My wife brought the subject up, as I was sitting in my armchair hoping to watch T.V. on a Monday night. I had worked a hard shift down at the factory and had also got soaked on the way home. In spite of that, I was looking forward to a top F.A. Cup replay that was kicking off shortly. However, my wife was in no mood to let sport take precedence over her need to air her concerns. So, I left the remote alone and gave her my full attention. I had been married long enough to heed the warning signs.

The subject of our discussion, as always, was her young sister. You see, Harriet, my wife, at 27 was a good 8 years older than young Molly, who she thoroughly disapproved of.

Harriet’s parents had thought that they had finished having children when they had older brother Bob and then Harriet. And, years later, having another baby daughter was unplanned and a bit of an embarrassment for them. However, Harriet, was always bitching about the girl. The circumstances being, that Molly had been unable to get a job in the run down pit village where she had been brought up in the family home, and so, at her mother’s insistence, she had come to live with us in Nottingham. I think my wife resented Molly, firstly for being born, and, secondly, for having to make room for her in our home.

Molly was 19 now, growing up fast and turning into a very attractive young lady. She was developing curves in all the right places and had a pair of legs that I had trouble keeping my eyes away from. I didn’t think she was particularly badly behaved either, but, that was just my opinion and when it came to family matters like that, my opinion didn’t count. So, I just kept my mouth shut and kept out of it as much as possible. Harriet could be a bit of a dragon, so, it was just as well to keep one’s mouth shut. That was my experience anyway. Harriet had a down on her and nothing the kid could do was right in her eyes. As far as Harriet was concerned, Molly was lazy, irresponsible, selfish, rude and cheeky. And that was just for starters. Anyway, around about that time Molly seemed to go through a bad patch in terms of keeping on the right side of her elder sister and my instincts told me that it was all building up to something. As it turned out, I was right.

The previous night, Molly came home late from the cinema, where she had been with her friends from work. (Molly worked as a shop assistant at a large department store in the town.) Well, when I say she was late. It must have been no more than 40 minutes, but, that was more than enough for Harriet to get worked up about it. For her, it was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

“Something has to be done about her,” fumed my wife. “She’s getting away with things too easily…She has to be punished.”

“What do you mean?” I said putting down the newspaper and looking up at her.

“Well, when I was a little girl, Daddy used to spank me when I misbehaved. Bob got plenty of it too. He made sure we were punished regularly, so we knew how to behave. He was a great believer in corporal punishment and in upholding family discipline. Even poor Mum got it when she stepped out of line or displeased him. We used to lie awake listening to her screams of torment. I tell you he was a right devil with that strap, our Dad.

So, Joe, I am giving you Daddy’s old strap which I retrieved from the old house. And I expect you, as the man of the house, to use it regularly on my little brat of a sister.”

And that’s how it started.

First thing I did when Harriet left the room was to examine that strap and have a little practise swishing it about. No doubt that a man could do some damage to a sweet girl’s behind with a thing like that. The idea of unleashing it on poor Molly’s posterior greatly appealed to me. I couldn’t wait to start. It was bringing out the beast in me.

And, to make it easier for me, Harriet gave Molly such a tongue lashing that the poor girl was probably glad to give herself over to me to deal with. It was being laid out on a plate for me. All I had to do was flay her with that strap.

Friday night became punishment night for poor Molly and typically of Harriet, she cleared off to her needlework upstairs and left me to do the dirty work.

Soon after 7.00 p.m. there was a little tentative knock on the lounge door.

“Did you want to see me, Mr. Fisher?” asked Molly, apprehensively. I could tell she was worried, because, she usually called me Joe.

“Yeah, come in then Molly,” I said, gruffly, not wanting to appear too soft with her. “And close the door, please.”

Both of us were a little awkward and embarrassed, until I reminded myself that I had the upper hand here.

She was wearing a white blouse and a tight grey skirt past her knees and straightaway I was wondering how on earth she was going to be able to bend over in it, when she solved the problem for me.

“Shall I take my skirt off?” She asked, red in the face and flustered.

I blew out my cheeks and quickly considered this. Luckily, Harriet wasn’t around to advise me so…

“Yes, kütahya escort that’s a good idea.”

She unzipped the skirt and I gasped as I watched it fall around her ankles. In those days, even teenage girls wore stockings and suspenders and all that was on display at that moment, emphasising, what a superb pair of legs she had.

Almost immediately, I felt my cock stir. Suddenly, I realised that I was actually going to enjoy these little punishment sessions.

Harriet had even placed the low back armchair in the centre of the room, so I gestured for Molly to bend over it. When she did so, I spent a long time looking at her pert, panty clad backside and nylon stockinged legs. Eventually, Molly gave a nervous little cough and I re-focused on the task in hand. Then, strap in hand, I lashed down on my target inducing a painful whelp from Molly and a twitch of her bum.

Excited now, I gave her another lash before enjoying the splendid view of a young woman bending over so provocatively. I drooled at the shapely bare thighs on display at the tops her nylons. Wow!

I took aim and lashed her again bringing forth another shriek. How I would have loved to have a peak at her bare bum at that moment, wondering how red it was. Inexplicably, my hand reached out, smoothing sympathetically, over that lovely part of her.

“Ahem” she coughed, no doubt anxious for me to get on and finish her punishment. But, right then I was more interested in feeling her up than carrying out Harriet’s bidding.

“You’ll have to do this properly Joe,” whispered Molly’s sweet little voice, “otherwise, Harriet won’t be pleased… And I’d rather you did this than her.”

So, I lashed her twice in fairly quick succession making her squeal loudly each time.

I hope you’re satisfied, I thought, looking up meaningfully at the ceiling and knowing that Harriet would be up in our bedroom listening for the tell-tale signs of Molly’s ordeal.

Molly was red faced and flustered now from her punishment so far and I had a definite hard-on. I had lost count. So, I asked her, “how many is that?”

“You’re up to 4,” she said, wincing.

“Another two then,” I told her. “Push your bum up, higher.”

She did. I licked my lips. God she looked sexy bending over like that in her little white panties.

With eyes gleaming, I gave her two vicious slaps that made her snap up to attention like a jack knife. “Owww,” she wailed loudly. “Joe, that bloody well hurt,” she complained, ruefully.

“And it was meant to” I retorted. “So, you’ll have to behave yourself from now on young lady. And do what you’re told.”

While Molly went upstairs in tears, Harriet was straight down, pleased as punch. “Well done” she beamed. “That will give the little bitch something to think about.”

“From now on she’ll get a dose of that every Friday night.”

I went to bed that night well pleased with myself. I had rather enjoyed using the strap and was looking forward to using it again. As a matter of fact, it had been the only bit of sexual excitement I had had for weeks given that the marital bed had grown rather cold as of late and Harriet never seemed up for sex of any description.

But, on the plus side for me, Harriet made damn sure her sister’s punishment carried on. So there was that to look forward to. There was always a list of misdemeanours or indiscretions to be accounted for and I was quite happy to do the honours, especially, now that Molly had gotten into the habit of taking off her skirt each time.

Then came the Friday night that Harriet had to go out; to visit a sick friend, she had said, but, she had been acting rather strangely recently and I wondered about that. At the time, however, I didn’t care, because it meant I had the lovely Molly to myself; and it was her punishment night.

She knew Harriet had gone out and that we were alone. But, if she thought I would go easy on her, she was going to be sadly mistaken.

“Skirt off,” I growled impatiently and it was all I could do to wait until she had stepped out of the thing and thrown it to one side.

“I want your panties off too,” I ordered my voice like gravel. “In fact, while you’re at it, take everything off…except your stockings and suspenders,” I added as an afterthought.

She froze not quite believing what she had heard.

“No…Joe…that’s not…allowed.” she finally spluttered.

“You heard, girl, I want you naked. Harriet thinks you are getting off too easy.”

“Ohhhhh!” She whined, stamping her foot…”it isn’t fair.”

“Yes, it is, because, I say so.” I said angrily. “So be quick about it, or I’ll double up on everything you’re gonna get.”

Reluctantly and muttering her very evident discontent, she took off her bra, blouse and panties, her face red with embarrassment. When she had finished, she stood uncomfortably before me, with one arm across her very ample breasts and the other blocking my view of her pussy. Anyway, I’ve got to say she looked fantastic, standing there in just manisa escort high heels suspenders and stockings.

“Over the chair, and legs apart,” was my next instruction.

“It’s not right…it’s not right,” I heard her grumble. But she did it all the same.

She got a quick lash which cracked off her smooth skinned bum.

“That’ll teach you for being so flaming uppity,” I seethed. “When I tell you to do something girl, you’ll fucking do it. And it’s Sir from now on, by the way.”

“Is that understood?” I asked, giving her another hard swipe with the leather strap.

“Oww”

Then I gave her another.

“Oww, yes Joe…I mean yes, Sir.”

“So, I’ll get no more arguments about you stripping off in future, then?”

I slapped her viciously, to make my point. She didn’t like it. Nor did she like the next one, delivered in quick succession.

“Oww…No…No…I’ll do whatever you say…Sir.”

That’s when I started taking real liberties with my teenage sister-in-law: My hand deliberately feeling the curves of her pert young bum and taking my time about it.

She coughed. “Joe…Sir…please?”

“I could whip you all night? Would you rather that I did that?”

“No,” she whispered in defeat.

“All right, then, keep those legs apart” I said assertively, pushing my hand up between the backs of her thighs and touching her vagina for the first time.

“Ooooh,” she gasped, in surprise; her mouth open wide with shock.

She gasped even more when I then pushed a couple of fingers deep into her pussy. That’s when I found out that Harriet’s little sister was no longer a virgin.

She confessed all to me, in between her sobs and painful slaps of the belt. I got enough details to convince me that this innocent looking teenager was no stranger to sex. A few drinks at a party and some randy old bugger had nailed her on her way home. He had spotted her walking unsteadily down a farm track and had dragged her into a field. She was befuddled with alcohol and he’d taken full advantage. It had been her introduction to fucking, but, she had not known much about it, apparently, I was the only one whom she had told. I chuckled inwardly, knowing that I now knew something about Molly that Harriet and her Mum were not aware of.

“Please don’t tell Harriet,” she pleaded. “I’ll never hear the last of it.”

I laid down my conditions. She was going to have to let me fuck her now and more or less anytime I wanted. Otherwise, Harriet, was going to get to know about her little “indiscretion” and her life would be a misery.

I gave her a hug and dried her tears. Then I followed her up the stairs to her bedroom. Oh God, that pert, delightful swaying arse drew me up like a magnet.

I quickly got out of my clothes and grabbed her by the hips. Then lust just took over, as I covered her thighs, bum and breasts with my frantic kisses. Her skin was ultra-smooth and sexy, as my hands glided all over her luscious young body.

“Joe…Joe…you shouldn’t,” she ventured, as I continued to ravage her. By now we were on top of the bed and my cock was fully erect and throbbing. Spreading her legs wide, I kept on kissing the soft insides of her thighs and fingering her hairy sex, noting with growing pleasure how moist her pussy was becoming to my probing fingers.

I fucked her then; fucked my 19 year old sister-in-law, good and proper. I will never forget that delicious moment when my cock buried its way deep into her young vagina. Then with lust and desire continuing to spur me on, I gave her a right seeing to, with piston like thrusts…on and on and on…

She had been reluctant at first, but now she responded, thrusting back at me and moaning, seemingly enjoying every minute of our lovemaking. If Harriet had come back suddenly, she would have caught us red handed, but, in the heat of the passion that ensued, neither of us had any thought to that possibility. As it happened, she didn’t come back while we were “at it” or even just afterwards, so we had plenty of time to sort things out and get back to a semblance of normality. I looked at my watch then and realised that she had been out for some time. Who had she gone to see? Whoever it was I was grateful that she hadn’t spoiled our fun.

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Harriet pulled her mackintosh tightly around her, as her high heels click-clacked and echoed down the street. She also bit her lip in shame, knowing full well, that what she was doing was wrong: Her, a married woman off to meet her boss in a secret rendezvous. It wasn’t so much meeting up with him that was the cause of her shame, but, that underneath her coat she was completely naked. It was something that she had never, ever, done before. She closed her eyes and again felt the rising excitement that her lewd and shocking behaviour had induced. She felt that everyone she passed knew that underneath her coat she wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing. Her heart was thudding hard; she had never known a feeling quite mardin escort like this. And, it was sexually exhilarating.

She felt guilty sneaking out of the house and avoiding Molly and Joe. She had a good husband, but, sexually, they had never quite hit it off, hence her affair or sexual relationship with her boss Jeremy Rand. Since her appointment as his personal assistant, he had never stopped trying to get into her panties. She had resisted for months, but, he had finally got his way with her at the office Xmas party and had been fucking her regular ever since. He was married, but then of course, so was she. Neither of them had any intention of leaving their spouses, because, apart from work, sex was the only thing they had in common.

Thank goodness it was dark and that the coat covered her from the neck to her knees; well, just about to her knees, four inches short of her knees, in fact. It had been his idea, the dirty sod. He had wanted to leave his dinner party and meet her in an alley for “half an hour of pure unadulterated sex.”

She looked at her watch, as she turned into the darkness of the alleyway. It was a place where they had had sex before and somewhere where they knew they wouldn’t be disturbed.

He was already there. She could see his cigarette glowing in the dark.

First thing he did when he had her against the wall was unbutton her raincoat. She heard his low growl of lust when his hand felt the shape of her naked body inside, knowing that in spite of his outrageous request, she had done exactly what he had told her to do.

He couldn’t wait, in fact, to get his hands inside her coat, to explore her curvy, naked, body as he pleased; roving hands that rubbed and fondled her superb figure. And, inevitably, those hands were drawn to her firm curvaceous ass, usually hidden by tight skirts in the office and driving him crazy. It was what he had been looking forward to all day. So unbelievably sexy and desirable. He took his time, savouring every touch. Let those fucking guests wait, he thought. He had promised himself a decent shag and he was determined to have one. But first to familiarise himself with her outstanding body. Minutes later, he had his fingers inside her sex and worked her pussy hard.

The light drizzle of rain was having its effect. But both of them ignored it. He had worked her up to a frenzy and she was ready for sex. Her blonde hair was sodden and plastered to her head, her coat soaked, but, she didn’t care. Instead, she concentrated on his big cock. It was out of his trousers now and she had hold of it. It was totally erect and she loved the feel of it.

“In your mouth,” he grunted, and, in a trice, she was kneeling and complying with his wish.

“Oh yes,” he groaned as her soft lips enveloped the head. Then her tongue licked the length of it, making him harder still.

“You bad bitch,” he growled. “You deserve to be fucked.”

And fuck her he did, as his cock manoeuvred into the moist fleshy depths of her cunt.

“Oh, Oh, Oh,” she sighed in ecstasy as he thrust his cock, manfully, in and out.

Harriet leaned her head back against the wall and moaned. It was what she had come for, to be ravaged and fucked by her lover and that was why she had dressed like a slut.

Now they were getting down to some serious fucking…

He fucked her hard up against the wall. He had known she would be O.K. with that. He knew from personal experience that his pretty married assistant “liked it rough.”

It was incredible sex, but, it didn’t last long. Inevitably, it finished in a messy conclusion.

One last kiss and he was buttoning up and walking away. “We’ll do better next time,” he promised. “See you tomorrow.”

She too buttoned her raincoat and followed more slowly. She watched him walk away quickly across the other side of the street, before she lit a cigarette and made her way back.

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I sat in my car for at least 10 minutes, staring at my mother-in-law’s front door. Then I picked out the leather strap from the glove box, got out of the car and walking determinedly towards it. I had thought about this, off and on, for a long time, before, finally making up my mind to do it. Ironically, it had been Harriet who had put the idea into my mind when she had told me about her old man taking his strap to his wife, Lena, and making her scream late at night. The possible sexual connotations of this had not escaped me as it had Harriet. But, then again, a daughter wouldn’t necessarily think along dirty lines, it being her own mother and all.

But, I had given it a lot of thought and the strap had been itching in my hand for action. I had visualised Lena’s naked, perfectly shaped mature arse, pushed up and out, just begging for the punishment, taking lashes it so richly deserved. Even at 47, Harriet’s mum had a great figure; it has to be said, with long…shapely legs, great tits and an ass that I had lain awake thinking about. And she had made enough negative remarks about me to make me want some kind of revenge. I was not good enough for her precious daughter and all that. It was enough to justify to myself as to what I was about to do. I told myself she was well used to the sort of harsh treatment I had in mind and that I had a reasonable chance of getting away with it.

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My parents and I have always been close and they have always been very open and truthful about family matters to me. My parents were high school sweethearts. My Mother was nineteen and my Father was twenty when I was born. As I grew older, they told me that I was the result of a heavy petting session, in the backseat of my Father’s car, that quickly became passionate. My Mom’s pregnancy changed all of their plans. They got married right out of high school. They had both planned on going to college, but their plans were changed.

My Dad worked part time while he went to a trade school. He eventually got an apprenticeship as a machinist. Mom stayed home until I started school. After I started school, she also went back to school. She studied nursing and worked her way to a degree and on-the-job training to become an RN. My Dad was able to continue his schooling also and earned a degree in Industrial Engineering and Production Management.

I’m in college now, but over the years, I learned that my parents had a pretty rough time in getting ahead. But I didn’t know that while I was growing up. When all the other kids family’s were going on vacation to the California amusement parks, my family went camping, hiking and fishing during the summer.

We did lots of fun things together. I learned things like camp cooking, how to set up camp, fishing tricks, survival skills, etc. that made summer fun for a boy. Sometimes we would hike all day or fish all day, and we would end the day by skinny dipping in a stream or lake and nude sunbathing at our campsite.

I asked why my parents had hair on their bodies and I didn’t, and I asked why my Mother didn’t have a “willie” like me and my Dad. They said that the body hair was something that came with age and my Mom “didn’t have a ‘willie’ because girls were finished off more neatly than boys.”

As I think back, family communal nudity was not unusual. We skinny dipped and sunbathed together on vacation and much of the time we bathed and showered together at home. This all came to an end, without an explanation, when I was nine or ten. And I never wondered my parents spent so much time washing and drying each other when we skinny dipped or bathed and showered together. We had always been a close family and there was always lots of affectionate hugging and touching between us.

I’m in my third year of college now and I never realized how close I would come to my Mom and Dad until I returned home, for the summer break, after my sophomore year.

My parents were professionally and financially successful. One of the first things they did was to purchase a vacation cabin. This became our weekend retreat.

Shortly after I came home from college, we made a trip to the cabin to open it up for the summer. The cabin was located on a hilltop at the end of a private road. My folks had slowly acquired the surrounding forest land whenever they had some extra money. Now the cabin overlooked a rather extensive private forest preserve. Along with adding to the land, they added to and improved the cabin. Things like solar hot water and supplemental electric power, a hot tub, a shop and storage building, a photography dark room, and a well stocked wine cellar.

We settled in and had dinner. Mom had found some of our old vacation photo albums while she was getting out bedding and towels. We looked at the albums while we ate. There were many black and white snapshots and instant photos of our camping trips, fishing successes and hikes. There were a number of photos of us skinny dipping and sunbathing.

Dad commented that we surely had fun back then. Mom said she really enjoyed the skinny dipping and the feel of the sun and wind on her body and she wished she could be so carefree today. Dad said he didn’t see why she couldn’t sunbathe here at the cabin. And there was probably enough land so that we could even build a hiking trail or two for nude walks in the woods if she wanted. They asked me what I thought and I said that as a kid I enjoyed the skinny dipping and the showering and bathing together and, as a kid, I never understood why it stopped.

Mom said maybe we ought to renew the skinny dipping tradition tonight in the hot tub. We sat silently for a moment, then nodded in agreement. We cleaned up the dinner dishes, then we agreed to meet on the patio – no swim suits allowed.

The old photos showed that Mom was a Babe, with a slim waist and legs, pert tits proudly held high and a neatly trimmed pussy. Dad was a Hunk with a slim build with meaty looking cock dangling above a low hanging ball sack.

I was a little nervous about being nude with my parents. I’ve got a pretty good build since I work out. And I think my “package” is pretty good too – a rather thick cock and plump balls surrounded by curly blonde hair.

When I came out onto the patio, kahramanmaraş escort they were holding hands and standing by the hot tub. Their towels were lying over a chair. I hadn’t seen my parents nude in at least ten years. Mom was still a Babe and Dad was still a Hunk. They were both a little heavier and their waists were thicker. Mom still had slim legs, her tits were full and still proudly carried and her dark blonde pussy hair was thick and curly. Dad was more muscular. His chest was covered with dark hair and his still impressive cock and balls were framed by thick, dark, curly hair,

I threw my towel over my shoulder as I walked up to them. I think we were all a little embarrassed at first, but after we settled into the hot tub we began to relax. I sat across from them at first. Mom told me she wanted me to sit beside her. She wanted to sit between us and to be close to her two “boys”. I moved around next to her. She was still holding Dad’s hand and she took mine in her other hand. We sat, soaked and talked until it was quite late. It was nice listening to the sounds of the night and the quiet bubbling of the water.

Dad got out first. As he toweled himself dry, he said he was going to start a fire in the fireplace. I helped Mom out of the hot tub. I dried myself off then went inside to help Dad. I pulled the drapes closed and walked over to the fireplace. He was on his knees and he had gotten a small fire kindled. The only light in the room was from the fire as Dad added more small pieces of wood. Mom came in and sat on the sofa in front of the fireplace. Dad added a couple of larger logs to the fire.

As he stood up, Mom asked us to stand side by side so she could see her “boys”. She asked me if I remembered asking why I didn’t have body hair like her and Dad. I told her I remembered. She placed a hand on each of our stomachs, she said I now had hair like Dad. She said she liked looking at her two fine men. She slipped her hand down across our pubic hair and wrapped a hand around each of our cocks. I didn’t know what to do. Dad looked at me and smiled.

Mom leaned forward and kissed first Dad’s cockhead, then mine. She lifted our cocks off of our balls and said she liked holding her two fine men. She gave our cocks a little tug and we stepped closer to her. She placed Dad’s cockhead against her lips and sucked him into her mouth. My cock was starting to rise. She stroked her hand along my cock. She took Dad’s cock out of her mouth, turned to me and slid her lips as far down my cock as she could go. She cupped my balls in her other hand. Dad patted my butt, then he sat down on the sofa next to Mom and watched her suck their son’s cock.

The light from the fireplace filled the room. The only sound I heard was my own breathing. Dad moved closer to Mom. He put one arm around her. He placed his other hand over hers as she cupped my balls. He kissed her cheek, then his lips moved down to side of my cock. I felt his tongue licking along my cock as Mom moved her lips up to the cockhead. She took my cock out of her mouth, kissed Dad on the lips, then held my cock as he sucked it deep into his mouth. I didn’t know what to think or feel. Mom looked up at me and smiled. I put one hand on Dad’s head and one on Mom’s. I stood there in the fire light as my parents took turns giving me a blowjob.

Mom got off the couch and came over to stand behind me. She put her arms around me and pressed her body against mine. I could feel her nipples pressing into my back. I took my free hand and put it behind me and on her hip. She took my hand and placed it on her pussy. She pressed tight against me. My Father was vigorously sucking my cock and my Mother was rubbing her pussy against my hand.

Dad stopped sucking and sat back on the sofa. He looked at Mom and said that he now knew why she enjoyed sucking his cock so much. He said he had always wanted to know what it felt like to suck a cock, but he figured he would never know. He said it gave him thrill to have a piece of man meat in his mouth and to be able to suck it and lick it all over.

Mom took my hand, she stepped over in front of Dad and kneeled down. She held my hand and pulled me down to my knees beside her. She took Dad’s cock in her hand and started to kiss and lick it. She whispered to me that she wanted me to help her. I hesitantly licked his cockhead, then licked down the side of his shaft towards his balls. Mom licked the other side, then plunged her mouth down his cock. I looked up, Dad’s eyes were closed. Mom took his cock out of her mouth and looked at me. I leaned forward and slid my lips over his cockhead. Mom told me to run the tip of my tongue around the rim then tighten my lips and push down his cock. She told me to keep my lips tight and bob up and down. Dad was right- sucking cock gave me a thrill – a sort of nasty thrill – a doubly nasty thrill since I wasn’t supposed to be sucking another mans cock especially since that man was my Father..

Mom kastamonu escort whispered in my ear that she wanted to see her “boys” in a 69 on the rug in front of the fireplace. I stopped sucking and moved over to the rug. Dad got down on the floor. We lay on our sides facing each others feet. He grasped my cock and pulled it into his mouth with deep suction. I licked and kissed his cockhead before taking into my mouth and resuming sucking him off. I was able to fondle his balls.

I looked up at Mom. She was setting on the sofa watching us. The fingers of one hand were slowly running up and down between her pussy lips. She was cupping a breast with her other hand and, occasionally, she would hold her breast up and suck her nipple. I thought about this erotic and forbidden activity we were all engaged in. It just made my cock stiffen and swell. I was enjoying the feel on Dad’s cock against the inside of my cheeks and on my tongue, when I felt something press against my asshole.

I tried to look around but I couldn’t really see. I felt something cool and slick in my ass crack, then I felt a small finger slip into my asshole. I continued to suck cock as I felt another finger probing me. It was a larger finger. Soon I felt two separate fingers probing and stretching my ass. Dad had stopped sucking. I stopped sucking and lay quietly. I felt the smaller finger slip out. It was replaced by another larger finger. I was being stretched. The two fingers were pulled out and I was helped up onto my hands and knees. I felt Mom’s hand spreading my ass cheeks as more lube was worked into my asshole. Dad’s hands replaced Mom’s on my hips and I felt something bigger than a finger pressing against my pucker. I tried to relax as Dad’s cockhead slowly stretched my asshole as he pushed his cock up my ass. It hurt. The pain was pretty sharp until his cockhead pushed through my muscle ring. He pushed in all the way until I felt his pubic hair brush my ass. I expected to see his cock pop out of my mouth. I was stuffed full of father cock. I heard Mom say something about how beautiful it was to see her “boys” fuck. Dad started to pump his cock in and out of my ass. It felt good. I pushed back to force him deeper. He picked up the pace and I could feel his balls swing against my ass. All of a sudden, he paused, arched his back, shoved his cock balls deep into my ass, and blew his load. I felt his cock jerk and spasm as he shot his load of cum into me.

He held my hips to his crotch as he fell over on his side. My cock was as hard as a rock. Mom kneeled over me and sucked my cock into her mouth. She kneaded my balls and pressed her tongue hard against the bottom of my cock. Dad’s cock stiffened as he pushed into me again. That’s all it took. I started to cum. Mom kept my cock in her mouth as she sucked and swallowed. Cum was leaking from her lips. I felt like I was shooting my cum from the bottom of my body.

Mom stopped sucking me. She leaned over me and fed me a taste of my cum as she kissed me. She then kissed Dad. I could feel Dad’s cock soften. It dropped out my asshole with a soft pop. Mom squeezed some cum out of Dad’s cock. She sucked it into her mouth the fed his cum to each of us as she kissed us. I could feel cum leaking out of my ass. Mom leaned down and licked some of it from my thighs. She then lay up next to me. Dad put his arms around both of us as we rested.

Mom said she knew we shouldn’t be doing what we had done, but it felt good. Dad said he, too, knew that we shouldn’t be having sex with each other, but, if we all agreed, he wanted each of us to continue to follow our desires. I told them that I was surprised by what had taken place. I had enjoyed most of it and I wanted to go on.

Mom said we should clean up a bit then get some rest. We showered then lay down on the king sized bed in the master suite. Mom was in the middle with Dad and I snuggled up next to her. I fell asleep thinking about the three of us and where we might go and do after we awakened.

When I awakened the room was in dim light. I had a piss hard-on. After using the bathroom, I returned to the bedroom. Mom and Dad were sleeping on their backs. I pulled the sheet down and then kneeled on the end of the bed before crawling up between Mom’s legs.

I buried my face in her muff. I inhaled her womanly scent before using my tongue to burrow through her thick pussy hair to her slit. I licked her slit from bottom to top with long slow licks. She spread her legs for me. I used my fingers to open her pussy lips then I resumed the long slow licks.

Mom, in her sleep, said Dad’s name and how good his licking her pussy felt. Dad moved and propped himself up on an elbow. I looked up, my face wet with pussy juices. Dad smiled and started to stroke his cock. I went back to eating Mom’s pussy. I found her clit and sucked it gently between my lips. She spread her legs even more. I tickled and sucked her clit while Dad leaned over her and started to suck on her breasts. kayseri escort This awakened her.

I continued to lick and suck her clit. She finally realized what was happening. She asked where I had learned to eat pussy so well. I looked up at her. She was propped on her elbows and smiling down at me. I told her college wasn’t all books and tests. Besides, it was more socially appropriate for a young man to eat pussy than to suck cock. With that, I leaned over and gave Dad’s cock a couple of long deep sucks before going back to sucking Mom’s clit.

Dad tapped me on the shoulder and I moved aside. His tongue replaced mine on Mom’s pussy. He ate her pussy for a few more minutes, then he got up on his knees, took his cock in one hand and lubed the cockhead by running it up and down between Mom’s pussy lips. He slowly pushed his cock in. Mom adjusted her ass a little and he set up a steady stroking motion. Mom placed her hands and either side of her pussy. She held her lips open. I noticed her thumbs were touching Dad’s cock as it slipped in and out of her pussy. I sat back and stroked my cock while I watched my parent’s fuck. Dad started breathing harder and he picked up the pace. Finally, he shoved his cock balls deep and groaned as he told Mom he was cumming. He fell forward on top of her for a minute. They hugged and kissed, then he rolled off Mom and on to his side next to her.

I looked a Mom lying there with her widely spread legs. I moved between her legs and looked at her pussy. Her pussy lips were pink and swollen and there were drops of cum on her pussy hair. I leaned forward and licked her pussy. I liked the taste of the mix of her juices and the cum. My cock was so hard it ached. I moved up and slipped it into Mom’s cum-slick tunnel. I held myself still as I savored the feel of my cock inside this special pussy. I began a slow stroke when Mom put a hand over my cock. She said to stop. She had something that she had always wanted to try.

I pulled my cock out. She rolled over and got up on her hands and knees. She told me she wanted me to fuck her doggie style while she sucked Dad’s cock. Dad crawled around in front of her, got up on his knees and fed his cock into her mouth. I got up on my knees behind her and slipped my cock back into her pussy. Dad and I set up a motion. As I pulled her back onto my cock, her mouth slipped up Dad’s cock. When Dad pulled so her mouth slid down his cock, my cock slipped back out of her pussy.

The bedroom was in full light now. I looked over at the big mirror over the dresser. The three of us were reflected in it. It was an erotic picture. As Dad and I fucked her mouth and pussy, I watched her breasts swing and sway with the rocking motion the three of us had set up. When I buried my cock balls deep in Mom’s pussy, some of Dad’s cum would squish out around my cock. I used some of this cum to lube a finger which I slowly worked into Mom’s asshole.

She must have liked this because she really clamped her lips onto Dad’s cock as she set up a “super suction.” Dad stopped fucking her face as he began to cum. I could see, in the mirror, that some of his cum was leaking out around her lips as she swallowed his load. I started to pump faster. My balls started to tighten and my cock was getting stiffer.

Mom balanced on one hand. She let Dad’s cock slip out of her mouth as she reached back with her other hand and squeezed my balls. I arched my back, drove my cock as deep as I could and unloaded my cum into my Mother’s pussy. Mom pushed her ass back against me which kept my cock deep in her pussy. I put my arms around her and pulled her up so her back was against my chest. At the same time, I sat back so my ass was sitting on my heels. Mom was sort of sitting on my lap with my knees between hers. I slid my hands up under her full breasts and held them in my hands. There was cum in the corner of her mouth and on her lips. I licked the cum off and she turned her face towards me. As we started to kiss, I felt, first, a hand then a tongue on my balls.

Dad was kneeling front of us. He licked and sucked my balls, then licked up my cock which was still in Mom’s pussy. He nibbled and licked her pussy lips, then settled down to steadily sucking her clit. Mom and I broke a French kiss. She put her hands down on Dad’s head and I held her breasts while I ran m fingers over her nipples.

Mom started to make “mewing” sounds as she pushed Dad’s face against her pussy. She was telling him not to stop and her hands where all over her belly and breasts. She was pinching her nipples and mewing and crying and laughing all at once. She was shaking and trusting her pelvis and twisting her hips so much that I couldn’t believe Dad was able stay on her clit.

Finally, she relaxed against my chest. She kept saying how good that was. She placed a hand on Dad’s head as he continued to kiss and lick her pussy and my cock. My cock softened and plopped out of her pussy. Dad licked my cock clean and then he started to clean his and my cum out of Mom’s pussy. This set her off again into a series of small orgasms. Dad finished cleaning her pussy. He sat up. His face was wet with cum and pussy juices. Mom leaned forward and kissed him. Dad leaned forward and put his arms around both of us. I helped Mom clean the mixed pussy juices and cum off Dad’s face.

By the looks of it, mom and dad had done a pretty good job of setting things up. Short of an actual Luau, it was going to be one hell of a feast. We were actually scheduled to attend a Luau in fact, sometime next week over on the main island. But for now, this was the next best thing. Dad was already starting steaks, though there’d be fresh fish as well. The girls had already set up tables with all sorts of delicately prepared side-dishes that the resort had done up for us. And though wearing a tropical print wrap similar to mine, dad’s was considerably longer, making me wonder why mom had chosen much shorter ones for David and me. I didn’t mind it too much however once getting it on, it was comfortable, and made me wonder briefly if this was sort of what it might have felt like wearing a Kilt. I might just as well been naked for all the support or coverage it provided me.

And yet, oddly enough, it would have felt really weird sitting down to eat with everyone being naked too. So I suppose wearing something at least seemed far more appropriate.

At dad’s request, I moved some of the tables around just a little so that we’d all be able to sit down and eat together. As I finished doing that, mom came out with yet another tray of food along with some tablecloths to spread out. Almost immediately I saw what she had in mind when she said “make use of them in a sexy way.” The floral print wrap she was wearing was a bright emerald green with various plants and flowers decorating it. But that wasn’t what caught my eye. It was how she had chosen to wear it that did. She had secured it, tied it off so that it was worn mostly as a long dress reaching the ground. But one side was folded and tied up and over the shoulder, completely covering one breast, while fully exposing the other one. She looked sexy as hell in wearing it this way, and smiled briefly upon seeing me admiring the bold look.

“You like?”

I actually had to swallow before answering. “You look sexy as hell mom, admittedly, the one boob thing is kind of provocative.” She laughed at that.

“Yeah, wearing it this way, I can show off my best tit, and tease with the other one.”

“Best…tit?” I asked.

“Yeah,” she giggled again now helping me as we spread out the tablecloth together. “They’re not exactly the same size. This one’s just a little bigger than the other one is. So this way, you really don’t notice it so much.”

To be honest, I’d never really noticed or found much, if any, of a difference between them. But then again, it was only recently that she’d been parading around fully naked too.

“I’ve never noticed a difference,” I told her, hearing dad chuckle just behind me as I said that.

“That’s because you probably weren’t looking at them symmetrically,” mom grinned, winking at me as she said that. “Though I hold you and your sister accountable for the difference. For whatever reason, you both seemed to prefer sucking on my left breast as opposed to my right one…try as I did.”

“Me too!” Dad stated once again obviously listening in. “Just something about that left breast of yours,” he said teasingly.

“Just be glad you men don’t have to deal with something like that,” mom chastised him back. “How’d you like it if you had one ball considerably larger than the other one, then you’d know how I feel.”

I found myself actually standing there looking at my mother’s bare breast. Seeing that I was, she easily released the still covered breast, now standing there directly in front of me. “See?”

I looked again, closely now. And yes, there was a small slight difference, but unless you actually tried looking for it, it was hardly even noticeable. “They both look good enough to me,” I told her. “I think they’re incredibly pretty in fact,” I added to that, marveling at how firm and full they still were, hardly any real sag to them whatsoever, especially as firm and heavy as they really were. Perhaps not quite as high on her chest as Stacy, or Jessica’s were. But given time, I knew that their breasts would perhaps droop even more so than mom’s were.

“Thank you honey,” mom said walking up to kiss me, and not on the cheek either. Kissing me on the lips. I honestly think her kiss, though still brief, lingered just a moment longer than what might have been usual. Enough at least that when we parted, her lips still seemed to pucker a bit as though still savoring the moment. But not only that, I had also felt the softness of her bare breasts pressed against my chest for that same moment. Her nipples, both now as it appeared, a bit harder, more pronounced than they had been a moment ago.

“Whew,” I actually said, not realizing I’d voiced my feelings perhaps, though mom smiled almost seductively at me as she once more tucked away her breast back inside her sarong, recreating her original look.

“Go see what’s keeping your brother,” she told me. “See if he needs any help with his outfit.”

“I think I’ll see if Chris is up for doing that,” I told kuşadası escort her then. To which dad once more chuckled as he stood there turning the steaks.

“Send her in there to help…and they could end up missing dinner entirely!”

“Bradley!” Mom chortled, but then laughed as well. “Perhaps you’re right…maybe I should go and see if he needs any help myself.” With that, mom headed off towards David’s hut, leaving me to stand there wondering about the comment dad had just made.

“How much had been going on anyway?” I wondered, “And more importantly, if it had…how much did they really know?” Somehow, I felt like we would learn a great many details this evening as the night wore on. But I was left to return to that thought later as my three gorgeous sisters finally came out at that moment, joining us.

Though the floral print patterns were basically identical in design, the colors were of course all different, as was the way the girls had chosen to wear them too. Jessica had adopted mom’s idea basically, though BOTH of her breasts were bare, choosing to wear a bright red dress though it had been specifically picked out for her, with a white pattern, same as the others were. Though Stacy’s was blue, and Chris’s was actually a reverse of that, a white dress and black similar floral print. Jessica had worn hers as a full skirt, long to the ground, though she was completely naked from the waist up. Stacy was completely covered, but had used most of hers to wear her skirt very short, showing off a great deal of her perfectly shaped legs, though her breasts were teasingly encased in the rest of it, much like mom’s one covered boob was. Chris was actually the more modest of them all, though she too had shortened her dress even more so than Stacy’s was. Though I felt that my sister’s perfectly formed ass really was her best feature, which she seemed to be showing off. I knew just looking at her, that her pussy was only inches away from being exposed, and no doubt would be if she were to bend over, or even in sitting down. Most of her dress was likewise covering her chest with a double fold over both shoulders, and was then tied off and secured on one side. Each in their own way did indeed look sexy as hell.

“About damn time!” Dad announced, though he too had been admiring his daughters just as I had been. We turned as one, as mom and David began making their way over towards us. David’s short wrap, blue in color, where mine was black had been neatly formed and tied off along the side. It was clearly evident that his rather impressive looking tool was making an almost improper bulge just off to one side, making me feel for a brief moment, almost jealous at the obvious difference between us. Chris however, as usual, and almost as though reading my mind, leaned over whispering to me.

“Keep in mind honey…you’re what I call a ‘grower’. You start off small…er,” she chuckled. “But…you grow considerably bigger. David pretty much stays the same size, just softer to harder is all. You’ve got nothing to complain about. Trust me.”

Her words were both assuring, and yet once more alluded to the fact that she was a hell of a lot more aware of things that I obviously had been. And it again made me wonder, just who in this family had been doing what…to whom?

“Well, now that we’re finally all here together, and while we’re waiting for the steaks and fish to finish cooking, perhaps it’s time we have that quick little family chat. But not before we enjoy a toast together, towards our time together here, and this fabulous vacation we’ve all been enjoying.” Dad and mom then began pouring each one of us what proved to be a very potent tropical drink of some sort. Dad even called it a “Tropical Island, iced tea,” which to me, tasted like there was a bit of just about every kind of alcohol they had available inside the bar.

It was damn fucking good too. But I knew I’d have to go slowly with one, or two of these, or I’d find myself sucking pillow, instead of anything else later, which was my hopeful intent.

Mom’s “good tit” coming to mind as I actually thought that.

**

After our family toast, dad began his brief speech to us all. “As you all know…yesterday, after arriving here, your mom and I made a point of letting you all know what our personal intentions were. We had already decided early on, that shortly after our arrival, we planned on showing you how truly uninhibited and carefree we really are. Especially away from those of whom might frown on it the society in which we live. At least here, we can be free to express ourselves as we see fit without judgment or recrimination. We both wanted you to see that, and experience that with us, to whatever extent or level you were all equally comfortable with. And…we were right. It didn’t seem to take very long, that each one of you felt as comfortable and free as we did, in our respective nudities.”

I noticed upon looking around that kocaeli escort everyone was smiling, nodding their heads in full and complete agreement with him. So far…so good.

“And then of course…your mother and I,” dad said winking at mom as he spoke, “took things to another level as well. Being intimate, openly, and affectionately with one another. We didn’t hopefully, embarrass or do anything that seemed too flagrant, or too obvious. But the fact that I am sure most of you knew, we were being intimate, and enjoying one another, wasn’t lost on any of you as to how we now approached doing that either. We are here after all…to have fun, relax, find enjoyment in whatever ways we feel comfortable doing.”

As though they’d actually rehearsed all this, it was mom who now stood, as dad…as though on queue here, turned back to the barbeque, turning the steaks and checking on the fish to ensure it was cooking properly.

“We also wanted you all to know, we’re not blind to things that have been going on in this family, as much as some of you might think we have been. Early on…when your dad and I first met, and long before we even got married. We talked about it. Talked about the difficulties of trying to merge different personalities and heritages into this family, not to mention then later…including two more of our own with Brad Junior, and Stacy. Obviously as you all know and remember, these were trying times, especially with times between David and Brad that for a long time, I didn’t think would ever work out. Now at least…you two are civil to one another, so that’s something at least,” mom said looking at the two of us, as we in turn looked at one another, nodding heads.

“Your dad and I also discussed other things. Things that I know you were never fully aware of. Things we talked about, even planned for in a way, knowing the difficulties of trying to raise a ready-made family in one home. We knew going in…there would be curiosities, obstacles. Which we tried to manage as best we could, mostly by allowing each one of you to find your own way, work through those without either one of us having to step in until it was absolutely necessary. For the most part, I think that strategy worked. You all found your way, sometimes with one another, sometimes in confidences with each other that you didn’t always share with anyone else…including your dad and I. The thing is, you did. But you also discovered some intimacy too. That was again something that was expected. We knew it would happen, it was virtually inevitable that it would. We didn’t know in what combinations it might, or what the outcomes of such alliances would result in. Again…for the most part, I think things took their natural normal course. And obviously…since we’ve been here, that seems to have held true and continued on from there as well.”

Once more, mom and dad seemed to exchange roles as he now began stacking the meat on a plate, which mom then carried over towards the table.

“Much as some of you might think otherwise, your mother and I weren’t blind to some of the things that have been going on between some of you throughout the years. And…which I think I can easily say, have continued on here as well yes?” He asked looking at each one of us, though grinning now as he did that.

I almost chuckled at that, seeing several looks back and forth amongst everyone…me and Chris included in that, and to some extent…Stacy and I as well, though it was David and Jessica who seemed to be exchanging most of those looks between themselves.

“Hurry up Bradley,” mom said interrupting him for the first time. “Before dinner gets cold.”

Dad nodded his head, continuing. “So bottom line then is this…as far as we’re concerned, though you are all our children, you’re also all adults. And as adults, you are free to make your own decisions, seek your own desires and goals in life, whatever they might be…and with whomever they might be with. While we’re here…especially here, your mom and I wanted you all to know…”

“That we’re ok with whatever you want to do with one another,” mom said jumping in again, obviously trying to speed things up a little here, though she quickly took it to another extreme, perhaps in getting more directly to the point. “If you want to fuck one another, feel free to do so. Even feel free to watch us doing it if you’d like…if something like that turns you on. I know…speaking for your father and I, we’ve enjoyed watching some of you, given the opportunity to do so that is.”

I was a little surprised at mom’s vulgar use of the word fuck, as she rarely used it. Just hearing the word, though I’d certainly said it enough times myself, seemed to escalate the overall mood and tone of this little family meeting we were having. Something I think we all felt and realized, especially when Jessica immediately spoke up taking advantage of that open door perhaps.

“You mean…you and daddy have seen me…seen us?” konya escort Jessica asked jumping in as well now, looking first at David, and then at Stacy, though that one I think, had somehow been missed by dad, up until now anyway, as he now looked over at her inquisitively. Though I also noticed, mom didn’t.

“Once or twice,” mom grinned. “Needless to say, we never questioned you about it now did we? Nor will we now either. All we are saying is this…if you choose to do so, especially while we’re here, then feel free to do so. And that holds true for the rest of you as well,” she then added. “Now…come, sit down, eat. We can talk about this further during dinner if you wish to. But lets not waist any more time and ruin dinner here by letting it get cold.”

As we all stood and began heading over towards the carefully prepared table full of food, Chris was the first to make yet another comment, almost stopping everyone in their tracks.

“Daddy, you didn’t say we were also having Polish sausage,” she said looking serious. Though he looked at the barbeque for a moment as though half expecting to see some there, and then back towards her again, looking confused. “Either that…or a snake crawled up inside your wrap,” she grinned, now pointing out the obvious. Dad’s dick had risen just a bit, tenting out the front of it as he actually blushed, the rest of us looking, and then laughing a little at Chris’s not too subtle awareness of dad’s obvious arousal. She then looked at mom however, raising the question that I myself had been wondering about, and almost too afraid to actually ask.

“So does this mean if I wanted to, it would be ok for me to reach out and fondle dad’s sausage if I wanted to?” She dared to ask mom.

Mom and dad glanced at one another, smiles on their faces. “This too is something we discussed, though we decided long before now, and agreed to again last night…it would be perfectly ok with us as well, as long as that none of you felt pressured, or obligated to do anything like that. We felt…as long as it was your desire, and not just our own, we’d leave something like that up to each one of you. But…since you raised the question, and asked it…let me say this. “It’s up to you to let us know if that’s something you want to do or experience. Neither your father nor I will approach any of you. So…that being said, let’s eat, and let the rest of the evening more or less take care of itself. Everyone ok with that?”

I sat down next to mom, reached out, fondling her “covered” breast. “I think I need to make amends to this one,” I said smiling at her. “If you’d let me,” I then added to that.

“I’d like that. In fact…I’d enjoy that very, very much,” she said similarly reaching over, her hand on my upper thigh briefly, and then quickly, far too quickly in fact, giving my now rock hard cock a gentle, affectionate squeeze through my wrap. I knew then, most likely before the night was over, I wouldn’t be wearing it. Nor did I also have any doubt, most everyone else wouldn’t be wearing their outfits any more either.

**

Not only was the dinner we were having together spectacular, but so was the mood and atmosphere now that everything had been literally and figuratively speaking…laid out on the table. Most everyone was laughing, even flirting with one another. The jokes getting more and more decadent, even some of the stories people began sharing, and then asking one another about.

“So mother…how many times did you and daddy catch David and I together anyway?” Jessica curiously asked.

“A few times…twice for me at least, and I know for sure once with daddy,” she answered. Though she also turned towards Stacy too. And once with you too honey,” she smiled. “Though that time was with that girl-friend of yours, Dianna I believe? The girl you were sort of seeing for a while?”

Stacy seemed obviously surprised at that one. “You did? I mean, when…how, where were you?”

“One night when she’d come over for a sleep over as I remember. The two of you were down in the living room, sleeping together in sleeping bags? Remember that?” Obviously by the look on her face, she now did, though still somewhat bewildered by it. “Your daddy and I even fucked…watching you two, at the top of the stairs, though you never saw us of course. Somehow, we managed to keep quiet. I don’t mind saying though…seeing you honey, was pretty erotic. I’m not sure how many girls you had actually been with by then, but it was certainly obvious, to me at least, that you knew what the hell you were doing, and that you obviously enjoyed doing it.”

Stacy was blushing profusely now, especially glancing about at everyone else who sat looking…and yet smiling affectionately at her. Though she quickly turned the tables on mom at that point too. “So…have you ever been with another woman before mom?” She asked pointedly. And though mom hesitated for a moment, she quickly answered.

“Not really…no. I sort of experimented curiously when I was a lot younger yes. But I’ve yet to actually do much of anything with another woman. Not that I wouldn’t, given the chance perhaps. But it just never really presented itself. No one I know at least would be into that. Not amongst the friends or people your dad and I know…”

As anyone with siblings of the opposite sex will admit, there comes a point in time when a sister/brother/cousin ceases being just that, and enters the realm of woman or manhood. Raging hormones tend to take care of the rest. My older sister and I had always gotten along especially well, so, as her body filled out into that of a perfectly-shaped woman, I took much notice. She noticed my notice, and, played along with my ogling, comments, and cheap thrills derived from quick ass-grabs. We eventually reached the point of regular sex together, keeping it our little fucking secret for quite a while. That is, until I managed to get a visiting cousin involved.

My somewhat distant cousin, Gary, had lived in Arizona ever since I was really young, so, I never got to know him all that well. Upon hearing of his impending visit for a few weeks, I wanted to meet him, maybe have some drinks, and just hang out. Deb, my older sister (who had become a workout fiend, and sculpted her body to a hardened sex rock), echoed the same sentiment, since Gary’s mom had been her godmother. While in her apartment about a week before Gary’s arrival, I asked my sister if she’d be interested in joining me, meeting him at The Crock, a new, local bar. She agreed, and joked with me that “we couldn’t have any touchy stuff,” as we had been known to do when having a beer alone together. “I don’t want to give him the wrong idea,” Deb said. Arrangements were made, and, the following Friday evening, we went to meet Gary at The Crock. Deb wore a tight pair of jeans and crop-type top, that exposed part of her flat abs and highlighted her tits. With just a touch of makeup on her face, she looked incredibly hot.

Scanning the room, we spot a guy sitting alone in a booth, and gingerly ask “Gary?”

“That’s me…JAY! I haven’t seen you since we were little kids!” We shake hands, and, Deb saunters up to the table, silent. “Whoa!” Gary said, “And, WHO is this honey?”

A little embarrassed, she says “I’m Debbie…Your cousin! I don’t think you remember me…” Turning a shade red, Gary looks at her and joked that “Guess not…I’d have remembered someone as sexy as you!” followed by a playful pat on her ass. We sit down and laugh this off, and the drinks flow. I was on the same side as Deb was, and it didn’t take long to break our no-touch rule. As we all talked and caught up, I moved my hand underneath the table, sliding it upwards on her leg towards her tight-jeaned crotch.

Deb giggled a bit, trying to shy my hand away. Excusing herself to go to the ladies room, Gary and I had a chance to do some man-talk, notably about my hot sister. “God-Damn!” he exclaimed, “You do NOT want to know the things going thru my head about her! Look at the ass on her!” Looking him straight in the eye, I prodded him “I know…and, may be able to help…See, Gar, I’ve been doing her for years…It might be time to involve others in this.”

Absolutely stunned at my admission, he repeatedly asked me “How long?? You? HER? Fucking and all??” Chuckling, I told all to him, and, before Deb returned to the table, Gary wanted in…Side her. Knowing my sister’s affinity for white wine, and, more importantly, what it did to her, I ordered up a round of white wine for a toast. eskişehir escort “To family,” Deb proposes (even as my left hand rode up into her crotch, making her giggle again). “Cheers!”

This would repeat most of the evening, until we decided to get up to leave. Deb went to stand up, then sat back down “Uh-Oh…heee!!” she laughs, “Somefuddy better hold me upf.” Reaching to grasp each side of her waist, Gary and I support her to the car, the whole time non-verbally communicating what should be next. As I drove, my sister engaged in a laughing fit, my hands virtually diving into her mountainous tits. “Ahhh!! Stop, you…Now my titties are hangin’ out!” but, she was in hysterics laughing at it, so, I knew it was ok. Deb instructed me to take her back to the apartment, so she could “try to get right.” I complied, still fooling with her tits and crotch as I drove. She was feeling playful, and, loved it.

What she didn’t know was that Gary was following behind me in his car, right to Deb’s door. I stumble her upstairs, stealing some feels and a brief little makeout session along the way, and get her into her place. Minutes later, Gary knocks on the door, as I am working Debbie into a corner of her kitchen. The doorbell rings, and, Gary enters. “Well, lo and behold, it’s Gary!” I said, acting surprised. “Heyy…How’d you find my apartment, man?”

Debbie laughingly said, as my hands were about to cover her body. “Wait…Stop…Jay…There’s people here…Stop it…C’Mon, handsouttamytop.” I let her go, and she heads down the hallway, to the bathroom. “Hey, Gare,” I said to him, “Feel like gettin’ some of that tonight?” Perplexed, but, very interested, he asked me how. “Easy,” I replied, “She’s already in a mood to fuck, so, I’ll simply propose a, shall we say, “double dip on Deb.” My sister came out of the bathroom, jeans snap undone, so her bellybutton and a smidge of panties were visible. The smell of cunt wafted in the air, and both of us picked up on it.

We sit on the couch, Deb in the middle, followed by myself and Gary on each side. “Oooo…I’ve never had TWO guys on my couch before” she jokes, flailing her arms over our shoulders, leaving her upper body unprotected. I reached over and grabbed her left tit, giving it a good, hard squeeze. Gary tried the same, reaching for her right tit. “Heyy, guys…” she says, “Those are attached, you know!” By this time, my sister had to be aware that we were flanking her on that couch for a reason, and it involved her hot, wine-buzzed body. Reaching into her shirt, I snuggle up closer to her and whisper “c’mon, Debs…whaddya say to 2 of us tonight?” A little daring, Gary went for her pants, placing his hand over her abdomen, sliding down very slowly towards her pussy. Briefly, her hand stopped him, but, he kept going. “Jay,” she tells me, “you want to 2 on 1 me, is that it?”

“Yes, Debs…Please, let us both pleasure you, fill you up, give you a good fucking.” Meanwhile, my hands were flipping her shirt over her tits, and Gary and I were both working at her bra straps and gently nibbling on her neck. I loved it when my sister was in a horny mood, and, still on a wine buzz. She was ours for the taking.

Gary yanked her jeans gaziantep escort down further, now exposing more panties and pussy bulge. We were both hard for my sister, and, directed her hands to our hardened cocks. “Debs…start here…do it to us…Then decide if we can team fuck you tonight.” My sister’s hands stroked our steel-stiff rods, sliding up and down, massaging the tip with her long nails, digging into our shafts, causing our veins to throb. My sister was great at dick play and jerking me off; a lesson I learned years earlier in her car. Watching her head move up and downward, it was like she couldn’t decide if she wanted to suck our cocks. I made that choice easy for her, directing/lightly pushing her head down to my lap, making her suck my hard cock. My hips pushed ahead, forcing my tree trunk-like penis down her throat, spewing into her mouth. All the while, my sister continued to tease and jerk Gary off, and now had a handful of cum to deal with on that side. “Ohh, Debs…” I sighed to her, “take it all in…throat it all.” Moving her head back and forth faster now, my sister went at my dick with reckless abandon, her tongue and lips just devouring my risen cock. She was using her teeth to massage it as well, further driving up my cumming.

Following my third spew in her mouth, I guided Debbie’s head over towards Gary, who had waited long enough. If there was any doubt he was family, well, one look at his huge cock proved he was. Lightly grasping her hair, Gary directed my sister’s head to his pulsating item, forcing her to take it all in, all at once. She gagged a few times, but, stayed on task. I watched as she plunged up and down our across the nation cousin’s dick, taking in his cum along with mine, and enabling herself to be USED by us like this. She was becoming our whore, and, we had every intention to keep it that way. A deep gag almost made her stop, but again, Gary’s hand lightly pushed Debbie’s head downward, non-verbally telling her that her job was not done. My sister ate this guy’s cock like it was a July 4th hot dog, sinking her perfect, sexy teeth into him as she did me. We had some fun with her, switching her off between us while keeping her busy on the couch. Sexy Debbie took in our huge, cum-sticked cocks a total of 6 times. Her mouth had been spewed with our juices, and she tried to wipe it off of her face with varying results.

Lifting her head with a groan, Deb looked a little tired, and sat silent as we essentially molested her to the point of near-total nudity. The night’s half-shirt, which had been flipped over her now open tits, was now successfully on the floor, with her tugged and stretched bra. Gary had held up my sister’s legs as I worked her jeans down to her ankles, to her approval. “Uhhh…mm…J…Did…Was…yeah…Enough?” she muttered, trying to gauge our interest in following through with the proposed double-entry of her wet cunt hole. I leaned down, gave her navel and pussy some light kisses, and told her that “we’re going to finish this up all the way.” Gary supported her back, and we stood her on her feet. “Wait…guys…I tired…Can’t fuck wait?”

“Nah, Debs…you cocked us off well, so, we have to do it to you while we’re giresun escort this up…You’ll see.” Mumbling and babbling due to the first experience with us, my sister allowed us to lay her down on her bed and totally disrobe her. We then removed our clothing, leaving our hard, throbbing, and cum-shined dicks in mid-air. “C’mon, sis…DO US DO US” I chanted. “Yeah,” said Gary, “Open up and say ahhhh!” Being so tired from the night, and, with both of us there to overpower her if necessary, there wasn’t much she could do, anyway.

Grasping for the pillow, Debbie spread her legs in anticipation of taking me on first. “C’mere little brother” she said as I mounted her and got in position to stuff her pussy. Thrusting forward, I make initial contact, and she sighs and jumps a bit. Cheerleader Gary chimes in with “DO HER, MAN, DOOO HER!!” I have to admit, having someone watch me fuck my sister kinda turned me on. Raising her arms over her head, I force-feed my cock into her sweating, soaked pussy, causing her to gently scream and heave. Moving faster and faster into her hole, my sister’s body begins to shake and tremble, and I aim to have her let out a loud, hard scream. I wanted my sister Debbie to be taken to such cunt limits by me, then, passed on to Gary, thus completing the whore cycle. Debbie HAD to be used, whored out, utterly given up to two family members.

Proceeding to fuck away at my hot, older sister, I seemed to get a burst of energy while inside her. At one point, Deb slightly tapped me, as if to say “let me rest,” but, my cock was too busy violating that where it wasn’t meant to be. Again, I spewed, this time leaving my cum mess on her thighs and belly. With her eyes half-closed, I rolled over, paving the way for Gary to pounce on her. I could only hope he wouldn’t be very rough with her, as she was already partially passed out. Her inside thighs were reddening from such intense fucking action. Placing himself directly on top of my sister, Gary entered her over and again, with each time being slightly more forceful than the previous. The bed frame rocked and squealed like never before. Debbie’s sighs and screams reverberated throughout the apartment. Gary was fucking her good and hard, and he was only just starting.

“UGH!!OHH!” I heard from her sexy, but, limp voice. Her breathing heaves were quick, short attempts at grasping some new air for her tired lungs as Gary literally leaped up and down on her, driving his cock into the far reaches of her cunt as her body indented the mattress. “OhhOhhhOhhhOhhAAAAAA!!” she exclaims, now in mid-stream of being hard-fucked by this long lost cousin. Strangely into it, myself, I began to talk to her like a coach “C’mon Deb…MORE…MORE…PUSH UP HARDER!! TAKE HIM IN!” It was a trance-like thing, where she was allowing us both full, free reign on her used body. This wasn’t a rape by any means; It was my hot, sweet, sexy sister, giving it all up for two male family members. No rules. No guidelines. Just pure, man-woman FUCKING. My sister Debbie always knew how to use her god-given body talents to her advantage (it got her many a job in the employment world). Now, she was giving it all up to us, letting us plow her field, rough if desired. Deb became, fully that night, our whore and personal fuck toy. We had her physically and mentally, and that made all the difference.

In future year’s visits, Gary and I would repeat this activity with my sister Deb, including after all of us were married. To this day, Delicious Deb remains the best fuck I ever, ever had. Gary, too.

Pt. 2 – Monday Morning

I woke up at a little after 9:00 am, my morning wood throbbing and my mind racing from the inevitable dreams that filled my night. Beth was already out of bed, she usually wakes up by 6:00, if not earlier. 4 to 5 hours sleep is about her max. I thought she might need more after last night, but I guess I was wrong. I heard noises coming from the kitchen; breakfast was apparently well under way.

I stretched and got out of bed, pulling on last night’s clothes. I shifted my dick to a more comfortable position and headed to the bathroom. The bathroom door opened to reveal Katie coming out, a towel wrapped around her body and another around her hair. My breath caught as I took in the sight, she was beyond sexy. She saw me, glanced at the huge bulge in my jeans, smiled and headed upstairs.

I ducked into the bathroom and willed my erection to ease so that I could take a piss. You know how hard that can be, right guys? Finally after a couple minutes I managed to empty my bladder and felt a lot better as at least that pressure was eased. I washed my face and went out into the kitchen.

“Good morning sleepy head.” Beth said and she greeted me with a kiss. “You’re the last one up,” she said, a little half grin on her face, as she glanced at the only slightly subsided bulge in my jeans.

“Funny, I’m usually the first one up, for you anyway,” I whispered in her ear as I pinched her ass. She giggled and slapped my hand away. Denise and Melanie laughed along and Cathy gave them a warning look. David coughed ‘get a room’ into his hand, which caused the girls to laugh harder. Cathy slapped David on the back of his head and told him to behave.

“See what you started;” Beth said, “now you’ve gotten the girls and David in trouble.” Beth smiled and pointed at the cupboards, “nothing fancy for breakfast today, cereal, bread, there’s fresh fruit in the fridge, your choice.” I pinched her ass again as she turned away from me. No giggle this time, just a sigh and shake of the head “you’re incorrigible.”

“Well that’s so much more fun the being corrigible.” I said with a smile as I put some bread in the toaster. More giggles from the girls, Beth pointedly ignored me, and David groaned at the very old joke. “So what’s on tap for today?”

That seemed to open the flood gates and suggestions and ideas were thrown around. After 10 minutes or so, we seemed settled on a few specific options, and then the crowd from the other cottage came in.

“Hey we had some thoughts on what to do today,” Ron said as he entered, which of course lead to twenty more minutes of conversations. I was being quiet, just enjoying my toast. Part way through the conversation Katie came back down, dressed for the day in a light summer dress. It was a very conservative dress, yet on her it still looked sexy.

“See what I’m talking about Beth,” Cathy whispered to my wife when she noticed Katie, “I could wear that same dress and I’d look like an old church lady. On her, it almost looks indecent!”

“I hear you; of course, we both know that we’d love to have people say the same thing about us.” Beth replied and glanced at me to see me watching Katie; she started to smile, and then stopped.

“Ain’t that the truth” Cathy said before she turned back to the conversation on the day’s activities. There was a slight hint of wistfulness in Cathy’s voice. Probably thinking back to when she was Katie’s age.

The group seemed to decide on staying close to the cottages for the day. Figured it would be a good day to relax after our travel day yesterday. We had brought some outdoor games with us (washer toss, ladder golf, horseshoes, you know, the typical kind of things) and there was a nice pool in the park, just down from the cottages.

“Staying around here sounds good to me. Who else needs to shower in this cottage?” Denise and Melanie put up their hands, as did David. Beth said she showered before Katie, Cathy said she showered last night. I hadn’t even heard them come in last night, let alone hear the shower.

“Well, I definitely need a shower; I found it very hot last night.” I looked at the girls and smiled, Beth threw me a warning look. The girls smiled back, Denise winked at me.

“I’m not sure how much hot water we have, so we may need to stagger the showers a bit.” I said.

“Well, Melanie and I can always share a shower, you know, to save water.” Denise said with a not very innocent looking grin. All of the guys in the room coughed at the same time, even David. Clearly, we all had the same image in our minds.

“Girls!” Cathy yelled, shocked at Denise’s brazenness.

“Well, we don’t have too. Besides, some of the guys here probably could use a cold shower anyway.” She looked at the bulge in my pants and smiled again. Cathy gave her a light smack on the arm and Beth and Trish both started laughing.

“Oh you girls have grown up haven’t you?” Beth said with a smile. “A cold shower would probably do Josh a world of good right about now.” I blushed; I actually blushed hatay escort when Beth said that. Then I started to laugh. I was somewhere between very amused and very embarrassed.

“I resent that comment, I don’t deny it, but I do resent it!” I said with fake indignation. “On that note though, I getting in the shower now, and just so you girls know, I’m using all the hot water.” I stuck out my tongue like a 5 year-old and ran to the bathroom. Before I could get there though, Denise jumped in front of me. I tried to get around her but she blocked my every move.

“Sorry Uncle Josh, I’m first, then Melanie.” She said.

“Is that the way it always works?” I replied, thinking back to what happened last night with Melanie taking care of Denise and having to look after herself. Denise’s cheeks flushed slightly as she obviously knew what I was referring to.

“Well, she is the youngest, but don’t worry, Katie and I always make sure she’s well taken care of.” She winked and then ducked into the bathroom, closing the door on me.

Fuck! I really did need a cold shower now. I looked over at Beth who was looking a little flush as well. She clearly caught the meaning of the exchange as well, as did Melanie and Katie. Melanie actually looked a little embarrassed at the moment. Katie, of course, just looked fucking sexy!

“I’m going outside to get the outdoor games set-up; besides the fresh air might help blow a little of the stink off me.” I grinned and headed to the door, noticing that it was 10:40 already.

“I’ll give you a hand.” A sexy voice said behind me, I turned to see Katie getting up to join me. My cock swelled as I thought about how I could use her hand right about now. I waited until I was outside before I adjusted myself. Since I was going commando, my arousal was all the more obvious. Katie joined me outside, glanced down briefly and smiled at me. God, it’s a wonder she can walk down the street without getting accosted.

“So, what do you want me to do?” Katie asked, quite sweetly. I wanted to say, bend over, but thought better of it.

“Help me get the stuff out of the car, and then you can give me a hand putting things together.” She smiled and grabbed my hand, pulling me towards the car. I popped the trunk before we got there.

“Oh, washer toss, I’ll grab one of the boxes!” Katie said and in my mind I pictured her reaching down to grab Denise’s pussy. I watched as she bent over at the waist to reach into the trunk. Her dress rose tantalizingly up the back of her legs. I was begging for it to keep rising when she pulled back and straightened up with half of the washer toss game.

“Oh, the two boxes are connected, I can’t handle them both. Did you want to grab the other box?” I won’t even begin to describe the image going through my head at that point.

I nodded, not quite trusting my voice at that point, and grabbed the other box. Thankfully it hid the very large and uncomfortable bulge in the front of my jeans. Katie and I walked over to the grassy area between the two cottages. She bent over at the waist, facing away from me to put her box down. Her dress rose even higher than before, but not quite high enough.

Visions of what lay beneath her dress flashed through my mind. I watched as she straightened back up and did a little stretch. I wasn’t sure if she was intentionally teasing or if it was just her being her. I shook my head and backed up until the string connecting the boxes caught, lowering the other box to the ground.

“Ok, I’ll grab the ladder golf set and put it together; you grab the horseshoes and set those up.” Katie just gave me a dazzling smile and return to the car trunk. It was only Monday and I was thinking it had the potential to be a very long and frustrating week. I stepped behind Katie at the car and she backed up into me.

I felt her very firm ass make contact with my very firm dick. She shifted a little before turning to give me a little wink. She moved out of the way and I grabbed the ladder golf set and a screwdriver to put it back together. I noticed that there was a screw missing and starting looking around the trunk.

“Is something wrong Uncle Josh?” Katie asked from behind me.

“There’s another screw around here somewhere,” I said.

“I’m sure there are several places you could screw around here,” Katie replied. I stood up quickly and banged my head on the trunk. All thoughts of Katie’s comments were driven away by a trunk latch to the back of the head.

“Fuck! Fuckity, Fuck, Fuck!” I cursed as I reached behind to grab the back of my head. Before I knew it Katie was standing in front of me, very closely, reaching behind to place her hand on mine.

“Oh, I’m sorry Uncle Josh! It’s my fault you whacked your head.” Seriously, even with the throbbing pain in the back of my skull, I thought, yes, it will be your fault that I need to whack my head. I let her tend me for a minute, reveling in her closeness.

“Are you ok?” I heard Beth call from the cottage. I coughed ığdır escort and pulled away from Katie a little.

“He’s fine Aunt Beth. I think something startled him and he banged his head on the trunk lid.” Katie threw me a dazzling smile that just screamed sweet and innocent such that I almost laughed. I pulled my hand out from under hers and looked at it; there was no sign of blood, so that was good.

“Oh, is that all? The way he was cursing I thought he’d cut a nut off or something.” I could hear the others laughing from inside the cottage.

Katie moved behind me, and pulled me down gently to place a kiss on the back of my head.

“From what Denise tells me, we definitely wouldn’t want you to lose one of you nuts,” she whispered in my ear, with no trace of sweet or innocent in her voice. I unconsciously adjusted my rather obvious erection, blushed and coughed lightly. I stepped away from Katie and looked into the trunk.

I reached in and then looked back at Katie,

“Looks like I found the screw I needed.” I said, reaching into the trunk and glancing back at Katie. This time it was her turn to blush.

“Ok, let me put the ladder golf set together and then I’m going to take that damned cold shower.” Katie laughed and then helped me gather up the ladder golf pieces. We walked over between the two cottages and I crouched down on the grass to start assembling.

“Katie, would hold this for me, while I screw it in?” Two could play at this game.

“I’d be more than happy to Uncle Josh.” Katie smiled down at me and stepped very close, grabbing the top part of the set. I looked down to start screwing the pieces in and notice Katie shifting her feet slightly. I got the first two screws in and looked up. Katie and spread her legs apart and ‘accidentally’ raised her dress up a little higher. From my vantage point I could see her pussy clearly through the very sheer panties she was wearing. There was a little heart shape tuff of hair at the top of her lips and a damp spot on her panties.

I breathed in sharply at the sight. I had only caught a brief glimpse of her sex during last night’s activities.

“Please don’t tell me you’re done screwing yet? I think I could handle it a little longer, or from what Denise tells me, a lot longer.” Katie said with an impish grin on her face as I looked up into her eyes. Her lust was very evident.

“Let’s get these last few screws put in, and then I’m going to see if I can add ice to my cold shower.” I somehow managed to pull my eyes away from her pussy and back to the task at hand. I finished attaching the one leg and moved over to the second leg; Katie switched sides with me, even though she didn’t need to. I looked up again and noticed her panties were even damper than before. I could just catch the slightest hint of her scent, before I even realized what I was doing; I stoked my hand up her inner thigh and ran a finger across her dampness.

“Oh god!” Katie moaned as I withdrew my fingers and brought them to my nose, before sucking them into my mouth. “Oh, god, that was hot!” Her scent and taste was just like the rest of her, too damn sexy for words. Suddenly realizing where I was, and what I was doing, I returned my attentions to ladder golf. With the first section assembled, I moved to the second. Katie moved with me as well.

Somehow she managed to stand even closer and her dress seemed to have moved even higher. Her arousal was very evident as I took several attempts to put in the screws for the first leg. When I turned to move to the other leg, I found my face just inches from Katie’s very wet and very fragrant pussy. My dick swelled uncomfortably in my jeans, crouched down as I was it was very restricted. I took a deep breath and then leaned forward. Placing one hand on the back of her left leg, I pressed my tongue into her soaked panties and probed at her wet slit. God! It was divine.

“Fuck me!” Katie hissed as I swirled my tongue a little over her panty covered pussy. For a second I thought about pulling her down and doing just that. Then reality crashed rudely back into my mind. I pulled back and finished assembling the ladder golf set. I stood up without taking another look at Katie’s oh so sweet pussy.

“Thanks for the help Katie, but we need to talk.” I looked at her, trying not to focus on the taste of her pussy still lingering on my tongue. “I would love nothing more than to throw you down and explore every inch of you, to make you cum hard on my tongue, to taste your juices as they squirt from your hot pussy.” Katie’s face was flush and there was a look of pure lust on it.

“Oh god, Uncle Josh, I want you to do that, I need you to do that. Please!” She stood right next to me, her firm breasts pushing into my chest. I could feel her hard nipples against me. I took a deep breath and looked down as I felt her hand rub over my rock hard cock.

“Like I said, I would love too. But I won’t.” At that moment the utter sense of devastation on Katie’s face nearly killed me. “Katie, ısparta escort you are my niece, I shouldn’t be having this sort of conversation with you. Everything that happened last night aside, it just isn’t appropriate behavior, for either of us.” Katie looked like she was going to protest and I raised a hand.

“But that’s not why I won’t do it. I love you very much, you are a part of my family and I’m so lucky be a part of your life. The thing is, there’s someone that I love even more. And I won’t betray Beth, no matter how much we may both want to act on our feelings right now.” I was going to end it there when a very devious part of my mind had a very inappropriate thought.

I looked around and saw no one else, so I lowered my hand and slipped it into Katie’s panties. My fingers slid over her clit before sliding into her very tight pussy. I pulled back as she gasped and rubbed around her clit, slowly but with a building pressure. Katie gasped and started to circle her hips, trying to rub harder against my hand. I kept this up as I whispered in her ear.

“However, if you can get Beth to agree to let you fuck me, then I wouldn’t have an issue. Hell, if you could get her to join us, it would be even better.” I kept rubbing, keeping the same tempo but pressing just a little harder. Katie moaned into my shoulder, “Do you think you can do that? I will make it worth your while.” I picked up the pace slightly, keeping the pressure on her clit the same.

“Oh fuck, yes, yes, I can do that, please, go faster, please!” I started to rub faster and harder, reaching my other hand up to cup her right breast and pinch the nipple hard. Katie bit down on my shoulder and groaned her orgasm into me. I shifted my hand from her breast to her back to support her as she came down from her orgasm.

“Thanks for the help Katie.” I said as I kissed her lightly on the lips and withdrew my hand from her panties. She shuddered and straightened herself up. She patted down the front of her dress and played with her hair for a minute.

“Oh, I’m always happy to lend you a hand,” She said, then leaned forward to kiss my cheek, her hand rubbing over my hard dick, and whispered, “and I’ll lend you any other parts you want after I talk to Aunt Beth.”

With that she bounded away, at least that’s the only way I could describe how she moved. My head was swimming with possibilities as I thought about my horny 21 year old niece trying to convince her 40 year old aunt to let her husband fuck her. With the suggestion that she could join in the fun as well. I shook my head at the potential disaster I just initiated. If this doesn’t work, I may just have gotten myself expelled from the only real family I’ve ever been part of.

I put those darks thoughts out of my head and figured it was time to go shower, realizing I had probably been standing outside for 5 minutes since Katie left. Before I got to the front door most of the gang came out, laughing and chatting about everything.

“Ok, the games are all ready to go. Anyone need a reminder on the rules?” I asked. I got various comments that amounted to no, so I just smiled as they headed to the games, shouting out various challenges and the odd snide remark. Trash talk was always welcome. Everyone seemed to be accounted for except Beth, Katie and Melanie. I was wondering if Katie decided to just go ask Beth right away. I was trying to think of how that conversation might go.

“Hey Aunt Beth, Uncle Josh just fingered me to a great orgasm and said he’d love to fuck me. I need to get your permission first though, oh and he said you should join us. So, would that be ok?” I adjusted my throbbing dick and prepared to enter the cottage, Just as I was about to open the door, Beth and Katie came out.

“Is your head still sore? Is there anything I can do for you?” Beth said with a smile and looked at the bulge in my pants. Oh, so many ways I could respond to that question.

“There are several things you could do; however, they could lead to our arrest if you did them out here.” You can see the direction I went.

“Might be worth the risk. What do you think Katie?” Beth grinned and looked at Katie, who blushed at the comment.

“Well, if you’re going to get arrested for something, it might as well be for something fun!” I was starting to think that I might be in over my head, both of them!

“Ok, I give up! Whether or not there’s hot water left, I think it’s a cold shower for me.” I grinned and both ladies laughed before continuing on to the games. I watched them head around the corner of the cottage, arm in arm. Part of me was thinking, this might actually work, and the other part of me was thinking, oh god, what if this does work. Guys might like to boast of their prowess, they may even believe themselves to be sex gods, yet when presented with the sort of possibilities I was imagining, I think most guys would have a few minutes of self-doubt.

I shook my head to clear the negative thoughts. If it happened, still a big if, I’d deal with it at that time. No sense worrying about something that might never happen. I glanced upstairs and saw the door closed to Melanie and Katie’s room and figured Melanie was still getting ready. I went into my bedroom and grabbed some clean clothes and headed into the bathroom to get ready.

Luke walked over to Shaun. Luke did not have to say anything, Shaun knew he was next; he would be forced to have sex with his mother. Shaun was your typical good boy, he never even thought about having sex with his mom, in fact, incest was something that turned him off completely. And now in front of everyone, he would be forced to fuck his own mother!

Luke turned to Shaun with a menacing look, “Ok, boy, go get momma over there and show her that incest could be fun!”

Shaun had a defiant look on his face. He wanted nothing more than to punch this loser right in the face but the rifle lying on the floor made Shaun think twice. Luke was losing patience and spoke in a more threatening tone, “Of course, if you do not want to, I could pick up my trusty rifle and take you outside.” Shaun knew he had no choice. This maniac just made his own sister and father fuck each other, he probably would have no problem shooting him. He gingerly walked over to his mother. Aubrey sat there, completely nude; she refused to even look at her son. She wanted all of this to go away.

Luke had grown considerably angrier as Shaun stalled, “DAMN YOU! Take off your clothes now and get to work, you saw how sis and daddy enjoyed it!”

Shaun did not know what to do but the thought of making Luke any angrier scared the crap out of him so he decided to take off his clothes. When Shaun took off his boxer shorts, Heather could not help but notice just how large her brother was. He was not even erect and he was at least 6 inches. Luke found the size of Shaun’s cock to be quite humorous, he taunted Aubrey, “Wow. Look’s like your son is hung like a horse. You are going to enjoy this momma!”

Aubrey was not amused, if anything she was even more furious than before. Aubrey had only been with one man in her entire life, her husband, Troy. She had watched her daughter and husband fuck like rabbits…and enjoy it. She would not be like them. She had too much pride and self respect. She was not fucking anyone, let alone her own son. For the first time since they entered the house, Aubrey rose to her feet, exposing her unbelievably hairy pussy and her heavy hangers. She looked at Luke with hatred and yelled out, “You son of a bitch! This is going to end. You want to shoot me? Fine. I would rather be dead than have sex with my own son! Shoot me first!”

Aubrey’s hysterics only caused Luke to laugh harder. He looked at the woman and mocked her, “Sorry honey. I am not going to shoot you. I will shoot your son there. Go ahead Shaun, you know what to do.”

Shaun’s heart was pounding. He saw Butch make a motion towards the rifle so Shaun moved closer to his mother and took his massive cock in his hand, he brought it close to her mouth. His choices were simple: have sex with his mom or get shot. He knew this was wrong and disgusting but it beat being dead.

Aubrey ordered her son to stop, “SHAUN! Get away from me. STOP IT! NO, NO, NO, NO! Don’t do this to me!” Those were the last words Aubrey uttered. Shaun had stuck his massive dick into her mouth and began to slowly thrust his hips, he was face fucking his mother! Luke and Butch were practically on the floor, rolling with laughter.

Aubrey’s eyes nearly exploded out of her head. She had no idea her son was so big and the longer his dick was in her mouth, the harder and bigger it became. The thought of sucking his cock made her ill but Aubrey had no choice. The only way to avoid choking was by sucking him off. Aubrey closed her eyes and defiantly began to slowly give her son a blow job. She wished she was dead. Her heavy, saggy tits began to slowly slap up against her bulging belly. In the background, Luke cheered her on. Her face was crimson red as she blushed in shame. Her only elazığ escort hope was that her son was strong enough to resist an orgasm.

Shaun was determined to not shoot his load in his mother’s mouth. He closed his eyes and fought with all his strength. He clenched his fists and ass and gritted his teeth. There was no way he would get off on something so wrong and gross. But Shaun could not fight the urge. As his mother continued to suck his dick against her will, Shaun’s body began to betray him. The more Aubrey sucked, the more sensitive Shaun’s cock became. He could feel the tip of his dick tingling, he began to cry, he knew he was losing control. His own mother was about to get him off. Shaun looked down at this mother, tears his eyes, and screamed out, “Oh Momma, I’m so sorry. Forgive me!” With that, Shaun emptied his seed on to his mother.

The second Shaun began to get off, Aubrey screamed out in horror, “Oh my god! No, Shaun what are you doing!” She was in shock. Aubrey managed to pull her mouth away but she still swallowed some of her son’s cum. To make matters worse, Shaun shot his load all over his mother’s face and massive tits as she pulled away from him. Aubrey collapsed to the floor, hysterically crying. Luke was breaking her.

The sight of this rich, snobby prude, lying in her own son’s cum with her fat tits hanging drove Luke wild. He loved every minute of it and he was not even close to being done. He continued to insult the poor woman, “Wow, look at your big old titties. You have your son’s cum all over them. Well, we can help you with that.”

Luke looked over at Shaun who was in total disbelief, he could not believe his own mother got him off like that. Luke ordered him, “I want you to suck those big, saggy, fat tits and you better make her enjoy it!” Shaun was humiliated. He wanted to stop this man but he was helpless. He walked up to his mother and sat down beside her. He knew he would soon be fucking her.

Aubrey was still not going to give in to Luke. She sucked her son’s dick but that was enough. This ended here. She yelled out at Luke and her son, “ENOUGH! This ends right now! My family and I are leaving!”

Aubrey was ready to stand up and get her clothes on when Luke once again spoke to Shaun, “Damn boy. I really did not want to have to get my rifle but I have no choice!” Shaun started shaking. He saw Butch move closer to the gun, he buried his face in his mother’s humongous titties and began to tongue her 7-inch wide aereolas and big nipples.

Aubrey yelled out in horror and she began to hit her son on the head, she could not let this happen. She screamed with all her might, “SON! I am telling you to stop! I will not let them hurt you! Just stop this!”

But Shaun was too scared, he pleaded with his mother, “I’m sorry mom, I have no choice.” With that, Shaun lowered his head down to his mom’s nipples and began to suck on them. He could not believe how big his mom’s tits were. He had never seen anything like them. Shaun was not enjoying this at all but he knew he had to do it. He sucked on her nipples and licked all around her aereolas. He licked from the top of her tits all the way down to where they ended, by her naval. Shaun did not realize but his erection was growing by the second.

Aubrey had grown tired of trying to fight her son. She knew he would not stop. She laid there silently, determined to hate this incest and determined to not give in the way her daughter and husband did. But after several minutes of her son sucking and slobbering on her fat tits, Aubrey noticed a strange tingling feeling in her hairy pussy. She felt her nipples growing hard and her heart was racing. She could not believe this was happening erzincan escort to her. She had always been a prude! She lost her virginity on her wedding day! How could this happen to her. Aubrey tensed up her entire body and closed her mouth tight. She was going to fight these urges. The poor woman was only seconds from letting out a passionate cry and giving into this hideous act but lucky for her, Luke had seen enough.

Luke walked up to Shaun and Aubrey. He noticed that Shaun’s penis was fully erect, it was clear that he enjoyed sucking on his mother’s fat 38D tits. And Aubrey’s nipples stuck out from her ridiculously large aereolas. Despite her kicking and screaming, the prudish woman was aroused. Luke mocked them yet again, “See. I told you guys that you would like it! HAHAHAHAHA!”

Luke’s hideous laugh sent a chill down Aubrey’s spine. She was afraid he was right, maybe she did enjoy this. Luke’s next command caused Aubrey to completely flip out. Luke looked at Shaun and spoke in a menacing tone, “Well, you sucked those tits, now suck on that hairy, meaty pussy!”

Aubrey nearly jumped out of her skin. No man had ever performed oral sex on her, not even her husband. The thought of someone eating her pussy made her sick. This could not happen. Aubrey had fire in her eyes as she spoke to Luke, “Do not do this to me. I will do anything you want. I will fuck you and Butch, just do not make me do this!”

Luke could tell Aubrey was going to be a handful. He had no intention of killing or shooting anyone but he could not let them know that. He decided to recruit Aubrey’s daughter, Heather to help him. Heather had lost all sense of pride and self control after fucking her father. She still looked horny as hell and would have no problems degrading her mother. Luke shouted out to Heather, “hey baby, since I let you fuck your daddy over there, how about you help me?”

Heather was stunned that Luke needed her help but the man turned her on, she felt dirty and she liked it. She wanted her mother and brother to feel the same way. She answered him, “what do you need, I’ll do it.”

Luke’s plan worked like a charm, he spoke to Heather in a soft voice, “Help hold down mommy here why your brother eats out that bitch’s hairy cunt!”

Heather had a wicked grin on her face, “with pleasure!”

Aubrey could not believe her ears. Her daughter was a complete slut. How could she do this to her. Aubrey began to scream and protest, “Heather! You little bitch! I am your mother! Don’t do this!”

But it was no use. Heather had taken her mother’s arms and held them over her head. Aubrey tried to get up but she knew her daughter was too strong. Aubrey was exhausted, she stopped trying to escape. To add insult, Heather let her own 36Ds hang in her mom’s face. Heather began to mock Aubrey, “here mommy, suck on these!”

Aubrey knew she was about to be gang-raped by her own children. She just prayed her body would not give in. Shaun willingly drove his tongue into his mom’s hairy pussy. He too had given into the taboo and lust. He wildly tossed his tongue around in his mom’s fat pussy, he began to bite down hard on her clit.

Aubrey was fighting a losing battle. Her pussy began to become moist and subconciously she began to raise her fat, cellulite filled ass off the ground to meet her son’s tongue. She spread her fat thighs even further apart so her son would have better access to her pussy. Her nipples were now hard as rocks. Aubrey’s body had enough, she could not resist any longer. Her body tensed up, her plump ass rose all the way off the ground and she arched her back. Aubrey had reached an orgasm! Juices shot out from her pussy; it had been years since she reached erzurum escort climax. She tried hard not to yell out but it felt too good, she screamed in delight, “uh-huh, uh-huh, ohhhh, ohhhh, ahhhh, uh, uh, OH MY GOD! OH NO!”

Heather noticed her mom losing control and it drove her wild, she cheered her brother on and mocked her mom, “YEAH! That’s it Shaun. Mommy likes it. Mommy’s a slut whore! Lick her, lick her good! Yeah Mommy, take it!”

Aubrey’s body had completely betrayed her. Shaun’s face was covered in his mother’s juices. Aubrey was disgusted. She laid there, weeping. Luke was so proud of himself but he was not done. He looked at Shaun again and again told him what to do, “Ok Shaun, now fuck that pig!”

Aubrey wanted to scream and stop this but she was helpless. Heather hovered over her mother and would surely hold her in place if she tried to resist. Shaun approached his mother’s soaking wet pussy and pressed his 12-inch cock up against her vagina. It had been years since Troy had fucked Aubrey. There was no way she could take her son’s huge dick, he would rip her apart. But Shaun did not care. He slid his penis in gradually at first. Aubrey’s eyes bulged out of her head and she yelled out in pain, “ugh, uh, uh, no, no, it’s too big!”

But Shaun did not care. He continued to lubricate his dick with his mom’s juices and then began to thrust it in and out of her pubic hair. Aubrey felt pleasure like never before. Her son filled her entire pussy, it felt like he would pop out of her ass. Her eyes had rolled all the way back to her head and her mouth was wide open. Shaun picked up steam and was now fucking her with such force that the woman’s massive tits could be heard slamming up against her belly. Shaun began to talk dirty to his own mother, he had lost control, “Yeah slut! You like it, you like it! How you like that big dick!”

Aubrey’s juices were once again flowing. It was clear she had given in. She was raising her ass off the ground to meet her son’s thrusts. Heather wanted to hear her mom call out in pleasure, she urged her on, “come on mommy! tell me how good it is! you like big dick momma! you like fucking your own son!”

Aubrey never thought she would say it but she did, “OH! uh-huh, uh-huh, oh, oh yeah, that’s it baby, fuck mommy good, fuck me hard!” Heather and Luke began to laugh and Shaun only fucked his mother harder. Within seconds, Shaun had shot his load into his mom’s hairy snatch. Her pubics, which ran from her naval and along her thighs was completely coated in her son’s cum. Shaun took his cock out of the mess of hair and slapped it against his mom’s cellulite filled belly.

Luke had one thing left to do, he turned to Aubrey and spoke, “Well, how about you ride that huge pecker now or do you still think you are too good to fuck your son!”

Aubrey hated herself but she needed to feel her son inside her, she did not resist, “no, no, I’ll ride his dick!”

Heather loved every minute of it, “that’s right momma, fuck your son good, WOO-HOO!” Shaun laid on his back and Aubrey guided his massive dick into her sloppy cunt. She was easily able to handle him now, her cunt was dripping wet. Aubrey’s tits were scraping against her son’s stomach because they hung so low. She grabbed on to his hips for leverage and grinded her enormous, fat ass on her son’s dick. She tossed her head back and began to moan out load. Shaun had closed his eyes and rolled his head back as well.

Heather was too turned on not to join the action. She took her mom’s heavy hanger and began to eagerly suck on her nipple! Heather sucked her own mom’s flabby tits! The passion was too great. Aubrey arched back, thrusting her fat belly and tits out, she moaned in delight, “URRRGH! OHHHHH!”

She once again ejaculated on her son’s cock. Exhausted and tired, she collapsed on to her son’s chest while her daughter massaged her ass and thighs.

Luke could not believe how he had broken this family but he was still not satisfied.

UP NEXT – Heather fucks her mom!

Here is the latest installment. Poor Jon finds another poor soul joining his little harem of eager beauties while his new found ability grows.

I hope you enjoy. Please vote and comment and as always suggestions are welcome.

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[This takes place during the time Nick made his first journey to Japan and meets Akira]

[The term technomancy refers to an imaginary or fictional category of magical abilities that affect technology, or to magical powers that are gained through the use of technology.]

[In European folklore and folk-belief of the Medieval and Early Modern periods, familiar spirits (sometimes referred to simply as “familiars”) were supernatural entities believed to assist witches and cunning folk in their practice of magic.]

Revelations:

I had four pairs of eyes on me. The twins, Veronika and Elizabeth were gawking at the sight of the disappearing drone. I was thinking of how to explain this whole thing in a clear concise manner before the barrage of questions began.

“Before any of you say a word, I need a drink,” I said and they all agreed.

We stepped inside and I opened the mini fridge and took out a bottle of soda and the girls helped themselves. I sat near the fire and they formed a line opposite of me and patiently waited for me to collect my thoughts. I decided to bring everyone up to speed from the beginning and leave little or nothing out.

“Okay you know I work for Nick,” I said to the Twins and Veronika and they nodded. “I work for Nick Shaw, have you ever heard of him?” I asked Elizabeth and she shook her head. “Alright, have you ever heard of Numenor Technology?” Again she shook her head. “Okay, I will start from the very beginning then. There were four guys who were going to school together, the Bastion if I remember correctly. Anyway in their freshman year they decided to form a partnership and design a new and better computer. A pipe dream huh, well they actually did it. Somehow they managed to develop a stable crystal mainframe. I can see you aren’t getting this so let me show you.”

I brought up a hologram of a standard silicon chip and then floating next to that one of Nick’s crystal chips.

“See this one is a regular chip and the one with the blue sparkly thing is one of Nick’s.”

“Okay, I see the difference but I still don’t understand the difference,” Elizabeth said.

“We all have to start somewhere. Just to give you an idea of how much better they are. A standard silicon chip will have a processing speed around four gigabytes one of Nick’s has over ten terabytes. It takes over a thousand gigs to make a terabyte,” I said letting the numbers sink in.

“Wait, you are telling me this new chip is thousands of times faster?”

“Yep, so fast in fact they can support digital constructs or avatars. In other words they have artificial intelligence on board.”

“You mean like HAL from that movie?”

“Yep, but unlike HAL they have built in morality subroutines that would keep them from doing anything remotely dangerous to humans. Any questions Liz?”

“So far so good,” she said with a smile. “Please continue.”

“They went from nobodies to multi-billionaires overnight. Selling to governments and fortune one hundred corporations they hit the jackpot. They are growing so fast they offered me a position in the company after I bought a watch from them. It has its own avatar and can access the web, store massive amounts of files, project holograms as well as acts as a phone.”

“So that’s how you did those pictures in the air,” Liz asked and I nodded. “It can do it even when it’s turned off?”

“Huh, what do you mean off?” I asked and looked down to see that she was right.

The face of the watch was dark and suddenly I wondered what had happened to Umbra. I hit the power button and the device stuttered to life reluctantly.

“Umbra, are you okay?”

“MASTER! Where are you Master?”

“Umbra, show yourself now!”

She did but she appeared on the ground in a fetal position hugging herself. I dropped down to one knee next to her and reached for her.

“NO… don’t touch me! Oh Master it’s you I am sorry.”

“What the hell is wrong with you Umbra? What can I do to help?”

“TOO MUCH… I can’t get it out of my mind… too many dimensions!”

“Oh shit,” I cursed. “Umbra I am giving you a direct command. Are you listening?”

“Yes Master… direct command… I understand…”

“I want you to delete every memory after we located the chair’s secret, do you understand? I want you to permanently delete all those files now.”

“Mummy… chair… secret… yes I understand. Command authorization Jon Masters file purge initiated… reboot required… please standby.”

She disappeared and I hoped she didn’t delete too much. We waited for a long moment before the watched restarted and Umbra appeared standing in front of me looking around confused.

“Master? I seem to have lost many hours of time. Ah you authorized memory deletion… did something bad happen?”

“Yes and don’t worry everything is okay now,” I reassured her.

“Good, diyarbakır escort you seem well and oh hello,” she said seeing the girls staring at her. “Master, they are staring at me.”

“They’ve never seen a gorgeous hologram before,” I told her.

“You think I’m gorgeous, how sweet,” Umbra blushed. “Master thinks I’m gorgeous…”

“Um Umbra a little help here,” I said bringing her out of her reverie.

“Sorry Master,” she said lowering her head. “How can I be of service?”

“I was explaining Numenor Technology to them. The probe showed up and well…”

“Ah yes, where shall I begin?”

“How about in simple terms explain your function and origin.”

“Very well, my name is Umbrakhor or Umbra as Master Jon likes to call me. I am a digital construct or avatar based off of a quantum crystalline mainframe…”

“What is a quantum… what is that?” Veronika asked.

“Sorry Lady Veronika, traditional computers are limited to a linear search pattern for all of their processes.”

She displayed a line of ones and zeroes and they went from red to blue one after the other.

“Quantum computers like myself are not limited to that we can search in three dimensions.”

Umbra displayed a 3D cube and filled it with red ones and zeroes. Then like a lightning strike a blue line of numbers appeared from top left to bottom right.

“This allows for much quicker computing power. Our crystal acts more like the human brain than anything else. We create pathways to desired information and can access it instantly.”

“You mean like memories?” Carol asked.

“Exactly, but unlike humans we never forget. We do not shuffle files around as we have a much larger capacity than any other computer. We can do trillions of calculations a second and learn just like our human Masters.”

“Don’t you feel trapped serving someone?” Liz asked.

“I don’t understand the question,” Umbra asked blinking her eyes a few times. “Are you asking if I feel resentment for being a slave?” Liz nodded and she continued. “Do you regret being the child of your parents or being female? I am what I am and proud to serve so notable a person as Jon Masters.”

“What is so notable about Jon,” Colleen asked curious now.

“He is the General Manager for Numenor Technology; there are few people above him in the company that makes him quite notable.”

Once more I had four pairs of eyes upon me. I shrugged and Umbra continued thank god.

“Shall we discuss the probe and the hidden rooms now?”

I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose.

“Hidden Rooms!” said four voices as one.

“Oops, sorry Master,” Umbra apologized.

“S’ok Umbra please continue,” I said. “If you could display a holographic of the house and room locations if you please.”

“Yes Master,” she said and a very realistic image of the house appeared with two flashing red blocks.

“Oh my god,” Liz said staring at the hologram in shock. “I lived in this house for how long and I never had a clue. How the hell did you even find them?”

“Umbra helped a lot, she has a built in high def scanner and detected the anomalies,” I said giving the bulk of the credit to my avatar so she wouldn’t feel so bad.

“Show me,” Liz asked.

I looked at the others and they were all eager to see as well.

“Okay let’s go upstairs and I’ll show you the secret rooms,” I said out loud but I silently sent to Umbra… ‘Thanks for not showing the one in the basement.’

‘Master did that quite well.’

‘Did what?’

‘You aren’t using the heads up display keyboard anymore I am impressed.’

‘Holy Crap… I think at it appears on the HUD. That’s new.’

‘I believe this deserves some investigation.’

‘Investigate away.’

I led the girls up to the Master Bedroom and opened the closet door. Then I pushed aside the hanging clothes and there etched upon the back wall was the symbol for the Silver Twilight Lodge. Liz seemed disturbed to see it and the twins seemed to recognize it right away. What the hell? I pushed on the seal and the secret door moved in and to the side revealing the passage to the room. This time however the electric lights flickered to life and illuminated the way and the room beyond.

“Looks like we have power now,” I said.

We went single file with me leading and soon the five of us were crowded into the little chamber.

“What is this place Jon,” Liz asked.

“It’s some sort of study where Old Man Miller kept a diary, and apparently the habit was passed down from the men who came before him.”

“Can I read one,” she asked and I shook my head.

“No this is stuff that belongs to the Silver Twilight Lodge and is going back to them eventually.”

“You mean those guys that hang out by City Hall,” Veronika chimed in.

“I didn’t realize they had a lodge here in Arkham,” I said.

“Oh yeah, they have lodges in every major city and town. They’re like the Masons but quieter,” she explained.

“Okay you two give,” I said turning on the twins suddenly.

“Um… you edirne escort see it’s like this…” Carol stammered.

“…well we’ve seen that design before.” Colleen finished.

“Where,” I asked having to pry it from them.

“Well… on Nick’s finger,” Carol finally admitted.

“Yes while he was…” Colleen blushed furiously.

“Never mind, I don’t need the details,” I said. “When was this?”

“The same night you and Cyan Michaels hooked up,” Colleen said.

“Whoa wait a second…” Elizabeth cried out. “YOU and Cyan Michaels… really?”

“And Nick’s sister,” Carol added.

Elizabeth walked up to me and stared me down for a long minute.

“I went nice and slow trying to get to know you and you fucked Cyan Michaels and Nick’s sister in the same night?”

“No.”

“No?”

“Not the same night,” Carol said.

“At the same time,” Colleen finished.

“DAMN Jon!” Veronika said her mouth falling open.

“Oh you are so in trouble,” Liz said her eyes narrowing as she licked her lips.

“You are the same one who watched me fuck Colleen and that cop friend of yours…”

“She’s no friend of mine and she’s a fucking slut to boot,” Liz said tapping her foot now. “How the hell did you get her out of uniform while she was on duty anyway?”

“I asked real nice like,” I said.

“Jon can be very persuasive,” Veronika added.

“Persuasive my ass,” Liz replied obviously feeling left out. “You could never get me to do that.”

“Really? Is that a challenge,” I asked.

“I don’t fuck in front of other people and yeah… it’s a challenge,” she said defiantly.

“OOOH,” the other girls said.

“Girls sit on the bed,” I commanded and the trio plopped down. “What do I get if I can get you to suck me off in front of them?”

“What do you want,” she asked and I whispered in her ear. “UMMM… okay and what if I win?”

“What do you want?”

“I want full access to the diaries.”

“Done. So it’s a bet then?”

“It’s a bet.”

Mindfuck:

I looked her over and contemplated how to begin this thing. I remember the encounter with the cop but for the life of me I couldn’t recall how or why she complied with my offer. I thought back and let the memory fill my mind and all I do remember was how bad I wanted her. How I wanted to feel her lips around my cock and eventually her pussy wrapped around me.

Suddenly Liz let out a little whimper. I looked her in the eye and saw sweat beading on her forehead. I switched my focus to Liz and what she must look like underneath her clothes. I saw her dusky skin with its light tan and imagined her heavy breasts in my hands weighing them before I suckled her nipples. Another soft noise came from Liz as she began to fidget. Or better yet I continued imagining myself behind her sliding my cock beneath her exposed slit teasing it while I played with her tits. As I watched Liz bit her lip and clenched her fists as my mind went further still. I was bending her over and when we lined up I eased my iron hard cock into her nice and slow.

“Shit…” Liz cursed.

“What the hell,” Veronika remarked.

“Shh,” the twins said. “He’s mindfucking her can’t you see?”

Now in my mind we were fucking nice and slow. I could almost feel my cock filling her up and that nice snug pussy of hers squeezing me tight. Now we were fucking at a good steady rhythm and I could almost hear the slapping sound as our bodies met.

Liz’s legs were trembling now and the trio on the bed gasped as she swayed like a cobra charmed by its piper. I could almost smell her pussy dripping as I imagined her dropping to her knees and taking me into her mouth. It’s too hard to stand anymore just drop… to… your… knees! BOOM! Liz fell to her knees and looked up at me.

“You win,” she moaned softly.

“DAMN,” the trio on the bed called out.

“You can start now,” I said.

“Okay…”

“But first let me see,” I said.

“See… see what,” Liz moaned.

“Just shut up and show me,” I directed.

“OHHH… show you…” she said before she tugged her shirt up and off revealing her large firm tits. “You like?”

“Yes now show me the rest, please.”

Without another word she unzipped her jeans and tugged them down over her rounded bottom. As she sat down to remove her pants I could see the bright red t-bar bisecting the globes of her ass cheeks, nice. When she reached for the panties I shook my head.

“Leave them on for now,” I told her. “Now don’t you have something you should be doing?”

“You mean like sucking… your… cock?”

“Exactly,” I said smiling triumphantly.

Let the show begin! Elizabeth Colton in a few short words in a world class cock sucker and besides being attractive and built like a brick shit house… sucks a mean dick. Is that being too repetitive? I don’t think so. Porn stars could learn lots from this little girl. Though she barely stood five feet even she could do things super models could only dream of with her lips, tongue and talented hands. If she had a point to prove it was edirne escort bayan this. There was Rembrandt, Di Vinci and even Michelangelo but there was only one Elizabeth Colton. If this was the level at which she made love to a cock with her mouth her pussy was going to kill me and send me straight to heaven.

I never said a word. The moment her lips touched my cock I knew she was something special and she needed no prompting from me. So why spoil the moment by talking, unless it was to moan in absolute pleasure.

“God damn girl,” I said.

She never looked up, never moaned or groaned she was absolutely fixated on sucking my dick. I was in lust, again. As I watched she attended to the tip and licked and sucked driving me absolutely mad. Then without missing a beat Liz was deep-throating me with an ease I had never witnessed before. Even when I was iron hard and at my longest she took it in stride. Oh what her tongue did to me and when she applied suction it was unlike any other experience I could ever recall.

“God DAMN,” I said through gritted teeth.

Then the pleasure stopped and she was speaking to me.

“You are going to blow soon where do you want it tiger? My face? My tits? Or maybe… down my throat? Tell me… I need to know.”

“Swallow,” it was all I could manage.

“MMMMMMMMMMM goodie,” Liz moaned. “Hold on tight it gets a bit bumpy from here on.”

Her lips latched onto the tip of my cock while her hands grabbed my ass cheeks.

“Look Ma no hands,” Veronika moaned.

Liz smiled as she slowly moved her head forward taking me all the way down. As her lips brushed against the base of my cock her hands were kneading my ass cheeks. Then her head was bobbing forward and back, but unlike any other woman I had been with, she was thrusting her face into my groin as if she could take another few inches if I possessed them. I don’t think I could’ve fucked her face any harder without fear of hurting her.

A soft slapping sound could be heard while she deep-throated me and my orgasm began to build now. Slowly at first I felt that tingling sensation that starts in my toes. Then my legs get a little quiver in them. Next my breathing starts to get ragged and soon I am panting in time with her head. Now it is only moments away from coming she never slows down. In fact it almost appears as if she is picking up speed.

“OH GOD…” I begin to chant over and over again. “OH GOD… OH GOD… OH FUCKKKKKKKKKKK!”

With that cry my head lifts up and my cock explodes sending a torrent of cum down her greedy little gullet. Still she keeps on thrusting her head forward and mere seconds later a second orgasm rips through me and still she swallows and still she deep-throats me.

“STOP…” I cry out but she doesn’t listen.

Relentlessly she fucks my cock with her mouth and to my utter shock and yes a hint of fear I climax a third and final time. Only after she drinks down my third load does she let go and sit panting at my feet. I am covered in sweat and panting barely keeping my breathing under control. Liz licks her lips and smiles up at me. The trio on the bed is awe struck as am I.

I sit down on the floor slowly amazed that I can still stand after that. I look at her with nothing short of lustful worship in my eyes.

“I know,” is all she says.

“I need to catch my breath before…” I say but she waves me off.

“No rush, I’m just glad you enjoyed it,” she says.

“I take it you had fun too.”

“Oh hell yes,” she admitted. “I love sucking cock. I just don’t like an audience is all. So, how did you do that?”

“Do what,” I said.

“You know… that.”

“Tell me, in your own words, what was it like?”

“It was a subtle thing at first I almost didn’t feel anything. Then it was like I was naked and I could feel your hands on my tits. Then I swear your lips were licking my nipples. Oh and then you were behind me and that cock of yours was rubbing my pussy and clit. I couldn’t stand it any longer. The more I resisted the better it got. I mean the more intense the sensations became. It was like we were fucking and yet… I’ve never felt anything like it ever.”

I looked up at the girls on the bed and they were dying to ask her how she did it.

“You may have to teach a few interested parties your secret,” I said.

“Nope,” Liz said turning to look at the trio. “Sorry it’s a trade secret besides it’s what makes me special.”

“I have to go to the basement for that little item,” I said.

“What little item,” Veronika asked smiling.

“Velcro tape,” I replied. “I saw a roll of it while I was down there the other day.”

“What’s he going to use that for,” the twins asked.

“Oh you’ll see,” Liz said all grins.

Attack of the Cyber Ghouls:

I walked down to the first floor and the girls followed me that far but no further. Even Liz was not brave enough to enter the basement even with me there. They gathered in the living room and waited for my return there. I walked down the cold metal stairs in that tight spiral and found the basement brightly illuminated and was thankful to Nick for pushing through our electric needs before his trip to Japan. I looked around for the tape and it only took a few minutes to find it. Then I began looking for pen and paper. I was lifting up and searching all over the place. Umbra appeared and mimicked me for a full minute before asking.

In between being fucked by Matt and Tom on a daily basis, each hiding from the other that they are fucking me, my step daughter Denise and I have managed to squeeze in a little quality time with just the two of us. She has really opened up with respect to her style of dressing, showing more flesh and trying to accentuate her curves. She says that there is a boy she really likes and wants to draw his attention, though she seldom actually leaves the house. I took her shopping and bought her lots of new cute and sexy clothes and negligees yesterday. This afternoon we were left alone so I suggested we go to her room and have her try them all on.

After trying some of the cute skirts and tops I handed her a petite sexy nightie to try on. Helping her strip down and put on the negligee I inspected her body and how the nightwear drew attention to her little boobs and slender white legs. I said her crush would love to see her little body in this. Lifting the front of the nightie to reveal her neatly trimmed bush I ran my fingers through the short soft brown hair and said “And I bet he would love to see this pretty little cunt”. She let out a silly little giggle and bit her lower lip.

I then asked if she wanted mommy to inspect her to make sure her twat was moist and tender following her continued periods of shaving herself down there. Laying back on her bed and spreading her legs she exclaimed is little girl’s voice “Oh yes mommy, I was afraid you weren’t going to ask. Yes, please check my pussy!”

I poked and prodded at my baby’s vagina, pretending to perform an inspection. “A bit dry over here.” I said as I briefly licked her virgin cunt opening, listening to her delighted little squeals of pleasure. Pinching her clit between my painted finger nails and pulling it upward I explained “still too dry here also”. Taking her clit between my lips I tugged and sucked on it until I heard a deep moan from her. Then flicking her clit with my tongue I told her that she needed to rub it to keep it well lubricated while I continued to explore her juicy twat.

She lowered her hand down and began to tease her own clit with her finger. “Yes mommy,” she replied, “I will do everything and anything at all you tell me to do mommy.” With her keeping her own clit aroused I focused on her virgin entrance, thrusting my tongue in and out of her vagina as fast as I could. I could tell she was close to an orgasm but decided today not to let her cum until she had also pleased mommy.

Laying back on the bed and grasping her hand to take it away from her cunt I said “OK, all clean and good to go!” She tried to return her hand to her hungry twat but I said “No no, little girls can only play with their pussy’s when their mommies tell them they can.” Glaring at me with eyes full of the deepest lust I let her battle with her desires internally for a while. Then I made her an offer. “Would you like to check mommy’s pussy and make sure hers is OK?”

“Yes mommy”, she fumbled out the words.

I stood and slowly undressed before her. I exposed my chest, then my legs, and lastly my bush. Laying back on the bed I spread my legs wide before her. Biting her lower lip again like a little girl she said “I have never seen one before mommy and I’m not sure what to do”. Taking her hands in mine I placed them upon my pussy, telling her to shove a finger in here, and with the other hand to rub there. Nervous at first she quickly began to explore every aspect of my lustful cunt. Breathing heavily I told her to put more fingers inside of me. As she did so I used my hips to gyrate my opening on her fingers.

She asked how I could take so many fingers inside me while she was so tiny there. I explained that mommy was no longer a virgin since leaving the convent and marrying her father and that I have had a man’s penis inside of me. She said she would like to try that some day and asked what it was like. I told her to look in mommy’s pursue on the floor and pull out the big purple toy. Extracting my dildo, I explained that it was similar to a man’s penis and asked if she wanted to see how it worked. “Yes, please mommy, show me!” she pleaded excitedly.

“Well dear, just take the rounded end there and shove it into mommy here.” I explained.

Awkward at first she managed to slide the head of the dildo into my wet opening. Once it was inside of me I told her to move it back and forth, in and out. “There baby, you are fucking mommy. It is just like mommy being fucked by a big hard cock”.

“Does mommy like being fucked by big hard cocks?”, she inquired.

“Oh yes darling, mommy lives for being fucked by a big hard cock.” I moaned.

“Is this what it feels like when Tom fucks you’re cunt mommy?” she innocently inquired.

My body froze but she just kept fucking me with the dildo and staring at me with her big innocent doe eyes. “What do you mean dearest?” I inquired, not suspecting that she had known about us.

“Well mommy, I see how you dress so revealing bursa escort when he is home but daddy isn’t. And I see him taking you into your bedroom. And when I go to the door and listen I can hear you saying “fuck me harder master, fuck your slut’s horny wet cunt harder”, so I know something is going on.” She explained.

With those words she leaned down and licked my cunt hole as she continued to fuck me with the dildo. “Do you like it when he fucks you mommy?”

Trying to explain the situation to her I replied “Yes darling, I like it very much, but not is not why mommy lets your brother fuck her. It is something I have to do for him darling, like a duty. Tom is away from college and his girlfriend, and a big strong man like Tom needs to fuck frequently, so I offer him my body from time to time.”

“Oh OK mommy,” she said, innocently accepting my explanation, as she continued to lick and dildo fuck my cunt. Then she shockingly added “Well, if he needs a woman’s vagina to stick his penis into, and if his mommy’s pussy is OK, would it be OK for him to fuck his sister’s pussy?”

I was left speechless. “What? Is Tom the boy you have a crush on and are dressing sexy to impress?” I asked.

“Yes mommy, he is so big and strong and sexy. I love listening to you both fucking behind the door while rubbing myself”.

So now the truth comes out! “Ohhh, I see dearest. Well instead of just listening, would you like to watch Tom fucking me, and maybe mommy can arrange for him to fuck you too?”

“Yes mommy yes, can we do that please!” she exclaimed so excitedly that she lost control of the dildo and let it slide out of me. Sitting up beside her I said that I would do all this and more for my baby. But I explained that before I introduce her to the world of sucking and fucking a big cock, first I had to teach her about the number 69. She asked what I meant. Pushing her back onto the bed and sitting on her face, I explained that she was to lick my pussy as I licked hers until we both orgasmed. She thought that this was a wonderful idea, and in this pleasant little position together we wasted the afternoon hours away.

A few days later Denise and I had the house to ourselves and Tom was due home by noon, so I asked Denise if she still wished to learn more about sex and intercourse, and to have Tom teach her. She was very emphatic that she was, so I told her to meet me on the bed in my bedroom in a few minutes in a sexy little teddy and nothing else. She ran off to her room and soon joined me on the bed. When we heard Tom come home I said “Master Tom, please come up stairs when you are ready, I have a treat for you”.

Coming up the stairs a few minutes later Tom found Denise laying on my belly clasping a breast and vigorously suckling a nipple. “My my, now what do we have here?” he inquired with a giant smile appearing across his face.

“I am just breast feeding my little girl.” I explained. Sitting beside me he fondled my bare breast with his one hand while stroking Denise’s light short hair with the other as he watched her continue to suckle the other breast. Asking Denise if she like sucking on mommy’s titties she replied that she loved to suckle on her mommy’s nipples whenever she could. I explained that she was starting to grow up now, and I was teaching her about being a woman rather than just a little girl.

“In what ways have you been teaching her?” Tom asked.

“Well”, I responded as I pulled her nightie up to reveal her bush to Tom’s view, “I have been teaching her about why her pussy gets wet.” I put my hand on her pussy and she immediately spread her legs wide, giving me access to her clit to rub. “I have been teaching her how to rub her own little cunt, and how to finger, lick and dildo fuck mine”.

“Well you two certainly have been busy little girls, haven’t you!” he exclaimed, apparently delighted by the view of his sisters cunt spread wide open before him.

“Yes”, I said, “but unfortunately I cannot take her to the next lesson, which she says that she desperately wants to explore.”

“What is that?” Tom asked inquisitively.

Releasing my nipple from her mouth and while squirming her hips upon my fingers on her clit Denise whispered “I want a man to enter my vagina with his penis.” Resuming her sucking I told Tom that she felt she was ready, and had a question to ask Tom, but was too shy to do so.

“Oh, no need to be shy my precious little sister,” Tom consoled while rubbing Denise’s hair, “please, ask me anything, anything at all.” Looking up, she coyly said in a tiny little girls innocent voice “Tom, will you please take my virginity. Will you please introduce me to fucking?”

Before he could respond I interrupted “Tom, I did explain to her that I would be willing to let you have intercourse with me just this once, on a purely demonstrative level, so that she could watch and learn how it is done and to better prepare herself for it, çanakkale escort if it was alright with you”.

Tom replied “Well, I suppose. If you were to let me show her intercourse by offering yourself as an example, and if she were still interested afterward, then yes, yes, I suppose it would be best for me to introduce her to intercourse as her loving and trustworthy brother than some young loser off the street.”

We both leapt up and started to hug Tom and profusely fill his face with kisses. “Thank-you Sir,” I said, “you are such a gentleman, a dear, thoughtful and generous man.” “Bless you big brother,” Denise exclaimed “I knew that you loved me, would always protect me and that you would guide me with your strength in becoming a woman.”

“To begin,” I explained to Denise, “first I must introduce you to a penis.” Explaining as I unbuckled Tom’s pants and stripped him from the waist down I continued “Now this is a particular massive and beautiful example of a penis.” Taking his semi-rigid hard-on in my hand I motioned Denise to the edge of the bed with me so that she could get a good close look. Stroking him and pushing her face to within inches of his dick I explained “A cock can only enter you once it gets rock hard and this happens when you stroke on it, like mommy is doing now. Here darling, you try.” and clasping her tiny little hands I wrapped them around his now fully erect member.

“Wow mommy, it is so hard and big!” she yelled.

“Yes dear, we are so very fortunate that your brother has such a perfect cock,” I said, then adding “and it has a perfect set of big balls to go with it too.” taking a testicle in each hand and massaged them gently. Then I continued to explain to Denise “But before a hard cock is fully ready to enter a pussy, it needs to be made all wet and juicy, especially such a giant gorgeous dick as this. And the way we get it all lubricated up is by sucking it. Feed mommy his cock so I can show you.”

Grasping his cock in both hands she motioned the head toward my face. I began licking and sucking the head of his cock, getting very excited at the thought that this cock would soon be in my wet twat. “It is like a lollipop darling, give it a try”. Denise hesitantly licked the head, then started to explore it with her lips. Removing one of her hands from his cock I pushed her head deeper onto his dick. “Suck on it as deep as you can dear, men love that”.

Tom confirmed my statement with a deep moan, “God yes Denise, suck that cock, keep sucking.” She practised her new sucking skills as I tugged on his balls, until her jaw grew tired. Then I took over sucking, letting her watch so that she could better learn the technique. Then she returned to practising her cock-sucking. We shared his cock between us back and forth until he said “OK, I am ready to fuck some cunt now, bend over slut mommy!”

Rising up off the bed I stripped naked and got onto all fours at the edge of the bed, thrusting up my ass to reveal my pussy and asshole “As you ordered Sir.” I invitingly responded.

Telling Denise to stand beside him as he prepared to fuck me, Tom explained to her as he rubbed my ass and my pussy “Now as you must know from fucking your mommy’s cunt with a dildo, your mommy is a slut, the kind of woman who likes big cocks shoved in and out of her, so my cock will enter her easily. I will not enter your tiny little virgin pussy so easy though”. With that he rammed his manhood fully into me in one big push. I screamed and grunted in pleasure. As he started hammering away at my twat he asked “Do you like that cock in you?”

“God yes sir, yes, please fuck me, god yes, please fuck me harder Master” I yelled.

“You see Denise”, Tom explained “that is the sign of a true whore. First time she has my cock in her, and it slid right in, and now she is begging for it. True whore. Isn’t that so bitch?” he asked.

“Yes, I am a whore sir, a dirty slut whore who loves being fucked by big cocks Sir.” I pleaded. As I looked back I could see Tom removing Denise’s teddy to expose her tiny breasts and naked body. Placing her hand on his cock to guide it as he fucked me, he explored her ass, bush, pussy and nipples.

As he tugged at her nipples she moaned deeply in delight. “Oh, I just love these pretty little sensitive tits!” he said loudly. “God what large protruding suckable and biteable nipples you have!”

“I was so afraid you wouldn’t like my small boobs and think my nipples were too big.” Denise cooed in her little girl voice.

“Perfect, awesome little fuckable body. Now kiss me and tell me you want me to fuck you like I am fucking your bitch mommy.” he commanded of her.

Grabbing her hair he yanked her head back fully, gaining complete control over her. While he played with her cunt she would gasp in between deep passionate kisses “I have always loved you Tom since I was a little girl and I dreamed that it would be you who was my lover. I want only çankırı escort ever one man to fuck me, only you, I want to please you, to be yours completely”. Quite the amazing confession I thought, as her man rammed his 9 inches in and out of my lustful cunt and she clung her hand around his shaft desperately guiding it into me. Obviously doesn’t mind sharing, which then works perfect for all of us!

“You wish for me to be your only lover ever?” Tom asked incredulously.

“Yes, forever and ever. I want to be your virgin bride.” Denise confided.

Pulling his dick out of me, Tom ordered me to get up and fetch some clothes. He told me to bring him a jacket and tie, which he put on, so that his chest was covered, but his big cock still thrust forward from his waist. He told me to get my nun’s habit and to put it on, pinning it up in the front so my legs and bush were still visible. Then he told me to fetch my wedding dress for Denise to wear. Putting it on her, it was a good fit, but much too large in the boobs. The material hung loosely around her chest, leaving her small breasts and nipples exposed. With them standing together, her little hand wrapped around his massive hard cock and his hand under the gown rubbing her bare ass, I said “Do you promise to fuck this man, and afterward only this man, to suck his cock every day, to swallow his semen, and to be his willing fuck toy for ever after”.

“I do”, she replied.

“Then you may now suck the cock” I responded.

Dropping to her knees she took him into her mouth and sucked gleefully.

After she had cleaned his cock of my pussy juices I announced “And Sir, you may now fuck the bride”.

At this he picked her up and dropping her onto the bed raised my wedding gown over her hips. She promptly spread her legs wide for him, offering her wet and horny virgin cunt to his view. Positioning myself behind her so that I could restrain her from the convulsions I knew would come with the entry of his massive dick into her tiny unspoiled twat, he grasped her legs and rubbed his cock over her vagina. As he started to push I felt her body clenching and a brief expression of terror entered her eyes as she felt how thick the head of his cock was in her tiny opening. But with one deep push and one deep scream from her lungs, and a harsh jerking motion, he was in her. Her eyes opened wildly, her mouth opened wide, and I knew from her expression that now she belonged to him.

His motions slowly grew from a slow gyration into a deep thrusting, as she expanded from gentle gasping to full low moans of intense pleasure. Within a few minutes period, she went from innocent little girl to cock hungry slut, begging him to fuck her forever. “Oh my god, this is what I have waited for, for so many years. I wanted so long to be your girl, fuck me Thomas, fuck me hard, fuck me forever, promise to fuck me every day. Please please never stop fucking me!!” she begged with the sincerity of a long-time lover.

Wrapping his strong arms around her slender long legs he plowed into her over and over until he couldn’t take it any more and he exploded with a vengeance in her hungry little twat. Laying beside her he looked over at me. “Lick that out of her slut and suck my cock dry.” He commanded. Obediently I went between her legs and licked from her wet pussy a quart of cum. Then I licked and sucked his limp dick and balls free of her fluids and his dripping semen. As I ate her cunt and sucked his dick I could see them holding each other in their arms, gently hugging and kissing, exchanges words of love and passion. She might be his lover, but I was still his whore. I liked the arrangement. I would still get lots of fucking by that majestic big fat cock!

As we lay in a huddle, Denise and I each took turns stroking his cock, watching it slowly resume its state of manly erectness. Holding his cock, I let her suck it. She then performed the same favor for me. Taking turns with his meat in our mouths she asked if he would fuck her again. The horny little slut! He said first he wanted to show her something. Ordering me to bend over once again he raised my habit and kneeled behind my raised bum. Kneeling beside him in my wedding dress, he directed Denise’s attention toward my asshole. Addressing Denise he explained “Today I took the virginity of your pussy, but some day I will want to also take the virginity of your ass.”

“But it will never fit!” she exclaimed.

“Let me prove to you otherwise my dearest darling, fetch me oil from that top drawer.” Returning with the K-Y, he told her to apply it liberally to my butt hole and over his cock. Then he told her to hold his cock and point it at my asshole. With the head of his cock at my entrance he said “And now dearest, observe.”

With that he started to drive that monster into my butt! He had actually taken to fucking me in the ass quite regularly now, and my butt hole accepted him willingly. With his 9 inches sliding in and out of me Denise cried out “my god how can it fit inside her!”

“I told you that mommy was a whore,” Tom gently explained. “Tell her bitch.”

“Yes dear, mommy is a whore, I love Tom’s cock in my ass dear. Fuck my ass Master, fuck your slut’s ass hard, please, fuck it like you own it.” I begged.

My name is Tiffany Young. I am a white female. I am six foot tall. I have dyed red hair and blue eyes. I have very large breasts. I also have a huge ass for a white girl. I am thirty years old.

My life is a living hell. I am a heterosexual women. I like men. However I have become a sex slave to my Cousin Megan. I am forced to lick pussy, ass and feet. I must stress I am Straight. I never expected my life to turn out this way. I don’t even like pussy but I am forced to eat a lot of it. This is the story of how I became Megan’s Slave girl.

I was once engaged to the most attractive firefighter in Mobile, Al. We had set up our wedding day for June 4th. I was so happy. I was ready to settle down and start a family. However I found out he cheated on me.

He then left me for the other woman. I was heartbroken. He left me with nothing. I had no where to turn. So I posted my problems on the popular spaceface site. Suddenly I received a message from my Cousin Megan who lives in a small town in Georgia.

Megan is a white female. She has short black hair and green eyes. Megan is twenty-five. She is a very beautiful young lady. She is super model beautiful. I use to babysit her when she was younger.

She seemed really kind and understanding to my situation. She offered me a place to stay. I couldn’t really said no. Plus I had no other option. So I took her up on her offer. She decided to come and get me.

So I pack my bags and left. I arrange to meet her at a nearby gas station. Megan arrive at the gas station at 8:30am. She show up in a black SUV. She jumped out of her car and gave me a big hug. The hug lasted a little bit too long.

“Tiffany, it’s been a long-time. How you doing?” Said Megan compassionately.

“It’s been rough but I think I will make it through.” I said.

“Wow! you look so beautiful. I bet you make all the boys jealous.” Said Megan.

“Thanks girl. Your not looking bad yourself.” I responded.

Megan laughed. “I will have so much fun with you.”

I really didn’t think much of that statement but looking back I should of.

During the car ride we had a lot of fun. Megan and me jammed out to every song we knew. We thought back to the days when I use to babysit her. There was really nothing out of the ordinary unlit we arrive in her small town.

The first thing I noticed was how small the town was. I only saw maybe two or three house on our way to her house. The houses were not at all close. They were miles from each other.

We finally arrived to Megan’s house. The house was pretty big and her yard was huge. Nothing but woods surrounded the nicely cut yard. The house it self was a beautiful white house. Megan parked the SUV and then helped me get all my bags. We then walked into the house.

The house was a four bed room and three bathes. There was also a huge basement.

I was in awe with the house. Every thing in that house was high quality items. çorum escort The TV was a custom made 90inches screen. The furniture looked like something Trump would have in his house. They were pictures of Megan all over the walls.

“Wow! This House is Beautiful.” I said still in awe.

“Seriously. You really like it?” Asked Megan.

“Yeah. I am slightly Surprised actually. How do you afford a place like this?” I asked.

Megan smiled wickedly. “Oh I have my ways.” She said.

“I am glad you like the place. If you like this just wait until you see your room.” Said Megan.

“Ok let’s go.” I said.

“Follow me.” Said Megan.

I follow her to a white Door that lead down stairs. I grabbed all my bags and followed her to the door.

“Oh I be downstairs?” I asked.

“Yeah. Hope you don’t mind but it really is the best room in the house.” She said.

“Oh Ok.” I replied.

Megan open the white Door for me. I started downstairs with all my bags in hand. Megan followed close behind me. I walked down the stairs case. At the very bottom was a very strange metal door. The door had locks on the outside. I stopped when I saw the weird door.

“Hey Megan. What is this?” I asked.

“Oh the former owner was a doomsday preparer or something.” She said.

It didn’t make much sense since the locks were on the outside but I really didn’t think Megan had evil intention for me.

Megan walked in front of me and open the weird door. I walked into the room and only saw darkness. It was so pitch black that you couldn’t see anything.

“Is there a light switch in here?” I asked.

“Of course on the other side of the room.” said Megan.

I began to make my way through the large room. I kept running into strange unknown objects. Suddenly I heard the door close behind me. I looked back but only saw darkness. I continue my way across the room. After two or three minutes I finally found the light switch.

When I flipped the switch I soon discovered a disturbing scene. It was a dungeon of some sort. They was a dog cage in the corner. In the middle of the room, Steel chains hung from the ceiling and were attached to the floor. On the left side of the room was a cross whipping post. There was a table by the hanging chains. The table had chains attached to it. There was a black Cabinet in a corner across from the dog cage.

I turned away and saw a door with an automatic lock. You would need a code to open it.

Suddenly Megan appeared next to me. She attacked me. She threw me up against the wall. She had place sometime around my neck. I suddenly threw her off me.

“What the Hell?” I angrily yelled. Suddenly I felted a very painful shock hit my body.

I fell to the ground. My body felt numb. After a few minutes feeling return to my body. I began to feel what was about my neck. That when I realized it a dog Collar.

Megan denizli escort was standing in front of me with an evil smile on her face. I slowly sat up.

“I know your feeling Confused and Dazes right now. Your probably wondering what going on right now. Well I am going to tell you. See I have for a long while wanted to find the perfect person to keep as a prisoner in this dungeon. I needed a person who wouldn’t be missed by anyone. Someone no one would look for. I truly never thought family would be that person but here we are my cousin.” Said Megan.

Fearing for my life I looked Megan directly in the eyes.

“What are you going to do to me?” I asked.

Megan laughed. “I am going to do things to you that are pervert and twisted and immoral. I am going to make you my personal slut. I will have my way with you every chance I get. I will punish you in ways you never imagined possible. And once it all said and done. You will thank me for every pervert thing I do to you. You will hate it but I will greatly enjoyed it.”

“Your insane! You will never get away with this!” I said.

“But I am getting away with it.” said Megan Sarcastically.

Megan pull up a stool and took a seat.

“As I said before no one is coming to look for you. There no where to run. We are a long way from the nearest people. In other words there’s no escape.” Megan said.

took a deep breath.

Megan continues her speech.

“So with this being said they are a few things we need to talk about. Firstly, you are now my Property. I will do what ever I want to you when ever I want it. Secondly, you will be expected to clean and cook for me. You will do this and if you don’t I will punish you severely. Thirdly you will respond to me as Goddess Megan for now on. And the last thing. You are not allowed to wear any clothing from here on out. Only the collar. Which leads us here and now. Take off all your clothes. I want to see what I own.”

I looked at Megan in shock. “No way! I will not willingly agree to all this!” I proudly said.

Megan sighed.

“Bitch please get it.” She said.

She held out her hands and revealed a small remote.

“This remote Controls the shock on that collar. We can do this the easy way or we can do it the hard way.” Said Megan.

Seeing no options and fearing what Megan might be capable of I decided to do as she said. I had a blue checker button up shirt and blue jeans. I first started to take my tennis shoes and socks off. I then stood up and began to unbutton my shirt. Tears started falling from my eyes.

I threw my shirt off. I was only wearing a black bra. I began to take me belt off and unzip my pants. I was now down to my underwear. I unhooked my bra to reveal my large breasts. I then slipped off my undies to reveal a perfectly shaved pussy.

Megan stood up and walked over to me. She wiped my tears away.

“There be plain düzce escort of time to cry later.” Said Goddess Megan.

She began to feel me up. I turned my head away. I was disgusted by Goddesses pleasure of my nakedness.

She placed her hands on my breast and started playing with them. My breast became uncontrollably hard. Megan laughed wickedly.

“This is a lot more fun then I originally thought it be,” said Goddesses Megan.

“You will be a good slave for me.” Said Goddesses Megan.

“I want to fuck you right here and now but before I have my way with you. We got things to do.” Said Goddesses Megan.

Goddess Megan walked away from me and walked towards the black cabinet. Inside the cabinet was whips and leashes. She grab a leash and walked back over to me. Still with the remote to my collar in hand she looked at me.

She hook the leash to my collar.

“On your hands and knees” ordered Goddess.

I did as I was instructed. It was so humiliating. She then walk me to the locked back door. She unlocked it with a code. I couldn’t see it.

Megan open the door to reveal a very large backyard. She walk me outside to a mental rust trash can. That’s when she tied my leash to a tree and walked back inside.

After a few minutes she return with all my stuff and lighter fluid.

“Stand!” Megan order.

I stood up.

“You old life is now gone. I control your life now. You are nothing more than my bitch. You are lower than dirt.” Said Goddesses.

My Goddess looked at me with hungry eyes. “To remind you of this, all your belongings are no more.”

She threw everything I own into the trash can. She then pour the lighter fluid on it. She then pull out a match and lit it.

I watched in horror as everything I owned burn in front of me. It then struck me. My life was truly gone. I was now my cousin’s property. I had no choice but to please her every need.

Suddenly Goddesses walked me back inside the dungeon.

Once inside she place me on the table. She cuffed both my wrist. Then my ankles. She unhooked my leash and walked back to the Black Cabinet. She pull out a metal stick with a Giant GM on it. She also grab a red ball gagged.

She walked back towards me. She put the ball gag in my mouth. Then she walk out with the metal stick in hand.

After a few minutes she return with the stick. The GM was completely red. I suddenly realized what was about to happen. I struggle against my restraints.

Megan laughed. She place the GM on the right side of my ass Cheek. I scream out in pain but my screams were muffled by the ball gag. Tears uncontrollably fell from my face.

“Unfortunately I can’t play with you tonight. Got to let you heal up. But don’t worry cause tomorrow is training day. If your wondering why I branded you, you should know I have to mark my property. I am leaving the ball gag in because it will hurt for hours. Oh, hope you can sleep like that. Tomorrow if your good you get to sleep in the dog cage.” Laughed Megan.

She kiss me on the cheek and began to walk up stairs.

“Sweet dreams, my Cousin.” she yelled to me.

The lights went out and I was left in the dark.

The end

Part two is coming.

[Author’s Note: The story of Etienne (Etiennette) and Monique is about two, lesbian, conjoined sisters who share genitalia. It contains BDSM, incest and a small amount of toilet play. All activities are fictitious and any resemblance to individuals either living or dead is purely coincidental…but if you happen to know any conjoined, albino, lesbian twins I could do with some help on the research ;)]

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Chapter 6: Employees rights

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It was early morning. The soft light of the sun was diffused by the thick white net curtains in the sisters’ bedroom. Both Etiennette (nicknamed Etienne by close friends and family due to her tomboyish nature) and Monique were asleep.

At the foot of the large four-poster bed, on the floor, lay a small mattress and some ruffled white cotton bedclothes. It was Veronique’s place at night, during her working week.

Veronique was attached to the foot of the bed by a long, thin rope running from a retracting reel to an ankle cuff. The rope was almost at full stretch as Veronique stood naked by the dressing table, bathed in the morning glow through the large bay window.

Although not statuesque; Veronique had a composure about her, a pride or self-confidence that some people wear like an extra layer of skin. It gave her more presence and exceeded her stature.

Her hair haloed to a vibrant red as the sun caught it through the curtains, her body was hour-glass shaped and toned. She had enough curves for two people, which was just as well because both of them were lying naked behind her, in their naturally mutated, intertwined selves.

She poured herself a glass of water from a pitcher on the dresser and smacked her lips after taking a mouthful. Smirking as she glanced through a crack in the curtain. Outside on the driveway Etienne and Monique’s parents were packing the car with the help of their housemaid preparing to depart for the airport. They were due for a two month sojourn in the United States, leaving the girls and Veronique to have the run of the place. Their last two weeks in France before the long awaited journey to Japan.

At times like these, the other house staff would depart for their own families. It happened twice every year, but this time was special. Etienne and Monique had Veronique with them.

“Yawn!” Came the sound from Etienne, who lifted herself up on her elbows to the angelic sight of Veronique silhouetted in front of the window.

“God you’re gorgeous my pet.” Etienne said in hushed tones so as to not wake her sister.

Veronique remained facing away from the bed for a moment, it gave her time to smile in satisfaction at the compliment and gave Etienne some time to appreciate her form, framed by the glow of the morning sun. It was an appreciation that had grown within Etienne since their first night with Veronique, borne out of an unexpected compromise and from the love for her sister.

‘Pet’ was a temporarily assigned name Etienne had explained. As a part of the agreement Veronique would have no name during the working day. Etienne was free to insult her, call her ‘whore’ or indeed whatever she felt like, but although Etienne was enjoying the domme status, she felt wrong in insulting Veronique. So instead she chose to remove Veronique’s identity without diminishing her.

“You can wake my sister now.” Etienne requested.

“Oui mistress.” Came the now familiar words from Veronique, who turned and approached the bed, accompanied by the soft clacking sound of the rope reeling in, and the supple bounce of her fleshy orbs. Etienne blinked, watching Veronique’s nipples adopt a rhythmic sway as she crossed the room.

Veronique climbed onto the bed on all fours and dipped between the sisters’ legs.

Etienne closed her eyes to enjoy the sensation of her and her sister’s loins receiving bitlis escort a few soft exhales of warm breath before the first friction sensation of wet and muscular flesh dance across the sisters’ shared folds. Soft sucking sounds and the occasional squelch broke the silence.

Monique came to, breathing heavily. “Uhh, uhh!” She uttered through gritted teeth as she bit down. Etienne’s lips were pursed and her eyes clamped shut. All at once there was a shared guttural groan as the two sisters climaxed and the recognizable “Pssst!” sound in three decreasing bursts as their female ejaculate sprayed Veronique’s face.

“Oh goddd!” Exclaimed Monique who was barely able to talk through her clenched teeth.

“You are,” She huffed after a brief pause.

“The best alarm clock ever!” Monique finally finished her sentence.

“Oui, I know mistress.” Said Veronique with a light-hearted grin, her face dampened by the sisters’ dew.

Veronique licked her lips and used her own bedclothes from the floor to wipe the remnants from her face and off of her chest. They had been through this ritual several times now and unsurprisingly it never became boring. Although they had increased the amount of daily laundry submitted to the family cleaners. Veronique was amazed as to how much liquid came from them.

The girls did explain that although they only have one set of genitals and one urethral hole, they each have their own reproductive system and their own urethral tract and bladder, which meant that their urethra and vaginas were ‘Y’ shaped and that they each had to pee in turn. It also meant that although they experienced clitoral stimulation jointly, they experienced vaginal stimulation separately.

All of Veronique’s trappings had been brought up from her house in Mornant and the sisters’ had even paid off the landlord so that Veronique had no outstanding debts. She truly had landed on her feet, she thought, with some strings attached…or rather, some chains.

Veronique plodded across the room to the chest of drawers where the girls’ most regularly worn outfits were kept. She bent over to access the second drawer up, as usual giving Monique the best view possible of her pert arse outlining her gorgeously puffy, pink lips. Monique took in the sight with great delight.

“Oh jees sister!” Hissed Etienne as Monique began to play with their pussy again.

“Oh just one more, c’mon, look at that bum, you can’t blame me can you?” Monique said in frustration.

Etienne sighed and switched on the bedside lamp, bathing Veronique’s bottom in a swathe of light.

“Pet, legs apart please if you will and try to spread those cheeks while you find our clothes.”

“Oui mistress.” Veronique replied with a chuckle, she was now very familiar with Monique’s urges.

As Veronique pulled out a suitable skirt, a couple of tops and some underwear she could hear the mumbling and moaning behind her. Veronique removed a pair of socks from the bottom drawer accompanied by the predictable light hissing sound of the girls cumming again accompanied by an expletive or two from Monique.

Etienne exhaled sharply “Whew! Actually, that was rather nice.”

Veronique stood upright and carried the two piles of clothes to the end of the bed. As a part of the arrangement Veronique was not permitted to dress until the sisters had, and by now Veronique had a wardrobe of her own clothes bought for her by the sisters. Some of the clothes were for work, some for play and there were a few special outfits for going out. Their generosity knew no bounds.

Monique, as usual, watched Veronique’s breasts jiggle as she crossed the room. They had a beautiful rhythmic bounce to them that constantly impressed her, especially as her and her sister’s breasts were so small by comparison.

Etienne was always dressed first. Veronique took the bra and hooked it over each of bolu escort Etienne’s shoulders, she pulled the fabric taught and smoothed the material by cupping her boobs in her hands. She then fastened the hooks on the back and adjusted the straps to fit evenly. She then lifted up a thin white blouse and pulled it over Etienne’s arms in turn and starting from the bottom she did up each button.

Even now, after two weeks, the sisters fascinated Veronique. Their skin was unlike anything she had ever encountered and their gorgeous pink eyes with a hint of blue on the edges seemed almost ethereal. The most magical part of them though was their hair. Once she had heard Julian, their father, describe it as “The locks of an angel.” truly Veronique could not have put it better, but doubted that Julian had a clue about the girls rather more devilish side.

Veronique repeated the process of dressing Monique, but punctuated with a few kisses, as their relationship was a little deeper than that of Veronique and Etienne’s. Veronique had to admit however that they would not have been together if it was not for Etienne, and it is likely that sex would not have been quite as exciting.

Finally it came to their lower half. Veronique let the girls rest on her shoulders as they precariously lifted one leg and then the other to step into their knickers. Veronique pulled them up whilst maintaining maximum contact between her hands and their skin. Once in place she lightly patted the crotch and kissed Monique one last time on her naval before adding and tucking in the mini skirt. Finally she added some plain black slip-ons.

Veronique stood back. The sisters said in unison “So, how do we look?”

To which Veronique replied “You look good enough to eat mistresses.”

Monique’s eyes lit up.

“No sister!” Etienne interjected before her sister could say another word. To which Veronique giggled.

“Good god girl, give me a break at least.” Etienne added with an exasperated chuckle.

Veronique made to move away, but as they had all been distracted, the sisters were stood on the chain and Veronique tumbled backwards landing heavily.

“Ow!” Veronique cried out.

Both sisters looked mortified that part of their play had gone wrong.

“It is my fault little pet, turn over; let me have a look at the damage.”

Veronique rubbed her buttocks and then turned over.

“Bum in the air, face to the carpet.” Etienne ordered.

This was new, Veronique thought, concern from Etienne. But Veronique did as she was asked and stuck her bottom in the air.

Carefully kneeling down, Monique steadied the sisters with one hand on the floor and the other on Veronique’s back.

“A mistress has a duty to her pet; let me make it all better.” Etienne said in soothing tones.

With that she planted a soft kiss first on one cheek and then the other. She repeated this process three times, each time saying “Mistress will make her pet feel better.”

Etienne paused after the sixth kiss and much to both her sister’s and Veronique’s surprise stuck her face firmly in the valley of Veronique’s bottom.

Veronique maintained her position on the floor, she felt the hotness of Etienne’s breath across the cleft of her bottom before something firm and damp pressed against her anus. She could not stifle a moan; the sensation coupled with her compromising position was thrilling.

“Oh sister.” Came a quiet response from Monique, who was quite obviously turned on by the entire scene.

For a few seconds there was a squelching sound emanating from Etienne’s contact with Veronique. Veronique felt herself relax, allowing Etienne to have more and more access to her.

The sisters had become so overexcited by the experience that they had generated one of the sisters’ shared spontaneous orgasms. It was not enough to stop Etienne from tending to Veronique however burdur escort and at one point Monique was sure that this time it was directly enjoyed by her sister.

Eventually Etienne came up for air. She puffed for a few moments before speaking.

“Does that feel better now little pet?” She said.

“Ah oui mistress, zat feels much, much better.”

Monique considered mentioning that Etienne had tended to a place that certainly had not been hurt in the fall, and then considered that Etienne would likely reap retribution and make pretty sure it did hurt. She decided to say no more.

Etienne was shaking. She had wanted to do that for some time and had been waiting for an opportunity. Neither of the other girls knew this, but to Etienne the wait was worth it. The spontaneous enjoyment shared by the sisters was different this time; it was caused almost entirely by Etienne, a fact that did not escape Monique.

Veronique regained her feet and moved casually across the room. At the halfway point between her room and the girls she stopped and pressed her hand between her bum cheeks to wipe away the saliva. Etienne was looking away when Veronique and Monique’s eyes met. Monique shrugged but smiled and Veronique returned the gesture with a flapping motion of her hand in front of her face as if trying to cool herself down. A mutual and silent understanding that it was unusual but exceptionally enjoyable.

“Oh and pet?” Etienne said finally, her face still flush with excitement.

“Ah oui mistress?”

“Wear the chauffer uniform please we’re going out for the day.”

“Mes oui mistress, wis or wisout ze knickers?”

“With, pet,” Etienne paused for a moment.

“They can always be removed later.”

“Mmmm yes mistress, as you wish.”

The sisters tended to their makeup. Etienne hinted to Monique which style they would wear today. Ice queen was a look they both enjoyed; white eye shadow with flecks of silver glitter, a pure white eyeliner to really make the eyes stand out and finally a white-silver lipstick with a hint of metallic pale blue at the centre of the lower lip for added drama. The addition of sharp, high hemmed jackets in the same material as the mini skirt added a smack of corporate drama.

As the sisters finished the final touches to their makeup Veronique returned. She wore a white, double-breasted military style jacket with silver buttons, a peaked cap, a white pencil skirt and beneath the jacket which had the top buttons deliberately undone, a white leather collar with silver ring at the centre which hung on a pivot. The collar was a posture collar, forcing the wearer to raise their chin.

“Where exactly are we going sister?” Monique probed her sister.

“To a very special spa sister, we have interesting people to meet and I want to show our pet off.”

“Oh? Are you sure she won’t mind?”

“I’m sure, page three of her slave contract has all of the limitations and she has consented to public humiliation.”

Monique glared sternly at her sister for a few seconds.

“Her slave contract?” Monique hissed.

“I emailed you a copy three days ago and told you about it when we took Veronique on. You know you really should check your mail more often. Look, bring your net book and read it on the way.”

Monique looked accusingly at Veronique who was smoothing her skirt. Veronique just smiled back at her reassuringly and Monique’s doubts just melted away. Those eyes and lips just acted like a drug, calming any fears or anxiety she may have experienced otherwise. But if Veronique was at ease with the contract then Monique had no reason to labour it. Besides Monique was well aware of the contract, she just hated reading legal jargon and Etienne would undoubtedly have written it from a lawyer’s perspective.

Monique was about to lean forward to kiss her beautiful girlfriend just as Etienne stepped toward the dresser. Veronique then remembered the secret to the sisters’ elegant and balletic movement, when they were not looking in the same direction their co-ordination went out the window.

The sisters slumped to the floor doing the splits and fairly soon all three of them were in hysterics.