This is a story about me, a technician’s technician, mechanically capable and an absolute perfect gentleman. Any resemblance to real live people, places or things is purely intentional and is completely ridiculous and absurd. My name is Tom. Oh yeah. Also in the story is my kid sister, Barb. Okay, she’s only ten minutes younger than me, but I am the older child in our family.

We’re almost 20; and yes, my sister and I are twins; but if you didn’t know it, you wouldn’t even think we were related. I got the height, at 6’4″; she’s only 5’2″. She might be a hundred pounds wet and with rocks in her pockets; I weigh in at two hundred and fifteen pounds. She got the looks; I got the muscles. She has the easy tan skin of our Greek mom; I got the fair skin from our Irish dad. Even our hair is different, mine is the red that is almost orange and I keep it really short; hers is halfway down her back and the deep auburn that is almost brown, just red highlights in the bright sunlight.

This part of the story picks up on the seventh day of our vacation. That first day had been a real bummer, all about traveling to the cabin for our planned two week stay. The second day seemed to start out bad, but turned around pretty well shortly after lunch time. The third day, actually I learned a lot more about my relationship with my sister. The fourth day, I was in heaven all day; the day started well, pre-lunchtime was fantastic, afternoon was stupendous, and the day ended in the best way that a day could. The fifth day had turned out to be pretty good, in fact, it was wonderful. Day six could have been the last day of my life when Dad caught Barb and me at the waterfall. Luckily for me, he took the time to realize that we were making love, not just screwing; he took the time to talk to us instead of just assuming that I had forced Barb into sex, he even took the time to come up with rules to allow us to still live together under his roof, rather than trying to force us apart.

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I was already awake when the alarm went off to wake us at 6:00. Today was planned as a physically active day what with replacing the wood burning stove with the new electric one and taking out the old ice box and installing the new electric refrigerator. But as I thought about it, it wouldn’t be nearly as bad as I had been thinking, the washer and dryer and freezer and microwave were already in place so no need to be moving them, they were even already plugged in so it would just be a matter of turning them on. I’d still have to connect up the storage batteries, but we might even be finished by lunchtime!

I watched Barb’s eyes pop open as I turned back from shutting off the alarm. They got as big as saucers when I bent down and nipped her nose instead of giving her a kiss. But I needed a kiss just as much as she did so I quickly applied a kiss before she could object. When we broke to breathe again, I told Barb that I had been thinking about it and maybe we better talk to Dad quick before we started the plan we made last night to talk to Mom. We needed to make sure that Dad hadn’t said anything that we might contradict by carrying out our plan for making sure that they were both on the same page about us. If Dad had let something slip last night after they went to bed and ended up telling Mom everything and then we came along and said something different, it might start bad feelings between them and that would surely spill over onto us with unpleasant consequences. We decided that we weren’t going to take any chances, we’d talk to Dad first and just to be extra safe, Barb jumped out of bed and got dressed to return to her own room before we got caught violating rule one on the very first day.

After a few more kisses and Barb slipping out the door to go back to her room, I laid back down to try to sleep a little more. But my mind was too busy with what had to be done today so solid sleep eluded me although I did drowse somewhat off and on. I know I drowsed off for at least a little while because I was awakened again when Dad knocked on my door calling me to breakfast.

Dad and I talked during breakfast and decided to bring the new refrigerator up first, and then we could take the wood stove down, then bring up the electric stove and finally take the ice box back down to the basement. As I thought about it, all of it was just plug and play. The only hard part was getting the new up from the basement and getting the old down to the basement and Dad’s foresight in having an all-terrain two wheeler would make even that part much easier.

First thing, Dad and I moved the ice box over to the side so we’d be able to put the fridge right into place. Mom and Barb cleaned up the floor as Dad and I went down to get the fridge to bring it up; moving it wasn’t a piece of cake, but it wasn’t really all that hard to do either. We plugged in the fridge to have it start cooling off while Dad and I took the wood stove down. Mom popped out the tile fillers that hack forum Dad had put in beside the wood stove to fit the slot of the slightly larger electric stove so that when we brought the new stove up, we were able to slip it right into place. Dad finished hooking up the stove while I went down and brought up the vent fan unit to replace the vent pipe unit of the wood stove. Barb went down with me and I told her that I had asked Dad if he and Mom had talked any more about us last night and he had said no; so she could follow the plan as we had explained it to Dad, she could go ahead and talk to Mom so Mom would hint to Dad as we had explained to Dad was our plan. We knew that it would be best to get everyone on the same page as quickly as possible.

Once Dad and I took the ice box down to the basement, we decided that we had done enough work for the morning and we all sat down to enjoy the look of the kitchen with the new appliances in place. But it was only minutes before Mom said the whole kitchen needed to be scrubbed down to clean up after all the mess of moving the appliances. She wanted it done before any lunch would be prepared and of course, Mom is the boss in the kitchen. Mom decided that Dad and I would not be much help in cleaning in the kitchen and so she sent us out to ‘play’ with the windmill. I quickly agreed as this would give Barb her chance to talk to Mom and I didn’t want to be cleaning in the kitchen anyhow.

So Dad and I went out to the generator shed where the controls for our electrical system were located so we could check the meters and recording devices to see how well the windmill was doing as a power source. It was good to see that even in the calm of the night, the windmill had been cranking out enough electrical energy to power the whole house including all of the new appliances if they had been hooked up and running. There was even more than needed and would have been charging the battery back-up system if it had been connected.

Dad and I discussed whether we should go ahead and order all five of the other windmills’ pieces or if we should only get the next one for now to allow data to be accumulated for a longer time period first. We decided to wait until at least the end of the week to have more data available. I also took a look at how much I would need to do to get the battery back-up system up and running and decided that it would only take a half hour to forty five minutes at most so I could easily finish that this afternoon right after lunch. I didn’t want to have the electric disconnected and be in the middle of the wiring while Mom and Barb were trying to fix lunch, or when they called us to lunch. I decided that it would be okay to start wiring the six oversized storage batteries together as long as I stayed away from the connection to the live wiring. Each of the batteries was so large that they would store a three day supply of energy for the entire cabin even if all the lights and the current appliances were being used continuously.

Once we were down to talking about the battery back-up system, I could tell that Dad really wanted to talk about something else. I figured that it was probably the situation with Barb and I, and I really didn’t know if I wanted to get into that just yet. I especially didn’t want to talk about something and have Barb think differently or find that Barb had talked to Mom and said something different. I’d be really glad when everyone was on the same page as to what they knew about how we felt.

Ahhhh, saved by the call… it was time to go in to lunch. I caught a slight nod from Barb obviously telling me that she had talked to Mom as per our plan. We would have to wait now for Mom to do her hinting to Dad before Barb could take Dad off to have her conversation with him. Of course, Barb talking to Dad was a non-event since Dad already knew everything, but we had to cover for Dad not talking to Mom right away when he found out. I’d get details later when I could talk with Barb when we were alone.

Through lunch we just had general discussions until Barb said that since I would have the battery back-up hooked up so soon after lunch that maybe I could be her pack animal and guardian so she could go to the waterfall. Mom and Dad seemed to like the idea of some alone time for themselves and didn’t mind us getting off to ourselves either. I said okay as long as I could just sit and relax while we were there.

So Dad and I went back out to the battery shed and I finished making the connections to the other batteries. Once everything was connected correctly, I had Dad tell Mom and Barb that I was shutting off the electric for a couple minutes while I hooked in the battery back-up to the rest of the system. Dad and I watched the gauges and dials for about ten minutes to be sure that everything was working as expected and it looked just perfect.

Barb came strolling out and said that she and Mom had finished cleaning the kitchen from lunch and it was about time to head out to the waterfall. She told Dad to just keep it cool while talking with Mom and everything would be just fine. We’d be back at about suppertime and we’d see how things had gone and what more needed to be done.

The three of us went inside and I picked up the backpack and my walking stick and we headed out. Barb told them that if they needed us back early, they should just blow the air horn and we’d return. Mom said that they could take care of themselves for a couple to three or four hours so don’t expect a call. She said that five would be soon enough for Barb and me to get back.

We were barely out of sight of the cabin before Barb pulled her blouse off along with her bikini top. She was going to pull her bottoms down too, but I reminded her that there were sticker bushes and bugs all along the way to the waterfall. She still shook her boobs at me and did an exaggerated strut walk so she could tease me since I let her walk in front of me on the path. Otherwise, it was a quiet walk to the falls.

Of course once we got to the tree bridge at the falls, the swagger fell away because it was critter check time. I had to examine the area before she would come down. After I walked all around and made sure that there wasn’t going to be any surprise visitors of the furry persuasion, and I had sat my walking stick and the pack down at the table and chairs area, she was ready to start her sunning process which, of course, started with stripping off her shorts and bikini bottoms. Now that’s some scenery that I would never get tired of watching!

“Tom, you aren’t allowed to watch unless you get naked too,” she said as she demurely half turned away and brought her arm up to block my view of her tits.

“Now when did that rule go into effect”, I asked as I dropped my shorts and peeled off my shirt?

“Mom and I were talking this morning and we decided that what was good for the gander; is just as good for the goose. So from now on, whenever you want to see me nude, you have to pull off your clothes too. Mom is planning on doing the same thing with Dad; in fact, we discussed the idea of making the cabin, clothing optional or even a nude zone for next week. It all depends on how the talks with Dad go today and how Mom feels about it after talking to him.

“I’m kind of scared of the idea of being nude in front of Dad but kind of excited too. Now you, I just want to see you all the time probably the same as you seem to want to see me all the time. We’ve gotten to the point that you don’t pitch a full-on boner every time I show a little bit of skin so it isn’t too embarrassing. It’s flattering even, seeing you with a semi or a bulge when I have something a little skimpy on or have some skin on display, so keep that up!”

“Well, you can depend on that to continue for a long, long time. Before this week, I hardly ever had thoughts of you as being sexy; I just hadn’t paid any attention at all. Now, now I have trouble thinking about you in any way that doesn’t include the term ‘sexy’.

“But what’s up with the clothing optional or nude next week? How did that idea come about?”

“Mom reminded me. Up until we were about five or so, Mom and Dad had always been more open about not wearing clothes around the house and they had planned on sharing a nudist lifestyle with us. But Grandpa or Grandma said something to them to make them stop it. Mom didn’t seem to want to talk about what it was that was said, but it must have caused quite a ruckus and some bad feelings. I do remember that the grandparents weren’t around at all for a few years, like when we were five until we were eight or nine. Do you remember that?”

“Yeah, now that you mention it, I do remember. But I seem to also remember that Dad had told me that Grandpa was too busy traveling for his work and Grandma was going along to keep him from getting lonely. That was enough explanation for me.”

“Yes, Mom told me pretty much the same story and I never questioned it either. Anyway, Mom said maybe now was the time that we should as a family; investigate the idea of becoming nudists, or naturalists. It seems that the idea has been in the back of her mind all this time. Oh well, we can talk about that later… for now, how about putting some lotion on my back for me?”

I was more than happy to take up that duty for Barb and she knew that I would be. She ran over and got cooled off in the water before coming back to lay on the beach towel I laid out on her favorite sunning rock. I had the towel, her sunglasses and the lotion all ready to go by the time she got finished with her splashing. I was on my knees with lotion on my hands when she bent slightly to grab a kiss before lying down on her belly for me to apply the sun screen. I know she was teasing me because she had her butt sticking up as high as she could get it as she maneuvered to get in position for sunning.

Well, two could play the teasing game as easily as one, so I took my time getting started with the lotion and I made her slip her hair down in front of her shoulders so it wouldn’t get all messed up with the lotion before I would put my hands on her. Then I slowly applied the lotion starting at her hands and working in to her shoulders on both sides before applying any to her shoulders and back. Yes, by the time I got finished with her shoulders, my prick was three quarters hard, but she was whimpering and lifting her butt trying to get me to slip it in for an application of some special lubricating cream.

Now I’m not a sadist, nor am I a masochist, so as one hand slathered lotion onto her neck, with the other, I went straight down her spine, between her cheeks and applied some to her pussy. I then grabbed my full hard-on and put it where both she and I wanted it to be. I took it slow, but I took it steady, inserting it all the way in. Her moans of approval matched very well with my grunts of satisfaction as I leaned back and forth as I applied more lotion to her shoulders and to her back.

We were taking our time since there was no hurry; we had at least a few hours before we’d have to head back. Mom and Dad were pretty surely going to want their alone time before they’d even start to think about us again. And then they’d need some time to talk and Mom would slip in a few hints and then they’d talk a while longer. I was in no hurry because I just loved the feel of being buried in Barb, and she wasn’t in any hurry because the longer I lasted, the more orgasms she could enjoy.

And enjoy them she did! I had barely made three strokes and she had her first mini-orgasm. So I had slowed down to barely moving and let her recover. When I started stroking again, she barely let me get in maybe ten strokes and she had a second orgasm. She was recovering fairly quickly so I didn’t mind the brief rest each time anyway. After that, it seemed like every twenty strokes or so, she’d start into another mini-orgasm and I loved to watch her wiggle and squirm under me as she climaxed.

By the sixth or seventh one, her climaxes weren’t very ‘mini’ any more and I was nearing the top of my climb as well. We also were getting a little louder in our moans, groans, grunts and encouragements. I was sure that any animals nearby knew that humans were here and engaged in one of their weird behaviors if they thought about things like that at all.

I was enjoying the slow buildup of my own orgasm when I suddenly realized that Barb was holding back on her next orgasm. I know she could feel that I was getting close. She was obviously trying to hold off and match up so we would come together this next time. I had been making slow, deep strokes so she would enjoy for as long as possible without me blasting off too quickly, but the fact that she was wanting it now caused me to start increasing the speed of my thrusts. And I felt the need to put more power into each stroke also, pushing harder at the end of each stroke and almost pounding into her cervix with each thrust.

“I’m ready, Tom. I’m ready for you to fill me up with your cum. Push your cock as deep as you can and fill me up. Fill me up now! Fill me and make me know that I’m all yours! Take me as your woman, as your lover, that I’ll always be yeeeeaaaauuUUUGGHHHHHAAA!”

I don’t know how she managed to get out that many words in a coherent sentence before she gave in to her orgasm. All I managed to get out was some moans and grunts and maybe a few words like ‘Yes!’ and ‘So good!’ and ‘Take it all!’ as I shook and shuttered above her.

With my last spasm and squirt, I virtually collapsed over top of Barb. I was barely able to hold myself up over her. I’m sure that if anyone had come upon us at that moment, they’d have only seen her hair spread out under and around my head, and her feet and lower legs sticking out between my feet. My arms were blocking any view of her arms and upper torso and my body and legs were covering the rest of her. She’d look like a frightened turtle with a Tom shell.

I don’t know if I fell asleep or if I just lost track of reality or what. But I became aware that Barb was squeezing my prick with her vaginal muscles every so often before she shook through one more big aftershock of her orgasm. Then she told me to get up off of her as she wasn’t getting any sun with me on top of her. I kissed the back of her head and pinched her butt cheeks as I sat up and swung my leg to climb off. There was a sort of a squelchy pop sound as my prick pulled out of her and we both started laughing and trying to make similar noises with our mouths as I rolled over onto my back next to her.

Once we stopped laughing, and we got our breath back, she raised her head and cleared her hair back behind her ear and looked at me. I could see love and contentment in her eyes and I felt love and contentment in my heart. We didn’t even have to say it, we both just knew it.

“Would you set your watch alarm for a half hour, Tom? I’m afraid I’ll probably fall asleep lying here and I don’t want to burn. And you better get out of the sun too so you don’t burn.”

[Author’s note: All characters in this story are 18-years and older.]

Penny & Ryan Part-2

[In part-1, Penny videos her step-brother jerking-off to a porn movie, and blackmails him into setting up a girl-girl encounter with his girlfriend.]

By the time Suzy had finished her shift at the fast-food place, had gone home and showered, and had driven over to Ryan’s, it was 6:30. In that time, Ryan and Penny had set the downstairs family room up just the way Penny wanted.

There were enough pillows spread around, there were boxes of Kleenex on the end tables, and Ryan had linked his laptop to the big-screen TV. They also moved a side table to a good vantage point, and Ryan set the laptop on it with the lid open. It would appear to be just sitting there to play the movie, but he had set the video camera in the lid to record all the action on the couch.

The two of them had to drag the file cabinet out of the closet to make room for Penny to hide, and they just hoped that Suzy wouldn’t notice that it hadn’t always been there in the corner of the room.

When Penny rehearsed her silent exit from her hiding place, they noticed that the door hinges squeaked, so Ryan fixed them with a couple squirts of WD-40.

When Suzy arrived, Ryan met her at the door, and they kissed passionately as soon as she stepped inside. He took her by the hand, and they went down into the basement family room, where Penny—already completely naked—was hiding in the closet, peeking out through the crack in the not-quite-closed door.

Suzy was wearing a blue button-front blouse—under which, Ryan could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra—and a pair of white jeans. He wondered if she was wearing panties under those.

As she settled onto the couch, he went to his computer, and started the movie—and, unknown to Suzy, the video recorder.

Suzy and Ryan had only watched this movie, together, two other times—neither of which they made it to the end—but Ryan had seen the whole thing a couple of times, but had jerked off to his favorite parts many times.

The story started out by switching back and forth between scenes of each of the couples by themselves, as they got ready for their trip to the vacation rental. Each couple talked about how sexy they thought the other couple was, and wondered aloud if the others might be into swapping. The conversations naturally evolved into hot cock-sucking, pussy-licking, cunt-fucking sex scenes that flashed back and forth between the couples more than he liked.

Suzy and Ryan cuddled side by side on the couch, and as the heat of the scenes picked up, he began to run his fingers over her breasts, feeling her aroused nubs through the fabric of her blouse. She reciprocated by rubbing his hard-on through his pants.

One scene showed the brunette lying on her back with her head off the edge of the bed, as she finger-fucking herself. At the same time, her husband was standing next to the bed, and fucking her mouth with his hard cock, pushing it all the way down her throat on every forth or fifth stroke.

As Suzy watched the screen, Ryan reached over and began to rub her crotch through her jeans. She spread her legs wide, and rotated her hips to give him better access, welcoming the grinding pressure against her engorged pussy lips.

A good deal of fondling and passionate kissing finally brought Suzy and Ryan to the first girl-girl scene in the hot tub. As it started, Ryan unbuckled Suzy’s belt, and pulled down the zipper of her jeans. While she watched the two girls kiss, and fondle each other’s tits, he gently tugged her pants down. She cooperated by lifting her hips, almost without knowing she was doing it.

Ryan was pleased—as was Penny—to see that she was not wearing any panties. He was also happy to see that the lips of her pussy were already glistening with the wetness of her arousal. He wondered if Penny could see it from where she was.

With the scene of the brunette sucking on the blonde’s pussy playing on the screen, Ryan slid down, and gently kissed Suzy’s pussy. Staying true to Penny’s “script,” he didn’t use his tongue, however—much to Suzy’s disappointment.

While Suzy watched the girls on the screen, Ryan began to undo the buttons of her blouse. He started at the bottom, and as he unfastened each one, and laid back the light fabric, he kissed the soft, newly-exposed flesh beneath.

When he made it up to the last button, he used his lips to pull the halves of her blouse back, and planted gentle kisses on each of her swollen nipples, flicking them lightly with the tip of his tongue. As Penny had predicted, the teasing lightness of his touches was more arousing than a passionate attack would have been, and Suzy’s soft mews of pleasure showed it.

As Ryan kissed his way up her neck, and then found her eager lips, Suzy—again, almost without thinking— sent her hand to her pussy, seeking to satisfy the desire that was burning there, waiting for some kind of physical Onwin giriş attention.

But Ryan saw the motion, and took both of her hands, intertwining his fingers with hers, and spreading her arms to the sides, in an erotic show of restraint. As he hungrily kissed her mouth, she wiggled and rocked her hips searching out some kind of relief for her aching pussy.

With Ryan’s body blocking Suzy’s view of the closet—even if she had had her eyes open—Penny eased the door open, and silently crossed the room.

She lowered herself to her knees in front of Suzy, gently pushed her legs apart, and covered her glistening pussy with her mouth, giving it a passionate, sucking kiss.

With her mind completely fogged by the burning sexual heat of the moment, it didn’t immediately connect that there were too many hands on her body when her legs were being pushed apart. Even as Penny planted her mouth over her pussy, and Suzy sucked in her breath at the exquisite feeling, it took her brain a couple of seconds to realize that there was a third party involved.

When the logical part of her brain finally shouted louder than the horny part, Suzy broke away from Ryan’s lips, and looked around him to see Penny between her legs, her mouth covering her pussy.

“What the …?” came out of Suzy’s mouth as her jaw dropped open.

Penny looked up at her, and with a big smile, said softly, “Surprise!” She gave her pussy another deep kiss, and added, “You taste even better than I imagined!”

Suzy’s head swam trying to figure out what was going on, and what her reaction should be. Ryan had obviously set her up for this, and also obviously, had conspired with Penny to do it.

Then the sexual-pleasure part of her brain chimed in. God, it felt so good! And it was Penny! Suzy had always liked Penny, and thought she was cute and had a great body, but in all of her fantasies—and Penny was right that they did include bi-sexuality—she never imagined Penny as her partner.

From her place between Suzy’s legs, Penny said, “Sorry if I shocked you, but I have wanted to do this for so long!” She kissed her clit, and added, “And don’t be mad at Ryan; I kind of blackmailed him into setting this up.”

Suzy looked up at him, now standing next to Penny, and he gave her his best innocent look.

“I’ll bet you really had to twist his arm,” Suzy said sarcastically.

Penny laughed, and said, “Not his arm, but I’ll tell you about that later, if you want.” Another passionate kiss—with tongue—on her pussy, and Penny asked, “So, are we okay here? I’ll stop if you want; if you’re not, you know, into it.”

“Don’t you dare!” Suzy said emphatically. “I … I’ve kind of wanted to try this, too. I just never dreamed it would be with you!”

Following the “script” that Penny had laid out for him, Ryan walked over to the chair, and began to slowly unbutton his shirt.

He watched as his stark-naked step-sister slowly worked her body up over Suzy’s. She laid her belly tight between Suzy’s spread legs, and forced the length of her body to slide across her wet pussy, as she made her way up to where she could kiss her breasts.

As Penny pulled gently on one of his girlfriend’s erect nipples with her teeth, Ryan pushed his pants to the floor, and kicked them aside. His dick stood out as hard as it had ever been in his life, but remembering Penny’s suggestion, he resisted the overpowering urge to wrap his hand around it and start stroking.

She’d been right; after having watched the video, making out with Suzy and undressing her, and now watching Penny explore Suzy’s body, he would last about twenty seconds if he started to jerk off. He sat down, wrapped his hands around the armrests to control them, and watched the show.

Penny paid lavish attention to Suzy’s breasts. Going back and forth from one to the other, she would cup each one between her two hands, squeezing gently so that the already swollen nipple bulged from the top even more. She then flicked the little nub with her tongue, before lowering her mouth over the entire circle of her nipple. When she began sucking and gently kneading the sensitive flesh with her teeth, Suzy sucked in her breath, threw her head back, and arched her back.

The contented mews and moans of pleasure that Suzy was making encouraged Penny to keep working on her soft and luscious tits, and at the same time, almost unconsciously, she began to gyrate her body, rubbing her belly against Suzy’s wet and swollen pussy lips.

From the chair, Ryan watched his step-sister’s naked ass rocking slowly back and forth as she ground her body into Suzy’s pussy. His rock hard cock was pulsing all on its own, and drooling precum out of the tiny hole and down its length. He had to grip the arms even harder to keep his hands away from it.

Penny gave each of Suzy’s nipples a final kiss, and then she slowly kissed her way up Suzy’s throat, dragging and rocking her body tightly over Suzy’s pussy as she moved upward.

When Penny’s and Suzy’s lips met in the most tender and erotic kiss Ryan had ever seen—on or off screen—he had to tense his whole body and clench the muscles of his belly to keep his cock from shooting off, all by itself.

As they kissed, their pubic mounds were pressed together, and Penny slowly gyrated her hips while Suzy squeezed and pressed her beautifully rounded ass cheeks, pulling them even tighter together.

Penny had her fingers entwined in Suzy’s hair, and gently brushed her cheeks with her thumbs as they kissed, their hungry mouths open and exploring the uncharted, but long-fantasized territory.

Ryan could see their tongues flick and danced with each other, and watched Suzy gently pull on Penny’s lip with her teeth. He let out an involuntary groan as a larger-than-ever squirt of precum pulsed from his throbbing cock, and ran down onto his balls.

Both of the girls had quite literally forgotten that Ryan was there until he groaned.

They both looked over at him, and Penny noticed how slick with precum his cock was.

“Look, Ma! No hands!” he said, wiggling his fingers on the armrests. “But God, it ain’t easy! You two are hotter than every piece of porn I’ve ever seen, all put together!”

Penny laughed, gave Suzy another kiss, and then said to her, “I think Ryan has been a very good boy, don’t you? Do you think we should give him a reward for his self control?” She kissed Suzy again, and added, “And for helping to make all this happen?”

“I’m impressed,” Suzy said. “I don’t think I could have watched this, and not had my fingers shoved up my pussy.”

“We should probably give him some relief, don’t you think?” Penny said.

Suzy had never really thought about jerking Ryan off, before, but the idea kind of intrigued her. Of course, in the super-aroused state that Penny had her in, almost anything sexual would have intrigued her.

Penny motioned for Ryan to come over, and kneel on the couch beside them. When he did, she put her hand on his naked ass, and pulled him closer, until his stiff and wet cock was an inch from their faces. Penny then surprised both Ryan and Suzy by opening her mouth and taking the head of his cock between her lips. Ryan sucked in his breath, moaning, “Oh, God!”

Penny swirled her tongue around the fleshy head, tasting the salty precum, before letting it slide back out of her mouth. She then turned, and gave Suzy a hot cum-flavored kiss.

With her lips still joined to Suzy’s, Penny moved their faces so that Ryan’s cock pressed against their mouths. She let the hard member separate their lips, and each of them sucked and lapped their way along its slick salty surface, all the way to Ryan’s balls, where they licked at the precum that had collected there.

They lapped their way back up to the head, where Penny guided it with her lips into Suzy’s mouth. She placed her hand on the back of Suzy’s head, and gently pushed her forward, watching intently as her step-brother’s hard cock slipped between her pretty lips.

With her fingers in Suzy’s hair, Penny pulled her back until she was sucking on just the head. She then wrapped her hand around Ryan’s cock and began to stroke it as Suzy sucked on the swollen head and swirled it with her tongue.

As Penny stroked downward on Ryan’s slippery dick, Suzy followed her fingers down with her lips, until his cock pressed into the back of her throat. She then pulled back, and Penny’s hand followed her lips upward, until she was sucking on just the head, again. Ryan had never felt—or even imagined— anything like it before. He wanted to close his eyes to savor the feeling, but he wanted watch the show, too.

After several strokes, Penny pulled Ryan’s cock from Suzy’s mouth, and replaced it with her own. Suzy then wrapped her hand around the slippery cock, too, and Penny followed both hands up and down the shaft with her mouth. Then, she switched it back to Suzy’s mouth, and they continued the coordinated attack on Ryan’s cock.

As Ryan stared down at the unbelievable sight of two gorgeous girls sucking and jerking off his cock at the same time, he moaned, “Oh, God! Oh, God! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!”

Sure that they would pull their mouths away, to finish jerking him off, Ryan was surprised when Penny held both of their mouths on the head of his cock while she picked up the pace of her jerking.

Closer and closer his climax built as they sucked and lapped at his cock, while Penny’s hand flew up and down the shaft.

Ryan left out a long groan, followed by “Oh, yeah! Yeah! Oh, God!”

As the huge load of cum squirted from his cock, Penny guided the pulsing head between their two mouths, sharing his hot, salty cum, and getting it all over their faces, as well.

Ryan had to reach out and grab the back of the sofa to keep from falling over as the intensity of his orgasm drained most of the blood from his head and every other muscle in his body.

Penny kept stroking, and both girls kept taking turns sucking, until Ryan’s balls were completely drained. Eventually, the growing sensitivity in his cock head made him reluctantly pull back from them.

Still clutching the sofa, Ryan was bent over at the waist and panting to catch his breath. Penny reached up, and put her hand on the back of his head, and pulled him down to them. With a hand on each of their heads, Penny pulled Suzy and Ryan in together for a three-way cum-sucking kiss.

Each lapped at the other’s lips and faces chasing down strings of Ryan’s warm cum, and then shared it with the other two hungry mouths.

Finally, Ryan straightened up, and each of the girls took a turn sucking his now semi-hard cock all the way into their mouths.

When Suzy let it slip from between her lips, she said, “You think you can watch me eat Penny’s pussy without touching yourself, too?”

“If the reward is anything like that one,” he said, “I’ll find a way!”

Penny turned around and sat on the couch, with her naked butt near the edge, and her legs spread wide. Her pussy was glistening with the juices it had produced while eating Suzy and sucking off Ryan. She had yet to touch it, even with her fingers, and that was just the way she wanted it—sensitive and burning for attention—for its first contact with Suzy’s mouth.

As Suzy got on her knees in front of Penny, Ryan picked up his phone, and turned its camera on to video mode. Along with wanting close-up shots of his girlfriend eating his step-sister’s wet pussy, it was a way to keep his hands occupied, and not sliding up and down his quickly re-hardening cock.

From between her legs, Suzy looked up at Penny, and gave her a big smile. Then she looked down at her pussy, just inches from her face. Both Penny and Ryan wondered if she was hesitating because she was having second thoughts. Nothing could have been further from reality, though. She was savoring the moment.

Suzy slowly lowered her face to Penny’s waiting lips, opening her mouth wide, to cover as much of the glistening flesh as she could.

When Suzy started to kiss and gently suck on the tender folds of the first pussy she had ever tasted, Penny rolled her head back in ecstasy, and let out a long, soft, “Oh, my God!”

As Ryan filmed, Suzy brought her hands up to Penny’s pussy, and gently rubbed along both sides, while she continued to kiss. Suzy had yet to use her tongue, and Penny was a bit disappointed in that. She was about to suggest it, when Suzy moved her hands together, pressing Penny’s pussy lips between them, and causing her tender clit to bulge up.

As Penny looked down and Ryan filmed, Suzy extended her tongue and began to flick it over the aroused little nub.

Penny groaned in pure pleasure, and had to wrap her fingers around the edge of the couch to keep her hands from grabbing Suzy’s head and forcing her face against her inflamed pussy.

With the wet and sensitive lips still pressed between her fingers, Suzy began to lap up and down Penny’s slit, punctuating each upward lick with a suck on her clit.

Penny had her head laid against the back of the couch, and with her eyes closed, simply enjoyed the lavish attention that Suzy was giving her burning pussy. It was unlike anything she had ever imagined in any of her masturbation fantasies!

Watching and filming the live girl-girl action happening right in front him, Ryan’s hard-on stood straight and rigid, and even dripped an occasional drop of cum juice onto the carpet. But as hot as the action was—which was hotter than any jerk-off fantasy he’d ever imagined—he kept his hand away from his cock.

Gently, as she continued to lick, Suzy changed her hand pressure from squeezing Penny’s pussy lips together, to drawing them apart. As her tongue pushed deeply into the wet and inviting folds of hot flesh, Penny couldn’t restrain her hands any longer, and she put both of them on the back of Suzy’s head.

Softly rubbing her fingers through her hair, Penny exerted only a little force; just enough to let Suzy know she loved what she was doing and wanted more.

Suzy got the message, and covered Penny’s pussy with her mouth, and pushed her tongue deep into the wet flesh. She then began to bob her head up and down, tongue-fucking as deep and hard as she could.

“Oh, my God!” Penny repeated, and began pulling Suzy’s face and tongue more forcefully, into her pussy.

Ryan stepped back to get a shot of Suzy’s naked ass as it wiggled in time to her head movements. He could clearly see that her pussy lips were dripping wet, and he considered sliding a finger or two up into her. But he recalled Penny’s directive that this was all about the two of them, and there was to be no touching of Suzy without permission—without invitation.

The last thing in the world Ryan wanted to do, at that point, was to screw things up and get banished from the room!

Suddenly, to both Ryan’s and Suzy’s shock, Penny pushed Suzy’s head away from her pussy, saying, “Okay, okay! Stop!”

Since I turned eighteen and old enough to be extremely interested in sex, I would search for any object of stimulation available. Often times it would be a hasty search through my dad’s collection of Porn magazines. While they were quite satisfactory, they basically just fueled my desire to see a real woman in the nude.

As is the case with most young men, the closest one often gets to a real female is his own mother. I started to notice that while though motherly, Mom was very attractive. She stood about five feet-six and I suspected she probably tipped the scale around one forty-five or so. Comparing her to some of the girls in dad’s magazines I would say that her tits were a nice 36 C. She had a rather nicely shaped ass that was defined clearly whenever she decided to wear jeans.

As time passed, I would find myself thinking of ways to view her secretly and hope desperately that the timing would be right to see her naked. I started making mental notes of when she would bathe, change clothes or get ready for bed.

Mom always worked the second shift, and dad always worked the mid-night to morning shift. My thoughts on this made it clear that I would have to devise a plan for later at night, especially since between school and their work schedules that was the only real time available.

My bedroom was only a few paces from the living room, so I arranged my bed so that if I kept my door open I would have a reasonably clear view into the living room area. That way I was at least rewarded with seeing her come in when she would get home from work. I fanaticized night after night about her coming in and just taking her clothes off and parading around the house. I would lay in the dark and jerk off while watching her go about her nightly routine.

Different thoughts kept crossing my mind and I eventually became obsessed with mom. I had little interest in girls my age. I had no desire to give my virginity to any female but mom.

My nightly routine was always the same, watch mom come in from work, jack off while watching her do a little late night house work, and drop off to sleep. All the way up to graduating High School, several nights a week, watch, jerk, sleep. I was glad to graduate because now I could really focus on seeing mom in all her glory. At the age of eighteen I still had no desire for other women, only my secret passion for mom.

Now with school behind me and now eighteen and not having to go to classes early in the mornings I was able to stay up later and basically have a more flexible night life. I would hang out in town and just make it home before her and hit the bed to keep my chance of that first look at her naked. Didn’t take long to realize that I had been a fool for quite some time. With her work schedule she would stay up quite late. She would do all the things at night that others do during the day. The shower was almost the last task of the night, her relaxing was the last.

This is where I learn how stupid I had been. When mom would shower, it was always very early in the morning, only about an hour and a half before I normally woke up before going to school and about the same before dad got in from work. I thought she was a shower before work type of person, I mean, she would always spend a lot of time in the bathroom prior to going to work so I just speculated that was the only shower she took on a daily basis. I came to this conclusion shortly after my final school year and was home when she would go to work.

I was intent on staying awake until she went to bed, I had no clear reason to get up early at the time so who would it hurt.

Around five in the morning I watched her as she crossed past my door way and went into the bathroom. My heart began to beat rather rapidly, could this be it or would this have been a lost effort. I heard the shower start and my seven and a half inch uncut cock sprang to life. I slowly stroked pulling the foreskin down tight and then stretching it tight in the other direction. I would stick my finger under the skin and make circles around the swollen head while imagining her standing under the spray and lathering her tits, ass, and what I hoped was a thick, black bush. I kept bringing myself to the edge in anticipation not wanting to shoot my load to the image in my mind. I wanted to be looking at the real thing.

About ten minutes later, I heard the water shut off, and to my surprise within only a couple of seconds I heard the door open. Mom came out wrapped in a towel that was tied just above her tits and hung only inches below her crotch. She walked into the living room and was drying her slightly above the shoulder length black hair. I felt like my dick was about to explode so I stopped pulling it and just watched with the hope that the wrap would soon be removed.

“Lose the towel.” I softly mumbled to myself.

She moved from my sight and I thought my heart would stop in fear that the show was over. She was only gone a minute and I noticed when she came back into sight she had some kind of beverage Onwin in her hand, she also was still wrapped in the towel. That assured me that she was going to stay up at least a short while longer. I also noticed a bottle of some kind of lotion in her other hand.

“What’s the lotion for?” I asked myself quietly.

She started rubbing the lotion on her hands and arms. This was pretty good, at least she was still in view and barely covered. I resumed the slow tugging and teasing of my cock, “Oh yea, rub it in good, make those hands and arms silky smooth.” I whispered. Next she propped a foot up on the edge of a chair and seemingly quite seductively she started massaging the lotion into her leg. She started with the top of her foot and slowly moved it up to her rather shapely forty year old thigh.

“Damn,” I thought, “I can see the lower part of her ass cheek.” and I must have moaned a little too loud because I saw her look in my direction. She stopped what she was doing and slowly came in the direction of my bedroom. I rolled gently onto my side and watched her through my sleep faking eyes. She turned the light on in the hall and it shined directly through the door and on to me. I coughed a little and rustled my legs under the thin blanket hoping she would believe I was sound asleep and just go back to what she was doing.

My dick was about to let loose without me even touching it just with the thought of her being only feet away and wrapped up so sexily. Through my near closed eyes I watched as she just stood there looking at me, watching I guess for any sign that I may be awake. I faked a small cough and moved my arms and legs slightly, hoping that she would assume I was just coughing in my sleep when my moan distracted her earlier.

I was thinking “Please go back to what you were doing, please, please.”

She must have figured I was sound asleep at that time and turned away. She looked back over her shoulder quickly and nearly caught me looking. She slowly walked back to her previous location, but she left the fucking hall light on and I feared I wouldn’t be able to finish jerking my now painfully swollen cock.

Upon her return to her rubbing lotion, she started on the other leg, and when she lifted that one I could make out a little bit of bush below the towel. “MMMMM,” I moaned again kind of without thinking, and then realizing what I had done I coughed slightly.

Seemingly she acted un alarmed and kept applying lotion to her creamy white thigh. Next, and without much effort, she pulled the towel away. She was facing away from me so I gave my blood engorged cock a few quick pulls. Let me just say that she had a nice, round and mildly fleshy ass. I sneaked a few more pulls. “What the fuck?” I thought. My cock isn’t covered. I didn’t want to cover it for fear she would discover that I was awake if she noticed that I was now covered and not sticking out. This made me even fucking harder, just knowing she saw my cock in all of it’s solid glory.

She began rubbing lotion on as much of her back as she could reach. When she started on her ass, it was what appeared to me to be intentionally seductive. Slowly she rubbed the lotion on those beautiful cheeks. I started slowly grinding my cock against the mattress. I couldn’t risk any sudden movements. I imagined my hands being the ones putting the lotion on her behind, then dropping to my knees and kissing and licking that ass.

“Turn around.” I thought to myself. Almost as if obeying my wish, she slowly turned to face me. Her mouth was slightly open and she casually licked her lips. Her eyes were glassy looking and her face was slightly flushed. Mom then just squirted the lotion down over her tits and began kneading it into them. She was pressing them together, pinching her nipples, rubbing down her stomach and dipping into her bush quickly. (Her bush by the way was definitely black, but very neatly trimmed.)

I know it was very erotic to me at this time, but it appeared to me also that it was definitely a show for my benefit. I just couldn’t believe that my own mother was this fucking hot. Did she know I was watching or was she imagining I was watching as she put on this show to fuel an exhibitionist fantasy of her own? How often has she done this while I WAS asleep? Do I risk opening my eyes and touching my cock or will that ruin everything? I wanted her to know, but I also didn’t want to blow it, either.

I just laid there watching, moving my cock so slightly against the sheets so as to not be noticed. My pre-cum had made a nice, moist cushion to slide against. She kept rubbing her tits with lotion. She would pinch her nipples and lift her tits by them and let them drop and jiggle.

Then it happened, I blew my load and had to choke down my moaning. I guess she must have felt something in the air or just had to move on. She disappeared from my sight for a moment, then re-appeared in a very sheer and black floor length nightgown. Seemingly only seconds later all the lights were off and all was relatively quiet, except for the low moaning coming from her bedroom.

Part 2

The next morning, as terribly tired as I was, I had to get out of the house before mom awoke and went to work. I knew that I could go back home around three o’clock and steal a nap. Throughout the day I kept thinking about the previous night.” Was she aware that I was looking? ” I kept asking myself out loud. I was also very hopeful of a repeat performance. I jerked off in a small wooded area near the house because I was still visualizing the happenings of that morning.

I found myself back home around four PM. I decided a shower was in order which also allowed me a very nice opportunity to beat off again. My thoughts now were centered of how it would feel to actually stuff my cock into that hot pussy I knew my mother possessed. I was still holding on to my virginity only wanting to give it to my now knowingly hot assed mother.

A nice nap was next on my agenda, and needless to say it was rather hard nodding off to sleep, or so I thought. The next thing I know I heard dad rustling about ready to leave for work on his graveyard shift job. “Wow,” I said to myself, “Mom will be home shortly.” Her and dad only saw one and other for about thirty minutes a night on work nights. I just got up, grabbed a sandwich and drink and told dad to have a good night. He didn’t know I had been asleep all evening because that is also when he gets his sleep. I went back to my room and snacked. I took off all of my clothes and crawled back under the covers and waited.

Not thirty minutes passed when mom came through the door. Her and dad chatted for a few minutes and off he went to work. Now the anticipation started. I knew it would probably be a while being that she stayed up late. I just laid there and stayed quiet, faking little coughs off and on to keep up the image of the previous night.

I decided to lay barely covered on my side and facing the doorway. My cock was semi-hard and looking rather large I thought. I wanted to be exposed, I wanted mom to see. I had to. I wanted mom to see her son was a man.

To my amazement, mom cut the hall light on shortly after dad left. She looked into my room I guess to see that I was indeed home and in bed at a decent hour. She left the light on. Again through almost closed eyes I watched as she stood looking for several minutes. I knew my cock was there for her to see. I felt myself starting to stiffen slowly, basically right in front of her eyes. I couldn’t see her face because the light was behind her. I did make out a slight “Damn” come from her mouth as she walked off.

I started playing with my cock after she left, I wanted it to be throbbing, I wanted it to hurt. I wanted it to feel satisfied when I finally got to cum. I’m glad I had the chance to change the sheet when I got up that morning. The new one was darker and made my cock show better when the light hit it.

Mom kept passing my room and looking in. She would stop a moment and move on. She nearly caught me jerking my cock more than once.

Everything this night was different I thought. Of course I was generally asleep a little earlier and I guess it was really only different than the previous night. Only slightly different than all previous nights to that one. I guess the main thing that was different was her taking a much earlier shower, and spending longer in the bathroom than the night before.

When she did come out what I saw really took my breath away. She was totally naked and was carrying an arm load of what appeared to be some kind of outfits. She walked directly to where she was the night before and put on a very sexy white bra with lacey bikini panties and stockings that stayed up without the assistance of garters. She proceeded to seemingly model the outfit right there. Turning in all directions. Touching and straightening. She grabbed up the rest of the stuff and left my line of sight.

I wanted to see more. “Don’t go.” I said almost aloud.

She returned a few minutes later and was dressed totally different. She had changed while out of view. “Wow.” I said, followed by a little cough.

Mom was now wearing a black long line bra with no shoulder straps, garters made into it and attached to black hose with a seam up the back, and no panties. I couldn’t help it, but my eyes were now wide open and my hand was slowly working my cock. I still had my hand on my cock when she next looked in my direction but my eyes were back to their near closed position.

She started walking about the living room, doing chores and looking in my direction each time she passed my line of sight. Damn she was hot tonight. I noticed she would linger where I could see her clearly as if to say “Go ahead and look, I don’t mind.”

My dick was as hard as the posts on my bed. I decided to gently shove my cover down and totally uncover myself to just above my knees. I rolled more onto my back and my dick stuck up almost straight in the air. With the light shining in as it was I am sure I had given her a perfect view of just how hard my cock was. It was throbbing so hard I feel certain she could see it move from her vantage point.

My face was now pointed more toward the ceiling, but I could still see her rather clearly through my squinted eyelids. I could see that she was clearly looking in my direction, her hand went between her legs and started a slow fingering of her gash. Slowly she walked toward my door, her hand still busy between her legs. Through my door and into my room she walked quietly. Her shadow crossed my body and then disappeared. I heard her take a seat at my desk chair which was only a couple of steps from my bedside and out of the lighted area. I could hear the squishing of her hand in her pussy while she masturbated feverishly. I could smell her arousal. I could hear her muffled moans. My forehead began to sweat and my heart began to pound.

I decided to make a bold move, I reached my hand to my cock and stroked it slowly. My eyes were shut completely now.

“MMMMM,” I heard come from moms direction. I heard her motions quicken and the chair start squeaking.

The noises from her direction stopped, but I kept stroking my cock. I would pull my foreskin down and hold it there briefly and then stretch it back over the blood engorged head. I didn’t know if she were still there, and further more, I really didn’t care. I was so fucking horny and close to blowing my wad that really that was all that mattered.

I knew she had watched and masturbated and that would have made me cum just knowing that fact.

Only a few seconds later and before I came I felt a hand grabbing my wrist and stopping me. My eyes flew open and there she stood, pulling my hand away from my cock and replacing it with her own.

“What the fuck!” I said looking up at her and trying my best to act totally shocked.

“Shush baby,” mom whispered. “Let me.”

“B, B, but you’re my mother.” I stuttered.

“Don’t act so surprised or appalled,” She said. “I’ve been trying to get this reaction for a long time, shit, I would come in here late at night naked and stand there and finger fuck myself right next to you hoping you would wake up and this charade would come to an end.”

“I didn’t think you were ever going to even let me get a glimpse of you naked,” I said, “You always seemed completely un-interested.” I added.

She slowly stroked my cock all the time moaning and saying “If you only woke up long ago and caught me standing here.”

“What would have happened?” I asked, “Would you have fucked me and taken my cherry?” I also asked.

She responded by saying “You bet your hard cock I would have.”

“Well mommy,” I said rather innocently. “I have saved my cherry in hope that someday I could give it to you.”

“So, you do want to fuck mommy, don’t you.” she replied.

“That’s all I have thought about since I first started liking girls, you mommy and only you.” I said while trying to sound really young.

“Mommy’s baby sure has his mind made up, doesn’t he.” she said sexily.

“Yes mommy, I want you to be my first, teach your little boy how to fuck, how a woman likes to be treated.” I said half baby talking.

“I can’t teach you what other women like, I can only teach you what I like.” she said before lowering her lips to my cock and taking me all the way into her throat.

I could feel the head of my cock against the back of her throat, then the cool air outside of her mouth, then back to her throat, over and over she did this. She sucked and slurped my cock in and out from tip to base. Every time it exited her mouth she would say, “Cum for mommy, fill mommy’s mouth with your hot virgin cum.”

When the climax came I thought my heart would stop, gob after gob of cum went into mommy’s hot throat. It felt like cups full and she swallowed every drop. Hungrily sucking in every tiny dribble from my exploding cock-head.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes,” we both were saying in unison.

Mom kept sucking my cock saying, “At your age I know you have another big load for mommy, mmmmmm.”

My cock wanted to soften, but mom’s continuous sucking and licking wouldn’t allow it too. Within only a matter of a minute or two I was rock hard again.

“I just knew that big uncut cock wasn’t finished.” she said as she slithered her lingerie covered sexiness up on top of me. “Mommy wants to ride her baby’s big hard cock,” she said, “can mommy go for a ride on her little boy’s cock?” she asked.

“Please mommy, jam your pussy down on your sons cock, take your sons cherry.” I told her. Teach your baby what mommy likes.” I added.

She worked her way up until she was on her feet and squatting over my cock. She had her hand on it pointing it toward her sopping wet slit. “Look down there baby, see where mommy wants your manhood to go.” She almost demanded.

I could clearly see she had it pointed directly at her gash. She would lower herself until the tip of my cock grazed the soaking wet opening between her legs. Dowm to barely touch and back off. She was teasing the fuck out of me and I my cock was starting to throb fiercely.

Brenda and the Tapes

I woke up, my cock was still in her, and it was day light outside the window. It was all I could do to keep from crying, because I knew that, my lovely wife Brenda had prepared our daughter to please her husband and that Michelle would always be there for her loving Daddy.

As the sun shone through the wall of windows, I could not help admire the body of my little princess sleeping next to me. Remembering the night before, as the most beautiful woman I knew, had told me about her mother training her to be my new lover and to help me restart my life. The last thing I could remember about our talking was that her mother had left some tapes for her use and had left one for her to give me if this day had ever came. Michelle had placed it into the player and said, “We are not to watch it until after our first night.

Well our first night was over and guilt was starting to rise in me. A father should never surrender to lust and with his own 19-year-old daughter. I had the most beautiful daughter. Her small but perfect frame so close to me that not even air could slip in between our bodies and my cock still buried in her tender wet cunt was something I had never thought possible. I slowly moved away from the sleeping little princess next to me so as not to wake her, but as my cock slipped out of her warmth, she moaned shifting to stretch, but remained asleep.

I eased out of the bed and covered her body to … Well I do not know why I covered her other than shame of a father. I went to the bathroom, did my morning piss and turned on the shower letting the water warm. I shaved, brushed my teeth, and stepped into the shower. During this time, my thoughts were on the tapes, my wife and my daughter. What a conflicted series for a man to be thinking, while having these thoughts, with the Viagra still coursing through my body, I had to have answers.

Drying myself, I glanced at my child still sleeping. I pulled on my robe and went toward the player with the tape. There was my wife, Brenda, sitting in her favorite chair. Her beauty was shinning and I knew before she spoke that I knew why I loved and missed her. Although she was, only 40-years young when her heart finally gave out, she still kept her smile and appearance. The sparkle in her eyes, the hue of her skin, the total package, all in a woman that knew she had little time left to share her undying love.

For the next three hours, I set while the tape ran with my wife telling me that our Daughter and she had spent the last few years learning to be. Brenda told me about how she had suggested to Michelle about things from birth control to applying make-up and most other things a mother and daughter would talk and share. The stunning part for me was when Brenda stood up but the camera did not rise with her. It revealed her body. During the filming of this video, she had been completely naked. On the table beside her, was her rather large collection of toys. Her large breasts (35in with a D-cup) showed no sign of drooping, her 26in waste and that beautiful ass at just over 36 inches of glorious sexy willing to please.

Brenda told me that she had shown our child clips of our pleasure time and informed her that mom wanted but never demanded, Michelle to look after me and to kick start my life if I had not moved on. It was to be at Michelle’s own pace and stressed, only if she was willing to join in the kinky lifestyle Brenda and I had shared.

Brenda informed me that she had other tapes that were to be viewed, and shared only with Michelle and me as a couple. That they were fuck tapes as well as masturbation and some group and yes even of her bi side. Brenda said that if she knew me as well as she thought she did, I would be feeling a mix of emotions about now and that was unnecessary because everyone was an adult and consented to the world of pleasure.

The next scene was of Brenda placing the camera on a tripod. At that point, she reached out, took hold of a hand, and pulled it toward the center of the room, showing her cinematographer to be her fuck buddy Brian. She looked into the camera and said baby this one is for you because I know how much you love to watch me suck and fuck.

Brenda dropped to her knees and reached out and grabbed his belt and slowly unfastened it and with one quick movement unsnapped his pants, pulling them down along with his underwear. His cock plopped out smacking her in the face. She wrapped her fingers around the massive shaft and stated stroking with smooth gliding caressing movement. The tips of her fingers genteelly tracing the veins of the swollen prick as it jumped and strained in her expert hands. The flowing movement of her sensual strokes worked the excitement to a fevered pitch. The moans from her lover were becoming more frequent and louder as she played.

She placed kisses on the tip, as he thrust to get closer to the heaven called her mouth. There has never been a doubt about nilüfer escort how Brenda was a cock worshiper. If she had been able to there would have been cocks surrounding her 24/7. She was a giving lover, and willing to show her appreciation by pleasing all who would allow.

As Brian’s cock started to pulse more, she took just the head into her mouth and used her tongue as a whip. She licked, sucked, stoked, and with her other hand, cupped his balls all the while keeping her eyes on his face looking for the signs of a man in ecstasy, knowing that his release was going to be her pleasure. As she cupped his nuts, she pushed forward only pulling back to where he was close to falling out of her magical lips before taking in more and more and then pulling back just to do it again. Each forward push, more of his 9-inch cock would disappear into her mouth and throat. Her favorite thing was to hum all the while keeping the sucking and licking going. I do not know of a man that could last under her expert dick sucking more than 10 minutes.

Once she had her throat opened and relaxed, she would take both of her hands, place them on his hips pull the cock from her mouth and tell her lover to pound her mouth as hard as he could. To my amazement, she never found a cock that was too big or pounded to hard. She was a wonderful cocksucker. After just a few moments of the pleasure she gave her reward came in the massive load of cum shooting down her throat, swallowing as much as she could. Moreover, when some overflow happened she never let it go to waste, her hands were there to catch it and she licked and cleaned her hands like a cat, savoring its pungent aroma and salty flavor.

I remembered how I never tired of watching her no matter how many cocks she sucked it never mattered who it was from friends to my brother, father and yes her 4 brothers and dad. I knew she enjoyed it as much as anyone who had the chance to fuck her mouth. After watching her suck the massive 9-inch cock, she spent the next 45 minutes spreading her pussy, showing how her lips would gleam and swell, contract, pull and push his cock in and out. When she would ejaculate, there was so much and it shot over 3 feet away. Until you have seen a woman ejaculate, you have never seen the true eighth wonder of the world.

As soon as she had finished her orgasm, she flipped over, spread her ass cheeks, showing her tight brown star to the camera and ordered Brian to shove his dick into the dark shithole without stopping to lube it. With that, he buried his cock to the pubic hair and screamed that he could not wait and pumped his second load immediately.

At that time in the tape, Brenda told me to turn and look at the woman lying in my bed and know that she was her final give of love and to enjoy as if Michelle was my fuck toy and to love her as I loved I had loved her.

My cock was as hard as it has ever been; I slowly walked to the bed and pulled the covers off my sleeping beauty lovingly placed my hand on her breasts, bending over to kiss the lips and forced my tongue into her mouth. She started to moan, and kiss back. Breathing hard, I stood up grabbed my engorged cock and put it on her waiting lips. She slowly opened her mouth and before I could react she said “once I grab your hips daddy pound me like you did mommy, make me choke and swallow your cock until you cum. Make me your cocksucker!”

Michelle was not as good at sucking my cock as her mother but then again, she did not have the experience yet. She worked and enjoyed having her young mouth filled tasting the man-meat, keeping the eye contact and trying to take as much as was fucked into her warm wet cock-sucking lips. The experience would come with the more opportunity to practice, after all no one is great naturally.

As I pounded her willing mouth, I wondered about how far I could push my princess cunt. As she was working over my dick inside her glorious mouth, I tweaked her 34 C-cup tits. I rolled her pretty pink nipples stretching them a far as I could and letting them go only to cause the moaning from pleasure and pain run from her throat to my cock and in turn forcing me to pound even harder between her slobbering lips.

I was telling her how good it felt to slam my pubic hair against her nose and my balls swinging into her chin. Once again I wondered if she would be able to handle all the cum building in my scrotum and would it catch her by surprise? Could her willingness overload her talent and desire? Would I cause her reel away from all that was going on in this moment or would she enjoy and become more like her mother? I thought all of these things as well as the football scores, the stock market bulls and bears, whatever it took to keep me from Cuming, as I wanted this to last as long as possible.

When I could no longer think about anything other than cuming, I howled “suck you fucking cocksucker, swallow my nut. Oh, my god görükle escort you are so fucking hot, my little baby. Don’t stop until you get it all bitch!” Then it came. Arrrrrrrrgu, I came and it was as if the sky had gone dark, I saw stars flying toward me and at the same time moving away. My knees turned to rubber and I grabbed her head to steady myself.

When I recovered, Michelle was holding and comforting me, smiling from ear to ear. She said, “My goodness Daddy, I think you enjoyed that as much as I did!” and to my surprise Michelle picked up the phone and ordered “breakfast for two in the master suit, and bring some oysters as well because we will need them.” She was amazing with her complete control as she climbed out of bed turning to kiss me before slipping into the bathroom turning on the shower and singing as her morning began.

She was just finishing in the bathroom when the steward knocked on the door. The steward said, “My name is Inga, and I am your morning steward, we did not have a chance to introduce ourselves yesterday but as we serve you we will each tell you who and what we are here to do to make your voyage aboard “Down on Me II” more pleasurable.” At that moment, Michelle came out of the bathroom and replied to Inga saying, “Thank you so much, but today my father and I will be staying in and fucking all day. If we need anything, we will definitely let you know and hopefully we will see more of you!”

I was aghast at how open Michelle was about our plans and not a second of remorse or shame as to who we were. Father and Daughter incest has always happened only it was done in private without the prying eyes of society because people have this ability to judge others.

As Micelle and I sat eating our breakfast, we talked about last night, her mother, the tapes, the itinerary, as well as the entire crew. I found out that Michelle had flown to Tampa and met the crew, made all the arrangements, chose the menus for every meal, made choices for everything except the weather, after all this was the Gulf of Mexico. The most surprising thing was that she had paid for everything from the special account her mother had sat up for her. I found out that Brenda had the forethought to take care of her baby in every way. Her schooling and enough money to last a lifetime without ever having to ask me for anything, that was a disappointment for me after all I was the one who had made all the money, although Brenda had pushed me to be the very best businessman I could. Therefore, money would never be a problem. In addition, it did not hurt when we struck oil on not one but four of our land deals.

As we finished our fruit cups, Princess stood and dropped her robe, showing her perfect body saying, “If you want to thank me Daddy you can but you know what I want.” During our meal, I made a decision that I would keep to myself for now at least. that would be to play with my baby and tease her by being the slow-handed lover that would take her to the point, then just stop short of taking her over the edge every time until she would be begging for total commitment. I would make her cum but only not the biggest, never to the brink so to speak. When an older man is with a younger woman, he has one thing a younger man does not and that is patience.

As she lay on the bed, I followed her steps, knelt beside her and kissed her tenderly with enough passion to allow her body to warm and start feeling desire for my touch. I lightly placed my hand against the side of her angelic face drawing low moans from her. Tracing down her cheek toward her delicate neck still tracing the long slops of her golden skin kissing everyplace my hand had been running my fingers down lower to her ample breasts cupping each one separately, just brushing across her nipples and tweaking each with a slight pinch to force them to stand at attention. For my reward, she could only exhale with little coos and ahhhs. I smiled while thinking this will teach her to use a “mickey” on dear old dad.

When my mouth rested at her nipples, the salty sweet taste kept me there for a longer time than I had planned. Her pink nipples were beginning to turn a more darkish reddish pink and appeared to strain against her skin to the point of causing discomfort but I stayed kissing, licking, and sucking adding a little twist and pull as well. Her moans became loader and more rapid, yet I stayed. When her hands reached around my head and tried to push me father down, I stopped and went up kissing her lips again. Much to her surprise she was not in control; I was.

When she realized that I was the one pleasing her, and she stopped trying to force me, she would receive more. She was now aware that her daddy was much more than mommy had said. I gave her tits a quick firm slap but not enough to bruise on my way to her inny belly button. Using my expert tongue I traced around the outer rim dipping into the hole as if by accident bursa escort her squirming became uncontrollable and yet I stayed, still lingering, while kissing, smelling and tasting her sweet but salty sweat as the beads began to build giving me full knowledge of her arousal. Then it happened I started to move down again and she must have thought I was moving to her pubic area, I had to chuckle as I skipped down past her “V” and past her knees all the way to her feet.

As I massaged each of those lovely feet I started moving up even slower than I moved down kissing behind each of her calves up to the bend of each knee kissing and tickling each until she began to moan out in open defiance yelling, “Please Please Daddy, you are driving me crazy. I need you NOW!”

I froze and calmly said, “No, you are not getting off that easy Princess.” I went back to the knees and started over. I had never told her, “No” before and it shocked her more than anything I could have done. My eyes had focused on her steamy wet pussy and that touch of a blond landing strip just above that dripping snatch as it opened and closed to the beat of her heart. The outer lips were swollen and not been touched as of yet, when they spread open the inner lips were clutching at air trying to find something to wrap around and pull into the abyss. Slowly I worked my way up her inner thighs tasting and smelling the juices as they splashed around because of her movement. When I reached the v of her thighs I slowly exhaled across her lips and saw them quiver in anticipation. There was just a moment when I thought about skipping back down but her body would not have stood for it.

My lips kissed her cunt lips and there it was. She ejaculated with just one kiss. The floodgates had opened and there was no stopping the creamy sweet cunt juice from gushing out and into my waiting mouth. I had never had a woman cum so much from just my lips touching hers. I had won the battle even if she knew nothing about it.

She had passed out and when she woke, I was lying beside her. I asked her a very simple question, “Are you ready?” she replied, “Daddy, I am yours to do as you wish, without any reservations.”

I went back down to her open legs and started kissing and tonguing her slit and as I did reached up, finding her cobra hood surrounding her protruding clit. Once I found it and lightly touched the magic button, juice started flowing and did not stop. I felt her quiver repeatedly until she said. “No more playing Daddy! Fuck me, make me your cum hungry slut fuck over and over in every hole I have, but first stick your cock into my pussy and fuck me till I pass out and then keep fucking me until you fill it with your cum!”

When I first entered her last night it was for a quick one to end the virgin part of her life I really did not think things would come this far. That all changed when I watched the tape her mom had made for me and I knew that this young woman, my blood, my princess, my daughter would be my long-term lover.

When I entered her still soaking cunt, it was slow and steady, not the rush to get it over with, to make it loving and tender for her enjoyment. Something she would remember for as long as she lived. As I pushed into her little hot fun spot, I looked into her eyes and she back at mine. I felt the love growing stronger between the two of us. A bond, if you will, that can never be broken. With each stroke in and out, over and over she began to understand the love, between and man and a woman and this was the first time she allowed emotions to show, her tears were not of sadness but joy and pleasure of knowing that her first time was with someone that loved her without conditions. She knew what her mother felt after all the questioning and fear she had hidden to please her mother. She felt as if her mother had given her all the information as a cold fact. Now she understood the heart of her loving mother and knew the love her mother had for her and her Daddy.

As I pushed my cock into her tender young pussy, I could not remember the last time a pussy felt this warm and wet, as tight as this was. I knew that I had a special daughter and I could not wait until I had the chance train her to for my total enjoyment. I knew that Brenda had told Michelle that I was a dominate and she had been a submissive slut, but I did not know if Michelle was going to be a submissive for me as well. I knew that if the training were right, she would follow in her mother’s path.

Michelle came so many times that I lost track , but I was working to make sure that she would sleep for a while because if she did not rest soon, her body would give out and I would be back to no sex until she recovered. The monster awakened.

She came one last time screaming out begging for me to fuck her faster and when she came her legs already wrapped around my pulling me in with each stroke of my cock, suddenly started to squeeze me so tight I felt my breath leaving my body. When she finished I started to cum and I pumped hard strong and as fast as I could. When my nut filled her, I was so deep inside her womb, there was no movement from either of us for what seemed like an eternity and we collapsed into each other’s arms and fell asleep.

“Oh, shit! Keep fucking my cunt like this! I’m fucking gonna come.”

It was what welcomed David, as soon as he stepped into the house; he had heard some screaming and yelling even from the yard, but, had not paid any attention to it. Now, however, as the screaming and bed-bouncing had turned crystal clear, his heart sank.

Hesitantly, he climbed the staircase; every time he heard harsh male laughter, or loud female moaning, an urge to jump over the railing overcame him. The door to his mother’s bedroom was half-open and a faint, white light came through the crack. He peeked inside; he wanted to run, yet, he stayed.

He recognized the four guys that were surrounding his mother on the double bed; one of them was behind her, pounding her fast, while the other three were in her face forcing their way into her mouth, while groping and fondling her.

They were all players of the college basketball team—and they all, especially during the first five months of David’s academic career, had bullied him mercilessly. Disgust had swarmed David’s soul, yet, something compelled him to stay, unable to avert his gaze, unwilling to lock himself up in his bedroom until it was all over.

The pounding ensued, another guy moved behind David’s mother and shoved his monstrous cock up her ass; he watched his mom being brutally double-fucked, while moaning in heat enjoying every second of the abuse.

And David felt warmth arise in his southern region, too; he loathed himself for it, but, couldn’t help it. He reached down and gave himself a quick rub over the jeans. He pushed the door slightly more open, allowing himself a better view of the four tall, muscular, black guys having their way with his mother, violating all her holes.

“Wow, hey,” one of them yelled, when he caught a glimpse of David leaning against the doorway. “It’s tiny-dick!”

The rest of the guys turned around and guffawed at the sight of David with one hand inside his jeans.

“Hey, tiny-dick,” Tyron, the star-player, said with a cruel chuckle. “You love watching your mommy getting fucked, huh? We knew you were a fucking little pervert, man!”

“Look at him, man!” Daryl said. “Jerking off to his own mom getting gangfucked!”

“Come on, tiny-dick,” Tyron added. “Come closer, have a better look of your mommy being a little black cock slut. Don’t be afraid; we won’t beat your ass tonight!”

“Damn right!” Malcolm said. “Tonight, we’re taking care of mommy’s ass, tiny-dick!”

David, his face bright-red and his heart palpitating, obeyed and moved closer. His mother looked at him, with faint embarrassment in her gaze, yet, she did not stop sucking Malcolm’s cock.

He stood by the edge of the bed, while the four basketball players continued having their way with Evelyn, pounding her even rougher now, exchanging high-fives, and laughing with each other.

“I think,” Tyron said to David, “I’m going to fill your mommy’s cunt with my sperm, tiny-dick. It’ll do you good to have a black baby brother! Might man you up a little!

“Do you want me to breed you, whore?” He yanked Evelyn’s head up by the hair viciously.

“Yes, master,” she whispered obediently, “breed me, please.”

“You want another son, huh?” He continued, his gaze fixed on David. “A real man of a son, unlike little tiny-dick here?”

“Yes, master, I…” she said, keeping her gaze fixed on Tyron. “I want you to breed me, please.”

“Very well,” Tyron winked at David and pushed his cock deeper in Evelyn.

He let out a few loud moans, while she squirmed and whimpered; suddenly, she gave out a loud scream of intense pleasure, as her legs began trembling.

“Fuck, man!” Daryl laughed. “You made the bitch come and her ass got even tighter!”

“You’re welcome,” Tyron patted him on the shoulder, as he pulled out and climbed off the bed.

Moments later Daryl came, filling Evelyn’s ass up with loads of hot sperm. Then he, too, climbed off the bed.

David took a few steps backwards, bumping on the wall, as the two robust men approached him menacingly.

“What are you so afraid of, tiny-dick?” Tyron chuckled dryly. “I told you, we’re not interested in fucking you up tonight; your mommy has saved you from a lot of pain and humiliation, tiny-dick.”

“Why do you think we haven’t bothered with you the past couple of months, huh?” Daryl added. “Your mommy’s offered her holes to the team to save your worthless little ass,” he shook David by the shoulder.

“Shit, guys,” Malcolm protested, amidst harsh laughter, “you’ve stretched the fucking slut too much! Her cunt almost swallowed down my cock!”

“Never mind,” Jack spoke for the first time, as he slithered under Evelyn’s trembling body, “we’ll stretch the whore together even more!”

Jack shoved his thick cock inside her cunt too; Evelyn’s eyes popped wide open and her jaw dropped. She was heaving, as both guys thrust deep and hard, swaying her body violently, her large, firm breasts hitting her on the jaw with every balls-deep thrust.

“See that, görükle escort tiny-dick?” Tyron grabbed David’s face, forcing him to watch the action. “That’s your mommy, man, getting her wet cunt stretched out by two nigger dicks!

“You like watching, huh?” He punched him lightly on the crotch; David writhed, but, Tyron held him up. “You’re fucking hard, man! Though it’s hard to tell!”

“He’s a fucking little perv, man!” Daryl guffawed. “Getting a hard-on by watching his mom getting gangfucked. You disgust me, you piece of shit,” he slapped, hard, David across the back of his head.

“Don’t hit him, man!” Tyron protested, bursting into cruel laughter. “We promised the slut we won’t hurt tiny-dick, as long as we have full access to her holes.”

“You’re right,” Daryl lowered his gaze, feigning shame. “I’m sorry, tiny-dick,” he said mockingly, patting David’s head, “I’m sorry I hit you. My bad. Friends, right?”

David did not respond; he could not utter a single word. The two guys continued going hard on his mom, spanking her ass and groping her breasts, while plowing her cunt. Tyron still had a tight hold on David’s head, while Daryl described the action as if it was a basketball game on TV.

Both guys came almost at the same time, causing Evelyn to let out a prolonged enraptured moan; they pulled out and cum gushed out of her pussy in a fountain-esque manner.

Now, it was David who was surrounded by the four naked guys, all laughing at him, while pointing at his mother still on all fours on the bed, her face buried in the sheet, and her holes gaped and dripping.

“Go on,” Tyron pushed him toward the bed, “have a better look of mommy! I bet her cunt wasn’t that stretched out, when she gave birth to you, tiny-dick!”

They all burst into cruel laughter, patting each other on the back.

“All right, guys,” Tyron said, as he picked his clothes up from the floor, “it’s time to go. Let’s hit some night-clubs, find some younger sluts to satisfy!”

“Damn right!” The rest agreed and got dressed, whilst still firing insults at both David and Evelyn.

David heard the front door getting slammed; the house was, once more, perfectly silent, except for his mom’s slow, low panting.

“Mom?” He muttered, reluctantly.

“David, I…” she whispered, as she crawled down in the embryonic position.

“Why?” He asked; it was the only thing he could ask, yet, it was the one question he did not wish answered.

“Baby, I…” she sat up, placing her hand on his thigh. “It just… happened,” she finally uttered.

“I don’t get it,” David said, his eyes swelling up. “Why would you…what did…four guys, I…” the words came out of his mouth incoherently and incomprehensibly, as he struggled with his brewing tears.

“I…” she sighed, averted her gaze. “I don’t know what to say, baby,” she concluded, tightening her grip around his thigh.

“Mom, I…” he muttered and looked down utterly bewildered, as her hand softly rose towards his crotch.

“Honey,” she leaned closer to him, her lips brushing up against his ear, “I’m sorry, I didn’t…”

“Did you really enjoy it?” He asked, dazed and confused, when she bit his earlobe tenderly.

“Yes,” she whispered in his ear. “I’m sorry, baby, I…I really loved it.”

“How many times has it happened?” He demanded, trembling.

“A lot,” she admitted, still whispering softly in his ear, with a hint of pride and joy.

“When did it…start?”

“I went to the stadium,” she explained, rubbing his cock over his jeans, “when you came home all bloodied up and with your clothes torn. Demanded explanation from the coach and the players; you had told me it was the basketball team that had beaten you up…remember?

“At first, they laughed at me…said I had to be dumb, if I thought my tiny-dick son wouldn’t get bullied and tormented. Then…” she moaned heavily, planted a long, wet kiss on his neck. “One of them pulled me close to him, kissed me…I…reciprocated. They surrounded me, they…it happened so fast, so…

“I didn’t resist; I liked it. Ten young studs, and one older stud, were having their way with me. They undressed me, kissed me, fondled me, humiliated me verbally…and I loved every single second of it.

“Finally, when they had all fucked me and covered me in cum, they promised they would leave you alone, as long as I continued dropping by a couple of times per week, for…

“And I did. Three, sometimes four, times per week, I’d go to their practice; I’d wait for them in the locker room…they’d take me there, under the shower, or up against the lockers. They were sweaty, dirty…I didn’t care, nor did they. Tonight…

“They just wanted to come over…that’s why I insisted you go out. I didn’t expect you home so early, David…why did you come home so early?…never mind, it’s…all right, I guess.

“At some point, you’d find out, anyway. I just…didn’t want it to happen this way, so…soon? I don’t know what to say.”

“So, karacabey escort you’ve been getting gangbanged by the basketball team all this time? That’s why they’ve stopped bullying me…” he repeated, predominantly to himself, unable to fathom what he had just heard.

“I’m sorry, baby, I…I thought I was helping you, I…my initial intention was simply to make them stop hurting you!”

“It’s alright, mom, it’s…” he groaned, as she slipped her hand inside his jeans, taking his cock in her hand.

“Ha,” she chuckled, warmly and tenderly. “I see your nickname does have a basis.”

“Mom!” He cried and sat rigidly up.

“Don’t worry, baby, it’s alright, it’s…” she kissed him briefly on the lips. “You don’t have to be hung like a horse to satisfy a woman.”

“Mom, I…” he complained, yet, did not get very far with his utterance.

She kissed him, her tongue went deep in his throat. He took her breasts in his hands—feeling a woman’s breasts for the first time in his life. She unbuttoned his jeans and jerked them, and his Mickey Mouse boxers, down. His dick jumped up and she stroked it slow, almost completely engulfing it in her palm.

Reluctantly, he moved his hand down to her gaped pussy; he rubbed her down there with sharp, uncertain movements. His hard member pulsated—she was jerking him off faster—when he felt her wetness and when he slipped one finger inside of her, experiencing the feel of a woman’s parts for the first time.

Evelyn grabbed his arm and moved it around her back, allowing him to continue fingering her, while she lowered her head and took the tip of his cock in her mouth. David let out a long moan, when her tongue swirled around the purple head, her soft, thick lips wrapped around his shaft.

She took his swollen, blue balls in her hand, squeezing them gently; he had inserted three fingers inside of his mother’s vagina with ease. He thrust them in and out, hard, mimicking the way the basketball stars had used her up earlier.

He leaned his head backwards, his eyes shining under the light, as she had taken him all in her mouth, fucking his cock with her mouth. There was no gagging, however, nor choking; she kept him down her throat with ease, her tongue swirling around the base of his shaft.

It didn’t take him long to climax; he shot load after load all over his mother’s face. Afterwards, she sucked his cock clean and raised her head to face him. She offered him a wide smile and David looked at her cum-covered face in disbelief.

“My God,” he muttered, his balls still aching. “You…that was amazing, mom! You really are a slut, aren’t you?”

“It was your first time, wasn’t it?” She asked him, caressing his back.

“No, it wasn’t, I’ve…” he protested, yet, quickly abandoned the effort. “Yes,” he muttered shamefully.

“It’s alright, baby,” she comforted him. “You’re still young, you still…besides, mommy’s always here, you know,” she winked meaningfully.

She kissed him on the lips, again; David did not resist, even though he despised tasting himself on her tongue, or having his sperm being rubbed against his skin.

“You should probably go to sleep, now,” she told him. “It’s getting late and I’m exhausted, too.”

“Yes, mom,” he nodded, disappointed.

“Don’t worry,” she reassured him, as he stepped out of her room, “we have plenty of time. I’ll teach you everything you need to know, I’ll…”

“Good night, mommy,” he whispered, his head hanging low.

He lay on his bed sleeplessly, simply staring at the dark ceiling, his hands crossed behind his head. He still couldn’t fathom what had transpired, he still firmly believed it had all been a dream and come morning he’d feel stupid for having had such a silly wet dream.

* * * * *

Come morning, he descended the stairs confidently, guided to the kitchen by the scent of hot pancakes; at the doorway, however, he froze and his heart fell to the floor.

Evelyn stood by the oven, wearing high heels and a red-white checkered apron, and nothing else. He stared, intensely, at her bare firm ass wiggling as she set the breakfast table.

“How are you feeling today, honey?” She asked him in a soft, sweet voice, as she served him a plate of pancakes, then sat on his lap.

“I’m alright,” he groaned and sat rigidly, as blood rushed down to his southern regions.

“I’d say more than just all right,” she ground her ass against his engorging crotch, her arms tight around his neck.

David remained silent, as his mom’s hand reached inside of his sweatpants; she was jerking him off gently, while he reluctantly raised his arms and let his fingers ran softly across her naked back. She moaned tenderly in his ear, her grip tight around his hardening member; he fought off a climax, desperately trying to think of something, anything, else, as his cock throbbed under his mom’s strong grip.

No matter how hard he tried, it was proven useless; he came quickly and a dark, wet spot instantly mudanya escort appeared on his grey sweatpants.

“You do come quite quick, don’t you, honey?” Evelyn chuckled in his ear, then bit his earlobe. Her lips remained wrapped around his earlobe, sucking gently; her hand still around his softening dick, trying to stroke some life back into it.

David remained rigid, embarrassed for yet again losing it so fast, unable to enjoy his mother’s kisses on his neck, her rubbing his balls.

“Honey,” she whispered comfortingly in his ear, “don’t fret over it. It’s okay, it happens to everyone.”

“Did it ever happen to the…” he stopped abruptly; he could not physically finish that sentence.

“No,” Evelyn admitted, lowering her gaze. “They’ve never…they always go strong for hours. But, that’s a whole different point, honey. They’re…different, that’s all.”

“Better, you meant to say,” David barked.

“Maybe,” she said, more agitated.

“Is that why you divorced dad?” He demanded.

Evelyn climbed off of him and took a seat across the small, wooden table.

“No,” she said emphatically. “It was your dad, who cheated on me with a younger girl; I just…I told you how it all began. I hadn’t even thought about it before…”

“It’s okay,” he was quick to apologize, “I’m not judging; I just asked. Curiosity.”

“Oh, honey,” she burst into warm laughter, “when will you ever grow a pair?”

“I’m sorry?” He arched his eyebrows, taken aback.

“You always back down at the first sign of confrontation; that’s why you’ve always been bullied, honey…maybe, it’s your dad’s fault. He never taught you how to fight, how to stand up for yourself.

“You won’t go far in life, if you remain so timid, honey.”

“I’m not timid!” He protested, albeit faintly.

“Oh, really?” She chuckled. “Then, why didn’t you confront the guys last night? Most sons would have thrown a fit, had they seen their mom getting gangfucked. They’d have gotten themselves into a fight, even one where all odds were against them. They’d have stood up for themselves, for their family, for…what they believe in.

“You simply stood there, watched. Even when Tyron and the others harassed you, you just…took it. Why?”

“They were four, mom,” he said, in a trembling voice. “What would I gain by getting my ass beaten?”

“So, instead of risking a confrontation, you just…watched? No protesting, no yelling, nothing; just standing there, jerking off. Look, honey,” she suddenly mellowed her voice down, “I’m not judging you, okay? I’m only saying this, because I love you and I’m trying to help you.

“It’s not out of spite I’m telling you this; besides, I’d have hated it, if you had ended last night prematurely. I was enjoying myself, immensely. I’m just…trying to help, that’s all.”

“Okay,” he muttered, staring at his insofar untouched plate.

“Oh, honey,” she sighed heavily and rushed to give him a tight, warm embrace.

* * * * *

“Damn it,” David exasperated, as he was shot from behind. He removed his headset and stared at his computer screen whereon GAME OVER stood in a bloody font. He leaned back on his chair, patiently waiting for the countdown to finish, so he could try again.

Loud noises then reached his ears, from downstairs; thunderous voices, heavy footsteps, croaked laughter. He could not discern the words, several people talking all at once, yet…his heart instantly began beating fast in his chest, he could feel his blood being pumped rapidly through his brain, his neck throbbed…

He opened the door to his room, slightly, and simply stood there.

“Yo, slut, get me a beer, will ya?” Someone said laughingly.

“Yeah, get us all some beer, damn it! We’re thirsty!”

“As you wish,” he discerned his mother’s voice amid the crowd, low and timid.

Immediately, he recalled what she had told him earlier; he clenched his sweaty fist, yet, instantly felt ridiculous for even doing that. He couldn’t walk downstairs with threat in his eyes; at best, they’d laugh at him.

I need to act, he told himself scornfully, I have to do something; anything, damn it, I can’t just stay here, again, to watch and…yet, the image he had encountered the previous night was still strongly imprinted in his memory, returning vividly to his mind and causing him to feel excitement and…thinking of his mother getting roughly banged on her bed by four basketball players that once made his life a living hell got him harder and more excited than whatever porn he had watched during his lonesome nights.

“Ah, lovely!” He recognized Tyron’s harsh voice, “exactly what a man needs after a hard day’s work; a cold beer and a used-up cunt…fuck! That’s not cold, bitch!”

A hard slap echoed within the house and David truly believed his heart would explode into a million pieces; he hurried to the top of the staircase, but, froze. He was drenched in sweat, his hands shaking uncontrollably, and yet, he could not storm down to the living room and confront Tyron and his gang…grow a pair, he scolded himself, even if it means getting your ass handed to you, go down there and stand up for yourself and your home, you damn…pussy, he drew a deep breath, his legs unwilling to cooperate with his brain, adamantly refusing to move even an inch.

(David has a just had a mini-orgy with Vanessa of the large chest, his sister Vickie, and his apparent true-love, Michele. Vanessa’s mom seems to have watched from outside the house…)

It’s now about two in the morning, and exhaustion sets in. I mean, I have done some real good, hard fucking in the last few hours and I’m done. We all try and get on the king sized-bed, but it just won’t hold four people comfortably. Michele opts to sleep on the love-seat in Vanessa’s room. I try and protest but she insists it’s fine, and Vanessa won’t let go of me anyway.

I end up spooning Vanessa, while my sister spoons me.

We drift off to sleep…

I’m awakened by a hot sensation between my legs. It’s daylight outside and I have a hard-on, of course. Lifting the sheets I see Vanessa sucking my cock. Insatiable, this woman is.

Michele is getting her things together, but she comes over and kisses me softly. She appears concerned about morning breath. She’s too sweet! She dangles a boob in my face for me to lick… I oblige.

“I gotta go,” she whispers.

I make a sad face, and I just mouth the words “I love you” and point to her.

She nods her head and mouths back “Me, too,” as she heads out the door.

Vickie is still passed out.

Vanessa climbs up onto me and positions herself on my cock, wriggling around on my hard unit, it slips up into her hairy cunt. She leans forward, her hands by my head as she just slides back and forth on my pelvis, my cock way up inside her puss.

Of course, her massive tits are swinging against my chest. I watch for a few moments, but can’t resist and grab them and squeeze them. She leans forward so I can suck them. Damn, she has the biggest and hardest nipples on record.

Vanessa’s bedroom door opens, I figure Michele has forgotten something.

But Mrs. A walks into the room. As I’m fucking her daughter and sucking her daughter’s tits. Vanessa, trying to be rebellious or something, doesn’t even cover up. In fact she sits up straight on my cock and arches her back slightly, extending her tits.

“Good morning, David… girls…” says Mrs. A. Vickie stirs and tries to open her eyes.

“Good morning, Mrs. A,” I respond. What the hell else am I supposed to do?

“Hi Mom!” says Vanessa, beaming brightly at her mother. She rises up slightly and comes back down, she’s fucking me again. And talking to her mom.

“Dear,” says Mrs. A. “Your dad is bringing your brother in about 20 minutes. You two…” she indicates me and my sister… “need to be gone…”

“Ok, Mom.”

Vanessa goes back to her hands postion and starts fucking me hard and fast.

“Um… Vickie… can you… get our stuff… together…” I manage, as I’m getting jumped on by this tigress.

“Come on, David! Cum… I’ve got to clean my room…”

“Oh,” says Mrs. A. “I’ll help you… just finish up now…”

She stands there on the side of the bed while her daughter fucks my raging cock. But I’m just lying there, stunned.

“Oh for heaven’s sake, David.” Mrs. A seems put out. “Suck her boobs or something so you can go.”

Mrs. A reaches down and grabs her daughter’s left tit, and pushes it towards my mouth. I suck, hard, suck more, all the while staring into Mrs. A’s eyes.

“Come on Vanessa, Fuck him more!” she cries out. “Fuck his cock! Oh I could have finished him by now with my little finger…”

“Mom!”

Mrs. A slaps her daughters ample ass. “Faster… faster…”

Vickie, my sister, had gotten up to get our clothes, but she sank back down on the love seat and masturbated furiously, watching us.

Mrs. A keeps spanking Vanessa’s ass. I reach for Mrs. A but can only graze her butt cheek a little bit as she’s just out of easy reach.

I can’t take it anymore, Vickie’s over there repeating “fuck… fuck…” over and over. Mrs. A still has one hand on her daughter’s boob and slapping her ass with the other. My cock is being assaulted by Vanessa’s tight pussy…

I throw my head back and SPLOOOSH! into her pussy. Sploosh, more… and more… Vanessa cums, too… her cunt contracting on my cock in waves of pleasure.

“Hurry up!” Mrs. A pushes Vanessa off. She stares at my cum-covered cock.

Vanessa is rather pissy… I sense that this is not a good time to shove my wet cock in Mrs. A’s face.

Vickie and I hurriedly dress and skeet out of there.

On the 10 minute drive home, Vickie and I rehash the previous events…

“So…” she says… “How was your night?” We both laugh. “You and Michele seem to be getting along famously… should I be jealous?”

“Yes, you should. How about that Mrs. A, huh?” I ask.

“Yeah, there is something seriously going on between those two. I don’t know what it is, doesn’t seem good, though.”

“Lots of anger and resentment… jealousy maybe?” I ponder.

“Could be… what did you say to her last night?”

“She was pissed, threatened to call the cops. I told her to watch from outside, something interesting will probably happen. Sure enough, interesting things DID happen!”

“No, you didn’t! Did she see? Was she bursa escort out there?”

“I could see a cigarette ember in the glass. So, yeah, she watched everything.”

“Holy shit…” Vickie was speechless. That doesn’t happen often.

“So, dear sister, what happened to you at the party?”

“Well… first I heard about how you stuck up for my honor. That is so sweet, David..”

“It wasn’t your honor, I was pissed that a guy was touching you…”

“Oh…”

Awkward silence.

“David,” she began, but I cut her off.

“Vickie… I love you. Really and Truly. But I also see that… what we have is special…”

“Yes David, it is. Very special to me.”

“Right. And I want to keep doing what we’re doing. But both of us will have… others… and I need to try and somehow come to grips with that.”

“I know what you mean. I do. It wasn’t easy for me to see you fucking the shit of Vanessa at first. Twice. But at the same time, it was great fun and she was having a blast.”

“Yeah… Oh! Tomorrow. I’m going to be staying home sick. Mrs. A and I have an appointment.”

“WHAT?”

“Yeah, I told her to watch, you know, and if she was interested I could come back by myself on Monday. Just now, she winked and nodded to me. I’m taking that as a sign that she’s interested.”

“Holy shit… I don’t know if that’s such a good idea now, David… I mean, her and Vanessa… that seems explosive, ya know?”

“Yeah I was thinking that, too… but you avoided my earlier question, what did you do at the frat house?”

“You really want to know? I don’t think you’ll like it so much…”

“Go ahead. You can try and make me feel better later.”

“I will anyways, dummy! Okay, so that guy I went with, Christian, we uh… we fucked…”

“Ouch, my heart!” I cried out but also laughed a little.

“And in the middle of it, Tiny came in.”

“That fucker, I will kill him!” Then I made a face to show I wasn’t being serious. “Continue…”

“Well… he’s always had a thing for me. He’s really nice…he has a heart of gold…”

“Tiny?”

“Yeah. So Christian is fucking me and Tiny is watching, stroking himself. I tell Christian to cum on my face. He does, followed by Tiny…”

“So, two guys came on your face…”

“Yep…”

“And?”

“And… it was AWESOME!”

“I bet it was… hey WAIT a minute! I kissed you last night!”

“Yes you did. You must be a fag or something because their cum was still on me somewhere…”

I punched her arm, kinda hard.

“Ow! Asshole!”

“Bitch!” We made it home without further incident.

Mom was a little pissy with us when we got home. Giving us chores to do, telling us how lucky we are to have a mom like her, all the things she does for us, etc. We felt kinda bad and jumped at all the work and didn’t give her any lip. She wanted a pity party but we gave her no more ammo. She seemed somewhat placated.

Later that night, as my sister and I were fucking, we talked more about Mrs. A.

“I still don’t think you should… oooh… go…”

“You’re just a jealous bitch who wants all my cum,” I replied.

“That’s… ungh… true… (pant pant pant) but… I still think… (pant pant pant) it will cause trouble.”

“Trouble is my… stop clenching or I’ll cum right now.. middle… name…”

“How was… (panting) did you like… fucking Vanessa’s ass?”

“I liked it… (panting)… was cool… next time… (panting)… you and me… your ass…”

“I want you (panting) to do that…”

“I said…(panting) stop clenching… oh, are you there now?… oh shit… oh shit… ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…”

“mmmmmmmmm… David… yesssssssss… holy shit…”

– – –

“Yeah, Mom. Kind of a migraine, I guess.”

“Well, I’ll come home for lunch and make you something nice…”

“Mom.. I’m not hungry…”

“We’ll see. Take care, sweetie… love you!”

Huh? Mom never says “Love you”. She has never been demonstrative like that. Whatever. Now my day with Mrs. A has a time limit on it. Fuck.

I wait about 15 minutes after Mom and Vickie leave. Vick was pretending to be mad at me because we had no playtime this morning. I told her I was saving it for Mrs. A. She told me she was going to blow 5 guys in the bathroom today. She may not be kidding. You never know… Vanessa comes by and picks up Vickie and they go to classes.

I saunter up to Mrs. A’s door, feeling pretty cool.

She answers the door wearing a woman’s business suit. I thought she was calling in sick today.

“What do you want?” she asks sharply. “I’m running late.”

“Mrs. A… I told you I was coming over today…”

“I don’t want you seeing my daughter any more. You’re a sick pervert. I saw what you did and it almost made me sick. Slapping my daughter around, you should be in jail somewhere…”

What the fuck is she talking about? She loved it, I know she did! She came and helped her daughter fuck me the next morning! There’s no way… Ohhhhhhhhhhh. Realization hit me. Deep down, bursa escort bayan she wants to be a slut, but her thinking brain won’t allow her to cross the line. But if someone drags her over the line, then it isn’t her fault…

“… furthermore, your sister is a total slut and I’m going to tell your mom that you two were naked and probably fucking…”

“Mrs. A…” I say quietly.

“… and she will probably throw you out of the house…”

“Mrs A!” I say rather sternly. That gets her to stop.

“Do you have any orange juice?”

“What? Uh… yeah… I’ll get some…” Moms need to be good hosts…

I put my foot in the door and follow her to the kitchen.

“What do you want?” she asks quietly.

“Glass of orange juice, please.” She gets a glass, finds the carton, fills it very full. She hands it to me.

“Thank you, Mrs. A.” I take a good couple swallows. I had no breakfast and I’m going to need my strength.

“Mmm-hmmm. Nice and cold. No pulp.”

She looks at me like, what the fuck?

“I’m going to be late…”

Holding the glass tight, I throw the orange juice in her face. She screams loudly as the cold juice hits her hair, her blazer, her blouse, and drips off her nose and chin.

Standing there with an incredulous look, Mrs. A can only manage to blurt out “What the… are you serious… why did…”

“Awww, you got all messed up! I guess you’re going to be real late this morning, Mrs. A…”

Vickie and I talked quite a bit about this last night, how to handle Mrs. A if she’s confrontational. We thought that with her tough attitude, we would have to fight fire with fire. So I brought lots of fire with me. Vickie is… amazing. I need to remember not to piss her off as she comes up with some diabolical plans!

I stepped up to her and yanked her blouse apart, sending buttons flying. Her black bra barely contained her enormous tits. Then I yanked down her blazer behind her so that it was wadded up around her wrists. I kicked a chair away from the kitchen table, and roughly pushed her face down onto the table so she’s bent over the table with her high heels still on the ground.

I yank up on her blazer, now her arms are pinned uncomfortably behind her back.

Her luscious ass is so inviting…

“What are you doing?”

“Mrs. A…”

“No, what are you doing?”

Spank! on the left ass cheek

“Hey!! No!!”

Spank! on the right cheek

“Owww! that hurts”

Spank! on the right again

“David!… David!”

Spank! on the right again

“Mrs. A!”

Spank! on both cheeks. Spank Spank Spank!

“Owww! What!!!?”

“Mrs. A… next time I come to see you…”

Spank! right on her butthole.

“Oww… yes?”

“You will not be wearing work clothes…”

Spank! on her asshole again.

“Unnngh.. okay…”

“And you will not…”

Spank!

“AAaaHH! not what!!”

“Not give me any attitude!”

Spank! Spank Spank! Spank! Spank!

My hand is fucking hot. it stings a bit. I can only imagine how her ass feels right now.

“David… I’m sorry…(little sob)… I won’t… I didn’t want you to think (sniff) that I was easy like my slut daughter… (sniff)… who is very easy…”

“I’m sorry too. I’m sorry it had to come to this. I hope you learned your lesson.”

“I have, David, I have…”

She squirms, trying to look back at me.

“Good. Well I’m going to school now…”

“What!!” she screams. “No! David! You can’t!”

She tries to get up, but I force her back down on the table and spank her some more.

Spank spank spank spank SPANK!

“Are you telling me what to do, Mrs. A?”

“Well, I didn’t mean to I was just…”

SPANK!

“Damn right you didn’t mean to.”

Spank!

She’s quivering now, afraid to speak.

“If you would like something, you may ask me nicely. I will consider your request with care.”

She stops her sobbing after a little while.

“David… please, sir… Would you please…”

I gently rub and massage her ass… “Yes, Mrs. A?”

“Would you please have your way with me? Whatever you want to do… please David…”

It worked. It fucking worked. Vickie is a genius. But then again, she is a chick so it’s like I’ve got a spy in their camp…

I undo her skirt, slip it over her ass, and drop it to the floor. Mrs. A steps out of it. I expected panty hose, but instead it’s real stockings… with garter belts and no panties. Her ass shows red slap marks all over it.

“Mrs. A! This is very nice…”

“Please David… uh, sir… may I speak?”

“Yes Mrs. A. Feel free.”

“Please call me Sandra…”

“No Mrs. A. That would show a lack of respect to you. And I do respect you.”

“Well… I do have to call into work. I really did chicken out this morning…”

I dialed the numbers as she instructed and held the phone to her face.

“Hi Margie, Sandra… yeah… well not so good… oh it’s some kind of (gasp!) bug…” I slipped a finger inside her twat… “Yeah… bursa escort kız it’s (gasp!) bothering me quite a bit… no… shit!” I slipped two and then three fingers in there… “I gotta go Margie… sorry… bye…”

“Anyone else you want to call?” She smiles at me and shakes her head.

I withdraw my fingers and set my hand in front of her face.

“Smell that?”

“Yes, David… I’ve been wet since I woke up today…”

I slip my juicy fingers into her mouth, she greedily sucks them. I go back and get more, then feed her more of her own pussy juice.

“Mmmm… tasty… thank you, sir…”

“Mrs A. When were you last licked?”

“Oh… years… my husband tried it, twice, and didn’t like it… 15 years maybe? Bastard. That’s one of the reasons why he’s gone…”

I slowly kissed and massaged her red ass cheeks, they were still warm to the touch from all the blood flowing to them from the spanking earlier. I rim her asshole… nice and clean of course. Mrs. A would only bring me a clean one, I’m sure of it.

Getting some pussy juice on my fingers, I slather it around her tight hole… and gently slide my index finger into her…

“When were you last fucked, Mrs. A?”

“By another person? Couple years, maybe three… But my vibrator gets me every night.”

With my right hand still probing her asshole, I move my face into her cunt region. I sniff around… and start licking lightly on her exposed lips. The dense jungle, though, must be dealt with.

“Tell me what you masturbate to.”

“Um…”

“Tell me, no judgments.”

“I’d rather not…”

I immediately stood up and spanked her ass, hard, SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK

“Oww Oww OWwwww!!!” she cried. She tried to get off the table but I pushed her down again and spanked her some more all over her ass. Had to be 15-20 times… I lost track.

Mrs. A was crying under my relentless attack. I’m at the edge here, I may have gone too far. I kind of feel bad for her, maybe I’m not a ‘boss’ like I’m pretending to be.

“You were doing so well, Mrs. A. But then you upset me. Let’s not have any more defiance, ok?”

In between sobs I get a “Sorry David… sir” and I go back to licking her pussy. Her ass is so hot I can feel the heat radiating off her cheeks. Her sobs are quickly replaced by quickened breathing… and quiet little ‘mmmm’s every now and then.

“Better, right Mrs. A?”

“mmmmm yes… much better…”

My tongue enters deep into her love canal, her secretions are thick and heavy and driving me fucking wild. Patience, David… this is about her…

I lick her for a solid 2 minutes… my face buried in her upended ass-cunt as it sticks up from the table.

“So you were saying, about when you masturbate… I’d really like to hear it…”

“Well, whenever I see Richard Gere I have to do it. He loves fucking me… ooooohh… he licks me like you’re doing now…”

“He’s gay, I think. Anybody else?”

“Pierce Brosnan… he fucks me a lot… always after his show he fucks me good and hard… He’s in love with me…”

“Anybody not famous?” In addition to my finger still in her ass, my other hand is manipulating her clit as I continue to lick her hairy cunt. It is fucking hairy. I’m going to have to get her to an electrolysis place or something…

“mmmm… jesus… there’s Mr. Reynolds, at the office… he’s married though, but mmmmmm… yes… David… yes…”

“… And?…”

“Mmmmm… well of course there’s you. mmmmm…. mmmmmmmm… Since that day you cut the grass, there’s been nobody else.”

“Careful now… you don’t want to lie…”

“Oh oh… sorry… after halloween… mmmmmmm Jesus… and I saw you all… mmmmm… I had visions of all of you fucking and sucking me… cum all over me…”

“mmmmm Keep going… tell me about your slutty thoughts…” I was really eating her out now. Her creamy pussy was flowing… “Tell me about the girls…”

“oh… well…. mmmmmmm… Well Michele is so pretty… mmmmm… I imagine her face at my pussy, looking up at me from my cunt with those pretty eyes… And your sister… I imagine Victoria fucking me hard with a strap-on and dominating me…”

I sped up my pace of squeezing and probing.

“… go on…”

“David… Do I have to?” I stopped and put both hands on her ass cheeks and squeezed hard.

“Ok… Ok…”

I stood up and yanked off my shoes and socks, threw off my shirt, and shucked my jeans and shorts. My raging cock was a seven inch long stick of thick granite… with a juicy center, of course. My pre-cum was oozing out, and had been for some time.

I stand behind Mrs. A, my cock leaning against her cunt lips. They are trying to grab me and pull me in.

“Go on…” I wait patiently, not moving a muscle.

“I also think about… I think about… oh god i can’t say this… “

I press my cock about an inch into her. Jesus that feels so good… I want to press deeper and fuck the shit out of this woman. She moans sweetly at my cock’s partial entrance…

“Go on…”

“David… don’t make me say it…”

“I’m going to call Margie back and see if she’s busy… Is she hot?”

“David… haha!… please David…”

“Say it…”

“Vanessa.”

I sink my cock in fully up to the hilt. Mrs. A raises up a little but her arms are still entangled in her blazer. She can’t move.

This is a work of pure fiction and is born out of my fantasies involving my neighbour’s daughter + fantasies I have acted out with my mother in law + some hot stories on involving step father’s and step daughter’s. I have written this in the first person because it is simply my fantasy.

I met Hilda when I changed my job. She worked on the desk next to mine in the office and we soon hit it off. Both of us had been divorced in the past few years, so we had plenty of notes on partners to exchange + we liked to chat about the same things. Whilst most of the women wanted to talk about the latest soap opera plots, Hilda actually enjoyed sport and therefore she preferred to talk to me about that than join in with most of the other women in the office.

Our relationship grew stronger and we met up one evening just for a “friendly drink”.

Hilda is a few years older than me at 50 and is slightly on the “heavy” side but by the end of the evening I found myself having carnal thoughts about her. The fact that she was forever leaning over to get something from her handbag affording me a good look down her blouse to her cleavage certainly had me turned on. That night alone in bed I couldn’t get her big beautiful body out of my mind and I had a lovely wank just thinking about her.

That is when the flirting started, which got more serious until one night Hilda insisted coming back to my place for coffee which naturally ended up with both of us in bed and I got to sample the delights of her wonderful body.

We therefore became a couple and started to see a lot more of each other.

At this point I started to visit Hilda’s home and therefore met her 2 daughter’s Samantha who was 21 at the time and Mandy who was 18. Both of the girls accepted me and we all got on really well. At that point I didn’t see the girls often as they were always out, either at work or out with their friends in the evening.

Anyway our relationship blossomed and Hilda and I decided to get married, after which I moved into her house.

Mandy started flirting with me virtually straight away. The first sign of this was that she would often come down for breakfast without putting a dressing gown on. She wore tight shorts and a vest top in bed and would flaunt herself around the kitchen. It was impossible not to notice her young pert breasts and firm arse. Her shorts also had a tendency to ride up into her pussy lips giving me a nice outline of what lie between Mandy’s long shapely legs. Hilda would send her back to her bedroom “to put some clothes on” but I really enjoyed the show every time it happened.

Every morning the house seemed hectic as all 4 of us had to get ready for work, so Hilda would go into the bathroom first and then ask the girls who wanted to go next and inevitably Mandy would say “Let Sammy go next then I’ll nip in for a shower before John.”

I had only been living there about a week when this first happened and I went into the bathroom and closed and locked the door. Then as I turned I noticed a small black thong lying on the bathroom floor. The underwear obviously belonged to Mandy and my cock twitched bursa üniversiteli escort just thinking about her lovely young cunt and arse being hugged by this small ribbon of material. I picked the thong up and couldn’t help but examine the gusset, which was wet, not with water but obviously with love juice. It smelt heavenly and lifted it to my face to firstly smell then taste my step daughter.

After jerking myself off, I felt terribly guilty and put the thong in the linen basket and tried to forget about it. However Mandy continued to flirt and to leave me panties of all sizes, shapes and colours on the bathroom floor.

I therefore started to become obsessed with her and even though Hilda is 32 years older and probably 70lbs heavier than her daughter, when we had sex I often used to imagine her as Mandy and therefore shoot my load pretending to fill my step-daughter’s cunt.

After a couple of months of this, some of Mandy’s antics got more outrageous. One night she was getting ready to go out with her friends, Hilda had nipped to the supermarket, and I was in the lounge watching TV. Mandy came into the lounge, wearing a thin cotton dressing gown and holding a necklace.

“I can’t put this on John, can you help me please?” she said.

I stood up and she handed me the necklace and then she went over and stood in front of a full length mirror which hung in an alcove. I walked up behind her in order to fasten the necklace around her neck. Just as I put it around her neck, she flipped open the dressing gown to reveal that she wasn’t wearing anything at all underneath. From behind her looking into the mirror I could see her wonderful firm tits and her luscious erect nipples, as well as her sexy bald pussy. She had a huge smile on her face and she pressed her arse against me, blew me a kiss in the mirror and proceeded to walk away.

I felt like chasing after her, forcing her down on the sofa and fucking her brains out, but I heard the car in the drive and knew that Hilda was home.

As things were so obvious now, I decided to play along and the next day I feigned illness and stayed home. When everyone else had left I went into Mandy’s bedroom and pleasured myself in her knickers and in her bed. By the end of the day I had stained 3 pairs of her panties and soaked her sheet with my cum.

The next day there were no panties on the floor of the bathroom however and I took fright that Mandy had just been playing games and she was now horrified that a middle aged man married to her Mum had been wanking in her bedroom.

However when I put my suit jacket on I found an envelope in the inside pocket which simply said “Daddy dearest” on the front. I decided to open it at work, but my stomach was in knots all the way there.

What if she was going to expose me?

At work I went straight to the toilets and locked myself in a cubicle and opened the envelope. Inside was a photo printed on a desktop printer. It was of Mandy licking a pair of her own knickers, a pair that I recognised from the day before because I had filled them with my spunk. There escort bayan was also a note which said;

“Oh Daddy you are naughty making your little girl’s bed and panties wet like that, I spent most of this night just licking your lovely cum off my bed sheet and out of my panties (see photo). But what I really want is just to swallow loads of it fresh from your hot thick hard dick. Tonight I just rubbed my face it in first and pretended you had just cum all over my face, Mmmm lovely can’t wait. Hope you enjoy your wank looking at my photo, love you loads, your sweet innocent little girl Mandy.”

In the photo Mandy was side on and the whole of her top half was in view as she licked the knickers in her hand, so now I had a photo of her lovely young tits and as I held that in one hand I wanked myself stupid with the other.

That night at home the sexual tension between the two of us was really hot, but with Hilda about there was no way anything would happen.

The next morning on the bathroom floor I found a pair of purple lacy panties, very wet from Mandy’s cum plus a note that simply said “Enjoy and tomorrow I am having the day off work.”

The next morning as Hilda got up ready for work, I feigned sickness again and told her that I would ring work and tell them I couldn’t go in.

Samantha left at 8.00am and Hilda at 8.15.

I went upstairs and stood outside Mandy’s door, my cock as stiff as a tent pole. I listened, was she still asleep? But then I heard some soft moans and realised she wasn’t. I opened the door and walked in. My 18 year old step daughter was lying on her bed stark naked. Her right hand was between her legs whilst her left fondled her own breasts. Her eyes were tightly shut as she squirmed about on the bed.

“Oh Daddy darling, lick my pussy, lick me Daddy, please.”

I watched as she continued to masturbate in front of me.

“Lick my clitty, Mmmmmmm that’s right, get your tongue right in Daddy.”

I wrapped my hand around my throbbing cock and started to slowly play with myself. My pre-cum was oozing out of me and I lubricated my bell end and shaft with it.

“Oh Daddy come up and lick your little girl’s titties, please and finger fuck me at the same time.”

Mandy’s arse was lifting off the bed as her fingers were thrusting in and out of herself and she was pinching her own nipples hard between thumb and forefinger.

“Oh Daddy yes….. more, yes, yes, make your little girl squirt.”

I watched as Mandy brought herself off, her cum spurting from her pussy in a jet as she reached her orgasm.

“Yes Daddy yes,” she screamed.

I knew I couldn’t hold myself back and I stepped forward.

Mandy opened her eyes as my cock descended towards her face. Her eyes were bright and excited and she opened her mouth and welcomed me in. She squeezed my balls with her right hand and just gave me a couple of sucks and a couple of licks and I exploded in her mouth and over her face.

My thick white cum covered her nose and eyes and dribbled from her lips onto her chin. I grunted as the spasms in my body came to escort bursa an end and Mandy took me from her mouth.

“Nice?” she said.

She still held me and her tongue coated in cum came out of her mouth and she licked my now rapidly deflating cock from tip to base.

“That was fuckin’ awesome Mandy.”

“Was I a good girl for Daddy?”

Just her turn of phrase had my cock twitching again.

“Mmmm you’re a naughty girl, but Daddy likes his little girl to be a bit of a bitch.”

“Well I’m Daddy’s little whore now, ready and willing to do anything Daddy wants.”

She licked me again and again and it wasn’t long until the blood had flowed back into my cock. As I grew in her hand she ohhed and ahhed until once more I was rock hard.

“Well is Daddy going to fuck his little girl today or shall we just have some more oral first?”

I wanted to fuck her desperately but then realised that perhaps the question was veering me away from that to start with.

“Are you still a virgin Mandy?” I asked.

“Well I’ve never had a prick inside me Daddy dear, plenty of fingers though, but I would like yours.”

“Well perhaps soon, first let me taste that sweet little cunt of yours,” I said.

I went down on Mandy running my tongue over her lovely flat stomach down to her groin which had been wonderfully waxed and was completely devoid of any hair. I pressed my tongue against her labia and wormed my way into her cunt. She held my head and thrust against me as I found her clit with my tongue. She gyrated her hips as I stimulated her and was soon gasping, panting and yelling.

“Oh yes Daddy, more yes, Oh John that is fucking wonderful, make me cum pleaseeeee…”

Her pussy got wetter and wetter until she finally squirted her hot juice into my mouth. I didn’t move, just drank her cum and continued to lap away at her cunt.

As I moved up the bed again, she reached over to her bedside cabinet. I covered her stomach and tits with kisses and as I came up to her lips, she broke away.

“Put this on John please.”

Mandy handed me a condom and I fitted it over my aching cock.

We then started to kiss as I lay on top of her and as those kisses became more passionate, I thrust into her, breaking past her hymen and deep into her vagina.

She moaned, bucked her hips and then relaxed as I fucked her as hard and as long as I possibly could. The feel of her hot young body under me was sensational and her juice flowed freely from her cunt as I screwed her.

Eventually I reached my climax and filled the condom with my spunk and collapsed on top of her.

We lay there quiet for a few moments, both of us breathless until she said,

“I wonder what Mum will say if she ever finds out about this.”

I looked at and said “Well hopefully she won’t, you don’t plan on telling her do you?”

“Well no but how I am going to keep my hands off you, especially when I get really frustrated.”

I didn’t reply and then Mandy said

“Well I suppose you’ll have to make sure that I don’t get too desperate and keep me completely sexually satisfied, then I won’t try and get my hands on your cock whilst we are all watching the TV.”

“That’s fine by me,” I said.

“Good because I’m going down for a coffee and then I want you to fuck me on the sofa and then in the shower and at least one more time in my bed before Mum comes home.”

TO BE CONTINUED………….

When my Mom married Jim I was eight years old, and Jim’s daughter, Denise, was eleven. Even at eight I took knew that this girl would grow up to be an unbelievable babe. Her father died two years after he married my Mom and she found herself all sort of hobbies to ease the pain.

Shortly afterward she found modeling; it was the one thing she got obsessed with. She would model for herself in her room for hours on end. I found karate and studied that all the way through till high school. Denise did in fact grow to be gorgeous beyond belief. I spent most of my early teens spanking it to images of her. By that time I had found her portfolio of all the pictures she had taken of herself over the years, and found myself plenty of bikini and underwear modeling shots.

Denise and I were close, but not close like a brother and sister would be close. More like good friends, and it was that reason that allowed me to masturbate to her pictures.

Denise got her big break in the second semester of her senior year in high school. She got picked up by a talent agent for Guess, and The Gap, and in no time she was packed up and living in L.A. She became successful too, my Mom would cry when Denise’s commercials come on or one of her ads appeared in Cosmo.

As the years pasted without a visit from Denise, my young teen aged obsession moved on to other things, namely Britney Spears and Eliza Dushku. Anyway I had just graduated when my Mom received a letter saying that Denise was going to come home to visit for the summertime. She was coming the day after my eighteenth birthday.

Needless to say my Mom was excited, but I really didn’t care. I mean the only time I saw her had been on a billboard or a commercial the last three years. Why the hell was she even bothering to come home?

The day she was coming, I woke early to start to look for a summer job before I began college the following spring. I wasn’t going to go to school during the Fall semester because frankly I’d spent the last 12 years running going to school and to me that earned a bit of a break. So I was taking an extra semester off.

Anyway I was browsing through some retail positions when my Mom walked into the room all dressed up, jiggling her car keys. “Hey Matt, are you coming with me to pick up Denise?” She asked.

I half-glanced up from my paper. “Nope.” I said simply.

“You don’t want to see your sister?” Mom asked. “I bet she has a birthday gift for you.”

“Don’t care.” I said.

“You don’t need to be an asshole Matthew. You better start acting nice, she is your sister.” Mom told me.

“She’s my step-sister and why should I care? She hasn’t so much as called in three years.” I asked.

“She’s been busy with her career. You should be happy that your sister has managed to be so successful.” Mom said.

I looked up. “I’ll be sure to congratulate her on being pretty.”

“You know what? You’d better watch your mouth I don’t want you being pissed at her for just because you’re jealous.” My mom stomped out of the room before I could reply.

They didn’t get home until well after dark that night. I figured they went shopping or to a movie and dinner or something. I was getting ready for bed when I heard them come in and I figured that if I at least pretended to be asleep I could avoid my sister until the morning.

No such luck, though. I heard her footsteps come running up the stairs before I finished brushing my teeth. I stepped into the hallway as she reached the top with a huge grin on her face. She never slowed down her pace though as she ran at me. I spun to run to my room but she tackled me with all her might knocking me down to the floor and landed on top of my back.

“HI, Matt!” She cheered, rubbing my head. “Hey you let you hair get long. You going for a rock star look these days?”

I groaned, “Get off me Denise.”

“Oh, what happened to Mr. Karate expert?” Denise teased.

“You going to start giving me shit the second you get home?” I asked from the floor.

“What’s up your ass?”

I violently flipped her over onto her back and sat on her waist. I got my first look at her then and my breath caught in my throat. I had seen her pictures but nothing compared to the real thing. Her long chestnut brown hair flowed over her shoulders even on her back, her light blue eyes and full lips gave her an exotic yet sexy look that could steal a man’s soul.

I shook off my shock and sneered at her. “You disappear for three years and wonder why I’m upset? God Denise, you never even called.”

Denise frowned. “I’m sorry, but life has been crazy since I left. With everything between one shoot to the next and moving around L.A. so much, I just never thought about calling. Then one day it hit me and I said I would take the summer off and come home to visit you and Mom.”

I frowned and climbed off of her. She sat up slowly, “I’m sorry about everything. I never knew you were so upset about it.”

I felt that pang of sorrow you get when you both very happy to see someone altıparmak escort and yet very mad at them. Happy and mad together make sad, that’s the formula, write it down. “Well, you ARE my sister Denise. I would have liked to have known how you were. I’m sorry I got so mad.”

Denise stood and hugged me, I could feel her large firm breasts press against my chest. The feeling of her mounds pressed against me brought all the images of her I used to use to masturbate. I swallowed hard and fought back my suddenly stirring erection.

“Matt, I am sorry I didn’t mean to leave you and mom in the dark like that really I didn’t.” She pulled back and smiled. “Hey you had a birthday yesterday right? What’s say you and I go out to the mall tomorrow and I’ll get you some make-up gifts?”

“I uh, I guess that sounds good.” I said.

She clapped and grabbed my shoulders to kiss my cheek. “Ha, great. We’ll make a day out of it.” She turned and bounced happily down the hall.

I stared down the empty hallway. I had known Denise a long time and somehow I always could tell when she was hiding something or was full of shit. And all of a sudden, I had the feeling she was doing both. She was here for some other reason, and I had a feeling I would be able to find out.

* * * *

We borrowed Mom’s car for our day at the mall. She had been happy to hand me the keys knowing I was going with Denise. She wanted me and her to get along and any sign showing I was getting along fine with my sister was fine with her.

I had to drive because Denise hadn’t been around in three years and didn’t remember her way around anymore. The mall had nearly doubled in the last three years and Denise let out a low whistle as we pulled into the parking lot and she caught sight of how the large building now wrapped itself around in a giant U shape.

“This place sure got bigger.” Denise said.

“A lot happens in three years.” I said as I found a parking spot nearby the East entrance to the mall which had all my favorite stores in it, including the Game Mania, and the Walbooks. I was kind of a gaming freak, but only during my down time.

I was actually hoping to get a PS3, but they were too expensive for my Mom at $599 for the 60Gig version. I thought it was worth it though, which was kind of the biggest reason for me trying to get a job. My college had already been covered by a scholarship so all the money I made at work would allow me to save up for my game system.

As we walked into the cool air conditioned building Denise asked. “So what do you want for your birthday? And don’t feel shy about asking me for more than one thing. I missed a lot of birthday’s and Christmases.” She smiled at me and winked.

“Well, I don’t really have anything reasonable to ask for.” I said.

She frowned. “Reasonable? What do you mean by that?”

“Well, PS3 came out but Mom can’t afford it. That’s why I’ve been looking for a job so I can save up for it.” I explained.

“So why can’t I get it for you?” Denise asked.

I looked at her. “I can’t ask you for that? It’s 600 bucks!”

Denise actually laughed at me. “That’s it?” She smiled and draped her arm around my shoulder. “I think you’ve forgotten what I’ve been doing these last few years.”

I blinked a few times not getting it, then we just so happened to walk by a Guess poster with her in it and it hit me. She’s been a high paid model for the last three years, of course she could get me something expensive like that. Hell, she could probably buy ten PS3’s without so much as blinking.

“You’d really get me something that expensive?” I asked in disbelief.

“Sure.” She said. “If that’s what you want? We don’t even have to stop at that. Go crazy, have a shopping spree on me.”

My eyes narrowed. “Why are you doing this for me?”

“Two reasons. One, you’re my brother. Two, I think I want to make things better between us.”

So twenty minutes later we were sitting in the food court and I had a large bag from Game Mania. Denise not only bought the system but all the games with it. She got and extra remote so I could play with my friends when they came over and just all together spent $1500 easy.

Now we sat with our lunch, Denise had a Chinese dish and I had McDonalds. As we ate that feeling that I had gotten about her yesterday got bigger and bigger and I had to say something. I couldn’t just pretend to ignore something was going on with her. If it was something that could get her hurt how would I live with myself after all.

“So are you going to tell me why you’re really here and why you’re being so overly generous to me?” I asked her, munching on a fry.

She was about to take another bite of Lo-mien but she stopped and looked at me. “What are you talking about?”

I slapped the table. “Come on Denise, I’m not stupid. Why would you come out here after three years? Don’t give me that visiting bullshit either. You’re here for some other reason, are you like in trouble in L.A. or something?”

She bursa anal yapan escort frowned. “You still know me too well Matt.”

I nodded. “So spill it? What’s wrong? Is someone stalking you out in the big city so you came back to hide out or something?”

She shook her head. “No nothing like that at all. It’s kind of something I need your help with.”

“My help? Well, I guess that explains the Game Mania shopping spree.” I said, glancing at my new toys.

“I want a child, Matt.” She said, softly.

That took a moment to run through my head. A child, why would she want a child so early in life, especially since it could ruin her modeling career? It didn’t make any sense, and besides why would she need my help? She was the hottest woman in modeling, she could get any guy she wanted.

“So you came to Middleton to find a husband?” I asked. “What you want me to help you go bar hopping or something?”

She shook her head. “No, I don’t have time to find a husband.”

“Don’t have time? Denise, you’re only twenty-one, you have a long time before you have to worry about not being able to have kids.” I said.

Tears welled up in her eyes and she reached out and took my hand. “Matt, I have a hormonal imbalance and its causing my own immune system to eat away at my ovaries. My doctor said that if I really want to have a child, I have only seven, eight months max before my blood destroys my ovaries and I go through an early menopause.”

I blinked, she was crying as she spoke, her tear ran down her cheeks and dripped from her chin. “Oh, man. Denise, I’m so sorry I had no idea. But if your immune system is eating your ovaries won’t it kill any fetus inside you, should you actually get pregnant?”

She shook her head. “The ovaries are causing the imbalance, and my immune system is eating them to destroy the imbalance, so my doctor said once my ovaries shut down my immune system will not need to continue to eat anything and my hormones will return to normal again, with medication.”

“Or basically estrogen right?” I replied.

She nodded. “Yeah, I’ll be a twenty-one year old senior citizen.”

“Well, why do you need my help?” I asked.

“I need you to father my baby.” She said simply.

I choked on my French fries and began coughing wildly. She jumped out of her seat and began slapping my back until I waved to her that I was fine. I took a huge sip of cola and caught my breath as she sat back down wearily.

“What did you just say?” I demanded.

She put up a hand. “Look I know what you’re going to say. You’re going to say ‘we can’t you’re my sister for crying out loud’.”

“Well you are, for crying out loud!” I cried.

“What other choice do I have Matt? Huh, tell me. Because if you can think of something else then I’d really like to hear it.” She said.

“Well, maybe you could go find a guy somewhere.”

She laughed. “Yeah, go up to a random guy and ask, ‘hey, would you like to plant your seed in me so I can get inseminated?’. Think about that for a second Matt.”

“Well you could find a guy to go out with and get to know and all that jazz.” I suggested.

She shook her head. “I don’t have time Matt. I don’t want to date a guy for a couple of dates. I’d still have to get pregnant well before I really knew him. You’re the only guy I REALLY know and love Matt. Look I can’t go through life without having at least one child, I can’t. I thought about my career and I have enough money saved that I can live VERY comfortably for the rest of my life never working again if need be. So if I have a child now, it doesn’t really hurt me any.”

I scoffed. “You ever hear of a little thing called incest? Or how about Inbreeding?”

“Hey dumbass, were not blood related. We’re step kids, hell we could have met up in a bar in a year or two and it would be the same thing.” She said.

I nodded. “Well you have me there. I don’t feel right about this though, you know?”

She stood up, and grabbed my hand. “Come with me.” She yanked me out of my chair and I had just enough time to grab my bag before we were trotting through the mall. She looked both upstairs and downstairs as we walked, obviously looking for something in particular.

She found it in the form of a Victoria Secret store. On the display window was a huge advertisement for a push-up bra without pads, or seams, or straps or anything more than a pair of push-up cups. The girl in the poster was Denise with a very sexy look in her eyes and her hand running through her hair as if enticing men to come to her.

“What do you think?” She asked.

I looked at her. “I’ve seen your pictures.”

“But what do you think?” She pushed.

“Everyone knows you’re hot, what are you getting at?” I demanded.

She moved around behind me and put her arms around me, placing her chin on my shoulder. “Look at that girl there, Matt. Those sexy blue eyes, her full cock sucking lips, her large firm breasts, bursa bayan escort tight toned midsection, lush tight ass, and her long silky legs. Think about that for a second, think about how many guys walk by this picture everyday and go home thinking about it. A bet half of them get a boner just standing here, imagining I would come alive and take them to paradise.”

Well that was true, I could see what she was saying I just didn’t get the point. “Denise, I don’t know where you’re going with this.”

“How many guys fantasize about me in this picture? Thousands probably right?” She asked.

“More than that I’m sure.”

“Now how many do you think would kill to be in your shoes right now. That girl,” she pointed at the poster, “is asking, no begging, you to fuck her. What do I need to do to get you to do this for me? Be your sex slave?”

I gasped.

She smiled. “Oh, you like that do you? I didn’t know you were so naughty. You want me to be your sex slave? I’ll do it for you if you want. I’ll even go get some outfits and walked around like your bitch.”

My morals were screaming at me not to do this, but everything else in my head was saying I’d be a moron not to. Denise would easily be the most beautiful chick I’d ever get with, hell, FHM voted her and sexiest woman alive last year. Who else would I ever get that would be able to compare? I know I’m not super good looking, and I’m not hung like a horse, so why say no?

I shrugged her off my back and turned to her. “You really want me? I mean you’re sure you wouldn’t rather find yourself another guy?”

She nodded. “I want you, I don’t need anybody else.”

I sighed. “I’ll do it.”

She smiled and leaped it my arms wrapping my me her legs and hugging my tightly, laughing uncontrollably. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” She said rapidly.

“I can’t promise anything though.” I warned. “You know I only have one testicle.”

She lowered herself back to the ground. “I’m not worried. I know what happened between you and Lisa.” She smiled knowingly.

“Mom told you?” I asked stunned. Lisa was my ex-girlfriend. We dated throughout junior year and unfortunately I got her pregnant. She aborted the baby saying she was way too young to have kids and I understood. But then she got pregnant again and had to go through another abortion. We had had a fight after that one but stayed together on the condition we use condoms. One of them must have broken though because she got pregnant a third time and after she got rid of that one she got rid of me. My mom took me to the doctor afterward and while we were alone I had asked him if he could take a look at me to see why it seemed I got Lisa knocked up so easily. He took a sperm sample and said it was probably a combination of two things. The first being Lisa happened to be one of those girls who had a long fertile cycle and got pregnant more easily than others. The second was that I produced an unusual amount of sperm in my sample which was probably caused by my body overcompensating for having only one testicle.

Denise nodded and smiled. “She told me everything, and I have faith in your ability to impregnate me.”

“I guess we’ll see won’t we.” I said. “But you will be my slave, and that starts from here on out. Deal?”

Denise kneeled before me. “Master, I shall serve you well from here on. I will do my best to fulfill any desire you may have so that you may put your life giving seed to me.”

I looked around quickly to see if anybody was watching us. Fortunately it was early on a weekday and most of the teens were still sleeping at home. “Alright, get up let’s go.”

We started walking through the mall and I began to think about how the hell we were supposed to find time to have sex. Mom would be home most of the time as she worked only part time and when she did leave it was never really long enough to have decent sex. With Lisa we could go to her house and do what we wanted because her mom and dad both were gone almost always. Denise didn’t have a place out here so we had to find a way to fuck without Mom knowing.

“How are we going to have sex?” I asked.

Denise smiled. “I thought you knew that already?”

I looked at her. “What?”

“You are going to put your penis in my vagina and move back and forth for a while then ejaculate your seed inside me.” She explained.

“Ha ha, very funny. I meant how are we going to hide this from Mom? She’s home a lot and I don’t see how we are going to find the time.”

“Well I took care of that. I bought Mom a one-week spa vacation and she leaves in three days.” Denise said.

“So you really have been planning this out.” I said.

“Yeah.”

“How did you know I would agree to this?” I asked.

She looked at me. “Well, when we were younger I noticed some of my pictures disappeared on a regular basis. I knew you jerked off to them and I didn’t really mind since it meant that other people would probably like my pictures too.”

I blushed. “Oh, well did you ever actually see me doing it?”

“Only once by accident, I was coming out of my room to take a showed and you’d left your door open a little so I could see it as I walked by.” She said.

“You must have liked what you saw, seeing as how you want my cock now.” I smiled at her. She was going to become my slut; I was becoming giddy with excitement.

The story is completely true and happened in November 2019. Women, please contact me if you’d like to become my muse.

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She came through the revolving door as if she were gliding on air. She had an elegance that belied her age … just 24 … and her smooth stride somehow masked the fact that she was 6-foot 2-inches in her heels. A few steps in, she stopped. She told me she was a model but people lie so often I didn’t expect the claim to be true. But she most certainly was runway material. Her leather-clad legs were miles long. Her hips, while slender, tapered into an even more slender waist. Her breasts shattered the flat-chested model norm, and while I couldn’t tell how ample they were from across the lobby, but it was clear she was packing a serious pair under her silky, flowing blouse.

It was almost 2:00 am and because it was a Tuesday night, the casino lobby was nearly empty. I was glad for that because I was in Las Vegas on business. I’d been nervously scanning the lobby and adjacent bar to be sure none of my colleagues were there. Given that I was a white married man who was nearly 60, I didn’t need the trouble. Well, I actually did need a certain kind of trouble, and Lauren answered my Double List ad that was looking for the adult-fun kind of trouble.

With her in my sights, I got up from my dark corner seat at the bar and walked to her. At 5’9″ she towered over me. It sure as hell didn’t bother me, and the way she smiled at me, it didn’t bother her either. We walked to the elevator making small talk. I always ask the women who answer my ads why they do. Lauren answered honestly, “This isn’t something I’m going to make a habit of, and you sounded like fun … and kind of sweet. And I’ve never been with a white man before … and definitely not your age!” Lauren was Black, and her skin was the color of rich hot chocolate.

Being from Chicago, Lauren wasn’t like the typical Black women I knew. The stereotype fit many of them: loud entitled divas. Lauren spoke quietly and with just a trace of Southern California accent. She was articulate, kind and authentic.

Laurens facial features were gorgeous. Her big brown eyes melded perfectly with high cheekbones and a perfect nose. Her smile could melt glass, and it certainly melted me. Her relaxed hair fell about to her shoulders.

Always the gentleman, I opened the door to my suite and let her in. The huge room had a panoramic view of The Strip. I mixed myself (yet) another drink … I’d expected her nearly 4 hours earlier and had needed some liquid courage to follow up with her on the phone. Now I was riding the buzz and felt great.

While we’d talked earlier about a photo session, I was way to horny to go through the whole photographer/model thing even though I was a professional photographer and she was a model. And my body was still on East Coast time (I was in Vegas for a convention), meaning all of this fun was starting for me with my body thinking it was 5:00 am!

Lust for Lauren pushed me past the physical barriers. I walked up behind her and put my hands on her waist … which was a good 6 inches above mine. She turned around and her breasts were right in my face … I looked up at her and almost involuntarily said, “You’re absolutely gorgeous. I’m so very glad you answered my ad.”

Sweetly she said, “I am too, and you’re way cuter than your picture.” I reached up to her face and drew it to mine for a deep, exploratory and then very satisfying kiss.

Toward the end of our kiss, my hands moved from her face to her blouse, finding the small buttons and unfastening them one by one. Lauren’s bra was nothing fancy, but its cups held her breasts up into natural mounds. Their curves were perfect, and the dim lamp light caused a subtle gradient of light to fall across them, illuminating her rich brown skin. And her skin felt and tasted as good as it looked. I sensually landed kiss after kiss across the exposed skin. Lauren let her head fall back and exhaled with a soft moan of approval.

That was all the encouragement I needed to untuck her blouse and release her bra claps. As it the bra fell away it was like her breasts didn’t move. Their shape remained perfect, and I could now see their truly beautiful shape. Her firm nipples were the size of small grapes and rested upon areola about the size of a half dollar. They aimed straight ahead and a little upwards, highlighting the ideal compound adıyaman escort curve of her under-boob. Hugely sexy.

What was also sexy is that she was still in her heels and her nipples were exactly at face level for me, so I took full advantage. More moans of approval, and then I felt her hand on the back of me head pulling me more tightly into her. As I moved passionately from one to the other, I tasted a hint of sweetness … colostrum perhaps. The taste drove me even wilder. She’d mentioned that she had a young son…

As I pulled my head back to look up at her she said, “I’m not used to moving so fast, but I’m glad we are.” I felt the same way.

We separated for a moment to undress and Lauren joked about whether she should leave on her heels. Even without them she was still 3 inches taller than me. We ditched them, which when we embraced yet again put the tip of my throbbing cock just above her glistening pussy lips.

Fully naked before me, Lauren’s shape was truly exceptional. She had a slim, almost waif-like build with tiny bones and slender limbs. While her chest must have been a 34-C or D, her waist was tiny tiny, like a young teenager. Her hips, though, completed a dramatic hourglass figure, no doubt wider because of childbirth. Even at nearly 6 feet tall, I doubt she weighted 120 pounds.

I could wait no longer to have her, so I pushed her to the bed, forcefully spread her thighs and attacked her bald snatch with abandon. She loved it and immediately grabbed my head to draw me farther in. Soon she climaxed and out came that familiar scene of a satisfied woman … musky and rich. I paused for a moment to look at her still open and pulsing pussy … and I marveled at how pink her labia and other womanly parts looked. Something about her dark skin amplified the richness of the color. Certainly, the fact that every part of her was swollen with pleasure had something to do with the shade down there!

But I wasn’t done. Raising my wet face up from between her thighs, I saw Lauren’s post-cum smile widen as I began to caress her hips, thighs and intimate areas. I cupped her pussy under my huge hand and gently squeezed her lips together to ease her into her second round. My initial exploring discovered that her pussy opened widely to accept my tongue. Now my fingers would see how much she was really used to. Sliding my fingers up and down the length of her slit, to two easily slide it. After massaging her outer lips and teasing her labia and clit, three slipped inside. I could have gone for four, but I decided to focus on hitting her G-spot, so I turned my palm up and stroked until I found the magic point. When I hit it, I was unrelenting and used the full strength of my forearm to vibrate her pussy opening while the pads of my fingers gently stroked her G-spot. In no time she came again and used both hands to grab and hold my arm still. The intensity of that orgasm nearly made her pass out. I relented and slowly … gingerly even … removed my fingers.

I got up off the bed and sipped some more of my bourbon. As I raised the glass to my lips I could smell the sweetness of the alcohol and the muskiness of Lauren’s pussy. Those two smells were so wonderful together. Lauren had rolled over from her back to her side, and her head was at the edge of the bed. She looked like a piece of hot licorice. Enjoying the view before me like a Hugh Hefner character … with my drink in my hand … ice cubes quietly clinking as a walked toward her … I placed my cock head to her ample Black lips. Without even lifting her head or opening her eyes, she licked my gland and then parted her lips inviting me in.

I slid the tip in and enjoyed the feeling of her tonging me. That, plus the bourbon float I was feeling, caused me to start gently rocking as I just went with it. Before long, my cock was in about half way and Lauren changes her position to open herself up more, and to take more control. I don’t remember everything she did, but I do remember her reaching one of her slender arms around my ass and going between my legs to grab my sack from the backside. This pulled the skin on my cock so tight that I felt like the head was going to pop off … and when when she went down on me then, I almost passed out. I could feel every millimeter of her tongue and cheeks move back and forth on me.

But cumming from oral wasn’t my goal right then, so I forced myself to back away with akkent escort my chest heaving and my face feeling beet red. “Now we fuck,” I said. I slipped on a condom, climbed on the bed, slid between her long slim legs and dropped my cock into her in one smooth, forceful motion. She was sopping wet and I went in until our pubic bones collided. Just boom!

Her legs wrapped around my hips as her arms wrapped around my back. We were intertwined like Chocolate Vanilla Swirl ice cream.

I loved that she wanted to kiss … not all women do in this situation. Her lips and mine slid across each other passionately as our hips moved to their own rhythm. Grinding and thrusting, my cock moved in and out in long strokes … so long that when I pulled out, her pussy closed and my cock could tease her clit before plunging back inside. We enjoyed this for a while then switched it up. Lauren climbed on top of me cowgirl style, a position I appreciated because I could see, feel and kiss her beautiful breasts. And when she leaned forward, her breasts naturally fell to my mouth. Heaven.

Driving deep into her, even through the condom I could feel my cock head pass the nib of her cervix. The physical stimulation was taking its affect on me, driving me closer and closer to a climax. While I usually love to cum inside a woman, this time, maybe because of the condom, I didn’t. In one series of movements I sat up, took Lauren entirely in my arms, spun her over and put her down on the bed facing me. I then pulled myself out of her, ditched the condom, and stroked off a forceful orgasm where I spurted cum all over her brown stomach and tits. The sheer amount of white cum on her dark skin illustrated the impact she had on me.

Exhausted, I fell over to one side. Lauren kissed my lips and gingerly kissed my cock as she also scooped up the dripping cum and fed it to herself. Fuck’n sexy!

We both went to the bathroom for a quick clean up and Lauren beat me back to the king-size bed. She was under the covers when I returned, and murmured something about needing to sleep as I slipped in next to her. The fact that this young woman would trust me enough to actually sleep … go totally unconscious … be completely vulnerable … made me feel like this was something special.

While I couldn’t sleep, I did rest … and needed the rest badly. I spooned in next to her with every inch of my body touching hers.

As the Vegas sky started to brighten in the predawn hour, my cock started to come back to life. I began to gently rub her back and I whispered to her, “What you would like to do next?” With a naughty smile and a little bit of devil in her voice she responded, “Will you eat my ass?” Not missing a beat I responded, “I will if you will.”

And with that, Lauren rolled over to lay on her stomach and I laid a path of kisses from her neck, between her shoulders, down her spine and then to her gorgeous ass. Even laying down her ass had an amazing bubble butt shape, rich and full. I kissed all over her ass cheeks, then wet my tongue with spit and ran it down into her ass crack.

With little effort I grabbed her hips and lifted her to her knees and then pushed her chest into the sheets. With a hand on each cheek, I spread her wide open to reveal her pink ass just begging to be teased. And I did. With long strokes and powerful stabs, I ate Lauren’s ass like it was my last meal on Earth. The way she squirmed and moaned and tore at the sheets told me she was having a very good time. And then she said, “Fuck it Rich. Fuck my ass. Now!” As she said that, her ass gaped just a little … like the iris on a camera lens opening just a bit.

On went another condom, and I spit across her slightly open hole to ease the entry. Lauren had obviously done this before, my cock head poked in with ease, and I enjoyed the feeling of being caught inside that first inch of two of powerful muscle. The feeling sent tingles down my legs and up my spine so badly I had goosebumps.

I pulled Lauren back to me like a rag doll so that I could stand behind her (I was kneeling before). And then the pounding started. While I’m not huge, my 6.5 inches were doing their job. I’m quite wide at the hilt, and each time that girth hit Lauren’s hole she grunted like an animal. My cocked loved the feeling of piercing her ass. My hands each grabbed Lauren’s hips to force our bodies together – skin slapping against skin gaziantep anal yapan escort – air being forced from our lungs – my cock pushing past her crushing sphincter and into the gripless abyss of her rectum. Lost in exhaustion from lack of sleep and delirium of being with a beautiful young Black model just half my age, I felt like I went on autopilot as we fucked and fucked and fucked. Lauren brought me back to reality as she experienced a huge moaning orgasm that was aided by her fingers wildly rubbing her clit. Her finger tips occasionally touched my balls, adding a different sensation to the myriad I was already feeling.

As her body quivered from the intense pleasure, I pulled my shaft from her ass. The tunnel remained open, pulsing ever so slightly. I gently rubbed my palm and fingers flatly over her rim. Then, totally spent, Lauren’s knees gave out and she collapsed before me like a house of cards.

My cock, though, needed further attention, and Lauren had her end of the bargain to satisfy. I laid on the bed and pulled my knees to my chest and whispered to the tired girl, “Eat my ass. Eat me now.” Lauren rolled of the bed and positioned herself on her knees with her head between my ass cheeks and started rimming me. If you’ve never been rimmed, you have NO – zero – idea how good it feels. The nerve ending down there seeming connect to every cell in your body. The feeling is intense and powerful. After a few minutes of rimming, I felt Lauren’s long slender finger enter my ass, gently feeling for my prostate. She knew when she it hit because my cock jumped … I felt an erotic sensitivity combined with an immediate need to pee … she found The Spot.

Lauren knew she hit gold. As she stroked in and out of my ass, she added a second finger and then three. The fullness I felt made my face burn with adrenaline. With her free hand she massaged my balls, stroked my shaft, and pulled my shaft to her full Black lips. With her fingers deeply inside me, I lowered my legs and wrapped them around her torso. I propped my head up on a pillow to be able to gaze upon her as she overwhelmed my senses.

For guys who have never had a prostate massage, it causes huge amounts of prostate fluid to be created. And when combined with having your cock stroked or sucked leads to fantastic orgasms with huge amounts of cum (but it’s thinner than regular cum).

Given how badly I needed to release (again), I doubted I’d reach a P-Orgasm before Lauren took me over the edge with a regular orgasm, but I didn’t care. The attention to my ass rim, prostate, balls, shaft and head was driving me crazy. I was sweating all over and Lauren was relentless. She took a firmer grip on my shaft and made longer strokes. Her palm and thumb reached over the top of my gland before slamming back down to my balls. She varied the frequency so that I could sometimes feel my foreskin envelop my head, and on the down stroke she’d pull my skin tight. It was just too much …

The first ropes of prostate fluid shot across my stomach over the sheets and off the edge of the bed. I arched my back as her fingers in my ass rubbed my prostate again, sending another rope of fluid to land on my heaving chest. My legs trembled uncontrollably. My abs tightened like steel. And then … seemingly at last … I orgasmed with familiar contractions that pumped out the seaman in rapid spurts that covered my stomach and Lauren’s hand.

Thankfully Lauren kept stroking me but was more slow and gentle. The aftershocks continued but lessened, and she carefully removed her three fingers from my ass. My legs fell off to either side of her as Lauren stood and looked at me with a satisfied smile. She seemed proud of herself, even with one hand covered in spunk and the other in ass juice. Her hair was a mess and she smelled like a well used whore … but she had been my whore … my beautiful whore … for this memorable night in Las Vegas. On her way to get cleaned up, she bent over me and kissed off the fluids from my chest, gently kissing each of my nipples. With all of this on her lips, she then kissed me on the lips in a way that sealed our experience as a forever memory.

Post ***********: Lauren and I keep in touch, and one day I hope to see her again. The pandemic struck soon after my last trip to Las Vegas, but as the economy opens back up, I hope to be in Vegas again soon.

It is my hope that another woman might read this and want to become my muse. If this might be you, I hope you’ll contact me. I can be reached here or at the three-letter messaging app with the initials Kay Eye Kay at Chicago440.

If you like this story, please search out Never In A Million Years. It’s a very different true experience I had a few years ago.

Metroda grup sex
Selam herkeze bu gerçek bir olay 🙂 sadece nerde oldugunu yazmayacam gerisi yaşanmış hikaye .
Metroda is arkadaşımla son treni bekliyoruz çerez cekirdek kola hersey hazir istasyonu kapatip filime bakip sabaha kadar takilcaz. Derken merdivenden bir bayan geldi daha 22 yasinda anca var ben felan yere gidecem nasil gidebilrim dedi ikimizde cok şaşırmıştım dedim o indiğin son tren ve istedigin yere götürecekti neden indim diye sordum
-Bilemedim ondan indim dedi
– arkadasim sen nerelisin felan ailen nerde faslından son kizi disari cikarmak istedi kiz
-Ben yolu bilmiyorum bu gece burada sizinle kalim dedi
-Arkadaşım olmaz burada kalmazsınız kamera var şefi var muduri var bizi işten atarlar ayrica seni kameradan görürlerse biz nedeyecez dedi
-Kiz gene kimseye gorunmem beni dışarı cikarmayin nasil giderim bilmiyorum ltf yardım edin dedi
Arkadasim evli idi sanirsam ondan cekindi bir an bana bakti bende sadece izliyordum kız da bana bakti çaresiz gözlerle kiz disari cikinca bir daka dedim beklesin Kemal dedim, tlf sarildim baska tren varmi servis disi diye kiz bir daka dememden okadar cok heyecanlndiki gözleri parladi kalacakmiyim burda dedi
Kemal arkadasim yanima gelip abi ne yapacaz kiz yapıştı bize beni biliyorsun ben evliyim yapmam birşey dedi ama sen isteresen takil sabaha kadar ben sizi idare ederim dedi. Kemalin yüzüne baktim kardeşim dedim ben yan tarafta yapacam sen rahatsiz olmiyacan mi hem kizi içeri nasil alacaz ya gece baskın olursa ?
Sen bilirsin dedi benden yana sorun yok dedi kiza tekrar baktim bu sefer alıcı gözü ile baktim 🙂 genç zayif ama güzel bir kızdı. Memeleri daha yeni olgunlasmis 80 civarinda kalcasi harika sayilcak bir kızdı. Adı özge idi dışarı cekip dedimki seni iceri alacam bizimle kalacan ama nedersek yapacaksin arka tarafa dolan seni acil çıkış kapisindan içeri alacam sende ses cikarmadan gir iceri kapiyi actim içeri aldim ozgeyi 3 katli kocaman bir yerdi zaten bizim istasyon bunu acil merdivenin yaninda bir oda vardı kocaman icinde ufak bir bölüm vardi. Dedim burda bekle ben 30 dk gelecem sakin bir yere gitme . Metroyu kapatip solugu ozgenin yaninda aldimaldım. Oturmus beni bekliyordu yerlere birseyler serip montuma sakaldigim cerez ve kutu kolayi cikardim icmeye başladık muhabet derken sordum ozgeye
-Neden burda kalmak istedin sana bir kötülük yapabilirdik korkmuadin mi dedim
-Ne gibi kötülük yapacaksiniz en fazla ikiniz birden beni sikersiniz dedi.
Cok şaşırmıştım yani yapsak sorun olmaz dedim senin icin
Yerinden kalkip benim kucağıma oturdu ve beni öpmeye başladı opustukten sonra kemal arkadaşından gelecekmi berabermi sikceksiniz dedi bende hayır sadece ben yapacam o evli istemiyor dedim. Merak etme sana sabaha kadar yeterim dedim .
Güldü ve tekrar dudağıma yapıştı. O zaman uzan bakalim dedi ve beni yerete uzati fermuarımi acip sikimi çıkardı acemice yalasada hoşuma gitmisti grtalaga kadar almaya calisyordu ama beceremiyordu uzerime cikip ustumde ne varsa cikarip beni soymaya basladi kendide buluzunu cikarip sutyeninden memelerini fora eti harika görünüyordu aslinda tam istediğim gibi ellerimle sıkmaya kendime dogru özgeyi cekip uçlarını ısırıp yaliyordum. Sonra özgeyi bu sefer ben yatirdim yere kotpantolunu çıkarıp çamaşırını sıyırdım amı bayagi kıllanmistı isin asli yalamayi istemedim ama özgeyi zevke getirmek icin baska sansim yoktu dilimle amını yalarken iki parmagimida amina sokuyordum cok zevk alıyordu hafiften inlemeye amıda sulanmaya başlamıştı
-Yeter aşkım sok icime artik yanıyorum diye inlemeye basladi
-Benim küçük orospum seni sabaha kadar sikecem yangınını sondurecem merak etme dedim
Bacaklarını omuzuma alip sikimi kıllı amina sokmaya basldim daracik offff tanrım dedim bu ne sıcaklık boyle hakkten yanıyordu askim sok icime söndür yanginimi dedi icine gidip geldikçe daracik amı sikimi adeta sarıyor vakumluyordu daha fazla dayanamdim patlayacam deyip cikarip amının üzerine fıskıdım okadar tazikli boşalmıştımki memelrine kadar gitmisti dolerim eli ile silip hepsi yalamisti.Özgenin azginligi daha geçmemişti sikimi tekrar yalayip diklestirmis bu sefer uzerime cikip dans eder gibi zipliyordu offf askim direk gibi adeta offf harika diye inliyordu birden üzerimden alip özgeyi domaltmistim arkadan lap lap seslerle amına koklerken işaret parmagimi göt deliğine sokmustum offf askim harikasin durma daha hızlı kokle diyerek boşaldı özge ama bu seferde ben boşalmamıstım elimi göt deligindej cikarip tükürükledim aşkım göten mi sikecen beni dedi evet benim küçük orospum götünun tadina bakacam dedim. Sok erkeğim sokkk gotum senin emrinde dedi sikim kazik gibi olmustu zaten deligine yaklastirip gotune birden kokledin oyle bir çığlık atiki sese kemal geldi beni gotune pompalarken görünce çok heyecanlanmisti . Kanka bu ne hal dedi bir an sanki neler kacirdim der gibi bakinca Özge sende gel hadi dedi kemal gel kanka dedim ver agzina durma dedim ben yavas sikemyi birakip hizli hizli gotunu sikiyordum özge oflamaktan durmiyordu cani yaniyordu kemal da soyunup sikini özge nin aginza vermisti bile ben böğüre bögüre özgenin gotune bosalmistim. Yorgunluktan yigildim kaldim sira artik kemalde idi biraz yalatiktan sonra domalmis sekilde özgeyi sikmeye başladı biraz siktikten sonra ikisi birden inliyerek boşaldı. Kemalde yanima gelip oturdu dedimki kanka tost yapalim mi nedersin dedim harika olur ama sen göten siktin ben yapim dedi olur dedim gece uzun sırayla yapariz dedim. Özge harikasini sikin beni ikiniz offf muhtesem olcak deyip ikimizin sikini yalamaya başladı kazik gibi olunca özge önce benim üzerime çıkıp sikimin üzerine oturdu biraz zipladiktan sonra arkada ac kurt gibi bekleyen kemal göt deligine sokmaya başladı özge aramizda adeta kaybolmustu ben amdan kemal göten siktikce özge ciglik atiyor zevk ve aciyi ayni anda yaşıyordu 30 dakan fazla siktik tost yaparak üçümüz artik dayanamıyorduk ilk kemal patladi gotune o çıkınca ben Özgenin amina daha hizli sokmay başladım zevk cigliklari ikimizinde karışmış ilk kim boslacak derken ben özgenin amina butun dolerimi akitim sonra özge çığlık çığlığa boşaldı.
Sabaha kadar deflarca siktik özgeyi sabah oldu metroyu actik özgeyi dedim ki isimiz bitinceye kadar kal sonra eve gider biraz uyur yemek yer devam ederiz dedim.kabul eti özgeyi eve getirip kemal le sabaha kadar siktik 🙂 muhtesem bir kzidi daha toydu 1 hafta bizimle kaldi kimi zaman ben siktim kimi zaman kemal kimi zaman ikimiz ayni anda.
Kemal günlerce etkisinde kalmisti sexin kanka tost yapmak ne güzelmiş deyip durdu karısını ikna ederse ben özge ve kemal ile eşi grup yapacaz bakalim kemal in esi ile yakinda tanisacam zorda olsa tanismaya ikna oldu 🙂