on my cock. She managed to get about half of my cock in her velvety hole before she stopped and allowed herself to accommodate to my massive girth. I have never in my life experienced anything like the feeling of her tight little cunt stretched around my cock. It was absolutely amazing. If heaven is anything like this, then I knew I had something incredible to look forward to. She slowly rode my penis, bouncing up and down slowly, just taking about half of my meat in her tight, wet hole. She was so horny that she only had to ride my cock for a couple minutes before she came. She cried out as the sensations flew through her and her muscles spasmed around my shaft. Her pussy contracted and clenched my dick so tightly that I was about ready to erupt right there, but I managed to hold it off. She pulled off my dick as she came down from her post-orgasm high breathing hard. "Okay baby," she whispered. "I had my moment of glory, now it's your turn. Let it all out big boy." She leaned down and began jerking me off to finish me off. "C'mon baby, give it to me. I want your yummy cum all over my face and tits. I'm soooo ready for it. Are you ready? I can tell your about to blow. Cover me in your cum, Athlete." The combination of her soft, warm hand pumping my shaft rapidly and her silky sweet voice finally sent me over and I erupted with the forced of five volcanos. She breathed in sharply as her pretty face and breasts were blasted by wave after wave of sticky cum. She continued stroking me the whole time, milking my balls for everything they had, which was an enormous amount of jizz. When I finally finished spewing my spunk, she was covered and collapsed on top of my thighs in exhaustion. That's when I heard a small cough come from the other side of the kitchen. I glanced through the slot in the cabinet and saw a teenage kid with a lacrosse stick in one hand and a large duffel bag in the other. His face was as red as a tomato and he was staring at the floor, embarrassed as hell to have stumbled upon such a sight. Audrey weakly sat up and turned to see who had discovered us. She was too tired to care though so she just lay back down against my legs. "Hey Simon. Meet Josh, a guy from my school. He's here to help with the plumbing..."

Please be advised, this is the NOAA Weather Service Special Report, reporting from Colorado Springs, Colorado. There is the potential for subzero temps reaching to -18 degrees with wind speeds of up to 45 miles per hour giving an estimated -55 degree Fahrenheit temperature reading. All exposed skin surfaces will become severely frost bitten. If you must venture outside please wear appropriate clothing for the next 12 - 24 hours. This report covers the regions of Colorado Springs, Colorado to Santé Fe, New Mexico. Please be advised, this… Sarah McDougall reached over and turned off the weather radio. Sean Parker walked into the lodge’s guest area suited up and ready to go. Sean was Sarah’s new ski instructor. A college student and nephew to a college friend of Sarah’s from back east. He grabbed his poles and ski’s and was getting ready to leave the lodge when Sarah, who owned and ran the lodge, came out from behind the check in desk and went up to Sean and told him the bad news “Sean, the weather report just came in for gale force winds and subzero temps. It won’t be safe to venture outside for the next 12 - 24 hours” “Well, that just sucks. What the heck am I supposed to do for 24 hours” replied Sean. “No guests are expected to arrive for 2 weeks anyway. This will give you ample time to learn more about running this business and the layout of the resort. Your aunt will be arriving next week to take over for when I retire. This will be your business and you should learn as much of it as you can, before her arrival. As you know your aunt and I have been friends since we attended college back east in the 70’s. She was more than happy to buy the business when I decided to retire”. Later that night when they were sitting down to eat their supper, the wind started. The weather report stated gale force winds and they were correct. Sean said “it was a good idea to board up the large windows on the west side. I already heard several branches hitting that side of the building”. Sarah replied “I’ve run this lodge for 42 years. I took over for my Dad, when I graduated college. I’ve lived here all my life and in the 62 years that I’ve lived here I’ve seen quite a few storms and have learned a thing or two”. Sean just looked at Sarah and then said “sixty-two? I thought you were in your forties and just wanted to retire early”. Sarah gave a chuckle leaned over and patted his leg and said “thanks for the compliment, but I do Yoga and ski when I can and run most mornings when the weather is fit”. Sean replied “well, mountain air and exercise have really benefited you”. They both got up and cleared the dishes as they were walking to the kitchen the power went off and the emergency generators kicked in. Then the emergency generator shut down and the lights went off. Sarah looked in Sean’s direction and said “did you fill up the generator and put the fuel reserve in place like I asked you too earlier?” “Damn” was Sean’s only reply. As they groped their way in the dark to the kitchen, Sarah reached back and took Sean’s hand and led him over to the cupboard and got two flashlights. She grabbed her coat and told Sean that she would be right back. She told him to make sure the door latched and to wait there for her return. “I should go; I was the one that should have done it in the first place”. “No, it’s pitch dark outside and I know my way better than you do” Sarah went out and the force of the wind almost knocked her slim figure over. Sean watched her flashlight as she made her way over the landscape and behind a building. He waited there for several minutes mapping her route in his head and figuring out how long she should be gone. He was stupid not to take her instruction. But he thought he knew everything, being a straight A student in school and then on the Dean’s list in college. Here he was out of his element he now realized. When Sarah hadn’t returned after what he thought she should have returned. He decided to go check on her. He made his way out the door, the wind had picked up and the cold was much worse than before. He latched the door and made his way over the same route, using his flash light to make his way. The wind had obliterated Sarah’s footsteps, but up ahead he seen her flashlight inside the shed where the generator and fuel were at. When he got to the shed and went inside Sarah was nowhere to be seen. He shouted her name over the sound of the rushing winds, but no answer. Getting worried he shut the door and went over to where her flashlight was sitting, illuminating the room. He looked around for her and then all of a sudden the back door blew in and Sarah stumbled into the room. He went over to her immediately. Her hood had blown off and she didn’t have any gloves on. He quickly took off his gloves and grabbed her hands, unzipped his coat and put her hands under his armpits to warm them. They stood that way for several minutes hugging each other until he felt her hands warming up. He looked down into her eyes, smoothed out her disheveled hair and said “so what’s a beautiful dame like you doing messing around in a woodshed on a night like this?” She looked up at him and laughed and said “well, if it wasn’t for the stupidity of a young blonde, blue-eyed stud like you, I wouldn’t be”. They both laughed but didn’t separate. They stood that way for a few more minutes looking into each other’s eyes. Then Sarah backed away, went over to the fuel reserve and busied herself with the machinery. Sarah turned around and asked Sean “why did you come out here anyway?” Sean replied “I was getting worried, it was taking longer than I thought reasonable.” Sarah just nodded. After getting the generator fueled and the reserve fuel hose attached. They were able to make their way back to the main lodge. Once inside Sean got busy getting a fire lit in the fireplace and Sarah asked if he’d like a beer. Sean replied that he would. With the fire roaring in the fireplace and the wind roaring outside, Sarah and Sean sat down on the sofa and drank their beer. After a bit, Sarah stood up and said she was going to go upstairs to bed. Sean said that he was going to stay up for a bit and maybe read. As Sean sat there nursing his beer, he began to think about what Sarah said about her age. Sixty-two, my aunt is the same age. I wonder if she was that foxy blonde who I saw with my aunt in the living room when I was younger. Sean remembered that night well. It was the first time he had ever seen a woman’s breasts and he seen four of them that night. He remembered hearing moaning and thought it was the wind, and then when it became louder he snuck down the stairs and see his aunt and another lady completely naked lying on top of each other on the floor of the living room. His aunt was kissing the lady and the lady had her hand on his aunt’s private area. Then the lady stuck her fingers inside of his Aunt and his Aunt let out a moan. That was the noise he had heard from his bedroom. He sat down on the steps and watched. He was only 9 at the time, but he knew that this was something special. He remembered kissing his next door neighbor and even though he was always a big boy, the girl next door was 7 years older than he was and she showed him where to put his hands just like this lady was doing to his aunt. He also remembered the neighbor putting her mouth on his cock and sucking on it and how hard he got. Just as he was getting right now, watching his aunt and the lady as they kissed and touched each other. The lady went down and stuck her tongue into his aunt, just like the neighbor girl had showed him to. He remembered the taste and the milky fluid that came out of her and the way she moaned when that happened. Just like what was happening right now with his aunt. He fucked that neighborhood girl and she moaned and writhed around on the garage floor and when he arched his back, she pulled out from him and he released all over her little tits. Sean was remembering all of this now. He had forgotten about all of this until tonight. He remembered fondly how the neighbor girl would sneak into his room and take his cock and put it in her mouth and would swallow his cum and then she would get on top of him and ride his cock. He remembered Sarah and her lovely full breasts and the way his aunt would caress them with her fingers and thumbs. The way her mouth sucked on those nipples and how they were so dark brown and hard and how her breasts were silky white skin in comparison. He remembered how Sarah sucked on his Aunt’s breasts, her nipples. How they passionately kissed. He remembered how they reversed position and they were both licking each other’s pussy and he remembers the moaning, the writhing around on the carpet. What he liked the best in this little trip down memory lane was when his aunt got on top of Sarah and put her pussy to her Sarah’s pussy and began grinding each other. His aunt was really moving and Sarah put her hand up to her mouth trying to suppress the scream, but it all sounded so loud to Sean as he sat on the steps and watched. Faster and faster they went grinding and gyrating their hips. When at last they both screamed into their hands and lay down and held each other kissing each other and he remembered now his Aunt saying “I love you Sarah”. Sean sat there on the sofa and thought about the lady upstairs. That was only 14 years ago, why didn’t I put two and two together. I remember Sarah coming over at other times and his aunt and Sarah would go away for a weekend. They never made love, at least that he could remember, in that house except for that one night. Sean stood up to go get another beer and he noticed that his cock was fully hard. Damn, she was so sexy back then. I wonder what she looks like now. He had made love to countless other women since his losing his virginity to that neighborhood girl. I wonder if she’s ever had a cock or if she only likes girls. She has lived in this place for so many years. I thought I remember that my aunt said she was married at one time, was it a divorce or was she a widower. Maybe she’s a 62 year old virgin he thought as he absently reached down and massaged his cock. Sarah was upstairs reading and then she laid her book down and reached over and turned off the light. The wind continued to howl outside as she thought of several things she would have to attend to once daylight arrived. She heard voices downstairs and at first she was alarmed, then she realized that Sean must have turned on the TV. She didn’t know how long she was asleep when she heard moaning. She sat bolt upright in the bed and listened. She was unsure of the direction at first, and then she realized it was coming from downstairs. She crept quietly out her room and to the steps as she peeked around the corner she could see Sean on the couch with his cock in his hand stroking it. It was so huge. She looked over to the TV and there were 2 women having sex on the screen. Sarah sat down on the steps mesmerized by the sight of that huge cock. Sean was sitting there completely naked. His chest and biceps quivering as he stroked his cock. What a sight he made. She remembered changing this man’s diapers when he was a baby. She still could remember that night when his aunt and her had made love on the living room floor and when his aunt had her orgasm and bent her head back seen Sean sitting on the steps… Well, now the roles were reversed. Sarah and his Aunt never made love while he was there; they always went elsewhere for their trysts. Sarah watched as Sean was really working his cock. The girls on the TV were getting ready to fake orgasm and Sean was so intent that he didn’t know Sarah was watching. Sarah felt herself getting wet and reached down inside her panties and began playing with her clit and pussy. She was so wet; damn it had been way too long since she felt a cock between her legs. She really needed to get into town more often. Sarah, thought to herself, ‘well hell, why go into town when I have my own little stud muffin right here. She slowly made her way down the stairs. Sean was still intent on the TV and as Sarah came up behind him, she didn’t want to freak him out, but he had closed his eyes and was slowing down his stroking, going all the way down and then all the way up to the top of his cock and then back down. She came around to the front of him and knelt down and as he made his way slowly down to the bottom she opened up her mouth and put her lips firmly on his shaft. His eyes flew open and he looked down and tried to move away from her. But she kept her mouth on him and looked up into his eyes and began slowly swallowing his whole cock, from tip to base she swallowed that cock. He didn’t say a thing. Just let out a slow moan. She started sucking in earnest and she put her hands down on his ball sack and gave a little squeeze. He yelped and then started gyrating his hips in rhythm to her sucking. She used her other hand and grabbed his shaft and started pumping it faster and faster as she sucked the head of his cock and played with his balls. Then she moved her hand from his balls and began tickling that area between his balls and his asshole. His eyes shot open, he arched his back and shot his load into Sarah’s mouth. Sarah, swallowed the whole load, but she never released his cock, she started sucking and pumping his shaft and he didn’t even get soft. Sean thought, my gosh, what is this woman doing. At first I was ready to shoot my load watching the lesbians on TV, then here she was sucking my cock and then she swallowed my whole load and now I’m hard again and still she is sucking me off. As soon as Sarah realized he wasn’t going to go soft on her, she stood up and removed her night gown; she always slept naked no matter the weather. So, as she dropped her night gown on the floor. Sean’s eyes were on her tits and he said “they are just as I remembered them” and reached up and took one of them into his mouth. Sarah groaned as she felt herself get wet as he sucked on her nipples. Sean took his hand and moved it down to her pubes, it had been awhile since he had a woman who wasn’t shaved and he just used his fingers and combed through her bush. Her legs were smooth and he put his hand on her ass and squeezed her ass cheeks. He moved his other hand through her bush one more time and then he inserted is long thick middle finger up into her pussy. It was so wet. He started fingering her and then inserted another finger and she came. Sarah moaned out loud and started gyrating her hips standing over top of him, his mouth on one tit and nipple and then his mouth found the other breast and began sucking on that nipple. For a young man, Sarah thought, he sure knows how to please a woman. She felt herself working up to another orgasm as his fingers slammed again and again up inside her pussy. She thought to herself ‘I wonder if he knows…’ “Oh my gosh, she screamed….oh, Sean, Yes. Touch me there again, oh Sean that feels so damn good. Sean started moving his middle finger up against that rough patch another woman had showed him. That little rough patch had turned more women on than he could remember. He kept moving his fingers in a “come hither” movement up inside Sarah’s pussy and he felt her body go rigid and start shaking. He went faster with his finger and then moved his thumb up to cover her clit and began moving that in little circles. Sarah leaned her head back, thrust her tits harder into his mouth and screamed out his name again and climaxed severely. Pussy juice was gushing out of her pussy and Sean took his mouth off of her tits, picked her up and laid her down on the sofa. He spread her legs and went down on her lapping up that sweet pussy juice and then he started using his tongue on her. Sarah tried to push his head away saying “No, I want your cock, not your tongue, I can’t take it anymore, please fuck me with that cock”. Sean, just looked up at her and said “No, I watched you please my aunt this way and even though you have had a couple of orgasms, I’m going to please you how I want and I want to taste you as you cum again” and with that he went down on her. He moved his tongue from the base of her slit up and inside her pussy and then back out and continued climbing his tongue until he found her clit, swollen and sticking out of its little hood. He sucked on her clit and she gave a small cry. He then began again. Sarah was beside herself, ‘oh my gosh, this guy is unbelievable, but I need that cock, when ooooh, my gosh, not again’ and she sat straight up and came again. Not minutes after he had laid her down. He kept licking her and she felt herself getting ready for another orgasm, when he quickly stopped. I couldn’t believe she came so fast Sean thought… but now she’ll get what she wants and he stopped licking moved between her legs and put his thick, throbbing head inside her pussy, it was so wet, so hot. He was going to go slow as he entered, but she was so willing and it just sort of slid all the way in as soon as the head of his shaft made the entrance the rest of it just followed. “Yes, yes, yes” Sarah screamed as she watched the whole cock slide right in. He’s so thick, so huge. It’s got to be at least 9” and all of it is inside of me. I’ve never had something so big and it feels so damn good. The longest I’ve ever had was that 8” dildo Patty his aunt used on me that one night in Louisiana the night of the Mardi gras. Does he even know what he’s doing to me? The sensation of his balls hitting my ass and that long shaft, I’m gonna cum again. Sean couldn’t believe it this woman was twice the woman that he ever experienced before. The young college co-eds and their hot little bodies could never take all of him and here she not only sucked him off by taking his whole shaft into her mouth, but she’s taken my whole cock and she wants more. I’m fucking her as fast as I can and she’s got her legs wrapped around me, Fuck, I think she just scratched the shit out of my back. But that feels so damn good. Then to his amazement she sat upright and pushed him backwards. ‘Enough of this young whippersnapper taking control’ Sarah thought as she pushed him back and straddled him. She started gyrating her hips on top of him, his whole cock buried deep inside of her. I’m gonna make him cum, see how he likes it and she placed her feet on the sofa, grabbed the back of the sofa and started humping him up and down. He was sweating, his hands were on her hips, but he wasn’t helping her. All those years of Yoga, running and skiing had her legs in fine shape and she could do this for hours. She heard him gasp and his eyes snapped open and she felt him cum deep inside of her and yet she kept humping him. Sean thought his nuts exploded. He never felt this ever before. Here she’s humping me and now I just shot my load, but I’m not getting soft. In fact it feels like I’m getting harder, she’s doing something with her pussy muscles that is massaging my cock as she fucks me. Oh my goodness, what the hell is she doing now. Sean watches mesmerized as Sarah pirouettes on his cock and is now facing the opposite way. She puts her feet on his thighs and is pushing off of them. He feels her toes dig in to gain purchase and then pushes off, going to the top of his shaft almost letting it out, and then she clamps those pussy muscles around his shaft head and slowly lowers herself down to the base. He sees and feels her orgasm as her pussy juices flow down and pool around the base of his cock, his pubic hair soaked with her pussy juice. He reaches over and inserts a finger up her ass. She screams and cums again. Her ass opens up to his finger and he inserts another, so every time she comes down she get’s two of his long thick fingers up in her ass. He reaches around her with his other hand and finds her clit and begins rubbing that, she tosses her head side to side and continues to hump him fast up and slow down. He feels another ejaculation coming and let’s another one loose inside of her. His balls are on fire and he gasps out “Sarah, please I can’t do this again”. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve orgasmed and he’s shot at least 2 loads up inside of me. I can do this all night, but can he? So young, but yet, I think he’s got a few more in him that he doesn’t realize. Yet, maybe we ought to stop. All this goes through Sarah’s head as she pirouettes one more time and is now facing him. She stops humping but keeps him inside flexing her pussy muscles to keep him hard and aware. She looks down at his magnificent body. Those six-pack abs, biceps, his pecs, that blonde hair and those piercing blue eyes. Why is this guy not married off to one of those college debutantes’s? She leans down, bending his cock with her and kisses him gently on the lips, then looks into his eyes and says “I remember not long ago, when I begged for your cock, you thought you could keep teasing me with foreplay, now that we’re actually doing the main event, you want to stop. Here I am 40 years older and I want to keep enjoying the night. It’s howling and blowing up a tempest outside and I want to fuck a storm on the inside, but you want to stop. To add to her point she increases the muscular grip her pussy has on his cock. Sean looks up at her gray disheveled hair and then his gaze follows down to her luscious breasts, those nipples erect and hard and then his gaze is forced down to her gray pubic hairs as she really grips in with those awesome pussy muscles. “Well, sister if that’s how you feel and he muscles her onto her back and then while remaining inside of her he grabs her ankles and lifts them high in the air lifting her ass of the couch and he pulls back and rams inside her. She gasps for breath as he thrusts in and out. Then he puts her on her side and lifts one leg up and continues pounding her. He keeps that up until she is screaming his name over and over. She arches her back into him and they butt heads briefly as he cums at the same time as her orgasm. Her pussy gripping his cock and he lets out a scream at the same time. They lay there panting and breathing hard. Sean has his hand on her breasts, softly caressing those nipples. Sarah leans back, turns her head and kisses him and he kisses her back. They lay like that for awhile and then as Sean goes limp he pulls out of her and she rolls over on top of him and puts her head on his chest. Sean reaches up and grabs the comforter that is on the back of the sofa covers them both. Then Sarah reaches over hits the remote to turn off the TV and says, “I don’t think you will need that type of stimulation while I am here.” “No, I sure won’t” Sean says as the room darkens as they fall asleep together the storm rages on outside, but the storm inside has subsided at least for this night…

My wife, Julie, and I had been married nearly ten years. We had been happy, our sex life had been good, and finances secure. But lately, the spark was gone. It used to be that when we had sex, it was exuberant, frenetic, sweaty, fuck-till-you-drop raunchy humping. Now, the sex was routine. It was the same thing every time, over and over. Nothing was new and it wasn’t exciting anymore. This Friday was our tenth wedding anniversary and I thought if I did something special for her we might put some of the fire back into our marriage and sex life. “Julie, I thought we could do something special for our anniversary. Something you want to do.” Her eyes lit up and a little smile came across her face. “I want to stay in. I want you to make dinner and then I want us to spend the evening together doing what I want.” “You’re on.” I eagerly accepted hoping the evening would be like the ones we used to have. “You have dinner ready for us at seven. I have to stop on the way home and pick up a few things,” she explained. * * * Friday came and I prepared dinner as I’d agreed. I set the table with flowers, candles, her preferred Merlot, and then waited for her in anticipation of what she had planned. She arrived home a few minutes before seven carrying several shopping bags. “I’m going to change. I’ll be out in a few minutes. Pour me something to drink,” she said while dashing into the bedroom. I put dinner on the table, poured the wine, and stared at the closed bedroom door in contemplation of what she was up to. When it opened and Julie stepped into the doorway, my shy, reserved little wife had transformed herself into a seductress. She wore a red corset trimmed with black lace and a tiny pleated, plaid miniskirt. Her long slender legs were accentuated by black, lace trimmed, thigh high stockings and she was wearing stiletto heels. Her wavy auburn hair hung loosely and provocatively about her bare shoulders and her hazel eyes sparkled in the flickering candlelight. I was immediately aroused and arose to embrace her. She put her hand up to stop me as I approached. “First feed me, then fuck me,” she said in a soft yet demanding voice. She sat at the table, crossed her legs provocatively with her knees high in the air because of the spike heels, and placed her hands in her lap. I returned to my seat and began to eat. “What are you doing?” she said in a tone as if scolding me. I looked at her and shook my head in puzzlement. “I told you to feed me, and that’s what I want. Remember the deal for tonight. I get whatever I want.” Now I understood where she was going with this. I pulled my chair around to the other side of the table and sat facing her. Then I began to feed her as she slowly and lasciviously removed the morsels from the fork. I watched her savor the complex flavors as she chewed, and then lick her lips with the tip of her tongue. I became more aroused from the sensual display and my growing dick was making it uncomfortable to sit, crammed inside my pants as it was. Still, I didn’t dare get up and continued to feed her until she’d had her fill. When she was done, we went into the bedroom. “Now I want a bath,” she demanded. I ran the bath water and when I returned Julie was sitting on the edge of the bed; her legs crossed as before, knees high in the air. She kicked up one leg and wiggled her foot at me. I knelt and removed her stiletto. She reversed her legs and raised the other foot in the same fashion. I removed that shoe then ran my hands up her slender leg until my fingertips were just past the top of the stocking and touching the bare skin of her thigh. With just a small amount of encouragement, I could have cum right there from just the soft, supple feel of her skin. Instead, I focused on the task and slowly slid the stocking down her shapely leg to her ankle. Then I raised her lower leg by placing my hand under her calf muscle and rolled the stocking over her heel and off her foot. I removed the other stocking in the same manner and she rose to her feet. Still kneeling, I unclasped the miniskirt and let it fall to the floor. She wore tiny, white thong panties trimmed with lace which I pulled down and helped her step out of. Then I ran my hands up the outside of her legs, over her hips, and on to her waist to steady myself as I stood. I began the arduous task of unfastening the corset. It fell to the floor in a heap along with the other garments and Julie was now standing before me, completely naked, looking like a goddess. It had been a long time since I felt this way just from seeing her in the buff, but it made me horny as hell. I wanted to jump on her right then, so I put my arms around her and attempted to kiss her. “No, no, no,” she said as she backed away and shook her finger in my face. “Bath first.” We went into the bathroom. I helped Julie into the tub then knelt beside it. She handed me a bath sponge and body wash. I carefully soaped and rinsed her luscious body. Her slippery wet skin felt like silk. She raised each leg in turn and I soaped and rinsed them as well. Then she sat on the edge of the tub and handed me scissors, a razor, and shaving gel. She leaned back and spread her knees wide. She wanted me to shave her pussy. Julie was indeed a redhead. Her bush was as auburn as the hair on her head. She had never shaved her pussy while we were married, but she did keep it closely trimmed and her bikini line well in check. Even so, I had always wanted to know what her pussy felt like bare, and guessed I was finally going to find out. I used the scissors and judiciously trimmed everything down to short stubble, then lathered her up with the gel and carefully finished with the razor. While rinsing, I ran my hand over the entirety of her vulva, checking my work to make sure I hadn’t missed anything. Her pussy felt soft yet firm, the skin smooth and slick. She moaned softly from the new sensation of my hand gliding over her bare skin. I gently toweled her off then we moved back to the bedroom. “Time for you to strip,” she playfully demanded and I eagerly complied. My dick was quite cramped inside my shorts and welcomed being released from the constricting clothes. “Onto the bed,” she said, pushing me down and guiding me on where to lie. Then she retrieved something from one of the colorful shopping bags, but hid it from my view while she climbed into bed. I realized what she had taken from the bag when she pushed my arms over my head and I felt handcuffs being placed around my wrists. She had run the cuffs through a spindle in the headboard and secured my hands to it. I was not going anywhere. “Let’s get something straight here,” she said sternly. “Today I get anything I want, right.” “Right,” I answered. “Well, what I want is you. I own you. I can do whatever I want to you and you’ll do whatever I say, right.” “Right,” I answered. This was a side of Julie I had never seen or known she was capable of; forceful, dominant, and sexually aggressive. It scared me, but I liked it. She took a blindfold from the bag and placed it over my eyes. I couldn’t see anything. The next thing I felt were her fingers on the head of my cock. She started at the tip then began gently rubbing over and around the glans. My dick began to throb. She slid her fingers down the length of my cock, occasionally stopping and squeezing tightly. Then I felt the soft, moist sensation of her lips close around the head of my cock. She swirled her tongue across the tip and used her lips to rub over the edge of the glans. The stimulation was overpowering. All my senses shut down and the only thing I was aware of was the intense sensations on the end of my dick. I was transfixed. She slid her lips down my shaft, continuing her exhilarating assault on my glans with her tongue. Her grip on the base of my shaft was causing my prostate to spasm as her lips moved up and down my cock bringing an explosion of sensation. I was nearing orgasm. “I’m going to cum,” I shouted out. She stopped sucking on my dick. “Oh, no you’re not,” she said. “I’m not done with you yet.” I felt her moving around on the bed and then caught a whiff of the fresh inviting scent of her pussy as she straddled my face. There was a hint of baby powder left over from the shaving gel mixed in with her sweet musky aroma. I felt the warmth of her pussy getting closer as she slowly lowered herself onto my face, stopping just as her inner labia touched my lips. They were soft, smooth, and moist. I gently flicked my tongue over them causing her to flinch and moan quietly. She continued to lower herself onto me and I drew her labia into my mouth, gently squeezing them between my lips and running my tongue over the tips. Julie moaned her approval and pressed her pussy further onto my mouth. I stuck my tongue into her vagina, I had no choice; her vulva was firmly pressed against my mouth. Her wetness ran onto my tongue and spread around my mouth. It tasted sweet, flowery, and intoxicating. I pushed my tongue into her opening as far as I could reach. Then she slid her pussy across my mouth. My tongue contacted the underside of her clit and she flinched. I ran my tongue around the perimeter as she moaned loudly and slid her pussy back to where my tongue was at her vagina. I thrust it in deeply. She gasped and rocked her hips back to where my tongue was on her clit again and I licked it furiously. She bucked back the other way and was now moaning continuously as she slid her pussy across my mouth. Her juices ran down my cheeks and chin. “Oh, my god,” she yelled, thrusting her hips forward, stopping and shuddering in ecstasy. I plunged my tongue into her vagina as deeply as I could manage. Her muscles tensed and her thighs squeezed together when I contacted her g-spot. She bucked again, and again my tongue touched her g-spot. “I need you inside me,” she screamed and turned around to straddle my hips. Then she lowered herself onto my cock and began bucking back and forth and up and down with more enthusiasm than ever before. I never knew she could have this much energy. I felt the walls of her vagina constrict around my cock as she stroked up and down my length. “My pussy feels so damn good!” she exclaimed. Julie’s exuberance began to bring me to orgasm. She slid herself up and down my cock with such ferocity I was quickly on edge. Her soft, slippery pussy enveloped my cock while her orgasmic contractions squeezed me. The overwhelming urge was upon me. I thrust my hips up just as Julie was slamming down upon me. She screamed at the deep intrusion and I came. She picked herself up and drove down upon me again. I bucked up, plunging deep inside, and ejaculated again. Julie screamed once more. I felt her kegel muscles contract and grip me tightly and I came again. She continued riding me. Bucking up and down as waves of passion overtook her senses. I came until I had nothing left. Julie finally slowed her motions as she ran out of energy. Between the orgasm and the physical exertion, she was exhausted and collapsed on top of me. A mixture of her juices and my cum oozed out from her pussy and ran down my shaft, puddling at the base of my cock. We laid there for several minutes, recuperating. When we had caught our breath, Julie sat up, my flaccid dick still inside her, and removed the blindfold. I blinked to adjust my eyes. She looked gorgeous kneeling on top of me. Her hair was mussed and she had a glow from the exertion of screwing, I had never seen her look so lovely or in control. “From now on you’re my play toy. I get to use and abuse you as I wish and as often as I like,” she said in a strict and demanding tone. I was scared yet delighted not knowing where it would all go. Our marriage had definitely heated up.

Aaron felt the sun before he saw it. Laying in bed he could feel the rising warmth travel slowly up his body until, irritatingly, it reached his face, forcing him to open his eyes. He sighed. His alarm clock to the right indicated 04:30, way too early to be getting up. “Wait...what” It was four thirty in the morning, why was the sun up? He quickly climbed from his bed and crossed to the window. The sun was literally up, right in the sky, which shouldn't make any sense at all because he’d literally just felt it cross across his body. But even weirder than the sun, was the fact that his garden was not outside his window. In fact, there was no garden whatsoever. No grass, no shed, no items laying around like the barbeque or bicycles, just flat orange dusty ground. Much like you see in adverts on t.v where countries are experiencing extreme drought, the ground was dry. “What the fuck, what is this” Rubbing his eyes repeatedly did nothing, his vision didn't change. Outside seemed like a dry desert, a huge expanse of nothingness that just went on as far as the eye could see. Panic began to take over as he crossed to his bedroom door on the opposite side, opening it only to find a brick wall. Sweating and beginning to shake now, Aaron forced himself to calm down. Taking five minutes like this usually calmed him down completely, but when you’ve woken up to find you're in the middle of a desert trapped in your own bedroom, normal methods don't work so well. Aaron forced himself to stop spiralling, deleting thoughts of dying out of his mind as soon as they entered. Finally under control he reached for the window opening it wide, luckily it was wide enough for him to fit through and be able to slide down his tiled roof and land with a thump on the parched ground. Immediately he turned to look back at his house, but it was gone, again replaced by the vast expanse now all around him. Funnily enough Aaron did not feel the heat he was expecting to. Looking up at the sun and judging by the ground around him, he should definitely be burning up right now but he felt strangely cool and comfortable, something which gradually began to help ease his nerves. He must be dreaming. He must be dreaming. He had to be dreaming. That became his mantra as he continued to scan the horizon before seeing what he thought was a house in the distance. Shrugging his shoulders he started to make his way towards it. As he walked he repeated his mantra, trying not to focus on the fact that he was only wearing boxers, without any shoes. Initially the house seemed a long way off, but soon after what only felt like a few minutes walking, Aaron began to get close. ‘House’ probably isn't the word to describe it. From the distance it seemed to be the right shape and colour of your average detached home, however on closer inspection the building was actually made of some type of metallic substance. Shining brightly in the sun it had a mirror like quality, one that was only broken up occasionally by window-like turrets holes, much like ones you would expect to see on a medieval castle. Aaron stood before the structure, taking it all in. There seemed to be no discernable entry yet the building was drawing him in, oddly enough Aaron felt himself get excited at the thought. Although this wasn't your regular excitement, he felt this feeling in his loins, as if the closer he got to this building or whatever was inside, the hornier he became. Now, Aaron was 21 and he’d like to think that he was old enough to not let his penis rule his decisions but he also kept telling himself he’s dreaming, so why not? Almost as soon as this thought came into his head, a doorway opened in the mirror-like surface of the building directly in front of Aaron. He entered into the darkness inside. The door shut behind him plunging his surroundings into darkness but he still felt the comfortable coolness he was feeling before. Suddenly a pillar of light illuminated before him, blinding his eyes that were now used to the darkness. “What in the fuu…” “KNEEL” Aaron threw himself to the floor. It was as if someone had tied ropes to both his knees and yanked hard on them, driving him downwards. He looked up. A figure stood before him. Undeniably alien yet undeniably beautiful, and somehow completely feminine. He had no doubt in his mind that this figure was a woman, she certainly looked it. Auburn hair flowed from her head, down the shoulders and ended just shy of the back of her calves. Her body seemed petite yet powerful. Her breasts standing out firm, with strong nipples prominent through the alien fabric of her long gown. Her legs and backside hidden by her hair yet obviously matching the standard of her flawless physique. “ARE YOU SON OF ORA-LAIN?” He realised this voice came from his head, the beautiful mouth of the woman in front did not move an inch. Although a small smirk appeared as she noticed the rising tent in Aarons boxers. “Uh...um..you mean Orlain? My mum?” Aaron stuttered. His head was so foggy. His mind constricted in her attraction. He was pretty sure the voice in his head pronounced his mothers name with a gap in the middle but undoubtedly was saying the same word. “YES. YOU HUMANS HAVE ALWAYS CHANGED OUR NAMES, YOUR TONGUE CANNOT HANDLE THE TRUE NAMES OF US. EVEN ORA-LAIN IS A SIMPLIFIED VERSION OF HER BIRTH NAME” The female's voice echoed through his mind both loud and soft. A sensation difficult to describe. ‘God I must be dreaming’ Aaron thought. “YOU ARE NOT.” Now if Aaron had had water in his mouth, this is the point where he’d spit it out. “YES, I CAN READ YOUR THOUGHTS. YOU HUMANS ARE SO PRIMITIVE.” He obviously knew this woman held him in low regard but honestly he was too busy trying to memorize the beauty of her face...the smell of her body. “FOCUS! YOU MUST LISTEN, I DO NOT HAVE MUCH TIME” The allure suddenly switched off. Aaron’s head snapped back. It was almost like being pulled from cold water. The attraction was still there, but his attention was back. “OUR SPECIES DISCOVERED MILLENIA AGO THAT MATING WITH YOUR MALE HUMANS PRODUCED UNIQUE OFFSPRING...COMING FROM A DYING WORLD WE LILLITATS ARE SENT HERE EVERY THOUSAND YEARS TO MATE, IN THE HOPE OF PRODUCING OFFSPRING THAT WILL RETURN TO THE HOMELAND TO SAVE OUR SPECIES FROM EXTINCTION.” Disbelief was obvious across Aarons face. Yet something in her words and this whole experience made him want to believe. He could almost FEEL the truth. He could see in his mind's eye a planet stricken in black smoke, no vegetation visible, with thousands of humanoid aliens, much like the one standing in front of him, screaming and crying in terror. “IN YOUR PAST WE HAVE COME. THE RESULT BEING MEMBERS OF YOUR RACE GAINING FORTUNE AND POWER. MULTIPLE KINGS, QUEENS, AND PHARAOHS HAVE BEEN A RESULT OF OUR INVOLVEMENT. YET WE NO LONGER NEED LEADERS. OUR SPECIES IS AT THE BRINK OF EXTINCTION, WE NOW REQUIRE MATES. SEXUALLY POWERFUL BEINGS THAT CAN WITHSTAND THE TRIALS OF MATING WITH AN ALIEN SPECIES.” Honestly if this situation had not already been so surreal and insane, Aaron would have laughed. But again, the severity of her voice touched strings in his heart. “So you need me for what? A breeder? Do you need my sperm or something?” “NO. MATING IS EQUAL PARTS RITUAL AS IT IS BIOLOGICAL. I'M GOING TO GRANT YOU POWER. SEXUAL POWER. FOR YOU TO GAIN FULL MASTERY OF BEFORE BEING READY TO TAKE ON FEMALES OF MY OWN RACE” “Power? You mean like mind control...you must be fucking with me” Aaron thought back aggressively. “DO NOT TAKE THAT TONE WITH ME CHILD! YOU KNOW NOTHING OF THIS POWER, YOU MUST EXPERIENCE FIRST HAND AND YOU WILL UNDERSTAND MY WORDS. WHEN YOU ARE READY I WILL RETURN” “Wait! Wait! I have more questions, what about my mum? Do you know where she is?!” “SHE IS BACK HOME CHILD, NOW GO” And with that the figure in front disappeared, leaving a tiny pinprick of light floating in the air. There was time for three deep breaths before Aaron felt himself being pulled towards the hole. Reality seemed to warp as his body was sucked into the impossibly small gap. He felt like he was falling for a time before….jolting awake in bed. Chapter 2 Panting and covered from head to toe in sweat, Aaron looked around to gain his bearings. He was back home, in his room, in his own house, which had the normal garden out the window. He looked to his right again to see his clock showing 06:45. His alarm went off. Turning it off he sat for a moment quietly. Then he started to laugh. That was crazy! What a dream! He couldn't believe that he almost thought that was real. He laughed more as he climbed from bed to head down to the shower. Aaron lived alone. His father had disappeared shortly after realising Aaron's mum was pregnant. Leaving the twenty something to raise a child alone. She had fared unnaturally well, being the smart savvy women she was, she had managed to make unbelievably good decisions in the stock market which allowed investment in property which in turn produced a continued income. However, on the eve of Aarons sixteenth birthday Orlain had gone missing. She had left a note detailing her assets and bank accounts be left to her son along with all of her possessions. Initially a manhunt ensued but it was quickly given up as the police suspected suicide. As a result, Aaron was alone from the age of sixteen. He had no extended family to turn to so he continued school and left at eighteen and had been working various jobs since then, working purley for the pleasure of routine, the money wasn't needed. Following his mother's abandonment Aaron had gained weight. He didn't look after himself and good genes and a high metabolism were the only thing keeping him from obesity. So, he was overweight. Standing at 5’11 his fat wasn't very obvious. He could easily hide under layers and fool those into thinking he was slimmer but in reality he wasn't, and he hated it. Although his feelings towards his body were strong, he never could quite motivate himself to work out. He never had any reason to. If Aaron was brutally honest, he was a little socially awkward so didn't feel the need to be confident. Childhood trauma could do that to you. For some reason that morning was different. After the shower had washed away the remnants of the dream that he now barely remembered, he felt energised! Motivated almost. His mind felt keen, smart, clearer. Usually his body just wanted to go and lay down and chill out but this time no. In fact, he thought smugly, he felt like going to the gym. “The gym, am I kidding myself” Aaron muttered as he walked out of the shower. But as he passed his mirror he stopped. Looking down at himself for moment his mouth opened slightly. He’d lost weight. Not just a tiny bit...a lot! Like maybe 15 or 20 pounds. And was he taller? Aaron stared at himself in the mirror for longer, in absolute disbelief. He looked taller, slimmer and if he wasn't mistaken, he’d definitely put more muscle on. His mind suddenly flew back to his dream, a vague deja vu feeling. That couldn't have been true though, right? He is not about to suddenly gain sexual powers. Shrugging his shoulders, Aaron got his stuff together and went to the gym, making sure to take his drawstring shorts. At the gym Aaron definitely noticed a change in his body. He was lifting weights he never though he could, with energy he never thought he had and with a focus he’d never experienced. But it was when he finished his second set of weights, his focused changed. Like a dog catching a scent Aarons head whipped up. His nose was becoming increasingly full with the strong smell of sweet honey. He looked around, trying to guess who decides to eat in the weight area, but he couldn't see anything. In fact, what he did find was an extremely attractive woman walking past the weights. The smell of honey was coming directly from her. Aaron looked around, but apart from the occasional glance from the men in the area, nobody paid much attention to her. She really was phenomenal. She was dirty blonde, with her hair tied in a practical ponytail. Wearing skin tight leggings and a tight top, her perky B size breasts looked incredible. Her flat stomach and toned bum made it obvious she was a regular at the gym. Aaron had always admired women who gym. He couldn't imagine going somewhere and having everyone check you out, hypocritical, but he couldn't help it, his dick was growing just looking at her. Which just added more to the unusual day he was having, Aaron would never get boners just by looking at a hot girl in the gym, why was his sex drive so sensitive? He tried to ignore his growing horniness but it was hard. He kept lifting weights trying to think of something else, but his mind kept wandering, getting even worse when he caught the girl sneaking a glance at him too. She had a cute smile, but he couldn't help imagining himself bending her over the weight table and having his way with her. Thinking this current thought whilst looking at her, Aaron saw her gasp in surprise and drop the dumbell she was just about to use. No one took much notice of her, but Aaron could tell she was definitely flustered, her face red not just from exertion. But that couldn't have been him right? She must just be feeling sick or something. Nevertheless Aaron felt the need to try again, being careful to hide his growing hard-on. This time he waited until she had just got on the treadmill. Luckily the gym wasn't very busy and there was a free spot near her. He walked over and climbed on, already cranking the dial and running at a speed that he never would’ve been able to maintain before. Slowly he let his mind clear, focusing on the exercise of running. When he felt he was focused enough, he quickly glanced over to the girl who was jogging lightly. In his mind's eye he imagined her getting horny, picturing what her panties would look like when they were wet. He imagined the feeling of hands running all over her body, caressing between her legs and stroking her breasts. He could almost see the sensation in the girls face. He couldn't believe he was doing this. He heard light gasps and pressed onward. Now imagining the feeling of a tongue, licking delicately between her legs, slowly but surely causing pulses of ecstasy to travel throughout her body. To add the cherry on top he pictured her hard sensitive nipples rubbing against the fabric of her top, sending an intense pleasurable sensation through her body. Without warning Aaron heard a low moan or grunt, followed by a large crash. He immediately stopped what he was doing and ran to the girl, she had fallen from the treadmill, no doubt because of his attention. Aaron couldn't believe it! The dream was real?! “Oh shit, are you ok?” Aaron asked in genuine care. “Yeh, thanks...phew...guess I just wiped out there, I don't know what happened” The girl replied in a British accent. She looked very embarrassed. “Here, let me help you” At Aarons touch the girl gasped softly. She jerked and stared at him, her eyes burning with a deep lust. Aaron could clearly see her nipples harden again and saw the wet patch between her legs noticeable against the grey fabric. “Um...thanks” Her voice had changed, becoming slightly more husky “I think I've hurt my leg, I've got a bit of muscle spray in my bag though.” “No worries, I’ll grab it for you” Aaron stood and began looking around her treadmill. “No no, it's in my locker, mind helping me there though?” She said. “Of course.” Quite strange to ask a stranger to help you to your locker, but who was Aaron to argue? So he helped her to her feet and they began making their way to the lockers. Aaron did not fail to notice how much she kept close to his body, nor how obvious she was faking her limp. “I’m Aaron by the way” “Jane. Nice to meet you, thanks so much for the help, not a lotta guys would’ve helped me up” “It's no problem don't worry. Hey aren't these the ladies? I’ll let you go in” “Um... do you mind bringing me in?” Aarons awkward meter flew up. He did not like the idea of going into the female changing rooms, but for some reason he felt that with his new found abilities, he might be ok. Plus the potential of what could happen threw caution out the window. Nodding he walked her in. Luckily the changing room was empty….perfect. Jane stopped in front of him and turned around. Her ‘injured’ foot went down to the ground and she walked slowly and seductively towards him, swinging her hips as she came. “You know, my foot feels ok right now. But since you’ve been so kind, could you give me something else?” By this point she’d made it right in front of him. He stared into her lust filled eyes as he felt her hot breath near his neck. “I’m at your disposal, what do you need?” Aaron tuned into her body again, he couldn't believe this was happening! This time however, he felt her own horniness, raging like a deep fire in her body. “I. Want. This” She said, grabbing Aarons already hard dick in his gym shorts. Her hand began to caress up and down his member, pausing to rub gently at the head. She then slowly sunk to her knees, pulling his shorts down as she went. “Holy shit” Came her voice. Aaron looked down. “Holy shit!” Aarons dick was huge! This morning he was a shy 6 inch, now he was a very very proud 9. His smile was huge as Jane began to lick him from top to bottom. Locked inside one of the cubicles, Aaron felt it safe to let out a small moan. Jane covered him in her saliva before taking his head in her mouth and slowly moving downwards. Now Aaron had received blowjobs in the past, but never this good. Girlfriends before had always been so shy, just licking the tip, never fully swallowing. But this girl swallowed. Gagging sounds came from her mouth as Jane began to deepthroat his dick, taking more and more of him into her throat before bottoming out about an inch shy of his pubes. The sensation was incredible. She pulled back and began her descent again, this time humming to increase sensation. Aaron felt his climax building and quickly found a bench to hold onto as the sensation peaked. Just before it did however he had an idea. Focusing on Jane he imagined an orgasm, equal to the level he was about to experience, smash into her as well. So Aaron let his orgasm take him as he blew load after load of hot thick semen into Jane, just as she herself experienced a huge orgasm swallowing his juices. Her knees buckled as she shook, threatening to throw them to the ground if she had not already been on her knees. A moment of deep breathing passed, followed by a loud pop as Jane let his dick slip from her mouth. But Aaron was still hard. In fact, he could cum again. He switched his attention to Jane, willing her libido to spike to unprecedented heights as she ripped her clothes off, exposing no bra and a thin lacy thong. The front of her panties were soaked but she didn't remove them, instead she grabbed Aarons dick and began rubbing it on herself. Moaning almost constantly now she ripped her thong to the side and positioned the head at her entrance. One last look into Aarons eyes and she plunged herself down on his rock hard penis. Immediately half of his dick was encompassed by her hot wet walls. The tightness of her squeezing him as he entered. They paused for a second, Jane trying to get used to his size, before soldiering on. She pushed harder this time, squeezing more and more of his penis into her until finally Aaron bottoms out. A tremor ran through Jane as she squeaked, eyes rolling back for a second. Aaron seized this pause to search her body again. If sexual arousal and attraction was heat, Jane would be an incinerator. Her body was on fire with sexual energy, and it was all directed at Aaron. He smiled wide. For some reason Aaron’s instincts told him she liked it hard and fast, he didn't know where that came from but he wasn't going to argue. Grabbing her hips he spun to lay her back on the bench he was just sat on and began to fuck her. Sliding in and out harder and faster building in pace. A rhythmic slap slap slap filled the air as their pelvis slammed together. “OH GOD….YES….OH OH” Jane was barely in reality. Her moans rose in tempo, each thrust eliciting a short scream or grunt. “YES..FUCK...JUST LIKE THAT” She continued. Aaron could feel she was nearing her climax and he was too. Again, like last time, he pushed her to the edge hard, just as he was cuming himself. She went silent. Her body froze and began to vibrate violently as her mouth gaped open in the most intense sexual experience. Her eyes rolled back into her head as her back arched in pleasure. Aaron himself was experiencing something exactly the same, more hot semen pumping into her as they both came simultaneously, over and over again until they passed out. Aaron opened his eyes to find the petite panting body of Jane laying on his chest. They had obviously rolled over and she was nestled into his chest hair sound asleep. Not much time passed because he could still feel himself inside her. With a wet pop Aaron removed himself, the action stirring her awake. Jane moaned happily as her eyes fluttered open slowly, before immediately focusing on Aaron's face and jumping up. She awkwardly climbed off him as quick as she could. “Oh shit, I’m so sorry, oh my god, you must think I’m such a slut, I never do that!” Her face was a mask of pure horror. She kept trying to pick up her clothes but in the cramped stool she couldn't reach certain items. Her anxiety was obvious. “Look its okay. Don't worry. You aren't a slut, we just had fun, I won't tell anyone” Aaron searched her mentally, cooling her anxiety, replacing it with a feeling of contentment, making sure she was happy with everything that happened. She soon calmed down and they both got dressed. Jane left the cubicle first, coughing loudly as a sign that the coast was clear before disappearing. Aaron stayed in the cubicle for a moment, sat on the bench, smiling like a cheshire cat. “This, is gonna be great.”

When Aaron arrived home from the gym he was spent, unnaturally so. He’d worked out hard and worked even harder in the changing room, but he didn’t think the sole cause could just be his level of exertion. Slightly puzzled, he dropped his bag in the hall. Either way he was exhausted, so he quickly jumped in the shower again before hauling himself up to bed. His lethargic mind still trying to sort out the extent of his power. Morning sunlight awoke him once again. “Morning again?!” Aaron groaned. His head jerked up as he realised he was late for work. “Shit!!” Aaron leapt from his bed. He managed to take three steps in the direction of his door before slamming to the ground. Letting out a weak yell as he fell down, in confusion Aaron tried to move and get up, this time he screamed. His entire body was on fire, a burning sensation travelling from top to bottom no matter which limb he moved. Tears streamed his eyes as his body refused to do what he needed it too. Pain had never been something Aaron feared. His mother's abandonment helped him to grow a callus layer emotionally, but never before had he felt such physical agony. Helplessness threatened to engulf him as he lay in his doorway, half his body inside half out. Forcing himself not to panic, Aaron took some deep breaths. He realised slow, shallow breaths did not cause a stir in his body too much, allowing his mind to focus on the problem at hand. It was clear to see that right now moving was not an option. He braved the agony, wincing in pain as he quickly shifted his body to lay straight on his back. Now laying face up he took time to think. It was obvious that his body pain wasn't just the result of the gym yesterday and that something strange had happened. Moving his neck ever so slightly caused a spasm down his spine, but it was worth it for what he saw. A single tear left his eye. If the pain had allowed it, Aaron would have jumped through the air and danced like an idiot. No doubt laughing maniacally, which he was half doing now, but with his neck slanted the way it was, it sounded more like a cat coughing up a hairball. His body had changed!! Gone were the weak arms, flabby stomach and undefined legs. Replaced was the body of a soldier. Arms the width of a mans head, legs like tree trunks. He couldn't believe it. If he hadn't had sex with a gorgeous woman in the changing rooms of his gym the day before, he would think this was a dream. Only in your wildest fantasies could someone expect to have their body so radically transformed like this. Again, if the pain would allow it, Aaron would be dancing. Instead he resigned himself to laying his head back down. A giddy smile playing on his lips. It was clear to him now that the mental power he had been granted, obviously wasn't the only change to be expected. Perhaps the hardships (for lack of a better word) he was required to put his body through, needed a model more durable and strong than his previous one. This chain of thought lead him to thinking more about his new power. He had been so preoccupied with the excitement of the gym that he never really sat and explored his abilities. He knew from yesterday that his physical attraction had gone up. Although his face had not changed, Beth had still looked his way, and a girl that hot would have never paid any attention to him before the encounter in his dream. So maybe the attraction takes place on a chemical level, with his body producing more pheromones to attract females? This would add up if his mission was, inevitably, to mate with a different species of humanoid. A thought he wasn't truly ready to deal with yet. So as well as the chemical attraction, he also knew his touch could increase the lust of someone, not nearly as much as his own mental interference could, but enough to push things along. He smiled. Noone has a chance against him, he truly was being made into the ultimate sex machine. With his mind he could increase the libio of women. He could make them feel incredible, with new heights of pleasure being offered. In addition he could make somebody feel a penis, hands or tongues that weren’t actually there, slowly caress them. And the best part is, every aspect of their lust will be whole heartedly directed at him. He smiled again, his life had taken such an incredibly drastic turn, closing his eyes he resigned himself to more sleep, seeing as he couldn't do anything else. Aaron awoke after a time. Still lying on his back and by now quite cold, he guessed it to be early evening based on the fading light outside. He gingerly moved a few fingers, before trying his whole arm. The majority of the pain had subsided, leaving now just a dull ache as he climbed to his feet. The world spun slightly. “Woah” He was taller. Definitely taller. Aaron walked to the mirror. Checking his body out earlier had been incredible, and honestly the feeling had not subsided one bit as he took in his new form. He chuckled remembering the increase in his penis size, and how that had been the first to grow. Suddenly realising how famished he was, Aaron begrudgingly left the mirror. He hadn’t eaten properly in days and needed to find old clothes that would hopefully fit him. In the end he settled on a very oversized shirt, that was now a slim fit, and a pair of jeans that had stretched in the wash. He left the house, aiming to find a nice pub he could eat at. Driving for no more than 20 minutes, it didn't take him long to find the perfect looking pub, not too old, nor too busy. A small group of smokers, obviously students around his age, hung out outside, already the three girls in the group gave him longing looks as he walked in. His trousers stirred a little as he felt their gaze. Focus! Aaron told himself. No good having three women pounce on you before you’ve even had dinner! The interior of the pub was pleasant. The corner held a lovely open log fire and the bar seemed busy yet not hectic or loud and getting the bartender's attention didn't take long. She was an old lady, perhaps in her early fifties, and the stare she was giving told Aaron that his power affected all ages. She lingered as she took his order, before finally being called over as Aaron left to take a seat. Nestling into a corner to await his food, Aaron took stock of the small pub. There a few more female students at a table in the far corner, obviously the non-smokers of the group outside. On the opposite side sat mostly men, however, on closer inspection a group of four women sat on a table near, these ladies all looked in their late twenties or early thirties. There was one waitress currently buzzing between tables taking drink orders. This girl was obviously just out of school, no older than nineteen, she definitely stood out with her incredibly toned backside and perky breasts that couldn't have been more than a size C. Aaron entered her mind to get her attention, registering Mandy on her name tag. It turns out Mandy had already noticed him as she walked in his direction without looking up from the order she was writing. Coming closer to his table she looked up, nervously tucking her brown locks behind her ear. “Hi, wher-I mean, what can I grab you?” She stuttered. “Gin and tonic please” Aaron said with a smile. He inhaled deeply as the scent of honey once again filled his nose. Still in her mind, he registered the spike in her lust almost like a chart, at each of his words. She giggled cutely as she left. Watching her beautiful ass sway as she walked away Aaron thought of all the things he could do to her, and all the things she’d beg him for. He jumped suddenly as a stream of information hit his mind. Thoughts of domination, bondage, anal sex and god knows what else suddenly derailed his thought process. It took him a moment to realise that the fantasies that just invaded his mind weren't his, but Mandys! He had been focusing on her and thinking of a question and the answer had streamed into his head. Aaron gave himself a moment to digest this information. He then refocused on the student group, a pretty little blonde thing had just left to order a drink at the bar, Aaron focused on her, asking with his mind whether she had a boyfriend. Immediately the answer came back, yes, they had been together for three years but the spark had almost vanished. Aarons mouth hung open. He quickly snapped it shut as she glanced over and winked at him. The depths of this power just kept coming, it was incredible. So now he could find out whatever information he needed. He found Mandy again, already deciding that she would be his target this evening. He found her swerving through the mass of tables, holding out his plate of food and drink. She gave a jaw dropping smile as she walked over. “Sausage and mash?” She said, her cheeks held a slight tinge of red. She wore no make-up so Aaron could only guess it was because of him. “Yes, thank you so much” She bent forward with the plate and Aaron made sure to brush her fingers as she set it down in front of him. He heard a small intake of breath as she quickly asked if he needed anything else before hurrying away. For a minute Aaron was consumed by hunger. He gave his mind a rest as he restored his energy from his recent escapades and bodily modifications, demolishing the hot food in a short period of time Wiping his face with a napkin he sat back and sipped his drink. Focussing again on Mandy he delved into her mind. Within seconds he knew she was single, she’d had one previous sexual partner and the guy had been a bit of a dick. He’d taken her virginity and that was pretty much it, only having sex twice after this. He definitely had not satisfied her. Mandy craved to be dominated. It turned her on to know extent when she felt powerless to stop a man from taking what he wanted. And turned her on even more when she pictured Aaron doing so. Unaware he was currently reading her mind, Aaron smiled. His excitement built quickly, as did the tent in his pants. He quickly finished his drink, before grabbing Mandys attention again, something not very difficult to do when every girl in the room is already watching your every move. She wandered over. Still sporting that jaw dropping smile and tucking her hair behind her ear in the cutest way. Aaron decided to set a plan into motion. He upped her libido and began to increase it the closer she came. Her smile faltered slightly at each step as her body slowly became consumed with a mild orgasm. Careful not to make her drop the tray of glasses she had been collecting on her way over, Aaron eased off slightly to give her a chance. Feigning innocence Aaron stood slightly “Are you ok Miss? You look pale” “Oh I’m ok!” Mandy shook her head, dispelling the remnants of her orgasm. “Would you like another gin and tonic?” She asked pointing at my empty glass. “Yes, and umm...you please” Aaron pushed another mild orgasm through her body. Her jaw dropped, but before she could even reply her body flinched, seizing up as she tried to mask the eruption of pleasure exploding inside her. Unsurprisingly, Mandy dropped the tray of glasses. They smashed on the floor and they both immediately crouched down to pick up the pieces. Getting in close, Aaron whispered in her ear. “You want me Mandy. I know you do.” A sharp intake of her breath. “You’ve been wet for me ever since I walked through that door, you think I couldn't see you drooling behind the bar?” “I...Uhh..Umm... that wasn't uh-” She stuttered again. Aaron had a hold of her libido but was doing nothing to change it. Relying entirely on his voice and knowledge of her kinks to let his plan work. “Don't bullshit me, I can see right through you. Listen, if you want me like I know you do then you'll find me outside in the carpark. Black mercedes” Aaron finished picking up the last piece of glass and gave her another smile. Mandy seemed shocked but her face was flushed. This is all she wants, she fantasises of a man taking charge of her this way, giving her orders she would never normally follow. Aaron watched as she went into the kitchen through the double door, then a minute later came out, speaking in hushed tones to the older lady behind the bar. The lady seemed annoyed and Aaron didn't need mind control to know Mandy was pulling a sickie. He gently nudged the elderly bartender in the direction of letting her go. It was only a weekday so the crowds will be gone soon anyway. Aaron stood and headed out to his car. Suddenly cursing himself as he got in. What was he doing? A stranger luring a girl into his car, neither of them knowing anything about one another, not even knowing her age! He panicked a little, he understood the needs of his power and was starting to understand his mission, but that doesn't mean he loses his values. Never had he ever wanted to make a girl uncomfortable, force her to do anything she didn't truly want, nor make her upset. He needed to make sure every girl he was with wanted this consensually. He spotted Mandy walking across the car park. She still wore her white waitress shirt and black trousers, although her shoes had been changed to more comfortable trainers. He quickly checked her age and sighed in relief when he realised she was indeed 19. She looked nervous. Checking her mind he saw her libido had lessened with the rise of her panic. Either way she got in the car. There was silence for a second. At this point Aaron could feel almost no extra lust on top of her general attraction for him. “Look, Mandy...I realised in there that we don't know much about each other. I stand by what I said picking up the glass...” Her horniness spiked. “...But I want you to be comfortable and I want this to be consensual. So how about I give you my full name, address and anything else you need?” Her anxiety fell largely, replaced with general nerves. “Thanks, god I have no idea what came over me in there” Her voice was tinged with admiration and disbelief “I can't believe I just waltzed into a strangers car, I don't even know your name-” “Aaron, Aaron Spencer” He interrupted. “-right ok, Aaron, nice to meet you…thanks for trying to not make this weird. I had somewhere to be tonight but if it's ok with you I can call and let them know where I’m gonna be?” “Of course” Aarons own nervousness at the situation dissipated as he gave her the address to his home. His dick began to grow a little as his mind refocused on what he was going to do to her. Mandy called her friend and explained the situation, telling her not to wait up because she might stay at a friends house. As soon as the phone call ended, Aaron started the car and drove the 20 minutes home. They chatted as they drove back. Mandy wasn't a student, she was working at the pub to pay for travels, opting not to take the generic route of going straight to education. She asked questions about his life, his age, partner situation etc. All the while they both grew more horny, Mandy getting wetter and wetter at each word he uttered. As soon as they were in the house, Aaron switched his demeanor. “Get on your knees, NOW” Mandy spun, falling to her knees, eyes looking up full of desire. “Undo my jeans, lick me like your life depended on it, or you'll be sorry” Mandy almost ripped his jeans off. Gasping lightly as his newly developed penis sprang from his boxers, knocking into her forehead. She began to lick. Starting from the bottom and moving slowly to the top. She spent time licking slowly around the helmet of his dick, paying close attention to the sensitive underside. “Hmm not bad. Swallow me bitch” Aaron had never taken this role before but was growing to it. He was inside Mandy's mind playing off her own fantasies of being dominated. She began to try to swallow him, taking almost half of his dick deep in her throat. Aaron bent his head back as he groaned. Already feeling his load coming. Holding off a moment he grabbed Mandys head and began to fuck her face. Slowly pulling out and in, going deeper and deeper into her warm wet hole. She gagged hard as saliva started to drip from her mouth. All the while Aaron increased her pleasure, sending waves of ecstasy running through her body the deeper she took his cock. Eventually Aaron could hold no longer, he pulled out and shot load after load of thick white semen onto her face. Mandy kept her eyes and mouth open as an orgasm took her body the same time the cum landed. “Uhhhrgg fuuuck” She shuddered. But Aaron wasn't done. He grabbed her hair, pulling her up from her knees. Making her squeal in pleasure as he did so. Globs of cum still sticking on her face and dripping on her work shirt, Aaron bent her over, reached forward and ripped open the top of her trousers. In no time her black trousers and a deliciously innocent set of white panties were on the floor around her ankles. “God you’re so wet” Aaron said as he brushed a finger over her hot vagina. You could practically feel the heat radiating from her and the sweet pungent smell of honey filled his nose as he stepped closer. He paused at her entrance. Rubbing the head up and down her slit. “Beg me for it” Mandy groaned, she was practically rabid. Her lust had reached such primal levels it was almost difficult for coherent speech. Aaron did not blame her, he’d given her almost 4 orgasms tonight already without actually touching her at all. “Please..fuck me..please” She begged. “You taste so good, fuck me while I have your cum on my face” Aaron wasted no time. He rammed his cock deep into her pussy. Mandy screamed. Another orgasm wracked her body. “Holy fuuuu-uu-uuck” Aaron began thrusting. Fucking her hard and fast, pushing his entire 9 inches deep every time. He grabbed the back of her hair, pulling it hard as he simultaneously slapped her arse. Impossibly Mandys screams got louder. Her moans now turning into one consistent stream of noise. She was on another planet. Aaron smiled as he watched her. He’d only just cum but his orgasm was building, he had an idea. “Listen you little slut” He wrapped an arm around Mandy in front of him, grabbing ahold of one of her glorious breasts. “If you cum without my permission one more time…” Aaron got close to her ear and whispered “...Im sticking this in your ass” “Oh god, oh no please, I’ve-I-uh-I’ve never had it there before” She muttered in shock. In her mind Aaron could clearly see the desire she had. This was part of her kink, she wanted to be taken by force like this. “You do what I say bitch” He said back. So Aaron continued his thrusting. This time ripping open her shirt, pinching and rolling a nipple between each finger as Mandys moans became increasingly louder. “Oh please, I’m gonna cum” That was quick, Aaron thought with a laugh. He stayed silent. “Please! Let me cum, please!” Aaron stayed silent. He increased his thrusting, trying to ignore his own orgasm. Mandy began moaning more and more, begging with each wet slap of Aarons pelvis on her arse. But he stayed silent. Before long Mandy could do nothing. She came. A long guttural moan escaped her lips as her body shuddered. Aaron smiled. He slipped out of her and roughly spun her around. Lifting her up he carried her to the sofa where he put her down, positioning himself in missionary. “You heard what I said girl. You know what's coming” He positioned himself at the entrance to her butt. His dick was slick and soaked from their combined juices so he slowly wiped up and down her back entrance, lubing it up. “Look at me slut” He ordered. She looked at him. Beautiful brown eyes filled with utter compliance, utter submission to his every whim. She needed this, wanted this. Aaron didn’t have to say anything. She began to beg. “Please put this in me. I need it in my ass. PLEASE!!” She cried. Aaron locked eyes with her and entered her mind again. He began to push slowly on her entrance whilst increasing the pleasure points of Mandys brain. He pushed more until the entire head of his dick fit inside with a pop. He took a minute to let Mandy's body accommodate his girth inside her. Watching as a small tremor of pleasure visibly ran through her. This was her one true fantasy playing out. Aaron began to move back and forth. The tightness of her sphincter was incredible, pushing his own pleasure to new heights. He began to thrust harder and harder into her virgin ass. Pushing in time with Mandys shouts of pain mixed with pleasure. “Yes-Yes-Yes” She grunted in rythme. Aaron grunted himself. Both their bodies slick with sweat as he began his final push. His climax building Aaron synced himself once again with Mandy, this time joining both their pleasure centers together as one. Aaron grunted. Mandy screamed. He thrust again and again as a huge crescendo of the most intense pleasure crashed down on the senses and minds of both participants involved. Streams and streams of hot wet cum blasted into Mandys bowels. At the same time her body completely froze, no sound escaped her lips and wave and wave of pleasure coursed through her being. A sound like a burst water tap filled the room as the intensity of Mandys anal orgasm caused her to squirt. Leaking more juices across the floor and sofa. Neither Aaron nor Mandy could take any notice, their extended orgasm still flowing through them until finally it stopped. Silence filled the room as they each passed out on the sofa, dead to the world. Aaron woke sometime later. He had enough energy to grab a blanket from the back of the sofa and wrap it around the two of them. Mandy moaned gently as he positioned her laying on his chest with the blanket over them both. He closed his eyes once more, still unbelieving that such an incredible thing had happened to him.

This is my first story so please go easy on me! My sisters fucking surprise! As I pounded my last strokes of my dripping cock into my tight willing sister, I closed my eyes with a small smile as a few days ago, the scene before me was only reality in my dreams.... My names Harry, I’m 22 and 6 foot 5. Now I’m not the sort to blow my own trumpet (mind the pun) but I think I’m in incredible shape. My body is rippling and my muscles bulge. I’ve worked hard to get this way so I feel it’s only right to give myself a little praise. However I’m not one of those guys that walk around thinking that they’re gods gift to women, even though a lot of my friends do, (although I’ve had confirmation from their girlfriends that this is not the case!) I’m a pretty normal guy I work hard as an apprentice mechanic and I also like to surf kinky porn on the internet but hey, who doesn’t? Now the situation with my sister started four days ago, it was the day after my sister’s birthday and she was being annoying as usual. I’d just like to point out that even though I’ve had fantasies about fucking my sister for years, she’s still the most annoying person I know. I was sat on the sofa reading my book when my sister came bounding into the living room dangling a set of keys in front of my face. “Harrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyy aren’t you jealous of the pretty, shiny, sparkling new car mum and dad bought me for my birthdayyyyyyyyy?” I sighed as I closed my eyes and shut my book, she’d been teasing me about this ever since mum gave it to her last night, because when mom and dad bought me a car it was a busted up Chevy....grossly unfair. I looked up at her gleaming eyes and even though I was irritated with her she still quite often stunned me with her beauty. My sister (Hannah) was gorgeous there was just no denying it. At 19 she was 5 foot 6 with long wavy blonde hair that had long passed her shoulder blades. Her tits were like mountains and were easily DDs however even though she had a slim toned waist they complimented her nicely, so did her juicy round ass and bronzed tan. I must have been sitting there gawping at her for longer than I thought as she shook the keys in front of my face demanding attention. “What is with you today?” I shook my head immediately desperate to shun away any suspicion she had that I was staring at her delicious frame. “oh, sorry” I yawned hamming it up a bit “I was just so bored of hearing about that crappy thing outside that my mind totally wandered off” I gazed up at her smiling as if id said nothing. She let out a humph “well it’s better than your rust bucket! You’re just jealous that mom and dad love me more than you and got me a brand new car, not one that was best friends with the hippies from the 60’s” she smirked knowing she got to me. My car wasn’t really that bad it was just a bit creaky however I hated it and she knew it. As I got up I stepped towards her, my first intention was just to walk right past her and work on my car some more (id been fitting a supercharged engine, that’ll keep her mouth shut) however I paused as I drew near her, I noticed for the first time that she was the perfect height for me. I had this overwhelming urge to put my arm around and hold her close to my chest but I fought it, she would surely know something was iffy then and go running off to our parents. Instead I pulled a silly face and walked off to my room to sort out the tent in my trousers that had suddenly appeared. I ran up the stairs and locked my door behind me and went immediately to my computer. As no one ever comes into my room I never feel the need to clear the history on my browser, the thought of anyone looking at what I was into made me shudder. Now as I mentioned earlier im into kinky porn, not just nipple tassels and whips but literally girls being hogtied and fucked until they were screaming. As I clicked onto my favourite websites I slowly began to think, would I actually do this to a girl? My question was answered quickly as an image of a girl, her face full of ecstasy, tied up to the wall and being fucked like a piece of meat popped up on my browser. That picture of the girl clearly enjoying herself quickly washed away any qualms I had. I’d never really thought about girls enjoying this particular brand of sex if you like; because they were on the receiving end but hey I’m not gunna complain it was good news for me. I’d just taken my dick out and began stroking with a purpose when my sister began banging on my door. “Harry? Harry I’m sorry I didn’t mean to upset you, I was only teasing you!” Oddly I found my sister listening at the door a massive turn on, but I didn’t want her to think I was some sort of sick pervert so I went to my door and opened it the tiniest bit, not even bothering to put my dick away. “Its ok I’m not bummed out, I’m glad you like your car I helped pick it” She looked remorseful and sad obviously upset at the thought of really hurting me, even though she said nothing bad my sister is a sensitive girl and even though she’s a big tease shed never intentionally hurt anyone. “Did you really? I thought you hated me because I got a new one and you didn’t” As she was saying all this she seemed to return to her bubbly old self, however since she started bouncing up and down my eyes couldn’t help but get drawn to her huge boobs and the way the jiggled when she moved. My breath caught slightly as I realised I could see her hard nipples through her white tank top, it’s like they were waving to say hello craving attention. I forced my eyes up to hers and tried to rush her away as my dick was soon pulsating and felt like any second my cock was going to blow without me even touching it! “Well err yea I picked it and everything, well don’t you have homework to do? Because I’m sure busy thanks for checking on me bye!” And with that I slammed the door shut and ran into my bathroom and grabbed a towel just as my cum shot out of my cock at record speed, Jesus I thought, she has a greater effect on me than I thought I’m gunna have to be real careful when I’m around her. “So that’s what a guy Cumming looks like, I never thought there would be so much!” Ice ran through my veins as I slowly clocked on that my sister was leaning nonchalantly against my bathroom doorframe and that I could not have shut the door properly behind me as I slammed it in her face moments before. I turned slowly to look at her my expression terrified. My shorts were around my ankles and I’ve never felt so caught and exposed in my whole entire life. “Hannah...” I started but she cut me off with a giggle. “Don’t look so scared, I won’t tell” she moved her hair away from her face slightly. “I came rushing back in after you because I thought something was wrong, I didn’t mean to intrude, but can I ask you a question?” “Hang on” I said pulling my shorts up so I was covered up. I wasn’t prepared for her to be asking questions at all but in the end I thought questions were better than her screaming in disgust and running away. I made a mental note that I was glad that mom and dad were at work all day. “Ok what is it you want to know” I said apprehensively. I pinched myself, even though my younger sister had just caught me jacking off into a towel, looking at her toned legs and stomach and the curve of her ass made my cock twitch. “Well I just wondered did you cum because of me?” as she said this a coy smile began to play around her lips, shit! I didn’t expect her to be so direct! Do I be honest or lie through my teeth? I was leaning towards the lie through my teeth part when that smile stirred something inside me, it felt like hope? How strange. So I decided to own up. “Hannah I don’t want you to get wierded out but I want to be honest with you. Yes you did make me cum. You grown into such a gorgeous young woman that I just can’t ignore you anymore. I promise I will never hurt you. Can you please forgive me for being a sick pervert?” I held my breath for what felt like forever. She was my annoying sister but I loved her dearly and hoped this wouldn’t break our friendship. There was a naughty glint in her eye as she said “that depends” “On what?” I replied desperately, at this point I would do anything to make it right. “Follow me” she said as she led the way out of my room and into her own “Can I show you some things I bought recently?” she pushed me onto the edge of her bed as I sat nervous. “Sure ok” I didn’t know what she was going to do but my guesses would’ve been nowhere near to what she actually did. She opened her wardrobe and pulled out a large box an opened it and showed it to me. OH MY GOD!! If I didn’t have so much restraint I would’ve cummed again right there in my shorts! Lying inside the box looking very non threatening were my dreams come true! She had nipple clamps, masks, bed restraints, gags you name she had it! I began to splutter not knowing what to do or say and I was desperately trying to hide my painful erection. She put the box on the floor and walked over to me, she pressed her swollen breasts against my chest and whispered “its ok harry I know you love me, I love you too I always have. I’m just as kinky as you I think it runs in the family. I bought all those things for you knowing you’d love it after id taken a quick browse on your computer and found all your porn sites, mmmmm they were so hot I got so wet by some of them I think I leaked on your chair!” she giggled as she ran her teeth over my earlobe her hot breath on my neck. I literally did not know what to say. I cannot believe that my knockout sister bought all that stuff for me and she feels the same way! This was too good to be true, as much as I wanted to free my bulging cock and ram it down her throat, I waited for her to make the next move just in case. Hannah pushed me back onto the bed as she started to strip slowly for me. She pulled off her tank top revealing the most perfect pair of tits I had ever seen. Her large boobs were huge indeed but there was absolutely no sag to them, their magnificence was complimented by a pair of the most luscious tan nipples. I had the urge to latch onto one of them but I fought it back determined to enjoy my show. She giggled a little as she saw my wide eyed expression. Next she hooked her fingers into her shorts and panties and very slowly pushed them down her legs, I started to sweat at the thought of seeing her naked ass and pussy! As her clothes lowered her tantalising trimmed pussy came into view. Now I’m not a fan of totally shaved but I like it neat and Hannah’s was perfect. Shed styled her pubes into a strip. It looked like an arrow pointed to what would become my favourite place in the world. I looked her up and down, she was the absolute perfection and I couldn’t but gaze in wonder “What do you think” she whispered huskily as she turned all the way round for me showing me her juicy ass. It wasn’t quite bubble butt, but it was sure getting there! “You look stunning” I whispered wanting her to know more than ever that she was beautiful. “Thanks” she sighed giving me this look that I couldn’t quite decipher. “Well go on the take your clothes off! I think it’s unfair how you’re getting the main meal and I’m only getting the menu!” she laughed at her little joke and even I snickered as bit. I was nervous at first of the thought of being naked with her, but suddenly I thought she’s already seen my cock so what the hell! I pulled off my shirt and looked at her; she licked her lips as she eyed my muscles up. I grinned slightly, thankful that I had taken to working out all those years ago. I whipped my shorts of in a hurry, no sense prolonging the inevitable. As I turned around my cock proudly on show (I’m a respectable 8.5 inches so I’m not shy!) I was not prepared for the sight before me, as id been undressing my dear sister had decided to slip her finger into her dripping pussy and play. I was dumbfounded. This is so hot! Shed clearly got herself worked up and as I looked her over her only command was “lick my pussy”. Well always happy to help I dove between her legs and smelled her aroma her sweetness and I thought id died and gone to heaven, her pussy was perfect and I could see her clit winking at me saying hello, so thought not to be rude that I’d say hello! The tip of my tongue brushed against my sister’s clit and she shivered all over at my touch. Jeez she tasted better than she smelled! If there was any food that tasted as good as this id be having it for breakfast lunch and dinner! I sucked on her swollen outer lips feeling her shift above me; she gripped my hair and pulled my face in to her heaven. By her breathing I could tell that she’d gotten herself into quite a state! I was licking and sucking her pussy over and over but the one place I hadn’t ventured was her leaking love tunnel and she knew it. “Oh god harry baby stop teasing me! I want you tongue in me so bad!” not one to disappoint a damsel in distress I stuck my tongue in her entrance as far as it would go. More of her delicious nectar dripped onto my tongue and I moaned. This seemed to send her over the edge as she started bucking her hips. “Stop harry stop. I don’t want to cum like this I need that fat cock inside me right now!” I was looking to get a blowjob but I was just as turned on right now as her that I just didn’t care. “On all fours I grunted” stroking my dick ready for her penetration. She did as I asked and displayed her pretty pink pussy to me. “Fuck your whore” she said and that was it, I slammed into her pussy with fervour not caring whether I hurt her at that point, to be honest I didn’t care about anything at that point except my cock in her pussy. I started pounding her as hard as I could, making sure every time I went in that I bottomed out. Hannah loved this she started screaming at me “OH YES HARRY FUCK MY TIGHT LITTLE PUSSY!” I fucked her harder than anyone id done before her tits bouncing wildly as the bed crashed against the wall. I couldn’t believe the sensations I was feeling as her vice like pussy was wrapped around my cock. I knew that I couldn’t last for much longer. “Play with yourself your dirty whore” I growled. She was my whore now that was it I would have her when I wanted. She started screaming and bucking “I’m Cumming harry oh baby OOO ARGHH FUCK!” her pussy clamped down Hard on me and it sent me over the edge “Hannah baby!” my cock exploded inside her like a waterfall filling up her womb. She sagged underneath a smile on her face. As my I pounded my last strokes of my dripping cock into my tight willing sister, I was starting to feel glad she caught me jacking off or maybe this would never of happened. I collapsed on the bed next to her my cock slipping out of her pussy and our combined juices running onto her covers. She cuddled up to me and I pulled her close “I’m your little whore now harry and next time we can use all of my new toys” I smiled in anticipation Comment if you want part two!

Coming Home Present - Part 1 It had been almost ten months since I’d last seen my step-sister, Amelia. We went to different colleges; mine the University of Oklahoma while she went to a college in our home state, Texas—UT Austin. I had just finished my junior year, while she had just finished her freshman year. Our breaks from college were at different times, and I unfortunately had to work through the holidays. Our relationship had been rocky since our parents married ten years ago, but as soon as I went to college and she was in high school, we ended up missing each other more than we thought, so on my breaks from college we bonded more than we had in the years we lived together. We had both been only children to single parents, my mom and her dad. So having a sibling wasn’t exactly what we wanted. I arrived in Dallas a couple hours before she did, settling into my old room and unpacking my things and getting some chores done around the house since our parents were on a couples cruise for two weeks. As I was finishing up a few things I heard a car door slam and I jogged to the door and waited for her to step out from behind the car. She slammed her trunk closed and grinned at me, walking around the car and rolling her suitcase to rest against her car. Her outfit made my heart skip and my shorts a little tight. Her long dark brown hair was falling in waves, her naturally tanned skin glowing and her eyes twinkling as she pulled a large suitcase out of the trunk. She was not my little sister anymore, she was a young woman. She was wearing an off the shoulder white crop top that revealed a sparkling belly ring, that clung perfectly to her perky C-cup breasts and cut off denim shorts that barely covered her cute bubble butt and made a perfect V as the fabric clung to her thighs and filled the shorts perfectly, looking more like panties than shorts. Her perfectly thick thighs led to toned calves and then to her pedicured feet that were in brown leather sandals. She ran over to me, letting her suitcase drop onto the driveway and jumped into my arms. She smelled like coconut and vanilla and I inhaled, hugging her so tightly I lifted her off the ground. “Tyler! I missed you so much,” she kissed my cheek as I let go of her and looked her up and down. “Who are you and where has my little sister gone?” I said with a grin and she smacked my arm. “It’s called growing up big brother.” she said and walked back to her suitcase, bending over and making her shorts so tight, that I could see the shape of her pussy lips. My own shorts were definitely getting tighter as my dick grew harder at the sight of her. I walked forward and grabbed the suitcase from her, needing something to do before ogling my step-sister. What the fuck is wrong with me? She’s my step-sister, I’ve always thought she was cute.. But college had been good to her, turning her into a cute girl to a sexy, beautiful young woman. She walked to the door and opened it for me, brushing against me as I walked past. I could feel her breasts against my arm, her nipples hard from the air conditioned house and I groaned in my head. “Damn did I miss this house,” she said and looked around, biting her bottom lip and looking at me. “When’d you get here?” “A couple hours ago, I’ve just been getting some things done that mom and dad left for me to do,” I said, following her into the kitchen. She grabbed a wa†er bottle from the fridge and jumped onto the counter, swinging her long legs back and forth as she drank. “How’s the pool looking?” she asked with a grin. “Nice and clean thanks to me,” I said and hid behind the island in the kitchen, my dick still rock hard. Keep it together, Tyler.. “Good, because this stupid 100 degree weather is killing me,” she jumped down from the counter and patted my arm as she walked out of the kitchen. “Help me with my suitcase up the stairs, big brother?” she asked and waited for me a† the bottom of the stairs. “As you wish,” I said, quoting her favorite movie. She giggled and I smiled at her. She was still my cute little sister, except she was also sexy as fuck. I lifted her suitcase and followed her up the stairs, her hips swaying as she walked up. I was pretty sure my dick was leaking pre-cum now, her tight pussy lips still pressing against the fabric between her legs. I covered the groan that tried to escape with a loud cough. “Too heavy, Tyler?” she asked with a giggle. I grinned back at her. “Nah, I lift, silly girl,” I said as I rolled her suitcase into her room, the walls still a bright turquoise. “Thank you,, I’m gonna change into a bikini and then I’ll meet you in the pool?” she asked and bent over to unzip her suitcase, giving me another view. Yup, there was definitely pre-cum leaking against the fabric of my briefs, that I was sure of. “Yeah, see you out there,” I said distractedly, closing the door behind me and walked into my room. I slid my shorts down and looked at my briefs, a wet spot pressing against my hard dick. I rubbed up and down my length through my briefs and then slid my briefs down. My hand was wrapped around the shaft and I’d begun stroking fast, picturing my step-sister’s tiny shorts and tight little ass when a knock on my door made me stop. “Tylerrrr, you’re taking too long,” Amelia whined. I sighed, imagining her coming in here and getting on her knees and sucking me off. I unwrapped my hand from my aching cock, sighing, “I’ll be right out.” I quickly slid on my swim trunks, giving up on my cock settling down. I stepped out of my room and walked downstairs and out to the backyard. And there was my step-sister standing knee deep in the water on the steps of the pool. Her tanned skin was prominent against her neon turquoise bikini, the triangles clinging to her C-cup breasts, the nipples hard from the cool pool water. As my eyes trailed past her belly button and further south, a small triangle covered her pussy, the fabric clinging to it—both pieces must’ve been a size too small because it clung to her tight body. She turned around to throw her hair into a bun and I was finally able to see her very curvy ass covered with a cheeky-type triangle. It was hardly covering anything though, the size too small made it almost like a thong. And now my cock was rock hard again. She looked over at me and her eyes trailed down to my trunks, biting her lip as she saw my hard-on. That sent me over the edge, so I did the only thing left to do—I ran towards the pool and dived into the deepest part. The shockingly cool temperature of the pool calmed my hard on, I was still hard but it wasn’t aching as much. I came up for air and looked around and saw her swimming towards me. She paused and swam in place before swimming backwards, her breasts and thighs coming to the top of the water. “This feels amazinggg,” she said, swimming back until she hit the neon pink inflatable mat. She grabbed onto it and swam over to me. “Can you help me get on top, Ty? I can never do it by myself,” she asked with a pout. My breath hitched at the thought of touching her wet body and I nodded, not able to speak as I tried to stay calm. I swam up behind her and grabbed her by the waist, she giggled as my touch tickled her. And as she giggled she wiggled and swam back so she pressed against my front. My dick hardened against her ass, the cool temperature of the pool unable to stop my dick from hardening. I heard her let out a little gasp and she leaned forward to grab onto the inflatable mat, and I grabbed her waist tighter and lifted her. Her wet ass was in my face as she moved her body to a laying position on the floaty. She looked down at me, her bottom lip between her teeth and her breath was shaky as she thanked me, as if she was out of breath from the movement—or was it because she felt my hardness? She grabbed her sunglasses out of the cupholder in one of the arms of the floaty and slid them on. I pulled the edge of the floaty towards the middle of the pool so she could drift around. I got out of the water and she looked at me, raising her sunglasses. “Want something to drink?” I asked her, shifting my swim trunks around. She smiled and nodded and I walked into the kitchen, my cock aching beneath my trunks. I had to get rid of this, I thought to myself. I walked over to the sink and looked out the window, watching as she drifted around and pushed my trunks down below my shaft and let my cock free. I wrapped my hand tightly around it and imagined it was her pouty, thick lips wrapped around it. I ran my thumb over my pre-cum coated head, imaging it was her tongue. I groaned and kept stroking fast, my hand tightening, imagining it was her tight, wet pussy and stroked even faster as I felt myself getting closer to cumming. I grabbed the clean dish cloth that was hung on the sink, containing my stroking as my hips rocked back and forth. My eyes trailed back to her, sliding off the floaty and swimming to the steps—and just as she stood up her bottoms slid down just a little, letting me see more of her beautiful ass. I placed the dish towel against my cock as I started cumming, moaning her name as my cock shot stream after stream of cum, soaking the towel. I tried to catch my breath and quickly pulled my trunks up as she grabbed the door handle to come into the kitchen. I rushed over to the fridge, pulling out two beers, turning around to see her dripping wet body standing on the doormat so she wouldn’t get the floor wet. “You were taking a while, everything okay?” she asked and I nodded. “Yeah everything’s okay, was just a bit distracted for a few minutes,” I said and popped the caps off the beers. “Beer okay?” “Beer’s great,” she said and grabbed the beer out of my hand. As she grabbed it I noticed a string of cum I must have gotten on my hand when pulling the towel off was on the neck of the bottle. She took a swig and looked at the spot of white on the neck. She looked up at me, her eyes glistening as her tongue ran around the mouth of the bottle and down to the string of cum, licking it up as she stared into my eyes. Holy fuck, she knows…

I married my wife when my step-daughter was only four years old and have raised her ever since. My step-daughter is a very pretty young woman, standing about 5'6" with an average weight, straight sandy-blonde hair cut to her shoulder blades, firm young breasts filling a B-cup nicely and is a senior in high school. We have always been close and got even more so over a few months following her eighteenth birthday. She started exploring her sexuality and, using a combination of our open relationship, her beauty, and the sincere love that we have for one another, slowly broke down any resistance that I had and seduced me into having sex with her. In the almost two months that followed our having sex together we had very limited opportunities to explore the relationship further. During the weekly movie nights, there was no longer anything to mask the intentions and we would routinely play with each other throughout the entire movie, frequently with my cock buried deep inside of her using short, slow strokes to keep her dripping and at the heights of ecstasy. On a few of these nights we even managed to bring each other to a full orgasm, trying hard not to let on the true nature of what was happening mere feet away from her unknowing mother and brothers. Unfortunately, no situation had presented itself to allow a repeat of the beautiful lovemaking that had transpired. The closest that we had gotten was two quick oral sessions in the bathroom and one "quickie" when she jumped me after I woke her up by sucking on her exposed clit one weekend morning. As much as I longed for a repeat encounter, I felt that it may be for the better anyway so that she could find someone who would love her deeply and start a relationship with. As the kids' Spring Break approached, my wife and I started looking at options for our typical family getaway. Realizing that this was likely the last one with us all together, we decided to splurge a little and rented a three bedroom oceanside cabin in a nice, quiet, recreational area about six hours away that we knew of but wouldn't have insane crowds since few others really knew about it. Since the weather forecast looked great we decided to trailer our boat down as well and had a full week of fun and rest & relaxation. The week was upon us; everything was planned and all that remained was to pack our clothes, buy some groceries and make the drive down when my wife told me that our plans had changed... Apparently, while I was working a little late, my step-daughter had complained to my wife that she didn't want to go because she would be the "only one her age" there and didn't want to be constantly pestered by her younger brothers, who, in all honesty could be a pain to deal with. She had asked to stay behind to have some peace and quiet and if this had been the year before, probably would have been allowed to. Since this last year as a whole family was important to both my wife and me she was promptly told "no" but after a whole lot of pleading was finally allowed to bring a friend as a concession since we had a spare bed at the cabin. I was a little upset at first; thinking that having someone else join us was almost as bad as her not coming but after talking it out with my wife I ended up agreeing that it was probably better than her being miserable the whole time. The rest of the week I worked late to prep for a week of being gone and left my wife to deal with the details for the trip. My wife would drive down with the four kids once they got out of school and I would drive the truck and boat down with the larger supplies in the back and meet them there. I finally finished up, went home and hooked up the boat, and headed out. The drive was going well and I was making good time and was less than an hour away when it dawned on me that I didn't even know which of my step-daughter's friends was going to be spending the week with us...I hoped that it wasn't going to be a bust and ruin the vacation. I arrived at the site a little before dinner and was a little disappointed when I saw that it was her friend Riley that had come...now don't get me wrong; Riley is a nice girl that I know a only a little bit through my step-daughter but whom I know has been raised in an ultra-religious household. There were good sides to this I figured; but I was a little concerned that the way we ran our family might offend her. Our family was a little more "European" in style and allowed small amounts of alcohol and our sense of proper attire in the home was a little bit loose with it being common to see one another in little more than underwear while transiting the house. If Riley got upset about this and told her parents I thought that it could cause problems for us and I reminded myself to be careful and watch what we did to be safe. We all ate the simple dinner that my wife had prepared, finished unloading, and called it an early night since we were all bushed between the travel and setting everything up. The next morning I awoke around 8:00, threw on some shorts and sandals and walked outside to check out what I hadn't really seen in the twilight the night before. We had been coming to the area off and on for years but had never stayed in the luxury cabins that we were in, always opting for the spartan cabanas further down the beach. The cabin was in a beautiful location just across the sand dune from the ocean on a spit of land with a small waterway in the back as well. It was nestled in a nice little clearing surrounded on either side by trees and bushes to give it a little privacy from the other cabins and had more to the back of the property with a small dock about 30 feet long. It had a good sized deck on the ocean side of the house and a nice sized fire pit nearby as well as an outdoor shower right near the stairs. I started around the house to see what else was there and was so preoccupied that as I rounded the corner near the hot tub I almost didn't notice that the girls were already awake and laying out in the back yard to get some sun. "Hi Dad," I suddenly heard. Broken from my reverie, I saw that my step-daughter and her friend had spread beach towels out on the ground and were soaking up the rays. Both of them were lying on their stomachs and Riley looked half asleep while my step-daughter was reading a book. I thought it odd that they would be in back instead of on the beach and inquired why. I was told that the breeze by the water had made them too chilly. I thought it no wonder since it was so early and despite the fact that they were both wearing fairly modest suits, there was still a lot of exposed skin. Now let me take a moment to describe Riley...in many ways she is quite different from my step-daughter; one with a mature body and childlike face and the other the complete opposite. She is only about two months younger but has not really developed "womanly" curves yet but the features of her face are quite strikingly beautiful and could easily pass for that of a grad student. She is slightly tall for a woman, standing about 5' 10", with a very slight build, barely noticeable breasts (small A cup, maybe even AA), and dark chestnut colored hair that is straight and goes to the middle of her back. The only visible sign of her body maturing was the slight widening of her hips that, until seeing her in her swimsuit, had been indiscernible. See Riley here tinyurl.com/SexyRiley She was a beautiful woman in her own right but seeing them together gave a night-and-day appearance. "After lunch could you drop us off over by the cove?" she asked, referring to a small inlet on an uninhabited island about two miles offshore. "If you two don't mind helping me get the boat in the water I don't see why not," I replied. Slowly, the cabin came alive and by 11:00 we were all eating an early lunch together. The boys wanted to head to the other end of the beach to comb for shark teeth that were often found on that end so my wife said that she would bring them and they'd hang out for a bit. I told her of the plans to put the boat in the water and commented that I'd probably drop my hand at a little fishing and we all agreed to be back at the cabin by 5:00. After we finished eating, everyone got ready and headed out to their activities. I made all of the final preps for the boat as the girls got ready and finally they came out, each carrying a good sized beach bag. They had thrown shorts and t-shirts over their swimsuits and were wearing sandals, hats, and sunglasses. They hopped in the truck and we headed down to the boat ramp to launch it where both girls readily lent a hand. It was readily apparent that Riley had spent some time around boats before from the way she handled the dock lines. After parking the truck and now empty trailer we headed out toward the island to drop the girls off. As soon as we got out of the narrow channel and were able to open up the speed both of them went to the back of the boat and started talking and giggling like typical teenage girls. About 20 minutes later we arrived at the island and I brought the boat as close to shore as I could without grounding it and told the girls that they would have to wade the rest of the way in. Standing there on the shore with the bottom half of their shorts wet presented quite the image as I agreed to pick them up in about four hours and I headed off to see what I could catch. I didn't end up having great luck that first day but caught three medium sized flounder by the time that I had to go back to the island. When I got there, I didn't see either of the girls but spotted one of their beach bags down the shore from where I dropped them off. After heading to where the bag was I still didn't see them so I decided to drop the anchor and swam/waded ashore. Still seeing no sign of them I called out my step-daughter's name and heard a faint reply. A few minutes later she came out of the tree line and began running down the beach towards me. Seeing her come out alone, my first thought had been concern that something had happened to Riley. As she got a bit closer I could tell that she had a happy expression on her face and as I calmed my worries was when I noticed the change in her attire. She had removed the T-shirt that she had been wearing and gone was the simple suit that I had seen her wearing this morning. The royal blue bikini top that she had on now covered little more than her nipples and despite being young and firm, her breasts were bouncing all over the place as she jogged down the beach. She ran up to me and virtually jumped into my arms, mashing her chest into mine. "Sorry that I was running late. We lost track of time." She spouted off innocently. "Where's Riley?" I asked. "Oh, she's probably going to be another five minutes or so," she replied, quickly followed by her leaning up to kiss me, shoving her tongue in my mouth and rubbing my dick through my swim trunks at the same time. "Sweetheart, what if she sees us? I doubt that she would understand..." I sputtered. "I really don't care," she said. "I want you." With that comment she plunged her hand down my shorts and grabbed a hold of my rapidly hardening member. As much as I wanted to throw her down to the sand and make passionate love to her on the beach I simply gave her another deep French kiss, squeezed her ass, and stepped back to open the distance a little. "What's with the new swimsuit anyway? You know that your mother would probably have a fit if she saw how small that top is." She simply grinned and said "she won't. You think that's bad, you ought to see the other half." She gave me a quick wink and then dropped her shorts and whirled around to show me the bottoms. The front had a strip of material that was probably only about one inch wide by four inches long, barely covering her slit. Wisps of her pubes were poking out the top even though she kept them trimmed closely. When she turned around I couldn't even tell that she had anything on except for the single tan colored string coming around her hips and joining another one coming out of the top of her ass crack that only had about two inches visible. Still standing in front of me, she bent all the way over and touched her toes while jiggling her ass and I could still barely see the string running up it. She quickly closed the foot between us and started grinding her beautiful ass against my still hardening cock causing it to reach its full size rapidly. She rubbed up and down my cock for a few minutes until finally I gave her a good smack on her ass. Turning around, she jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist, grinding her pussy against my dick while she once again shoved her tongue in my mouth. After a kiss that seemed to last for an eternity, she clutched tightly with her legs and leaned away from my chest. Letting go with one of her arms, she slid the tiny amount of material covering her breasts to the side and brought my head down to suck first one, then the other nipple. I really didn't want to stop but realized that we had to before it went any further and put her down on the ground. I gave each nipple a quick kiss before covering it up and then picked up her shorts from the sand and tossed them to her. "Put these back on," I said, "and go grab your stuff." She gave me a pouty look but complied with the directions. No sooner than she had gotten her T-shirt on, we heard some noise coming from the trees nearby. Less than a minute later Riley emerged carrying her beach bag filled with clams. "Sorry it took so long guys but these really slowed me down," she exclaimed. I couldn't help but notice that she too had changed swimsuits since this morning. Her new selection wasn't quite as revealing as my step-daughter's suit but it still left little to the imagination. I couldn't help but notice the clear outline of her hard nipples pressed firmly against the bright red material of a bandeau bikini top and wondered what the cause was since it was still quite warm out. "Wow, that was a great find and will go perfectly with the flounder I caught," I remarked. "We really need to get going. Are you going to be able to make it out to the boat with all of your stuff?" "No problem. There are benefits to being tall...I should be able to wade most, if not all of the way," Riley quickly replied. I was beginning to warm up to this girl a bit as I got to know her...very down to earth and apparently resourceful. I was pretty sure that it had been her idea to get the clams, not my step-daughter's. The girls stripped down to their bikinis and tossed the rest of their clothing in the bags for the swim out. Each of us grabbed a bag with some of their things and the three of us headed out to the boat together. Once we were all onboard, we raised the anchor and headed back toward the dock behind the cabin which I knew would take close to a half-hour. Unlike when we headed out to the island, on the way back the girls stayed up near me in the cockpit area. Riley seemed particularly interested in talking to me and I didn't mind since it gave me a chance to get to know her a little better. If it was possible, her nipples were even more clearly outlined due to the wetness of her suit and I got my first opportunity to see the matching bottom to her new suit. Once again, it was not as revealing as my step-daughter's suit but showed quite a bit of skin and accentuated what slight curve of her hips was there. Honestly, this was a great suit for her body but the material was obviously made more for lying in the sun and not for swimming because just like the top, her bottom clung to her body once it got wet. It hugged her skin so closely that I could clearly see the outline of her vaginal lips and saw no indication of pubic hair so I assumed that she shaved. tinyurl.com/SexyRiley She was quite an intelligent young woman with ambition and drive and she talked quite confidently but her posture showed that she was a bit insecure of her body. Honestly, she shouldn't have been, because despite having a quite nubile body, the overall appearance in the right outfit, like now, was one of beauty. Around the time that we entered the channel, the suits had dried out enough to toss our clothes on over them and about fifteen minutes later we were back at the dock by the house. Bringing both the flounder and clams back up to the house, it was time to get dinner going and retrieving my truck from the parking lot by the boat ramp would have to wait until later. I fired up the grill and went to clean up while it was heating. After my shower I was heading back out to put the fish on the grill when I passed by Riley who gave me a big, slightly mischievous, smile on her way into the bathroom wrapped in a towel. I wasn't sure what it was about but I couldn't help think to myself that it had only been a day and she was already settling in well with our family. I guess that I shouldn't have been too surprised since my step-daughter normally picked her friends well. As the food was finishing cooking I decided to open a bottle of white wine that we had brought down with us. I was pouring two glasses for my wife and me when the girls walked in. Instantly my step-daughter asked for a glass as well. I was a little hesitant even though things had been going well with Riley because I didn't want to ruin it or cause any trouble. Just as I was about to act as if she was joking, Riley took the bottle from me, quickly glanced at the label, and stated very matter-of-factly "pour me one as well, please. I really don't care for sweet wines so I'm glad that you picked a Sauvignon." I was floored by this declaration on so many levels and stood there speechless with, what I assume was a stupid look on my face. Glancing over at my wife, who had an expression similar to my reaction, I received a shoulder shrug and look of "why not?" Dinner was wonderful and the conversation was great so we opened a second bottle right near the end. As soon as we were done, the boys cleared out to go goof off somewhere and the four of us sat around the fire pit to continue talking as I started the fire going so it would be ready for later in the evening. The topics varied but in general, I was quite impressed by how mature Riley seemed and found it to be a quite pleasant evening. Around the time that we finished the second bottle it was starting to get dark out and figured that we better clean up from dinner and get the truck and trailer back from the boat ramp. I went and grabbed the keys for my wife's car and when I came back my step-daughter was elbows deep in dish water and my wife had an armful of dishes in her hands. My wife suggested that I go with Riley to go get the truck. The two of us headed out and as soon as we got in the car, we fell right back into conversation. This time it was a little different though...the topic almost immediately turned to one about boys and relationships, or rather Riley's relative lack of them. She expressed concern to me that it was because she was unattractive or that, even at eighteen years old, she hadn't really developed yet. I did my best to reassure her that she was beautiful and that any boy who couldn't recognize that didn't deserve her. She continued to express feelings of displeasure and insecurity about her sexual inexperience and seemed concerned that it would cause problems for her later down the road. She also worried that she might never really develop and that there might be something wrong with her. I couldn't believe how candid she was being with me and did my best to comfort her and assure her that she'd be just fine. Before long we were at the boat ramp and I was headed to the truck for us to drive back separately. The whole trip took about twenty minutes and when we got back to the cabin there were just the faintest tinges of red left in the sky and that the fire was burning nicely now. We went inside and saw that dinner cleanup was mere seconds away from being done so I suggested that all of us head outside and enjoy our first real evening of the vacation. The six of us hung out for the next few hours by the fire and had a lovely time simply relaxing. As the fire died down, we all decided it was time to retire. I was a little surprised when Riley joined right in with the other kids for a good night hug and kiss. She went last and threw her arms around me in a tight hug, pressing her body firmly against mine. She held me so tight that I swore I could feel her nipples pushing into my chest. She leaned in and gave me a soft kiss on my cheek while holding the other side of my face in her hand and softly said "goodnight. Thanks for everything, especially the talk." After that she let go and simply trundled off to the bedroom that the girls were sharing. Only a short bit later I followed suit. I couldn't tell what was being said but noticed when I walked by their room that the lights were already off but the girls were still awake and busy whispering about something. After the way that the day had gone, I secretly wondered what they were talking about but decided to give them their space and I headed off to bed. The next day we decided to all go down to the beach together. About half a mile down the beach was a nice area with two beach volleyball courts and a bathroom/shower area so we decided to bring our stuff down there rather than right across from the cabin. The girls' smaller swimsuits were gone and had been replaced by the more modest ones that I had seen them wear in the back yard. The six of us toted everything down midmorning and were having a great time swimming, playing volleyball, throwing a Frisbee around, and catching the rays. We had brought a picnic lunch with us and after eating, resumed our fun. Everyone was having a blast until around 1:00 when my step-daughter jumped up to block a spike and came down awkwardly. She said that she'd be OK and was just going to sit out for a little but about 20 minutes later she got up to go over to the blankets where our things were and emitted a sharp yelp as soon as she stood up. Upon hearing that, I decided that we needed to get some ice on her ankle so we were going to go back to the cabin. There was no reason to stop everyone from having fun so the two of us started heading down the beach and left the others to continue the game. She was hobbling so badly that by the time we had gone about twenty yards I ended up picking her up and carrying her the rest of the way back. When we arrived I took her into the living room and placed her sitting down on the couch and commented that I would go get some ice from the kitchen. Before I could even turn to go get the ice she leaned forward and tugged my trunks down my thighs. I was a little shocked and hadn't even recovered my senses when she grabbed my ass in her hands and pulled me toward the couch, opening her mouth and taking my flaccid penis into her mouth. It didn't stay that way for long as she swirled her tongue around the head and quickly brought me to full hardness. "Honey, we really need to get some ice on that..." I stuttered through the lengthy pauses caused by the sensations that she was giving me. "Fuck the ice!" was the simple statement that she made briefly pulling off of my dick. She took another few strokes and then took me all the way into her throat and held it, her lips wrapped tightly around my shaft touching against my balls. She looked up at me and, looking me straight in the eyes, gave a devilish grin with my cock still deep inside of her. "My ankle is just fine," she sputtered as she slid off of me while keeping the eye contact the entire time. "I just wanted to get you alone." With that statement, she released me from her grasp and quickly pulled her top over her head and tossed it to the side of the couch. She took me back into her mouth and used one hand to gently play with my balls as she used the other to shove my suit the rest of the way down to my ankles and motioned for me to step out of them. As I lifted first one, and then the other, leg to step out of the trunks my step-daughter took advantage of the gap created between my legs and slid a finger from the hand fondling my balls between my cheeks. Slightly lubricated with her spit, she used it to massage my ass hole and elicited a sharp intake of breath from me as she pressed firmly against the rosebud. She brought her free hand up and began rubbing her breasts, occasionally pinching one nipple or the other. It was an exquisite sight to watch her coordinated efforts and was arousing me to no end. My mind was swimming from the combination of sensations caused by her mouth sucking my cock and her hand playing with both my balls and ass. I wasn't sure where she had gotten this from but had to admit that it felt great. Occasionally she would remove her finger and scoop up a little saliva from where it had run down near the base of my dick and use it as lubrication. She alternated between rubbing small circles over the hole to pressing firmly against it. Eventually, on one of these pushes, the tip of her finger slid into me up to the first knuckle. As soon as she felt her finger slide in, she stopped everything. She shifted her position from on the edge of the couch to sitting on the floor. She motioned for me to spread my legs a little and then slid her body between them until she was sitting right between my legs with her face right next to my dick. Still leaving her finger in me, her mouth went back around my cock and gave a good half a dozen or so thrusts before abruptly pulling off again. Using her free hand, she lifted my cock and balls up, slid her head underneath me, and began to lick my ass hole around her finger. She kept this up until it was good and wet and then slowly withdrew her finger about halfway before pushing it back in. Her tongue alternated between my ass and her finger and was doing a good job of keeping everything lubricated. Every now and then the hand holding my dick would slowly give it a nice, long stroke synchronized with her finger moving inside of me. The feelings were intense and before long she was pushing deeper with each stroke until she had buried the whole finger up my ass. She gave a few more strokes and then stopped with the digit deep inside of me and looked up with that impish grin again. "Are you ready for what's next?" she asked. Not knowing what she had in mind, I had no idea what to answer so simply emitted an "ummm???" She didn't really wait for a real answer anyway but instead let go of my dick and let it stick out from my body about an inch or two in front of her and stared intently at it. Suddenly, I felt her finger wiggling inside me followed by a firm pressure while she made small circles with her fingertip. The feeling was intense and as I looked down at her I saw that there was cum steadily oozing out of my dick in a long strand that she had placed her tongue underneath. She licked up the rivulet of cum until her tongue reached my penis and then relaxed the pressure as she briefly sucked on the tip and then repeated the whole process a few more times. After the fourth time that she did this, the pleasure that had built up was so intense that I let out a loud groan, desperately wanting release. Sensing this, my step-daughter's finger started pressing again but this time she took my cock in her mouth at the same time. She swirled her tongue around and bobbed her mouth up and down about half of my dick while making those little circles with her fingertip. I could feel the pressure building up inside of me until it felt like my dick was going to split in two and then finally it happened...she took me all the way into the back of her mouth and simultaneously pressed her finger into me just a little more. I came with such a force that I am surprised that I didn't knock her back. As it was, the amount of cum and speed that it came out filled her mouth up so quickly that she didn't even have a chance to swallow and it was leaking out of the corner of her mouth. She kept her mouth sealed tightly around my cock as she slowly backed off of it and then looked up with an open mouth to show me what must have been the largest load that I have ever had in my life. As she stood up, she swirled it around with her tongue and then looked me straight in the eyes as she closed her mouth and swallowed it all down. "Mmmm, delicious," she said huskily as she scooped the cum running down her chin with a finger, swallowing it down as well. I couldn't believe how dirty my step-daughter was acting but I had to admit to myself that it was pretty hot. "It's my turn now," she said as she took my hand and led me toward the hallway. I had no idea what she had in mind but she obviously had a plan and I decided that I would simply go along with it and try to give her as mind blowing an orgasm as she had just given me. My step-daughter led me back to her bedroom and lay back on her bed. I immediately leant over her and gave her a deep, passionate kiss. I ran my hands down her body and followed with my mouth stopping occasionally to give a little kiss on her bare skin and a gentle suck on each or her taut nipples. When I reached her waist, I hooked her swimsuit bottoms with my finger and slid them over her thighs and down her legs slowly until finally removing them from her feet and dropping them to the floor. Lying there, fully exposed, I moved back up between her legs kissing the inside of her thighs and gave a few more kisses to her moistening pussy. She reached behind my head and pulled me into her crotch until I licked my tongue slowly from the bottom of her slit all the way up until it flicked her clit. She let out a deep sigh and pushed my head down lower. "Yes...keep going; push it deep inside of me. Taste my juices. Feel how wet you are making me." As soon as I shoved my tongue into her hole it seemed as if I had opened a flood gate. Once her lips had been parted, I was instantly greeted with a gush of her sweet juice. The scent was intoxicating and only drove me to want more. I ran my hands under her ass and pulled her up into my face as I continued plunging my tongue as deeply as possible inside of her. I continued for a few minutes and then started alternating between sucking her sopping pussy and licking and nibbling at her clit. It wasn't long before she squeezed her thighs against my head and I started feeling her shake through a minor orgasm. Once it had subsided she asked me to put my finger in her ass. As I continued licking, I first thrust my index finger into her pussy and scooped up some of her juices and I thrust in and out a few times and then rubbed them all over her puckered hole. She was moaning constantly and pushing her hips down onto my finger, inviting it to be put inside of her. Once I felt that she was lubricated well enough I slowly pushed the finger into her and began thrusting it in and out. As she relaxed and became more lubed, I built up the pace and increased the depth until I was using the entire length of my finger fairly quickly as I synchronized my tongue on her pussy to the timing of the thrusts. It was obvious that she was enjoying herself greatly yet I was still surprised when she asked me to insert a second digit into her ass. To my knowledge this was the first time that she was getting into anal play, but as with our other forays, she was taking to it like a pro. By now she was moaning quite loudly and for the second time I felt her spasm around me. This time some of her juices actually oozed out of her pussy, only to run down her crack and provide more lubrication around my fingers. "I want you in me," she said in a husky voice, still a little bit winded. Not one to argue, I knelt up and positioned the tip of my hardening cock at the entrance to her pussy. I started to withdraw my fingers from her ass and promptly felt her grab my wrist firmly. "Stop! Leave them in," she said. Once she no longer felt any resistance pulling away from her, she released my wrist only to grab my dick and pull it toward her wet pussy. Again I was surprised but decided to go with the flow since she appeared to know what she wanted. As I slid into her, I couldn't believe the feelings that were surging through my dick. My step-daughter is normally a snug fit but this was unbelievable. Having both holes occupied increased the pressure and it was almost like being inside a virgin it was gripping me so tightly. Each time I would push in I could feel my cock hitting my fingers with nothing but a thin membrane separating them. As I built up speed a bit, I looked down and watched her rubbing her clit as I stroked deep inside of her. The trio of sensations had her face contorted and she was virtually gasping for air she was breathing so heavily. Suddenly, she let out a deep moan as I felt her gush around my cock in yet another orgasm. I could tell that she still hadn't had a huge one so I kept going but slowed down a little to allow her to come down from the high a little. As soon as her breathing was under control she asked me to take my fingers out. I figured that her ass was probably a bit sore from this new intrusion and there was a slight audible pop as I pulled them out and used both hands to play with her breasts. I couldn't have been more wrong because as soon as I reached her chest, I felt her grab my dick in her hand again. This time she removed it from her pussy and slid it right down until the head was firmly against her rosebud. This girl never ceased to amaze me but by now I was well aware that she knew exactly what she was doing and what she wanted so who was I to question it. She let out a little yelp of pain as my girth entered her but the look on her face told me everything I needed to know so I kept slowly pushing. I kept going until my full eight inches were in her ass before I stopped. I only briefly paused before starting a steady thrusting going all the way from the base to just below the head of my dick on each stroke. We had only endured about three or four minutes before I could tell that she had already built up to an orgasm. I sped up just a little bit and dropped one hand down to her groin to rub her clit. Right away she let out a scream that was so loud I thought that the rest of the family might hear her a half mile down the beach. Her ass clamped down so tightly on my dick that I could barely move in her and I could feel as well as see her muscles convulsing as she went through an intense orgasm. Her orgasm was so strong that it triggered my own and I came in her ass mere seconds later. We stayed still for a moment to catch our breath and relax before I slowly withdrew from her bottom, sensing that she had had enough. As soon as I moved from between her thighs, she sat up and took my cock into her mouth and sucked it clean of the cum that was all over it. "Come on," she said while suddenly standing up. "We have to get you out of here before Mom gets worried." She grabbed my hand and dragged me out to the front room where some of our clothes were still on the floor. She went straight toward my trunks, bent over and picked them up, and handed them to me to put on while standing there completely naked. She made no motion to grab her clothes but simply waited for me and once I had put my shorts on she pulled me close and gave me a deep kiss. She told me to be on my way and as she turned away to gather her things, I couldn't help but notice that there wasn't any sign of a limp at all as she walked down the hallway. "The sneaky devil," I thought to myself and headed out the door. As I walked back down the beach I began to reflect on the past few months. As of today, I had now penetrated all of her holes and faced a wholly new step-daughter from the one that I had lived with for the previous fourteen years. She was full of unbridled passion and either came upon the skills needed for great sexual pleasure naturally or had picked them up rapidly. I doubted that I could ask for a hotter partner. When I got back to the rest of the family I was asked what took so long. When I simply stated that we had taken it slowly and then I helped to get her settled, my wife chided me with comments about my weakening in my old age. We stayed down there for almost another two hours having fun before we had all decided that we'd had enough and it was time to head back to the cabin for the evening. When we arrived, my step-daughter was lying down to the side of the hot tub with her "injured" ankle hanging into the bubbling water with a bag of mostly melted ice sitting next to her. My wife asked how she was doing and was told that she was feeling quite a bit better. "I think that alternating the hot and cold has helped a lot," she said, indicating the tub and ice bag and then gave me a little grin. "This way, I can still get a bit of a tan though. My wife seemed satisfied by her answer and dropped the conversation to go shower up. The rest of us went to wash the salt away as well and then had a light dinner and then we all decided to relax in the hot tub for a bit until it was time to retire for the evening. The six of us ended up seated around the tub in alternating sexes with my wife and I across from one another and her next to the boys while I was next to the girls. All of us were pretty tired from the day's activities that we simply sat around and talked for a bit. After a little while I suggested that we wrap up soon and retire early to get some rest. Everyone seemed to agree so we decided to give it about five more minutes and then get out. Once the decision had been made, I suddenly felt a hand on my dick. It rubbed up and down a few times and caused me to harden up a bit and then gave a good squeeze before leaving my lap. I looked over and made eye contact with my step-daughter who simply grinned at me and announced that she was heading out to the shower. She got up and purposely put her ass right near my face as she turned around and headed out of the tub. I ended up the last one out to allow myself to soften a little so that I wouldn't be noticed. I covered the tub and headed inside to go clean up. Once I had finished showering, I headed to bed and fell fast asleep from the exhaustion of the day's activities. The next morning at breakfast we all discussed plans for the day and determined that we were all going to head out for a day of boating. We packed a few coolers with food and water, made sure that we had enough towels and sunscreen, and changed into our swimsuits. By ten o'clock we had brought all of the gear down to the boat and headed out to sea. We spent the rest of the morning waterskiing after getting offshore and were having a blast. Around 12:30 I brought the boat to a shallower area where I knew there was a wreck that we could do a little snorkeling around and anchored the boat. My wife starting breaking out the lunch that we had brought as the rest of us set up the table and rearranged the cockpit chairs to eat. Since the weather had warmed up nicely and we were no longer speeding through the water on skis, the skins that we were wearing were no longer needed so most of us decided to strip out of them before we ate. As my step-daughter peeled hers down, the tight fit had pulled the tie on her bikini bottom and once the skin was around her thighs the bikini almost fell off completely and bared her ass to the boat. She caught it pretty quickly but not before her brothers saw her predicament and had done their best to embarrass her by whooping and hollering. Obviously, it wasn't the first time that I had seen her naked bottom but I had still enjoyed the brief look before she got her suit retied. The suits that all three women were wearing were quite nice and I felt proud to be "the guy with the boatful of sexy babes;" at least in my mind. My wife was wearing a patterned traditional triangle bikini top with a skirted bottom that did a good job of showing how much she had kept her body in great shape throughout the years. She easily had the body of a woman ten years younger. My step-daughter had decided to wear the previously mentioned tie-side bottom with a Brazilian cut and a matching violet halter top that gave full coverage but showed a nice bit of her cleavage to good advantage. To wrap up the trio, Riley was wearing a peach colored suit with an underwire top and a somewhat revealing scoop bottom. Like the others she looked beautiful and her breasts looked larger than my impression from the other day and appeared to be about a B-cup. We had an enjoyable lunch and snorkeled around the wreck together for a while, after which we split up a bit to relax and enjoy what we wanted to. My wife wanted to lie out on the boat and do some tanning while she read a book so I headed that way with her and had her hand me some spear fishing gear off the boat. I headed back toward the shallows where I could stand and get set up only to find that the boys were swimming toward the nearby beach and the girls were goofing around in the shallows about 30 feet away from me. The two of them were giggling while splashing water on each other and playing around. Right about the time that I was about to leave, I caught sight of Riley grabbing at my step-daughter's top causing her left breast to pop out of the bikini. She squealed and after shoving herself back in, went after Riley in retaliation. I tried to act as if I hadn't noticed, put my face mask back on and was starting to swim away when I suddenly saw Riley's bottom get pulled down to her knees. From 30 feet away as well as the angle that she was facing, I couldn't really see too much but I did get a clear look at her bare ass. The brief frontal glimpse that I received caused me to mentally note that I hadn't noticed any contrast of her dark colored hair at her crotch and again it appeared that she kept herself shaven. As I swam the hundred yards to the wreck, I wondered if that was truly the case and if so, I was curious why. We spent another few hours having fun and relaxing on the water before heading back to the cabin. I had managed to spear a few fish near the wreck, so we cleaned and cooked them for dinner and chose to have a relaxing evening since again we were all exhausted from the day's activities. We sat around the fire pit and played cards for a little while before retiring to bed early. That night I enjoyed a beautiful lovemaking session with my wife but I couldn't get the images of the two girls' brief exposures earlier that day out of my mind. The next morning it was obvious that, although we had been having a lot of fun as a whole family, everyone wanted a day to simply do their own thing. My wife decided to hang out at the cabin and work on a hobby that she had bought with her while working on a tan and catching up on some reading. The boys, who were almost inseparable, started off with a long bike ride down some of the wooded trails nearby and then were going to play around in the more populated beach hoping to find some other kids to play with and, I'm sure, gawk at the scantily clad women in their bikinis. I wanted to get some more fishing time in and after I announced so, the girls asked if I would drop them off at the cove again so they could "get away." Most everyone was headed off to their respective activity by 10:00 and I had dropped the girls off around 10:30 with an agreement that I would pick them back up around 4:00. Being the middle of the week as it was, I only passed by two other boats on the twenty minute trip to the fishing hole. When I got there I couldn't see any other boats on the water at all which was just fine with me. Just as I had dropped a few lines in, turned some music on, cracked open a cold beer and settled back for a relaxing day, one of the lines started running. I couldn't believe that it had happened so quickly but I wasn't complaining. I landed my first "keeper" in less than 10 minutes on site and was kept so busy it almost seemed like they were simply jumping into the boat. In less than two hours, I had caught my fill of some gorgeous fish worth taking back to the grill. I'm not much of a catch and release type and prefer to eat what I catch so I was a little perplexed as to what to do with the rest of the day. It was surprising how I could spend all day fishing alone and not get bored but after only about 15 minutes with nothing to do but sit there and listen to the radio, I was bored beyond belief. I decided to head back to the cove and see what the girls were up to and hope that they didn't mind a little extra company. If they did, I had no clue what I was going to do to kill the next few hours. It was only a little after one o'clock when I arrived back there, anchored the boat, and stripped down to my swim trunks to head ashore. I grabbed my towel and hat, snagged a six pack from the cooler, and waded to the beach, quickly spotting the girls a few hundred yards away. I was a little surprised that they hadn't seemed to notice my arrival since the boat isn't exactly the quietest thing around but as I got closer, I noticed that they both appeared to be dozing. It gave me a good opportunity to take a good look at them and admire their beauty without them getting too self-conscious about their looks. As for my step-daughter, I had obviously seen her body in great detail before, but looking at it now I was still impressed at her beautiful form. Her face had a very young look to it but her body had truly developed into that of a woman with curves in all of the right places. She was quite fit but had that slight layer of body fat over the muscle to give her form a nice, smooth, curvy appearance. She had a wondrous hourglass shape and lying on her stomach I could see her breasts pushed out to her sides tapering to a slender waist and then curving nicely to rounded hips followed by smooth and sexy legs that barely met at the thighs. The swimsuit that she was wearing was so small that I could barely notice it. She had untied the top to avoid tan lines and her back had just the right amount of muscle definition. The string running around her waist and through the crack of her ass was doing absolutely nothing for support but was merely there to keep the rest of the suit in place yet her butt was still firm and uplifted and gave no appearance of sag what-so-ever, even lying down as she was. In sharp contrast, her friend Riley had matured quite differently. Her face gave an impression of someone who was years older than her actual eighteen years but without looking like she was aging poorly. Her skin was unblemished and virtually flawless but I think that it was her classic Mediterranean features that caused her to look older than she was. Like my step-daughter, she was lying on her stomach with her top untied and her head was resting on her crossed arms. She had taken her long hair and laid it out next to her on the towel to keep it from interfering with her tanning process. She, also, had a beautiful back that I knew would look great in an open-back dress. There was a little more muscle definition on it but not enough to detract from a smooth and sultry appearance. I found her body strangely sexy. I say strangely because she had almost an absence of curves. Looking closely I could see that she was actually quite skinny but didn't appear anorexic. Even with her arms above her head and bikini top untied I could see no indication of her breasts. Her chest rolled straight into her torso with barely any change in size. There was a slight flare at her hips that provided the only curve that had been seen thus far. The thong that she was wearing showed me clearly that her butt was small and well-toned and fell just on the right side of being considered flat. What she had looked nice but she didn't have much. She was lying with her legs slightly parted and allowed me to take a good look at her long legs. Much of her height came from those legs and looking at them now I could definitely see that they were her best feature. Long, shapely, smooth, and well defined so that you just wanted to run your hands up them. They were so close to perfection that she easily could have gotten a job as a leg model. Her position also provided an additional advantage in that I could see the crotch of her suit clearly. Being a thong, it obviously didn't cover a whole lot of skin and I could see just a hint of darker color at her ass hole on either side of the suit. It widened out in time to keep her pussy properly covered but was tight enough that I could easily see the shape of her lips and the line of her slit outlined in the material. Yet again I saw absolutely no sign of pubic hair and I was developing a real longing to see her naked not to mention a bit of a hard on from looking so closely at these two sexy ladies. After a few minutes of ogling them I decided that it would be best to not have them wake up to find me staring at them so I put my towel out next to my step-daughter's and decided to get a little sun myself. About five minutes later I heard an alarm go off and watched my step-daughter reach into a bag between the two of them to silence the offending sound. "Riley, time to flip," she stated quite loudly. I watched as both girls turned over onto their backs, both of them leaving their tops on the towels as they rolled over, now bare chested. "Oh...Dad...hi," sputtered my step-daughter, just now noticing my presence. Initially she was surprised to see me but after the initial shock, immediately calmed right back down. Riley nearly jumped out of her skin at the comment and had a slightly worried look on her face. "Who else came out?" she inquired. "Just me," was the simple answer I gave her. "Oh. You don't mind, do you?" my step-daughter continued while motioning to her absence of a top. "We don't want any harsh tan lines." Her calm demeanor reassured Riley who relaxed a bit but still had a slightly concerned look on her face until she heard my reply. "Sure sweetie. It's not a big deal. I hope that I am not raining on your parade but the fish were biting like you wouldn't believe and I have already caught plenty for us to eat so I thought that I would join you. If it particularly bothers you I'm sure that I can figure out something to do." "No Dad, that's OK. We don't mind at all having a hunky man to keep us company," she gibed causing both of the girls to giggle. Riley hadn't said a single word during the entire exchange but seemed to be OK since she neither offered a protest nor made any move to cover herself or put her top back on. The three of us were simply lying there on the beach on our backs enjoying the warm rays of sunshine and chatting. The next time the alarm went off; my step-daughter sat up and asked me if I would help renew her sunscreen. She turned her back toward me and held the bottle of sunscreen over her shoulder, waiting for me to take it. As I sat up and reached for the bottle I got my first good look at Riley's naked breasts. Before now she had been mostly hidden from my view since my step-daughter had been in between us and I didn't want to get caught leering at her. As I have stated previously, they were quite small; probably an A-cup. Their shape was perfect though, clearly defined on her chest with the outlined area a natural fit for her frame. She had dark areola a little larger than a quarter centered around pencil sized nipples that were standing out significantly in their hardened state. I wasn't sure what had them hard right now (weather or arousal from the thought of her exposure) but I remembered that I had noticed them hard frequently during the past few days. My step-daughter began to moan and sigh like she was getting a massage as I rubbed the lotion into her shoulders and back. She was thoroughly enjoying herself and started making the sounds more and more sexual in nature until finally it sounded like she was about to orgasm. In all honesty it was having an effect on me but I did my best not to let on and tried to ignore her antics until finally I had finished and told her so. "Awww," she said and gave me a pouty look but returned to her prone position on the towel to get some more color on her back. As soon as she had done so, Riley sat up and said "my turn. Come over here and rub me all over with some of that cream." The thick innuendo to her comment was not lost on me, especially after seeing the grin on her face. Regardless of the tone of her comment I figured that there was no reason not to, so I went over and knelt down behind her. Being this close to her allowed me to get a good whiff of her scent. There was an overtone of the sunscreen in the air but I detected a subtle fragrance of orange blossom underneath it that was a little intoxicating. Before starting, I began gathering her long hair so that it wouldn't get in the way or end up with lotion in it. I hadn't realized what an arduous task it would be, but the volume of hair took a good few minutes to ensure that I had all of it gathered without any strays across her shoulders or back. While I was effectively stroking her hair I thought that I heard her emit a soft cooing sound. Finally complete, I had to lean in close to hand the bundle of hair over her shoulder so that she could keep it out of the way and got another good whiff of that nice feminine smell. My new vantage point also provided me with a nice close-up look down her chest. Her wonderfully hard nipples were, indeed, perfectly shaped and were simply begging to be sucked on. I wanted so badly to simply reach around her and cup each of her small breasts, rubbing them and playing with her nipples but I resisted the urge and took a final look before shifting back to begin applying the lotion. The weight on my knees was starting to get uncomfortable so I changed positions and sat down with my legs outstretched on either side of hers, allowing me to be close enough to do a proper job. I put a good amount of the lotion on one of my palms and distributed it between both of my hands and started in on her shoulders. As I worked the sunscreen into her skin and moved toward her neck, Riley leaned back toward me and let out an audible "mmmm" sound. I finished with her neck area and moved to her upper arms, making sure to get good coverage all the way around them and finished on the inside of her bicep. When I moved up the inside of her arm she began to giggle a little despite my best attempts not to tickle her in the process. I directed her to lean forward again as I reapplied more lotion to my hands so that I could get the main area of her back. She was so flexible that even while sitting cross-legged, she put her face almost all the way to the towel with arms outstretched above her head, virtually doubled over, and caused her hips to shift back toward me a bit. When I reached out to pick up where I had left off the slight gap left between us was closed and I felt my groin contact her ass. I tried to act oblivious to the contact despite being well aware of it because in her position I didn't think that there was any way to avoid it plus I didn't want to draw attention to it either. The shifting around caused by applying the sunscreen didn't help at all. It was causing her ass to rub on my penis, threatening to make me get a hard-on that, while wearing nothing but swim trunks, would be impossible for me to hide. I worked the rest of the way down her back and made sure to get under the waistband of her suit. As soon as my fingertips went underneath the material, Riley shifted her position again causing my hands to go further than I had intended and I found the fingers of one hand all the way inside her suit, touching the cleft of her ass. I was a bit shocked so I quickly moved around the waistband to the sides. Once again she let out a little giggle from being tickled inadvertently. Done with the waistband area, I reapplied more of the sunscreen to my hands and started on her sides working my way upward. As my hands moved up, I found it increasingly difficult to reach without grinding myself into her. We were definitely in solid contact now and when I couldn't reach any further without laying on top of her back I asked her to sit back up while I continued to rub the lotion on her. The way that she sat up did two things...first, it molded her ass directly around my dick, almost squeezing it between her cheeks. Second, she arched her back as she came up and my hands suddenly went further forward than I had intended and I felt them resting on the underside of her breasts. Before I had had a chance to move them she playfully said "oooh, naughty, naughty," but made no effort to move away. If anything, her movement caused them to move up a little bit more until I believe that I was feeling the change in her skin from breast to areola at the top of my hands. I enjoyed this brief moment but didn't want to linger so I removed my hands and finished the last little bit of skin that needed sunscreen. Thinking that I was now complete, I started to get up and go back to my own towel. Before I had even had a chance to stand up, Riley said "wait a minute, you're not done yet." "I got everything," I replied. "Don't worry, you won't get a burn." "I need some on my legs too and it's easier for someone else to do than to do it myself." There was no question in her mind if I would do it or not and she simply presumed that I would do her bidding. With that she stood up, placing her cute ass directly in front of me for the second time and moved to lie back down on her belly. "Come on now, let your hands work their magic," she stated and then threw in "please" as an afterthought. Honestly, I knew that she could have done it herself if she wanted to, but I really didn't mind letting my hands rub down her supple teenage body some more. I worked some of the lotion into her skin starting at one foot progressing upward to her knee and then repeating the process on her other leg. A few giggles as well as some "ooohs" and "ahhhs" later I had completed everything up to her knees and had to shift positions to be able to reach further. Sensing this, Riley moved her legs apart to allow me to position myself in between them. I had originally intended to go sit on one side of her and reach across but her new position negated that idea so I scooted up in between her legs, stopping around her knees. I put more sunscreen on my hands and went to start where I left off on her right leg. As soon as I looked down, I noticed a new development that was causing a development in me as well. Her crotch, covered only by the smallest amount of material in her thong, was completely exposed to me. The thin swimsuit was pulled tight into her folds and showed nearly every detail though the fabric. I could even see her outer labia peeking out the edges of her suit and if I wasn't mistaken, it appeared that the crotch of her suit was a little darker than the rest of her suit from dampness. Pausing for a moment to collect myself, I resumed the work on her right leg and was greeted with a few more sighs and one outright moan as I went up the inside of her thigh. As I reached the top of her leg, I was a bit hesitant but didn't want to leave an area bare, only to get severely burnt. While I closed the last few inches, I swear that she elongated her body and I suddenly felt warmth against the back of my left hand. Looking down, I saw that my hand was squarely against her crotch. Before I had even had a chance to react I watched as she performed a little roll or her hips and rubbed herself against the back of my hand, emitting a long "mmmmm." I quickly withdrew my hand and got some more lotion to do her left leg before I completely betrayed my feelings and started becoming a more active participant. At this point, I wanted to finish this up before anything got completely out of control or the baggy swim trunks that I was wearing could no longer hide the state of my penis. Right now it was in a semi (mostly) hard state but wasn't so bad as to be tenting out. Glancing to the side I was glad to see that my step-daughter appeared to be asleep again and oblivious to the goings-on right next to her. I was so focused that I had almost forgotten about her presence until now. As I resumed applying the lotion on her left leg I took a slightly faster pace, wanting to finish the job quickly and put a little distance between Riley and me. As I reached her upper thigh, I watched as she actually widened her legs a little bit more than what they already were. Her suit bottom was so small that it caused the material to slide into her slit on one side and I saw that her left outer labium was now completely exposed. I was not prepared to touch her bare pussy so I stopped a little bit short and hoped that she wouldn't burn there since I'm sure that would have been a terribly painful spot. Proclaiming that she was all done, I started to withdraw my hands when she quickly reached back and lightly grabbed one of my wrists. "Wait, you forgot an area," she said and placed my hand square on her exposed rear. "Riley..." I stammered. "I sure don't want to get burnt there, especially since we have a long car ride in a few days. No one here will care that you touched my bum and if you are that worried, it will be our little secret," she replied with a little grin on her face. I had to admit that a part of her argument made sense but it was obvious that there was more to her game than simply wanting the sunscreen applied. The bad part is that I had an extreme weakness when it came to making my step-daughter, and now her friend, happy. Riley was already using her hand to guide mine over her buttocks when I decided to cave in. Feeling my hand move more of its own accord, she relaxed her grip on my wrist and allowed me to proceed with a little bit of guidance. At one point, as I applied the sunscreen near the cleft of her ass, the tip of my middle finger grazed over her sphincter and caused her to give a sudden jolt and a sharp intake of breath. At the same time, she rolled her hips a little bit that pushed her up against my finger and I could feel her hole pucker for that brief moment. I looked down and noticed that a small dollop of the lotion had clung to her puckered hole and I couldn't help think that it looked like someone had cum in her ass. After that thought I quickly finished up before anything else could happen. I gave her a little swat on the butt as I stated that I was all done but before I could actually get up, she twisted around a little kind of trapping me between her legs and reached out to give me a big hug while expressing her thanks. Normally, I wouldn't have thought much about it except for the fact that our bare tops were now pressed together. I could feel her rock hard nipples burrowing holes into my chest and couldn't help getting even harder while we embraced. Not wanting to be discovered, I let go of her and began to shift my weight away from her. She got the hint that the hug was over and let me go as I backed up, arose, and went back to my own towel to hide my engorgement. I lay down on my stomach to hide the swelling in my groin and tried as hard as I could to get comfortable but was completely unable. I finally gave up and decided to get away from the two bikini clad beauties for a while. I put my sandals on and asked Riley if she could tell me how to get to the spot where they had found all of the clams. She propped herself up on her elbows and then pointed down the beach. "You go about a third of the way down the beach and there is a little trail and then..." she started. "Oh hell," she exclaimed and stood up, "after that it gets a little convoluted. Why don't I just take you there?" She grabbed a t-shirt and put it on over her bare chest and then slid on her shorts and sandals. Although this defeated the real purpose of my leaving it wasn't like I could exactly tell her that I didn't want her to come because her teasing was making me hard and horny. "I recommend that you put your shirt on because there are a few tight spots in the trail and you don't want to get all scratched up" she stated. As soon as I had grabbed my shirt and a net bag to put the clams in she headed off down the beach and said "follow me." Despite that fact that I had been trying to get away, I had to admit as we headed there that I was actually glad for the guide because a few forks in the trail were not very obvious and wouldn't have been easy to find if I didn't know where I was going. About twenty minutes later we emerged from the woods in a secluded little niche between some large rocks that was probably only about fifteen feet wide but penetrated the shore line easily by one hundred feet or so. Looking at it from the shore line I wasn't even sure that it would have been easy to find from the boat. Riley walked over to one of the rocks, said "this is it," and removed her sandals, shorts, and shirt and placed them on the rock leaving her in nothing but the thong again. I quickly removed my shirt and sandals as well and placed them on the nearest rock to me and waded into the water to hide my again hardening cock. I was feeling around for clams with my feet when I suddenly became aware of Riley's presence next to me as she put her hand on my arm. "Over here is the best spot," she said as she came in close, pressing her nipples into my arm when she took it to lead the way. She pulled me over to a spot about 30 feet away telling me that it was where she had found the most clams and the two of us began to dig around in the silt. Success came fairly quickly and for the next five minutes we were both putting great quality clams into the bag. Riley then declared that she was going to lie out on the rocks and encouraged me to have fun. She did a quick arch through the water that flashed her bare ass at me, swam to shore, and exited the water in a pose straight out of a swimsuit magazine. The whole thing was sexy as hell but I quickly put it out of my mind by returning to the task at hand. I spent almost the next hour collecting good number of clams and got pretty picky about the size and quality that I decided to keep rather than throw back. Once I decided that I had enough, I headed back to the shore to let Riley know that I was done in case she wanted to return to the beach area. I dropped off the bag at the waterline and walked over to the five foot tall rock that she was laying out on only to receive my next shock. Knowing that she was only scantily clad I didn't pay too much attention as I approached but as soon as I stepped onto the rock I found myself staring straight between her slightly parted legs at her completely bare pussy. It was a beautifully shaped slit with puffy outer lips completely enveloping her inner lips and hiding them from view. I assumed that she shaved or waxed because there was no sign of pubic hair visible, even from the mere four feet away that I was standing. I cleared my throat to let her know of my presence and watched as she opened up her eyes, staring directly at me, making no motion at all to cover her nudity. "Did you get a good catch?" she asked. "Yes," I replied. "I think that we have a good amount to bring back with us." She propped herself up on her elbows and with a coy look asked me "are you sure that you couldn't use just one more clam?" The next thing that I knew, she opened her legs wider, pausing for a moment to allow me to get a good look, and then leaned forward reaching around me to place her hands on my ass. She pulled me in a bit closer and slid her hands up to the waistband of my swim trunks, swiftly pulling them down and freeing my engorged cock. "My God," she exclaimed. "It looks even larger than it felt the other night." I was puzzled for a moment, only to remember the brief grope in the hot tub. Thinking back to the moment I realized that I had not actually known who had done it and that I had simply assumed had been my step-daughter. Riley gave my dick a few long, slow strokes and then leaned in to give it a kiss on the head, looking up at me the entire time. It was an incredibly sexy sight and was only made more so when she stuck her tongue out and slowly licked the tip right up the slit. "Riley..." I stuttered. "Shhh," was the only reply that she gave and then placed her mouth over the head of my dick and circled her tongue around the tip. She stroked me slowly with one hand as she continued the tongue action and pulled me in while kneading my ass with the other hand. After a moment she let go of my ass and took a hold of my hand bringing it to her breast. Finally, the shock of what was happening wore off a little and I began to massage the slight swell of her breast and play with her nipple. The first time that I touched the hardened nipple, she jumped a little and I realized that they were extremely sensitive. I took advantage of that fact and every time that it seemed like she was settling in a bit I would give it a little pinch that caused her to jolt. I brought my second hand up to play with the other breast and nipple and we continued like this for a few moments while she started slowly taking the first few inches of my dick into her mouth. Suddenly, she stopped all movement and I could feel her shudder around my cock as she had a small orgasm. I couldn't believe that it had come so quickly or with so relatively little stimulation and I wondered how she would act with even more. She opened her mouth wider to take a few deep breaths and I withdrew from her. She began to protest but stopped as soon as she realized that we weren't done yet when I leaned down to take one of her nipples between my lips. At first I simply kissed it and pulled it a little with my lips and then opened my mouth to suck on the hard nub and flick it with the tip of my tongue. She began to moan, quite loudly I might add, and would give a sharp intake of breath each time I got a bit more aggressive with it until I could tell that she was thoroughly enjoying it. Always the tease, when I sensed that she was becoming overly aroused I stopped abruptly, waited for a moment for her to come down and then did the same to her other breast. Once I returned her to that heightened state I once again stopped. Both of the nipples were rock hard and stood out proudly from her chest. I then leaned her back to lie down and planted a few kisses down her chest, working my way to her crotch. The closer that I got, the more I could smell the slight muskiness of her juices flowing. Her outer lips were becoming engorged with blood and had turned a rosy color. Closer inspection also revealed that she was not hairless as I had previously thought, but that the small patch of hair above her slit was so short and fine that it couldn't easily be seen unless you were close to it. I slowly traced an outline of her pussy with the tip of my tongue, taking great care to not hit any of her most sensitive areas. I wanted to take her to a higher state of ecstasy before getting her release than she even thought was possible. After a few of these circles, I gently opened her folds a little with my fingers and let my tongue run up her slit from bottom to top but staying low so as to avoid contacting her clit. By now Riley's juices were flowing freely and I was thoroughly enjoying her delicate, sweet flavor. I continued to dip my tongue inside of her pussy and had her loudly moaning from the experience. She reached down to grab a hold of my head and pulled it in almost like she was trying to pull me inside of her. I could feel her attempting to guide me up to her clit but I maintained the control of her ecstasy as I continued to eat her out for a while. Periodically, I would either slow down or stop completely in order to keep her hovering on a high level but just short of getting her release. After hearing her curse me out, I decided that it was finally time to change things up and left the spot in between her thighs. I slowly moved back up her body, kissing it along the way until I had returned to her breasts. I again enjoyed sucking on the hard nipples for a few moments and then continued up to plant little kisses on her neck and gently nibble on her ear. Finally, I moved fully on top of her and gave her a deep French kiss. Lying on top of her as I was, I could feel her hard nipples pressed firmly into my chest and the extreme heat radiating out of her pussy against my hard cock nestled in her folds. Riley began thrusting her hips against me causing my cock to slide through her lips. As I listened to the sound of her breathing I could tell that she was rapidly approaching an orgasm from the contact against her clit so I drew back despite the fact that I, too, was enjoying the sensation. When I shifted back, the tip of my penis moved downward so that the next time that she thrust her hips forward I started to enter inside of her. Even she seemed a little shocked when it happened and stopped her movement. I took back control of what was happening and pressed forward slowly. After sinking into her almost two inches and feeling no resistance of a hymen I decided to continue and kept entering her until I was buried completely inside of her. The whole time she was staring straight into my eyes with her mouth agape making no sound and appearing to not even be breathing. As soon as my pubes pressed firmly against her engorged clit she let out a cross between a scream and moan and I could feel her have an intense orgasm around my cock. I stayed deep inside of her until she had finished the orgasm. Once she had come down from her orgasmic euphoria, I began to thrust in and out of her. I started off slowly and built up speed as her lubrication became distributed around my cock. In no time at all, Riley was moaning loudly again and I could feel her fingernails pressed firmly into my back. Before long I was going full tilt into her, adjusting my position occasionally to change the angle of my thrusts inside of her and either increasing or decreasing the amount of contact against her clit. Periodically, I would also lean down to lick or suck on her nipples. She wrapped her legs around my ass, trying to guide me and control my position to keep me against the swollen nub. Despite her best efforts I continued to maintain control of the angle and had her hovering on the edge for what seemed like an eternity. After such prolonged intense sensation, I felt the buildup of my impending orgasm. I did everything that I could to hold off but her tightness made it extremely difficult. I was very relieved when I soon heard, and felt, Riley approaching her climax as well. I changed up my thrusts in order to increase the stimulus and quickly bring her to orgasm and was rewarded a few moments later. She screamed in ecstasy and I could feel her pussy convulsing around my cock as I released a huge load inside of her just seconds after she exploded. After catching out breath for a moment we shared a passionate kiss. Riley commented that we had best be getting back to where my step-daughter was. Agreeing, we both got out clothes back on. I grabbed the clams that I had collected and the two of us did the trek back to the beach. "Where have you two been?" came the question as soon as we were spotted. "Oh; out clamming," she continued without even giving a chance for reply when she spotted the bag. The three of us hung out for a little while longer, laughing and joking around before it was time to start heading back ashore. The trip was uneventful and that evening was spent with the whole group enjoying another nice seafood dinner and relaxing out by the fire pit until we all went to bed. The next morning started off as any other; waking up to have breakfast followed by discussing our plans for the day. My wife mentioned that over half of our vacation was gone and said that she would like for all of us to do something together that day. The boys immediately groaned their disapproval at having to hang out with two "old" people (my wife and me) as well as their sister, not to mention her friend. We told them that it was going to happen whether they liked it or not and the discussion turned to what to do for the day. After much discussion it was decided that we would take a walk on one of the wooded trails in the morning and then go out to a nearby shooting range once it was open at 11:00. The trail was nice and relaxing since the day hadn't warmed up too much yet. We only had one scare caused by a snake spooking my wife that was easily dealt with by giving it a gentle nudge with my walking stick and watching it slither off the trail into the woods. There had also been a few opportunities to show off my foraging skills when we encountered wild strawberries, cactus fruit, and beach beans. All in all, we had an enjoyable time on the walk and ate an early lunch before heading off to the range. Our family had all been shooting before but apparently Riley had never even held a firearm before now, let alone shot one. Since I was the most experienced shooter, my wife suggested that I coach her a bit. Everyone in my family had been shooting somewhat regularly for at least a few years so they headed right away to fill out the range paperwork and select weapons to use. I took Riley aside and taught her some fundamentals before joining the rest of the clan on the range. I had selected a simple semi-automatic .22 rifle for her to start off with. I took her and my youngest son, who wasn't too experienced himself, down to the far end of the range where we would be away from the other shooters and I could talk them through things easier. After another five minutes or so of coaching I felt confident enough in their understanding to finally let them have some ammunition. The three of us started off very slowly with me standing in between them coaching while they took one shot at a time. I would watch as they fired each shot, see where they hit the target, and offer suggestions on how to improve. It took about 15 minutes before each of them had fired through the seven rounds that each rifle held. My son had gotten back in the hang of things quickly but Riley's target looked like she had barely hit it at all. The rounds that had actually hit it were spread all over it and there were no hits at all in the large black circle at the center of the target. I told her to wait there for a moment and brought my son over to where the rest of the family was and asked my wife if she could keep an eye on him while I tried to work with Riley. I mentioned that he was doing pretty well and should need minimal guidance but due to his age I felt that he needed closer supervision. Returning to the end of the range, I started coaching her on a few problems with her stance that I had noticed while she was firing. We talked about her sight alignment and breathing as well and we did a bunch of dry firing until I thought that she had gotten over trying to anticipate the rifle firing. She seemed quite attentive and appeared to truly want to learn and do well but seemed very down on herself that she hadn't easily picked it up. She even commented on her displeasure that she was an adult and couldn't do it but a ten year old could. I did a lot of encouraging and even offered to let her simply fire away down range with no target until she had gotten more comfortable and then we could work on her marksmanship but she was having no part of that. I finally felt that she was almost ready to shoot some more without extremely disappointing results for her but she was still having a big stance problem that she didn't seem to be correcting with the coaching. I told her to pick the rifle up and point it toward the target like she was going to shoot it and then to stay just like that. I then began to walk around her and move her around a little like she was a puppet. At first she resisted until I told her to relax and let me adjust her as I moved her head to get a better cheek weld, her off side arm to get better balance and support for the rifle, etc. Finally, I had to come around behind her where I could stand almost paired with her to see where her balance and aim were. I was so close to her that I was virtually pressed against her backside. I reached around her to do another minor adjustment of her shooting hand and had the other hand around her ribs just under her breasts adjusting her posture. Completely enveloped, she ground her buttocks against my groin playfully. I may have overreacted a little and definitely shocked her as I replied with a very stern "not here; under any circumstances!" She definitely got the message though because she immediately stopped goofing around and it was just then that I noticed that my step-daughter had come over to join us and give her friend a little pep talk. Hearing the sharp retort that I had given Riley, she said "whoa...what's that Dad?" I couldn't really think of an explanation other than the truth but was not about to say that so I simply said that we were working on some issues to help her out. She didn't ask anything more but I'm not sure that she bought the explanation. A few more tweaks and then I told her to stay exactly like she was and I inserted the magazine into her rifle with more ammo and then reached around to chamber the first round. "Remember everything that we just went over," I told her and then stood right next to her to watch closely everything that she did. This time each round landed on the target and they were spread about an area of a dollar bill. Although not great shooting, it was a drastic improvement from the last magazine that she had fired. Another magazine full had her improve slightly but most importantly she was beginning to have more fun with it. I gave the two girls another box of ammunition each and then went to go get a rifle for me to shoot. I returned to the line in the lane next to them and the three of us sent some lead down range. I had the girls shooting with targets at the 25 meter line but the other advantage to being down at the end of the range was that these lanes went out to 500 meters. I immediately ran my target out to the 100 line for a warm up and quickly ran through two 15 round magazines. Riley couldn't believe when I got the target back and all thirty rounds were in a group a little bit larger than a quarter. I made a couple of minor adjustments to the sights and sent a fresh target out to 250 meters. Two magazines later and it returned with a grouping that was still smaller than a half dollar. "My God," Riley started; "you really keep it tight, don't you." My step-daughter quickly answered "oh yeah, he really likes it tight; don't you Dad?" "He's great at getting things into a really small hole over and over again," she continued without pause. The innuendo was extremely thick but I felt it best to simply ignore it. In one word I replied "practice." Both girls giggled and we resumed our shooting until we were out of ammo. Riley had actually gotten good enough that she saved one of her targets to show off and told us that she wanted to do this again sometime. We linked back up with the others and once the cleanup was done decided to head back home. When we arrived at the cabin it was only a little after two o'clock and we still had plenty of day left to go do something else if we wanted to. There was way too much day left to call it a wrap so the discussion quickly turned to what we would like to do with the rest of the afternoon. A consensus was finally reached that no one really wanted to just sit around the cabin but also no one really felt like doing anything terribly active. Leave it to my step-daughter, who would probably choose to spend every waking moment under the sun's rays if she could get away with it, to suggest heading off to the island to bask the afternoon away. Oddly enough, since he never liked to agree with his sister, the older of the two boys jumped at the chance. We all looked around the room at each other and seeing that there were neither any arguments against the idea nor did anyone have a better idea, it was decided that we would pack up and head out there. Once the decision had been made, Riley asked if we were allowed to make a fire out there and when I gave her an affirmative response she suggested that since it was a late start that we should stay later. We could build a fire, have dinner, and generally stay as late as we felt like. That idea, as well, seemed to appeal to the group so we quickly packed some things up and headed out to the boat. Once we got into open water I took the opportunity to let the boys take the helm for a little while, teaching them how to handle the boat. They did pretty well except once when they nearly threw my wife out of the boat after hitting a swell at a bad angle causing the boat to suddenly lurch toward the port side that she was sitting on. Luckily she caught her balance quickly enough and didn't end up in the water. I made them slow down a little bit after that but to be honest I think that the event itself had already taught them the lesson. We made it to the island without further ado and had actually made pretty good time; arriving about 3:30. Before we left I had made sure to check the tides and knew that we were going into a flood tide so I brought the boat nice and close to the shoreline to make it easier to offload everyone and the items that we had brought with us. Once I had made sure that the anchor was secure, I turned off the boat and headed in myself joining the rest of the family who were already setting up a little "camp." My wife, Riley, and the younger of the two boys stayed on the beach to set up while the other three of us headed into the woods to collect some wood to build a fire with later and by 4:00 we had enough to cover us through the evening and decided that it was time to relax. Riley, the boys and I began to throw a Frisbee around the beach a little and were having fun but after about twenty minutes the boys asked to see where we had been getting the clams from. Shrugging my shoulders, I announced to the group that we were heading over to the cove and asked if anyone wanted to come. My wife and step-daughter simply waved for us to go on and Riley stated that she was going to catch some rays with them so it was just going to be the guys. Remembering the route that I had been shown the day before, I led the group over there and upon our arrival we got straight to work collecting the tasty shellfish. With all three of us going at it, it wasn't long before we had plenty and decided to bring them back to the cooler and put them on ice. About halfway back we got to a split in the trail and the younger of the boys stated that he wanted to do a little beachcombing and his brother readily agreed after asking if I would bring the clams back for them. I stated that I would, ensured that they knew how to get back to where we had set up, and told them to ensure that they were with us before the sun dropped too low. When I got back to the ladies, I figured that I had been gone for about an hour and didn't really pay them much mind as I made some room in the cooler for the clams. Once they were safely on ice though, I received a huge shock...all three of them were lying on their backs with their breasts completely exposed and seemed to have no care in the world about it. Obviously, I knew from the day before that the two girls had no problem sunbathing topless but seeing them do so in my wife's presence, not to mention her participation, was a bit shocking. Honestly, I was not sure what to do or say; should I simply ignore it or would that seem odd in and of itself? Despite the fact that I was truly enjoying the sight of three beautiful women that I was intimate with, lying there topless on display for me, I decided that I should at least say something. I grabbed a drink and sat down next to my wife. Trying my hardest to sound lighthearted and aloof about it I said "my, we're feeling pretty open today aren't we?" I hoped that I gave no impression of being offended by the display and mentally crossed my fingers that nothing was suspect. My wife simply glanced in my direction and gave a little shrug; "well, the girls brought up a good point that the tan lines look awful in a nice summer dress and this place is plenty secluded enough so why not..." "What about the boys?" I replied. "They both saw plenty of topless women at the beach last summer in St Martin. It shouldn't be a big deal." I couldn't argue with that logic so I gave her a shrug back in reply and tried to at least "act" as if I didn't care. Secretly though, it was hard to ignore the three of them after the heightened sexuality that had been surrounding me all week; especially the previous day's escapades in this same general area. Eventually I drifted off in a doze for a little and awoke to my wife gently shaking me telling me that it was time to start building the fire if we were going to be able to cook the food at a reasonable hour. Glancing at my watch, I agreed so I got up and went right to work. A few minutes later the youngest of the children came over to help and I spent a while teaching him the skills necessary in order to build a proper fire and even opted for lighting it without a lighter or matches just so he could get the practice. Once it was going well enough to leave it alone, I went for a quick swim to cool off a little bit. I swam "laps" for about ten minutes and when I stopped I stood up in about five feet of water. I was wiping the water off of my face and away from my eyes when I suddenly felt a pair of squishy breasts pressed firmly against my back and hands gently squeezing my biceps. Without even turning to look, I knew from the size that they felt that it was my step-daughter behind me. "I did it for you, you know..." came her greeting followed by her coming around front of me to talk face to face as she stood there still topless. "What are you talking about?" I asked. "Convincing Mom that we should all go topless. I knew that you would appreciate the sight and, to be honest, I like showing myself off to you. Seeing the way that you look at me always brightens my mood and makes me feel really good about myself." "There's no reason that you shouldn't feel good about yourself, honey. You are a beautiful young woman," I replied. "You are making it rather difficult for me though because I can't exactly let myself get a hard on in front of everyone now, can I?" An impish grin formed on her face as a reply to that comment followed by her appearing to be pondering a thought. "Too bad we couldn't forgo the swimsuits altogether..." With that thought still in my mind, she gave me a quick goose on the ass and swam off, leaving me standing there hoping that things were not about to get out of control. A few minutes later, I headed back up to the beach right around the same time that I saw the boys approaching the spot we had set up. I tried to kind of cut them off at the pass, so to say, but was just a little too late to intercept them. I saw the shocked looks on their faces when they saw the three pairs of exposed breasts but to their credit, they exchanged a short comment or two between them and then quickly composed themselves before they got to the area where everyone was. We had a great time that evening; cooking dinner over the open fire, swimming, and playing catch and Frisbee. A little while after we ate dinner, we decided to take a moonlight swim. There was still a hint of red in the sky but it had gotten dark enough that we could only clearly see each other for a hundred feet or so. Thankfully, none of them did it at the same time but all three women seemed intent on molesting me. It started first with Riley swimming underwater and yanking my trunks down to my ankles. After surfacing for a quick breath she headed back under and took me in her mouth until she needed to come up for another breath. Hearing the sound of splashing getting closer she swam away and I pulled the trunks back up. The next one by was my wife only a moment later who swam right up to me and pressed herself against my chest, kissing me deeply and wrapping her legs around my waist. After Riley had left, my hardness had abated slightly but came right back as soon as my wife did that. She noticed my stiffness and ground her crotch into it before shoving my waistband down enough to free my member, pull her bikini to the side, and stuff me into her hot pussy. She rolled her hips around me and ground her clit against my pubes until only a quick moment later I felt her cum around my cock. After she came down from her euphoria, she resumed her motions a bit to get me off but was interrupted by nearby sounds and disengaged from me, stating that she would take care of it later. As soon as my wife left, I was approached from behind by my step-daughter who said "did you two do what I think you did?" Without waiting for an answer, she ducked underwater and quickly swallowed my dick in her mouth running her tongue over every inch. She popped back up whispering "mmm, yes you did...very hot. I can still taste her on you and I must say it is nice." While, she said that, she stood there jerking me under the water. With the tormenting that all three of them had been giving me I was not about to last long. She sensed this and ducked back under the water taking the head into her mouth and I suddenly felt her finger probe my ass. This sent me over the edge and I exploded torrents of cum into her as she sucked to get it all out. She removed her finger, pulled my trunks up and surfaced to give me a deep kiss with the taste of my cum still in her mouth. A short while later, we all had gotten out of the water and went to dry off by the fire and snack a bit. The three ladies remained topless long after the sun had gone down despite the fact that their reason of masking tan lines had ended. It was fun to watch the flickering light of the campfire dance around and cause odd shadows across their breasts. Only after the air had cooled enough that even the boys and I were throwing shirts on did they decide to cover up. We chatted for hours until we decided that it was really too late to stay longer and packed our gear up. The last act before our departure was to extinguish the campfire which cast us into complete darkness. I'm still not sure who, but one of them gave me a quick grope and grab on the ass in that moment before anyone's eyes had adjusted to the darkness. All of us were pretty tired so the ride back was quiet. I took it a little slower than normal as well since it was dark and I also realized that I was a bit tired too. We finally got back to the cabin a bit after midnight, tied the boat up, and headed straight to bed. I awoke in the morning to a very welcome sensation; that of my dick being not only sucked, but made love to. I remained as I was for a few minutes, simply savoring the feeling. Trying not to give away the fact that I was now awake, I glanced down to see my wife's head moving up and down in my lap and feeling her tongue swirling around as my shaft moved in and out of her mouth. After all of the action over the last few days, I hoped that I hadn't said anything in my sleep that would get me in trouble but figured that I was safe since she was still happily sucking on me. Finally letting on that I was awake, I gently ran my fingers through her hair and softly moaned at the wonderful job that she was doing. She looked up and gave me a big grin with her mouth still full of dick. A few more bobs, followed by her locking her lips firmly around the base of my cock while she slowly withdrew, maintaining eye contact and swirling her marvelous tongue around me. She expertly used her lips to catch all of the saliva and any precum that may have leaked out the whole way up. When my head finally left her lips with an audible popping sound, she said "I never got to finish what I started last night..." She slid up my body until she was straddling my waist and placed the tip of my penis just inside the entrance to her pussy. I couldn't believe just how hot and wet she was. I wasn't even really inside of her yet and I could feel her juices running freely down my length. Oh so slowly, she allowed her weight to drop and impaled herself on me. She performed this so artfully that it felt like it took three to four minutes before she had me fully inside of her. The motion was so slow that I couldn't really feel her moving down my shaft but could only tell that she was from the difference of the cool air compared to the radiant heat that she was enveloping me with. For the next fifteen minutes my wife rode me like she was a champion bull rider until finally she exploded in an intense orgasm. She collapsed on top of me exhausted and I rolled her onto her side. Without withdrawing from her, I changed positions so that I was straddling one of her legs and placed the other one over my shoulder. I slowly began thrusting in and out of her while one hand stroked the calf and thigh of the leg on my shoulder and the other hand played with her nipples. Occasionally I would change from rubbing her breasts to toying with her clit. With all of the stimulation, my wife quickly returned to a passionate state and I could tell that the intensity was building for her. After about seven or eight minutes in that position I carefully turned her body once again while continuing to pump my cock into her. When we were finally done with the repositioning we were basically going at it doggy style except that she seemed to have no energy to support herself so her face was flat against the pillow and both of her arms were stretched out above her head. Her lower body weight was raised only because of her folded legs propping her up with her calves, thighs, and abdomen pressed tightly together. Unfortunately this arched, outstretched position made it extremely difficult for me to reach her breasts or her pussy so I put my thumb into my mouth and withdrew it leaving a nice dollop of spit on it. Carefully moving the hand to her, I used the spit as lubrication while I firmly rubbed her puckered ass hole. The pressure was obviously driving her wild and she was talking dirty like I had never heard her do before. I could feel myself getting close to an orgasm and wanted her to join me so with a little more lubrication, I popped the thumb into her ass up to the knuckle. She let out a short yelp in surprise quickly followed by a deep and guttural moan. Next, she actually started pushing back into my hand, apparently loving the additional pressure. "Cum in me. Cum in my pussy. Cum in my ass. Cum all over me! I want your hot load in me. Ohhhh! Yes!" she screamed. Wanting to give her everything that she wanted I did my best to hold out until I could tell that she was past the point of no return for her own orgasm and then let myself go. I few deep, hard, strokes later and my balls released the first jet of cum into her pussy just as I felt her start to quake. I withdrew both my dick and thumb from her holes simultaneously while I tried to stem the flow by firmly grasping the base of my cock as I pulled out. With her new found emptiness right as she was beginning to orgasm she let out a somewhat loud "nooooo!" As quickly as I could manage I slid into her slightly open and puckered ass hole, releasing my hold and letting the next jet of cum squirt in her ass. It helped lubricate the way for me to drive into her, releasing a third strong jet, this time deep in her bowels. Feeling that her orgasm had crested as well, I withdrew from her ass and let out a small spurt that hit her at the very top of her cleft and promptly began running right down the crack of her ass. I quickly moved around her as I began to slightly soften and ooze cum, placing myself at her mouth. I rubbed a little of the cum across her lips as she opened them and then let her suck the remainder out of me as I continued to soften inside of her mouth. Finally expended and limp, she released me from her mouth and simply said "wow" in an exasperated manner. I watched as she first licked her lips and then reached down to scoop the cum off of her pussy and ass, bringing the hand back to her mouth to lick the cum off of her fingers. My wife was acting like a total slut right out of a porn flick but it was so hot that I wouldn't have been surprised if I had gotten hard again. Instead though, once the show of licking her fingers was complete she said "the rest of it can stay right where you left it inside of me but I need to go shower off." I could clearly see the shiny spots of cum smeared across her ass as she walked to the bathroom leaving me with that image in my mind along with the dirty memories of the last few minutes. I was still lying on top of the bed completely exposed when my step-daughter walked in a moment later followed a few seconds later by Riley. Both of them were wearing simple nightshirts that came down to their thighs but were short enough that they were flashing a little bit of their panties with each purposeful step into the room. "My God Dad, what did you do to her?" my daughter asked while giving an approving look at my still wet dick lying on my stomach. "We could hear you two through the walls and it sounded hot." As soon as they walked in, I had attempted to cover myself which wasn't easy since I was on top of the sheets and comforter. Before I could get very far the girls had closed the distance and my step-daughter placed her hand on my forearm motioning for me to stop trying. At the same time Riley reached out and took hold of the base of my cock as she stretched across the bed placing her face mere inches away from my groin. My step-daughter had laid down opposite her, placing her hand on the inside of my upper thigh and staring intently at Riley's hand on me. Although I had had various sexual contacts with each of the girls, it was not lost on me that both of them had come into the bedroom together. I lay there both stupefied and speechless. I had no idea what each of them knew about each other's previous encounters or what they would consider to be 'out of bounds.' The only thing that I knew for sure was that I was rapidly hardening again despite having just cum a few minutes before. Riley leaned in and took the head of my penis into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip. She momentarily pulled off long enough to remark "what a lovely taste" and then resumed her sucking. Her head and body were largely blocking my view so I was even more shocked when I felt a tongue licking around the shaft at the same time. "I told you that my Mom tastes great," replied my step-daughter to her friend. My mind was reeling with a million questions...what has she already told Riley? When did she tell her? Who else has she told? What has Riley told her? Are the two of them active with each other? Is my wife involved? The list went on. The two of them continued sucking and licking for a moment before changing who was doing which. When they switched, I got my first look at both of them sharing me. I cannot lie; watching the two beautiful girls making love to my dick had to be one of the hottest sights that had ever been witnessed by my eyes. Unfortunately it was only a minute or two later when we heard the shower turn off. The two of them licked their way to the head of my prick and basically gave each other a deep French kiss with the tip in between their swirling tongues. Breaking from their embrace, they each gave me a quick kiss and ran off together before my wife could come out of the bathroom. She emerged only a moment later and commented on how I looked a bit flushed. I spent the rest of the morning walking on eggshells around all three women, not sure of exactly where I stood with any of them. Aside from that, the morning went well and was simple and relaxing. After breakfast we all hung around the cabin for a while doing various things like reading books or doing a crossword puzzle. We ate a simple lunch on our own time as each one of us got hungry and around one o'clock the boys asked if we had any particular plans for the afternoon. Receiving a negative reply they announced that they were heading down the beach to go play volleyball at the courts and stated that they would be back before dinner. The girls were already on the patio near the hot tub sunning themselves (no surprise there since that was what they spent most of their time doing). About 30 minutes later my wife came into the living room where I was reading a book and told me that she wanted to do a little shopping out in town and asked if I wanted her to pick me up anything. I thought about it for a moment and couldn't think of anything that I couldn't get after we got home so told her no. Before she had even gotten out the door I had returned to my book. I heard the door close and less than two minutes later open again. "What did you forget; your keys?" I asked without even looking up from the book. Hearing no reply, I finally looked up just in time to see my step-daughter, standing directly in front of me in a bikini, take the book away from me and drop it on the floor. She then straddled my legs and sat on my lap, grinding a little as she gave me a deep French kiss. I found myself hardening a bit when I heard Riley's voice behind her "save some for me!" I was still unsure what the status quo was but figured that if I simply let the girls take the lead then I couldn't very well screw things up. As my step-daughter basically gave me a lap dance, Riley came behind me and ran her hands down my chest and then back up. I watched as her hands left my body to reach out, taking a hold of my step-daughter's face and drawing it toward her own. Riley leaned in, pressing her nubile breasts against the back of my head, and the two girls shared a passionate French kiss with a familiarity that made me suspect that it was not their first. After a moment, she let go of my step-daughter's face, reaching down to place them right inside of her bikini top and play with her breasts. To say that I was quite enjoying the show would be a gross understatement. I could not actually see what she was doing inside of the bikini but I could definitely tell the effect that it was having. My step-daughter was moaning almost constantly with an occasional sharp intake of breath. She was also writhing in ecstasy and since she was still sitting on my lap, had a direct effect on me as she ground on my now rock hard dick. The harder that I got, the more effect it appeared to have on her as well since it was causing stimulation to her clit as she ground against me. After only a few minutes, she let out a muffled squeal as she went through a mini orgasm. After coming down from the orgasm a little, she stood up and took my hand in hers, motioning for me to stand as well. Riley came around the side of the chair, taking hold my other hand. The two girls moved in to kiss me and all of us enjoyed a three way kiss with our tongues dancing together and bodies pressed tightly against one another. Breaking from the kiss, the two of them guided me down the hallway to their bedroom, closing the door behind us. Working together, the two of them quickly disrobed me from my shirt, shorts, and boxers, leaving me completely naked, and sat me down on the edge of one of the beds. They then proceeded to slowly and sensually undressing each other in front of me. As each item of clothing came off, the other girl would pause to rub, lick, kiss, nibble or, bite it. The show that they were putting on for me was quite arousing and I decided to lie back on the bed slowly stroking myself as I watched, not that I needed to, to keep my erection. Having taken their time, it was about ten minutes before both of them were as naked as I was even though there were only four articles of clothing to remove between the two of them. They then joined me on the bed with my step-daughter moving to kiss me while Riley started at my calves, placing kisses on them as she slowly moved up toward my groin. She had reached my crotch and began gently suckling on my testicles around the same time that my step-daughter broke from our kiss and shifted to lick and nibble on my nipples. The change in her position allowed me to reach her pussy with one of my hands and I found it to be quite moist from her excitement. After spending a moment on each nipple, she moved further down my chest and abdomen until her face had joined Riley's at my crotch. By this time, Riley had abandoned my testicles and was sucking on my penis in her mouth while swirling her tongue around the head. I was fondling my step-daughter's breasts now with one hand and her repositioning had placed her crotch near my shoulders. I used the other hand to gently nudge her to straddle my face, placing us in a sixty-nine position. Once she was there, I let my hand join the other at her chest and parted her vulva with my tongue. As soon as I did, I released a sudden gush of her juices that covered my chin and then found her to be continuously dripping from her heightened arousal. They worked on my cock together in silence (other than the sounds of us softly moaning) for a little while until Riley apparently wanted more stimulation herself. Shifting her body up mine, she straddled my hips and placed the tip of my prick between her folds and slowly began to insert it into her. My step-daughter helped to lubricate the process by readily licking in between her friend's pussy and my cock as Riley slid downward until fully impaled on me. Judging by the sounds and my own feelings, both of us were immensely enjoying ourselves as my step-daughter repeatedly licked straight up my shaft from the base of my dick to finish by flicking Riley's hard and protruding clit. Riley seemed quite content for a little while with simply being impaled on me while being licked and made no effort to move. Eventually, she began to raise and lower herself on me slowly using the full length of my penis to stimulate her. This apparently had made licking more difficult and I felt my step-daughter's mouth abandon us. I could hear, rather than see, that the two of them were again locked in a deep kiss. Despite the great pleasure that I was getting as well as thoroughly enjoying the taste of pussy, I regretted not being able to see what I am sure was a vision of pure beauty. Suddenly, Riley froze up and let out a scream and I could feel her tight pussy quaking around me in orgasm. The spasming triggered my own climax and I came deep inside of her and moaned loudly, muffled by the pussy clamped over my mouth. That, in turn, set off my step-daughter's orgasm, flooding me once again with her sweet juices. Within less than a minute, all three of us had cum and were in such a state of bliss that no one moved. After calming down from our mutual climax, we disengaged from each other to lie side by side caressing each other gently. Our hands roamed indiscriminately over each other's bodies without a care in the world about whose body we were rubbing on. During the next ten minutes or so we took turns kissing each other, occasionally with all three of us kissing together. Often, the person not kissing anyone would be found licking or sucking on some exposed part of one of the others. Despite having just cum, the stimulation, both physical as well as mental, kept me in a semi-hard state the entire time. By this time my step-daughter was feeling ready for more and openly said so by grabbing a hold of my cock and proclaiming "it's my turn for this now" with great emphasis on the word "my." She moved down, taking me fully in her mouth, and quickly brought me back to a fully hardened state. Once I was, she lay down on her back spreading her legs and looked up at me with longing, saying "Dad, fuck me." I slid in between her legs, placing my dick in the wet folds of her pussy. She wrapped he legs around my buttocks and, unwilling to let me tease her even a little, pulled me deep inside of her while emitting a deep groan of pleasure. She then began a rhythmic rolling of her hips, encouraging me to begin thrusting in and out of her. While we slowly fucked, she kept alternating between looking at me or Riley, not only not caring, but apparently hoping that her friend was attentively watching us. In the meantime, Riley had been sitting upright on the sidelines watching the two of us while she used a finger or two to gently play with her pussy. Periodically, I noticed that her face would become slightly contorted or I would see her biting her lower lip with her eyes tightly shut. It was obvious that she was quite turned on and deriving great pleasure both from watching us as well as her own ministrations. I was just barely able to reach her and gently massaged her breast as she continued to play with herself. After a little while, my step-daughter motioned for me to stop and then moved out from underneath me. She crawled over and placed herself between her friend's thighs, reaching her tongue out to lap at the wet pussy in front of her. With a deep moan, Riley reached out, grabbing a hold on my balls and pulling me toward her face. Once I was close enough, she sucked and licked at my cock, cleaning all of the juices from it. My step-daughter raised her head for a moment and commented to her friend "mmmm, I can still taste him inside of you. He must have really filled you up." "And I can taste you all over him too," Riley replied. "And you taste great!" My step-daughter returned her mouth to working Riley's pussy over and used her hands to play with her friend's ass while Riley continued sucking and stroking my cock with one of her hands. After a few minutes, she brought both of her hands behind her own ass, spreading the cheeks as widely as possible. Looking at me, she stated "get back over here and fill me up." Not one to argue, I moved behind her and sunk myself all the way into her in one stroke. Once I was buried to the hilt and steadily pumping into her, she released her hands and returned them to playing with Riley's pussy and ass. I watched as she would insert one or two fingers into either hole as she licked the surrounding area. Eventually, she ended up with her index and middle fingers in her friend's pussy and her ring finger in her ass hole. Simultaneously, her thumb was perched on Riley's clit, rubbing it occasionally as the other fingers worked their way in and out. Moaning quite loudly, she finally let out a scream and came around my step-daughter's fingers. After a moment to calm down, Riley rose up to her knees and reached over my step daughter's back to grab the base of my cock as I continued to thrust into her. As I sped up my movements, she began to gasp, breathing rapidly between moans. A moment or two later, on my backstroke, Riley withdrew me completely and placed the tip right against my step-daughter's puckered ass hole. With a devilish grin, she looked at me and said "do it." Riley watched intently as I plunged myself deep into her bowels eliciting a guttural scream of combined pleasure and pain with her head buried in the bedspread. She then came around behind the two of us as I continued thrusting and got down low on the bed. She reached between my legs burying three fingers into my step-daughter's pussy and rubbing her clit as I plowed in and out of her ass. I could feel the pressure that her fingers added, making a tight ass hole even tighter. As her fingers wiggled, I felt the warmth of her tongue playing with my scrotum as I moved back and forth. The combination of extraordinary sensations was quickly bringing me toward orgasm. Without warning, I suddenly felt Riley shove her tongue as far as she could into my ass while firmly rolling my balls in her free hand. This set me off, grunting loudly and shooting hot streams of cum powerfully into my step-daughter's ass. She then let out a squeal and I could feel her sphincter clench down on my cock as she erupted in a mighty orgasm. Riley continued playing with both of us until our mutual orgasms had subsided and we begged her to stop. Realizing that she had not yet cum, I moved back and flipped her onto her back, diving face first into her pussy, vigorously eating her out. Glancing up, I motioned for my step-daughter to join me and moved to the side to give her some room. The two of us then licked and nibbled away while reaching up to play with her sensitive nipples, each one of us focusing on one. Under that amount of attention, Riley only lasted a few moments and came forcefully, flooding our mouths with her sweet nectar. Both of us slid upwards and the three of us spent a few moments cuddling in bliss before noting that it would be best if we composed ourselves before anyone else returned to the cabin. After dressing ourselves, I headed back to the living room to return to my reading and the girls headed back to the patio to sun themselves. On their way out, they stopped by me to share one last embrace, rubbing their firm bodies against mine, and the three of us kissed passionately together, tongues entwined. Despite having just recently cumming twice, I felt arousal returning to my dick and reluctantly broke from our embrace before it got too bad to stop. It was less than an hour later that the boys returned, sharing stories of their exploits on the courts. They also spoke of meeting a few other kids, two boys and three girls roughly their own age, who were also spending the whole week here. They mentioned that they were hoping to be able to meet up with them again the next day if at all possible. A little while after that, my wife returned with a handful of shopping bags and showed me the various trinkets and home décor items that she had gathered from the little shops that she had spent the day browsing through. She had gathered a few nice items for our home as well as a newly released DVD that she said that we should watch later that evening. The girls came in from outside stating that they were hungry and asking about our dinner plans. My wife replied that she had picked a few things up for dinner while shopping and told the two of them that she could use a hand in a few to get it ready. She then asked all of us how each of our days had been. The boys quickly recounted their tales and reasserting their desire to meet with their new found friends the following day. As soon as they finished, my wife turned to the girls, inquiring "and how was your day" with emphasis on the word 'your.' After this morning's events, I wasn't sure how much I should read into this, but it did plant yet another seed of question in my mind. It wasn't helped any by the girls' unison reply of "awesome." "I think that today was JUST what we needed, Mom" my step-daughter continued. "I feel alive and reinvigorated now." "Definitely," Riley chirped in. "I, for one, am ready for a whole lot more fun now." It was a good thing that no one seemed to be looking in my direction because I can only imagine how flushed I must have appeared after those comments. I had barely regained my composure when my wife turned to me asking "and what about you, dear?" "Ummm, great. Today was nice," I sputtered. I was very grateful that she left it at that, despite the odd look that I received from her. A little idle chit-chat followed amongst all of us and a short while later the three ladies headed to the kitchen to start preparing dinner. Although I couldn't clearly hear what was being said, there were a lot of giggles being shared by the three. A cold front had rolled into the area that evening and was threatening rain so we decided to eat inside. We had a peaceful dinner and after clean-up, my wife suggested that we adjourn to watch the movie she had picked up earlier in the day. My wife was still wearing the clothes that she had been out shopping in and the girls were still in their bikinis albeit with shorts thrown on over the bottoms. The boys and I were all wearing shorts and t-shirts but the chilled air had driven one of them to go change into sweats before we sat down to the movie. We sat down with the two girls on either side of me on one couch covering all of us with a large blanket, the boy who had put on sweats lying on the floor, and my other son lying down with his head on my wife's lap on the other couch. The movie turned out to be a romantic comedy and had plenty of laughs intermingled with a love story that included a handful of steamy scenes. Throughout the movie I often found myself being toyed with by one girl or another and a few times both of them at the same time. I experienced my dick being rubbed or stroked, breasts pressed firmly against my arms or shoulders, subtle kisses to my neck and ears, and occasionally one of my hands being pulled to an awaiting crotch, sometimes inside of the shorts and bikinis. The intermittent toying had kept me hard throughout almost the entire movie and toward the end I was nearly begging for relief. To my satisfaction, the girls seemed to realize this and together, made a concerted effort to take care of the problem. Working together, they switched back and forth between jerking my rod and playing with my balls until I exploded my cum all over their hands. I watched as they carefully extracted their hands from under the blanket and licked the cum off of them, swallowing it down sensuously. The movie ended with one girl on either side, cuddled against and hugging me. My wife looked over and made a remark about how sweet we all looked together. We all chatted for a little while longer before deciding that it was time to retire for the evening. As we were getting ready for bed, my wife commented again about how sweet she thought it was how Riley had taken to me as if she was one of our own children. I couldn't help but think to myself about just how "un-fatherly" I had been with both of the girls this trip. The two of us settled into our bed, naked as usual, and my wife scooted back pressing us into a spooned position. She rolled her hips around as we chatted until she could obviously feel my hardness pressed against her backside. Reaching between her legs, she grabbed a hold of me and slipped my dick inside of her, slowly and gently rolling her hips some more until we both fell asleep with me still enveloped by her warm pussy. I awoke the next morning to find my wife looking angelic, still asleep. Although I had softened to a flaccid state, I was still nestled inside of her and our bodies were exposed from the bottom of our ribs up. Looking over her shoulder, I saw that her nipples were hard and the areola puckered in apparent arousal. I reached over her and cupped the nearest breast in my hand, gently massaging it. At this littlest amount of stimulation, I heard a quiet sigh of pleasure come from her, heightening my own arousal. I hardened inside of her as I continued to fondle her breast and once fully hardened, I began to slowly slide in and out of her as I could feel her lubrication increase. I kept a nice, slow pace, watching as her breathing got faster. Her mouth opened, periodically letting out little moans and sighs. She appeared to still be asleep while enjoying my ministrations, caught in a pleasant dream. I watched intently for signs of her awakening, but saw none, even after she began to roll her hips in response to my strokes inside of her. I continued on, moving my hand from her breast, underneath the covers, down to her pussy to gently apply pressure to her clit. She replied with a sharp intake of breath, followed by a throaty moan. A few minutes later, I felt the unmistakable sensation of her cumming around my cock. Only then, did she wake from her dreamlike state, rolling over to kiss me deeply. Finishing our kiss I said "good morning, sweetie." Her reply was to sigh and say "mmmm, good morning to you, too." "Shame on you, for taking advantage of a sleeping woman. But..."she continued, "I'm glad that you did." She gave me another kiss and then asked "care to try that again, now that I am awake?" I responded by rolling her onto her back, moving between her legs as I raised them up. I placed gentle kisses on the inside of each calf prior to placing it over my shoulder. Sliding forward, I felt the tip of my penis make contact with her moist folds and slowly inserted it until our pubes met. Leaning forward, I began to thrust into her while playing with her breasts. I continued until our lips were locked in another embrace and then followed with nibbles up her neck and onto her ear lobes. Her mouth was agape and she was breathing heavily as I pumped into her over and over again. The occasional moans increased in frequency until she bit down on her lower lip to muffle a scream as she orgasmed again. Lowering her legs down from my shoulders, she rolled the two of us over until I was on my back with her astride me. She slid down my body taking my hard member into her mouth and deep into her throat. Once there, she began to swallow and flex her throat muscles, effectively milking my cock without sliding in and out of her mouth at all. The feeling was intense and I warned her that I was sure to cum if she continued. Rather than back off, she continued even more vigorously until I exploded into her. As deeply as I was lodged in her throat, there was no chance of the cum escaping and she swallowed greedily until my cock stopped smasming inside of her. Finally, she slid her mouth off of me, licked her lips, and said "mmmm. Thank was nice." "People will be waking up soon, if they aren't awake already," she continued. "Let's get dressed and get some breakfast going so that you can regain some of that energy." With that declaration, she rose off the bed and began to put on a pretty set of lace bra and panties followed by a light sun dress and strappy heeled sandals. She was almost finished dressing and I was still lying on the bed so she gave me a swift smack on the ass and told me to get moving. A second smack had to be threatened before I actually got up to dress myself. Meeting my wife in the kitchen a few minutes later, the two of us began to cook eggs, bacon, and hash browns for breakfast until joined shortly by the four children. The six of us ate a nice sit-down breakfast together, discussing the day's plans. Discussion went back and forth between doing something as a family since our week was almost over and spending another day doing activities that each person wanted to do. As much as the former idea made sense, the boys made a compelling argument about having made plans for today with the other kids they met yesterday. In the end, it was decided that we would allow everyone to do their own thing again but only on the condition that the following day would be spent as a family. To no one's surprise, once the sun had warmed the cool air, the girls headed to the back patio to lay out sunning themselves. The boys changed into swim trunks and then spent the next half hour packing some food and grabbing everything that they would need down the beach for their day with the new found friends. I think that they may have been a bit sweet on the girls because I had never seen them prepare like this on their own before. I found it a bit amusing and said so to my wife who readily agreed. My wife was puttering around the kitchen, taking care of small chores and generally seemed a bit distracted so I decided to leave her alone until she was ready. Thinking that it might be a good idea to clear my own head after all of the recent adventures, I changed into beach attire, grabbed a water bottle and towel, and declared that I was going to take a long walk/swim and would be back in a while. As I walked down the beach, I reflected on the events of late and questioned every action (or inaction) that I had taken. I thought about the past few months with my step-daughter escalating her advances from little flirts, to physical contact, to sexual encounters. Now her friend was involved as well, first toying with, and then having had sex with me. That was bad enough but now I was contending with both of them together. Both girls were legally adults but I knew that society would not look on it that way, especially since I had basically raised one of them for about 80% of her life. My thoughts were so conflicting that I was really beginning to feel like a cartoon character with an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other. Adding to that turmoil was a complete lack of knowledge about who knew what and where I really stood in the middle of everything. The little comments thickly laden with innuendo, stolen feels and outright molestation of my body with others nearby, and the slightly odd looks that the women in my life were giving one another really had me wondering. I was beginning to feel like I was a pawn in some perverse game of chess with three queens. One part of me suspected that my wife was aware of everything going on lately because she was acting a bit differently lately. I was even thinking it possible that she had orchestrated things herself but could not figure out why she would do so. After yesterday, it was apparent that the two girls were aware of my sexual interaction with the other and accepting of it but even that situation left questions unanswered. The easiest was how much did my step-daughter know about my involvement with Riley BEFORE the two shared me and would she particularly care? As much as I was having a lot of fun and felt connected to Riley, there was no way that I would trade it for the love that I had for the young woman that called me Dad if I found out that it would upset her. I suspected that this arena was a fairly safe one so I didn't dwell on it. The next question was to wonder if I had been set up with Riley by my step-daughter and if so, when? I was suspecting that I had, indeed, been set up; probably before we even headed to the vacation home. I found it hard to believe that the one friend that she had decided to bring would be the one also desiring sex with an older man like myself, or the alternative that all of her friends would. Add to that likelihood, that the same friend would be open to the threesome we had shared yesterday. Either way, I guess that it didn't really matter. I was caught in this tangled web now and although these answers would help me gather insight into the girls' thoughts, they wouldn't change the situation in the here and now. The follow on thought, if I assumed Riley's involvement prior to the trip, was to wonder just how much she had been told of the exploits over the past few months. In one part it didn't matter, but in another it could be important. If I mentioned or did anything, assuming that she was aware of it, and it upset her enough, she may spill the beans to someone else causing a lot of trouble for me and probably a fair share of problems for the rest of my family. She seemed extremely open to things that had come out so far so I figured that the likelihood of grievously offending her was low. This gave me a little time. I did, however, need to corner my step-daughter and get her to reveal to me just how much she had told her friend. As much as I was fairly satisfied with the status of the last problem, it served to create another one. If she had told Riley about things that we were doing, who else had she told and should I worry about things leaking out from them to cause complications? Who might Riley mention things to? I couldn't control the past but I figured that it was important that I talk with both girls about this and express to them the importance of keeping our secrets safe as well as determine if there was a need to have the same talk with anyone else. My last worry about the two girls was what the future had in store for us. Would the tryst continue after our return home? Would jealousies arise from it? How would we manage to keep things quiet once the circumstances changed and we were no longer remotely isolated from friends and family and under one roof together? My last thought gave in to the realization that I did, indeed, want to continue the relationship with both girls, if, at all possible. The sex was great, that much was obvious, but it was more than just that. I had a deep love for my step-daughter that transcended our physical desires and made me long to make her feel like the sexy woman that she was. Her development, both physical as well as mental, combined with her youthful exuberance, drove me to do everything in my power to please her in ways that she could only dream of. Unfortunately, there was that small part of me that wanted her to find someone her own age that felt the same way about her as I did and for her to no longer have a need for me as anyone other than a father. It saddened me to think of this, but at the same time I knew that in the long term it was what she really needed. Riley, on the other hand, was different. Despite our age difference and the fact that I really hadn't gotten to know her much before this vacation, I found myself extremely attracted to her. She was a young lady quite beyond her years. She was very pretty on the outside and displayed a maturity and personality that made her a truly beautiful woman. I loved how she could be feminine and a little bit of a tom boy at the same time. She was quite down to earth, extremely intelligent, and generally a true pleasure to be around. In most areas she was also very self-assured which made her even more desirable in my eyes. Add into all of that, she was a real vixen in the bedroom, appearing to be open to almost any encounter. I could easily see myself wanting to be with her even if my step-daughter was no longer around. I hoped that she would find her love as well but secretly wanted to keep her for myself. Now, don't get me wrong, I still love my wife and could never imagine leaving her, even for someone as wonderful as Riley, but if there was ever a way to add her as a fixture to my life without hurting anyone, I would do it in a heartbeat. All of that brought me to my biggest worry: my wife. As I just mentioned, I truly love my wife. I still find her to be attractive, enjoy our sex life, have fun in our interactions, and generally find her to be a great companion. I would never want to hurt her and saw a great potential for that happening now. Regardless of how the seduction had unfolded, I was definitely a willing participant to all that was transpiring now. As I previously mentioned, she had been acting a little strangely lately around me. I wasn't sure if she had discovered either part or all of what was going on or at least suspected that something was; that she had, in fact, orchestrated this tangled web; or if it was a coincidence, completely unrelated to the sexual encounters happening between the girls and me. I tried to review the facts in hope of narrowing the answer: she had not said anything about it to me; she was still having sex with me; we haven't been arguing. Knowing her, all three of these items were indicators that either she knew nothing at all or was OK with what she did know. Trying to think of other indicators, I realized that she had seemed a little awkward over the past few days with her daughter as well; nothing terribly obvious, but a bit outside the norm for her. That didn't seem to narrow it down any more so I kept thinking...then it hit me; she seemed perfectly normal around both boys. That meant that I could probably cross off that it was unrelated. I found it hard to believe that she knew what was going on and would be alright with it unless she had played a part in setting it up so my deductive reasoning had me believe that she was complicit in the ongoing affair. Hard as it was to wrap my mind around, I figured that I had my answer. By the time that I came to this conclusion I had probably gone close to four miles and was a bit sweaty after that distance walking in the morning heat so I decided to take a swim out into the ocean to cool myself off. After swimming about 500 yards out to sea, I decided to return to shore and wiped the saltwater off before it could get dry and crusty all over my body. I generally felt better now so picked up the rest of my things and began to stroll back toward the cabin realizing just how remote an area that I had ended up in. On the way back, I thought of what I needed to do next. I figured that talking with my step-daughter came first followed by talking with Riley. I still didn't know what to do about my wife but figured that I best leave it alone for the time being. By the time that I got back, I realized that I had been gone for much longer than expected. As I approached the cabin, I noticed my wife's car still outside but didn't see any sign of anyone outside and wondered where they had gone. Although the time alone this morning had been nice, I hoped that I would find a note inside so that I could join them. After checking the kitchen table and counter and finding no note, I headed toward my bedroom to shower any remaining salt residue off. As I walked down the hallway, I caught sight of movement in my peripheral vision when I passed by the girls' open door. Glancing inside, I spotted Riley on the bed completely naked on her hands and knees with her head buried in between my step-daughters legs. All of the thoughts going through my mind this morning already had my mind on sex so I found myself quickly aroused by the sight and figured that I couldn't simply ignore the opportunity. I removed what little clothing that I had on as I entered the room and approached Riley from behind with my cock sticking straight out from my body in full hardness. Moving between her spread legs, I swiftly buried my length in her hot, wet pussy. As I slid into her, she cried out my step-daughter's name followed by "yes! Fuck me good!" I had barely had time to register my confusion when I felt a finger against my lips motioning for me to be quiet. Looking up, I saw my step-daughter standing next to me, alongside the bed. Looking back to the bed, I could clearly see that Riley was still in between a pair of outstretched legs attached to a body that was mostly covered by either Riley or some of the bed sheets and a pillow. I had simply assumed that it must have been my step-daughter. I looked back to the beauty beside me in shock to watch as she gave me a stern look as she brought her finger to her own lips to say that I should continue to remain silent. She bent down and picked up a pair of lacey panties that I recognized as the ones that I watched my wife put on that morning and only then, realized that it was my wife underneath Riley getting eaten out. The next thing I knew, the panties were being shoved into my mouth to keep me quiet. My step-daughter then came onto the bed behind me and I could feel her bare breasts rub against me back as she grabbed a firm hold of my ass, pushing and pulling it to get me to continue fucking her friend. As I resumed my thrusting motion I felt her moist fingertip press against my ass hole and rub circles around it. Each time I withdrew from Riley, I could feel the finger press even more into me, just shy of penetrating my orifice. It felt good but she was being quite a tease about it and then she suddenly removed her hand from my ass completely bringing it up to my panty stuffed mouth. Her other arm reached around my chest and she gave a sharp tug on one of my nipples. I felt her lean into me with her breasts firmly pressed into my back as her index and middle fingers of the hand at my mouth shoved my wife's panties further into me, holding them in place. On my very next backstroke, I felt a firm pressure between my ass cheeks. A brief moment later I felt a sharp pain as I was penetrated by a fairly large object, causing me to groan loudly only to be muted by the panties being forcefully held in my mouth. I felt my cock swell considerably at moment of penetration and after a moment, I began to relax. As soon as I relaxed, the pain subsided and was replaced by an oddly pleasurable sensation that filled my backside completely. She grabbed a hold of my hips and helped to 'guide' me as I thrust in and out of Riley. She kept her own hips relatively still so that each time my penis withdrew, her fake one sunk deeper into my ass. The pressure inside of me was guaranteeing that I would not last very long. I tried to last longer by occasionally stopping but each time I did, I felt an insistent push or pull on my hips. The only good thing was that I could tell that both women in front of me were approaching orgasm as well. Despite being muffled, I could recognize the sounds that my wife was making as those just prior to exploding and Riley had been routinely updating everyone with dirty comments that would make most porn stars blush. The amusing bit to me though, was that, based on those comments, it appeared that she still thought that she was being fucked by my step-daughter, not me. Sensing that we were all getting close, my step-daughter pushed me to increase the tempo of my thrusts and less than 10 minutes after the four of us were 'chained' together I was on the brink of what felt like it would be the most powerful orgasm that I had ever experienced. My breaking point finally came as I heard my wife explode. I buried myself as deeply as possible into Riley's dripping pussy and felt my step-daughter do similarly to my own ass with her body pressed tightly against mine. I came like a shotgun blast, squirting cum quite forcefully into her womb and she froze in place to begin her own orgasm a moment later. The feeling of scalding jets of cum filling her pussy made Riley realize that all was not as it had seemed. She craned her neck as far as she could and went bug eyed after catching sight of me. She opened her mouth as if she was about to say something and was quickly stopped by my step-daughter motioning her to remain silent. I then received my own direction in the form of a whisper in my ear saying "get your ass out of here now! Keep quiet, and don't come back for at least a half an hour." Once the statement was made, she pulled the panties from my mouth and quickly backed away from me, pulling out to leave my ass feeling a bit empty. I extracted my own dick from Riley and watched as cum began to ooze out of her. As I got off the bed and went to retrieve my clothing, I finally could see what had been inside of me. She was wearing a very realistic looking strap-on that was about ten inches long and easily as thick, if not a little bit thicker, than my own cock. I thought that it was almost as if I had just fucked myself only a bit longer. I didn't get an opportunity to see any more because I was being whisked out of the room as quickly and quietly as possible. As I got my clothes on in the living room I could hear my step-daughter talking to her mother in a domineering way. I couldn't quite make out what was being said, but could tell from the tone that she was definitely taking charge. I departed the cabin as quietly as possible and decided to check on how the boys were doing. It took me a little bit to find them, but saw that they were having fun with their new friends. After saying hello to everyone, I pulled the boys aside to ask roughly when they expected to return and mentioned that it would be OK if they wanted to invite their friends for dinner either that night or the following as long as we had enough notice to prepare enough food. They said that they would think about it and we parted ways so I wasn't 'encroaching' on their space and embarrassing them. I returned to the cabin about two in the afternoon, a little less than an hour after I had snuck out and tried to act like I had been gone the whole time. All three women were sitting in the patio chairs underneath a big umbrella with some drinks in front of them. My wife, still looking a little flushed, commented that I had been gone for quite a while and inquired what I had been up to all day. I mentioned that I had taken a good long walk and swim and basically enjoyed the fresh air, sunshine, and exercise. I heard a slight snicker come from one of the girls at the last part and when I looked in their direction, watched as they tried to make it appear that the noise was unrelated to what I had said. "What about you," I asked. "Oh, just spending time with the girls after I finished cleaning up a bit," was her vague reply. Raising her glass up, she asked "would you like one?" I had no idea what they were drinking but replied "sure" anyway. I sat down as my wife went inside to get me my drink and as soon as she was gone, was bossily told "Mom has no idea that you were here earlier so don't say anything about it!" Barely acknowledging her 'order' I sternly asked "what the hell is going on around here?" Sounding more like the parent than the child, she replied curtly "we'll talk about this later." Just then, my wife returned from the cabin with a tall glass in her hand, sitting it down in front of me so I decided that it might be prudent to continue the discussion later. Thanking her, I took a sip of the drink and was surprised by the taste of a strong gin and tonic. I say surprised because it appeared that we all had the same drink in front of us and although we permit the children to have an occasional small alcoholic drink, it was shocking to see such a tall one in front of each girl, mid-day to boot. The four of us chatted for a while about this and that, refreshed our drinks, and chatted some more until a few hours later when the boys returned. They each grabbed a soda and joined us, letting me know that it would just be us for dinner this evening. "We invited two of the girls over later tonight though," one of them stated. One of the other families was leaving tomorrow morning so their children couldn't come over, leaving just two of the girls able to join us. The next few hours were pretty relaxing for all of us. We talked some more about a variety of subjects and combed through the fridge eating leftovers or other items that we wanted to make sure wouldn't either spoil or go to waste. One of the main items discussed was what we should do on our last day of the vacation. Popular consensus was that another day out in the boat and going to the island was what everyone wanted. We didn't have to leave on Sunday until about 10 o'clock, so we would have a little time to do a final pack out and clean up and we could prep some things tonight and tomorrow morning to help cut down on the required time Sunday. My wife checked our remaining food supply and determined that everything that we had to get rid of could be adapted into meals that we could bring to the island with us. Finding no particular issues, it appeared that we had a plan. Around seven, the two girls that the boys had invited arrived at the cabin. They appeared to be younger teenagers a little older than the boys and I would estimate that they were probably about 14 and 16. They were both pretty with bubbly personalities and it didn't take long to see why the boys had gotten along with them so well. After a little light conversation to break the ice and get to know one another a little, we decided to play a few games that we had brought with us on vacation. Someone suggested that we go out to the hot tub and luckily the two girls were still wearing their suits underneath their clothes so it was agreed upon. Those who needed to, went to change, and a few moments later we all met up outside with topped off drinks in hand. Eight of us in the tub together was a bit snug, but we made it work. Although there was a little room around us, it was no surprise if our bodies made contact with one another due to the close proximity to our neighbors. Luckily, no one seemed to be overly sensitive about being so close to one another. My wife was seated next to her daughter, followed by me, then Riley, the older of the sisters, my older son, my younger son, and finally the younger of the sisters. With as many bodies as we had crammed into the tub, the water level had risen up to the middle of our chests. Looking around, I noticed that the bubbling action of the tub had soaked each woman's bikini top but since we had to sit upright, did not cover the breasts, leaving them exposed to the cool night air. To no surprise, there was a pronounced effect leaving hard nipples protruding all around the tub. Enjoying the hot water and jacuzzi effect, the eight of us began to chat about a variety of things. Among other things, we discovered that the two girls lived only about 30 minutes away from where we did and suggested that we make sure to exchange info so that we could continue to keep in touch after our vacations were over. I had started out with my arms stretched behind me across the edge of the tub but after a little while I found them growing stiff and slightly cold so brought them around me and placed them on my lap under the water. Very soon after they went into the water I could feel my step-daughter take hold of my hand and place something in it. As soon as she had, her hand left mine and dropped onto my lap to gently massage me through my swim trunks. It took me a minute to figure out what it was that she handed me, but I soon realized that I had her bikini bottoms in my hand. Given how many people were here, in such close proximity, I was a bit shocked and didn't know what to say or do so I did nothing and simply allowed her to continue playing with me. It didn't take long before I was rapidly swelling. Having just about exhausted idle chit-chat, my step-daughter started turning the conversation more interesting. She began talking about fashion designers, mentioning some of the latest designs. The boys and I all rolled our eyes but, outnumbered, conceded defeat since the women all appeared interested in talking about it. She started mentioning one designer, in particular, who had recently been in the fashion news for coming out with some racy designs. At one point in the conversation, she mentioned a famous model that had been photographed in the racy clothing line and said "looking at her in them [the clothes] made me so hot. She is beautiful and has such a gorgeous body, don't you think?" Riley, quickly agreed stating "she must be one of the sexiest women around and looks awesome in those outfits." My step-daughter replied "I know. I wish that I looked that good!" The older girl seated next to Riley chimed in "I don't know what you are talking about...I think that you are positively gorgeous and wish that I could look as sexy as you do. Take your suit, for example...you fill it out so nicely." Motioning to her own smaller breasts, she continued "it would look awful on me and I might as well wear a potato sack." "Tell me about it," Riley quickly added, taking a moment to make a show of cupping her small breasts in her hands. Even the youngest girl here had breasts slightly larger than Riley's. The boys looked a little uncomfortable with where the conversation was headed but couldn't help but look from one pair of breasts to another since 'invited' to do so. "Girls," my wife said, "you are as beautiful as you feel and none of you have anything to worry about." She then glanced in my direction to give me a look telling me that I should help convince the girls that they were beautiful. Trying to reassure them, I said "I agree. I would be proud to be seen with any of you on my arm as my girlfriend," quickly adding "if I wasn't married and was a few years younger" to cover up any awkwardness. The younger girl and both boys had decided to remain quiet during this whole exchange and I watched as all three fidgeted a little uncomfortably. At first I thought that it might be a cue to change the subject but then noticed that although they were squirming around a little that each had an expression of mild arousal on their face and appeared quite interested in where the talk was going. I watched as Riley gave her breasts a brief squeeze and then dropped her hands back into the water. The one closest to me subtly landed on my thigh and I felt as she slowly moved it upward until it was slightly underneath the leg of my trunks. It wasn't long before the two girls' hands in my lap met in a light touch and they shared a knowing look. It was a good thing that the combination of diminishing light and bubbles hid anything below the water from view because I felt another swimsuit being placed in my waistband and knew that the girls on either side of me were naked from the waist down. Continuing the discussion, Riley asked "have you seen the new lingerie line that she came out with?" She was referring to the model previously mentioned and I vaguely recalled seeing some of the lingerie in an online catalog recently. I wasn't familiar with the entire line but the items that I had seen were definitely made for bedroom allure and not for functionality. Only my wife acknowledged that she was familiar with the line so Riley decided to describe it a bit more. "All of the items that I have seen use a combination of silk and the most delicate lace that you can imagine. There's really not much to them but the lines accentuate each and every curve that you have. With all of the lace," she continued "they tend to be pretty sheer and don't leave a lot to the imagination but they are oh, so, sexy. I wish they weren't so expensive because I would love to get some more of them." My wife had a surprised look on her face and asked "you have some of it?" "Yes," she replied. "I bought one of the bras a few weeks ago and absolutely adore it. It's a quarter-cup bra with emerald green silk surrounded by matching lace that makes me feel so sexy. It lifts me up a bit and sits with my nipples perched just above the lace top. I really like to wear it with one of my loose tops because every movement makes the shirt rub against my nipples and I'm pretty much aroused all day long." As she said this, she slid her hand inside the leg of my trunks and grabbed a hold of my hard dick. I think that everyone was shocked by her comment. The boys were both staring at her stupefied with mouths agape, the younger of the two girls simply looked flabbergasted while her sister appeared to be getting aroused by the vision in her head. I chocked back a cough and both my wife and step-daughter looked at her in sheer astonishment. No one seemed to know what to say next. "Mmmm," Riley continued; "makes me feel good just to think about it." Casting a furtive glance downward, I saw that her nipples were poking through her bikini top like little daggers. On the other side of me, my wife let out a soft cooing sound. As I glanced over, I noticed that she and her daughter were looking at one another with expressions of lust in their eyes. Mere seconds later, I felt my step-daughter reach out to me under the water, handing me yet another bikini bottom. I realized that she had taken her mother's bottoms off of her and judging by what I was seeing, was playing with her pussy underneath the turbulent water. After what seemed like an eternity of silence, Riley spoke up and began talking about the following day's plans. This broke the tension a bit and conversation resumed amongst all eight of us. A few minutes later, Riley let go of me and withdrew her hand from the leg of my swim trunks. She felt around for a moment and, finding my hand, gently pulled it to her own crotch where I could feel her clit protruding as hard and aroused as her nipples were. She clamped her thighs around my hand and returned her own hand to my lap, shoving it right down my waistband to take me firmly in her hand. The conversation continued with her milking her hand around me and occasionally giving a stroke along my shaft. The conversation mellowed out a little bit, enough to get everyone involved, including the younger of the two sisters. A comfort was established that kept us all talking, even when the discussion turned a bit racy at times. A short while later I felt a second hand in my lap, this time my step-daughter's. Discovering that Riley was already stroking my length, she wrapped only her thumb and forefinger around the base of my shaft and cupped my balls with the remaining three fingers. Occasionally, I could feel her roll the swelling nuts around in her hand. With the stimulation being provided by the two young beauties it was often hard to keep my composure but I think that I did a pretty good job. I could tell that my wife was having difficulty as well, apparently still being fingered under the water. At one point, I discerned a slight gasp from her direction and glanced over to see her eyes shut tightly as she bit down on her lower lip. If I was not mistaken, she had just orgasmed in front of the entire family and our guests. My step-daughter turned her attention to me, subtly reaching over with the hand that had just been in her mother's lap, grabbing on of the bikinis from my lap and wrapping it tightly around the head of my cock. I watched as she then brought the hand to her chest and pinched her nipple a few times while appearing to adjust her suit. She guided Riley's hand to more along my shaft faster as she rolled and squeezed my balls more vigorously until I could feel myself approaching my own orgasm. As I did, I could hear Riley's breathing become more labored as I played with her clit. Suddenly, I exploded into the swimsuit followed mere seconds later by Riley clamping her thighs around my hand rendering it immobile. A brief moment later, I sensed my step-daughter having her orgasm as well but could not tell if it was her mother's or her own doing. Luckily, the rest of the group appeared oblivious to the escapades around them and the conversation continued for a little while longer. Realizing that it was getting late and that the girls needed to leave soon, we started wrapping things up. I felt the suit bottoms taken away from my lap and the three women shifting around a bit to get them back on. As people started getting out of the hot tub to dry off and say good-bye's the younger of my boys asked the collective group if the girls might be able to join us the following day on our outing. I knew that the boat would be a little bit more crowded but it was possible to fit everyone so I simply shrugged my shoulders. My wife looked a little non-committal as well until seeing a look of excitement on both sisters as well as the two older girls making statements such as "come on Mom, let them come, they are a lot of fun." She finally conceded and simply stated, "we need to make sure that it is OK with their parents." I added to the girls "we need to know no later than 9 o'clock if you are coming with us." Both of them acknowledged their understanding of the arrangement and went to say their good byes. They came around to each of us in turn, and gave us each a big hug and kiss goodbye. The boys got pecks on the cheek from both girls but interestingly enough the rest of us got kisses on the lips from the older sister. As the two went around the lot of us, I noticed that Riley was the only one of the three women wearing the proper suit bottom and hoped that no one else noticed as well. I also couldn't help wondering which one of the three had a little extra present in their suit. After the two girls left, we cleaned up a little bit and since it had gotten quite late, headed to bed. About 8:30 the next morning I heard a knock at the door and answered it to find the two sisters carrying beach bags. "Our Mom said it was OK to go with you guys. I really appreciate the offer and am looking forward to it," the older girl said. I invited them in, telling them that we were finishing up the preps to leave and should be ready to head out soon. Seeing my wife in the kitchen packing food, they quickly offered to help her out and I continued prepping the items that I had been working on before their arrival. Nearing completion, I grabbed as much as I could carry, telling everyone else to bring their stuff to the boat so I could stow it before we left. One by one they arrived at the dock with armloads of bags and only one of the boys had to return to the cabin for a second trip. Finally packed, we got everyone loaded into the boat and headed out the channel. Due to our load out, I took it fairly slowly on the way out to the island so we were able to hold a conversation without feeling the need to yell above engine noise and wind. There was definitely a desire by most of the group to do some skiing and tubing but I told them that there were just too many in the boat to do it safely. I suggested that after we had brought things ashore at the island, we could take some groups out in the boat and have some high speed fun. Finally arriving shortly before 11, I brought the boat as close to shore as possible and everyone helped to offload the gear. I anchored the boat slightly offshore and the whole group helped in various ways to establish a 'home base' for what we all hoped would be a fun filled day. Once we appeared to have everything set up, we ate a light picnic lunch and everyone decided to catch some rays as our food settled. I'm not sure if she just wasn't thinking or if she was purposely stirring things up, but my step-daughter immediately began to remove her top sun herself and then called over to her mother to get sunscreen applied. I know that the last time we had gone to the island all three ladies had gone topless, but that was before we added two more people to the group. I cleared my throat loudly and gave her a stern look. Her response was to simply place one finger ever each of her exposed nipples as she turned toward the two girls. "You don't mind do you," she asked. Without waiting for an answer, she continued "I really hate the tan lines. You know, no one here would mind if you wanted to take yours off too." The younger of the two girls looked mortified at first until her sister replied "no, no...that's OK. We don't mind. It's not like we haven't seen bare breasts before." After a brief pause she added "I'm not sure if I'm ready to go topless myself though." My wife gave a good look at both of the girls to make sure that they seemed OK and seeing that the initial shock seemed to have worn off and that they had relaxed, decided to remove her top as well in a sign of silent approval. She then went to attend to the sunscreen request asking her daughter to return the favor once complete. Meanwhile, Riley had also decided to bare her chest and seeing the other two women occupied, asked me to help her with the lotion. Seeing no real reason to decline the request, I moved to help her out and noticed that the girls had a slight look of astonishment on their faces again. I was terribly thankful that, although being a little playful, Riley was not acting nearly as overtly horny as she had done the other day on this same beach. My youngest quickly asked the younger sister if she wanted him to take care of her and although she looked a little bit skeptical, she agreed. That left the older girl and my step-son paired and before long the entire lot of us had lotion applied to avoid getting nasty sunburns. After a little relaxation, I offered to take people out on the boat and had a number of immediate takers. We started rotating through and for the next hour or so ran the boat up and down the length of the beach towing people behind it. Everyone seemed to be having a blast. I returned to the beach for a little more relaxation and was lying down reading a book when my step-daughter stopped by to talk to me. Lying down next to me, she suggested in a near whisper that I take my wife on a walk around the island for a little while since the two of us hadn't had some time for just the two of us in a while. Part of me suspected that she was up to something but she had made a valid point so I decided to take her suggestion anyway. She rose back up and returned to her original spot, lying next to her friend. I got up and walked over to my wife asking if she wanted to get away for a little. With an affirmative reply, she stood up and slipped her sandals on along with a sun hat and a lightweight button up shirt that she simply threw on, leaving it. As we began to walk away I noticed that both of the young ladies were intently watching us while exchanging whispers. The two of us had walked for about 15 minutes down the beach when we came to an area with a large cluster of boulders extending into the ocean situated around a corner of the tree line. We decided to sit out on one of the boulders for a few and she made a little comment about how beautiful the view was. I agreed and I looked over to see her leaning back on her arms. Her shirt had fallen open, exposing her breasts and her body was cast in a glow from the sun's rays. She looked positively radiant and reminded me how beautiful a woman she was so I told her so. She thanked me by leaning over and giving me a passionate kiss, running her free hand along my chest to the side of my ribs. I returned the kiss, twirling my tongue around hers as I slid my hand around her waist, feeling her smooth and supple skin. We continued to kiss each other and caress each other for quite some time, growing more and more aroused as we continued. Eventually I brought my hand up to cup her exposed breast and lowered my head down, kissing lightly along the way, to suckle her nipple. As soon as I placed my lips around her nipple, I could feel it begin to stiffen and heard her softly sigh in pleasure. She took hold of the back of my head, first drawing me in toward her, and then shifting me to her other breast after a moment. Moaning steadily, she brought my head back to meet her in another passionate kiss as she shifted her body to straddle me, astride my lap. She used both of her hands to hold my face while we continued to kiss and I could feel myself beginning to swell with arousal. Our hands were roaming each other's bodies freely and it was obvious that the passion was rising rapidly. Reaching down, I untied the bows on either side of her suit leaving her exposed to me. I pushed her shoulders gently, getting her to lean back on her arms and then cupped her ass in my hands, raising her up until her pussy was in front of my face. As I raised her up, the suit fell away from her crotch and dropped to the side. I was thankful for the remote location because she was moaning quite loudly as I delved into her with my tongue. I was rewarded with copious amounts of her freely flowing juices. I continued eating her out as I kneaded her ass until I felt her knees tremble as she orgasmed to the ministrations of my mouth. As she calmed down a little, she lowered herself down getting on hands and knees in front of me. As she slid my swim trunks down, I was thankful that years of exposure to the wind and sea had left the boulder quite smooth. After baring it, she swiftly took my hardening member inside her mouth and began to give me an amazing blow job. She sucked me to a rock hard state, routinely withdrawing until just the head remained in her mouth and then slamming it down her throat with her lips tightly around the base and her nose buried in my pubes. After a short while, she moved upward until she was again straddling me. She rolled her hips around, causing her wet pussy to slide over my dick. This opened her lips wide and exposed her clit to stimulation as my dick slid back and forth over it. She rose up and, after aligning me with her hand, dropped her weight down to fully engulf me inside of her. She began to ride me slowly, grinding her clit into me on each downward stroke. As I enjoyed the intense sensations, I allowed my head to lean back and closed my eyes to simply focus on each and every stimulus. We had been going at it for approximately five minutes when I felt long hair cascading from my rib cage down across my abdomen. Suddenly snapping my eyes wide open, I looked down to see Riley beside us, leaning in to suck on my wife's nipple. Looking up at my wife, I saw a surprised look on her face that I imagine must have matched my own. I noticed that she appeared to be looking straight past, rather than at me, and before I even had an opportunity to look, a bikini dropped on my shoulder and bare breasts pressed into the back of my neck. Hands appeared over my shoulders and ran across my chest rubbing my pecs. Riley turned toward me and began to suck on my nipple. After a moment or two she extracted herself from between us and went around behind my wife. I watched as she removed my wife's shirt, tossing it to the side, followed by her own top which she dropped between us into my lap. Pressing into her back, she cupped my wife's breasts and used her thumbs to fondle her nipples. My step-daughter removed one hand from my chest and reached out to fondle one of my wife's breasts along with her friend. Riley then leaned around my wife to give me a French kiss and my step-daughter followed suit on the other side with her mother. Breaking from the embrace, the two young ladies then kissed each other deeply. Finally calming down from the initial shock of the girls' arrival, my wife resumed riding me as both girls continued to run their hands freely over both of our bodies. After a moment, I felt my step-daughter move back slightly as she came partially around my side. On my wife's next upstroke, she reached underneath her mother's ass and encircled the base of my cock with her hand. As my wife continued, I could feel my cock being pumped. With her other hand, she grabbed hold of mine and drew it to her bikini clad pussy, pressing it into her and using the hand to rub herself firmly. I took over the control of playing with her and saw my wife watching intently as I pulled the crotch to one side and began to run my finger between my step-daughter's moistening lips. Riley appeared to feel left out as she stood, stripped out of her bikini, and swung her leg onto my wife's shoulder placing her crotch in my wife's face and her ass in mine. She gently pulled my wife toward her and I watched as she stuck her tongue out to lick the young woman's folds. Not wanting to leave pleasing the beautiful teen to my wife, I pressed my face into her backside and began to lick her sphincter, eliciting a deep moan of pleasure. At the same time, I slid first one, and then two, fingers into my step-daughter's pussy and began thrusting them in and out. We continued like this for a few minutes until Riley's legs began to shake as she experienced her first orgasm. Unable to easily stand, she withdrew herself from between us and sat down to the side gently rubbing her pussy as she watched the unfolding action. My step-daughter got up and took Riley's recently vacated spot, placing her pussy in front of me and her ass pointed toward her mother. I dove right in and began greedily licking her pussy. I reinserted two fingers into her and rubbed her clit with my thumb. My wife started licking up and down her crevice with long strokes beginning at the base of her pussy upward until emerging from the cleft. To aid her, I removed my fingers from inside of her and with a cheek in each hand, spread her ass widely. tinyurl.com/SexyRiley Allowing her greater accessibility, my wife plunger her tongue into her daughter's puckered ass hole after a few more long licks. My step-daughter made a screeching sound at the penetration, followed immediately by sounds of intense pleasure. Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Riley leave our side as the intensity of a pending orgasm increased. As my step-daughter came loudly, Riley reappeared on the boulder carrying her beach bag. After such an intense orgasm, my step-daughter looked as if she was about to collapse so I got up and helped her to lie down. As she lay there with her legs spread widely and the sun beaming down on her exposed pussy, I watched as Riley leaned in and gently licked away the dripping juices. No longer encumbered by one of the girls in between us, my wife resumed her riding motion on top of me. Both of us watched intently as a vision of pure beauty unfold before our eyes. Once Riley appeared satisfied that she had licked up all of the available juices, she reached over to the bag and withdrew the strap-on that my step-daughter had worn the day previously. Able to see it better, I noticed that it was not only a large, but otherwise realistic looking, dildo but it additionally had a studded protrusion on the inside that would splay the wearer's lips and stimulate her clit and the first few inches of her pussy. It was attached to a flesh colored harness designed to allow the wearer's ass hole to remain exposed. She manipulated the toy into her friend's orifice and used one hand to hold it in place while the other attached the straps around her waist and thighs. Once it was securely in place, she licked around the veined shaft and then swallowed about six inches into her mouth. Her bobbing head was causing movement of the internal knob that was obviously having a stimulating effect on my step-daughter. Audibly moaning due to the sensation, she reached down and, at first, held Riley still, followed by gently pushing her mouth off of the fake cock. "Mom, come here and fuck me," my step-daughter called over. Riley moved aside as my wife rose off of me, crossed the slight distance, and straddled her still prone daughter. Exposure to the thankfully warm air, still covered with my wife's juices, caused a brief chill to radiate throughout my body starting from my groin. It didn't last long because Riley swiftly moved in and took me inside her mouth. Unfortunately, the feeling didn't last long as she removed me from her mouth after ensuring that she had cleaned my wife's flavor off of me completely. She then took a hold of me in her hand and knelt beside me to watch the other two ladies' intercourse. "Mmmm, I do adore the way that you taste," Riley commented to my wife. Leaning over her, my wife kissed her daughter passionately with their breasts pressed together. She then brought one of her hands alongside their combined breasts, massaging them gently. After a moment, it slid downward until running across the younger woman's thigh to rest on the inner area only a few inches from the strap-on. My step-daughter then grabbed a hold of her mother's ass, drawing her up toward her abdomen. I watched as the tip of the fake cock popped out from between them briefly. Almost as soon as it had been freed, the guiding hands reversed direction and the firm rubber shaft began to slide into my wife's waiting pussy. "My God; aren't they sooo hot together," Riley breathily whispered in my ear with a gentle nibble on the lobe. The dildo slowly continued with a wet squishing sound until it was almost all of the way buried inside of her. Even though she had already been opened up by my prick just a short while earlier, the last few inches of dildo stretched her further and caused her to loudly groan as she allowed her weight to drop on top of her daughter's body. After settling for a moment, the two began to move as a single entity, rolling their hips in opposing directions that caused the toy to slowly thrust in and out of my wife while the knob worked its' magic on the young woman wearing it. It only took a minute or two before both of them were breathing heavily and almost constantly moaning in pleasure. Still with a firm grip on my dick, Riley stood, pulling me up with her. As we crossed the few steps to the other two, she spit into her hand. She wiped the dollop of saliva up the crack of my wife's ass and smeared it over her anus. Next, she used the hand to spread the cheeks a little and hold my wife steady while she drew me closer, placing my head directly onto the puckering hole. She finally released the grip on my shaft and gave me a resounding smack on the ass. "You know that you want to," she goaded me. "Go ahead and put it in there already. She's waiting." I slowly pressed forward, feeling the extreme resistance of the tight muscle, amplified by her already stuffed pussy. With a slight pop, the tip was fully immersed and I looked down to see her sphincter clinging tightly to the underside of the mushroom head as I slightly pulled back. She added a bit more of her saliva for lubrication and I pressed forward again, burying another inch. We repeated this process a few times until eventually my shaft was completely encased in her ass. She left my side and I could hear her rummaging through the bag. A moment later she reappeared next to me holding a plug in each hand. "Which one do you want to put in me," she asked. The two plugs were roughly the same size but one was metal and the other appeared to be glass. The metal one was a bit longer and tapered to a wider diameter before reducing to a very narrow stem, capped by a large crystal to keep it from slipping in too far. The glass one was shorter and narrower but the stem area, rather than the thin spindle style of the metal one, remained about an inch and a half in diameter before flaring back out at the end. It also reminded me of a lemon reamer because it had raised ridges running down the length of it. This one looked interesting so I pointed to it. The next thing I knew, she was inserting it into my mouth, swirling it around. She took it out and handed it to me before putting the metal one in her own mouth and then turning around. She grabbed a hold of her cheeks, spreading widely, as she bent over, nearly doubling herself. I used the saliva covered tip to probe her ass and then popped it the rest of the way into her backside. Once it was in she shook her ass around a bit while her hands flexed the spread cheeks back and forth, settling the plug in a comfortable position. She continued to bare her ass to me for a few minutes and I noticed that the end of the plug was designed in a way that allowed me to clearly see inside of her. I was a bit enchanted by this revelation because on one hand it was a little freaky but on the other it was pretty hot. Standing back up, she took the metal plug out of her mouth and said "mmmm, thanks. That feels nice," and then walked behind me. I felt her slide between my legs underneath me and was half expecting that she was about to put the other plug in me but instead she started licking and nibbling my balls. A few minutes later I heard my step-daughter moan. "Riley, you are such a bad girl," she said. "But oh, so good as well...I can always count on you to know what makes me feel good and right now that plug feels great in my ass." It was now apparent that she had used the metal one in my step-daughter's ass. This was getting pretty wild. Riley, slid out from underneath us, went around in front and shared a beautiful kiss with her friend. She walked behind me and again, rummaged through the bag. She returned a moment later with an odd looking dildo in her hand. It had two different penis shaped ends; one that was about eight inches long with about a two inch diameter and the other was about four inches long with at least a three inch diameter. Each one had a well-defined head and was covered in prominent veins and the two ends were joined together in a way that made them look kind of like the letter "J." Where they met, there was a cluster of small knobby protrusions on the inner curve by the shorter dick and a pair of hanging testicles on the outside curve by the longer shaft. It was an odd looking toy that I had never seen the likes of before. Holding the toy in her hand, she stood in from of my wife grabbing her hair with the free hand. She yanked the hair upward getting my wife to raise her head staring straight into the young woman's crotch. Riley stepped forward pushing her pussy into my wife's face aggressively and I saw my wife comply with the demand to eat her out. It was strange to watch the transformation of the normally polite and somewhat reserved girl into the domineering sexual being that stood before us. With the vigor that my wife was attacking that pussy, it didn't take long before Riley was moaning and screaming almost constantly. Suddenly, Riley yanked back hard on the hair still in her grasp, pulling back from the stimulating mouth. "That's enough," she forcefully said. She took a step backward, releasing her hold on my wife, and squatted slightly bowing her legs outward. Her free hand spread her labia open as widely as she could, and then she slowly inserted the short end of the toy until it was completely inside of her. After shifting it around a little to settle it, she straightened up and ran one of her hands back and forth over the longer shaft, stroking it. The overall appearance was unsettling. Aside from the difference in color not quite matching her skin tone, it almost looked like she had her own cock that she was masturbating. She spit into her had a few times and stroked the toy some more to lubricate her hand's ability to slide up and down the turgid shaft. Thinking about it, I realized that all three women now had both of their holes filled. Riley didn't have many options left about where to use the imposing looking toy. As Riley began to walk around toward the tail end of our connected group, I had conflicting feelings of both excitement and trepidation at that realization. There was a sense of arousal at the sight of the young beauty with her own dick and knowing that recently I had received intense pleasure from the girls' anal stimulation. Then there was the fear, having just witnessed the way she had treated my wife combined with the girth involved. It may have been a little shorter than the toy my step-daughter was using but it was clearly thicker. I wasn't sure how well I could accommodate the size, especially if she wasn't gentle about it. To no surprise, I felt her step between my legs, grabbing my ass. She ran the tip up and down my ass crack and poked it into my anus a few times without actually trying to penetrate me. I next felt her hand smearing spit in the crevice followed by more of it being forcefully shoved into me by her finger. It was followed only a few strokes later by a second finger and she worked them deeply into me while occasionally spitting on them to lubricate me thoroughly. Once she seemed satisfied, she withdrew the fingers and I knew what was coming next. It was difficult, but I tried to relax as she spread my ass with both hands and I felt the large head contact my body. Thankfully, she was not being nearly as rough as she had just been as she pressed steadily forward. Looking down at my own dick, I was able to see it swell in my wife even more at the pressure to my ass. I could feel the tight hole spreading slowly wider and wider until suddenly it was able to slightly relax as the head popped past the muscle. Riley stopped for a moment and pulled back a little. This caused a whole new sensation as the bulbous head caught the inside of my anus and pulled it back toward her. I felt like I was getting turned inside out. She added a little more lubricant to the tight hole and pushed back in slowly, sinking just a little more into me. As I loudly groaned, she continued this back and forth action a number of times until I could feel the sensation change. No longer did the muscle feel like it was being pulled back and forth by the invading toy; I could now feel the cock sliding though the tight opening. A few more dollops of spit added helped even more and a few strokes later she seemed to be sliding in and out of me fairly easily. She had worked about three inches of length into me and I was starting to be able to derive pleasure out of the penetration when she abandoned any amount of gentility remaining in her. In one, swift, stroke, she buried the entire remaining length into my backside. The suddenness of this deep thrust drove all of the air out of my lungs as I let out a large groan. Faster and faster, she plowed the cock in and out of my ass with abandon, fucking me in the most basic sense. Her wanton invasion drove me to increase the force and tempo of my own thrusts into my wife's ass causing her to rock back and forth on top of her daughter's strap-on. In turn, the young woman on the bottom of our stack sped her movements into her mother that I could easily feel bumping into my cock through the thin membrane separating us. All four of us were moaning loudly and panting heavily through the only orifices in our bodies that were empty. My mind and body were both overflowing with sensory input and I rapidly exploded inside my wife's ass, collapsing on top of her afterward. A moment later, my step-daughter screamed as she shoved her dildo as deeply as possible into her mother's pussy and I could feel it pressed tightly against my own cock. Pressed tightly between us and completely stuffed full of cock, my wife made an odd gargling sound as her entire body shook and her sphincter spasmed around the base of my dick. Unlike the rest of us, Riley continued to plow into me steadily. Her pounding was so forceful that all three of us below her were being rocked back and forth. I could hear her breathing getting faster and eventually, after feeling like my ass was being torn apart, she screamed loudly as she bottomed out the large dildo, her hips tightly against my ass. After a moment when all of us remained motionless catching our breath, Riley Reached down and grabbed a hold of the testicles hanging below her dildo. She lifted herself off of the thick knob that had been stuffed into her vagina, leaving the longer shaft deep inside of me. I extracted myself from the heap of bodies with a popping sound as I withdrew from my wife's cum-filled ass. Weak at the knees, my wife reached out her hand for support, so that she too, could rise and her sopping pussy made an audible slurp as it slid off of the strap-on that her daughter was wearing. My step-daughter finally stood up and I watched as her fake cock bounced around in front of her. My wife and I both sat down on the boulder, leaving the two girls towering over us. I had to sit a little bit awkwardly given the toy still protruding from my ass. Riley motioned in my direction. "Look at your husband," she said to my wife. "See what he likes," she continued as she pointed to my ass. My step-daughter then stood directly in front of me, placing the pussy covered strap on against my lips. "Clean me off," she directed. I could see my wife watching intently out of the corner of my eye. Her gaze kept shifting between the cock in my ass and the one in my mouth. When I was finally done licking the juiced off of the rubber penis it was withdrawn from my face and I could see that my wife was so turned on that she had been playing with herself while watching. Riley took hold of her shoulders and lay her down on her back, still running her fingers through her wet slit. The young woman then got onto her hands and knees and stuck her tongue deep into my wife's slightly gaping ass hole to lick my cum out of it. My step-daughter walked behind her friend and quickly stuffed the strap-on into Riley's pussy. She fucked her hard and fast while pulling on the clear plug in her ass until Riley screamed in orgasm after only a few minutes. Both toys were removed at the same time, eliciting yet another squeal from the young woman as her holes gaped. My wife reached upward and removed the harness from her daughter and licked the juices from her swollen vulva. My step-daughter got on her hands and knees next to Riley and called over to me requesting that I mount her. As I entered her hot pussy with my surprisingly still hard dick, I could feel the toy inside of me bouncing and sending reverberations throughout my ass. I was fucking away at the young beauty in front of me when I felt the embedded cock begin to move. Looking back, I saw that my wife had grabbed a hold of it and was using my own movements to fuck my ass as I fucked her daughter. The whole time she continued to stuff her fingers into her cunt. It didn't take long before I felt my step-daughter cum around my dick. The clamping of her vaginal walls tightly around me triggered my own orgasm as I pulled out of her to spew my load on her lower back and ass. Riley quickly arrived to lick the mess off of her. My wife pulled the dildo out of my ass causing a sharp, but brief, pain and left my hole gaping. Realizing that my wife was still going at herself and had not yet cum, all three of us turned our attention to her to finish her off. I was at her left breast, my step-daughter at her right, and Riley was licking at the base of her pussy and her ass hole while my wife continued playing in her pussy with her fingers. Within moments, she orgasmed in an ear shattering scream. tinyurl.com/SexyRiley The four of us disengaged from one another and were lying next to one another giving gentle kisses and caresses as all of us calmed down from our respective orgasms. After a short while my wife sat up and asked "what the fuck was that all about?" The statement came as a shock for me. First, because she almost never swore. Second, because I was still assuming that she was aware and probably had manipulated everything that had been occurring recently. After a moment of awkward silence, it was my step-daughter who spoke up. "Well Mom...you see...you haven't been the only one that I have been learning from." She then went on to recount an abridged version of her seduction of me over the past months. "I have thoroughly enjoyed everything that both of you have taught me," she continued. "But I thought that it was about time to combine the lessons. I might add that I am really glad that I did because that was awesome." Turning to Riley, she asked "what about you?" Riley vigorously nodded her head and commented "absolutely! I can't remember a better time than what we just shared." "Mom, Dad, please don't get upset with each other. If anything, it's my fault. I don't regret it though because just like everything else, you guys have prepared me well for adulthood." I reassured her "I'm not angry sweetie, just shocked. Not to mention that you have also been a bit of a teacher. There are things that have happened recently that I have never experienced before and probably wouldn't have if it wasn't for the two of you girls." I looked over to my wife and noticed her sheepishly nodding her head in agreement. "My only real issue is the fact that you felt the need to manipulate us," I continued. "I would have thought that you knew us well enough to know that you can come to us with anything." "Really Dad," she replied with a tone of sarcasm. "Think about this for a moment. If I had simply asked either of you to have sex with me so that I knew what I was doing, you would have looked at me like I had an extra eye in the middle of my head. Then you would have offered to have a talk with me about finding the right man, the time would come, et cetera, et cetera." "I'm sorry that I had to do it this way but you know that I'm right," she continued. "I don't regret it though because I know a lot more now about what I like as well as how to do the things that I like. One thing I definitely like is having fun with the two of you, either together or apart. I don't want to stop." "Neither do I," Riley spoke up. "There's no way in hell I could broach this at home but I wouldn't trade this week for anything. I'm an adult now and can make my own decisions about who I want to be with and right now I would like to be with you three. I'm sure I'll find a boyfriend and things will change eventually but right now I know that all of you care for and wouldn't hurt me and you make me feel so great that it isn't funny." Her statement left us all silent for a moment and then my step-daughter arose, gave both my wife and me a soft kiss and took Riley by the hand. Riley gave each of us a kiss as well and then the two girls departed with my step-daughter commenting "we'll leave the two of you now; I'm sure that you two want to talk. I do hope that you will realize that this whole thing is more right than wrong and we can continue it together. We'll see you soon." Once the girls had left the vicinity, my wife and I did exactly that; discussed the situation that had unfolded. It actually didn't take very long before we had conceded that, although the events that had transpired already broke a number of social taboos, no one was being hurt by it. If anything, it helped to keep the girls from being hurt by someone who wouldn't care about them and would simply use them for their own gratification. Once that had been cleared out of the way, it was a rather simple decision to allow it to continue until the situation changed. We did, however, decide that there needed to be some ground rules established and the primary one that came out immediately was to ensure that both girls stayed on birth control with no exception to avoid getting pregnant. The next was to keep all four of us safe from STD's by getting everyone to agree that prior to having any type of sexual relations with someone outside of the four of us that we would inform and discuss it with the rest of the group. This was not so much a control item as it would seem but a safety net since we had not been using condoms thus far and as long as we remained exclusive to the group really didn't need to be concerned with disease since we were clean. The last stipulation was that there be no more deception and manipulation as there had previously been. All of us knew about each other and it appeared to not be creating jealousy so there was no reason to keep things hidden from one another. Additionally, now that we were over the hurdle of reluctance, there was no reason to not simply ask for what was desired rather than scheming to get it. Now that these items were decided, my wife and I dressed and walked back down the beach and rejoined the rest of the family and our guests. The remainder of the afternoon was uneventful and was filled by all of us having a lot of fun swimming, boating, sunning ourselves or playing games together on the beach. As we moved into the evening hours, the campfire was lit and we cooked our dinner over it, eating together around the warm glow while telling stories. Eventually, it came time to head back to the mainland and we loaded up the boat and got underway. On the return trip, most everyone was fairly quiet but had split into a few groups. The two girls in one group, my wife and the boys along with the younger sister in another, and the older sister decided to hang out near me at the console. We didn't really talk much so I thought that it was a bit odd that she was hanging out near me instead of near the other youth. Most of the conversation that we did have was thanking me for taking her and her sister with us and assuring me that they had really enjoyed themselves. Maybe I was simply getting too suspicious about everything after the recent events but I swore that I caught her staring at me and checking me out a few times on the way back. As we arrived back at the cabin's pier, I dismissed the thought since nothing further had transpired. Everyone helped to offload the gear and then the two girls bid their adieu giving each one of us a hug and kiss goodbye. We had already exchanged information and as they departed, made promises to get in touch with us after they got back from vacation. I asked Riley to bring the truck down to the boat ramp while everyone else began clean up and packing for departure. I took the boat to the ramp, helped back the trailer down and then the two of us got the boat pulled, rinsed off, and tied down securely. On the way back to the cabin she rested her hand on my thigh and asked if I was OK with things as they were and I suggested that we discuss things a little further with all four of us later after the boys had gone to bed. She seemed to accept that but left her hand on my thigh for the rest of the short trip. After we arrived back at the cabin, the whole family helped with packing and clean-up in preparation for our departure. We then relaxed out on the patio for a little while longer chatting and playing a few games until we decided it was time to call it an early night so that we would be rested for the next day. Everyone headed off to their respective rooms and the cabin seemed rather quiet. My wife and I sat naked under the covers in our bed with the bedside table lights on as we talked softly a little more about the earlier events. We really hadn't yet had an opportunity to discuss things with the girls and felt that we had to do so soon. Talking about the recent sexual escapades was having an effect on me and I found myself slightly aroused. Apparently I wasn't the only one because my wife leaned over and gave me a passionate kiss as she ran a hand down to my crotch. Feeling my rapidly hardening member, she began to stroke it gently until it was fully erect. "Wait here," she told me and then rose from the bed. I watched as she threw on a flimsy robe, not even bothering to tie it and then walked out the door to the hallway. A few minutes later she returned leading the two girls, one in each hand, back into our bedroom. The girls were wearing even less than she was, with only my step-daughter wearing pink thong panties. My wife brought them to the bed and motioned for them to sit down on the comforter next to me as she, herself, sat near my feet. "Girls," my wife began; "your father and I have been discussing things and need to talk to you about them." She then gave them a brief overview of the conditions that we had agreed upon and asked if they had any comments. "No, I don't think so..." my step-daughter started as Riley simply shook her head no. "I guess this means that you are OK with it continuing?" The only response that her question received was my wife leaning down and taking her daughter's nipple between her lips to suck on it. I sat there transfixed as I watched my wife kiss and caress her daughter. The two of them were a vision of pure beauty in their embrace as they began to make love to one another. I barely noticed that Riley had moved closer to me until she ran her hand up my chest and followed with a passionate kiss. After a few minutes of both couples rubbing each other and sharing kisses Riley moved down to take my penis into her mouth and I looked over to see the other two in a sixty-nine, licking away at each other. I leaned back and enjoyed the sensations as I thought about just how nice this was. I figured that it wouldn't be too hard to get used to this now that everything was out there in the open between the four of us. For almost the next two hours, all of us made sweet love, routinely changing positions and occasionally changing partners until each one had been with everyone else at least once. Unlike the last few sessions, there was nothing wild and crazy about this time, just passion and love. In the end, I ended up cumming deep inside Riley's pussy while my wife and Riley had each experienced two orgasms and my step-daughter had an amazing four. Although we had not shared the love in anything more than couples, the presence of all of us in one bed made the entire experience hotter. Once we seemed to all be finished, the four of us snuggled together in one large mass on the bed and gently fell asleep together in a large embrace. The next morning we awoke and following breakfast, the boys and I began to pack the vehicles while the women scurried around the cabin doing final checks for remaining items and the last of the clean-up. By about ten o'clock we were completely done and sat down briefly on the patio to have a quick snack and break before hitting the road. Just before we loaded into the vehicles, the two sisters stopped by on their way to the beach to say goodbye one last time. They gave each one of us another friendly hug and kiss goodbye and made us promise to keep in touch with one another. When the playful older girl came around to hug me, her hand ended up on my ass and she appeared to give me a suggestive wink but I figured that I must be assuming things and dismissed it as my imagination. As we began to pile into the cars, Riley suddenly declared "since we're all travelling at the same time now, I don't want you to have to be all alone. I'll go with you...if you don't mind, that is." I hadn't even replied when I received an odd look from both my wife and step-daughter. They looked at each other next and then both of them shrugged their shoulders in resignation. "It will give us a little more room," my wife stated. "Alright, I guess so," I told Riley. We dropped the keys off at the rental office and then got on the road for the six hour long drive expecting to arrive home around dinner time. The first two hours went by with a little chatter between us and mostly listening to the radio. We had been making rather good time when we pulled off at a rest stop area for bathroom breaks. About twenty minutes after we left, the reception got rather bad so Riley fiddled with the radio to find a new station. Finding nothing that she wanted to listen to, she turned the radio off to avoid the static and said "I guess that we'll just have to amuse ourselves." Within a minute or two of the radio being turned off, the conversation turned toward the recent sexual exploration of the girls. She shared with me a bit of the history between her and my step-daughter, which apparently went back almost nine months. As she spoke, I could see her excitement rise and then she placed her hand on my thigh like she had the evening before. This time it didn't last long though, before the hand shifted from my thigh directly onto my lap. As she continued to talk about sex, she rubbed my dick through my pants and I could feel it swelling. I got hard enough that I had to shift around a bit to avoid getting uncomfortable. She noticed and said "let me help with that." I heard and felt her undo the button fly of my jeans and then she reached into my pants unabashedly. Her hand fished around, finding the opening in my boxers, grabbing a firm hold on my cock, and manipulating it out of the multiple layers of clothing until it was fully exposed. "Is that better," she asked as she gave the full length of my shaft a few slow strokes. Without even waiting for an answer, she resumed the conversation, getting somewhat graphic in the details of her exploits with my step-daughter, and more recently, my wife. The entire time that she was speaking to me, she slowly stroked my dick, masterfully keeping it rock hard and throbbing without pushing me over the edge into orgasm. Once she had finished telling me about the escapades that I was unaware of, she began to recap the items either with just me or all of us that she had enjoyed the most, and why. She continued for about another half hour before letting go of my dick, causing me to groan slightly in protest. I watched out of the corner of my eye as she released her seatbelt and then unbuttoned and unzipped her khaki shorts, pushing them down a little to reveal the lace top and silk of a pair of light pink panties. After securing her seatbelt back in place again, her right hand went down the front of the panties and her left one took a hold of my dick again. It didn't take long before I could hear the sound of her fingers squishing inside of her and the cab of my truck smelled of sex. Riley began to question me about my favorite things and how I had enjoyed the kinkier items that the girls had done with me. Listening to me tell her that I had really enjoyed experiencing new things with them appeared to excite her immensely. I commented that I had particularly enjoyed the foursome with all three ladies, having never experienced more than two on one before. I also told her that I was surprised at how much I had enjoyed the anal stimulation that both girls had been giving me. "I thought that you might like that," she said. "Most guys are never willing to try it and realize how enjoyable it can be, or so I've been told. I know it feels good to us women; at least when you have a man who will take his time like you do." We continued to talk about sex while she played with both of us and I felt like I was constantly being held on the brink of orgasm. It was getting terribly bad when I saw my wife's turn signal flash as we passed a sign for an approaching rest stop. I commented to Riley that I thought we were getting ready to pull over again. "Good," she replied. I could hear her fingers increase in the tempo of playing in her wet folds and she leaned her head down onto my lap. She gave a few quick licks at the head of my dick and then swiftly took the whole shaft into her mouth and throat. She sucked like her life depended on it and I was glad that we were slowing down on the ramp to the stop so that I could maintain control of the truck. She moaned deeply around my cock as she came all over her fingers and pumped fiercely until only a moment later, I came forcefully in her mouth. She quickly swallowed it down, licked her fingers clean, and then tucked me back into my pants. She fixed her own attire just as we were pulling into the trailer parking spots. She thanked me as she got out of the truck with a grin on her face and walked over to my step-daughter, giggling a little as they headed to the restrooms. When they returned, my step-daughter declared "I'm going to ride with Dad on the last leg. You can ride with Mom and the boys, Riley." She then hopped into the cab of my truck without waiting for an answer. Once everyone was back into the vehicles we got back onto the road for the last few hours of the drive. Almost immediately, I found myself confronted by the young woman next to me. "So...I can see that you two have had a nice drive so far," she said with a thick note of sarcasm. "Yeah, I guess," I replied. "Traffic has been fairly light." "That's not what I mean," she countered. "I can still smell her..." I chose to say nothing in reply so she continued. "I don't mind, you know. Actually, I find it really hot that the two of you are having so much fun. She's the one that got me thinking about you in the first place. Then, after she found out that we were screwing around, she told me that she began to think about you sexually as well and asked me to try and set something up between the two of you. The two of us are very close, if you know what I mean, Dad," she said with a wink. "I do not regret for even one moment what you and I have done. Now that Mom is in the know, I intend to keep going even more until we no longer can because of college and even then, I do get breaks from school, you know..." "There are so many things that I want to try," she continued. "Not to mention the fact that there are a lot of things that we have done that I have really enjoyed and want to do some more with you, Mom, Riley, or a combination of us. Maybe we can even talk about selecting someone else to join our fun if we wanted to do even more. After a few more minutes of talk, she took my arm and put it around her shoulder leaning in, against my chest. Her hand slid under my shirt and she gently played with my chest hair until a short while later I could tell that she had fallen asleep. She remained that way until we were almost home and I nudged her awake. As we got near our home, my wife called to tell me that she was going to stop and pick up some take out for all of us and I saw her signal for the exit before ours. We continued on and the others arrived only about 5 minutes after we had parked the boat back into its spot, disconnected the trailer, and gone inside, leaving most of our things in the truck figuring that they would be fine until later. All six of us, now reunited ate dinner in the comfort of our home before my wife said that it was time to bring Riley home. The young woman said her good-byes, lingering a moment with me and thanking us profusely for such an enjoyable time and commented that she couldn't wait until we got together again. As she said it, she gave a sly look to both my wife and me. Somewhat sadly for me, the three women departed but I knew that this would definitely not be the end of things so I chose not to allow myself to be too disheartened by her departure.

I was sitting in my living room watching some TV one night when my cell phone rang. I saw on the caller ID that it was Connie, an ex-girlfriend of mine. To say I was surprised would be a bit of an understatement. We hadn’t really spoken very much since we broke up. She had married some guy Jay that I’d never met and we never stayed in touch. Bewildered and confused, I decided to answer the call anyways since it wasn’t like I had anything better going on. “Hello?” “Hi, is this Chris?” “Connie? Haven’t heard from you in forever.” “Oh my god, it is you. I wasn’t sure if you changed your number. I figured I’d give it a shot and try my luck. How have you been?” “Um, good I guess. Not a lot going on just keeping up with work and all since Jessie broke up with me.” “Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that. I can’t believe she broke up with you. You’re such a great guy. What happened?” “Yeah, I’m not really sure. Probably some other guy at work. I knew she was kind of slutty when we started dating but took my chances anyway. Not a big deal. It wasn’t going anywhere serious.” “Well, I’m glad you’re not all torn up about it. I’ll tell you what, why don’t you come by the house for dinner tomorrow with me and my husband. It would be great to see you and catch up. You can meet Jay. I’m sure you two will probably hit it off.” “Yeah, I’m not so sure about that. I’m not really digging the idea of meeting my ex’s husband.” “Oh, don’t be such a prude. It will be fine. Come on, I’m sure you still love lasagna. I’ll make some for you.” “Alright, what the hell? What time?” “Great! Seven o’clock. I’ll text you the address! See you then!” “What the hell is going on here?” I thought to myself. Why would an ex-girlfriend be bringing me over to meet her husband and have dinner? That’s pretty bizarre. The next day started off pretty normal. I went to the gym, went to work, had my lunch, then headed home after a long day. At five o’clock, my phone buzzed to remind me about dinner with Connie and her husband Jay. This was going to be a god awful night. What the hell made me say yes? I started to think back to when Connie and I were dating and it hit me! ******** Several years back, I was dating this bubbly blonde girl named Connie. Her long, straight blonde hair was always bouncing and swaying when she was giggling and having fun with her friends. That’s what had caught my attention in the first place. Once I put my eyes on her, what kept my attention were those gorgeous big tits that she had. I had my fair share of busty women but her tits were just amazing. They were full and round, bouncy and perky, and when she wore tank tops, her cleavage was always threatening to push out over the top of it and she pranced about with her bubbly little self. I managed to chat her up and we started dating. After the first couple of dates, I finally managed to get my hands and lips on those gorgeous tits of hers. They felt even better than I had imagined. They were the kind of tits that always held their place even without a bra. Sure they bounced when she was getting fucked really hard but always returned to their place nice and high on her chest when you stopped. I never could stop myself from cumming on those sexy tits of hers. Easily put more loads on her there than I did everywhere else combined. As if that wasn’t enough, she was a pro at sucking cock. Now, I’m not the most well endowed man out there but I have a sizable dick. When it’s hard like steel, it stands at a very proud nine inches and has pretty good girth to it. She loved handling my cock with her hands and mouth. She would start off really slow by licking her way up my entire shaft until she reached the head and then swirl her tongue around the tip. She would lick the underside of my fat mushroom head and then suck the tip into her mouth. Not just put the tip in her mouth, literally suck it into her like it’s the last source of air on the planet. Her lips would be halfway around my knob and she would suck deep and hard until her lips were sealed just below the glands. This was all just to get started. She’ll reach down with one hand and cup my balls, massaging them, rolling them around her fingers all while the other hand is stroking up and down my shaft. This girl was a pro. Not sure how many times she practiced this but she definitely knew her way around a big cock. She would then start bobbing her head up and down, slowly taking more of my shaft into her mouth, the tip working its way to the back until it reached her throat. Spit would be running down the sides of my cock while her hand pumped stroked the rest of the length. Connie would then keep sucking on my cock, pressing the back of it to her throat and start to swallow, taking me into her throat. Fuck! I found a real winner. Connie really knew how to handle a big dick unlike any other woman I had ever had. Right before I thought I was about to finish, Connie would clamp down on the base of my shaft and firmly squeeze my balls. Not to cause pain, but to edge me. Work me up to the very edge of cumming and then ease me off the cliff making me last longer. She would later tell me that she loved sucking cock. That’s why she always edged me. Connie wanted it to last and guys always came in her mouth too soon. She wanted to feel those big, hard cocks in her mouth until she was satisfied and then she would let them cum. She wasn’t kidding. A couple of times, she edged me for over 30 minutes sucking on my cock. When Connie was finally ready for me to cum in her mouth, she was determined to get every last drop out of me. She would lick and suck on the knob while stroking feverishly on my shaft. Her tongue would be going wild on the tip, licking the glands, swirling around it, sucking and slurping on it hard. Then Connie would hold the cock steady right as it started to throb and expand again. She knew when you were going to cum and she didn’t want to miss a drop. She would keep a hand holding the base firmly and the other stroking and milking your cock for all it was worth until I unloaded, lips closed tightly around the tip, sucking so hard she even left a hickie a few times. When she had my cum flying into her mouth, you would have thought she was tasting milk of the gods from heaven. The look of pure pleasure on her face as I started to cum in her mouth was indescribable other than pure bliss. I could swear she’s had orgasms just from sucking cum out of my cock. I think Connie enjoyed sucking cock more than she ever did actually having sex. Yes, those memories are what made me agree to go to her house to have dinner. ******** Thinking back to the days I had dated Connie, I got home, showered, and got dressed to drive over to her house. I didn’t want to get too dressy and be awkward so I just threw on some casual slacks and a short sleeve button up shirt. I wanted to look nice but not come across as trying really hard. That would just make things weird and awkward seeing an ex-girlfriend for the first time in many years and meeting her husband. I showed up to their house at seven on the dot. They had a pretty nice house, a good part of town in a well-to-do neighborhood. I wouldn’t have called it a mansion but it was clear they did ok. Nice cars in the driveway and well-manicured yard. Maybe this was just her wanting to show me how well she had done for herself despite me breaking up with her after moving away when I was done with college. It wouldn’t be the first time an ex tried to spite me. To be honest, I had been a bit of a dick when I was younger. Connie was now probably going to pull out her husband’s monster cock in front of me to shame me even more. I parked on the street and walked up to the house. I rang the doorbell and just waited patiently for a bit until I heard the door click and it started to open. There she was, the bust blonde beauty I remembered from college, gorgeous tits and all. Connie was wearing this white blouse, top three buttons undone showing off that great cleavage I remembered so fondly. I could just see the tops of a black lace bra that she had on. That was followed by a skirt kindly hugging her motherly hips and a pair of stockings and heels. She was a little heavier than when I had known her but surely that was due to the married life and I’m sure kids. I doubt her husband wasted any time getting his dick in her as often as he could. She still looked fucking amazing after all of these years though. “Hi Chris, come on in,” she said rather excitedly. “So nice to see you again.” Once I got through the threshold, she pulled me in for a nice big hug which I gladly reciprocated. I let my hands linger and wander a bit, feeling across her lower back and brushing over her ass. Yes, I’m a bit of a perv. So sue me. Just as my hands were brushing across her ass, my eyes went up and met the gaze of her husband, watching rather sternly as I got a quick feel of his wife. I don’t think he really approved but he wasn’t making any sudden moves to get me to stop. I just smiled at him and lingered a bit more. I did say I was a bit of a dick, didn’t I? If I’m here to get shown up by my ex, I may as well enjoy myself a little bit, right? Eventually, Connie did pull away from me, probably once she felt the bulge in my pants pressing against her thigh. We made a little small talk, she introduced me to her husband Jay, and we proceeded into the dining room. Connie’s sexy big ass was leading the way, my eyes locked on it as it bounced and swayed in front of me. Jay was walking beside me, I’m sure very well aware of what I was looking at making my way through the house. After a bit more catching up, we sat for dinner and Connie brought out her wonderful lasagna. It was one of my favorites from back in college. Her mother had taught her this recipe when she was young and I think it was one of the things she used to hook men, as if her blowjobs weren’t enough. Fuck, what good blowjobs! We sat and talked and ate for about an hour. The whole time, I kept staring at her gorgeous tits in that blouse of hers. She’d adjust her shirt from time to time and I’d catch more glimpses of the upper parts of her breasts and her black lace bra. I’d look up and see Jay sitting there looking at me ogling his wife not saying a word about it. What was with this guy? I’d be pissed as hell if my wife’s ex was just gocking at her like this. Did he really not care? After a while, I found myself having a bit of fun with it. I would openly stare at her tits and then look right over at him and smile that knowing smile a guy gives you when he’s had your woman before. He knows exactly what she likes and knows how to give it to her and he’s right there with her, right in front of you. Once we were done with dinner, Connie offered some drinks out in the living room which I accepted. The least I could do is get more images of those tits in my head so I could go home and beat off thinking about her. I sat on the large sofa, Jay sat on a recliner opposite from me, no doubt to keep an eye on me. Connie served the drinks, handed the first one to Jay and then sat next to me on the couch offering me one and keeping one for herself. It was a three person sofa, I was sitting at one of the ends, and she had elected to sit in the middle, arm propped up on the back and leaning over towards me. This gave me a great view down her short to those magnificent tits. As we kept chatting, sharing stories and memories, she’d occasionally lean over and slap my leg playfully, always opening up her shirt to me more. I was loving this so far. Her husband Jay just sat in his recliner watching us as we chatted and sipped on our drinks. Phew! She made some strong drinks. It wasn’t long until I felt a little bit of a buzz. In my slightly diluted state, I figured I’d see how far I could take this little game. As Connie kept talking, I stopped pretending. I was full on staring at her tits, only providing short, blanket answers to whatever she was rambling on about. Occasionally, I would love over at Jay, his eyes locked on me staring at his wife’s tits, and giving him a little smirk. When Connie would keep reaching over and slapping my thigh, her hand started to linger more, her hits coming closer and closer to my shaft that was now firmly printing in my slack. There couldn’t have been a person in the room who didn’t know I was starting to get hard as my cock started to harden against my length and tighten my slacks. Once Connie’s fingers started to brush the tip of it with her playful little slap, I knew there was something more going on here. I looked over at Jay, his eyes locked on me, then looked over at Connie as she continued rambling on about some girl we both knew in college. Without thinking it completely through, I reached a hand up and slid it into Connie’s blouse and firmly grabbed the top of one of her tits. Mmmmm, just as soft and nice as I remembered them. Connie jumped, startled by my boldness, mouth agape in disbelief. I looked over at Jay and said “So, Jay, is this what you’ve been waiting for? Did you want to see me feel your wife’s tits?” He just sat there in stone cold silence looking at me, a bit of worry set in his eyes, a bit unsure of himself. “Chris, what are you doing?” Connie asked. She made no attempt to pull away or remove my hand from her breast. “Oh come on, Connie.” I said. “Let’s not be so coy, shall we?” I grabbed her wrist and brought it onto my cock, placing it firmly on the middle of my shaft. “I’m sure you remember him from our old days in college.” I looked at her face and saw her blush, her timid hand still resting on my cock. She bit her lip and then inhaled deeply, slowly squeezing my fat cock through my pants. “Oh my god, I almost forgot how big you were.” I set my drink down on the coffee table and made myself at home. Clearly, this was going to go anywhere that I wanted it to and neither of them were going to do any less than exactly that. I slipped my second hand into her blouse, pushing her tits up and out of her shirt still held back by her bra. I gave them a firm squeeze before dropping my mouth to them starting to suck and kiss her breasts. While I keep my attention focused on Connie’s breasts, I look over at Jay and give him a sly smirk. “I’m sure going to enjoy playing with these again” I say, now practically mauling her nice, big, full breasts. Connie’s hand is still resting on my cock, starting to squeeze it harder, starting to stroke me through my slacks. I keep my eyes on Jay as he watches me play with his wife’s tits, sucking, kissing and biting what should be his. He reaches a hand down to adjust himself and I notice that he’s no competition for what’s being contained in my pants. Based on his bulge he’s maybe four inches, five at best. Connie almost certainly hasn’t had a big, fat cock stretching her pussy out for a long time. That’s when I got my wicked idea. I stood up, briefly pulling myself away from her tits and grabbed Connie’s hands, pulling her to her feet, her tits still hanging out over her blouse but in her bra. “Let’s take this upstairs” I say. “Lead the way, Connie”. She hesitates for a minute and looks over at Jay who doesn’t say anything, just playing with his little dick through his pants. Without any protests from her husband, she starts heading for the stairs pulling my hand. I look back and Jay doesn’t move. I say to him “What’s the matter, Jay? Don’t you want to watch your wife get stuffed with a big, fat cock?” I feel Connie’s hand tremble at the mention of my cock. Jay quickly stands and starts following us up the stairs. Connie is leading the way in front of us, holding my hand, taking the stairs easily, gripping the hand rail, noticeably unsteady on her high heels. It occurs to me that she probably doesn’t wear them often. Maybe she just wore them to be a tease. She probably remembers how much I like seeing heels on a woman and often had her wear them back in college. Her ass is practically in my face and I can’t help myself. I reach out and smack it, following that up with a firm squeeze. I look back at Jay again and say “That ass is going to look so good riding on my cock. Just wait and see.” Connie gets to the top of the stairs and pushes open the first door on the right. “Come in here, this is our guest room.” “Oh no, my dear,” I say. “We’re going to your bedroom.” She looks at me, this time more confidence in her eyes. “I’m really going to enjoy this,” she says. “It’s been so long since I’ve had a big cock.” Almost like an excited little school girl, she pulls me and hurries along to their bedroom, Jay and me in tow. We walk into her bedroom and I take a quick look around. I see a seat off to the side of the room. “Jay, go sit over there,” I tell him. “You’ll have a great view of what I’m about to do to your wife.” I looked over at Connie and she was about to start undoing the rest of the buttons on her blouse. “Stop. I want little cock Jay over there to watch me do every bit of this to you.” Connie gets this devilish grin on her face, anticipation and desire building up in her eyes. Jay takes his seat off to the side as I start walking up to Connie. That look on her face was priceless, biting her lower lip, shallow rapid breaths, a fire in her eyes that I remembered so fondly. I’m standing at the side of the bed and pull her into me for a kiss. Her arms instantly wrap around me, craving what is yet to come. I kiss her deeply, hands running all over her back, reaching down to squeeze her ass, pressing those gorgeous tits against my chest. She moans into my mouth and I open my eyes to look over her shoulder. Jay is sitting there, watching intently and anxiously, still rubbing his little dick through his pants. I pull away from kissing Connie and hold her firmly by her hips. I spin her around to look at Jay, her back against me. I pulled her back against my body, my cock now pressed firmly against her ass. I start kissing her neck as Connie begins to moan a little louder. My hands move up her body from her hips, caressing the sides of her body, then reaching up to squeeze her tits again. “This tits feels so amazing, Jay. Your wife’s tits are just as good as I remember them”, I say, looking over Connie’s shoulder and smiling at Jay. My hands move down over her stomach, reaching her buttons and I start to slowly undo them. Connie is running one of her hands through my hair as I keep kissing her neck. She’s leaning back against me and reaches back with her free hand to rub my shaft through my slacks. “Oh my god, I can’t wait to have this big cock in me again. My husband is so much smaller than you”. I open up her blouse all of the way and pull it off of her shoulders. I reach behind her and quickly undo her bra, letting it fall away as her big tits come out into both Jay’s and my view. My hands reach up once again to rub them, squeeze them, and tug on her nipples. “Oh, Chris. You always knew how to turn me and make me wet for that big cock of yours.” Jay’s eyes are fixed on my hands while I’m playing with his wife’s tits. “You like watching this, don’t you, Jay? Sitting over there and playing with your little cock while I play with your wife.” I slide my hands down Connie’s stomach and reach down for the hem of her skirt. I start tugging it up her legs and over her sexy, wide hips, finally bunching it up around her waist. Now one less piece of fabric between me and that sexy ass of hers. My left hand reaches back down and slides into the front of her panties as I look up and see Jay’s anxious eyes aimed at his wife’s crotch. “Well, I guess that’s not fair is it?” I say. “Little cock Jay needs to see what I’m doing to his wife”. I pull her panties to the side and let Jay set his eyes on Connie’s pussy as my fingers make contact with it. Connie’s moans start to get louder, her grip on my cock more firm, her other hand starting to tug on my hair. My cock has now grown into a steel rod, straining hard against my slacks. My fingers are slowly working circles over her pussy lips and clit, sliding up and down her slit, applying pressure to her clit, then working them back down towards her hole, teasing her slowly while my other hand continues its assault on her tits. “I’m going to do nasty things to your wife’s tight little pussy, Jay. I’m going to stretch so much your little dick won’t even touch the sides going in.” “Stop fucking teasing me already. I need that fat cock” Connie says. She pushes herself away from my grip, turns herself around to face me and practically rips away my shirt, snapping a couple of buttons off in her haste. She gets down on her knees working feverishly on my belt and pants, trying to reach inside and pull my big cock out. She can’t pull it out over the top, huffs in frustration, then tugs my pants down to the floor. “Oh fuck yes, that’s the cock I’ve been waiting for” she says as my dick finally free from its confines bobs in her face. She wraps her right hand around the base, pointing it up at the ceiling and in true good old Connie fashion, starts massaging my balls with the other hand as she starts licking from the base all the way up my shaft. She licks every side of my cock, covering it in spit, then swirls her tongue around the tip just before setting her lips on top of my knob. This is definitely the girl I remember. Connie starts sucking on my tip, applying deep suction until my tip slips past her lips. Her lips now firmly sealed around my mushrooms, she starts wrapping her tongue around it, slurping and stroking just like I remember her doing all of those years ago. Connie’s other hand is firmly rubbing my balls as she keeps working on the rest of my fat cock. “Oh fuck, I always loved the way you sucked my cock, Connie. Isn’t she great, Jay?” Connie looks over her shoulder at her husband and says “I could never suck his little dick like this, I need a big cock in my mouth.” She returns her attention to my cock and keeps sucking firmly while she strokes my long, hard and fat shaft, slurping sounds escaping her mouth. Connie is moaning around my dick like she always did driving me so close to the edge. It has only been about a minute and I was almost ready to blow my load in her mouth. Connie never missed a beat. She clamped one hand on the base of my cock, applied a little more pressure on my balls, and just liked that backed me off the edge so she could get back to work. I moved my hips a bit to the side, Connie’s mouth and hands staying with me the full time. I wanted to be sure Jay had a good view of his wife being such a slut for a big, fat cock, her sucking it for everything she was worth just like back in college. Her spit was starting to run down the sides of my shaft as she kept slurping on the tip and sucking her. Connie was using that as more lubrication to stroke me faster and harder, now wanting to work me up to the edge. “Show Jay how a real cock cums in a whores mouth” she said. That was all it took for me. She sealed those lips around the head again, pumped furiously on my shaft and lifted my balls almost as if to coax the cum out of them. I looked over at Jay and grunted loudly, wanting to be sure he knew I was cumming in his wife’s mouth right then and there. When I looked at him, he had pulled his little dick out of his zipper and was stroking himself with a couple of his fingers, not having a lot to play with. I grabbed Connie’s head and pushed my cock to the back of her throat, first blasting the insides of her mouth with cum and then relishing the washing waves of a massive orgasm with my tip seated firmly in her throat with Connie never letting up. I thought she was done but boy was I wrong. Connie backed her mouth up from my cock until only the tip was in her mouth again. She kept rubbing my heavy sack and stroking my shaft, unrelenting in her pursuit. “God damn, Connie. You got ever drop,” I said. She looks up at me and says “Mmmmm, I know and it tasted so good. Now you have to stay hard so you can show Jay how a real cock fucks a tight little pussy like mine.” This woman was going to drive me insane. I looked up at Jay again and said “You hear that, Jay? Your wife wants this big, fat cock to stretch her pussy. She’s just not getting enough from your little prick”. Connie kept sucking until she was satisfied then finally pulled her mouth away from my dick, leaning up to kiss me. I never really liked kissing a girl after popping a fresh load of cum in her mouth but this seemed to excite her so I went with it. I could still taste a little bit of it on her tongue as she swirled it into my mouth and at that moment, I frankly didn’t care. This woman was a vixen, knew what she wanted and by God she was going to get it. Connie still had her hand working my shaft as she kissed me, me looking over her shoulder again watching little Jay play with his little toy and smiling at him. I sat on the edge of the bed, finally kicking off my shoes and freeing myself from my pants. Connie was about to mount me, getting ready to straddle me with her legs on either side. I pushed her back and said “Oh no, Jay needs to have a good view of your pussy getting stretched over this fat cock.” She got such a dirty look on her face as she twirled her body around, her hair bouncing and flinging about just as I remembered back to those days in college. I spread her legs wide, held her hips, and slowly lowered her onto my engorged tip. Jay’s eyes lit up and he feverishly went to town on his little dick as my cock started to part Connie’s lips. Her lips slowly engulfed my tip which found its way to her entrance. “Oh fuck, I can already remember exactly what this is going to feel like” she said, feeling the pressure against her pussy. Connie reached down with one of her hands and spread her pussy lips open. “Get a good look at this, Jay. This is what a real cock looks like going into a pussy.” With that, she let all of her weight drop on top of my cock plunging it deep into her pussy. “OH FUCK! THAT COCK FEELS SO GOOD STRETCHING MY PUSSY!” Connie is almost losing her mind at this point, instantly gushing all over my shaft and balls. Jay’s eyes are locked on the scene before him, a big fat cock plunged deep into his wife’s pussy. Connie’s pussy stretched tightly around my shaft. My hands holding his wife’s hips. He instantly cums as soon as my entire shaft is absorbed by his wife’s pussy. He shoots cum all over his pants and hand, jerking his little dick like his life depended on it. Connie looks up at him and says “Oh your poor little fucker. You haven’t seen anything yet. Come on, Chris. Fuck this pussy with that big cock of yours like I know you can.” I grab Connie’s hips and ease her off my cock a few inches, giving me some room to work. I start thrusting my hips in and out of her pussy hard, fast and deep. Connie begins to wail, leaning forward, ass back, hands on her knees holding herself up as I keep assaulting her from below. I look over at Jay again, cum smeared all over his little dick and hand, still rubbing his limp dick watching intently as my fat shaft strokes in and out of his wife. “Oh fuck, I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum. Fuck, I’m going to cum all over your fat cock! AHHHHHH!”. Connie lets loose a torrent of juice spraying all over my shaft and the floor and bed beneath us. She collapses back onto me, relishing in the afterglow of an intense orgasm and breathing heavily as she lays on top of me with my hard cock still firmly inside of her. “Fuck, I haven’t cum that hard since the last time you fucked me. I just love your big cock”. She reaches down and strokes over her pussy, my shaft, then running her fingers over my balls. “Looks like someone needs a little cleaning” , noticing her juices completely covered me. She gets up, taking a moment to steady herself, looking up at Jay and says, “I fucking hope you learned something from that.” Connie then proceeds to her knees and starts her usual manipulations of my cock and balls. This time, she starts at the tip and works her way down my shaft, licking up all of her juices from me. She moves further down to my balls, sucking them into her mouth and cleaning them with a nice tongue bath. Noticing a few trickles of juice further down, she starts working her tongue past my taint. Not one to impede a ladies progress, I put my legs up in the air, laying flat on my back as this sexy woman starts licking back and forth from my balls to my asshole. I reach up to hold my legs and steady them while Connie spreads me and starts tonguing my asshole. She always did that so well. She was really working herself in there, keeping my balls up with one hand and stroking me with the other. I take a peak over her head, Jay still sitting there watching intently and rubbing his flaccid little dick, barely able to use two fingers on it. He wasn’t even average when he was hard but he was tiny when he was soft. “I bet she never does anything like this for you, does she Jay?” I say to him over the top of his wife’s head. He just lowers his head in shame and shakes it back and forth. Once Connie is satisfied cleaning me, she stands herself up and looks over at Jay. “He’ll never fuck me good enough with that pathetic little thing for me to even think about doing him any favors. Now get up, Chris and shove that big cock in me some more.” She jumps on the bed, getting on all fours, being sure to face her husband. She spread her legs out giving me plenty of room to get in behind her. Her hands are pressed firmly into the mattress getting ready for what’s about to come. Her big, gorgeous tits hanging like pendulums. I slide in behind her and rub my tip up and down her lips a couple of times making sure she’s nice and wet for me. I put my mushroom head against her opening and grab her hips, looking up at Jay sitting there in shame. I lock eyes with him, hold onto Connie’s hips firmly, then thrust forward shoving my entire cock into her pussy all at one time, pulling her hips back to meet my thrust. Connie screams from excitement, relishing in the feeling of having her pussy filled again with a big, fat cock. “Fuck, I missed having such a big dick around. I love the way my pussy feels when it’s filled.” I pulled my hips back slowly, guiding my shaft away from her pussy until just the tip was inside her before ramming it right back into Connie. “UGH!” yelled Connie. “Fuck yes! Deep and hard is how I like it.” I took slow strokes out then rammed my cock back into her, making a big show of slowly pulling my hips back before ramming my cock back into Jay’s wife’s pussy. After doing this about fifteen times, Connie looks back at me and says “Quit teasing Jay you bastard and fuck me with that thick cock like you mean it”. Music to my ears. I grabbed her hips and started pumping my shaft into her like a piston on a race car giving her everything I had. Connie bent over below me, dropping her head to the mattress, arching her back and pressing her ass back to meet each of my thrusts. This woman wanted a good hard fuck and she was going to get it. Her tits were swinging back and forth, still tight and form not sagging enough to meet the mattress. She clearly did not spend any amount of time without a bra on holding those puppies up. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face up, making sure Jay could see the expression on her face as I continued pounding deep and hard into her pussy. Connie’s mouth was agape, eyes shut tightly, uttering only sounds at this point as the sound of flesh hitting flesh filled the room. Over and over again her pussy gushed all over my shaft, cumming repeatedly from my assault on her pussy. The bed was getting soaked with her pussy juice feeling it dampen under my knees. I got this evil thought of her making him sleep in it, right where I had fucked his wife. I pulled back harder on her hair, her chest lifting up and back arching more. I pulled her back against my chest because I just needed to get my hands on those tits again. I reached around her and looked at Jay with a smile on my face while he watched me squeeze Connie’s tits and continued pounding her pussy. “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” Connie screams out almost in despair from another orgams, her body shaking and legs quivering as I keep laying it on. Her pussy clamps down around my cock and sends me right over the edge. There was no holding back this time, no edging and no teasing. I thought about pulling out and cumming on her ass but where would the fun be in that. I lock eyes with Jay again, taking a couple more long, hard and deep thrusts into Connie’s pussy before burying myself to the hilt and making a show of filling her pussy with my load. “Oh fuck I can feel your cock throbbing inside of me. Feels so good when you cum in my pussy.” If my actions weren’t clear enough I was filling his wife’s pussy with cum, Connie sure as hell let him know. I let go of Connie’s body and she collapses forward, well spent and well fucked. I pull myself out of her looking down at her gorgeous ass and a little bit of cum seeping from her pussy lips. I walk into the bathroom and see two towels sitting on the rack labeled “His” and “Hers”. What cheesy fucks? I think to myself. I reach for “His” towel and wipe Connie’s pussy juice and my cum off onto the towel before tossing it onto the sink leaving no doubt what it was used for. I walk back into the room taking deep, long breaths worn out from that great fuck and start putting my clothes on. I look up to see Connie’s sitting on the edge of the bed, legs spread wide open, holding Jay’s mouth to her pussy. “Mmmmmm, yes, that’s it baby. Clean his cum out of my pussy.” What the hell did I walk into? I wondered, not having a whole lot of personal experience with this. I finish getting dressed, a couple of buttons missing from my shirt and look back at the scene before me, Jay still lapping away sucking my cum out of Connie’s pussy. Connie’s head is tilted back loving every second of it. I shrug my shoulders and head for the door. I don’t know if this is a regular thing for them but if it is, I’m sure I’ll get another call

My wife is tied to the bed and ‘forced’ to watch. I fuck our friend Lexi in front of her while she’s bound. After some humiliation, Lexi and I untie her and pleasure her together. I must warn you that you will read about concepts of wife humiliation (some may consider it degradation), anal, asslicking (on a girl), cuckquean, and vaginal felching. If you don’t dig these things, then please do not read. If so, then please enjoy. As always everyone: A cuckold or cuckquean fantasy should ALWAYS be done with the consent of the one who is being cuckolded or cuckqueaned. You and your significant other should decide this on your own with much communication and understanding. When you hide this from your significant other and act upon it, that’s when it’s wrong, it is hurtful and scarring. Merry Christmas everyone (or Happy Holidays). *** Last year’s Christmas was one of the wildest ones I’ve ever had, if not the wildest. I had returned home with some marshmallows and candy canes. I was going to make some hot cocoa. These were the items that I was missing. I had the rest of the necessary ingredients. When I opened the door I saw a note hanging in front of me. It read ‘Put on the hat and come get some cookies.’ I looked to my left to see a Santa hat hanging on the coat hanger. I smiled and thought to myself, ‘Jenny what are you up to?’ I put the bag down to remove my shoes. When I finished taking them off, I picked the bag back up and took the hat to put it on. I assumed that the cookies were in the kitchen, so I walked over there with the bag of marshmallows and candy canes. I placed the bag on the counter and looked around. To my disappointment there were no cookies. ‘Hmm, living room?’ Score. I found the cookies. There was a plate on the table with two cookies and a glass of chocolate milk. Personally, I can’t drink milk plain. Of course, Jenny knows this and made it into chocolate. Each of the cookies had one chocolate chip in the center. I was guessing that Jenny wanted them to look like boobs. I took a bite and chewed; it was delicious. I drank the chocolate milk and was not met with disappointment. As I was finishing up with the first cookie, I felt a hand rubbing my groin. It had a green glove on. Jenny pressed her body against my back. I smiled and said, “The cookies are delicious baby.” I turned my head, but Jenny’s other hand stopped me. She grabbed me by the chin to hold it in place. She let go and pointed to the other cookie. She was signaling for me to finish. I picked up the other cookie and took a bite. While I did this, she used both her hands to unbuckle my belt. She unbuttoned my jeans and unzipped the zipper. I felt her hand snake its way into my underwear. She began to play with my cock as I ate the second cookie and drank more of the chocolate milk. I don’t know about any of you reading, but I tend to lose my appetite when I get horny. I did my best to finish the milk and cookie so I can start playing with Jenny. I was halfway through the cookie when I felt Jenny’s other hand reach lower to play with my balls. She gently fondled them while she stroked my now semi-erect cock. “Mmm, that feels so good baby.” She pressed her nose against my back and inhaled. She gave my back a kiss and rubbed her face on it affectionately. Once I finished, I turned around. To my surprise, it wasn’t my wife who was stroking me… “Lexi?!” “Hehe, surprise.” Lexi is a friend of ours. She’s a lovely brunette with a B cup. She’s half white, half Japanese, and has a tight ass. In contrast, my wife Jenny is a beautiful blonde with a D cup. She has the most beautiful blue eyes and a lovely ass. It isn’t as tight as Lexi’s but I don’t care. It’s tits I love the most, despite the fact that I love giving Jenny rimjobs. As for me, I’m just an ordinary guy with black hair, brown eyes, and brown skin. I’m half white half Pacific Islander. Don’t ask me what specifically. I have too many ethnicities in me to list. My cock’s seven inches, but very thick. Our friend Lexi has had a couple of threesomes with me and Jenny. There were only two things that we would do if Lexi joins us: cuckquean humiliation or a mutual threesome between the three of us. Lexi was wearing a sexy green elf outfit. Her hands had silky green over the elbow gloves. For her shoes, she had green high heels with pointy ends that curled upwards at the toe box. Her socks were white over the knee socks with green stripes. For her body, it was a one piece Christmas dress. It was green to match her gloves, socks, and shoes. Her dress was technically a skirt with its length. If it was any higher, I’d be able to see her underwear…assuming she was even wearing any. I asked her, “Jenny’s tied up isn’t she?” “We better go upstairs Santa ,” She caressed my chest. “ Mrs. Claus is waiting for us.” “That’s a nice outfit.” “Thanks, I got it at a good price.” Lexi appreciated my notice of her costume knowing that it was going to come off soon. She walked away from me and towards the stairs. She swayed her ass for me and climbed the first couple of steps. Her back was facing me, but she looked over her shoulder to ask, “Well aren’t you gonna follow me?” She smiled at me while lifting her skirt. It turned out that she wasn’t wearing panties after all. She grabbed her left butt cheek with her left hand and pulled. She exposed her pussy and asshole to me while asking in an innocent tone, “You mean to say you don’t want this Santa? ” “Ho, ho, ho, how could I say no?” Lexi raised her brow and stayed quiet for a moment. She was trying to compute what I just said. She found what I said to be corny and dumb. Jenny enjoys it when I’m like that, but Lexi…not as much. Nonetheless, Lexi tensed her asshole so it would wink at me. What I didn’t know was that Jenny told Lexi I liked that. I started walking towards Lexi as I zipped my jeans back up. She let go of her butt cheek and pulled her skirt back down. She began to climb the stairs again. As I climbed the stairs behind her, she purposely climbed slowly so I could enjoy the view. I watched her ass move back and forth with her pussy peaking at me between her legs. When we were upstairs, I noticed the bedroom door was closed. Lexi put her hand on the door knob and looked me in the eyes. “Are you ready to see your wife?” “You know the answer to that.” Lexi smiled at my response and opened the door. We both walked in to find Jenny tied to the bed. She had a Santa hat with a pretty pink bow on it. For her body, she had sexy red lingerie. It was new lingerie that she bought just for the occasion. Her ankles were tied to the bed posts with the Japanese bondage rope we had. Each leg was tied to a bedpost which forced her legs to spread. She was positioned upside down on the mattress. Her feet were where we put our pillows at. Her head was where our feet went when we slept. There were two fluffy handcuffs, one for each wrist. Both of her wrists were cuffed to the bedposts at the posterior end of the bed. Her mouth was gagged with the little gag we used for bondage. The moment Jenny saw us, Lexi grabbed me by the shirt and stuck her tongue in my mouth. She reached into my pants to find my cock. I kissed back, knowing that Jenny would like that. At first, I was very hesitant to the idea, but eventually I noticed that my hesitance was what lessened Jenny’s enjoyment of the cuckquean fantasy. What good is role play if one of you keeps breaking it to ask “are you okay?” So, without hesitation, I reached around and grabbed Lexi’s ass. She undid my jeans and pulled it down with my underwear. I stepped out of them and lifted my shirt. Lexi kissed my chest as I got my shirt off and tossed it to the side. She stroked my cock as we resumed our kissing. I lifted her skirt and reached around to rub her ass with my left hand. I used the pointer of my right hand to rub at her crack. She broke our kiss and suggested, “Why don’t we give Mrs. Claus a closer look?” I agreed and we walked towards the bed. Lexi pointed her ass to Jenny as a means of flaunting. She removed her gloves as I walked over to Jenny. I caressed Jenny’s face and told her “love you baby.” I always tell her this before Lexi and I humiliate her. Call it a waste of time if you want, but I never start the cuckquean fantasy without doing this prior. I walked back to Lexi while she was removing her skirt. She got it off when I faced her. I grabbed her and put my tongue in her mouth. She wrapped her arms around me as I reached down. I played with her ass as our tongues touched. Jenny watched me spread Lexi’s butt cheeks while I made out with her. I rubbed my pointer on Lexi’s asshole. She bit down on my lower lip and tugged on it. Jenny squirmed from this, getting turned on and needing to touch herself. Lexi let go and got to her knees. “I’m gonna show you just how much Mrs. Claus lacks in skill.” Lexi grabbed my cock and gave it a couple of strokes. She licked from the base of my cock all the way up to the tip. When she stopped at the tip, she gave it a bunch of small licks and then repeated the process over and over. She sensually commanded me, “Moan for me baby.” She took my cock in her mouth in one go. Once I felt the wetness and warmth of Lexi’s mouth, I moaned. The look on my face showed Jenny how much I enjoyed the sensation. Lexi worked hard to pleasure me as she deepthroated, gagged, and slurped. She was doing her best to pleasure me while giving Jenny a good show. I moaned to her, “Oh Lexi…it feels so good…you do a better job than Mrs. Claus. ” This was not true, but it was part of the role play. If Jenny’s ever uncomfortable with what we do, we now have safety words to stop. It was to make sure we didn’t confuse genuine pleas with submissive begging while acting out a fantasy. The word ‘green’ means keep going, ‘yellow’ means tone it down, ‘red’ means stop completely because I don’t like it. We even developed safety signals if Jenny’s mouth was gagged, which it was in this case. Lexi released my cock from her oral grip and stroked it with her hand again. “Mmm, Santa , tell me how much better I am than Mrs. Claus. ” Lexi continued to deepthroat me to ensure I answered appropriately. I moaned, telling her that I preferred her mouth because she was more skilled. Those words were getting Jenny hot. She was squirming, hopelessly attempting to escape her bondage. She needed to touch herself and the restrictions of the cuffs and rope only served to make her hornier. If Lexi continued this for a few more minutes, then I would have came. However, she pulled my cock out of her mouth before I could cum. “I’d say it’s time you repaid the favor Santa. ” Lexi climbed on the bed and presented her ass to me. The view was nice and I could tell Jenny was loving her lateral view of what I was about to do. Lexi’s pussy was wet from the role play. I put my nose to her pussy and inhaled deeply. The aroused scent of her pussy was wonderful. I complimented her smell and gave it a quick lick. Lexi moaned from the teasing lick. I spread her pussy with my thumbs and inspected. I wanted to see just how wet her insides were. Lexi was getting impatient and raised her voice at me. “Fucking eat my pussy!” Immediately, I shoved my tongue in her pussy and licked around inside. The only sensation I could focus on was the taste. Whatever secretions were inside I licked up and swallowed it. Lexi purposely emphasized her moans to make Jenny horny for my tongue. I forced my tongue in as much as I could again. Lexi howled and pushed her ass back. This caused my face to move back, but I pushed it forward, trying to go deeper with my tongue. My nose ended up at Lexi’s asshole. As she humped my face, my nose rubbed against it. I inhaled to get the scent of Lexi’s ass. There was a certain smell that it had. It wasn’t something strong and unpleasant, just different . The smell of Lexi’s ass and the taste of her pussy was intoxicating. She decided to use this time to humiliate Jenny. “Mmm yes! Fucking shove it in there! You like this bitch? You like watching your husband tongue fuck me?” Jenny whined and struggled from her bondage. “I bet you’d love to touch yourself right now you sick bitch. You just wanna get off to your husband fucking me don’t you?” Jenny whined again in agreement. She nodded her head to help confirm this. She would probably say “yes” if the gag wasn’t in her mouth. While Lexi was busy degrading Jenny, I took advantage of her distraction and moved my tongue upwards. She broke out of the ‘Santa role play’ for a moment. “I swear Jack, ninety nine point nine percent of the time, you always stick your tongue back there…” I grabbed both of Lexi’s cheeks and spread them wide. I forced my tongue in as best as I could. “…Mmm, but I do love it.” Lexi looked over her shoulder while she pressed her ass into my face and I returned the enthusiasm. She grabbed my head and forced my face into her ass. Both she and Jenny enjoyed the sight of me munching away. My tongue slipped in as Lexi’s sphincter relaxed. She was grinding her ass on my face forcefully while she filled the bedroom with her moans. “Mmm, who has a better ass?” “You do.” I mumbled between her cheeks. “I have a much better ass to worship don’t I? You hear that bitch?! Your husband thinks I have a better ass than you!” In all honesty, Jenny’s ass is beautiful, but she’s more of a ‘top heavy’ kind of girl. Lexi is ‘bottom heavy.’ If they were to compare breast size, Lexi would get knocked out from those knockers. The more we progressed, the hotter Jenny got. I knew for a fact that she wanted me to stick my tongue in her pussy and ass just like how I was doing with Lexi. Lexi reached around with both hands and spread her ass for me. She rested her head on Jenny’s gut. I moved my face away to admire the sight of Lexi’s asshole. The wrinkles of her sphincter were pink. The contrast of brown surrounding it made it all the more desirable. I moved in and stuck my tongue out. The moment I felt her asshole tense up and ‘kiss’ my tongue I forced my way in again. Lexi moaned in approval as I wiggled around inside. I forced my tongue in as much as I could. I wanted to get it in as deep as possible. “Mmm, God! My asshole feels so good! ” Lexi pushed her ass again and I returned the push with my face. “Yes! Get that tongue nice and deep in there! I want this bitch to taste my ass every time she kisses you!” I moved my face back and forth so I could tongue fuck Lexi’s ass. She was screaming about how much she loved it. Part of it was because it genuinely made her feel good. The other part is because she wanted to make Jenny more desperate for my tongue. After a few more minutes of ass worshiping, Lexi yelled, “Goddamn it! I want your cock now!” Lexi couldn’t wait anymore, so I reluctantly pulled my tongue out of her ass. She knelt up and turned around to face me. Before she could lie down, I grabbed her and stuck my tongue in her mouth so she could taste her ass. She tongued back and appreciated my enthusiasm. “You just wanted to stick your tongue in my mouth after it’s been in my ass huh?” I smiled at Lexi’s question, implying a yes. She put her lips to my ear and whispered, “I love the way my ass tastes.” That was a major turn on for me. I’ve always found it sexy for a woman to tongue someone who just gave her a nice deep rimjob. I guessed that Jenny must have told her exactly how much I loved it. Either that or Lexi figured it out due to me always licking that hole. Lexi moved away from me and laid her back on top of Jenny. She spread the lips of her pussy and said, “ Santa , please come and stick your candy cane in my wet pussy!” I positioned my cock at her entrance and began to press. Jenny watched in excitement as I was about to penetrate our friend. Lexi screamed the moment my whole length entered her. Jenny would most likely cum if she was touching herself at that moment. I didn’t start slow. Instead, I immediately rammed it in and out of Lexi fast and hard since she was already so wet. I never started fucking Lexi hard the few times I fucked her in front of Jenny. She wasn’t expecting me to be so rough right off the bat, but she was loving it. I knew from her moans. “Oh my God! Holy shit!” she exclaimed. I purposely did it this way to make Jenny want sex more so than she already did. It worked; she attempted to struggle free of her bondage. She wanted the hard fucking too, but was powerless to do anything. Jenny was turned on from the fact that she could feel the impact that Lexi’s pussy was receiving. Due Lexi lying on top of her, she could feel just how hard I was pumping away. Lexi turned to Jenny and asked, “You see this? You enjoying this?” Jenny nodded. “Watch it bitch! Watch your man fuck me!” This was turning me on, so I started to slow down and focus more on fucking Lexi very hard rather than hard and fast. I thrusted in more forcefully and our groins clashed violently. Lexi screamed, “Oh yeah! Fuck yeah! Give it to me Jack! Oh, fuck me with your cock while your wife watches!” We were no longer doing the ‘Santa role play.’ To be honest, I could deal without it. We were all too caught up in the sex to care about that now. Lexi reached over to Jenny and tried to undo her gag with one hand while I was fucking her. After a couple of failed attempts, she finally got it off. Jenny immediately screamed, “Oh please! Please! Please let him fuck me! He’s my husband!” “Oh I would, but it seems like you're all locked up you little prude.” “Oh please, please I really want it! I’m so wet! I need to cum!” Lexi ignored Jenny’s last statement and turned away from her. She looked me in the eyes and moaned, “Oh fuck Jack, I’m gonna cum!” I kept my pace the same and Lexi came on my cock. I didn’t want to cum yet. I knew that if I lasted longer, my ejaculation would feel better. Any guy reading this knows what I’m talking about. I pulled out when Lexi had finished with her climax. She smiled at me and asked, “Hey Jack, you wanna see something?” “Uh…okay.” I wasn’t expecting such a question, but we were in the middle of sex and I supposed it would be something sexual in nature. I was right. Lexi got up and squatted over Jenny’s face. Jenny watched as Lexi’s asshole got closer to her nose and her pussy got closer to her mouth. She gave Jenny’s right cheek a couple of gentle taps and said, “Hey, clean it. I need it nice and ready for your husband. We still got lots of fucking to do.” Jenny tried to say something, but Lexi laid her weight on her face. Jenny’s words were too hindered from the facesitting to be understood. Having no other options, Jenny obediently licked. This caused Lexi to smile and moan in approval. She looked at me and pointed towards Jenny’s groin. I looked over to see what she was pointing at. To my surprise, Jenny was wearing a metal chastity belt. I felt like an idiot not noticing it earlier. I responded, “Wow, I didn’t even notice that!” I looked closer at it to see that it was made completely of metal. I held my hand up and gave the horns, the hand gesture you see at metal concerts. “That’s so metal.” Lexi sighed and rolled her eyes saying, “God Jack, so dumb.” This was one of the many reasons why Jenny and I were compatible. She loves that about me and I love to be like that. I like to make dumb jokes and amuse people. Lexi lifted her ass and allowed Jenny to speak. “Oh Lexi please! Please stop fucking my husband!” “Well too bad, we’re far from done. By the time I’m through with him you’ll taste and smell me on him all week.” This was part of the role play. If Jenny really didn’t want us to fuck anymore, she would have said “red.” Lexi decided to give Jenny a better view of our intercourse. She turned around and knelt on the bed. Her knees were on both sides of Jenny’s head. She spanked her ass and curled her finger to me. “Let’s make your wife watch you fuck me doggystyle.” I got behind Lexi immediately and aim at her pussy. Jenny watched with silent anticipation as I had my head at Lexi’s lips. She was ready to see Lexi’s pussy hungrily devour my cock. I thrusted into Lexi’s wetness and began to fuck her hard again. She moaned, “Is this what you like bitch?!” “Yes!” “You love this don’t you?!” “Yes! Yes, but I want his cock too!” “Too bad! Your husband’s cock is mine!” Jenny made another futile attempt to break free. I began to speed up, causing Lexi to moan loader. The bed shook with the three of us on top. Jenny could see Lexi’s pussy start to leak so she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. She was so desperate to taste my cock that she was willing to taste anything that it came into contact with. I pulled out my cock to force it into Jenny’s mouth. Jenny opened for me and was ready to finally taste me, but Lexi grabbed my cock and said, “No! Stick it back in my pussy! She doesn’t deserve the privilege to taste you.” I stuck my cock back inside Lexi. That denial turned Jenny on and her sexual frustration and arousal increased tremendously by every second. She tried again to get out of the bondage, but once again had no results. She tried lifting her head and sticking her tongue out, but Lexi’s clitoris and my balls were just out of her reach. She desperately tried to lick either one of us. Lexi then said, “Let’s watch that pathetic look on her face as you fuck me.” “Okay.” I pulled out of Lexi and moved back. I was kneeling with both my knees next to Jenny’s hips. Lexi moved back to kneel in front of me. I now got a good view of Jenny’s face and I could see the look in her eyes. She wanted my cock badly. I watched her attempt to struggle out of her bindings. The lock on her chastity belt swayed from her struggle. Lexi bent down, grabbed Jenny by the jaw, and said, “You ready for me to show you how to please your man right?” “Oh Lexi please! Please let me free! I wanna ride my husband! Please! I’ll do anything for his cock!” Lexi decided to free one of Jenny’s hands. She left the keys to the cuffs on the nightstand next to the bed. She asked me to grab it for her since I had longer reach than her. I quickly reached over, grabbed the keys, and gave it to her. She undid the handcuff on Jenny’s right hand and got into position to take my cock again. She looked Jenny straight in the eyes as she pushed her ass back to take me in. She immediately began to fuck my cock rapidly. She moaned aloud purposely to further humiliate Jenny. “Oh Jack! Jack! My God! Your cock feels so good! ” Jenny remained quiet, but the expression on her face showed she wanted what Lexi was having. “You see this? See how deep he is inside me?” “Please give me his cock! I wanna taste it so bad! ” Jenny used her free hand to gently rub Lexi’s leg. She responded harshly, “Don’t touch me you little bitch! You’re only allowed to touch yourself! And don’t even think of touching your husband! Only I have the privilege! Now touch yourself you pathetic little cuckquean!” Jenny reached for her clitoris with haste and rubbed on the chastity belt. However, due to the sturdy metal exterior, she could not feel anything. The belt was doing its job. This made Jenny’s desperation for my touch and my cock even stronger. She whined as she got no stimulation trying to press her fingers down on the area where her clitoris was. Jenny didn’t even have the freedom to masturbate. She was so desperate to get off. The only sexual stimulation she could do was play with her breasts. She moved her hand back up and squeezed her breasts. She also pinched her nipples in a hopeless attempt to cum. She was frustrated that it wasn’t enough to make her climax. Lexi and I sadistically enjoyed this while Jenny masochistically enjoyed it. Lexi leaned forward causing me to slip out. She was on her elbows and knees with her face only a few inches away from Jenny’s. I moved forward to stick my cock back in her. We were now in the doggystyle position again. Lexi was getting in Jenny’s face. I was hoping they would make out, but she had a much more sadistic action in mind. She grabbed Jenny by the jaw again and said, “You want your husband’s cock so bad don’t you?” “Yes please! I want it!” “Well maybe if you pleased him better, then you wouldn’t be in this mess. That’s why he always prefers me. Why he always comes to me for sex.” “Yes…you’re better at pleasing him than me…” Lexi let out an evil laugh, but I broke it up by fucking her harder. We continued this while Jenny played with her breasts. Jenny pleaded, “I know I’m not as good as you, but can I at least have a turn?” “You can’t please him for shit! What makes you think you deserve his touch?” “I’ll do anything Lexi! Please, I’ll lick your pussy! I’ll lick your ass! Just please at least let me touch him.” “Tell me how much better I am than you at pleasing him.” “I can’t please him…you do a better job…” Jenny played with her breasts while saying this. “So, you’re having trouble pleasing your man? Huh? That’s why he always fucks other women?” “Yes…” To be honest, I don’t know what’s more fucked up, me getting off to this or Jenny getting off to this. Hell, all three of us were getting off to this. I was fucking Lexi from behind while this all happened. She was so immersed in the talk with Jenny that she left her ass open so to speak. I put my pointer in my mouth to lube it up… “That’s right bitch. I can please your husband in ways you never could. You want his thick cock so bad don’t you? All that built up desire…” My finger slipped into her ass. “Jack! At least warn me first!” I wiggled my finger around inside and Lexi moaned from the sensation. I kept my finger in her little anus for a few moments to allow it to get used to the stretch. When I started to move my finger in and out, Lexi closed her eyes and moaned loudly in Jenny’s face, again on purpose. She moaned about how good it felt, saying it was the best feeling in the world. Jenny wanted my cock more and more by each moan that escaped Lexi’s lips. I sped up the fucking and added another finger after a few minutes. It was too much for Lexi and she was ready to cum again. “I’m gonna cum! Keep fucking me! I want you to cum inside me.” “I’m gonna cum too!” I replied. I fucked Lexi faster while finger fucking her ass. She wrapped her arms around Jenny’s head and held it in place. She put her lips close to her ear and moaned into it. “Oh Jack! I love it when you fuck me like that...Mmm, your fingers feel so fucking nice in my ass! Fuck me like you never fucked Jenny before! Give me all your cum and leave none for her!” The warmth from Lexi’s breath and the humiliating words themselves were all driving Jenny crazy. She wanted to cum so bad that she began to hump the air as if it would help. She’d do anything to switch places right about now. Lexi continued to moan in Jenny’s ear as she and I climaxed. She moaned intensely as a means to rub it in again. This was for both their enjoyment. I found the frustrated look on Jenny’s face to be extremely adorable. Once Lexi calmed down, she said to Jenny, “What do you say now Jenny? Now that I gave you a good show.” “Oh thank you! Thank you for showing me! May I please eat his cum from you?” Lexi moved forward causing my cock to slip out. Some of my cum spilled out and I could tell Lexi was trying to let as little of it spill out as possible. She positioned her ass above Jenny’s face. She was ready to sit on it, but then she decided against it. Jenny had her mouth open and was ready to take my cum in her mouth. “No…you don’t deserve his cum. I think I’ll be having it all to myself.” The devastated look on Jenny’s face was cute and saddening at the same time. I was very close to getting the key to her chastity belt. She begged desperately, “Lexi! Please give me his cum! I need to taste him!” “Oh I don’t think so…” Lexi put her hand below her pussy and pushed my cum out. It all ended up in her hand and she showed it to Jenny. Lexi hovered it over her face so she could get a whiff of my cum. Jenny opened her mouth, showing that she wanted Lexi to put it in there. Lexi smiled and then opened her own mouth. She let my cum all spill in. Once it was all in, she put her face close to Jenny’s. She opened up for Jenny. Jenny opened hers hoping she would spit it in. Lexi closed her mouth and swallowed my cum. She opened back up to show that she took it all for herself. “Mmm, that was so delicious.” Lexi held up her hand and put it to her lips. She stuck her tongue out and began to lick up the rest of my cum. Jenny begged, “Can I at least lick your hand?” “Let me think…” Lexi licked the rest of my cum off her hand and swallowed it. “…nope.” Jenny was tugging desperately at her chastity belt with her free hand, trying to find a way to remove it. Being denied to cum was getting her off and being denied to taste me made her want an orgasm even more. No matter how much she tried, the belt, cuff, and rope would not budge. Lexi put her face to Jenny and attempted to degrade her again, “You won’t be getting a taste of your husband anytime soo—” Jenny grabbed Lexi with her free hand and used her whole arm to force her face to come into contact with hers. She said in an extremely stern tone, “I’m tasting his cum.” Lexi tried to move away, but I used my hands to push on her upper back. This forced her face to get close enough for Jenny to kiss her. She began to force her tongue into Lexi’s mouth. She wanted to taste my cum so bad that any form of leftover residue would suffice. She forced her tongue into Lexi’s mouth as deep as she could. Lexi attempted to break free, but I wanted to see some girl on girl action. I held her upper back in place and helped Jenny hold her there. Lexi broke the kiss to scold me. “Hey! Jack you—” Jenny hushed her with her tongue. Lexi knew that she couldn’t fight both of us at once, so she relaxed and decided to submit. She let Jenny’s tongue have its way with her mouth. Jenny licked around inside, doing her best to get whatever she could. This was getting me hard again as you could imagine. It was beyond hot to see my woman kiss another woman. They were kissing and swapping each other’s saliva. Jenny was happy she finally got a faint taste of my cum. I wanted Jenny to join us now, so I said, “Well, I think it’s time for a threesome.” Lexi felt the same way. After an intense kiss like that, could you blame her? She looked at Jenny and said, “Alright, I think you deserve to have your chastity belt removed.” The look of relief and happiness on Jenny’s face was so cute. I knew for a fact that her pussy was leaking badly. The excitement of being freed was making Jenny’s heart race. Lexi picked up the key located on the nightstand with the keys to the handcuffs. She put the key into the lock and turned. The pad lock came off and Lexi undid the metal chastity belt. I moved in to see just how wet Jenny’s pussy was. The moment Lexi removed it, Jenny’s aroused scent hit my face in less than a second. I put my fingers to her lips and spread them. I could see all her delicious secretions inside her moist hole. I was about to move in and give a lick to sample it’s taste, but then I changed my mind and decided to stick two fingers in instead. Jenny gasped at the sudden intrusion. When I started to rub at her G-spot she closed her eyes and moaned. Jenny was happy I finally gave her pussy what it wanted. However, I pulled out after a couple of strokes. She opened her eyes immediately and saw me inspecting my fingers. They were drenched. “Oh honey, please keep fingering me! I was gonna cum!” “Already? You depraved bitch.” Jenny began to lift her hips pointing her pussy to my face, trying to influence me to continue. The pleading look in her eyes made me want to continue but then I felt Lexi grab my hand. She put my fingers in her mouth and cleaned Jenny’s secretions off of them. The warmth and wetness of her mouth made me want a blowjob. My cock was throbbing for stimulation. “Why have an average pussy like hers when you can have one like mine?” Jenny gave me a pleading look I could never say no to. This situation wasn’t necessarily a choice of who to pleasure. It was just a choice of who goes first. At the time, I didn’t know it, but Lexi was just playing around. She didn’t actually intend to keep Jenny’s pussy waiting. We had tortured her long enough. I then got an idea. I wanted to make both of them feel good, but still have all three of us participate now. I whispered my idea in Lexi’s ear. She put on an evil grin and agreed. She found it to be very creative. I decided to do one last humiliating thing to Jenny before we started with a threesome. We undid Jenny’s feet and unlocked the handcuffs. We removed her lingerie quickly. Jenny eagerly helped us, not knowing what we were up to. She sat up. Her hand immediately went for her pussy. Lexi grabbed her by the wrist. “I don’t think so you little bitch.” I quickly grabbed Jenny’s other hand before she could use it. She began to beg, “Oh honey, Lexi, please let me touch myself! I need to cum!” “You’re gonna have to beg better than that.” I said. “Jack, honey, please allow me to touch myself! Please! Please!! ” “You gonna be my good girl and follow my instructions?” “Oh yes, yes! I’ll be your good girl!” “Alright…lie down and watch without touching yourself. If you disobey me, then we’ll tie you up again and I won’t allow you to cum for the night.” This of course wasn’t true. I’d never take it that far , but I think Jenny actually believed it for a second. She lied down as I told her. Lexi lied on the bed spreading her legs. She put one of her legs on top of Jenny and had her pussy pointing in her direction. While Lexi’s pussy was aiming at Jenny’s torso, her head was hanging from the edge of the bed. I kneeled at the edge of the bed and held Lexi with one arm. The idea I whispered in Lexi’s ear was to make Jenny wet on the outside as well. I was going to spray her like a fireman using Lexi as my hose. While we did this, we still continued with the humiliation. As I held Lexi with one arm, my other arm moved down to her pussy. I rubbed at her clitoris and kissed her neck. She moaned, “Oh Jack, you make me feel so good.” “Your pussy feels so nice when I’m inside it.” “Better than Jenny’s?” “ Way better.” I could see Jenny clawing at the bed, trying not to touch herself. The humiliation was making it harder for her. I moved my fingers in Lexi’s moist pussy and felt around for her G-spot. When I found it I began to rub. Lexi let out sensual moans as I fingered her. She wrapped her arms around me and began to kiss my neck. She moaned in my ear, “Oh Jack, finger me like you’ve never fingered Jenny before.” “Your pussy feels so much better around my fingers than hers.” Lexi continued to moan and Jenny was finding it harder to resist masturbation. She somehow endured though. I could feel Lexi getting close to squirting. She turned my head and said, “Let’s show your wife how a real woman kisses her man.” I nodded and kissed Lexi in front of Jenny. She purposely opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue to ensure that Jenny would see. Jenny bit her bottom lip in frustration. Lexi stopped kissing me to moan in my ear as she climaxed. I removed my fingers and Lexi began to squirt on Jenny’s body. I watched as she covered her in cum. The sight was beautiful. Squirt after squirt, Jenny was getting coated with Lexi’s cum. She shut her eyes the moment she felt the first shot hit her torso. Once Lexi calmed down from her ejaculation, I placed her back on the bed gently and went to the drawer where Jenny and I keep our sex toys and equipment. I pulled out a blindfold and walked towards Jenny. She gave me a desperate pleading look. She wanted to know if it was okay for her to touch herself. I blindfolded her and signaled Lexi for the next part. I asked Jenny, “Who’s my horny little cuckquean?” “Me! Me!” “You ready to cum?” “Yes!” “Well, you still have to do one last thing before you’re allowed to cum.” “Oh please, I’ll do it! Anything!” I kissed Jenny’s lips passionately. Once we broke our kiss I said, “Just relax and enjoy.” I kept the place quiet to put her in suspense. I signaled Lexi and we both started to lick the cum off of Jenny’s body. She gasped at the unexpected touch of our tongues. We tenderly licked at her abdomen. Jenny asked if she could touch herself and I answered “No.” She was squirming from her desperate need to cum. She was now at her limit trying to not touch herself. Lexi and I licked up to her breasts. We both took a nipple in our mouths. Jenny whimpered as we both sucked on her nipples. Her hand moved down to her groin. She couldn’t take it anymore. However, I grabbed her wrist causing her to whine in frustration. I moved up to Jenny’s neck and kissed at it. Lexi stayed on her nipple. Jenny moved her head so more of her neck was exposed to me for worship. I pulled off the blindfold, looked her in her beautiful blue eyes, and said, “Alright baby, you wanna cum? I want you to take turns making out with me and Lexi.” Lexi’s look of surprise was cute. I left this part out of what I whispered to her. Jenny grabbed me and shoved her tongue in my mouth without warning. I reached down for her clitoris and rubbed it. Jenny broke our kiss to moan from the stimulation she was feeling on her clitoris. I moved down from her face to kiss at her neck again. Lexi joined me and kissed at the other side of Jenny’s neck. We doubled teamed her while I stroked her clitoris with my fingers. I took advantage of Lexi’s proximity to Jenny’s face. As I rubbed her, I asked her, “You want me to finger you?” “Yes! Yes honey! Yes please!” “Then stick your fucking tongue in Lexi’s mouth!” Jenny widened her eyes and Lexi stopped kissing her neck. I could see it in her eyes. She was willing to do much more than tongue Lexi’s mouth for me to rub her G-spot. Before Lexi could give any form of objection, Jenny grabbed her and shoved her tongue in her mouth. I was going to stick my fingers in as promised, but then I hatched up another idea. I removed my fingers from Jenny’s clitoris and asked, “Hey Lexi, can you do me a favor and finger Jenny for me?” “Getting lazy huh?” “No, no, I just have something else I plan to do.” Lexi raised her brow in curiosity. She moved her hand down to Jenny’s groin while shoving her tongue back in her mouth. I turned Jenny’s body over so she could face Lexi and her back was towards me. Jenny spread her legs so Lexi could finger her more easily. I rubbed at Jenny’s side while I kissed her neck. I moved my kisses all the way down to her ass. I spread her butt cheeks to see her little pink asshole. I immediately began to lick. She gasped, “Oh honey, yes! Lick me!” While I licked Jenny’s asshole I could smell her wetness on Lexi’s fingers as she worked them in and out. I inhaled deeply to take in and enjoy Jenny’s aroused scent. Lexi’s fingers made Jenny’s pussy give off wet squishy sounds due to how wet she was. I was not surprised, but that did not make me enjoy it any less. This encouraged me to force my tongue in deeper. I went from licking to tongue fucking. It was too much for Jenny and she climaxed. Lexi pulled her fingers out and Jenny began to squirt on the bed with my tongue still buried deep in her ass. Her asshole repeated the pattern of clenching and relaxing around my tongue. The moment her asshole’s contractions stopped, I pulled out my tongue and got into a spooning position with her. I kissed Jenny’s neck affectionately and inhaled the scent of her hair. “Honey, I feel so good…” The buildup of Jenny’s climax made it intense when it hit her. It was so strong that she could not move. It was like she overdosed on the laughing gas at the dentist. Her body was completely limp. She was satisfied with just this, but I wasn’t… “Good baby, but it’s still not over.” I put my pointer in my mouth to coat it with my saliva as much as I could. Jenny turned to me with her eyes widened. I pressed my finger at her back door. You want to know what makes good sex into great sex? It’s simple…you add a bit of anal. Jenny was about to object, but then Lexi grabbed her and shoved her tongue in her mouth. She was getting Jenny back for stopping her from objecting earlier. My finger went all the way in due to how relaxed her body was. What also contributed was the minor stretching my tongue gave her asshole. I kept my finger there to let Jenny’s sphincter get used to my invasion. I kissed her neck as Lexi continued to kiss her lips. The good thing about popping Jenny’s anal cherry is that it takes less time to stretch her out. When I took Jenny’s ass for the first time, it took thirty to forty five minutes to prep her for my cock. Now, it takes me less than half that time to ready her little pink hole for penetration. While I prepared her ass for my cock, I decided to humiliate her in front of Lexi. “My baby loves it in her ass doesn’t she?” She broke her kiss with Lexi to moan in response. She was still a little embarrassed to admit this in front of Lexi. If it was just the two of us, then she would have answered “Yes!” immediately. Lexi noticed this, so she shoved her fingers back in Jenny’s pussy and joined in. “Aw, Jenny, are you ashamed to admit that you’re just a sick anally perverted bitch?” “No, no, I…” I pulled out my pointer so I could lube it and my middle finger with saliva. Lexi, however, took advantage of what I did and pulled out her fingers too. Jenny was not expecting both of us to pull our fingers out. She exclaimed, “Hey! Wait, put your fingers back in me!” Lexi and I exchange evil grins and said in unison, “Beg.” “Please, please Lexi, please finger my pussy.” Jenny looked over her shoulder towards me. “Honey, can you please…put your fingers back too?” “Back where?” Jenny turned red and answered with much embarrassment, “Back…in my ass…” I wet my middle finger quickly and slowly inserted both fingers into Jenny’s ass. She whimpered from my reentry and I kissed her neck. I then said to her, “See, that wasn’t too bad. Now, tell Lexi what I put back there.” Yeah, I know I’m a cruel bastard. I love to embarrass Jenny like this. It was just all a part of the humiliation thing. Jenny did not keep eye contact with Lexi, feeling extreme embarrassment. Lexi decided to persuade her. “If you tell me, then I’ll stick my fingers back in your pussy.” “He puts…anal beads and a strapon back there…” “Is that it?” I pulled my fingers out to get the lube. It was taking too long for me to use my saliva as lube. Jenny took this as ‘keep telling her or no finger fucking for your ass.’ She blurted out, “He puts his fingers and cock in there too!” I got off the bed and walked to our drawer where we keep everything. I added to Jenny’s list, “Don’t forget my tongue too.” Jenny saw me pull out the lube and was extremely excited. I got back on the bed; she didn’t take her eyes off me as I lubed my cock with one hand and spread her ass with the other. While Jenny was focused on me, Lexi put her fingers back in her pussy. She turned to Lexi with a surprised expression, not expecting to get fingered again while she wasn’t looking. Lexi further distracted her by pulling her in for a kiss. She shoved her tongue in Jenny’s mouth as I applied some lube to her asshole. I pressed the tip at her little pink hole. She relaxed and the tip went in. She moaned while Lexi held her head in place. I pressed the head in further and then pulled out until only the tip was inside. I worked my cock back in again, this time going in a little deeper. I pulled everything out except the tip again. I continued this pattern until about three fourths of my cock was inside. Lexi broke her kiss with Jenny and got up. She lied on her side so that she was now in a sideways sixty-nine position with Jenny. Once only the tip was inside her ass, I shoved my whole length in fast, making Jenny gasp from the unexpected full entry. I stayed there for a moment and played with her breasts. Lexi began to lick Jenny’s clitoris. “Oh fuck! Honey!” “What? It doesn’t feel good?” “It feels too good—ah!” Lexi started to add sucking to Jenny’s sensitive clitoris. I whispered in Jenny’s ear, “I want you to eat Lexi’s pussy.” Jenny did not respond. She just moaned from the pleasure Lexi and I were giving her. I threatened, “Eat it or I stop fucking your ass.” Jenny reached over for Lexi’s legs. The moment her palm made contact with Lexi’s lower back she reeled her closer. Lexi aided her by moving her body forward. Jenny had Lexi’s pussy in her face. I whispered in her ear, “I wanna see you eat that pussy. Eat the pussy I just fucked! The pussy I fucked in front of you!” Jenny moved her face closer and began. Her tongue licked around Lexi’s clitoris while Lexi’s tongue licked around hers. As I fucked Jenny’s ass, I looked over my shoulder to find the lube. I grabbed it and opened it with one hand. I lubed my pointer as much as I could. I tossed the bottle to the side, not caring that it was open. It fell off the bed and I turned my attention back to Jenny’s head and Lexi’s pussy. I reached around and put my hand on Lexi’s ass. I used my middle finger and thumb to spread her butt cheeks. I then rubbed my lubed pointer on Lexi’s asshole. She knew what I was going to do so she relaxed and let my finger go in her ass. As I fucked Jenny’s ass with my cock and Lexi’s ass with my finger, I continued to switch between whispering to Jenny and kissing her neck. “How does that other woman’s pussy taste?” “It tastes so good.” Jenny whispered back. “That’s right, you love sucking my cock and eating her pussy don’t you?” I put Jenny’s earlobe in my mouth and used my tongue to gently massage it. Jenny whimpered from this as I tugged on her nipples. The two licked each other and enjoyed the anal stimulation I was giving them. I wanted the two to enjoy themselves and cum first so I refrained from cumming at that moment. Little did I know, they both came and were waiting for me to finish. Several minutes had passed. Lexi was the one to finally put an end to this when she asked, “Jack, aren’t you gonna cum now?” “Ladies first.” “I already did and I’m sure Jenny did too.” Jenny turned to face me and said, “I did honey. Now I want your cum inside me.” ‘Well fuck me, I better cum then.’ I thought. I wanted to make out with Jenny while I released, so I whispered in her ear that I wanted just that. She stopped eating Lexi’s pussy and stuck her tongue in my mouth. We both closed our eyes and let our tongues do the rest. I pumped away and shot my load up Jenny’s ass as I tasted Lexi in her mouth. My cock squirted plentifully, filling her rectum. I always do my best to fill her up as much as I can. The taste of Lexi’s pussy in Jenny’s mouth made my climax even better. While I ejaculated, Jenny repeatedly clenched and relaxed her sphincter. She held my hands as they held her breasts. I played with her breasts while I filled her ass up. Once I finished, Jenny clenched her asshole on the base of my cock and held it like this for as long as she could. She was trying to milk the rest of my cum out while making me feel good. We both opened our eyes and smiled at each other. We gave each other small playful kisses. When we stopped, I looked down to see Lexi not eating Jenny out anymore. She stopped eating Jenny’s pussy when Jenny stopped eating hers. I kept my cock in Jenny and we both stayed in the spooning position. We both sighed with content. Lexi moved away and lied on her back. The three of us relaxed on the bed for a bit, spent. “Wow that was great.” Lexi sighed. “I feel so good.” Jenny added. “Yeah.” I agreed. We all eventually got up, redressed, and went downstairs. I went into the kitchen and saw the bag of marshmallows and candy canes I bought earlier. I gathered up my other ingredients and made the hot cocoa Jenny loves so much. I pulled out three mugs from the cabinet. After some mixing of the ingredients, all three mugs were filled with hot cocoa. I put whipped cream and marshmallows on top. I then sprinkled red and green colored sprinkles and finished with a candy cane inside having the hook part sticking out of the mugs. After feasting on each other, what better way to wash everything all down than with some hot cocoa? The three of us drank and it was a Merry Christmas for all of us.

Until about six months ago, I never put much stock in witchcraft or spells. I always envisioned them two ways: the Hollywood portrayal of good or bad and the kind of strange bunch that form covens and dance around fires in the forest. I never considered either representation as legitimate. Let’s face it, Hollywood depicted witches as evil green-faced hags flying on brooms or elegant beauties floating in air. The 60’ and 70’s didn’t alter the pattern much with a housewife good witch with a semi-hag mother or the sexy Elvira. The covens still roamed the forest and gained little image improvement with the movie, “The Blair Witch Project”. Now I consider myself a relatively intelligent guy. I have run my own business for several years providing research and documentation as a logistic expert. I have built a steady clientele that pays the bills and lets me enjoy life. Every once and again I will pick up a bonus contract from a referral that will fill in open space on my calendar. Having just come off one such payday and not having anything slated for the next two weeks, I decided to treat myself by flying down to New Orleans for a 10-day getaway. I figured between the sights, the nightlife on Bourbon Street and the casinos, I could probably find something fun. Two days later I was on an afternoon flight with a hotel booked near Bourbon Street. The evening I arrived, I didn’t figure to do much more than catch dinner at one of the Cajun joints, maybe get a beer at some dive and then crash back at the hotel. Dinner was nice as I always love that style food. I decided I would pop into a little bar I had passed in route to the restaurant for a cold one when heading back to the hotel. It was a little dead inside, probably because it was a Monday so I had no trouble getting a table or a waitress to take my order. She introduced herself as Tatyana and asked what she could bring me. I asked if they had any good local stouts and she said “sure, let me bring you our Voodoo Stout.” She returned minutes later with a pint glass of very dark beer with a small brown head of foam. Setting it down she smiled and said, “Enjoy, I’ll be back to check on you in a few.” As I started to sip the beer, I could pick up on the heavy notes of chocolate and coffee and found it quite enjoyable. After cleaning a couple tables and serving another customer, Tatyana returned to my table. Since there was little on the television, I had been watching her move around. She had quite a nice figure to go with her very attractive face. Her breasts were not huge but were well defined in her tight t-shirt. Her figure flowed nicely down to her hips and a tight, round ass was framed well in a pair of tight jeans. Standing in front of me she struck up a conversation. TATYANA: “Since I haven’t seen you in here before, I’m guessing you’re a tourist.” ME: “You could say that, I just flew in from Atlanta. I’m Mark, Mark Simons.” TATYANA: “Business or pleasure?” ME: “Strictly pleasure. Hoping to catch some nightlife and maybe a casino or two. You want to sit down?” TATYANA: “Let me check on that other guy and maybe I will.” She wandered over to the only other patron in the bar and after a brief discourse went and pulled his tab from the bar. Meanwhile, I was thinking ‘woo-hoo maybe I’ll get lucky the first night in town.’ As she dropped the receipt on the guest’s table, she thanked him for stopping in and invited him back anytime. Walking over to my table, she sat in the chair to my right. It was the first time I truly saw her face well and she was strikingly beautiful. I could not tell her eye color in the dimly lit bar but her eyes were mesmerizing. We chatted for quite a while about virtually everything but nothing of importance. Ironically or perhaps intentionally, through the over-an-hour-and-another-beer conversation, we avoided the three big items: politics, religion and sex. I did learn that Tatyana was from the bayou country near New Orleans and that she was named after her great-grandmother who was a powerful woman in their town. As the travel and beers started wearing on me, I told Tatyana it was about time for me to head out. Frowning, she said, “Gee, you’re going to leave me here all by my lonesome? Where are you staying?” ME: “I’m at the Crowne Plaza,” and then I rolled the dice. “Maybe you could swing by after work for a night cap?” TATYANA: “Naw, I’m exhausted by the time I get outta here. I would show and just crash on you. How long are you here for?” ME: “I’ve got 10 uncommitted days. Maybe you can show me some sites.” TATYANA: “I’ll show you more than sites, if your game. I get off for a couple days, maybe we can get together,” and she winked at me. Maybe it was the beer or maybe fatigue as I missed her insinuation of getting off together and said, “Uh, yeah, sure. What time you wanna meet?” As she scribbled on a napkin, Tatyana said “come by my place 2-ish,” and handed me the paper. As I threw $30 on the table and headed for the door, she smiled and said “Thanks for the tip, hope I get another one tomorrow.” I didn’t miss that line and quipped, “I’ll hold up my end, just hope you do the same.” I slept in the next day figuring I had nowhere to be before 2 and hoping to be out late that evening. Once awake and showered, I milled around the room. Time seemed to drag through the late-morning/early afternoon. I had checked the address and since the weather was mild and her place wasn’t far, I planned to walk. I left in sufficient time as not to arrive right at 2 as I didn’t want to seem over eager. It was about 2:20 when I knocked. Tatyana answered the door in a halter top and tiny little blue jean shorts. I was taken aback now that I could see her in natural light. The eyes I was mesmerized with the night before were even more captivating. They were a gorgeous green and just seemed to hypnotize you. She said, “I had hoped you hadn’t chickened out” and stepped up to hug me. She pressed against me and my arm wrapped around her to squeeze her close. Feeling her breasts press against me, it didn’t take a sleuth to realize she was braless, which only raised my hopes of some action. She quickly retreated back into her place and gave me a view of her absolutely perfect ass scarcely contained in the shorts. “Come on in for a minute, then we’ll get going,” she said, followed with “I hope you got lots of rest ‘cause I’m gonna wear you out today. I hope you can keep up with me.” I stepped in and pushed the door closed behind me, not sure how quick her minute would be. I assured her, “Give it your best shot; I think I can hang with just about anything.” As she reached the raised bar that divided the living room from the kitchen, Tatyana turned toward me and said, “Before we go, there’s something I must tell you. And after you hear it, if you leave, I’ll understand. And if you start with jokes or crass comments, don’t let the door hit you in the ass on your way out.” By now my mind was reeling, ‘What could she possibly tell me that would make me bolt or generate crass comments? What she really a he? Did she have some weird disease that meant sex was off the agenda? What?’ TATYANA: “I am a witch.” ME: pausing a second, “Oh, okay. Does that mean our date’s off?” TATYANA: “No, but some guys automatically think I’m nuts or start making fun of me or tell stale jokes I’ve heard too many times and I would hate for either of us to be surprised later.” I blurt out, “I’m cool with it,” while the whole time my mind ran the gambit of nuts to a host of stupid witch comments. Ultimately, I think my lust overpowered any fear or stupidity. “Where we goin’ first?” We spent several hours strolling through various parts of the French Quarter, checking out shops, her explaining some of the history and otherwise having a good time. On multiple occasions she would brush up against me with various parts of her body and one time backed her sweet little ass into my crotch as she bent over under the premise of looking at something on a shelf. Far be it from me to discourage her flirtatious overtures. I too took opportunities to press against her body or put my arm around her and pat her butt cheek. I think a blind man could see where all this was headed. If I was wrong, I would surely return to the hotel with a case of ‘blue balls’. As the evening started to shade the area, I asked if she was hungry and wanted to stop somewhere. She smiled with a twinkle in her eyes and said, “No, I think we should head back to my place. I’m sure we can find something to eat there.” Pleased at the prospects that were unfolding, I laced my arm around her waist and said. “Lead on.” Fifteen minutes later we were opening the door to her place. As she goes into another room, she calls out, “There’s glasses in the cabinet by the fridge, ice in the freezer and liquor on the cart. Why don’t you pour us up something?” “What’s your poison?” I ask as I gathered the glassware. “Bourbon on the rocks,” she announced. By the time I finish pouring up a pair of drinks, she is emerging from the other room having exchanged her halter top for a light, wispy blouse with a deep plunging neckline and only a couple buttons holding the front closed. As I handed her the drink, I quipped, “I thought you were going to wear me out today?” Tatyana led the way to her couch and motioned for me to sit and replied with a grin, “The day isn’t over yet.” I took a spot more or less in the middle to guarantee she would be close on one side or the other. She dropped onto one end and immediately plopped her long, lovely legs across my lap, crossing her ankles. As we sipped our cocktail and chatted, I took the liberty of slowly massaging Tatyana’s feet, first one then the other, working from the heel to the toes. “That feels good,” she murmured. ME: “I figured someone who’s on their feet all the time needs an occasional relief.” As we talked about what we had done and seen that day or what was going on in town, I moved my attention from her feet to her calves. Her skin was remarkably soft and smooth. Initially, I only could rub the side of the calves while her legs were crossed. Whether it was to accommodate me or avail herself to more touching, Tatyana uncrossed her legs and gave me access to the complete calves. She must have been enjoying it some as her nipples became visible points beneath the thin fabric of her blouse. As I gently kneaded the muscle she asked, “Are you trying to endear yourself to me?” Grinning I retorted, “Is it working?” I slowly moved my massage to just above her knee. I didn’t want to be so bold as to just slide my hand up Tatyana’s thigh but I did have hopes of reaching her prize. While not fully relinquishing control, she parted her legs just enough that I could squeeze the lower thighs. Her legs were soft but taut with the muscles and either imagined or real, seemed to get warmer closer to her torso. Suddenly, she swings her legs off me, sitting up quickly. The swiftness of her move made me think I had gone too far. Rather, she snatched up the empty glasses and said, “my turn to get the drinks. Same for you?” “Sure,” I stammered. As she returned with fresh drinks, Tatyana set them on the table before the couch and sat down right next to me. As I leaned forward to retrieve my glass, Tatyana framed my face with her hands turning me toward her and began kissing me. It was a long, deep, wet kiss where our tongues tangled together in their own little mating dance. Breaking from the kiss after a few minutes, Tatyana says, “I have a little test for you.” ME: “A test? What kinda test?” Reaching for a thin magazine laying on the table near our drinks, she picked it up and handed it to me. I looked at the cover and then at her rather curiously. Putting her hand on it so as to prevent me from opening it she proceeded, “There are 2 pictures each of 8 models, a facial and a full body. I want you to pick the model you like best and tell me why you picked her.” ME: “If you aren’t in there, then I can’t pick the one I like best.” TATYANA: “That’s so sweet. And no I am not in there. Now get busy you only have a few minutes.” As she grabbed her drink and lounged back on the couch I opened the magazine. There on the first pages was a very attractive young lady. On the left side was a close-up face picture and on the right she was posed in a bikini such that one could see many of her features. I wasn’t sure whether to take Tatyana serious or what the purpose was, so I flipped through all the pages briefly to see about narrowing down the pool of candidates. Each model had different attributes that a man might find attractive, long hair, short hair, big breasts or more average, long shapely legs, different size derrieres. The faces were also unique in that some had fuller lips, others beautiful eyes and others, dimples. While 4 were Anglo, 2 were Black, 1 Hispanic and 1 Asian. After pouring over them a few minutes, I picked one. Sitting up Tatyana looked at my ***********ion and said, “Yes, she is very nice. Why did you pick her?” I knew I would be put on the spot so I started some generalities. “Well, I like her breasts as they are not too big, well-shaped. Her medium-length hair is attractive. I like her nice, shapely legs and her tight little butt. I like her dimples as they make her look wholesome, almost the ‘girl next door’ type, but you can see a hint of mischief in her eyes. She strikes me as the girl you might take home to meet your parents, but she going to go down on you while driving over.” “Interesting,” said Tatyana. “I think she was a good pick and your reasons legit.” ME: “So did I pass?” TATYANA: “You would only fail if you couldn’t pick one. But you scored better because of your reasons.” ME: “Scored? What did I win?” TATYANA: “You’ll see.” Tossing the magazine back on the table, Tatyana stands and reaching out her hand said, “Come on, I’ll show you the rest of my place.” The place was not huge, basically a hall running from the living room toward what I assumed were bedrooms. The first door we came to was a rather large bathroom that had a walk-in shower at one end and in the center a big claw-foot bathtub like you would see a century ago. I commented, “Wow, this is bigger than I would’ve imagined. Where did you find such an exquisite bathtub? TATYANA: “That has been handed down in my family for generations. I absolutely love soaking in it, imagining all my grandmothers and great-grandmothers having soaked in it before.” ME: “It looks almost big enough for two.” TATYANA: “Oh yes, two can have quite a nice time in it.” Moving across the hall, we stepped into a bedroom. The room looked a little small but that could have been the result of the rather large antique four-post bed that consumed much of the floor space. Thinking she would have a master bedroom, I asked, “Whose bedroom is this?” “Why mine, of course,” replied Tatyana. “That bed too has been passed down for many generations. I can envision many of the matriarchs of the family having seduced many a lover in it.” ME: “So is there any chance you try to seduce me and add to the legacy?” Tatyana snapped back, “You haven’t earned the privilege of sleeping in my bed.” Her tone was so sharp it caught me off guard a moment and I knew not to question the topic again. She took my hand and we proceeded further down the hall. As we reached the door at the end, she smiled and said, “This room is my play room. I think you’ll enjoy it.” As she opened the door and entered, I followed closely. Once inside, it was sensory overload. This room was much larger than the bedroom, almost as if this was meant to be the master bedroom. The air was slightly perfumed and there was soft music playing. The lighting was soft but not dim. Strewn around on the floor were various cushions of different sizes and shapes, mats and small mattresses. The walls were adorned with erotic art of lovers in various sexual positions or performing sensual acts together. In the center of the room was what looked to be a narrow table or raised bed. As I looked around and moved toward the table, I neglected to notice Tatyana dropping her tiny shorts near the door. Standing adjacent to the table, I noticed it had about a 6 inch hole in the center. Curious, I asked, “What’s the table for?” Tatyana, stepping up behind me and wrapping her arms around my chest, said “If a lover gets fatigued, I have been known to give a very erotic massage that tends to rejuvenate them.” ME: “Oh? And what purpose does the hole in the middle serve?” Letting her left hand drift down to my crotch, Tatyana cupped my manhood and said “If you’re up, you certainly wouldn’t want to be laying on it, would you? Besides, I give a very deep, penetrating rub that has been known to cause some lovers to explode. You wouldn’t want to be lying in a puddle would you?” The entire time she was replying, she gently squeezed my cock, causing it to begin swelling. I turned around and began kissing her deeply. It was when I reached down to pull her closer and felt nothing but lace panties that I realized her shorts were gone. I kneaded the fleshy mound of her butt cheek and pulled her against me pressing her crotch to mine. Breaking from the kiss after a bit, Tatyana leaned back and started unbuttoning my shirt. Staring intently into my eyes, she softly said “Now we’re going to have some fun. Have you ever had sex with a witch?” ME: “No, can’t say that I have.’ TATYANA: “Ah, a virgin.” ME: “Not hardly, I’ve had my share of lovers.” TATYANA: “Mere mortal women. You are in for an entirely new experience. Understand this, you will not cum unless I tell you you can.” At that she put her index finger against my forehead and as she pressed it, she repeated, “Remember, you will not cum unless I say you can.” For a brief moment, a shiver ran through me but I just smiled and said “Whatever you want my dear.” I hastily unbuttoned the two holding her blouse closed and revealed her beautiful rounded breasts with erect nipples jutting out half an inch as she completed releasing my buttons and pushed my shirt off my shoulders. I leaned forward and started kissing her neck and shoulder with the intent of moving to her breast. Placing her hand on the back of my head, Tatyana guided me at the pace she wanted as I worked down her soft skin. As my lips grazed the nipple, my mouth opened to welcome it in and my tongue started bathing it. I dawdled over it for some time, sucking and licking it. My tongue touched and teased every bit of her areola. After a bit, Tatyana gently moved my mouth to the valley between her titties as I kissed my way down the side of the first and up the other breast. I then committed as much attention to this nipple as the first. As she stepped away from my oral expressions, Tatyana took my hand and led me to a particular mat and cushion where she sat such that she leaned against the cushion with her legs slightly spread and knees raised. Pulling me down to her, I positioned myself between her legs and met her mouth for another long kiss. Tatyana started pressuring my body to move down toward her breasts. But as I paused to try and suck one of her nipples, she maintained pressure moving me passed them. In a heavy throaty voice, she whispered, “I have something sweet for you.” As I kissed my way past her navel and moved my body further down the mat, I knew where she was directing me and was more than willing to go there. As my face passed her waist I encountered her black lace panties. I pressed my mouth against her womanhood through the fabric, and inhaled the fragrance of her growing arousal. Not wishing to wait any longer, I pulled the sides of her panties down as I raised her legs in front of me. As she lowered her legs spreading them to each side of me, I saw her neatly trimmed bush leading to a luscious pair of vaginal lips that glistened slightly from the dampness that had developed. I lowered my head back between her legs and my first pass was a broad sweeping lick with my tongue from the bottom to the top. Tatyana tasted wonderful, with a light sweetness to the moisture I captured. As my tongue reached the top of her slit, I could feel the bump of her hidden clitoris. I heard a quiet little moan indicating her approval. I wrapped my arms around each of her legs to permit my hands to pull her open slightly. In doing so, her clit peeked out of its little hood. I figured I had plenty of time to play with it so I dropped my tongue down and began pushing it into her vaginal opening. I tasted more wetness and knew I was going to enjoy eating her out. From that point on I worked my tongue all over her pussy. I alternated between tonguing her hole to flicking or sucking her clit. As an occasional surprise, I would run my tongue down to her asshole and tickle that opening. After a while, she was moving her hips to coincide with my tongue licks and her moans were increasing. Next thing I heard was “Oh yes! Make me cum with that tongue!! Stick in it me. Oohh suck me.” As her excitement built, I was glad I had my arms wrapped around her legs as her hips were bucking and it was the only way I could keep my mouth on task. Then suddenly she grabbed the back of my head and held it firmly against her crotch as she orgasmed, blurting out repeatedly, “Oh that’s so fuckin’ good. Eat me! Eat me! Eat me!” As she came, her cream started dribbling out of her pussy which I gladly lapped up. While her juices did not flood out like a girl squirting, her cum was different from other women as it just kept dribbling out in a little stream. The taste was sweet like it contained honey or sugar and was not only addictive but somewhat intoxicating. I continued licking all she gave to a chorus of “eat it up. Eat it all up. Make me cum again.” Intent on giving her what she wanted, I resumed my oral assault by sucking her clit between my lips and battering it with my tongue. I was so focused on getting Tatyana off again, I didn’t notice that she pussy was still flowing cream and what didn’t smear on my chin ran down her ass crack and pooled on the mat. As her hips again began humping against my mouth and tongue I knew another orgasm was approaching. When she grabbed my hair pulling me tight into her crotch and squeezed me between her thighs, all I could hear was, “Oh yes. Oh yes. That’s it. Yes. Mmmm. Yes.” Tatyana held me with my tongue pressed into her pussy as the ecstasy subsided. When finished and the liquid flow eased, she pushed my head away using the fistful of hair she had grabbed. “Roll over onto your back,” she demanded. As I moved from between her legs, I spied the rather copious amount of her cum on the mat that had escaped my best efforts at sucking it up. I laid on the adjacent mat and Tatyana rose from the inclined position she had previously taken to kneeling next to me. “Now it’s my turn to play around,” she said; followed by, “But I’m not gonna let you sit by idle.” As she shifted her left leg to the far side of my head, I suddenly had her wet pussy mere inches above my face. And when she laid down on my body, it lowered nicely to my mouth. I did not need any urging to resume eating her out. Looping my arms around her legs, my hands gently kneaded her butt cheeks and pulled her down to allow greater penetration with my tongue. Meanwhile, I could feel her pursuing my manhood. First the button on the pants then the zipper, she was peeling the jeans down. I raised my ass slightly to allow them from beneath my butt. While I could feel my erection sticking above the elastic band of my underwear, Tatyana still slid her hand into the briefs and wrapped her fingers around it. As she raised it up, the briefs slid down such that it was now completely free. With a firm grip and a slow, deliberate movement, she stroked my cock. My mind bounced back and forth from the sensation she was giving my erection to the pussy I was busy tonguing. When I felt her start bathing the head of my cock with her tongue, my tongue and lips went on autopilot as I focused on the exquisite feeling she was giving. After several trips up and down the shaft with her tongue and an occasional lap around the head, I felt her take several inches of my cock into her mouth, wrapping her lips around its girth. As she proceeded to suck up and down on it, I started to raise my hips to meet her oral descend down the shaft. Not pleased by my movement, Tatyana quickly grabbed my balls and pulled down. The sudden pain was all I needed to understand that was not allowed. As her pattern of sucking and licking grew consistent, I returned my focus on her pussy and clit. I was determined to make her cum again and this time be in a position to drink all her love juice. I noticed just above my face, tucked between her cheeks was her tight little asshole, that seemed to be winking as it puckered and unpuckered with our movements. Feeling emboldened by the acceleration of movement both in my crotch and in my face I decided to play a little with the hole. I started, first just sliding my finger over it both to judge Tatyana’s reaction and to coat my finger with the stickiness that had drained through her crack earlier. I wasn’t sure where her focus was, her approaching orgasm or the oral talents she was displaying on my cock, but she seemed unfazed by my toying with her rosebud. I decided to take her to the limits and on one of the slides, I crooked my finger slightly and it slid unrestricted into her anal opening. Moments later, Tatyana was spiraling into a major orgasm. Much to my surprise, to muffle her screams of ecstasy, she pushed my entire dick into her mouth and throat while letting out a muffled cry. I was totally absorbed in trying to lap up the steady stream of juice now flowing again from her pussy while pumping my finger in and out of her ass. Tatyana’s vaginal lips seemed to be flexing in an effort to push more juice from deep within. As the orgasm subsided, I extracted my digit from her ass and she removed my cock from her mouth. As she rose up from her position over my face, she rotated so as to straddle my cock. Lowering down onto my member she looks straight into my eyes and with a throaty voice said, “Now you’re gonna fuck me until you can’t fuck any more. We’re gonna do it like wild rabbits and you’re gonna make me cum many more times.” As my cock sank into her pussy, I could feel all of her cum that had built up inside coating me and squishing out. At first, Tatyana lifted and lowered, going from scarcely having the tip held by her lips to taking my full length deep inside her. As she bounced up and down on me, there seemed to be no end to her juices as a trickle would accumulate and run down my crotch. Building up a rhythm her speed intensified and as she was clutching her breast and throwing her head back, she blurts, “Yes, there it is. Oh yes. Hmmm. Oh it feels good.” As her orgasm subsided, she laid across my chest a little breathless. My erection was still buried deep within her vagina as she started to rock up and down. Needing no encouragement, I raised my legs a little spreading Tatyana wide and started thrusting into her. It was slow, deliberate thrusts so as to keep her near an orgasm. This lasted about five minutes before she started pushing back against my thrusts and grinding her clit against my cock. I tried to maintain a steady pace but as wet as Tatyana had become, I would occasionally slip out and thrust between her ass cheeks before realigning to her pussy. She was again humping at a frenzied pace and I felt as if my load was near to exploding inside her. As she came again, she held her clit hard against my cock and while stopping the motion, shuddered as ecstasy ran through her. Satisfied at this point, Tatyana rolled off me. I looked down toward my cock and saw the swollen erection standing up like a flagpole. I was both amazed at the fact that I had lasted so long while enjoying some wonderful sex and a little worried that I could get that close and not finish. I looked over at Tatyana just in time to see her run two of her fingers between her pussy lips, bring the glistening digits to her mouth and lick the cream from them. As she savored the taste of her own cum I hear her say, “Mmmm, so sweet. Why don’t you go down and clean me up until I’m ready for you again.” One could sense from the tone that she was ordering more than requesting me to eat her. As I moved between her legs, I could see my work was cut out for me. Completely encircling her pussy and extending onto her thighs and butt cheeks was an accumulation of the sticky cream her orgasms had produced. As I lowered my mouth and started scooping up the goo with my tongue, I thought that this must be what it is like to be a cuckhold. I was a little grateful that I had not cum in her as I am sure she would have me cleaning my cream out of her. Despite the lengthy sex we had enjoyed, the cum was still quite sweet and tasty like her earlier orgasms. After quite a bit of licking, I determined I was done and laid down next to her. She looked at me and asked, “What do you think you’re doing.” ME: “I thought I’d lay here with you until you’re ready to do some more.” TATYANA: “You’re not done. There’s still something more for you to eat.” ME: looking puzzled, “But I got all that I could see.” Tatyana sat up and pulled a cloth-covered rectangular cushion to her. Leaning against it with her ass now pointed toward me she said, “You didn’t get any of what ran down my crack. I think you need to use that little tongue of yours to eat my ass. And I’m sure some might have snuck inside.” Taking a cheek in each hand, I spread them apart. Sure enough there was the telltale sign of the cum that had run down her ass. I started licking it gently just passing over her tight little hole. After a couple minutes, she growls, “Stick that tongue in there. Push it in.” I stiffen it the best I could and started probing her opening. I could taste the sweet cum that had clung to the puckered skin. She grabbed the back of my head and pushed it into her butt ordering me, “C’mon, stick it way in there. Wiggle it around. Mmmm that’s right, just like that. Mmmm, yes. Tongue fuck my ass.” After several minutes with my tongue sliding in and out her tight hole, she released her grip. I lingered a moment longer to insure she was satisfied before I moved away from her hole. Looking over her shoulders she says, “Don’t just kneel there; I’ve got a pussy waiting for more of your cock.” I looked down and realized that my erection was still in full form. Positioning myself behind her, I slid into with no resistance. She was just as wet as she had been when she first sat on my cock. I grabbed her hips and began a nice patterned thrusting. Sometime I would almost withdraw my cock completely only to drive its full length deep into her. After many minutes, I noticed her hand was now between her legs playing with her clit. As her hand increased its rubbing, she ordered me, ”Faster. C’mon faster. Fuck me hard. Raise up some.” Without losing much momentum, I stood in such a way as to be pushing down into her and was better able to increase the speed. That familiar feel of a pending orgasm returned but I just kept humping. I only hoped I would cum soon as I was growing tired. I can’t recall ever having had this much sex at one time. Then totally unexpectedly, Tatyana said, “Stop. Stop. Stop,” at which I immediately froze with my dick buried completely inside her. Looking back over her shoulder, Tatyana had a slightly wild, crazed look on her face when she said, “I want you in my ass.” I was both a little surprised because most women don’t ask for anal and only give it after extensive convincing and pleased because I thought the tightness would finally make me cum. I was starting to hurt from the prolonged erection and the built-up pressure in my balls. I slowly slid my cock out of her pussy and used the tip to rub some of the juice covering it into Tatyana’s asshole. As I aligned with her opening and started to push in, I anticipated some resistance. Quite the contrary, it was as if her ass sucked my cock in. As my thighs met her ass cheeks, Tatyana let out a low groan and I could hear her saying, “Yes. Give it all to me. Fuck my ass with that hard cock. C’mon, give it to me.” I started sliding in and out slowly fearing I would hurt her when she growled, “I said fuck my ass, not play around back there.” I increased the speed and depth of each thrust until I was fucking her like a wild animal. I was amazed at how easily her ass accepted my cock. Soon her hand was between her legs again as she strummed her clit rapidly. I could see a pleased look on her face as she enjoyed her hand motion and my assault on her ass. A minute or two later, I felt her sphincter tighten around my cock as she reached yet another orgasm. Hoping to capitalize on the tight grip, I focused hard on reaching an orgasm myself but to no avail. As the peak of her orgasm subsided, I could feel her relaxing her muscles and I knew my opportunity was waning. While she brought her cum-covered hand to her mouth, I slowed my pace but continued fucking her ass. By now fatigue was setting in and my legs were getting weak. Leaning into her I whispered, “I can’t go much longer, I am beat.” TATYANA: “That’s okay. Maybe you just need a little rest. Why don’t you clean up and lay down on the table. There’s some wet towels over there.” ME: “Can I get you one?” TATYANA: “No, I’ll take care of it.” She stood and walked out of the room. I wiped the stickiness from around my crotch and off my legs. As I leaned against the table, I was shocked that my cock was still near full staff. I could feel a little discomfort from having maintained an erection for what seemed like hours and my balls felt heavy from lack of discharge. As Tatyana returned I was struck by the beautiful glow around her naked body. When she stepped near me, I pulled her close and gave her a deep, passionate kiss. At the conclusion she quipped, “You must not be too tired if you’re trying to arouse the flame again.” Patting the table she said, “Why don’t you lie down and I’ll give you my deep muscle massage. I think you’ll particularly like it when I lie on top rubbing my tits against you.” ME: “That sounds fun. Do I get to roll over when you start doing that?” TATYANA: “We’ll see,” grinning. I lumbered up onto the table and rolled to be face down. TATYANA: “Make sure you hit the hole right. I wouldn’t want you to bend it.” Tatyana started first at my feet, rubbing and squeezing her way up one leg then the other. Her touch was firm but very relaxing to my tired legs. Eventually she worked her way up both legs to my buttocks. As she squeezed each cheek, sometime individually and sometime simultaneously, she would gently spread them apart. Eventually she started tracing her finger up and down my crack scraping the back of her fingernails across my hole. TATYANA: “You won’t mind if I massage your asshole, would you?” ME: “Mmmm. No, not at all. That might be fun.” After another pass or two, I could feel her position her finger at the opening and slowly start pressing into me. “Now just relax. You don’t want to be a tight ass do you?” And has her finger went further in. she would wiggle it, twist it and pump it in and out. It was obvious that Tatyana had applied a lube to her finger as it slid effortlessly into me. Upon withdrawing her finger, much too soon in my opinion, Tatyana said, “Enough of that, we don’t want you getting too aroused. Do you like ass play?’ ME: “Mmmm, absolutely, and you do it so well. And yes you were arousing me, not so you could tell with my continued hard-on.” TATYANA: “Maybe there will be more later. We’ll see. And I’ll be relieving the pressure on your cock in a little while. Right now, you just want to relax and enjoy.” Now Tatyana climbed up onto the table from where my feet were. As she straddled my midsection, her hands began working up my back, pushing all the stress out. As she would work her hands up to my shoulders, I could feel her body heat as she leaned over mine. After working the muscles in my shoulders and neck, she laid down on me and I could feel her body pressing against me and her hardened nipples tickling my back. As she gently kissed my back and neck, her hands slowly moved up and down my arms. As she rubbed them, she extended them above my head. After a minute, she moved up so as to be close to my ear and whispered, “I need you to grab those handles and pull yourself further up a little.” Oblivious to anything but the pleasure she was bestowing on me, I obeyed and grabbed a handle in each hand. Giving it a hard pull, I didn’t move much. More shocking was the sudden snap of a pair of bands, cuffing my hands to the table. As I turned to look at Tatyana, I realized my ankles were also restricted. I scream out, “What the fuck?” Tatyana laid back down on me and said, “Shh, It’s just a precaution, I don’t want you fighting me.” ME, as I wiggled hoping to free myself: “Precaution, from what. I haven’t done anything to you all day that you didn’t want.” TATYANA, lying squarely atop me with her legs between mine: “Shh, just relax. I promise you’re gonna get off in a little bit. And when you do, you’ll cum more than you ever imagined.” Her hands continued to glide up and down my arms. ME: “You don’t have to tie me to the bed to get me off, I’ll cum any way you want, just say the word.” TATYANA: “All in good time, now just relax.” As I am laying there, my mind racing for a solution to my predicament, I suddenly felt something moving between my butt cheeks. It wasn’t very big initially but as it grew, it inched further between my cheeks. Since both Tatyana’s hands were on my arms, I squawked, “What is that between my legs? What are you doing?” TATYANA: “Shh, just relax, that’s just me. You’re gonna feel a little pressure, just relax and let it go.” ME: “What do you mean ‘Just you’? What the hell are you doing?” Since Tatyana was just lying atop me, the advancement of this foreign object between my cheeks was solely as it grew in size and length. It wasn’t fast, rather steady, but very apparently cylindrical. It was obvious where it was targeting and seemed to know exactly where to go. As it nudged against my asshole, I protested, “What is that? Don’t you dare put that thing in me. What the hell are you doing?” TATYANA, in a terser tone: “Don’t fight it, just relax and let it in. It’s just my cock. I’m gonna put my seed in your ass. You said you liked ass play, I’m just playing with your ass.” ME: “No! I don’t want this kind of play. Aw fuck, don’t do it.” The bulbous head maintained a steady pressure on my asshole despite the fact that Tatyana was not moving at all. It was as if it was advancing from its growth. I clinched my hole closed but with the steady pressure and the lube Tatyana had discretely applied when she was fingering my ass, the cock was starting to open me. TATYANA, whispering in my ear: “You need to quit resisting. It will swell bigger until it pushes through and then you will be stretched more. It won’t stop until it succeeds and if you persist, I will help it along.” ME: “But I don’t want this.” TATYANA: “It’s not about what you want, it’s what I want. And you will give it to me. Besides, you didn’t seem to have qualms when you were balls deep in my ass. Just relax, the worst is almost over.” I realized then that resistance was futile as the cock had already advanced to my second set of muscles and was penetrating them with ease. I tried relaxing my ass to take in the invader as I groaned in surrender. I could not believe that as Tatyana laid on me it continued to grow extending several more inches into my anus. TATYANA: “Much better. See, anal isn’t so bad. It’s almost as if your ass is sucking on my cock. And as horny as I am, it won’t take me long to cum.” At that she started to move. Slowly she extracted the majority and then returned it to its fully inserted length. As she did, my muscles clinched the shaft as if wanting to hold it in. After a few minutes my ass had grown accustom to the size and Tatyana’s pace was beginning to quicken. Sometimes it was a series of short stabs while other times it was forceful full length penetrations. At first Tatyana was quiet but as the sex progressed she started moaning a little. The moans then turned into a form of proclamations. TATYANA: “Oh yes. You have such a tight ass. I’m gonna fuck it ‘til I explode. Oh baby, I want to fill your ass with my cock. I want to cum deep inside. Oh it feels so good in you.” I could only groan as her shaft pumped in and out. I could feel my erection hanging below the table swing back and forth with every thrust. I wished I could reach around a stroke it to relief but I was at her mercy. Then Tatyana thrust in as deeply as possible and squealed, “Oh fuck. Yes. Right there.” With that I could feel her warm juices begin to squirt into my ass as her cock spasmed. After the initial couple of squirts, she started humping my ass fast saying, “Mmmm, take it, take it all. Yes, take my cum in your ass.” Each thrust sent more cum into me, but unlike the average guy that is spent after a half dozen blasts, every penetration shot another load. It was like when I was eating her pussy, the cum just kept flowing. It was almost like I was getting a jism enema. As the thrusting slowed, Tatyana laid back down on me. Despite the lack of her movement, I could feel the cock still twitch and shoot more into me. Relief came when the cock slowly started retracting much like it had penetrated. Even after vacating my ass, Tatyana remained atop me. Whispering in my ear again, “Don’t let any leak out. While I might enjoy fucking you again, I’d hate to have wasted my time.” ME: “But how could you do that?” TATYANA: “I told you, I’m a witch. I can do many things.” Once her cock had fully retracted from between my cheeks, Tatyana crawled off the end of the table. As she moved to the side of the table to my right, she asked, “Do you think you’re ready to cum.” ME: “Yes, please, I’ve been so close for so long I’m about to explode.” Tatyana reached beneath the table, grasp my cock and slowly started stroking it as she said, “Ah yes, hot and hard. The way a dick should be. I hope you’re ready to cum like never before. When I let you start, you’re gonna wonder where it’s all cumming from. Now just relax.” ME: “The last time you told me to relax, I got my ass fucked. How am I supposed to relax now?” As I feel her slowly stroking my dick, it is as if her hand is slippery. I dawns on me that she is lubing me up so I ask, “What the hell are you gonna do? “ Moments later I feel something slowly encasing my erection. As she slides whatever it is to the point my entire member is contained, I start to squirm and ask, “What is that? What are you doing now? I didn’t sign up for this weird shit.” Before she even spoke, I felt a unique sensation through the entire length of my cock. I couldn’t truly distinguish what it was. It felt like a mouth sucking on my dick but at the same time there was the sensation of me pumping my cock in and out of a pussy, but I wasn’t moving and nothing was pushing up against me. The thing felt wet and warm, much like a mouth or pussy. As she flipped on some audio of a woman being pleasured and verbally encouraging her partner, Tatyana stepped to the head of the table and said, “You’re gonna cum so many times you’ll be exhausted and that’s gonna suck every drop out of you. And girlfriend is synched to it so you can enjoy.” ME: “But what if I’m finished and it keeps going?” TATYANA: “It will know when you are drained and let go, but not until then.” Bending over she kissed my cheek. “See you in a while.” ME: “Wait, you can’t leave me laying here hooked up to a vacuum cleaner.” Tatyana walked out closing the door behind her and I’m left with a machine pleasuring my cock and talking dirty to me. Initially, while the sensation was pleasant, I was having a difficult time reaching an orgasm as I concentrated on the aspect that a tube was attached to my cock. Fearing I would bust a nut from not cumming, I closed my eyes and listening to the voice imagined I was really fucking a girl. Hearing, “Yes, that cock feels so good. Pump it in me hard. Come on, give it to me. Mmmm, that feels so good. You’re gonna make me cum. Give me your cream,” definitely started me down the road to ecstasy. The feeling around my cock mirrored her voice. When she begged for it harder or faster, it felt as if I was slamming deep into her or pumping madly at a faster pace. Yet the machine was as cruel a mistress as Tatyana. Just as I was nearing orgasm, the voice groaned and said, “Put it in my ass. I want you to fuck my backdoor. Oh, it hurts so good. You’re stretching me wide open.” The grip around the base of my cock emulated the tight sphincters one penetrates when first entering. It was remarkable how similar the feeling was to reality. It again pumped at various speeds, first slow and then with wild abandon. Then almost on cue, when the voice screamed out, “yes, yes, cum in ass. Fill me with your juice,” I started cumming. It was huge, I just kept squirting all that built up sperm and the tube continued the motion as if I was still fucking her ass. After several minutes it slowed. I anticipated it to decouple but it didn’t. I was basking in the euphoria of my orgasm when I heard the machine say, “That felt good. Now I want to suck your cock. I want you to shove it all the way into my throat. I’m gonna slurp your load down and swallow every drop.” Surprising to me, as the suction changed to that similar to a mouth, my cock became erect again. The voice had changed from that of someone talking through sex to one of a girl taking pleasure in sucking a dick, lots of slurping and murmuring. Occasionally, there was a gagging noise matched with the feeling of my cock going into her throat, holding there and then being pushed out as if needing air. After many minutes, I could feel the eruption building again, starting low in my balls and working up the shaft. One more time down her throat and I was ready to explode. Just as I started cumming, the mouth switched to the fast pumping of a few inches in and sucking hard to elicit my load. Groaning, I discharged yet another large amount that the tube milked from me. After completely draining my cock of any remnants, the pressure of the tube lessened and the voice said, “Mmmm, that was sweet. Got anymore?” I almost responded as I was in somewhat a stupor from the two huge orgasms. After regaining a little composure, I tried wiggling my cock loose but the tube held on. I figured in time I would soften and it would drop off. As I laid there, my mind drifted to a semi-conscious state as I was tired from the course of the day and more specifically from the events while on the table. I was jerked awake when the woman announced, “C’mon big boy, my pussy needs to be fucked again. I gotta have a nice, hard cock filling me up. I know you can do me again, just put it in.” As I try to catch my bearings, I feel the tube pulling my cock as if I was inserting it into a hungry vagina. I could not believe I was erect again already. As it started the pumping sensation, the voice said, “There you go, nice and slow. I don’t want you cumming too quick. I want you to make me cum several times. I am so horny I just want your dick inside me.” The action and the sex talk continued for quite some time. Every time she announced she was cumming, there was a warm rush of what seemed like liquid around my cock as the tube squeezed it as if she was having an orgasm. However, before I could build up my own orgasm, the pace would change and I would lose the progress. When she was calling for me to fuck her faster or harder, the tube did an incredible job of simulating what it would normally feel like. While I was not actually moving like I had been when having sex with Tatyana, this sex was exhausting me just the same. Sometime after the third simulated orgasm the voice said, “I want you to cum for me. Give me your hot seed. Fill my hungry little pussy with you hot cream. C’mon, fuck me.” The pace started to increase and I felt the approaching wave of pleasure. As I started to cum, I could feel there was very little juice left in my tank but the orgasmic sensation was still strong. After the tube drained me of the little amount, the voice squealed, “Oh yeah, there you go. Give me more, give it all to me.” The tube did not slow its action and I was being forced to ejaculate despite nothing cumming out. After about a minute, the tube stopped and dropped from my cock. In sheer exhaustion I could not feel my cock but knew the weight of the tube was gone. I drift off to sleep. I don’t know how long I was unconscious as time was no longer relevant. I was startled awake when I felt my cock being inserted back into the tube. Looking back as best as I could, I spied Tatyana. TATYANA: “Well hello lover. Did you have a good nap?” ME: “Please don’t put that thing back on me. What time is it?” TATYANA: “Midnight. It’s the witching hour and I am going to finish my spell on you tonight.” ME: What are you going to do? Can’t you do it without that suction thing?” TATYANA: “I just want you to eat me again until I cum. Can you do that? And my toy here will make you cum one more time. If you didn’t have something left, your cock would not have gotten hard when I played with it. Tatyana sat on the edge of the table directly in front of me with her legs spread and her pussy glistening. She slid right up to my face and draped her legs over my shoulders. Still being restricted on the table by the cuffs, I could do little more than raise my head as she pressed her vagina against my mouth. TATYANA: “It’s very simple, make me cum and you get to cum. But there’s a catch, you must swallow every drop and you know how I cum. So don’t let me down.” As she pulled her lips apart, I could only mumble as my tongue started its work. I had just enough head movement to lap from her vaginal opening to her clitoris. I pushed my tongue as deep into her as it would go and relished the sweet taste of her wetness. Tatyana had me right where she wanted me and could control my mouth. With her legs holding me centered on her sex and me unable to move back from her, there was nothing I could do but provide her the stimulation she desired. Shifting slightly, Tatyana in a throaty voice commanded “Suck my clit. Make me cum.” My attention turned to her little button that I had played with hours earlier. Taking it between my lips, I bathed it with my tongue as I gently sucked on it. As I worked to excite it, Tatyana placed both her hands on the back of my head pulling me as hard against her as possible. Suddenly her clit started to swell until it was about an inch across. I was mystified as that had never happened with a lover before. The mystery disappeared when it started advancing into my mouth like she had done to my ass earlier. I tried to pull away and protest but Tatyana had anticipated the reaction and had a firm grip on my head. It was now extended into my mouth about 3 inches and my tongue was forced to touch it in various places as it took over my mouth. I could clearly discern the penis-like head and crown, as well as the opening at the tip. TATYANA: “Now start sucking me off. I’m gonna cum in your mouth and you’re going to swallow every drop. If you don’t suck it, it will start fucking your mouth to get off.” I was panicked at what she was doing to me but even as she released her grip on my head, I couldn’t and didn’t pull off her. Rather, I started the slow sucking and moving what I could of her in and out of my mouth. Tatyana started flexing her hips to coordinate the movements. I could not understand why I was so willing to continue sucking her, having never done or wanted to do something like that before. It was like grabbing an electric wire. You knew you should let go but just couldn’t. TATYANA: “Mmmm, yes, that’s a good boy. Suck it all in. Ohh it’s getting closer.” I continued sliding it in and out, swirling my tongue across the head and back and forth below it while sucking it. It was at that point I realized the tube on my cock was duplicating my mouth on her. As she placed her hand back behind my head, I sensed Tatyana was getting close as was my own cock. While I wanted badly to pull off before she cums, I was somehow compelled to suck her faster. As she tensed, she started screaming, “Fuck yeah! Here it cums! Suck my cock, suck it hard! Come on bitch, make me cum.” With that her first blast coated the back of my throat almost causing me to gag. I was barely able to swallow when the next blast squirted out and across my tongue. I gulped as fast as I could out of mere survival as each ejaculation was as big as the previous. Each was thick, warm and strangely sweet. Almost completely unnoticed because I was focused on her cum, I was orgasming. While I know I did not have scarcely any cum to shoot, the tube was again forcing me into an extended orgasm. Tatyana’s discharge had greatly reduced but as her cock remained in my mouth, it continued to spasm releasing a steady stream of her milky cum. Following orders, I continued to swallow her seed. Slowly her cock retracted from my mouth, returning to be the clitoris I had seen. About that same time, I feel the weight of the tube fall from me and once again I could not feel my dick. Tatyana slid off the table and as I stared at her pussy trying to see the cock that had just filled me with cum, she patted me on the cheek and said, “Sleep, I will let you up in the morning.” As uncomfortable as I was in that position, I was also exhausted. I do not know how long I laid there but I eventually fell into a slumber laden with weird sexual dreams. To be continued

I spent six years in a chaotic relationship because of my two beautiful children. It started off great but she became crazier as the years progressed. Logical thinking went out the window and my life became a nightmare. The saying "Stay together for the kids" would always echo through my mind when I wanted to leave for something better. When I hit 30 I had realized it was now or never. I felt like I had wasted so much time and didn't want to waste any more. I was getting older and was sick of being miserable so I left. It was a difficult decision but I knew if I stayed in my kids lives, I could live a more fulfilling and happy life. I knew I had to finally allow myself to be happy as well. The break up was full of anger and hate. She stole a lot of my things but I soon met a girl that made me shrug my shoulders to the bullshit my ex was throwing my way. For the first time in many years I was happy and smiling. It felt strange and filled me with so much energy. I felt like a brand new person. Years passed and my ex would still hit on me and try to win me back though I was clearly happy where I was. I made it a point to avoid her as much as possible so the only time I saw her was when I picked up the kids every Friday to take home with me for the weekend. I was enjoying being in a stable relationship though unfortunately she didn't share my fetishes or really understand why the look and smell of latex was so erotic to me. She didn't understand why a woman inhaling a cigarette got me so excited and she didn't smoke so she couldn't help me there. At times I missed having the outlet for those fetishes I craved. The sex is great and she enjoys some kinky things but I did miss indulging in those particular interests that my ex would do for me. I've spent most of the past two years trying to convince my girlfriend to try latex. Start small with some gloves or panties and maybe work up to a dress. She seemed open minded at first but as time has gone on it seemed I was out of luck. I suppose that's what porn is for when you don't have a way to experience what you feel you need sexually. Today I'm full of shame though I know it was all out of my control. My hands were tied, literally. I went to my exes home to pick up the kids after getting out of work. As usual she was sitting in the chair waiting. I made very little eye contact with her. "Girls! Time to go!" I shouted toward their bedroom, fully expecting them to come running out like they always do. My ex, Brianna, smirked and said, "They aren't here right now." Confused, I exclaimed, "What do you mean they aren't here? Where the hell are they? It's my time with them." She stood up, "They won't be coming over this weekend. They are busy." She stepped closer to me slowly so I backed up. Once I knew the kids weren't there, there wasn't a reason for me to be around her anymore. "I don't know why you couldn't have told me before hand Brianna so I didn't waste my gas. I got to go." The moment I touched the door handle I felt one of her hands grab my shoulder while the other reached around to my face. I felt a wet cloth cover my mouth and nose. "What the fuck are you..." Darkness. I'm not even sure what happened or how long I was out but this crazy bitch had done something to incapacitate me. When I came to, I was sitting in a chair. I felt so tired and confused as I tried to move my hands before discovering they were tied behind the chair. It wasn't long before I realized my pants and underwear were off too. "Struggle as much as you'd like but your stuck," said Brianna from across the room. I looked over to see her in a black latex dress and knee high leather boots as she was pulling an elbow length latex glove onto her arm. "What the hell are you doing?" I yelled as I tried pulling my hands free to no avail. "You don't want to admit it but I know you miss this pussy and my insatiable appetite to please. I bet that bitch you're with doesn't please you like I would." I couldnt stop shaking my head in disbelief at how ridiculous this situation was that I was in. "So your plan is to what? Tempt me with latex so maybe I'll fuck you?" She shot back, "Not only latex," as she grabbed her pack of Marlboro Menthol 100's and pulled one to her Ruby red lips. She slowly lifted the lighter to the cigarette and I couldn't help but watch the smoke drift from her mouth. "I have a girlfriend. I am happy. I'm not interested and I'm never going to say yes to this. You are wasting your time!" Smiling she leaned forward, cigarette dangling from her lips as she whispered, "Who said you have a say?" Her smile was wide as she laughed in my face. I was at a loss for words. "Brianna, just let me go. You can't just do whatever the fuck you want." "Watch me sweety." My struggles did nothing to loosen my constraints. I tried to think about things that would keep me from getting turned on but the latex brushing against my bare cock was hard to ignore as she sat in my lap. "You dont mind if this cigarette slut sits here do you?" She inhaled deep and blew the smoke in my face as she grinded her latex clad ass along my cock and balls. "Stop. Come on, just stop. What's the point? One fuck and then I'm gone. No way I'll put myself in this position again. This doesn't get me back you psycho bitch." "That's where you are wrong. I know you are barely getting by right now. Child support is a real bitch isn't it baby?" "Fuck you," I shouted in her face. "Yes, you will fuck me. I also didn't mention, I've been off birth control for a bit. You are going to put a fucking baby in me. You're going to impregnate me and have no choice to come home to mommy." My eyes grew wide and I was full of rage. "Are you fucking serious?! Get the fuck off me. Who would do something so fucked up to someone they claim to love?" "Well, your whining is a turn off. Just shut up and enjoy the show." She leaned over to a nearby table and grabbed some tape. Now I had no control of my hands and couldn't plead my case. "Just give into the pleasure. You have no choice at this point so why not enjoy the ride?" The grinding was too much and my cock was fully erect as she slid me inside of her. I wanted to not enjoy it but it had been days since I had sex and the feeling of tight wet pussy was a powerful sensation. Moans escaped the tape over my mouth. I knew it was wrong but I couldn't look away. "Come on daddy, impregnate me. Give me a baby," she cried out as she jumped up and down on me. Her 36d breasts were crammed into this latex dress right in front my face. It had been so long since I had enjoyed my fetishes outside of porn. It was so much stimulation. The feel of the latex and the smell mixed with the site of her lips blowing clouds of smoke was driving me wild. "Just think, once you've given me a baby, you are going to get to fuck this pussy all of the time. You want latex baby, I got you. You want me to blow smoke on your dick, I'll do it. I'll be your whore. Whatever you need." As if the visual wasn't enough, her dirty talk was distracting me as well. With each thrust deep inside of her, I had to tell myself no, I can't. I have to try not to cum. "You feel so big. I bet you have a huge load for Mommy. I'm surprised it's taking so long for you. Don't fight it. Give it to me." She knew I was trying not to cum and I was getting close before pulling myself back a few times with other thoughts. Unfortunately, she wasn't going to let up. Brianna pulled her big breasts out of the dress and leaned up to rub them in my face. Her hands gripped my hair as she pulled my face between them before sitting back on my cock. To my surprise she had stopped rocking her body and sat there for a moment. She reached for her cigarettes and lit a new one. "I know you are close. You can only fight this for so long babe. I'm going to get ur seed. Maybe you need a different view. I know how much you love my big ass." She turned around, showing me her curvy body in it's tight latex confines. Her ass was nice and round and glistened from the light before she slid the dress up a few inches to show skin. My cock was pulsating and I didn't know what else I could do to stop this. She slowly lowered herself on to my cock. Her pussy was soaking wet and warm. I knew the fight was about to end. "Like that view? Like seeing my ass move when ur pounding me?" I shook my head in defiance but she knew I was weak. She tilted her head back to stare me in the eyes with the cigarette dangling from her lips as the pace quickened. Panic was setting in as I felt an intense sensation shoot through me. "Mm, yes. Good boy. Fill my pussy." She had won. I kept saying "No, no, no" under the tape but it didn't matter. It was too late. My cum was deep inside of her and nothing could change this fact. I was in a daze when she untied my hands. The anger was gone because shame had set in. "I'll let you know once I take the pregnancy test. I'm going to go shower." I barely heard her, I was so out of it. My mind wandered to so many terrible scenarios as I opened her front door to leave. That was the longest 30 minute drive home I had ever made. My girlfriend had messaged several times but I didn't even know what to say at this point. Now I'm living with the guilt as I impatiently wait to find out my fate.

In part one you became acquainted with Jack, Debbie, Sara, and Donna. Jack continues his blue ball internship. Debbie and Jack develop a very special relationship that just might get Jack in big trouble. Now you also meet Lisa, Sara's special friend. LISA's arrival I arrive at the apartment at about 10 15. I can see lights on in the kitchen downstairs. Sara must be up I thought. As I make my way toward the staircase, Sara is at the screen door. Well where have you been this late on a school night she asks. She must have just gotten out of the tub because she was only wrapped in a towel over her tits and barely covering her mound below. Oh, hi Sara, I was with the other interns at the company house going over the jobs ahead of us. I knew this was bullshit and I hoped that she could not detect my guilt. Now that is interesting, she says. My husband told me that the Company hires a few interns every summer and most of them are Women. ah, ah, I stammered yes there are a couple women in the group. aw hell, she gonna bust me out for this. You are being good now aren't you? she asks. Sure I am, I quickly replied. She looks at me a little skeptical and says good, I don't want you doing anything naughty now. Of course not, I replied. A handsome young man like you has to be careful in this small town. All the single women here get very lonely including the other interns. They may try to take advantage of you while you are here. I know you didn't get laid this weekend and you are probably a little horny. She doesn't even know the half of it, I thought. You are just going to have to go upstairs and have some alone time to relieve that. uh, yeah, that a good idea I said. She added, I was just about to take a Jacuzzi bath myself. That sounds great, I said. Oh it will sound great she answered. My eyes widened a bit because I now know that she understood my comment the other morning. She knows I can hear her through the vents. She has probably always known. She is a very friendly woman and fuck, what a tease I thought. Ok, good night she said as she pushed the door shut. Good night I replied. I went upstairs and got ready for bed. When I turned the sink off from brushing my teeth I could hear the water running again. Sweet, I thought, I get to hear another episode from Sara. The water stops running and I hear the wurring of the Jacuzzi. The quiet moaning starts and I can hear light splashing in the water. I can hear her mutter oh fuck, yeah, that's it, ahhhh. Now I can even hear her breathing heavy. I'm thinking I can hear much clearer this time. Does she know I am listening? Is she putting on a show? The moaning gets quicker and she is moaning louder. I can hear her saying. oh fuck yeah, stroke that cock for me boy! Boy? That is what she called me I thought. Is she telling me to stroke my cock while I listen? I can hear the water splashing a lot more now. Whatever she is doing she is doing is hard. oooo my fingers are fucking my pussy, it feels sooo good. I want to hear you cum, stroke that cock boy. My cock springs up instantly and I start stroking it. oh oh oh god it feels good when I pinch my nipples and rub my clit, I think I am going to cum soon. Are you ready, cum with me I hear. I am pumping my cock and feel a blast boiling in my balls. I hear o o o o o, yeeaahh I'm cumming hard boy, shoot you load, shoot it now, I want your cum. And at that moment my cock begins to explode all over the bathroom floor. Fuck, I grunted loudly. Oh shit, I bet she just heard that. I don't hear anything after that but the water beginning to drain. My balls feel spent and I feel drained. It will be easy to sleep tonight but it just doesn't satisfy my desire to burry my cock. Jerking off feels great for a little while but it's just not the same. I need to get laid. Friday is only two days away I tell myself. I walk down the stairs the next morning and Sara called out through the screen door. I say jokingly, we have to stop meeting like this, and I wink. She smiles at me and asks, so were you able to relieve your stress last night? Uh, yeeaah? I say as to question. Good, I thought you might. Yeah, I said, thank for that. Oh honey, that's quite alright, I enjoyed it very much as well. So will you be home after work tonight? yeah, I should be home regular time tonight. Are you up for dinner she asks? I said, sure, that sounds good. Good, she says, because lisa is coming to town tonight and I would like you to meet her. Holy crap, I think, another girl to cross paths with while I am already so horny! She will be staying with me for the weekend she added. Yeah, I'll bet they will be have a great time this weekend I thought. Sounds great I say, and I make my way to the truck. This morning I spent a lot of time in the shop and got back to my desk at about 10. On my desk was an envelope marked confidential Human Resources. Debbie is an intern in HR, did she leave this for me? There was a note inside with two exclamations and a smiley. The note said, thank you for your time and attention yesterday. I would need more of your time today regarding the work you took home yesterday. I was thinking what the fuck does this mean? I didn't take any work home yesterday. Oh fuck, now I get it! She is saying that she wants to see me again and she felt bad about leaving me hangin with a huge boner, maybe? I thought. I wrote her a quick note that said no problem come see me around 10. I figured either she will be confused by the time as it was already past 10 AM or she will show up at 10 PM tonight. I passed by the break room at about 11 AM and she was there making a cup of coffee. Perfect, I thought. I walked in and poured a cup of coffee and slid the note to her at the counter. She unfolded it and read it, look at me and winked. Awesome, I guess I will find out her intentions tonight. I got home about 4 this afternoon and Sara called out from the kitchen as I passed the side door. Hello! Oh Shit, I immediately remembered that I am have dinner with Sara and Lisa tonight. Fuck, I just thought about how I was going to get out of it if Debbie was going to show up tonight. I would get in big trouble with Sara if she new Debbie was going to be there. I don't have Debbie's number, I have no way to call her off. What was I thinking?, or, what was my dick thinking? Sara said, Lisa just called and said she would be here in about 20 minutes. That gives you just enough time to shower and change into something more comfortable, she winks. ah ah, ok, I said, I will see you in about half an hour. I ran upstairs and jumped in the shower. I thought, this could work. I'll go to dinner at 5 and wrap it up by 8 or 9, Sara will be busy with Lisa and Debbie will be cleared for arrival at 10. This is actually going to work, I thought. As I descended the staircase I could hear Sara and Lisa in the Kitchen cackling and laughing like a couple of hens. I overhear Sara saying, you are really going to like Jack. He is quite the handsome man. The poor guy is have struggles with his fiancé lately and she is not satisfying his needs at all. When I heard this I started stomping louder on the stairs so they knew I was coming down. That discussion stopped immediately. Oh, here he comes, Sara said. Is that you Jack? Sara called out. Yep, it's me I called back. Well, get down here she said, I have someone I want you to meet. I walked in the screen door and was greeted by the sight of a tall brunet, very slender and very pretty. I walked toward her and offered her my hand and she approached me and said nonsense, we hug around here as she dived deep into my arms and wrapped her arms around my back. Sara was right, she had small boobs but I could feel her diamond hard nipples push into my chest. Was she excited to see me? Or, was she always hard like that? We spent a little while sipping wine and gabbing while Sara prepared steamed artichoke for dinner. Lisa asked me about Donna, she said Sara has told me a bit about Donna. I looked at Sara and she looked back at me, Oh did she now, I said. Sara got a little red and turned back to cooking. Tell me more Jack, Lisa continued. I told her about how we met and her sorority functions blah blah blah. She asked me if I was going home this weekend, I told her I was leaving straight from work tomorrow. Well, I bet you will be glad to see her tomorrow she commented. I said, Oh hell yeah! Sara chimes in and says, I hope you don't mind Jack, but I told Lisa about last weekend and how Donna left you here very, ah, frustrated shall we say. My eyes widened. And that we have to take care of you and make sure you don't stray. Fuck, I thought, now she is telling the whole town? Sara added, I tell Lisa everything. She knows all my deepest darkest secrets and intimate details. Oh does she now?, I say. Lisa piped up and said, and she knows mine. There isn't anything we haven't shared. My mind is going crazy thinking about everything they have shared and how that scene might look. I feel my cock begin to lengthen down the leg of my shorts. Lisa jumps up to help Sara with dinner prep and I get a chance to check Lisa out from behind. Oh god, I thought, What a fantastic ass Lisa has. It is perfectly heart shaped with long legs. She is wearing a pair of tights that do not hide any contour. I can make out her mound through the gap in her slim legs. My cock is pressing harder in my shorts now and just then Sara reaches back and rubs Lisa's ass affectionately. I was so focused on this movement that I didn't realize Sara was looking back at me. Once I look up, she winks at me again. Fuckin bitch, she is so just teasing me now I thought. That doesn't change the fact that my cock is at full attention right now and I am ready to bury it in anything besides my hand. We finished dinner at about 7 because we spent so much time talking. I started to get a little antsy because I knew I needed to wrap this up by 8. I asked if I could clear the table. Lisa said, I love a man that can help the girls with the dirty work. Sara added, yeah, I am looking forward to having him around for the summer. There is a lot of dirty work around here. Damn it I thought, these girls are just fucking teasing the shit out of me. None the less, at least I know my cock is enjoying it. I jumped up and started clearing dishes. I had everything washed and dried in under 30 minutes. Sara and Lisa continued to talk and laugh at the table while I cleaned up. Sara said Thank you for cleaning up Jack. It's just a shame that you won't be here all weekend to help us with the dirty work! Lisa added, Yeah it is liable to get downright filthy! I mentioned to Sara that I was going to turn in early tonight because of my long drive tomorrow and I was going to go shortly. Lisa said, it was very nice to meet you Jack. I know I will see you a week or two. I will be back in town visiting again soon. Oh, I said, that great, we will have to do this again. Ugh, I thought to myself, what did I just say. I mean, I really like these girls but they are not helping me get less horny, they are making it worse. My balls feel like they are going to literally explode right now. Sara came over to me and kissed me on the cheek and said softly, if we get a bit too loud tonight, just stomp on the floor and we will tone it down a bit. We tend to get a bit wild when she is here and she has not visited since she moved out. I knew what that meant. She was telling me I might hear them through the air ducts. I said, Oh don't worry, I sleep like a rock. I will be packing later tonight so you might hear stomping, so don't tone it down for me. Ok she said, if your sure? No problem I replied. I walked out saying good night to both of them and headed upstairs. I heard Lisa tell Sara that they needed to go into the living room. Perfect I thought, they are going to be completely engaged with one another by the time Debbie showed up. It was 9 fifteen now and I needed let them get down to their business. I took another quick shower. I was sweating bullets at dinner because they had me so worked up. My cock was nearly hard just from washing it with soap. I wanted to just jerk off again, I was so horny. I refrained thought because I was hoping Debbie would show up soon. I got dressed in some shorts and a tank top. If figured I would give her a look and my huge arms. I just sat down and started reading a book when I thought I heard voices. I put the book down and went into the bathroom. The voices were a little louder there. I could hear Sara and Lisa giggling and murmurs of them talking. I couldn't make out the words, it was too muffled. I figured they must be in Sara's bedroom because I can hear much better when Sara in in the Bathroom. Just then, Lisa walks into the bathroom and she continues talking to Sara a bit louder as if she is calling from across the room. Lisa says, boy that Jack was pretty hot. I couldn't make out Sara's reply. You would think that Lisa knew about the air ducts since she lived here for two years! Maybe she did, I thought but maybe not? Lisa continued, it is a shame that his fiancé isn't taking care of his needs. I would certainly like to ride his cock! Did you see that bulge in his shorts Sara? I couldn't hear the reply again and then I heard Lisa say, oh shit, I forgot about that. Well I guess she remembered the air ducts now. The talking went quiet. I knew it, I was going to be teased by these two all summer. I looked at the clock and it was about quarter till 10. I quietly walked out on the stair landing to shush Debbie if she arrived. Just as I walked out I see a car go down the road and park in front of a house 3 doors down. Is this Debbie I wondered. Maybe she is being discrete. When the door opened, it was difficult to see but I thought I saw Debbie’s hair in a pony tail and she was wearing all black. She walked toward the house and I waived to get her attention. She looked up and I put my finger to my mouth to be quiet. She slowly climbed the stairs and I welcomed her in. Why do I need to be quiet she asked. That's a long story but my landlady doesn't approve of me have people over. Oh, ok, she said. I gave Debbie a kiss on the cheek and a light hug. I figured since I helped her with an orgasm that we were beyond handshakes. You understood my note I see. Yeah, she said, I was excited to come over tonight. So come on in and sit down, I said. I offered her the overstuffed chair. She looks around at the meager furnishings and and says, I like what you did with the place. Simplistic decor I would say, we laughed. Well at least you don't have to share the Kitchen or worse, the bathroom she continued. It is just brutal trying to get breakfast, get showered, and ready for work in that house. And you know very well how I sleep. I guess that could be a little frustrating I commented. So, I wasn't quite sure I understood your note to me Debbie. What did it mean exactly, I asked. Well Jack, I woke up this morning refreshed because I slept much better after you helped me orgasm. I couldn't stop thinking about that at work today. Yeah, I know you were just using me for your own selfish reasons. That is what men are for aren't they? she submitted. uh I don't think so I said. I don't think I would like to be treated like a slave. How do you know if you haven't tried it she asked? That kind of took me a back a bit. What are you saying Debbie, that I should be your slave. Exactly, you will be my sex slave and you will have to do whatever I ask. I have to admit, the thought of being a sex slave was a bit interesting to me. I fired back and said what kind of things are we talking about? I asked. Well, first of all you have to obey all my orders and you would service me at my will. I actually liked that idea a lot, the thought of it was getting me hard again. At least there would be plenty of sex of thought. If you are a good slave, you might get rewarded from time to time. What would my reward be I asked her eagerly? Well we would just have to see. I asked her if she had done this before. No, she said, but I fantasize about it all the time. I have always been a bit dominant in my relationships anyway. So how do we go about this, I asked. Well, if you are game for it we will establish the word coffee as your safe word. If you say the word I will stop the current activity. You will be punished for using the word but the current activity will stop immediately. Oh, so I have an out if I don't like something. Yes, you may not like the punishment, but you do have an out. Ok, I'm in then! Awesome, she said, let's get started. What? Now? I asked. Yes slave, you are now my property to do with what I will. You will address me as Miss Debbie from now on. I kinda chuckled. Come here slave she ordered. As I slid across the floor to get closer, she slapped me across the cheek. That’s, for laughing. If you don't want any more of that, I suggest you straighten up she said forcefully. I was in shock, what did I get myself into? Holy crap I thought. Now say it slave. Say what? I asked. Smack, another slap. Oh, ok Miss Debbie, I said. That's better she said. See, I don't want to punish you but if you are naughty, I will for sure. Yes Miss Debbie I answered. Ok slave, you are going to service me now. I want you to do everything I say and only what I say. Additionally, you are not allowed to cum unless I give you permission. She looks at me and pauses. Now I'm thinking shit, that does not sound so good. Oh, Yes Miss Debbie, I understand. Good boy she says. Slave, I need to be undressed now she orders as she stands up. Yes, Miss Debbie. I walk over to her and tug at her shirt. Smack. Oh, Sorry Miss Debbie, I am ready for your command. Good boy slave, you might just catch on to this pretty quickly. Now, pull the pony tail out of my hair. I reached behind her head band slid the band out of her hair. Her long black hair fell down and covered her chest and back. My hands then fell to my side. Well done, now kneel before me and remove my shoes. I do so with haste. I want you to stand behind me and slid my shirt over my head. I begin to tug her shirt from the waistband of her tights and slide the form fitting shirt up over her flat stomach and then over her perfect tits. Up and over her head and hair as she shakes out her long locks and covers her back. She is wearing a black lace bra that is sexy as hell. I think I am beginning to enjoy this a little. My dick starts to come alive again. Slave? Yes Miss Debbie. I want you to slide my tights down my legs. I looked down at her ass protruding from her tights and I can't wait to get a look at it. I put my thumbs in her waistband and begin to move it down around her ass. Take your time boy, she orders, I want to enjoy every inch. As her panties are exposed, I can see they match the lace in the bra. As the waistband descends around the bottom of her ass my cock is growing even harder. I am kinda enjoying this! I slid the tights down along her thighs and I hear her exhale as she leans her head back and tickles me with her hair from above. She steps out of the tights and sits back down in the chair. Now I get a look at her from the front. She is sitting with her hair covering her tits but her legs are wide open exposing her smooth thighs. Through her panties I can see a shadow of a full bush in front. I actually found it kinda hot. My cock was now at full staff. I see that you are enjoying undressing me slave, you cock looks like it is good and hard. Yes, Miss Debbie, it is rock hard because you are so sexy. Debbie smiled at that little adlib. Excellent slave, your flattery will only add to your rewards. Thank you Miss Debbie. Slave, I need to view your cock now. Please unzip your shorts and bring it out to view. I zipped down the fly of my shorts and maneuvered it out from my boxers. I could see her eyes light up when she saw my cock. She tried to stifle her reaction though. This just made my cock bounce a bit. That is a nice cock slave, you will service me well with that big dick. Now slave, I want you to remove the rest of your clothes. Turn around and do so, I want to see your ass as you strip. I turned around and removed my shirt first and then unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them down along with my boxers. I sensed Debbie lean forward and then, smack. She slapped my ass hard. I jolted but it kinda felt good. Did you like that slave. Did you like having your ass slapped. Yes Miss Debbie, I liked it! Will you do it again? Smack, even harder. I knew this one was coming so I thing I enjoyed it even more. Who knew I would enjoy getting my ass beat by a girl. Turn around now boy, let me see the full package. I turned to see her rubbing her tits with one hand and brushing over her panty clad pussy with the other. He eyes lit up again but she tried to cover by saying, very good slave you are keeping my property very clean shaven for my access. That will get you a reward, keep it that way! yes Miss Debbie, I will keep it shaved clean for you. Debbie paused and looked around. I heard it as well. There were some odd noises coming from the bathroom. She said, as if to break character, what the hell it that noise. I said uh, that is my landlady downstairs. She looked back at me with disapproval. Oh, Miss Debbie, that is Sara, my landlady. She has company tonight. Debbie’s face softened. What is she doing boy, go listen and find out. I went into the bathroom and I could hear what I expected. Sara and Lisa were both moaning loudly. What is it slave, tell me now. Uh, Miss Debbie, I think they are having sex. She has a man over tonight, she asked. No Miss Debbie I said, it is a girl friend of hers that used to live in this apartment. Debbie comes into the bathroom and I whispered, be quiet Miss Debbie, they can hear us if they were listening. It was tough for Debbie to stay in dom mode as she heard them moaning. We listened for a minute longer and we could hear a humming sound coming through the air duct. That sounds like a vibe Debbie said. They are having a good time it sounds. Yes Miss Debbie, it is quite a turn on. Why yes it is slave. I wanted to get her back to focusing on us. Between Debbie, Sara, and Lisa I was fuck all horny and I need to bust a nut soon! Alright slave, I need my pussy licked, I need to cum. When I get on the bed, you may remove my panties. She rolls onto the bed and jump in-between her legs and begin to inch her panties down. I know she like this done slow. I ask, Miss Debbie? yes salve? May I lick your smooth skin as I remove your panties? Yes slave, you may. She begins to breath deeper and her hands are massaging her tits through her bra. I begin licking her thighs as I pull her undies down to expose her dark bush. She is already very wet. She must love this roll play, I thought. Just knowing that is a huge turn on for me. As I pass near her pussy I can almost taste her. Licking a woman’s pussy is one of my favorite things! The scent of a woman is a huge bonus and her pussy is perfect. As her panties uncover her pussy mound I can see her clit standing up ready for attention. I am quite amazed; it is one of the biggest clits I have seen. I don't dare go near it right now or she will smack me hard I imagine. I continue to remove her undies down her legs and off her feet licking inch by inch. I can see her hands reaching into her bra to pinch her nipples. She raises her knees upward and says, now slave I want you to use your tongue to lick my pussy lips. Don't touch my clit until I say so. I dive back down between her thighs and gently approach her lips with my tongue. As soon as I make contact, she gasps a little at my touch. Just as I expected. mmmm it tasts soooo goood. Her juices have lubed up her lips quite completely. There is plenty to be lapped up. she begins to moan as i trace the outline of her lips. Up one side down the other, up the middle, flicking my tongue and I go. Her breathing gets deeper still and quickens. She moans now slave, you may pay my clit the attention it deserves. Yes Miss Debbie, I mutter between licks. I take another lick straight up the center of her lips and arrive at the base of clit. She gasps deeply at my touch again. I back off quickly and come straight down on the tip. Another gasp. That is good slave, I want you to lick the shaft of my clit and make me cum boy. She wasn’t kidding, her clit was about a half inch tall. I put my tongue on the side of it and licked up one side and down the other. Her hips began to push into my face. She muttered lick it boy, make me cum now. As I lick faster and harder, her legs begin to tremble. Get ready boy, I'm going to cum hard. Another lick and she blasts me in the face with a huge squirt. Fuck, Blast after blast on my face. I have seen girls squirt on porn sites, just never had one squirt in front of me. That was fucking hot as hell. I pulled away for a second and she yelled at me, keep licking boy I'm going to blast again. I dove back in and flattened my tongue against her clit and rubbed hard. In just a second she was blasting and trembling again. Fuck I love this, I thought. You may stop now slave, I am finished. What? Finished? Again she is going to do this to me I thought. Debbie gets up and reaches for her undies. I am lying on the bed still sporting a cock of steel with a look on my face like she kicked my dog. She stopped and turned toward me and said. Well slave you have done great tonight. I will grant you one reward. Miss Debbie, i said, I want to cum too. Oh do you know? she replied. Yes Miss Debbie, licking your hot cunt and seeing you squirt has made me beyond horny. And where do you want to stick that cock to make it cum, she asks. I would like to bury it in your wet and tasty cunt. You mean this cunt, she drops her panties back on the floor and lifts one leg up on the bed. She starts spreading her pussy lips apart showing me her hole. Yes Miss Debbie, that gorgeous twat. I don't know if I can allow that quite yet. I will tell you what, if you give me another massage like last night, I might let you cum. That is fair Miss Debbie. She laid back down on the bed this time on her stomach. I straddled her thighs like last night. She commanded, slave, unfasten my bra and push that dick against my ass crack. Burry it deep in my ass crack. I pushed my thighs upward toward her ass and buried my cock between her cheeks. She added, you may reach down and rub my pussy with your hand to lube your cock with my juices. I want you to keep that ass lubed up, got it? Yes Miss Debbie. I put three fingers against her mound and rub to get them good and wet. I then rub her juices on the head of my cock. I think I might cum right now but I don't have permission. I begin her massage at the lower back and work my hands upwards toward her shoulders sliding my cock through her ass. I can feel her hips pushing back and hear her moaning. She obviously likes this! Ok boy, now I want you to rub the head of your cock on my pussy lips. You may not enter. Get your head good and soaked. Then rim my asshole with your slimy cock. Yes Miss Debbie, I reply. As I start rubbing my cock around her ass hole. Her hips begin to rise higher and her hand disappears under her legs. Press harder she commands. Unpucker my asshole with the tip of your cock. You are going to fuck my ass slave! If you do it right, I will let you cum in my ass. If you don't I will not let you cum at all. Are you ready slave? yes Miss Debbie, I am ready to push my cock in that beautiful asshole. Soak your cock on my pussy again, I am dripping with lube. Fuck, her lips feel great against my cock head. I just want to thrust into her cunt. I bring my cock back to her ass and press harder against her hole. I can see the tip push inward and I repeat this motion for a moment. She then tells me, I want you to slowly push your cock head all the way in my ass and work it in and out. Slowly my head disappears. She is now moaning louder. Her fingers are playing with her cunt. Her asshole is extremely tight on my head. After a few more pumps, her asshole begins to swallow my shaft easily. She is grunting and moaning at once. Oh fuck, she says that is nice boy. fuck Miss Debbie’s asshole. You did that perfectly she mutters you may cum when you want. Fuck, she says louder Fuck, fuck, fuck my ass slave. Fill it with your cum boy. o o o o yeeeah that’s it, I'm fucking cuming boy, dump your load in me. Her ass feels amazing. I feel like I am so deep in her ass I may never get out again. My balls are boiling with a huge load. I haven't cum since last night and have been teased all damn day it seems. The pressure mounting is immense! I may blast right through her. My back begins to arch, my feet are curling. I gonna push one more time and let it fly. Fuuuuuck I yelled out and my dick started pumping shot after shot into her asshole. My whole body starts cramping up and the last drops are pushed down her hole. Fuck, I exhaled and collapsed on her with my dick still in her ass. We both layed and tried to catch our breath. She asked me if I liked being a slave. I said it definitely has it's up side and we laughed. Once I pulled my cock out she turned over and flooded my sheets with the cum from her ass. Well slave, you will have to sleep in a wet bed tonight. That is ok with me Miss Debbie! She smiled at me and got dressed. In a minute she was out the door. I jumped up and followed her to the door. I whispered, when will I see you next? She said, whenever I want, slave. She winked at me and tiptoed down the stairs. I watched her leaving and jump in her car. BUSTED Just then, Sara cracked open the door and said, it that you Jack. I didn't realize I was still naked on the landing. Yep, it's me, I said. What are you doing up there? There is a lot of thumping. Just packing, I said. You’re packing naked, she asked. Oh shit, I covered up. Get down here right now! She yelled. I don't know why I felt compelled to go down there naked, but I did. She opened the door and said, get in her now. I was covering my junk with both hands. Just then Lisa walked into the kitchen and stopped in her tracks. She didn't expect me to be there in the buff. What is going on Lisa asked? Sara replied, Jack has been a bad boy tonight. He had a woman in his apartment. Uh, Uh, I was packing my cloths and decided to pack what I was wearing, I swear. Sara retorted, you and I both know you had a woman up there, I can smell her pussy on your face. Damn, I was busted big time. Ok ok, I did have a woman up there, what are you going to do I asked nervously. Well, I'm just not sure Jack. Would Donna be disappointed? Oh Fuck, you wouldn't Now that Jack has been busted, how will this story continue??? Tune in later and find out. PLEASE PLEASE COMMENT. I enjoy reading your reactions.

MAKING THE PERFECT HUSBAND Mark agrees to participate in a research project a few weeks before his wedding. At the same time, his relationship with his fiancé takes a strange twist. Is it all just coincidence? Not Written by me. It's a work of Joe Burante. CHAPTER 1: THE RESEARCH PROJECT Mark Jones was savoring the rich taste of his coffee early in the morning when his phone rang. He glanced at the caller-id and did not recognize the number. ‘Probably a sales call,’ he thought. He decided to answer it anyway. A cheerful woman’s voice filled his ears. “Good morning Mr. Jones. My name is Isabella and I work for the Northstar Research Group. We are conducting a research project and your name was referred to us as a possible candidate to participate.” Mark did not want to be roped into a research project, but he was intrigued. Isabella was very pleasant and so he figured he give her a few minutes to explain and then he’d find an excuse to not participate. “A research project? What type of research?” “We are studying the effects of hypnosis on people and the choices they make. The study will be conducted over a three week period and you will be paid $250 a week.” Now she had his attention. Mark glanced at his calendar. He was getting married in two weeks. He’d probably be busy in the last week but for $250 a week he’d make it work. He had recently bought a house with his fiancée and with the wedding expenses, he sure could use the extra money. Before he could answer Isabella said, “Mr. Jones I’d like to explain the project in more detail with you. Why don’t you come down to my office tonight?” He was already hooked and so he easily agreed. “Sure I’d love to.” Mark arrived at Isabella’s office promptly at 6:00. It was located in a corporate complex not far from where Mark worked. The parking lot was empty as most business people had left for the day. Mark found his way to Suite 250 and opened the large frosted glass door. The foyer was very modern looking. The walls were painted a bold purple color and the ceiling was a deep black color. The foyer was dotted with small cone shaped lights which hung on long chords that stretched up to the ceiling. A receptionist sat below large silver letters that read Northstar Research Group. The receptionist wore a phone headset and sat behind a simple glass top desk. The only thing visible on the desk was a flat screen monitor and keyboard. There were no papers, pens, files, or writing pads. It was clear that her only job was to greet guests, take calls, and look sexy. She was more than qualified for the sexy part. Mark could clearly see her slender stocking clad legs beneath the desk. The skirt she wore was so short, that as visitors approached it left them wondering if she was wearing anything from the waist down. Mark could smell her perfume as he approached the desk. He thought it smelled pretty and inviting. The blond girl smiled and cheerfully welcomed him. “Good evening. You must be Mr. Jones. Miss Kiersten is expecting you.” Mark wanted to say something clever to the cute girl, but instead he stuttered slightly and said, “Ah, yes that’s me.” From the side of the room, Mark heard a soft soothing voice that he recognized from the phone call earlier. “Thank you for welcoming Mark Chrissie.” Mark turned to see a slender woman walking toward him. He was surprised at how young she was. He imagined a hypnotist to be an older somewhat strange person. She approached Mark and extended her hand. “I’m Isabella. So nice of you to come down on such short notice Mark.” Mark shook her hand, “No problem at all. This sounds like an interesting project.” “It’s is an interesting project and I know you are going to love it too. It will be a fun experience for you.” Isabella led Mark down a small hallway and into her oversized office. On one side of the room a small desk sat in front of a large book shelf that was filled with various journals. The remaining part of the office reminded Mark of a suite in a hotel. There was a couch and two plush arm chairs. A comforting blue oriental rug covered the middle of the sitting area. Isabella motioned for Mark to sit in on the couch. Mark sunk into the couch while Isabella took a seat across from him. The cozy couch and dim lighting was comforting to Mark. While Mark relaxed, Isabella was all business. She sat upright in the chair and crossed her legs. Her blond hair was pulled above her head in a bun. Her writing tablet and the round thin-rimmed glasses she wore gave her a studious look. Mark seemed to sink deeper into the couch, giving the perception that Isabella was towering above him. It was a bit awkward for Mark, but the nice view of Isabella’s legs made up for the awkwardness. Isabella started, “Thank you for agreeing to participate in the study Mark. The study will last for two weeks and you will be required to come to my office two or three times a week during that time. Does that work for you?” “That should not be a problem.” Their discussion was interrupted by the entrance of Chrissie. She walked in carrying two mugs in her hand. As she walked across the room, Mark could see that she was indeed wearing a skirt. It was an extremely short leather skirt. The lacy tops of her stockings were visible and Mark could clearly see the straps of her garter belt. He thought she looked incredibly sexy, but he wondered how Isabella could allow her to dress in such a provocative way at work. Chrissie announced, “your tea is ready Miss Kiersten.” She placed the mugs on a small round end table next to Isabella’s chair. Isabella offered one cup to Mark. “Try this tea Mark. It’s so good and very relaxing.” Mark did not usually drink tea but he politely took the mug and sipped the warm liquid. It was just the right temperature and was smooth and full of flavor. Mark commented, “I love the flavor. I’m not a big tea drinker, but this tea tastes delicious.” Isabella smiled at his compliment. Then she dismissed Chrissie. “Thank you for making such wonderful tea. Mark is my last appointment so you may go home now.” Chrissie leaned over to give Isabella a kiss. “Good night Miss Kiersten.” Mark was delightfully surprised to get a nice view of her ass. The only fabric visible was a small black thong. The quick flash of her ass left an erotic impression on Mark. He was even more surprised when Chrissie leaned over to him and gave him a peck on the cheek. Her warm lips sent erotic chills through Mark. He also got a quick view down her shirt as she leaned forward. She was not wearing a bra and so Mark was lucky enough to catch a glimpse of her nipples. Chrissie sweetly said, “So nice to meet you Mark. Enjoy the rest of your evening.” Slightly stunned at her openness, Mark replied, “yes, ah..nice to meet you. Have a good night.” When Chrissie walked away, Isabella went right back to business. “Mark, as I said on the phone, this study involves hypnosis. You will be given recordings to listen to each night and I will also hypnotize you a few times. Throughout the project I will be asking you questions about some products and you will also be asked to try a few products. Have you ever been hypnotized before?” “No.” “That’s not a problem. It’s really quite simple.” Mark had several questions about hypnosis and Isabella did a fantastic job at answering them. Finally she said, “It’s all about relaxing and opening your mind. Would you like to try a simple relaxation exercise?” “Sure,” agreed Mark. He was already feeling relaxed from the tea. “Close your eyes and take a deep breath.” Mark followed her instructions and took a deep breath. Isabella guided him into breathing deeply and relaxing. As he breathed and relaxed he started thinking the whole thing was silly. He was skeptical about the real effect of hypnosis. Isabella’s voice was very soothing as she guided him into a trance. “Relax and think about something that makes you happy,” Mark thought of his fiancé Amy and how exciting it would be to marry her. Soon Isabella’s voice faded away and his mind drifted into nothingness. Eventually the nothingness faded away and Mark could hear Isabella’s voice faintly in his mind. At first it seemed like a dream but soon Mark realized her voice was real and he had drifted off to sleep. ‘I better pay attention’ he thought. The next thing Mark remembered was hearing Isabella counting backwards from 10 to 1. There was a loud snap and he woke up. It took him a few seconds to come to his senses. “How do you feel,” asked Isabella. “Definitely relaxed. I think I drifted off a bit while you were trying to hypnotize me.” Mark was apologetic for not paying attention. “I’m sorry. It’s been a long day and I guess I was tired.” Isabella smiled pleasantly. Mark thought she looked very sexy when she smiled. “Don’t be sorry Mark. It means you truly relaxed. Although you didn’t hear me, your subconscious mind did. That’s how hypnosis works.” “Oh, I see,” said Mark, not really believing that it worked. Although he was doubting hypnosis he was feeling a strong desire to participate in the study anyway. He was intrigued by the whole idea of hypnosis, but there was also a selfish motive. The more he talked with Isabella the more he was attracted to her. He was finding it exciting to be in her presence and look at her sexy body. In fact, he noticed that a button on her shirt had come un-done revealing a bit of her cleavage. His cock stirred as he enjoyed the view. Isabella rested her hand on her chest briefly and Mark’s attention shifted to her bright red finger nails. She moved her hand up and touched her lips briefly. Mark’s eyes followed, taking in the fresh coat of red lipstick that Mark didn’t even see her put on. Her hand moved up and brushed away blond hair that was falling over the side off her face. As Mark’s eyes followed her pretty nails, Isabella’s deep blue eyes caught his and held their attention. By now, Mark’s cock was fully erect. He did not know why he was so aroused. There was something extremely sensual about Isabella that was driving Mark crazy. He was transfixed by her eyes and could not look away as she talked. “Mark, what did you think about to make you happy,” asked Isabella. “I was thinking about my fiancé, Amy. We are getting married in a few weeks.” Isabella’s face lit up. That’s wonderful Mark. Congratulations!” “Thank you. Miss Kiersten. I’m very excited for the wedding.” Mark did not even notice that he addressed Isabella formally and with her last name. It just seemed natural for him to do this. “It’s so nice that she makes you happy. You must really love her. You must love to please her.” “Yes I do,” agreed Mark. You’re a smart man. A good man knows that the most important thing to do is please his wife. Pleasing Amy is what you want to do isn’t it?” Again Mark agreed, “Yes Miss Kiersten.” “Good boy,” complimented Isabella in the same manner and tone a mother would compliment her child for doing something good. Mark was not fazed by the motherly tone. The phrase actually made him feel good and proud that he impressed Isabella. Isabella continued, “Mark, you will make a wonderful subject for my research project. It would please me very much if you would participate.” There was no question in Mark’s mind about the project. After meeting Chrissie and Isabella, he had a strong desire to participate. He was still gazing into her eyes. He really wanted to please her and so he responded, “Of course Miss Kiersten. I will be glad to participate.” “Fantastic!” Isabella handed him a silver MP3 player and explained, “This is loaded with a hypnosis file. When you go to bed tonight, I want you to put on the headphones, relax, and play this file. It will play for about two hours and then shut off. You do not have to be awake as you listen. If you focus on relaxing, you will probably fall asleep pretty quickly. Any questions?” “No. I can handle that.” “Good. You will do the same thing each night for the rest of the week. On Friday night I need you to come back into the office. Can you be here at 6:00?” “Sure. That’s not a problem Miss Kiersten.” “Good-boy,” complimented Miss Kiersten. Once again, her compliment made Mark feel happy and proud that he had impressed Isabella. Mark left Isabella’s office looking forward to listening to the mp3 player. That night he went to bed early. As soon as Isabella’s voice filled his ears, his cock grew hard. Mark could not resist stroking his cock and day dreaming about her and Chrissie as he listened. He was very curious about what she would say and so he was determined to stay awake for the duration of the session. She talked in a slow and soothing voice. “Close your eyes and rest Mark. Take a deep breath. In and out……in and out…” Mark could hear Isabella taking deep slow breaths. He mimicked her breaths and began to relax. Her voice continued, “Listen to my voice pet. Open your mind to me. That’s right pet, focus on my words. Allow them into your mind. Allow my words to control your thoughts as you relax and fall into a deep sleep.” Mark thought it was odd that she referred to him as pet. In his horny state of mind, he liked the idea of being her pet. He stroked his cock and imagined kneeling before her. Her voice continued to relax him and take him into a trance. His stroking became slower as he grew tired. Soon he drifted off to sleep. He was awoken in the morning by his alarm clock. He got out of bed with a raging hard-on. Mark tried to remember the recording from Isabella, but his mind went blank. He guessed that he fell asleep pretty quickly after turning on the mp3. CHAPTER 2: FALLING UNDER ISABELLA’S TRANCE Mark remained horny all day at work and he could not keep his mind off Isabella and Chrissie. Throughout the day he discreetly stroked his cock through his pants and imagined orally pleasing both Chrissie and Isabella. Later in the day his fiancé, Amy, called and inquired about the recording. “How was your first night of hypnosis? Are you a walking zombie now,” she joked. “I feel asleep pretty quickly, so I don’t recall much of what was said. I don’t feel any different. It’s really kind of silly, but the money is good.” “It’s not that silly Mark. It really pleases me that you are doing this. You can use the money to buy me a nice wedding gift, don’t you think?” Mark’s mind shifted to his session with Isabella the night before. Her word’s echoed in his mind, ‘pleasing Amy is what you want to do isn’t it….’ He suddenly had a strong desire to please Amy. He agreed with her suggestion, “Yes, that is a great idea.” “Excellent,” said Amy. Her devious smile could be felt in her words. Mark wanted to please her even more and he was very horny and so he suggested, “Why don’t I come over tonight and give you a nice massage.” “Oohhh. That’s a fabulous idea Mark, but unfortunately I have to pass. I have a ton of errands to do for the wedding. This is going to be a busy week. I’ll take you up on the offer later.” “O.k.,” Mark said disappointed that he could not see her sooner.” For the rest of the week, Mark listened to the recording every night as instructed. Isabella’s voice was very sexy and whenever Mark heard her voice images of Isabella and Chrissie floated in his mind. His cock would get erect and he would start stroking it as he listened. Each night Mark intended to listen to the entire recording. Isabella’s voice was just to soothing and hypnotic. He always fell asleep a few minutes into the recording and he always woke up horny and not remembering what was on the recording. When Friday came, the only thing Mark could think about was his meeting after work with Miss Kiersten. After work he rushed to her office. He wanted to get there as early as possible so that he could flirt with Chrissie for a little while before his appointment. When Mark entered the office, Chrissie immediately jumped up from behind her glass desk and walked out to greet him. With a cheery smile she said, “Welcome back Mark. It’s so nice to see you again.” She hugged him tightly and Mark enjoyed the feel of her pert breasts against his chest. “Hi,” mumbled Mark, thrilled at the wonderful greeting from such a sexy girl. She was dressed just a provocatively as the last time he met her. She wore a skimpy black dress that clung to her shapely body. The top was low-cut revealing tantalizing mounds of cleavage. Mark was certain she was bra-less again. A plain white silk scarf was draped loosely around her neck. It was simple and eye catching. “Please sit down,” said Chrissie, gesturing to a foam-like sectional couch in the corner of the waiting room. “Miss Kiersten told me how much you loved her special tea. I will get you a cup.” “Thanks,” replied Mark as he sat on the firm couch. Chrissie disappeared behind a wall and then reappeared rather quickly with a warm mug of tea in her hand. She handed Mark the mug and sat diagonal to Mike on the sectional couch. Mark took a small sip of the tea and enjoyed the rich soothing flavor. His eyes settled on the white scarf when Chrissie asked, “So have you been listening to the recording from Miss Kiersten each night?” “Oh yes,” said Mark unable to take his eyes off her scarf. The shiny and smooth fabric mesmerized Mark. He imagined how soft it would feel against his skin. The thought caused erotic emotions to stir within him. “And how is it going,” inquired Chrissie. “Good. To be honest, Miss Kiersten’s voice is so soft and soothing that when I listen to her recording I always fall asleep rather quickly.” A flirtatious smile filled Chrissie’s face. “I know what you mean Mark.” touched his knee with her hand as she spoke. Her touch sent chills through his body. “The same thing happens to me.” “You listen to her recordings,” asked Mark, slightly surprised. “Of course. It’s one of the perks of working here. I get to listen to all of Miss Kiersten’s recordings. I love her voice. Sometimes, just for fun, she calls me into her office and hypnotizes me.” Chrissie touched his knee again and leaned toward him. Her voice lowered. “I actually find her voice to be quite sensual. I’m often very aroused after listening to her talk.” This bit of information caused Mark’s cock to swell in his pants. He felt like a teenager, unable to control his arousal. Chrissie seemed to be staring at his crotch when she asked, “Do you get aroused from her recordings also?” “Well, I have been very horny lately,” admitted Mark. “I thought it was more because…well…you know, I hadn’t had much sex during the week.” Chrissie giggled playfully. “It’s got to be the recordings Mark. Miss Kiersten’s voice has that effect on everyone.” Chrissie noticed Mark staring at her scarf. “Is there something wrong with my scarf,” she asked. Mark suddenly realized he was caught staring. “Oh no. I’m sorry. It’s really nice. I was just admiring it.” “Thank you.” Chrissie ran her fingers along the silky scarf. “It’s so soft and silky. I just love it,” she purred. “It feels so good against my skin.” Her voice lowered again. “I have to admit, I love the way it feels rubbing over my nipples.” Mark could not believe the information she was sharing with him. His cock was fully erect as he imagined her playing with her nipples with the scarf. He seemed to be in a daze. He imagined what it would feel like rubbing over his cock. “Would you like to feel it,” asked Chrissie. “Sure,” replied Mark. He reached out and touched the smooth fabric. It sent chills through his body. He looked into Chrissie’s eyes and became infatuated with her beauty. Her red lips parted slightly and it seemed inevitable that they were going to kiss. Mark leaned towards the soft lips. His body was heating up in anticipation of feeling her sexy warm lips. Then suddenly Chrissie pulled away and perked up. Excitedly she said, “Mark, I just remembered! Your collar came in.” She jumped up and went over to drawer behind her desk. “My collar,” asked Mark confused. Chrissie pulled a black studded collar from the drawer and held it up. “Yes your collar. Miss Kiersten requires all her pets to wear collars during her sessions.” “Oh,” replied Mark. Her explanation seemed to make sense to him. Chrissie walked over to him and wrapped the leather collar around his neck and fastened the collar. Its snugness was comforting to Mark. “Stand up so I can see how it looks on you,” ordered Chrissie. Mark stood unable to hide his erection. Chrissie smiled. “Wow. It looks so sexy on you. It’s a perfect fit. Miss. Kiersten will be very pleased. Sit down Mark.” Mark was happy to hear that Miss Kiersten would be pleased. When Chrissie ordered him to sit, he got down on his knees. This was the way pets were supposed to sit. Mark didn’t know why, but he knew kneeling was the right thing to do. In his kneeling position he got a clear view of Chrissie’s panties. They were sheer white lace panties and Mark could clearly see the outline of her pussy lips through the front of the panties. They were damp with her excitement and so he could also see the pink color of her pussy lips pressing against the thin fabric. Mark’s mouth seemed to salivate at the wonderful sight. He desperately wanted to taste her pussy. “Good boy,” Chrissie said as she patted him on the head. “Miss Kiersten is ready to see you now.” She attached a steel leash to the front of his collar and tugged on it. Mark followed behind her, walking on his hands and knees. Her panties were a thong style and so he got a wonderful view of her ass as she walked in front of him. Isabella was sitting in her usual arm chair, awaiting their arrival. Chrissie led Mark over to Isabella and announced, “Your next appointment is ready.” Mark kneeled in front of Isabella and watched as Chrissie leaned in to give Isabella a welcome peck on the lips. Isabella had other plans in mind. She held Chrissie’s head and pushed her tongue into Chrissie’s mouth. The two girls shared a deep passionate tongue kiss right in front of Mark. Mark watched as Isabella’s fingers caressed Chrissie’s pussy lips through her damp panties. Then two of her fingers snuck inside the panties and slowly pushed in and out of her pussy. Chrissie moaned in pleasure. Mark could not believe the show that was going on inches from his face. A wet spot formed on the front of his pants from all the excitement. Isabella withdrew her fingers and said to Chrissie, “That will be all for now darling.” “Yes Miss Kiersten,” Chrissie moaned in an aroused voice. She unhooked the leash from Mark and sauntered out of the room with the leash in her hand. Isabella held the two fingers up that were deep inside Chrissie’s pussy. Mark could see her juices glistening in the light. Isabella wiggled her fingers, gesturing for him to come closer. “Come here my pet. I know this is what you want.” Isabella held her two fingers in front of Mark and he knew what to do. Mark greedily licked and sucked Chrissie’s juices from Isabella’s fingers. Isabella pushed her finger in and out, fucking his mouth. “Mmmm. Isn’t that good pet? Chrissie’s special sauce is so delicious and addicting. You can’t get enough of it, can you? Licking a woman’s pussy is a great form of pleasure for a woman. You can’t get enough of it can you? You will always crave the taste of pussy Mark.” Mark continued to lick and suck Isabella’s fingers. His mind was weak and was absorbing her words like a sponge. Isabella snapped her fingers and Mark instantly stopped licking and looked up at Isabella. “Mark are you ready to look at products now,” asked Isabella in a business like tone. Mark was enjoying himself so much that he forgot the real reason why he was there. He was disappointed that the fun could not continue but he knew he must obey Isabella. “Yes, Miss Kiersten,” replied Mark “Good. I’m going to show you some men’s underwear and then ask you a few questions. It’s very important to my research that you answer honestly. Do you understand?” “Yes.” Isabella led Mark over to a table. Three pairs of underwear were laid out on the table. One pair was plain white cotton briefs, one pair was black silk boxers, and one pair was white satin briefs accented with several rows of white lace ruffles that circled around the underwear. Isabella asked, “Which pair caught your attention first?” “The white pair,” admitted Mark. “And why is that,” inquired Isabella. Mark stared at the white underwear. He thought they were more feminine than masculine. “Well, they don’t really seem like men’s underwear.” “And why is that,” inquired Isabella again. “They’re very silky and pretty. They kinda remind me of panties.” “So are you saying silk is more feminine? Haven’t you ever worn silk boxers.” Mark could not take his eyes of the underwear as he talked. “Yeah, but they weren’t lacey.” “Girls do like lace, don’t they?” “Yes,” answered Mark wondering where this was leading. “Well if girls like lace, then don’t you think it would make sense for a guy to wear lace for her? She might find it to be sexy.” Mark never thought of it that way before. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.” “Is there anything else that attracted you to that pair of underwear?” Mark was truly mesmerized by the shiny silk fabric. It was just like Chrissie’s scarf. He imagined the silk would feel incredible against his skin. “Well, to be honest, the fabric looks so smooth and sexy.” “Yes, I would agree. The inside is even silkier. It is double-line with extremely smooth satin fabric. Pick them up. Feel for yourself.” Mark picked up the silk underwear and looked on the inside. It was shiny satin. His cock twitched at the sight. Isabella said, “Try them on Mark. I want you to put them on and see how they feel.” Mark looked up, surprised at the request. “You mean now? You want me to put them on now?” “Yes pet. Don’t be shy. You can put your clothes on the couch for now. Go ahead pet. Put on your pretty underwear.” Mark knew he should listen to her. He took off his shoes and shirt and then pulled his pants and underwear off. His hard cock sprang free. Isabella was delighted at the size of his hard cock. She helped him step into the underwear. Mark’s body shivered as the silk slid up his legs. Before she pulled them all the way up, Isabella unfastened Velcro strap’s on each side of the underwear and a silk sleeve fell forward. Isabella explained. “This pair of underwear was designed just for a man. This sleeve is for your cock. To Mark’s surprise, Isabella grasped his cock and pointed it down. She slid the silky underwear up, while guiding the tip of his cock into the opening of the sleeve on the inside of the underwear. Mark’s entire body shivered as his cock, ass, and balls were completely surrounded by silk. His cock grew even harder as the silky material slid over it. His hard cock fit snugly into the padded sleeve. “This feels incredible. I think I died and went to heaven,” joked Mark. Isabella giggled. I’m glad you like them because you’re assignment is to wear them all weekend.” “Really,” asked Mark somewhat excited and somewhat nervous about wearing the strange underwear. As comforting as they were, he felt a bit silly wearing them. Miss Kiersten did a great job at convincing him the lace was more for the girls to admire on him but he still felt they were feminine looking. He also thought he looked silly standing in front of Isabella with his cock pointing straight out through the silk sleeve. All his nervousness disappeared when Isabella firmly grasped his cock through the sleeve. The sleeve was padded and lined with silk and it felt incredible as it molded around is cock when she squeezed. She pumped his cock a few times and Mark thought he was going to orgasm as the smooth fabric rubbed over his cock. His knees went weak and he moaned, “That feels incredible.” “Yes, I know pet. I just wanted to give you a sample of how you can enjoy this underwear. Isabella winked at him playfully and stroked his cock a few more times. “As you can see, this is great for masturbating or for your lover to tease and play with you. You are loving this underwear now, aren’t you pet?” “Oh yes,” confirmed Mark. “I don’t know how I’m going to concentrate on anything with these on.” “You just concentrate on enjoying them. Chrissie is going to upload a recording onto your MP3 player that I know you are going to love. Make sure you listen to it at least once this weekend. When you come back on Monday we will to discuss what it was like for you to wear them all weekend.” “Yes Miss Kiersten,” replied Mark obediently. “Each night you can hand wash them. Since you’re going to hand wash these, you might as well offer to wash Amy’s delicates. I’m sure it would please her if you did that for her. It’s good to please your fiancé before the wedding don’t you think?” Mark liked that it would please Amy. Lately he had strong desires to ensure that Amy was pleased with him. It seemed that the closer the wedding was getting the more he was realizing that a good husband is a husband that pleases his wife. He agreed whole heartedly with Miss Kiersten, “Yes Miss Kiersten, I really want to please Amy. Thank you for that great idea.” “You're welcome pet. Chrissie will take care of you now.” Before Isabella even finished her sentence, Mark heard Chrissie’s heels clicking across the wood floor. He felt very self-conscious being in silk and lace underwear in-front of her and so his eyes shot down at the ground and he blushed slightly. She walked towards him with the leash dangling from her hands. Mark kneeled down and let her attach the leash to his collar. Once again he was afforded a clear view of her white panties beneath her skirt. He loved how the lace fabric clung to her pussy lips, outlining their swollen shape. His mouth began to water as he stared at the wet spot on her panties. He remembered licking her juices off Isabella’s fingers. Isabella’s words echoed in his head, “Chrissie’s special sauce is so delicious and addicting. You can’t get enough of it” All Mark could think about was tasting her pussy again. He desperately wanted to please her by licking her pussy. Mark was jolted out of his daydream when Chrissie tugged on the leash. “Come on pet,” she said in a sweet voice. Mark crawled behind her unable to keep his eyes off here ass. As he crawled behind her, the silk underwear slid all around his ass, balls, and cock, sending erotic shivers through his body. He never knew crawling could be so pleasurable. It was a torturous tease for Mark because the smooth silky fabric caressed his body so lightly. It was enough friction to create shivers of pleasure all over his cock and balls, but not enough pressure to bring him to an orgasm. When they reached the waiting area, Mark was ready to hump anything in sight. Chrissie tugged on his leash for him to stand-up so that she could admire his underwear. “I just love the underwear you picked out. It’s so pretty and sexy on you,” she commented as she traced her hand over the silk and lace. She grabbed the waistband and pulled-up on the underwear, adjusting it so that it was nice and snug around him. Once again the fabric caressed his sensitive areas and Mark’s legs grew weak from the sudden rush of pleasure. Chrissie tugged on the cock sleeve, weakening Mark even more. She was being naughty and they both knew it. Mark’s legs grew so weak that he had to hold onto Chrissie for balance. He moaned, “That feels so incredible.” Chrissie giggled. Playfully and seductively she said, “I know. It’s making me so hot. My pussy is dripping. What are you going to do about it?” Mark looked up at her, surprised at the question. He knew what he wanted to do and she knew it as well. She pushed down on his shoulders, encouraging him to act on his desires. Mark dropped to his knees and Chrissie pulled his head into her wet crotch. For a moment he was smothered against her wet panties. Her pussy smell filled his nostrils and he was in heaven. Chrissie eased up her hold just enough for Mark to open his mouth and get his tongue out. He licked the front of her panties and she moaned with approval. Chrissie slid her panties down allowing Mark full access to her shaved pussy. Mark attacked her swollen lips with his tongue and mouth. He could not get enough of her taste. He was hungry for her secret sauce. As Mark orally pleasured her, Chrissie held the back of his head and grinded her pussy up and down his face. “Oh yes,” she moaned. “Lick my pussy. Deeper….Deeper….harder. Pleasure me slut.” Her words sent Mark into a frenzy. He licked hard and did his best to meet her demands and bring her to an orgasm. Her moans grew louder and her thrusting became harder and faster. Mark pushed deeper into her pussy, helping her ride the orgasmic waves over and over again. When her orgasm finally ended, her legs were weak. She pushed all her weight forward, causing Mark to land on his back. Chrissie sat on his chest with her legs stretched over the sides of his head. Her pussy stared at his face while she caught her breath. Mark could not believe how wonderful she tasted. The smell of her sex was strong and it made Mark want more. His cock was practically twitching in its new silk home. “That was awesome. I am so horny,” cried Mark in hopes that Chrissie was not done with him yet. She smiled, satisfied. “Yes, that was incredible. We better stop now. We wouldn’t want you to have an accident in your new underwear, would we?” “I don’t care. Please, let’s not stop,” begged Mark. Chrissie laughed and squeezed his cock. This underwear makes you so weak. You’re already turning into a slut. I like that Mark. I like to see you desperate like this but I don’t want to wear you out. You better save all your horniness for Amy tonight. She is the one you really have to please.” Chrissie stood up. “Try to calm down a bit, while I retrieve you clothes.” She disappeared into Isabella’s office for a moment and the returned with his clothes. Before he dressed, she refastened the Velcro straps on the cock sleeve to the sides of the underwear. This caused Marks’ cock to be pressed up against the front of the underwear. With all the lace and padding it blended right in with the underwear, concealing his erection. Chrissie loaded his MP3 player with a new file while he dressed. When she was done, she handed him the MP3 player. “You are going to love this file Mark. Listen to it at least once this weekend, o.k.” “O.k.,” agreed Mark. Chrissie also handed him a small box. “This box has delicate soap for washing your underwear each night. Also in the box is an extra sleeve in case you have an accident inside the sleeve during the day. The sleeve is attached with Velcro. Just pull it off and wash it. Mark blushed at the idea of him having an accident. He knew was close to having one already. “Thank you.” Chrissie leaned in and gave Mark a kiss. Her tongue lightly brushed his lips, sending chills through his body. She pulled back slightly, stared into his eye and smiled devilishly and said. “See you on Monday lover boy.” CHAPTER 3: PLEASING AMY Friday night Mark met up with Amy and some friends at a local night club. Mark drank beer and danced the night away. To everyone with him, it was just another fun Friday night. However, for Mark it was not the usual fun. Hidden beneath his pants was his special silk underwear. His was self-conscious about the feminine looking underwear. He hoped no one would discover his secret. The constant rubbing of silk all over his cock and balls, kept him in a horny state of mind. Amy added to his torture by grinding her body against him when they were dancing. Mark was certain she could feel his hard cock. Throughout the night his cock swelled and softened, swelled and softened. He felt like a horny teenager. Mark was having a blast at the club but he was glad when Amy suggested they head out because all he could think about in his horny state was getting home and fucking her brains out. They decided to go to Amy’s apartment. As soon as Mark shut the door Amy leaned into him and gave him a big kiss. Her hand squeezed his cock through the pants. “A bit horny, aren’t we,” joked Amy. “Very horny” admitted Mark. “Remember that research project I’m participating in?” “Yes. You had a meeting today where you were supposed to test some products. How did it go?” “It went good. I’m actually testing a product now and it’s making me so horny.” “Really? What is it, some kind of sex toy?” “Believe it or not, it’s just underwear.” “Underwear? They must be some special underwear. Let’s see them.” Amy started pulling at his pants. “They are really a bit silly,” he said trying to push Amy away. Amy was determined to see his new underwear. She managed to unsnap his pants and pull them down. Mark blushed as he stood in front of her in silk and lace underwear. He was expecting her to laugh at him. Surprisingly she was delighted at the sight. “Oooh. They are so sexy on you Mark. I love them!” “Really,” asked Mark in a surprised tone. Amy hugged him tightly and rubbed her hands over his silk and lace covered ass. The sandwich of soft silk around his cock and balls felt incredible. “Oh yes. These look so hot on you. I love the pretty silk and lace.” Amy gave him a deep tongue kiss while she pulled off his shirt. Soon all he was wearing was the white silk and lacey underwear. She squeezed his cock through the soft fabric. :”It feels like there’s padding here,” she said curiously. Mark explained the cock sleeve and undid the Velcro straps allowing his cock to fall forward. Amy was thrilled with this new discovery. “Now I know why you are so horny. I bet the silk feels incredible all around your cock.” “Very incredible,” moaned Mark while Amy squeezed and pumped his cock “Mmmm. We are going to have fun tonight,” giggled Amy. “You are making me feel so good,” moaned Mark. Amy knew he was close to having an orgasm. Her pussy was getting wet from watching him squirm in erotic delight. She continued to tease his cock. “Don’t have an orgasm on me yet, Markey. I want to have some fun with these. Why don’t you take your mind off your cock for a bit.” Amy pushed him down to his knees. Mark unbuttoned her jeans and helped her out of them. Next her black thong came off. Mark did not hesitate to dive into her neatly trimmed pussy. His tongue pushed deep into her waiting pussy and was instantly covered in her juices. She was wetter than usual indicating to Mark that she was extremely aroused. Amy put her hands on the back of his head and pressed him into her pussy. “Lick me, Mark….oooohh…yess…lick my pussy….lick me panty boy….” Mark licked her fast and deep. Her dirty talk drove him wild. He thought it was odd the she referred to him as a panty boy, but he didn’t think too much about it. She was soo hot and aroused and that’s all that mattered to Mark. Mark’s tongue lapped at her clit. Each time he tickled the swollen nub, Amy’s body flinched with pure ecstasy. Amy moaned, “don’t stop…suck my clit…..harder…” She held his head tight to her pussy and grinded her hips into him. Mark could feel the orgasm coursing though her body. He was thrilled to be pleasing her. Amy finally released Mark’s head. He kneeled before her catching his breath. Amy loved the sight of his hard silk covered cock bobbing up and down with excitement. She rubbed her foot along the underside of the sleeve and his cock twitched even more. Mark was on the verge of orgasm. “Mmmm. I’d say you were a little excited. Does that feel good?” “Everything feels good,” moaned Mark. Amy laughed. “Yes, we are going to have fun with these. Let’s try something.” Amy sat in a chair and had Mark kneel in front of her. Then she squeezed his cock with her feet and began to stroke up and down. The smoothness on the inside of the cock sleeve sent shivers through Mark’s body. He began to hump her feet. “This is fun,” admitted Mark. “Do you think you could have an orgasm like this?” “Oh yes. I’m so close,” said Mark, humping her feet harder. He closed his eyes enjoying the pleasure. Amy pulled her feet away. “What are you doing,” asked Mark in frustration. Amy smiled devilishly. It was the same devilish smite he saw on Chrissie earlier that day. “Lie on your back,” she ordered. Mark was not about to question her. He was having too much fun. When he was on his back, Amy stood over him and placed her foot on his crotch. Her heel rested on the floor and her foot and toes pressed against the length of his cock. She pressed down on his cock and Mark moaned in delight. Amy enjoyed seeing him squirm beneath her foot. She rubbed her foot up and down his cock. Mark pressed his hips forward, humping her foot. He was on the edge of orgasm, but no matter how hard he humped, he could not orgasm. It felt incredible, but he just couldn’t get to an orgasm. Amy could see his frustration and she was enjoying it. She had never teased him like this before. She was surprised at how hot she was from watching him hump her feet and try to cum. She decided to have a little fun with him. “You are such a weak boy, getting off on my feet. Wearing these pretty panties got you all excited didn’t they? You want to cum so bad don’t you?” Mark was so aroused that his mind clouded with lust. The way Amy was talking to him and teasing him was driving him wild. There was a confidence and dominant nature about her that he had never experienced before and he was loving it. He felt weak and submissive at being teased by her foot. He was confused at how excited he was over the way she was talking to him and referring to his underwear as panties. All he cared about at the moment was getting release. Mark replied to Amy, “This feels incredible. I do want cum so bad.” “Then cum for me,” ordered Amy. Mark suddenly erupted into an orgasm at her command. His cock swelled and pulsed as an orgasm rushed through it. His whole body enjoyed the sudden and intense pleasure. Cum filled the cock sleeve, making it slippery and more pleasurable. When Mark’s orgasm ended, Amy crouched over his face. Her pussy smell was overwhelming. Mark could see that her lips were puffy and wet with arousal. Amy confirmed what he saw, “Mark I am so hot from watching you squirm and cum into your pretty panties. Fuck me with your tongue,” ordered Amy. Mark did not have a chance to respond. Amy sat on his face, grinding her pussy into him. Her pussy molded around his mouth and nose almost suffocating him. Mark felt powerless beneath his fiancée. Her weight pressed him tightly against the floor and her legs pinned his arms. He licked and sucked at her pussy as best he could. It only took a few seconds before she erupted into an orgasm. Amy moaned in pleasure and screamed, “Yes! Don’t stop. Lick my pussy slut!” When she was done she slid off his face and leaned in and gave him a deep tongue kiss and then said with satisfaction, “That was awesome!” “Yes it was awesome,” agreed Mark. Mark could feel the wetness of the cum oozing around the cock sleeve and so he wanted to get the underwear off and wash them. He remembered Miss Kiersten’s suggestion of washing Amy’s delicates also and so he offered up the idea to Amy. “Amy, I need to hand wash these. I might as well do some of your stuff as well. Do you have any delicate items that need hand washing?” Amy smiled at the offer. “Yes. That would be great. Go sort through my laundry basket and pull out all my panties and any silk garments and you can wash them. Since you’re going through the basket you might as well sort out my other items. Make a pile of whites and a pile of darks.” “O.k.” agreed Mark. When Mark finished sorting the piles, Amy asked him to throw one of the piles in the washing machine since he was going to the laundry room. Mark happily agreed. Mark used the large sink in the laundry room to hand wash his underwear and Amy’s delicate items. Handling Amy’s used panties was an unexpected thrill for Mark. He could not resist rubbing a few of her silky panties and night gowns over his cock. He even sniffed a few pairs of her panties, enjoying the smell of her pussy. By the time he was finished washing all the items, Amy had fallen asleep. Mark had nothing to wear so he quietly slipped into bed naked, next to Amy. In the morning, Amy woke Mark up. She was already up and dressed and she had retrieved his underwear from the laundry room. She tossed his underwear over to him. “Nice job cleaning your panties, Mark. They’re nice and dry. Time to put them on for another fun filled day.” Mark replied defensively and somewhat embarrassed, “They’re not panties Amy. They are designed specifically for men.” Amy laughed. “I know darling, but they are so cute and pretty, just like girls panties.” Amy seemed to enjoy the effect the humiliating words had on Mark. He was passive and uncertain how to respond. She encouraged him to put them on. “It’s o.k. Mark. I really like them. I think you look incredibly sexy in them. You saw how hot I was last night. Come on, let me help you.” Amy pulled the covers off Mark and slid the underwear up his legs. The silk sent shivers through his body causing Mark to lose control of his cock. It began to swell and it did not go un-noticed by Amy. Amy commented with delight, “See, you enjoy these panties just as much as I do, don’t you?” “Yes I guess I do,” admitted Mark. Amy helped slide his cock into the cock sleeve and then she squeezed and stroked his cock a few times through the sleeve. Mark closed his eyes and enjoyed the erotic sensations. Amy said, “I love teasing you in them sweetie.” She quickly had him on the edge of orgasm. Then she said, “Mark I have a few errands to run today. It would please me if you stayed here and finished up the laundry. Do you think you could do that for me?” Mark just knew that he should please Amy and so he agreed to her request. “Sure, I would love to.” “Great! I’ll be back in the afternoon.” After he folded the first load of clothes and put them away, Mark decided to listen to the new recording he received from Isabella on Friday. He lay on Amy’s bed in nothing but the silk underwear and turned on the MP3 player. Isabella’s soft soothing voice comforted him. “Hello my pet. I hope you’re enjoying your soft silky and lacey underwear. The smooth fabric feels so good against your sensitive skin doesn’t it? Go ahead and rub your cock for me. Enjoy the silky feeling. You love the silk. The silk and lace are so addicting….silk and lace are addicting…so good around your cock and balls…” There was an echoing effect in the earphones that helped ease Mark into a trance. He rubbed his cock enjoying the wonderful silky sensations. Isabella’s voice continued to echo in his ears. “The more you rub the silk the more aroused you get. It’s making you weaker. The more you are covered in silk the more you want to obey me…you want to please me….the silk makes you want to obey …you want to please …..Rub the silk all over your cock and feel how weak and submissive it makes you. Feel how addicting it is. You wan to obey and please Amy…” Isabella’s words continued to echo into Mark’s ears as he stroked his cock through the silk sleeve. He drifted into a hypnotic trance, unaware of suggestions and triggers she was imprinting on his mind. Mark was in a trance for about 30 minutes. Then suddenly Mark awoke and he felt his cock twitching. It felt as if he were fucking somebody. It was the strangest, most incredible sensation and he could not control it. An orgasm ripped through his cock and hot cum filled the cock sleeve. Mark lay in the bed breathless and amazed at what had just happened. The orgasm was incredible. He did not know what was on the recording but he knew he loved it. He was a bit embarrassed with himself for having what seemed to be a wet dream. He did not want Amy to find out about it so he quickly washed out the cock sleeve and attached the spare sleeve that Chrissie had given him. That afternoon Amy was grateful for all the laundry Mark had done. She rewarded him with several tugs on his cock and she allowed him to lick her to an orgasm. She knew he was horny and that she had brought him so close to orgasm. She admitted to Mark that teasing him in his silk panties was making her hot and so she did not want to allow him to orgasm yet. Somehow Mark knew he did not have a choice in the matter and so he did not argue with Amy. He was actually enjoying the teasing as well. Even though he had an orgasm earlier, he was still very horny. Mark was starting to realize how enjoyable it was to be in a constant state of horniness. It was addicting. He was also loving the effect on Amy. He had never licked her pussy so many times in so few days. The more he licked her, the more he wanted. He could not get enough of her taste. That night at the clubs, Amy spent a lot of time teasing and torturing Mark. In the end, things turned out similar to the night before. Amy smothered Mark with her pussy and then she brought him to an orgasm with her foot. Mark served breakfast to Amy Sunday morning and then headed back to his own apartment. The weekend was over and all he could think about was his next appointment with Miss Kiersten. He could not wait to see her and Chrissie again. CHAPTER 4: DISCOVERING HIS FEMININE SIDE Monday night Mark received the usual enthusiastic greeting from the scantily clad receptionist. Chrissie kissed him briefly on the cheeks and gave him a tight hug, which made it impossible to hide his erection. “Somebody’s enjoying their silky underwear, aren’t they,” said Chrissie in a naughty voice as she wiggled her hip against his hard cock. She was definitely a cock tease, thought Mark. His face flushed with embarrassment. “Yes, sorry. I can’t help it. This silk is making me so horny.” “Don’t be sorry sweetie. I love feeling hard cocks and it’s always fun to be horny, isn’t it?” “You got that right,” admitted Mark, enjoying her forwardness and trying to make light of the situation. “Well, let’s take a look at your underwear. Take off your clothes.” The order from Chrissie did not seem odd to Mark. He stripped down to his underwear right in the waiting room. Chrissie looked him up and down. She traced her hand over the lace frills. “Oh, these are so cute and pretty Mark. Turn around so I can see everything.” Mark slowly turned to allow Chrissie to take in the sight. Her hands were all over him, squeezing his ass, cupping his balls, and holding onto his cock. He was completely aroused standing before her. “Did Amy like them,” Chrissie asked. “Yes. In fact she loved them. I was amazed at how much she loved them.” “I’m sure she had fun with this,” said Amy, reaching out and squeezing and stroking the cock sleeve several times. She was clearly being playful and naughty with Mark. Mark’s knees weakened from the pleasure. Chrissie’s flirting and teasing was driving Mark crazy. He could not answer her. All he could do was moan in pleasure. “Mmmm. I’ll take that as a ‘yes,’” said Chrissie in a slow sensual voice. “Sit down and relax Mark. I’ll get your collar and hot tea.” First Chrissie brought over his collar and leash. Mark felt very relaxed when she snapped it around his neck. She attached the leash and tugged on it and said, “Down boy. Pet’s are not allowed on the furniture.” Mark immediately hopped down to his knees in front of her. Her words made perfect sense to Mark. After all he was Miss Kiersten’s pet and pets should not be allowed on furniture. He didn’t even know why he would have sat on the furniture to begin with. He loved being on his knees in front of Chrissie because it gave him a nice view up her mini-skirt. Mark was delighted to see that she had no panties on. Her pussy was clean shaven and Mark’s mouth watered at the sight of it. Chrissie patted him on the head. “Good boy. Now let’s get your tea.” Instead of bringing the tea in a mug, Chrissie brought out a bowl filled with warm tea. She placed the bowl in front of her desk for Mark to drink. This did not seem odd at all to Mark. He crawled over to the bowl and began lapping at it with is tongue. Chrissie complimented him again with a pat on the head and a “good boy.” Chrissie sat down at her desk and began typing on the computer while Mark lapped up his tea with his tongue. Since her desk was completely open in the front. Mark had a close-up view of her legs and pussy while he lapped up the tea. Being the mischievous girl that she was, Chrissie sat with her knees parted as far as her tight skirt would allow. Mark could see that he was not the only horny one in the room. Her pussy lips were puffy and glistening with wetness. He desperately wanted to lick the wetness and taste her juices. “Enjoying the view of my pussy,” teased Chrissie. “Most definitely.” “Miss Kiersten said you went crazy licking my juices off her fingers on Friday. Mmmm. I thought about that all weekend Mark. My pussy gets so wet when I think of how excited you are just to lick it. I love that my pussy gets you so aroused. Would you like a lick now?” “Please, yes,” begged Mark. “You are driving me insane.” “Well maybe just a little,” said Chrissie. “Hurry before Miss Kiersten comes out.” Mark scooted under the desk and pushed his tongue into her hot and wet pussy.” Chrissie moaned and whispered, “Yes, that feels incredible.” She reached down with both hands and pushed his head tightly against her pussy. In a breathy voice she commanded, “Hurry. Don’t stop.” Mark pushed his tongue deep into her hole and licked and sucked like crazy. He was amazed at how quick and fast she came. Her moans were quiet, but filled with passion and pleasure. The minute she finished, she pushed him away. “Good boy pet and just in time. It’s time for you to see Miss Kiersten. Chrissie picked up his leash and led him into Miss Kiersten’s office. Mark barely had a chance to recover from his excitement. His cock was rock hard and he could still feel the wetness of Chrissie’s sex on his face. Isabella Kiersten was waiting for him in the sitting area of her office. She sat in her arm chair with her legs crossed. She too was wearing a skirt but her crossed legs kept Mark from seeing anything beyond her shapely thighs. Chrissie led Mark over to Isabella and had him kneel directly in front of her. “He’s all ready for you Miss Kiersten,” said Chrissie. Chrissie leaned forward and gave Isabella a kiss on the lips. Just like his last visit, Mark watched with wide and excited eyes as Isabella’s fingers dipped underneath Chrissie’s skirt and explored her pussy. Chrissie squirmed and moaned in pleasure. Finally Isabella released Chrissie. Chrissie slowly regained her composure and then whispered, “Thank you,” before exiting the room. Isabella held out her wet fingers. “Come on pet. Come get your treat.” Mark crawled forward and licked her fingers. Chrissie’s juices tasted delicious. “Her pussy is so addicting isn’t it,” commented Isabella. She pushed her fingers in and out of his mouth in a slow fucking motion. “That’s right pet. Lick up her juices. Suck on my fingers. I just love fucking your mouth.” Her fingers were clean of Chrissie’s juices, but she kept fucking Mark’s mouth with them. Isabella talked in a slow sexy voice. “Mmm. Good boy. You love having your mouth fucked in your silky and lacey panties, don’t you? It’s so nice. So hot. You’re such an obedient pet and it pleases me when you are obedient. Being obedient and submissive is good.” Mark didn’t even know it, but he was in a hypnotic trance. Miss Kiersten’s words were imprinting his mind and twisting his thoughts. He was thrilled to be kneeling before her. It was exciting and arousing to be her pet. His cock was hard and ready to burst. All he wanted to do was please her. After a few minutes a playing with her pet’s mouth and mind, she stopped. She sat back in her chair, picked up her writing tablet from the small end table next to the chair, and asked, “So Mark, how was it wearing the underwear? Tell me all about it.” Mark described his weekend to her in detail. He told her how much Amy enjoyed the underwear and that she teased him with her feet and made him cum in them. Isabella was pleased with this. Mark also told her how Amy thought the underwear was more like panties and that she kept referring to them as panties. “And how did that make you feel,” asked Miss Kiersten. “Well, a little silly I guess. I mean it’s kind of embarrassing wearing panties. I’m certainly not gay or a sissy,” said Mark defensively. “You do enjoy wearing them don’t you? The silk is so soft and smooth on your skin, isn’t it? I must say, the lace looks incredibly sexy on you.” Mark enjoyed her compliment. “Yes, I do like wearing them,” admitted Mark. “And didn’t you say Amy loved them? It almost seemed as if you wearing the panties excited her.” “Yes. Actually, she seemed hornier than usual. She was pretty wild over the weekend.” “Sounds like you really enjoyed her reaction. Would you say you had a fun time with her this weekend,” asked Isabella. “We had a great weekend. She was so hot and sexy all weekend. It was incredible.” “Well then I don’t see any thing wrong with you wearing panties. If it was exciting for you and it pleased Amy then you should keep doing it, don’t you think?” Mark could not argue her points. She had convinced him that it was o.k. to wear panties. “Yes, I guess your right,” admitted. “Good boy,” complimented Isabella. She gave her pet a pat on the head and he glowed at the appreciation. Then she said, “I’ve got a few more products for you to look at today.” Isabella tugged on his leash and Mark crawled behind her over to the corner of the room where 4 pairs of underwear were laid out on the floor. She had Mark kneel in front of them. After a few seconds of looking at them, Isabella asked, “If you had to pick one to wear, which would you pick?” Mark stared for a few seconds. On the floor before him was a pair of red lace panties, a white satin thong, men’s cotton briefs, and a pink pair of silk underwear that where identical to what he was wearing. Miss Kiersten must have known he was struggling to decide because she said, “Think out loud Mark. Tell me what you are thinking.” Isabella took notes as Mark talked. “Well, I really love the panties I am wearing now and so I was thinking about picking the same pair, but those are pink and that makes them seem so feminine.” Miss Kiersten laughed on the inside at how absurd his statement was. He was worried about pink being feminine, yet he was wearing satin and lace underwear, which he was now convinced were panties. Miss Kiersten was delighted at how well she had twisted his mind. She wrote a few notes on her pad. “Go on. What else are you thinking,” she asked. “The satin thong looks so sexy and exciting and the lace panties also are nice. I think they would both be fun to wear, but I guess I am leaning more toward the pink pair.” Isabella was pleased that he did not even give the men’s cotton briefs at thought. She pointed to them and asked, “What about these?” “Oh,” Mark said as if he didn’t even notice them. “I don’t know. They seem so boring and uncomfortable.” Miss Kiersten wrote more notes on her writing pad and then said, “Your observations are right on Mark and I think the pink pair is a perfect choice. There is nothing wrong with wearing pink. Bringing out your feminine side is a great thing. It shows you are compassionate and caring. It’s the way a good husband should be. I think Amy will be very pleased and excited at your choice. You do want to please her, don’t you?” “Yes. Of course. That’s all I care about.” “Good boy. Let me help you put them on. Stand up pet.” Mark stood up and allowed Miss Kiersten to pull off his underwear. His hard cock bobbed in front of him. Miss Kiersten could not resist grabbing hold of it. Her warm firm grip felt incredible around his aroused cock. Slowly she squeezed and stroked his cock. Pre-cum oozed out the tip. “Mark,” she said in an inquiring tone as she continued stroking his cock slowly. “Did you listen to my mp3 this weekend?” “Yes. I actually listened to it two times. I loved it!” “I knew you would. I made it as a special treat for you since you’ve been such a good pet. Tell me about your experience listening to it.” It was hard for Mark to concentrate with Isabella stroking his cock. Her long slow strokes caused drips of cum to ooze from his cock. Isabella’s fingers traced small circles around the tip of his cock with the gooey fluid. The light sensation on his most sensitive area was taking his breath away and causing his legs to go weak. Mark’s legs bent slightly and he moaned, “Miss Kiersten, that’s feels so good. I can barely stand.” “I know dear. I have that power of boys. I am making you so weak aren’t I?” The word “yes,” escaped Mark’s lips in a whisper. “Come lie down dear.” Isabella tugged on his cock and led him over to a long padded table in the center of her office. Mark lay on the table on his back. Isabella stood over him and started teasing and stroking his cock again. “Now where were we dear? What do you remember about listening to my recording?” “Oh. Well I don’t remember a whole lot. I remember stroking my cock in my silk panties and it felt incredibly good. Then I think I fell asleep. The next thing I remember is having an incredible orgasm. It almost seemed as if my panties came to life and the silk wrapped all around me and caused me to have an orgasm. Both times I listened to the recording the same thing happened. Is that what was supposed to happen?” “Yes dear. I put together a nice mind fuck just for you. Your mind was programmed to keep you from cumming until a certain command was made. Once that trigger command was made, your body instantly reacted with an orgasm.” By now, Isabella had worked the gooey fluid all down Mark’s cock. Her hand slid up and down his lubricated shaft in a steady pace. Mark was on the verge of orgasm. He moaned and then said, “I loved it Miss Kiersten and I think I’m going to have another orgasm now.” Isabella did not slow down her stroking. She replied in confidence, “No you’re not pet. The trigger command is still in effect. I control when you cum. You are my pet and you will not cum unless I say so. You are weak and under my control.” The urge to thrust was overcame Mark. He thrust his cock in and out of Isabella’s lubricated hand and the sensation felt incredible. He did not want to believe her words. He felt like he was on the edge of orgasm and he humped her hand in hopes that one would come. “That’s right pet. Try to cum. You want to come so bad don’t you? You want to cum so bad but you can’t. You can’t because you are my pet and I control you.” Isabella laughed as she stroked his cock and watched Mark thrust in frustration. “Keep trying pet,” she said teasing him. Finally Mark realized how true it was. He begged, “Please Miss Kiersten, let me cum.” “I love to hear my pets beg,” taunted Isabella. She stopped stroking his cock and slowly rubbed her forefinger up and down the underside of his slick hard cock. His cock bobbed at the featherlike teasing. Mark was breathing heavy. He quietly moaned, “God, that feels incredible.” “We better give your little cock a rest pet.” “Please don’t stop Miss Kiersten,” begged Mark. “Now, now, darling. We still have work to do.” Isabella picked up the pink pair of satin underwear and slid them up Mark’s legs. She guided his hard cock into the cock sleeve. Mark shivered as the silky material molded around his cock and balls. Isabella was extremely aroused from teasing and controlling Mark. His begging and her denial of his orgasm made her pussy hot and wet. Even as a professional, Isabella could not hold back her sexual needs. She needed satisfaction and she would see to it that Mark would provide it. “Lie still pet,” she ordered. Isabella turned a handle underneath the table, causing the table to move lower. When his head was at her knees she stopped turning the handle. Then she straddled the table above his face. Mark enjoyed the up skirt view of her panties. He could see they were wet. The smell over her aroused sex wafted out from underneath her skirt and overcame him. His mouth began to water because he knew he was addicted to the taste of pussy. Isabella looked down at him. “Do you see how aroused you made me pet?” Isabella pulled her panties down her legs, until they were pushed tightly over his face. Her legs spread them wide and held them over his face. Mark could feel their dampness on his skin. Her smell filled his nostrils. He was like a shark smelling blood. He was desperate to taste it. Mark licked the underside of the panties, getting a faint taste of her juices. Mistress Isabella laughed at his neediness. She sat down on his face. Her wet pussy pushing the panties against his face. “Do you want to lick my pussy?” “Yes,” he begged into her pussy. Isabella stood up and removed her panties. She straddled the table again. Now Mark was staring up her skirt at her bare pussy. Her lips were puffy and swollen and dripping wet. Isabella lowered herself so that her pussy was just above his mouth. “Then lick,” she ordered. Mark tilted his head forward and his tongue stretched for her pussy. His tongue parted her lips and plunged into the sweet wetness. Isabella’s moans encouraged him. He slid his tongue up and down the length of her pussy a few times, drawing out more moans. Then Isabella lowered herself onto his face. She leaned forward slightly and lifted her legs of the ground. The full weight of her body pressed against Mark’s face. Barely able to breath Mark licked and sucked her pussy. His tongue teased and played with her clit. He could feel her pussy tighten and quiver around him. He could feel an orgasm rippling through her body. She pressed harder against his face. Mark pushed his tongue in and out of her pussy, fucking her with his needy tongue. Orgasms rolled through her body over and over again. Afterwards, Isabella was too weak to stand. She simply slid down Mark’s body and straddled his waist. Now the weight of her body pressed against his cock through the silk underwear. Mark was extremely horny and on edge from all the teasing and excitement. He bucked his hips slightly in an attempt to dry hump Isabella. “Can I cum now,” pleaded Mark. Isabella smiled devilishly. “You’ve been a good pet. You made your owner feel so good. However, it is very naughty of you to expect an orgasm in return. One of the greatest things you can do for a woman is give her an orgasm and expect nothing in return.” “Sorry Miss Kiersten. I’m just very horny. I need to cum really bad.” “I know pet. It’s quite fun isn’t it? Now try to calm down while I go over your assignments.” Isabella slid off Mark and his cock popped straight up. She sat in her arm chair and ordered Mark to kneel before her. When he was in position she proceeded with his instructions for the week. “Chrissie is loading up your MP3 player with a new file. You will listen to it every night before bed, just like last time. She is also removing the file from the weekend. In your weak and horny condition, I don’t want you distracted with it. This week will be fun because you get to wear each pair of panties that you saw. We’ll skip the cotton briefs since you were not interested in them at all. On Friday when you see me again, wear the pair that you enjoyed the most. I will also leave it up to Amy to decide when you cum.” Mark looked up at her surprised at what she said. She replied to his surprised look. “That’s right pet. Amy will be in control of when you cum. Do not say anything to her about this. I’m going to send home an envelope with you, which explains everything. You will give it to her like a good pet, now won’t you?” “Yes Miss Kiersten,” “Good boy. Report back here Friday. I know Saturday is your big wedding day so Friday’s session will be short.” Right on cue, Chrissie entered the room. “All done Miss Kiersten,” asked Chrissie. “Yes Dear. We had a good session tonight. You can send him on his way now.” CHAPTER 5: THE QUEST TO CUM Mark’s cell phone rang as he was driving out of the parking lot. Amy was checking in to see how his appointment went. When she heard that there was an envelope for her, she insisted that Mark bring it right over immediately. Mark did as instructed and he sat quietly while she read the note. Amy smiled at the note. She already knew Mark’s condition and she already knew the trigger phrase that would set off his orgasm. The note from Isabella simply read, ‘Amy, he’s progressing well. He’s all yours to play with. Have fun!’ Amy folded the note and looked at Mark with a smile. She put on her best acting skills and pretended that she just received surprising information. “Ooohh. This is exciting Mark. It seems that Isabella has hypnotized you not to cum unless I say a certain phrase.” “Yes I know,” said Mark. “So what’s the phrase,” he asked, hoping she would give him release. Amy just laughed. “Nice Try. Did you think I would give in that easy?” “Please Amy. I’m very horny.” Amy voice lowered to a seductive tone. “Mmm. And I’m getting horny hearing you beg like that. Did you get new panties this week?” “Yes. There are a few pairs I have to wear this time.” “Go get them. If you want any chance of cumming, You are going to put on a fashion for me.” Mark knew better than to argue. He retrieved the panties from the car. Amy made him strip down and try them on in front of her. He tried on each pair on and modeled them for Amy. She was delighted with each pair and she made sure to comment on how pretty and sexy each one looked on him. After viewing Mark in all the panties, Amy instructed Mark on which pair to wear each day. She wanted him to wear the thong on Tuesday, the lace pair on Wednesday, and the pink pair with the cock sleeve on Thursday. They would decide together which pair he should wear on Friday. She also went over his schedule for the week. “Don’t forget we have an appointment at the beauty salon on Wednesday.” “The salon,” questioned Mark. “Yes. Remember, we are getting your nails done for the wedding?” “Oh, yeah,” replied Mark. He had reluctantly agreed to it a few weeks ago. It seemed to be the trendy thing for guys to get a manicure for their wedding day. He was against it, but Amy talked him into. The idea did not seem so bad now. He thought his nails would like nice all trimmed and polished. “On Thursday my bride’s maids are coming over to help me with wedding stuff.” “O.k. I’ll make myself scarce.” “On the contrary Mark. I want you to be here. We’ll be busy doing stuff. You can help with dinner and make sure we have drinks and snacks.” Mark was about to protest when Amy said, “It will please me if you did that for me.” Suddenly Mark knew he should help on Thursday. “It will be my pleasure,” he said. Amy smiled in approval. Then in a wicked voice she said, “Now let’s see if Isabella’s hypnosis really works.” Amy made Mark lie on the bed naked. Then she removed her clothes and moved over top of Mark. She lowered her pussy onto his cock. His cock slid easily into her wet pussy. He was used to being on top, but it was clear that Amy was the aggressor at the moment. Her tight pulsing pussy felt amazing against his overly aroused cock. She bounced up and down on him, enjoying his hardness. Mark held her ass and thrust in rhythm with her. They fucked fast and hard. Mark felt as if he was about to have an orgasm. Amy beat him to it. Her pussy lips gripped and pulsed tightly around his cock as an orgasm flushed through her body. Her orgasm came and went but Mark was still thrusting. “Stop,” ordered Amy firmly. Mark stopped thrusting. His cock continued to throb and pulse inside her pussy. “Aww. Poor boy can’t cum. I guess this hypnosis does work. Maybe I should try the phrase now. What do you think dear? Do you think I should allow you to cum now?” “Yes please let me cum,” begged Mark. “I don’t know. This is kinda fun. I think you should go a little longer.” Mark pleaded with her more, but it just seemed to excite Amy even more. Finally she said, “Mark, I think I should wait until after our wedding. If you’re a good boy between now and then, maybe I’ll let you cum on our wedding night.” Mark could not believe his ears. He pleaded with her more, but Amy finally convinced him it was the right thing to do. Then she had him get dressed and she sent him home. As he walked out the door, she said “you can try to beg to cum during the week. I like hearing you beg. I just might change my mind. You never know.” As instructed by Amy, Mark wore the thong panties on Tuesday. He could not help but get aroused when he slid them on. All day at work the thin thong strap teased and tickled his ass, which helped keep him in an aroused state. He wondered if others could tell that he was wearing a thong. He could not wait to get through the work day, simply because his mind was in a horny state of mind and he could not concentrate on work. It was also his last day of work for the week. He had taken off the rest of the week in order to get things accomplished for the Wedding. Wednesday was his nail appointment. He picked Amy up at her apartment. Before leaving her apartment, Amy unzipped his pants and took a peek to ensure he was wearing his red lace panties. She slid his pants down to his knees and rubbed his cock through the lace fabric. His cock swelled instantly. Amy continued to tease his cock and she said, “Red lace panties are so slutty. You’ll be my little slut today won’t you?” In a whispery moan Mark replied, “yes.” He was excited at the idea of being her slut. Amy leaned in and forcefully tongue kissed him. She held his cock firmly with both hands and said, “Why don’t you call me ‘Mistress’ today. A naughty slut needs a Mistress to discipline and control her.” Mark liked her idea. “Yes Mistress,” he replied. Amy teased his cock for a few more minutes until Mark was right on the edge. Then she pulled up his pants and said, “Let’s go get your nails done pretty.” Mark blushed and said, “Yes Mistress.” Mark was a bit uncomfortable and self-conscious walking into a beauty salon. After all he was a man, and men don’t belong in hair salons. He was glad that Amy was with him and he kept re-assuring himself that it was normal for men to get their nails done for a wedding. Amy and Mark sat next to each other while two beautiful Asian girls sat in front of them to do their nails. Amy was a regular at the salon and knew the two girls, Lei, and Kimmie. She chatted with the girls briefly and then looked over at Mark and said, “We are going to have such beautiful nails for our wedding.” Unbeknownst to Mark, the phrase ‘beautiful nails’ was a trigger phrase that Isabella implanted into his mind during the hypnosis sessions. Anytime this phrase was said to him, he would get extremely aroused and horny. The arousal built up in Mark rather quickly. His cock grew erect as he sat and had his nails down. Each time the girl touched his fingers it felt as if she was touching his cock. When she brushed the clear polish on his nails, Mark could feel light brushing sensations on the tip of his cock. He did not understand what was happening, but he loved it. He never imagined a manicure could be so exciting. When his nails were done, Amy had Mark display them for her. In a loud voice she complimented on how beautiful and pretty Mark’s nails looked. “You might have to come back here regularly Mark,” commented Amy. Mark blushed, knowing that all the women in the salon heard Amy. Amy then said to the Asian girl, “Kimmie, do me a favor and thin out his eyebrows a little. They’re so bushy.” “Certainly. I’ll make them look much nicer.” Kimmie plucked away at Mark’s eyebrows and even used wax to thin and shape them. When she was finished Mark had thin and slightly arched eyebrows. Next they were led over to two cushy chairs. Mark was still aroused and could not hide his erection. Amy whispered in his ear, “I guess you are really enjoying this pampering princess.” Mark did not know how to respond. He was ashamed to admit that he was enjoying it. He did not know why, but the whole experience was arousing for him. Mark sat down and was told to remove his shoes and socks and place his feet into a tub of warm water that sat in front of the chair. Mark looked over at Amy and whispered, “What is this for?” Amy laughed and cheerfully said, “Oh, I thought it would be fun for us both to get pedicure’s while were here.” Mark had heard of guys getting manicures but not pedicures. He started to protest. “Amy I don’t know about this.” Amy cut him off. “Don’t worry Markey, they are going to use clear polish. Although if you continue to be naughty I might have them paint your nails a slutty red like your panties. Now quiet down so you can get pretty nails” Amy’s words caused a rush of arousal to flush through Mark’s body and his cock twitched in his pants. Amy’s comments were embarrassing him in front of the Asian girls and the customers, yet he was horny as ever. Mark was confused at his arousal. The more Amy was firm and dominant with him the more aroused he became. His arousal seemed to grow stronger the longer he stayed in the beauty salon. Kimmie started to work on his toenails and he found it equally arousing as the manicure. Mark’s erection remained in full force during the entire pedicure. He even noticed a wet spot forming on the front of his jeans from his over excited cock. When Amy and Mark were sitting, waiting for their nails to dry, Amy discreetly reached over and squeezed Mark’s cock through his pants and whispered, “Maybe I should give your orgasm command right now. I think all this girly stuff is too exciting for you to handle. Do you want to cum right now precious?” Mark looked at Amy with pleading and uncertain eyes. He wanted to cum desperately but he would surely create a scene in front of the other customers. His mind was mush from all the teasing and he could not think straight. His mind and thoughts were in a strange erotic zone and the need in his cock overpowered his common sense judgment. His will power gave away and he whispered back “yes.” Amy’s quiet laughter was filled with a touch of evil. She squeezed his cock again and said, “You’re turning into a slut Mark. You’re so desperate to cum that you would wet your panties right here in a public place. Try to control yourself slut.” Mark sighed in frustration. He was ashamed at how desperate he was and he was glad that Amy kept him from embarrassing himself in the salon. Amy on the other hand was thrilled at his desperation and her power over him. She could not believe how exciting it was for her to watch him squirm in arousal as he was being feminized right before her eyes. She had always fantasized about feminizing and controlling Mark. It was a surreal experience to watch her fantasy come true. She was thrilled at how docile and submissive Mark was becoming. Her pussy twitched and dampened each time she challenged his manhood and pushed him into a deeper feminine state of mind. To see him slowly transforming into a submissive sissy, without him truly realizing it, proved to be more exciting than she ever imagined. She was extremely horny when they left the salon. Amy could not wait to attend to the fire in her pussy. As soon they arrived back at her apartment, she had Mark strip down to his lace panties. Then she admired his nails. “Oh Mark, they did such a great job on you. You have such pretty nails.” Amy traced her finger over his eyebrows, “And Kimmie made your eyebrows so beautiful. You look very sexy with thin eyebrows, pretty nails and slutty red lace panties. Mmmm. I want to fuck you so bad right now.” Each time Amy said the trigger phrase, Mark’s cock twitched and his body flushed with arousal. He loved the way Amy was talking to him. She was making him extremely excited and aroused. He didn’t want Amy to fuck him. He wanted to do the fucking. He wanted fuck her. When Amy stripped down naked, Mark moved on top of her. Amy deeply kissed him with her tongue and then used all her body weight to roll him over. Mark was surprised and thrilled at how she overpowered him. Amy sat on top of him and then mounted his cock. Her pussy was so hot and wet that she did not need to ease Mark’s cock into her. She pushed down hard and enjoyed the fullness inside her. Amy bounced up and down at a fast pace. The fast rhythm felt incredible. She pushed down harder and harder with each bounce, trying to get his cock deep inside her. Mark’s hard thick cock touched nerves deep inside her. Her pussy muscles clamped around his shaft and pulled him in. Amy screamed in ecstasy as waves and waves of pleasure rolled through her body. When Amy stopped bouncing, she could still feel Mark’s cock twitching inside her. Mark wanted to thrust into her but he knew better. “Please let me cum,” he pleaded. Amy clenched her pussy lips, teasing his cock. Mark’s eyes closed and he moaned. Again he pleaded, “Please Amy. I can’t take this.” Amy scolded, “I didn’t hear you address me properly.” “Please Mistress, let me cum.” Amy clenched and released he pussy lips again. She felt Mark’s cock twitch inside her. “This is too much fun Mark. Only a few more days until our wedding and then I’ll let you cum.” Mark did not give up, “Come on Mistress. Please let me cum. I’ll do anything you want. Just let me cum.” Amy was ecstatic at his desperation. “I know you’ll do anything I want. You’re turning into a naughty slut. I like that. I like hearing you beg.” Amy let Mark beg a few more times and then she finally rolled off him and changed the subject. “You get to wear your silky panties with the cock sleeve tomorrow. Aren’t you excited?” “The silk is going to drive me crazy in the state I’m in now.” “I know. I love it. It’s so much fun teasing you. I bet if you shaved your balls, the silk would feel so incredible.” “You are probably right,” agreed Mark. “Good then do it tomorrow morning. Shave your balls for me. O.k. hun?” Mark could not disagree with Amy. “O.k.” Amy rewarded Mark with a kiss and squeeze of his cock. Then she brought over his MP3 player and reminded him, “Don’t forget to listen to your recording from Isabella.” Mark put in his headphones while Amy headed for the shower. By the time Amy returned to the bedroom, Mark was already in a sleepy hypnotic state. Amy turned off the lights and slid in bed next to him, happy at how well his transformation was progressing. CHAPTER 6: SERVING THE GIRLS Thursday morning, Mark woke hard and horny. He showered, shaved his balls, and slid on the pink silk panties. It was almost an orgasmic feeling for Mark as his cock slid into the smooth silky cock sleeve. The day was just beginning and he was already fully aroused. Mark hoped he would get to pleasure Amy in the morning, but she had a busy day planned. The bride’s maids were coming over in the evening and she had things to get ready. She sent Mark on errands to pick up flowers, and craft items for the center pieces they were going to make. He went to the grocery store to buy snacks and appetizers for the girls. Amy also sent him out to pick up wine and liquor. Before the girls arrived, Amy made it clear to Mark that he was there to serve drinks and keep the trays and bowls of appetizers and snacks full. When she finished giving her orders, she told Mark it would please her if he obeyed her and did a great job at serving the girls. Once Mark heard this, he was more than eager to obey, because all he cared about was pleasing Amy. When the girls arrived, Mark greeted each of them and offered them a drink. There were four bride’s maids in all. He was serving wine, Martini’s, and Mojito’s. The girls enjoyed having their own bar tender and server and all of them commented at how pleased they were with Mark. This aroused Mark and made him want to please them even more. Later in the evening, after everyone had a few drinks, Amy threw a curve ball at Mark. It started as a simple pitch. While Mark was filling everyone’s drinks, Amy casually said, “Mark, tell everyone about the neat research project you’re involved in.” Mark paused for a moment, trying to figure out where to start. He didn’t want to reveal too much for fear of embarrassment. He started describing it in general terms. “Oh, well it’s a two week project to study the effects of hypnosis. I have to listen to some recordings and then give my opinions on products.” Janice, who was the Maid of Honor asked, “What type of products?” Mark fumbled with his words as he replied, “Oh, well..uh…underwear.” Carol, who was sitting next to Janice said, “Hypnosis and underwear. That’s quite a combination.” Amy chimed in. “It’s not just any underwear. Tell them more Mark.” The girls looked at Mark with interest. He blushed slightly, unsure how to explain without embarrassing himself. “Well, uh. They’re silky underwear.” Amy laughed. “Silky underwear? They’re more like panties I would say.” All the girls laughed at Amy’s comment. This is where the curve ball hit Mark. Amy looked at Mark with a devilish grin and said, “Mark’s wearing a pair right now. Why don’t you show the girls?” Mark protested, “Uh, I don’t think so Amy.” Then Amy said the magic words, “IT WOULD PLEASE ME very much Mark if you showed everyone your panties.” All eyes focused on Mark. The girls stared intently at Mark to see if he would obey. Mark could not resist Amy’s orders. “Yes Mistress he replied.” The girls giggled at his response. Mark slowly pulled down his pants, revealing his pink silk and lace underwear. His cock was fully erect in the cock sleeve. There were a couple gasps and muffled giggles. Amy ordered him to take of his shirt so that everyone could get the full effect of him in just his panties. Janice was the first to comment. She reached over and rubbed her hand over his silk and lace covered ass. “I thin they are so sexy Mark. I love them.” The other girls followed suit. Soon Mark had several hands rubbing over his silk and lace underwear. With the girls well liquored up, they were not shy about touching him. Janice’s hand was the first to rub along the cock sleeve. She felt his hard cock and squeezed. “What is this,” she asked with a naughty tone. Amy came over and said, “This is my favorite part. Check this out.” Amy undid the Velcro straps and the cock sleeve filled with Mark’s fully erect cock fell forward and pointed straight out. Janice gripped the sleeve and squeezed it a few times. “Oh my. This is nice. This must feel so good Mark.” Mark was breathless. He could not believe Amy was letting her bride’s maids fondle him. He moaned, “Yes it feels incredible.” Each of the girls took a turn squeezing his cock through the cock sleeve. The girls were enjoying teasing Mark and Mark loved the attention he was getting. Then Amy turned up the heat by asking Mark to show the girls his pretty nails. The phrase sent him into a deeper erotic trance. He showed off his nails and became completely aroused and submissive as the girls complemented to Amy how pretty his nails were and how sexy he looked. Carol, who was the only married one of the bunch, even commented that she wished her husband would spend a day at the salon like Mark did. Amy was proud of how the girls were admiring Mark. Mark was too far into an erotic trance to realize that Amy was showing him off to her girlfriends. The night was not just about making center pieces for the wedding. Over the past few weeks, Amy had been bragging to the girls at how she was molding her soon-to-be husband into a perfect sissy slave. This was a night where the girls came to see just how true Amy’s words were. They were all surprised and in envy at the power Amy had over Mark. Amy continued to show off Mark as she announced, “Mark is also very good a giving foot massages. Mark, I’d like you to give foot massages to each of the girls. Mark obediently kneeled before each girl and massaged their feet while they finished working on the center pieces. In between foot massages, he refilled drink orders. The girls took every opportunity to feel his panties and fondle him while he served the drinks. Mark’s cock did not rest the entire night. At one point he was cornered by Janice when he was coming out of the bathroom. Janice pulled him into Amy’s dark bedroom. Since Janice was Amy’s best friend she had heard plenty about what Mark was going through. Janice squeezed the cock sleeve and in a half drunken voice said, “Mark, Amy has told me how this hypnosis has turned you into a great pussy eater.” I bet you are craving to lick some pussy right now aren’t you?” Amy had never mentioned anything to him about how well his pussy eating was. It was encouraging to know that she was impressed with him. Mark said, “Really? Well that’s good to know.” Janice rubbed her hands over his ass and pulled him into her. “These panties are so sexy on you. I know you’re loving all the attention and teasing. I think I’m enjoying it just as much. My pussy is dripping wet Mark. Why don’t you demonstrate your pussy licking skills for me?” Janice stepped back and unbuttoned her Jeans. Mark stared in astonishment as Janice pulled her pants down exposing white lace panties. The dampness of her pussy made the fabric transparent, allowing Mark to see her patch of dark pubic hair. Mark wanted to lick her pussy but he was concerned about Amy. He weakly protested, “I don’t think this is a good idea. Do you think Amy would be mad?” Janice knew Mark’s will power was hanging by a thread. Although Amy was her best friend, she was to drunk and horny to care about the consequences at the moment. Janice slid off her panties and wrapped her arms around Marks’ neck. The panties were still in her fingers and Mark could smell her sex. She looked into his eyes and said, “Amy will be fine. After all, she’s letting us tease and fondle you right?” Mark was weakening but he still held on. “I don’t know Janice….” Janice was horny and determined. She was also a quick study. She noticed how Mark’s temperament changed suddenly earlier in the night when Amy used the phrase ‘It would please me.’ She figured it was some sort of hypnosis command. She interrupted Mark before he could complete his sentence. Seductively she said, “Mark I am so horny right now. It would please me very much if you licked my pussy. You do want to please me don’t you?” Mark could not resist Janice’s words. His desire to lick her pussy suddenly intensified and all he cared about was pleasing her. “Yes Janice I do want to please you.” Janice smiled with delight at how the phrase worked for her. She pushed down on his shoulders and triumphantly said, “Then lick my pussy.” Mark kneeled down and dove into her wet pussy. He savored the taste of her juices. He got high off the smell of her sex. Janice encouraged him on. “Ooh. Good boy Mark. Yes….lick my pussy…..make me feel good…..deeper….deeper….suck my clit….mmmm….yes…” Janice came to an orgasm very quickly. Mark was in heaven when she pressed his face into her pussy while she climaxed. When he was done Janice looked down at him and said, “You did good Mark. You will make a good husband for Amy. This will be our little secret. We might have to do this again sometime sweetie. Now go into the bathroom and clean yourself up.” Janice put her jeans back on but left the panties for Mark. She quietly returned to the girls while Mark slipped into the bathroom to clean up. CHAPTER 7: THE DAY BEFORE THE WEDDING Friday morning was the last time Mark would see Amy before the wedding. Amy decided that for his final visit to Isabella he should wear the red lace panties again. She chose those because they brought out the slut in him. Amy admired his clean shaven balls one last time, pulled up his panties and sent him on his way. During the day, Mark was busy preparing for the wedding. He talked with his groomsmen, picked up his tuxedo, and ran a few other errands. Despite his busy schedule, he remained in a horny state. All the teasing over the last few days had really gotten to him. All he could think about was how fun and exciting things had become between him and Amy. He was enjoying being teased and denied because of all the attention he was getting. Amy was much sexier when she was dominant with him. He kept getting erections during the day as he thought about this. He was also very excited for his appointment with Isabella and Chrissie that night. Like a good pet, he arrived early for his appointment. When he arrived, Chrissie gave Mark her usual tight hug and kiss. Mark knew the routine by now. He stripped down to his panties, kneeled on the floor and waited for Chrissie to collar him. Before placing the collar on Mark, Chrissie complimented Mark on how sexy the red panties looked on him. Mark replied, “Thank you. Amy wanted me to wear these because she thought they brought out the slut in me.” Chrissie responded, “Mmmm. I like that. I’m wearing red panties too. I guess we’ll be sluts together.” Chrissie moved close to Mark so that he could easily see her red panties. Mark liked that idea of them being sluts together. He felt as if Chrissie had become his partner in crime. Chrissie put his collar on and attached the leash. No matter how many times he was collared, whenever he heard the snap of the collar locking around his neck it would send a rush of, submissive emotions through Mark. Mark was already in an erotic subspace when Chrissie tugged on his leash and led him over to her desk. Similar to the last visit, Chrissie placed his warm tea in a bowl in front of her desk. Mark eagerly lapped it up with his tongue and enjoyed the view of her red panties under her short skirt. He was hoping he would get another chance to lick her pussy. His hopes did not materialize. Miss Kiersten called for Mark a few minutes earlier than usual. Mark obediently crawled behind Chrissie as she led him into Miss Kiersten’s office. He kneeled before Miss Kiersten in his red lace panties. His erection pointed out vulgarly. “Good evening pet,” greeted Isabella as she patted Mark on the head. “Hello Miss Kiersten,” replied Mark. “So you chose to wear the red lace panties. Tell me why.” “Well, actually Amy thought I should wear them. She thought they brought out the slut in me and she liked that.” Isabella laughed. “Very good pet. I knew the slut in you would come out. Look at you pet – you can’t control your cock. You kneel before me and it’s hard and drippy. I can see that you have already wet your panties on the front. You are truly a naughty slut.” Sorry Miss Kiersten. I can’t help it. Amy has not allowed me to cum ever since you hypnotized me not cum without the proper trigger word. She’s waiting for our Wedding night to say the word. She really likes having control over me like that. I’m so horny right now.” Isabella was pleased with what she heard. She leaned down and stroked his cock. “Awww, you poor boy. All horned up are we? I think it’s a wonderful idea to wait until your wedding night. I am glad that she loves controlling your cock and I think it’s great that you allowed Amy to choose the panties for you to wear. A strong husband seeks the advice of his wife all the time. A good husband knows that his wife knows what’s best. A good husband obeys his wife. Are you prepared to be a good husband for Amy?” Isabella’s words were making sense to Mark. He agreed whole heartedly. “Yes Miss Kiersten. I want to be good husband to Amy.” “Very good pet. Tell me how your week went.” Mark went through the weeks events, explaining all the teasing from Amy, his exciting trip to the salon, and his night of serving the brides maids. He purposely left out the incident with Janice. Isabella took notes and was thrilled with all his experiences. She admired his pretty nails, which of course caused Mark to become even more horny and aroused. Next Isabella put Mark into a hypnotic trance. She spent a good half hour imprinting his mind with submissive thoughts and suggestions. She also poured information and commands into his subconscious mind about special events that would take place on his wedding day. When the time was right, this information would surface and seem natural to him. When Mark was taken out of his trance, he felt refreshed. Before leaving, Isabella informed Mark that she was having special undergarments made for him to wear on his wedding day. The garments were still being finished up and so she told Mark that Chrissie would come by his apartment with them in the morning. Mark thanked Isabella for her thoughtfulness. He left, excited that he would get to see Chrissie again. CHAPTER 8: THE WEDDING DAY On the day of his wedding mark woke up early to start getting ready for his big day. His desire to marry Amy was stronger then ever. He loved the way she was teasing and controlling him and he thought she was incredibly sexy. Mark hoped that she would continue to dominate him after they got married. He was becoming addicted to her dominance. Mark started out the morning by covering his legs with a thick white cream that Chrissie had given him when he left Isabella’s office the night before. She told him the cream would make his legs smooth and soft for his wedding day and that this would be a nice surprise for Amy. Chrissie instructed him to completely cover his legs with the cream and then wash it off. When Mark washed of the cream, he was surprised to see that the hair on his legs washed away with the cream. He did not realize that when Chrissie said soft and smooth, she meant hairless. Strangely he did not panic or get upset. In fact he admired his legs and thought the smooth clean look was sexy. He knew Amy would love it. Mark decided to shave his balls again to match his legs. As Mark was finishing up, he heard a knock on the door. He knew it was Chrissie. His cock grew hard at the thought of her. Mark quickly threw on a bath robe and headed for the front door. Mark opened the door and Chrissie was her usual cheerful self. “Good morning my fellow slut,” she said in a bubbly voice. Mark laughed and let her in. She was carrying his special garments which were on a hanger covered in white plastic. A duffel bag hung off her shoulder. As soon as she disarmed herself from these things she turned and gave Mark a big tight hug. His hard cock pressed against her. Mark could smell the floral scent of her perfume. It smelled beautiful and sexy. Chrissie held the hug, wiggled her hips against his hard cock and said, “I see you are just as horny in the morning as you are at night.” Mark enjoyed the pressure of her body against his cock. She was wearing soft cotton pants and he was sure his cock was pressing against her pussy. He admitted, “Yes, I guess I really am a slut.” Mark did not want to let her out of his arms, but Chrissie finally broke the embrace. She was not wearing a bra and when she stepped back Mark could see her nipples pointing through the thin cotton sweater. The sweater had a low cut V neck. When Chrissie leaned over to pick up her things, Mark got a nice view of her cleavage. “Let’s get started,” said Chrissie. Mark led her back to his bedroom. Chrissie removed the plastic from the hanger to reveal his special undergarments. Mark saw lots of white satin and lace. “You are going to love this,” said Chrissie excitedly. She rubbed her hand over the smooth, shiny material. “This is made of the finest silk and is going to feel incredible against your body. Take of your robe Mark.” Chrissie immediately noticed his legs. “Your legs look incredible Mark.” She could not resist touching them. Chrissie placed the garments on the bed and then knelt in front of Mark and rubbed her hands up and down his legs. “You have such sexy legs Mark.” Chills ran through Mark’s body as Chrissie caressed his legs. Her face was inches from his cock. Mark hoped she would take it in her mouth. Her hands moved up to his shaved balls and she lightly squeezed and caressed them. Mark moaned in pleasure. Chrissie commented, “Your shaved balls are so nice too Mark. Amy will be very pleased.” A small amount of pre-cum was forming on the tip of his cock. Chrissie noticed this and stuck out her tongue. She put her hand around the base of his cock, stroked up and squeezed. A small drop of cum dripped onto her tongue. Chrissie brought in her tongue and savored the taste. “Mmmm.” Mark wanted her to lick his cock. He wanted her to keep playing with it. His body was on fire with excitement. Chrissie however was just a cock tease that morning. She looked at him with the sexy and devilish smile that she had used so many times before. “I better stop so I don’t get you into trouble on your Wedding Day.” Chrissie released his cock and stood up. She started to remove things from the hanger and lay them on the bed. Chrissie said to Mark, “You are going to be covered in lace and satin Mark and you are going to look so sexy.” Mark stared at the items on the bed. It looked more like bride’s lingerie than the groom’s undergarments. Mark did not know why, but he was excited to be dressed in the sexy items. Chrissie started with the white stockings. Mark’s body shivered as the delicate fabric was pulled over his legs. He enjoyed the tightness around his legs. The tops of the stockings were white lace with a large satin bow in the front and back of each stocking. Next Chrissie put a garter belt around his waist and attached the straps to the stockings. Chrissie stood back and enjoyed the sight of Mark’s thick hard cock surrounded by soft and sexy garments. The stockings enhanced his muscular legs. She complimented Mark. “Wow Mark. You have such beautiful legs. Your legs could pass a girl’s legs in these stockings.” Next she helped Mark into a white silk T-shirt. The sleeves and waist of the shirt were accented with white lacey material. The silky material sent shivers through his body as it slid over his chest and teased his nipples. The material hugged his chest tightly and the hardness of his nipples was clearly visible. Chrissie tweaked his nipples through the fabric, startling Mark. He gasped at the quick burst of pain and pleasure. Chrissie giggled and said, “slut.” The last garment to put on was a small pair of white panties. Chrissie held them up for Mark. The front was white satin and it was covered with small silk roses and bows. The back was wide thong strap. Towards the top of the thong strap was a rather large white bow. Mark was excited to put them on. “Aren’t these sexy,” exclaimed Chrissie. “Yes. Very sexy,” replied Mark. Chrissie said, “These are not like some of the others you have worn Mark. They will not hide your erection. We can’t have you standing at the alter in front of all your family and friends with an erection, can we?” “No. I don’t think that would be good. I don’t know how I’m going to calm down.” “Don’t worry. Miss Kiersten has thought of everything. She’s going to put you into a trance long enough for me to take care of it.” Chrissie handed Mark a MP3 player. He smiled and knew what to do. He was already well conditioned by Isabella and so he went into a hypnotic trance quickly. Unlike previous trances where he drifted to sleep, this time he was aware of what was going on around him. His body seemed to be frozen in place but his thoughts and mind were working. Within minutes his cock went flaccid. He watched Chrissie put on latex gloves and kneel before him with a strange looking gun. She held up a small silver ring for him to see and smiled. Then he felt a tugging just behind his balls. In his hypnotic trance he did not feel the pain of the gun piercing his skin. Chrissie held up another small ring for him to see. This time he could see what she was doing. She pinched a small amount of skin underneath the tip of his cock, just below the hood on his cock head. Then she held the gun up to the pinched skin and pressed the trigger. In his mind, his body flinched. On the outside he remained still. Mark watched as she inserted the ring into his newly pierced cock. Chrissie looked into his eyes. Her voice was echoed and distant. “Don’t worry sweetie. Your mistress can remove these after the wedding or if she desires, she can leave them in for future use.” Mark was confused at the purpose of the piercing. He soon learned their meaning. Chrissie tucked his penis backwards and then using another ring with a clasp, she connected the ring on his penis to the ring behind his balls. Now his cock was firmly held in place between his legs. Chrissie explained, “This is what Miss Kiersten likes to call her built in Chastity device. It will keep you from getting hard.” Before Chrissie took Mark out of his trance she instructed his mind to accept his chastity as a normal part of the Wedding Day. Then she counted backwards from 5 to 1. Mark awoke from the trance, aware of what just happened, but thankful for it. His first words were, “Thank you Chrissie for helping me avoid an erection on my Wedding Day.” “It was my pleasure. Now let’s complete your sexy look.” Chrissie slid the panties up Mark’s legs. They fit nice and snug around his folded back cock. The thong strap pressed tightly into his ass. Chrissie commented, “Beautiful Mark. You look beautiful. Turn around for me.” Mark slowly turned. As he moved he felt the stockings rubbing his legs and the silk shirt sliding against his skin. He felt the thong pressing into his ass and even the satin bow on the back tickling his ass cheeks. All the feelings aroused him. His cock began to swell but was stopped quickly due to its unnatural position between his legs. Mark’s face grimaced slightly from the pain of his cock being restrained from growing.. Chrissie said, “Don’t worry Mark. You’ll get used to it. Now let me get a few pre-wedding pictures.” Chrissie made Mark pose for him while she snapped pictures of his new feminine look. He felt sexy and feminine posing for her. When she was done snapping pictures Mark asked, “What happens if I have to go to the bathroom? Chrissie replied, “You just sit down and pee like a girl silly. It’s just like having a pussy.” Chrissie cupped his crotch and rubbed her hand between his legs. Mark enjoyed the feeling of her hand rubbing over his bent cock. Chrissie giggled, “It even feels like a pussy.” Mark’s body shivered at the comment. It was strangely exciting to him to think about peeing like a girl and having a pussy. There was one final item that Chrissie had for Mark. She had Mark bend over and then she pulled his thong strap to the side. Chrissie squeezed lubrication onto her fingers and inserted two of them into Mark’s ass. Mark was startled at the invasion. “What are you doing,” he asked in a startled tone. “Just relax Mark. This is a special request from Miss Kiersten. Feels good doesn’t it?” Mark could not deny the new pleasure in his ass. He had never experienced anything like it before. “It’s a little weird, but it does feel good,” admitted Mark. “You’re a good little slut Mark. Just hold still. You’re going to love this.” Mark felt Chrissie’s fingers exit his ass. Then he felt something pushing back in. Before he could say anything, Chrissie pushed the item firmly into his ass. It slid in easy with all the lubrication. Mark felt his ass expand and close around the item. His mind went blank for a brief moment. All he could do was moan from the sudden pleasure. Mark’s mind was so clouded with erotic pleasure that he could barely hear Chrissie’s voice. “This is a butt plug,” she explained. “You’re a slut Mark. We sluts love the feel of something in our ass. I love it when Miss Kiersten requires me to wear one for her. You’ll keep this in during the wedding.” Chrissie, pushed the thong back into place so it would hold the plug firmly in his ass. Mark’s legs felt weak and wobbly from all the sexual stimulation and emotions. He had never experienced such deep and intense arousal. He pleaded with Chrissie, “Please free my cock and let me cum. I want to fuck you so bad. Please Chrissie. I’ll do anything you want.” Seeing Mark in such as weak and desperate state was exciting for Chrissie and it made her very horny. It took all her will power to deny him. “I am sorry Mark. Mistress Amy is the only one that can free your cock now.” Mark had never heard anyone refer to Amy as his Mistress. He liked the sound of it. Chrissie could have easily calmed him down with a calming trigger word, but she enjoyed seeing him in his aroused and frantic state of mind. She walked over to his tuxedo and removed the pants from the hanger. “It’s time to get you ready for your big day.” Chrissie helped him into his Tuxedo. When she was done, he looked like a handsome groom ready for his wedding. No one would ever suspect all the satin and lace that was concealed beneath the tuxedo. The wedding ceremony went off without a hitch. It was a traditional ceremony in a church. The moment Mark saw his bride at the end of the isle, he knew had made the right choice. She looked radiant and beautiful. He could not wait to serve and obey her. Aside from the fact that Mark had his cock tucked between his legs and a plug in his ass, the reception was just like any other reception. He drank, danced with his new wife and had a lot of fun. Towards the end of the ceremony he was surprised to see Miss Kiersten. Mark said to Amy, “There’s Miss Kiersten. Did you invite her?” “Of course I did sweetie. Let’s go say hi to her.” Amy grabbed Mark’s hand and led him over to her. As they approached Isabella, Mark’s cock swelled and tried to grow but it was held firmly between his legs and so it did not become erect. Mark could not believe how horny he became in her presence. Isabella first greeted Amy with a kiss and a hug. Then she did the same to Mark. Happily she said, “Congratulations. You two look great together.” Amy replied, “Thank you for coming and thank you for everything that you’ve done with Mark.” “Oh it was my pleasure.” Isabella tapped Mark’s cheek like he was a kid. “He was such a good subject.” Then Amy said, “You have delivered on your promise Isabella. Mark is the perfect husband. He does my laundry and hand washes my delicates. He gives me foot massages, and most importantly he has become excellent at oral sex.” “That’s wonderful,” replied Isabella. Amy continued, “I even love the sexy panties he wears. I’ve bought him all new ones to start off our marriage. He will not be allowed to wear his boring old men’s underwear anymore.” This was news to Mark, but he found it to be exciting. His mind was confused as he was trying to process what the girls were talking about. He was piecing together the conversation, slowly figuring out that his research project was not really a research project. Amy said to Isabella, “I even showed Mark off to my girl friends and they loved what they saw.” “Yes I know,” said Isabella. “I talked to a few of them tonight. Carol’s husband will be participating in the research project next week.” She winked at Amy and smiled. Just as Mark’s mind was realizing he had been manipulated into being a sissy husband, Isabella called his name. Mark looked up and she slowly blew him a kiss. It was a magical hypnotic kiss that she blew. Mark felt the faint wind of her breath across his cheeks. His body shivered and he instantly fell into a trance. Isabella said, “It’s time for the consummation ceremony. Are you ready?” Amy answered yes and Mark knew he should answer the same way. “Yes,” he said. Isabella took each of their hands and led them out of the reception hall and down the hallways of the hotel. Finally she stopped at room 2235. She knocked twice and the door opened. Mark was thrilled to see Chrissie at the door. Isabella pushed him forward. “Chrissie will get you ready. I will prepare Amy in the room next door.” The door closed behind Mark as he entered the room. He started removing his tuxedo because he just knew that he was supposed to be in nothing but his undergarments. Chrissie asked, “How are you holding up with the plug?” “I can feel it every time I move. It’s a strange feeling. It’s hard to concentrate with it in.” Chrissie replied, “I like to think of it as a constant reminder of your submission to your Mistress.” “Yes I definitely feel very submissive wearing it.” “Good. Now, kneel down for me pet. I have a very special collar for your ceremony.” Mark knelt down and Chrissie placed a white leather collar around his neck. It was covered in shimmering rhinestones. Then she attached a rhinestone covered leash to the collar. The leash was also decorated with pink at white sating bows. It looked very feminine and bridal. Chrissie stared down at Mark and said, “You are going to make a wonderful sissy servant to Amy. I’m sure that you will find it very rewarding and fulfilling to serve a beautiful woman.” Mark never envisioned himself as a sissy before. However, kneeling before Amy in stockings, garters, a thong, and silk shirt with his cock between his legs and a butt plug in his ass, made it hard for him deny the fact the he had been transformed into a sissy. He did not know how things went so far with him. Strangely he seemed at ease with being a sissy servant. His mind told him that it was his place in life. Chrissie tied the end of his leash to the leg of the bed. “Stay put pet. I need to get ready.” Mark watched as Chrissie stripped out of her clothes. It was the first time he had seen her completely naked. She had a beautiful slender body. Her breasts were proportioned just right. Her nipples were long and pointy. The cool air in the room made them erect and swollen. They looked delicious. Mark wanted to suck on them. His eyes drifted down to her pussy. Mark was excited to see that her lips were swollen with excitement. Seeing her exposed pussy reminded him of the many times he licked it. He even thought back to the first time he tasted her special sauce, licking it from Miss Kiersten’s fingers. The thought drove him wild. His mouth began to water. He was hungry for her pussy. Mark quietly said to Chrissie, “I want to taste your pussy one last time. Please can I lick you?” Chrissie walked in front of Mark, her pussy was inches from his face. He could see it glistening with wet arousal. He could smell her wonderful scent. Mark looked up at Chrissie waiting for her permission. She looked down at him and held his face firmly between her hands and said, “You really have turned into a slut. You are a very, very naughty slut that craves sex and pussy all the time. You are just like me Mark. The only difference is I belong to Miss Kiersten and you are owned by Amy. I can cum when I want, but you need Amy’s permission.” Chrissie glanced at the clock in her room. She figured she had a few spare minutes to tease Mark before the ceremony. Chrissie stepped back and inserted her finger into her pussy and it came out covered in her pussy juice. Mark licked his lips ready to taster her special sauce but Chrissie pushed her finger back into her pussy, teasing herself and Mark at the same time. Slowly she pushed two fingers in and out of her pussy right in front of him. Chrissie moaned, “Mmm. This feels soo good. Too bad Miss Kiersten has forbidden me to allow you to lick my pussy today. I’d really love to have your tongue in my pussy right now.” “I won’t tell. It will be our little secret,” begged Mark. Chrissie laughed. “You’ve lost all will-power slut. That’s why you need Amy to control and discipline you. You are quite the naughty slave.” Just when Mark thought it was hopeless Chrissie said, “You can’t lick my pussy pet, but I suppose you could have a little taste of my panties.” Chrissie was a needy slut just like Mark. She was always looking to bend the rules for her own selfish pleasure. Chrissie slid on a pair of sheer black panties. Mark could clearly see her pussy. Chrissie slid her hand over the front of he panties and pressed against her pussy allowing the panties to absorb her wetness. Then she wiggled her finger at Mark, calling him forward. “Just for a little bit,” she said. “After all, your ceremony will be starting soon.” Mark licked the front of her panties. The sheer fabric was to thin to keep her juices from his tongue. Mark managed to press his tongue into her slit. The only thing between his tongue and her pussy was the thin piece of fabric. He was in heaven and so was Chrissie. Chrissie held his head and grinded her hips forward. She quietly experienced an orgasm just from the pressure of his face against her pussy. After what seemed like a very brief moment, Chrissie pushed Mark away. He did not even know the amount of pleasure he gave her. Chrissie said, “enough naughty sissy boy. We’ve got to get ready.” Chrissie slid on a simple black night gown. The satin material hugged her slender body nicely. Then she untied his leash from the table leg and walked him over to a door that connected to the next room. Chrissie knocked twice on the door and it opened. Mark could see that the room was dark but shimmering with candlelight. Before they entered Isabella said in a strong voice, “Who knocks at the door?” Chrissie responded, “A fellow sister with a needy slave. A slave who wishes to give himself to a Mistress.” Isabella’s voice was heard again, “Is there a Mistress who will consider taking this slave?” Amy’ voiced bellowed, “Yes, I am looking for a servant. Bring him forward.” Chrissie whispered, “Good luck,” then she tugged on the leash and led him into the room. Mark followed Chrissie on his hands and knees. He did not expect to see all the bride’s maids in the room but they were there. Carol and Janice were on one side of the door and the two others were on the other side. Mark had to crawl down the aisle they created. His wife waited with Isabella at the end. Each girl was holding a candle in their hands. Through the dim light Mark could see that they were all dressed identical in sleek black satin pants and a matching satin halter top. Thin straps tied around the back of the neck and attached to the front center of the halter top, forming a V over their exposed upper chest. Each girl wore elbow length satin gloves and black heels. Their hair had not changed from the wedding ceremony. It was pulled back into a tight bun. Their outfits shimmered in the candle light and provided a look of pure sexiness, power and dominance. The girls each wore a silver necklace with a rhinestone charm that was two circles connected together. This was a gift from Amy to them for their participation in the consummation ceremony. Later Mark would learn that the necklaces are symbolic of each girl’s authority over him and their acceptance of female-led relationships. Amy stood at then end center of the aisle formed by the girls. Mark’s heart skipped a beat at how hot and dominant she looked. Her white bride’s gown had been replaced by a tight black corset, matching lace panties, black stockings, and heels. Her hair was also pulled back tightly. Mark crawled into the room towards his Mistress wife. The girls closed in behind him. Isabella, Amy and the bride’s maids formed a circle around him. Chrissie undid his leash and then joined the circle. Mark was left kneeling in front of Amy and Isabella. He felt an overwhelming sense of submission and intimidation. Isabella read from a small book. “We have all witnessed the wonderful union of Amy and Mark today. Now we stand here as witnesses to Amy and Mark’s commitment to a female led marriage. It is with great joy that we see Mark kneeling before Amy, ready to accept his role as her servant.” Isabella directed her attention to Mark, “Mark, do you wish to serve, pamper, and obey her at all times?” “Yes, I do” replied Mark. “Then you must beg for her to accept you as your slave.” Words seemed to flow into Mark’s mind. He knew exactly what to say. “Mistress Amy, I kneel before you ready to serve you. I will always seek to please and obey you. My body is yours. My cock is yours to do with as you please. Will you take me as your servant?” Amy smiled and patted Mark on the head and said, “Yes I will.” Isabella said, “If you accept Mark as your slave, you may free his cock as a sign of your ownership over him.” Amy ordered Mark over to her. “Come slave. Stand-up so I don’t have to bend over.” Mark crawled to Amy and then stood up. She had him lean over the bed in the room with his ass facing the girls. She slid down his panties. Mark heard a few gasps and giggles as the girls saw his pierced cock tucked between his legs. He felt embarrassed and vulnerable with his naked ass exposed to the girls. He knew they could see the plug in his ass and this humiliated him even more. Amy carefully removed the ring that held his cock in place. Mark’s cock instantly grew erect when it was free. Isabella then made Mark kneel down and face the girls. She read from her book again, “Girls do you promise to support Amy in her endeavor to train Mark to be a good servant.” Everyone responded, “We do.” Isabella instructed Mark to crawl to each girl and kiss each of their toes as a sign of his appreciation for their support and their dominance. Mark obediently crawled around the circle and kissed every toe in the room. The girls enjoyed this part of the ceremony. When he was done Isabella announced, “It is time for the consummation.” Again, Mark knew exactly what to do. He crawled onto the bed and lay on his back and waited. Isabella and Amy ducked out of the room for a brief moment. While they were gone, Chrissie handed each girl a white silk strap that had loops on each end. The girls approached Mark. Janice slid her loop over Mark’s hand and pulled on the strap. The strap tightened around his wrist. Carol slid her loop over his foot and pulled it tight around his ankle. The other two girls repeated the process on his right side. The girls then placed the loop on the other end of the strap over their own wrists. When Amy and Isabella entered the room, each girl took a few steps away from the bed and pulled on the straps. Mark was forced into a spread eagle position. Mark became intensely aroused at being helpless in front of all the girls. Amy approached the bed, between his legs. He could see that she was wearing a strap-on. Isabella read another passage from her book. “In a traditional marriage the man and wife consummate by having the man make love to the wife. However, in a female-led marriage, it is the wife who makes love to the man. This is symbolic of her dominance and power of him. Additionally, the submissive husband is feminized as part of the consummation. Mark has shown a true appreciation and addiction to wearing panties and sexy silky lingerie. This clearly shows his desire to idolize and worship females. Finally the bride’s closest female friends are here not only to witness the consummation, but to restrain the sissy husband while he receives his Mistress’s cock. Mark will experience true helplessness and surrender to female power. Let us begin.” Mark felt the girls tug tighter on the straps, pulling his legs and arms farther apart. Chrissie quickly moved in and removed the plug from Mark’s ass. It was empty for just a moment. As soon as Chrissie moved away, Amy was between his legs, pushing her strap-on into his stretched ass. Her strap-on was well lubricated and easily slid in. Mark’s mind went blank and his body shuddered. Amy began to fuck him with long slow strokes. Her breathing was deep with excitement. Mark looked up at her face and saw an expression filled with lust and power. Mark’s mind had been programmed by Isabella to experience orgasmic like pleasure from the strap-on. She was fucking his pussy. He moaned in pleasure. Mark turned his head to the side and saw Janice with one hand pulling the strap attached to wrist hand and with the other hand down in her pants. She was staring at Amy fucking him and it was obvious to Mark that she was fingering herself. The bride’s maids had done a great job at keeping their composure up until this point. Isabella’s words and the erotic scene unfolding in front of them were too much to handle even for the most conservative person. The ceremony had made the girls feel empowered not only over Mark but all men. This power created an erotic energy in the room that spread like wild fire from girl to girl. Mark’s eyes surveyed the room as his body flooded with pleasure. He could see that the girls surrounding him were all aroused. In the glow of the candlelight he could see hard nipples poking at the shimmering silk tops. He could see the bride’s maids in various states of self-pleasure. Some were rubbing their nipples through the smooth satin and some were rubbing their crotches. Mark looked back to his wife and enjoyed the site of her cock thrusting in and out of his boy pussy. She was holding his legs, spreading them apart while she fucked him. His arms were restrained by her bride’s maids. Mark felt completely helpless and at Amy’s mercy. He felt totally powerless and vulnerable in front of the entire group of beautiful woman. He could not think of a better way to start his marriage. He felt lucky to submit to such a hot and wonderful Mistress. Amy’s lust filled eyes locked in on Mark’s. In a strong powerful voice, she commanded “cum for me sissy husband!” Amy’s cock plunged deep inside him and an intense orgasm rocked his body. Hot cum spewed over his chest and stomach. Mark had one of his most pleasurable orgasms ever. His body was weak after his orgasm passed. His eyes were closed but he could still feel Amy’s cock resting inside him. Finally Mark opened his eyes. Amy looked satisfied and fulfilled. Mark felt the same way. He was thrilled to see Amy this way. All he cared about was satisfying his mistress. He made a commitment to himself at that moment that he would do his best to obey his wife and be the perfect husband. THE END Feedback is appreciated [email protected]

Chapter One I had moved to a house just three blocks off of the Pacific Ocean. At the end of the cul-de-sac, a trail led downward to the edge of a cliff overlooking the water. Below the cliff was a wide, smooth, rock ledge, facing due west, that when the ocean was calm, became a secluded, sunbathing haven for coeds from the local university. It was a perfectly formed v-shaped cove, about 100 feet wide at its widest point. With all of the natural bougainvillea growing around the top of the cliff, made it difficult for the surrounding homes, set back a considerable distance, to see down to the rock ledge below. Thus it was a very private cove. The walk down from the cliff, more like a climbing descent, was not the popular access to the water’s edge. Two streets below mine, and well to the north, there was another dead-end cul-de-sac that allowed cars to park along the curb, where it was a short walk down an easy sloping trail to get on the ledge, and then it was about a fifteen minute stroll south to reach the cove. Immediately after moving into the new house, I began to explore the neighborhood, and found the steep and narrow trail that led down to the rock ledge below. My surroundings were all new to me, and I had to see where this trail would lead. On my second day in the neighborhood, standing atop the cliff, maybe two stories above the rock ledge below, I noticed about a dozen people down there. They were spread out, lying on beach towels, soaking up the sun. I could faintly hear music from a portable radio well below my vantage point. There was a very narrow crevasse in the rock ledge, about 10 feet across and 30 feet in length, where two people were floating in the ocean, waiting for a gentle wave to lift them up where they could grab onto a handhold high on the rocks, and lift themselves out of the water. I didn’t really notice much more than that, not paying close attention to the people below me, I was focused on the trail and how to navigate it down to the rock ledge. The trail was steep, with places that each foot needed to be precisely placed. As I was fairly fit, lean and muscular from playing sports in school, physical exertion was not an issue. In my new environment, it was easy getting used to wearing nothing but my board shorts, but walking in flip-flops, on a steep, downhill trail, caused me to focus on the next footstep, and not thinking about what I would find at the end of my journey. I made my way down the trail, and it brought me to the closed end of the cove, providing an open view out to the west. The sun was high, and there were no shadows to be found. As I gazed around at the scene before me, two things became apparent, there was not a male in group that lay on the rocks, and every girl was topless. At 18 years old, admittedly, I had seen very few naked women, or a partially naked woman, in real life. The popular woman’s swimsuit at this time was a string bikini, and so, it was often difficult to see the thin string across the back. I was not wearing sunglasses, and squinted to confirm what I thought I was seeing. Not one of the girls in the Cove was wearing a top. They were laying on their stomach or back, or sitting up facing towards the water. Suddenly it seemed very difficult to swallow, and I felt a slight swelling in my board shorts, the kind that teenage boys sometimes experience. From where I stood, I could not see the two girls in the water below, but when a good sized wave lifted them up, they grabbed ahold of the rock ledge, and pulled themselves up onto the surface, and stood up. They were dripping with the cool sea water, and both tilted their heads back to let their long hair drop behind them, and they reached their hands up and over their heads to gather all of it up and wring the water out. They were topless, with no tan lines, and their nipples were much darker brown than their skin. My eyes focused on those brown nipples, perfectly round, erect from the light wind brushing their wet skin, pointed upward on their wet, round breasts. I stood in awe, my heart pounding in my chest. Not being able to inhale, I felt my dick grow fast and hard, pointed down the right leg of my board shorts. I stood deathly still. Nobody had noticed me standing at the back of the cove, and even if they had, I could not move my legs to get away. Frozen, both because of the scene of nearly nude, young women before me, grander than my wildest fantasies at the time, and also because my dick was so hard, and uncomfortably pointed down my pant leg in an unnatural position, I couldn’t take a step. My brain was on overload, and I wished this very minute of my life would never end. The two girls from the water were wringing-out their long, dark hair, laughing with big white smiles at whatever one of them had said to the other. I openly stared at their lean, tanned bodies, naked breasts, and long legs, still dripping wet from their swim. Their wet bikini bottoms were clinging tightly to their hips, crotch, and shapely butts. I had to swallow hard to keep from drooling on myself. I had known for years that I liked girls, but what I was feeling at this moment was more like a hunger for girls, well beyond just liking them. My eyes were feeding on the sight of them, but there were other parts of my body than needed to be satisfied as well. My hard dick, in its downward position, was really starting to hurt. I thought I needed to take the pressure off, and reached down with my right hand to stretch my shorts, and lift my dick as far off my leg as it would go. In doing so, I must have squeezed some pre-cum out of the tip, and now had a quarter-sized wet spot on the front of my green board shorts. As my gaze went from girl-to-girl-to-girl, it appeared I was still unnoticed. The two girls from the ocean went to their towels and lay down on their backs. Now, no one was standing in the cove but me; all of the girls were either seated or laying on their beach towels. While I contemplated my next move, a couple of the girls rolled over from their stomachs onto their backs, exposing their breasts to me as they situated themselves on their towels. Some of them had nearly perfect, even tans over their entire bodies, others, probably new to the cove, had distinct tan lines, with their two white breasts standing in contrast to the surrounding brown skin. While I observed that their nipples varied somewhat in size and color, with the areolas seemingly capping the point of each breast, I did see distinctly, different shaped nipples on a few of girls. On their breasts, the areolas appeared puffy, with a softer looking, fleshy nipple on the top. Why the view of the puffy nipples sent an extra jolt of electricity to both my brain and my dick, I didn’t know, but I liked it. One of the three puffy nipple girls had a very dark tan, with no tan lines and dark, dark puffy nipples. She must have been Polynesian, or from another Pacific Island—her skin tone was an incredible dark mocha color. The other two, both redheads, may have been sisters, or even twins. Their skin was pale compared to everyone else on the rock ledge, and their breasts were as white as cream, with big, puffy, light pink nipples. It was difficult for me to stop staring at them, for reasons I didn’t understand. I was so turned on by each of the girls in front of me; I didn’t notice every hair on my body, like my dick, was standing at attention as well. I finally took a deep breath. And then another. I needed my dick to soften a bit if I was going to walk anywhere. My heart beat slowed to where I could no longer feel it pounding in my ears, and my dick released the blood it was holding captive. Now that I thought I could walk, it was time to figure out where to go. The most incredible scene I had ever witnessed was laid out before me in the cove. I began walking along the south edge, closer to where the girls lay sunning themselves. I was mesmerized by the variety of tits I was seeing for the first time. Some had pointed, erect nipples, others soft, small mounds. The skin colors ranged from white to dark brown, with many of the petite girls’ breasts firmly standing up, others, larger orbs of flesh, spilling over the sides of their chests. I started to notice many other features of these beautiful girls; the curve of their shoulders, the way their hair fell on their faces, the bones protruding at the hips, firm round butts, and the mound in their bikini bottoms. As I approached the girls, walking slowly, I found myself close enough to see the freckles on some of the lighter skinned girls. Seeing that, and without reason, I felt the blood start to flow into my dick once again. The freckles on their faces, necks, arms, and chests were such a turn on to me. A few of the girls were covered in freckles, and the freckles flowed on to their breasts, and I had to look away to avoid stopping in my tracks to stare. As I reached the nearest girl from where I entered the Cove, she was lying on her back. I could now see her tits were the largest of the group, filling her chest and covering the sides of her body as well. As I approached from behind her, without even lifting her head, she picked up her bottle of oil, squirted some in her left hand, applied it to the center of her chest, and then with both hands rubbed it over her plump breasts and flat stomach, causing her pink nipples to become erect. My head was spinning, and I was actually dizzy. I walked slowly, glancing from girl to girl, in disbelief of what I was seeing, but enjoyed the feeling of my heart pounding in my chest. As I looked at their incredible bodies, not one of them met my gaze. It was like I was invisible. In twenty-five steps, I passed all of them, and made a hard left turn to follow the rock ledge out of the cove. Once around the corner, I stopped, closed my eyes, and everything I had just seen played back in my head, as if I was watching a video. Decidedly, this was the best day of my life. As both my breathing and my pulse returned to normal, there was another wet mark, albeit slightly lower on my shorts, from the pre-cum leaking from my dick. I was flushed and sweating from thinking about what I had just experienced. I started to wonder what would be my next move. I looked around the rock I was walking on, and began to realize there was no way up to the top of the cliff without passing the girls again. With that thought, my heart started to race, and I could feel the excitement in my entire body. I was concerned though; that the girls simply ignored me on my first pass because it was the easiest thing to do. No outcry or confrontation--and I would be gone and leave them to enjoy their secret cove. But a second pass might be different. It would be easy to deduce at that point I was nothing more than a teenage peeping tom. What would they do to me if I went back? Well, I had no choice and would have to walk past them all to get off the ledge and back up to the street where I lived. I took a deep breath, and headed back north to the Cove. I approached the edge of the Cove slowly, and stopped to look around the corner. It seemed like the hottest part of the day, and now all of the girls were now on their feet. Four girls had already jumped in to the ocean, and the remaining seven were standing at the edge of the ledge, waiting for the next wave to roll in so they could safely jump in the water. I watched as girl after girl jumped in, squealing, topless, pinching their nose shut, dropping down into the ocean. They each came up, head tilted back, clearing their hair from their face, and smiling. They were all treading water, bouncing up and down with each wave. I approached the area where their towels and beach bags were spread out, watching the last of the girls leap of off the rocks. Again, not one of the girls had looked at me, and I felt like I was invisible to them. I quickly headed east through the Cove, to access the path back up to the top of the cliff above and make my way back to my house. That night, I lay in my bed with my eyes closed, vividly trying to relive my experience earlier that day. Each time I thought about getting to the bottom of the cliff, down on to the rocks, and seeing the topless girls, my breathing stopped. My dick was hard as a two-by-four, and I smiled now that I understood what getting a “woody” meant. I rolled over, lying on my stomach, my dick compressed by the weight of my body on the mattress. I had not masturbated at this point in my life, but frequently experienced wet-dreams. I almost always woke up immediately after ejaculating, as I would be sweating, out of breath, and had a mess of wet cum in my pjs. I enjoyed my wet dreams, vaguely recalling some of the fantasies about girls in the dream, but I really liked the relaxed feeling of my body after the event. I just wished I could will myself into a wet dream as I slept, as opposed to waiting for whatever the natural cause was for it to happen. That night, I fell asleep on my stomach, and awoke in the middle of night, when I was still feeling contractions in my groin after the peak of my wet dream orgasm. My hips were still slowly thrusting my dick into the mattress beneath me, my balls were tight against my body, and my cum was warm on my stomach. My experience at the cove, seeing all those topless girls, gave me the best wet dream I had ever had. The Cove became my escape. I went nearly everyday day after I returned home from school. On the weekend, there were too many sightseers walking the rock ledge, and while some of the girls came to tan on the rocks, they did not sunbathe topless. My routine on weekdays and school holidays was to take my binoculars and sit above the Cove, at the top of the cliff, and watch the girls. I got to recognize the regulars, and looked forward to seeing them show off their bodies. I would sit back away from the edge of the cliff, as I did not want them to catch me looking at them. As I watched through my binoculars, from time to time, one of them would shield the sun from their eyes and look up to the top of the cliff. I would just lean back, out of view for a few minutes, and then would resume looking at their glorious bare breasts when they lay down to work on improving their tans. While the bougainvillea did provide the girls cover from being viewed by people in the two houses on either side of the Cove, every so often, someone would walk to the edge of the homes’ large outdoor decks, and briefly gaze down on the girls, seeing what they had chosen to expose to the world. I was doing just the same, albeit with a little more frequency. I would get a rock-hard erection during my watch, pump out copious amounts of pre-cum on my leg, and every few nights, have another wonderful wet dream. After a few weeks of viewing the girls from the cliff—I never walked down on them again—it was a school holiday, but not a work holiday. From my recent experiences viewing the Cove, I knew there would be a lot of girls on the rocks that day, starting about mid-morning. Dressed in my board shorts and flip-flops, I had walked down from my house to the cliff. I had always sat somewhere well off to the west of the trail leading down into the cove, but had never once seen anyone using the trail from my street to venture down. Without paying much attention today, I had failed to walk very far from the trail into the bougainvillea to take up my position. Unknowingly, that would turn out to be a problem for me in the second hour of my watch. As I sat gazing at the various girls arrive in the Cove, singly, in pairs or small groups, I truly enjoyed watching the process of them getting settled. First they would kick-off their flip-flops and spread out their beach towel, some placing a folded towel on the rocks to use as a pillow. Then they would peel off their bathing suit cover-ups or T-shirts. Lastly, they would untie their string bikini tops and expose their supple breasts, always adjusting their hair, keeping it off of their faces and over their shoulders. Then the process of applying suntan lotion would begin. The combination of the shiny, slippery skin, and the girls rubbing the lotion on themselves, and frequently each other, turned me on so much, my hard dick would just ache. I sat on my butt, knees bent, feet flat on the ground, with my dick in the right leg of my board shorts. Since I was looking through the binoculars, I did not have any peripheral vision. Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching near me, and I dropped the binoculars to look up, but it was too late. I was busted. It was two girls, a blonde and a brunette, wearing bikinis, sunglasses, and wide-brimmed, straw hats. They were both carrying large beach bags over their shoulders with towels sticking out of the top. Judging from their fit bodies, and smooth tan skin, they were probably in their early twenties, but neither one removed their hat or sunglasses so it was hard to tell. Each one of them had a beautiful tanned body; well-proportioned hips, and ample breasts, swaying slightly, even though they had stopped walking and stood towering above me. I’m sure the expression on my face was one of shock. And as I sat looking up at them, the blonde said to me, “Hey pervert, what are you doing up here?” I replied, “Hi. Up here? I’m whale watching.” Hoping they didn’t notice my hard dick as it was rapidly deflating. The brunette said, “Bullshit. There are no whales this time of year.” I said, “Really, I thought I saw some in my binoculars,” my hand searching for them next to me while I remained looking up at the girls. The blonde took two quick steps and was now standing in front of me and said, “The only thing you are looking at in those binoculars are the tits of me and my girlfriends down there while you watch us and jack off. We see you almost every time we come to the Cove.” I had heard the kids in school use that phrase, “jack off,”, but did not know what it meant. I pleaded to her, “I’m not jacking off--I don’t even know what that means.” The brunette, stepping closer to me, intervened, “Bullshit, pervert. You sit up here all day stroking your dick to our tits. We’re not stupid.” Now I pleaded with both of them, “I have never stroked my dick. I don’t know what you are talking about. Sure my dick gets hard looking at your beautiful bodies, and it leaks a lot of pre-cum while I’m watching, but I only cum when I have wet dreams.” “Whaaaaat?” screamed the blonde. “You’ve never jerked yourself off? How old are you?” “Eighteen,” I stated proudly. “And I don’t jerk off. My pre-cum leaks out when my dick gets squeezed, that’s all.” “Well when you squeeze the pre-cum out of your dick, don’t you eventually come,” retorted the blonde. “No, never,” I said. The blonde and brunette stood above me, looking at each other, mouthing words back and forth I couldn’t hear. I was getting scared they were talking about calling the police. I figured I could out run them once we got on the pavement up on the road, and I said, “What are you two talking about? What are you going to do with me?” The brunette looked down at me, “You are eighteen and never jacked off? Not once? Don’t lie to us.” I replied, “No, I’m not even sure what that means.” The blonde, looking at me sitting on the ground, said, “That wet spot from your pre-cum is pretty far down your shorts. Show us your dick. We want to see how big it is.” Somewhat unsure about my options at this point, I said, “It’s small when it’s soft, but I have to point it down my board shorts, or when I get hard, it sticks out above the waistband.” The two girls exchanged a glance, but I couldn’t decipher it what it meant with them above me and their sunglasses on. The blonde spoke first, “We are going to show you how to jack off. It’s really easy, and if you like your wet dreams, you are really going to like this.” The brunette added, “My friend here is going to give you one of her special handjobs, and you’re going to thank us when we’re done with you.” She then she removed the beach towel from her bag, and placed it on the ground directly behind me. She said, “Now why don’t you take off those board shorts and sit here on this towel.” I looked over my shoulder at the towel, my heart now pounding in my chest, my throat dry, and seemingly gasping for breath. A girl I didn’t know just asked me to remove my pants, and expose my dick, out in public. I’m sure I looked very uncomfortable when I said, “I don’t know you, and I think I’m going to go home.” The blonde immediately demanded, “Get your shorts off. You sit up here and watch us, and you say you don’t even jack off, that is ridiculous. We are going to teach you the proper way to jack off, and you will never be the same.” The blonde dropped to her knees in front of me, bringing her face to roughly the same level as mine. The brunette was sitting with her legs crossed, behind me, on the edge of the towel. I was still sitting in front of the towel, and without warning, the brunette grabbed my shoulders and pulled me backwards. I fell on to my back, on the towel, and my feet momentarily lifted off the ground as I had lost my balance. The blonde moved swiftly, grabbing the waistband of my board shorts with both hands, and pulled them down to my ankles. I found myself lying on my back, totally naked, staring up at two girls in bikinis, who obviously weren’t done with me. One of the girls laughed as she said, “He’s right. It is small when it’s soft.” The brunette started to pull me up into a sitting position, and when I got situated with my torso upright, I found myself leaning directly against her body. I could feel her soft tits pressing into my back. I took a deep breath through my nose, and it was filled with the sweet smell of her hair and the coconut oil on her skin. That was enough to make my dick start to grow again. The blonde noted out loud, “It’s good to see something’s coming back to life.” At that very moment, I was aware she was staring at my dick, and I became unsure if it was going to impress her, and it started to soften again. The blonde said, “Aww, is this your first time with a girl? You scare so easily. You need to relax. My friend and I are going to make you feel wonderful. And while you will want us do this again; this is a one and only experience. We thought we wanted to scare you off, but since you claim you don’t know how to make yourself cum, we are going to show you how.” She reached her hand out and caressed my cheek, and added, “Sweetheart, the first step is that your dick needs to get hard.” I looked down at my dick, shrinking in nervousness. The girls were still wearing their sunglasses so I couldn’t see their eyes and it felt like both of them were staring directly at my dick, waiting for it to get hard on its own. They both could easily sense my anxiety. Without saying a word, the blond removed her hat. She had a long French braid, and looked younger without the hat on. As I watched, she reached behind her and pulled on the lower string of her bikini top to untie the knot. The cloth triangles covering her breasts loosed their grip, but still covered what I craved to see. That move had the desired effect on me as my dick pulsed, and slowly began to fill with blood. It went from completely small and limp to growing thicker and longer as my excitement returned. I looked up from my dick to the blonde, and she was smiling at me. I smiled back at her, and felt my dick pulse once more. The growth of my erection stalled before it was solidly hard. I was sitting naked in public with two girls that were strangers to me, and I was still uncertain of their intentions. The blonde reached behind her neck and pulled on the top string on her bikini. Once she pulled it all the way, she dropped the string and her top fell on to her lap exposing two beautiful, white breasts, with small, quarter-sized, light pink nipples. Her nipples were soft—barely protruding from above the surface of the areola. I hadn’t looked up into the blonde’s sunglasses in a while as I was admiring her tits, letting the close up view of them make my dick get even harder. While distracted by the sensuous view of her tits, I didn’t see her reach for my shaft. When she grasped the base of my dick, it startled me and had the reverse effect from what we all wanted. She gave me a warm, reassuring smile, and released my dick. She brought her hands up to her tits, covering them and the pink nipples that had hypnotized me. All the while smiling at me, she caressed both breasts, and I watched as her soft touch made her nipples get erect. Once her small nipples were fully erect, she grabbed them between her thumb and index finger and squeezed them gently. She let go, briefly, so I could see her hard nipples, she then lightly rubbed her tanned fingers over her breasts, gently caressing her nipples. That view made me get as hard as I thought I could get, and I was enjoying the shoulder massage from the brunette behind me. As the blonde was pulling softly on her nipples with her fingers, the brunette unexpectedly dropped her hands off my shoulders and grabbed my nipples and squeezed them, maybe a little too hard, I thought. That sent a huge jolt through my entire body, making my hard dick pulse twice, and the clear, slippery pre-cum oozed out of the tip and ran down the top of my dick on to the shaft. The blonde said, seemingly to herself, “I think he’s ready to be jacked off now.” The brunette asked, “Give me a kiss first?” As the blonde leaned forward to meet the mouth of the brunette kneeling behind me, it placed her right breast up against my left cheek. I immediately turned my mouth to the left and caressed her breast with my slightly parted lips. I moved a little farther toward her, and suddenly realized her nipple was within reach. I traced her nipple along my upper and lower lip. Then, seizing the opportunity, I stuck out my tongue, and gently licked her nipple. I heard moaning from the mouths above me, but didn’t know if it was from the girls’ kissing or from me licking on the nipple. Either way, it turned me on. The girls broke their kiss, and the blonde leaned back, her nipple leaving my tongue. I watched it as she moved back. It was wet, red and swollen, and was the sexiest body part I had ever seen—or licked on. The blonde, still wearing her sunglasses, brought her right hand up in front of me, and said, “OK, to jack off, place your thumb and forefinger together to make a ring. And then slide it over your dick, like this.” The head of my dick was swollen to a much larger size than she could make with her finger and thumb. When she shoved it down over my head, every muscle in my body twitched. She slowly slid it down to the base of my shaft and then started back up. I felt my dick get even harder. On her slow stroke back up, the clear pre-cum began to ooze out of the tip again. It ran off the head, and started down the shaft. When the blonde’s hand met my juice, it ran onto the back of her hand. I swallowed hard as now I knew I was no longer in control of my senses, the two girls were. Finishing the upstroke, the blonde slid her hand all the way off my dick and lifted it to her mouth, tasting my pre-cum. “Hmm,” she said. “It’s sweet.” She reached over and offered the back of her hand to the brunette, who extended her tongue to taste my juices. I was mesmerized, seeing the brunette’s tongue, licking my pre-cum off of the blonde’s small tanned hand. When she had licked it clean, the blonde resumed stroking my dick, but my pre-cum would only make it slippery for a couple of strokes, then it got sticky and she couldn’t smoothly stroke me. She stopped stroking and firmly grasped the base of my shaft, causing my swollen head to turn purple. She said to the brunette, “Can you hand me the baby oil?” The brunette reached into her nearby beach bag and found the baby oil. She handed it to the blonde without speaking a word. I was leaning against the brunette’s chest, and could feel her tits pushing into my back. I realized I was feeling her hard nipples pressed against me. I was confused; as I didn’t realize she had removed her top too. That sent another shiver of pleasure through my body and made my dick pulse. The blonde made her hands slippery with the oil, and placed them around my shaft. True to her word, she was stroking me with the circle made by her thumb and finger. Her grip was just the right pressure as she stroked up and down, while her other hand cupped my balls, gently massaging them. She only went all the way up over my head every five or six strokes, and it was the most pleasure I had ever felt—much better than my wet dreams. I felt my muscles begin to tighten in my stomach and groin. I was focused on the blonde’s tits as they jiggled from side-to-side as she stroked me. The nipples were no longer erect, but they were still very sexy, perched atop her round, firm tits. The brunette was caressing my nipples, both fully erect. She was rubbing her tits on my back, and I could feel her warm skin against mine. Suddenly, pre-cum started to flow out of my tip like a faucet had been turned on. I didn’t know what this meant, but apparently the girls did. The blonde alternated one tight, slow stroke, with two, light, fast strokes, and my brain was scrambled. The muscles in my abdomen and groin tighten further, I took a deep breath, and my dick pulsed one more time. Even I was impressed with the size of my dick as my orgasm approached. My eyes moved from the blonde’s tits to my dick. My muscles were flinching, and I wondered if this is what happens in my wet dreams. I could feel every muscle in my body begin to tighten. I felt the hot release of cum, leaving my balls, flowing up my shaft, and I started to moan from deep in my throat. But at the first sound I made, the brunette’s hands immediately left my chest and they both tightly covered my mouth. She whispered softly to me, “Shh… baby. Everything is going to be all right.” Not even my breath could escape with her hands covering my mouth. The moment she covered my mouth and stifled my moan, my orgasm started. I was looking at the blonde’s hand stroking my dick, and she had changed her grip, so that her thumb was rubbing on the bottom side of my shaft, all the way up to the tip, and her thin fingers softly stroked the top side. The pleasurable build-up that had started a few minutes ago, suddenly, and with intense force, started shooting waves of cum out of the tip of my dick. Thankfully, the brunette was still covering my mouth, because my cum would have hit my face if not for her hands. Cum was splashing against the back of her hands, dripping to my stomach, and it surprised me with by how hot it felt. My face was contorted in pleasure, and I was trying to escape the grip of the brunette. The blonde stopped stroking and grasped my dick firmly in both hands. It made my body twitch up and down, and I couldn’t control myself. My cum was all over my chest and stomach, and the smell of it reminded me of waking up after my wet dream. The blonde spoke first, peeling her hands off my cum covered shaft, “Good boy. How did that feel?” “Great, it was the best orgasm I’ve ever had! You are both are incredible. What you did to my dick was awesome.” The brunette, who really had been holding me up, wrapped her arms around me and gave me hug, no doubt getting the cum from my chest on her arms. She leaned her head against mine, and lightly nibbled on my ear with her teeth. For whatever reason, that shot chills down my spine and gave me goose-bumps, making my nipples harden again. She followed with a quick pinch of my nipples, and then I felt her move to get up. I hadn’t paid attention, but the blonde had already stood up. I laid back flat on the beach towel, smiling, looking up at the girls. They each took turns helping the other tie their bikini tops behind their necks and backs. Then a sudden thought hit my mind. Glancing up at them, I said, “You both made me feel incredible, did it turn you on too?” Looking down at me, initially, neither of them responded. The brunette took off her hat, and they both removed their sunglasses. They looked younger than I thought—maybe barely 20 years old. The brunette put her arm around the blonde’s waist and started talking softly in her ear. She stopped talking, and the two moved closer together and the brunette put her head on the blonde’s shoulder. Nothing was happening, and I was wondering if time was standing still. Just then the brunette placed her left hand on her stomach, and slowly slid her long fingers down her toned belly and into her bikini. Her fingers moved to the bottom of her pussy, hidden from my view, and she then pulled them back out. The blonde reached over with her right hand and took the brunette’s arm, just above the wrist. The blonde guided the brunette’s shiny, wet fingers up to her face, put them in her mouth, and closed her lips around them. I said, referring to my earlier question, “Is that a yes?” The brunette was holding the blonde around her back, and their hips were pressed against each other. The blonde took her right hand and put it into her own bikini bottom. Unlike the brunette, who reached in her bottoms and pulled her hand back out, the blonde kept her hand in her bottoms, and it looked like she was rubbing her fingers side to side. The blonde suddenly gasped in a short, quick breath, squeezed her eyes tightly shut, and her body shivered once from head to toe, and she lifted her right foot off the ground, causing the brunette to have to support her friend. The blonde removed her hand from her bottoms, and instead of reciprocating with the brunette, she extended her wet fingers down in front of my face. The smell was new to me, and my first whiff caused my nostrils to fully open up to take it all in. As if it were a reflex, I opened my mouth and lifted my head up even higher. The blonde put her fingers directly on my tongue. The salty, sweet, musky flavor was unlike anything I had ever tasted. In addition to my new-found fondness for the taste of pussy, I felt my dick starting to get hard again. The girls were watching me with big smiles. But when they saw the effect on my dick of licking the blonde’s pussy juice off of her fingers, they started to laugh, and the blonde said, “You’re done boy! Put that dick away. We had a great time with you, but we have to go down below to join our friends.” Even though they had already told me otherwise, I had to ask, “What are your names? When can we get together again? You two are wonderful! ” The blonde replied, “We told you earlier this was a one-time thing. You don’t need to know our names. You can see us again anytime you want, sitting up here on your perch and looking at us down below in the Cove. That’s all you get.” It was like she punched me in the stomach and knocked the wind out of me. My smile disappeared. I pulled my board shorts back on and gathered up the beach towel to give it back to the brunette. She saw me start to move towards her with the soiled towel, held up a hand, and said, “Keep it… something to remember us by.” I stood there dejected, as the girls put on their hats. The blonde stepped forward first, and softly kissed me on the lips. Damn, it made my dick pulse and start to grow. She said, “We will always be down there when you want to see us.” I had no reply, as that was not what I wanted to hear. She leaned forward, for what I thought was going to be another soft parting kiss, and she put her mouth firmly on mine. Unexpectedly, she took my lower lip into her mouth, and bit down hard on it. Her bite broke the skin and it hurt, but it was all it took to make my dick get fully hard again. The blonde looked me in the eye, smiled with a guilty grin, and then turned and walked away, headed down the trail to the rock ledge below. The brunette stepped forward and hugged me with her arms around my waist. Her left hand gently grabbed my shaft in my pant leg, and caressed it from base to tip. She said, “I didn’t get to touch your dick while Jackie gave you that handjob, and I desperately wanted to stroke it too.” Her grip got a little firmer on my shaft, and again, my pre-cum made a wet spot on my shorts. I said, “I would be happy to give you a turn… I think I’ve recovered now.” The brunette’s mouth was close to my ear, and she whispered, “I’m sorry, Jackie decided which one of us would stroke your dick, and it would only be a one-time thing. You are perfectly capable of getting yourself off now, and we will be on display for you down in the Cove anytime you are ready.” At this point, it was evident the girls were going to be true to their word: one-time, and one-time only. I said, “You told me Jackie’s name, what’s yours?” As she leaned to my ear to answer, I put both my arms around her shoulders and pulled her body tight against mine. “My name is Amber,” she said. I replied, “Hi Amber, I’m Will. You two are the most incredibly sexy women I have ever met.” Amber replied, “You don’t even know.” “Jackie got to taste your juices and I want to taste you too.” I didn’t know where my new-found courage was coming from, but it felt good to assert myself. I slid my right hand down inside the back of her bikini, across her smooth, round butt, and my fingers found the wetness at the bottom of her pussy. I had never felt anything as soft, hot and slippery as Amber’s pussy lips. As I briefly played with her soft lips, she pushed her tits up against my chest, and I stood firm, supporting her with my left arm around her waist. Amber put her face close to mine and kissed me hard. I pulled my hand out of her bikini, and brought my fingers to my mouth to taste her. She pulled her mouth back, giving space for my fingers. And as soon as I brought my hand to my lips, she leaned towards me, and joined in licking her own juices from my soaked fingers. I held my fingers between our mouths, and we shared the wonderful flavor of her pussy together. It felt like my dick might finally rip its way out of my shorts. Amber moved her head back over to my left shoulder. She whispered to me, “When Jackie told me I was coming up here with her to confront you, I never dreamed I would be attracted to you. If we continue to play like this, I will eventually want your dick inside of me, and that can’t happen until Jackie... well, another time. When I saw you naked, your muscular, toned body and nice cock, then tasted your pre-cum on Jackie’s hand, and your cum on my hand, I knew you would be trouble for me. The way you smell, the way you taste, and how you feel, is everything I like in a man, but I cannot have you.” I stuttered for a second, “I,… I,… I don’t understand. You can have me Amber. I want you too.” I held her body tight against mine, and we looked into each other’s eyes. Amber broke the stare first and closed her eyes. I gave her small, soft kisses on her face, until I tasted the salty flavor of a tear. At a loss for words, and all of the sexual energy redirected as emotional energy, I said, “Go be with Jackie and your friends down in the Cove. I won’t be sitting up here when you come to sunbathe, I’ll come down and see you.” Amber shook her head and tried to smile as she looked at me, “You don’t understand…,” she exhaled softly. The small smile quickly vanished from her face. We dropped our embrace, and she took both my hands in hers, looked into my eyes one last time, and said, “I have to go.” Amber picked up her beach bag, turned, and started down the trail to the rock ledge below. I watched her walk away, saddened, but still very aroused from the sight of her sexy, nubile body.

Amy: This summer, my mom's sister left her husband of eighteen years and their son, my cousin, Adam, came to stay with my mom and I for a little over a month. That's really where all this starts. My mom and I are very close and we talk about all kinds of things. She's great because she's willing to talk with me about boys and sex and all that. She says it's better than learning it wrong from other kids. She's probably right. So, we've talked about sex in more detail than many moms and daughters. We've talked about birth control, oral sex, STDs, masturbation, handjobs, you name it. And my mom doesn't gloss over the details. When I turned twelve, she gave me my first vibrator and lessons on my clit and G-spot. I've gotten a new vibrator on each birthday since. I now have the same kind that she has which is curved to reach the G-spot and has a clit stimulator. I can sometimes hear her and I know she can sometimes hear me when I have a better-than-average orgasm (Is there such a thing as an average orgasm?). I also have a vibrator insert on a wire to a battery pack. It's called an 'egg,' I think. She won't let me wear it to school even though she wears hers to her office sometimes. She also makes me turn it off when we're watching TV. Too noisy, she says. Hmm. We've watched internet porn together, especially ones that she wanted me to learn from, like how to give a guy a blowjob or a handjob. Lots of videos showing sexual positions, solo sex, the different shapes and sizes of penises. When she wanted to show me what a soft penis looked like so I could compare it with an erect one, she looked all over the internet, even Googled: 'soft penis' with little luck. Finally, she found a few 'softies' at a nudist site. We've laughed about that. According to the internet, you'd think that every penis on earth is rock-hard. Ha. She says she wishes they all were. So, anyway, I know a lot, more than most girls, but I haven't done it. I've been felt up but the right guy hasn't been there at the right time. My mom is big on having the right guy. Her first few were the wrong guys so she's making sure I don't repeat her mistakes. I agree with that. My parents have been divorced for six years now. When it happened, I went to stay with my aunt and uncle until things were basically over. So, I guess, my aunt is doing the same with her sister's son, shipping him off to the aunt for a month or so during the summer. Kristen: My sister had been having marital problems for some time so I'm not surprised that it's come to an end. We're taking in my nephew for a while, he's just seventeen and will be a senior in the fall. Adam is a nice kid, makes good grades, plays some tennis and is more like my sister than like his father. That's a good thing in my opinion. We do have a spare bedroom so Amy won't be too inconvenienced while he's here. She's fifteen and looks a lot like my sister and I, only a slightly smaller and younger version. My sister is the older and is very pretty, if a bit overweight. I'm two years younger at thirty-six and still get a lot of looks when I walk down the street. Amy tells me all her friends refer to me as a MILF and, yes, I know what it means. And, yes, I like to F. I've tried to raise Amy to understand the realities of love and sex and have made sure she understands the details, not just the basics. It's the details that really trip you up if you don't know them. And I want her to enjoy the beautiful body that she has. She's still a virgin and that's fine. I really want her to wait until she's able to have sex with a nice guy who is trustworthy and wants to give pleasure, not just take it. There aren't many of these around. So, she's happy to wait for now. Adam: It's really a bummer that the folks are splitting but I'm not surprised. Dad has been messing around for a long time and doesn't even try much to cover it up. I don't blame Mom for calling it quits. So, this guy (me) gets shipped off to Aunt Kristen's and my cousin Amy's place for a month or so. I don't mind, really, since being at home while my parents end it all is sometimes depressing and I really do like being around my aunt. If you were a guy, you would, too. She's younger than my mom and looks like a model. Nice figure and beautiful legs. Not big boobs, just right. She may be my aunt but I get a hard-on when I'm around her. Her daughter, Amy, is cute, she was twelve or thirteen the last time I saw her, a little version of my aunt. I know it will be kinda lonely when I'm there. My girlfriend broke up with me a few weeks ago and that doesn't help things. I guess I miss her body more than I miss her. We had great sex but, when I look back, I guess we didn't have much else. But, boy, the sex was good. That I really miss. And now I'm going where I don't have any school friends or potential girl friends but at least I have a pretty aunt to be around. Kristen: Adam has settled in and seems to be taking all this fairly well. He's really a nice kid, though, a bit more than a kid, nearly a man, a very nice looking man. I know, I shouldn't look at him that way but I haven't had a man in my life in a while and vibrators are great but they're not the same. Anyway, we were up late, Amy was in bed, and were talking about his ex-girlfriend. I asked him, "Do you love her?" "Oh, yeah, kind of, we'd gone together for almost a year." "But, you don't think it was the real thing? "No, probably not. We were used to each other, too. Maybe that's part of it." "Were you having sex with her?" He hesitated and replied, "Yeah, she was on the pill and we went to her house every afternoon. She's got a hot body and we did a lot. She really gives a great, uh, you know, oral, uh." "You mean blowjob." "Uh, yeah." "Adam, I hope you returned the favor." "You mean, do oral on her?" "Sure, every woman deserves it and loves it. Too many guys just want to get sucked-off and then never go down on her." "Oh, I did her all the time. It was great and, yeah, she did love it. Boy, did she." "That's good, Adam. Relationships are two-way. You're doing it right." "Yeah, but I'm alone now. And, it's kinda lonely, you know." "Yes, Adam, I know. Well, so am I. Look, why don't we watch something spicy to cheer us up? Get the gardening book out of the shelf, there's a DVD in there and pop it in. You're old enough and certainly experienced enough." So, we began watching a porn video, one that I've rather liked because it shows real people making love, not just having sex. "Scoot over, you can't watch this kind of thing by yourself." So, Adam moved next to me and I snuggled up against him right as the guy in the video begins licking his lover's pussy. "Oh, she likes that, Adam, see, every woman does." We watch for a while, and as we get to my favorite part, I'm rubbing his thigh (I know, I'm awful) and he's put his arm around me with his hand just grazing my left breast (by accident, I'm sure). Well, we're both lonely, aren't we. Adam: My aunt and I start watching a porn flick, a pretty nice one, actually, of real people, not fake-boob porn stars, and we're snuggled-up on the couch. I've got a hard-on like a telephone pole and I can feel her breast on the back of my hand. Oh, this is nice. "I bet you miss doing this with your girlfriend. I sure miss it. They're having all the fun." "Sure are, this is hot. I'm hard as a rock. Oh, sorry." "It's okay. I understand how guys get. Mmm, you are hard," she says as she slides her hand over my crotch. "Does this help?" as she rubs the big lump in my pants. "Oh, that helps. A lot." I decide, what the hell, and begin to feel her breast as we watch the video. She doesn't move my hand so I try to work it under her top. "Here, that's better," she says as she pulls her top up and shifts her bra to the side. Oh, her breast is nicer than I'd imagined. She whispers, "If you pull your pants down, I'll be glad to make you happy." I needed no further encouragement and she soon had a firm grip on my cock. "Adam, you're really grown up. I'd like to make better use of your beautiful cock. Can we go upstairs to my room? Quietly?" Omigod, my wildest dream is coming true. My beautiful aunt is taking me, cock in hand, to her bed. Once we were in her room, she said, "This is just between you and me. We're both lonely and need some comforting and I know no better way than to snuggle together skin-to-skin." With that, she took her clothes off and slid under the covers. I'm not crazy, so I was in there with her in seconds. "Let's just hold each other, Adam." Well, we did for a while but our hands slowly began to explore each other. We started kissing and she was running her hands up and down the front of me and I was fondling her nice, pink breasts. I bent down to suck her nipples and she raised up and lowered them right over me to suck and play with. She now had hold of my cock and was stroking me up and down. Was this a dream? I ran my hand under the covers and rubbed her stomach and abdomen. She took my hand, opened her legs and guided me to her wet lips. As I rubbed back and forth, she began to move with me, making the rubbing more intense. She then got up on her hands and knees and started sucking my dick. Wow. I reached under her and she spread her legs so I could get my whole hand rubbing back and forth; she was really wet. I slid a finger between her pussy lips and ran it around her wet love canal. Oh, it felt nice in there. She stops sucking me and says, "Well, Adam, I think we should make each other as happy as possible." She lays down, spreads her legs wide, and whispers, "Right in here, Adam. I really want you right in here." Chapter 2 Kristen: Well, I've got him poised to shove his really beautiful, pink cock into me and am I ready. I'm really turned-on being naked with a guy less than half my age whose cock tastes so nice and fresh. Ah, it's sliding in now and I must say, it feels wonderful. I wish I'd been my nephew's first but this'll have to do. Mmm. He's rubbing my breasts as we fuck and I'm flexing my pelvic muscles giving him a real tug when he pulls back. Oh that feels delicious. We're enjoying our lovemaking when Adam says, "Oh, god, I'm about to cum. Oh, Unghh, UNGHH, UNGHH, ugh, ugh, oh, uh." I could feel his warm juice spurt into me, oh, I love guys to cum deep inside me. "Just leave it deep inside, Adam. Keep it in. Mmm, that's so nice." I could feel his cock shrink a bit, though it stayed fairly firm, another plus for younger guys. "I want to give you oral sex, I want you to cum with my tongue in you, okay?" What a nice nephew. So, Adam lowered himself down and got his head between my knees. Have I said that cunnilingus is my favorite pastime? Oh, I love a man's tongue in my pussy. He began just the way I like; kissing and licking around my inner thighs well before he gets to the main target. He's also tracing a finger along the thigh opposite of the one he's licking. Nice. As he works closer, Adam runs his tongue all the way around the area between my thighs and labia, oh, this is so nice, just teasing me with his tongue. "Mmm, that's nice Adam." Then, for a few seconds, I don't feel him at all. Nothing. Now, the barest touch of his tongue directly in the center of my pussy lips. Oh, that's electric, just the barest touch. Oh, Adam, is, at seventeen, better than most. He begins to stroke his tongue up and down my very wet slit (I am laying in a fairly large wet spot on my sheets, a nice mix of Adam's cum and my love juices) sending tingly jolts up my body. Adam: This is the happiest moment in my entire life. I've just made love to my beautiful aunt who I've lusted over ever since I could get a hard-on (practically forever) and now I'm kissing her very pretty pussy. Oh, heaven. And I'm getting a hard-on again. I put my lips to her pussy and dart my tongue in and out as I begin sucking gently on her labia. God, she is juicy with our lovemaking and I'm probing her in and out faster and faster. "Mmm, oh, do that, Adam, do that." I can't believe that I'm turning this older woman on. I'm sure she's had many lovers and here I am, just beginning, and she's liking what I'm doing. Her hips begin to move around as she lets out little moans every once in a while. I widen my mouth out to take in more of her pussy. By now, my face is drenched as I continue to suck, lick and tongue her pussy. I move my lips to her clit and slip a finger in her as she continues to press towards me. "Adam, blow a little on my clit. Little puffs of air." Never heard of that before so I do just that. Each little puff, she jumps and lets out a moan. So, I suck some and blow some and I know she's loving this. Suddenly, I feel her tense. "Oh, god, oh, god, suck, oh, I'm, OOH, OOH, UNGHHH, UNGHHH, GNGHH, OH, Oh, oooooh, oh, so good, sooo good." WOW, I made an older woman cum. She's got her hands down gripping my head pressing my face into her wonderful pussy. "Oh, Adam, that was wonderful. You are a wonderful lover." I crawled up and we fell into each other's arms and lay there some time just feeling happy and contented. "You were great, Adam. I'm glad we did this." "Oh, Aunt Kristen, I'm so happy, god, I've never dreamed we would be doing this but it's wonderful." "Maybe when we're like this, you can just call me Kristen." "Oh, sure, I'm sorry. Kristen." I lay there tracing my hand over her body, "You have a beautiful body, Kristen, and I love every bit of it." I ran my finger down the lips of her pussy and she opened her legs for me to slide my finger inside. She's rubbing my stomach and down to my cock when she says, "God, Adam, you're hard again." "Yeah, what guy wouldn't be? Are you too tired to make love again?" "Mmm, that would be nice. How about me on top this time?" "It was my former girlfriend's favorite position. Mine, too, actually." "Why did you like it, Adam?" "Oh, she could really get me deep inside her and she liked to kind of twist herself around on me. It really felt good." With that, my aunt (oops, Kristen) gets up on her knees, says something about getting me good and hard, bends over and starts sucking me. God, for a few minutes, I'd forgotten how wonderfully she uses her mouth and tongue to give head. She's a master and I'm all hers, forever, I hope. I don't ever want to go home. Kristen: Adam has such a nice, young cock; I just love sucking him. And he really appreciates everything I do to his body. He does very nicely with mine, too, especially for a guy his age. But I want him to cum inside me, so I stop sucking him (he's 'teenage' hard by now) and I get up and straddle over him, reach behind and guide myself down on his nice, young, hard cock. Yum. It's been several months since I had sex and Adam's cock really feels good going in. Yes, it was nice having a man in the house. "Oh, Aun...uh, Kristen, you feel so good. Oh, you're gonna make me cum pretty soon." I was rocking up and down and his cock was gliding in and out and I was clenching my pelvic muscles each time I hit bottom and began to pull up. Like I was pumping the cum up from his dick into my pussy. He's keeping his hands busy fondling my breasts which is just perfect. I have one hand down rubbing my happy clit sending sparks across my body. Oh, fucking is so much fun. Why do we ever do anything else. I'm just rocking along, when Adam says, "Oh, I'm...Oh, I'm...gonna...I'm...cumming, Ungh, UUUNNGH, UUUNNGH, ahhh, ahh, ohmigod that was so good. You make me cum so good." As we lay there together, I asked Adam, "Did I help you forget you're old girlfriend?" "Oh, Kristen, I don't even remember her name." "Stay here, Adam, let's hug a while, then you've got to get to bed. I don't want us to be too obvious about this for Amy's sake." "Oh, I understand." So, we snuggled a while, then I sent Adam off to his room. Alas, his sweet, warm cock was far away in another room. I only had the memory of it (and a rather large wet spot on the sheets) to keep me company. Amy: Having Adam around has changed things some. Mom and I have to dress a bit more around the house. We're usually pretty relaxed but with a guy around, we wear robes and stuff more. He's pretty cool and, I must say, he's pretty cute. He's only two years older than I am but that's a fair amount at our ages. Mom seems to be happy having Adam here. Maybe she's just missed having a male around, I dunno. He does seem to pay more attention to her than to me even though I'm a lot nearer his age. Maybe he's got a crush on Mom. I wouldn't blame him, she's hot stuff. But, he's nice to talk with during the day when Mom is at work. Adam is cute, as I said, and he kindof interests me, you know, like a boy. I know we're cousins, first cousins, at that. So, we're not supposed to be attracted to each other and all. But having him around in shorts and no shirt is rather sexy in its way. Kristen: Oh, having Adam in my bed each night is wonderful, if somewhat wearing. It's a combination of being in my mid-thirties (Yes, one isn't young forever. Damn.) with the hungry desires and the volcanic libido of a seventeen-year old with a rock-hard penis. It makes for a very happy yet tiring life. We've settled into a kind of routine, a very nice routine. Once Amy is off to bed, around ten or so, I go to my room and undress and get into bed. Soon (Yes, I am counting the minutes, wouldn't you?), the door opens and Adam slips in and takes his shirt off. I sit on the edge of the bed, unbuckle his belt and slide his shorts and briefs down and take his cock in my mouth and get him good and hard. Not that it takes much; Adam is hard all the time. He says that it's me. Isn't that nice? We often do a little sixty-nine (Isn't that a favorite of so many of us? Admit it, you love it, don't you.) to get our juices flowing. I really don't need any help with juices, my pussy is so wet all day long, just thinking about Adam's pretty cock, that I'm going through four or five panty liners every day. Adam is really a wonderful lover, a woman couldn't ask for better. Which has me thinking. Maybe you're thinking the same thing. Well, Adam is here for four more weeks. Amy is of the age that I'd approve of her having sex if I thought the guy was right. Adam is the right kind of guy. Now, do you know what I'm thinking? Of course, you do. Now, the only thing is, how do I arrange this. I put Amy on the pill about six months ago, so that's not a problem. Maybe I could set things so Amy can have Adam during the day and I get him at night. I really don't want to give up the wonderful sex Adam and I are having and I hope he doesn't want to give it up either. Maybe I need a nice talk with Adam. How could a healthy, hard-cocked young man not want sex with two pretty and horny women, all the sex he can possibly want. Sounds likes every young guy's dream, right? But, do I let Amy in on it all? Then I'd have to tell her that she's sharing Adam's cock with her mom. Hmm. Chapter 3 Adam: God, it was terrible trying to keep my hands off my aunt until Amy went off to bed. I had a raging hard-on by then and was really ready for our lovemaking. We had tried several positions that were new to me; it's wonderful being with a more experienced woman. Oh, yeah. So, after we had made love (some nights we did it twice, some just once, but then I got a blowjob as an extra.), Kristen said, "Adam, I just love what we're doing and I want to ask you a favor. I really want your understanding on what I'm about to ask you." Oh, shit, I thought, she's going to tell me that we fuck no more. It's off. "I love my daughter very much, as you know. She's now at the age when she can physically and mentally handle sex, I've made sure of that. We've talked a lot and I've shown her as much on the internet as possible. But, someday she's got to have the real thing. "But, see, I didn't always choose my first few lovers very well and I want better for her. I want her first lover to be kind and gentle and caring. Someone who wants her pleasure before his own. Do you understand that?" "Sure, I'd want the same if she was my daughter. Amy's really nice and a lot of guys are dumbasses, so I do understand." "Well, Adam, what I would like is for you to be Amy's first lover." I guess my mouth was open and it felt like hours before I said, "Gee, I don't know what to say. (Brilliant, huh?) Amy's a beautiful girl, just like you, and any guy would love to be with her. But, what about her? What would she think?" "Well, if you're willing, I'd tell Amy that I would quietly approve of it if you two had sex while I was at work. I'd just tell her that if she wanted to, she could make a play for you, every girl knows how, Adam, and see if you're interested. I'd tell her that you two would have all day together but would have to just cool it at night. And, after all, Adam, I don't want to give you up. I still want you in my bed and in me." With that, she kissed me. So, I said, "No." Oh, no I didn't, I'm kidding. Are you crazy? "I know how precious Amy is to you and I'd treat her like I've treated you. I love you both and wouldn't ever want to hurt either one of you." "You can't tell Amy that you know about this and you can never tell anyone else, even your mom about what we've been doing or will do, okay?" "Oh, I never would, ever. What would I do about birth control?" "Oh, Amy's on the pill, not to worry." "Well, how could I ever turn down being with both of you? I love what we've been doing and Amy reminds me of you, so that's easy." "Aw, Adam, you know just the right things to say. I'll put the bug in Amy's ear in the morning." Amy: Mom woke me up this morning so she could tell me something she's decided. "Sure, what?" "Well, I know you're ready for sex if the right guy came along, right?" "Yeah." "So, I want you to know that I think Adam is a 'right guy'." "But we're cousins, first cousins." "Is he cute? Do you like him in a girl-boy way?" "Yeah, but..." "I'm not suggesting that you two start a family, that's where the problem comes from cousins. I'm just saying that if you thought you would like to have a physical relationship with Adam, it's okay with me. What you two do during the day is between the two of you, just try to keep it cool when I'm home, understand?" "Yeah, I understand. And, yes, I think he's really cute and, yeah, I'm thinking I might like this idea. Just how would I do this?" "Well, in my experience, guy's are pretty easy to interest, I'm sure you can do that with your looks, sweetie." "Well, this may make my day rather interesting, huh. Wish me luck." "Oh, you don't need any luck, honey, you've got everything you need. Have fun, I'm off to work." Well, now. I'm wide awake now. Mom just told me I can seduce our live-in cousin if I'd like to. How many moms tell you to have sex? Well, just think of how good it is to have a mom like mine instead of the opposite, one that keeps you locked in a closet until you're thirty years old. I guess I'll just go around in my nightie and see if that gets any reaction. I'll just happen to forget to put on a robe today, give him a little view of his 'cuz.' So, I go shower and shave (Yes, down there, too. Who knows what'll happen today.) It was about ten o'clock when Adam came down. "Hi, Amy? What's up today?" "Nothing much, just lounging around. Summer, you know." I stand up to put my bowl in the sink and can see that I've got his attention. "Can I get you some breakfast, Adam?" "Oh, cereal'd be nice." So, I poured out the cereal and milk and took it over to him and sat down while he ate. He was talking and looking down the top of my nighty while I bent down to adjust my slipper. I'm pretty sure he got a good look at my nipples and all. Adam: This morning, Amy is dressed in just a nightie, not the usual robe, and it is a very pretty nightie that is not just somewhat transparent but also cut so the neckline droops forward (She doesn't droop at all.) exposing her very lovely breasts. Kristen must have set things up, I'm thinking. "Pretty nightie, Amy." "Oh, well, we're all just family, right?" "True, but, you know, I think you are one of the prettiest girls I know. And that nightie does you justice." "Aren't you nice. Thanks. I'm glad you like it. After all, we're 'kissin' cousins, I guess." "Well, why aren't we 'kissin', then?" and I stand up, put my arms around her and give her a nice, long kiss. Her lips were soft and pliant, Amy knows how to kiss. "It's nice being 'kissin' cousins," I said as I kissed her again, this time with my tongue gently probing her warm, eager mouth. I slid my hands up under her nighty and caressed her back as we kissed. She was certainly responding to my kiss in more than a 'brotherly' fashion as she moved her tongue in and out of my mouth. This was nice and I was getting quite an erection. It looks like this is going to be an interesting day. "Mmm, I like kissing you, Amy. You're so pretty this morning and, I must say, I love you in your nightie." We go back to kissing and we're moving toward the family room where we sit down on the sofa. It must be pretty obvious to each of us just where this is leading. Now, we were no longer just kissing but, to use the old fashioned term, necking. Amy's hands are in my hair pulling my head toward her as I lower my hand to her breast and began to pet it. Her nipple was hard, she was obviously excited as I moved my hand under her nightie directly to her breast. She let out a soft moan as we were kissing and moved a hand down to my thigh. She broke off our kisses and said, "Here, this'll be nicer," and pulled her nightie off. I leaned back to get a better look. "Oh, Amy, you are really beautiful. Your breasts are perfect." And they were. They were medium-sized, probably B- or C-cup, pointing straight out with upturned reddish-brown nipples. I knew her mom's breasts were very similar but, of course, couldn't say anything about that. I mean, how would I know that? "They are nice, aren't they? I'm glad you like them. They like you," and she raised up and led one directly to my mouth. I just love sucking nipples and Amy's are perfect for sucking, small and very hard under my tongue. She seemed to like it as she moved her hand down to the rather large bulge in my shorts. "Mmm, what's this?" she asked. "Oh, that's a present for you, let's go unwrap it, okay?" Amy: Showing a guy your breasts just does wonders at getting his attention. Adam and I were doing some serious kissing and fondling. His hand under my nightie made my whole body tingle. I decided to take my top off which, I knew would move us directly to the bedroom and on to a wonder-filled day. I got my nipple in his mouth and was rubbing his shorts when he got up, took my hand and led me into his bedroom. I was just in my nighty panties at this point and he took his tee and shorts off, then pulled down his briefs. Oh, nice, out flops a good sized penis which, like a compass, is pointed directly at my midsection, a sign of things to come. He puts his arms around me, rubbing his hands all around my back, it feels wonderful to have so much of our skin together. His dick is a very obvious reminder of where things are going and I reach down and slip my fingers around his erection. Oooh, nice and hard, and warm. My thumb was rubbing the head of his dick which was wet with excitement. "You have a very pretty penis, Adam," as I gave it a squeeze. "It likes you, too." I lay down on his bed and he reached over and tugged down my panties. "Oh, pretty," and he leaned over and kissed my mons. I knew what I wanted next so I spread my legs wide open and he got down between my legs and began kissing and licking all around my pussy. I wiggled around loving the feeling he was giving me when I felt his tongue press in and out. Oh, Mom was right, a guy down between your legs is paradise. I was really psyched for him doing this for my first time but this was beyond anything I'd ever expected. It felt like my entire pussy was melting into the most exquisite pool of ecstasy. I had my hands on his head keeping his face pressed on my wet, hungry love nest. I have masturbated for a long time with all kinds of vibrators and, while they feel pretty wonderful, this just blew it all away. His finger started rubbing up on the top part of my labia which sent shivers though my body. His mouth was sucking on my pussy lips as he continued to dart his tongue in and out of me. God, this is good. Then, suddenly, like lightning, a stunning orgasm swept outward shocking me in spasms of deep pleasure as my muscles tighten all over. This was the best orgasm of my life, by far. Oh, did I love this. Adam had moved up and was hugging me as I said, "Oh, Adam, that was wonderful. You are perfect. God, you made me feel so good." "It was only the first, Amy, and we have all day." "I want you to make love to me, Adam. I want you so much." With that, he asked if I was on the pill and I told him I was but this was my first time. "Amy, I'll always remember this and I hope it's good for you. I'll try to be a good lover to you." He raises himself over me and grips his cock and leads it to my waiting love box. Just his rubbing his cock on my lips was wonderful enough. "Mmm, Adam." He moved forward pressing the head inside me and just moved it back and forth maybe an inch or so, not much. "Oh, more, Adam, put it in more." He pushed further and, after a few minutes, filled me with his cock. I have a pretty big dildo I use sometimes but Adam has the real thing and he fills me up wonderfully. Chapter 4 Adam: If anything, Amy's pussy is nicer than Kristen's. Now, don't get me wrong. Both are wonderful. But I think this is the first time Amy has had a guy go down on her. She had hold of me pulling me into her pussy like she never wanted it to stop. And, what an orgasm. I've seen quite a few but she went off like a rocket. And now, fucking her. Oh, so sweet. She has a perfect body and she's not just a passive spectator like one girl I've been with who just lay there as you sawed in and out of her. No, Amy is thrusting and twisting and pulling making my cock a very happy fellow. It's her first time but her mom has done some home-schooling that earns top grades. And think of all the days to come. "Oh, Adam, I love it when go in real far and just leave it there moving it just a little like you're teasing me. Oh, that's so nice. Oh." She's now got her legs up on me with her heels on my shoulders so I can go very deep inside her. She's moving her hips around in a circle as I move in and out. Oh, what a way to spend the day. "Oh, god, Amy, this is so good. I can't believe it's your first time. I hope it's good for you." "Adam, I want you in me forever. This is so good. You make me feel so good. I'm getting close to another orgasm, just keep it far inside. It feels so...oh, oh, OH, UNGHH, Uhhh, uhhhh, oh, it's sooo...oh." I start taking nice, slow, long strokes that make my cock tingle. Slow feels so good right now, nice and slow. "Oh, my...Oh, my...Amy I'm...OH, UNGHH, OOOH, oooh, Oh, Amy." I flooded Amy's beautiful pussy full of my cum and just plunged as deep as I could as she pushed her hips hard onto my cock. I was buried as far into her as I could go. Oh, was it wonderful. Amy: This may be the first time I have a penis in me but my mom prepared me for it. She also prepared me to be a good lover. She's done Kegel exercises for years to strengthen her pubic muscles so her pussy can grip a guy's cock nice and tight. She had me doing them when I was twelve and we both have dildos that have suction cups on the bottom. Mine usually stays attached to my bathroom floor and almost every day I squat down on it, then fuck it up and down, clenching my muscles with each up-pull. For variety (and fun) I sometimes stick it on the tile wall and back on to it for some 'doggie-style' exercises with it or use it in the living room with it stuck on the corner of the coffee table with me facing away over it going up and down. I never get tired of doing these exercises because I love fucking the dildo and manage to have at least one orgasm each time I use it. I do leave a mess on the floor that is fun to clean up as I remember how it got there. Adam was pushing himself deep into me and each time he pulls back, I clench my well-toned pussy tightly around him, it feels so good, and then, he bolts and I felt his warm gush fill my love box. I pushed as hard as I could to keep him as deep as possible. God, I was full and it felt so good. I couldn't have a better first lover. Thanks, Mom. And Adam. As we collapsed in a post-lovemaking heap, I told Adam, "We have all afternoon together. I want to do this again...and more." "Like what?" "Well, I'll never get enough of you kissing me down there, for one." Adam needed no further encouragement as he moved down to begin licking and tonguing my very happy pussy. I lay there with my legs open to his oral caresses bathing in the warmth of ecstasy washing over me. I will never get enough of this, ever. I can feel trickles of our love juices dribbling down my cleft on to his sheets. "Adam, as much as I love what you're doing, let's go take a shower. I'm all drippy and it'll be fun to shower together." "Great idea, Amy. I get the soap first." We run naked to the shower, I've got cum running down my legs, and Adam turns on the water. While it warms, we're holding and kissing each other and moving against each other. He pulls me in and begins to soap my breasts. Oh, I never knew a shower could be this much fun. His hands felt so smooth and sensuous. "Now, down here," he said and I spread my feet so he could wash my tingly pussy. Oh, he gave it special treatment, making sure I was very, very clean. Now he takes the sprayer head down and turns it on to 'pulse' and rinses me off directing it at my clit. Oh, I arched my back and put one foot up on the wall so he could get it just right and we wasted a fair amount of water but I was a happy and very clean girl. "Oh, Adam, you really know how to get a girl clean...and happy," and I gave him a long hug and kiss as the water poured over us. I took the soap and began on his shoulders and chest. "Yes, I'll get down there soon, be patient," I said and finally gave his still-hard cock a good soaping. "Get it really clean, Amy, take all day." In a minute, I gave him the soap and turned my back to him and said, "Backside, now" and he soaped me very thoroughly paying particular my bottom and that area just under. Yes, particular attention. Then it was his turn and then we were out and drying off. "You are so beautiful, Amy, I'm in heaven being with you." "I couldn't have a better lover for my first, Adam, I can't wait until after lunch, we have all afternoon together." Back in Adam's room, he starts to pull on a pair of briefs and I said, "Oh, no, Adam, don't cover up that pretty cock of yours, let's go naked the rest of the day. I like looking at you." "Oh, Amy, you have such great ideas." So, we had lunch naked, sat close and played with each other until we went back upstairs to Adam's room. "That's quite a wet spot on your sheets, Adam. Looks like someone's been having fun." "Let's make it bigger, shall we?" What a love he is, huh? We stood together entwined in each other pressing and rubbing our naked bodies together as we kissed on and on. "Mmm," Adam said, "I want to go on kissing you but I want your other lips," and he leads me to his bed where I sit and open my legs to him. He kneels down and I lay back and bring my feet up beside my hips to open all the way for his tongue to burrow into my love cave. "Oh Adam, every touch is so good. Let's get on the bed so we can do it to each other, okay?" Adam: When I was on my knees licking Amy, she suggested that we do some 'sixty-nine' which I love because it gives so much pleasure all at once. Both ends of each other's bodies are being loved and kissed, probed and sucked, how could anyone not love it. So, we lay opposite each other and Amy lifts her leg so I can lay my head on her lower thigh. She's already sucking me and rubbing her hands all around my abdomen as I trace my tongue along her moist and waiting lips. She gave a shiver as my tongue entered her and started sucking me a little harder. Oh this was nice, real nice. That was a wonderful start to our afternoon. Amy had her orgasm first, I think she's really turned-on by oral sex, she really cums hard when I do it to her. Then she sucked me to a mind-blowing (no pun, etc., etc.) orgasm and swallowed every bit. I stayed down on her and continued licking and tonguing her for at least another half hour or so. I just love to do it and her pussy is so perfect and delectable. We make love one more time that afternoon (can a seventeen-year old get Viagra?) and lay in each other's arms until well after four o'clock. My sheets are soaked but I'll love remembering all our lovemaking that got them that way. So, we reluctantly get dressed and straighten things up. Kristen (Oops, sorry, Aunt Kristen) gets home about five-thirty and goes up to change. Kristen: I've had little else on my mind all day but my daughter. I just hope things have gone well for her and Adam. He's a great young man, so I'm not really worried and I sure do know how he is in bed. Oh, do I. So, I've been sitting in my office in damp panties all day wondering what they were doing. When I come home, they each say 'hi' and I go upstairs to change. As I go in my bedroom, Amy's right behind me and closes the door. "Oh, god, Mom, we did it all day. Oh, Adam is perfect. So gentle and such a good lover. God, he gave me oral sex and it blew me away. Just like you said, even better, much better. Oh, god it gave me two of the biggest orgasms I've ever had." "Two orgasms?" "Yeah, twice. Oh, we made love too. So, four in all." "You two had a good time, then." "Oh, Mom, we were naked all day, up until near when you came home. I sucked him and he said I was really good. He's got the most wonderful penis. He's hard all the time and it's long and pink and pretty. Oh, I love it. And our sex was fantastic. God, does he fill you up. I never knew how much a guy could fill you up. Oh, it feels so good inside." "Um, yes, I know. How did you get him interested?" "I just wore a little nightie and no robe. He got the idea. I gave him an eyeful. Then, I got a pussy-full. Sorry, you know what I mean." "Yes, Amy, I know exactly what you mean." "Oh, and Adam's cum tastes good. I swallowed, it wasn't hard at all. Well, I mean, he was hard but the taste was okay. I really like giving oral sex. Oh, and getting it is even better. We did it together, too. God, does he have a tongue." "God, does he," I'm thinking as I feel my panty liner soak through. I'm just hoping there's a little sex drive left in Adam for me, later. "Well, honey, looks like you got a great start on your intimate life. I'm glad and, yes, Adam is a very considerate and caring young man. He's perfect for a first lover." "Oh, I'll say. I can't wait until tomorrow. Naked breakfast. Oh, this is so great." "Well, I've got to change and fix dinner. Try to calm down, tomorrow will be here soon." "Oh, I can't wait. Thanks, Mom." "Well, I went out at lunch and bought you a little present. Really for you and for Adam. And it's really little. Here," I said as I handed Amy a small bag from Victoria's Secret. Amy pulled out the embroidered eyelet babydoll nightie and panty set. "Wow, see-through. Oh, Mom, he'll go nuts." "Well, I hope so and I have a small suggestion, girl-to-girl. Don't wear the panties." "Oh, Mom, you're the greatest. I'll wear it to bed tonight so I can model it for you in the morning. Thanks, and I'm sure Adam would thank you, too." Well, they must have fucked all day. God, to be young again. As I changed, I dreamed about Adam's pretty, pink cock. Mmm, later. After dinner, we all watched some television and about ten-fifteen, Amy said she was off to bed. She went out into the kitchen and Adam followed her. I think they probably kissed goodnight, I know I would, and Adam came back into the family room. "Nice time, today, Adam?" "Oh, Kristen, you must have talked with Amy. Did she tell you yet about today?" "Yes and I wanted to hear from your perspective." "Amy is wonderful. We had a beautiful day together, really beautiful. She's so sweet and, I must say, a carbon-copy of her wonderful mom. Any guy would love to be with her, or with you." "Well, thank you, Adam, for being so caring with Amy. I can tell you that she's certainly excited about having all day tomorrow with you. Better take some vitamins. We can talk more later and you can practice for tomorrow." Chapter 5 Adam: Can a dick wear out? I hope not. I've had non-stop sex all day and, now, I'm on call for a good fucking later tonight. And, good fucking it will be, too. My Aunt Kristen would be the dream of any guy and I'm slipping into her room shortly and she'll be naked waiting for me. Jealous, aren't you? I looked at Amy's door and it seemed like her lights were out so I went to the end of the hall, rapped lightly, and entered, pulling off my shirt as I went. Beautifully naked, Kristen sat up and scooted to the edge of the bed and proceeded to take my pants off. "Hmm, no Jockey's tonight, Adam." "I've just quit wearing them. They're not on much anyway." Even before I finished saying this, she was sucking on me, yes, I was hard. I knew what was coming. Kristen's mouth was meant for a man's tongue and a man's cock. I know it may seem a bit sexist but I'm sorry, you haven't had her suck you off. You are spent, drained, sucked dry and supremely happy. She is magical. After a few minutes, we are both on her bed, "Adam, after all you've done today, you're still hard as a rock. Oh, am I glad your mom sent you here. Let's get that nice hard cock of yours in a happy place, right here," and she swung up and over me plunging her pussy down burying me in her love nest. Oh, she pushed down and took me all the way in, then twisted back and forth and up and down. It felt like she was sucking me with her pussy. I've been with a naked fifteen-year old girl all day but Kristen's experience and technique makes sex a whole new thing. As she's on top riding me to heaven, I'm feeling her very pretty breasts, so much like Amy's, and she pulls way up almost pulling me out of her, then plunges back down, slowly up, then quickly down, slowly up, down fast. Oh, god, is this good. Then, she presses down hard and moves her hips a little up and down over and over, keeping me deep within her. And, looking up at her, with a little film of perspiration on her upper lip, she looks magnificent fucking me. Her breasts bounce slightly as she levitates over me. "Oh, Adam, oh," she's swiveling her pussy around while I'm feeling something like bottom on the end of my cock. I'm really in deep and the feeling is unbelievable. "Oh, push hard, Adam, I'm…UUH, UUH, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Cum in me, Adam, cum in me." I'm still buried deep in her and I suddenly feel that tingling of an orgasm coming on. "OOH, I'm cumming, I'm…UUH, UUH, UNGH, ungh." "Cum in me, Adam, fill me up. Gimme your cum. Oh." Wow, I've had a lot of sex today, but that was the best. I don't think I've ever cummed that hard in my life. Geez, and I get her hot, sexy daughter all day tomorrow. "Oh, Adam, that was so good. You liked it too, huh?" "Oh, Kristen, you are magnificent. It's just never been that good ever before." As we hold each other and kiss, my hands rove all over her. God, I might even get hard again. Kristen: My nephew is a handy guy to have around. We've just had a four-star fuck and now he's down where I love men, licking my wet, happy, and contented pussy. I don't think I'll have an orgasm from this but I could be wrong. The one I had a while ago was really strong, earthquake-size. I don't get many of those, Adam is quite the lover. God bless him, his cock gets hard again, so I ask him if he'd like a blowjob before bedtime. "Oh, Kristen, you give the best. I'd love it." "Well, let me do something a bit special," and I leaned over and got a roll of menthol mints out of my bedside table and popped one in my mouth. "First, I suck this, then you. Mmm, here," and I bent over him and began sucking him, stopping every once in a while to gently blow on his cock. "Oh, my god, that's wild. It's hot, then cold, tingly, wow. I've never heard of doing this. Does that feel great. I'm getting me some of those for sure." This young man knows what he likes and I'm glad to oblige. So, I do some of the things I've learned over the years, sucking on the tip while twirling my tongue around the head, twisting my head, licking him under the head while my thumbs move up and down, oh, things like that. And I got a mouth full of cum just as I expected. "I can tell you, Adam, that when you do the same thing with a mint in your mouth for a woman, it's just as nice. Wanna try one on me?" So, Adam sucked a mint, then got down and began licking me. "Lick around my clit, then blow on it. Oh, yeah, just like that. It just feels so hot, then cool. Sometimes, try ice in your mouth. Warn her first, though. Nobody likes surprises down there." The next morning, as I'm having breakfast, Amy comes in wearing the new nightie. "Oh, my, Amy, you are beautiful. There's no 'secret' to this Victoria's Secret. Rather stunning. Maybe I'll buy one for myself." "Thanks Mom. Think Adam'll like it?" "Only if he's alive, sweetie. Well, I'm off. You two have fun. Oh, I know you will." And I drive away with my panties already getting damp. Do they sell panty liners in big case lots? Adam: No, I didn't sleep late. As soon as I hear Aunt Kristen leave for work, I pull on a pair of briefs and go downstairs. Here's my cousin in the most erotic nightie imaginable. It was kind of an open knitted lace that really didn't hide anything. And no panties. Omigod, my day's starting off right. "Good morning, beautiful. What a nightie." "Oh, you like? I'm glad you noticed." "Ha, ha, even a tree would notice." "So, what do you have planned for today?" "Well, taking your nice nightie off is high on my list. After that, we'll see what comes up." "I think, from the look of your underpants, it's already come up." "You can take off my nightie if I can take off your briefs. Deal?" "Oh, deal, for sure." I lift the nightie off and Amy stands before me beautifully naked, her breasts just waiting for my lips. She bends down and tugs my briefs off and slides a hand under my very erect cock and says, "Hmm, all rested up from yesterday?" God, little did she know that this hard pecker had two more cums last night. "Oh, he's eager with what he sees right in front of him." I sit down and put my mouth on Amy's breast and begin sucking as she reaches down for my cock. Oh, am I hard. I run a finger along her slit and she widens her stance so I can reach her love nest. God, she's already wet and I'm breathing hard. "God, Amy, let's go upstairs. I can't wait." So we ran up two stairs at a time and Amy beat me into my room and flopped on the bed. I jumped on and Amy spread her legs apart and said, "I've missed you, Adam, especially down here," and pointed to her pussy. I put my pillow under her hips and began a slow leisurely tour of the playground between her legs, licking and kissing my way around. I'm in no hurry, we have all day, and, so far, I've just teased around her slit, not on it. "Oh, yeah, that feels so good. Uh, really good. Mmm." After about fifteen minutes, I pull slightly away from her, then touch the very middle of her pussy lips with just the bare tip of my tongue. She jerks when I do, "Oh, put it in, oh, in now." So, being a considerate lover, I probe her love nest with my tongue and she starts to move her hips around accentuating my tonguing. "Oh, god, I'm gonna…UUH, UUH, unhhh, unhhh," and she wraps her legs around my head drawing me into her wet and craving pussy. In a minute, I crawl up so we can hold each other and she kisses me fiercely. "Your poor face is all wet from me, Adam. Here," and she wipes my face with the sheet. "That was so good, Adam. I want to make you cum now," and she gets over me and starts sucking me. I know it's terrible to compare but her mom is the best I've ever had. Amy is good, really good, she just needs the years of practice that Kristen has. But, she's better right now than any other girl I've had give me a blowjob. So, she's good, very good. As she's sucking me, I reach over and slide a finger into her pussy. "Easy, I'm a little sore. That's okay, just not hard." It doesn't take me long to cum as I am pretty wired with all the mouth-to-pussy action before. Yes, I get turned-on bigtime when I'm giving oral. I love my face in a pussy. Amy: Our first lovemaking this morning is Adam giving me oral sex. Just what I dreamed of all night. I know I've said it, but I'll never get enough of a guy's tongue in me. It's the sexiest thing there is. Well, Mom's present seems to be a hit even though I didn't get to wear it long. To be expected, I guess. It's more fun without clothes, not that the nightie was much. It was nothing, nothing at all. Adam is such a great lover. He makes sure I am happy and goets me off with his magical tongue. What an orgasm. He's wonderful. So, I want to make him happy by sucking him off. He's restocked on cum because he fills my mouth full. Guy's must make a ton of the stuff. While I am sucking him, he is fingering me and it did feel good but I'm now a little sore down there and want to reserve myself for us making love. That's what I want next. "I want to be on top this time, okay?" "I'd love you anywhere, Amy, anywhere." So, I swing over him and guide his cock to just where I want it, deep inside me. Oh, I love being on top, I get to control the speed and depth and I just love the feeling of my pussy sucking the cum up out of Adam's nice, hard cock. All my exercises with the stick-on dildo are really paying off with my being over Adam as I squat over him and scissor up and down. God, that feels good. Rocking him in and out as he fondles my breasts feels so good. I've missed having him in me for so long and, yes, I know it's only hours but this is all new and wonderful, I can't get enough. Adam puts a hand down touching me along my labia and up to my tingly clit. It's really nice when he runs his finger along my labia underneath me as I'm rocking his dick in and out of me. Boy, does he have me excited down there. "Mmm. god, that's good. Oh, yeah, so good." "So, I'm doing it good, Adam?" "Oh, when you pull up it's so good. It's the...oh, oh, I'm..ungh, UNgh, UNGHH, UNGHHH, oh, unh, unh, oh, wow." I can feel the warm gush of Adam's cum flooding into me and it's just wonderful. I love it. Every push down squirts out some of our love juices and we're really making a mess. But a fun mess as I keep up my pace. It doesn't take me long to have a very hard orgasm where I feel like I exploded and then melting into a river of sensuous bliss. I droop forward onto Adam and we hold each other and kiss for some time, I don't know how long. We may have even dozed off. We slowly wake up or at least become aware of each other and begin to caress each other's body. Adam, as usual, is getting hard as I play with his 'girl-pleaser' and Adam is gently running his finger up and down my damp lips as we kiss and enjoy our skin against each other. "This is heaven, Amy, god, I never knew I could be so happy. I love you and, if you don't mind me being rather direct, I love fucking you." "Oh, Adam, I love you, too, and I love fucking you. That makes us even." It's after noon and we're hungry (for food) so we go downstairs (naked) and fix a quick lunch. I put a dollop of mayonnaise on my nipple and ask Adam if he'd clean it off for me. I'm sure he got every last molecule. Sated with food but still hungry for each other we race each other up the stairs and fall on the bed together. "What will we do now? Adam asks. "Well, we haven't showered yet today. We can take a nice long shower together. It was fun yesterday." So, off we go to lather each other's bodies. Oh, that is so much fun. Adam's got the cleanest dick on earth, I'm sure. We dry each other off and head back to bed. "Okay, what now?" Adam asks. "We could give each other oral sex. You know, sixty-nine. I love you down there licking me." So, I have Adam lay down and I get over him (I was really getting to like being the top one during our lovemaking) and I take his cock in my mouth and begin sucking him slowly up and down. I am also lowering my hips down until I can feel his tongue licking me back and forth. Oh, yeah. Chapter 6 Adam: I am face-to-face with Amy's wonderful pussy again licking along her tight little slit sensing the wetness that lay just inside. Oh, I love this. As I probe her with my tongue, I can feel her thigh muscles tense each time I enter her and she also gives a little harder suck to my blissful cock. I like Amy being over me, maybe she's the dominant one and I'm subordinate. Or maybe I just like the woman making love to me. She now has my dick completely out of her mouth and she's licking the underside just below my cock tip where it's so sensitive. Does this feel good. I pull back from her and slowly lap my tongue in a wide circle all around the outside of her outer labia then plunge my tongue into vulva. She jumps a bit when I do this. Hmm, I'll remember to do it again. Now Amy is licking the end of my dick like a melting ice cream cone. It almost feels like my cock is melting under her oral caresses. Mutual oral sex is one of the great discoveries that we each make as we are growing up. I will always remember my first when I was in seventh grade. Melissa was in most of my classes and we had been to a few parties at the same time, not a date, but just both invited and both showed-up. We liked each other from the start and ended up kissing quite a bit the first time we were together. The attraction was mutual and strong. I was feeling her breasts by the second time we were together and she asked me to come to her house after school to 'help her with some homework.' As soon as I was inside her house, she had her blouse and bra off and I was kissing and sucking her small but very pretty breasts and she was rubbing me through my pants. "Take your pants off," she whispered as she tugged off her skirt and panties. My god, I was getting naked with a girl for the first time ever. She put her fingers around my very hard cock and said, "Lay down, Adam, lay down." She then swung a leg over me and got down on her hands and knees and began sucking me while she lowered herself down on my face. Obviously, Melissa knew what she wanted and, on that first afternoon, I hardly even got to look at her pussy before I was engulfed in her wetness. Don't get me wrong, I immediately fell in love with girl's pussies and their various personalities. Yes, you read that right, each one is unique and different and wonderful. I got to know Melissa's body very, very well and she knew my penis like it was her best friend. In a way, it was. She did not want to have intercourse for several reasons and we had oral sex every afternoon until her family moved away ten months later. I miss her still. I can see that Amy's labia are more pink than when I first met them, they've been busy and it shows a bit. So, I'll be specially careful as I suck her. Amy: Adam's tongue is pulsing in and out of me as I lick the chubby, pink end of his penis. I've found that one of the things I like to do best is suck and caress Adam's cock. They are such nice playthings, I love them. I'm taking long up and down sucks and Adam is, too. He's got his mouth wide open and is sucking my whole labial area while pulsing his tongue in and out and up and down. Delicious. Narrowing his mouth, Adam moves up to my clit hood and eases a finger in and runs it up the front wall of my vagina rubbing gently back and forth sending waves of intense pleasure washing over my body. As he begins lightly sucking on my clit which has come out to play, my orgasmic teakettle goes from 'simmer' to 'boil.' Oh, is he good. Adam is giving me shivers as he licks on my clit and suddenly, my legs tense and a bolt of lightning races through me radiating from my pussy as I feel like I am rocketing up into space. All I can see for a moment is an intense white light then I am flooded over with the most beautiful serene feeling of peace and complete contentment like I'm floating in a warm, scented bath. He continues to lick and finger me rubbing along my wet and tingly slit as I slowly suck and lick the end of his cock. "Mmm, I'm gonna cum, Amy. Oh, yeah," and the first spurt lands halfway down my throat almost making me choke. I swallow quickly to keep up with his flow and finally lick the remaining drops off as they ooze out. "Oh, god, that was good, I love the way you suck me." "Mmm, I love doing it." "We better straighten up before your mom gets home." So, I start the biggest clean-up, my crotch, I am dripping like mad, so I put a liner in my panties as I got dressed. Kristen: As soon as I walk in I can tell that Amy is eager to tell me about her day. She follows me upstairs and, as I change, she tells me all about her 'love-in' with Adam. "Oh, Mom, he's so good at giving me oral. I never knew I could cum that hard. And I love being on top, oh, I'm getting real good, I make him cum deep inside me. Can he stay here forever? I'm really kidding, but it would be nice." Yes, it would, I thought, as an image of Adam naked flashed through my mind. "I'm a little sore and he was so sweet and just licked me until I went crazy. God, I love him doing that to me. And I love doing it to him, too." "Well, honey, I'm glad this is working out so well. I knew Adam would be good." Boy, did I, I thought. So, as I prepare dinner, Adam comes up behind me, reaches around and squeezes my breasts. I have a shirt on but had taken my bra off so he slipped his hands up under and gave each one a rub. "Later, Adam, then all you want." So, the hours until Amy goes off to bed drag by but they finally arrive. I get up, go over to Adam, lean down and give him a nice, warm, wet kiss as he slides both hands up onto my breasts. I whisper, "They'll be waiting for you upstairs. Don't be late." I have gotten ready for bed and stretch out naked with my legs invitingly open. Soon, a quiet rap and Adam comes in. As is our custom, I move to the edge of the bed and give him a nice welcome suck. He is rock-hard and I have a mouth full of warm cum within a few minutes. Yes, I am that good; I've been told I could make a statue cum. Twice. We lay together feeling each other's bodies, just having some fun as Adam's cock recharged. After almost an hour, he is pretty hard but it is obvious that with him producing quarts of cum each day trying to satisfy two horny women, he isn't quite a resilient as before. Ah, well. He whispered, "I think I'm ready to make love with you. Any position in mind?" "We could do it 'doggie-style' and you can rub my clit from behind." Without a word, Adam gets up and waits for me to get on my hands and knees, then kneels between my legs. It feels lovely as he holds his cock and rubs it up and down along my wet crease. Mmm, nice. As I push back, Adam presses forward until he is snugly deep inside my welcoming love canal. Oh, I've wanted this all day, I thought. "You feel so good in me, Adam. Put it in as far as you can." As Adam pushes deeper, I drive back and rotate my bottom until I feet a wave of pleasure pulse through my middle radiating outward. Mmm, that feels good, very good. Adam begins taking long and slow strokes in and out almost taking himself out of me, then, slowly, deliberately, descending to my depths. All I could think of was the word, succulent, to describe it. Each slow stroke was heavenly. "Oh, god, this feels good, Kristen." I was clenching my pelvic muscles so he has to push hard in and pull hard out. Ah, those exercises are worth it. This wonderful young lover is also rubbing my clit with the juices that are covering our love gardens. Mmm, this is top-notch loving. I'm feeling better and better. "Oh, Adam, push in and keep it there. Oh, yes, just push." I was moving my butt around and flexing my pussy walls and I can feel a wonderful orgasm mounting deep inside. Then, just like those pictures of an oil well gushing up, I have a beautiful orgasm. This one is different in that I felt an explosion of pleasure that maybe lasts for five seconds then is swept away by a serene, peaceful, calmness that goes on and on. I lower my head to the bed as he continues to probe my depths. In a few minutes, he pushes all the way in and I buck back and forth just a bit and he cums deep, deep inside me. "Ahhhhh, AHHHH, UHHHH, UHHHH, uhh, ohh, whoo, that was great, the best. Was it good for you?" It's always nice for a man to ask. "Mmm, yes, very nice. You're taking care of us very well from what Amy tells me." "Oh, Kristen, Amy's wonderful, so are you. I keep thinking this is a dream, a wonderful dream." "We can all enjoy it while we can, Adam, you, especially. Remember, this is a secret that stays here, always." "Oh, I do, don't ever worry. I love you both." "I think I can speak for us both, Adam, we love you, too. Now, off to bed. Amy's, no doubt, got plans for you." "I'll dream about you and about Amy's plans," and he gave me a nice, long, soft kiss goodnight. Chapter 7 Adam: The stay at my aunt's has been an unbelievably wonderful time. First, sex with my Aunt Kristen, who I've lusted over for a long time. She's a MILF, for sure. And, in the bedroom, a super-star. She dazzles me with sex every night. Believe me, an older woman is well worth being with. And Amy. Young, new and eager for sex, voracious, wanting to learn more each time, trying everything she can think of, and a small, beautiful young body that is every guy's dream. And I have them both. I feel the bed move, then feel Amy, naked, next to me. "Time to get up, Adam. And time to get 'it' up, Adam. I want some fun, with this," as she grips my hardening cock. "Can I pee, first?" When I get back, she's on top of the covers, on her side with her upper leg raised so that her pretty pussy greets me. Impatiently, Amy says, "Let me know when you're ready, okay." "Okay, okay, I'm ready." "Then lay down right here." With that, Amy gets between my legs, backwards and lowers her pussy towards my cock. Now I see what she wants. She reaches back and guides me into paradise as she squats down on my cock. Oh, this is nice. I watch as she rocks back and forth burying me far inside and I love looking at my cock sliding in as she arches back toward me each time and then out as she pulls up forward. Ah, heaven. "I've been thinking of this position all night." Amy then pushes all the way down driving my cock deep into her, then wiggles back and forth, generating ripples of pleasure for us both. She grinds her hips against my pubic bone and the feeling is sensational. Oh, I'm gonna cum, right now. My orgasm occurs exactly when she pulls up off my cock giving me a fantastic first spurt into her pussy. "Oh, Amy, god, that was so good." She's pushing back down and she says, "Oh, I'm cumming, too. Oh, right now, OOH, OOH, OOH, OH, OH," and she collapses back to sit on my cock as I raise up and put my arms around her and caress her breasts. In a few minutes, she says, "Let's have breakfast, then shower, okay. I'm kinda drippy, hand me a towel or something." Breakfast is cereal, eaten naked (We were naked, the cereal had milk.) as we fondle each other. "This is the only way to live," I say. "Mmm, yeah, what do you want to do after we shower?" So, I suggest, "We'll be all nice and clean, we can do oral with each other, I love doing that." In the shower, we got each other good and clean, really good and clean, every nook and cranny. We dry each other off, then go to my room for a little kissing and sucking on each other, now one of our favorite daily pastimes. I lay down and Amy lays on top of me facing the other way. Her face is right at the level with my dick and I've already nestled my face into her love garden. Amy: Adam's tongue is making a wide circle around my inner thighs on the of outside my labia. I never thought that area would be very sensitive, but oh, this was feeling good, very good. And, he's not even in my love garden yet, just on the outskirts. I grip Adam's cock and begin licking my way around the glistening plump head as my hand strokes up and down. His tongue is moving to my outer labia and I pull the head of his cock into my mouth and begin sucking and tonguing. I hear a soft moan and suck a bit harder. I want to try something new so I begin licking up and down the entire length of his cock ending each time with a nice suck on the end. Oh, the moaning got deeper. So, I keep this up for a while then begin sucking his tip and rubbing him up and down. From down by my happy pussy, I hear, "Oh, I'm close, that's so good." So I just keep going and soon Adam arches his back and I feel a warm surge into my mouth. I suck and suck to get every drop as he burrows deeply into my love nest with his tongue. As I lick off the cum still oozing from his cock, he moves his tongue up and I feel a finger slide in my very wet love tunnel. As appreciation, I continue to lick him as I feel my tension mount. Oh, yes, the telltale signs of a lovely orgasm ready to leap out of the shadows and take me over. Sucking my clit, he moves his finger to the front wall of my vagina and rubs back and forth and the feeling just explodes as I erupt in a wonderful climax like being flooded over by a huge warm gush of water over me. "Oh, Adam, you are so good and I love you." Adam turns to hold me in his arms as we enjoy the glowing remains of our lovemaking. After lunch, we never make it back to Adam's room. We make love on the couch in the family room, Adam sitting and me straddling him as I hold on to the back cushion. Oh, I bounced us to a fantastic orgasm, his, then mine just a minute later. Our days went on like this, full of nakedness, fondling each other's bodies, licking where it felt good, sucking where it felt marvelous and making love at least twice or three times each day. Heaven. Kristen: It is Adam's last week and I am already missing him. Our sex at night is terrific, as only a young man can give. Amy has never been happier; it was obvious that they are screwing each other silly all day (I can't blame them.). When I get upstairs to change after work, Amy follows me into my bedroom. "Mom, can I ask you a question? A kindof personal question?" "Sure, Amy, is it Adam?" "Well, yeah, in a way. Um...I've kindof wondered...from a few little things I've seen, uh, are you and Adam doing anything after I go to bed?" I'm sure not going to lie to my daughter so I say, "Well, yes, we have a more than aunt-nephew relationship. I hope you aren't jealous." "Oh, no, actually, I'm glad, he's terrific and you deserve some lovin' just like I do. I just noticed a few things and just wondered. I hope it's as good for you as it is for me." "Adam is quite a young man and he seems to have kept us both pretty happy since he came. Unfortunately, we'll have to get our vibrators out when he leaves. We'll miss him." "He's my first, I'll miss him a lot. We should throw him a party. A naked party." This from my daughter! "You don't mean the two of us?" "Well, why not? It's every guy's fantasy, right? Two babes wanting him all night long." Amy does have an idea, a pretty sexy idea. Good girl. Hmm. "What if, the day before he leaves, I take the day off work. We can have a last fling with Adam and he'll never forget it. We'll have to swear him to everlasting secrecy but I trust him and we've already done so much anyway. What do you think, Amy?" "Well, we'd have to be pretty bold to do all this in front of each other. You are my mom." "True. Do you think you could do something like this? Naked and having sex with a guy and me being there and having sex with him, too?" "Can I think about it? How about you, Mom, could you do it in front of me, with me doing things, too?" "Hmm, let's think about this and talk again tomorrow, okay?" "Okay." Well, there's something I'd never thought of, a mini-orgy with my nephew and my daughter. It's awful, maybe, but my panties are soaked just thinking about it. Amy: Omigod, I can't believe I thought of having a sex party for Adam with my mom and me being the only guests. This is the stuff porn movies are made from. My mom is pretty liberal when it comes to things like sex and stuff, but this does take it to a new level, doesn't it? Fucking in front of Mom. Giving a blowjob in front of Mom. Watching Adam lick me while my mom gives him a blowjob. Watching Adam lick my mom while I fuck him. Fucking him while Mom sits on his face. God, am I wet. My mother planned all this as my freshman introduction to sex and it looks like I might be taking a graduate course next. We would have all day Thursday and until Friday afternoon when Adam has to be at the airport at four-forty. So, a day and a half of wild threesome sex with Mom and my cousin. I do trust Adam and so does Mom. God, this is some idea, huh? Do real people do stuff like this? Sure, in some ways it would be really exciting, downright erotic, to do this. We both have to go back to our vibrators after Adam leaves. It would be a hell of a memory. I go to sleep thinking about it. Oh, and I did sneak out into the hall and, yes, I'm sure they're together in Mom's room. Oh, well, I'm kinda sore anyway. During the night, I keep waking up thinking about the threesome idea. I finally slept with a towel between my legs. The next morning I get up and slip into bed with Adam. "Mmm, naked, how nice." "Mmm, so are you, Amy, mmm." We snuggle together as I felt his cock harden against me. I burrow under the covers and discover a very nice, hard penis waiting for a good-morning kiss. I run my hand under his balls as I begin to suck on his tip. He moans a bit and I pull the covers off, it is getting warm and I am pretty hot, too. Sucking him, I have my butt up in the air and I feel his finger tracing up and down my wet pussy lips, then slowly press inside moving around in a circle caressing my insides. "Mmm," I moan as I suck on. His finger is soon joined by another and it feels twice as good. His thumb is gently rubbing my outer labia. Oh, if we keep this up, we'll never have breakfast. I pop up, "Breakfast time. How about waffles, they're frozen but they're pretty good. Let's go." We run downstairs, I look back at Adam's dick bouncing up and down as he flys down the stairs; I have plans for it later. As the waffles brown in the toaster oven, we play with each other's fun parts. I just love playing with his dick, I even dab some syrup on it and then, of course, have to very carefully and thoroughly lick it all off. Somehow, he gets syrup on my nipples. Pretty careless, we are. Back upstairs, we take a long and leisurely shower and towel each other off with great attention to little hidden spaces that are fun to dry. We make love nice and slow and each have very strong orgasms. This time I am up on my knees and elbows and Adam is behind. It is a position that I've since come to love especially when your lover reaches around and caresses your clit. Then it's cum-time, for sure. Afterward, we give each other oral sex and I have a lovely orgasm. What a nice day. After lunch we take a quiet, naked nap and I slowly wake with the happy presence of a wonderfully hard penis next to me. We quickly find just the spot to put it. I am on my back with my feet over Adam's shoulders and his cock is buried deeply in my love nest. When he holds himself down in me, I flex and relax my muscles to give us the most wonderful feeling like I was milking his cock. All those exercises have been worth it. The afternoon drifts by and sooner that I imagined, it was soon time to straighten up for Mom's arrival home. Chapter 8 Kristen: These two teens have permanent smiles, it seems; that well-fucked look. Amy follows me upstairs while I changed. "About our little party for Adam, um, I've been thinking. It would be pretty daring, you know, doing all that in front of each other. But, I think Adam would love it. Where else can a guy find two prettier women who want to make him happy. I think I'd like to do it, even in front of my mom." Well, the ball seems to now be in my court. My daughter is a pretty hot young lady. "Well, it would certainly be unforgettable for Adam...and for us, too. I've never done anything quite like this before. I've tried to raise you to be open to sex and to enjoy it, I know I sure have. I guess maybe Adam is in for the going-away party of his life." Amy throws her arms around me and says, "Oh, we'll fuck him crazy. He'll be cummed-out for a month." "Well, Amy, you have quite a way of putting it, but I guess you're right. Lucky guy." Okay, that's it, a naked send-off party for Adam. I'll buy myself a Victoria's Secret babydoll nighty to match Amy's. Adam'll like that. "Maybe we could have the dinner two nights before he leaves and I can take two days off from work and we can take him to the airport on the second afternoon. He may need a stretcher. Now, just how do we do this?" I ask Amy. "I thought we could have a nice dinner, some champagne, if that's okay with you, and then we could go change into something sexy, maybe even nothing, and come in together. He'd burst right through his pants." "Oh, Amy, you think like your mother. I like the champagne idea, two bottles, maybe, we're not going anywhere, and I'll get myself a nighty like the one I gave you. We'll be 'twins.' How's that?" "I can't wait to see the look on his face as we come in wearing those babydolls. Wow." "Frankly, I can't wait to see the bulge in his pants. I'll tell him later that we're planning a nice dinner two nights before he leaves." So, it's set. Later, Adam raps softly and comes in. Naked, as usual, I get up and give him a nice long, wet kiss as he feels me all over. "Let's get these pants off, then I have a surprise for you." "Oh, I can just imagine." "Maybe, maybe not." I tug his pants and briefs down, suck him for a few minutes, then pat the space next to me and say, "Sit down, Adam." I explain that I may not be home at dinner time on the last day he's here (A little white lie to cover the fact that Adam is getting almost two whole days of Amy and I, lucky dog.), so Amy and I want to fix him a special dinner and dessert two nights before he leaves. "Well, that's great, you don't have to but it would be nice." "Oh, Adam, we want to and it will be nice." Little does he know. "So, let's snuggle, I've missed you today." Wiggling against Adam's nakedness was lovely after a long day at work, his cock, an insistent reminder of things to come. "Mmm, what's this? I ask as I reach down. "Oh, that's for you, Kristen. I thought maybe you might think of something to do with it." "I have just the perfect place for it," and roll over on my back and spread wide for him. Adam gets up on his knees between my legs, bends down and gives me a very nice lick and suck and tongue before he presses into me. Oh, he feels so good going in. No wonder Amy is so happy to have him all day. As we make love, my mind is really on what the upcoming dinner party and threesome may be like. I've certainly seen Adam naked (he's really almost beautiful, something I'd probably never tell a guy, but he is.) and I've seen my daughter naked. Well, not a lot since she's become as developed as she is now, but we've never hidden away from each other, either. But this will be a bit different. Well, she's fifteen and, in a couple of years, will be in college. I never thought I'd have the occasion to watch her give a blowjob or fuck a guy. And in two days, I'll be watching her do just that. And, she'll be watching her mother do just the same. Well, it's all part of life, isn't it? Even with my mind dwelling on the future, I manage to have a very good orgasm and I make sure that Adam had not a single sperm cell left in his body when he went off to his room. The big day will be here soon enough. Amy: I've got a few days to psych myself up for our big fuck-fest (sorry for the directness but I'm entering new territory here and I'm pretty wound-up over it, wouldn't you be?) for Adam. Oh, he'll finally have a soft penis. We'll drain him dry. I'm imagining the scene a few nights from now as Mom and I ravish Adam; the poor guy doesn't have a chance. I know my Mom is pretty at-ease with sex, more than I am, so I've got to get over any shyness I've got about our new adventure. Anyway, I get up to see Mom before she leaves for work to have a few minutes to talk. "Any advice for me, Mom? You know, about our party for Adam?" "Well, sweetie, confidence is always a good thing. Spend some time naked in front of your mirror looking at the beautiful body you have; convince yourself that you are the most desirable woman on earth. That any man would want you, that you have a sexual power that is irresistible and a desire to give and receive pleasure as much as you're possible." "Well, I have learned that I'm desirable, Adam has shown me that. But I like your advice." "Well, I'm off to work and, at lunch, I've got a little shopping to do at Victoria's Secret. Gotta go. Have fun, you two." Oh, we do have fun, lots of fun. I love being naked all day with a handsome, also naked, guy as we fill the hours with each other. We often tease each other to have some fun. I'll bend over him and say, "Suck, please," as I press a nipple to his lips or he'll grab my foot, open my legs, and ask, "May I kiss your lips, they're so pretty?" Or, I'll lift up his dick and ask, "May I put this away? I have just the spot for it." Yes, a bit silly, but we've gotten very relaxed around each other. He's seen more of me, in great detail, than any other human being. And I love all the parts of him that have been inside me. Oh, do I. Kristen: Well, it's Wednesday afternoon and the big party is tonight. The dinner is already done and I've bought my nighty. Oh, it looked so good in the fitting room. Watch out, Adam, we're coming after you. I'm quickly finishing up a few things knowing that I'm away from the office until Monday and as I do a final email check, my little 'egg' vibrator's battery runs out and my pussy tingle is fast fading away. Ah, well, it'll get tingly again very soon, I'm sure. When I get home, Adam and Amy are in the kitchen playing Scrabble (I bet they had fun today. It's my turn soon.). I run upstairs to change and Amy follows me up. "Did you buy the nighty?" "Right here. Wanna see it on?" "Oh, yeah. Let me get mine, we'll try them out first." By the time I get mine on, Amy's back and she's slipping into hers. There's not much to these nighties, and we look good, very good. "Oh, Mom, you really look great in that. Are we wearing the panties, too?" "Thanks, Amy, I need all the complements I can get at my age. I used to have breasts like yours. Just perfect, but there's a bit of droop these days. Still, not bad, though. Oh, panties? Nah, they just get in the way." "Oh, Mom, you are something. Poor Adam, he's in for a night." "Amy, you look so sexy. You have a perfect body. Adam must love having you naked all day." "From the look of his 'dangly-part,' I'd say he does. It's usually pointing right at me." "The first of many, I expect, pretty daughter of mine. Now, let's dress for dinner and think 'sexy.'" Adam has on a navy Polo shirt and khakis and we're dressed in a nice, casual way. Amy's skirt is shorter than mine and, I must say, for a fifteen-year old, she certainly has the legs for it. I don't know if she's wearing panties under it but I'm bare under mine. And a little damp. The candles are lit, champagne chilled, dinner served; it is a lovely time. As we finish, the three of us do a quick clean-up and Amy and I ask to be excused to get dessert ready. Adam may have wondered when we go upstairs to get dessert but he just waited like the gentleman he is until our return. Upstairs, we chang (Yes, Amy was panty-less at dinner, she's her mother's child, for sure.) into the eyelet nighties, did a twirl in front of the mirror, look at each other and agree that Adam is truly a lucky fellow. I pick up the can of whipped cream I'd left in my room earlier to warm a bit (I've done whipped cream on 'dessert' before and too cold is not sexy.). We skip down the stairs into the den where Adam is waiting. "Omigod, both of you. Both of you. I can't believe it. You two are so beautiful. God, no panties. I don't believe it." "Well, Adam, you better believe it. Amy and I are here to give you a going-away party you'll never forget. And one we'll never forget. And, here's something that might help you if you need it," as I hand him a bottle of Viagra I keep around for guys who need a little help getting it up for seconds. "Geez, seventeen and Viagra. I might need it. Look at you two. Oh, wow. I never imagined. So, you both know?" "Yeah, I finally figured out that you and Mom were having some fun after I went to bed. I'm glad you did." "Well, Adam, isn't it about time you joined Amy and I and got naked?" I say as I pull off the nighty. As Amy sheds hers, Adam quickly gets undressed and presents us with his beautiful, hard cock. "Mmm, you look like you're ready. How about your dessert?" I ask as I spray a dollop of whipped cream on each nipple and hand the can to Amy. "Oh, the nicest dessert I could ever want," he says as he bends over and sucks it all off. "Oh, and Amy, too." I sit down, lean back and run a ribbon of whipped cream all around my labia. "Lots more, Adam." As he's lapping up my love garden, Amy is writing, "Kiss me" on her stomach with an arrow pointing down. He looks up at her and laughs, whipped cream all over his face. As soon as I'm clean, he's licking Amy's written suggestion clean, right down to her vulva which she has traced with cream. So, I draw a nice big heart around my pussy and one little dab right in the middle. Adam is soon licking me clean, then Amy has him sit down where she sprays the topping all over his raging-hard cock. Over about the next twenty minutes, we take turns sucking it off and putting more on. The one of us who is not busy cleaning him off leans over him rubbing her breasts in his face as he gropes for each of us. Chapter 9 Adam: Unbelievable. I have two of the most beautiful women in the world making love to me. I've lusted over my Aunt Kristen ever since I first started getting erections. Now, her daughter has bloomed into a junior edition of her: hair, breasts, hips, legs and all. Kristen is sucking my whipped cream-coated dick and Amy is rubbing her breasts in my face as I rub her pussy between her wide-stanced legs. I may die from all this. Who cares. My two lovers switch places and I watch Amy spray her mouth full of whipped cream then lean forward and plunge her mouth over my cock. The feeling is very soft and sensual. I plan to always have a can of whipped cream in my fridge the rest of my life. It is sensational. Kristen gently pushes me back on the sofa, then gets up on the cushions straddles me and presses her beautiful pussy to my face. I kiss and suck on her as Amy, down below, kisses and sucks on me. Oh, heaven. These two must have cooked this up and I couldn't be happier. I've kept these two women separate in my days and nights and now it seems a bit weird to be made love to by both. They don't seem to be shy at all in front of each other and I'm getting all the benefit. Oh, am I. They keep changing places often enough that I haven't cummed yet but I've been close a couple of times. I have never been so erotically stimulated in my life and, sadly, may never, ever again. Kristen stands up and says, "Enough fun, now we make love until we can't any longer, then we sleep and we have all day tomorrow and tomorrow night. We can stay in my room. I've got the king-sized bed and Adam, here, is looking king-sized for sure. Let's go up, shall we?" These two must have worked out a plan but I was happy just to be led along not knowing what was next. There are candles and another bottle of champagne. Kristen pops the cork and pours us some. "A little taste?" she asks as she dabs a bit of the wine on her nipples. As I suck it off, I can see that Amy is also rubbing a bit on her nipples and along her slit. What a way to go through a bottle of champagne. As I sit on the bed sucking Kristen's champagne-glazed nipples, Amy is underneath dipping my cock in her glass of champagne which she proceeds to lick off. Champagne and whipped cream, these two are pretty classy in the bedroom. "I guess we shouldn't make you choose which one of us you want first. Any ideas how to decide," asks Kristen. "You go first Mom, I'd like to watch and I'll find something to keep myself busy with. Go ahead." So Kristen asks me to lay down then she swings over me and guides my eager cock into her waiting love tunnel. As she presses down, the feeling is lovely, like my cock is returning to where it belongs. She pushes all the way down until I am buried in her as deep as I can go, then she swirls her hips around setting off the fuse burning toward a fantastic orgasm in my very near future. Amy gets up and straddles my face while holding on to the headboard and begins to gently rub her pussy all over my face. I've got my tongue out as she sweeps back and forth. She's going to grow up to be just like her mother. Think of all the lucky men in her future and I'm her first. That familiar electric feeling is spiraling up from my midsection and it burst through in a mind-numbing ejaculation into Kristen's deepest reaches. "Oh, Oh, UNGHH, UNGHH, uh, uh, oh, Kristen, oh." She doesn't slow down at all, just keeps going as I empty everything into her warm, deep clasp. Amy lifts off my face, turns and gives me a beautiful, soft, deep kiss as her mother keeps grinding away on top of me. Soon, Kristen slides down on top of me and my cock partly pulls out of her as she kisses me. She has the sexiest ways to kiss and I love being kissed by her. Kristen and I are holding each other as Amy lays down on the other side and I'm sandwiched between these two naked beauties with their hands roving all over my body. Yes, I'm getting hard again. "How about a double blowjob, Adam? That should be something you'd remember," asks Kristen. "Double? You mean, both of you?" "Exactly." "Oh, yeah." Amy: My mom is hot stuff. She's suggesting that we both get down and give Adam oral sex. What guy would not want that? So, I get up on my hands and knees and begin to suck Adam. My mom also gets on her hands and knees and starts to lick along the side of his cock as I concentrate on the tip. Soon, we both started licking up and down and I feel his hand begin to rub back and forth along my wet and excited pussy lips. I look back and Mom is getting the same attention and is moving her butt around helping him rub. Good idea, so I did the same and, oooh, that feels nice. Mom starts sucking his tip as I feel his finger gently sip inside my tingly slit. Mmm, nice. I am licking around the base of his dick; we are trying to share Adam's cock between us as he fingers us both. Soon, I take over sucking the end of his dick. It's almost like we are in a race to see who can make Adam cum first. Mom is now sitting over his face as she tongues his navel and is having her pussy licked and tongued by Adam who I can hear begin to moan softly as I milk his cock with my mouth. Adam begins to tense and buck as I suck him to orgasm. "UNGHH, UNGHH, UGG, ugg, uhh." At the same time as Adam is filling my mouth with his warm cum, my mom, who is rubbing her pussy back and forth across Adam's face, begins to moan loudly, "Mmmm, mmmm, oh, god, Adam, suck me, suck me, UUH, UUH, ohh, ohh, god, Adam, oh, oh." In a minute, Mom gets up off Adam and I take her place. I'd like a little pussy-licking myself. And Adam is great at it. Just ask Mom. Adam: Amy sucked me off as Kristen rode my face and tongue to a terrific orgasm; she really got off from my oral; oh, is she sweet. For a while, they were both licking and sucking on me with their butts in the air while I rubbed and fingered them both. Two beautiful butts; Amy's small and cute with pretty little lips winking back at me, Kristen's plumper, rounder butt with a pair of larger lips with glistening inner labia peeping out so invitingly. Now Kristen is squatting backwards over my cock gripping it and rubbing it back and forth up and down her orbed pussy lips still moist from my tonguing. I may have just cummed in Amy's mouth but Kristen's wet pussy lips felt wonderful being rubbed over my cock tip. Amy has the sweetest, prettiest pussy I've ever seen. It is perfectly in two halves like a peach, each side a plump half-moon of sensual delight. I could live happily forever with her pussy in my face. As she rubs her wet vulva up and down my tongue, she starts to circle her hips and bear down a bit more. "Oh, god, Adam, you're making me cum, oh, OHH, OHH, OHH, uuh, uuh, mmm." As Amy climaxes, she keeps sweeping her drenched pussy over my happy face. Kristen, by now, has reenergized my cock and has it inside her, bobbing up and down. Amy dismounts me and begins to kiss and lick our juices off my face, stopping once in a while to kiss me deeply. Oh, heaven. Kristen, as she can do so well, is gripping my cock in her, just milking me each time she pulls up. She is in beautiful physical condition and Amy has told me that both of them do exercises to tone and strengthen their pelvic muscles so they are better in bed. Boy, it works. For both of them. And, I get the results. She keeps rocking back and forth and I know that, soon, I'm going have all my cum sucked out of me, again, by Kristen's experienced and supple pussy. This is a woman who is proud to be a woman and loves being a woman. She told me late one night after fucking for almost two hours, that a man has a penis and a woman has two nipples, a clit and a G-spot for her pleasure and that she was happy with being a woman. She can cum multiple times and that she uses a makeup brush to keep her clit and labia sensitive. It has just the right softness, she said. And it can send her into a dreamy state of tingly arousal. Kristen: God, what a night, so far. By far the most erotic event in my lifetime. And Amy is a little tigress. For fifteen, she's way over the sexual skill and sophistication of any guy her age. Yes, even Adam. There are two happy pussies and one happy cock in my bed right now as Amy and I lay in an 'Adam' sandwich. We are both playing with his pecker, I feel her hand as I touch and fondle him. "I'm sticky and sweaty, you two, how about a nice warm shower? I ask. "Good idea, Mom, sticky is right. Adam, your cum is everywhere." "Oh, I know, and I love it. I put it in the two prettiest pussies on earth. Now I can go wash them and make 'em nice and clean. Let's go." Adam says he'd like to shave first so he doesn't chafe us (isn't he thoughtful?) and Amy and I decide that we should shave as well. We take turns shaving Adam (Amy gets his face, I save the best for me.). Then Adam shaves Amy and I, both underarms and pussies, which he takes great care and attention in lathering. My shower is the largest and I got it nice and warm, we got in, got wet, then I turned it off and Amy and I let Adam soap us all up. He really has practiced coed showers while staying with us, he's never been cleaner, I'm sure. So, Adam has Amy and I all lathered and we begin rubbing our soapy bodies all over him. Oh, this is a nice way to shower; I'm sure Adam is loving it. Amy is making sure a certain part of him is very, very clean. All clean now, we rinse off, get out and Amy volunteers to towel off Adam while Adam dries me, then Amy. "Well, we three have all day tomorrow so I suggest we get a good night's sleep. And I propose we all sleep together in my nice, comfy king-sized bed; clothing optional, of course. Adam, you get the middle; Amy and I like to share. As you know so well. As I turn out the light, I turn to snuggle against Adam, reaching down to his cock only to find Amy's already there. "Sorry, Mom, we can share, okay," as she moves her hand so we can both grip Adam's lovely and well-used cock. It takes a while for sleep to come; each of us finding something to feel, fondle or kiss keeps sleep from intruding too quickly on our triple lovefest. But it does come. In the middle of the night, I feel Adam gently sucking on my left nipple. Mmm, this is nice, I thought and just drifted back to sleep, a warm tingle softly cuddling me to slumber. As the daylight slowly filtered in, there began some movement among the three of us. Arms moving over one another, hands seeking out familiar places, legs entwining. We had the entire day ahead of us, Adam, Amy and I. I get up to pee and when I come back, Amy is down sucking on Adam's cock. I tell her to save his cum for after breakfast, so she sits up, turns and puts a leg over Adam's head and begins rubbing her pussy down. So, I told them I was putting the coffee on and to come down for breakfast and not to be too long. Like mother, like daughter. Chapter 10 Adam: I'm in one of my very favorite places, Amy's pussy. What a way to wake up in the morning, a fifteen-year old pussy pushed into your face. And her naked mother, telling us we need to come help get breakfast ready. This must be a dream. I have cummed so many times since I came to stay, it's a wonder I can even get a hard-on. But I do. I tell Amy that I love her pussy but I need to pee and then we need some food. "Just eat me, I'm very nutritious", she teases. As we enter the kitchen, Kristen is at the stove wearing an apron cooking bacon which smells wonderful. "Got all dressed up, huh, Mom?" "Bacon grease is very unpleasant when it spatters. I take no chances. And Adam can admire my behind as I cook," and she gives her butt a little wiggle. I walk up behind her (my hard cock reaches her first.) and slip my hands under and around to the front of the apron cupping a breast in each hand. "That's nice, Adam, but you are distracting me, nicely, but distracting. Go feel up Amy, I'll be finished in a minute that you can feel me up all you want. And all I want." What an invitation. So, I go sit at the table next to Amy and begin to suck her left breast and play with the right. She reaches down and begins to fondle my dick which is ready for a new day with these two seductive creatures. Amy spreads her legs as I'm caressing her breasts and I drop a hand to play with her delightful pussy. "Put a finger in, Adam," she whispers and I comply as any man would. She is very wet as she was earlier when we were upstairs. "Okay, come and get it. Everything's ready." It was surprising how relaxed we are having breakfast together, me and my aunt and my cousin, beautifully naked. It is starting to seem natural. Except that I still had a raging hard-on. "What's that under your napkin, Adam," Kristen asks. "Oh, something that I'm saving for the two of you. For after breakfast." "Can I peek?" asks Amy as she lifts the napkin. "Wow, that looks nice. I can't wait." After the kitchen is cleaned up, we trail one another back up to the master suite and Kristen asks me if I would like to take turns giving them oral. "I'd love nothing better." With that Kristen gets a chair and pulls it over near the bed. She sits on the bed facing the chair, has Amy sit in the chair facing her and asks me to sit on the floor between both their legs. I happily comply and have two beautiful pussies on either side of my head as I sit between them. I am in heaven. I don't know who I started on but it was sweet and wet and I am rubbing and fingering the other. Surrounded by pussy. When I am licking one, she is petting and stroking my face as I look up at her contented eyes. I really never want to turn away from one to the other but I also want them to both have all the pleasure I can give. Was I hard. As I lick and suck Kristen, she's rubbing her clit and I take turns licking and sucking it as well. Her clit is really out, I've never seen it so exposed and easy to suck on. She squirms when I suck there and soon she stiffens and pulls my head into her love garden and humps my face as I suck away. "Oh, god, Adam, suck me, oooh, yeah. Mmmm, mmm." I turn my wet face up look up at her and she's smiling down at me and say, "Thank you, Adam, that was lovely, really wonderful." With that, she lay back on the bed and I turned my attention to her daughter. Amy's legs are wide open, her feet up on the edge of the bed, ready for my mouth and tongue which is wet with Kristen's moisture. As I burrow between her thighs, I feel Kristen take my cock in her mouth and begin a gentle sucking. She is on the floor and turned so she can reach me as I lick and tongue Amy. This is unbelievable. As I lick up and down, Amy pulls her labia apart and I begin to suck up near her clit. She bucks against me a bit and I slide a finger inside her waiting warmth and twist up toward her g-spot. "Mmm, Adam, that's just right, do that, right there. Mmm, don't stop, rub right there. Ohhh, mmm." She's squirming in her seat and I'm trying to keep my attention on her clit and pussy though Kristen is sucking me into heaven. "Oh, oh, god, oh, oh, oh. That was so good. Wonderful. My pussy is so happy. I want to suck you." Amy stands up and pulls me to the bed and gets over me and begins sucking where her mother just left off. "I'm getting up on top, Adam," says Kristen as she climbs over me and lowers down over my face. Sucked by Amy, pressed into Kristen's gaping wetness is my idea of bliss. I suck and get sucked until my body simply melts into an enormous orgasm. I've had some good ones in my life and a number of fabulous ones from these two goddesses who are so adept at extracting the cum out of the male penis. "Oh, my god, you two are fabulous. I love you two so much." "We love you, too, Adam," says Amy as they both surround me with their arms and legs and breasts. I am pressed between two beauties that have just taken me to the stars and back. Kristen's hand is rubbing my poor spent cock which can only respond halfheartedly. Amy: I just love sucking Adam. He has given me such wonderful orgasms with his cock and tongue and I just want to make him happy as much as I can. One thing I have certainly learned in the last few weeks is that this fifteen-year old girl can make a guy very happy with her body. And, I've learned just how much of both fun and joy it is to do just that. I have never felt so happy, so sexy, so satisfied in my life. Adam and I have all day, every day to make each other happy. I've gotten so used to being naked that when I do get dressed, it feels odd, confining. And, being nude all day with a guy has given us an intimacy and comfortableness that I love. I think nothing of just bending down to give Adam's cock a suck whenever I might feel like it. Or he'll just start kissing and sucking my breasts while we eat lunch. We just have total access to each other's bodies all day long. And now, I'm getting a first hand view of my mother and how she handles sex. I just hope to someday be as experienced and adept at lovemaking as she is. I watch her give a blowjob to Adam as I am riding his face. She really is good, I learn a few things as I get my pussy sucked on. Nice way to learn. At first, seeing my mother naked seemed strange. We do live together but really haven't ever paraded around naked in front of each other. Oh, there have been glimpses and all, but with our threesome with Adam, I think I know ever bit of my mom's body. And I'm sure she knows mine. We decide to shower and all three ease into the master shower stall. It was a bit tight, but we slide around each other after we soap up and help each other get clean. Mom and I tke turns getting Adam's dick clean, clean, clean. Returning to Mom's room, she starts laughing when we go in. "Look at my sheets. Spots everywhere. Somebody has been having lots of fun in here." "Look, Mom," I said, "Adam's getting refreshed, it's up." "Come on ladies, give me a few minutes. If you both lay down, I'll kiss you both." So, we both get on the bed with our legs spread wide and Adam starts on me first. I look down and his hand is over between my mom's legs fingering her. This guy is having a busy morning. We break for lunch which gives Adam a chance to rest his cock. As Mom prepares sandwiches, Adam and I sit at the table as I play with his dick. "Look Mom, Adam's getting hard again. Hurry with lunch." "Oh, Amy, let poor Adam have a little more rest." "Let her be, Kristen, it feels nice. She can do that all she wants." I am sitting there with my legs apart so Adam can pet my little kitty if he feels like it. I have gotten used to sitting with my legs apart since Adam and I started having sex. Usually, girls keep them closed but I know I'll get some extra fun if I keep them 'open-for-business.' Mom suggests that we all take a nap so "poor" Adam can rest up. She just wants his cock nice and hard. Well, not a bad idea, actually. So, off to nap time after lunch. We sleep 'til almost two o'clock. Chapter 11 Kristen: We wake up slowly, each of us fondling something nearby, laying there comfortably in a nice afternoon haze of sexual bliss. Amy says, "Hey, Mom, I got him hard again. Time to wake up." That's my girl. I turn to Adam and, sure enough, his cock is at full mast. "Oh, how nice, Adam," I say as I bend down and give his rested cock a nice suck. "Mmm, that feels good. Oh, yeah." "Well, let Amy have a little, too," and I relinquish Adam's cock to my daughter who begins to suck away enthusiastically. "Not too quick, Amy. We have all afternoon." So, Amy mounts him facing away and I mount his face, facing away. We both rock back and forth in a slippery tempo of pleasure. I look back and can see Amy is using all the muscles in her pelvis to tighten around Adam each time she pulls up. Good girl. And, as you might imagine, Adam has a fantastic orgasm and fills my daughter's pussy with his happy cum. I can see some of the cummy juices squeezing out as she continues to move up and down. In the meantime, Adam's face is buried between my legs as I scoot back and forth across his mouth. Oh, this feels good. A man's lips and tongue always feel good on a woman's pussy. I've heard other women say the knew men who wouldn't go down on them but, thankfully, I've never known any. In the time Adam has been with us, he's had his lips on a lot of pussy. I know I love it, always have since the first time when I was thirteen, and Amy has told me that she loves her pussy licked. Adam is her first and I know he's good at it. Oh, I know for sure. And he is bringing me to orgasm soon, I can feel it. My orgasm comes soon after Adam's and I get off him and lean down to kiss his beautiful, wet and smiling face. Amy is down licking the traces of cum off his cock as he fingers her kneeling next to him. "I want your tongue now, Adam, are you up for it?" asks Amy. "You gave me such a great cum that I want to give you one, Amy, bring that beautiful little pussy to me." Adam: I decided at lunch to take one of the pills that Kristen gave me, Viagras, you know. Maybe it'll keep me hard longer. These two are more even that I can handle and I seem to have a hard-on all the time. So, I did get a very nice hard-on and my face felt warm and, as far as I can tell, the pill helped me keep an erection in spite of the two beautiful women trying to make my dick go limp, I want to keep myself as hard as I can to satisfy Amy and Kristen. They deserve it. Oh, do they deserve it. Kristen has me lay on her bed crossways in the middle and she and Amy lay down, Amy with her pussy near my head, Kristen with her mouth near my cock. We just pleasure each other for I don't know how long. Kristen is licking and sucking my dick and she is masterful at it. I am licking Amy's pretty pussy as she strokes my face lovingly with her hand. Soon, Kristen says, "Oh, you are nice and hard again. My turn, okay, Adam?" "Oh, yeah, you want on top?" "I love it and, Amy, you can find something for you to do with your tongue, can't you, Amy?" "Oh, I'll try." So, Kristen lowers herself onto my newly invigorated shaft and Amy squats over my face, presenting me with what might be the prettiest pussy on earth. Certainly the prettiest I've ever seen. She has the most beautiful, compact body of any female I've ever seen. And I love each square inch. And I've licked every square inch. "Oooh, you're hard, Adam. Did you take one of those pills?" "Yeah, it helps, huh?" "Well, you feel like you have an iron rod in your cock. Mmm, nice. Wasn't sure what it would do on a guy your age but with the workout we've given you, it seems to help." "I do feel harder, maybe even bigger." "I'm getting jealous, you two. I want Adam next, Mom. Okay?" "God, I love this." "Oh, Adam, you're going to miss us, Amy and I." "Don't talk about it. Let's just have fun now, okay?" Kristen is pumping up and down over me as she flexes her vaginal walls sending me into ecstasy. She can work my cock like a machine. "Oh, Adam, suck me. I'm gonna, UGH, UNGH, UNGH, oh, Adam." Amy leans forward, releasing my mouth from her wetness as she lays there panting. "Oh, god, I love you sucking on me. That was lovely, Adam, thank you. Whew, I need some rest." Kristen now leans back, still pumping me in and out of her pussy which is wet and shiny as I rub my thumb around her clit which is swollen and pink. "Oh, Adam, you are so hard. Feels so good, I think...uh, uh, oh, yeah, oh, yeah, here it comes, I'm...UNGHH, UNGHH, UNGHH, unghh, oh, oh, so good, Adam, so good." Amy: I just love watching my mom have an orgasm. I know that sounds weird and all but she is such a sexy woman that it just gets me off to see her made so happy. Boy, she just had a great one, too. We are all just cuddled together basking in the warm intimacy of our lovemaking. I reach over to hold Adam's cock and feel my Mom's already there. "Well, Amy, you get Adam next, take over," and she places my hand on his cock which I caress with my fingers. I tell Adam that I want to make love 'doggie-style' so I get on the bed and he pushes into me from behind. Ah, yes, I think Mom is right, Adam is harder. Maybe even bigger. All I know is his cock feels wonderful fucking me from behind. As he pushes forward, I press back and he goes even deeper; it feels deeper than he's ever been in me before. "Mmm, Adam, god, are you deep. Oh, just keep it deep like that." It was a whole new feeling layered on to of the ecstasy of lovemaking that I was feeling. Every time he pushes in me, I push back on him. This is fabulous. I look back and Mom is standing next to Adam and his head is turned toward her sucking her left nipple. This guy may never live through all this. He pushes, I push, he pushes, I push and soon, I'm getting the feeling that an orgasm is on the way; a big one. Oh, yes. "Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, UNHHH, UNHHH, ughh, ughh, oh god, oh so good, oh god, oh, oh." I'm rather sore but oh so happy. "Oh my god, Adam, that was so good. Best ever. Wow. I feel drained. And so, so happy." He is holding still now as I buck against him, tensing my muscles to grip his cock tight. "Uhh, uhh, UHNG, UHNG, oh, uh, uh. Oh, wow, that is fantastic, Amy, fantastic." We turn to each other and fall on the bed in a massive hug and hold each other as the feelings slowly come slipping back to earth. Mom lay on the other side of Adam and the three of us just laze in the peacefulness of the afternoon. As the light begins to fade, we three nestle there in the collective warmth of each other. Chapter 12 Kristen: "I've got a lasagna ready for the oven. Let me go put it in. You two behave yourselves while I'm gone." As Amy reaches for Adam's cock, I say, "Amy, must you play with Adam's dick all the time? Poor guy." "Mom, if Adam doesn't want me to, he can ask me to stop." "No I won't, ever." "Well, I may play with it myself when I get back." So, the dinner is in the oven and the timer set. I have just enough time to get back upstairs to play with Adam myself. "My turn, Amy," I say as I bend down to take Adam in my mouth. Amazingly, he's somewhat hard so I begin to do my famous mouth-to-cock resuscitation technique on him. There is life there and he should be a ready young man after dinner. How nice for us both. We each have a glass of red wine with dinner, naked at the kitchen table, taking turns playing with our favorite toy under the table. Back upstairs, Adam sports a very nice erection which Amy and I both admire. As he sits on my bed, I walk to him, take hold of his cock and say, "I believe I get this next," and lay down and motion Adam to kneel in front of me. I pull my knees to my chest and Adam movs forward to press his cock against my pussy which is peering out from between my thighs. He leans forward on my shins and pushes inside my wet lips. Ah, yes, that wonderful feeling of a man's cock filling me up. Heaven. Amy is sitting in the chair across the room watching us as she slowly fingers herself. The position I chose is one of my favorites as it holds my pussy lips tightly closed and allows the man to drive deeply into me. The best of all worlds. Good for him, good for me. "Oh, Kristen, this feels so good, god, I love fucking you." "Mmm, me too. You are nice and hard. I love you deep in me. Yeah, it feels really good, deep, nice and deep." "Oh, man, I'm not gonna last much longer. You...unh, UNH, UNH, ugh, ugh, oh, yeah, oh." I can feel Adam's cum and my juices trickling down my butt, my sheets are a mess from all the lovemaking among the three of us. But what fun we've had. "Let me lick you, Kristen. Maybe I can get you to cum." Adam's is a proposition I never refuse. Ever since my first time, I have always loved to have a guy down between my legs making me cum. I was thirteen at the time and Bill Michaels had dared me to do oral sex with him. I don't take dares lightly and, that day, I ended up with a mouth full of cum and the most fantastic orgasm of my life. Well, up to that point. Oh, the ones since, many of the best were from oral. Adam: Kristen has all the experience needed to make a man supremely happy in bed. She is a sexual powerhouse who has worked hard at making herself an erotic superstar with a man's cock. I can't even imagine her daughter when Amy is her age. All I know is that they have made me supremely happy. I love being between Kristen's legs, her love box is so sensitive, every lick, every suck, every kiss I know sends waves of pleasure through her. I could live between her legs. Sucking her clit, I slide two fingers into her yearning labia and feel around inside her lovely pussy. "Mmm. Mmm. Oh, Adam, that's nice. Oh, right there. Right there. OH, OH, UHHH, UHHH, uhh, uhh, oh, oh. Oh, Adam, don't stop, honey, don't stop." God, I love giving this woman orgasms. She really has strong orgasms and lets you know that you have pleased her enormously. I love that. "Come here, Adam, hug me, baby." I move up and Kristen wraps her arms around me and we hold each other in a fog of sensuousness. I feel Amy crawl next to me with her front pressed to my back. It feels wonderful being sandwiched between these two lovers of mine. We must have fallen asleep for a while because it was about ten fifteen when I felt Kristen get up to use the bathroom. Amy snuggled closer and rubbed her hand on my semi-hard cock. "Mmm, you're soft, Adam. Want a little suck?" "Amy, hon, I was asleep, it gets soft sometimes when I'm asleep." "Oh, Adam, not when I'm around. I love playing with your cock." As wonderful as Kristen is, I simply am overwhelmed at the budding sexuality of her daughter. She is a sex kitten growing into a sex tigress. Oh, I love them both. "Can I see if I can get you hard? Pretty please?" How can I turn down this offer. She disappears under the sheet and begins to suck my hardening cock. Kristen, in the meantime, comes back to bed and says, "My god, Amy, let the poor guy get some rest," to which I reply, "This guy is getting hard again. Anyway, it feels good." "I forget how you young guys are, Adam, sorry." Kristen says she's going to sleep as we all have a busy morning in bed tomorrow and that she wants to be fresh to enjoy each other on my last day. Amy climbs up from under the covers and we hug and play with each other for a while and doze off ourselves. Amy: It's so nice to drift off to sleep next to Adam, all nice and naked. The last thing remember is holding his cock and rubbing the tip with my thumb. Sometime in the middle of the night, I hazily feel one of my nipples being sucked and feel Adam's breath on my breast. "Mmm, that's nice," I whisper. "Nice way to wake up." "I want to fuck you, Amy." "Let's get on the floor so we don't wake Mom, okay." "Put your pillow under your butt so I can get in you really deep. Sound good?" So, we have a very nice, but quiet, little screw on the floor right under my sleeping mom. It takes about fifteen minutes until Adam cums and I lock my legs around him holding his cock deep inside. "Can you cum, too, Amy?" "It's okay. It was nice just like this. Don't worry." "I'll lick you then." And sweet Adam gets between my legs and begins making me a very happy girl. I still didn't cum but I am so very happy when we get back into bed that I drift off to sleep and don't wake up again until almost eight-thirty. Mom is already up and Adam has a leg thrown over my hip, so I have to sneak out from under him to go pee. When I come out of the bathroom, he is there waiting to use it after me. I can't believe he has an erection. Mom and I'll take care of that after breakfast. Mom is making scrambled eggs and toast as Adam come in and sit down. As we have been for a day and a half, we are each naked except for Mom who is wearing an apron. Her butt looks pretty peeking out from the apron strings. "Sit here, Adam. I'll play with that if you like," as I take hold of his half-hard cock. "Oh, Amy, you can play with me anytime." "Okay, you two, time to eat. The food, that is. You teenagers can't keep your hands off each other, can you?" "Oh, Mom, you just want to play with Adam yourself, right?" "Well, I can eat one-handed." So, Mom begins to rub Adam's cock as we eat. Adam seems happy and I had a middle-of-the-night fuck that I can still feel a little bit. After we clean up the kitchen, it is back upstairs for brushing teeth and a nice, soapy threesome shower, Mom and I taking turns on our favorite part of Adam. All, clean and dry, we fall into bed together. Mom starts sucking Adam, I love watching her, she really knows what she's doing. And, Adam really does seem hard. Maybe he took another of those pills Mom gave him. Hope so, it's more for me. She gets up over him and I watch Adam's cock slowly slide into my mother's wet pussy. If that sounds weirdly erotic, it was. And we both seem to be very wet women. Drippy pussies that just need to be licked dry as often as possible. As soon as Mom is in place, I think I'll get up over Adam and give him a face full of my little pussy to lick on. As I swing my leg up over Adam's head, he says, "Oh, pretty," as I lower down and feel his tongue trace an outline of my labia. A shiver of pleasure goes through me as my mom rocks up and down just behind me. I couldn't help but think about how odd it seems that I've been fucking a boy as my mother watches and that she has sex with him at the same time. Well, it is fun and exciting. I look down at Adam as I sweep my pussy across his face. He looks happy and I know I is happy. And my mom sounds happy rocking away behind me. The three of us all have orgasms within about two minutes of each other. After, we all collapse in a pile of naked arms and legs. Adam finds my pussy with a finger as I widen to let him in. Mom leans over Adam and whispers, "Happy, Adam?" "Oh, I never thought for a minute that I'd be this happy, ever. I love you both. You two have given me so much, so much of yourselves. I love you." We all hug in a naked and happy heap and slowly doze off in a lazy cuddle. Chapter 13 Kristen: As I wake up, I can see Amy up over Adam sucking his cock as he licks her pussy. What a nice way to wake up with all this lust and loving going on around me. I know my daughter is happy. Unfortunately, we have to take Adam to the airport later this afternoon and then return home to a male-less household. As I watch them, Adam wrenches and cums into Amy's mouth as a bit runs down her chin. Ah, it's happened to me many a time. She starts bucking against Adam and I can see her close her eyes and clench her teeth as she orgasms from Adam's tongue. We lay there for a few minutes, then get up for lunch. Adam asks for another one of my blue pills that I keep for when things go soft and Amy and I take turns groping him under the table. As we are putting our plates and glasses away, Amy says, "Look, Mom, Adam's hard again," and, sure enough, his pretty cock is standing ready to greet us for our final hours of fun. "Wow, this stuff works, even on teenagers. I can't believe it, I'm hard as a rock. Well, I need to properly thank my hostess for everything she has given me while I stayed here. I've enjoyed every minute." So, we go back to my room and Adam says, "Kristen, I want to make love to you the way we did the first time." So, I lay down, spread my legs apart and he enters me deeply. I can tell he was very hard, rock hard, oh, it feels good. Amy is kneeling behind him with her arms around him rubbing his chest, pinching his nipples and running one hand up under him. I am getting what is known as a 'hard fuck' as Adam thrusts in and out taking very long and deep strokes. Each time he pulls up, he almost comes out, then plunges in as hard as he can. God, am I getting fucked. And, even though I'm a bit sore, am I loving it. "Push all the way in and hold it there, Adam." Mmm, oh, he's really deep. I clench my pelvic muscles and ask him, "Just move in and out a little, just back and forth. Mmm, that's good, just like that. Feel good?" "Oh, does it, you are wonderful. Oh." Watching Amy's hands caressing Adam's body adds something to the eroticism of our lovemaking. I guess Amy is well-schooled in sex by now, she's had a lot and she's watched her mother do it all kinds of ways. Family fun, I think with a smile on my face. Adam's hard and swollen cock is giving me the familiar 'I'm about ready to cum' feelings as he continues to take slow, short movements deep inside me. Oh, I love it this way. Deep and slow. "Oh, Adam, I'm near, just keep, ooh, ooh, UNGHH, UNGHH, uh, uh, oh, Adam, oh, Adam. Mmm." No sooner than I cum, Adam begins speeding up and "Oh, god, oh, Kristen, your pussy is so...unh, unh, unh, oh, soo good," and slowly collapses forward on me pushing as deep as he can go. "Oh, Adam, thank you, that was so good. You are so good. I love you." "Oh, I love you too, and I love Amy, too. This is so great. I love you both. So much." "We're going to miss you, Adam, a lot. I want you and Amy to have some time alone before we have to get ready. About an hour, okay. I hope you two enjoy each other." And I get up, grab a robe and leave the room with cum running down my legs. When I get downstairs, I wipe it all off and lick my fingers. It may be the last cum I taste for a while. Adam: I lay on Kristen's bed with Amy sitting next to me playing with what has become her favorite thing when she says, "Can I suck you and see how hard you get, see if you're ready, yet?" "Oh, Amy, you don't need to ask." So, Amy takes my just-beginning-to-recover cock in her pretty, little mouth and begins to suck life back into me. Oh, does this feel good. "Mmm, you're pretty hard again, Adam. I want to get on top, this may be our last time for a while and I want to give you something to remember me by." So, Amy gets over me and squats down on my revived member and I watch as she descends slowly taking me deep inside. She is so nice and tight inside and when she goes up and down on me, it sends waves of pleasure all across me. Oh, am I going to miss Amy. I close my eyes as she pumps up and down. Again, she's using her muscles to simply suction the cum out of me. It is the most incredible feeling, only surpassed by her mother who, I think has taught her daughter almost everything she knows. And does she know how to fuck. "Oh, mmm, Adam, you're really hard, that feels so good. Um, mmm, mmm." I love Amy up on top of me so I can rub her pretty breasts and her little clit which I do as she rocks me to heaven. "Oh, Adam, that's so good, oh, Adam, I...UNGH, UNGH, oh, god, that's so good, I love fucking you, oh, Adam. Mmm. Thank you Adam, that was wonderful." She's grinding down on me and twisting her hips as I am driven to her depths. It feels like I am being massaged on the tip of my cock and that's all I needed. "Oh, god, Amy, Uuuh, UUH, UUH, oh, yeah, oh yeah, mmm. Oh, Amy, that was fantastic." And she falls forward and we kiss for a long time. It feels so nice to still be inside her and we kiss more and more. "Adam, I love you and will never forget all the love we've had together." "Mmm, I love you, too, Amy. I'm so lucky to have been with you like this. Oh, I do love you. You are so sweet and wonderful." We kiss a bit longer as the tip of my cock remains in the warm and welcome spot between Amy's legs. There's a knock on the door and Kristen tells us that we had better be finishing what we were doing because we need to get dressed and all. "Yeah, we better get going. I'm gonna miss you Amy. We'll email and IM each other, okay? I'll send you some dirty emails. That'll be fun, huh?" "Are you going to copy in my mom?" she snickered. "Nah, I may send her some of her own." "Ha, she'd like that, for sure." Amy: Oh, am I going to miss my first lover. This has been so wonderful. And the last day and a half has been a really wild experience. Adam and my mom and I all naked together in a wonderful love session. What other fifteen-year old girl is going to have that experience? But now it's time to take him to the airport. Oh, I hate this part, I've known it would come all along and as we became more and more intimate with each other, I knew our parting would be difficult. But, there's nothing, really, to be done about it. So, we load up Adam's suitcase (I snuck a pair of my favorite panties into a little pocket on the inside, unwashed.) and drive to the airport and park. We know we can't check through with him or wait behind the security area, so we make our goodbyes in the ticket area. Mom takes Adam aside and they kiss and talk for about five minutes. I just hope no one realizes that she and Adam are aunt and nephew; they sure aren't kissing like that. Then, Adam comes over to me. We hug and kiss and tell each other that we love each other and that we can't wait until we can be together again. Sadly, the flight is announced for boarding and we must let Adam go. As Mom and I are driving home, my phone rings and I look at the picture being sent; a nice, clear image of my favorite part of Adam.

Some time has passed. Katia’s away for work as usual. I have been fantasizing about Nadine ever since I watched her masturbate. I am undeniably obsessed with her. Some nights I can’t sleep properly. I keep thinking about her, her stunning beauty. How she’s making such an effort to seduce me. My desire for her is growing. I can’t hold back much longer. I’m really hopeless around her. My longing for her is so strong, that I can’t resist but to up my game as well. I’m not the innocent stepfather who is being seduced by her. I know the reality. I’m letting this happen. Because I like it. I love it! The pleasure is so intense, so heavenly! And she knows that I’m letting it happen. I’m feeling the adrenaline rushing through my body as I’m putting on my long johns. I got them for a skiing holiday. There’s a reason why I’m putting those on tonight and not my trackpants. The long johns are like leggings, a bit looser, but one feature sets them apart from my trackpants. There’s a slit at the front. Its purpose is to pull your dick through the slit so that you can pee without pulling the pants down. It is handy when you’re in your full skiing gear. I’m slightly shivering. The adrenaline is pumping. What am I doing? My doubts are pushed away by excitement, by desire, by lust for Nadine. It’s bad. But I don’t want to resist it. I’m sitting on the sofa just wearing a shirt and my long johns, covered by the large blanket. It’s a chilly night. Streaming another episode of the new series on TV. When I’m hearing steps from above I’m almost bursting with excitement. I’m adjusting my dick so that it is under the slit. The slit is barely open exposing a narrow strip of the skin along my shaft. My tip is well covered by the fabric. Nadine’s walking down the stairs. “Hey” she says. “Hey Nadine.” “Mind if I join you?” “Sure.” She’s wearing her nightdress as usual. I’m lifting up the blanket to invite her in. She’s taking a short look at my leggings. Did she see the slit? The strip of skin of my shaft must stand out. Skin color against the white leggings. She’s sitting next to me now. Under the blanket with me. Nothing happens for some time. She’s shivering slightly. “Do you mind if we cuddle, just a little? So cold tonight!” she asks. There she goes! “Sure.” I’m lifting the blanket. Before I know what’s happening she has planted herself on my lap, sideways, one arm around me, head resting on my chest. My heart starts racing. But this is exactly what I wanted. This is it. I’m trying to breathe as normally as possible but it is difficult. I can feel her soft breasts pressing against me. Her butt cheeks on my thighs and – finally! The softness of her pussy against the shaft of my dick. Nothing in between. She’s not wearing any underwear. It’s her skin against my skin. I am so happy I’m wearing these leggings with the slit. I’m feeling guilty. But it’s worth it. I’m swelling up to full hardness. My shaft is throbbing against her pussy. A few moments pass. I’m feeling her wetness on my skin. She’s moving slightly on my lap. I’m feeling so much pleasure from every of her tiniest movements. She’s taking a pack of lozenges out of a small pocket in her nightdress. It’s those small lozenges which you chew on and they melt in a few seconds. She’s taking one in her mouth and is turning her head around towards mine. I’m shocked. I can’t help but contracting the muscles of my dick, pushing against the slit of my pants. The slit is opening a bit. More skin of my shaft is now touching her wet pussy. I’m so hard! I can’t take it any longer! What is she up to now? I’m half panicking. “What’s your favourite flavour? This is mint.” she says as she’s moving her lips closer to mine. Her lips are gently parted. Full lips. White teeth. She’s so beautiful. I’m panicking. I’m closing my eyes, anticipating a kiss. But instead she’s just exhaling slowly onto my face. I’m feeling her warm breath on my face. I’m inhaling, slowly, savouring her breath. Breathing her breath. A hint of mint. I’m trying to compose myself. I’m opening my eyes. She’s moved her head back a little. Every little movement of her body! I’m feeling it on my dick. Her butt cheeks, her pussy are massaging my dick. Squeezing my dick. I’m so horny! So hard! “This one’s not bad.” I’m stammering. She’s popping another lozenge. What about this one? Again she’s moving her lips closer to my lips. I’m trying to relax, enjoy the moment. I’m closing my eyes. I’m feeling the warmth of her face radiating onto my face. She must be so close. I’m hearing her exhale, feeling her hot air on my mouth. It’s strawberry flavour. Oh how much I want her! I want to breath her air. I want to – interrupted thoughts. Her lips are brushing against mine. For the shortest moment. I’m shocked and can’t help myself and I’m contracting the muscles of my dick involuntarily. Pushing my shaft out a little further. Through the slit. As she’s moving her head back, I’m also feeling her moving her body. Her pussy pushing down on my dick. I’m close to exploding. “Strawberry is it?” I’m whispering. “Yeah” she’s whispering back. Lust is in our voices. “Not bad either.” I’m suddenly breathing heavily. I haven’t noticed that I have held my breath after the shock of her lips brushing mine. The whole situation is ridiculous. Where’s the subtlety in this? It’s all gone! She’s again reaching for the pack of lozenges and putting another one in her mouth. “What about this one?” To my surprise she is suddenly adjusting her position. She’s been sitting on my lap sideways. Now she’s lifting her pantyless butt off my lap and putting one knee next to one side of my lap, the other knee on the other side of my lap, facing me frontally. She’s straddling me. I’m so shocked by this. As she’s lifting off her butt I’m involuntarily contracting my dick one more time and it’s fully popping out of the slit. Hard as a rock. Throbbing flat against my belly. My dick must be covered in precum. I can’t remember the last time I was this excited. I’m so close to cumming. She’s sitting down on me now. I’m in paradise. Her butt cheeks on my thighs. Her pussy is sitting straight on my shaft. Pressing my shaft against my belly. My tip is free, in front of her pussy. She’s moving her mouth close to mine. I’m closing my eyes again. I’m feeling her exhale. Taking it all in. Peach flavour! As she’s moving her head towards mine she’s shifting her pussy forward, pressing on my shaft, closer to my tip. It’s too much to take! I’m feeling her mouth, her lips brushing against mine and - she’s kissing me now! Pushing the peach lozenge into my mouth with her tongue, kissing me passionately. At the same time she’s adjusting her pussy, moving further forward to the tip of my dick. It’s pushing straight against her wet opening now. She’s putting on more pressure, more pressure. And the moment I’ve been fantasizing about for months is coming true! I’m sliding inside her! I’m feeling her pussy around my dick. I’m losing all self control. I’m grabbing her by the hips, pushing in my dick as far as I can. The pleasure! “Mmmh” she’s moaning. She starts grinding back and forth on my dick, faster and faster. I’m grabbing her butt cheeks from behind helping her with the grind. Pushing her back and forth. Her clit is griding against my body. “Aaahhh!” She’s breathing heavier, moaning. It doesn’t take long and she’s cumming all over my dick twitching, screaming from pleasure. I’m in heaven. I’m putting my hands underneath her butt cheeks lifting her up and thrust my dick in and out of her pussy, faster and faster. No holding back! It doesn’t take long and I’m about to cum. “Can I cum in your mouth?” I can’t belive I have just requested that. Before I finish that thought, she’s wrapped her mouth around the tip of my dick stroking my shaft with one hand. I can’t believe this is happening! I’m about to cum inside her beautiful young mouth. “Run your other finger up and down my shaft, between my balls, push against my asshole.” She’s complying without hesitation. The cheeks of her face look hollow as she has been opening her jaws wide to accommodate my cock. So beautiful! Just a few blissful moments later I’m releasing myself into her mouth. Pumping, contracting. I have finished. She’s pushing her lips together sliding my dick out of her mouth making sure to suck all my cum out. As my dick is out she’s straddling me again on the couch, her face close to my face. She’s swallowing my cum and pushing her full lips against mine. We’re kissing intimately, embracing each other. Her head is resting on my shoulder. Her petite young body pressing against mine. I finally made my dream come true. Fucked her. Fucked the hottest girl I’ve ever met in my entire life. It was bliss. Paradise. I’m savouring the moment. “Peach” I am saying. “Hmm?” she’s replying as if she had forgotten that she asked me before about my favourite flavour of her lozenges. “Peach is my favourite flavour” I’m saying with a grin. “Oh” She replies, smiling back. “My favourite flavour was you, Frank” she replies grinning cockily. “Aww. You’re too sweet darling!” I’m kissing her briefly on her lips and give her a squeeze as we keep cuddling on the couch, underneath the blanket. Copyright Normann Blaze 2022 Please let me know if you like the story and if you'd like me to write more chapters. It will motivate me :) thank you

Another regular day for the family, Justin preparing his back-pack while his younger sister Sabrina had gotten up earlier and was already prepared for the long boring day at school. The worst part to Justin were the male uniforms since they were so strict, blue shirts buttoned up over a short sleeved shirt, and the long sleeves of the overcoats made it feel hot as Hell outside. His sister Sabrina though just had to wear a black mini-skirt with boots that cut off at the knees, and a white short sleeved shirt that showed off a bit of her cleavage, just like the other girls did. He couldn't help the fact that he stared from the corner of his eyes during breakfast every day, the thoughts he had of her were more than impure. He knew if he fucked Sabrina like he wanted to his mother would destroy him in every way she could. But Justin was able to daydream about how he'd push her face down into the cold surface of the kitchen table, lift her skirt, tear her panties off. Then do everything he had wanted to until she was half dead from the relentless fucking. But these were only fantasies that he thought could never happen. “KIDS!” Mom yelled out with a spring in her step, revealing the excitement quite obviously. Of course Sabrina, and Justin waved casually as she continued speaking, “I got the big job finally,” mother squealed happily, “Awesome,” Justin replied flatly, “AMAZING MOM!” Sabrina squealed too, she was full of life just like her mother, and just as easy to dominate Justin hoped anyway. After all he did see his mother bow to fathers will, “I'm leaving today, and I won't be back until Friday,” Oh great, a week with my asshole father, Justin thought sarcastically while Sabrina kept smiling brightly. “Be good,” mom stated as she already had her stuff packed, and in hand, Justin and Sabrina's mother disappeared out of the door before either of them got the chance to say good bye. Father came downstairs then clasped his hands together, “It's goin' to be just us for a week, stay out of my way I'll stay out of your way,” he stated before going back up into his lair. Justin rolled his eyes, “Asshole,” He whispered before he looked over to Sabrina smiling as he stood up. Sabrina followed Justin out of the door to the bus stop, Justin began thinking, Thank God Sabrina is only younger than me by an hour or so at least I'm not extremely disgusting. The bus doors, and the roar of its motor yanked him out of these thoughts, especially when Sabrina started skipping up the steps causing her skirt to lift in the back. Showing a little bit of her panties, and her rear, which is why he always let her get on the bus first, just so he could get a small glimpse of her perfect ass. The best part of Justin's morning when going to school, especially since it made it easier for his daydreams to feel slightly more real. The siblings always sat next to eachother on the bus, Sabrina thought it was Justin being protective when he was staring at her chest from the corner of his eye so he could watch her tits bounce with every bump in the street. Though he never slipped into a daydream since the ride was so short. It didn't take long for the bus to come in front of the school, the brake screeched, and every body had their back-packs picked up, and were piled out of the bus. Justin huffed looking at the school while Sabrina as usual was rushing in to get to her first class. Justin took his sweet time getting to his class though, upon reaching his first class he went to the very desk so he wouldn't be noticed. The class began with the sharp ring of the bell, the English teacher came in, and immediately Justin went into his thoughts ignoring everything else. This was one of his best thoughts about Sabrina in a year, he visualized her bending over the teachers desk naked while looking back at him. She was spreading her pussy open while one of her amazing tits, and nipple was visible while her tongue hung over her bottom lip then soon her liquid that was obviously cum ran down her thighs care if his sister Sabrina would, or wouldn't. Justin needed to taste her pussy. After all, watching his sister for all of these years was agony. He smiled now, they were there, Justin, and Sabrina hopped off of the bus walking home Justin got more excited. His sister was about to see what five years of suppressing desires can do upon entering their home Justin spoke, “Go bathe, I'll make dinner tonight,”his sister nodded with the bright smile she always had. Sabrina had no clue about Justin's perverse intentions, so as she hurried to the bathroom quickly getting the tub full. Justin knew she'd start by lathering up her gorgeous tits first, so he had a little time to prepare his plans for his sister. Steam rose out from the bathroom, Justin smirked lightly as he also knew Sabrina never got fully dressed after a bath. He didn't bother starting dinner. Sabrina wasn't going to have time to eat tonight. When he heard the tub drain he rushed next to the door hiding at the corner of the door. When she opened the door a confused frown came across her face. The second Justin's loving sister Sabrina shut the door Justin grabbed her by the shoulders, and forced her against the wall the only obstacles now were Sabrina's bra,, and panties. He planted one hand on the back of her neck, then he tore off her panties first, then her bra while she was still in shock from her brothers actions. Sabrina heard Justin's pants get unzipped, “Justin, what are you doing, WE'RE BROTHER AND SISTER!” Before she had the chance to make Justin feel guilty at all, he pushed every inch of his cock inside of his sisters pussy, taking her purity away. Blood began running down her thighs while her eyes shut tightly, though she wanted this as well. But she was too ashamed to admit it to anyone Justin made his first thrust into his sister's pussy hard, and deep putting the head of his cock in her womb. Sabrina's eyes rolled back as she gasped in pain and with some pleasure, before she had time to get her composure back. Justin grabbed his sister by the hips, and he forced her to perk her ass back from the wall making it easier for him to thrust into her tight pussy. Justin couldn't believe he was finally getting to do what he wanted to his sister. With one hand he pushed her face against the wall while he began slamming his throbbing length into his sister, making her cum. He knew she was from her heavy panting, and how her pussy gripped his shaft harder. “P....P...Please,” Sabrina pleaded to her brother for him to stop, this made him thrust faster into her then he finally stopped thrusting. Cumming deep inside of her before letting her drop to her knees while cum dripped out of her tight wet pussy. Justin held no regrets about fucking his sister, as she had been a goal of his for years, he watched her slump over to the side until she finally fell onto her side completely. Her legs pushing her pussy together as the river of cum continued running out of her, Justin turned around back to the kitchen, walking casually to the sink taking a cup from the shelf he got a drink. Then he turned around to see that she was still on the ground unable to move from the massive shock that she had just experienced from her brother taking her against her will, even though she wanted to fuck her brother, but not this way. Not being forced into it. Justin walked over to her, looking her up then down again, and he grabbed her by the arm. He dragged her off into her room leaving a long trail of cum behind her as she was dragging along the floor. Then he tossed her down in the center of her room floor, her tits bouncing while she snapped out of her trance speaking, “P...P..Please not again...” Justin watched her start hiding her breasts with her arms, Sabrina was obviously scared at this point in time, but he figured in the morning she'd feel better than right now. He turned around walking out of her room, shutting the door behind him, and quickly he went to the bathroom. And returned to the hall with a rag, he cleaned all of the cum up off of the floor to make sure that their father wouldn't see it when he got home, after cleaning up though he went to his own room. Plopped down into the bed, the night had consumed the day, and rest was important right now for him, and Sabrina. He shut his eyes in pure ecstasy from the fact that he had finally fucked her like he wanted to for so long. Mere hours later however, their father home, and asleep as well, Justin woke to see Sabrina crawling up from the edge of his bed. What was on her back though? Were those wings? “Heeey brother,” Justin tried to sit up quickly but with one flick of her wrist he was pinned down to the bed, “Did you like my pussy Justin? Did ya, did ya?” The only part he could move right now was his head, “What's going on???” He whispered as he watched Sabrina continue up onto his bed revealing she had a tail as well, “Isn't it obvious stupid? You woke my true nature when you fucked me,” she stated as she sat on the edge of the bed with no clothing on, keeping her tits in plain sight. Justin could feel his cock get hard again, he wasn't able to explain it but he wanted to fuck her again anyway. Sabrina leaned over resting on her elbow before she started poking his shaft through his boxers in a teasing manner, “Your cock woke my inner beast,” she said in a dark whisper. She yanked his boxers off revealing his already hard cock, “What are you...” Before he could finish the sentence she wrapped her tits around his cock, then she began to tease his length with her perky nipples, “Oooh brother, you're so sick, let me help you,” Sabrina said in a very teasing tone. Then she took the head of his shaft, and began to lick around it before she pushed the head of his shaft into her mouth, and she began to suck lightly as she began rubbing his length with her tits, drool ran down his cock lubing her breasts up making it easy for her to rub them along the entire length of his cock. Justin was unsure of what was going on at this point, the pleasure itself was overwhelming nearly making his mind go blank as Sabrina began picking up the pace, bouncing her tits on his shaft faster, and sucking the head harder while twirling her tongue around it. Her perky nipples teased his shaft even more with every thrust she made down with her breasts pushed harder together, and as she began feeling his cock start to twitch inside of her mouth she pulled her lips off of Justin's cock, “Oooo brother you're almost cured,” she giggled after saying this. Justin's cock began twitching more violently between her tits while her giggling became darker, and darker. “What's the matter brother? Gonna cum from your sister titty fucking you?” She said even more teasingly as she clasped her breasts tighter on his shaft, rubbing faster than earlier as her brothers cock was nearing shooting its load onto her, and she could tell. Justin was about to explode from this, Sabrina was becoming proud of her work at this point since it was the first time she had ever used her tits in this way, he couldn't hold back any longer as his cock swelled. Then with one big twitch his cum was shot all over her chest, and her face. Sabrina simply licked her lips taking the cum into her mouth while she scooped up the rest of it off of her chest, and licked it off of her fingers, “Mmmm so delicious brother, we've got a ton to do tonight to cure you.” Justin's eyes widened as she railed her mouth around his cock, pushing every inch of it inside of her throat, then she sucked hard pulling the rest of the cum that hadn't shot out into her mouth drinking it down. Then she began to bob her head up then down along his cock, faster, and faster with each passing moment as he could only press the back of his head back against the pillow. The tables had been turned this time, he was the one being taken advantage of by surprise. Every time she took his cock down into her throat she moaned happily as she could taste more pre-cum building up at the tip of his length making the pleasure rise even more quickly, Justin shut his eyes saying to himself, “It's just a dream, it's just a dream,” Sabrina popped his length out of her mouth, but continued to stroke him. Then she spoke, “Keep telling yourself that brother,” she giggled as she began stroking his length faster while his cock began to twitch violently in her grip, he was wondering if this were actually happening or not, all he knew for fact was he was enjoying it so much that he wanted to fuck her without mercy. Sabrina straddled Justin at this point, pushing her pussy down on his shaft rubbing it on the outside of her wet warmth along the entire length of his shaft teasing the head of his cock with her entrance lightly prodding herself with it as she let out teasing moans knowing he couldn't do anything she didn't want him to. She smirked deviously as she continued rubbing against him, her eyes showing that she was consumed with her lust for her brothers cock. Justin couldn't move his hips even making this agony since Sabrina wouldn't stop teasing him, “What's the matter brother, am I making you want my pussy more than earlier?” He bit down on his bottom lip hard, he knew that she was right, Justin was just too prideful to admit it but before he could even begin to respond Sabrina forced the head of his cock into her tight pussy, and she slammed down taking every inch inside of her. She threw her head back in delight moaning lightly as her breasts bounced, “Oh Justin, I'm going to cure you of your hard-on,” Sabrina stated deviously before she began to slam herself down over, and over again on his cock moaning each time as she dug her nails into her brothers chest making him wince slightly. “FUCK MY SUCCUBUS PUSSY!” She yelled out as she began slamming faster on his length making his cock twitch violently with each movement of her hips while she couldn't stop moaning, luckily she had put up a barrier so none outside of the room could hear them. Father however woke, feeling thirsty for alcohol, and so he made his way downstairs taking up the bottle he kept high up where his kids couldn't reach, and finally he popped the cap off taking a long drink from it. The father decided to go check on Justin's room since usually there was a lot of tossing, and turning when Justin went to sleep. But once Father opened the door he saw his daughter taking her brother by force, his eyes became wide as he saw the tail, and wings. Though seeing this was quite arousing, so father merely tugged his pajama bottoms down slightly revealing a hard cock, and he began stroking watching the two of his children fuck. It didn't take long for father to cum though, he aimed it onto the other wall so it wouldn't be obvious he had watched from the hallway. Justin was at his limit though while Sabrina kept ramming down on him, then she slammed every inch down inside of her as she knew he was about to cum already, the head of Justin's cock deep inside of her womb while she screamed with pleasure, then she laid her head onto her brothers chest panting heavily. “Mmm, naughty brother.” She whispered before she rolled off of the top of him, while father rushed back up stairs quietly returning to his room, all the while Justin laid next to his sister. Naked, and no longer hard since she had drained him so quickly. As the night passed on Justin had been passed out rather heavily, while his succubus sister made her way out of his room moving quickly, and quietly so she wouldn't be noticed walking into her room again even though cum was still running down her thighs. And she was back in her room quickly, then the cum quickly disappeared as her body absorbed it feeding her own energy as she then laid in her own bed while her tail, and wings disappeared hiding her nature again. Sabrina then went to her deep sleep, having intense dreams of her brothers long hard throbbing cock. Soon the morning came, and Justin woke with a small set of sweat droplets on his forehead, that was one hell of a dream he had at least he thought it was a dream. He pushed himself out of bed, his body feeling fine at this point but his muscles were aching slightly but he assumed that it was simply from him railing Sabrina yesterday night. Sabrina was already up, and in the kitchen making her breakfast looking full of energy, “I called to let the school know we won't be attending today,” she stated as she smiled to him, Justin was unsure of why she had done that but he shrugged simply due to the opportunity to relax in general. Sabrina looked him in the eyes as a small shimmer ran along her eyes, “So brother do you remember what you did yesterday?” Justin arched a brow, and he nodded slowly as he knew he had taken advantage of her against her will when she had gotten out of the bathroom. Justin looked down at his sister a little more closely, she was wearing only her panties and a short T-shirt, he wasn't sure why she was. Sabrina turned around with a plate in her hand, and she set the plate aside as her eyes scanned her brother that had forgotten to put on any clothes, she certainly noticed that he was naked rather quick, and that he was hard as well. Father came downstairs as well naked as well, passing by Justin as he did the same, looking Sabrina up then down before looking over to Justin, “Hey son, lets have some bonding time for once, ok?” Justin looked oddly surprised that his father had said this, then father walked over close to the area Sabrina was standing in, his cock hard as well, Justin soon figured out what he meant. Father grabbed Sabrina by her hair, and dragged her over to Justin while both of their cocks throbbed, and suddenly Sabrina's tail, and wings came back out to play. Justin came around behind Sabrina, while father came around to the front of her, Justin yanked her panties down while father tore her shirt off completely along with her bra making her tits come to complete view. Justin began to slowly force his cock's head into her pussy while father forced his cock into Sabrina's mouth when she moaned, then they both rammed every bit of their cocks down into her depths. Justin's cock pushing into her womb, while his father pushed his cock down Sabrina's throat, Justin gripped Sabrina by the hips while father gripped a large clump of her hair. In unison the father, and son began railing into Sabrina, putting more force into every thrust as Justin's cock began to throb inside of his sisters pussy, while Sabrina's fathers cock began to swell at the head of his length. They both watched Sabrina taking every inch of their cocks into her, while they smirked together, Sabrina drooled all over fathers cock, and Justin's cock became coated in Sabrina's cum. They began thrusting harder into her, making her tits bounce faster with every movement, Sabrina was cumming over, and over again as she was raped by her brother, and father at the same time. Her tail shot out a load of semen onto the counter off to the side of the three of them, Justin began gripping her tail now stroking it as she moaned on fathers cock making more sensation rise through out her mouth along her fathers cock. The faster Justin stroked his sisters tail the faster it shot semen out onto the counter off to the side, and eventually his father couldn't handle the never ending moans that shot pleasure throughout every inch of his cock, and he released a load of cum in her mouth. Justin hadn't even finished yet, so they both kept going still, making her fathers cum spill out of the corners of her mouth, as Justin stroked her tail faster. Her pussy clamped down around Justin's hard cock, 'Wow, I never thought Sabrina was this perverted,' Justin thought to himself as pre-cum began to leak from the tip of his cock. His fathers length still sensitive from cumming earlier caused him to shoot out another large load of cum into Sabrina's throat forcing her to swallow it while semen seemed to pour endlessly from her tail, Sabrina even seemed to be choking when really she was growling with pleasure. Justin eventually began slamming harder into her while his cock twitched deep inside of Sabrina, making sure that she took every bit of his cock into her, the head of his cock pushing up into her womb while Justin looked up to his father grinning, his father returning the same grin. Then finally Justin released a gigantic load of cum inside of her while she released a huge load of semen from her tail, and a gigantic load of cum from her pussy at the same time. And finally father slid his cock out of Sabrina's mouth as Justin slid his cock out of her pussy, releasing her hips and her hair. She bent over the table holding onto the edges weakly as she laid on it with a smile of pure pleasure, and cum leaked out from both of the holes that she had been fucked in without mercy. Her semen from her tail was shot all over the ceiling, counters, and even the table. Both Justin, and his father returned to their rooms leaving Sabrina in a puddle of cum, getting dressed in their rooms without even helping Sabrina get a fresh set of clothing. Sabrina stayed laying there for a moment, Justin was on his way into the living room where he soon sat down on the couch after putting on some clothes, then he was amazed at the fact he had a bulge in his pants yet again as if it were some instinct telling him to be ready. Sabrina walked out still naked, and still in her true form, with every step though her tits bounced. Justin looked over to his sister, she licked her lips but some how the cum she had taken inside of her pussy, and mouth had disappeared as if it was absorbed into her body through her skin, mouth, and pussy showing no trace of cum ever being on her what so ever. Her tail was waving about as she smirked looking at Justin sitting on the couch, “Did you think once was going to feed me for the morning?” She stated in a harsh tone before she walked over to her brother, Justin's jaw dropped wondering how she wasn't exhausted to the maximum extent while she suddenly straddled his lap before he could respond to her question, then she wrapped her tail around his neck looking him in the eyes. “I called us in sick so I could be fucked, you better make it happen,” her tone was ominous showing that she meant business, her tail tightened its grip on Justin's neck causing him to feel a slight choking feeling before she unzipped his pants, and tore them down along with his boxers. Her tail tightened more as her wings tucked behind her back, “I bet you thought you were going to watch some T.V. Didn't ya?” She stated before she began pushing the head of her brothers cock inside of her tight pussy, how she had become this tight again this quickly was something he didn't know possible, he thought he had stretched her only minutes ago. She let out a loud moan knowing she could now then she pushed every inch of her brothers cock inside of her slowly so she could feel every detail of his hard length entering her while she pushed her beautiful tits up into his face, the tip of her tail began to twitch lightly as she did this. Justin gasped at this sudden aggressive behavior about fucking, and that very second he did she forced one of her nipples into his mouth, “SUCK IT! SUCK IT NOW!” She demanded as she slammed down onto his cock moaning louder than earlier, the tip of her tail began swelling up as she began to run her hips around in a slow circular motion at first. Then she forced Justin to suck her nipple by using her tail to push his face deeper into her breast, and she used one of her binding spells to force Justin to massage her other breast as she began to bounce on his cock. A loud slapping sound coming forward as her tail pointed directly at her own face, she shot her own cum onto her face, while she smiled with her mouth open letting some of her own semen fly into her mouth. She began forcing Justin to squeeze her breast slightly harder, and suck on her nipple even more as her tail tightened more around his neck showing that if he didn't do what she demanded of him she was going to choke him until he does. His sister was amazingly horny, he never thought fucking her yesterday was going to have such amazingly delicious consequences. The next few days went by quickly, cream pie, after cream pie. Squirt after, squirt from his sister sisters tight pussy. Hell Justin even noticed that his sister was getting more kinky by the day, especially when she asks for new things like being tied to the bed so father, and Justin could fuck her at the same in more than one way. Sabrina even demanded that her tits get fucked while she was pounded relentlessly in her tight pussy, sometimes she even asked for her pussy to be stuffed by both her brother, and fathers cock at the same time, a lot of cum filled her pussy every time, and every time she eventually became horny a few minutes later. It was getting hard to keep up, at times Justin was feeling drained of cum, but some how he always had more left just for his sister. It was no surprise though since he had waited years to fuck her this much, and her amazingly tight pussy was never tiring. She even asked to have her hands tied to her ankles so her face was pushed up against the ground, and her ass was forced to be perked up, and reveal her pussy to her brother more. The fact that her thighs were pushed together made her even tighter, making Justin have to force his way into her pussy more than before, it was so incredibly tight inside of her it sometimes felt like she was about to force his cock out of her pussy. But he just kept thrusting into her while father stood above her jerking off, and when father came he made sure he got it straight on her face, but Justin never stopped thrusting. Even after cumming, making the cum push deeper inside of her pussy while he did this it made the cum stir around inside of her, and even spill out around the sides of his cock while the cum dripped down her thighs it was an amazing sight to witness his sister so cum hungry. Sabrina just kept calling Justin in sick, and herself so she could have as much cum as she wanted. Though eventually the two were forced to go to school on Thursday, and so when they returned to school Sabrina, and Justin were looking as grand as ever. Justin was even paying more attention in class but he still thought of the amazing days he had with his sister during the week, he was hoping that some time soon he'd be able to fuck her in a school bathroom since it'd be the kinkiest thing they'd do for some time. However Sabrina couldn't stop shifting her legs back, and forth while her pussy kept on sending a hunger running throughout her body, making a wet spot appear in her underwear. It was well hidden by her skirt, but it was much more difficult for her to hide the lust in her eyes. Soon enough the teacher with gigantic breasts walked into the History classroom, this struck Sabrina more making her fight the urges more as her body began to wish it could to take in the delectable pleasure of fucking the teacher. Her tits were bouncing so perfectly, Sabrina's eyes were planted on them hard, Sabrina couldn't focus on anything else. She raised her hand quickly, once the teacher called on her, “Yes Sabrina?” Sabrina stood up from her chair, responding, “I need to use the bathroom Ma'am,” the huge breasted teacher tilted her head slightly before nodding, and waving her hand. “Go ahead,” Sabrina smiled with delight before she walked out of the classroom at a quick pace, the second she got out into the hall way she ran straight to the girls bathroom, then she went into one of the stalls. She quickly moved her panties off to the side, then she saw the juices surrounding her cute pink pussy, and without any hesitation she began slamming her fingers inside of herself. Not caring if anyone were in there to hear her moaning loud, her clit swelled with pleasure as she lifted her legs up from the ground, and she began rubbing her clit while she kept slamming her self with her fingers. Soon shutting her cum off onto the stall door, and the lock, it wasn't enough for Sabrina. But she heard another set of girls coming into the bathroom which only made her smirk, she pushed another finger inside of herself, then with no hesitation Sabrina began ramming her pussy inside of herself while rubbing her clit again. And once she was about to cum, this time she kicked the door open, and launched the cum out onto the girls that were looking at her, the girls were so surprised they were stunned, only two of them were there. And they seemed like easy targets to Sabrina, so she let her wings sprout out while she launched herself off of the area, using a binding spell on one while she took the other by the wrists. Her tail came out now, holding the female students wrists up above her head still while another spell was cast, making sure that they couldn't be heard. The student bound by magic screamed, “WHAT IS GOING ON!” While the other began whimpering, Sabrina simply looked at the other student smirking her tail tore off both of the girls. Revealing their bare bodies, their tits still bouncing from the swift actions, both of the students had large tits. Not as big as the teachers, but they would have to do for now. Sabrina sprouted two more tails now, both of the new tails began to tease the students nipples, the girls began to blush as Sabrina smiled deviously. The two girls shut their eyes as the newly formed tails wrapped around each of their breasts, squeezing them as Sabrina spoke, “You should feel honored, after all you'll be the first girls I fucked,” the girls looked away from her as the tails slowly ran down their bodies until each of the tails touched their clits. “Look, you're already wet,” Sabrina stated as she began to run her tongue up one of the females necks. “S...S...Stop,” the girl whispered before Sabrina pushed one of the tails straight up inside of her pussy, pressing the tip of the tail inside of the girls womb, while the other tail forced its way into the girls mouth that had been bound by a spell that kept her in place. The student that had her pussy filled by Sabrina's tail could only gasp, while the one having the tail forced into her mouth could only whimper with a tear in her eye as the tails began thrusting into the both of them. Sabrina's first tail slid itself deep inside of Sabrina's pussy as she moaned in unison with the girl that had her pussy filled with her tail, the two tails began to slam into the two of their pussy's while Sabrina's grip began tightening on the student's wrist pinning her harder down. While the whimpering girl began to cry slightly, then without warning the tail in the girls mouth slid out then rammed itself deep inside of her as well. The three tails working harder, and deeper on each of them making all of their tits bounce while Sabrina pushed her nipples against the girl she had held down by the wrists, making their nipples massage each other. Making the girl being violated moan louder, while Sabrina began to enjoy herself more, and more with every passing second. Sabrina began thrusting her tail harder into herself, while she finally felt her orgasm rising, the two students screamed in protest as they felt the tails swelling up inside of them, the head of each tail pushing harder into their wombs. Twitching hard. Both of the girls moaned in protest, and pleasure at the same time while Sabrina spoke, “What are you whining about? I'm going to be releasing my own cum inside of myself, and you are honored by getting filled by Me.” The two students began to tear up, crying slightly, but unable to whimper any more. Finally Sabrina released in the two students, and herself, causing the girls to leak cum out of their pussies heavily, and her own pussy even leaked cum. Both of the girls were in shock from Sabrina taking advantage of them, once both of the girls were released from Sabrina's iron binding, they fell down into the puddles of cum right next to each other, their cheeks becoming coated with Sabrina's cum. And the two tails that had been fucking their poor defenseless pussies disappeared, as did the main tail that Sabrina had used to fuck herself with. “See you later sluts,” she said in a sarcastic tone since she really had no intentions of letting them remember the experience, so with a flick of her wrist she wiped the girls memories. But she left them in the puddles of cum, their bodies still paralyzed, and Sabrina knelt down next to them. “Girls, are you ok?” She asked as if she were genuinely concerned, the two students snapped out of their trance at the same time, “What happened?” Sabrina rubbed the back of her head slowly as she responded, “Well your boyfriends followed you then took you by force, I hid in a stall so I wouldn't be raped,” Sabrina whimpered lightly after saying this, her perfect acting convincing the two girls that they had boyfriends in the first place, and that it was their boyfriends that left them in the puddles of cum that coated their pussies, and faces. Sabrina stood up straight, then she dusted off her skirt before she began hopping, and skipping away from the girls that just kept their faces placed in the pool of cum. Seemed like they couldn't get up after Sabrina had gotten a hold of them. But Sabrina's next target was her teacher, she was even hoping to get her brother in on the brutal fucking she was going to give her pussy, after all Sabrina was one of the most trusted students in the school. Once Sabrina made it back to class the History teacher turned to her as she did her gigantic tits bounced, “Took you a while Sabrina, everything ok?” she asked her, Sabrina nodded as she responded, “Felt a little sick is all,” she stated in a calm tone, she was satisfied for now, but she knew it wouldn't take long for her to want more, Sabrina was thanking God that History class was the last class of the day for her, and her brother always got out of class at the same time she did. So it wasn't going to be hard for her to get him to show up to this little party she had planned for the teacher. The bell rang loud, and Sabrina quickly skipped up to the teacher, “Hey I need some help studying, would you mind?” Sabrina asked, the Teacher responded quickly, “Oh I wouldn't mind at all, it's good that you took an interest in history,” Sabrina smiled brightly as the halls cleared, but her brother came up to the door, once the halls were completely cleared except for her brother. She looked up at the Teacher, and her gigantic tits before she looked the Teacher in the eyes, sending the aura of lust into her making the Teacher wave for Justin to come in. So he did, and the Teacher spoke, “Close the door behind you,” Justin nodded doing so, then without warning the teacher pushed her long skirt down. Revealing her panties while she kicked her skirt off to the side, then she unbuttoned her white shirt, and pulled it off completely leaving herself in her bra for only seconds. She yanked the bra off quickly revealing her perked up nipples, and she tore her panties off without hesitating leaving the Teacher completely bare. All the while Sabrina simply took her clothing off casually making sure not to do any damage to them what so ever as she looked over to her brother with a large grin, Justin couldn't believe his eyes, the Teacher soon bent over the desk revealing her cute pink little pussy to the both of them. Her nipples pressed hard against the paper work making them slide forward slightly before Sabrina was completely nude as well, “What are you waiting for brother?” Sabrina asked, and Justin snapped out of the small trance he was in, then he got naked as well, only revealing his bottom half. He was already hard as a rock. Sabrina sprouted her tail then she walked up behind the teacher while she brought her tail around her waist, “I get the teachers pussy first, you can fuck me while I fuck her,” Sabrina stated, then she gripped the teachers hips tightly digging her nails in as she forced her tail inside of her Teachers tight pussy. As Sabrina let out a soft gasp she looked over to Justin as she whispered, “Better fuck me now Justin,” he smiled enjoying the fact that his sister had taken up another new kink, so he came up behind Sabrina, and took her by the hips as well before he forced every inch of his cock inside of her. Causing Sabrina to thrust her tail hard into the Teacher, the Teacher moaned hard while Justin began thrusting, and Sabrina couldn't help but thrust her tail into the Teacher harder as Justin began picking up speed. Which forced Sabrina to pick up speed as well, the Teacher already beginning to cum all over Sabrina's tail making it easier for her to slam her tail into the Teacher, while Justin simply picked up more force making sure the head of his cock pushed deep as he could fit it. Sabrina grabbed a handful of the Teachers hair, pulling her head up so her breasts perked off of the desk a little, then she grabbed one of the Teachers breasts, and began to massage deeply. Making the Teacher squirt harder all over Sabrina's tail while Sabrina was nearly about to release her cum out of her tail inside of the Teacher making Sabrina's pussy tighten around Justin's shaft allowing her to feel every detail of his cock as his length began to swell inside of her. The tail that Sabrina was using to fuck the teacher began to swell up as well, she did her best to hold back the cum that was building up in her tail from shooting out into the Teacher that seemed to just get tighter, and tighter with every thrust. Eventually though Sabrina released a bigger load inside of the Teacher than she had the two students she had taken advantage of earlier, but Sabrina couldn't take her tail out of the Teacher since Justin simply pushed her face down hard against the Teachers back, while he kept thrusting while pre-cum built up at the tip of his cock. This only made the Teachers huge tits bounce more furiously against the paperwork sending the stapler to the floor with a loud clank, while Justin couldn't help but smirk before he pushed the head of his cock all the way into Sabrina's womb, releasing his giant load inside of her while the head of his cock continued to pulse inside of her tight pussy. Sabrina couldn't move at this point, she kept her face on the back of the Teacher, as Justin thrusted two more times to make sure her pussy was full, while Sabrina did the same to the Teacher both of them moaning at the same time, drool ran down the Teachers mouth, and onto her humongous tits. As Justin slid his cock out of his sister, she did the same to the Teacher, the second both of the siblings were dressed, and the Teacher was as well, Sabrina released the Teacher from the spell of Lust she had put her under, and once she was free of it. False memories were placed inside of her head, making her think that she had helped Sabrina study. “Buh bye, thanks for the help,” Sabrina said cheerfully as the two siblings departed from the area quickly, “How did you do that Sabrina?” She turned her head to Justin with a smirk she responded, “Oh I'm finding a lot of new magic I can use,” Justin arched a brow as they got on the bus home, and once they got home. They went inside, only to find that Sabrina wanted more already, sooner than she usually wanted after the other times. “DAD! WE'RE HOME!” Justin yelled out, and immediately father came downstairs in his boxers with a massive erection knowing that there was fun to come. Sabrina looked down at her fathers cock with a big smirk, while Justin let out a sigh as she tore off Justin's clothes with no effort at all, like she had all of a sudden gotten super human strength. Sabrina looked her brother up then down, then she looked at her father who took his boxers off quickly to evade having them ripped off, then she took off her clothes quickly as well. “C'mon boys, feed me,” Sabrina whined as Justin had already gotten hard again, while father was smiling brightly. Sabrina stood there spreading her legs wide as she spoke again, “This time both of you put your dicks in my pussy at the same time,” father, and Justin couldn't believe what she had just said, but if it fed her enough to keep her from demanding more later Justin was happy to. Justin walked up behind his sister, then he pulled her legs up from underneath her keeping her thighs spread wide before he forced his own cock inside of his sister. Then father came up, and forced himself inside of her as well, Sabrina gasped loud while moaning as well feeling like she might get torn in half but it felt so good for her as well. Justin began bouncing her up then down on both of their cocks, father looking Sabrina dead in the eye while he thought higher of his daughter at this point with the amount of cock she could take. While Justin couldn't believe how hungry Sabrina got during the day. Though only a few minutes into the little session they were having, mother walked into the house, and since Sabrina was moaning so much louder than usual they never heard her coming. And once mother made it only a few steps into the house, and looked into the kitchen to find the disturbing sight of her daughter, son, and husband fucking Sabrina. Her eyes wide in shock, once she dropped her purse on the floor though, both father, and Justin pulled their dicks out of Sabrina before setting her down on her feet. Sabrina began to pout once she took notice of her mother there now, home early from her trip, she flicked her wrist making her pin down on the floor on her hands and knees, while her mothers clothes tore off on their own. “Hiii mommy, you're in time for FUN!” Sabrina yelled out in a cute tone. Mothers eyes only teared up at the statement taking note that she was completely naked in front of her son, daughter, but she didn't mind her husband seeing her bare since he had already several times. “Sabrina.... What happened to you?” Sabrina walked over to her mother, knelt down in front of her, looking her in the eyes with the same spell she used on the Teacher. She sent her mother into a wild lustful trance, “Mommy is going to play with us too now,” Justin's eyes got a little wide, while Father began to smile brightly. After all, father thought this was especially kinky. “Justin, you should take a taste of your mothers pussy, it's good, So should you Sabrina,” father stated calmly. Sabrina sprouted her tail that had grown thicker than it had been, holding even more definition to it even, Justin was already hard, and he had already fucked his sister so he figured why not. Sabrina spoke up, “I get to taste her pussy first,” Sabrina skipped up behind her mother before ramming her tail inside of her mother, then she began to rub her own clit as her tail began to ram into her mothers tight pussy. Then father made mother give him a handjob while Justin went to the front of his mother, and he forced his cock down into her throat, with Sabrina's thrusts into her it made their mother suck his cock while Sabrina made her stroke fathers cock. “Mother is so tight Justin, Daddy why didn't you share before?” Justin began thrusting into his mothers throat at this point making mother bounce back harder against Sabrina's tail sending greater waves of pleasure throughout her tail, and into her pussy while mother moaned wildly. Father being stroked the way he was right this second made his cock pulse in her hand, especially since his son was fucking his mothers mouth, and his daughter was ramming her pussy. “I didn't know you were going to have a tail, and be sex hungry,” father stated in a matter of fact tone while Justin's cock began pulsing inside of his mothers mouth, while Sabrina's tail swelled up inside of mother, the head of her tail pressing up into her womb hard with every thrust the two siblings made inside of their mothers two holes. Father was enjoying the handjob as well as his cock began pulsing in his wife's hand. Sabrina for some odd reason released a load of cum inside of her mother while she sent a spray of cum from her pussy, like she wanted this from the beginning. Father was about to cum, so he shoved Sabrina out of the way, and forced his cock all the way inside of mother, then he began thrusting into her until he came filling her pussy up more with semen. Then Justin pushed every bit of his cock deep into his mothers throat, shooting a large load of cum in the depths of her throat causing cum to spill out of her nose and the cum dripped down onto mothers upper lips, and she licked it up as she was still under the spell. Then Sabrina, Justin, and father quickly got dressed. Mother was still laying down with her ass perked up and her clothing torn up, laying there with cum leaking out of her nose, and the corner of her mouth. And out of her pussy onto the ground, while every one was dressed in casual wear, Sabrina forced released the binding spell, then the Lust spell. All three of them ran up to mother, acting concerned, “Hunny are you ok?” Father asked, while Justin and Sabrina watched their mother still in shock while she slowly nodded. “Hunny you were raped, by four men,” father stated as Justin, and Sabrina watched with worried looks on their faces, “I was....?” Mother asked before all three of them nodded yes.

Her giggles slowly turned into moans as she continued to trace little circles on her clit. I felt the cool air against my dick, sending shivers down my spine making my cock twitch. She brought her hand back to her nipples and let out a squeak of joy. That little squeal of joy just shook me to my core. I couldn’t stand it! Throwing my head back into my pillow with my eyes shut so hard that a crowbar would have a hard time opening them, pulling at my restraints as hard as I could but to no effect. I was trapped; I screamed again and only muffled noises made it passed the sock. I felt something wet and warm move up my shaft. My eyes shot open seeing her middle and index fingers cover in her pussy juice slide up and back down my shaft before retreating back to her mouth, tasting her juices and technically me on her fingers. She pulled her fingers out of her mouth and returned back into her pussy. Slowly thrusting back and forth in and out of her, and she pulled them out. Thinking see was going to do the same thing I just turned my head to the side and tried to mentally escape I was in Crystal’s queen sized bed with her cuddling up on me. The both of us were naked. Her parents and older sister weren’t home at all from the night before allowing me to stay the night, and they won’t be home for a good long time. Her warm cotton sheets clung to our bodies under her blanket. She held me as tight as she could just as if I was some teddy bear, probably hoping to never let go. I didn’t want her to let go either. Even though I had a sock in my mouth I still was able to smile, but it was short lived as I felt Bridgette’s wet fingers drag across my lips. My smile was gone and the happiness that once filled me now vanished. Bridgette leaned forward and licked my lips of her juices. I think she was a little disgusted licking my dirty sock, god knows I didn’t like it any better. My eyes were full of rage looking right into hers as she brought her hand to my mouth and removed the sock, tracing the outline my lips with her fingers, just really taking in the moment before she took the sock out. “LET ME GOMMMF!” I screamed at her the first chance I got till she put her hand over my mouth. “Shhh baby.” She said in her most soothing tone, trying to calm me down but to no effect. I gave up trying to talk my way out of this whole situation. It was a lose-lose battle for me. The only thing left for me to do was resist as much as the restraints would allow me. Bridgette slowly brought her hand down releasing my upper lip. Wasting no time, she instantly latched on to it. Kissing it, running hey tongue over it, lightly pulling it with her teeth, basically doing anything she wanted, and everything she could get. I’d be lying to you if I said that what she was doing didn’t feel good, but I wasn’t going to let her know. Again she moved her hand further down till both my lips were exposed. I closed my lips as hard as I could and turned my head. Not wasting any time, she brought her hands up to the side of my head and held me still, halting my only protest. Her tongue easily pierced through my lips, and just left my shut jaw in her way. I felt her tongue slide along my teeth looking for an opening that I was denying her. Minutes passed as she fought to get my mouth open. Trying everything she could from making a pathetic whimper all the way to literally trying to rip my mouth open, and she almost did it too. Out of no where an idea popped into my head. I made the biggest thrust I could with my hips with of my strength. My plan worked I hit her and she fell off the side of the bed. The few seconds of relief was better than anything on god’s green earth. Unfortunately, my plan worked to well and reminded Bridgette of her goal. She cocked a smile,”Ooh, thanks for reminding me.” She gave me a peck on the cheek and climbed back on my bed so that she was kneeling between my legs. Placing her hand on my still hard cock and slowly stroking it. Her eyes were glued to the sight. “Finally your mine.” She whispered to herself. Bridgette stopped stroking and took a firm hold of me, pointing my cock upwards to the ceiling. Taking her own sweet time to straddle my waist till my cock was right under her…her pussy. ‘Ha-ha nice joke you can let me go now.’ I frantically thought hoping that this was some kind of sick joke that should just end. ‘You got me! Now let me go.’ My thoughts, my hopes seemed to have dropped out of the sky as she started lowering herself down onto me. This was no joke at all. She was really going to go through with it and fuck my drug induced hard on. The head of my cock reached the entrance of her hot, wet pussy I couldn’t help but give off a shuttered breath at the sensation. Bridgette also too let out some form of a guttural noise when we touched. She went limp for a second and fell the rest of the way down, smacking her hips into mine, and fell on me. It must have been too much, her grunt morphed into a silent scream as her head rested on my sternum. Not wasting anytime time Bridgette shakily put her arms under her self to sit up and look at me. The drunken smile she wore, hidden behind the strands of her long brunette hair. I was trying my best not to show any emotion, I wouldn’t give her any sign of how good it felt and let her know that she had won. She started to slowly grind herself back and forth, just relishing the moment. The agonizing slow pace made it hard to keep my straight face. My face twitched a little, but that was all that she was getting. After a while she picked her hips up off me and dropped them back down getting the deep thrusts she desperately wanted. She repeated this, coming up until I was almost free from her confines and then literally falling back down. No man could hide the pleasure from what she was doing. Her thrusts broke my stone face, and had me groaning till there was no breath left in me. Bridgette fell on me again, breathless, breathing in short burst into my ear, “Uhhh, you feel so good inside me! You were made just for me.” as she continued to rock back and forth with her hips. I kept grunting as she would give a little sharp thrust with her hips every now and then. The slow pace was killing me. Finally, the gods gave me a break, showing me that it was almost over. She started to quicken her pace. Her moans seemed to be getting louder with each thrust. It felt so good that it was taking every fiber of my being to hold me back from meeting her thrust with my own. Her pace constantly change from a near blur of her hips to a slow painful speed were she would grinded her self at the base of my cock. I couldn’t help it, the bitch was killing me. The constant change of pace was getting me close. She kept it up until she stopped. Her eyes closed, her jaw tensed up. After a couple of seconds of silence her screams of pleasure broke into the air, and her pussy just went insane. I could feel all her muscles contract then loosen there hold only to contract again. I couldn’t believe I just made my cousin cum. Bridgette took firm hold of my chest with her hands to keep herself steady as she road through her orgasm. Her slow gentle movements along with her still shuddering cunt were slowly brought me to the edge. Her face lit up as if she had an epiphany. “You know…” she paused bringing a smile to her lips, “now it’s your turn.” I was stunned to say the least. “No no no no no no no no nomffff.” She cut me off by slamming her lips into mine. I started screaming into her mouth but it only made her kiss me harder. I felt her tongue on mine; I remembered how good it felt when Crystal and I passionately kissed for hours on end, but that was heaven and this was hell. Fuck! I was cumming. She slammed her hips onto me trying to milk me. There was nothing I could do to stop it, no thought, no action, nothing. Her body went into its motions again; enticing me completely with no mercy. My instincts took over, I tried to thrust my hips like a maniac, I returned her kiss, and finally blew into her. It must have been one of the best orgasms I ever had. I felt like I had no energy left, and I just drained myself into her. I turned my head so I could look at Bridgett, but I passed out before I could. The last thing I heard was her moaning from my last spurt. “Sleep tight, my love.” I woke up around an hour later, still naked, untied, and confused. Did this really happen? Feeling down at my wet crotch to examine myself and to my horror, it happened. I pulled the covers up and curled up into a ball. My head was boggled I wanted to hide, but I also want to fight. I didn’t know what to do. I picked my cell phone up to check the time. It was later than I thought. When I got home from dropping Crystal off it was around six. As I went to set it down I got a call. “Hello?” “Baby are you alright?” it was Crystal, she sounded scared. “Yeah, I’m fine.” “Are you sure? I called you like 5 times.” “Yeah, I’m sure. I wouldn’t lie to you.” “So, what’s the deal with Bridgette?” “Well…umm…I still don’t know yet. It’ll probably be some blackmail bullshit. You know how she is.” “True, she can be quite the bitch.” “Hey! At least you’re not related to her.” forcing a chuckle,” Well I got to go I’ll call you later. Love you” I rushed the call trying to end it just incase Bridgette decided to pay a visit. “Ok, bye. Love you too.” I felt like shit for lying to her, and pretty much telling her to fuck off on the phone made me feel oh so much better. Then considering Bridgette and all, it made suicide seem like fun. Whatever! I needed to get out of here. I grabbed a shirt and some shorts and headed out. Just as the front door was closing I heard some objection to me leaving from Bridgette, but I couldn’t care less of her right now. With all the thoughts rushing through my head I needed something to clear my head. Walking was that little break that I needed. The cool night air filling my lungs, the sounds of bugs in the distance, and the peace and quiet of walking around the neighborhood made my problems just melt away. Luckily, my good friend Will lived a couple streets over, and I knew he’s having a party. Damn I love it when I’m right! I walked up his driveway into a sea of drunken teenagers, loud music, and the stench of vomit. Instantly, I went to the table with nearly all the drinks known to man on it and made my self something strong. With the day I had I needed a drink, and I didn’t get cheap with the stuff at all. “Hey man I didn’t think you would come.” Will’s face popped out of nowhere. “I was wondering when your dumbass would get here.” “Hey! Perfection takes time!” I threw back at him trying to hold in my laughter. “So what’s up?” Will and I talked the usual teenage bullshit for a bit before we went our separate ways back into the party. It was a good party, the drinks were flowing and the time just flew by. I was having fun besides the constant nagging of people asking where Crystal was, since we’re pretty much joined at the hip. Other than that it was good, and then it got even better. I walked up behind her and started talking, trying to disguise my voice. “You know, those clothes would look better at the end of my bed.” I gave the words more emphasis with a nice firm squeeze or her tight ass. Crystal instantly jumped from my grip and squealed like a little girl. “Oh my fucking god….Chris you asshole!” she started to throw some girly slaps at me, but I jumped back fast enough to dodge them. “What I thought you would be glad to see me?” I grabbed both of her arms and pulled her close into my chest. “I am!” She confirmed her response by pushing her body as tight as she could against mine. She felt so good against me, but it felt even better when we were naked. “So,” she drew out the word for a couple seconds,” what happened?” “Oh nothing just some black mail bullshit.” Trying to sound as nonchalant as possible. Crystal freed her arms and wrapped them around me, resting her head on my shoulder “Ok, I was just worried about you, and I don’t want anything bad to happen because of me.” “Baby, don’t worry about me. And hey,” I cocked a smile, “now that I’m here want to finish what we started.” I slid my arms down her back to her nice firm cheeks and gave a nice squeeze jogging her memory. “Mhmmmmmmmm,” she melted in my arms. Instantly she pulled my hands away from her ass and led me by the arm to find some place quiet. It took her forever to find the damn door knob. Not wasting any time waiting for me she basically dragged me through the house. Barely able to keep my feet under me, I followed her to one of the bedrooms. It was dark, but enough light to tell it was the spare room. We stumbled over boxes they had on the floor as we made our way to the bed. Not wasting any time, Crystal threw me on the bed and instant took her place on top. Replanting her mouth on my own; her warm wet tongue made its way into my mouth massaging my own as I tried to do the same. She wiggled around on top of me. I had to keep a firm grip on her so she wouldn’t fall off, but she still managed to free herself. She might as well be covered in baby oil the way I trying to keep a hold on her. All the fiction from her moving around was rubbing all the right places. My dick was stiffening under her weight as her stunning body moved up, down, left, and right over my crotch. The pleasure started to become too much, and I had to stop it fast. Without thinking I took my hands away from her back and latched on to her well toned ass. Digging my fingers as deep as her flesh would allow me. I pulled her rear as tight as I could to my body, smashing our groans together, only separated by our clothing. Instantly Crystal stopped moving. Gasping for air at the sudden sensation, sighing a deep moan. “Nnnnya baby.” In a breathless voice as she pulled away for a second to breath before replanting her mouth against mine continuing our passionate kiss, and continuing to grind her clothe cover pussy on me. We finally broke our kiss, Crystal pushing her body off mine reached down grabbing the hem of her tank top, pulling it up her body ever slowly. She kept her eyes locked on to mine the whole time, but my eyes were only focused on her flawless body as it became inch-by-inch more visible. Her hourglass figure revealed it self to me, left me staring at her tummy with a dumb look on my face. The slow agonizing seconds passed as the tank top slowly made its way up to her breasts. My head snapped back into reality as her bra became visible as the only barrier between my and the sight of her perfect breasts. That little pink piece of fabric became my worst enemy. Finally! Crystal stopped her slow torture and quickly ripped her tank top up and over her head. Planting her hands on my shoulders, she leaned down bringing her luscious lips to my ear. “Talk dirty to me.” She whispered in the faintest voice. “Aww, you a naughty girl.” I cooed right back in her ears. “Just do it!” her voice was strained. “OK ok ok! You probably want me to do all the naughtiest thing to you?” I kept my voice even, as my hands started to massage her butt quickly making it past the hem of her tiny shorts, that fit her oh-so perfectly, and slowly made there way back down her thighs. My hands took gentle but firm hands folds of her toned legs until I couldn’t move my hands down farther. “Mhmm,” she more moaned than whispered into my ears. Pleased to get a little dance along with her show. I whispered into her ears, “You want me to touch you….all over.” Again I was rewarded with her moaning along with the bighting of her lower lip and her hair dancing on the side of my face as she nodded her head. My fingers made way to the inside of her thighs. With the softest touch, they slowly made their way up her smooth skin. To my unfortunate surprise, as my fingers made there way up her legs they were stopped by her booty shorts. Without wasting anytime I quickly started to tug at the waist line of those damn shorts. Thankfully, Crystal quickly got the message and pulled it down along with her little pink thong, and flung them across the room. Sitting up on her knees, Crystal then began to remove her bra. Revealing those two perfectly shaped mounds of flesh that have a magnetic hold over me, leaving me at awe for what could have been forever if she chose not to snap me out of my trance. My eyes were finally dragged away from the sight by Crystal tilting my head up till we were looking eye-to-eye. “Take off your shirt.” She spoke in tiniest voice I have ever heard from her, but I was happy to comply, taking off my shirt leaving me only in my shorts. Just as I pulled the shirt over my head, Crystal threw her self back on top of me and went to town. I instantly latched my hands back onto her thighs. Crystal was absolutely in love with this. She started to squirm on top of me, pushing her hips down trying to rub herself against my hard cock, moving her chest in all kinds of directions just trying to get any kind of sensation. My fingers came near to the junction between her legs, but I wasn’t going to let her have it so easy. Just as they were about to touch her moist outer lips, I stopped them and moved them back down thigh continuing their painfully slow pace. Her moaning became stressed as I took my sweet time enjoying every second. My fingers finally made there way back up and stopped. It didn’t even take her a second to realize what happened. Just as she began to speak I traced my index finger down her slit, from top to bottom. Letting it hover over her entrance, tracing little circles as if I was about to insert it. A puzzled look came on to her face, ”Wha…ummmmmmmmf” She tried to speak but it turned into one big moan. At this point I couldn’t help but smile at her. The way she responded to just the lightest touch. Right now it was just all one big ego boost. “Oh you like it when I touch you there, don’t you?” I said with menace dripping from every word. I ran my finger up and down her slit a couple more times, getting my finger nice and wet. Crystal couldn’t help but moan, barely able speak. “GaAWWd yeah!” I made two more passes before I gently inserted my finger into her hot, wet sex. Crystal cried out at the sudden sensation. She lifted her head up, giving me a good look at her face. Her features were all twisted and contorted; it was a priceless look as I inserted another finger. Just watching cross her eyes as she felt the next one go in almost made me burst into laughter as I continued my assault. “Oh! You like it when I’m inside you.” Thrusting my fingers into her emphasizing my words. I brought my lips close to her ears, ”You’re a naughty little slut, aren’t you,” I faintly whispered into her ear, giving it a little lick on the outer most part. Crystal let out a shuttering sigh as she pushed her body back sinking my fingers deeper, her muscles contracted around them. “I’m your dirty little slut, though,” she said in an unsteady voice barely above a whisper kissing my ear lightly, her breathing was becoming heavier and heavier. Milking everything she can out of my fingers while she was thrusting back in sporadic motions. With two quick violent thrusts she came, hard. Her muscles clamped on my fingers like a vice; juices flowing past my fingers and onto my shorts, leaving a tiny puddle that I could feel through the thin shorts. Her face scrunched up; biting her bottom lip she let out little cries of ecstasy every now and then. It looked like she was going to bite her lower lip off. Finally, she settled down and collapsed on top of me. Her head was buried into my neck. My skin being lightly sucked, kissed, and nibbled at between her gasps for air. I took my hands away from her rear and brought them up to hers, interlocking our fingers. Crystal let out a pleased little sigh, taking firm hold on my hands. “I love you so much.” Her voice muffled by my neck. “I love you too babe…I love you too.” I gave a reassuring squeeze to her unbelievably strong grip. The room was filled with silence till her husky voice broke out in a little giggle, “Now it’s your turn!” She violently pulled her hands away, planting them on my chest. Lifting her self up, getting her knees under her body, her luscious lips found mine once again. Her onslaught just left me in the dust just trying to keep up with her. I couldn’t help myself; my hands once again were latched back to her taut rear, making her squeak like a little girl. The intensity of it all never lessened. Her beautiful lips tore themselves away, moving down my chin then neck. Lowing herself out of my grip, she moved further down my body continuing her kisses down my chest then over my abs. She only stopped at the waist band of my shorts, her fingers hooked themselves under. Looking back up at me, with a no doubt evil mixed with a little girl on Christmas grin, just building up the suspense. Crystal slowly started to pull at both the shorts and my boxers, but in no time she just ripped them both right off. We were now completely naked, in our full glory we gazed upon each other’s body. Crystal finally broke the stare and lowered her body between my legs, her face just inches away from my rock hard cock. Gently taking it into her hand and slowly began to stroke me. Slowly at first but gradually sped up. I was ready to go since the moment we got in the room, and crystal wasn’t making it any easier for me. She slowly started blowing air on me. The cool breeze passing over my engorged member combined with her pace brought me even closer. Time seemed to slow down as I struggled to keep for going over the edge. Unfortunately, Crystal wanted the opposite, doing everything in her power to “finish” me off. Out of the blue, I felt her warm, wet tongue travel up the length of my shaft. I grunted at the mere touch of it. Reaching the head she turned around and made her way down, pausing before giving me one final lick. My eyes opened seconds after she stopped realizing the sudden loss, looking down at her between my legs with a confused look on her face, seeming mulling over the taste in her mouth. Her once lust filled eyes, are now cold. The vibrant face I loved is now blank and staring right at me. Her face filled with emotions. She looked like she was about to cry, yell, anything. There was no telling what thoughts filled her mind. “Did you umm… jack off… after I left?” the silence finally broken by her weak voice, trying to hide all traces of emotions. “No,” she caught me off guard by her sheer randomness, “I really didn’t do anything.” “Oh” she replied trying to keep a casual tone. I was oblivious to what she was talking about. She sniffled like she trying to hold back tears. “Ok! Then who did you fuck?” Her words set me to stone. I literally froze, my eyes locked onto hers, and my breath slowed. My mind franticly searching through my vocabulary looking for the slightest word that might help me talk my way out of this, but the rest of my body still locked in place as the first tear broke free moving down her cheek followed by another on the opposite side. Soon enough there was a steady stream on each side, her eyes still glaring at mine waiting for a response that never came. Still I didn’t respond to her. It wasn’t that I couldn’t speak, but it was the fact that it might, just might, be a little difficult to convince her that Bridgette drugged, tied down, and raped me. A few more silent seconds went by as Crystal still waited for my answer, and yet I still had no real response that she could believe. The tears kept pouring out as she just lost it. Curling up into a ball at my feet, she buried her face into her palms. I just watched her lay there weeping and there was nothing I could do to stop it. “Why?” she sharply took in a breath, “...why, why, why?” barely able to spit out the words before returning into her ball. I placed my on her shoulder, but she threw it off. “Trust me, I didn’t want to…” I tried to calm her down, but to no avail. “What the fuck does that mean? You still fucking cheated on me!” She stopped crying and picked herself up to yell some more. “How dare you! After all we’ve been through, and I thought you loved me but I guess that doesn’t mean anything to at all. I guess one pussy isn’t enough for Chris. Mr. Perfect can’t be tied down by just one girl. You know what, why don’t you just go back to that little slut since she probably means more to you than I do.” Without waiting for me to respond she just got up, got dressed, and left. It was a painful sight watching her succulent body disappear behind her clothes. She opened the door and stepped out glancing back at me one last time starring daggers across the room. The look just destroyed me. I couldn’t help but shed a tear for all that had happened. I knew she noticed my tears but didn’t let herself become distracted. Instantly turning her head and left me alone in the spare bedroom quietly crying to myself. I sat alone it that semi dark room with that dumb look on my face, in tears, and in no way able to defend my self. Time past as I sat in my little pool of self pity, but quickly mangled its self into all sorts of emotions. I had to leave hat room. The only thought in my mind as I left was to drink till I can’t feel anything. “Hey man what happened in here?” the alcohol on his breath was just a lovely smell. “Nothing!” I really wasn’t in the mood to talk. “….lets get fucked up.” Lucky from me I knew that Will never passed up an opportunity to get hammered, never. I left shortly after that, after making sure he got up to his room and passed out somewhat safely, and I made my little stroll home in the chilly night air. With a loud creak I slipped into the house. B-lining it to my room and passing out before anything else could happen. Comments?? More??

This is my first story so be kind and I apologise for the punctuation as my grammar isn't that good. But appart from that enjoy. Beep! Beep! "hey wanna meet up on Monday." Eagerly I replied, it was pretty obvious my crush on her everyone knew about it "Yeah sure Eloise". All right let's slow down a bit I'm 15 and a very athletic tennis player although I used to be small and scrawny, but recently started getting bigger muscles as I work out. Monday came fast, I arranged to meet up at her house to do some revision. By the time I got to her house I was nervous and sweaty, I had never been to a girl's house or even had a girlfriend before but that wasn't going to stop me it wasn't like anything was going to happen we were only going to do revision. Before I could start overthinking the whole thing, Eloise answered the door, my heart stopped, she was so hot. Eloise went for a casual 'I don't care' look wearing a t-shirt that was too small which just enlarged her breasts. "good your here, now we can start!" she exclaimed. As I followed her through her house I couldn't help but admire her ass it was perfect. She even wiggled it as if she knew I was staring at it. It all happened too fast as soon as I entered the room, immediately I was tackled by her friends Harley and Olivia. Taken by surprise I was easily tied to the bed. "What the fuck" I tried to say but they stuffed a sock in my mouth. I knew these girls, Olivia has dark black hair, lovely olive skin, she was the shortest of the three. Whereas Harley is tall with wavy ginger hair and a hugely athletic however didn't have very big tits compared to Olivia. Of course though saving the best till last Eloise who has luscious blonde hair, a great pair of tits and a beautiful face. I looked at the three girls desperately but they just giggled. "You don't know how long we've been wanting to do this" Harley whispered "I bet your packing a big one". She reached over me brushing past my hardening member, giving it a quick squeeze through my jeans. "All right let's get started" Eloise commanded and with that all three girls began unzipping my jeans, clearly they hadn't done this before never the less they still managed to take it off, leaving me in my boxers. By this point I had a raging hard on bursting to get out. "Ooh look he excited" Olivia commented. In one swift movement she tore my boxers off. All three girls were speechless as they examined my cock and judging by their faces this was the first they'd ever seen. My cock was throbbing for attention. It was Eloise who broke the silence, strolling over and teasing my dick with the tip of her fingers causing my cock to start oozing out pre-cum. Not wanting to miss out the other two hurried other and began fondling with my dick and balls. I was in heaven. To my surprise Eloise came over, taking the sock out of my mouth. As we began to make out I realised how badly the rope were tied fortunately the knot came loose as I freed my hands, Using this opportunity to take Eloise's top off and untie her bra revealing the most amazing boobs I had ever seen.Sitting there I was hypnotized, "What you waiting for big boy aren't you going to touch them?" she moaned we continued to kiss as I reached out and played with her tits occasionally pinching the nipple. I broke away from kissing to start licking her tits, she let out a soft moan as I teased her breasts, looking down I saw Harley and Olivia both girls had also taken off their bras revealing two good pairs of tits not quite as good as Eloise's but still alright, they were slowly licking up either side of my cock driving away at my stamina. I focused back on Eloise who had stripped off her skirt and panties, she was lowering herself onto my cock. I was awed by her pussy for I had only ever seen them in pornos, hers was shaved to my delight and dripping wet. Letting her take it at her own speed I watched as she lowered herself whilst Harley licked her pussy and my cock acting as a lube making it easier, the further she went the more she moaned untill all 8 inches were in by this point Olivia had also completely stripped revealing a trimmed triangle of pubic hair over her pussy. Olivia came over and kneeled above my head giving me access to her pussy, I started off by just teasing her by lightly liking her but then burying my tounge deeper experimenting with different techniques. I began to match Eloise's thrusts by pushing up as she pushed down putting my cock deeper and deeper inside her untill I felt her pussy squeeze down on my cock as she went through her first orgasm. Using her juices as a lubricant I sped up as my end approached rapidly. "Fuck I'm gonna cum" I cried out seconds later and with that she slid of my cock, grabbed it with both hands squeezing it gently whilst smiling and flicking the tip of my dick with her wet tounge causing my cock to explode all other her perfect face as she took it like a pro. Stream after stream hit her face nearly covering her whole face. I fell back into the bed feeling satisfied, this was the best day if my life! I watched as Harley helped lick the cum of Eloise's face. "My turn now" said Olivia as she jumped onto me and started grinding my soft, floppy cock I realised the problem with foursomes I wouldn't be able to cum 3 times perhaps twice within a short time but 3 would be pushing it hopefully I wouldn't have to cum for each if them. Slowly hardening Olivia stuck it inside of her and began bouncing up and down. Bored of not getting any attention Harley pushed off Olivia and in a single movement mounted my cock burrying it deep inside her, you could see Harley's small tuft of ginger pubic hair. Deciding to have some fun I made all three girls get on their hands and knees as I approached from the back, it was lovely being able to choose between three very appealing pussies which were all dripping wet, I began alternating between pussies to keep them all happy. I realised that I wasn't be able to keep it up for much longer however I want to make all the girls go through an orgasm before my own end so as I penetrated Harley I stuck in fingers into both Olivia and Eloise, It was my first time fingering but after a bit of experimenting I hit the G-spot. By now all 3 girls were moaning so loud that it filled my ears encouraging me to go faster and push deeper, Harley was the loudest since she started to meet my thrusts pushing my cock deeper and faster to add to the intensity she also started wiggling her ass, within seconds her pussy clamped down on my cock resulting in her first orgasm and with that she collapsed on the bed. "lie down on your back you two" I commanded, willingly Eloise and Olivia complied exposing their teen pussies, having been fingering them for the last 5 minutes I decided to see if I could get more then two fingers inside of them however their pussies put up a fight despite our fucking earlier Eloise's pussy was still extremely tight. Regardless I eventually managed to stick my hands in each of them but it took an awfully long time keeping my dick uncomfortably hard. Just when I thought my arms would die I felt the familiar feeling of their pussies squeezing down on to my hands and releasing a flow of juices. "Yesss" Olivia squealed with delight as her pussy started squirting it out. "Get down on your knees" Eloise commanded, as I knelt down my cock stuck out at a almost perpendicular angle. To my surprise she stepped forwards lightly teasing my dick with her foot causing me to moan in pleasure. Seeing what Eloise was doing Harley and Olivia decided to join in. The sensation of 6 feet was overwhelming and within minutes I was bursting to explode, "Fuck I'm gonna cum" I moaned. Immediately they removed their feet and instead started kissing and flicking my cock with their wet tongues, "ughh" I grunted as my cock exploded like a fountain in the middle of these sexy hot chicks, I looked down they were all splattered with cum. After the intense fucking we all felt completely shattered so we all laid back on Eloise's bed. I cuddled Eloise as we fell asleep in each other's arms.

I was the first to wake up. I was in the front row, across the aisle from where Mom and Tiff were still sleeping, still clutching each other. Mom and Dad had been planning to renew their vows that very evening, and Mom had arrived at the lifeboat directly from the station where she had been shopping and getting made up for the ceremony. She was already in her white dress, tight around her torso to accentuate her remarkable figure but flowing in the skirt to give her an ethereal look. She wore white stockings underneath, the lacy tops barely visible where the skirt had ridden up. Like the rest of us, she was shoeless, probably sacrificed during her flight for the sake of speed. She never needed makeup, but for the occasion she had had some applied, accenting her blue eyes and full red lips against her slight and cultivated tan. Her long blond hair had been coerced into an elaborate and elegant arrangement incorporating a jeweled tiara that looked like it must have cost a fortune. I had seen men drool over her before, and she had made every effort to be irresistible. Tiff had been finishing her makeup in her bathroom when everything went south, so she had fled the suite with nothing more than a couple of towels wrapped around her head and body, neither of which she had been able to retain sprinting through the ship’s corridors. She was completely naked, the first time I had ever seen her so, and in my dazed state I drank her in. A contrast to Mom’s tan, Tiff had been engineered to have skin as white as milk, not even the veins and arteries beneath showing through. That only served to highlight the shocking red of her fine hair, which she had grown down to knee length, and the brilliant green of her eyes, which, again thanks to the engineers, were slightly larger than normal, giving her without makeup the kind of appearance that so many used makeup to try and achieve. She had been applying makeup when the sirens had sounded, and even half applied it served to give her an almost inhuman beauty. Her long, thin neck led down to delicate but wide shoulders and then to a pair of stunning breasts – perfectly symmetric C-cup hemispheres, firm, upright, and topped with small, delicate nipples like dark little roses. Her stomach was flat as a board, with just enough fat to conceal the muscles beneath, and narrow enough that he suddenly wondered if her genetic upgrades would allow her to have children. Behind the straps of the seat, I could see the broadening of her hips and the crease where her legs extended out to the floor, but her pussy was completely hidden. Two such stunning women would ordinarily have been an incredibly erotic sight for me, if not for the facts that they were family, that I was in shock, and that they, like me, were covered in vomit and piss. Mom’s hair was disheveled and barely holding to a semblance of the original styling, and the beautiful white dress was stained yellow in the skirt and covered in a noxious mess on the bodice. Tiff was similarly covered, and without the dress to absorb any of it she sat wallowing in her own putrescence. Their makeup was shockingly intact – I knew that modern cosmetics were designed to resist anything but deliberate removal, but it was still surprising given the assault of bodily fluids they had endured. I let them sleep and went up to the front. Most of the display panels were dead, their external cameras destroyed by the explosion, but the hull was intact and the front consoles were in perfect working order. It took a few minutes to get the full picture, which was that the lifeboat was damaged but stable – the only losses were some exterior equipment, like some of the cameras and, unfortunately, the comms and navigation arrays. The lifeboat wouldn’t have been able to take us anywhere useful anyway, but at the time all it could do was put out a reduced-power beacon signal and drift, waiting for help. It was showing as fully stocked and would run out of its 720 person-days of food long before it ran out of anything else, so we were in no immediate danger. I spent a while just sitting there, staring at the unfamiliar stars and trying to feel something. Eventually I began to feel that particular discomfort of being covered in your own effluvia and decided to clean up. I triggered the shower controls and watched as the shower head and enclosure emerged from the wall. I stripped naked and dropped my clothes into the small laundry bin, where the automated system exposed them to vacuum, vibrated them, and presumably summoned dark magic to render them clean, stain free, and odorless in a matter of minutes. I’m not sure how long I showered, I really didn’t care, I scrubbed myself clean and then just let the water run until someone knocked on the thin plastic panel behind me. “Hon, it’s Mom. Are you okay?” I let the water spray across my face for a second before answering. “Yeah, Mom. I’m okay.” “Good. We… your sister and I both need the shower too.” “Okay.” I turned off the shower and reached through the door for my newly cleaned shirt and pants (I rarely wore underwear, it wasn’t trendy for males that year). I dressed in a daze before stepping out of the shower to see Tiff and Mom standing before me, each looking as stunned and miserable as I felt. Tiffany was standing in that universal pose of unintentionally naked women, one arm across her chest, her other hand impersonating a fig leaf. I felt reminded of how relieved I was that we were alive, but it was having trouble breaking through the certainty that everyone we had met on the ship was probably now dead, and that Dad was (I thought) probably mourning us, unaware of our survival. “Thanks, hon.” They slipped into the shower together, and through the frosted plastic I could see Mom strip off her dress and toss it into the laundry bin, followed by what must have been some elaborate undergarments, based on her barely-visible contortions. Still in shock, I just stood there watching their distorted silhouettes through the plastic until they finished. My mother poked her head out and looked at me. “Jackson… um… can you hand me those bags up there? And can your sister borrow your shirt?” I followed her pointed finger to the bags lodged under the front right command seat, apparently the haul from her shopping trip to the station. I glanced down at my now-clean black t-shirt – it wasn’t very long, attach by long thin straps at several points to my trousers and designed to show off my abs. Hey, between the genetic engineering and some modest exercise, I had an impressive physique and had chosen a style to accentuate it. But it also meant that on its own it wouldn’t cover much. Nodding my head, I retrieved the bags and passed them to her, along with my hastily removed shirt. While they apparently struggled behind the frosted panes to create an outfit for Tiff, I returned to the front and the righthand seat, eschewing the left which was now spotted with the remains of my regurgitated lunch. In the corner of the screen was a big icon labelled “Instructions” and I ***********ed it. They took a long time to sort things out, and by the time Mom and Tiff emerged from the shower I had skimmed the list of “suggestions” for preparing the lifeboat for an extended stay below capacity. Mom was the first to emerge, still wearing her newly-laundered dress sans stockings, her hair now falling straight and unstyled to the middle of her back, her makeup still intact. “Please don’t say anything!” she whispered at me as my sister came out. Tiff was wearing my shirt, falling to a few inches about her navel which obscured her breasts but not much else. Below she was wearing… what looked like the bottom a black, lacy teddy, showing off every contour. While it was opaque over pussy, the closeness of the fit made it clear that she had at some point unburdened herself of any pubic hair. My jaw dropped – somehow she looked more naked now than she had been before. Despite Mom’s obvious concern, she appeared unfazed by her state of undress and was making some adjustment to her hair, now bound into a tight braid extending past her ass. I noticed that she had somehow finished her makeup rather than remove it – either she lacked the solvents needed to do so or had finished it as an attempt at some kind of control over the situation. She saw the look on my face and stopped. “What?” She sighed and rolled her eyes, “All mom bought down there was underwear, okay?” Mom blushed and turned away. “You look… fine, sis. It’s… fine.” I stammered. “Damn right I look fine.” I heard her mutter as she walked over to the storage lockers. In retrospect, I’m not sure how I wasn’t bursting through my pants at that point. Maybe it was the shock, maybe it was because she was my sister. No idea. We collected ration bars and water from the dispensers and had the first of what would become many unpleasant but technically nutritive meals, and then started in on the to-do list. We removed all of the seats but the third row, ejecting the unnecessary furniture out one at a time through the front airlock with the assistance of a small robotic arm affixed to the outside for just such a purpose. We carefully cleaned up the remaining splatter using a small but versatile mop included with the laundry. We unpacked a few self-inflating mattresses from the storage lockers and set them up, with Mom and Tiff in the back corners and me in the center section, the single remaining row of seats providing the barest modicum of privacy – they were narrow mattresses and we had an excess, so we quickly doubled them up. Using the console we set up a sleeping schedule for the lights and started playing some of the soothing music that had been included to help pacify upset survivors. With that work done we folded down a small game panel from the wall and Tiff and I started to play some 3D chess to start to kill some of the many, many hours we had to fill. We barely talked the whole time, and never once mentioned the disaster, our escape, or the absent member of our family. After a while, in accordance with our planned schedule, we packed up the game board and went to sleep. We tried at least. It took less than half an hour before the three of us were huddled together on my mother’s mattresses, crying and comforting each other until one by one we fell asleep. We would end up sleeping that way for the next few nights, the crying gradually subsiding but the need for touch and comfort persisting. When we woke the next morning we tried to create some routine. The lifeboat was deliberately sparse and absent of too many items that could become weapons in the not unreasonable event of violence between distressed and panicked passengers. We spent a lot of time just laying around listening to the music or cycling through the games on the boards permanently affixed to the walls – there literally wasn’t anything else to do. We showered and laundered our meager stash of clothes every day, both to break up the routine and to minimize the odors in the confined space. The lifeboat had more than enough capacity, I am serious that our only real danger would be in running out of food – everything else was so well recycled that our long dead bodies could still be showering a year after we died. Slowly, we began to talk to each other – still avoiding what had happened, just small talk. With Mom’s reluctant approval, Tiff made a detailed inspection of her shopping bags, literally the only things any of us had brought onto the lifeboat other than the clothes some of us were wearing. Unfortunately, it turned out that Mom had used the opportunity to try and “spice things up” for her and Dad, so while it was full of lingerie and a new grooming and cosmetics set she had bought at the salon she had visited, it was sorely lacking in anything either useful or (acceptably) distracting. The salon explained her attire – to maximize the effect, they had recommended she don the dress prior to getting her hair and makeup done. The net result was that my mother and sister, in between them, had a wardrobe consisting of one dress, one half-shirt, and a lot of lingerie. This started to be a problem. As the days passed by, this enforced proximity to two gorgeous and (in one case) very scantily clad women started to cut through the shock and awkwardness and give this teenager some truly awkward erections – not only were they incestuously motivated, but as I mentioned I come with larger-than-normal equipment. Given that my casual trousers were not designed for that kind of restraint, I spent a lot of time laying on my stomach on my mattress or sitting in one of the command seats where neither of them could see my crotch. Within a week I was using my shower time to discretely rub one out. I tried to picture my one real sexual conquest, but inappropriate images kept flashing through - my sister’s lace-covered ass, or her using her hands to hide her nakedness, or my mother’s stocking tops on her inner thigh. Soon I was sneaking off to jerk it at night as well, awkwardly explaining my absences as trips to the bathroom (which, in fairness, they were) and hoping no one noticed how long I was gone. There was another issue as well. About the same time I started getting those problematic erections, the two of them started having something like panic attacks, usually at the same time. Their breathing would speed up, their faces flushing, and they would start to clench up their whole bodies. They would either hit the shower or go lie down back in the girls-only rear of the boat whenever it happened, and neither was willing to talk about it or subject themselves to the automeds for help. Mom was especially afflicted, and I began to get worried that she was either sick or that she was hiding something she didn’t want to tell us – I immediately wondered if she somehow knew that Dad hadn’t made it and was keeping us in the dark to make things easier. In retrospect, my failure to see the symptoms of increasing lust seems ridiculous, but in my defense I had never once entertained any fantasies of incest, and at seventeen I was not exactly burdened by a depth of experience with women. I should have wondered about the fact that they even began avoiding each other but ascribed that to our close quarters as a contrast to our normally spacious and individual living habits – I considered my own incestuous thoughts to be an unwanted physiological reflex, it didn’t occur to me that they could be experiencing anything similar. The day after this started happening, my mother decided that we needed to let her sleep on her own. Tiff and I retreated to our own beds, but it wasn’t long at all before she quietly came up front to join me on mine. She felt good next to me, despite her movements making shirt straps chafe my bare chest, and while Mom gave us a strange look the next morning when she found us, she said nothing about it and neither did we. The next night she came to join me again. She snuggled into my side, ever so gently writhing like she was trying to find some more comfortable position. The straps really began to bother me. “Tiff”, I whispered. “What?”, she whispered back. “Can you hold a little more still? The straps on the shirt keep rubbing against me.” I was expecting her to protest or find a different position. It caught me completely by surprise when she languidly sat up and in one graceful motion shed her, or rather my, shirt. My eyes had adapted to the dim light reaching my bed from the distant command consoles, and as she turned back towards me I feasted on the sight of her naked breasts above me. She gently slid back into her previous position, her head on my shoulder, her leg crooked over my thigh, her now naked breasts pressed into the side of my chest. Honest Johnson woke up. I couldn’t help it. Between the sight of her bare chest and the feel of her breasts, her tits, sliding over my skin as she breathed and squirmed my body started to react in a way that had nothing to do with any ex-girlfriend. I tried to ignore it but my pants persisted in looking like some missile trying to launch, a psychological and physical discomfort that made it impossible to sleep. After a few minutes or possibly hours of this, she rolled over, still pressed into my side but now facing away. I kept still, but she quickly reached her hand back to grab my hip and pull me towards her. I tried to ignore her, keenly aware of my predicament, but she persisted. I finally reluctantly shifted as gently as I could to spoon her, knowing that she could not help but feel the enormous dick pressing into her ass with only the thin fabrics of my pants and her teddy keeping our position from being overtly sexual. She let out a little sigh but kept writhing. I placed my free hand on her flat stomach and tried to imagine that it was glued there and couldn’t move. I couldn’t be sure, but it felt as if her ass was pressing into my cock too often to be accidental. After a few minutes she gave a little shudder capped with a barely-audible sob. Her writhing stopped, and she quickly drifted off to sleep. It took me hours to follow her into oblivion, waiting for Honest Johnson to give up and retire. When I woke up, she was off in the shower. Mom was sitting in one of the acceleration seats, watching me. She turned away when she saw that I had noticed, and not long after departed for the rear of the boat. When Tiffany emerged from the shower, I was shocked. She was again wearing my presumably-freshly laundered shirt, but she had abandoned the teddy in favor of a black thong, a g-string, really. Mom had been keeping her bags just outside the shower, and I hadn’t even thought to investigate for myself what was in there, but I would never have thought of my mother buying something like that, much less my sister walking out wearing it. When she saw me watching she stopped and stood perfectly still, waiting for my eyes to finally meet hers. “I felt like a change. Besides, I think this will be more comfortable.” There was nothing I could say to that, and she went off to the game board to waste some more time. When Mom came out of the back a little while later she saw what Tiff was wearing and stopped dead in her tracks. She seemed like she wanted to say something, but instead just returned to the back for a while. When she came back, we all just acted like nothing was any different. That night Tiff again came to my bed. She discarded the shirt, triggering another massive erection from me before again snuggling into my arm, facing away. She had barely laid down before she pulled me to spoon her like the night before. I figured that if my erection hadn’t bothered her last night, I could make it through again. As the night before, she kept squirming in my arms, and I started to gently stroke her stomach, hoping it would calm her and trying to distract myself from the unavoidable sexual feelings I was having for this beautiful woman in my arms. After a few minutes she turned her head towards me. “Take off your pants!”, she whispered. This was more than a little problematic. “I… I don’t have any underwear on!”, I whispered, a little louder than I intended. She gave a little shudder and sigh before she responded. “I don’t care. It will be more comfortable for both of us.” I froze up for a few seconds. I should have told her no. I should have told her to go back to her bed. Instead, I freed my trapped arm and awkwardly shimmied out of my trousers. Freed from his confines, Honest Johnson flipped upwards, trapped between her ass cheeks as I again embraced her. She gave another little sigh, and arched her back, pressing her ass into my cock. I tried to tell myself it was a meaningless attempt to find a comfortable position, but her continued motions made it hard to believe. It was almost like she was giving me a horizontal lap dance, and Honest Johnson went from full salute to rock hard. After a few minutes of writhing and panting, she reached behind her back and took Honest Johnson in her hand. I heard a faint gasp – I guess the feel of it against her back had not been enough for her to comprehend just how big it really was. She gave it a few small, slow strokes, while I went as still as a rock, not sure what was happening, not sure how to stop it, and not sure if I wanted to. Less than a minute later I felt her start to pull Honest Johnson around her ass cheek and, lifting her leg slightly, placed it between her legs. There was no way to interpret this as any kind of accident – my cock was rubbing against her pussy, stopped only by a patch of fabric small enough to be plausible as an eyepatch. “What are you doing?”, I asked. “This will be more comfortable. For both of us.” “But…” “Shhh… just let…” She went silent for a moment, and when she spoke again I could hear the start of tears in her voice. “I need this.” I didn’t say anything. I loved her, and I was confused, and not nearly over everything that had happened. I guess I kind of needed it too. She started rubbing her crotch along my dick, a low guttural noise escaping from her mouth as she did. I lay there, just letting her decide what to do, and after another minute I felt her grab my hand from her stomach and place it squarely on her tit. I doubt I could have stopped myself. My hand was on a tit, and it started to explore. I stroked and squeezed, rolled her little nipple between my fingers, and with every motion I felt her body arch and press in response. She started to moan. She reached between her legs, and for a moment I couldn’t tell what she was doing. Then I felt her pull her ass away from me as she again grabbed Honest Johnson and started to rub his big purple head against the entrance to her cunt. “Tiff! We can’t” “Shut up, Jackson. Fuck me. I need this. You need this.” “I don’t want to hurt you, I’m… a little bigger than most guys.” The side of her mouth closest to me cracked a grin, her eyes still closed. “I can tell that!” “No, seriously…” She turned her head just enough to look me in the eye. “You can’t hurt me. It’s okay.” I felt her place the enormous head right at her entrance and start to press it in. She was incredibly wet, and while I could feel the side of the g-string against the side of my dick, there was almost no resistance as she began to push herself back onto me. It felt amazing. Her pussy was tight, squeezing my dick, making it hard to penetrate her even with her own considerable natural lubrication. She rocked back and forth, every push sending me a little further into her. Her moans started to get louder, and fearing that Mom would hear, I wiggled the hand trapped beneath her until I could free it enough to place it over her mouth, my other hand still squeezing her tit and pulling her against me. Her moan got louder under my hand, and pushed by this, I started to thrust my cock up into her. Inch by inch, thrust by thrust, I worked my way deeper into her tight, tight pussy, until finally, to my considerable surprise, I felt my thighs reach her ass cheeks – I was all the way inside her! The sounds I could hear escaping through the hand over her mouth were a mix of moan and sob, and in the dim light I could see tears running from her eyes, but her free hand had reached behind me to the small of my back and was still pushing me with each thrust to continue. Something about this drove me a little wild. I don’t know if it was the situation, or her incredible body, or the incestuous nature of our coupling, but my last reservation broke at this point. My thrusting turned to hammering, shoving my cock into her hard over and over again. I felt her body start to tense, then felt her moan drop half an octave in my hand as an orgasm swept through her. I didn’t stop, I couldn’t, although when her body relaxed a minute later I took the opportunity to roll her onto her back, pulling out only long enough to pull the g-string off her body to reveal her hairless pussy to me. She looked so beautiful, her pale skin seeming to shine with the green light coming from the front of the boat. Arching over, I started to kiss and suck at her little nipples, still thrusting as well as I could. She put her hands on my head, holding me close as I explored her tits with my mouth, and then pulled my head up to hers. “Fuck me hard!”, she whispered into my ear, “Don’t stop!” I pushed myself up, her legs wrapping around my back as I resumed pounding into her full force, pulling almost all the way out before slamming my cock back into her. She put her own hand over her mouth to muffle the grunts she couldn’t otherwise stifle, and I had to struggle to keep my own vocalizations in check. Honestly, I doubt I would have stopped if we were caught at it, or that my mother could have pulled me off of her, but I still tried. I felt her start to tense again underneath me, and she pulled one of my hands off the mattress and back to her mouth. I dropped my elbow to the mattress to keep my weight off her mouth, and kept thrusting. She arched her back as the second orgasm swept through her, and I felt myself rapidly approaching my own release. As she began to relax, I whispered into her ear. “I’m gonna cum!” She turned her head to whisper back to me. “Cum in my mouth!” “What?” “Do it! Cum for me! Cum in my mouth!” I had never done that before, at least not while actually fucking, but the perversion of it thrilled me. I pulled myself off of her, and as she pushed herself up onto her elbows I shimmied off her and up to near her face. Without hesitation, she took me in her mouth. The feel of the suction, her little hand around my shaft, and her tongue on the head brought me to climax and I fired what felt like a gallon of cum into her mouth, spurt after spurt. My whole body was tense, and I had to put my hand over my own mouth to keep myself from screaming at the sensation. On the third spurt I felt her cough around the head of my dick and saw a little jizz escape from the corner of her mouth, but she kept sucking it down as well as she could. After a full ten spurts, I was finally spent and collapsed onto my side. She was panting heavily, as was I, and I could see my cum covering her chin and dripping down onto her tits. As I watched, she began scooping it up into her mouth, again a first in my experience. She must have seen the surprise and confusion on my face, because she whispered a quick explanation to me. “I don’t want it on the mattress! We can’t clean that up discretely!” I just nodded. I couldn’t understand how she could be so practical in the heat of that moment, I still don’t. When she was done, she rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling for a moment. I scooted my body next to hers and reached over to pull her into my arms. She stared at me for a second, and then her eyes flooded with tears. She buried her head in my chest as heaving sobs wracked her body. I just held her, feeling her tears on my chest as she tried to silence her weeping. After a minute or two she brought herself under control, and a minute later she brought her face up close to mine. “Thank you.”, she whispered. We held each other for another half hour, naked, sweaty, partially covered in her saliva and whatever cum she might have missed. She pulled herself away from me then, and grabbing the shirt headed off to the bathroom. I heard the water run for a few seconds, and then she returned, clean, with the shirt balled and wet in her hands. She gently wiped down my now deflated dick as well as the part of my chest where her face had rested. When she was done, she picked up the g-string and my pants and padded back to the bathroom and I heard her cycle the laundry. A few minutes later she returned, dressed again, if you can call it that, in the g-string. She handed me my pants and dropped the shirt to the floor. I worked my way into the trousers, and she rejoined me on the mattress, pressing her breasts again into my side. Her arms wrapped around my chest, and she squeezed hard. “Thank you.”, she whispered again. A minute later I felt her arms relax as she fell asleep. Scarcely a minute after that, I joined her.

My wife, Julie, and I had been married nearly ten years. We had been happy, our sex life had been good, and finances secure. But lately, the spark was gone. It used to be that when we had sex, it was exuberant, frenetic, sweaty, fuck-till-you-drop raunchy humping. Now, the sex was routine. It was the same thing every time, over and over. Nothing was new and it wasn’t exciting anymore. This Friday was our tenth wedding anniversary and I thought if I did something special for her we might put some of the fire back into our marriage and sex life. “Julie, I thought we could do something special for our anniversary. Something you want to do.” Her eyes lit up and a little smile came across her face. “I want to stay in. I want you to make dinner and then I want us to spend the evening together doing what I want.” “You’re on.” I eagerly accepted hoping the evening would be like the ones we used to have. “You have dinner ready for us at seven. I have to stop on the way home and pick up a few things,” she explained. * * * Friday came and I prepared dinner as I’d agreed. I set the table with flowers, candles, her preferred Merlot, and then waited for her in anticipation of what she had planned. She arrived home a few minutes before seven carrying several shopping bags. “I’m going to change. I’ll be out in a few minutes. Pour me something to drink,” she said while dashing into the bedroom. I put dinner on the table, poured the wine, and stared at the closed bedroom door in contemplation of what she was up to. When it opened and Julie stepped into the doorway, my shy, reserved little wife had transformed herself into a seductress. She wore a red corset trimmed with black lace and a tiny pleated, plaid miniskirt. Her long slender legs were accentuated by black, lace trimmed, thigh high stockings and she was wearing stiletto heels. Her wavy auburn hair hung loosely and provocatively about her bare shoulders and her hazel eyes sparkled in the flickering candlelight. I was immediately aroused and arose to embrace her. She put her hand up to stop me as I approached. “First feed me, then fuck me,” she said in a soft yet demanding voice. She sat at the table, crossed her legs provocatively with her knees high in the air because of the spike heels, and placed her hands in her lap. I returned to my seat and began to eat. “What are you doing?” she said in a tone as if scolding me. I looked at her and shook my head in puzzlement. “I told you to feed me, and that’s what I want. Remember the deal for tonight. I get whatever I want.” Now I understood where she was going with this. I pulled my chair around to the other side of the table and sat facing her. Then I began to feed her as she slowly and lasciviously removed the morsels from the fork. I watched her savor the complex flavors as she chewed, and then lick her lips with the tip of her tongue. I became more aroused from the sensual display and my growing dick was making it uncomfortable to sit, crammed inside my pants as it was. Still, I didn’t dare get up and continued to feed her until she’d had her fill. When she was done, we went into the bedroom. “Now I want a bath,” she demanded. I ran the bath water and when I returned Julie was sitting on the edge of the bed; her legs crossed as before, knees high in the air. She kicked up one leg and wiggled her foot at me. I knelt and removed her stiletto. She reversed her legs and raised the other foot in the same fashion. I removed that shoe then ran my hands up her slender leg until my fingertips were just past the top of the stocking and touching the bare skin of her thigh. With just a small amount of encouragement, I could have cum right there from just the soft, supple feel of her skin. Instead, I focused on the task and slowly slid the stocking down her shapely leg to her ankle. Then I raised her lower leg by placing my hand under her calf muscle and rolled the stocking over her heel and off her foot. I removed the other stocking in the same manner and she rose to her feet. Still kneeling, I unclasped the miniskirt and let it fall to the floor. She wore tiny, white thong panties trimmed with lace which I pulled down and helped her step out of. Then I ran my hands up the outside of her legs, over her hips, and on to her waist to steady myself as I stood. I began the arduous task of unfastening the corset. It fell to the floor in a heap along with the other garments and Julie was now standing before me, completely naked, looking like a goddess. It had been a long time since I felt this way just from seeing her in the buff, but it made me horny as hell. I wanted to jump on her right then, so I put my arms around her and attempted to kiss her. “No, no, no,” she said as she backed away and shook her finger in my face. “Bath first.” We went into the bathroom. I helped Julie into the tub then knelt beside it. She handed me a bath sponge and body wash. I carefully soaped and rinsed her luscious body. Her slippery wet skin felt like silk. She raised each leg in turn and I soaped and rinsed them as well. Then she sat on the edge of the tub and handed me scissors, a razor, and shaving gel. She leaned back and spread her knees wide. She wanted me to shave her pussy. Julie was indeed a redhead. Her bush was as auburn as the hair on her head. She had never shaved her pussy while we were married, but she did keep it closely trimmed and her bikini line well in check. Even so, I had always wanted to know what her pussy felt like bare, and guessed I was finally going to find out. I used the scissors and judiciously trimmed everything down to short stubble, then lathered her up with the gel and carefully finished with the razor. While rinsing, I ran my hand over the entirety of her vulva, checking my work to make sure I hadn’t missed anything. Her pussy felt soft yet firm, the skin smooth and slick. She moaned softly from the new sensation of my hand gliding over her bare skin. I gently toweled her off then we moved back to the bedroom. “Time for you to strip,” she playfully demanded and I eagerly complied. My dick was quite cramped inside my shorts and welcomed being released from the constricting clothes. “Onto the bed,” she said, pushing me down and guiding me on where to lie. Then she retrieved something from one of the colorful shopping bags, but hid it from my view while she climbed into bed. I realized what she had taken from the bag when she pushed my arms over my head and I felt handcuffs being placed around my wrists. She had run the cuffs through a spindle in the headboard and secured my hands to it. I was not going anywhere. “Let’s get something straight here,” she said sternly. “Today I get anything I want, right.” “Right,” I answered. “Well, what I want is you. I own you. I can do whatever I want to you and you’ll do whatever I say, right.” “Right,” I answered. This was a side of Julie I had never seen or known she was capable of; forceful, dominant, and sexually aggressive. It scared me, but I liked it. She took a blindfold from the bag and placed it over my eyes. I couldn’t see anything. The next thing I felt were her fingers on the head of my cock. She started at the tip then began gently rubbing over and around the glans. My dick began to throb. She slid her fingers down the length of my cock, occasionally stopping and squeezing tightly. Then I felt the soft, moist sensation of her lips close around the head of my cock. She swirled her tongue across the tip and used her lips to rub over the edge of the glans. The stimulation was overpowering. All my senses shut down and the only thing I was aware of was the intense sensations on the end of my dick. I was transfixed. She slid her lips down my shaft, continuing her exhilarating assault on my glans with her tongue. Her grip on the base of my shaft was causing my prostate to spasm as her lips moved up and down my cock bringing an explosion of sensation. I was nearing orgasm. “I’m going to cum,” I shouted out. She stopped sucking on my dick. “Oh, no you’re not,” she said. “I’m not done with you yet.” I felt her moving around on the bed and then caught a whiff of the fresh inviting scent of her pussy as she straddled my face. There was a hint of baby powder left over from the shaving gel mixed in with her sweet musky aroma. I felt the warmth of her pussy getting closer as she slowly lowered herself onto my face, stopping just as her inner labia touched my lips. They were soft, smooth, and moist. I gently flicked my tongue over them causing her to flinch and moan quietly. She continued to lower herself onto me and I drew her labia into my mouth, gently squeezing them between my lips and running my tongue over the tips. Julie moaned her approval and pressed her pussy further onto my mouth. I stuck my tongue into her vagina, I had no choice; her vulva was firmly pressed against my mouth. Her wetness ran onto my tongue and spread around my mouth. It tasted sweet, flowery, and intoxicating. I pushed my tongue into her opening as far as I could reach. Then she slid her pussy across my mouth. My tongue contacted the underside of her clit and she flinched. I ran my tongue around the perimeter as she moaned loudly and slid her pussy back to where my tongue was at her vagina. I thrust it in deeply. She gasped and rocked her hips back to where my tongue was on her clit again and I licked it furiously. She bucked back the other way and was now moaning continuously as she slid her pussy across my mouth. Her juices ran down my cheeks and chin. “Oh, my god,” she yelled, thrusting her hips forward, stopping and shuddering in ecstasy. I plunged my tongue into her vagina as deeply as I could manage. Her muscles tensed and her thighs squeezed together when I contacted her g-spot. She bucked again, and again my tongue touched her g-spot. “I need you inside me,” she screamed and turned around to straddle my hips. Then she lowered herself onto my cock and began bucking back and forth and up and down with more enthusiasm than ever before. I never knew she could have this much energy. I felt the walls of her vagina constrict around my cock as she stroked up and down my length. “My pussy feels so damn good!” she exclaimed. Julie’s exuberance began to bring me to orgasm. She slid herself up and down my cock with such ferocity I was quickly on edge. Her soft, slippery pussy enveloped my cock while her orgasmic contractions squeezed me. The overwhelming urge was upon me. I thrust my hips up just as Julie was slamming down upon me. She screamed at the deep intrusion and I came. She picked herself up and drove down upon me again. I bucked up, plunging deep inside, and ejaculated again. Julie screamed once more. I felt her kegel muscles contract and grip me tightly and I came again. She continued riding me. Bucking up and down as waves of passion overtook her senses. I came until I had nothing left. Julie finally slowed her motions as she ran out of energy. Between the orgasm and the physical exertion, she was exhausted and collapsed on top of me. A mixture of her juices and my cum oozed out from her pussy and ran down my shaft, puddling at the base of my cock. We laid there for several minutes, recuperating. When we had caught our breath, Julie sat up, my flaccid dick still inside her, and removed the blindfold. I blinked to adjust my eyes. She looked gorgeous kneeling on top of me. Her hair was mussed and she had a glow from the exertion of screwing, I had never seen her look so lovely or in control. “From now on you’re my play toy. I get to use and abuse you as I wish and as often as I like,” she said in a strict and demanding tone. I was scared yet delighted not knowing where it would all go. Our marriage had definitely heated up.

My wife, Julie, and I had been married nearly ten years. We had been happy, our sex life had been good, and finances secure. But lately, the spark was gone. It used to be that when we had sex, it was exuberant, frenetic, sweaty, fuck-till-you-drop raunchy humping. Now, the sex was routine. It was the same thing every time, over and over. Nothing was new and it wasn’t exciting anymore. This Friday was our tenth wedding anniversary and I thought if I did something special for her we might put some of the fire back into our marriage and sex life. “Julie, I thought we could do something special for our anniversary. Something you want to do.” Her eyes lit up and a little smile came across her face. “I want to stay in. I want you to make dinner and then I want us to spend the evening together doing what I want.” “You’re on.” I eagerly accepted hoping the evening would be like the ones we used to have. “You have dinner ready for us at seven. I have to stop on the way home and pick up a few things,” she explained. * * * Friday came and I prepared dinner as I’d agreed. I set the table with flowers, candles, her preferred Merlot, and then waited for her in anticipation of what she had planned. She arrived home a few minutes before seven carrying several shopping bags. “I’m going to change. I’ll be out in a few minutes. Pour me something to drink,” she said while dashing into the bedroom. I put dinner on the table, poured the wine, and stared at the closed bedroom door in contemplation of what she was up to. When it opened and Julie stepped into the doorway, my shy, reserved little wife had transformed herself into a seductress. She wore a red corset trimmed with black lace and a tiny pleated, plaid miniskirt. Her long slender legs were accentuated by black, lace trimmed, thigh high stockings and she was wearing stiletto heels. Her wavy auburn hair hung loosely and provocatively about her bare shoulders and her hazel eyes sparkled in the flickering candlelight. I was immediately aroused and arose to embrace her. She put her hand up to stop me as I approached. “First feed me, then fuck me,” she said in a soft yet demanding voice. She sat at the table, crossed her legs provocatively with her knees high in the air because of the spike heels, and placed her hands in her lap. I returned to my seat and began to eat. “What are you doing?” she said in a tone as if scolding me. I looked at her and shook my head in puzzlement. “I told you to feed me, and that’s what I want. Remember the deal for tonight. I get whatever I want.” Now I understood where she was going with this. I pulled my chair around to the other side of the table and sat facing her. Then I began to feed her as she slowly and lasciviously removed the morsels from the fork. I watched her savor the complex flavors as she chewed, and then lick her lips with the tip of her tongue. I became more aroused from the sensual display and my growing dick was making it uncomfortable to sit, crammed inside my pants as it was. Still, I didn’t dare get up and continued to feed her until she’d had her fill. When she was done, we went into the bedroom. “Now I want a bath,” she demanded. I ran the bath water and when I returned Julie was sitting on the edge of the bed; her legs crossed as before, knees high in the air. She kicked up one leg and wiggled her foot at me. I knelt and removed her stiletto. She reversed her legs and raised the other foot in the same fashion. I removed that shoe then ran my hands up her slender leg until my fingertips were just past the top of the stocking and touching the bare skin of her thigh. With just a small amount of encouragement, I could have cum right there from just the soft, supple feel of her skin. Instead, I focused on the task and slowly slid the stocking down her shapely leg to her ankle. Then I raised her lower leg by placing my hand under her calf muscle and rolled the stocking over her heel and off her foot. I removed the other stocking in the same manner and she rose to her feet. Still kneeling, I unclasped the miniskirt and let it fall to the floor. She wore tiny, white thong panties trimmed with lace which I pulled down and helped her step out of. Then I ran my hands up the outside of her legs, over her hips, and on to her waist to steady myself as I stood. I began the arduous task of unfastening the corset. It fell to the floor in a heap along with the other garments and Julie was now standing before me, completely naked, looking like a goddess. It had been a long time since I felt this way just from seeing her in the buff, but it made me horny as hell. I wanted to jump on her right then, so I put my arms around her and attempted to kiss her. “No, no, no,” she said as she backed away and shook her finger in my face. “Bath first.” We went into the bathroom. I helped Julie into the tub then knelt beside it. She handed me a bath sponge and body wash. I carefully soaped and rinsed her luscious body. Her slippery wet skin felt like silk. She raised each leg in turn and I soaped and rinsed them as well. Then she sat on the edge of the tub and handed me scissors, a razor, and shaving gel. She leaned back and spread her knees wide. She wanted me to shave her pussy. Julie was indeed a redhead. Her bush was as auburn as the hair on her head. She had never shaved her pussy while we were married, but she did keep it closely trimmed and her bikini line well in check. Even so, I had always wanted to know what her pussy felt like bare, and guessed I was finally going to find out. I used the scissors and judiciously trimmed everything down to short stubble, then lathered her up with the gel and carefully finished with the razor. While rinsing, I ran my hand over the entirety of her vulva, checking my work to make sure I hadn’t missed anything. Her pussy felt soft yet firm, the skin smooth and slick. She moaned softly from the new sensation of my hand gliding over her bare skin. I gently toweled her off then we moved back to the bedroom. “Time for you to strip,” she playfully demanded and I eagerly complied. My dick was quite cramped inside my shorts and welcomed being released from the constricting clothes. “Onto the bed,” she said, pushing me down and guiding me on where to lie. Then she retrieved something from one of the colorful shopping bags, but hid it from my view while she climbed into bed. I realized what she had taken from the bag when she pushed my arms over my head and I felt handcuffs being placed around my wrists. She had run the cuffs through a spindle in the headboard and secured my hands to it. I was not going anywhere. “Let’s get something straight here,” she said sternly. “Today I get anything I want, right.” “Right,” I answered. “Well, what I want is you. I own you. I can do whatever I want to you and you’ll do whatever I say, right.” “Right,” I answered. This was a side of Julie I had never seen or known she was capable of; forceful, dominant, and sexually aggressive. It scared me, but I liked it. She took a blindfold from the bag and placed it over my eyes. I couldn’t see anything. The next thing I felt were her fingers on the head of my cock. She started at the tip then began gently rubbing over and around the glans. My dick began to throb. She slid her fingers down the length of my cock, occasionally stopping and squeezing tightly. Then I felt the soft, moist sensation of her lips close around the head of my cock. She swirled her tongue across the tip and used her lips to rub over the edge of the glans. The stimulation was overpowering. All my senses shut down and the only thing I was aware of was the intense sensations on the end of my dick. I was transfixed. She slid her lips down my shaft, continuing her exhilarating assault on my glans with her tongue. Her grip on the base of my shaft was causing my prostate to spasm as her lips moved up and down my cock bringing an explosion of sensation. I was nearing orgasm. “I’m going to cum,” I shouted out. She stopped sucking on my dick. “Oh, no you’re not,” she said. “I’m not done with you yet.” I felt her moving around on the bed and then caught a whiff of the fresh inviting scent of her pussy as she straddled my face. There was a hint of baby powder left over from the shaving gel mixed in with her sweet musky aroma. I felt the warmth of her pussy getting closer as she slowly lowered herself onto my face, stopping just as her inner labia touched my lips. They were soft, smooth, and moist. I gently flicked my tongue over them causing her to flinch and moan quietly. She continued to lower herself onto me and I drew her labia into my mouth, gently squeezing them between my lips and running my tongue over the tips. Julie moaned her approval and pressed her pussy further onto my mouth. I stuck my tongue into her vagina, I had no choice; her vulva was firmly pressed against my mouth. Her wetness ran onto my tongue and spread around my mouth. It tasted sweet, flowery, and intoxicating. I pushed my tongue into her opening as far as I could reach. Then she slid her pussy across my mouth. My tongue contacted the underside of her clit and she flinched. I ran my tongue around the perimeter as she moaned loudly and slid her pussy back to where my tongue was at her vagina. I thrust it in deeply. She gasped and rocked her hips back to where my tongue was on her clit again and I licked it furiously. She bucked back the other way and was now moaning continuously as she slid her pussy across my mouth. Her juices ran down my cheeks and chin. “Oh, my god,” she yelled, thrusting her hips forward, stopping and shuddering in ecstasy. I plunged my tongue into her vagina as deeply as I could manage. Her muscles tensed and her thighs squeezed together when I contacted her g-spot. She bucked again, and again my tongue touched her g-spot. “I need you inside me,” she screamed and turned around to straddle my hips. Then she lowered herself onto my cock and began bucking back and forth and up and down with more enthusiasm than ever before. I never knew she could have this much energy. I felt the walls of her vagina constrict around my cock as she stroked up and down my length. “My pussy feels so damn good!” she exclaimed. Julie’s exuberance began to bring me to orgasm. She slid herself up and down my cock with such ferocity I was quickly on edge. Her soft, slippery pussy enveloped my cock while her orgasmic contractions squeezed me. The overwhelming urge was upon me. I thrust my hips up just as Julie was slamming down upon me. She screamed at the deep intrusion and I came. She picked herself up and drove down upon me again. I bucked up, plunging deep inside, and ejaculated again. Julie screamed once more. I felt her kegel muscles contract and grip me tightly and I came again. She continued riding me. Bucking up and down as waves of passion overtook her senses. I came until I had nothing left. Julie finally slowed her motions as she ran out of energy. Between the orgasm and the physical exertion, she was exhausted and collapsed on top of me. A mixture of her juices and my cum oozed out from her pussy and ran down my shaft, puddling at the base of my cock. We laid there for several minutes, recuperating. When we had caught our breath, Julie sat up, my flaccid dick still inside her, and removed the blindfold. I blinked to adjust my eyes. She looked gorgeous kneeling on top of me. Her hair was mussed and she had a glow from the exertion of screwing, I had never seen her look so lovely or in control. “From now on you’re my play toy. I get to use and abuse you as I wish and as often as I like,” she said in a strict and demanding tone. I was scared yet delighted not knowing where it would all go. Our marriage had definitely heated up.

All characters are of 18+ years old. Thanks for reading! More chapters coming real soon! ***** "Ok class that's a wrap. I'll see you all next week when we begin a new chapter." Said Mr. Holland, my statistics teacher, as the announcements finished and we all got up from our chairs. "And just because you all are graduating in a few weeks, that doesn't mean you guys can just check out and allow your grades to plummet. Senioritis is a terrible disease and if you let it take hold of you, I promise you will be feeling the symptoms of it when you begin college next year. Nonetheless, have a great weekend and stay out of trouble." I hurried down the hall to my locker, eager to be free of the confines of the building and on my way back home to let the weekend begin. I got to my locker and, like usual, fucked up the combination two or three times before I could get the damn thing open. I threw a bunch of books in my backpack even though I knew I wouldn't be using them and headed for the door. "Yo! Wait up Daniels!" I turned at the mention of my name and spotted a few of my friends standing in a small group talking in front of the lockers. I waved and jogged lightly over to them. "Sup guys." I greeted as I approached them. "Not much man, just talkin' about this weekend," Replied Frank, one of my friends from the football team. "Speaking of which, you got any plans this weekend? You know that rich kid Robert Oden-something? He's throwing a huge party tomorrow night. Are you going?" "Nah sorry guys I can't make it. I promised my dad I would help with one of his plumbing jobs on Saturday so I will be out of town until Sunday afternoon." A chorus of groans and boos greeted me as I finished speaking "Aw c'mon man. Can't your old man just bring someone else? We need you there man. Whether you want to admit it or not, girls are into you. Regardless of if you don't want to fuck a bunch of random hot girls, we need you to pass the plate man. Send a few of them our way. C'mon man, do it for us." "I'm sorry guys, I want to go, but I promised my dad I would help him on this. He needs someone who knows plumbing, not just some random guy and I know plenty from working with him so I said I would help. His partner is sick. Next time though, I'm there." With that I turned and headed towards the entrance and the parking lot where my truck was parked. Just as I was opening the passenger door to my truck and slinging my backpack onto the passenger seat, I heard the footsteps of someone running up to me. I turned around to find Audrey, a girl from my class jogging up to me. She was a pretty girl about 5'0" with long black hair that flowed down her back loosely. She was small but had fairly large C or D cups and a good sized bubble butt that stuck out from her small form and drew eyes from down the hall. She wasn't the most gorgeous or most popular girl in the school, but she was pretty darn attractive. I had noted her looks many times, but I had to focus more on my sports than dating or sex so I didn't chase after girls unlike my friends. She slowed to a stop in front of me and paused for a moment to catch her breath. "Hi Josh. I didn't mean to listen to your conversation or anything but I just overheard you say something about you knowing plumbing. Is that...like...true?" "Yes..." I said cautiously. "Is there something wrong with that?" "No, no, no! I just... our kitchen sink started leaking this week and I was wondering if you could help me out. I don't know two things about plumbing." "What's wrong with your dad? Can't he fix it? Or at least call a plumber?" I asked, not wanting to sacrifice my Friday evening lying on my back in someone else's kitchen covered in dirty water and pipe glue trying to fix a sink. "Yeah that's the thing. He's out of town for two weeks on a business trip. It's just me and my mom and my little brother. He said to call your dad because he knew that your dad is a plumber, but he is out of town on that job that you are meeting him at tomorrow so we don't have anyone we know who could help out short notice. Please Josh. We are willing to pay you whatever it takes. Please?" I closed my eyes and sighed, rubbing my temples. Who was I kidding? I wasn't going to say no to someone who needed help. I might as well get all my non-existent plumbing urges out this weekend if I was already going to be helping out my dad tomorrow. "Fine, I'll do it, Audrey. No charge. I'll be over in a couple hours." I told her. "OMG Thank you, thank you, thank you Josh!" she exclaimed as she threw her small arms around my waist in a hug. "I'll tell my mom you're coming over. Thanks again!" She let go of me and went to her car before I could even think about what I had gotten myself into. I had never even seen their kitchen sink. I had no idea what the problem was with it or what it was going to take to get it fixed. And I was doing it for free. 'You are such an idiot Josh!' I thought to myself as I climbed up into my truck and pulled out of the school parking lot. I didn't live especially far from school so I got home pretty quickly. I went straight up to my room and started to change into my work clothes. "Josh are you home?" yelled my mother up the stairs. "Yeah I'm changing, why?" I yelled back. "Changing for what? Are you going somewhere?" "Yeah, a girl in my grade is having sink issues so I promised her I would take a look at it today. I'll be back later. I don't know how long this will take." I finished changing and went downstairs to the kitchen where my mom was. "Ok, well your father called a little while ago and said to tell you that Rick was feeling better and is headed down tomorrow to help on the job. He doesn't need you tomorrow." "Cool. I better get going. I haven't even seen this sink yet so I have no idea what the situation is there. I don't want to be in someone else's kitchen until 1:00 a.m. neck deep in dish water. Bye" I got all my tools from the garage and threw them in the bed of my truck and headed over to Audrey's house. She lived a bit farther from school than me but still wasn't too far away. I pulled in the driveway and parked my truck behind what I assumed was her mom's Toyota forerunner. My truck barely fit in the damn drive. I took my toolbox and lugged it to the front door. Before I could even knock, the door flew open. "Hi Josh," came a bubbly and sweet voice. "Hello again, Audrey." I greeted in response. "Mom! Josh is here. You know...the guy I told you about who said he could help with the kitchen sink!" Audrey yelled into the house. "Ok I'll be right there sweetie." Yelled back a female voice that I assumed had to belong to her mother. I stepped in the door, ducking my head a bit to avoid smacking my forehead on the door frame. As I stepped into the entry hall, a woman in her thirties stepped around the corner. She looked like an older version of Audrey with a similar body and the same long, black hair and bright attitude. "You must be Josh," she said. "You're a tall one, aren't you? And handsome too. A good package." "Mom!" exclaimed Audrey, blushing. "Thank you ma'am," I said, amused by her embarrassment. "So Audrey said you were having plumbing issues. May I see the sink?" "Ooooo. Tall, handsome, AND polite. I wish my daughter was dating a boy like you." Continued Audrey's mom. "Mom!" exclaimed Audrey again, her cheeks bright red. "Ok, ok I was just making an observation is all," said Audrey's mom. "The kitchen is this way Josh." She led me down a hall and to the kitchen. The cabinet doors below the sink were hanging and there were several bath towels soaking up water on the floor along with a couple buckets part way full of water. "We don't know anything about plumbing as Audrey probably explained to you so I'll let you have at it. If you need anything, I'll be gone for a few hour shopping and running errands but Audrey will be here and her younger brother, Simon, will be home from Lacrosse in a few hours. Thanks again." Audrey's mom left and I got to work diagnosing the problem. Their sink was one of those old fancy ones made of limestone that weighed about two hundred pounds and was a pain in the ass to install and work on. I crawled under the sink and began inspecting the pipes. Audrey stood with her hands on her hips watching me for a couple of minutes, but got bored and went to the living room to watch TV. I got out my tools and began working on the pipes, wanting to get done as soon as possible. I felt nervous being under this big stone sink. Who knows if there was water damage to the surrounding wood countertops? The problem wasn't a terribly difficult one which made me breathe a sigh of relief. There had been a clog and someone had run the sink too long creating enough pressure in the pipe to burst several sections of the pipe. I would have to replace all the broken parts, which, to my dismay, included a couple sections in the wall behind the cabinet. I shut off the water and started replacing the broken pipe starting with the ones in the wall, and working my way up to the sink. It took about an hour but I finally got to the last section of pipe which was the one attached to the drain directly below the sink. I got the new pipe and crawled under the sink and lay on my back to install the new piece. Just as I finished fitting the piece into the drain and was about to fit the other end into the other pipe, I heard the one sound I didn't want to hear right now. *CRACK* I froze and listened as a serious of similar of similar noises followed. 'Oh shit,' I managed to think as the water damaged counter gave way to the massive sink and the whole thing came crashing down on my chest pinning my right arm and torso to the floor. The only reason all my ribs and organs weren't crushed right there was because the six inch piece of pipe I had just attached to the bottom of the sink jammed into the ground keeping the sink from flattening me. Still, the fuckin' thing hit my chest hard, knocking the wind out of me and putting plenty of weight on me. "What the fuck happened?" came Audrey voice, slightly muffled by the enormous stone sink in front of my head. "Oh my god! Are you ok Josh? What happened? "Yeah I'm fine," I groaned. "The counter was rotted from the water damage and it couldn't support the weight of the sink anymore." "Are you hurt? Can you get out?" asked Audrey. I tried to wiggle my right arm free, but it was stuck real good under the weight of the damn sink. I placed my left hand against the side of the sink and attempted to slide it to the side and off me, but I was right handed and the damn thing was just too heavy. "No dice. This thing is too heavy for me to move one handed and my arm is stuck." I confirmed. "I guess we could wait for my brother to get home. He isn't as strong as you but you two combined should be able to get it moved. I won't be much help. Simon should be home in about an hour, maybe less depending on what time his coach lets him out." I groaned. This was not going to be a fun or comfortable hour. "You aren't hurt are you? Is it hurting you?" inquired Audrey. "No I'm fine just...not very comfortable." "Well...maybe I can help with that..." I felt Audrey kneel between my legs and felt her small hands slide up my jean clad thighs. "What does that mean...?" I asked, confused. "Just let me help you out. Relax and just lay there." Came her reply. I felt her hand reach the top of my thigh and move over to my crotch where she began to unzip my jeans and reach inside the hole in search of my penis. "Whoa there. I'm not looking for that kind of help Audrey..." "Just be quiet Josh and enjoy it. I'm trying to help you out here. Plus...All the girls I know admire you and yet you won't let any of them close. I just want to see what you've been hiding all these years. Relax baby, and let me take care of you." I felt her small hand find its prize and she gripped my shaft. She pulled my penis through the hole in my jeans and I heard her gasp in surprise as my dick emerged. "Oh my..." she breathed. "You really are packin', aren't ya?" I could barely see through a small crack between the sink and the cabinet wall but I could tell everything that was happening in detail. She held her forearm up next to my cock in a size comparison and giggled her approval to find hers was smaller. "Mmmm I'm gonna have some fun with this big thing." She said, excitedly. "Audrey seriously, stop and go get some help if you don't mind. I'm not interested in sex right now. I have higher priorities. Now if you would, kindly replace my penis and get help." I said firmly. "Oh come on Josh!" she pouted. "What higher priorities? Sports? It's not fair to keep something so beautiful from so many girls! Now I'm gonna give make this next hour the best one of your life." I sighed in resignation. What could I do about it? I was good and stuck under this god forsaken sink and would be until her brother Simon came home. Meanwhile, Audrey had ignored my protests and was busy expertly stroking my penis. Despite the fact that I didn't want this, I couldn't help but let out a groan as her small, warm hand moved up and down my now hard shaft. Audrey giggled happily, a sound that was too cute to not make me rock solid no matter how much I just wanted her to go get help. After a few more pumps with her little hand, she paused for a moment to wrap her lips around the head of my cock and started sucking lightly while she resumed stroking my meat with her soft hand. At the touch of her warm, wet mouth around the head of my cock, I let out another soft moan. Audrey hummed in approval, sending vibrations of agonizing pleasure down my penis and through my body. I couldn't help it. I wanted more but I had zero power over what was going on what with me trapped beneath the sink. Audrey seemed eager to move on though and she began take a bit more of my meat in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down, lightly sucking on the first couple inches of my cock while her hand continued stroking the remaining length. I had to admit that it felt incredible. I had never had sex before despite the many offers I had received from various girls throughout my high school career and these new sensations had me moaning and shaking with pleasure. Audrey paused her stroking and slowly pushed her head further down until about 3 and a half inches were in and my cockhead hit the entrance to her throat. She held it there for a couple seconds, gagging herself slightly, before coming up coughing a bit. She laughed and coughed again before returning to her previous routine of stroking and sucking. Man, what I would have given to have had her continue trying until I was all the way in her throat but I was powerless to do anything but let her do her thing. After a few more minutes of sucking me off, Audrey took her head off my dick with a pop as the suction she had been applying broke seal with my cockhead. She leaned back, still on her knees and pulled her tank top over her head and let it drop to the floor next to her revealing the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her tits were incredible. They were perfectly shaped and the D cups would have been more than enough to fill my hand had I been in a position to grope them. She cupped them and smiled sweetly down at me before leaning over and crawling upwards towards my crotch. She leaned over my cock and spit on the shaft and rubbed it all over with her hand, slickening my whole member. She bent over further and wrapped her gorgeous breasts around my steel rod. She took her breasts in both hands and squeezed them together, firmly creating a tight and heavenly tunnel in-between her two melons. She began to use her tits to stroke my penis in what I can only imagine was the best titfuck of all time. Audrey moaned as my dick rubbed against her tits and she began to stroke faster. I groaned again as waves of pleasure flowed through me. She continued her motion for a few more pleasure filled minutes before her arms got tired and she slowed to a stop. I felted the warmth of her breasts leave my penis as she stopped pressing her cleavage together and leaned back. "Let's move on now, shall we?" she said, the lust apparent in her voice. I watched through the space as she stood up, turned around, and slowly peeled her tight fitting cut off khaki shorts down over her curvy butt and down her smooth, shapely legs. Her panties followed in suite a second later. She turned back towards me and proceeded to straddle my thighs. She took hold of my shaft with one hand and pressed it against her stomach to see how deep it would be if she bottomed out balls deep. She was so small and I was so large that it reached up to her ribs. "Mmmmm that's gonna be all inside me soon..." she breathed, the lust dripping like honey from her silky voice. She raised herself up and pressed the head of my penis against her pussy lips causing her to moan at the touch. She rubbed the head against her slit a few times before the positioned it and began to lower herself. She was so wet that the head went in fairly easy. She moaned as her tight little pussy was stretched to fit my cockhead. She rubbed her clit and continued to moan and whimper cutely as she slid further and further down on my cock. She managed to get about half of my cock in her velvety hole before she stopped and allowed herself to accommodate to my massive girth. I have never in my life experienced anything like the feeling of her tight little cunt stretched around my cock. It was absolutely amazing. If heaven is anything like this, then I knew I had something incredible to look forward to. She slowly rode my penis, bouncing up and down slowly, just taking about half of my meat in her tight, wet hole. She was so horny that she only had to ride my cock for a couple minutes before she came. She cried out as the sensations flew through her and her muscles spasmed around my shaft. Her pussy contracted and clenched my dick so tightly that I was about ready to erupt right there, but I managed to hold it off. She pulled off my dick as she came down from her post-orgasm high breathing hard. "Okay baby," she whispered. "I had my moment of glory, now it's your turn. Let it all out big boy." She leaned down and began jerking me off to finish me off. "C'mon baby, give it to me. I want your yummy cum all over my face and tits. I'm soooo ready for it. Are you ready? I can tell your about to blow. Cover me in your cum, Athlete." The combination of her soft, warm hand pumping my shaft rapidly and her silky sweet voice finally sent me over and I erupted with the forced of five volcanos. She breathed in sharply as her pretty face and breasts were blasted by wave after wave of sticky cum. She continued stroking me the whole time, milking my balls for everything they had, which was an enormous amount of jizz. When I finally finished spewing my spunk, she was covered and collapsed on top of my thighs in exhaustion. That's when I heard a small cough come from the other side of the kitchen. I glanced through the slot in the cabinet and saw a teenage kid with a lacrosse stick in one hand and a large duffel bag in the other. His face was as red as a tomato and he was staring at the floor, embarrassed as hell to have stumbled upon such a sight. Audrey weakly sat up and turned to see who had discovered us. She was too tired to care though so she just lay back down against my legs. "Hey Simon. Meet Josh, a guy from my school. He's here to help with the plumbing..."

Chapter One I had moved to a house just three blocks off of the Pacific Ocean. At the end of the cul-de-sac, a trail led downward to the edge of a cliff overlooking the water. Below the cliff was a wide, smooth, rock ledge, facing due west, that when the ocean was calm, became a secluded, sunbathing haven for coeds from the local university. It was a perfectly formed v-shaped cove, about 100 feet wide at its widest point. With all of the natural bougainvillea growing around the top of the cliff, made it difficult for the surrounding homes, set back a considerable distance, to see down to the rock ledge below. Thus it was a very private cove. The walk down from the cliff, more like a climbing descent, was not the popular access to the water’s edge. Two streets below mine, and well to the north, there was another dead-end cul-de-sac that allowed cars to park along the curb, where it was a short walk down an easy sloping trail to get on the ledge, and then it was about a fifteen minute stroll south to reach the cove. Immediately after moving into the new house, I began to explore the neighborhood, and found the steep and narrow trail that led down to the rock ledge below. My surroundings were all new to me, and I had to see where this trail would lead. On my second day in the neighborhood, standing atop the cliff, maybe two stories above the rock ledge below, I noticed about a dozen people down there. They were spread out, lying on beach towels, soaking up the sun. I could faintly hear music from a portable radio well below my vantage point. There was a very narrow crevasse in the rock ledge, about 10 feet across and 30 feet in length, where two people were floating in the ocean, waiting for a gentle wave to lift them up where they could grab onto a handhold high on the rocks, and lift themselves out of the water. I didn’t really notice much more than that, not paying close attention to the people below me, I was focused on the trail and how to navigate it down to the rock ledge. The trail was steep, with places that each foot needed to be precisely placed. As I was fairly fit, lean and muscular from playing sports in school, physical exertion was not an issue. In my new environment, it was easy getting used to wearing nothing but my board shorts, but walking in flip-flops, on a steep, downhill trail, caused me to focus on the next footstep, and not thinking about what I would find at the end of my journey. I made my way down the trail, and it brought me to the closed end of the cove, providing an open view out to the west. The sun was high, and there were no shadows to be found. As I gazed around at the scene before me, two things became apparent, there was not a male in group that lay on the rocks, and every girl was topless. At 18 years old, admittedly, I had seen very few naked women, or a partially naked woman, in real life. The popular woman’s swimsuit at this time was a string bikini, and so, it was often difficult to see the thin string across the back. I was not wearing sunglasses, and squinted to confirm what I thought I was seeing. Not one of the girls in the Cove was wearing a top. They were laying on their stomach or back, or sitting up facing towards the water. Suddenly it seemed very difficult to swallow, and I felt a slight swelling in my board shorts, the kind that teenage boys sometimes experience. From where I stood, I could not see the two girls in the water below, but when a good sized wave lifted them up, they grabbed ahold of the rock ledge, and pulled themselves up onto the surface, and stood up. They were dripping with the cool sea water, and both tilted their heads back to let their long hair drop behind them, and they reached their hands up and over their heads to gather all of it up and wring the water out. They were topless, with no tan lines, and their nipples were much darker brown than their skin. My eyes focused on those brown nipples, perfectly round, erect from the light wind brushing their wet skin, pointed upward on their wet, round breasts. I stood in awe, my heart pounding in my chest. Not being able to inhale, I felt my dick grow fast and hard, pointed down the right leg of my board shorts. I stood deathly still. Nobody had noticed me standing at the back of the cove, and even if they had, I could not move my legs to get away. Frozen, both because of the scene of nearly nude, young women before me, grander than my wildest fantasies at the time, and also because my dick was so hard, and uncomfortably pointed down my pant leg in an unnatural position, I couldn’t take a step. My brain was on overload, and I wished this very minute of my life would never end. The two girls from the water were wringing-out their long, dark hair, laughing with big white smiles at whatever one of them had said to the other. I openly stared at their lean, tanned bodies, naked breasts, and long legs, still dripping wet from their swim. Their wet bikini bottoms were clinging tightly to their hips, crotch, and shapely butts. I had to swallow hard to keep from drooling on myself. I had known for years that I liked girls, but what I was feeling at this moment was more like a hunger for girls, well beyond just liking them. My eyes were feeding on the sight of them, but there were other parts of my body than needed to be satisfied as well. My hard dick, in its downward position, was really starting to hurt. I thought I needed to take the pressure off, and reached down with my right hand to stretch my shorts, and lift my dick as far off my leg as it would go. In doing so, I must have squeezed some pre-cum out of the tip, and now had a quarter-sized wet spot on the front of my green board shorts. As my gaze went from girl-to-girl-to-girl, it appeared I was still unnoticed. The two girls from the ocean went to their towels and lay down on their backs. Now, no one was standing in the cove but me; all of the girls were either seated or laying on their beach towels. While I contemplated my next move, a couple of the girls rolled over from their stomachs onto their backs, exposing their breasts to me as they situated themselves on their towels. Some of them had nearly perfect, even tans over their entire bodies, others, probably new to the cove, had distinct tan lines, with their two white breasts standing in contrast to the surrounding brown skin. While I observed that their nipples varied somewhat in size and color, with the areolas seemingly capping the point of each breast, I did see distinctly, different shaped nipples on a few of girls. On their breasts, the areolas appeared puffy, with a softer looking, fleshy nipple on the top. Why the view of the puffy nipples sent an extra jolt of electricity to both my brain and my dick, I didn’t know, but I liked it. One of the three puffy nipple girls had a very dark tan, with no tan lines and dark, dark puffy nipples. She must have been Polynesian, or from another Pacific Island—her skin tone was an incredible dark mocha color. The other two, both redheads, may have been sisters, or even twins. Their skin was pale compared to everyone else on the rock ledge, and their breasts were as white as cream, with big, puffy, light pink nipples. It was difficult for me to stop staring at them, for reasons I didn’t understand. I was so turned on by each of the girls in front of me; I didn’t notice every hair on my body, like my dick, was standing at attention as well. I finally took a deep breath. And then another. I needed my dick to soften a bit if I was going to walk anywhere. My heart beat slowed to where I could no longer feel it pounding in my ears, and my dick released the blood it was holding captive. Now that I thought I could walk, it was time to figure out where to go. The most incredible scene I had ever witnessed was laid out before me in the cove. I began walking along the south edge, closer to where the girls lay sunning themselves. I was mesmerized by the variety of tits I was seeing for the first time. Some had pointed, erect nipples, others soft, small mounds. The skin colors ranged from white to dark brown, with many of the petite girls’ breasts firmly standing up, others, larger orbs of flesh, spilling over the sides of their chests. I started to notice many other features of these beautiful girls; the curve of their shoulders, the way their hair fell on their faces, the bones protruding at the hips, firm round butts, and the mound in their bikini bottoms. As I approached the girls, walking slowly, I found myself close enough to see the freckles on some of the lighter skinned girls. Seeing that, and without reason, I felt the blood start to flow into my dick once again. The freckles on their faces, necks, arms, and chests were such a turn on to me. A few of the girls were covered in freckles, and the freckles flowed on to their breasts, and I had to look away to avoid stopping in my tracks to stare. As I reached the nearest girl from where I entered the Cove, she was lying on her back. I could now see her tits were the largest of the group, filling her chest and covering the sides of her body as well. As I approached from behind her, without even lifting her head, she picked up her bottle of oil, squirted some in her left hand, applied it to the center of her chest, and then with both hands rubbed it over her plump breasts and flat stomach, causing her pink nipples to become erect. My head was spinning, and I was actually dizzy. I walked slowly, glancing from girl to girl, in disbelief of what I was seeing, but enjoyed the feeling of my heart pounding in my chest. As I looked at their incredible bodies, not one of them met my gaze. It was like I was invisible. In twenty-five steps, I passed all of them, and made a hard left turn to follow the rock ledge out of the cove. Once around the corner, I stopped, closed my eyes, and everything I had just seen played back in my head, as if I was watching a video. Decidedly, this was the best day of my life. As both my breathing and my pulse returned to normal, there was another wet mark, albeit slightly lower on my shorts, from the pre-cum leaking from my dick. I was flushed and sweating from thinking about what I had just experienced. I started to wonder what would be my next move. I looked around the rock I was walking on, and began to realize there was no way up to the top of the cliff without passing the girls again. With that thought, my heart started to race, and I could feel the excitement in my entire body. I was concerned though; that the girls simply ignored me on my first pass because it was the easiest thing to do. No outcry or confrontation--and I would be gone and leave them to enjoy their secret cove. But a second pass might be different. It would be easy to deduce at that point I was nothing more than a teenage peeping tom. What would they do to me if I went back? Well, I had no choice and would have to walk past them all to get off the ledge and back up to the street where I lived. I took a deep breath, and headed back north to the Cove. I approached the edge of the Cove slowly, and stopped to look around the corner. It seemed like the hottest part of the day, and now all of the girls were now on their feet. Four girls had already jumped in to the ocean, and the remaining seven were standing at the edge of the ledge, waiting for the next wave to roll in so they could safely jump in the water. I watched as girl after girl jumped in, squealing, topless, pinching their nose shut, dropping down into the ocean. They each came up, head tilted back, clearing their hair from their face, and smiling. They were all treading water, bouncing up and down with each wave. I approached the area where their towels and beach bags were spread out, watching the last of the girls leap of off the rocks. Again, not one of the girls had looked at me, and I felt like I was invisible to them. I quickly headed east through the Cove, to access the path back up to the top of the cliff above and make my way back to my house. That night, I lay in my bed with my eyes closed, vividly trying to relive my experience earlier that day. Each time I thought about getting to the bottom of the cliff, down on to the rocks, and seeing the topless girls, my breathing stopped. My dick was hard as a two-by-four, and I smiled now that I understood what getting a “woody” meant. I rolled over, lying on my stomach, my dick compressed by the weight of my body on the mattress. I had not masturbated at this point in my life, but frequently experienced wet-dreams. I almost always woke up immediately after ejaculating, as I would be sweating, out of breath, and had a mess of wet cum in my pjs. I enjoyed my wet dreams, vaguely recalling some of the fantasies about girls in the dream, but I really liked the relaxed feeling of my body after the event. I just wished I could will myself into a wet dream as I slept, as opposed to waiting for whatever the natural cause was for it to happen. That night, I fell asleep on my stomach, and awoke in the middle of night, when I was still feeling contractions in my groin after the peak of my wet dream orgasm. My hips were still slowly thrusting my dick into the mattress beneath me, my balls were tight against my body, and my cum was warm on my stomach. My experience at the cove, seeing all those topless girls, gave me the best wet dream I had ever had. The Cove became my escape. I went nearly everyday day after I returned home from school. On the weekend, there were too many sightseers walking the rock ledge, and while some of the girls came to tan on the rocks, they did not sunbathe topless. My routine on weekdays and school holidays was to take my binoculars and sit above the Cove, at the top of the cliff, and watch the girls. I got to recognize the regulars, and looked forward to seeing them show off their bodies. I would sit back away from the edge of the cliff, as I did not want them to catch me looking at them. As I watched through my binoculars, from time to time, one of them would shield the sun from their eyes and look up to the top of the cliff. I would just lean back, out of view for a few minutes, and then would resume looking at their glorious bare breasts when they lay down to work on improving their tans. While the bougainvillea did provide the girls cover from being viewed by people in the two houses on either side of the Cove, every so often, someone would walk to the edge of the homes’ large outdoor decks, and briefly gaze down on the girls, seeing what they had chosen to expose to the world. I was doing just the same, albeit with a little more frequency. I would get a rock-hard erection during my watch, pump out copious amounts of pre-cum on my leg, and every few nights, have another wonderful wet dream. After a few weeks of viewing the girls from the cliff—I never walked down on them again—it was a school holiday, but not a work holiday. From my recent experiences viewing the Cove, I knew there would be a lot of girls on the rocks that day, starting about mid-morning. Dressed in my board shorts and flip-flops, I had walked down from my house to the cliff. I had always sat somewhere well off to the west of the trail leading down into the cove, but had never once seen anyone using the trail from my street to venture down. Without paying much attention today, I had failed to walk very far from the trail into the bougainvillea to take up my position. Unknowingly, that would turn out to be a problem for me in the second hour of my watch. As I sat gazing at the various girls arrive in the Cove, singly, in pairs or small groups, I truly enjoyed watching the process of them getting settled. First they would kick-off their flip-flops and spread out their beach towel, some placing a folded towel on the rocks to use as a pillow. Then they would peel off their bathing suit cover-ups or T-shirts. Lastly, they would untie their string bikini tops and expose their supple breasts, always adjusting their hair, keeping it off of their faces and over their shoulders. Then the process of applying suntan lotion would begin. The combination of the shiny, slippery skin, and the girls rubbing the lotion on themselves, and frequently each other, turned me on so much, my hard dick would just ache. I sat on my butt, knees bent, feet flat on the ground, with my dick in the right leg of my board shorts. Since I was looking through the binoculars, I did not have any peripheral vision. Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching near me, and I dropped the binoculars to look up, but it was too late. I was busted. It was two girls, a blonde and a brunette, wearing bikinis, sunglasses, and wide-brimmed, straw hats. They were both carrying large beach bags over their shoulders with towels sticking out of the top. Judging from their fit bodies, and smooth tan skin, they were probably in their early twenties, but neither one removed their hat or sunglasses so it was hard to tell. Each one of them had a beautiful tanned body; well-proportioned hips, and ample breasts, swaying slightly, even though they had stopped walking and stood towering above me. I’m sure the expression on my face was one of shock. And as I sat looking up at them, the blonde said to me, “Hey pervert, what are you doing up here?” I replied, “Hi. Up here? I’m whale watching.” Hoping they didn’t notice my hard dick as it was rapidly deflating. The brunette said, “Bullshit. There are no whales this time of year.” I said, “Really, I thought I saw some in my binoculars,” my hand searching for them next to me while I remained looking up at the girls. The blonde took two quick steps and was now standing in front of me and said, “The only thing you are looking at in those binoculars are the tits of me and my girlfriends down there while you watch us and jack off. We see you almost every time we come to the Cove.” I had heard the kids in school use that phrase, “jack off,”, but did not know what it meant. I pleaded to her, “I’m not jacking off--I don’t even know what that means.” The brunette, stepping closer to me, intervened, “Bullshit, pervert. You sit up here all day stroking your dick to our tits. We’re not stupid.” Now I pleaded with both of them, “I have never stroked my dick. I don’t know what you are talking about. Sure my dick gets hard looking at your beautiful bodies, and it leaks a lot of pre-cum while I’m watching, but I only cum when I have wet dreams.” “Whaaaaat?” screamed the blonde. “You’ve never jerked yourself off? How old are you?” “Eighteen,” I stated proudly. “And I don’t jerk off. My pre-cum leaks out when my dick gets squeezed, that’s all.” “Well when you squeeze the pre-cum out of your dick, don’t you eventually come,” retorted the blonde. “No, never,” I said. The blonde and brunette stood above me, looking at each other, mouthing words back and forth I couldn’t hear. I was getting scared they were talking about calling the police. I figured I could out run them once we got on the pavement up on the road, and I said, “What are you two talking about? What are you going to do with me?” The brunette looked down at me, “You are eighteen and never jacked off? Not once? Don’t lie to us.” I replied, “No, I’m not even sure what that means.” The blonde, looking at me sitting on the ground, said, “That wet spot from your pre-cum is pretty far down your shorts. Show us your dick. We want to see how big it is.” Somewhat unsure about my options at this point, I said, “It’s small when it’s soft, but I have to point it down my board shorts, or when I get hard, it sticks out above the waistband.” The two girls exchanged a glance, but I couldn’t decipher it what it meant with them above me and their sunglasses on. The blonde spoke first, “We are going to show you how to jack off. It’s really easy, and if you like your wet dreams, you are really going to like this.” The brunette added, “My friend here is going to give you one of her special handjobs, and you’re going to thank us when we’re done with you.” She then she removed the beach towel from her bag, and placed it on the ground directly behind me. She said, “Now why don’t you take off those board shorts and sit here on this towel.” I looked over my shoulder at the towel, my heart now pounding in my chest, my throat dry, and seemingly gasping for breath. A girl I didn’t know just asked me to remove my pants, and expose my dick, out in public. I’m sure I looked very uncomfortable when I said, “I don’t know you, and I think I’m going to go home.” The blonde immediately demanded, “Get your shorts off. You sit up here and watch us, and you say you don’t even jack off, that is ridiculous. We are going to teach you the proper way to jack off, and you will never be the same.” The blonde dropped to her knees in front of me, bringing her face to roughly the same level as mine. The brunette was sitting with her legs crossed, behind me, on the edge of the towel. I was still sitting in front of the towel, and without warning, the brunette grabbed my shoulders and pulled me backwards. I fell on to my back, on the towel, and my feet momentarily lifted off the ground as I had lost my balance. The blonde moved swiftly, grabbing the waistband of my board shorts with both hands, and pulled them down to my ankles. I found myself lying on my back, totally naked, staring up at two girls in bikinis, who obviously weren’t done with me. One of the girls laughed as she said, “He’s right. It is small when it’s soft.” The brunette started to pull me up into a sitting position, and when I got situated with my torso upright, I found myself leaning directly against her body. I could feel her soft tits pressing into my back. I took a deep breath through my nose, and it was filled with the sweet smell of her hair and the coconut oil on her skin. That was enough to make my dick start to grow again. The blonde noted out loud, “It’s good to see something’s coming back to life.” At that very moment, I was aware she was staring at my dick, and I became unsure if it was going to impress her, and it started to soften again. The blonde said, “Aww, is this your first time with a girl? You scare so easily. You need to relax. My friend and I are going to make you feel wonderful. And while you will want us do this again; this is a one and only experience. We thought we wanted to scare you off, but since you claim you don’t know how to make yourself cum, we are going to show you how.” She reached her hand out and caressed my cheek, and added, “Sweetheart, the first step is that your dick needs to get hard.” I looked down at my dick, shrinking in nervousness. The girls were still wearing their sunglasses so I couldn’t see their eyes and it felt like both of them were staring directly at my dick, waiting for it to get hard on its own. They both could easily sense my anxiety. Without saying a word, the blond removed her hat. She had a long French braid, and looked younger without the hat on. As I watched, she reached behind her and pulled on the lower string of her bikini top to untie the knot. The cloth triangles covering her breasts loosed their grip, but still covered what I craved to see. That move had the desired effect on me as my dick pulsed, and slowly began to fill with blood. It went from completely small and limp to growing thicker and longer as my excitement returned. I looked up from my dick to the blonde, and she was smiling at me. I smiled back at her, and felt my dick pulse once more. The growth of my erection stalled before it was solidly hard. I was sitting naked in public with two girls that were strangers to me, and I was still uncertain of their intentions. The blonde reached behind her neck and pulled on the top string on her bikini. Once she pulled it all the way, she dropped the string and her top fell on to her lap exposing two beautiful, white breasts, with small, quarter-sized, light pink nipples. Her nipples were soft—barely protruding from above the surface of the areola. I hadn’t looked up into the blonde’s sunglasses in a while as I was admiring her tits, letting the close up view of them make my dick get even harder. While distracted by the sensuous view of her tits, I didn’t see her reach for my shaft. When she grasped the base of my dick, it startled me and had the reverse effect from what we all wanted. She gave me a warm, reassuring smile, and released my dick. She brought her hands up to her tits, covering them and the pink nipples that had hypnotized me. All the while smiling at me, she caressed both breasts, and I watched as her soft touch made her nipples get erect. Once her small nipples were fully erect, she grabbed them between her thumb and index finger and squeezed them gently. She let go, briefly, so I could see her hard nipples, she then lightly rubbed her tanned fingers over her breasts, gently caressing her nipples. That view made me get as hard as I thought I could get, and I was enjoying the shoulder massage from the brunette behind me. As the blonde was pulling softly on her nipples with her fingers, the brunette unexpectedly dropped her hands off my shoulders and grabbed my nipples and squeezed them, maybe a little too hard, I thought. That sent a huge jolt through my entire body, making my hard dick pulse twice, and the clear, slippery pre-cum oozed out of the tip and ran down the top of my dick on to the shaft. The blonde said, seemingly to herself, “I think he’s ready to be jacked off now.” The brunette asked, “Give me a kiss first?” As the blonde leaned forward to meet the mouth of the brunette kneeling behind me, it placed her right breast up against my left cheek. I immediately turned my mouth to the left and caressed her breast with my slightly parted lips. I moved a little farther toward her, and suddenly realized her nipple was within reach. I traced her nipple along my upper and lower lip. Then, seizing the opportunity, I stuck out my tongue, and gently licked her nipple. I heard moaning from the mouths above me, but didn’t know if it was from the girls’ kissing or from me licking on the nipple. Either way, it turned me on. The girls broke their kiss, and the blonde leaned back, her nipple leaving my tongue. I watched it as she moved back. It was wet, red and swollen, and was the sexiest body part I had ever seen—or licked on. The blonde, still wearing her sunglasses, brought her right hand up in front of me, and said, “OK, to jack off, place your thumb and forefinger together to make a ring. And then slide it over your dick, like this.” The head of my dick was swollen to a much larger size than she could make with her finger and thumb. When she shoved it down over my head, every muscle in my body twitched. She slowly slid it down to the base of my shaft and then started back up. I felt my dick get even harder. On her slow stroke back up, the clear pre-cum began to ooze out of the tip again. It ran off the head, and started down the shaft. When the blonde’s hand met my juice, it ran onto the back of her hand. I swallowed hard as now I knew I was no longer in control of my senses, the two girls were. Finishing the upstroke, the blonde slid her hand all the way off my dick and lifted it to her mouth, tasting my pre-cum. “Hmm,” she said. “It’s sweet.” She reached over and offered the back of her hand to the brunette, who extended her tongue to taste my juices. I was mesmerized, seeing the brunette’s tongue, licking my pre-cum off of the blonde’s small tanned hand. When she had licked it clean, the blonde resumed stroking my dick, but my pre-cum would only make it slippery for a couple of strokes, then it got sticky and she couldn’t smoothly stroke me. She stopped stroking and firmly grasped the base of my shaft, causing my swollen head to turn purple. She said to the brunette, “Can you hand me the baby oil?” The brunette reached into her nearby beach bag and found the baby oil. She handed it to the blonde without speaking a word. I was leaning against the brunette’s chest, and could feel her tits pushing into my back. I realized I was feeling her hard nipples pressed against me. I was confused; as I didn’t realize she had removed her top too. That sent another shiver of pleasure through my body and made my dick pulse. The blonde made her hands slippery with the oil, and placed them around my shaft. True to her word, she was stroking me with the circle made by her thumb and finger. Her grip was just the right pressure as she stroked up and down, while her other hand cupped my balls, gently massaging them. She only went all the way up over my head every five or six strokes, and it was the most pleasure I had ever felt—much better than my wet dreams. I felt my muscles begin to tighten in my stomach and groin. I was focused on the blonde’s tits as they jiggled from side-to-side as she stroked me. The nipples were no longer erect, but they were still very sexy, perched atop her round, firm tits. The brunette was caressing my nipples, both fully erect. She was rubbing her tits on my back, and I could feel her warm skin against mine. Suddenly, pre-cum started to flow out of my tip like a faucet had been turned on. I didn’t know what this meant, but apparently the girls did. The blonde alternated one tight, slow stroke, with two, light, fast strokes, and my brain was scrambled. The muscles in my abdomen and groin tighten further, I took a deep breath, and my dick pulsed one more time. Even I was impressed with the size of my dick as my orgasm approached. My eyes moved from the blonde’s tits to my dick. My muscles were flinching, and I wondered if this is what happens in my wet dreams. I could feel every muscle in my body begin to tighten. I felt the hot release of cum, leaving my balls, flowing up my shaft, and I started to moan from deep in my throat. But at the first sound I made, the brunette’s hands immediately left my chest and they both tightly covered my mouth. She whispered softly to me, “Shh… baby. Everything is going to be all right.” Not even my breath could escape with her hands covering my mouth. The moment she covered my mouth and stifled my moan, my orgasm started. I was looking at the blonde’s hand stroking my dick, and she had changed her grip, so that her thumb was rubbing on the bottom side of my shaft, all the way up to the tip, and her thin fingers softly stroked the top side. The pleasurable build-up that had started a few minutes ago, suddenly, and with intense force, started shooting waves of cum out of the tip of my dick. Thankfully, the brunette was still covering my mouth, because my cum would have hit my face if not for her hands. Cum was splashing against the back of her hands, dripping to my stomach, and it surprised me with by how hot it felt. My face was contorted in pleasure, and I was trying to escape the grip of the brunette. The blonde stopped stroking and grasped my dick firmly in both hands. It made my body twitch up and down, and I couldn’t control myself. My cum was all over my chest and stomach, and the smell of it reminded me of waking up after my wet dream. The blonde spoke first, peeling her hands off my cum covered shaft, “Good boy. How did that feel?” “Great, it was the best orgasm I’ve ever had! You are both are incredible. What you did to my dick was awesome.” The brunette, who really had been holding me up, wrapped her arms around me and gave me hug, no doubt getting the cum from my chest on her arms. She leaned her head against mine, and lightly nibbled on my ear with her teeth. For whatever reason, that shot chills down my spine and gave me goose-bumps, making my nipples harden again. She followed with a quick pinch of my nipples, and then I felt her move to get up. I hadn’t paid attention, but the blonde had already stood up. I laid back flat on the beach towel, smiling, looking up at the girls. They each took turns helping the other tie their bikini tops behind their necks and backs. Then a sudden thought hit my mind. Glancing up at them, I said, “You both made me feel incredible, did it turn you on too?” Looking down at me, initially, neither of them responded. The brunette took off her hat, and they both removed their sunglasses. They looked younger than I thought—maybe barely 20 years old. The brunette put her arm around the blonde’s waist and started talking softly in her ear. She stopped talking, and the two moved closer together and the brunette put her head on the blonde’s shoulder. Nothing was happening, and I was wondering if time was standing still. Just then the brunette placed her left hand on her stomach, and slowly slid her long fingers down her toned belly and into her bikini. Her fingers moved to the bottom of her pussy, hidden from my view, and she then pulled them back out. The blonde reached over with her right hand and took the brunette’s arm, just above the wrist. The blonde guided the brunette’s shiny, wet fingers up to her face, put them in her mouth, and closed her lips around them. I said, referring to my earlier question, “Is that a yes?” The brunette was holding the blonde around her back, and their hips were pressed against each other. The blonde took her right hand and put it into her own bikini bottom. Unlike the brunette, who reached in her bottoms and pulled her hand back out, the blonde kept her hand in her bottoms, and it looked like she was rubbing her fingers side to side. The blonde suddenly gasped in a short, quick breath, squeezed her eyes tightly shut, and her body shivered once from head to toe, and she lifted her right foot off the ground, causing the brunette to have to support her friend. The blonde removed her hand from her bottoms, and instead of reciprocating with the brunette, she extended her wet fingers down in front of my face. The smell was new to me, and my first whiff caused my nostrils to fully open up to take it all in. As if it were a reflex, I opened my mouth and lifted my head up even higher. The blonde put her fingers directly on my tongue. The salty, sweet, musky flavor was unlike anything I had ever tasted. In addition to my new-found fondness for the taste of pussy, I felt my dick starting to get hard again. The girls were watching me with big smiles. But when they saw the effect on my dick of licking the blonde’s pussy juice off of her fingers, they started to laugh, and the blonde said, “You’re done boy! Put that dick away. We had a great time with you, but we have to go down below to join our friends.” Even though they had already told me otherwise, I had to ask, “What are your names? When can we get together again? You two are wonderful! ” The blonde replied, “We told you earlier this was a one-time thing. You don’t need to know our names. You can see us again anytime you want, sitting up here on your perch and looking at us down below in the Cove. That’s all you get.” It was like she punched me in the stomach and knocked the wind out of me. My smile disappeared. I pulled my board shorts back on and gathered up the beach towel to give it back to the brunette. She saw me start to move towards her with the soiled towel, held up a hand, and said, “Keep it… something to remember us by.” I stood there dejected, as the girls put on their hats. The blonde stepped forward first, and softly kissed me on the lips. Damn, it made my dick pulse and start to grow. She said, “We will always be down there when you want to see us.” I had no reply, as that was not what I wanted to hear. She leaned forward, for what I thought was going to be another soft parting kiss, and she put her mouth firmly on mine. Unexpectedly, she took my lower lip into her mouth, and bit down hard on it. Her bite broke the skin and it hurt, but it was all it took to make my dick get fully hard again. The blonde looked me in the eye, smiled with a guilty grin, and then turned and walked away, headed down the trail to the rock ledge below. The brunette stepped forward and hugged me with her arms around my waist. Her left hand gently grabbed my shaft in my pant leg, and caressed it from base to tip. She said, “I didn’t get to touch your dick while Jackie gave you that handjob, and I desperately wanted to stroke it too.” Her grip got a little firmer on my shaft, and again, my pre-cum made a wet spot on my shorts. I said, “I would be happy to give you a turn… I think I’ve recovered now.” The brunette’s mouth was close to my ear, and she whispered, “I’m sorry, Jackie decided which one of us would stroke your dick, and it would only be a one-time thing. You are perfectly capable of getting yourself off now, and we will be on display for you down in the Cove anytime you are ready.” At this point, it was evident the girls were going to be true to their word: one-time, and one-time only. I said, “You told me Jackie’s name, what’s yours?” As she leaned to my ear to answer, I put both my arms around her shoulders and pulled her body tight against mine. “My name is Amber,” she said. I replied, “Hi Amber, I’m Will. You two are the most incredibly sexy women I have ever met.” Amber replied, “You don’t even know.” “Jackie got to taste your juices and I want to taste you too.” I didn’t know where my new-found courage was coming from, but it felt good to assert myself. I slid my right hand down inside the back of her bikini, across her smooth, round butt, and my fingers found the wetness at the bottom of her pussy. I had never felt anything as soft, hot and slippery as Amber’s pussy lips. As I briefly played with her soft lips, she pushed her tits up against my chest, and I stood firm, supporting her with my left arm around her waist. Amber put her face close to mine and kissed me hard. I pulled my hand out of her bikini, and brought my fingers to my mouth to taste her. She pulled her mouth back, giving space for my fingers. And as soon as I brought my hand to my lips, she leaned towards me, and joined in licking her own juices from my soaked fingers. I held my fingers between our mouths, and we shared the wonderful flavor of her pussy together. It felt like my dick might finally rip its way out of my shorts. Amber moved her head back over to my left shoulder. She whispered to me, “When Jackie told me I was coming up here with her to confront you, I never dreamed I would be attracted to you. If we continue to play like this, I will eventually want your dick inside of me, and that can’t happen until Jackie... well, another time. When I saw you naked, your muscular, toned body and nice cock, then tasted your pre-cum on Jackie’s hand, and your cum on my hand, I knew you would be trouble for me. The way you smell, the way you taste, and how you feel, is everything I like in a man, but I cannot have you.” I stuttered for a second, “I,… I,… I don’t understand. You can have me Amber. I want you too.” I held her body tight against mine, and we looked into each other’s eyes. Amber broke the stare first and closed her eyes. I gave her small, soft kisses on her face, until I tasted the salty flavor of a tear. At a loss for words, and all of the sexual energy redirected as emotional energy, I said, “Go be with Jackie and your friends down in the Cove. I won’t be sitting up here when you come to sunbathe, I’ll come down and see you.” Amber shook her head and tried to smile as she looked at me, “You don’t understand…,” she exhaled softly. The small smile quickly vanished from her face. We dropped our embrace, and she took both my hands in hers, looked into my eyes one last time, and said, “I have to go.” Amber picked up her beach bag, turned, and started down the trail to the rock ledge below. I watched her walk away, saddened, but still very aroused from the sight of her sexy, nubile body.

In part one you became acquainted with Jack, Debbie, Sara, and Donna. Jack continues his blue ball internship. Debbie and Jack develop a very special relationship that just might get Jack in big trouble. Now you also meet Lisa, Sara's special friend. LISA's arrival I arrive at the apartment at about 10 15. I can see lights on in the kitchen downstairs. Sara must be up I thought. As I make my way toward the staircase, Sara is at the screen door. Well where have you been this late on a school night she asks. She must have just gotten out of the tub because she was only wrapped in a towel over her tits and barely covering her mound below. Oh, hi Sara, I was with the other interns at the company house going over the jobs ahead of us. I knew this was bullshit and I hoped that she could not detect my guilt. Now that is interesting, she says. My husband told me that the Company hires a few interns every summer and most of them are Women. ah, ah, I stammered yes there are a couple women in the group. aw hell, she gonna bust me out for this. You are being good now aren't you? she asks. Sure I am, I quickly replied. She looks at me a little skeptical and says good, I don't want you doing anything naughty now. Of course not, I replied. A handsome young man like you has to be careful in this small town. All the single women here get very lonely including the other interns. They may try to take advantage of you while you are here. I know you didn't get laid this weekend and you are probably a little horny. She doesn't even know the half of it, I thought. You are just going to have to go upstairs and have some alone time to relieve that. uh, yeah, that a good idea I said. She added, I was just about to take a Jacuzzi bath myself. That sounds great, I said. Oh it will sound great she answered. My eyes widened a bit because I now know that she understood my comment the other morning. She knows I can hear her through the vents. She has probably always known. She is a very friendly woman and fuck, what a tease I thought. Ok, good night she said as she pushed the door shut. Good night I replied. I went upstairs and got ready for bed. When I turned the sink off from brushing my teeth I could hear the water running again. Sweet, I thought, I get to hear another episode from Sara. The water stops running and I hear the wurring of the Jacuzzi. The quiet moaning starts and I can hear light splashing in the water. I can hear her mutter oh fuck, yeah, that's it, ahhhh. Now I can even hear her breathing heavy. I'm thinking I can hear much clearer this time. Does she know I am listening? Is she putting on a show? The moaning gets quicker and she is moaning louder. I can hear her saying. oh fuck yeah, stroke that cock for me boy! Boy? That is what she called me I thought. Is she telling me to stroke my cock while I listen? I can hear the water splashing a lot more now. Whatever she is doing she is doing is hard. oooo my fingers are fucking my pussy, it feels sooo good. I want to hear you cum, stroke that cock boy. My cock springs up instantly and I start stroking it. oh oh oh god it feels good when I pinch my nipples and rub my clit, I think I am going to cum soon. Are you ready, cum with me I hear. I am pumping my cock and feel a blast boiling in my balls. I hear o o o o o, yeeaahh I'm cumming hard boy, shoot you load, shoot it now, I want your cum. And at that moment my cock begins to explode all over the bathroom floor. Fuck, I grunted loudly. Oh shit, I bet she just heard that. I don't hear anything after that but the water beginning to drain. My balls feel spent and I feel drained. It will be easy to sleep tonight but it just doesn't satisfy my desire to burry my cock. Jerking off feels great for a little while but it's just not the same. I need to get laid. Friday is only two days away I tell myself. I walk down the stairs the next morning and Sara called out through the screen door. I say jokingly, we have to stop meeting like this, and I wink. She smiles at me and asks, so were you able to relieve your stress last night? Uh, yeeaah? I say as to question. Good, I thought you might. Yeah, I said, thank for that. Oh honey, that's quite alright, I enjoyed it very much as well. So will you be home after work tonight? yeah, I should be home regular time tonight. Are you up for dinner she asks? I said, sure, that sounds good. Good, she says, because lisa is coming to town tonight and I would like you to meet her. Holy crap, I think, another girl to cross paths with while I am already so horny! She will be staying with me for the weekend she added. Yeah, I'll bet they will be have a great time this weekend I thought. Sounds great I say, and I make my way to the truck. This morning I spent a lot of time in the shop and got back to my desk at about 10. On my desk was an envelope marked confidential Human Resources. Debbie is an intern in HR, did she leave this for me? There was a note inside with two exclamations and a smiley. The note said, thank you for your time and attention yesterday. I would need more of your time today regarding the work you took home yesterday. I was thinking what the fuck does this mean? I didn't take any work home yesterday. Oh fuck, now I get it! She is saying that she wants to see me again and she felt bad about leaving me hangin with a huge boner, maybe? I thought. I wrote her a quick note that said no problem come see me around 10. I figured either she will be confused by the time as it was already past 10 AM or she will show up at 10 PM tonight. I passed by the break room at about 11 AM and she was there making a cup of coffee. Perfect, I thought. I walked in and poured a cup of coffee and slid the note to her at the counter. She unfolded it and read it, look at me and winked. Awesome, I guess I will find out her intentions tonight. I got home about 4 this afternoon and Sara called out from the kitchen as I passed the side door. Hello! Oh Shit, I immediately remembered that I am have dinner with Sara and Lisa tonight. Fuck, I just thought about how I was going to get out of it if Debbie was going to show up tonight. I would get in big trouble with Sara if she new Debbie was going to be there. I don't have Debbie's number, I have no way to call her off. What was I thinking?, or, what was my dick thinking? Sara said, Lisa just called and said she would be here in about 20 minutes. That gives you just enough time to shower and change into something more comfortable, she winks. ah ah, ok, I said, I will see you in about half an hour. I ran upstairs and jumped in the shower. I thought, this could work. I'll go to dinner at 5 and wrap it up by 8 or 9, Sara will be busy with Lisa and Debbie will be cleared for arrival at 10. This is actually going to work, I thought. As I descended the staircase I could hear Sara and Lisa in the Kitchen cackling and laughing like a couple of hens. I overhear Sara saying, you are really going to like Jack. He is quite the handsome man. The poor guy is have struggles with his fiancé lately and she is not satisfying his needs at all. When I heard this I started stomping louder on the stairs so they knew I was coming down. That discussion stopped immediately. Oh, here he comes, Sara said. Is that you Jack? Sara called out. Yep, it's me I called back. Well, get down here she said, I have someone I want you to meet. I walked in the screen door and was greeted by the sight of a tall brunet, very slender and very pretty. I walked toward her and offered her my hand and she approached me and said nonsense, we hug around here as she dived deep into my arms and wrapped her arms around my back. Sara was right, she had small boobs but I could feel her diamond hard nipples push into my chest. Was she excited to see me? Or, was she always hard like that? We spent a little while sipping wine and gabbing while Sara prepared steamed artichoke for dinner. Lisa asked me about Donna, she said Sara has told me a bit about Donna. I looked at Sara and she looked back at me, Oh did she now, I said. Sara got a little red and turned back to cooking. Tell me more Jack, Lisa continued. I told her about how we met and her sorority functions blah blah blah. She asked me if I was going home this weekend, I told her I was leaving straight from work tomorrow. Well, I bet you will be glad to see her tomorrow she commented. I said, Oh hell yeah! Sara chimes in and says, I hope you don't mind Jack, but I told Lisa about last weekend and how Donna left you here very, ah, frustrated shall we say. My eyes widened. And that we have to take care of you and make sure you don't stray. Fuck, I thought, now she is telling the whole town? Sara added, I tell Lisa everything. She knows all my deepest darkest secrets and intimate details. Oh does she now?, I say. Lisa piped up and said, and she knows mine. There isn't anything we haven't shared. My mind is going crazy thinking about everything they have shared and how that scene might look. I feel my cock begin to lengthen down the leg of my shorts. Lisa jumps up to help Sara with dinner prep and I get a chance to check Lisa out from behind. Oh god, I thought, What a fantastic ass Lisa has. It is perfectly heart shaped with long legs. She is wearing a pair of tights that do not hide any contour. I can make out her mound through the gap in her slim legs. My cock is pressing harder in my shorts now and just then Sara reaches back and rubs Lisa's ass affectionately. I was so focused on this movement that I didn't realize Sara was looking back at me. Once I look up, she winks at me again. Fuckin bitch, she is so just teasing me now I thought. That doesn't change the fact that my cock is at full attention right now and I am ready to bury it in anything besides my hand. We finished dinner at about 7 because we spent so much time talking. I started to get a little antsy because I knew I needed to wrap this up by 8. I asked if I could clear the table. Lisa said, I love a man that can help the girls with the dirty work. Sara added, yeah, I am looking forward to having him around for the summer. There is a lot of dirty work around here. Damn it I thought, these girls are just fucking teasing the shit out of me. None the less, at least I know my cock is enjoying it. I jumped up and started clearing dishes. I had everything washed and dried in under 30 minutes. Sara and Lisa continued to talk and laugh at the table while I cleaned up. Sara said Thank you for cleaning up Jack. It's just a shame that you won't be here all weekend to help us with the dirty work! Lisa added, Yeah it is liable to get downright filthy! I mentioned to Sara that I was going to turn in early tonight because of my long drive tomorrow and I was going to go shortly. Lisa said, it was very nice to meet you Jack. I know I will see you a week or two. I will be back in town visiting again soon. Oh, I said, that great, we will have to do this again. Ugh, I thought to myself, what did I just say. I mean, I really like these girls but they are not helping me get less horny, they are making it worse. My balls feel like they are going to literally explode right now. Sara came over to me and kissed me on the cheek and said softly, if we get a bit too loud tonight, just stomp on the floor and we will tone it down a bit. We tend to get a bit wild when she is here and she has not visited since she moved out. I knew what that meant. She was telling me I might hear them through the air ducts. I said, Oh don't worry, I sleep like a rock. I will be packing later tonight so you might hear stomping, so don't tone it down for me. Ok she said, if your sure? No problem I replied. I walked out saying good night to both of them and headed upstairs. I heard Lisa tell Sara that they needed to go into the living room. Perfect I thought, they are going to be completely engaged with one another by the time Debbie showed up. It was 9 fifteen now and I needed let them get down to their business. I took another quick shower. I was sweating bullets at dinner because they had me so worked up. My cock was nearly hard just from washing it with soap. I wanted to just jerk off again, I was so horny. I refrained thought because I was hoping Debbie would show up soon. I got dressed in some shorts and a tank top. If figured I would give her a look and my huge arms. I just sat down and started reading a book when I thought I heard voices. I put the book down and went into the bathroom. The voices were a little louder there. I could hear Sara and Lisa giggling and murmurs of them talking. I couldn't make out the words, it was too muffled. I figured they must be in Sara's bedroom because I can hear much better when Sara in in the Bathroom. Just then, Lisa walks into the bathroom and she continues talking to Sara a bit louder as if she is calling from across the room. Lisa says, boy that Jack was pretty hot. I couldn't make out Sara's reply. You would think that Lisa knew about the air ducts since she lived here for two years! Maybe she did, I thought but maybe not? Lisa continued, it is a shame that his fiancé isn't taking care of his needs. I would certainly like to ride his cock! Did you see that bulge in his shorts Sara? I couldn't hear the reply again and then I heard Lisa say, oh shit, I forgot about that. Well I guess she remembered the air ducts now. The talking went quiet. I knew it, I was going to be teased by these two all summer. I looked at the clock and it was about quarter till 10. I quietly walked out on the stair landing to shush Debbie if she arrived. Just as I walked out I see a car go down the road and park in front of a house 3 doors down. Is this Debbie I wondered. Maybe she is being discrete. When the door opened, it was difficult to see but I thought I saw Debbie’s hair in a pony tail and she was wearing all black. She walked toward the house and I waived to get her attention. She looked up and I put my finger to my mouth to be quiet. She slowly climbed the stairs and I welcomed her in. Why do I need to be quiet she asked. That's a long story but my landlady doesn't approve of me have people over. Oh, ok, she said. I gave Debbie a kiss on the cheek and a light hug. I figured since I helped her with an orgasm that we were beyond handshakes. You understood my note I see. Yeah, she said, I was excited to come over tonight. So come on in and sit down, I said. I offered her the overstuffed chair. She looks around at the meager furnishings and and says, I like what you did with the place. Simplistic decor I would say, we laughed. Well at least you don't have to share the Kitchen or worse, the bathroom she continued. It is just brutal trying to get breakfast, get showered, and ready for work in that house. And you know very well how I sleep. I guess that could be a little frustrating I commented. So, I wasn't quite sure I understood your note to me Debbie. What did it mean exactly, I asked. Well Jack, I woke up this morning refreshed because I slept much better after you helped me orgasm. I couldn't stop thinking about that at work today. Yeah, I know you were just using me for your own selfish reasons. That is what men are for aren't they? she submitted. uh I don't think so I said. I don't think I would like to be treated like a slave. How do you know if you haven't tried it she asked? That kind of took me a back a bit. What are you saying Debbie, that I should be your slave. Exactly, you will be my sex slave and you will have to do whatever I ask. I have to admit, the thought of being a sex slave was a bit interesting to me. I fired back and said what kind of things are we talking about? I asked. Well, first of all you have to obey all my orders and you would service me at my will. I actually liked that idea a lot, the thought of it was getting me hard again. At least there would be plenty of sex of thought. If you are a good slave, you might get rewarded from time to time. What would my reward be I asked her eagerly? Well we would just have to see. I asked her if she had done this before. No, she said, but I fantasize about it all the time. I have always been a bit dominant in my relationships anyway. So how do we go about this, I asked. Well, if you are game for it we will establish the word coffee as your safe word. If you say the word I will stop the current activity. You will be punished for using the word but the current activity will stop immediately. Oh, so I have an out if I don't like something. Yes, you may not like the punishment, but you do have an out. Ok, I'm in then! Awesome, she said, let's get started. What? Now? I asked. Yes slave, you are now my property to do with what I will. You will address me as Miss Debbie from now on. I kinda chuckled. Come here slave she ordered. As I slid across the floor to get closer, she slapped me across the cheek. That’s, for laughing. If you don't want any more of that, I suggest you straighten up she said forcefully. I was in shock, what did I get myself into? Holy crap I thought. Now say it slave. Say what? I asked. Smack, another slap. Oh, ok Miss Debbie, I said. That's better she said. See, I don't want to punish you but if you are naughty, I will for sure. Yes Miss Debbie I answered. Ok slave, you are going to service me now. I want you to do everything I say and only what I say. Additionally, you are not allowed to cum unless I give you permission. She looks at me and pauses. Now I'm thinking shit, that does not sound so good. Oh, Yes Miss Debbie, I understand. Good boy she says. Slave, I need to be undressed now she orders as she stands up. Yes, Miss Debbie. I walk over to her and tug at her shirt. Smack. Oh, Sorry Miss Debbie, I am ready for your command. Good boy slave, you might just catch on to this pretty quickly. Now, pull the pony tail out of my hair. I reached behind her head band slid the band out of her hair. Her long black hair fell down and covered her chest and back. My hands then fell to my side. Well done, now kneel before me and remove my shoes. I do so with haste. I want you to stand behind me and slid my shirt over my head. I begin to tug her shirt from the waistband of her tights and slide the form fitting shirt up over her flat stomach and then over her perfect tits. Up and over her head and hair as she shakes out her long locks and covers her back. She is wearing a black lace bra that is sexy as hell. I think I am beginning to enjoy this a little. My dick starts to come alive again. Slave? Yes Miss Debbie. I want you to slide my tights down my legs. I looked down at her ass protruding from her tights and I can't wait to get a look at it. I put my thumbs in her waistband and begin to move it down around her ass. Take your time boy, she orders, I want to enjoy every inch. As her panties are exposed, I can see they match the lace in the bra. As the waistband descends around the bottom of her ass my cock is growing even harder. I am kinda enjoying this! I slid the tights down along her thighs and I hear her exhale as she leans her head back and tickles me with her hair from above. She steps out of the tights and sits back down in the chair. Now I get a look at her from the front. She is sitting with her hair covering her tits but her legs are wide open exposing her smooth thighs. Through her panties I can see a shadow of a full bush in front. I actually found it kinda hot. My cock was now at full staff. I see that you are enjoying undressing me slave, you cock looks like it is good and hard. Yes, Miss Debbie, it is rock hard because you are so sexy. Debbie smiled at that little adlib. Excellent slave, your flattery will only add to your rewards. Thank you Miss Debbie. Slave, I need to view your cock now. Please unzip your shorts and bring it out to view. I zipped down the fly of my shorts and maneuvered it out from my boxers. I could see her eyes light up when she saw my cock. She tried to stifle her reaction though. This just made my cock bounce a bit. That is a nice cock slave, you will service me well with that big dick. Now slave, I want you to remove the rest of your clothes. Turn around and do so, I want to see your ass as you strip. I turned around and removed my shirt first and then unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them down along with my boxers. I sensed Debbie lean forward and then, smack. She slapped my ass hard. I jolted but it kinda felt good. Did you like that slave. Did you like having your ass slapped. Yes Miss Debbie, I liked it! Will you do it again? Smack, even harder. I knew this one was coming so I thing I enjoyed it even more. Who knew I would enjoy getting my ass beat by a girl. Turn around now boy, let me see the full package. I turned to see her rubbing her tits with one hand and brushing over her panty clad pussy with the other. He eyes lit up again but she tried to cover by saying, very good slave you are keeping my property very clean shaven for my access. That will get you a reward, keep it that way! yes Miss Debbie, I will keep it shaved clean for you. Debbie paused and looked around. I heard it as well. There were some odd noises coming from the bathroom. She said, as if to break character, what the hell it that noise. I said uh, that is my landlady downstairs. She looked back at me with disapproval. Oh, Miss Debbie, that is Sara, my landlady. She has company tonight. Debbie’s face softened. What is she doing boy, go listen and find out. I went into the bathroom and I could hear what I expected. Sara and Lisa were both moaning loudly. What is it slave, tell me now. Uh, Miss Debbie, I think they are having sex. She has a man over tonight, she asked. No Miss Debbie I said, it is a girl friend of hers that used to live in this apartment. Debbie comes into the bathroom and I whispered, be quiet Miss Debbie, they can hear us if they were listening. It was tough for Debbie to stay in dom mode as she heard them moaning. We listened for a minute longer and we could hear a humming sound coming through the air duct. That sounds like a vibe Debbie said. They are having a good time it sounds. Yes Miss Debbie, it is quite a turn on. Why yes it is slave. I wanted to get her back to focusing on us. Between Debbie, Sara, and Lisa I was fuck all horny and I need to bust a nut soon! Alright slave, I need my pussy licked, I need to cum. When I get on the bed, you may remove my panties. She rolls onto the bed and jump in-between her legs and begin to inch her panties down. I know she like this done slow. I ask, Miss Debbie? yes salve? May I lick your smooth skin as I remove your panties? Yes slave, you may. She begins to breath deeper and her hands are massaging her tits through her bra. I begin licking her thighs as I pull her undies down to expose her dark bush. She is already very wet. She must love this roll play, I thought. Just knowing that is a huge turn on for me. As I pass near her pussy I can almost taste her. Licking a woman’s pussy is one of my favorite things! The scent of a woman is a huge bonus and her pussy is perfect. As her panties uncover her pussy mound I can see her clit standing up ready for attention. I am quite amazed; it is one of the biggest clits I have seen. I don't dare go near it right now or she will smack me hard I imagine. I continue to remove her undies down her legs and off her feet licking inch by inch. I can see her hands reaching into her bra to pinch her nipples. She raises her knees upward and says, now slave I want you to use your tongue to lick my pussy lips. Don't touch my clit until I say so. I dive back down between her thighs and gently approach her lips with my tongue. As soon as I make contact, she gasps a little at my touch. Just as I expected. mmmm it tasts soooo goood. Her juices have lubed up her lips quite completely. There is plenty to be lapped up. she begins to moan as i trace the outline of her lips. Up one side down the other, up the middle, flicking my tongue and I go. Her breathing gets deeper still and quickens. She moans now slave, you may pay my clit the attention it deserves. Yes Miss Debbie, I mutter between licks. I take another lick straight up the center of her lips and arrive at the base of clit. She gasps deeply at my touch again. I back off quickly and come straight down on the tip. Another gasp. That is good slave, I want you to lick the shaft of my clit and make me cum boy. She wasn’t kidding, her clit was about a half inch tall. I put my tongue on the side of it and licked up one side and down the other. Her hips began to push into my face. She muttered lick it boy, make me cum now. As I lick faster and harder, her legs begin to tremble. Get ready boy, I'm going to cum hard. Another lick and she blasts me in the face with a huge squirt. Fuck, Blast after blast on my face. I have seen girls squirt on porn sites, just never had one squirt in front of me. That was fucking hot as hell. I pulled away for a second and she yelled at me, keep licking boy I'm going to blast again. I dove back in and flattened my tongue against her clit and rubbed hard. In just a second she was blasting and trembling again. Fuck I love this, I thought. You may stop now slave, I am finished. What? Finished? Again she is going to do this to me I thought. Debbie gets up and reaches for her undies. I am lying on the bed still sporting a cock of steel with a look on my face like she kicked my dog. She stopped and turned toward me and said. Well slave you have done great tonight. I will grant you one reward. Miss Debbie, i said, I want to cum too. Oh do you know? she replied. Yes Miss Debbie, licking your hot cunt and seeing you squirt has made me beyond horny. And where do you want to stick that cock to make it cum, she asks. I would like to bury it in your wet and tasty cunt. You mean this cunt, she drops her panties back on the floor and lifts one leg up on the bed. She starts spreading her pussy lips apart showing me her hole. Yes Miss Debbie, that gorgeous twat. I don't know if I can allow that quite yet. I will tell you what, if you give me another massage like last night, I might let you cum. That is fair Miss Debbie. She laid back down on the bed this time on her stomach. I straddled her thighs like last night. She commanded, slave, unfasten my bra and push that dick against my ass crack. Burry it deep in my ass crack. I pushed my thighs upward toward her ass and buried my cock between her cheeks. She added, you may reach down and rub my pussy with your hand to lube your cock with my juices. I want you to keep that ass lubed up, got it? Yes Miss Debbie. I put three fingers against her mound and rub to get them good and wet. I then rub her juices on the head of my cock. I think I might cum right now but I don't have permission. I begin her massage at the lower back and work my hands upwards toward her shoulders sliding my cock through her ass. I can feel her hips pushing back and hear her moaning. She obviously likes this! Ok boy, now I want you to rub the head of your cock on my pussy lips. You may not enter. Get your head good and soaked. Then rim my asshole with your slimy cock. Yes Miss Debbie, I reply. As I start rubbing my cock around her ass hole. Her hips begin to rise higher and her hand disappears under her legs. Press harder she commands. Unpucker my asshole with the tip of your cock. You are going to fuck my ass slave! If you do it right, I will let you cum in my ass. If you don't I will not let you cum at all. Are you ready slave? yes Miss Debbie, I am ready to push my cock in that beautiful asshole. Soak your cock on my pussy again, I am dripping with lube. Fuck, her lips feel great against my cock head. I just want to thrust into her cunt. I bring my cock back to her ass and press harder against her hole. I can see the tip push inward and I repeat this motion for a moment. She then tells me, I want you to slowly push your cock head all the way in my ass and work it in and out. Slowly my head disappears. She is now moaning louder. Her fingers are playing with her cunt. Her asshole is extremely tight on my head. After a few more pumps, her asshole begins to swallow my shaft easily. She is grunting and moaning at once. Oh fuck, she says that is nice boy. fuck Miss Debbie’s asshole. You did that perfectly she mutters you may cum when you want. Fuck, she says louder Fuck, fuck, fuck my ass slave. Fill it with your cum boy. o o o o yeeeah that’s it, I'm fucking cuming boy, dump your load in me. Her ass feels amazing. I feel like I am so deep in her ass I may never get out again. My balls are boiling with a huge load. I haven't cum since last night and have been teased all damn day it seems. The pressure mounting is immense! I may blast right through her. My back begins to arch, my feet are curling. I gonna push one more time and let it fly. Fuuuuuck I yelled out and my dick started pumping shot after shot into her asshole. My whole body starts cramping up and the last drops are pushed down her hole. Fuck, I exhaled and collapsed on her with my dick still in her ass. We both layed and tried to catch our breath. She asked me if I liked being a slave. I said it definitely has it's up side and we laughed. Once I pulled my cock out she turned over and flooded my sheets with the cum from her ass. Well slave, you will have to sleep in a wet bed tonight. That is ok with me Miss Debbie! She smiled at me and got dressed. In a minute she was out the door. I jumped up and followed her to the door. I whispered, when will I see you next? She said, whenever I want, slave. She winked at me and tiptoed down the stairs. I watched her leaving and jump in her car. BUSTED Just then, Sara cracked open the door and said, it that you Jack. I didn't realize I was still naked on the landing. Yep, it's me, I said. What are you doing up there? There is a lot of thumping. Just packing, I said. You’re packing naked, she asked. Oh shit, I covered up. Get down here right now! She yelled. I don't know why I felt compelled to go down there naked, but I did. She opened the door and said, get in her now. I was covering my junk with both hands. Just then Lisa walked into the kitchen and stopped in her tracks. She didn't expect me to be there in the buff. What is going on Lisa asked? Sara replied, Jack has been a bad boy tonight. He had a woman in his apartment. Uh, Uh, I was packing my cloths and decided to pack what I was wearing, I swear. Sara retorted, you and I both know you had a woman up there, I can smell her pussy on your face. Damn, I was busted big time. Ok ok, I did have a woman up there, what are you going to do I asked nervously. Well, I'm just not sure Jack. Would Donna be disappointed? Oh Fuck, you wouldn't Now that Jack has been busted, how will this story continue??? Tune in later and find out. PLEASE PLEASE COMMENT. I enjoy reading your reactions.

Chapter One I had moved to a house just three blocks off of the Pacific Ocean. At the end of the cul-de-sac, a trail led downward to the edge of a cliff overlooking the water. Below the cliff was a wide, smooth, rock ledge, facing due west, that when the ocean was calm, became a secluded, sunbathing haven for coeds from the local university. It was a perfectly formed v-shaped cove, about 100 feet wide at its widest point. With all of the natural bougainvillea growing around the top of the cliff, made it difficult for the surrounding homes, set back a considerable distance, to see down to the rock ledge below. Thus it was a very private cove. The walk down from the cliff, more like a climbing descent, was not the popular access to the water’s edge. Two streets below mine, and well to the north, there was another dead-end cul-de-sac that allowed cars to park along the curb, where it was a short walk down an easy sloping trail to get on the ledge, and then it was about a fifteen minute stroll south to reach the cove. Immediately after moving into the new house, I began to explore the neighborhood, and found the steep and narrow trail that led down to the rock ledge below. My surroundings were all new to me, and I had to see where this trail would lead. On my second day in the neighborhood, standing atop the cliff, maybe two stories above the rock ledge below, I noticed about a dozen people down there. They were spread out, lying on beach towels, soaking up the sun. I could faintly hear music from a portable radio well below my vantage point. There was a very narrow crevasse in the rock ledge, about 10 feet across and 30 feet in length, where two people were floating in the ocean, waiting for a gentle wave to lift them up where they could grab onto a handhold high on the rocks, and lift themselves out of the water. I didn’t really notice much more than that, not paying close attention to the people below me, I was focused on the trail and how to navigate it down to the rock ledge. The trail was steep, with places that each foot needed to be precisely placed. As I was fairly fit, lean and muscular from playing sports in school, physical exertion was not an issue. In my new environment, it was easy getting used to wearing nothing but my board shorts, but walking in flip-flops, on a steep, downhill trail, caused me to focus on the next footstep, and not thinking about what I would find at the end of my journey. I made my way down the trail, and it brought me to the closed end of the cove, providing an open view out to the west. The sun was high, and there were no shadows to be found. As I gazed around at the scene before me, two things became apparent, there was not a male in group that lay on the rocks, and every girl was topless. At 18 years old, admittedly, I had seen very few naked women, or a partially naked woman, in real life. The popular woman’s swimsuit at this time was a string bikini, and so, it was often difficult to see the thin string across the back. I was not wearing sunglasses, and squinted to confirm what I thought I was seeing. Not one of the girls in the Cove was wearing a top. They were laying on their stomach or back, or sitting up facing towards the water. Suddenly it seemed very difficult to swallow, and I felt a slight swelling in my board shorts, the kind that teenage boys sometimes experience. From where I stood, I could not see the two girls in the water below, but when a good sized wave lifted them up, they grabbed ahold of the rock ledge, and pulled themselves up onto the surface, and stood up. They were dripping with the cool sea water, and both tilted their heads back to let their long hair drop behind them, and they reached their hands up and over their heads to gather all of it up and wring the water out. They were topless, with no tan lines, and their nipples were much darker brown than their skin. My eyes focused on those brown nipples, perfectly round, erect from the light wind brushing their wet skin, pointed upward on their wet, round breasts. I stood in awe, my heart pounding in my chest. Not being able to inhale, I felt my dick grow fast and hard, pointed down the right leg of my board shorts. I stood deathly still. Nobody had noticed me standing at the back of the cove, and even if they had, I could not move my legs to get away. Frozen, both because of the scene of nearly nude, young women before me, grander than my wildest fantasies at the time, and also because my dick was so hard, and uncomfortably pointed down my pant leg in an unnatural position, I couldn’t take a step. My brain was on overload, and I wished this very minute of my life would never end. The two girls from the water were wringing-out their long, dark hair, laughing with big white smiles at whatever one of them had said to the other. I openly stared at their lean, tanned bodies, naked breasts, and long legs, still dripping wet from their swim. Their wet bikini bottoms were clinging tightly to their hips, crotch, and shapely butts. I had to swallow hard to keep from drooling on myself. I had known for years that I liked girls, but what I was feeling at this moment was more like a hunger for girls, well beyond just liking them. My eyes were feeding on the sight of them, but there were other parts of my body than needed to be satisfied as well. My hard dick, in its downward position, was really starting to hurt. I thought I needed to take the pressure off, and reached down with my right hand to stretch my shorts, and lift my dick as far off my leg as it would go. In doing so, I must have squeezed some pre-cum out of the tip, and now had a quarter-sized wet spot on the front of my green board shorts. As my gaze went from girl-to-girl-to-girl, it appeared I was still unnoticed. The two girls from the ocean went to their towels and lay down on their backs. Now, no one was standing in the cove but me; all of the girls were either seated or laying on their beach towels. While I contemplated my next move, a couple of the girls rolled over from their stomachs onto their backs, exposing their breasts to me as they situated themselves on their towels. Some of them had nearly perfect, even tans over their entire bodies, others, probably new to the cove, had distinct tan lines, with their two white breasts standing in contrast to the surrounding brown skin. While I observed that their nipples varied somewhat in size and color, with the areolas seemingly capping the point of each breast, I did see distinctly, different shaped nipples on a few of girls. On their breasts, the areolas appeared puffy, with a softer looking, fleshy nipple on the top. Why the view of the puffy nipples sent an extra jolt of electricity to both my brain and my dick, I didn’t know, but I liked it. One of the three puffy nipple girls had a very dark tan, with no tan lines and dark, dark puffy nipples. She must have been Polynesian, or from another Pacific Island—her skin tone was an incredible dark mocha color. The other two, both redheads, may have been sisters, or even twins. Their skin was pale compared to everyone else on the rock ledge, and their breasts were as white as cream, with big, puffy, light pink nipples. It was difficult for me to stop staring at them, for reasons I didn’t understand. I was so turned on by each of the girls in front of me; I didn’t notice every hair on my body, like my dick, was standing at attention as well. I finally took a deep breath. And then another. I needed my dick to soften a bit if I was going to walk anywhere. My heart beat slowed to where I could no longer feel it pounding in my ears, and my dick released the blood it was holding captive. Now that I thought I could walk, it was time to figure out where to go. The most incredible scene I had ever witnessed was laid out before me in the cove. I began walking along the south edge, closer to where the girls lay sunning themselves. I was mesmerized by the variety of tits I was seeing for the first time. Some had pointed, erect nipples, others soft, small mounds. The skin colors ranged from white to dark brown, with many of the petite girls’ breasts firmly standing up, others, larger orbs of flesh, spilling over the sides of their chests. I started to notice many other features of these beautiful girls; the curve of their shoulders, the way their hair fell on their faces, the bones protruding at the hips, firm round butts, and the mound in their bikini bottoms. As I approached the girls, walking slowly, I found myself close enough to see the freckles on some of the lighter skinned girls. Seeing that, and without reason, I felt the blood start to flow into my dick once again. The freckles on their faces, necks, arms, and chests were such a turn on to me. A few of the girls were covered in freckles, and the freckles flowed on to their breasts, and I had to look away to avoid stopping in my tracks to stare. As I reached the nearest girl from where I entered the Cove, she was lying on her back. I could now see her tits were the largest of the group, filling her chest and covering the sides of her body as well. As I approached from behind her, without even lifting her head, she picked up her bottle of oil, squirted some in her left hand, applied it to the center of her chest, and then with both hands rubbed it over her plump breasts and flat stomach, causing her pink nipples to become erect. My head was spinning, and I was actually dizzy. I walked slowly, glancing from girl to girl, in disbelief of what I was seeing, but enjoyed the feeling of my heart pounding in my chest. As I looked at their incredible bodies, not one of them met my gaze. It was like I was invisible. In twenty-five steps, I passed all of them, and made a hard left turn to follow the rock ledge out of the cove. Once around the corner, I stopped, closed my eyes, and everything I had just seen played back in my head, as if I was watching a video. Decidedly, this was the best day of my life. As both my breathing and my pulse returned to normal, there was another wet mark, albeit slightly lower on my shorts, from the pre-cum leaking from my dick. I was flushed and sweating from thinking about what I had just experienced. I started to wonder what would be my next move. I looked around the rock I was walking on, and began to realize there was no way up to the top of the cliff without passing the girls again. With that thought, my heart started to race, and I could feel the excitement in my entire body. I was concerned though; that the girls simply ignored me on my first pass because it was the easiest thing to do. No outcry or confrontation--and I would be gone and leave them to enjoy their secret cove. But a second pass might be different. It would be easy to deduce at that point I was nothing more than a teenage peeping tom. What would they do to me if I went back? Well, I had no choice and would have to walk past them all to get off the ledge and back up to the street where I lived. I took a deep breath, and headed back north to the Cove. I approached the edge of the Cove slowly, and stopped to look around the corner. It seemed like the hottest part of the day, and now all of the girls were now on their feet. Four girls had already jumped in to the ocean, and the remaining seven were standing at the edge of the ledge, waiting for the next wave to roll in so they could safely jump in the water. I watched as girl after girl jumped in, squealing, topless, pinching their nose shut, dropping down into the ocean. They each came up, head tilted back, clearing their hair from their face, and smiling. They were all treading water, bouncing up and down with each wave. I approached the area where their towels and beach bags were spread out, watching the last of the girls leap of off the rocks. Again, not one of the girls had looked at me, and I felt like I was invisible to them. I quickly headed east through the Cove, to access the path back up to the top of the cliff above and make my way back to my house. That night, I lay in my bed with my eyes closed, vividly trying to relive my experience earlier that day. Each time I thought about getting to the bottom of the cliff, down on to the rocks, and seeing the topless girls, my breathing stopped. My dick was hard as a two-by-four, and I smiled now that I understood what getting a “woody” meant. I rolled over, lying on my stomach, my dick compressed by the weight of my body on the mattress. I had not masturbated at this point in my life, but frequently experienced wet-dreams. I almost always woke up immediately after ejaculating, as I would be sweating, out of breath, and had a mess of wet cum in my pjs. I enjoyed my wet dreams, vaguely recalling some of the fantasies about girls in the dream, but I really liked the relaxed feeling of my body after the event. I just wished I could will myself into a wet dream as I slept, as opposed to waiting for whatever the natural cause was for it to happen. That night, I fell asleep on my stomach, and awoke in the middle of night, when I was still feeling contractions in my groin after the peak of my wet dream orgasm. My hips were still slowly thrusting my dick into the mattress beneath me, my balls were tight against my body, and my cum was warm on my stomach. My experience at the cove, seeing all those topless girls, gave me the best wet dream I had ever had. The Cove became my escape. I went nearly everyday day after I returned home from school. On the weekend, there were too many sightseers walking the rock ledge, and while some of the girls came to tan on the rocks, they did not sunbathe topless. My routine on weekdays and school holidays was to take my binoculars and sit above the Cove, at the top of the cliff, and watch the girls. I got to recognize the regulars, and looked forward to seeing them show off their bodies. I would sit back away from the edge of the cliff, as I did not want them to catch me looking at them. As I watched through my binoculars, from time to time, one of them would shield the sun from their eyes and look up to the top of the cliff. I would just lean back, out of view for a few minutes, and then would resume looking at their glorious bare breasts when they lay down to work on improving their tans. While the bougainvillea did provide the girls cover from being viewed by people in the two houses on either side of the Cove, every so often, someone would walk to the edge of the homes’ large outdoor decks, and briefly gaze down on the girls, seeing what they had chosen to expose to the world. I was doing just the same, albeit with a little more frequency. I would get a rock-hard erection during my watch, pump out copious amounts of pre-cum on my leg, and every few nights, have another wonderful wet dream. After a few weeks of viewing the girls from the cliff—I never walked down on them again—it was a school holiday, but not a work holiday. From my recent experiences viewing the Cove, I knew there would be a lot of girls on the rocks that day, starting about mid-morning. Dressed in my board shorts and flip-flops, I had walked down from my house to the cliff. I had always sat somewhere well off to the west of the trail leading down into the cove, but had never once seen anyone using the trail from my street to venture down. Without paying much attention today, I had failed to walk very far from the trail into the bougainvillea to take up my position. Unknowingly, that would turn out to be a problem for me in the second hour of my watch. As I sat gazing at the various girls arrive in the Cove, singly, in pairs or small groups, I truly enjoyed watching the process of them getting settled. First they would kick-off their flip-flops and spread out their beach towel, some placing a folded towel on the rocks to use as a pillow. Then they would peel off their bathing suit cover-ups or T-shirts. Lastly, they would untie their string bikini tops and expose their supple breasts, always adjusting their hair, keeping it off of their faces and over their shoulders. Then the process of applying suntan lotion would begin. The combination of the shiny, slippery skin, and the girls rubbing the lotion on themselves, and frequently each other, turned me on so much, my hard dick would just ache. I sat on my butt, knees bent, feet flat on the ground, with my dick in the right leg of my board shorts. Since I was looking through the binoculars, I did not have any peripheral vision. Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching near me, and I dropped the binoculars to look up, but it was too late. I was busted. It was two girls, a blonde and a brunette, wearing bikinis, sunglasses, and wide-brimmed, straw hats. They were both carrying large beach bags over their shoulders with towels sticking out of the top. Judging from their fit bodies, and smooth tan skin, they were probably in their early twenties, but neither one removed their hat or sunglasses so it was hard to tell. Each one of them had a beautiful tanned body; well-proportioned hips, and ample breasts, swaying slightly, even though they had stopped walking and stood towering above me. I’m sure the expression on my face was one of shock. And as I sat looking up at them, the blonde said to me, “Hey pervert, what are you doing up here?” I replied, “Hi. Up here? I’m whale watching.” Hoping they didn’t notice my hard dick as it was rapidly deflating. The brunette said, “Bullshit. There are no whales this time of year.” I said, “Really, I thought I saw some in my binoculars,” my hand searching for them next to me while I remained looking up at the girls. The blonde took two quick steps and was now standing in front of me and said, “The only thing you are looking at in those binoculars are the tits of me and my girlfriends down there while you watch us and jack off. We see you almost every time we come to the Cove.” I had heard the kids in school use that phrase, “jack off,”, but did not know what it meant. I pleaded to her, “I’m not jacking off--I don’t even know what that means.” The brunette, stepping closer to me, intervened, “Bullshit, pervert. You sit up here all day stroking your dick to our tits. We’re not stupid.” Now I pleaded with both of them, “I have never stroked my dick. I don’t know what you are talking about. Sure my dick gets hard looking at your beautiful bodies, and it leaks a lot of pre-cum while I’m watching, but I only cum when I have wet dreams.” “Whaaaaat?” screamed the blonde. “You’ve never jerked yourself off? How old are you?” “Eighteen,” I stated proudly. “And I don’t jerk off. My pre-cum leaks out when my dick gets squeezed, that’s all.” “Well when you squeeze the pre-cum out of your dick, don’t you eventually come,” retorted the blonde. “No, never,” I said. The blonde and brunette stood above me, looking at each other, mouthing words back and forth I couldn’t hear. I was getting scared they were talking about calling the police. I figured I could out run them once we got on the pavement up on the road, and I said, “What are you two talking about? What are you going to do with me?” The brunette looked down at me, “You are eighteen and never jacked off? Not once? Don’t lie to us.” I replied, “No, I’m not even sure what that means.” The blonde, looking at me sitting on the ground, said, “That wet spot from your pre-cum is pretty far down your shorts. Show us your dick. We want to see how big it is.” Somewhat unsure about my options at this point, I said, “It’s small when it’s soft, but I have to point it down my board shorts, or when I get hard, it sticks out above the waistband.” The two girls exchanged a glance, but I couldn’t decipher it what it meant with them above me and their sunglasses on. The blonde spoke first, “We are going to show you how to jack off. It’s really easy, and if you like your wet dreams, you are really going to like this.” The brunette added, “My friend here is going to give you one of her special handjobs, and you’re going to thank us when we’re done with you.” She then she removed the beach towel from her bag, and placed it on the ground directly behind me. She said, “Now why don’t you take off those board shorts and sit here on this towel.” I looked over my shoulder at the towel, my heart now pounding in my chest, my throat dry, and seemingly gasping for breath. A girl I didn’t know just asked me to remove my pants, and expose my dick, out in public. I’m sure I looked very uncomfortable when I said, “I don’t know you, and I think I’m going to go home.” The blonde immediately demanded, “Get your shorts off. You sit up here and watch us, and you say you don’t even jack off, that is ridiculous. We are going to teach you the proper way to jack off, and you will never be the same.” The blonde dropped to her knees in front of me, bringing her face to roughly the same level as mine. The brunette was sitting with her legs crossed, behind me, on the edge of the towel. I was still sitting in front of the towel, and without warning, the brunette grabbed my shoulders and pulled me backwards. I fell on to my back, on the towel, and my feet momentarily lifted off the ground as I had lost my balance. The blonde moved swiftly, grabbing the waistband of my board shorts with both hands, and pulled them down to my ankles. I found myself lying on my back, totally naked, staring up at two girls in bikinis, who obviously weren’t done with me. One of the girls laughed as she said, “He’s right. It is small when it’s soft.” The brunette started to pull me up into a sitting position, and when I got situated with my torso upright, I found myself leaning directly against her body. I could feel her soft tits pressing into my back. I took a deep breath through my nose, and it was filled with the sweet smell of her hair and the coconut oil on her skin. That was enough to make my dick start to grow again. The blonde noted out loud, “It’s good to see something’s coming back to life.” At that very moment, I was aware she was staring at my dick, and I became unsure if it was going to impress her, and it started to soften again. The blonde said, “Aww, is this your first time with a girl? You scare so easily. You need to relax. My friend and I are going to make you feel wonderful. And while you will want us do this again; this is a one and only experience. We thought we wanted to scare you off, but since you claim you don’t know how to make yourself cum, we are going to show you how.” She reached her hand out and caressed my cheek, and added, “Sweetheart, the first step is that your dick needs to get hard.” I looked down at my dick, shrinking in nervousness. The girls were still wearing their sunglasses so I couldn’t see their eyes and it felt like both of them were staring directly at my dick, waiting for it to get hard on its own. They both could easily sense my anxiety. Without saying a word, the blond removed her hat. She had a long French braid, and looked younger without the hat on. As I watched, she reached behind her and pulled on the lower string of her bikini top to untie the knot. The cloth triangles covering her breasts loosed their grip, but still covered what I craved to see. That move had the desired effect on me as my dick pulsed, and slowly began to fill with blood. It went from completely small and limp to growing thicker and longer as my excitement returned. I looked up from my dick to the blonde, and she was smiling at me. I smiled back at her, and felt my dick pulse once more. The growth of my erection stalled before it was solidly hard. I was sitting naked in public with two girls that were strangers to me, and I was still uncertain of their intentions. The blonde reached behind her neck and pulled on the top string on her bikini. Once she pulled it all the way, she dropped the string and her top fell on to her lap exposing two beautiful, white breasts, with small, quarter-sized, light pink nipples. Her nipples were soft—barely protruding from above the surface of the areola. I hadn’t looked up into the blonde’s sunglasses in a while as I was admiring her tits, letting the close up view of them make my dick get even harder. While distracted by the sensuous view of her tits, I didn’t see her reach for my shaft. When she grasped the base of my dick, it startled me and had the reverse effect from what we all wanted. She gave me a warm, reassuring smile, and released my dick. She brought her hands up to her tits, covering them and the pink nipples that had hypnotized me. All the while smiling at me, she caressed both breasts, and I watched as her soft touch made her nipples get erect. Once her small nipples were fully erect, she grabbed them between her thumb and index finger and squeezed them gently. She let go, briefly, so I could see her hard nipples, she then lightly rubbed her tanned fingers over her breasts, gently caressing her nipples. That view made me get as hard as I thought I could get, and I was enjoying the shoulder massage from the brunette behind me. As the blonde was pulling softly on her nipples with her fingers, the brunette unexpectedly dropped her hands off my shoulders and grabbed my nipples and squeezed them, maybe a little too hard, I thought. That sent a huge jolt through my entire body, making my hard dick pulse twice, and the clear, slippery pre-cum oozed out of the tip and ran down the top of my dick on to the shaft. The blonde said, seemingly to herself, “I think he’s ready to be jacked off now.” The brunette asked, “Give me a kiss first?” As the blonde leaned forward to meet the mouth of the brunette kneeling behind me, it placed her right breast up against my left cheek. I immediately turned my mouth to the left and caressed her breast with my slightly parted lips. I moved a little farther toward her, and suddenly realized her nipple was within reach. I traced her nipple along my upper and lower lip. Then, seizing the opportunity, I stuck out my tongue, and gently licked her nipple. I heard moaning from the mouths above me, but didn’t know if it was from the girls’ kissing or from me licking on the nipple. Either way, it turned me on. The girls broke their kiss, and the blonde leaned back, her nipple leaving my tongue. I watched it as she moved back. It was wet, red and swollen, and was the sexiest body part I had ever seen—or licked on. The blonde, still wearing her sunglasses, brought her right hand up in front of me, and said, “OK, to jack off, place your thumb and forefinger together to make a ring. And then slide it over your dick, like this.” The head of my dick was swollen to a much larger size than she could make with her finger and thumb. When she shoved it down over my head, every muscle in my body twitched. She slowly slid it down to the base of my shaft and then started back up. I felt my dick get even harder. On her slow stroke back up, the clear pre-cum began to ooze out of the tip again. It ran off the head, and started down the shaft. When the blonde’s hand met my juice, it ran onto the back of her hand. I swallowed hard as now I knew I was no longer in control of my senses, the two girls were. Finishing the upstroke, the blonde slid her hand all the way off my dick and lifted it to her mouth, tasting my pre-cum. “Hmm,” she said. “It’s sweet.” She reached over and offered the back of her hand to the brunette, who extended her tongue to taste my juices. I was mesmerized, seeing the brunette’s tongue, licking my pre-cum off of the blonde’s small tanned hand. When she had licked it clean, the blonde resumed stroking my dick, but my pre-cum would only make it slippery for a couple of strokes, then it got sticky and she couldn’t smoothly stroke me. She stopped stroking and firmly grasped the base of my shaft, causing my swollen head to turn purple. She said to the brunette, “Can you hand me the baby oil?” The brunette reached into her nearby beach bag and found the baby oil. She handed it to the blonde without speaking a word. I was leaning against the brunette’s chest, and could feel her tits pushing into my back. I realized I was feeling her hard nipples pressed against me. I was confused; as I didn’t realize she had removed her top too. That sent another shiver of pleasure through my body and made my dick pulse. The blonde made her hands slippery with the oil, and placed them around my shaft. True to her word, she was stroking me with the circle made by her thumb and finger. Her grip was just the right pressure as she stroked up and down, while her other hand cupped my balls, gently massaging them. She only went all the way up over my head every five or six strokes, and it was the most pleasure I had ever felt—much better than my wet dreams. I felt my muscles begin to tighten in my stomach and groin. I was focused on the blonde’s tits as they jiggled from side-to-side as she stroked me. The nipples were no longer erect, but they were still very sexy, perched atop her round, firm tits. The brunette was caressing my nipples, both fully erect. She was rubbing her tits on my back, and I could feel her warm skin against mine. Suddenly, pre-cum started to flow out of my tip like a faucet had been turned on. I didn’t know what this meant, but apparently the girls did. The blonde alternated one tight, slow stroke, with two, light, fast strokes, and my brain was scrambled. The muscles in my abdomen and groin tighten further, I took a deep breath, and my dick pulsed one more time. Even I was impressed with the size of my dick as my orgasm approached. My eyes moved from the blonde’s tits to my dick. My muscles were flinching, and I wondered if this is what happens in my wet dreams. I could feel every muscle in my body begin to tighten. I felt the hot release of cum, leaving my balls, flowing up my shaft, and I started to moan from deep in my throat. But at the first sound I made, the brunette’s hands immediately left my chest and they both tightly covered my mouth. She whispered softly to me, “Shh… baby. Everything is going to be all right.” Not even my breath could escape with her hands covering my mouth. The moment she covered my mouth and stifled my moan, my orgasm started. I was looking at the blonde’s hand stroking my dick, and she had changed her grip, so that her thumb was rubbing on the bottom side of my shaft, all the way up to the tip, and her thin fingers softly stroked the top side. The pleasurable build-up that had started a few minutes ago, suddenly, and with intense force, started shooting waves of cum out of the tip of my dick. Thankfully, the brunette was still covering my mouth, because my cum would have hit my face if not for her hands. Cum was splashing against the back of her hands, dripping to my stomach, and it surprised me with by how hot it felt. My face was contorted in pleasure, and I was trying to escape the grip of the brunette. The blonde stopped stroking and grasped my dick firmly in both hands. It made my body twitch up and down, and I couldn’t control myself. My cum was all over my chest and stomach, and the smell of it reminded me of waking up after my wet dream. The blonde spoke first, peeling her hands off my cum covered shaft, “Good boy. How did that feel?” “Great, it was the best orgasm I’ve ever had! You are both are incredible. What you did to my dick was awesome.” The brunette, who really had been holding me up, wrapped her arms around me and gave me hug, no doubt getting the cum from my chest on her arms. She leaned her head against mine, and lightly nibbled on my ear with her teeth. For whatever reason, that shot chills down my spine and gave me goose-bumps, making my nipples harden again. She followed with a quick pinch of my nipples, and then I felt her move to get up. I hadn’t paid attention, but the blonde had already stood up. I laid back flat on the beach towel, smiling, looking up at the girls. They each took turns helping the other tie their bikini tops behind their necks and backs. Then a sudden thought hit my mind. Glancing up at them, I said, “You both made me feel incredible, did it turn you on too?” Looking down at me, initially, neither of them responded. The brunette took off her hat, and they both removed their sunglasses. They looked younger than I thought—maybe barely 20 years old. The brunette put her arm around the blonde’s waist and started talking softly in her ear. She stopped talking, and the two moved closer together and the brunette put her head on the blonde’s shoulder. Nothing was happening, and I was wondering if time was standing still. Just then the brunette placed her left hand on her stomach, and slowly slid her long fingers down her toned belly and into her bikini. Her fingers moved to the bottom of her pussy, hidden from my view, and she then pulled them back out. The blonde reached over with her right hand and took the brunette’s arm, just above the wrist. The blonde guided the brunette’s shiny, wet fingers up to her face, put them in her mouth, and closed her lips around them. I said, referring to my earlier question, “Is that a yes?” The brunette was holding the blonde around her back, and their hips were pressed against each other. The blonde took her right hand and put it into her own bikini bottom. Unlike the brunette, who reached in her bottoms and pulled her hand back out, the blonde kept her hand in her bottoms, and it looked like she was rubbing her fingers side to side. The blonde suddenly gasped in a short, quick breath, squeezed her eyes tightly shut, and her body shivered once from head to toe, and she lifted her right foot off the ground, causing the brunette to have to support her friend. The blonde removed her hand from her bottoms, and instead of reciprocating with the brunette, she extended her wet fingers down in front of my face. The smell was new to me, and my first whiff caused my nostrils to fully open up to take it all in. As if it were a reflex, I opened my mouth and lifted my head up even higher. The blonde put her fingers directly on my tongue. The salty, sweet, musky flavor was unlike anything I had ever tasted. In addition to my new-found fondness for the taste of pussy, I felt my dick starting to get hard again. The girls were watching me with big smiles. But when they saw the effect on my dick of licking the blonde’s pussy juice off of her fingers, they started to laugh, and the blonde said, “You’re done boy! Put that dick away. We had a great time with you, but we have to go down below to join our friends.” Even though they had already told me otherwise, I had to ask, “What are your names? When can we get together again? You two are wonderful! ” The blonde replied, “We told you earlier this was a one-time thing. You don’t need to know our names. You can see us again anytime you want, sitting up here on your perch and looking at us down below in the Cove. That’s all you get.” It was like she punched me in the stomach and knocked the wind out of me. My smile disappeared. I pulled my board shorts back on and gathered up the beach towel to give it back to the brunette. She saw me start to move towards her with the soiled towel, held up a hand, and said, “Keep it… something to remember us by.” I stood there dejected, as the girls put on their hats. The blonde stepped forward first, and softly kissed me on the lips. Damn, it made my dick pulse and start to grow. She said, “We will always be down there when you want to see us.” I had no reply, as that was not what I wanted to hear. She leaned forward, for what I thought was going to be another soft parting kiss, and she put her mouth firmly on mine. Unexpectedly, she took my lower lip into her mouth, and bit down hard on it. Her bite broke the skin and it hurt, but it was all it took to make my dick get fully hard again. The blonde looked me in the eye, smiled with a guilty grin, and then turned and walked away, headed down the trail to the rock ledge below. The brunette stepped forward and hugged me with her arms around my waist. Her left hand gently grabbed my shaft in my pant leg, and caressed it from base to tip. She said, “I didn’t get to touch your dick while Jackie gave you that handjob, and I desperately wanted to stroke it too.” Her grip got a little firmer on my shaft, and again, my pre-cum made a wet spot on my shorts. I said, “I would be happy to give you a turn… I think I’ve recovered now.” The brunette’s mouth was close to my ear, and she whispered, “I’m sorry, Jackie decided which one of us would stroke your dick, and it would only be a one-time thing. You are perfectly capable of getting yourself off now, and we will be on display for you down in the Cove anytime you are ready.” At this point, it was evident the girls were going to be true to their word: one-time, and one-time only. I said, “You told me Jackie’s name, what’s yours?” As she leaned to my ear to answer, I put both my arms around her shoulders and pulled her body tight against mine. “My name is Amber,” she said. I replied, “Hi Amber, I’m Will. You two are the most incredibly sexy women I have ever met.” Amber replied, “You don’t even know.” “Jackie got to taste your juices and I want to taste you too.” I didn’t know where my new-found courage was coming from, but it felt good to assert myself. I slid my right hand down inside the back of her bikini, across her smooth, round butt, and my fingers found the wetness at the bottom of her pussy. I had never felt anything as soft, hot and slippery as Amber’s pussy lips. As I briefly played with her soft lips, she pushed her tits up against my chest, and I stood firm, supporting her with my left arm around her waist. Amber put her face close to mine and kissed me hard. I pulled my hand out of her bikini, and brought my fingers to my mouth to taste her. She pulled her mouth back, giving space for my fingers. And as soon as I brought my hand to my lips, she leaned towards me, and joined in licking her own juices from my soaked fingers. I held my fingers between our mouths, and we shared the wonderful flavor of her pussy together. It felt like my dick might finally rip its way out of my shorts. Amber moved her head back over to my left shoulder. She whispered to me, “When Jackie told me I was coming up here with her to confront you, I never dreamed I would be attracted to you. If we continue to play like this, I will eventually want your dick inside of me, and that can’t happen until Jackie... well, another time. When I saw you naked, your muscular, toned body and nice cock, then tasted your pre-cum on Jackie’s hand, and your cum on my hand, I knew you would be trouble for me. The way you smell, the way you taste, and how you feel, is everything I like in a man, but I cannot have you.” I stuttered for a second, “I,… I,… I don’t understand. You can have me Amber. I want you too.” I held her body tight against mine, and we looked into each other’s eyes. Amber broke the stare first and closed her eyes. I gave her small, soft kisses on her face, until I tasted the salty flavor of a tear. At a loss for words, and all of the sexual energy redirected as emotional energy, I said, “Go be with Jackie and your friends down in the Cove. I won’t be sitting up here when you come to sunbathe, I’ll come down and see you.” Amber shook her head and tried to smile as she looked at me, “You don’t understand…,” she exhaled softly. The small smile quickly vanished from her face. We dropped our embrace, and she took both my hands in hers, looked into my eyes one last time, and said, “I have to go.” Amber picked up her beach bag, turned, and started down the trail to the rock ledge below. I watched her walk away, saddened, but still very aroused from the sight of her sexy, nubile body.

Her giggles slowly turned into moans as she continued to trace little circles on her clit. I felt the cool air against my dick, sending shivers down my spine making my cock twitch. She brought her hand back to her nipples and let out a squeak of joy. That little squeal of joy just shook me to my core. I couldn’t stand it! Throwing my head back into my pillow with my eyes shut so hard that a crowbar would have a hard time opening them, pulling at my restraints as hard as I could but to no effect. I was trapped; I screamed again and only muffled noises made it passed the sock. I felt something wet and warm move up my shaft. My eyes shot open seeing her middle and index fingers cover in her pussy juice slide up and back down my shaft before retreating back to her mouth, tasting her juices and technically me on her fingers. She pulled her fingers out of her mouth and returned back into her pussy. Slowly thrusting back and forth in and out of her, and she pulled them out. Thinking see was going to do the same thing I just turned my head to the side and tried to mentally escape I was in Crystal’s queen sized bed with her cuddling up on me. The both of us were naked. Her parents and older sister weren’t home at all from the night before allowing me to stay the night, and they won’t be home for a good long time. Her warm cotton sheets clung to our bodies under her blanket. She held me as tight as she could just as if I was some teddy bear, probably hoping to never let go. I didn’t want her to let go either. Even though I had a sock in my mouth I still was able to smile, but it was short lived as I felt Bridgette’s wet fingers drag across my lips. My smile was gone and the happiness that once filled me now vanished. Bridgette leaned forward and licked my lips of her juices. I think she was a little disgusted licking my dirty sock, god knows I didn’t like it any better. My eyes were full of rage looking right into hers as she brought her hand to my mouth and removed the sock, tracing the outline my lips with her fingers, just really taking in the moment before she took the sock out. “LET ME GOMMMF!” I screamed at her the first chance I got till she put her hand over my mouth. “Shhh baby.” She said in her most soothing tone, trying to calm me down but to no effect. I gave up trying to talk my way out of this whole situation. It was a lose-lose battle for me. The only thing left for me to do was resist as much as the restraints would allow me. Bridgette slowly brought her hand down releasing my upper lip. Wasting no time, she instantly latched on to it. Kissing it, running hey tongue over it, lightly pulling it with her teeth, basically doing anything she wanted, and everything she could get. I’d be lying to you if I said that what she was doing didn’t feel good, but I wasn’t going to let her know. Again she moved her hand further down till both my lips were exposed. I closed my lips as hard as I could and turned my head. Not wasting any time, she brought her hands up to the side of my head and held me still, halting my only protest. Her tongue easily pierced through my lips, and just left my shut jaw in her way. I felt her tongue slide along my teeth looking for an opening that I was denying her. Minutes passed as she fought to get my mouth open. Trying everything she could from making a pathetic whimper all the way to literally trying to rip my mouth open, and she almost did it too. Out of no where an idea popped into my head. I made the biggest thrust I could with my hips with of my strength. My plan worked I hit her and she fell off the side of the bed. The few seconds of relief was better than anything on god’s green earth. Unfortunately, my plan worked to well and reminded Bridgette of her goal. She cocked a smile,”Ooh, thanks for reminding me.” She gave me a peck on the cheek and climbed back on my bed so that she was kneeling between my legs. Placing her hand on my still hard cock and slowly stroking it. Her eyes were glued to the sight. “Finally your mine.” She whispered to herself. Bridgette stopped stroking and took a firm hold of me, pointing my cock upwards to the ceiling. Taking her own sweet time to straddle my waist till my cock was right under her…her pussy. ‘Ha-ha nice joke you can let me go now.’ I frantically thought hoping that this was some kind of sick joke that should just end. ‘You got me! Now let me go.’ My thoughts, my hopes seemed to have dropped out of the sky as she started lowering herself down onto me. This was no joke at all. She was really going to go through with it and fuck my drug induced hard on. The head of my cock reached the entrance of her hot, wet pussy I couldn’t help but give off a shuttered breath at the sensation. Bridgette also too let out some form of a guttural noise when we touched. She went limp for a second and fell the rest of the way down, smacking her hips into mine, and fell on me. It must have been too much, her grunt morphed into a silent scream as her head rested on my sternum. Not wasting anytime time Bridgette shakily put her arms under her self to sit up and look at me. The drunken smile she wore, hidden behind the strands of her long brunette hair. I was trying my best not to show any emotion, I wouldn’t give her any sign of how good it felt and let her know that she had won. She started to slowly grind herself back and forth, just relishing the moment. The agonizing slow pace made it hard to keep my straight face. My face twitched a little, but that was all that she was getting. After a while she picked her hips up off me and dropped them back down getting the deep thrusts she desperately wanted. She repeated this, coming up until I was almost free from her confines and then literally falling back down. No man could hide the pleasure from what she was doing. Her thrusts broke my stone face, and had me groaning till there was no breath left in me. Bridgette fell on me again, breathless, breathing in short burst into my ear, “Uhhh, you feel so good inside me! You were made just for me.” as she continued to rock back and forth with her hips. I kept grunting as she would give a little sharp thrust with her hips every now and then. The slow pace was killing me. Finally, the gods gave me a break, showing me that it was almost over. She started to quicken her pace. Her moans seemed to be getting louder with each thrust. It felt so good that it was taking every fiber of my being to hold me back from meeting her thrust with my own. Her pace constantly change from a near blur of her hips to a slow painful speed were she would grinded her self at the base of my cock. I couldn’t help it, the bitch was killing me. The constant change of pace was getting me close. She kept it up until she stopped. Her eyes closed, her jaw tensed up. After a couple of seconds of silence her screams of pleasure broke into the air, and her pussy just went insane. I could feel all her muscles contract then loosen there hold only to contract again. I couldn’t believe I just made my cousin cum. Bridgette took firm hold of my chest with her hands to keep herself steady as she road through her orgasm. Her slow gentle movements along with her still shuddering cunt were slowly brought me to the edge. Her face lit up as if she had an epiphany. “You know…” she paused bringing a smile to her lips, “now it’s your turn.” I was stunned to say the least. “No no no no no no no no nomffff.” She cut me off by slamming her lips into mine. I started screaming into her mouth but it only made her kiss me harder. I felt her tongue on mine; I remembered how good it felt when Crystal and I passionately kissed for hours on end, but that was heaven and this was hell. Fuck! I was cumming. She slammed her hips onto me trying to milk me. There was nothing I could do to stop it, no thought, no action, nothing. Her body went into its motions again; enticing me completely with no mercy. My instincts took over, I tried to thrust my hips like a maniac, I returned her kiss, and finally blew into her. It must have been one of the best orgasms I ever had. I felt like I had no energy left, and I just drained myself into her. I turned my head so I could look at Bridgett, but I passed out before I could. The last thing I heard was her moaning from my last spurt. “Sleep tight, my love.” I woke up around an hour later, still naked, untied, and confused. Did this really happen? Feeling down at my wet crotch to examine myself and to my horror, it happened. I pulled the covers up and curled up into a ball. My head was boggled I wanted to hide, but I also want to fight. I didn’t know what to do. I picked my cell phone up to check the time. It was later than I thought. When I got home from dropping Crystal off it was around six. As I went to set it down I got a call. “Hello?” “Baby are you alright?” it was Crystal, she sounded scared. “Yeah, I’m fine.” “Are you sure? I called you like 5 times.” “Yeah, I’m sure. I wouldn’t lie to you.” “So, what’s the deal with Bridgette?” “Well…umm…I still don’t know yet. It’ll probably be some blackmail bullshit. You know how she is.” “True, she can be quite the bitch.” “Hey! At least you’re not related to her.” forcing a chuckle,” Well I got to go I’ll call you later. Love you” I rushed the call trying to end it just incase Bridgette decided to pay a visit. “Ok, bye. Love you too.” I felt like shit for lying to her, and pretty much telling her to fuck off on the phone made me feel oh so much better. Then considering Bridgette and all, it made suicide seem like fun. Whatever! I needed to get out of here. I grabbed a shirt and some shorts and headed out. Just as the front door was closing I heard some objection to me leaving from Bridgette, but I couldn’t care less of her right now. With all the thoughts rushing through my head I needed something to clear my head. Walking was that little break that I needed. The cool night air filling my lungs, the sounds of bugs in the distance, and the peace and quiet of walking around the neighborhood made my problems just melt away. Luckily, my good friend Will lived a couple streets over, and I knew he’s having a party. Damn I love it when I’m right! I walked up his driveway into a sea of drunken teenagers, loud music, and the stench of vomit. Instantly, I went to the table with nearly all the drinks known to man on it and made my self something strong. With the day I had I needed a drink, and I didn’t get cheap with the stuff at all. “Hey man I didn’t think you would come.” Will’s face popped out of nowhere. “I was wondering when your dumbass would get here.” “Hey! Perfection takes time!” I threw back at him trying to hold in my laughter. “So what’s up?” Will and I talked the usual teenage bullshit for a bit before we went our separate ways back into the party. It was a good party, the drinks were flowing and the time just flew by. I was having fun besides the constant nagging of people asking where Crystal was, since we’re pretty much joined at the hip. Other than that it was good, and then it got even better. I walked up behind her and started talking, trying to disguise my voice. “You know, those clothes would look better at the end of my bed.” I gave the words more emphasis with a nice firm squeeze or her tight ass. Crystal instantly jumped from my grip and squealed like a little girl. “Oh my fucking god….Chris you asshole!” she started to throw some girly slaps at me, but I jumped back fast enough to dodge them. “What I thought you would be glad to see me?” I grabbed both of her arms and pulled her close into my chest. “I am!” She confirmed her response by pushing her body as tight as she could against mine. She felt so good against me, but it felt even better when we were naked. “So,” she drew out the word for a couple seconds,” what happened?” “Oh nothing just some black mail bullshit.” Trying to sound as nonchalant as possible. Crystal freed her arms and wrapped them around me, resting her head on my shoulder “Ok, I was just worried about you, and I don’t want anything bad to happen because of me.” “Baby, don’t worry about me. And hey,” I cocked a smile, “now that I’m here want to finish what we started.” I slid my arms down her back to her nice firm cheeks and gave a nice squeeze jogging her memory. “Mhmmmmmmmm,” she melted in my arms. Instantly she pulled my hands away from her ass and led me by the arm to find some place quiet. It took her forever to find the damn door knob. Not wasting any time waiting for me she basically dragged me through the house. Barely able to keep my feet under me, I followed her to one of the bedrooms. It was dark, but enough light to tell it was the spare room. We stumbled over boxes they had on the floor as we made our way to the bed. Not wasting any time, Crystal threw me on the bed and instant took her place on top. Replanting her mouth on my own; her warm wet tongue made its way into my mouth massaging my own as I tried to do the same. She wiggled around on top of me. I had to keep a firm grip on her so she wouldn’t fall off, but she still managed to free herself. She might as well be covered in baby oil the way I trying to keep a hold on her. All the fiction from her moving around was rubbing all the right places. My dick was stiffening under her weight as her stunning body moved up, down, left, and right over my crotch. The pleasure started to become too much, and I had to stop it fast. Without thinking I took my hands away from her back and latched on to her well toned ass. Digging my fingers as deep as her flesh would allow me. I pulled her rear as tight as I could to my body, smashing our groans together, only separated by our clothing. Instantly Crystal stopped moving. Gasping for air at the sudden sensation, sighing a deep moan. “Nnnnya baby.” In a breathless voice as she pulled away for a second to breath before replanting her mouth against mine continuing our passionate kiss, and continuing to grind her clothe cover pussy on me. We finally broke our kiss, Crystal pushing her body off mine reached down grabbing the hem of her tank top, pulling it up her body ever slowly. She kept her eyes locked on to mine the whole time, but my eyes were only focused on her flawless body as it became inch-by-inch more visible. Her hourglass figure revealed it self to me, left me staring at her tummy with a dumb look on my face. The slow agonizing seconds passed as the tank top slowly made its way up to her breasts. My head snapped back into reality as her bra became visible as the only barrier between my and the sight of her perfect breasts. That little pink piece of fabric became my worst enemy. Finally! Crystal stopped her slow torture and quickly ripped her tank top up and over her head. Planting her hands on my shoulders, she leaned down bringing her luscious lips to my ear. “Talk dirty to me.” She whispered in the faintest voice. “Aww, you a naughty girl.” I cooed right back in her ears. “Just do it!” her voice was strained. “OK ok ok! You probably want me to do all the naughtiest thing to you?” I kept my voice even, as my hands started to massage her butt quickly making it past the hem of her tiny shorts, that fit her oh-so perfectly, and slowly made there way back down her thighs. My hands took gentle but firm hands folds of her toned legs until I couldn’t move my hands down farther. “Mhmm,” she more moaned than whispered into my ears. Pleased to get a little dance along with her show. I whispered into her ears, “You want me to touch you….all over.” Again I was rewarded with her moaning along with the bighting of her lower lip and her hair dancing on the side of my face as she nodded her head. My fingers made way to the inside of her thighs. With the softest touch, they slowly made their way up her smooth skin. To my unfortunate surprise, as my fingers made there way up her legs they were stopped by her booty shorts. Without wasting anytime I quickly started to tug at the waist line of those damn shorts. Thankfully, Crystal quickly got the message and pulled it down along with her little pink thong, and flung them across the room. Sitting up on her knees, Crystal then began to remove her bra. Revealing those two perfectly shaped mounds of flesh that have a magnetic hold over me, leaving me at awe for what could have been forever if she chose not to snap me out of my trance. My eyes were finally dragged away from the sight by Crystal tilting my head up till we were looking eye-to-eye. “Take off your shirt.” She spoke in tiniest voice I have ever heard from her, but I was happy to comply, taking off my shirt leaving me only in my shorts. Just as I pulled the shirt over my head, Crystal threw her self back on top of me and went to town. I instantly latched my hands back onto her thighs. Crystal was absolutely in love with this. She started to squirm on top of me, pushing her hips down trying to rub herself against my hard cock, moving her chest in all kinds of directions just trying to get any kind of sensation. My fingers came near to the junction between her legs, but I wasn’t going to let her have it so easy. Just as they were about to touch her moist outer lips, I stopped them and moved them back down thigh continuing their painfully slow pace. Her moaning became stressed as I took my sweet time enjoying every second. My fingers finally made there way back up and stopped. It didn’t even take her a second to realize what happened. Just as she began to speak I traced my index finger down her slit, from top to bottom. Letting it hover over her entrance, tracing little circles as if I was about to insert it. A puzzled look came on to her face, ”Wha…ummmmmmmmf” She tried to speak but it turned into one big moan. At this point I couldn’t help but smile at her. The way she responded to just the lightest touch. Right now it was just all one big ego boost. “Oh you like it when I touch you there, don’t you?” I said with menace dripping from every word. I ran my finger up and down her slit a couple more times, getting my finger nice and wet. Crystal couldn’t help but moan, barely able speak. “GaAWWd yeah!” I made two more passes before I gently inserted my finger into her hot, wet sex. Crystal cried out at the sudden sensation. She lifted her head up, giving me a good look at her face. Her features were all twisted and contorted; it was a priceless look as I inserted another finger. Just watching cross her eyes as she felt the next one go in almost made me burst into laughter as I continued my assault. “Oh! You like it when I’m inside you.” Thrusting my fingers into her emphasizing my words. I brought my lips close to her ears, ”You’re a naughty little slut, aren’t you,” I faintly whispered into her ear, giving it a little lick on the outer most part. Crystal let out a shuttering sigh as she pushed her body back sinking my fingers deeper, her muscles contracted around them. “I’m your dirty little slut, though,” she said in an unsteady voice barely above a whisper kissing my ear lightly, her breathing was becoming heavier and heavier. Milking everything she can out of my fingers while she was thrusting back in sporadic motions. With two quick violent thrusts she came, hard. Her muscles clamped on my fingers like a vice; juices flowing past my fingers and onto my shorts, leaving a tiny puddle that I could feel through the thin shorts. Her face scrunched up; biting her bottom lip she let out little cries of ecstasy every now and then. It looked like she was going to bite her lower lip off. Finally, she settled down and collapsed on top of me. Her head was buried into my neck. My skin being lightly sucked, kissed, and nibbled at between her gasps for air. I took my hands away from her rear and brought them up to hers, interlocking our fingers. Crystal let out a pleased little sigh, taking firm hold on my hands. “I love you so much.” Her voice muffled by my neck. “I love you too babe…I love you too.” I gave a reassuring squeeze to her unbelievably strong grip. The room was filled with silence till her husky voice broke out in a little giggle, “Now it’s your turn!” She violently pulled her hands away, planting them on my chest. Lifting her self up, getting her knees under her body, her luscious lips found mine once again. Her onslaught just left me in the dust just trying to keep up with her. I couldn’t help myself; my hands once again were latched back to her taut rear, making her squeak like a little girl. The intensity of it all never lessened. Her beautiful lips tore themselves away, moving down my chin then neck. Lowing herself out of my grip, she moved further down my body continuing her kisses down my chest then over my abs. She only stopped at the waist band of my shorts, her fingers hooked themselves under. Looking back up at me, with a no doubt evil mixed with a little girl on Christmas grin, just building up the suspense. Crystal slowly started to pull at both the shorts and my boxers, but in no time she just ripped them both right off. We were now completely naked, in our full glory we gazed upon each other’s body. Crystal finally broke the stare and lowered her body between my legs, her face just inches away from my rock hard cock. Gently taking it into her hand and slowly began to stroke me. Slowly at first but gradually sped up. I was ready to go since the moment we got in the room, and crystal wasn’t making it any easier for me. She slowly started blowing air on me. The cool breeze passing over my engorged member combined with her pace brought me even closer. Time seemed to slow down as I struggled to keep for going over the edge. Unfortunately, Crystal wanted the opposite, doing everything in her power to “finish” me off. Out of the blue, I felt her warm, wet tongue travel up the length of my shaft. I grunted at the mere touch of it. Reaching the head she turned around and made her way down, pausing before giving me one final lick. My eyes opened seconds after she stopped realizing the sudden loss, looking down at her between my legs with a confused look on her face, seeming mulling over the taste in her mouth. Her once lust filled eyes, are now cold. The vibrant face I loved is now blank and staring right at me. Her face filled with emotions. She looked like she was about to cry, yell, anything. There was no telling what thoughts filled her mind. “Did you umm… jack off… after I left?” the silence finally broken by her weak voice, trying to hide all traces of emotions. “No,” she caught me off guard by her sheer randomness, “I really didn’t do anything.” “Oh” she replied trying to keep a casual tone. I was oblivious to what she was talking about. She sniffled like she trying to hold back tears. “Ok! Then who did you fuck?” Her words set me to stone. I literally froze, my eyes locked onto hers, and my breath slowed. My mind franticly searching through my vocabulary looking for the slightest word that might help me talk my way out of this, but the rest of my body still locked in place as the first tear broke free moving down her cheek followed by another on the opposite side. Soon enough there was a steady stream on each side, her eyes still glaring at mine waiting for a response that never came. Still I didn’t respond to her. It wasn’t that I couldn’t speak, but it was the fact that it might, just might, be a little difficult to convince her that Bridgette drugged, tied down, and raped me. A few more silent seconds went by as Crystal still waited for my answer, and yet I still had no real response that she could believe. The tears kept pouring out as she just lost it. Curling up into a ball at my feet, she buried her face into her palms. I just watched her lay there weeping and there was nothing I could do to stop it. “Why?” she sharply took in a breath, “...why, why, why?” barely able to spit out the words before returning into her ball. I placed my on her shoulder, but she threw it off. “Trust me, I didn’t want to…” I tried to calm her down, but to no avail. “What the fuck does that mean? You still fucking cheated on me!” She stopped crying and picked herself up to yell some more. “How dare you! After all we’ve been through, and I thought you loved me but I guess that doesn’t mean anything to at all. I guess one pussy isn’t enough for Chris. Mr. Perfect can’t be tied down by just one girl. You know what, why don’t you just go back to that little slut since she probably means more to you than I do.” Without waiting for me to respond she just got up, got dressed, and left. It was a painful sight watching her succulent body disappear behind her clothes. She opened the door and stepped out glancing back at me one last time starring daggers across the room. The look just destroyed me. I couldn’t help but shed a tear for all that had happened. I knew she noticed my tears but didn’t let herself become distracted. Instantly turning her head and left me alone in the spare bedroom quietly crying to myself. I sat alone it that semi dark room with that dumb look on my face, in tears, and in no way able to defend my self. Time past as I sat in my little pool of self pity, but quickly mangled its self into all sorts of emotions. I had to leave hat room. The only thought in my mind as I left was to drink till I can’t feel anything. “Hey man what happened in here?” the alcohol on his breath was just a lovely smell. “Nothing!” I really wasn’t in the mood to talk. “….lets get fucked up.” Lucky from me I knew that Will never passed up an opportunity to get hammered, never. I left shortly after that, after making sure he got up to his room and passed out somewhat safely, and I made my little stroll home in the chilly night air. With a loud creak I slipped into the house. B-lining it to my room and passing out before anything else could happen. Comments?? More??

I was the first to wake up. I was in the front row, across the aisle from where Mom and Tiff were still sleeping, still clutching each other. Mom and Dad had been planning to renew their vows that very evening, and Mom had arrived at the lifeboat directly from the station where she had been shopping and getting made up for the ceremony. She was already in her white dress, tight around her torso to accentuate her remarkable figure but flowing in the skirt to give her an ethereal look. She wore white stockings underneath, the lacy tops barely visible where the skirt had ridden up. Like the rest of us, she was shoeless, probably sacrificed during her flight for the sake of speed. She never needed makeup, but for the occasion she had had some applied, accenting her blue eyes and full red lips against her slight and cultivated tan. Her long blond hair had been coerced into an elaborate and elegant arrangement incorporating a jeweled tiara that looked like it must have cost a fortune. I had seen men drool over her before, and she had made every effort to be irresistible. Tiff had been finishing her makeup in her bathroom when everything went south, so she had fled the suite with nothing more than a couple of towels wrapped around her head and body, neither of which she had been able to retain sprinting through the ship’s corridors. She was completely naked, the first time I had ever seen her so, and in my dazed state I drank her in. A contrast to Mom’s tan, Tiff had been engineered to have skin as white as milk, not even the veins and arteries beneath showing through. That only served to highlight the shocking red of her fine hair, which she had grown down to knee length, and the brilliant green of her eyes, which, again thanks to the engineers, were slightly larger than normal, giving her without makeup the kind of appearance that so many used makeup to try and achieve. She had been applying makeup when the sirens had sounded, and even half applied it served to give her an almost inhuman beauty. Her long, thin neck led down to delicate but wide shoulders and then to a pair of stunning breasts – perfectly symmetric C-cup hemispheres, firm, upright, and topped with small, delicate nipples like dark little roses. Her stomach was flat as a board, with just enough fat to conceal the muscles beneath, and narrow enough that he suddenly wondered if her genetic upgrades would allow her to have children. Behind the straps of the seat, I could see the broadening of her hips and the crease where her legs extended out to the floor, but her pussy was completely hidden. Two such stunning women would ordinarily have been an incredibly erotic sight for me, if not for the facts that they were family, that I was in shock, and that they, like me, were covered in vomit and piss. Mom’s hair was disheveled and barely holding to a semblance of the original styling, and the beautiful white dress was stained yellow in the skirt and covered in a noxious mess on the bodice. Tiff was similarly covered, and without the dress to absorb any of it she sat wallowing in her own putrescence. Their makeup was shockingly intact – I knew that modern cosmetics were designed to resist anything but deliberate removal, but it was still surprising given the assault of bodily fluids they had endured. I let them sleep and went up to the front. Most of the display panels were dead, their external cameras destroyed by the explosion, but the hull was intact and the front consoles were in perfect working order. It took a few minutes to get the full picture, which was that the lifeboat was damaged but stable – the only losses were some exterior equipment, like some of the cameras and, unfortunately, the comms and navigation arrays. The lifeboat wouldn’t have been able to take us anywhere useful anyway, but at the time all it could do was put out a reduced-power beacon signal and drift, waiting for help. It was showing as fully stocked and would run out of its 720 person-days of food long before it ran out of anything else, so we were in no immediate danger. I spent a while just sitting there, staring at the unfamiliar stars and trying to feel something. Eventually I began to feel that particular discomfort of being covered in your own effluvia and decided to clean up. I triggered the shower controls and watched as the shower head and enclosure emerged from the wall. I stripped naked and dropped my clothes into the small laundry bin, where the automated system exposed them to vacuum, vibrated them, and presumably summoned dark magic to render them clean, stain free, and odorless in a matter of minutes. I’m not sure how long I showered, I really didn’t care, I scrubbed myself clean and then just let the water run until someone knocked on the thin plastic panel behind me. “Hon, it’s Mom. Are you okay?” I let the water spray across my face for a second before answering. “Yeah, Mom. I’m okay.” “Good. We… your sister and I both need the shower too.” “Okay.” I turned off the shower and reached through the door for my newly cleaned shirt and pants (I rarely wore underwear, it wasn’t trendy for males that year). I dressed in a daze before stepping out of the shower to see Tiff and Mom standing before me, each looking as stunned and miserable as I felt. Tiffany was standing in that universal pose of unintentionally naked women, one arm across her chest, her other hand impersonating a fig leaf. I felt reminded of how relieved I was that we were alive, but it was having trouble breaking through the certainty that everyone we had met on the ship was probably now dead, and that Dad was (I thought) probably mourning us, unaware of our survival. “Thanks, hon.” They slipped into the shower together, and through the frosted plastic I could see Mom strip off her dress and toss it into the laundry bin, followed by what must have been some elaborate undergarments, based on her barely-visible contortions. Still in shock, I just stood there watching their distorted silhouettes through the plastic until they finished. My mother poked her head out and looked at me. “Jackson… um… can you hand me those bags up there? And can your sister borrow your shirt?” I followed her pointed finger to the bags lodged under the front right command seat, apparently the haul from her shopping trip to the station. I glanced down at my now-clean black t-shirt – it wasn’t very long, attach by long thin straps at several points to my trousers and designed to show off my abs. Hey, between the genetic engineering and some modest exercise, I had an impressive physique and had chosen a style to accentuate it. But it also meant that on its own it wouldn’t cover much. Nodding my head, I retrieved the bags and passed them to her, along with my hastily removed shirt. While they apparently struggled behind the frosted panes to create an outfit for Tiff, I returned to the front and the righthand seat, eschewing the left which was now spotted with the remains of my regurgitated lunch. In the corner of the screen was a big icon labelled “Instructions” and I ***********ed it. They took a long time to sort things out, and by the time Mom and Tiff emerged from the shower I had skimmed the list of “suggestions” for preparing the lifeboat for an extended stay below capacity. Mom was the first to emerge, still wearing her newly-laundered dress sans stockings, her hair now falling straight and unstyled to the middle of her back, her makeup still intact. “Please don’t say anything!” she whispered at me as my sister came out. Tiff was wearing my shirt, falling to a few inches about her navel which obscured her breasts but not much else. Below she was wearing… what looked like the bottom a black, lacy teddy, showing off every contour. While it was opaque over pussy, the closeness of the fit made it clear that she had at some point unburdened herself of any pubic hair. My jaw dropped – somehow she looked more naked now than she had been before. Despite Mom’s obvious concern, she appeared unfazed by her state of undress and was making some adjustment to her hair, now bound into a tight braid extending past her ass. I noticed that she had somehow finished her makeup rather than remove it – either she lacked the solvents needed to do so or had finished it as an attempt at some kind of control over the situation. She saw the look on my face and stopped. “What?” She sighed and rolled her eyes, “All mom bought down there was underwear, okay?” Mom blushed and turned away. “You look… fine, sis. It’s… fine.” I stammered. “Damn right I look fine.” I heard her mutter as she walked over to the storage lockers. In retrospect, I’m not sure how I wasn’t bursting through my pants at that point. Maybe it was the shock, maybe it was because she was my sister. No idea. We collected ration bars and water from the dispensers and had the first of what would become many unpleasant but technically nutritive meals, and then started in on the to-do list. We removed all of the seats but the third row, ejecting the unnecessary furniture out one at a time through the front airlock with the assistance of a small robotic arm affixed to the outside for just such a purpose. We carefully cleaned up the remaining splatter using a small but versatile mop included with the laundry. We unpacked a few self-inflating mattresses from the storage lockers and set them up, with Mom and Tiff in the back corners and me in the center section, the single remaining row of seats providing the barest modicum of privacy – they were narrow mattresses and we had an excess, so we quickly doubled them up. Using the console we set up a sleeping schedule for the lights and started playing some of the soothing music that had been included to help pacify upset survivors. With that work done we folded down a small game panel from the wall and Tiff and I started to play some 3D chess to start to kill some of the many, many hours we had to fill. We barely talked the whole time, and never once mentioned the disaster, our escape, or the absent member of our family. After a while, in accordance with our planned schedule, we packed up the game board and went to sleep. We tried at least. It took less than half an hour before the three of us were huddled together on my mother’s mattresses, crying and comforting each other until one by one we fell asleep. We would end up sleeping that way for the next few nights, the crying gradually subsiding but the need for touch and comfort persisting. When we woke the next morning we tried to create some routine. The lifeboat was deliberately sparse and absent of too many items that could become weapons in the not unreasonable event of violence between distressed and panicked passengers. We spent a lot of time just laying around listening to the music or cycling through the games on the boards permanently affixed to the walls – there literally wasn’t anything else to do. We showered and laundered our meager stash of clothes every day, both to break up the routine and to minimize the odors in the confined space. The lifeboat had more than enough capacity, I am serious that our only real danger would be in running out of food – everything else was so well recycled that our long dead bodies could still be showering a year after we died. Slowly, we began to talk to each other – still avoiding what had happened, just small talk. With Mom’s reluctant approval, Tiff made a detailed inspection of her shopping bags, literally the only things any of us had brought onto the lifeboat other than the clothes some of us were wearing. Unfortunately, it turned out that Mom had used the opportunity to try and “spice things up” for her and Dad, so while it was full of lingerie and a new grooming and cosmetics set she had bought at the salon she had visited, it was sorely lacking in anything either useful or (acceptably) distracting. The salon explained her attire – to maximize the effect, they had recommended she don the dress prior to getting her hair and makeup done. The net result was that my mother and sister, in between them, had a wardrobe consisting of one dress, one half-shirt, and a lot of lingerie. This started to be a problem. As the days passed by, this enforced proximity to two gorgeous and (in one case) very scantily clad women started to cut through the shock and awkwardness and give this teenager some truly awkward erections – not only were they incestuously motivated, but as I mentioned I come with larger-than-normal equipment. Given that my casual trousers were not designed for that kind of restraint, I spent a lot of time laying on my stomach on my mattress or sitting in one of the command seats where neither of them could see my crotch. Within a week I was using my shower time to discretely rub one out. I tried to picture my one real sexual conquest, but inappropriate images kept flashing through - my sister’s lace-covered ass, or her using her hands to hide her nakedness, or my mother’s stocking tops on her inner thigh. Soon I was sneaking off to jerk it at night as well, awkwardly explaining my absences as trips to the bathroom (which, in fairness, they were) and hoping no one noticed how long I was gone. There was another issue as well. About the same time I started getting those problematic erections, the two of them started having something like panic attacks, usually at the same time. Their breathing would speed up, their faces flushing, and they would start to clench up their whole bodies. They would either hit the shower or go lie down back in the girls-only rear of the boat whenever it happened, and neither was willing to talk about it or subject themselves to the automeds for help. Mom was especially afflicted, and I began to get worried that she was either sick or that she was hiding something she didn’t want to tell us – I immediately wondered if she somehow knew that Dad hadn’t made it and was keeping us in the dark to make things easier. In retrospect, my failure to see the symptoms of increasing lust seems ridiculous, but in my defense I had never once entertained any fantasies of incest, and at seventeen I was not exactly burdened by a depth of experience with women. I should have wondered about the fact that they even began avoiding each other but ascribed that to our close quarters as a contrast to our normally spacious and individual living habits – I considered my own incestuous thoughts to be an unwanted physiological reflex, it didn’t occur to me that they could be experiencing anything similar. The day after this started happening, my mother decided that we needed to let her sleep on her own. Tiff and I retreated to our own beds, but it wasn’t long at all before she quietly came up front to join me on mine. She felt good next to me, despite her movements making shirt straps chafe my bare chest, and while Mom gave us a strange look the next morning when she found us, she said nothing about it and neither did we. The next night she came to join me again. She snuggled into my side, ever so gently writhing like she was trying to find some more comfortable position. The straps really began to bother me. “Tiff”, I whispered. “What?”, she whispered back. “Can you hold a little more still? The straps on the shirt keep rubbing against me.” I was expecting her to protest or find a different position. It caught me completely by surprise when she languidly sat up and in one graceful motion shed her, or rather my, shirt. My eyes had adapted to the dim light reaching my bed from the distant command consoles, and as she turned back towards me I feasted on the sight of her naked breasts above me. She gently slid back into her previous position, her head on my shoulder, her leg crooked over my thigh, her now naked breasts pressed into the side of my chest. Honest Johnson woke up. I couldn’t help it. Between the sight of her bare chest and the feel of her breasts, her tits, sliding over my skin as she breathed and squirmed my body started to react in a way that had nothing to do with any ex-girlfriend. I tried to ignore it but my pants persisted in looking like some missile trying to launch, a psychological and physical discomfort that made it impossible to sleep. After a few minutes or possibly hours of this, she rolled over, still pressed into my side but now facing away. I kept still, but she quickly reached her hand back to grab my hip and pull me towards her. I tried to ignore her, keenly aware of my predicament, but she persisted. I finally reluctantly shifted as gently as I could to spoon her, knowing that she could not help but feel the enormous dick pressing into her ass with only the thin fabrics of my pants and her teddy keeping our position from being overtly sexual. She let out a little sigh but kept writhing. I placed my free hand on her flat stomach and tried to imagine that it was glued there and couldn’t move. I couldn’t be sure, but it felt as if her ass was pressing into my cock too often to be accidental. After a few minutes she gave a little shudder capped with a barely-audible sob. Her writhing stopped, and she quickly drifted off to sleep. It took me hours to follow her into oblivion, waiting for Honest Johnson to give up and retire. When I woke up, she was off in the shower. Mom was sitting in one of the acceleration seats, watching me. She turned away when she saw that I had noticed, and not long after departed for the rear of the boat. When Tiffany emerged from the shower, I was shocked. She was again wearing my presumably-freshly laundered shirt, but she had abandoned the teddy in favor of a black thong, a g-string, really. Mom had been keeping her bags just outside the shower, and I hadn’t even thought to investigate for myself what was in there, but I would never have thought of my mother buying something like that, much less my sister walking out wearing it. When she saw me watching she stopped and stood perfectly still, waiting for my eyes to finally meet hers. “I felt like a change. Besides, I think this will be more comfortable.” There was nothing I could say to that, and she went off to the game board to waste some more time. When Mom came out of the back a little while later she saw what Tiff was wearing and stopped dead in her tracks. She seemed like she wanted to say something, but instead just returned to the back for a while. When she came back, we all just acted like nothing was any different. That night Tiff again came to my bed. She discarded the shirt, triggering another massive erection from me before again snuggling into my arm, facing away. She had barely laid down before she pulled me to spoon her like the night before. I figured that if my erection hadn’t bothered her last night, I could make it through again. As the night before, she kept squirming in my arms, and I started to gently stroke her stomach, hoping it would calm her and trying to distract myself from the unavoidable sexual feelings I was having for this beautiful woman in my arms. After a few minutes she turned her head towards me. “Take off your pants!”, she whispered. This was more than a little problematic. “I… I don’t have any underwear on!”, I whispered, a little louder than I intended. She gave a little shudder and sigh before she responded. “I don’t care. It will be more comfortable for both of us.” I froze up for a few seconds. I should have told her no. I should have told her to go back to her bed. Instead, I freed my trapped arm and awkwardly shimmied out of my trousers. Freed from his confines, Honest Johnson flipped upwards, trapped between her ass cheeks as I again embraced her. She gave another little sigh, and arched her back, pressing her ass into my cock. I tried to tell myself it was a meaningless attempt to find a comfortable position, but her continued motions made it hard to believe. It was almost like she was giving me a horizontal lap dance, and Honest Johnson went from full salute to rock hard. After a few minutes of writhing and panting, she reached behind her back and took Honest Johnson in her hand. I heard a faint gasp – I guess the feel of it against her back had not been enough for her to comprehend just how big it really was. She gave it a few small, slow strokes, while I went as still as a rock, not sure what was happening, not sure how to stop it, and not sure if I wanted to. Less than a minute later I felt her start to pull Honest Johnson around her ass cheek and, lifting her leg slightly, placed it between her legs. There was no way to interpret this as any kind of accident – my cock was rubbing against her pussy, stopped only by a patch of fabric small enough to be plausible as an eyepatch. “What are you doing?”, I asked. “This will be more comfortable. For both of us.” “But…” “Shhh… just let…” She went silent for a moment, and when she spoke again I could hear the start of tears in her voice. “I need this.” I didn’t say anything. I loved her, and I was confused, and not nearly over everything that had happened. I guess I kind of needed it too. She started rubbing her crotch along my dick, a low guttural noise escaping from her mouth as she did. I lay there, just letting her decide what to do, and after another minute I felt her grab my hand from her stomach and place it squarely on her tit. I doubt I could have stopped myself. My hand was on a tit, and it started to explore. I stroked and squeezed, rolled her little nipple between my fingers, and with every motion I felt her body arch and press in response. She started to moan. She reached between her legs, and for a moment I couldn’t tell what she was doing. Then I felt her pull her ass away from me as she again grabbed Honest Johnson and started to rub his big purple head against the entrance to her cunt. “Tiff! We can’t” “Shut up, Jackson. Fuck me. I need this. You need this.” “I don’t want to hurt you, I’m… a little bigger than most guys.” The side of her mouth closest to me cracked a grin, her eyes still closed. “I can tell that!” “No, seriously…” She turned her head just enough to look me in the eye. “You can’t hurt me. It’s okay.” I felt her place the enormous head right at her entrance and start to press it in. She was incredibly wet, and while I could feel the side of the g-string against the side of my dick, there was almost no resistance as she began to push herself back onto me. It felt amazing. Her pussy was tight, squeezing my dick, making it hard to penetrate her even with her own considerable natural lubrication. She rocked back and forth, every push sending me a little further into her. Her moans started to get louder, and fearing that Mom would hear, I wiggled the hand trapped beneath her until I could free it enough to place it over her mouth, my other hand still squeezing her tit and pulling her against me. Her moan got louder under my hand, and pushed by this, I started to thrust my cock up into her. Inch by inch, thrust by thrust, I worked my way deeper into her tight, tight pussy, until finally, to my considerable surprise, I felt my thighs reach her ass cheeks – I was all the way inside her! The sounds I could hear escaping through the hand over her mouth were a mix of moan and sob, and in the dim light I could see tears running from her eyes, but her free hand had reached behind me to the small of my back and was still pushing me with each thrust to continue. Something about this drove me a little wild. I don’t know if it was the situation, or her incredible body, or the incestuous nature of our coupling, but my last reservation broke at this point. My thrusting turned to hammering, shoving my cock into her hard over and over again. I felt her body start to tense, then felt her moan drop half an octave in my hand as an orgasm swept through her. I didn’t stop, I couldn’t, although when her body relaxed a minute later I took the opportunity to roll her onto her back, pulling out only long enough to pull the g-string off her body to reveal her hairless pussy to me. She looked so beautiful, her pale skin seeming to shine with the green light coming from the front of the boat. Arching over, I started to kiss and suck at her little nipples, still thrusting as well as I could. She put her hands on my head, holding me close as I explored her tits with my mouth, and then pulled my head up to hers. “Fuck me hard!”, she whispered into my ear, “Don’t stop!” I pushed myself up, her legs wrapping around my back as I resumed pounding into her full force, pulling almost all the way out before slamming my cock back into her. She put her own hand over her mouth to muffle the grunts she couldn’t otherwise stifle, and I had to struggle to keep my own vocalizations in check. Honestly, I doubt I would have stopped if we were caught at it, or that my mother could have pulled me off of her, but I still tried. I felt her start to tense again underneath me, and she pulled one of my hands off the mattress and back to her mouth. I dropped my elbow to the mattress to keep my weight off her mouth, and kept thrusting. She arched her back as the second orgasm swept through her, and I felt myself rapidly approaching my own release. As she began to relax, I whispered into her ear. “I’m gonna cum!” She turned her head to whisper back to me. “Cum in my mouth!” “What?” “Do it! Cum for me! Cum in my mouth!” I had never done that before, at least not while actually fucking, but the perversion of it thrilled me. I pulled myself off of her, and as she pushed herself up onto her elbows I shimmied off her and up to near her face. Without hesitation, she took me in her mouth. The feel of the suction, her little hand around my shaft, and her tongue on the head brought me to climax and I fired what felt like a gallon of cum into her mouth, spurt after spurt. My whole body was tense, and I had to put my hand over my own mouth to keep myself from screaming at the sensation. On the third spurt I felt her cough around the head of my dick and saw a little jizz escape from the corner of her mouth, but she kept sucking it down as well as she could. After a full ten spurts, I was finally spent and collapsed onto my side. She was panting heavily, as was I, and I could see my cum covering her chin and dripping down onto her tits. As I watched, she began scooping it up into her mouth, again a first in my experience. She must have seen the surprise and confusion on my face, because she whispered a quick explanation to me. “I don’t want it on the mattress! We can’t clean that up discretely!” I just nodded. I couldn’t understand how she could be so practical in the heat of that moment, I still don’t. When she was done, she rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling for a moment. I scooted my body next to hers and reached over to pull her into my arms. She stared at me for a second, and then her eyes flooded with tears. She buried her head in my chest as heaving sobs wracked her body. I just held her, feeling her tears on my chest as she tried to silence her weeping. After a minute or two she brought herself under control, and a minute later she brought her face up close to mine. “Thank you.”, she whispered. We held each other for another half hour, naked, sweaty, partially covered in her saliva and whatever cum she might have missed. She pulled herself away from me then, and grabbing the shirt headed off to the bathroom. I heard the water run for a few seconds, and then she returned, clean, with the shirt balled and wet in her hands. She gently wiped down my now deflated dick as well as the part of my chest where her face had rested. When she was done, she picked up the g-string and my pants and padded back to the bathroom and I heard her cycle the laundry. A few minutes later she returned, dressed again, if you can call it that, in the g-string. She handed me my pants and dropped the shirt to the floor. I worked my way into the trousers, and she rejoined me on the mattress, pressing her breasts again into my side. Her arms wrapped around my chest, and she squeezed hard. “Thank you.”, she whispered again. A minute later I felt her arms relax as she fell asleep. Scarcely a minute after that, I joined her.

Cinnamon times two (I had met Cinnamon in the Bahamas over 5 months ago. We had spent a number of days and nights together. I had gone back to Minnesota to continue working toward a veterinary medicine degree. Cinnamon was coming back to Wisconsin to be with her family for Christmas. We were anxious to see each other again.) I was working Saturday at my part-time job at the veterinary clinic when Cinnamon’s flight landed. Because of the Christmas holidays I was working extra time and couldn’t get off at that time. Cinnamon’s sister, Candace, came to pick up Cinnamon and take Cinnamon back to her apartment in Madison WI. I was not going to be able to see Cinnamon until Monday the 23rd of December two days later. I left the morning of the 23rd for the 4 hour drive Madison. The drive was uneventful. I thought about Cinnamon on my way. I pictured her long, shiny, red hair and her sparkling, brown eyes. I smiled as I recollected her lovely smile and the feel of her soft, tender lips. I yearned to touch her large, supple breasts again and have the feeling of my penis in her warm tight pussy. I began to get aroused. I tried to get my mind off her and on to something else, but it kept going back to her. Finally a little after noon I arrived at Candace's apartment building. Just as I got to the door someone was coming out, so I walked in and took the elevator up to the third floor. I knocked on the apartment door. The door opened and there was Cinnamon standing there. I grabbed her in a big hug and kissed her hard. I had missed being with her over the last 5 months. She pushed back. “You must be Andy,” she said. “You have a strange way of greeting strangers. Hello I am Candace, my friends call me Candy.” “Sorry! I thought you were …,” I said before she cut me off. “Cinnamon?” she said. “Don’t be sorry. I enjoyed your greeting. It isn’t everyday you get kissed by a handsome stranger. It’s a good thing I’ve seen your picture or I would have screamed bloody murder. And of course I knew you were coming.” I stood looking at her still in disbelief that she looked so much like Cinnamon. I knew Candy and Cinnamon were identical twins, but there were subtle differences. Candy's hair was slightly darker, I attributed that to Cinnamon being in the Bahamian sun. Candy was also not as tanned as I remembered Cinnamon being. Also Candy’s hair appeared to be shorter than Cinnamon's. “You are staring,” Candy said. “Sorry!” I responded. “Don’t be! It’s a compliment,” Candy explained. Candy was definitely Cinnamon’s sister. Cinnamon had used the same line on me several times. “Come in, sit down, and talk until Cinnamon returns,” she said pointing to a chair. I sat down. She sat in a nearby chair. “Tell me about yourself,” she said. She sounded just like Cinnamon except for the lack of a slight Bahamian accent. I told her about my family. I told her about growing up and how I met Cinnamon. I also told her about how I was working toward a veterinary medicine degree, which she already seemed to know. She knew how Cinnamon and I had met. • She then told me more about her. She and Cinnamon had grown up in Wisconsin. She was the older sister by 8 minutes. They did not have any brothers or sisters. They grew up sharing everything, toys, clothes, and friends. Her sister, Cinnamon, was actually named Cynthia. But Cinnamon did not like the nickname Cindy. For awhile people had called her Cinn, but that made it sound like she was known for doing bad things, so she told people to call her Cinnamon because of her red hair. Candy had gone to school for architectural design. She had been hired right out of school and had done a number of designs. However quickly her company moved her into estimating and project management, because her projects always came in on or below estimate and on time. The clients were extremely happy with the results. She now helped others with estimating and was managing larger projects. We talked for awhile longer before we heard someone at the door. The door opened and Cinnamon walked in. “Sorry it took so ..,” she stopped mid sentence. “Andy!” she shouted. She put the bags she was carrying down on the floor. Then she rushed over and grabbed me in a bear hug as I stood up. She locked her lips onto mine. I hugged her back. After a couple of minutes she loosened her grip. She pushed me back into the chair and sat on my lap. “I was out buying things for supper tonight,” Cinnamon explained. “It took longer than I had planned.” “I’ll put things away,” said Candy. I kept running my fingers through her hair and I kept looking at her face. “You’re staring,” she said with a small giggle. “I’m sorry,” I replied. “Don’t be it’s a compliment,” she said giggling louder. Her hair was lighter and longer than Candy’s and her skin was more tan like I remembered. Candy came back into the room. “I have the week off while Cinnamon is here,” Candy said. “Andy, you are welcome to come by anytime you can.” “Thank you,” I said. “Cinnamon said you were going to find a hotel room in town,” Candy said. “That won’t be necessary. You can sleep on the pullout here.” I looked at Cinnamon and she nodded yes. “Are you sure, Candy?” I asked. “I want you to have time with your sister.” Cinnamon laughed, “I told you he would say that. I told you we was a thoughtful guy.” Candy said, “I will have plenty of time with my sister. We have already had some. Beside I am not sure who Cinnamon was more anxious to see, you or me.” “Come on, Candy, you know how anxious I was to see you. Yes, I was also anxious to see Andy, but I hadn’t seen you for a year,” Cinnamon said. Candy responded, “I know I was just joking.” We talked for the remainder of the afternoon. After it started to get dark outside Cinnamon and Candy went to start preparing supper. I asked if I could help, but was told, no. I told them I was going to get my bag out of my truck. Candy came out and gave me a key to get back in the building. I retrieved my bag from my truck and went back up to the apartment. Went I walked in the conversation Candy and Cinnamon were having stopped. I sat back down. I heard a muffled conversation interspersed with giggles coming from the kitchen. I could tell they were chopping onions and peeling potatoes, but the first real smell was that of bread baking. I heard the oven door open and the fresh-baked bread smell became more intense. Slowly that smell was replaced by another vaguely familiar smell. Cinnamon poke her head around the corner and asked, “Do you want some limeade?” She brought a pitcher and 3 glasses over to a small table just off the kitchen and open to the living room. “Why don’t you come sit over here,” she suggested. “You can join in the conversation.” I moved over to the table. Cinnamon and Candy both watched me with big smiles on their faces as I sat down. The smell had become much more familiar. “Your cooking Bahamian tonight aren’t you?” I asked. “I wondered if and when you would recognize the smell,” Cinnamon said. “Yes, we are making stewed fish.” I reflected back to the day we met at the hotel in the Bahamas, and how she had invited me out for supper. It turned out she planned we would have supper at her apartment. We had stewed fish and fresh-baked bread. While supper finished cooking we all sat at the table and talked. The conversation took an odd turn. Candy asked, “Have you dated anyone since you left the Bahamas?” It caught me off guard. I’m sure my surprise showed on my face. “I haven’t dated since I left the Bahamas,” I replied. Not a lie, but I chose not to mention the encounters I had after I left Nassau and went to Freeport. “Cinnamon told me you said you loved her when you said your goodbyes,” Candy said. “I know you have been corresponding with her by mail, with occasional phone conversations. What are your intentions?” I looked at Cinnamon she had no reaction. “You're asking questions like a father rather than a sister,” I said. “I’m not sure where things will end up with your sister, but I do love her. But it’s hard moving a long distance relationship forward.” “So you have ‘honorable' intentions!” Candy stated. “It you mean I have no intention to hurt her or that I am not just using her, that is true!” I said. “I’m glad to hear it,” Candy said and looked over at Cinnamon. They both smiled. I got the impression that Candy had just asked a number of questions that Cinnamon was afraid to ask. Cinnamon got up and started the rice. Cinnamon and Candy brought things over to the table including a bottle of wine. I thoroughly enjoyed the meal and the interaction between the two sisters. Primarily talking about pranks and tricks they had played on each other growing up. We all enjoyed several glasses of wine. Not enough to be drunk, but definitely enough to feel the effects of the alcohol. After supper I offered to wash the dishes, but Candy had a dishwasher and soon it was humming away, doing it’s task. Candy brought out a couple of games and we played for several hours with a pleasant conversation about our families. Then Candy told how I hugged and kissed her when she opened the door. “You kissed my sister?” said Cinnamon with a hint of anger in her voice. “I though it was you!” I explained. “You are identical twins after all.” “Well I guess I can overlook that,” Cinnamon said with a sly smile. “I’m just jealous she has gotten as many kisses as I have.” I immediately stood, walked over to her, pulled her out of her chair, and kissed her long and hard. “Is that better?” I asked. “It’s good enough for now,” Cinnamon replied with a wry smile and glanced over at her sister. “I have an idea. Andy you go into the bedroom. Don’t come out until we call you.” Candy instructed. I went into the bedroom. I looked around. Candy had a queen bed. Everything looked to be tidy and well organized. Soon they called me to come back out. When I walked around the corner I saw Cinnamon and Candy standing with their backs toward me. “Can you tell which one is which?” they asked in unison. It wasn't hard because their clothes were different. Beside I had already noted that Cinnamon's hair was longer and slightly lighter, and her skin was more deeply tanned. I immediately told them that Cinnamon was on the right. “How did you know so quickly?” Cinnamon said as they both turned around. “We used to fool people all the time.” “Were you wearing the same clothing?” I asked They looked at each other sheepishly. They obviously had not thought of that. Cinnamon said, “Stay here!” She grabbed Candy’s hand and took her into the bedroom. The door shut. And I could hear a muffled discussion. Only because of her acquired Bahamian accent I could tell she was trying to convince Candy of something. The discussion ended and all I heard was some moving around with a few giggles mixed in. Soon they called me to come in. I walked to the bedroom door and opened it. When I looked in they were standing at the foot of the bed with their backs toward me. Both were naked. I stared first with surprise and then with appreciation. Standing in front of me were two beautiful, well proportioned, and simply sexy young women. “Which of us is Cinnamon?” they asked in unison. I heard them, but didn’t respond. I was busy taking in their perfectly rounded rear ends, their smooth skin, and their gorgeous red hair. “Cinnamon is the one on the right again,” I replied. “How did you know?” Asked Cinnamon. I thought for a while about how I might get them to turn around and face me without giving everything away. “Cinnamon your hair is longer and slightly lighter than Candy’s,” I replied. “Step out and come back in when we call you,” Cinnamon commanded. I stepped out and closed the door. I heard some muffled whispers followed by some movement around inside the bedroom. After a few minutes I was asked to come back in. I opened the door and was met with my desired sight. Both ladies were still nude and were now facing me with paper bags on their heads and their hair pushed up inside so it was not visible. Cinnamon had switched to the left side this time. Of course I could tell them apart because of the difference in skin tone. “Which one of us is Cinnamon?” they asked. I took my time examining them. Their breasts were good-sized and perky. Their nipples were pink and erect. I also noticed their nicely, rounded hourglass shapes. Both had their pubic hair neatly trimmed. Their pussy lips were clearly visible. My penis had come alive and was noticeably pushing my pants outward. “What’s taking you so long?” Cinnamon asked. “Just enjoying the view!” I answered. “Cinnamon, I told you he would get distracted,” Candy said. “Ok, ok Cinnamon is on my left, your right,” I stated. “I can tell because she has a deeper tan.” “What?” Candy screamed. “You maneuvered me into getting naked and displaying myself to you.” She threw the paper bag aside and rushed at me in a rage. She tried to punch me. I blocked he fists with my arms. She then tried to kick me in the crotch. I dodged it and she grazed the outside of my leg. She then noticed the bulge in my pants. She stared for almost a minute. “Cinnamon, were you in on this?” Candy asked still staring at my crotch. “No he did this on his own,” Cinnamon assured her. “Andy, drop your pants!” Candy demanded. I looked over at Cinnamon. She shrugged. “You’ve seen me naked. I want to see you naked,” Candy explained. I hesitated, but then removed my shirt, followed by my pants and underwear. Candy stared. “Your staring!” I said. “I sorry!” Candy responded. “Don’t be sorry. It’s a compliment,” I said and we all laughed. “Cinnamon, I SEE why you love him. He has the whole PACKAGE,” Candy said. “Candy come on now. Let’s get dressed and go back to our game and wine,” Cinnamon said. A thought about making love to these two gorgeous ladies flashed through my mind. “Andy, get dressed,” Cinnamon said bringing me back to reality. We all finished getting dressed and returned to our game. Candy retrieved another bottle of wine. She filled our glasses. We continued our game. The two ladies had more of the wine than I did. Because of effects of the wine or maybe because of my wonderful game playing I was victorious. Cinnamon and Candy had been yawning for the past 30 to 40 minutes. “Time for bed,” Candy announced. “I’ll get the sheets and a pillow for the pull-out.” I went to the living room. I put the sofa cushions aside and set up the pull-out. Candy came out with the sheets, a blanket, pillow, and pillow case. Cinnamon helped me make the bed and get everything set. “Cinnamon, are you coming?” Candy asked from the bedroom. “Coming!” Cinnamon answered. “Goodnight, Andy,” she whispered, than gave me a hug and a huge kiss pressing her body into mine. “I’ve missed having you in my arms,” I whispered in her ear. “I don’t want to let you go.” I squeezed her hard pressing her closer. I began to get stirrings between my legs. “I have to go,” Cinnamon said. I kissed her again before releasing her. She walked to the bedroom and I heard the door close behind her. I turned off all the lights, except the one nearest the pullout and shut the blinds. I undressed except my underwear and climbed into the bed. I turned off the light, but couldn’t get to sleep. I heard the two of them talking quietly in the bedroom. I could not understand what they were saying. All I could think about was the bodies of those two lovely ladies in the next room. My penis began to firm up. I had hoped to find a time and place to make love to Cinnamon while she was here, but was now wondering if this would happen. I rolled on my side facing away from the hallway. After some time I must have drifted off to sleep. I must have been in a deep sleep. I suddenly became aware that someone had climbed into the bed with me and had spooned up to my back. They had reached over, moved their hand inside my underwear, and were slowly stroking my rod. I smelled the smell of Cinnamon’s perfume. “Cinnamon?” I questioned. “Uh huh,” she replied. “Do you want to do this here?” I asked. “Uh huh!” came the reply. I loved the feeling of her warm body and breasts pushing against my back. Her warm breath on my shoulders and neck made me tingle with anticipation. She let go of my rod and tugged on my shoulder. I rolled on to my back and slipped off my underwear. She moved her upper body on top of me and locked lips with me. She again grabbed my penis and resumed slowly stroking it. My fingers on my left hand felt the short trimmed pubic hair just above her pussy. I wrapped my right arm around her back and hugged her tight as the fingers on the other hand caressed her bush. I was slowly able to move down to her pussy. It was already hot and moist. She purred when I touched her pussy lips for the first time. Her tongue pushed against my lips and gained entry in my mouth. Our tongues battled for position. I was fully erect. She was breathing heavy. She squealed when my fingers found her clitoris and circled around and across her love button. She began writhing around and I lightly pinched her clitoris. I received another squeal, followed by an increase in pace on my penis. I pushed 2 fingers inside her while keeping my thumb caressing her clitoris. She moaned in delight. I pushed my fingers in and out as she continued groaning. I moved to get on top of her, but she pushed me back and she moved completely on top of me. She guided me to her love hole. She slowly pushed me inside her as I got my hands on her breasts. They were soft, yet firm but pliable. She gasped and pushed against my hands. I continued to move further inside her as she moved her pelvis up and down. I was getting close to my climax when I moved fully inside her. She paused. “Ready?” she asked. “Ready!” I answered. There seemed to be something slightly odd in the sound of her voice. I couldn’t tell if I was a sense of reluctance or if it was her level of arousal. She began trusting her hips up and down. Shortly I was thrusting in coordination with her movement. “Uh, uh, ah, oh,” came from her and repeated over and over. This was different than I had experienced from her in the Bahamas. However it quickly left my thoughts as I approached the point of no return. I could tell she was getting close to cumming and held off as best I could. I soon was rewarded as her body tensed and her vaginal muscles clamped around me. That pushed me over the edge and a exploded into her. This triggered her orgasm to be released. She shuddered and shivered. Her vaginal walls twitched around my rod as it emptied the last of it’s contents into her. She collapsed breathlessly on top of me, panting and groaning. “Please stop caressing my breasts. They’re too sensitive right now,” she requested. I hadn’t realized I was still massaging her breasts. My hands stop moving. Slowly our breathing returned to normal. She slid off to the side of me. “Wow!” she said. “That was bet… great!” I wondered what she had started to say, but had stopped. “That was terrific,” I said. “I sure have missed being with you. “Me too,” she said. “I have to go back to the bedroom.” “Ok,” I said with disappointment. She gave me another long kiss, then walked back toward the bedroom. I watched, enjoying what I could see of her naked body. She went into the bathroom. I heard the water running and the toilet flush a few minutes later. I heard the bedroom door open and then close. I turned back over and fell asleep with a smile on my face. I awoke to a sound from the direction of the bedroom. It sounded like someone had bumped into the door. It was darker in the apartment now. Either then moon had gone down or it was covered by clouds. I heard the door handle turn and a soft creak when the door opened. Then I heard soft footsteps in the hall. I assumed one of the ladies was going to the bathroom. However the footsteps continued until I saw a figure nearing the side of the bed. I closed my eyes pretending I was asleep. I felt the bed move as they got in. I felt a rush of cool air as they got under the sheets. I felt warm breath near my thigh then move to my groin. A hand encircled my penis, squeezing lightly then releasing. This was repeated until I began to get hard. I felt a knee and shin move next to my arm. “Cinnamon?” I asked. “Uh huh,” came the response. “Do you mind if I touch you?” I asked. “Uh uh,” she responded. I felt her soft, warm, moist lips kiss the head of my penis. I moved my arm between us up the side of her leg. Her skin was so smooth. I continued up to her was cheek and began to massage it gently. Her lips slipped over the head of my manhood. She licked around the head, then pursed her lips and sucked hard with her tongue pressing hard. I moved the first hand over to her other ass cheek and continued the massage and moved my other hand up to the first ass cheek. She lowered her mouth down my rod using her tongue on the underside of my rod. I was in ecstasy. I wanted to give her the same feelings. I pushed on her hip to get her to move over the top of me. It took a little prodding, before she complied. Her pussy was directly above my mouth. I was able to get her to lower herself until my tongue and mouth could access her slit. I ran my tongue along her slit. She moaned and lowered herself a little more. I licked from top to bottom. I could feel her pussy lip swelling and quickly becoming warmer. She had taken more of me into mouth. Her tongue and the inside of her cheek felt so wonderful on my pulsing penis. I rubbed a finger in circles around the top of her pussy. Slowly I worked it into her until I found her clitoris. It was hard and she jerked and squealed at my first contact. I circled it and ran my finger over the top of it. She trembled and moaned. She continued work on my penis and was now pumping up and down. I resisted cumming because I didn’t want this feeling to stop. I had now pushed my tongue between her lips and into her love hole. She writhed on top of my mouth, pushing her pelvis against my face. I moved my mouth and nibbled on her love button. She let out a loud yip. She removed her mouth from me and said, “I want you inside me.” She turned around and positioned my penis to enter her. I was soon inside her warm, wet, tight hole. She lay on top of me. Her breasts pressed into my chest. Our lips locked in a deep, passionate kiss. She worked on my stiff rod thrusting her hips in an ever accelerating pace. I began thrusting in coordination with her. We continued for some time before her body stiffened and her vaginal walls squeezed around me. I grunted as I exploded inside her jetting streams of cum into her. She spasmed and shuddered on top of me. I pumped the last of my seed into her as she continued to shake. Finally she collapsed, exhausted on top of me. She was panting, trying to catch her breath. I hugged her close and caressed her hair and back. She squirmed and shivered, but didn't object. My penis had become flaccid, but still remained inside her warm and soaking pussy. Her breathing had returned to normal. She laid still on top of me. I began to think she had gone to sleep. I was able to pull the sheet and blanket over the top of us without her moving. A few minutes later she began to move. “Mmmm! That was sure wonderful,” she said. “I sure have missed making love with you. I should go back to the bedroom.” She rolled off the top of me and got out of bed. “Do you have to go?” I asked. “It would awkward if we were found out here in the morning,” she responded. “I’ll see you in the morning.” She gave me a kiss and then I watched her walk out of the room. She went into the bathroom and I heard the water run. I then heard the bedroom door open then close. I thought I heard some giggling from the closed door. Soon there was silence. I rolled over facing away from the hallway to the bedroom and again fell asleep with a smile on my face. I slept soundly until the sun began to shine in the window. I lay there for a few minutes before getting out of bed and getting dressed. I explored the kitchen to see what kind of food was around for breakfast. I decided I was going to make breakfast after taking a shower. I listened at the bedroom door, but heard nothing. I went into the bathroom, took off my clothes, folded them and put them in a corner. I stepped into the bathtub and adjusted water to the desired temperature. I got wet, enjoying the feeling of the hot water. I lathered my hair using the shampoo available. It was a little too flowery for my taste. I thought I heard a sound and felt a rush of cool air. Then I heard 2 giggles. “Andy, we have a question,” came Cinnamon’s voice. “What’s your question?” I asked. “Could you tell who was who last night?” Cinnamon asked. “Yes, I was right every time!” I answered. “No! We mean during the night! Who was first and who was second?” Candy asked. I was surprised for a second. I had assumed It had been Cinnamon both times. But some things started make sense. During the first love making session the person avoided talking too much. The sounds during our love making were different than I had remembered from Cinnamon in the Bahamas. I also had the feeling she was going to say, “that was better than I thought it would be”, but had changed mid-sentence. The second love-making session seemed more “familiar” and honestly more energetic. Also when the second person was coming out they seemed to bump into things as if not familiar with the apartment. “What’s taking you so long? We have a surprise if you are correct,” said Candy. “Candy! Oh, ok. Yes, we have a surprise,” said Cinnamon. “But only if you are right!” I had some dirty, but excitef thoughts about the surprise. “Ok. Candy was the first one, Cinnamon was the second one,” I said. There was a pause. “How did you know?” Candy asked. “Did Cinnamon tell you?” “Candy! I didn’t say anything!” Cinnamon protested. I assured Candy that Cinnamon had not told me anything about the trickery. I then explained my reasoning to them. “What’s my surprise?” I asked. The shower curtain opened. Both women were standing there naked. I gasped, then smiled. I took Cinnamon's hand and helped her in. Then took Candy’s hand and helped her in. The curtain was pulled closed. Cinnamon was standing nearest the showerhead and most of the water was hitting her. I was enjoying the sight of both their naked bodies. Especially the water streaming down and glistening on Cinnamon’s skin. “Since it was Candy’s turn first last night, It is my turn first this morning,” Cinnamon stated. She handed me a bottle of shampoo, then put her head under the stream of water wetting her hair. I squeezed out some shampoo and began shampooing her luxurious hair. Her hair was strong, but soft reaching down to her lower back. I massaged her scalp and worked my way down to her shoulders. Her hair and shoulders melted into my fingers. “Ahhs” and “mmms” came from her lips. I moved down her back and kept moving down to her butt. I massaged her butt cheeks as she rinsed the shampoo from her hair. She pushed back into my now growing manhood. After she was done she turned around. “Glad I can still excite you,” she said and giggled wrapping her fingers around my rod. “Cinnamon, can he wash my hair before he continues with you?” Candy asked. “I want to get some of that hot water on me.” “Ok,” replied Cinnamon with a hint of reluctance in her voice. We moved around in the close quarters of the bathtub first Candy squeezed past me and then Cinnamon. As she moved past me She rubbed against me. The head of my penis brushed against her bush and legs. It jumped. Candy smiled. Then Cinnamon moved past me. Again my penis brushed against her bush and legs. My penis was stiffer now and again jumped. “Here’s the shampoo,” said Candy as she handed a bottle to me. I took the bottle from her. She turned her back to me and got her hair wet. She bent over and pressed her butt cheeks into my groin. My hard-on pushed into her butt crack. She moved her ass up and down sending waves of pleasure through my body. “Stand up Candy. Let him wash your hair,” Cinnamon said with a touch of either irritation or maybe jealousy in her voice. Candy stood up slowly. I squeezed some shampoo into my hand and started from the top massaging her scalp and worked my way down to her shoulders. I spent some time massaging her shoulders. I felt her shoulders and muscles relax. I worked down her back and goosebumps appeared on her arms. Cinnamon was watching closely, so I didn’t caress her butt cheeks. Since Candy’s hair was shorter, it would have been obvious I wasn’t simply washing her hair. I finished washing her hair and she started to rinse out the shampoo. She again bent over pushing her rear end into my groin. She began to rub up and down with my rod pressing into her crack. Cinnamon pushed against me from behind. I felt her hard nipples and breasts pushing into my back. Her hand reached between my thighs and cupped my balls. She rolled them around in her hand, then gently squeezed and released them several times. Candy stood up. “Time to bathe me!” Cinnamon said. Again the ladies switched places, rubbing against me as they moved past. Cinnamon stood under the spray of the shower. She handed me the shower soap. She turned her back to me. I soaped her back from her shoulders down to her butt cheeks, taking extra time on those. Candy pushed her body against my back. Her breasts were firmly pressed against me. Both her hands came around grasping my penis and balls. I had reached between Cinnamon’s legs finding her pussy and running my fingers from bottom to top. I found her clitoris. She took in a deep breath and slowly let in out upon my first contact. I continued to circle around her love button. Cinnamon’s breath continued slow and deep. She shuddered then turned around . I soaped her front spending a long time on her breasts. I pinched her nipples lightly and she squealed in delight. She moved her sisters hand away from my penis and guided it into her love hole. Candy used her hands to caress my back sending shivers up my spine. I slowly pushed my rod inside Cinnamon. I again enjoyed her warm, wet, tight pussy. Cinnamon smiled and purred. After I was completely inside her, we began moving in coordination. Slowly I moved in and out of her. Our speed increased until we were banging together, both in breathless excitement and anticipation. I felt the pressure building inside me. Cinnamon groaned, her body stiffened, and her vagina clamped around me. After one last thrust I exploded inside her. I expelled several streams of semen deep into her. I held her up as she shuddered and trembled, her legs nearly giving way. I pulled her against my feeling like the cream filling in an Oreo, with Candy on my back and Cinnamon on my front. When Cinnamon regained her breath and footing she rinsed the soap off. For the third time the ladies switched places. Candy handed me the shower soap. I washed her back, kneading her buns when I reached them. Cinnamon grabbed the bottle of shower soap and lathered my back. I reached between Candy’s legs and ran my fingers up and down her pussy lips. She let out a low moan. Cinnamon began washing my genitals. Bringing my erection back quickly. I pushed my fingertips between Candy’s pussy lips. My fingers were rapidly coated with her warm juices. I rolled her clitoris softly between my thumb and finger. She squealed and moaned approvingly. My penis began tapping on Candy’s rear end as Cinnamon continued “washing” it. I pushed a finger inside Candy’s love hole. Candy shivered and then shuddered. She pushed firmly against my fingers. Her breathing became shorter and deeper. Cinnamon released my genitals. My rod came to rest along the crack in her rear end. Candy turned around and faced me. She put one hand behind my head and pulled me into a deep kiss. Her other hand wrapped around my penis. She rubbed the head along the outside of her pussy. I moaned in pleasure. I pushed inside her pussy lips and slid right up to the top. The head of my penis was in contact with her clitoris. I moved up and down with very short strokes. Candy moaned with, “Yes, yes,” exiting her lips. Cinnamon had been kissing my back during this time. She was sending shivers through my body. Candy shifted to get me into her love hole and then pushed me inside. I found the bottle of shower soap and squirted some into my hand, before accidentally dropping the bottle to the floor of the tub. I reached between our bodies and found her breasts. Her breasts were large, and firm, yet pliable. I ran my hand over and under her breasts cupping them with my hands, just feeling the weight of her bosoms. I was just so amazed how much she and Cinnamon were alike. I slid two fingers up both sides of both of Candy’s nipples. I squeezed them slightly causing Candy to squeal and moan. She pushed her pelvis forward and I moved deeper into her. I pushed back until I was fully inside her. She let out a long breath with an “ooooo”. I continued working on her breasts and nipples. I began to move slowly inside her with long strokes. I began to stroke faster. I moved one hand between our bodies and found her clitoris. Candy gasped as I rubbed and traced my fingers over her love button. She moved in synchronization with my movements. Like the night before she began repeating, “Uh uh ah oh”. One sound with each stroke. I was quickly reaching my climax. Suddenly she pulled me hard against her and her vaginal muscles gripped my penis like a vice. Her muscles quivered and her body trembled, then she screamed as her orgasm consumed her. I blasted my load into her with several ejaculations. I held her up as her knees buckled. “Candy, are you ok?” Cinnamon asked. “Y…Yes,” Candy responded. “That was the most intense orgasm I have ever had. It even surpassed the one last night.” Once Candy regained her stability, we finished washing each other. After some maneuvering we were able to get rinsed off. I enjoyed toweling off my two lovely companions and also being toweled off by them. “Does anyone want breakfast?” I asked. “I’m going to play chef.” “I am starving,” said Cinnamon. “So am I,” said Candy. “Do you want bacon, eggs, or pancakes?” I questioned. “Yes,” they answered simultaneously. I grabbed my clothes. The ladies went into the bedroom. I put my clothes on the pullout bed, then put on a clean pair of underwear. I went to the kitchen and started collecting the things I would need. I found the pans and griddle and was pulling food from the refrigerator when someone yanked my underwear to my ankles. “No fair wearing clothes if we are not wearing any,” said Cinnamon. “That’s right!” agreed Candy. They both sat down at the table naked, while I finished making breakfast. Believe me I glanced over several times to take in the sight of those two naked beauties while I finished preparing breakfast. While we ate I continued to take in the sights at the breakfast table. Later in the day when I left Candy invited me back for another “sleepover”, before Cinnamon had to leave.

My parents and I lived in a college town in the 1980s. Dad worked in a local manufacturing plant, and mom stayed home. When I was 15 years old a new family moved into the neighborhood right after Christmas. The family consisted of a man, woman and small boy not quite two years old. The man, Greg, worked at the local university and was also an organizer for a large union in town. He appeared to be about 40 years old, and was 6 feet tall and 170 pounds. Overall, he was an average looking guy, but was not too friendly or talkative. His wife, Claire, was just the opposite. She was a good-looking woman about 5 feet 5 inches tall and weighed 120 pounds. She had light brown hair, and blue eyes and a cute button nose. She had a very good figure, and needless to say, as a testosterone driven teenager, I was smitten instantly with this 25 year-old beauty.. Claire and mom became good friends. Claire would visit mom almost every morning, and they would have coffee and talk. The little boy, Greg Jr., would play or sleep in a crib in the living room. Claire soon became pregnant. When my summer vacation from school, came, Claire was getting pretty big. I would be in the living room with baby Greg, watching TV, and hear the two women talking. Sometimes they would talk about sex. Claire would complain that Greg did not like to have sex while Claire was pregnant. One day I heard Claire say "she was so horney she could have sex with a cucumber." Mom laughed and told her that probably would not be a good idea. Needless to say, they did not know I was listening. After listening to them talk I would go to my room and jack-off, fantasizing that I was fucking Claire. About half way through summer, Claire's legs and back began to hurt. Every day she complained a little. Mom told her it was the extra weight of the baby. Claire came to the house one day and she was livid at Greg. She told Mom that Angela, her sister, had told her about having oral sex with her boyfriend and that she should ask Greg to at least do that. He refused, saying it "was a filthy idea, and he was shocked that she would even consider it." After a while Claire calmed down and early in the afternoon she told Mom she had to go home and rest her legs as they were hurting. Mom said, "why not let Bill rub your legs. I'm sure he would not mind, and he is just watching tv. In fact, you can sit on the sofa and he can rub your legs and still watch tv." Claire protested that she could not ask me to do that. Mom came in the living room and asked if I would object to rubbing Claire's legs? I told her it would not be a problem. Reluctantly Claire came into the living room, sat on the sofa, then swung her legs up on the sofa and on my lap. As I looked at her legs I was pleased to see that I could see her panties. As I gently massaged her legs Claire closed her eyes and told me how good it felt. As she dozed off her legs spread even more and I could even see some pussy hair coming out of the edge of her panties. I was nervous, but I massaged her inner thigh to within four inches of her cunt. After a while, Claire awoke and thanked me, saying it really helped. I told her I would be happy to massage her legs anytime. Over the next week I rubbed Claire's legs every day, and every day I got a great hard-on looking at her panties as she was now spreading her legs very wide. She continued to berate Greg to Mom, and indicated that she really was lonely and unhappy. Claire came to the house Monday morning in tears. Greg had a union organizing trip out of town and he did not want her to accompany him. "I am so afraid being alone and pregnant" she told Mom. Mom told her she could stay with us, but Claire declined. Then Mom said, "why not let Bill spend the night? You have an extra bedroom." She hesitated, then asked Mom to ask me if I would mind. She told Mom she would pay me. Claire then called Greg to ask him, and he thought it was a good idea. I agreed, and when Claire went home that afternoon, I walked with her to her house. Her house was designed much like ours, three bedrooms at one end of the house, kitchen, dining, and living room at the other end. Claire told me I could sleep in the room adjacent to hers, and showed me Greg Jrs room, which also shared a wall with her room. That evening we talked a while, then watched tv while I massaged her legs. She said "Greg rarely rubs my legs. In fact, he rarely touches me since I got pregnant." I told her that I could not see why he was like that and that I thought she was the most beautiful girl in town. She laughed, and called me a charmer. I told her "no, I really mean that. In fact, I get mad at Greg for being mean to you. I do not understand him at all." She smiled and told me I was a good boy. At 11 o'clock we went to bed. Sometime soon after midnight I heard Claire crying. I jumped up and went to her door. "Claire, are you o.k.?" She said, "Bill, my legs are hurting again and I cannot sleep." "Do you want me to rub them, or get you something" I asked. She said, "its late, and I can't bother you. Go back to sleep." " "Its o.k., I will rub your legs." As I sat on the side of the bed, Claire said, "You are going to make some woman a fine husband, Bill. You are so sweet and kind." I noticed that Claire was not wearing pajamas, just a loose top and panties. My cock hardened as I touched her lower legs. When I rubbed her legs a few minutes Claire jumped, and said "the baby moved." I asked if I could I see if I could feel it. She told me to go ahead. I put my hand on her stomach and felt the baby kick. As I removed my hand from her stomach and began to rub her legs again, I bent over and kissed Claire's belly. "Ohhh, that feels good." I kissed all over her belly, than down to her navel. I could tell she was breathing faster. Remembering how she had told Mom that Greg would not do oral sex, I moved my lips to the top of her panties, and Claire said nothing. Then I moved my head lower and began to kiss on her pussy as I had seen done in a porn movie one of my buddies owned. Now Claire was moving her legs apart more, which I took that she approved of what I was doing. That encouraged me to go to the next step–I pulled the side of her panties aside and licked the side of her pussy. "Take them down," Claire said in a husky voice, "and hurry." I pulled her panties down, and began to move my tongue over her pussy lips. When I touched her clit, I thought Claire was going to jump out of bed. "Oh God, that feels so good. me." In a trembling voice, she told me to lie beside her. I put my legs on the bed, and continued to suck and lick Claires' cunt. My hardened cock was just inches from her face when I felt her hands tugging at my briefs. She got them off, and surrounded my cock with her lips. She licked the pre-cum on the tip, then began to go deeper on my shaft, until finally she had the whole six inches in her mouth. Never had I felt anything so great. At the same time, I was furiously licking and sucking her clit. I put one my fingers to her asshole and began to push it in. Then I shot my wad into Claire's throat. She swallowed. I continued to push my finger into her ass, and now Claire was moving with rapid thrusts. "Bill, I'm cumming, I'm cumming, oh oh oh oh," and she was shooting pussy juice out of her cunt hole. I was afraid she would wake Greg Jr with her moans of pleasure. Then I could feel my cock getting hard again, and Claire was once again kissing it. Then she told me she wanted to fuck my brains out and told me to lie on my back. She crawled on top and began to kiss me, mixing my cum with her juices that were still in my mouth. She positioned herself over my cock, then lowered herself onto me. The feeling of my cock entering her pussy hole was even better than the blow job. We began to move in unison, the bed creaking with our movements. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room. Fuck, my dreams are being answered. I am fucking Claire. My cock was getting a workout. Then I put my hand on her pussy and lubricated my finger, then put my hand on her ass. As I rammed my finger deep into Claire's ass, she began to moan again that she was cumming. So was I. I shot my seed deep into her belly and she showered my cockt with her pussy juice. Spent, we lay side by side, kissing and talking. She told me she was sorry to have taken advantage of me, that I was too young. I told her to recall that she was at my 16th birthday party just last week and that she was only nine years older than I. She talked about how Greg would only fuck her a few times a month and how he was so caught up in his teaching at the university and his union organizing. I told her I could fuck her any time she wanted to. She said, "no, after this, we cannot do this again. I am married, and your mother is my best friend. I'm afraid she would hurt me if she knew I had seduced her boy." I protested that it was o.k. and that Mom and Greg never needed to know. Claire agreed that whlle Greg was gone this week, we would continue our "fun", as she called it, but then it was over. Then Claire aded, "Bill that was so wrong of me. You are so young. Also, I have never done that before, nor had anyone do me the way you did me. It felt so good, and so right, but I know it is wrong." As we lay there in her husband's bed, totally naked, we began to french kiss, and once again I was hard. "Bill, you are amazing–ready again are you? But we really should not." I turned on my back and pulled her on top of me. Shortly she had positioned her cunt over my cock, then she lowered herself onto me. Claire was now moaning again, and moving up and down on my shaft. I kissed tits, and then we frenched again, and finally after a few sweat-filled minutes Claire began to really moan "Bill, oh damn,I am cumming" Her orgasm excited me and I began to cum into her belly. We got out of bed and showered together. I rubbed her down good, and she did the same for me. Then she pushed her butt against my hard again cock. We stepped out of the shower, and I came up behind her and guided my cock to her ass. Claire told me she had never been fucked in the ass, but would love to try it. My precum had lubricated her anal area some, but she reached into the vanity and got a jar of Vaseline. She took a generous amount and rubbed it on her ass. She then bent over as far as she could go, and I guided my cock into her asshole. Lord, it was so tight, and she was squirming from the pain, but finally I was in two inches, then pushed some more, and then Claire shoved hard against my cock and it was buried in her ass to my balls. Then I began to pound her, and once again the sound of flesh slapping on flesh filled the room. I began to shoot cum into her bowels. Once again we go into the shower. As we got out, Greg junior began to whimper, and Claire said it is time to feed him. She went to his room, naked, took him out of his crib, and began to breast feed him. The baby sucked on one tit, and I sucked on the other. I could feel my cock harden, and Claire saw it too. "Sit on the chair and I will straddle you," she told me. I sat on the chair as she told me, and then she came over and her pussy went straight onto my cock. I thrust up into her, and fucked her as she let Greg jr eat her tit. Damn, this is great, I thought. This time I lasted a long time, as the previous four fucks had just about drained me. But Claire was o.k., she had one orgasm, than a few minutes later another. As I emptied my sperm into her, we both fell asleep. The next morning we awakened, still holding tight to each other. Claire told me she was so sore, and my cock, although hard again, was tender to the touch. We got up, dressed, and I went home. Mom asked if everything went o.k. I told her yes and she told me I looked tired. I don't know if she suspected that Claire and I had been fucking all night. Later that morning Claire and Greg, jr came over.

I know it's been a long time since my last story, and I apoligize, but here's something I know you'll enjoy! Part 1: That fluffy tail in my face was familiar, sweeping against my nose over and over again, smelling like dust. As a cat owner, I was used to waking up in this way, my furry roommate, Momo, sprawled out on my chest, waiting for me to feed her. But only the tail was familiar, the actual weight seemed way off. Whatever was on top of me was making it next to impossible to breathe. I raised my head as much as I could, and looking down my chest, my eyes fell on a very unfamiliar sight. Instead of a fuzzy cat butt, I was looking at a large pair of womanly cheeks, peach-like, gleaming in the light of the sun. Between them, a lily-white starfish. Beneath that, the bottom of a pair of labia just barely in view, rubbing against the blanket, lips plump and smooth. Two long legs were spread, the knees on my shoulders. Just over the horizon of the cheeks, the base of the black tail, still sweeping back and forth like a pendulum. I laid my head back, my mind somehow a raging storm of confusion and questions, yet simultaneously blank. My first thought was the obvious: this had to be a dream. I closed my eyes and scanned my brain for the usual signs of sleeping, such as the absence of memory within a dream, but my mind seemed to be functioning normally. I even remembered going to bed the previous night. But maybe there really was a girl in my bed and I was just imagining the tail, or perhaps dreaming it. Nope, I was now fully awake. So, there is a naked girl in my bed and she has a tail. Actually, forget the tail for now. Who's this girl? Did she break into my house? Is she a stalker? I'd like to think I'd know if I had a stalker, maybe get some crazy love letters or see someone rooting through my garbage. I'm a nice guy, I deserve a stalker. Maybe she's it and she decided to take the plunge. She broke into my house, drugged me, and the tail I'm seeing is just a hallucination. It was time to face this intruder. Taking a deep breath, I pushed the girl to the side and rolled out of bed. "Who the hell are you?!" I yelled, getting to my feet. Now with some distance, I was able to see this girl completely. She appeared 18 and was quite lovely, tall and slender, raven-haired with good-sized breasts and beautiful face. Aside from her long black locks, the only hair on her body was on her tail, still swishing, and… her ears. On top of her head were two cat ears, each as large as the palms of her hands. For a moment, I thought they were fake, but they looked as real as the rest of her and even twitched. She didn't really seem startled by me pushing her off or yelling. She simply rolled onto her back and stretched. "Master, Momo wants food," she whined. "Huh?" Her blunt words were like a slap in the face. "Momo wants breakfast. Feed Momo." "Who are you?" I asked again as she continued to stretch. Finally, she looked up at me and smiled, flashing a pair of gleaming feline eyes. "Momo is Momo." I slowly reached out to touch her head, feel her ears. She met me halfway, pressing her forehead against my hand and rubbing against it like a table corner. I felt the triangular ears poking out from her long hair, finding no seam or line to suggest they had been glued on or were fake in any way. The touching of her ears made her purr, a genuine cat purr, and it increased in volume as I moved down and felt the sides of her head. She lacked human ears, the sides of her head completely flat, save for a slight crease running up to join the edges of the cat ears. With my other hand, I felt her tail, as soft and bushy as the night before, but now bigger. I followed it to its base, just above her rear, and again found that it was perfectly merged with her body, protruding from right where the tailbone would be. The more I touched her, the more she purred, and seeing the pleasure on this naked woman's face as I caressed her was turning me on. I was already sporting a tent in my boxers, but this stranger didn't seem to care, or even realize what it was. "This is impossible," I gasped, "you're really Momo." "Momo is Momo, Master." "How is this happening?" "Don't know, don't care. Too hungry. Time for breakfast!" I walked over to the window, looking up at the sky. No balls of fire were falling from the clouds, no black hole sending the raptured souls to Heaven, no signs that the world was coming to an end or experiencing some kind of shift in reality. Was this like that show 'Wilfred'? Would she just appear as a normal cat to anyone else? "Master! Master!" I followed "Momo's" impatient voice through the house and to the kitchen. My house was small, barely larger than a studio apartment, and just a rental, but it had a nice spot in the Maine suburbs and gave me a yard and peace and quiet. Apparently, some people had died in it, so that and the size made it affordable for someone just a few years out of college, but I doubted a few ghosts were capable of turning my cat into a woman. Momo was standing by the cabinet where I kept her food, stark naked. Her tail curled and writhed as she waited for me to feed her. I retrieved a can of food but stopped, unsure if I was doing the right thing. Was Momo a cat or a person? She looked human, but she still had her ears and tail. Should I still give her cat food? I would just have to wait and see how she felt. I looked over and saw her by her food bowl, crouching and staring at me. I was also unsure of having her food on the floor, but she seemed unconcerned. I opened up the can of mush and poured it out, with Momo immediately diving for the bowl and slurping it up. I couldn't even see the bowl, her hair hung around it like a curtain. As she ate, my eyes moved back and forth across her naked body. Any man in my position would say he would immediately start having sex with this strange cat-girl hybrid. They'd change their tune if this situation actually happened to them. Her body was beautiful, but I was too stuffed with curiosity and anxiety to have any thoughts of sex. My pud was standing at attention, but my brain was elsewhere. "Master, Momo is still hungry," she said, having finished her food. How like a cat to speak in the first person. "Well, you're bigger now, so one can probably isn't enough to fill you up." I retrieved another can of food and crouched down beside her. "Here, see if you can open this up." I gave her the can, and following her first instinct, she began biting it like a chew toy, trying to break it open. I was about to stop her when I saw ingenuity spark in her eyes. Whether it was the memory of watching me do it or her new humanoid brain, she found the ring on the top of the can and pulled it up, managing to get it open. She didn't even bother emptying it into her bowl, she simply ate the fishy pulp out of the can. It wasn't until she had downed a third can that she was finally full. With a pot of coffee brewing, I sat down in the living room, having yet to even start my day but already exhausted beyond measure. Momo wordlessly climbed onto the couch and into my lap like she always would, rolling around to find the perfect spot. She was relaxing but I was tenser than ever. Jesus Christ, what was I supposed to do? I got this weird creature in my house and no clue how to deal with it. Is Momo an actual person now? Is she going to stay like this forever? Is she going to transform into something else altogether? How the hell am I supposed to take care of her? My coffee was soon ready and I was able to finally relax with some breakfast. Whether cat or human, Momo had her nose close to my cereal bowl as she always would, and I had to push her back. Once I had eaten, my mind started to clear. Momo settled back down, resting her head on my lap. If only she knew that there was nothing but the fabric of my boxers separating my erect manhood from her cheek. Sighing, I began to rub the top of her head, listening to her purr. "Momo, what is the last thing you remember before waking up?" "Climbing into Master's bed and falling asleep." "And were you a cat when you did that?" "Isn't Momo a cat now?" "Do you feel like a cat?" "Not sure, feel different." "Well when you came into my bed, were you smaller? Or were you the size you are now?" "Smaller." "And you fell asleep?" "Yes." "And when you woke up, you were big." "Yuh-huh." "Did you feel anything when you were asleep?" "Nope." "How do you feel now?" "Tired. Oh, right there, that's the spot." My fingers had moved to the base of her ears, and she raised her head to get me to rub harder. Well, not a lot of information there. I had no idea how this had happened or how to proceed. Should I tell someone about this? Who could possibly be trusted with this kind of information? I didn't want me and Momo to end up in the tabloids or some government lab. Should I just keep her hidden and hope things will sort themselves out? At least I had today to figure this- RING! RING! Oh fuck no. Please, no. My phone, my fucking phone, why did it have to ring today of all days? There's only one person who could call me this early in the morning. Muttering curses, I answered. "I need you to come in today," my boss said. "There was a computing error last night and now everything is screwed up." "This is the THIRD time in the past month that you've called me in on my day off!" "Yeah, well, that's how the world works." "You know, they passed a law in France that makes it illegal for companies to harass their employees like this." "Well here in America, the law says that if you don't get to your cubicle in the next thirty minutes, I can fire your ass. Don't make me call again." My boss hung up before I could and I screamed the loudest "fuck" I could. The sudden noise made Momo flinch and she looked up at me from the couch. "Master?" "I… I need to go the office. Be good while I'm gone, don't make a mess, and stay away from the windows. Don't let anyone see you like this." She leaned over and wrapped her arms around my waist. "Nooooo, stay home and pet Momo. Momo wants to cuddle with Master." My heart skipped a beat. Jesus, that's some powerful stuff. I didn't know whether to pet her or throw her down and make love to her. I took a deep breath and made the correct choice. I rested my hand on the top of her head and rubbed her ears. "Sorry, but I got to go. If I don't work, I can't get food for you. Just be good and I'll come back and play with you." "Ok, Momo will be good." With the clock ticking, I cleaned myself up, got dressed, and was ready to go back to the fucking office. Standing by the door, I took one last look at Momo. I had left her plenty of water and she knew how to get food from the pantry so she would hopefully be ok. She was sprawled out on the couch like she would always be, not a care in the world. The difference now was that she had a cute ass that I couldn't help but stare at. ---------------------------------------- While I had originally cursed it, being back at work was helping me clear my head and served as a good distraction. I still had no idea what to do about Momo other than keep her inside as much as possible. If I bought her some clothes and a hat, maybe she could go outside. I still couldn't believe what was going on, that in the course of one night, my cat had spontaneously transformed into a human. Well, mostly human. How was this possible? I tried googling phenomena such as this, but all I found was hentai. Speaking of which, I was faced with the unavoidable ethical dilemma: is it wrong to fuck my cat? Technically she was a person now, and she has the body of a grown woman, but could it still be counted as bestiality if she still has the ears and tail? Plus, there was her mental age. She had the body of a woman, but her brain was incredibly childish. Sure, she was smart enough to talk and open cans of food, but you could probably teach a parrot to do the same thing. Would sex mean taking advantage of her? This was a question that would take time to answer. On my way home, I stopped off at the local Goodwill and picked up some shirts and sweatpants for her. I didn't yet have the courage to get underwear. As I drove home, dread started to build. What if what I thought was Momo was actually some eccentric con artist that was really good with makeup? What if the mailman came by and saw Momo? What if she ended up chasing a fly and my house was a total wreck?! I finally pulled into the driveway, finding no signs that cops or government scientists in HAZMAT suits had stopped by. Taking a deep breath, I unlocked the door and stepped inside. From what I could tell, the house seemed fine. There was no damage that I could see, nothing appeared broken. "Momo?" "Master…" she groaned. I found her in the kitchen, lying on the floor. "Master, Momo doesn't feel so good…" "Momo!" I rushed to her side, my mind immediately jumping to the worst-case scenario. Was she sick? Was this some weird side effect of her transformation? Who should I call, a doctor or a vet? It would have to be someone who could keep a secret… It was then that I looked up to the counter and saw over half a dozen empty cans of cat food. My fear was replaced with annoyance. "Well of course you're sick! You ate too much of that crap!" In response, she raised her head and threw up on the floor. Ugh, this fucking cat, I swear to Christ. With one arm under her knees and the other against her back, I hoisted up the naked and groggy… whatever she was. I had always wanted to carry a girl in the princess hold, but not like this. Not like this. I brought her to the den and laid her out on the couch. "From now on, you eat what I eat, understand? No more cat food, or at least just a little of it." "Masterrrrrrr, Momo doesn't feel good!" she whined. ---------------------------------------- With Momo suffering from a stomachache, I picked a very simple meal for her, just a rotisserie chicken and plain rice. I set out two plates on my tiny bachelor dinner table with my humanoid cat watching me from the couch with wide eyes. "Ok, from now on, I want you to eat like a person. And first things first, you have to wear clothes at the table." "Momo doesn't like the sound of that," she pouted. "They'll help you stay warm. It's not like you have your fur anymore." "But it's hot! Why does Momo have to wear clothes?" 'Because having a naked girl walking around my house is a lot more stressful than one might think.' "Because you're a person now and you need to act like one." I pulled out one of the shirts that I had bought and brought it over to Momo. I managed to get it on her, but her expression told me that she was not enjoying it. I, on the other hand, was able to release my held breath once her tits were covered. Then came the sweatpants, which were much easier to put on her, though touching her bare legs sent a very powerful rush of blood to a particular area. "Ok, how does that feel?" Momo stood up and spun around as if chasing her tail. She blushed in frustration. "No! Momo hates this!" 'You know, you were a lot easier to deal with when you were just a silent fur ball.' I wanted to say it, but I bit my tongue. "Well I bought them for you so learn to deal with it." Instead of fighting back, Momo blushed and covered her mouth as if embarrassed. "Master got them… for Momo?" Ok, that was pretty damn cute. Was this how she had always felt? When I bought her toys before, would she get all flustered like this? "Look, it's just during meals, then you can pull them off. Plus, I'll put a hole in the back of the pants for your tail to stick though. You're probably not comfortable with the waistband right under the base like that." She gave a bright smile. "'Kay!" ---------------------------------------- I don't know why I bothered putting out a knife and fork for her, she didn't even acknowledge them. She had enough sense to imitate me and sit down before eating, but as soon as her butt touched the seat, she bowed her head and ate straight off her plate like an animal. "You know, I'll let it slip tonight, but tomorrow, I'm going to teach you how to use a knife and fork." "That's dumb. This is easier." "It will make you look prettier." "Momo's already perfect." Yep, she's still a cat. The moment her plate was clean, she sprung from her seat with a smile. "Yay! No clothes!" She stripped down and my cock hardened at the sight of her bouncing breasts springing free of her shirt. Then she frolicked around the house leaving me to finish my dinner. By the time I was done, she was standing by the veranda door, looking anxiously outside and bouncing on her toes. "Master, Momo wants to go out! Momo wants to go out!" "It's too bright, someone will see you." "But the yard is right there!" "Listen, once it's dark out, I'll take you somewhere special." "Ok…" she huffed. I took my seat on the couch and turned on the TV. As she always would, Momo crawled into my lap and settled herself down. Once again, the presence of a naked girl was more stressful than relaxing. ---------------------------------------- At around 9:30, I deemed it late enough to risk letting Momo out. However, with neighbors nearby and the yard in full view, I couldn't let her wander around by the house. I would have to take her farther away. "Ok, get your clothes on, we're going for a ride." While a little while ago, she had seemed so eager to go outside, my words now terrified her. "A ride? You're not taking Momo to the vet, are you?!" Her fear gave me a laugh, one that I sorely needed after this stressful day. "No, I'm not taking you to the vet. I'm taking you somewhere where you can wander around with lots of room. Put your clothes on, and when we get there, you can take them off." With visions of shots and rectal thermometers making her growl, she put on her clothes. I checked outside to make sure the coast was clear and then brought her out to my car. I wanted to put the seatbelt on her, but with how tense she was, that restraint might tip her over the edge. We drove for a couple minutes with Momo continuing to growl, as this was the same route to the vet. Finally, I pulled in to the lot of the nearby park, a wide-open field surrounded by forest. There was no one else there; we had total freedom. It was summer, a beautiful night, more than warm enough for a certain cat girl to walk around naked. I opened her door and she sprung out of the car, wary of any sign of an imminent checkup. "It's fine, it's the park. You can take off your clothes if you like." She finally relaxed and undressed. I think by now, I was starting to get used to seeing her naked, though her ass still looked fantastic, toned to match her womanly body, yet plump enough to invite you in. It was a beautiful night, warm with a slight breeze, smelling of grass and pine needles. The birds and bugs were chirping and chiming, and I was left wondering why I hadn't come here in so long. First thing's first, it was mosquito season, so I had to cover us both in bug spray. Momo hissed from the vile smell, but it was for her own good. I had a flashlight with me, and carrying her clothes under my arm, I started down the path. Momo followed me, having no trouble being barefoot, and soon she began to branch out, exploring the area around us. I kept my light on her as much as I could, not wanting to risk losing her in the dark. She crept along through the grass and underbrush like a predator, sniffing out anything that caught her fancy. She often moved on all fours, seeming unaffected by her new body. Her tail acted depending on her mood, standing up straight and curling when she was curious or hanging down low when she followed the scent of an animal. It seemed she had natural night vision, and often, she would look back at me and her feline eyes would catch the light. Walking through the woods at night and seeing a naked humanoid figure with a pale body, flickering tail, large ears, and eyes glowing like two cigarettes is frankly a lot more terrifying than cute. To be honest, after the day I had had, the strangest thing about this was that I was walking my cat. If my dog had suddenly turned into a naked girl, bringing her here wouldn't seem so weird. Soon enough, Momo and I circled back to the car and she put her clothes back on, blissfully fatigued. We returned home, but as soon as she stripped, I was able to see the effect of the walk. "Jesus, you're filthy. I thought cats were supposed to be clean animals. It looks like you rolled around on the ground." "Momo found some nice patches of warm soil. Momo will clean herself off." Just as she was a regular cat, she started licking herself, trying to wash away the dirt and grime. This wasn't going to cut it; I was going to have to really bathe her. The question was if I would be able to control myself. "Come on, let's get you into the shower." Her ears perked up in confusion. "Huh? Shower?" I brought her into the bathroom and turned the shower on. The loud hissing of the water made her jump back and hide behind me. "Relax, it's just water." I wetted my hand and flicked some droplets at her, but that just made her more uncomfortable. Even with a new body, cats still didn't like getting wet. "Momo, you're going in there whether you like it or not." "No! Momo doesn't want to!" "If you don't do it, I won't let you on the furniture anymore." "Well… will Master do it with Momo?" That was something I had been hoping to avoid. For God's sake, Momo! I'm just a man! I don't do well with temptation! "I can't, because then my clothes would get wet." She scowled at me. "Then take them off!" Crap, she was smarter than I thought. It seemed like I would have to bite the bullet. "Ok, fine, but you don't get out until you're clean." I took off my clothes, with Momo no longer being alone in the nude. But there was something she couldn't help but notice. "What's that?" she asked, looking at my log, for truly, I had wood. "Don't mind that. Just… don't." And of course, being a cat, she swatted it like it was a toy mouse. "Don't do that!" I barked, already suffering from blue balls. I turned her around and pushed her into the shower. She fought against me, sticking to the nearby corner to avoid the water. I grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her straight into the spray. Shrieking from the downpour, she turned around and pounced on me, wrapping her arms and legs around me. "Uh, Momo? Do you think you could climb off me?" I was in a precarious position, with Momo's slit resting on the shaft of my manhood and her melon breasts smooshed against my chest. "No! Momo isn't letting go!" Stuck with the situation, I decided to make due and step into the full spray of the shower, pretty much dragging her down with me. She winced and tightened her hold, feeling the hot water pouring down on her, but once her body was completely soaked, she began to relax. While her arms remained locked around my neck, she released her legs and stepped down. But that just made the situation worse, as now my manhood was gripped in her thigh gap and the feeling was almost more than I could handle. "Momo, I really need you to let go!" "No!" I tried pushing her off but her arms remained firm. I could only manage to push her back a few inches before she would close the gap, with my manhood sliding back and forth across her labia. She continued to squirm, her every movement increasing the intensity of what I was feeling. I had enough self-control not to commit the taboo, but I had to act to relieve the pressure. Hoping Momo would forgive me, I began thrusting forward between her legs, rubbing my equipment against hers rather than actually penetrating her. Momo began to blush, getting the same intense feelings as I was. "Master, what are you- oh! Master, that tickles!" Her tail writhed and curled, her ears twitched nonstop, and she panted in arousal as we both approached climax. I achieved it first, a much-needed orgasm that sent semen shooting through the air and splattering the wall behind Momo. She hadn't yet experienced her own orgasm, but her hold on me weakened enough for me to finally break free of her grip and separate the two of us. Selfish as it was, it would probably be better if Momo didn't know what an orgasm was. "Ok, first, let's wash your hair. I don't have any girl shampoo, but mine should work just fine." I poured a puddle of Head & Shoulders into my hand and then started rubbing it into her scalp. Her eyes closed and she immediately began purring with a smile on her face. The more I lathered her hair, the more pleasure she seemed to feel. In a way, it looked like she would collapse any moment, falling asleep like a child having her hair brushed. She especially loved it when I toyed with her ears, and I got a kick out of it as well. I turned her black hair into a pile of white foam and had her step out of the water. "We'll leave that to set for a couple minutes. Now it's time to clean your body. See that white block right there? Take that and use it to wash yourself." She cocked her head to one side. "Huh?" "Take it and rub against yourself. Think of it as like a tongue." She picked up the soap, surprised by how slippery it was. "Can Master do it?" she asked. "You mean show you on myself?" "No, can Master wash Momo?" After that first orgasm, I had lost a lot of pressure, but a large twitch moved through my dick. "It would be better if you did it." Her ears dropped and she looked back at the bar of soap. She began dabbing herself with the end, giving small sweeps with it like she was using a paintbrush. At the rate she was going, we would be in the shower all night. "Ok, fine, but only this once. After this, you do it yourself." I took the bar of soap from her and began scrubbing her arms. When she was an actual cat, having her legs touched normally made her shy away, but now she was actually purring from it, and again when I washed her belly, always with my eyes on her soft skin. I avoided her pelvic region altogether, both front and back. I didn't want to open that Pandora's Box. But when I put down the bar of soap, her ears perked up. "Master, you haven't washed Momo here." She was pointing to her breasts, which were, in turn, pointing up at me. They were beautiful, large enough to bounce with every movement she made, with quarter-sized areolas and bright pink nipples. I desperately wanted to touch them, but it was for that reason that I had avoided them. But Momo wouldn't take no for an answer. "All right, turn around." She turned her back to me and I soaped up my hands and took a deep breath. "Here we go." I reached around her and cupped her breasts. Her ears perked and a shiver crawled up her spine, but the sound she made was one of bliss. I began massaging the soft mountains, rolling them around in my hands and thoroughly lathering them. They fit in my palms perfectly, but no matter how hard I tried, they slipped out of my hands every time I squeezed. I couldn't help but toy with her nipples, making her both purr and whimper from the sensation. "Master…" she cooed as her tail twisted like a snake. Her reaction wasn't helping to calm my erection, which was now pressed against her ass. At last, I was able to pull myself away, but Momo wasn't done yet. She turned to me, blushing and unable to look me in the eye. "Master, while you were rubbing Momo's chest, this part of felt weird," she murmured, framing her slit with her hands. "Can you wash it too?" I swallowed the lump in my throat. "No. That, you'll have to do yoursel-" Once again, she refused my refusal and threw herself at me. She clung to my arm, grinding against it with my hand between her legs. Instinctively I flexed my fingers, moving them across her labia. That was clearly what she wanted, as along with a purr, she released a continuous whine, soft and sweet, almost a wince. The look on her face was adorable beyond words, a form of anguish composed of pure ecstasy, cheeks flushed, eyes trembling, her tongue wetting her soft lips. My self-control was unable to reach my arm and I continued to pleasure her, stroking her lips with my soapy fingers, playing her like a piano. But as her voice continued to escalate, I knew I was playing with fire. If Momo achieved an orgasm because of me, it would screw up everything. Thinking fast, I pulled her back into the water, interrupting her bliss with a pouring rinse. She hissed and pulled away, screwing her eyes shut to keep the shampoo out. I managed to get a hold of her and wash the soap out of her hair. I swept across her body, wanting to get her out of the shower as soon as possible. As soon as she was clean, I pulled her out and gave her a towel. "Here, dry yourself off with this and go to bed. I'll come out in a couple minutes." Once she left, I stepped back into the shower and turned it to the cold setting. I needed to get this swelling down before I had a heart attack. ---------------------------------------- More exhausted than I had been in a long time, I stepped out of the bathroom and looked at my bed like it was the love of my life. Momo was nowhere to be seen, probably passed out in the living room on the couch. Oh God, I just wanted to sleep. I went around the house, turning off all the lights, but I couldn't find Momo, meaning there was only one place she could be. I returned to my bed and lifted the blankets, finding her curled up in the sheets. A big part of me wanted to kick her out, but when she looked up at me and smiled, I just couldn't do it. "Move over." She did as I told her and I climbed into bed. As soon as I was under the blanket, Momo grasped my arm and pressed herself against me. Great, so much for the cold shower. "Today was really fun, wasn't it, Master?" "Yeah, I guess it was." The day had been stressful beyond words, but sure, it was fun as well. "Good, Momo loves Master. Goodnight." I smiled and rubbed her wet head, again making her purr. "And Master loves Momo," I said. ---------------------------------------- Wearing her sweatpants and a t-shirt. Momo sat at my kitchen table with a bowl of cereal in front of her. She was clenching a spoon in her fist the way a child would, having a hard time getting the food to her mouth. She was not enjoying it in the least. "Master, this is too hard. Can Momo please go back to eating on the floor without hands?" "I'm having you do this because I want you to act like a person," I said from the other side of the table. "But Momo is a cat." I sighed. "Tell you what, once you master silverware, if you really want to, you can go back to eating out of your bowl." "Can Momo not wear clothes?" "Fine, go ahead. But if I ever tell you to get dressed and eat at the table, you got to do what I say. Deal?" "Uh-huh." Today was Sunday, a much needed day off. My boss hadn't called me in yet, but I refused to answer him even if he tried. I needed a day to rest, some time to stay at home and figure things out. I had slept very well, considering I had a naked girl clinging to me like moss, but maybe it was because of her that the night zipped by. But the problem came when I woke up. I was on my back with Momo pinning my arm, somehow keeping it bent so that my hand was cupping a warm breast. Hello, morning wood. She woke up as I began to stir and rolled over, telling me she was hungry. Her morning breath was atrocious, to say the least. Her mouth was completely unwashed and I could still smell all the cat food she had eaten the previous day. My mission was clear: I had to teach Momo to brush her teeth. Once she had finished her breakfast and stripped free of her hated clothes, I brought her into the bathroom and sat her down. "Master, what are we doing? Momo doesn't have to take another shower, right?" "Well considering that it's summer, you'll probably have to take one every night to wash off the sweat and bug spray from our walks. But right now, I'm going to teach you how to brush your teeth." "Brush my teeth?" "I'm sure you've seen me do it before. You take a small brush and scrape it against your teeth. You need to do it twice a day or they'll rot and I'll have to yank them out." Her hair stood on end at the warning. Let's face it, it's not like I could take my transformed cat to the dentist. If anything happened to her teeth, I would have to take care of it the old-fashioned way, with a glass of whiskey and a pair of pliers. I had to hope it would never come to that. "Will Master do it to Momo?" I expected her to ask that. "Only the first time so that you'll know what it's supposed to feel like. Afterwards, you do it yourself. Remember, twice a day." Momo remained sitting on the floor and I retrieved an extra toothbrush and a half-filled tube of paste from the medicine cabinet behind my mirror. "You start by wetting the toothbrush in the sink, putting some toothpaste on it, and wetting it again." I showed her how to do it and crouched down, putting one hand on the back of her neck in case she tried to pull away. "Then you go through every corner of your mouth, thoroughly scrubbing every surface of every tooth." I brought the brush to Momo's lips and she nervously opened her mouth, having no idea what this would feel like. The moment I started brushing her teeth, a tremor ran through her. She squirmed with every touch of the bristles on the soft tissue of her gums and tongue and she gave a garbled whine. Her face was moving as much as her body, showing an almost pained expression but with her cheeks flushed as if in embarrassment. It took more and more effort for me to reach each tooth, the growing force I used making her react more and more, but I was always careful not to hurt her or agitate her gag reflex. The longer I brushed her teeth, the more I noticed something. This was sexy as fuck! The way she was writhing, that look on her face, it was like she was using a high-powered vibrator for the first time in her life and couldn't handle the sensations! Her breasts jiggled like water balloons and she was rubbing her thighs together as if she was taunting me. And the almost phallic object swirling around in her mouth while white liquid dripped from her lips, why was this making me so hard?! I had once again become painfully erect, inflicting onto Momo what looked like nothing short of sexual anguish. A friend of mine once mentioned seeing something just like this in an anime. I had just ignored him, not being into that cartoon shit and unable to understand how dental hygiene could possibly be made sexy. Acting out that exact scene, I had to wonder what the fuck kind of anime was he watching?! Finally, I pulled away the toothbrush and Momo spit out a mouthful of minty foam, letting the white liquid run down her chin and drip onto her breasts. I'll be honest, I ejaculated a little when she did that. After waiting for my body to calm down, I got Momo to her feet and had her spit out the last of the foam into the sink. I then cleaned her off, again watching her breasts jiggle as I wiped them with a tissue. Momo stared at herself in the mirror, panting and blushing. "So how was that? I wasn't too rough on you, was I?" "Momo… might need Master's help. Can Master brush Momo's teeth again tonight?" Uh-oh. "No… sorry. You, uh… you only get one. How about you go take a nap on the couch, I uh… need to take care of something in here." ---------------------------------------- Just a few minutes after pushing Momo out of the bathroom, I opened the door, taking a grateful breath of air. My legs were shaky, my tank was empty, and my body was flushed with endorphins. Speaking of flushed, at least a shot glass's worth of my little soldiers were on their way to a watery grave. Sorry, boys. I stepped into the living room and looked around, not seeing Momo. I found her soon enough at the veranda door… where I happened to keep her litter box. Seeing her squatting over the tiny sandbox, my mind seemingly went blank for a moment, as if to protect itself from the horrible realization that came just a second later. I'm going to have to toilet-train my cat. Well, it's a good thing I rubbed one out beforehand, because I might not be able to look at her the same way for a while. I took another deep breath, trying to work up the courage I desperately needed. "Momo, before you go in your box, can you come back into the bathroom, please? There's one more thing I have to teach you." ---------------------------------------- Momo was huddled on the couch in the fetal position, wearing clothes by choice for the first time. I expected no less. Showering with her had been easy compared to… *shudder* teaching her to use the toilet. Considering the way she had straddled my hand the previous night, teaching her to clean up the front was no problem. But when it came to the back, well, it was just like when the vet would take her temperature. She had hissed at me, refused to look at me, and even swatted at me a few times. The one brief moment we made eye contact, her face was flushed with rage and humiliation. She didn't talk to me for the rest of the day. I gave her dinner on the floor the way she liked, but she wouldn't eat it until I left the kitchen. She didn't want to go to the park like she did the night before and I knew better than to push my luck with another shower. With Momo spending the night on my couch rather than in my bed, I was starting to get worried about our relationship. Hopefully things would be better in the morning. ---------------------------------------- I woke up with Momo once again on top of me, but like the morning before, we were both under the covers. She was using me like a mattress, her bare back against my chest and my manhood pressed against her ass, with nothing but the fabric of my boxers preventing penetration. This was a good sign. The fact that she had climbed into my bed last night showed that she had forgiven me for the toilet training. If the lessons stuck, we could put that chapter behind us Since today was a workday, it was my alarm that woke me up. The harsh ringing made Momo stir and she slowly rolled over so that our chests were pressed together. She gave a wide yawn and blinked her sleepiness away. "Good morning, Momo." "Mornin', Master." "Ready for breakfast?" "Uh-huh." She then sat up, straddling my lap, and with a yawn and stretch, her breasts were pushed out as if on display. This combined with my natural morning wood into something Momo could not ignore, as it was grinding against her the same way it had in the shower. "Master, your thing is hard again." "Yeah, uh… just ignore it." Rather than do what I told her, Momo pulled down my boxers, showing my erection laid out on my stomach like a fallen log. She started batting it around with her hands, the way she would a toy. A wide smile crossed her face as she watched it bounce and swing from side to side. "Momo, stop!" Once again, she seemed not to hear me. She grabbed my dick with her hands and started rolling it in her grip. She was completely immersed in her new plaything, and I was unable to stop her, my strength failing as I received a handjob from my cat. My orgasm was almost immediate, a result of all the tension that had built up these past few days, regardless of the load I had emptied yesterday. The sight of semen on my stomach and the softening of my penis piqued Momo's curiosity. She lowered her head, her nose twitching. "Momo knows this smell. The trash bin next to Master's bed always smells like it." Then, before I could stop her, she opened her mouth and licked up the white puddle on my stomach. Definitely a stroke of luck, Momo's feline tongue didn't stay with her when she transformed into a person. The sight of my semen on her tongue horrified me, but she rolled it around in her mouth and smiled. "Tasty!" Are you serious? She actually likes the taste of semen? It must be all the salt, I had heard somewhere that cats really like salt. "Momo wants more!" She again lowered her head, licking up every remaining drop like it was chocolate syrup, and of course, it led to her taking my penis in her mouth. It had been a long time since I received a blowjob, and of course, it felt amazing… for the first few seconds before she thought to bite down. ---------------------------------------- I cooked Momo's breakfast, wincing in both pain and guilt, pain for the scrape I had received on my shaft from Momo's teeth, and guilt that I had let my innocent little kitty give me a handjob and then suck me off. What kind of a person am I?! For fuck's sake, she's not some nymphomaniac that's been around the block, she has no idea what any of this is! She may have the body of a woman, but her mind is like a little kid's! This is borderline molestation! But it was strange, though. Momo seemed to have no sexual instincts, or at least no instincts as to what sex meant. All animals knew how to have sex; it just came naturally, though not so for humans. Regular monkeys can automatically procreate, but humans need "the talk" or to take Sex Ed, or at least see some animals doing it to make the connection. Momo really was like a human child; she appeared to be discovering this all on her own, figuring out what was pleasurable without knowing the purpose or value. Weird, that certain human and feline traits would remain or be replaced. That got me wondering as to what else she knew or didn't know. She could speak, and seemed much more intelligent than in her feline form, not to mention that she seemed to understand many things. It wasn't just like her cat brain had been scooped out of her skull and plopped into this new human vessel; there was clear psychological growth. Was she just repeating everything she had seen and heard from me and whatever TV shows I happened to be watching with her? Or did her knowledge come from somewhere else? Momo was waiting by her food bowl, crouched down and staring at me. "Master!" she whined for the umpteenth time, no different from the constant meowing she used to do up until I gave her cat food. "Settle down, it's here." I bent down and tipped a frying pan over her bowl, pouring in some eggs and a couple sausages. Funny that she was eating better than me, considering that I was just having cereal. Momo dove down and began gobbling it up. I watched her as she ate, my eyes following every inch of her naked body, counting the bumps of her spine. Now that I thought about it, there was something sexy about a naked woman eating off the floor. I mean, technically, anything a woman does naked is sexy, but in this case, it made me think back to the BDSM porn videos I had watched. Add in the fact that she called me "Master", and you had some good kink material. My dick began to harden, making my scrape sting. I had to force my erection down with pure will so that the cut wouldn't be stretched out. The scrape was slight, it would heal by the end of the day, but in that area, everything hurts with ten times the severity. What was I thinking? I couldn't do that to her. She trusted me to care for her and I couldn't take advantage of that trust. Besides, like I had said before, she clearly wasn't mature enough for something like sex. I would have to ignore temptation and try to make sure her curiosity didn't cost her innocence. "Thank you for the food, Master," she said, sitting up and licking the egg grease off her lips. "I'm glad you liked it. Now, go wash your face and brush your teeth. I need to get ready for work." With Momo taken care of, I was able to get in a quick breakfast and shower. I was feeling much better than I had on Saturday, as I was now used to the situation. As long as Momo behaved, I had nothing to worry about. "Momo, I'm off to work. Momo?" I stood by the front door, expecting Momo to see me off. She wasn't in the living room or kitchen. I found her back in bed, snuggled up in blankets. Yep, still just a cat. Smiling, I sat down on the edge of the bed and rubbed her ears. "I'll see you later," I said. "Ok, bye-bye Master," she yawned. ---------------------------------------- Hours passed, and finally, Momo opened her eyes. She had slept half the day away, but for some reason, she couldn't stay asleep. As a cat, she normally spent most of her life sleeping, but this new human body didn't function the same way. It also didn't help that she was hungry. Giving a wide yawn, Momo got out of bed and went into the kitchen. There, she made herself a cat food sandwich, having learned the process of putting food between bread through observation. Afterwards, nature called and she made her way to the bathroom. She would much rather simply use her litter box, but it had been made clear that she could only use the toilet from now on. She shuddered as she remembered the lesson. She loved being touched, especially between the legs, but not that other spot, never that spot. Hopefully, if she did it right, she wouldn't have to be taught again. And of course, she was taught her to wash her hands afterward. Even she understood the reasoning behind that. Now with all of her physical needs met, she decided to wander the house and look for anything interesting. She was glad to have hands, now able to actually pick up things and touch them, rather than just smell them. Most of the electronics made no sense to her, regardless of all the times she had seen them used. Soon enough, just looking around became boring and Momo lied down on the couch. She had no idea what to do with herself. Maybe if she could go outside, she would feel better, but she wasn't even allowed near the windows. She wished she could feel that familiar warm hand on her ears. And her tail. And her chest. And come to think of it, she really wanted to be touched in that other place, the one between her legs. In her first shower, she remembered that thing rubbing against her spot, and that felt really good, Would it feel good if she rubbed it? Bored and curious, she slid her hand down her flat belly and let her fingers find her slit. Just that initial touch was enough to make her purr, telling her that she was on to something good. She traced the petals of her virgin flower with her fingertips, feeling that gentle touch reverberate through her lower body. It was like a tickle, one that didn't make her laugh but instead made her feel warm. She did this for a couple minutes, letting herself get used to the sensation. Her breath fluttering, she pushed it further and moved her finger between the lips, stroking the pink interior. She could feel herself becoming wet, her body reacting to the stimulation. She thought back to what had been done to her in the shower and she slid her fingers into her velvet sleeve and stirred them, whining in bliss. She began moving them back and forth, her fingers sliding effortlessly through her. Her fluttering breaths became deep pants, with her muscles expanding and contracting and making her writhe and stretch. She couldn't help it; she needed more. She inserted her index finger as well, while her left hand struggled to find something to grab onto. At first, she clutched her shoulder, then her arm, but at last settled by grasping her breast. She experimentally gave her nipple a soft pinch and gasped, feeling as if a bolt of lightning was stretching between the soft nub and her slit. Her whole body was becoming tense and hyper, like Restless Leg Syndrome. She started arching her back and then curling up, her voice beginning to slip free between her frantic pants. Waves of euphoria, indescribable to her innocent soul, submerged her body in a hot bath while billions of tiny massage therapists gave every muscle a deep rubdown. Her voice slipped free, a single moan echoing through the house, while she could feel drops of her arousal splattering against her palm. Soon, the bliss ended, and she was left gasping for air with her chest heaving. Looks like she found something to occupy her time. ---------------------------------------- I got out of my car and sighed in happiness. This had been a long day and work had been especially rough. I climbed up the front steps and unlocked my door, but stopped when a noise reached my ears. It sounded like a cat crying out, as if in a fight. My heartbeat skyrocketing in fear, I wrenched open the door and my jaw hung slack. With the living room couch directly in line with the front door, I found myself staring at Momo's peachy ass, raised in the air. Her tail had taken the shape of a question mark, flipping back and forth, and between her legs, her fingers were working frantically. "ROWR!" Her face pressed down against the couch, Momo cried out in happiness the way only a cat could, and from her pussy, a splash of clear fluid soaked her hand. I stood in shock, unable to believe what I had just seen. After everything I had been tempted with, why was I now forced to witness this? Did she even realize how hard she was making this for me?! Noticing me standing there, Momo turned around and smiled, feeling no shame for what I had just seen her do. "Hi, Master! Momo had a fun day and learned a new trick! And look! Momo has been doing it so long that her fingers are wrinkly!" I didn't answer her. I couldn't answer. "Huh? Master? Is something wrong?" Finally, I released a scream of frustration and sprinted past her, zooming into the bathroom and locking the door behind me. Just like Momo, I decided to have my own wank-athon. ---------------------------------------- Dear vetquestions.com, my cat recently transformed into a human-feline hybrid and now she won't stop masturbating. Please help. I was tempted to put it online, I really was. After a long day of work, I had arrived home, hoping to have a peaceful evening. Instead, I found myself sitting on my couch, Momo's head on my lap, and her hands busy. I had immediately told her to stop, but she would not obey. Having transformed into a person, her obedience was well beyond a normal cat's, but she still only listened to about half the things I told her to do. It had now almost become a game. I would tell her to stop flicking her bean, and for a few minutes, she would. Then she would slowly resume, seeing how long she could keep it going before I again told her to stop. Was she doing it just to annoy me? "Momo, enough," I said, taking a rolled-up newspaper and swatting her on the head. "But it's so much fun!" "I don't care, I don't want you to do it around me. I don't do it around you, do I?" "Huh? You do it too?" Oh crap. A wide smile on her face, Momo rolled over and bolted up onto her hands and knees. "That's great! Master and Momo can do it together! Momo can even help you and you can help Momo, just like when we were in the shower!" "No! We absolutely cannot do it together!" "Why not?" "Because it's wrong." Her ears drooped. "Why is it wrong?" "Because you're my cat. Men aren't supposed to do that kind of thing with their cat. You may be bigger now, but it's still wrong. Besides, you don't understand what you're doing or what you're asking." She leaned forward, her hands on my thighs, the way she used to when I had a plate of food in my lap, but this time, her attention was focused on me, our faces inches apart. "Then explain it so that Momo can understand. Momo just wants to play with Master." A part of me did want to explain it. A part of me did want to do those things with Momo. But there was a line that we could not cross, and if we did, we could never go back. Momo might not understand sex, but I knew she would never again see me the same way, nor would I see her. Momo was an innocent creature, a living miracle, and I didn't want to corrupt her. I placed my hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her back. "I'm going to get dinner started." ---------------------------------------- Like her breakfast, Momo ate her dinner out of her food bowl on the floor, and afterward, we waited for it to get dark enough to go to the park. It was a quiet evening walk, Momo staying by my side rather than roaming around me. Walking my cat… that still stands out to me as being one of the weirdest aspects of this whole situation. I soon began to wonder if Momo was mad at me and giving me the silent treatment. She walked next to me at the park but didn't say anything, and at home, she had her head in my lap, but didn't purr when I rubbed her ears. Later that night, I was in bed, reading the news on my phone. I heard Momo in the bathroom spit out a mouthful of foam. Good girl, brushing her teeth without asking. She came out of the bathroom, rubbing her wet hair with a towel to dry off from the shower she had just taken. She circled to the other side of the bed and climbed under the covers, but didn't cuddle up with me the way she usually would. "Goodnight, Momo," I said, hoping for some kind of response. I looked at her back, enduring the silent seconds trudging by. "Goodnight, Master," she murmured before pulling the blanket over her head. ---------------------------------------- "Master." I woke up with a snort, feeling Momo lying on my chest. It was still dark out, but my eyes had adjusted. Momo sat up, straddling my lap with her eyes catching the dim light like gems. "Momo? What is it? What's wrong?" "Momo wants to play with Master." I dropped my head back. How like a cat to suddenly want to run around the house at 3:00 in the morning. "Momo, it's too late for that. Go to sleep. We'll play tomorrow." "Master doesn't need to worry about Momo." My eyes, which I had closed in resignation, opened back up and I looked at her. "What?" "Master doesn't need to worry about Momo. Momo will be fine with whatever Master wants. Momo knows Master wants to play, but doesn't know why he won't. Momo wants Master to be happy." She then leaned down, her obsidian hair slipping across my chest like paint brushes, and her lips met mine. The kiss lasted only for a few moments before she sat back up. "Where did you learn to do that?" "Momo always watches TV with Master. Isn't that something that people do when they love each other?" She then grasped my hand and placed it on her breast. It felt so warm, almost like a giant ember, but felt as smooth and soft as a water balloon. "Master, please touch Momo. And let Momo touch Master." Her other hand fell to my boxers, and she pulled them away to reveal my erect cock. "Momo knows it feels good for Master when his thing is touched." She then rubbed her slit, already wet with arousal. "And it feels really good when Master touches Momo here. There might be a way we can both feel really good." She raised herself up, still keeping one of my hands on her breast while using her free hand to stand my cock vertical. The head met her lips, about to enter her. "Momo, stop. I'm your Master and I'm telling you to stop." "No, Momo is going to make Master feel good." I could have stopped her then, I should have stopped her then. With my free arm, I could have pushed her off me, but I didn't. I simply released my held breath as Momo lowered herself down, allowing me to penetrate her. "ROWR!" She winced from the insertion and I could feel her virgin blood running down my balls. "Damn it, that's why I wanted you to stop. It hurts, doesn't it?" She stubbornly shook her head as stinging tears budded from her eyes. She raised herself back up and then dropped down, and this time, her eyelids fluttered from the feeling of my manhood inside her. She started to move, the soreness of her deflowering now disappearing. She smiled, getting the hang of what she was doing and bobbing on my cock. It had been a long time since I had been with a woman, and Momo's valley felt spectacular, soft and warm, and oh so wet. I watched her bounce, her full breasts heaving every time she raised her body, her ears twitching with every stir of my cock, her tail writhing like a snake having a seizure. Rather than a moan, she was releasing a strange noise, that sort of feline cry you'd normally hear when they're in a fight or getting manhandled at the vet, that sort of mix between a hiss and a meow. "Master, this feels so good! Your thing is so deep inside Momo! It's driving Momo crazy!" She was getting more ravenous, shifting her bodyweight back and forth and changing position, riding me in every way she could think of. Well, it was too late to back out now. I might as well prove myself as her Master. I reached out and grabbed her by the ass, raising it in the air and giving me some room to maneuver. Harnessing the mattress springs beneath me, I began thrusting up like an oil drill, hammering Momo's pussy (lol, "pussy") as hard as I could. No longer being in control, Momo's power drill whine increased in volume, but the look on her face told me she was in ecstasy. She leaned over, smiling like a stoner, eyes watering, happy as could be. I smiled as well and kissed her, taking the opportunity to teach her how to properly make out. While I fucked her, our tongues danced between our joined lips, parting only for the brief milliseconds when her body would rise up off my cock. I kept my hands on her ass, maintaining a firm hold for me to control her. But the longer I gripped her cheeks, the more I began to ponder something. An idea forming, I released one hand and grasped Momo's tail. In that instant, her whole body locked up. She normally liked it when I played with her tail, but not when I squeezed it. Not wanting to ruin our rhythm, I moved my hand along her tail, stroking it. "M-Master…!" she whined. I reached the end of her tail and began toying with it, rubbing the very tip between my fingers. The more I teased her, the more she trembled, her voice giving way. "Masteeeeer! It's not fair for you to touch Momo there! Momo's tail is really sensitive! Momo's gonna… gonna… ROOOOOOOWR!" She sat up, clutching herself as she squirted like a fountain. I got soaked, but if anything, it turned me on even more. Besides, now I knew her best erogenous zone. With Momo's strength drained by her orgasm, I decided it was time to switch positions. I grabbed her legs and sat myself up, sending Momo falling onto her back. With her legs in the air, I was now thrusting straight down, dropping my weight with each plunge. Momo had lost her original confidence. Rather than looking like a ravenous beast, she looked like a shy maiden, hiding her mouth with her hands and blushing in embarrassment, but she was still giving that whine of pleasure, and I was ready to stop any time if she wanted me to. Damn, she was just too adorable. How the hell had I been able to resist her for so long? Her ears and tail made her seem fragile and mystical, but her body was perfect for fucking, basically the body of a porn star. Soon enough, though, I could feel my end approaching. I had already masturbated several times since coming home, but I had been given enough time for my body to reload. All the muscles in my pelvis were tightening up and I was getting dizzy, just a little bit longer! "Master! It's happening again!" Momo released another cry of euphoria, her voice acting like a starter's pistol and letting me flood her womb with my seed. Man, am I glad I got her fixed. I pulled out of her and fell back, my body drained of both energy and semen. Momo sat up, smiling and purring. She crawled over and gave me a gentle kiss. "That was so much fun! Will Master play with Momo again?" "You bet I will. You're my sweet little sex kitten." Momo then settled down on top of me and I pulled the covers over us. With our naked bodies pressed together, Momo's purring was the last thing I heard before I fell asleep. Part 2 will be up next week!