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Matchmaking Trap

Dirtyboy127 on Incest Stories

 

Note : This story is completely fictional!

Roberta was a 43 year old bartender, working weekends to make enough to keep her house, after her husband"s death. She was also incredibly gorgeous, with soft, sensual skin, that cried out for a massage. She kept her hair cut fairly short, but it was still a beautiful jet-black, and she managed to seem quite feminine, despite her tomboyish exterior.

She had loved being married, because, unlike many wives, she wanted sex every day, and made sure that she got it from her late hubby. She also knew about his affairs, as she had been his mistress during his first marriage, and she had simply not been able to give up his 9 inch cock. His sexual freedom was something that she had learned to accept as

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a necessary consequence of his higher libido. 

Roberta had a grown-up son, named Chad, who was engaged to a woman named Deanna, a tall, slender brunette with a tendency to wear up-scale clothes. Chad and Deanna seemed your typical, run of the mill engaged couple, busy planning their wedding and working their jobs, while trying to fight off "cold feet". 

What Roberta didn"t tell her son and his bride-to-be was that she had trouble finding anyone new, because her deceased husband"s cock had been so large, that it simply raised the bar for other guys, so to speak. She would fuck them, to try them out, but if they had small dicks, she would let them off easy, without much comment. 

Chad and Deanna had made some attempts to set her up in the recent past, but their tastes were more conservative, all involving PC, pussy-whipped "Mama"s boys". They tended to have small cocks, and were often reluctant to take the initiative in bed. None of them would have made the grade, and she hated to hurt her son"s feelings about it. 

One day, on a Monday night, as she sat with her son, talking about her loneliness, he kept insisting that she could find someone, if she just kept trying, and didn"t give up. Roberta, however, kept noticing that he had potential to be tougher, like his Dad, if he could just break free of his college indoctrination. They had filled his head with politically correct claptrap about sensitivity, until he was a hyper-sensitive pansy, as far as she was concerned. She also noticed his penis, which was about the same length and width of his father"s phallus.

Gradually, as she continued to stare at his groin, she began realizing that this was her solution. She had the ideal lover right there in front of her, carrying his father"s genes and, most importantly, his father"s dick. She was willing to swing, but she only wanted to be permanent with a well-endowed, dominant sort of guy.
This gave her an idea, and she immediately began to carry it out.

"Chad, if you are so sure that I can find a steady boyfriend, I challenge you to prove it! Try to make a match for me, and let me judge your success or failure, according to my standards! You"ll have 6 months, or I get my prize! If you win, I will marry the man, but if I win, I get to use the largest cock that I know about, daily!"

"Alright, but whose cock is that, and what does that have to do with me?"

"I"m your Mom, so I"ve seen your dick a few times, and I wager that it"s as long as your father"s by now, making it the largest of which I am aware. That"s your cock I was talking about, and you just agreed to bet it!"

"Mom, that"s disgusting- incest? Besides, I"m committed to Deanna, and I won"t cheat on her."

"You"re also committed to this bet, which is more explicit a deal, and, therefore, more binding. If you really think you"re right, it shouldn"t be a problem, should it?"

"I guess not. You"re dead serious about fucking me if I lose?"

"Yeah, because you need to loosen up a little, and I can help you there."

"Ok. Well, you have a deal, as I said."

Chad didn"t really worry, except for the slim chance that he might lose, but he expected to win the bet, so he decided not to tell Deanna. He did seek her help trying to arrange dates for his Mom, but he didn"t give her an idea as to the reason for his urgency. They began planning in earnest, still clueless to the fact that his Mom knew for almost a certainty that she would win. Few men had cocks as large as her son"s, and few, if any, of those men would be on her son"s list. He was undermining his own side, and he didn"t even know it.

Roberta was getting everything for her moment of seduction. The schedule had to be right, since she had to be making her move when Deanna was unlikely to catch them red-handed. She knew that her son would never tell his fiancee about something as "scandalous" as incest, so he would be there alone, ready to fall into her clutches when the time came to act.

Date followed date, sometimes ending in sex, sometimes not, depending on how PC the fool was, but, Roberta thought, the lucky ones at least got a lay out of it. The poor dupes who wanted to "wait" wouldn"t even get that much, since she wouldn"t give a 2nd date to a guy who didn"t put out. Roberta, as she expected, found all of them lacking in the "dealbreaker" category- the size of their cocks. No man was equal to her son"s penis, and she was hardly surprised about that.

Chad"s confidence began to sink as the months wore on, and he was starting to have anxiety about the growing probability that he would be trapped into committing incest with his Mom, thereby cheating on Deanna. What choice would he have? He couldn"t renege, because she was giving every a man a chance, even to the point of acting like a slut, which both disturbed, and surprisingly, on one level, aroused him. Could she really be that picky? What was wrong with her, if she didn"t want these respectable men?

Deanna noticed his nervous behavior, but she passed it off as pre-wedding jitters. She thought that increasing the frequency of sex would solve it, but it didn"t, and she was beginning to wonder if he was no longer sure about his interest in their upcoming marriage.
Even so, she made every effort to convince him that his sex life was not going to be over if they wed. He, of course, knew it wouldn"t, but couldn"t tell her that, and definitely couldn"t tell her why.

Finally, just 2 months before the wedding, Roberta"s time limit had elapsed, and Chad went to her house to find out if her last date had achieved a relationship. He was extremely scared as he rang the doorbell, and his Mom answered the door in a rather surprisingly conservative dress, not indicating what she had in mind yet.

"Well, Chad, it"s been 6 months, and you know the deal. This last guy was nice, but, sorry, no dice! You haven"t helped your cause, picking out these weak, groveling kind of fellows. I"m sorry, but your tastes and mine are different, and that has cost you the bet. I have won, and I expect you to honor our agreement. I get your big manhood inside me every day, and you"ll just to live with the fact that you"re having an affair with your Mom."

"Mom, how can you do this? I am your son, and you are thinking about me in a sexual manner, as an object for your lust?"

"Chad, how can you seriously try to wiggle out of your promise? Besides, we are all objects of some kind to everyone. No chance, son, that I will let you out of this one! You need to keep your agreements, like your Dad and I taught you!"

"But, incest? Seriously, why do you want to fuck me?"

"I want your big cock, plain and simple, and I"m gonna get it, so just accept that fact! No one made you bet your cock on my love life, but you did, so live with it, son!"

"Alright, when and how are we doing to this? Deanna can"t know, Mom, because it would crush her."

"Nice of you to care about your fiancee like that, but she"d survive that, I suspect. Anyway, I want you here and now! Take off your clothes!"

Chad quickly complied, as he was afraid that his Mom would divulge the bet to Deanna if he didn"t. Once he was buck naked, Roberta looked at him lustfully, seeing that marvelous male sex organ free from his pants and underwear.

"Oh, wow, to think that I helped make this hot, young stud, who"s about to fuck me! That thought really pleases me! I carried you in my womb, and now part of you is about to inseminate me. I love the irony of that fact!"

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Roberta then dropped her dress, to reveal that she was not wearing any undies. She leered at him suggestively, motioning with her fingers for him to join her in the master bedroom. As she led her son into the bedroom, she took out some hand-cuffs, grabbed his hands, and slapped them on him. He was stunned, and looked at her to ask why she had bound him.

"I"ve got to keep you from escaping and breaking your contract, my boy! You"re far too hesitant for me to trust you, aren"t you?"

"Will this always be the case?"

"No, because you"ll get used to fucking your mother, I"ll make sure that you like it, and you"ll soon be taking control in our sessions. I want that, you know? I want you to dominate me. Otherwise, however, I will dominate you, until you learn to accept my new dual role as your mother and your mistress! Now, lean over the bed!"

He did as she ordered, and she realized with some disappointment that he took after her in submissiveness. Okay, she thought, I"ll have to dominate him, but I will just go out and find bossy men elsewhere. If Chad is getting it on with 2 or more ladies, and he is actually accepting my control over him, he will have to share me, too.

Roberta took out her late husband"s belt, which she still kept to hurt herself, and started striking Chad with it, which caused him to welt and flinch in response. 

She was angry at him for disappointing her with his submissive nature, but also smart enough to know that she had won him, and this came with the territory. Casual encounters with domineering men would have to suffice. Perhaps she could fuck them in front of him, and that would excite him a bit. Then, of course, she would give him sloppy seconds. He could then go running home to his faithful fiancee and her boring, Victorian morality. 

She kept spanking him as she thought about this, and she could tell that he was enjoying it, which only confirmed his masochistic nature. Oh, why couldn"t he have been a dom, just like his dad?, she thought.

At last, when he was hard enough, she turned him over on his back, and swiftly mounted him, getting his cock deep inside her pussy for the 1st time. He was groaning with considerable pleasure, as he felt the confines of her cunt on his dick. She tightened up a bit for him, flexing her vaginal muscles to stiffen him further, and thereby increased the strain on his scrotum, until he just had to cum inside his mother"s warm pussy.

"Oh, that"s right, Chad, my son! Yes, cum for me, now! You can do that right, can"t you? You may be a pathetic submissive, but at least your cock is great, and you have plenty of semen! Oh, God, I"m very glad that I won this bet! Your ass is mine, and I"m going to use it! I own you, since you clearly want it that way, and I"m determined to keep you in compliance with our deal. Understand? You wanna be a slave, fine, but be Mommy"s slave!"

"Yes, you own me- keep fucking me, Mom! I never knew this was so great! Thank you, Mom, I"m glad that I lost!"

"You"re so great, I want to fuck you twice a day! Report to me during your lunch break, every day, and right after you clock out- is that clear? Whatever is left goes to your fiancee!"

At that, she grabbed a butt-plug, and without lubricating it, she shoved it up his rectum, making him squeal with the pain. She looked at him sternly, and then snickered as she thought of something.

"I"m going to have you keep that up your ass during the work days, and then you"ll return it to me for washing at nights. You"ll be getting your ass fucked alot, by all of my other sex partners, all of whom are men. That way, you"ll be excited when I ride you, as your prostate will be stimulated by the cocks and the butt-plug. I will have the plug kept in your ass as I ride you, so you"ll be under constant pressure, and will eventually have to cum inside me."

"Mom, I can"t do guys! Ow, this hurts!"

"You will do guys, and if you want to stop hurting, seize the initiative and take control of me! Act like a man, and I"ll treat you like one, with respect, but otherwise you"re my boy-toy, for me to use as I wish! I am only dominating you, because you are willing to let me, so you have only yourself to blame here! 

Oh, and as I implied, we"ll always do it cowgirl-style, because you"re a passive weakling instead of a real man, despite your manly cock. I"ll even fuck your ass with a strap-on, now and then, if I wish it. By the way, masturbation is strictly forbidden in my house, so don"t even think of touching yourself while you"re here!"

"Ok, Mom, but please pull it out of me!"

"No! You"re taking it, and I"m going to keep fucking you, while you take it, so get used to it!"

She rode him for what seemed like days, making him cum repeatedly, and draining his balls in the process. He was evidently loving it, so she knew that her decision to assume permanent control was a wise one, since he"d make a poor excuse for a master!

Finally, however, she released him, and made it clear to him that his duties would be specified to the letter the nights before, so he"d better pay attention. If he failed her, she would tell Deanna about the wager, and he knew what that would mean- the end of the engagement. She had him by the balls, literally, but was partly so hard on him because she had really craved his dominance, and found him sadly lacking in it. Oh, well, maybe he"d give her another son, who would dominate her. She certainly hoped so.

Sharon Sex

classroomb4 on Incest Stories

  I am now 43 years old and happily married to a wonderful husband. As a very sexually oriented person, I love reading sex stories. I graduated from romance novels to sex story sites. They are really the same but the sex stories cut out all of the crap. Personally, I like the stories with some semblence of truth and not just some guy's masturbation fantasy. Because I enjoy reading sex stories, I have always wanted to write my own about some of my experiences. This is my first attempt and deals with my experiences as a young teenager. This is pretty mild considering some of my experiences later in life but I had to start somewhere. 

I think I was around 13 when I got really interested in boys. I was interested before that but by 1

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3, I was really boy crazy. Since I was considered one of the more attractive girls at school, I had no trouble getting boys to like me. I wasn't allowed to date at that age but I was allowed to have friends over to our house. Boys were only allowed to come over when one of my parents were home so the visit would be supervised. 

I was into kissing and holding hands but not much else. Actually, I was so dumb about things that I don't think I knew there was more. I only had little bumps for boobs but that didn't stop boys from trying to feel them. The first time I got felt up was at a movie theater. I had gone with some girlfriends and of course we met some boys there. No one cared about the movie. We were only interested in kissing and fooling around. It was also there that I noticed my friend Lisa rubbing the front of her boy's jeans. I didn't know any different so I did it too. I liked the feel of that hard thing under my hand and really liked the effect it had on the boy.

That brings me to the day my newest boyfriend Mike was at my house to help me study for a science test. It was a Saturday afternoon and my mom was gone visiting or something. My dad got a call from one of his friends to go golfing and asked my older brother to keep an eye on me and my boyfriend so he could go. As soon as Dad left, Mike and I started kissing. I was letting him feel my breasts and started rubbing the front of his jeans. Knowing it was pretty safe with my parents gone, Mike unzipped his pants and for the first time ever, I slid my hand inside the opening. I could feel it much better and liked it better. I moved my fingers into the slot of his jockey shorts and felt my first bare cock. Mike really liked that and started moving around and then yanked my hand away. He abruptly left shortly after that and I didn't understand what I had done wrong. 

My friend Lisa, who was more experienced, explained that he had probably cum in his pants and said it happened all of the time with boys. The only thing I knew was that Mike couldn't wait to be alone with me again. After that day I quickly graduated to giving full "hand jobs". Mike loved it. 

On another day after school when Mike was over, I took advantage of my mother going next door to give Mike a hand job. I had it out of his pants and was stroking it when my brother Jeff walked into the room. We were caught. Mike quickly jumped up and zipped his pants. Jeff told him he had better leave. I was in trouble and knew it. Jeff was 17 and told me that I was asking for trouble with what I was doing. My mother came back and to my surprise, Jeff didn't say anything. He did tell me he would talk to me later. 

Later that day, Jeff was going to the store for mom and asked me to go with him. I knew I was going to get a lecture and did. He wanted to know everything I did with boys. I told him. I was practically begging him to not tell our parents. It was then that I noticed something. My brother was hard and it bulged the front of his pants. In an effort to save myself from my parents wrath, I decided to try something. It was either going to get me into more trouble or out of trouble. I decided to take the chance. After all boys are boys even if it is a brother.

I knew enough to know that boys are only hard when they are horny so Jeff must be horny. I also knew that when boys are horny, they like to be played with. After taking a deep breath and swallowing hard, I told Jeff that if he didn't tell, I would do it for him. That surprised him and got his attention. He scolded me and said I was acting like a little slut. As he went on, I feared I had made a wrong decision. Then to my complete surprise, he asked if I was serious. I told him I was. Then he asked me to show him how serious I was. 

Nervously, I slid over the car seat and placed my hand over his erection. By this time, we were almost home and I rubbed him until we pulled into our driveway. After turning off the car, Jeff told me to sneak over to his room an hour after Mom and Dad went to bed. Then he got out of the car and we went into the house. 

I'll continue this but not now. If anyone has any comments or questions, please feel free to E-mail me at sharonalderson@aol.com All questions will be answered by me

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A Golfer's Dream: Book I -Chapter 3

DragonVampire21 on Taboo Stories

Chapter 3: Beth Makes a Splash

Dave woke up to a beautiful June day. He looked at the digital clock: 8:32. He got up and headed to the bathroom for a shower. He shared a bathroom with his sisters and the door was closed when he got there. He knocked lightly and Julie said, "I'll be out in a minute." So he leaned against the wall and waited. She came out about five minutes later with a towel around her head and another one around her body. She smiled at him; from her look, she was feeling incredibly happy. She was still enjoying the afterglow of the most incredible sexual experience of her young life and she was wondering if she would ever lust after a man again. Dave watched her go down the hall and thought back to last night. He knew he would n

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ever have to imagine what she looked like again - he had her image engraved in his mind.

After his shower he went downstairs for breakfast; everyone was already in the kitchen. His father was dressed in shorts and a golf shirt. Julie was wearing a tee-shirt and shorts. Carol, however, was wearing one of her flimsy nightgowns and was about to have more fun teasing Dave. He could see her perky nipples poking out and thought he could see their darker halos as well. Roger sat with his back to the sink; so when Carol took some plates away, she bent down under the cupboard to get some dish cleaner -- giving Dave a perfect view of her thin see-through panties. Dave almost choked on his cereal and his father asked him if he was all right. Dave gasped he was ok but couldn't take his eyes off his mother. When Roger looked around at her, she had returned to a normal position and Roger thought nothing of it. Julie had thought the show was for her and was getting all wet as well. After Dave was finished eating he managed to hide the swelling in his shorts as he and his father went out to the car; their task today was check and clean the family's summer trailer. Carol had checked the bulge in Dave's shorts and felt quite proud of herself. Roger let Dave drive to the campground so he would get more practice for when he went for his driving test. On QAI drivers can get their "Learner's Permit" to drive with an adult six months before they turn sixteen. Roger seemed to be in a good mood so Dave asked. "Good night at cards?"

Roger replied, "No, my cards sucked all night but I had fun bragging about your victory yesterday." Dave blushed a little but felt proud. The truth was that when Roger got home he and Carol had had the wildest night of sex in many years. He couldn't remember the last time she was that excited and demanding.

The drive took about twenty-five minutes. This was the first time Dave drove to North Beach and realized how strange it was to have a trailer such a short distance from their house but on QAI this was very common. Many of Dave's friends' families owned either cottages or trailers. QAI's year round population was about 150,000 but during the hot summers more than ten times that many visited the island. North Beach had about three thousand year-round residents but that swelled to about forty thousand in the summer. Dave's family liked to be where the action was and this was the busiest summer area of QAI. Dave thought about some of his friends who owned cottages in remote areas and realized they must use them to get away.

During the short drive Roger and Dave talked about school, golf and other stuff. Dave enjoyed these talks with his dad because Roger was interested in what Dave was up to and Roger also told Dave about his job and how much he liked it. Roger was an administrator at the hospital which is how he met Carol many years ago. They talked about the doctor and nursing shortage and other grownup things. Dave felt good to be treated like a man and not a kid.

They arrived at North Beach Campground a little after 10:00. Gerry, the campground owner, was there and waved to them as they entered. The family's campsite was at the back and it was right beside the Hawks Hollow Golf Course. They had rented this campsite for the last five years. Dave was really pleased when the golf course opened last year after two years of construction. Their site was big at thirty feet wide by sixty feet deep; of course, the thirty-five-foot trailer took up a lot of that space. Dave could see some people coming off the second green on the course and couldn't wait to get golfing. There was just a thin line of trees between their site and the course. Dave and Roger walked around the trailer to make sure all the supports were still solid and then headed inside. Dave walked into the small living room area and sat on the sleeper sofa, his summertime bed. Roger walked into the parental bedroom and Dave could hear him checking the water in their bathroom. That large bedroom was in the front of the trailer. Then came the living room and the kitchen. There was a second bathroom and another small room with bunk beds in the back where the girls slept. The air smelled a little stale so Dave opened a few windows to air out the trailer and went into the kitchen. It was small but the MacDonalds did a lot of cooking on their barbecue so it didn't get used much. There was a full sized fridge that was open and empty except for the box of Cow Brand sodium bicarbonate powder they used to absorb odors. Roger and Dave spent an hour cleaning up and making sure everything was ready to start moving in. The family normally moved everything they needed into the trailer the week before school finished then moved in themselves on the last day of school.

Roger and Dave went to Hawk's Hollow at 11:30 and practiced for a while before they teed off at noon. It was a fun day and Roger was trying his hardest to beat Dave but Dave knew it wouldn't happen. Dave finished up with a 71 and Roger played one of his best rounds ever but was still four strokes higher. Dave drove home. Roger was really happy with his 75. He asked, "Where is the tour next weekend?"

Dave replied, "It's at Squirrel Creek Golf Course but I don't expect to do quite as well next week. I have to study all this week to prepare for exams next week so today is my last round until Saturday."

Roger said, "You'll do fine next week. You don't have to win every round. Study hard this week then do your best Saturday. If you play like you did today you'll have no trouble getting into the top ten and that will get you some needed points." Dave agreed and they just talked about golf the rest of the way home.

Sunday night and that whole week flew by. Dave studied hard every night and went to school during the day. His mind kept wandering back to Carol and Julie and he masturbated every night while re-living what had happened. Carol had suspended teasing him and Julie was busy studying as well so he saw very little of her. Dave found out Friday that he had gotten three exemptions which meant he only had to write two final exams. That wasn't a big surprise but it meant he could focus on just those two courses. His exams were scheduled for the next Thursday and the Monday after that.

Dave didn't get to swing a club once all week so he was getting a little nervous heading into Saturday's round but decided he should listen to his father - relax and do the best he could. He shot 75 finishing sixth - a very respectable finish that got him a few more points. He planned to study all weekend, take Monday and Tuesday afternoon off to golf and then study hard again until his exams were done. After he wrote his exam on Thursday morning he was feeling really burnt out from studying. Dave felt he did well in the exam but he needed a break so he convinced John to go to the practice range with him. They hit balls for two hours. Then they went to the practice putting green and putted for another hour. Dave thought golf was a great game for relaxing because, no matter what was on his mind when he started, after ten minutes his only concern was improving his golf game. He hit the books hard again on Friday but took Saturday off for another round on the tour. It was at Loridale Golf Course this time and Dave was a little more prepared. He shot 73 and finished fourth - another strong finish. He was sitting in third overall for the first three tournaments. Dave knew he could challenge Harvey Thompson for second but Randy Gallant was in first place. Dave knew Randy, as an eighteen-year-old more mature golfer, would be tough to catch or pass.

Carol and Roger moved a lot of clothes and other summer necessities to the trailer on Saturday and Sunday. Beth, Julie and Dave were all studying so they didn't help much. On Sunday night they were eating supper when Carol said to Dave, "Jennifer and her parents were asking about you today. They asked how your golf was going." Dave hadn't seen Jennifer since last August when they went back to Charlestown, New Dominion, a neighbouring province. Jennifer and he had become best friends over the last five years and Dave looked forward to seeing her again this summer. Her family had the site next to theirs at the campground. Carol added, "Jennifer is becoming a beautiful young woman. Dave, you should consider dating her this summer."

Dave replied, "Mom, we are best friends and that is all. We've spent every one of the last five summers together as ordinary playmates." Jennifer and Dave had actually played a little 'show and tell' together and, while he thought she was really cute, he had never really thought of her in a sexual way and she had never been included in his sexual reveries. Dave had not even considered whether his opinion of her could take a sharp dogleg to the right and into the world of romance.

Dave studied the rest of the evening. He wrote his final exam the next day and felt he did well again. He was off school until the last day on Thursday when everybody got their report cards. He wanted to get back at the golf with intensity to make up for the last two weeks. On Monday afternoon Dave went to the practice range for four hours spending three hours hitting balls and the other hour chipping and putting. John had his last exam on Tuesday morning so he and Dave planned rounds for Tuesday afternoon and Wednesday morning. Both Dave and John had junior memberships at Hornsby Golf Course in town. It was convenient for Dave for playing and practicing while he was living at home. Roger bought a family membership at Hawks Hollow.

Thursday arrived quickly and Dave got his final marks. He had a 79 in English (always his worst subject), an 85 in French (most Canadians try to learn both languages), an 87 in history, an 88 in physics, and a 92 in math. He took his report card home at noon. Both Carol and Roger were really excited for him. This was the best year Dave ever had he was proud of the 86 average. Julie was a brain in school and her average was 89. Beth on the other hand was too much of a social butterfly and her marks showed it. Her average was still good at 78 but the family all knew she could do a lot better - she was smarter than Dave but didn't apply herself. Carol and Roger told all of the kids they were proud of them and to get ready to leave for the campground.

They arrived at the campground around 2:00 and were settled in by suppertime. After supper they went to Hawk's Hollow. Carol, Roger and the girls played the front nine while Dave practiced. Carol and Roger had taken vacation on Thursday, Friday and the following week so everyone was going to be at the campground for the first week of summer.

On Friday Dave started his planned daily routine. He had made a promise to himself the previous fall that he would practice from 7:00 to 10:00 every weekday morning for the whole summer. He had been disappointed that he couldn't challenge to win any events last year and was committed to change that. By starting at 7:00 he would beat the heat of the day and could go to the beach or pool or whatever in the afternoon. He was up at 6:30, ate breakfast, and walked to the course. It was only a ten-minute walk from their site to the clubhouse. He had a good practice session and felt he was ready for the Buzzards Bluff Golf Course tomorrow. Buzzards Bluff was the toughest golf course on QAI and had national recognition. It had hosted the Canadian Men's Amateur and The Canadian Skins Game won by Fred Couples. Dave knew it would be a true test of his game and he was ready.

When Dave got back to the campground a lot of seasonal renters like his family were checking in but there was no sign of Jennifer or her family. It was sunny and hot at 27C, 85F, so it was a perfect beach day. Roger informed Dave that they were having a family day at the beach and were eating lunch early around 11:00 before driving to the beach. It sounded like a great idea to Dave so he grabbed his swimsuit and went to the bathroom to change. The beach is a twenty-minute walk or five-minute drive. After lunch they piled into Carol's minivan and drove to North Beach. The beach is beautiful and is usually flooded with people of all ages. They found a spot, put up their umbrella and set out their blankets. Carol was wearing a modest black bikini that looked really good on her. Julie was also wearing a bikini, a red low rider that was more daring. She looked fabulous. Beth was the one who shocked Dave and captured his full attention. Her cerise bikini was so skimpy he almost died from the shock. The top barely covered her nicely formed and still blossoming 34B breasts (Dave was into her dresser too). The bottom was almost non-existent. When she took off the contrasting yellow wrap Dave could almost see her whole ass - young and firm, it looked delicious. The thong bikini hid very little and he had to roll onto his stomach to hide his quickly hardening dick. Roger took one look at Beth and turned sharply to Carol saying, "Did you approve that bikini?"

Carol looked at Roger and put her finger to her lips signaling him to keep it quiet. Dave heard her whisper to Roger, "She originally picked out a truly alarming string bikini and I talked her up to this one. You know what she is going through at school. I felt we should indulge her a little to help her regain her confidence." Roger looked stunned at this response and shook his head in a dubious daze. He escaped the scene and started reading his book; Carol settled into a magazine.

Dave couldn't believe they were letting Beth wear that bikini. Beth was younger than Dave and would not be fifteen until November - older brother Dave would turn sixteen in September. Dave again looked over at Beth; her long brown hair was hanging down as she stretched on her back, leaning on her elbows. The pose was pushing up her breasts. Clueless, Dave didn't know Beth had had the hots for him for over a year. Carol had caught her trying to flash Dave several times but she didn't connect this to Beth's supposed problem at school. Beth couldn't understand why Dave only seemed to notice the attractiveness of Julie and her mom, and not her. She wanted Dave to focus on her, to see how she had developed, and to lust after her. She came up with a simple plan to dress sexy, get his attention, and stir his id. Her parents, unfortunately, wouldn't let her wear the clothes she needed so, in a dysfunctional reaction, she started skipping school and flunking her classes. When Roger and Carol took her to a shrink she made up a story about being teased and bullied at school. The lie worked well and she was now getting more freedom with her clothes selection. Until today, Dave still hadn't noticed very much; but Beth knew he couldn't overlook this. She was watching Dave out of the corner of her eye and she could see him staring at her. She was in her glory, thinking his alarm was positive interest.

All the boys at North Beach were eying the three women on display under the family umbrella. Two of Beth's girlfriends came over and were talking lively about her suit. All three teenyboppers had very skimpy suits on. They went for a walk down the beach and all the males were staring at them -- so were most of the women. Roger just shook his head and went back to his book. Beth kept looking back at Dave to see if he was still watching. He was, most of the time.

The family stayed at the beach until about five before returning to the campsite. Roger pulled Dave aside when they got back and the two of them went for a walk. Roger explained, "Beth is having a major confidence problem. Your mom and I didn't tell you, but she was being picked on at school last winter because we were being too strict on her. We wouldn't let her buy or wear any of the more revealing trendy clothes she wanted to wear. It was easier when Julie was growing up because, at the same age, she didn't have the need to be with the in crowd. But you know Beth; she has to be the leader of the in crowd. Anyway, apparently some of the kids were teasing her and she started to let her grades slip and you know how bad her attitude was in February. Well, your mother convinced me to give her a little more freedom. I'm not convinced it will work but her grades did get better and she has seemed happier. The point of all this is I need you to help keep an eye on her for us. We kept a pretty close eye on her at home but out here it's a lot harder. I don't expect you to run her life. That won't work but please try to watch out for her. I'm really scared; she thinks she can handle any situation. She is due for a rude awakening. We have to be ready if it happens."

Dave looked at Roger and said, "I can't believe you're letting her do this. Do you think it will work?"

Roger replied, "Dave, I'm going to tell you something that no one knows except Beth, Dr. McInnis, your mother, and myself. We took Beth to a psychiatrist last February. We spent a lot of time with him in therapy and he basically recommended we give Beth a little more room to grow. I think this is way out of control but I am still trusting your Mother to set the boundaries."

Dave shook his head, flabbergasted. He replied, "Okay, how can I help?"

Roger sighed in relief, "Just spend more time with her and include her in some of the stuff you and Jennifer usually do. But the most important thing is try to keep an eye on who she's hanging out with and warn your mom or me if you see something we need to be aware of."

Dave thought it was a lot of responsibility but eventually agreed and they headed back to the trailer. After supper Dave went for a walk and asked Beth if she wanted to join him. She did, so they headed for the front entrance where the outdoor pool and games room were located. They still had their bathing suits on so they decided to go for a swim. When Beth took off her wrap Dave gasped again at her bikini. He again couldn't get over how small and inappropriately revealing it was. Beth noticed his reaction and asked, "Do you like my new bikini?"

Dave didn't want to hurt her feelings but he had to be truthful. "Beth, I never told you this before but I think you're beautiful." She glowed from his compliment. He continued, "I think you have a gorgeous body and with that suit I can see almost all of it. I like the suit but the truth is -- it's too much." Beth started to pout so he went over to her, put his arm around her, and said, "I love you very much and you are beautiful but you don't have to show the whole world everything. Guys love to look at girls in skimpy bikinis but you need to know that, if outfits are too skimpy then they don't leave much to the imagination. And it focuses the attraction on your body parts, not the real you." He didn't know if he truly believed this; but when it was his little sister he had to come up with something plausible.

She replied, "Do you really think I have a gorgeous body?"

He said, "HELL YES!"

She beamed and jumped in the pool. She could hardly believe that Dave had finally noticed her - and had declared her body gorgeous. She debated whether to listen to him and stop wearing the bikini but decided to wear it a little longer. It had cost more than a hundred dollars and she didn't want to waste it by storing it away in a drawer. It was a decision she would come to regret. Dave followed her into the pool and they had aquatic splash and duck fun for about an hour before they headed back to the trailer. Beth enjoyed the one-on-one time with her brother and started formulating a plan to totally seduce him before some other girl snatched him away. She knew she would have a good time refining and imagining the plan details as she fell asleep that night. "Everything," she thought, "is working out for me now."

Roger gave the returning Dave an approving nod. Dave told everybody he was heading to bed for a good night's rest. That night, he added Beth to his intimate arousal images for the first time.

Simple day of Summer - part 2

Sieben on Incest Stories

For the rest of the day, Mike´s mind wandered between the world of dreams and reality. It was like he was expecting to just wake up from all of that. However, small signs kept saying that everything had happened. The constant nervous look on his mother and the arousal he had when he looked at her were examples of those signs.

 

He had fucked his mother! And it hadn´t been “an accident”. They knew who they were fucking, they were even interrupted by Mike´s father and they weren´t drunk, ma

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ybe they of arousal, but not from alchool. Mike didn´t even pay attention to his sexy aunt, moving around in the house teasing every men in the room.

 

His mother didn´t looked at him and he thought that she avoinding him. Fear struk him: what if she regretted what she did? He didn´t and was just processing the information of what happened, but only then did he trully realised the problems that were arriving.

 

When the night settled and after they had dinner, all the familly was in the living room chatting. Aunt Daphne was the one who drank the most and, with Uncle Barry, led the party. Everybody was laughting. Well...everybody but Mike and his mother. There was only one time Mike´s thought were pushed back and that was when his Aunt bent for some reason and he just couldn´t resist looking at her ass. His Aunt caught his look and gave a little and sensual smile. Mike continued to drink not caring if he had already blood in his alcohol.

 

As the hours drifetted, one by one the guest left. For the first time after a familly dinner Jules didn´t cleaned the house and went straight to her room. Mike offered himself to clean it and so his father went to sleep. Mike headed to the kitchen and his heart almost died. He didn´t realised that his Aunt was still in the house and seeing her with her back to him was scare enought.´

 

- Aunt Daphne what are you doing here?

 

She turned around with that sensual smile.

 

- Oh, I asked Jules if I could sleep here tonight and she agreed. Tell me... where are forks?

 

Mike gave a few steps forward so he could point to a drawer right behind her. She oppened it bending a little, immediatly push her ass against the fabric of her skirt. Mike was simply mesmerised. Unwinlingly he stepped forward.

 

- You know, you could do better than just look.

 

Mike realised that his Aunt was looking at him and felt his face burn with shame. But then his Aunt´s words started to reform in his mind. Daphne aproached him stoping just a few milimiters from him.

 

- I know you have been dreaming about this ass for a long time. – She whispered. Her hand grabbed his cock trought his pants. – So here his your chance...

 

She turned around and brushed her ass against his cock. Without thinking, Mike grabed her hips and pushed her into the kitchen balcony. He drop his pants and took his cock out, already at it´s full 8 inch. He lifted his Aunt´s skirt and massaged her ass. It was so soft and firm. He kissed her neck from behind and was glad to know that she was already breathing hard. He parted her legs a little bit and, without warning, shoved his cock into her tight, even when wet, pussy. She gave a deep moan and then Mike began to start to fuck his Aunt. His rythm was getting fast and hard quicly.

 

- Yes baby, fuck me hard. I know you like that ass.

 

Mike didn´t need any encouragment and, blame it on the alcohol or the arousal, he took his cock out of her pussy and pointed it into her ass hole. His Aunt was about to say something but Mike shove his cock´s head into her ass. She let out a contained scream.

 

- Mike, baby... – She was about to ask him to get his cock out until she realised the pleasure of having his cock inside her ass. – go easy first.

 

Mike was a little sober and went inch by inch, with his Aunt groaning. Her ass was even tighter than her pussy, but his cock was weel lubrificated with his pre-cum and hers. Finally his had entered fully in her ass. The fealing was exquisit and he began to pump it.

 

Aunt Daphne bent down on the balcony trying to hold on to something. The pleasure was taking control over her and, like her sister, she started to scream in extasy. They were lucky that the kitchen was downstairs and Mike´s father room was upstairs and with the door closed.

 

- Yes Mike! Fuck me! Fuck meee!!

 

Mike was grunting and trusting with all his strenght left.

- I am cuming baby, dont dare to stop. – And then with a last scream the started to cum, her ass tightning in such a way that Mike couldn´t move his cock. When the first orgasm subsided he started to thrust again nearing his orgasm.

 

- I am cuming Aunt. - He managed to say. With that she took his cock out of her ass got on her knees and shoved his cock into her mouth, sucking and licking with such ferocity that Mike, with that sensual image, couldn´t hold and cumed in her mouth. His Aunt drinked every drop and cleaned his cock and when it was over, she sitted in a chair breathing hard.

 

- Mike...come here and lick your Aunt.

 

Submisive, Mike neared his Aunt and got on his knees. Jules spread her legs wide, putting one in her nephew´s shoulder. Mike then began to play with her clit and licking her pussy lips; he fingered her and fucked her with his tongue. With the combination of all of this he sent his Aunt over the edge again and, as she grabed his hair and wraped her legs around his head, she cumed in his mouth.

 

 

My mom loves me

jd8896 on Incest Stories

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            Where and how to begin, I was 16 at the time and I had just gotten my drivers license. I am the oldest of my family so I was the only teen who could drive. My sister and I were as close as a brother and sister should be. We would fight and argue like every one else. My mom and I were close and I was an incurable mammas boy.

            Well the first incident was with my mom the summer between freshman and sophomore years in High school. I was learning to drive with my mom and we got some lunch from a local burger chain. We pulled into a parking lot and ate our food. My mom and I started talking.

 “So is there any girl you like?” my mom asked.

“Not at the moment?”

“Why not?”

“They are all immature babies”

“That’s not fair your sister isn’t like that.”

“She’s my sister I cant like her like that.”

“Why not?”

“That’s incest!”

“So?”

            I was totally blown away by that comment. Of course I had had a few thoughts of my mom and sister but I heard that was normal. I never had any intentions of pursuing my fantasy, but now I flashed and wonder if I could have sex with my mother.

            My mother was a true MILF. She wore reveling clothes, kept in shape, even tanned regularly. She was the envy of my friends but I always just shrugged it off but now I could see it. I saw my mom, the woman who gave me life as a sexual being and I had to have her.

“Mom what did you mean by that.”

“Nothing I just meant don’t let the what other people think dictate what you do.”

            I leaned in and kissed her. Throwing caution to the wind I made my move. Then my conscience kicked in. It was screaming “STOP” and “that’s your mother you freak.”

But I didn’t care. Then I noticed she was kissing back. I started playing with her left breast. I was reaching under her skirt when her phone rang.

            We immediately stopped kissing and she answered.

“Hello”

“Hi honey”

“Yea we’ll be home in 15 minutes.”

 “That was your dad he’s home now.”

            My dad was a trucker. He drove all over the country delivering cattle to farms.

He was gone for days or even weeks at a time. I never got to see him much but I wanted to make out with my mom a little longer. So I leaned back in.

“No not now later.”

            I gave her my best puppy dog face. She leaned in and gave me one big kiss for the rode.

            We drove back to our house and went to see my dad. He was in the living room he could only stay till tomorrow he had to leave at noon for Texas. My dad was going to be gone for anther week and a half.

            As I was going to bed I could my parents fucking each other silly my mom trying to muffle her screams of ecstasy as not to alert me of the goings on in the room above me. My mom is a very vocal person during sex and up untill our encounter I found the noises disturbing but now I find my self wondering if I could please the woman who gave me life.

My dad left for work and about 30 minutes after he left I asked my mom if we could go out for lunch.

“Mom about the other day…”

“Honey we can only do that when your dad is not around.”

“What?”

“Honey I’ve known you your whole life and I’ve watch you grow and I just fell in love with you. I can’t stop falling for you baby I need you.”

“Mom what are you saying?”

“Tyler I want to be your first sexual conquest.”

            That just blew me away.

“Tyler I want you to take me and fuck me silly.”

            Then my mom bent down and unzipped my pants and took out my cock. My cock was decent size for a 16 year old it is about 7 inches long and about 3 inches around. I was hard as a rock as soon as she touched it. She took the head of my member and licked it ever so gently and rubbed my shaft. Stopping at the base and rubbing my balls and continuing up. This was my first sexual experience and I quickly pulled over and turned on the blinker and just laid the seat back and let my mom work on my manhood.

            This was better than masturbating by far I was just laying back when it came the feeling when you’re about to cum.

“Mom I’m uhhh”

“CUMMING”

“Ok”

            She did something I thought a girl never did she swallowed all of my cum. We sat there my mom was pumping my cock  and I was in a trance when a car whizzed by us then slowed down and pulled over to the side of the road and back up towards us. I quickly put my cock away and sat up when the driver came over and knocked on my window. I rolled my window down.

“Can I help you?”

“No sir but thank you.”

“No problem any time.”

            The car pulled away and I turned towards my mother and she wasn’t the same mother I saw 2 days ago she was a beautiful lady who was crazy about me.

“Mom I’m in love with you.”

 

 

 

            Please comment this is my first time writing.

Family physician

krept on Incest Stories

I have been friends with Charles for a long time; ever since we both were in school together in junior high. We both just seemed to have adopted eachother as brothers. Turning 25 Charles than got married to his lovely wife Leslie, both high school sweet heart. We both graduated college he became a pyschologist and I became a family physician. They had a girl at Charles' age of 27. (I am the same age as Charles.) We both lived near eachother for a long time and still do. I never got married. His daughter was named Lena. I knew she was going to be a heart breaker when she grew seeing that her parents are better from the norm of good looking. Lord and behold at age ten she was beginning to look the part. Lena became active in sports. Her slender long legs and nicely petite skinny body was to
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die for. She hasn't really developed yet at the age. When she turned 13 her parents had her birthday party at their house. Being a family doctor I had to work late on the night Lena turned 13 yrs old. I opened a pratice in the neighborhood so it didn't really matter. Anyways. I got to the party quarter after nine at night and everyone was out like a light or had left already. But Lena was still up and bright eyed probably because she wasn't able to drink cause her age. I asked Lena, "Where is everyone else." She replied, "All my friends went home, dad and mom went to sleep. And uncle Dan, Jack,Alex, and Emma are sleeping downstairs. And Auntie and them are sleeping in the family room." I said, " they are all out already?" She said,"yup." Then I said, "Looks like it's just you and me." "Yup," came out of her mouth. We both sat down in the living room where there was no one around except for just us and everyone else was out cold. I sat there getting glimpses of Lena in her teddy bear nightie. Her long slender legs, skinny but athletic build body, and her little mound breasts accentuated her brunette coloured shoulder length hair. Got my cock hard. Being her adopted uncle is shook the thought out of my head and went into the kitchen and grabbed myslef a bottle of Corona. I went back into the living room where Lena was sitting and noticed the time being10:30 at night. Being today is Saturday, I didn't bother her with forcing her to bed. So Lena and I sat there watching something. (I wasn't watching anything but Lena's young body.) For 15 mins from when I got my beer and sat down Lena asked me a question. "So uncle Tom, how come I never see you with a girl?" Being surprised and being self just lowered my self-esteem to a new low I answered, " Well, Lena it's not that I don't want one, but I just don't have time being I work 6 days a week and sundays are my rest days I don't have the time to look for one." She said, "Well, how about your secretary? She's pretty." "She's engaged, to be married next year." "Oh really? That's nice, not for you but for her and her husband." "Yeah, it's nice for her." Then I said, "How 'bout you, who's your boyfriend?" "Don't have one mom and dad says I am too young and plus no one likes me or would like me anyways they say I am to preppy and too tomboy." "Nonsense your as beautiful as they come, if I were your age I'd date you." "Really? Well, if I were your age I'd date you too." I laughed and said, "thank you that means so much." Then gave her a kiss on her forehead. She smiled and said, "Seriously, you're so nice, cute, and you got money." I laughed again and said, "That's all? My money helps out huh?" "Yeah, but I would date you because you're cute." Thinking to myself, "geesh, I am not cute! I got a little belly not too bad looking and not too good looking I am a tweener I am ugly." She then says, "Hello, you there?" I snap back and say, "Sorry. Just thinking." And continued on 10 seconds later asking, "so you really think I am cute?" "Yeah, I would love to be your girlfriend and give you a blowjob whatever it is." I screamed out, "WHAT?!!!!!" "young lady who taught you those words? Girls like you shouldn't know or say them words at that age!" She said, "sorry, I just heard all the girls talking about it thought it was just something they do for fun." Sarcastically I said, "they do it for fun alright. Anyways forget about it." "Well was is it really uncle; could you tell me?" "No it's best your mother talks to you about things like that." She pouts and then says, "fine I guess I'm not your favorite niece like you said." "You are my only niece." "Then why won't you tell me?" "You really want to know?" I ask. During this whole conversation my cock was hard like a mother f***er. I then tell her,"this is only between you and me okay?" She says excitedly, "Yes." So coming from a physician background I tell her about the penis and the sensitive area below the head and then the real fun bagan. "Well, to the blowjob, it is when a woman or a girl in your case sucks a boy or a man in my case penis'. The girl suck and lick the penis untill sperm spurts out and the girl swallows all the sperm that the guys shoots out." She asks, "What does it tastes like?" "I don't know." Being really horny now and my cock being as hard as it's ever been I ask,"being your uncle I am not suppose to ask you this but, if you want to taste sperm do you want to taste mine." Thinking to myself I though. "Oh god, what am I doing she's my niece this is really wrong." But than my other thought says, "she young inexperience she just wants to find out what's wrong with that, if she doesn't get it from me she'll get it from someone else so it mine as well be me right? Plus having a virgin mouth suck on me will be the best of feelings." The bad outweighed the good so I went on, hoping she'd say yes. "Well, I guess I am going to have to learn anyways why not learn it from my uncle." Thinking to myself "YES, YES, YES,YES!!!!!" So I said,"lets go to the bathroom where no one can bother us or walk in on us okay?" She said, "ok." Then she gettyup to the bathroom by their kitchen. As I followed I noted that everyone on the living room floor was out like a light from being drunk; I also noticed the time being 11:43 pm. Wow that was a lot of time being passed on just explaining a blowjob. So Lena and I got into the bathroom closed the door and locked it. I also turned on the bathroom fan and unbuckled my khakis pants and dropped them to the floor. I then looked at her and said, "well, come over if you want to taste sperm." I took my off my briefs and stroke me pre-soaked penis. Getting it harder then it has ever been. As she approached me I told her to get on her knees she did as I said. I then said, "open your mouth Lena and let me put my penis in your mouth." She did as I said. Slowly but maturely I inserted my penis in her mouth. Now let me tell you I don't have a big cock but it is a good size about average of 6 inches but maybe 6 and a half if fully harden and about 1 and a half inch around. I slowly inserted my cock into Lena's mouth and then tell her, "lick my penis like you lick a lollipop." She did as told. "Like this?" I said moaning, "yes baby, yes!" Now let me tell you feeling the breath of a minor sucking and licking your cock is above heaven and beyond. It was the best feeling ever. Just having her breath on me already almost got me to cum. I then tell her, "okay then, slowly move your head back and forth, up and down my penis, Lena, while licking and sucking on my penis." She squeezed out while sucking my cock, "yes, sir." Saying that and breathing on my cock got me all of a sudden burst my cum into her mouth. I tell her, "dang, I am sorry baby, I forgot to tell you I was cumming." She said nothing and just kept on touching my penis' sweet spot and I just kept cumming. Lena nearly drained me out of sperm. After she was done I tell her now it's my turn baby. She said, "what are you going to do?" "My turn to make you cum too; I'm meaning squirt out your female juices." "Will it feel good?" "As good as you made me feel baby." She said, "really? will it be good?" Without saying a word I picked her up and placed her on the bathroom sink counter, still in her teddy bear pajama. I was too horny to wait for anything to happen so as she sat there the animal in me just pulled her pajama pants off and then I went on my knees, pushed her legs (thighs) apart and place my head I Lena's vagina entrance and sniffed the beautiful aroma of a 13 yrs old wet underwear. I was surprised at how wet Lena's underwear was but I loved it. I then pulled down Lena's underwear and exposed her virgin hairless vagina. I couldn't wait so I pushed my self forward and started licking Lena's pussy. I pushed Lena back to the vanity mirror and pushed her thighs apart to get better excess. My first lick stroked her pussy folds and she than let out a low moan. I looked in her eye after the first stroke and asked, "do you like it?" Looking at me she respond by shaking her head "yes." I again then licked up and down on her vagina. She again moaned in delight. I then took my hand and spreaded her folds apart and all of a sudden placed my mouth on her openly exposed vagina. And just sucked it like a madman who will never get another pussy in his life. I licked and sucked like a madman. Without knowing Lena just cum. I licked and swallowed as much cum as I could. Lena moaned loud, I wouldn't blame her though because I licked and sucked her like there was no other pussy on earth. The fan I turned on silenced her call. After she was done cumming we both put back on our clothes and walked back to the living room. We both sat on the sofa and I asked Lena, "so did you like the sperm taste?" Lena replied, "yeah I loved it; how about mine? Did you like it?" "Like it? I loved it Lena." I then asked, "since I don't have a girlfriend and you don't have a boyfriend do you want to be boyfriend and girlfriend?" "Yes, okay." I then tell her, "well, it will be just between you and me okay? And what we did in the bathroom is just between you and me okay?" She says, "okay." I then tell her, "well, I guess it's time for you and I to go sleep so you go on ahead and I am going home, we'll do this again soon okay?" "YES," she said excitedly. There is going to be a continuation of this story. A lot of parts left so read it and tell me what you think.

My very first time

emily123 on Masturbation Stories

I was a fourteen year old girl and like any normal girl my age I was a virgin. I dyed my hair blonde and had light blue eyes. I didn't have an official boyfriend but I did like this one guy a lot and we often cybered. One night I was all alone in my house my family wasn't going to be home for the whole night. And the boy I often cybered with wasn't online. My body was begging for some sort of sexual activity but I wasnt sure about mastubating just yet. I walked into my bathroom and looked in the mirror at my body and started undressing in front of the mirror. I looked at my full c cup tits as my nipples got hard and as I pulled of my panties my dripping wet pussy became more aware to me. I went to my bed and layed down , this was the hornyest I had ever been. I spred my legs far apart agai
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n catching a glimps of my wet pussy that was throbing for attention , I took a deep breath and shoved my finginer deep inside of me. I let out an uncalled for scream of plessur. I rubbed my clit and attempted putting in a second finger it slipped right in and my body tightened. I had heard about girls licking their own juices off their fingers so curiouse I did the same. as a licked my fingers clean they were trembling with excitement. And this time I took a bold step and shoved three of my fingers inside of my soaked pussy , being a virgin I had never felt anything so great!. With my other hand a grabbed tit. Screaming and moaning I pinched my nipples . Soon aften a stream of cum came down my thigh I pulled my fingers out of my pussy and licked they dry. Still excited from the experience I grabbed my pillow and started rubbing against it . I needed something harder. I rubbed my pussy against anything I could find . I came across a box of markers and managed to shove four of them inside me "Oooooooooooooooh!!!!!!! More harder harder! Fuck yeah !!!! " I moaned and screamed. I came once again this time rubbing my cum on my tits and licking it off them I then fell asleep completely naked and had dreams about my high school cyber sex lover. *more too come if u all liked it*

The big party

emily123 on Teen Stories


It was my friend seans birthday,and he was turning 18. He was having an awsome party,that I had to sneak out of the house to go to,because I myself was only fourteen.I had always liked sean,he was the sweetest boy I've ever met,we've always had this small sexual tension between us....


I arrived at the party at about nine,I made sure my makeup and clothes and hair looked amazing [of course what every girl would do]. I walked in and wanted to find the birthday boy,moments later I felt arms wrap around me from behinde,it was sean. His arms crossed over my almost C cup breats and he held me tight. I turned around and gave him a hug,making sure he felt my tits smash up against his own chest. "I'm sorry little girl are you lost?" sean said jokingly I teasingly pushed him
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"just because I'm the youngest here doesn't make me anyless important". Sean laughed and walked away to greet two more guests that had just arrived,both girls,I noticed he didn't hug them like he did to me the moment he saw me,this deffinantly made me happy.



I walked in a bathroom to freshen up from all the dancing I had been doing,but to my surprise when I opened the door,I found a couple,the girl had her pants down and the guy was eating her pussy,I stood there,staring,I wondered how great that must of felt [all I've done was masturbate] I felt myself get wet as the girl moaned,"excuse us? But this isn't some show,now get out" the girl yelled as she slamed the door in my face. I was so embarresed and wanted to hide the rest of the night,so I crept up to seans room,I knew he wouldn't mind if I took a nap.


I got to his small room and sat on his bed,I layed down and could smell the detergent from his comforter,I was almost asleep when the image of that girl and guy popped in my head,my panties were drenched with my juices,I needed to mastubate,I just had to,I felt my hand hover over my left breast I slid my bra off but kept my top on,just incase someone came in I'd be ready to pretend to be asleep. I felt my nippels harden through the thin fabric of my tank top,I pinched both of my nippels,then slowley took off my extremly wet panties. I spred my legs far apart and could feel a breeze that tickeld my pussy. I took a deep breath and put my finger on my erect clit and moved up and down over it "oooooooh" a moan slipped out. I pulled the top part of my top down,so it was still on my but my tits bounced about freely,I liked my tits and it turned me on looking at them,they were round and a nice size with pink little spots in the middle of them,I started groping my tits "yesss ohhh yeahh--- "what the hell?"



OH SHIT,it was sean he had walked in my legs spread open,my tits fully exposed. I knew he'd yell I wanted to get out of there,"you look very beautiful like that you no?..I could see a painting like this in a museum or something" sean said while walking to his desk and sitting at the chair,turning it to face me. "I'm so sorry..this is embarrasing" I was so ashamed. "Its fine people get horny,I can get that,you have a very lovley set of tits,not trying to sound like a total pig or anything" did sean just say that? I thought to myself. "No no its a nice complement..." he smiled and stared at me,not just my boobs,but he was looking at my face,I liked that.


I was still extremly horny,and sean pulled his chair up right next to the bed,I didn't even feel like covering my breasts,he saw them,and liked them might as well keep em' out there. Then to my suprised he took one of his fingers and stared circeling the verrry tip of my nipple,barley touching it "I didn't mean to disturb your naughty little performance" he said now lightly pinching my left nipple. I was so shocked he was doing this "uhh mhm its uh mmmm" I couldn't even speak because what he was doing felt so good even though he was only playing with one nipple "you like that? Don't you?" sean said while still piching my nipple "uhhhhuhh" I muttered. Still seated in his chair he bent his head down and touched his tounge to my nipple and swished his tounge over it.


He lifted his head,"you're 14 and I don't want this to seem wrong to you....." no no its fine do you no how lucky I am to have a totally hot 18 year old playing with my tits right now?"..."hmm about as lucky as me to have a stunning girl laying on my bed " he began sucking again,and switched nipples. I looked at seans pants,his cock was hard. "Awww is someone excited?" I pointed at his hard-on while giggling "oh I want to tittyfuck you soooo bad" sean murmerd "uhh what's that?" my cheeks got red from embarasment at this question....sean took his pants off and then his boxers his cock was about 7 maybe a bit more inches it looked so perfect for me "don't be nervouse kay?" sean said while sitting on my uper stomache,he placed he throbbong cock inbetween my tits and held my tits together as he pumped his cock "ohhh fuckkk baby mmmm yeahhh" I layed their while he moaned it felt good to my surprise and I moaned "seannn oh god fuck me! Fuck me!!!!!!"


" Don't worry sweetie by the end of tonight ill have fucked you in ways undescribable" sean said and started to kiss me his tounge gently pushing in my mouth "iv wanted this for so long" I said..........

To be continued..if you all liked it.

Lizzy Mcguire school Project

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The final bell for school had just rang and Lizzy was walking to her locker where she would meet up with Miranda and Gordo.  Lizzy put her books up, she had so many books now that she was in High School.

"Hey Lizzy, are you ready to go" said Miranda.

"Yup, just put all my books up and grabbed my science stuff."

"Well good, Gordo said he'd wait out at the busses," said Miranda then she and Lizzy walked off to meet up with Gordo.

"Hey, over here" called Gordo as Lizzy and Miranda came out of the front of the school.  The three of them had grown up a bit, Gordo was much taller and had even gotten a little muscle on his slim figure, Miranda had just gotten a little taller but not much and her breasts got bigger and her fi

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gure got curvier, Lizzy had changed the most she had grown a bit taller, taller than Miranda but still much shorter than Gordo, her breasts had bulked up alot and now had a full figure including a thick toned stomach curvy hips and a tight round ass above long sexy legs.

"Well should we go" said Lizzy and the three of them got on the bus and rode over to Lizzy's house.

They got inside and found a note saying that Lizzy's mom, dad and Matt had already left.  Everyone put their bags down, all their clothes and stuff was already here from the night before so they didnt have to worry about getting them today.

"I dont really feel like doing this project, at least not right now" said Lizzy.

"Thats fine with me" said Miranda.

Both Miranda and Lizzy turned and looked at Gordo standing behind them "well..." they both said.

"I'm ok with it as long as I get a hug and kiss from each of you," said Gordo.  The three of them had become even more inseperable if that was possible, and now Gordo wasn't left out on anything anymore, it was the three of them always, never one or two.  Thus the friendship had grown to a harmless flirting among the three of them.

Both Lizzy and Miranda hugged Gordo and he put one of his arms around each of them, then at the same time Lizzy and Miranda leaned up and kissed him, one on each cheek.

Time went by pretty quick untill about 7pm.  They had just finished eating and both Lizzy and Miranda had each taken a shower one in each bathroom.  Lizzy and Miranda came out wearing their pajamas and found Gordo standing in the kitchen getting a drink.  Lizzy was wearing a short shirt that stopped half way down her sexy stomach and a pair of short cotton shorts that were so short he could see the bottom of her ass in them.  Miranda wore a similar shirt but instead of the shorts she had just a pair of boxers that Gordo couldn't help realize were his.  He was instantly hard and both Lizzy and Miranda noticed.

They both giggled a bit and bit their lips, "The showers all yours big guy" said Lizzy.

Gordo got a little red in the face but nevertheless he walked forward in between Lizzy and Miranda and smacked both their asses, they both jumped a bit and Gordo kept walking towards the shower.  He had grabbed his bag and got undressed and got in the shower.

It didn't take long for Lizzy and Miranda to think of something to do.  They both snuck to the bathroom carefull not to make and noise and slowly opened the door, unfortunatelly or coincidentally the lock had been broken two days ago when Lizzy and Miranda were running around.  They both peeked in the shower door was glass so the two of them had a clear view of Gordo.  He had toned up a big, not only just a scrowny little kid he now had an athletic build.  Gordo had his back to the door and Lizzy and Miranda took advantage of this.  The both snuck into the bathroom and hid in a nook that couldn't be seen from the shower.  Gordo had finished up soon after and had grabbed a towel and started to dry him self off.  Both Lizzy and Miranda had their picture phones with them then Gordo dropped the towel and went to grab his bag when the two of them popped out from around the corner and each took a picture of Gordo naked, then ran off into the living room and onto the couch.

Gordo didn't bother with clothes he wrapped the towel around his waist and chased after them.  He found them sitting on the couch like they had done nothing.  Gordo smiled a bit then just walked to the couch and sat in between them and turned on the TV, and the three of them started watching some movies.  Gordo had his arms around both Lizzy and Miranda's shoulders and in turn Lizzy had her head resting on his right shoulder and Miranda rested hers on his right.  A movie and a half later both Lizzy and Miranda had moved they now both rested their heads on Gordo's lap.  Gordo concentrating on the movie as only a thin towel was between Lizzy and Miranda and his cock.

The movie they were watching led up to a sex scene and Gordo's concentration broke.  He cock bulged under the towel and both Lizzy and Miranda felt it and he knew they did.  Lizzy and Miranda looked at each other then together pulled away the towel.  Gordo's cock stood a full and thick 8in long and throbbing.  Lizzy and Miranda licked their lips, then as one they each licked one full lick from base to tip one on each side of Gordo's cock.  Gordo was in heaven, recently the three of them had become close but this was increadible.  His hands moved to the back of their heads instinctly as the two girls licked on his cock.  Their tongues swirled over the massive cock and on occasion licked on each other.  Both at the top of Gordo's cock the kissed each other with his cock in their mouth.  Then they each took turns sucking his cock.  First was Lizzy her lips slid down his cock and amazingly on the first try she was able to deapthroat him and slid her lips all the way down taking his whole cock down her throat.  She slid up and off and then Miranda did the same only swirling her tongue around the huge cock in her mouth as she did it.  Gordo was close, his balls were throbbing aching to release the years of cum saved for the two girls who were now sucking his cock with increasing lust.  "Oh my god, I'm gunna cum," said Gordo.

"No, not yet we want it all over our faces" said Lizzy, and Miranda nodded in agreement.  Then they both slid their tongues across his cock and slid off the couch and kneeled down in front of him.  Gordo then took his own cock into his hand and started to jack himself off and as he did both Lizzy and Miranda took their shirts off, Lizzy now had perfect 36C tits, and Miranda had a set of 34Ds.  3...2...1 his cock exploded cum all over Lizzy and Miranda's faces.  Cum was all over them, their faces looked like they had just put their faces into a cake made of gel including most of their hair.  Cum dripped from their faces and onto their tits.  They were completely covered in the front from head to bellybutton.  Lizzy leaned over and sucked the cum from Gordo's cock and showed him the cum in her mouth before swallowing.  Next Miranda leaned over and started to lick the cum from Lizzy's face.  Gordo still hard and getting more excited as he watched slid down behind Miranda and pulled the boxers down to her knees exposing her pussy and ass.

"Oh yeah fuck my pussy Gordo" said Miranda then started lick the cum off of Lizzy again.  Gordo grabbed her waist and brought her pussy up to his cock then slowly slid into Miranda's pussy.  She moaned as she felt the huge throbbing cock inside of her.  It wasn't long before Gordo was pounding his cock in Miranda's pussy, her barely able to keep licking on Lizzy.  Lizzy then slid her shorts off showing her pussy, then pushed Miranda's face into her crotch and she started to lick Lizzy's pussy while being fucking by Gordo.

"Damn I'm gunna cum again" said Gordo.

"No, not inside" then as she finished talking she started cumming.  Not a moment later Gordo pulled out and shot cum all over her ass.

the end part two later........muahahahahahaaa!!!

He Took Over Where His Son Left

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My husband Matt and I had been living seperately for about a year when the doorbell rang on Thursday night. When I answered it, it was Frank, my father-in-law. Frank is about 55, and built like an overweight bull. Strong hands and arms from manual labor, but a beer belly from his nightly pops. He always had a cigar in his mouth, and tonight was no exception. I never really liked him, but had tolerated him for our marriage. I always felt Frank was checking out my body. I was surprised to see him, and I guess it showed.

"Mahima, I've got a box of stuff I'm sure you'll want. There's some really good stuff in here!" said Frank. I let him in and he immediately asked for a beer as he sat down.

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n I came back with a beer, he was pulling albums out of a box. I realized they were pictures and a sudden embarrassment when through me. Matt had taken quite a few pictures of me nude, in very erotic positions, and I hoped they weren't in the box. Even worse, he had taken some home porn from a tripod, with me doing everything he wanted. Matt was supposed to get rid of it all. Frank opened an album, and there I was, naked, with my pussy on full display!

"Frank! Where did you get those? Matt was suppose to get rid of them!" "He did, he gave them to me. Mahima, you body is even better than I imagined. Those big firm tits. I really liked the way you sucked him off, after he just fucked you. Baby, you're prime pussy. My son was nuts to give you up. Now I want to see the real thing."

"No way, I'm not stripping for you!"

"Your choice baby, then I keep the pictures, and I like to share with my friends!"

I realized I was caught. To get the pictures, I'd have to strip for Frank. "OK, I'll strip, but no sex or touching," I told him. "No baby, I want to feel the goods. It's only this one time, but I want the memories of your sexy little body."

"OK, but then I get the pictures." I realized in my heart that this was probably not going to go the way I wanted, but I didn't want to have Frank fuck me if I could avoid it.

I put on some music, and started a slow grind, while Frank kept up a nonstop string of things he'd like to do to me. Once I was down to bra and panties, Frank said to take a break, we needed some more beer.

I went to the kitchen to get him a beer, and when I turned around, Frank was right behind me. Frank backed me up against the counter, and ressed his rapidly growing cock into me. His chest was pressing my tits, and Frank started telling me how much he'd like to fuck me, and that I'd really enjoy his big cock. I told him there was no way that was going to happen.

The music started again and soon my bra and panties were history as Frank literally tore it off my body. I could see the big bulge in Frank's pants, and realize he wasn't exaggerating. He pulled me into his lap and started sucking one tit while pulling the nipple on the other. This drives me crazy, but I was determined to stay in control. Before I knew it, Frank had a beefy finger working its way into my pussy while his thumb worked my clit. I realized I was losing control and that Frank was probably going to stuff his cock into me! I tried to break several times, but Frank was too strong. Then his mouth was on mine, the smell of beer and cigars on his tongue as he probed me with his tongue. His hands were all over me - tits, pussy, ass, as he stroked my sex engine.

He told me to get on my knees and unzip him, which I did. Out popped an ugly, incredible cock, maybe eight inches long, but the size of a coke can. Frank forced my lips to it. I started to lick it, but realized I couldn't get it in my mouth. When Frank got up and stripped, I realized he intended to fuck me with that monster. I started pleading that he'd rip me in two, but Frank just laughed, saying he had wanted to fuck me for quite a while, and wasn't going to stop now.

He dragged me into the bedroom and pushed me onto the bed. I couldn't believe it as he knelt between my legs, all beer belly and cock. He spread my legs and started to press the head of his monster against my pussy lips. Slowly and surely, I gave way, and I felt this incredible sensation as his big cock stretched me more than any man had. Soon he has the full thing in me, and he rested on my body, his big belly on mine and his hands and mouth playing with my tits. I was repulsed by the whole thing, and tried to ignore him. Then he began to pull out and push back in. His cock was so big it was pulling my clit on each stroke, and I started to moan, even though I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing I was getting turned on. My legs wrapped around him, I was grunting on each stroke. Then Frank stopped and asked me if I wanted more. By this time I was crazy, and I begged him to continue, but to please not cum in me because I wasn't on the pill, and he wasn't wearing a rubber (I was on the pill, I just didn't want his disgusting cum inside me). Soon Frank was stroking me the full length, and each stroke was a series of climaxes for me. I had never been so thoroughly and relentlessly fucked. Frank fucked me like a battering ram, driving his huge cock into me. It seemed to go on for hours, until Frank stiffed and I felt a flood as he filled me with his cum. After a few minutes Frank got up and brought his cock to my lips and ordered me to clean him, which I did.

I just lay there with Frank's cum dripping from my stretched pussy, enjoying the glow of a good fuck.

Frank grabbed each ankle and spread my legs, looking down at my pussy. "Nice pussy, Mahima, how's it feel to have it fucked by a real cock? I hope I made you pregnant you fucking slut"

Then he scooped two fingers worth of cum, and made me lick them clean. When I got up, my legs were still wobbly. We went out and had another beer, and Frank played the video of Matt and his friend fucking me. It seemed so tame after what I had just had. Now I lost all self-respect and asked Frank to fuck me again. He made me beg, which I did.

Soon we were back in bed, with Frank stuffing that monster in me again. It was just as incredible the second time, and once again, I came in an endless series of orgasms. When we were done, I licked and sucked his cock and balls. Frank's cock had conquered me. I was ashamed, but I knew I was a slave to the monster between his legs.

When Frank left, he said he'd be back next week. That was two months ago, and he's been back every week. Last night Frank showed up, and he had two of his buddies with him. I knew right away that I was about to get gang fucked. The three of them used me for three hours, fucking every hole in my body. When they were done, I was a mess, but I guess that's another story.

Virgin Alicia

myjuly69 on Taboo Stories

  With a beer in hand Alicia walked up the stone steps to the house that has been hers since the death of her mother and step father just two years ago. A sigh escapes her lips as she goes through the door and sees her 18 year old step brother asleep on the couch. He is so big now she mused at 6’2 he is strong and vital. Sadness seem to fill Alicia to her core, it will be so hard having him leave for college come this fall she knew. Alicia was the one meant to be taking care of Jarred, giving him a sense of security that was vital to every growing teen but in reality it was always the other way around , Jarrod was her rock her sense of security.

It seemed as though every one was leavening her she thought to her self feeling more alone then ever. Alicia went u

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p stairs to her room shutting her eyes in a vain attempt to block out the afternoon’s painful memories that were coming with a gut wrenching speed. Her mind kept reliving the events to the point that seem to unfolded all around her like some spirit that just would not leave her alone in till she gives in. Stepping into her bedroom she takes off her dress, and closing her eyes she finally lets her self remember.

 

Clumsy wet hands running down her hips

“Come on baby you know you want it” he sneers his voice echoing in her mind

John, her boyfriend was pushing Alicia down on the bed, his rough hands began tugging at her low cut black dress. Her pink bra became the only barrier between him and the nipple that he wanted. John bit the side of her firm breast viciously ripping the thin fabric with is teeth. He’s hands pulling her thighs apart dragging down her pink lace panties. His slickly sweet breath fills the air as his mouth came down upon her sensitive nipple with such force that a cry of pain involuntary sprang from Alicia’s lips. John started tugging her nether lips forcing two fingers into her much too tight hole. The sensation of his foreign fingers viciously invading her body was more painful than she could endure.

“What the hell are you doing?” she cried pushing her boyfriend off her and running from the bed.

He was gorgeous laying there with his arm lifting him up from the bed. At 5’9 John had the body of a pagan god that needed to be worshiped. Strong build with big muscles, strong arms and legs. Any women would kill to be in her shoes she knew and yet looking down at his perfect form did noting to her body. Alicia Clench her inner thighs and was disappointed to find that she was dry for all his perfection John did not tern her on in any way.

Maybe there is something wrong with me. she thought to her self.

 

“What the fuck is wrong with you? He asked looking up at her.

“We have been together for two months now I don’t care if you are a virgin. I have put up with this shit a long time, now its your turn put out or get out.”

He went to reach for her again but the thought of his sweaty hands on her body made her slightly sick. Unconsciously Alicia backs away

“ I’m sorry baby, I know you have been patient with me but please just give me more time” Alicia pulls him to the edge of the bed and sits in between his legs. She can see his cock has all ready made a tent in his shorts. Alicia pulls his fully erect penis out. Alicia had seen enough movies to know the he was not very big. She had done this before but she could never seem to like giving head. He always had an odd smell around his dick and each time it had a tasted of bitter acid but he love it and Alicia loved him. Closing her hand on the tip of the head a bead of pre cum filled its peek. Alicia already knew what John wanted taking a deep breath she lowers her head and takes him in her mouth. The taste of him made her gag

“You can’t do anything right can you” John says pushing her on the floor his dick already softening

“My God Alicia your 25 years old and you have never even had sex there is something wrong with you”

“Please baby I’m sorry I am going to get better all you have to do is show me how” she said climbing on her knees to touch him

“I ‘m not showing you anything where done now get the fuck out of my house I need to find my self a real woman”

Alicia ran out of the house as fast as her legs could carry her. Praying to get to her car before she starting crying in humiliation . She called her friends to go to a club hoping that drinking would send her into a mind numbing oblivion that she knew that would help ease her pain. But seeing their dunking frivolity did noting to ease her spirit saying good bye to her friends she went home.

Standing in her room looking at her naked body in the full length mirror staring at her refection from her hazel almond shape eyes she looks at her self from head to toe with her brown curls gently cascading down her hips. She was attractive looking, as her hands went passed her hips. Being a Latina she was blessed with a shapely body and a full D cup breast Alicia was fit and toned she knew many guys who wanted to go out with her it was the sex part that she could never seem to get right.

It was not like she was some sexless creature Alicia mused her hands trailing over her sensitive skin she closed her eyes and sighed. A picture of her boy friend came to her mind and all her sexual feelings came down do a crashing halt her eyes went back to the full beer she left by her night stand

“By this time I would be drunk out of my mind, Maybe I should of stayed with my friends”

But the thought of being in a drunken haze no longer appealed to her that was something she would do every weekend with John. Pulling the cool sheets she laid down and prayed that sleep would claim her soon.

 

Later on that night….

Something woke her from her dreamless slumber and she did not know how but she knew it was a person but Alicia could hardly see the form that had entered her room till the soft light on her night stand filled the figures face with a pale glow it was her step brother Jarred. What the hell is he doing in here she thought to her self. Probably trying to steal some money her mind answered back. Just as she was about to ask him what the hell he was doing there the look in his eyes made the words die in her throat he had the looked pure hunger.

“Ali are you up?” his whisper was low and seductive it sent tingles down Alicia’s spine. Her mind whirled in confusion this is Jarred her mind scream but her eyes could not help but look at him in a whole new perspective he was attractive in a white t-shirt and black pants but in a way she had never seen him as a man. He looked like a warrior sent to claim his prey. Maybe she was still a little drunk after all she reasoned Though hooded eyes she watches as he step closer to her bed.

“You really should stop drinking so much that fucker you go out with is no good for you, you know” Jarred walked to the night stand and turned the light to fully brighten the room. He watched her with such strong intensity the she felt as if her body was being caressed my invisible hands. Taking a deep swig of the beer he reach down and removed the covers off her body.

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Jarred should not be here, in this room that he knew. His feet however kept moving to the bed were Alicia laid. Every weekend she always came back the same way, from hours of endless partying so drunk that she could never seem remember what had happened the night before. Ever since then Jarred would come in to her bed room. At first it was just to look at her beautiful form laying there so peaceful so angelic but Jarred soon found that just looking at her was not enough and for about two weeks he started touching her light strokes barely skin on skin but for some reason he knew tonight he was not going to be satisfied with just that Jarred needed more he wanted to hear her cries of passion as she orgasm and know that he was the man responsible for it. It’s the only time were I can smell her, touch her, taste her and if that makes me an ass or the worse man alive then so be it. His mind reasoned.

“You really are so beautiful” Jarred whispered, his hands gliding down to pull the satin sheets to see her perfect body. Giving into the urge Jarred removed the silky strands of dark honey colored hair that covered her oval shape face. His hands slid further down to caress Alicia’s cheek her skin so soft flawless.

“As soft as rose petals” he spoke out loud.

He bent his head the scent of her body filled his senses she smelled of Jasmine and women. Jarred licked the inner shell of her ear doing it just because he could he cock hardened instantly. Alicia’s light brown colored nipple called to him begging to be sucked a hiss filled the air as lips touch skin whether if it was his voice or hers he would never know. The taste of her skin was like the strongest aphrodisiac he had ever known and the yearning to slide his throbbing dick into her silky heat hit him with such a force that he could barely restrain him self from doing just that. Cupping the neglected breast with his hand Jarred rolled the eraser size nipple between his forefinger and thump.

“I will be inside of you Alicia, one day baby there will be nothing to keep you from me” his husky whisper filled the room.

Jarrod began to massage her flat stomach running circles around her pierced bellybutton traveling down to caress her hips, firm legs and feet. Kneeling on the floor he slowly spreads her thighs enjoy the feeling of her of finally being able to do what he has been so longing to do. Since the very first time he had set eyes on her at the age of 14 he craved her the sent the feel the taste. Jarrod’s body tight with passion. The need to ram into her fiery heat was overwhelming. His breathing coming out harshly he was surprised to feel that Alicia was already wet. Her nether lips swelling and glistening in welcome, moans spilling from soft lips.

“Please oh God please” Alicia cries. Body shaking her hair cascades down her face as she tosses her head from side to side her hands tightening around the tangled sheets as if it were some kind of life line.

 

Was Alicia dreaming of her lover? Did she even have a lover ? Does she have more than one? The thought of her dreaming of John or some other faceless man swept Jarrod with such feelings of possession that his lust quickly turned to a blinding rage that any thought of taking his time and going gently were obliterated from his mind. The need to claim her as if to bind her some how to him became so overwhelming that Jarrod’s mind screamed to him that he should leave to go back to his own room. But the call of her supple body was to powerful with a groan of surrender that escaped his lips as he grab her thighs more roughly than he intended to. Jarrod bent his head to taste her dewy folds ….

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To be Continue

 

Please tell me what you think this is my first story so any insight you can give me I would be very gratefull thanks. myjuly96@yahoo.com

My Snowmobile Trip

phang on Taboo Stories


I don’t think I had been so cold.  I had been skiing for almost 12 hours now and still had not seen a road or any indication of life.  The aurora borealis was out and bright.  Green ribbons and blue ribbons dancing in the sky.  A cloudless night and the moon had not come up yet but with the northern lights it was bright enough to read by.  I stopped on top of the saddle coming through the mountains to rest.  Suddenly there was a rectangle of light in the valley below!  I took bearings on the mountains and stars and started out for that beacon of life.  It took me almost three hours to

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find the cabin.  The windows were covered with material so little light shown through them, but it was the smell of wood smoke that led me to the cabin.  I was exhausted and don’t think I could have lasted much longer.  The temperature was well below zero.  The only reason I was still alive was there was no wind.

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I skied to the porch and took my skis off leaning them on the wall under the overhang. Â I knocked and heard the bark of a large dog inside. Â After a couple of minutes I knocked again, thinking how silly it was to knock with the racket the dog was making. Â The door opened a crack and the barrels of a double-barreled shotgun pocked out.

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“Who is it?” a female voice demanded.  The door was open just enough for the shotgun but not enough for the dog to get out, although he was trying.

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“My name is John Kelly.  I need help.  My snowmobile broke down yesterday afternoon and I have been skiing constantly looking for help.  I’m almost done in.  I mean you no harm.”

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The shotgun was withdrawn and she told the dog to shut up in a stern voice.  The dog instantly obeyed.  She opened the door and told me to come in and go over by the fireplace.  She told me to put another log on the fire as she closed the door.  I only got a glimpse of her silhouette as I shuffled to the life-giving warmth.  I put on another log and pulled off my coat, gloves, and scarves.  As I kneeled in front of the fireplace holding out my hands the feeling started coming back – pins and needles to the extreme.  I moaned but kept my hands in the warmth without getting too close.  She came back into the room handing me a hot cup of coffee. Â

“It’s left over, but still hot.”

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“Thanks.”  It tasted like the best drink I ever had: hot and strong without being bitter.

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She stepped into the light of the fireplace and I saw her. Â She had a dark complexion and sharp features indicating no fat on her face at all. Â Her eyes were dark brown and flashing, missing nothing. Â When she smiled her teeth were snow white and except for an eyetooth that had a little crook in it, perfect.

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She put some blankets on the couch and told me to sleep on the couch.  “Take off those wet clothes and put them around the fireplace to dry.  Don’t put your boots too close or they will get hard.  I’ll see you in a few hours.  Oh, by the way, don’t try to pet the dog.  He will bite.  If he wants you to pet him, he’ll put his nose in your hand, otherwise just leave him be.”

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I striped down to my long johns and laid all my clothes around the fireplace watching the steam rise from them. Â I found the pillow she had placed under the blankets and stretched out on the couch covering myself with the hand-made blankets. Â I was asleep instantly. Â I awoke looking into the eyes of the largest dog I had ever seen. Â He was sitting looking at me from about 2 feet and it was a little unnerving, considering the warning I had received earlier. Â There was a smell of coffee coming from somewhere along with a smell of baking bread. Â Slowly, minding the dog, I sat up and stretched.

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“What’s your dog’s name?” I hollered.

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From a room behind me came the reply.  “Brutus.”

“Do you have an outhouse?”

“Of course.  Out the door to your right.  Mind the storm.  It’s about 40 below right now and the wind is blowing at about 70 miles an hour.� A real blizzard.”

I got dressed, pulled on my coat and gloves and opened the door.  Brutus brushed by me and ran to the right.  Fortunately the door was on the leeward side of the storm so no wind came into the cabin.  I headed toward the outhouse and saw the horizontal snow going past the cabin.  It was screaming.  I don’t know how I slept with the noise.  I spotted the outhouse and stepped inside.  When I dropped my pants and flap exposing my bare flesh to the cold it really woke me up.  I was glad when I finished so I could cover up again.  Brutus was waiting for me at the door wanting in.  I noticed that the snow on his back had not even started to melt.  Good insulation.  After washing up I went to the kitchen and she was just pouring the coffee.

Breakfast was fabulous. Â There were home-made biscuits about 6 inches across and light and flaky. Â Scrambled eggs with some strange looking stuff in it but tasted delicious. Â Some unknown meat and she placed a bowl on the table saying it was for the biscuits. Â She said it was a mixture of sweet cream, butter, and apricots. Â I asked her about the meat and ingredients in the eggs. Â She said the meat was bear meat. Â It was the back strap, or the meat between the spine and ribs in the depression where the muscles lay. Â The eggs contained wild onions, wild garlic, wild mushrooms, and home made cheese.

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After breakfast I started to help her clean up, but she told me to go into the next room and take a bath.  “No offense, Kelly, but you’re a little ripe.”  Since I could smell myself, I agreed and stepped into the other room.  There was a washbasin and a large kettle of hot water waiting.  “Sorry, no shower here.  You’ll have to take a standup washcloth bath.  Just put on that flannel robe and I’ll wash out your long johns and other clothes when I wash mine in a while.”

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I stripped and was washing when she opened the curtain to get my clothes.  I had one foot up on a stool and was leaning back washing my ass so she had a good view.  I dropped my foot and moved my hands to cover myself saying she should have knocked.  “It’s my house – I don’t knock.  Besides, you have nothing to be ashamed of, and after a bit let’s talk about utilizing that tool.”

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I could not believe what I just heard. Â I was just propositioned by this great looking girl that I just met. Â She pickup up my clothes and carried them away. Â After bathing I slipped on the robe and carried the water to the door and threw it into the snow. Â When I came back in she was pouring hot water into a large tub with a rub board. Â I asked her what her name was and she said it was Barbara. Â She told me to go sit in front of the fireplace and she would be out directly.

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I sat in front of the fire listening to the wind blow when Brutus came, jumped onto the couch and put his head in my lap scooting his nose under my hand.  I started petting him and he went to sleep.  When Barbara came in and saw Brutus in my lap she laughed.  “I guess Brutus approves of you, Kelly.  I think I do, too.  Let’s go to my bedroom.  I need you to make love to me.  It’s been over two years since I had a boyfriend and seeing you in there made me so horney I can hardly stand it.  I got up and she took me by the hand leading me into her bedroom.  The bed was huge and entirely hand made.  The mattress was hand sewn and about two feet thick.  The blankets were hand made and heavily quilted.  The sheets, however, appeared to be satin.�

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“Who made the bed?”

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“My grandfather made the bed and my grandmother, mother, and her sisters made the mattress and quilts.  The sheets are silk and were a present to my mother by a Chinese gentleman she knew many years ago.  They are over 50 years old and just as good as new.  I love sleeping on them.”

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She started striping and was nude within a minute.  I could only stand and watch, and getting this extremely hard erection.  I noticed some scars on her back and right side under her breast, but before I could ask about them she had ripped off the robe.  Looking down, she said, “Oh, yes.  I’m going to enjoy that.”  I pulled her to me and kissed her with as much tenderness as I could, but she was like an animal, throwing me to the bed and climbing onto me.  She was already wet and wanted no foreplay.  She climbed up onto me and impaled herself on my erection.  When I was all the way into her, she sat there enjoying the feel of me.  She leaned over and started humping me like a piston.  Faster and faster she went until she was rubbing her pubic bone against me so hard it was starting to hurt.  She climaxed and starting pounding me taking longer and longer strokes until I came, also.  Then she lay on me holding me inside her.

“Don’t move.  Just lay still and let me enjoy this.”

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I did not move and also enjoyed the feeling of her on top of me.  As our breathing returned to normal, she rolled off me and snuggled up under my arm, pulling the covers over us.  Within a minute she was sound asleep.  I lay there for a bit and also went to sleep.  When I awoke about an hour later she had not moved.  I pulled the covers back and looked her over carefully.  She was tight, long muscled, and no fat anywhere I could see.  There was only a light fuzz where the pubic hair would have been, but she did not shave.  The same light hair was under her arms and on her legs.  It looked like she did not shave anywhere.  There were two curved scars in her right eyebrow and two ½ inch wide round scars under her breast about 4 inches apart.  They were puncture wounds of some sort.  Her breasts were just the right size for her build.  I would guess about a 34B.  Her areolas were small and only slightly darker than her skin.  Her nipples had reacted to the cool air and were standing erect.  Looking at her caused me to get another erection.  As it got hard it was rubbing against her hip.  Suddenly her hand closed over it startling me, since I thought she was still asleep.

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“Hello, Kelly.  I see you are ready for some more fun.”

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“Hello, Barbara.  Yes, but this time I want to make love to you.”

“Yeah, I’d like that.  I just needed some relief before.”

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I started by rolling her over against me and holding her. Â She maneuvered herself so that my erection slid between her legs and between her pussy lips. Â As I held her, she slowly moved back and forth rubbing my dick with her labia. Â I kissed her and slowly kissed down the side of her neck licking at that place where her jaw joins her neck, then down to the hollow of her neck and shoulder. Â I pushed her slowly onto her back as I kissed my way down to her breasts, kissing, sucking, nipping, and rolling her nipples with my fingers. Â We were both enjoying this activity. Â Continuing to caress her breasts with my hands, I kissed my way down stopping and kissing her scars, which caused her to jump. Â I continued down to her hip and then moved over between her legs. Â She opened wide as I licked up and down her slit, pausing to spend a little time at her hole and more time at her clit. Â She was moving involuntarily and when I nipped at her clit she hit me in the mouth with her pubic bone and had an orgasm. Â I held onto her as she bucked and continued to lick and nip her clit as she soared over to insensibility. I relaxed and let her come down. Â Just as she was starting to relax I slipped up entering her with a single thrust going all the way in, my balls hitting her. Â She gasped and threw her legs around me. Â I began to thrust slowly and deliberately. Â I would pull almost all the way out and then plunge in again, harder and harder. Â She started having a non-stop orgasm, yelling and moaning while bucking against me. Â I could feel that deep-down feeling creeping up and plunged down as deep as I could get. Â I held myself there as I came, hard, deep squirts almost hurting with their intensity. Â I had never had an orgasm like this before, and it lasted longer than any previous one. Â When I finished, I lay on her gasping for air.

I ran my finger over the scars in her eyebrow.  “Rifle scope?”

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“Yep,” she said, “Just like yours.”

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“How did you get the other scars – the round ones?”

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“When I was a small girl playing in the yard a mountain lion ran into the yard and grabbed me and started carrying me away.  That’s how I got the scars.  My 15-year old brother was chopping wood and ran over hitting the lion across the neck with the splitting mall.  He almost cut the cat’s head off with that swing, but he did sever the spine and the lion is stuffed and mounted in his house.  Daddy looked at the wounds the cat gave me, saw they weren’t very deep, so he used some bag bomb (that’s a wound cleanser for cow's udders) on the wounds, taped some gauze over them and the next day I was playing in the yard, again.”

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“Didn’t I feel some scars on your back?”

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“Yeah, nothing so exciting as yours, though.  Mine are from stupidity.  I was cutting down some trees with my chain saw and missed a dead stand in a tree.  When my tree fell, the dead stand came down and just about killed me.  Some dead branches punctured my lung and my dad had to cut the tree off me and take me up to the hospital in Kalispell.  It took about an hour to get there, and I almost died on the way.”

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We looked at each other’s scars, touched them, then touched other places.  We made love again and drifted off to sleep.  The blizzard lasted until nightfall the next day.  The next day we closed up the cabin for the season and got into her snowmobile and headed back to her house where I contacted my family to tell them where I was and I was all right.  Since I had not told them I was going, they didn’t even know I was missing.  Oh, well.

Barbara and I are engaged to be married. Â We have been dating for two years now and plan to get married in the spring. Â We spend at least a week in her cabin every few months and relive the great times we spent there. Â We never found my broken down snowmobile, but you can rest assured that I will never go into the woods alone, again.

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When I was 16

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At 15 I had had an absolutely thrilling time with the owner of a local surf shop in Wildwood, NJ. My family took an annual summer vacation to Wildwood, renting a small cottage a few blocks off the boardwalk.  I had first sexual experience in Wildwood at 13. First with a boy a couple of years older than I, and then, later, with his father.  
 
The sexual experience with the boy's, dad established a life-long thirst for older men. His father had seemed to take me seriously as a female, and although he had "had his way with me" just once, the experience was so physically and psychologically pleasurable that I have spent a lifetime loving older men (I'm now 33). 
 
The next summer I had sex with the father of a girl I knew, Hol
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ly. It was wonderful, and he taught me to love my body, and to love the body of a man. He taught me much about oral pleasures, including sucking and nipping his nipples, and licking his balls and that wonderful ridge behind them he said was called "the bridge of sighs" by the Japanese.  He was the first to introduce me to anal stimulation when he expanded his pleasuring me from my clit, labia and vagina to my own tiny bridge-of-sighs, and my anus.  
 
I loved it when his tongue probed my tiny nether hole, darting in and out and sliding all around the sensitive rim.  After we showered, he allowed me to, for the first time, do the same to him, and I'll never forget how rapid his breathing became as I laved his backside from scrotum to anus.  Toward the end I jerked his rigid cock until he shot rope and rope of white, sticky sperm onto the tile wall of the shower as I tongued his sweet ass.  He let out a low, rumbling groan as he spurted his spunk, and I felt his knees buckle slightly. He was so covered in sweat afterward, that we showered again. 
 
I have always felt very powerful when giving a guy head. I know some women look on it as a form of submission to a guy, but not me. I know I am in the most powerful place a woman can be when I am pleasuring a guy orally. Truth is, he is at my mercy, even if he doesn't know it.  If you are a woman reading this you can discover my truth. Just stop sucking and licking and get up to "go to the bathroom," or whatever. You will be amazed at the desperate reaction of your playmate! 
 
Anyway, I thought I would tell you about an event that took place the summer I was 16. As I said earlier, I had been having sex each summer for the previous three years, but I abstained during the rest of the year. My mother, ever the wise woman, had figured out somehow, and I've never learned how, that I had lost my cherry when I was 13.  After we had gotten home, she had a quick girl-to-girl chat with me. She said that she "assumed" that I was sexually active at the Shore, but if I was a smart "young woman" (I really liked that!) I would protect my reputation at home. It would be "deadly" to me if I became known as an "easy" girl. I would spend my entire high school life fending off horny boys, and being hated by girls who I now counted as friends.  "So," she said, "If you are having sex while we are on vacation, please use a condom, but if you are smart, don't once we are home. At home you can be a virgin..." 
 
That was good advice, and I took it to heart.  So, I was virginal and pure at home, but a tad slutty at the Shore.  Although, I have to say that I wasn't much of a real slut, because I really didn't know how to be one of those.  But, I was a pretty fresh-faced, lean bodied young girl who loved learning about how to pleasure and be pleasured. 
 
With that said, let's visit my summer in Wildwood, NJ when I was 16.
 
This year I quickly became bored with the same old boardwalk routine, which was a gaggle of girls going one way, and a gang of boys going the other, occasionally coming together like galaxies passing through the same interstellar space; some bodies colliding, some being pealed off due to gravitational attraction, but most moving through each other with only minor distortion.
 
So, I saw a sign in the window of a small gift shop, you know, the kind of place that sells sea-shell based knick-knacks, t-shirts, cheap Chinese-made rubber sandals, etc. The needed a part-time clerk. I thought, "What the hell," and went inside. 
 
The store wasn't terribly large, and it fronted directly onto the boardwalk. I saw a woman behind the counter reading a paperback book. I wasn't a good judge of older people's ages in those days, but my reconstructed memory would put her in her early 40's.  I approached her, saying, "Hi!" all perky.
 
"Hello," she said, smiling. She seemed pleasant enough to me. She had short dirty-blond hair and pale, sort of washed out blue eyes.  She was slightly on the plump side and stood no more that 5 feet 3 inches. "Can I help you?"
 
"I'm here about the card... The job you have in the window."
 
It turned out that she and her husband owned the shop. We did the usual, but new to me then, interview. I told her I was only down for three weeks or so, which she said was better than nothing.  Next I knew, I was hired as a part-time store clerk.  She wanted me to work mornings, and that she would come in around lunch time, and then I was free to either work longer or to "run along."  I later learned that she wanted to "sleep in."
 
We spent the next hour or so going over some details, like how to work the register, where stuff was stored in the back, and so on. I was to report to work the next morning at 9:00 a.m. She said she would be there to introduce me to her husband, Joe.  Her name was Betty, so I now worked for Betty and Joe of Wildwood, NJ.
 
When I told my folks later that night, both seemed pleased. My dad said I was growing up. Clearly he didn't know of my principal summertime preoccupation with sex.  My brother acted like he couldn't care less, which I'm sure he didn't. He and I orbited in different plains in those days. He was about to start college in the Fall, so he felt that he was somehow superior to all us high school "kids."  I was pretty sure he was still a virgin.
 
The next morning I presented myself at the shop, ready to "get to work."  I dressed carefully in a pair of khaki shorts.., fairly short shorts, a white pullover blouse, simple white bra and panties.  Oh, and the ever-present flip-flops.
 
Joe was already there, sitting behind the counter reading the Press of Atlantic City newspaper with a cup of Starbucks in front of him. He appeared at first glance to be a pretty ordinary looking guy. Brown hair with just a hint of gray at the temples, slim in a gray polo shirt. Light tan complexion.  But, when he looked up and smiled at me, his face lit up!  What a smile. I felt myself melt inside.
 
"You Elaine?" he asked, and I nodded not trusting my voice.
 
"Well, come in," he said, standing, and sweeping his arm in a grand gesture. "Let's get to know one another."
 
We sat at the counter and talked for about an hour. I couldn't tell you exactly what we talked about, but I remember that he held my gaze, always looking directly into my eyes, his very light blue eyes expressive and animated.  At one point he touched the back of my hand lightly with his fingertips and I nearly swooned.
 
I was so taken with Joe that I couldn't help but act a bit flirty. I still get that way when I'm nervous, which sometimes helps me in business, but still leaves me feeling a bit flustered.  About lunchtime Joe's wife, Betty came in. She bustled about, fixing this and that before announcing that she had an appointment some place or other.  She gave Joe a peck on the cheek and me a quick glance that reminded me of how the nuns sometimes looked at me at school, and then, "poof" she was out the door and gone.
 
Joe looked at me and laughed. "Sorry for that," he said, "She's always been somewhat abrupt."
 
I just smiled and shrugged.
 
Sometime in the middle of the afternoon when the heat was at its peak and the boardwalk traffic had pretty much dried up, I moved about the small shop dusting and just sort of tidying up the place.  I went into the small store room, which wasn't much bigger than a long closet in search of a broom.  I turned when something blocked the light from the doorway.
 
Naturally, the "something" was Joe.  We stood very close together, and after a few beats he reached out one hand and placed it on my shoulder, saying, "Elaine, you are a very beautiful young woman.., do you know that?"
 
I know I blushed, but Joe probably couldn't see that in the dim light.  I said, "Er.., ah..."
 
He quickly snatched his hand away, saying, "Oh, I'm sorry, Elaine... I didn't mean to scare you."
 
My right hand followed his and before I knew it, my palm was resting on his chest. I could feel the hard muscles beneath his shirt, and, just barely, I could make out the beat of his heart.  My other hand also reached out, taking his hand in mind.  I said, having a sort of out-of-body experience, "You didn't scare me..."
 
I felt myself tremble as he bent down and placed his lips gently onto mine. At first the pressure was gentle, but soon I felt my mouth opening as his tongue slipped into mine, and I tasted him for the first time. He tasted cool and slightly of coffee, with cream and sugar. I felt my arms link around his neck as we kissed, and his hands gripped my hips lightly, his thumbs pressing slightly into the erogenous zone where my thighs met my pelvis. I pushed my groin against him, feeling his hardening member against my belly as I did.
 
He began kissing my neck at the base of my shoulders, his hands roaming over my khaki-clad ass, squeezing and kneading me, as he slipped one thigh between my legs, pressing hard against my cunt.  I could feel my heat against his leg as he ran his tongue over my neck, and I began to hump him slightly.
 
Gasping, he pulled partly away from me, and said, "Can I touch you?"  I could just make out his eyes in the gloomy store room.
 
"Yes," I whispered.
 
Joe slid his hand between the waistband of my shorts and my belly. His hand was smooth and felt wonderful against my quivering tummy. I sucked in my breath as his fingers slipped beneath the elastic of my panties, sliding over my lightly downed mons. He pushed his hand deeper, cupping my steaming pussy.  I could feel one of his large fingers pressing between my labia, pressuring my rapidly swelling pearl, and I could suddenly feel the slipperiness of my dew as it began to flow.
 
I quickly unhooked my shorts and pulled down on my zipper, and then rapidly pulled my shorts and panties down over my hips to mid-thigh.  Joe pushed with his middle finger between my damp folds, probing along my slick, pink gash until I could feel his fat finger begin to push into my vagina.
 
"Oh. Gosh," I mumbled, as I wiggled my legs to try to get my shorts off.  As I did, Joe reached down with his other hand and pushed them down to my calves. From there it was a quick move to release one leg completely.  I lifted it and rested my foot on a small carton as he began to finger me more fully.  I loved the feeling of his finger as he shoved it in, and out. In and out, and in, where he would sort of swirl it around inside me, the root of this finger pressing deliciously against my now swollen clit.
 
Before long I began to cling to his shoulders, my face against his chest as he finger-fucked me. I heard the squish, squish as he inserted his finger again and again. I could feel the void beginning to open in my center as my orgasm began to radiate outward from my womb, sliding down my limbs, numbing my fingers and sending a paralyzing jolt to my legs.  Then, BANG, it hit, and I lost all my strength as his fingers, now two, shoved deeply into my pussy. I must of cried out, because I almost always do when I cum.  But, I know I sagged against him, my pelvis trying to pull away from this hand as the almost overwhelming ecstasy bordered on pain.
 
I gripped his wrist with both hands as I alternately tried to yank his fingers from my sopping, swollen cunt, and forced myself, animal like, jerking back onto them as the spasms of pleasure and pain bolted through me. I know I must have been whimpering until.., at least, my orgasm began to subside, his fingers still buried to the top knuckle within my hungry womanhood.
 
I tasted the salty sweat on my upper lip as I opened my eyes. I could feel my cunt juices sliding down my inner thighs. "Oh, my," I said, "That was absolutely wonderful..."
 
I hadn't cum anything nearly like that since the previous summer, having only my own self to masturbate me. But, this was something even greater. I was pretty sure that I hadn't had such a blast ever before.

Suddenly, I felt a great vacancy as Joe pulled his cum-soaked fingers from within me. I felt them withdraw like a long, slippery eel, leaving me empty, wet, and cool.
 
"You are one hot thing," Joe said, looking at me in wonder. He first smelled my essence on his fingers, then licked one. "Want a taste?" he asked.
 
"Yes," I said, "Yes, I do.
 
Joe pushed the other damp finger between my lips, and I sucked it like a small penis. He fingered my mouth a few times as I tasted my salty, slightly musky self. I felt slightly woozy.  Joe must have sensed it, because he asked me if I wanted to sit down.  Before I did, he pulled up my panties and shorts, and, holding my shoulders, guided me down onto a small stepladder.
 
I took several shuddering breaths, then said softly, "That was wonderful... Incredible, actually."
 
"I'll say," Joe said, "I've never seen anyone cum like that before."
 
I could feel, rather than see Joe's eyes on me. Then he said, "Will you do me?"
 
I didn't need to be asked twice. I reached out and unbuckled his trousers, unbuttoned the top button and quickly pulled his zipper down hearing the whirring sound.  I reached and pulled his slacks and shorts down to his knees, and leaned forward from my sitting position.
 
I couldn't really see his cock well, but I grasped it with one hand, and cupped his heavy, cum-laden balls with the other.  His scrotum felt heavy in my cupped hand and his pubic hairs felt soft and silky. His organ was long and felt somewhat thinner than some of the few I had had in my short life.  I loved the feel of heat from it, and the hardness rigid under the slippery outer skin.  I ran my thumb over the crown, getting a feel for the sponginess of it, and smearing a small amount of slickness that dribbled from the slit. 
 
I leaned forward and placed my nose at the root of his cock where it sprang from his nest of hair and inhaled. I loved the smell of his maleness; a musky Oder with a light overlay of talcum powder. I felt the warmth of his body against my face, and the heat from his rigid penis radiating against my neck and jaw. 
 
I shut my eyes in pleasure as I began to rub the head of his cock over my cheeks, nose and forehead, reveling in the touch of his manhood.  I stroked him a couple of times, then let the head, just the crown, really, into my mouth; my lips wrapping it in a warm embrace, and my tongue sliding over the wonderful head. I felt his quick in-take of breath as his belly contracted when my warm mouth encased his cock head. I could taste him. His musky saltiness flooded my senses, and I could feel my tummy flutter again. He groaned deep in his chest.

I placed one hand under his scrotum, cupping his warm, full balls, and the other held his penis where it joined his body.  I leaned my head forward, slowly, slowly, taking more of his manhood into my mouth, over my tongue and then.., into my throat.

It felt magnificent. I loved feeling his cock filling my mouth, my lips wrapped tightly around his shaft, my nose buried in his pubes. I pulled back, suctioning his penis until just the head remained in my mouth, my tongue dancing over it and probing his pee hole. I could hear Joe's quick intake of breath as I played with his cock head.  I began to stroke him as I sucked and sucked on his head, my lips locked around his shaft just below the bulbous knob.

It didn't take long before I could feel his hips begin to move in the ancient rhythm, back and forth as I sucked him.  Then, I felt the rush of his sperm along the underside of his shaft just a moment before it errupted in my mouth, spraying my throat with his hot, hot, slippery sperm!  What a flood. He pulsed several times before the flood subsided, and his penis began to deflate, slipping from my lips.  In the dim light, I opened my mouth to show him the pool of his sperm, wiggling my tongue.

Then, then I swallowed his slightly salty discharge. He tasted very, very good.

Pulling me up, he kissed me, his tongue entering my mouth and slipping around sampling what was left of his cum.  I felt weak in the knees, but held onto his hips as he kissed me.

Suddenly, he pulled away, and quickly pulling his shorts up and over his wonderful cock.  "I've got to open again, just in case Betty comes back."  He turned and left me sitting on the step ladder in the store room.  With a sigh, I stood up, brushed my hair with my fingers, and walked back out into the store.
 
What a day.