From where I sat, I could see four of the stages and be near the aisle the girls walk when going from the main floor to the dressing rooms. After ten minutes there, I saw her when she walked out of the dressing rooms. She had the face of an angel with long dark hair. Her compact teen frame was obscured by a blue two piece nightie. We locked eyes. She smiled and walked ove. "Hi, I'm Crystal" she said as she sat down. "I'm Chris" I said, using my college nickname, not feeling bad since Crystal probably wasn't her real name. I couldn't help but shake the feeling that she looked familiar. We made small talk. I made a joke about a local celeb.

She giggled, then it hit me like a thunderbolt. "Has anyone ever told you, you look like Katie Holmes?" I asked. "I get that, a lot", she answered, in High School, people were always asking me where Dawson and Pacey were". "I'm sorry". "It's alright" she said, handling everything like champ. We made small talk before she asked me for a dance. I felt my pulse and breathing quicken. I was about to get a private dance from a celeb, not really-but close enough. I was going to get to squeeze boobs, and if I was lucky, get some stink finger. She led me to a small ten by ten foot room. There is a series of these just off of the main floor set aside for private dances. The only items in the rooms is two small chairs and a small table. She sat me in a chair facing away from the door.

She pulled her chair close, then took off her top exposing a perfect pair of firm C cup tits. Her milky mounds were topped with fifty cent piece beige colored nipples. She slid the bottom half of the nightie off, leaving a small flimsy blue thong. She placed her hands on the arms of my chair and leaned in bringing her tits up close and personal to my face. I sqeezed her tits, loving the soiftness of these wonderful pillows. She turned, backing in placing her ass against my now hard dick. She pushed against it while placing my hands on her tits and resting her head on my shoulder. A moment later, she turned, placing her body sideways against mine so that het thigh pushed against my dick and she wiggled it. As the song started, she repeated the routine, only instead on turning her body sideways, she leaned against her chair, placed her legs next to my arms and placed her ass directly in my face. I squeezed the milky globes of her ass before freeing my right hand to slide along her slit. She reached back, hooked her thumb in the flimsy fabric and showed me her asshole and pussyl lips. I pressed my finger into her pussy lips and entered her. Her pussy was moist, snug, and hugged my finger as I pressed it all the way into the knuckle.

She pulled away, then turned facing me. She placed a foot in my chair and leaned in so as to place her pussy directly in front of my face. She moved the fabric aside, showing me a pair of hair free, plump, pussy lips. I slid my finger in her again. I noticed her look at the door. Managers sometimes roam the hallways and she didn't want to get in trouble. She stood in my chair placing her pussy directly in front of my face. I leaned in and kissed it. I took my tongue and found her clit.

I felt her stiffen as she grabbed my head pulling it close into her. A moment later, she climbed down allowing me to still finger her while she had suck on a nipple. She was rocking back and forth, moaning in my ear. Suddenly, the lights dimmed. We both looked up. It was nearly black in the room. "Want to go for it?" she asked. "Yeah" I said, uncertain of what she meant. She stood up, slid off the thong, laid back in her chair placing her legs over the arms, and motioned me forward with a finger. I started to unzip. She nodded with a naughty smile. I took my dick out and knelt in front of her lining up to go in. She reached down, pulling my dick into her. I leaned forward, entering her fully. She grabbed my head inserting her tongue in my mouth. She started to whimper as she rose her hips to meet my thrusts. She took her hands, grabbing my shoulder blades, "faster" she whispered, "if the lights come back on, pull out". I felt her wetness getting my pants wet. She was getting sweaty. I started to pull back to change postion. "Don't" she pleaded "I'm getting off".

She locked her ankles around my back and increased her motion. She was suppressing her moans so as not to heard outside the room. She made a gutteral grunt, then started spasming. "Wait" she said, pushing her hand against my stomach. I waited a moment. She inhaled a deep breath, "Go ahead" she said as I resumed fucking her. I felt my own orgasm coming. I grunted as I unloaded in her. We collaped together, breathing hard. "That was great, she said, "I've always wanted to do this in one of the rooms". "You mean you haven't before?" "I usually don't even let guys stick their finger in me. I'll let them touch me, but not go in". "So, why did you let me?" "I've had four screw drivers, and you turn me on. You look like someone I know".

"Who?" I asked. Just then the DJ said, "Crystal you're next on stage". "SHIT" she said as we both looked at our watches, it was 1:45. "Do you have a hotel room nearby?" she asked as she hurriedly dressed. "No" I said as I fished out the two hundred I was going to spend that night. "Keep it, there's a Marriott over by the freeway. Meet me there about two thirty. Buy me breakfast and we'll call it even". "OK" I said pocketing the cash. Now fully dressed, she gave me a quick kiss. "See ya in a little bit" she said before running out of the room.

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I met her in the hotel lobby. She was wearing a T shirt, daisy dukes, and sandals". We went up to the room. I sat on the bed as she set her bag down and did a quick walk around of the room. I sat on the bed. "Get undressed" she ordered, "I want to do something fun". "What kind of fun?" "Get undresesed, you'll find out". I suddenly felt like I was losing control of the situation. I was leery of her tying me up and taking my money, or something worse. I sized her up. Even undressed, I stood six inches taller than her and outweighed her by a hundred pounds. I resolved to act quickly if I saw ropes or handcuffs. When I was undressed, she had me sit back against the bed. "Ready?" she asked. "Yes" I said. "Hey, Dawson, should we go skinny dipping, or stay in the room?" she asked as she took the shirt off, freeing those wonderful tits of hers. "You're a naughty girl" I scolded, causing her to laugh.

"So, Who do I look like that you know?" "My dad" she answered as she slipped off the daisy dukes. "Want to fuck me daddy? I've been a naughty girl, having sex with a stranger". My dick, already hard, formed some pre cum upon hearing her words. This was going to be a wild fuck, and it was as the neighbor pounded on the wall twice and hotel security knocked on the door, telling us to keep it down. All the while, she played the submissive daughter. 

I didn't think I had it in me, at forty five, to fuck three times in a night, four counting the club, but she drew it out of me. We even had a quickie in the morning. We don't meet at the club anymore, but the hotel has gotten used to us. We're even having a father/daughter weekend this weekend. I better stop now, I hear the shower turning off.

My Mom and Dad had left to visit my ill Grandmother and left us alone for the week end. That afternoon I had ask my sister if she would like for me to finger her and have her jack me off. She smilled and said sure. We went to my room and I was so horny and excited because I thought this might be a chance for me to actually get to fuck her. We stripped naked and of course my cock was hard and sticking out. I helped her take off her cloth and she was beautiful with her small little tits and pussy with some light brown hair on it. She started rubbing my cock and I was fingering her clit. She had spread her legs to allow me access to her pretty little cunt. I had heard about men licking a womans pussy but had never tried it. I decided that this was my chance to try something new and maybe get my cock into that small little pussy. I got down between her legs, and she said "what are you doing"? I said I want to make you feel really good. When my mouth got close to her cunt I could smell the sweet aroma of her hot cunt. I kissed her pussy a couple of times and she let out a little moan, but when I put my tongue between her pussy lips she sucked in her breath and let out a "Oooohhhhh". Her legs spread wider as I licked her cunt and started to flick her clit with my tongue. It didn't take long until her was cumming and put her hands on my head and pulled my face into her cunt. She said "Oh brother did that feel good, where did you learn how to do that?" I told her she was my first and that I loved making her feel good and would she like to try making me feel good? She ask me what I wanted her to do and I just put my cock up to her lips and said "suck me off". At first she just looked at the hard bulging head but finally started to kiss it. I said "suck it" and she opened her mouth and allowed the head to go into her warm moist mouth and I thought I would cum on the spot. I started to slowly push my cock in and out of her mouth and she got into the rythem and soon she was sucking me like a pro. I told her I was going to cum but she just kept sucking until the first load squirted out of the head and she pulled her head off and let the rest hit her in the face.

I assured her that she had more than repaid me, and that I loved her dearly for doing iot. We lay there for a while talking and I started sucking her tits again and in a little while my cock was hard as a rock again. I ask her if she would like to try something that would make us both feel better and she ask me what. I got between her lets and rubbed my cock up and down her little fuck hold touching her clit each time. She said "It's too big and it will hurt me". I told her I would go slow and that I didn't want to hert her. Finally she gave me the Ok and spread her legs as wide as she could. I lined my cock up with her tiny hole and started to push. When the head of my cock sank into here wet hot pussy she let out a moan and so did I. I had never felt anything that was so wonderful in my life. I slowly pushed in and out going slow not wanting to hert her. She was so tight and hot I couldn't hardly keep from blowing my load each time in went into her further. I slowly fucked her until I was completely in there was no chery to break and soon we were fucking like wild. She had her legs up in the aid and I was punding her pussy as hard as I could. Soon she started to say things like" OH fuck Oh fuck that feel good", Oh yeah big brother fuck your little sisters cunt", and each time she said something like it brought me closer to shooting off. After a while she started to almost scream " I'm cumming I'm cumming, Oh shit I'm cumming" and with that I shoved my cock as deep into her hot wet fuck hold as I could and blasted her with a huge load of cum. With each jet she would shout "Ohhhhh". We both collapsed and my soft cock slowly slid out of her pussy.

She said can we do it again, and I told her we have all week end.

            I walked the old, familiar hallways of the first and second floor, but the building seemed deserted. I went down to the basement and came out across from the shop classroom where Mr. Coree taught. I walked in, and there he was. Mr. Coree came from Haiti, wore his hair in braids, and he had the blackest skin I'd ever seen. As I looked at him sitting at his desk, I realized he hadn't changed much. He still wore the braids, but his hair was now a little gray.

            "Hi, Mr. Coree," I said, walking toward the front of the classroom, "remember me?"

            He looked up and said, "I know I should, just let me think a moment."

            His eyes roamed my body from top to bottom, taking in my blond hair and my see through tank top that showed off my 40 inch tits and red nipples. His eye lingered at my mini skirt, which showed all of my legs, leaving almost nothing to the imagination.   He smiled and nodded his approval.

            "I'm Vickie Evans, Mr. Coree, don't you remember. I was in your class when I was 10 years old."

            "Little Vickie Evans, of course. My you have grown." He took my tiny, white hands in his coal black ones and I noticed their size and strength. "What are you doing here at the old school?"

            "I was driving by and thought I'd stop in and see if you were around and say hi."

            "So you came back to see your old teacher, huh?"

            "Yea," I said, smiling at him.

            "Then have a seat and let's talk."

            I looked at the student's desks, and he said, "No, not there, Vickie." He stepped forward and gripped my waist in his hands, then lifted me onto the edge of his desk. I wiggled back so I could sit comfortably. I saw Mr. Coree staring up my skirt, and since I don't wear panties, I knew he was getting an eyeful of my love patch. A huge bulge formed in his pants and it turned me on that my old teacher was getting a hard on over me. I spread my legs wider and gave him a big grin.

            He stepped between my legs and slipped his big, black hands over my knees, sliding them along the inside of my thighs till his wrists bumped against the bottom of my skirt. My nipples grew hard as his thumbs tickled my pussy hair.

            He grinned at me and said, "What have you been doing all these years, Vickie."

            "I got married, but now I'm divorced. My ex said I just wanted to have fun not be married."

            "If I remember right, Vickie Evans just wanted to have fun in my class. That's why I used to have to paddle you all the time, remember?"

            "Boy, do I, Mr. Coree. Say, you still got the old butt buster you paddled me with?"

            "I still got it, and I still use it on my students. I used that old butt buster on your butt just about every day. I thought you liked it."

            "I did. I was the big shit in class cause you whipped my ass every day."

            Mr. Coree pressed tight between my legs, keeping them spread apart. I folded my hands in my lap, pressing them against the bulge in his pants. I rubbed his hard dick while he tickled my cunt hair.

            "Maybe you need your ass whipped once more, Vickie," he said.

            "I'm a little old for you to spank me ain't I, Mr. Coree?"

            "Don't argue with your teacher," he said, as he pulled my hands and stepped back, sliding me off the desk. "I do it a little different for a big girl like you. Take off your clothes."

            "Yes, sir," I said, grinning up at him. All those years as a student taught me to obey the teacher. I pulled off my tank top and my 40 inch creamy, white melons popped free. He stared wide-eyed at my cherry red nipples, already growing hard for him. I unsnapped and unzipped my skirt, dropping it to the floor and revealing my patch of pussy hair he'd been playing with. I slipped off my shoes and stood on display for him.

            He slipped his hands over my tits and squeezed and teased them saying, "I'm going to bust your butt, Vickie."

            Holding my hands, he turned me around and stretched me face down across the top of his desk. I gripped the edge of the desk like we did as kids, only now there was something new. There were leather straps with Velcro fasteners attached to the desk corners. He wrapped them around my wrists, and then locked them with the Velcro. I heard the sound of a zipper and then a desk drawer opened and closed. When he walked back to where my head was, I looked up and saw he was naked with a big hard on. His black dick was at least 10 inches long and thick. It was the biggest I'd ever seen up close.

            "Wow, Mr. Coree," I said, "you got one big, black cock."

            I looked up and saw he was holding the butt buster, a black, leather strap 5 inches wide and 18 inches long. He leaned over me, letting the cold leather lightly slap my bare ass and pressing his dick against my face. I rubbed my face on his dick, licking it up and down with my tongue. I was so horny I would've begged him to whip and fuck me.

            He climbed on the desk, sitting on my outstretched hands. He grabbed my blond hair and shoved my face into his crotch. Suddenly, I felt the sharp sting of the leather crack across my bare ass. I gasped, and Mr. Coree rammed his big, black cock deep into my mouth. He wiggled forward, forcing my head back till it couldn't go any further, then pulled my hair and head forward, driving his cock down my throat. I thought I would choke, but I loved it.

            Mr. Coree went to work with the butt buster. Crack after crack lashed across my buttocks as I felt the sting then the heat in my ass. I screamed, but his huge dick stuffed down my throat muffled the sound. Every time I screamed my cheeks and tongue wiggled against his dick, and I felt it grow harder and thrust faster. I was giving Mr. Coree a blowjob by screaming.

            "Suck my black dick, Vickie," he said, cracking me over and over with the butt buster. I kicked the air with my legs and feet each time he slapped me. I looked like a little white fish with Mr. Coree's big, black hook caught in my mouth. I couldn't go forward or back, I just wiggled and loved it all.

            The butt buster's cold leather set fire to my bare skin, as he whipped me faster. I screamed and kicked my feet through the air till I finally tasted the first salty drops of cum in my mouth. I shook my head back and forth from the pain as he pounded my ass faster and harder. Finally, Mr. Coree's cum gushed out of his black dick into my mouth and down my throat. I couldn't swallow it fast enough as it filled up my throat and mouth then spilled out over my lips. I gagged as I gulped gobs of it down. Finally his cock quit spitting jism, and I felt it soften and grow small. I swallowed the last mouthful of Mr. Coree's love juice, as he pulled his limp prick out of my mouth. He climbed down and looked at me.        "How did you like the feel of the butt buster, Vickie?"

            "I loved it, Mr. Coree."

            "Good. Now I'll show you the new things I got since you were my student."

            He walked behind me and I heard a drawer open and close. I moaned when his hands spread my ass cheeks. He inserted a tube up my ass, and I felt a cool jelly ooze up inside me. He came around in front and lifted my head up by my hair. He pushed his soft prick against my lips and said, "Suck it up hard, Vickie."

            I sucked his dick into my mouth and licked it all over with my tongue. In minutes he was hard and pounding my head up and down on all 10 inches of black meat. He pulled his dick from my mouth and disappeared from my sight. I felt the cheeks of my ass spread, and the head of his dick pressed against my ass hole.

            "Push, Vickie," he said, "spread your asshole."

            I pushed hard and suddenly his dickhead popped inside my asshole. I shouted, as he pumped and pushed, driving his black dick deep inside my white ass. He pumped my asshole furiously as I again kicked the air with my legs and feet, feeling like the insides of my ass would pull out. He grabbed my huge tits, pulling them backward and using them as handles while he pumped my ass.   Finally, I felt his cock spew cum inside me, filling my ass with his love juice.

            He finished hosing me and wriggled his cock out of my asshole. My sphincter muscle stretched wide and hurt, but I felt great. Mr. Coree walked around and smiled down at me.

            "That's my Haitian fanny fucker," he said, "How'd you like that?"

            "It was great, Mr. Coree."

            He undid my wrists, then rolled me over onto my back and strapped my hands again. He climbed up and sat on my belly, then pushed his wet dick between my tits, and crushed them around it. He rubbed my big, white tits around his black cock, cleaning and drying it. It quickly grew hard and I raised my head, kissing his purple cockhead, as he tit fucked me. As he pumped faster, I opened my mouth and sucked his dick inside. I gagged from a slight taste of the chocolate road it traveled a short time ago, but the taste quickly evaporated as I sucked harder on his black prick.

            Mr. Coree let go of my tits and pulled back. His dick jumped out of my mouth with a loud popping sound. He climbed off then stepped between my legs, and I felt his huge prick pressing against my love mound.

            "Oh yea, Mr. Coree, please fuck me hard."

            "Now, Vickie, I'm going to give you my Haitian pussy pounder."

            He shoved his dick deep into my love hole. I kicked my legs out to the sides as I felt his cock inside me. He grabbed my bare ass with his fingers, squeezing hard and making me scream.   Holding onto my ass, he slammed all 10 inches of his cock into my pussy. He fucked me slowly, moving his dick around inside me and I loved it. I wrapped my white legs around his black ass and tried to pull him further inside me.

            Mr. Coree watched my tits flop back and forth as he pounded his cock into me. He picked up a ruler from the desk and cracked the flat side across my left nipple. I screamed as he cracked my right nipple, then he grinned at me as I screamed again. He beat my tits with the ruler smacking my huge melons on the sides, the bottoms, and the tops and across the nipples. He whipped my tits faster and harder, leaving red marks and welts where the ruler landed.

            I screamed and cried at the same time, begging him to stop but not wanting him to. My tits turned a fire red from the beating. At last he dropped the ruler and grabbed my sore, aching boobs in his hands. He squeezed tight, as he pulled and stretched them, lifting with all his strength. He stretched my tits almost twice their size, as I screamed in pain, feeling like my tits would rip off my body.

            I went wild as I felt his huge, black cock fill my small, white pussy and the terrible pain as he squeezed and stretched my tits. Finally I felt his cock explode inside me and his warm cum burst out and splattered my cunt walls. He pounded harder and harder, emptying his hose into my love hole.   At last he slowed and let go of my tits. I panted like an animal, as Mr. Coree ground his body between my legs, leaving the last drops of his jism inside me. Finally, he pulled his limp prick from my pussy.

            I lay exhausted. I heard a drawer open and water running, and then Mr. Coree appeared beside me with a self-inking stamp pad, a bottle of clear liquid and a cup of hot water. He put the bottle in the water, and then sat beside me.

            "Know what this is, Vickie?" he asked.

            "No, sir."

            "It's a stamp that says Property of Mr. Coree, Haitian Headman, and I put it on all my property. The bottle heating in the hot water is a sealer. If I stamp something and put hot sealer on it then nothing can take the ink stamp off. It's sort of like branding a cow, only I'm going to brand Vickie Evans body."

            I stared up at him wide eyed as he lifted my left tit. He pressed the self-inking stamp pad against the bottom of my tit, then pushed, driving it into my flesh. Next, he took the brush from the hot sealer and spread it over the ink on my boob. I squirmed from the heat. A small square with the words "Property of Mr. Coree, Haitian Headman" were stamped and sealed on the bottom of my huge, white melon. Next, he stamped and sealed the top of my other tit. Then he rolled the lower half of my body over and repeated the inking and sealing on the bottom of both my ass cheeks. He rolled me back over and put down the inkpad. He took a pair of scissors out of his desk drawer and cut off all my pussy hair. Dropping the scissors, he picked up an electric razor and shaved off the last of my pussy hair down to bare skin. He placed the stamp pad across the top of my love mound and pressed hard. Then he placed it across the bottom of my pussy.

            "Please don't, Mr. Coree," I pleaded.

            He grinned at me as he pushed hard, stamping my white flesh, then spread the hot sealer over both marks. The top and bottom of my pussy were now stamped. I had his brand on me. He climbed up and sat on my tits, letting his wet cock and balls lay across my face.

            "Remember how you used to make fun of me cause my hair was braided, and I was from Haiti?"

            "Yes, Mr. Coree."

            "Now every time a man sees your naked white body, he's going to see my brands and know you're used and owned by a Haitian. How many white cocks you think your going to get now, Vickie?"

            "None sir."

            "Your math is good, cause none is right. You belong to me now; you're my property. And that, Vickie, is the Haitian Humiliation. Don't you just love it?"

            "Yes I do, Mr. Coree, I love it."

            "Good. We're done for tonight," he said, releasing my hands and pulling me upright.

            I sat on the desk, exhausted and sweating. Finally, I raised my head and said, "Will you whip me and fuck me again, Mr. Coree. Please?"

            "I got something better for you, Vickie. I teach a class on Tuesday and Thursday night.   Each class has about 20 young men in it, all gang members. From now on every Tuesday and Thursday you're going to come here after class, about 7:30, and we're going to teach those young men how to use the butt buster, their fanny fuckers and their pussy pounders on you.   You'd like that, wouldn't you, Vickie?"

            "Yes sir," I said. "That kind of makes me a teacher, don't it?"

            "No, Vickie," he said, lifting up my stamped tit where I could see it, "I'm the teacher and those young men are the students. You're just a piece of property the teacher and students’ use. And I'll get good use out of this property. Now you can go."

            I got down off the desk, picked up my clothes and walked to the door

            "Vickie Evans," Mr. Coree shouted, "bend over."

            I bent over close to the floor, then jumped and screamed as I felt the crack of his hand across my bare flesh.

            "That's how I like my property to be, Ms Evans, obedient. You can go now, and be on time Tuesday."

            "Yes sir, Mr. Coree," I said, as I scooped my clothes up once more and headed out the door.   I knew I'd be on time Tuesday, and Thursday and every week after that. I couldn't wait to start going back to school with Mr. Coree as my teacher.

 

THE END

 

Back in school I had no problem speaking my mind or forcing my will on others. I had met several people some I even liked. At night I went to a local collage (I lied to admissions to attend) I studied finance and accounting and real-estate. And I work at a bank to learn about how money really controls all. The pay was good so was I. By the time I graduated from high school I had my real-estate license and was ready to test for my CPA.

 

I used my knowledge and my boss at the bank to take over defaulted homes and business. This is how I amassed my wealth. I was able to move my family into a better home, and provide for them in many ways because of it. I also made a reputation of being a “Dog in the Hunt”, nothing stood in my way.  

 

One night I was on my Harley checking on buildings on the poor side of town. It was 8pm when I stopped for a stop sign and noticed a local laundry mat. Through the large window is when I first saw her, she was a woman in her late thirties, dark hair, very large breast and a hard body of an Amazon warrior. I thought I would bust a nut just looking at her. I was frozen in time just staring from the darkness. I was awaken when I heard a familiar voice calling my dream woman MOM! It was a class mate of mine “Willow” she was a very very plain girl, I remember her only because in school others would talk about her behind her back saying how her mom had shot her dad in a fight. And she never wore any make up. This I thought was strange for so many reasons. Willow had something special about her, something that came from inside.

 

I drove off before I was spotted. The building they lived and worked in was owned by my bank so I bought the lease. My desire was simple I would have Willows MOM, and even Willow her self. This had nothing to do with love it was pure lust!! I was not a virgin by any means, I learned early from my Grandma but that was a different story for later. And there had been others I practiced on as I made my way along. So I developed a plan for the conquest of Willows mom. Her name is Betty, and in deed did kill her husband with a gun. So I was not going to be foolish.

 

My plan was find out every thing I could about Betty and Willow , then move step by step to my goal. I was ready to make my move, it started with me walking in to the laundry mat to have my suits done. My suits cost a few hundred dollars each and I placed them on the counter for servicing. Betty walked up to the counter it was hard not to stare or drool, I was able to speak well. She looked at my suits then at me, her blue-green eyes showed contempt and her voice was strong yet feminine. Her words caught me by surprise, “Well stud aren’t you on the wrong side of the tracks?” So I knew she was not a light weight and gave it back to her “No Love, there are no barrier for me!” she just smiled and winked as he filled out the order form. This is when I seen Willow doing something in the back, she was watching me but would stare. I smiled and called her name with this she came fourth with a hello; her mom was to the side trying to monitor our contact.

 

Mr. Wilson how are you? Is what I heard from Willow ? I easily corrected her with a Willow call me Joe please! And our conversation ensued until mom stepped in and handed me my receipt with instructions for her daughter to go back to work. This lady was a hard bitch in more then one way. But I was not going to let her get the upper hand, well Willow it was good to see you again and next time we need to do it not at work, then I left with a feeling inside that pleased me.

 

Two days later I returned to get my suits and take one more step forward. As I entered the shop the small bell announced my presence and again Betty approached with her hot body and after our transaction I inquired about Willow and asked to speak to her.   Her mom was becoming a little defensive and tried to pry what I wanted her for, this bitch was starting to be a real ball buster and I then downed on me I was starting to get in to this, she was just as arrogant as I am.   I stepped back and took in all of her I could, her hair was up, her dress stuck to her firm body because of the heat. My cock was hard as a rock and she know it! With the strength of conviction I said that is none of your business as long as she was over 18!! Just then Willow joined us with a shy smile and a hello Joe, Betty and me held our ground so I took one more step. Willow , when can you get out of here so we can do dinner? You could have heard a pin drop! No one moved and Willows mouth opened in shock then just as fast closed. Before Betty could speak Willow said it was up to mom. That but mom in the middle she and I both knew. Betty could only say “Go have fun Honey, her is my cell” Willow wanted to change so I went to my car and put the suits it the trunk. All the while mom was watching me, she wanted so bad to come out and say something but then out popped Willow and off we went, of course I waved to Betty as I drove off with her plain and still a virgin daughter.

 

Willow and I went to the most expensive restaurant in town, The Red Carpet. It is wear more money and business in conducted then the board room. Willow was out of her element and she hung on me so tight. Most of the patrons knew me here, and I was in the mood to show off Willow , call it a moral booster for her. I asked for a table in the back and we eat and talked, I was really starting to like Willow , and I found my self rethinking my goals and how I seen her. Yes she was as plain and simple as they come no complexities, simple ambitions and no demands. I found out this was her first date and she was 19 then. Her closes where loss fitting and it was not until just this moment I discovered her body to be as attractive as her moms only with out the mileage. She had a pleasant figure and her breasts were still developing. After some time she started smiling then laughing. She confessed she had never thought some one would ask her out and I asked if I could put my arm around her? I did, then I softly stroked her cheek with my hand her skin was so very soft. I looked her in her eyes I told her I was going to kiss her unless she said no, she moved closer to me for her first kiss. She was scared and looked down, I took her chin in my hand and turned her face to me and kissed her on the lips. To my amassment she opened her mouth to my tongue and we kiss so deeply I lost my self in its warmth. As we separated from the most fulfilling kiss I have ever had. I could only say whaw! She smiled devilishly at her feet.

 

We left and went for a walk and talked some more. I took her hand as we walked. We spotted a park bench and looked at momma duck and her offspring swimming by.   My arm was around Willow back no words were said and we kissed again. Willow was the first to brake the silence. Joe, I knew I am no beauty and I also know you are very rich and could have any woman you wanted so why me, why now? To these words I felt sick to my stomach, Willow was more then I had anticipated, she would complete me. Oh Willow I know that I can have any women I want, it would be because I have a lot of money and not me. I am looking for something more I do not know what it is but I thank it will be with you are someone like you. You do not ask for anything but are willing to give everything. Do you know just how special and rare that is? She was now crying in to my chest both of my arms around her holding her becoming one with her. I was now feeling my cock growing and I did not want Willow to know it.  

 

I stood and said it was late and was should go. As we drove Willow moved close to me and laid her head on my shoulder, one hand moving up and down my arm. This was having an effect on me that needed some relief. I was glade Willows eyes where closed or she would have know exactly what was up, at least 7 inches any way. Then Willow nearly killed us when she said “Joe, are you going to fuck me tonight?” I nearly lost control of the car but managed to stop and pull over with a WHAT? coming from my mouth. She smiled and said you know I am a virgin; I have never tasted a cock or even seen one other then in books. I have been enjoying what is happening with yours, so I am asking are you going to fuck me tonight?

 

I thought a thousand things in a matter of seconds from how I wanted to fuck her to being the next victim of her mothers rage. I also knew my next utterance would determine both of our lives in the most profound way. My steps where tripping me up and my desire for her mother was still there but now I wanted Willow . I kissed her and said, do you know how special a gift it is you just offered me? I will not lie, I want you in the most profound way, but it would not be true love. It would be a hunter taking an innocent flower. I will not take you Willow not now it would be wrong, I could not do that to you. She had tears in her eyes when she kissed me hotly. Willow said her mom has told her that guys only wanted sex and once they got it they moved on to the next victim of their lust. I pretended to be shocked but confirmed what her mom said. Willow moved closer and said either I do not excite you or you care and respect me. I can tell I excite you to which he squeezed my very hard cock so I guess you have feeling for me? She was right I had to admit it I do feel some thing for her.

 

Willow had my cock in her hand stroking it through my slacks. She would look down at it then back at me with a smile. Joe she said so softly, I want to give my cherry blossom to you. It is yours when ever you want it, do you under stand, I could only nod my head. She squeezed my cock so hard I though a tunicate was on it. Then she smiled and said you may not want to pop my cherry now but I will have you NUT NOW. So either take us some ware private or I am going to pull it out here ware we are parked! I gunned the gas looking for a quite place.

 

We went to the lake and parked at a location I have always enjoyed coming to. She wanted me to take my cock out so she could see it. I said get in the back seat first, I was leaking pre-cum and walked with a limp getting in to the back of my beamer. I said Willow are you sure of this? She affirmed with a nod and a smile. She reminded me of a kid on Christmas morning waiting for their parents to say go for it. I started to tease her oh Willow do you want my lally pop, she went wild grabbing my belt then my zipper, I thought she would rip my slacks before I could lifted my ass for her to pull then down to my ankles. She stopped and looked at my boxers and the snake in it pre-cum had stained them and It wanted out bad. She then looked in to my eyes with wanting lust she was hungry and I was the main course. I laughed and said it’s all yours baby go for it. She dove at my boxer and finished unwrapping her present. It stood erect like the Leaning Tower of Pisa, she gasped and said “Oh My GOD, IT” S HUGES , JOE!! And I want IT”. She played with it and started stroking it, I was in total heaven and was enjoying the ride. The tip was wet and shiny from pre-cum from what had developed over the evening. I said ok Honey what now, she yanked my cock so hard I thought she was trying to pull it off, maybe she was! Then she kissed the head and the next thing I knew my cock was gone and replaced with Willows head, my god I gasped as she took me in her mouth and fed it with both hands. The only sound was the slurping of my cock. I do not know how much she took in and did not care. Her tongue was circling the head and was going to erupt. I said Willow pull it out I am going to shot my load. Hell this cock bitch held on and started jacking me off faster in her mouth. I BLOW and BLOW my nuts hurt when I was do. And she swallowed very drop and would not let go. I told her to take it out, reluctantly she did but stayed close the her lally pop.

 

She and I where both breathing hard my god baby that was the best head I have ever had, where did you learn to give a blowjob? She looked up from my lap still holding my cock kissing it softly “it was my first time, did I do it right?” fuck yes you did it right Willow I thank you sucked my balls out the end of my dick. We both started laughing so hard our sides started hurting and we where both crying because of it.

 

By now it was ten and we agreed she needed to get home before her mom called the police or the hospital. As we slowly drove she reminisced. Joe thank you for the best night of my life, I will never for get it as long as I live. I said Willow tonight is the first night of the rest of our lives and I too will always remember our first date. She screamed so loud, I said WHAT? you mean you want to take me out again, Oh yes Willow you are mine now. Yes Joe I am and I will do what ever you want, just ask!!!

 

Continued >>>>

 

I didn’t spend a lot of time looking.   I was desperate.   Fortunately, a wonderful woman came into my life that was willing to take on a “ready-made” family.   I am sure that she has questioned her state of mind many, many times when thinking back on that decision.

 

The two older boys (yes, all 3 boys) were old enough to have bitter feelings about my divorce of their mom and also old enough to know just how to use the “You’re not my mom” approach on the step-mom.   I couldn’t tell them the real reason why I divorced their mom so consequently, everything ended up being my fault.   To make a long story short, the two older boys provided many challenges to Heather and I.

 

Daniel however, was young enough to have considered Heather as “Mom” all of his life (at least as far as he could remember).   They had their share of problems, but what family doesn’t.  

 

The two older boys left the nest as soon as possible.   Because there was 10 years difference in age between Daniel and his next older brother, more than half of his life has been spent as an “Only Child”.   Spoiling and coddling Daniel was regular routine around our house.

 

Daniel has never been “Hunk” material.   His latter high school years were a constant battle with acne and weight.   Not that he was fat.   In fact, just the opposite was true.   I was concerned at times that he was under-nourished.   When you have to buy jeans with a 34-inch inseam and only a 26-inch waist, you spend a lot of time searching.   Not for something that he likes necessarily, but just for something that had a reasonable fit.   Later, as he entered college he began to fill out…….but I don’t want to get ahead of the story.

 

It was during one of these shopping sprees that Daniel had his first encounter with mom.

 

School was out and it was between Daniel’s third and fourth year of elementary school. I think that put him around 9.   It was a sunny, summer day in Atlanta.   Typically, the temperature was holding around the 90-degree mark and the humidity was high.   Shorts and tank tops were the order of the day.  

 

Our “Back-To-School” shopping was in high gear.   On this day, Heather and Daniel were out to buy some jeans and a bathing suit.   The store had just opened and Heather and Daniel were the only customers.   Looking around in the store, they found a suit for Daniel to try on and as usually happens when Heather goes into a clothing store, she also found a suit that SHE would like to try on.

 

The dressing room consisted of two booths with curtains.   They each went into their respective rooms and began to change.   Needless to say, by the time Heather had just completed removing all of her clothes and was reaching for the bottoms of the bikini, her curtain opened and Daniel came in.   “What do you think, Mom…….”.

 

When he noticed that Heather was completely nude, he lost all words.   Now since Heather was a “Step-Mom”, Daniel had never seen her without clothes.   It was not something that was ever thought about.   Heather had given Daniel baths when he was younger, but all that ended when he began school and could “take care of it himself” because he was a “big boy” now.   It had been 4 years since Heather had seen him without clothes.  

 

She didn’t want to scare him, nor make a big deal of it and “scar him for life”, so she just sat on the stool in the dressing room and said “Come here and let me see.”  

 

As all moms do, the first thing she did was reach for the waistband of the suit to check the fit.   As her fingers slipped inside, they touched something that was familiar, warm and surprisingly hard.   It was sticking straight up and her fingernail scraped against the foreskin covered head.

 

“Ouch!   That hurt.    God mom, be careful.”

 

“Geez, I’m sorry!   Did I break the skin?   Here, let me look at it.”   With that, she pulled his suit down just enough to spring his erection.  

 

Heather had always been fascinated with his uncut tool when she gave him baths.   She actually delighted in teaching him how to retract the foreskin and insure it was always kept clean.   His was the first uncut cock she had ever seen and when he began school, she was disappointed but resigned to the fact that she would never see it again.

 

This was an awkward moment, to say the least.   Trying her best not to make a big deal of it, she gently handled his adolescent manhood.   She had scratched his foreskin, but she couldn’t resist the opportunity to pull the foreskin back and admire it one more time.   Looking back up at him she said, “Oh, my goodness.   I really did scratch you.   I’m so sorry sweetheart.   Mommy will put something on it when we get home.   Do you think you will live until then?”   When she looked at his face, she realized that his eyes were glued to her now hard nipples.  

 

“Why do they get hard like that, mommy?’

 

Not wanting to tell him the real reason they were hard, she said “It’s just cold in here, honey.   They get that way when it’s cold.”   Quickly changing the subject. “ So, these seem to fit pretty good.   Is this the pair you want?”

 

“You bet.”   That seemed to satisfy him and he returned to his dressing room to try on his jeans.

 

Heather smiled at herself, remembering the look and feel of his cock in her fingers.   It was a nice feeling.   She couldn’t wait to get home and play doctor.   A familiar warmth was creeping in between her legs as she stood and completed her business in the dressing room.

 

As they pulled up in the driveway, one of Daniel’s friends had appeared and was inviting him out to play “war”.   Daniel left all of the bags for Heather to carry into the house and he went scampering off to play with his friend.   “I’m General Custer and you can be Osama Bin Laden”.   Heather smiled at his massacre of historical facts.

 

Disappointed, and still thinking about the encounter earlier, she kept herself busy for the remainder of the day.   By the time Daniel came home, she had spent the day cleaning and cooking and was tired.   On top of that, I had come home.   That was not only the last time she saw him undressed but as far as we knew it was the last time he had seen her undressed………………..until some years later.  

 

Daniel was now 21 and was a sophomore attending a local university.   It was between semesters and he was home most of the time.   I was working a regular day job, and Heather had taken off for a week to go to Maine to visit her parents.

 

Over the years, Heather and I have had a wonderful sex life.   One of the things that we do to break the monotony and spice things up a little, is videotape some of our intimate sessions.   I really enjoy filming her in a wide variety of situations.  

 

One time, we were in the process of spring-cleaning and took a load of winter things to the storage unit that we had rented.   No one else was there, and the camcorder was in the truck so, why not.   I got the camcorder and I made her get completely undressed and I taped her arranging boxes in the storage unit in the nude.   Now some of you may say “big deal”, but it was very sexy thinking that someone could walk into the area any minute and see her.   That was a BIG turn-on for me.   I’ve always been into showing her off.

 

Another time, we were riding my Harley in the mountains and we came across a trail to a waterfall.   Usually these trails were inundated with hikers.   This time, it appeared that there was no one around.   It was a half-mile hike to the falls, and I took the camcorder with us.   Along the trail, she would walk in front of me and open her blouse and then turn around and “flash” me.   (whenever we went out on the Harley, she wasn’t allowed to wear a bra and she was encouraged to wear something that would allow the areola around her nipple to be seen through her top.   The sexier the outfit, the more fun the ride.).   Reaching the waterfall, I set the camera up on a rock and we skinny-dipped in the pool at the base of the falls.   Afterwards, we set the camera up and filmed her giving me a BJ and all subsequent activities.

 

Of course, there were always the nights that Daniel stayed with his friends and we were able to set up the tripod in the bedroom and get some wonderful footage of our wild bedroom activities.   We filled up several tapes, which we kept hidden in the closet.

 

On this day, Daniel was home by himself.   Always the curious one, he began an exploratory mission in my bedroom.   Had I know about it, I certainly would have been upset at him.   Now, I just look back on it with amusement.   Boys will be boys.  

 

Much to his surprise, he came across my stash of tapes.   Curious as to their content, he took them off to the living room (where the big screen TV is), and inserted the first tape.   You can imagine the look on his face when the image appeared on the screen.   As luck would have it, the first tape that he picked begins in a hotel room in Orlando on a summer vacation that we made a year or so earlier.   Daniel was working and going to school so we took the opportunity to take a vacation……just the two of us. The video was one that I had captured of Heather when she was putting on her bathing suit.   At first, she didn’t know I was filming.   I had turned the camera on and placed it on the dresser.   Walking over to her, I feigned helping her tie the top in the back.   Standing behind her, I placed my body up against hers and begin to grind my hips.   She smiled and reached around behind her and slipped her fingers into my trunks.   I had very loosely tied her bathing suit, and I reached around her with both hands.   With one, I slipped under her top and began massaging her breasts.   With the other, I reached into the bottoms and found her wet, ready and willing.    I removed her suit completely and she turned and removed mine.   Down on her knees, she took my now-hard member into her expert mouth.   Oh, what a feeling.

 

Heather is a trim 50-year-old beauty.   Time has been very good to her and she honestly doesn’t look a day over 35 (at least to me………and to many others).   Never having had kids of her own, her perky breasts were as firm as her flat tummy.   No tucks or Botox here.   Except for a little Clairol, she is all natural.  

 

Viewing the video, it didn’t take long for Daniel to get hard.   Since mom was in Maine and dad was at work, it seemed natural to remove the shorts and underwear and get comfortable in dad’s recliner.   With the remote in one hand, and his uncut cock in the other he settled in to watch the “movie”.   “Damn, she’s hot!” he exclaimed, stroking his manhood while his eyes were glued to the television.   Soon, he found that he needed both hands and tossed the remote aside.

 

I’m a programmer by trade, and it just so happened that on this day, our network server crashed.   With no way to perform my job, and with no chance of the system being back up for the rest of the day, I was allowed to take the rest of the day off.

 

The way our house is laid out, the front door opens into a foyer, which opens into the living room.   It is no more than 5 steps from the front door to the living room.   Not thinking ahead very well and certainly not expecting anyone to come in, Daniel had left the front door unlocked.   Opening the door, the first thing I heard was the television.   It sounded like Heather was talking and I thought she had come home early.   Excited to see her, I wasted no time in getting to the living room.   Daniel had been so completely engrossed in watching the video, that he did not even hear me come in.   He was situated so that his back was to me, and I was looking over him at the television.   My first reaction was of anger, but before I opened my mouth and said something that I am sure I would have regretted later (this is one of the things that I attribute to Heather’s influence….she is very good at teaching Anger Management) I stopped to consider the situation.   Still unaware of my presence, I stood still and watched.   Smiling at the television as I remembered that day, my anger quickly subsided and was replaced by memories as I watched.   Soon, I found myself getting that familiar stirring in my loins.   Watching my son, I was impressed at how he had developed.   Looking at him in a way that I had never done before, I noticed his muscular legs, his washboard abs, his bulging biceps, and his now massive 9 inch cock.   “Glad to see he got something from me.   Damn, makes me wish my parents hadn’t circumcised me.” I said to myself.

 

As I watched, I began to get feelings of pride.   Now I know that seems kinda weird to some of you.   Be that as it may, I am proud that my wife is as beautiful and as sexy as she is.   I am proud that my son is well endowed like his father (my 10 inch cock is displayed very nicely on television right now.   It is disappearing in and out of Heather’s mouth).   I don’t know what came over me.   Next thing I knew, I found myself saying outloud “Isn’t she something?”.

 

You would have thought a bomb had exploded in my recliner.   It was comical to watch him try to figure which was the most important thing to do first, stop the tape or put on his pants.   Unfortunately, the small table beside the chair which held the remote was just far enough away to require a long stretch to get to it.   As he reached for the remote, the chair returned itself to it’s upright position fairly quickly.   The result was Daniel, sprawled on the floor with nothing on but a T-shirt.   The television was still on and the video was still playing.   His eyes were frantically darting between the TV, me, the remote and down to his hard dick.   I was enjoying this immensely.   After he realized I was laughing uncontrollably, he began to calm down.   Soon, he accepted the fact that he had been “Busted”, and was beginning to realize just how funny the situation really was.   “God, you scared the shit out of me Dad.   What the hell are you doing home so early?”

 

I told him what happened at work and that I had the rest of the day off.   “Now I have to decide what to do about you and this new development.   Stop the tape, put your pants on and let’s talk.”

 

After complying, he sat back down (this time on the couch) and prepared for the lecture.  

 

“OK, we’re both adults here.   The way I see it, we have two issues.   Number one, it disturbs me that you felt it necessary to go exploring in my room.   What were you looking for?”

 

“I don’t know.   I thought maybe I might find a Playboy or Penthouse or something like that.   Boy, I really hit the mother lode, didn’t I?”  

 

I couldn’t help but laugh.   “Yes, you sure did.   But that doesn’t change the fact that you were digging into stuff that belonged to someone else.   That’s just plain wrong, and you know it.”

“I know.   I’m sorry.”

 

“OK.   Now that we got that out of the way, we need to tackle issue number two.   These videos are intended for private viewing.   Private as in, Mom and Myself.   .   If we had wanted you to see these tapes, we would have kept them out here by the tv.   Now, some would say that what you are feeling right now is incest.   My personal feeling is that this is not incest since she is not your real mother.   I think you are pretty fortunate that it was me that discovered you and not her.   Now, what are we going to do about it?”

 

Daniel has always been a little cocky.   I never expected it in this situation, though.   “Well, what she don’t know won’t hurt her.   I gotta be honest with you dad.   Now that I know those tapes exist, unless you burn them I’m gonna keep looking till I find them.   I just gotta see the rest of them.   She is so hot.   I closed my eyes and it was almost like I was fucking her myself.   I know I’m not supposed to feel this way about mom, but like you said………she’s not my real mom.”

 

Trying my best to maintain my composure, I took the easy way out.   “Alright, I need to think about this for awhile.   Why don’t you go upstairs and clean up and we’ll go out and grab some lunch somewhere.   Meanwhile, I’m going to try to come up with a plan for some things. “

 

Lunch was quiet.   Neither of us said a word about what happened earlier, but both of us were thinking non-stop about it.   After lunch, we got back in the car and headed home.   On the way, I finally broke the ice.   “OK, tell you what.   First, you gotta know that we aren’t doing anything behind mom’s back.   I’m going to have to have a discussion with her about this whole matter.   As it stands now, you’re just going to have to keep yourself in check and don’t do anything stupid that would ruin your chances of something that few boys your age get to experience…….and that is all I’m going to say about it until I’ve had a chance to talk to her.   She’ll be home tomorrow.   I want you to find something to do tomorrow afternoon and evening.   I want to be home alone with her to discuss this and I don’t want you to be around if the discussion goes bad.”

 

That night, neither of us slept very well.   Daniel had a million questions he wanted to ask but dared not ask any of them.   I had not given him any specifics, and his imagination was running wild.   I was in my room trying to rationalize what I was about to do.   There were all kinds of arguments in favor.   There was the “not his real mother” thing.   After all, he is 21 now so it can’t be considered child abuse.   Even as good as his body looks, you eventually have to look at the face.   Daniel is not a handsome young man.   It was a face that “only a mother could love”.   Hey, there’s another argument for……….      I was reaching.

 

Next day was a terrible day at work.   I couldn’t get my mind on my work for anything.   All I could think about was how Heather was going to react to what I had to tell her tonight.   I had pre-arranged with my boss to leave at 3 to get to the airport to pick her up.   On the way to the airport, I reviewed it over and over in my mind.   It was settled.   My mind was made up.   No turning back………     Well, but what if………….

 

Because of the new policies at the Atlanta airport, you can no longer go to the gate to meet the plane.   Consequently, we had made previous arrangements for her to call me when she gets to baggage claim and I will make my way to the curbside pickup in time to get her.   I never fail to be overwhelmed when I see her, especially after being separated for a week.   Opening my arms, she hurriedly runs to me and jumps and wraps her legs around me to hold on.   We kiss passionately and she finally lets go and plants her feet back on the ground.   As I open the truck to put her luggage in a young lady nearby says “Newlyweds?”.

 

“Young lady, we have been married over 20 years. Only tomorrow, will I ever have loved her more than today.”

 

“Awwwww!    That’s so sweet. “

 

Apparently Heather felt that it was the right thing to say.   She turned to the young lady and said “Aren’t I just the luckiest woman you have ever met?????”   Both of us smiling from ear to ear, we got in the car and drove away.

 

On the way home, Heather asks “So, what’s been going on at the house?   Is it still standing after having two bachelors living there for a whole week?”

 

“Yes, it’s still standing.   Not much has changed.” I lied.  

 

When we got home we noticed that Daniel’s car was gone.   “I wonder where he is?   I would have thought he would be here to greet me?’

 

“Maybe he is out with a girl.”

 

“Wouldn’t that be something?   Oh, I hope so.   Poor thing.   I don’t think he is ever going to find someone to pop his cherry on.”   She said smiling.

 

“Well, I for one hope he stays gone for a little while longer.   I would love to welcome you home properly.”

 

“Mmmmmm!!!    What did you have in mind, as if I didn’t know?”

 

With that, we left the bags in the car and ran upstairs to the bedroom.   Closing the door and locking it, we ripped each other’s clothes off and attacked.   Throwing her on the bed, I spread her legs and dragged her over towards the edge.   I knelt on the floor, placed her legs over my shoulders and began to give her what I knew she was needing.   Heather absolutely LOVES to have her pussy eaten.   She produces more juice than any other woman I know (not that I know that many…………well, that’s another discussion for another day).   Anyway, today was no exception.   Within seconds my face was glistening with her wetness.   Unable to hear her moans because of her thighs squeezing my head, I knew they were audible nonetheless.   After 20 years, we know each other pretty darn well.   I know exactly when an orgasm is building in her, and the one that was building now was a big one.   What sends her over the top is when I actually use my upper lip to peel back the skin covering her clitoris and once exposed, flick my tongue back and forth over the hard nub.   About 30 second of this is all it takes and I am always rewarded with a flood of liquid passion.   This is my goal.   I would much rather suck up her juice than anything……….except maybe what I was about to do to her.

 

She lay exhausted on the bed, her legs still hanging over the edge.   I climbed onto the bed and helped pull her up onto it.   Lying beside her, I on my side and her on her back, I begin to trace my fingers gently over her breasts and down her flat tummy to her nicely trimmed bush.   I know how sensitive that area is right now and avoid actually touching inside the hairline with my finger.   At this point, I know her well enough to know that there is only one thing that she wants touching that area.   Spreading her legs and positioning myself over her, I begin to rub the purple head against her.   Beginning as low as I can get, I ever so slightly slide it along the crack between the cheeks.   Working my way up to the bottom of the lips,   I separate them revealing the opening that is my target.   Glistening with her juice, I slide easily in.   Further and further I push until I am completely swallowed by her.   Then, while still inside her I lift her legs and place them over my shoulders.   This angle of entry, coupled with my full 10 inches enables me to reach her G-spot.   Touching this spot with the head, and then pushing so that it rubs ever so slightly across it while at the same time applying just enough pressure has very predictable, and consistent results.   It never fails me.   It only takes a few seconds of this treatment and Heather is beginning the signs of another intense orgasm.   Soon her body goes stiff and tightens.   Then she begins to shudder and her moans become louder and louder as she rockets over the edge of the orgasm.   Waves and waves of pleasure splash over her body as she finally opens her eyes and looks at me.   “God I missed that.   You know just what to do.   You should give lessons.”

 

Well, she opened the door.   I immediately went in.   While my cock was still inside her, I said “Well, you know that it is only because I know YOU so well.   I know which one of YOUR buttons to push to take you over the edge.   If I was going to give lessons, it would have to be on you………and that is just what I intend to do if you are willing.”   As I finished the sentence, I began my pumping.   Slowly, to insure that I lasted through the entire story that I was determined to tell, I began to tell her about coming home yesterday and spotting Daniel jacking off to one of our videos.   I told her about laughing about it, and about our conversation then and the one in the car after lunch.   I was half expecting her to immediately dismiss the idea and get mad at me for even mentioning it.   That would not only have spoiled the mood, but would probably have put me in hot water for quite awhile.  

 

But that’s not the reaction I received.   Surprisingly enough, she smiled at me and said “You know, every since that summer when I accidentally scraped my fingernail on his dick and I got another good look at it, I have had fantasies about him.   I’ve never mentioned it because I was concerned you would think I was a terrible person.”   Well, this just made me pound harder.   It was such a turn-on, that I couldn’t hold back any longer.   With one last shove, I emptied a weeks worth of semen into her.  

 

Afterwards, we lay on the bed exhausted.   In my mind, I’m wondering if her comment was made   “during the heat of the moment” or did she really fantasize about having Daniel’s cock?   It took about 10 seconds for me to get an answer.   She turned to me and raised herself up on her elbow and said “So, what’s the plan?”

 

 

END OF PART 1

 

As I walked through the hallway to the stairs I herd a mumble from upstairs. “Joe” I called. No reply. I took a few steps. “Joe.” I called again. Still no reply. I walked up to the landing where it was silent again. I stopped and strained my ears trying to hear the noise and work out what it was. It sounded again like muffled talking so I walked to Jason’s bedroom door and put my ear to it. I could hear giggling and then Joe saying something like “That’s it boys, take turns.” This normally wouldn’t have struck me as strange but it was the way he said it. He sounded like he was breathing heavily and his voice was a little shaky.

 

I lowered myself to my knees and peeked through the keyhole. At first it was a little blurry as my eyes adjusted to looking through such a small hole but then as it cleared a nearly fainted. My son Jason and David were both naked and kneeling in front of Joe. Joe’s trousers were slightly lowered and his dick was being sucked in turn by his son and then mine. I felt furious for a moment and then suddenly overcome with excitement. Joes cock was a modest length, around 7 inches and his foreskin was being pulled back skilfully with every bob of the head the boys made. My dick was now rock hard and I couldn’t help but rub it slowly through my trousers. Before I had a chance to release it and relieve myself I noticed Joe was now staring at the ceiling with his eyes closed. My son was sucking his cock at a fast pace and was somehow managing to get about three quarters of it in his mouth. The Joe shuddered and must have shot his full load into Jason’s mouth. He didn’t take it out while he came and even after he came his cock remained half way in. I could see Jason’s Neck contract and new he had simply swallowed it all in one go. He removed Joes now limp cock from his mouth and cheekily kissed the end giving a little bite to the foreskin that had slid back over the tip.

 

They began to dress and I stood quickly. Rushing downstairs I went to the front door. I heard the bedroom door open and in turn I opened the front door and then loudly closed it so that they heard. Joe rushed down the stairs to greet me and the boys followed close behind brimming with smiles.

 

We sat around for a while watching TV and I couldn’t help staring at him and then the two boys. My mind racing with images of what I had seen earlier. I desperately wanted to be a part of the fun they were having behind my back but didn’t know how. I sat in silence thinking for ages. The more I thought about it the more frustrated I became. The more I looked at the boys the more I wanted them, infact I now found myself looking at Joe’s crutch fantasising about that as well. I decided I couldn’t wait anymore. I reached for the control and switched it off. The boys groaned at me and Joe turned to ask what was up. I looked Joe dead in the eye and took a deep breath.

“I saw the boys sucking you dick through the keyhole of the bedroom door Joe.” Joe turned pale and the boys looked like they were about to pass out. “Joe started to mumble something but I raised my hand and he stopped dead in his tracks. “I just wanted to say one thing,” I paused for effect. “I want to join in.” They all looked at each other and then back to me with smiling faces.

 

The boys got up from where they were sitting and walked over. My heart was racing and no words were left in me. Jason leaned down and began to undo my belt while David unzipped my flies. My face reddened and I suddenly felt hot. My cock was hardening and by the time the boys slid my trousers down it was poking out of the front of my boxers. I have about 8 inches and its thick and uncut. Pre cum had formed just under the skin covering the tip and as Jason encircled my shaft with his small hand and pulled the skin back it formed a sticky covering to the head. I looked over at Joe he had moved from sitting next to me and was now standing naked behind the boys quickly removing there cloths. My gaze was suddenly interrupted by a feeling I had not experienced ever since my wife left. I looked down. Jason was pulling winking my cock while David slid it in and out of his mouth. His red lips were wet and coated with my pre-cum. It was amazing. I began to relax just letting the boys go to work on my cock. The slow smooth motion David had built up was making my body tense. He stopped for a moment and my son took over. The boys were both now totally naked and David turned around and began to work on his dads erect dick with the same speed and rhythm he had had with mine.

 

Jason stared into my eyes as he took about six inches of my shaft into his small mouth. It was strange watching the son my sperm had produced about to receive my load into his mouth. I slouch on the sofa and Jason stopped. He stood up and climbed on top on me spinning his body around so he had his back to me. I closed my legs and he squatted just above my wet meat. Using one had he skilfully lined it up and the gently lowered himself onto it. At first it was like the tip had hit a dead end but slowly he began to push down until the tip popped into his tight slightly brown hole. He stopped as the tip went it and the moment later he pushed down again and my dick began to slowly work its way deeper inside him. It was like my cock was in a clamp as the walls of his anus gripped and released as the full 8 inches finally went in. The heat around my shaft was incredible and watching his slowly move up and down so it slid in and out numbed me for a moment. What a sight.

 

Joe was walked to where I sat and got into the same position as me. His son David squatted over his dick and in no time at all we were side-by-side watching our boys ride our cocks at a steady pace.

 

I could feel Jason’s smooth hairless balls gently slap mine as he moved up and down. I sat up a little and reached round him gently playing with his dick but being careful not to break the pace that he was going at. His dick was a good 5 inches and hard. I began to slowly rub it back and forth and in turn Jason started to moan. “Ah dad it feels really good.” His dick was beginning to squelch as his pre-cum lubricated my strokes and I could feel his balls and shaft begin to tighten. As they tightened so did his arse and that made me suddenly realise I was about to cum. “i’m going to cum” I shouted and Jason sped up his pace really pounding my cock into him. That was it. My cum shot deep inside his hot hole and by the way it felt I knew It was more than I had ever released before. At least 7 or 8 thick loads shot deep inside his shit hole. My son shooting his thick creamy sperm into the air shortly followed me. Some dribbled down his shaft onto my hand and it felt really sticky and warm.

 

I turned to Joe who looked as if he was absolutely loving every minute of his son riding his cock. He looked back at me. “Do you want to finish me off?” I felt shocked but agreed. I had gone this far. David slowly lifted off his dads brown stained cock and I moved onto the floor in front of him. Without hesitating I took the plunge. Feeding his cock into my mouth. It tasted a little bitter with the shit from his sons arse but it wasn’t horrible. After sucking for about 2 minutes I took a breather wanking him off. My son Jason was busy getting his arse licked by David. My cum was still dribbling out of his hole and David was licking up every drop. He then stood behind my son and slid his 4 inches into him. It went in with ease as my sticky fluid had lubbed the hole nicely.

 

Turning my attention back to Joe I continued to bob up and down slowly removing the brown tint with my saliva. “I’m going to shoot” and just as he said shoot I felt the hot liquid fill my mouth. I swallowed the first two loads and the savoured the taste or the next three. Letting the cum wash over my tongue finally enjoying the feeling of it sliding down into my stomach.

 

Both Joe and me sat watching the boys fuck until finally David spunked up my sons shit hole.

 

I was in a daze and after a while we all decided to get together regularly. The boys told me that Joe had not only been fucking them but also a few of their mates from school. As it turned out some of them were even younger.

 

That will be told in the next story.

 

"Just went for a walk over to the creek and back. I'm just not use to sitting around in the morning so I thought I'd go for a walk and see the whole property and check out for any chores that needed doing." I replied as I walked up to her. She reached out and put her arms around me and gave me a deep kiss. She had her breasts pressed hard against my body and I let my thigh find it's way between her legs, feeling the heat emitting from her pussy. I was still turned on from the scene I had seen down by the creek.

 

"Not so fast now son, we don't want to jump the gun here. There's nothing I would like more than to fuck you right here and now, but that would spoil your lunch, and believe me, you don't want to spoil your lunch." She said as she pulled away and disappeared into the house.

 

I followed   and found Elaine in the kitchen working. "Go into the dining room darling, Lunch will be served momentarily." I made my way to the dining room and saw one place set at the head of the table with mom and my sister Denise standing on each side of the chair, both dressed similar in shorts and halter tops.

 

"Come and sit down Don, all three of us will be serving you your lunch today." Mom instructed. Elaine came in carrying a plate of food consisting of cold cuts, pickles, fruit and other things. She smiled at me and moved beside Denise. All three bent over and kissed me on the lips and cheeks at the same time, pushing their breasts towards me as they did so.

 

"We are all going to feed you lunch Don. You won't even have to use your hands, and you'll have us for your serving dishes." Elaine explained, while all three of them giggled. "You start Denise." They pulled my chair back a bit from the table and Denise stood in front of me. She removed her skimpy little top allowing her breast to fall free. She turned and picked up an olive and put it in her mouth, holding it in her teeth. She bent and put her mouth against mine and pushed the olive in with her tongue. As I chewed the olive she turned again and came back with another that she placed in my mouth again, this time snaking her tongue in at the same time.

 

This went on for some time with an assortment of pickles, olives and other similar appetizers. As she did this Mom and Elaine stood behind me not making a move or saying a word. Denise moved away and Aunt Elaine replaced her. She also removed her top and brought my lips to her nipple where she feed me some of her milk to wash down the food with. Next she picked a piece of cheese off the plate which was moulded into a little cup which she place over her nipple and pushed into my mouth. As I mouthed the cheese off she squeezed her breast shooting a stream of her milk into my mouth at the same time.

 

After a few pieces of cheese she placed a small bite-size piece of meat on her nip and brought that to my lips, which I eagerly gobbled up. This continued for some time and she would add a cracker to the mix, just for enhancement. While she did this, Mom stayed behind me saying nothing. Denise had gone to one side and leaned over me pressing her tits into my neck and sticking her tongue in my ear or licking my face while Elaine fed me. Although there wasn't a whole lot of stuff going on I found myself being totally aroused by the food being served to me in this way.

 

After having my fill of milk coated cold cuts and cheeses Aunt Elaine stepped aside and stood to my left, pressing her wet breast against my shoulder just like her niece. Mom was next and I waited in anticipation for my next course. She moved in front of me and, like the others, removed her halter top. She then removed her shorts exposing her neatly trimmed pussy, glistening with moisture.

 

My cock was rock hard now and the bulge in the front of my pants was not only noticeable, but also uncomfortable. She reached down and loosened my belt and pulled my zipper down. She stopped there and I, not being able to stand the pressure any longer, reached down and pulled my cock and let it spring out. The ladies on each side of me sighed with delight, as my cock swayed back and forth in it's new found freedom.

 

I focused again on mom who was still standing in front of me as if waiting for me to pay attention only on her. I looked up expectantly, being returned an inviting smile. She moved back and sat well on the side of the table and reached back to the tray and brought a strawberry forward. She put her feet up on the chair seat beside me and spread her knees far apart. She reached down with her free hand and pulled her pussy lips apart, exposing her engorged clitoris and the wide opening of her cunt. She then took her other hand, the one with the strawberry in it, and placed the fruit into the opening of her cunt, coating it with her own juices.

 

When she was satisfied she pulled it out and reached towards me, inviting me to eat from her hand. I bent forward and chomped on the strawberry, devouring the thing in one bite. She repeated the selection again, except this time she left the strawberry sitting in the opening of her cunt. She beckoned me forward and, with a little assistance from the ladies on each side of me, I leaned forward and stuck my head between her legs and pulled the wet fruit out with my lips and teeth.

 

I swallowed it down immediately, and seeing that I was down there anyway, I decided to take advantage of the position and ran my tongue along her pussy, from her piss hole all the way down to her cunt. Mom let out a moan but immediately started pressing my head away, obviously not wanting me to stray to far from their plans for my birthday. The feasting continued on the various fruits and meats being served to me by way of mom's cunt.

 

After washing down the last bit with a suck on Elaine's milk filled breasts I actually felt like I was full and leaned back in my chair waiting to see what would be next. Elaine and Denise washed mom's pussy juice off my face with their tongues and when they were done stood up beside mom.

 

"Your fat hard cock is almost too much for us to resist but our plan is to serve you completely, so unless you tell us you want one of us to lick, suck or fuck you, we will not be making any moves on our own, except for our entertaining you for your pleasure." Although it was mom that spoke, the two others stood there nodding and staring down at my raging hard-on.

 

"Remember son, prolonging the excitement and therefore the orgasm can greatly enhance the result. But it is entirely your decision, and I know any one of us would be more than happy to give you your first fuck as an eighteen year old." I was pretty excited but my cock had lost some of it's stiffness after mom's speech so I thought I'd just go with the flow for awhile. I had already made up my mind that Denise would be my first fuck of the day anyway, she had teased me long enough and I was looking forward to burying my big prick into her tight little pussy. As much as mom and Elaine turned me on by their wanton behavior, fucking Denise had pre-occupied my mind almost entirely since the beginning of the summer.

 

"Well I don't want to ruin your plans so whatever you have in mind is fine by me. I do have one request though, my first fuck is my choice, and how we go about it. So if your plans stray from that wish of mine than that's just too bad," I told them.

 

"Don't worry son, we will honor that wish of yours, just tell us when your ready. Now for our agenda. We thought you'd probably want to go for your regular swim today so we have a little something special worked out for your there. Of course Elaine has to feed the baby before that so if you want to relax before your swim that would be fine also. After an afternoon by the pool, where you can fuck whichever one of us you want of course, than we will get supper ready.

 

"You said you wanted to BBQ so we have bought some filet steak and Denise bought some lobster tails. After supper we wanted to give you a fashion show, something to set the mood, if you get my drift. Besides those things everything else that happens is entirely up to you. All three of us are totally at your whim and under your complete control."

 

The three of them then wrapped their arms around each other, with mom in the middle, and leaned down and kissed me, Elaine and Denise on each cheek and mom sticking her sword like tongue into my mouth. Denise also reached over and gave my cock a squeeze and a stroke. My head was swimming with the possibilities of have these three at my beck and call for the entire day, and night of course.

 

"Why don't you and Elaine take care of the baby and the lunch stuff," I said directly to mom, "whatever you have planned for the pool, I will meet you all out there in about an hour. Denise is coming upstairs with me for a moment so I can discuss something with her." Mom and Elaine just smiled and went about their business, not bothering to put their clothes back on.

 

Watching them move around almost totally naked, along with the fact that Denise still had her hand wrapped around my cock, got the old juices flowing, and my cock quickly surged up. Denise was smiling like she was being treated special but all I wanted to do was talk to her a bit, remembering moms advise that prolonging the stimulation would ultimately enhance the experience.

 

We went upstairs to my room, Denise had a tough time holding on to my boner all the way up the stairs but she managed to somehow. After closing the door I told her to sit on the chair while I stood in front of her, my cock swinging back and forth in front of her face. She watched it like she was hypnotized and I could not help but smile at the change that had come over her in the last few weeks. Going from what would be considered a self-centered bitch to a generally submissive young lady that smiled a bit easier now although you could still see some of her inherent wildness in her eyes.

 

At the end of the day I loved her as much now as I did six weeks ago but the relief I have enjoyed from her constant sexual teasing had definitely enhanced our relationship. I know I had changed also, being more assertive and a little less tense (who wouldn't be less tense after my recent adventures!). "Well sis, why do you think I asked you to come up here," I asked wanting to find out what she may have been expecting.

 

"I hope you want me to suck that cock of yours, I don't know how long I can sit here watching it wave back and forth like that," She replied.

 

"Well to tell you the truth that's not why I wanted you up here alone, I wanted to share something with you about what I want for my birthday. However, you can suck me while I talk, just make sure you listen and don't let me blow." She immediately grabbed by hard cock in her two hands and pulled me towards he waiting mouth. God it felt so warm and lushes I just about blew my load the second she touched her tongue to the pulsating head of my cock. I was determined to save that for later though and told her to ease into it and as soon as any pre-come came out of the tip she was to stop.

 

"So here's the deal sis," I started, "I think I want to have a little fun teasing mom and Elaine for a change and I figure you're just the person to help me out. I will be fucking you first tonight, I've only been horny to stick my cock in your tight little pussy for years now and I think I am probably as frustrated as you are having to wait so long just because Elaine though you should be punished." A Mmmmm of approval came from around her cock filled mouth as I told her this.

 

"I knew you would be happy about that. The neat thing is that even though you and I know who gets it first I don't want them to know. I want to see just how far either one of them will go to be my birthday fuck. Keep your head cool and don't give this away by acting weird. I also want you to go and find some soft rope and strips of cloth that we can tie them up with. I don't want them to even be able to touch themselves while I slip my cock into you. I've decided to see just how serious they are about me having my every whim come true, and you get to be on the winning side for a change."

 

It's funny how I had so easily came up with a plan without really thinking about it. It just seemed that it was time to take mom up on her offer and I thought that testing the boundaries would be just the thing. As long as I kept talking to Denise my orgasm seemed to hold itself back without too much effort but as soon as I stopped to think I could feel by balls start to contract getting ready to spew. Finally I had to reluctantly push her head away to get control of myself.

 

I walked over to the bed and started taking my clothes off hoping that Denise would give me a bit of a breather to help me along. She was a good girl and I managed to get naked without any interference. I went to the bathroom and grabbed my Speedo's to put on and when I came back Denise was sitting cross-legged on the bed with this grin on her face that showed me she was getting into my game plan. My cock had softened enough for me to barely stuff it into the swim suit.

 

"Why do you even bother?," Denise asked from the bed, "it usually takes about 3 seconds before those things are off anyway. Were you serious about me being the first or are you just teasing me again?" she asked, almost pouting in anticipation.

 

"Good question but as the day goes on I think you will see the proof in my actions. Just remember don't give our secret away and follow my lead. Now go put on the skimpiest bikini you have and find those things I told you to." I had gotten use to given Denise orders in this manner and she didn't seem to object at all so she just smiled and left the room without another word.

 

I sat down for a few minutes contemplating life and my future considering the changes over the last few weeks. It wasn't that long ago that I thought the only thing I wanted to do was leave home, get away from my bitch of a sister, and have some fun. The reality now was that I could get fucked by any one of the three beautiful sluts that I had at my beck and call and not have to worry about where my next lay was coming from.

 

The only resistance I had to that idea was the pleasure and anticipation I was getting from my earlier encounter with the young teenagers down by the river. Maybe it was the whole idea of being with some people closer to my own age or maybe it was just the thought of breaking a few virgin pussies open and popping a real cherry or two. It didn't really matter because I was looking forward to the creek activities tomorrow and I helping out a fellow male that seemed to be sliding into the same sexual teasing that my sister had put me through, even though he was a couple of years younger than I was when he first started to be exposed to his sister and cousin sexually.

 

I got to the pool without encountering anyone and did my usual laps without anyone else around. I was laying on a lounge chair in the shade of one of the poolside umbrellas when the three of them came through the patio doors, all with white robes wrapped around them, covering what I new to be three of the most sexy bodies on the three sluttish pussies in the state.

 

They all came over to the chair and stood in front smiling, not saying a word. Denise winked at me as all three slowing untied the belts to their robed and let them slide off their shoulders and onto the pool deck. They all had the same style of bikini on but in different colors, red, white and blue. When I had told Denise that I wanted her to wear her skimpiest bikini the one I had in mind was a nuns habit compared to what they were wearing now.

 

I had to figure a few trips into Portland had been made without my knowledge to get these things made up. No way could Elaine buy an off the shelf swim ware that would fit around her massive milk filled tits. First, imagine a piece of triangular material about the same area of a dollar bill (or less) pasted on the nipples and areolas of an average C cup sized tit. Now leaving the triangle cloth the same size, picture it on Denise and her 38DD's, Mom with here 40' double E's and of course Elaine with her massive G cup 44' tits jiggling at the slightest movement of her body.

 

In unison they all moved their legs about two feet apart to give me a better look at the bottoms. They were all cut very high on the outer hips and quickly dropped down in a sharp V to just above their pussies. The material then came together to a strip that went straight down covering their slit and then around to their backside. It was obvious that they had all trimmed or shaved their cunts, probably bare, because not a curl was showing. The material was no more than an inch and a half covering their pussy opening and the swell of their mounds on either side was enough to make anyone come on the spot. If the V cut was any lower their clits would be exposed, something that seemed very appealing to me at the time.

 

In unison again they all turned and gave a from behind view. Not unexpectedly the three showed the strip coming around from the front and going straight up the crack of their ass in a thong style. For the most part the strip was buried between those fine fleshy cheeks until it reappeared at the base of their tailbone. All three reached back and spread their cheeks for me as the bent at the hips, as if to verify that there was indeed a cloth strip there.       

 

They all turned around again and stood in front of me with their arms wrapped around each others shoulders, mom in the middle with Elaine pressed tight against her right breast and Denise pressed tight against her left. They were giggling as mom started to speak, "Well what will it be son, do you want to a suck or a fuck or both? We are at your disposal, your wish is our command."

 

An image of the three of them kneeling in front of me on all their hands and knees, with their asses high in the air, and their dripping pussies waiting for me to go from one to the other sliding my hard cock into each one in turn. I however had made other plans and as much as that appealed to me I wanted to set the correct mood.

 

"I've been pondering my options as I sit here considering your beauty and in light of our most recent activities I think I would like to have a competition to see who my first fuck as an eighteen year old will be. So until later this evening each one of you will have the opportunity to prove to me that you should be the one. As I am the only judge, and I am setting all the rules than I see no reason to explain my judging criteria or what the actual rules are. You will all respond to my requests in any way you see fit. The only thing you have to know is that I do not want to blow my load until I am actually fucking the winner so there will be no cock play unless I initiate it.

 

"So to start with I want to see which one of you can do the kinkiest thing for me. Each one of you will have a chance while the other two wait their turns in the house, and you have to promise me that there will be no peaking. Elaine you will be first and you can take as long as you like to prepare, I will just sit here with the others while you dream up something for me. Now don't be shy just remember what the prize is."

 

Elaine left and I suggested that the other two go for a quick dip in the pool while she got her act together. I watch them walk over to the pool their tight asses wiggling back and forth. They stepped into the shallow end talking to each other, probably about my contest, as they walked into deeper water. Soon they were swimming together and after a few laps decided to get out.

 

Watching them hoist themselves up the pool ladder was enough to make be blow my wad right then. There's something about the wet material of the bikini top and the way it clings to their tits with their hardened nipples standing out that cannot be resisted. As they came over to the patio they patted themselves dry with nearby towels.

 

"Take your tops off and let me look at those fine hard nipples," I commanded. They both complied immediately and, coming over to my chair, bent over slightly at the waist allowing their tits to hang down in front of my face. "Now rub your own tits and squeeze the nipples real hard and pull on them, I want to see which one of you can stretch their nipples the most."

 

They both followed my instructions immediately and it was obvious that mom would win this little contest easily. She pinched her nipples and after rolling them in her fingers for a few seconds stretched them to at least two inches away from their normal position. She continued to twirl them back and forth between her thumb and forefinger as she did this. Denise didn't even try to match mom but had managed to squeeze and pull her nipples to the point where they had swollen larger than I had ever seen them before. Mom's softer breasts clearly gave her the advantage.

 

I finally told them to stop as Elaine walked out of the house in a full length robe carrying a bag, ready for her kinky show. I told the two others to leave and that mom had earned the right to go next. I also reminded them that I would be on the lookout for spy's trying to find out the level of competition. Before they left I whispered to Denise that she would be last but not to worry about a show for me, as she was in the winners circle anyway.

 

As soon as they had entered the house Elaine turned back to me. Smiling slyly she preceded to remove her robe revealing her magnificent body. It still amazed me that she had retained so much of her young firm looks even though she had had a baby within the last 8 months and was still breast feeding. She stood there and gently massaged her tits causing the nipples to harden and little milk droplets to appear on the end of her nipples.

 

She grabbed on of the towels and laid it on the patio in front of my chair. She opened her bag pulling out a little device with a glass container attached to the bottom and a horn shaped cup on the front. It had a cord on it and she walked over to the side yard and returned pulling on an extension cord and plugged in the device. Kneeling on the towel she brought the horn portion to her breast and flicked the on switch which caused the machine to start humming. She placed the thing over her nipple which was immediately sucked into the device.

 

After a bit of adjusting and squeezing her breast meat behind her nipple, a steady flow of breast milk started filling up the glass. I had never seen her use a breast pump before. The flow of milk was fascinating though and it amazed me how much actually came out in such a short period of time. She repeated the procedure on the other breast until the glass was full. She then unscrewed the glass bottle and set it aside and returned the machine to the bag and the extension cord to its storage place.

 

Next she sat on the blanket with her legs sprawled out in front of her forming a perfect V leading to her pussy. She played with her clit for a few minutes getting herself juiced up even more. She then reached into the bag and brought out a large rubber syringe, the type women use for douching, and filled the bulb with the milk in the jar. I watched growing excited because it was obvious that she was going to squirt the milk into her cunt.

 

Leaning back on one elbow she brought the tip of the syringe to her cunt, inserted as far as she could and emptied the milk into her wet tunnel. She lay back on the blanket, pulled her feet up so her knees were up and spread wide offering a full view of her pussy. A little of the white liquid was dribbling out but for the most part the bulk of the milk was still in her vagina. It then appeared that she contracted the muscles in her cunt and shot a stream of milk and pussy juice out.

 

I was totally amazed at her dexterity and the distance that the milk actually traveled before splattering all over the patio steps. As she did this several times I remembered the massage that her cunt gave my cock during some of our fuck sessions and how she seemed able to milk the come right out of my balls. Her control over her vagina muscles was extraordinary. The thought of it, plus watching the white stream of milk flowing from her cunt was making me forget about my promise to Denise and want to jump Elaine's bones right then and there.

 

After she had emptied the jar she stood up and walked over to the chase lounge I was on and straddled the chair until she had to lower the top part to allow her to position her pussy right above my face. Milk was still dripping out so I stuck my tongue out and caught a few drops on it. She slowly lowered her pussy to my face further and I was soon engulfed in her love pit with the smell of her combined juices filling my nostrils and wetting my oral cavity.

 

Elaine came as I was sucking her clit, not unlike I have sucked her milk filled tit. She ground her twat into my face and I could feel my cock strain for release and realized I was almost beyond the point of no return. After finishing her orgasm Elaine stood and asked if I wanted her to settle on down on my obviously needy cock. As much as I wanted to, I still had a mission and sent her into the house and instructed her to send my mom out next, but tell her to wait for at least 30 minutes first so I would have time to relax.

 

I watched her leave towards the house and it took all my willpower to not jump up and fuck that beautiful ass as she wiggled her way back to the house. She must have felt my gaze on her because she turned her head and pursed her lips at me blowing me a kiss. What made Elaine's effort so kinky for me was the contrast between using her mother's milk as the food source for her beautiful, angelic baby, while a the same time providing it to me in such a manner. I guess if she had filled her ass with milk and squirted it out all over me it would have been kinkier. Maybe next time.

 

I got up and dived into the pool, the cool water helping to relieve the tension on my aching cock. I wondered how much more of this I could take, the constant denial of the physical release I needed. After a couple of laps I regained my resolve to stick to my plan, I wanted my first fuck with my sister to be extremely satisfying, especially for me. I did a few slow laps on my back before getting out of the water and drying myself off.

 

As I settled back on the lounge in the shade, the patio door to the house opened and mother walked out. She was also carrying a bag and a fresh drink in her hand. She slowly walked towards me and handed me the drink, the cool condensation on the glass feeling refreshing to my hand. I rolled the glass across my forehead to transfer the cool wet feeling where I needed it the most.

 

Meanwhile mom had removed her robed revealing that, like Aunt Elaine, she was also naked underneath. She sat down on a large towel she had spread on the patio and crossed her legs exposing her moist bald pussy to me.

 

"You know son, when I was a young girl like your sister, I didn't have access to the types of pleasure devices she can use anytime she wants now. We had the same needs and wants, but there were not any stores we could go to buy such devices. They had just started to open up the sex business back then and most of the stores were remote and girls my age would never be caught entering one. So we had to make do.

 

I remember the first time I shoved a foreign object into my cunt besides my finger. I knew about sex of course, my cousin Jane had given me all the details based on her experience with her brother Bob. When she told me about him sticking his fat cock in her I didn't believe it at first. Two fingers was the max I had ever tried and that had felt tight enough. She showed me though.

 

We were in my bedroom one night that she was sleeping over. She had related her story about her brother walking into the bathroom unannounced one day completely naked. She was sitting on the john having a piss when the door opened. He was preoccupied and it took him a few seconds to realize that she was there. That was enough time for her to get a good look at his cock and instead of screaming or anything she just sat there with her mouth hanging open.

 

He was a few years older and had been lusting about his little sister for over a year and seeing that she didn't yell and scream he decided to make his move. He smiled down at her while grabbing his cock by his fingers and started whipping it back and forth making it grow slowly. She asked him what he was doing and he just laughed and said that she seemed so interested in the soft version he just assumed she would like to see it at it's fullest.

 

We had heard about erections at health classes in school but never thought of them more than a hardened penis. She just continued to sit there and all of a sudden she was looking in the eye of an eight inch long pulsating snake. She couldn't believe that it would actually fit into a vagina and told him so. He just laughed and basically the rest is history. He had her suck him off in the john that day before their parents came home from work, and the next weekend he took her cherry and made a believer out of her.

 

"Anyway, she proved to me that a cunt was a very flexible organ and I just thought that you may be interested in some of the objects all women have used over the ages when a man with a nice hard cock is not available." With that said she reached into her bag and pulled out a hair brush.

 

The handle was long and round, but not very thick. "This is a common first for a lot of girls, probably because they are easily available in a girls bedroom. Personally my first hairbrush was wonderful because unlike this one it had a nice wooden handle, not this cheap plastic crap. Anyway, here goes." She then spread her legs and after smearing a bit a lubricant from the bag on the handle, she inserted it easily into her cunt. She smiled up at me and after sliding it in and out a few times she pulled it out and put it down. Next she pulled out a thick orange carrot from the bag. It was a bit thicker and longer than the hairbrush handle, and not nearly as smooth.

 

"Not surprisingly the next most convenient cock-like objects are a variety of foods, particularly vegetables. A carrot was my first food item, and I think one of my favorites because of the various shapes and sizes, the rough exterior and they are typically available year round. I leave the peel on because the juice from inside the carrot turns your cunt orange if you use them too much."

 

This one was long and pointy and she surprised me by putting the thick end in first and after inserting it just left the narrow end stick out of her hole like a thick orange hair. She would grab the end and pull it out about three quarters of the way and let go. The carrot would slip back in on it's own, probably because of it's shape. She finally pulled it out and put it aside also. "I've used parsnips also, they tend to be a bit fatter, and we all like big fat things in us," she stated while eyeing my throbbing cock.

 

"Put it in your ass," I said suddenly without even knowing why.

"I don't know son, I've never done that before." She replied, as surprised as I was by my demand.

 

"Go ahead than mom, a new experience for both of us than." I said encouragingly.

"If that's what you want my dear, than that's what you get." She then quickly, bite of the really thin end of the carrot, coated it with the cream and leaning back on her elbows, spread the cheeks of her ass and inserted the carrot, starting with the narrow end first. She slowly pushed it in and stopped with about an inch of it still out. After relaxing with it in her asshole for a bit, she lowered her legs and sat up a bit more.

"Of course we didn't stop with carrots and as soon as I was able I borrowed one of these babies from my mom's fridge," she said reaching in the bag and pulling out a long thin English style cucumber. The first two inches where about the same size as the thick end of the carrot sticking out of here ass, but it quickly fattened up to be about twice or even three times the diameter. She didn't even bother lubing this up as her cunt was now freely flowing with juice caused by her previous insertions.

 

After rubbing the long green vegetable along her pussy getting it nice and moist while stimulating her clit, she suddening tipped the fat end towards me and jammed the thing up her cunt hard and fast. I was surprised by the swiftness of the insertion, the aggressiveness of it and the fact that she continued to pump it in and out obviously going for an orgasm. As her left hand pumped her right was tweaking her clit.

 

She came fast and violently, the cucumber glistening with her juices as she leaned back on her elbows with it laying on the towel in front of her. Her cunt was gaping open, with juices seeping out and onto the towel. She reached into the bag again and pulled out a banana which she slowly peeled entirely, discarding the peel while looking me straight in the eye. She took the fruit and inserted it ever so slowly and carefully into her pussy. It went in easily because her cunt was still gaping from the cucumber.

 

After getting the banana nicely coated with her love juice, she pulled it out and put it in her mouth, like she was deep throating it and slowly pulled it out through her lips. It was clean of her juice and she again shoved it ion her cunt getting it all creamy and upon taking it out she handed it to me and told me to eat if I desired.

 

I very much did and chomped down on the fruit mixing her hot juice with the mushy fruit. She reached over and tipped the bag over and out came a variety of objects, all shaped more or less like a cock. "As extreme and wanton some of these items are, there is nothing like the real thing, she said as she stared at my cock.

 

I couldn't believe all the weird things that had been in the bag. A empty pop bottle, one of those miniature baseball bats, several candles, a kitchen whisk, and a few others also from the kitchen. Without saying anything I pointed to the whisk, it was about the weirdest one and seeing that it was not solid, just those long wires looped together with a handle at one end, I had to see her stuff it in there.

 

Smiling she said it was her favorite and grabbing the handle she spread her lips apart with one hand wand pushed the springy object in with the other. After the bulging part was in she moved the handle back and forth and around in circles, pressing the wires against the inside walls of her vagina. She moaned and said, "why don't you just fuck me now son, I know you want to and I really need that bug fat cock of yours in my cunt." She pulled the whisk out and pointed to her pussy as she said this. I was sure tempted but I had resolve to keep my goal clear in my mind and that was to fuck my sister tonight first, not my mother.

 

"You know the rules mom, I will decide who gets to sit on my cock after Denise does her show. So if you are done, go and ask her to join me out here. When she is done we should be preparing supper so start getting everything ready in the kitchen." I said this with a strong tone of authority in my voice, both so she got the message and I didn't lose my control and fuck her right now.

 

"Fine then, I can wait, because there is no way that little girl of mine can beat this for pure slut kinkiness." I thought she was finished but she definitely got down and dirty. She got up and turned her back to me and squatted down like she was doing a deep knee bend. She leaned forward with her round ass facing me and her asshole, still full of carrot, looking me straight in the eye. She then proceeded to push the carrot out of her anus like she was having a shit. It slowly slid out, taking what seemed to be forever, and landed on the towel at my feet.

 

That was pretty kinky alright and I had to admit that if the contest wasn't rigged for Denise to win, I'd say that little piece of work would have won it entirely for mom. I made a note to make sure she got fucked second for her efforts, maybe even up the ass in remembrance of her performance here this afternoon.  

 

My cock was aching now, it had been so hard for so long without any relief in sight. After a few minutes Denise came out dressed in my favorite string bikini. She walked over and stood at the foot of the lounge with her hands on her hips, "What now little bro, or are you going to make me perform for you too?" she asked knowingly.

 

"No, I can hardly stand it," I replied, "my cock is sore from being so hard and I have to save myself for when I fuck you after dinner sweet sister. Lets go for a walk and I can tell you what happened to me this morning and how we are going to have some fun tomorrow." I got up and quickly dived in the water to clean the sweat off me and cool off by boner. I climbed out a little more comfortable now and Denise and I went around to the barn and into the shade caused by the big old building.

 

I told her of my experience by the creek this morning, (Crazy Summer Part 3, email rabbits@ehmail.com if you need a copy) and about my plan for the next day and suggested that she could be part of it. She said she'd like that and we worked out a bit of a plan on how we would have a good time ourselves, each get at least one virgin, and hopefully teach a couple of teenage girls about the importance of not teasing guys with their sexuality.

 

We made it back to the house and went upstairs and changed for dinner. I BBQed the steak and lobster and we sat outside on the patio eating and drinking our fill just like a normal family gathering for a birthday. I opened my gifts, mostly clothes and a few personal items. We sat around the living room talking quietly while Elaine fed the baby and when she had finally fell asleep, all three of the ladies got up to leave. As they were leaving I stopped Denise and made sure she had collected the items I had asked her to earlier and put them in the recreation room downstairs.

 

I checked out the recreation room while I waited for the ladies to join me again. Besides the big screen television and the pool table, there was an exercise area with a stationary bike, treadmill, punching bag and heavy bag. This was going to work was even better than I thought. The bags were adjacent to the pool table. I lifted them off their ceiling hooks and set them to the side. I went to the storage room and pulled out some foam mattresses that were in there and placed them on top of the pool table and quickly went back upstairs and opened a bottle of wine and glasses and went to wait for my real birthday surprise.

 

My mother came down first dressed in a full length, black gown. It was split up the front and I could easily see her sheer black nylons being held up by lacy garters. The top was loose fitting but low cut enough to provide an awesome view of her awesome tits. Her hair was piled on top of her head completely exposing her neck and shoulders. She also has a choker type string of black pearls accenting her throat. She came in and picked up one of the glasses of wine I had poured and turned just as Aunt Elaine came down the stairs.

 

Elaine's outfit reminded me of one of the first times I can actually remember getting a hard-on when I was a kid. I had found an old copy of Playboy in my dad's workroom. Although tame by today's standards, the thing I remember most was not the traditional centerfold shot, although that was very interesting, it was a series of picture from some Playboy mansion event that showed had a picture of a bountiful young lady in a Bunny outfit. I am sure that that image, along with my moms great chest, is what confirmed me as a titman.

 

The material was this blue satin that clung to her body. The color was the first thing that triggered my memory. The way it kind of fit her body without looking tight was the second thing. When she entered the room the clincher was the shelf that had been formed under the dress to hold her massive breasts up, and out, and barely staying retained within the confines of the material. It wrapped aroing her thin waist and flared out at the hips to thee back with something that made her as look quite large and pointing up. The front of her legs were completely exposed allowing me to catch a glimpse of her panty covered pussy. She joined her sister and turned to wait for my sister.

 

Denise was perfect. I'm pretty sure she was dressed to suit the evening. I don't know where to start. From the bottom up. Black flats shoes, very conservative. White stockings that stopped just above her knees with cute little pink flowers surrounding the tops. Six to eight inches of soft creamy thigh followed by a short pleated skirt, red plaid. Her thin waist was encased in a black leather belt which looked like it was about two inches tighter than her waist. Tucked into the belt was a crisp white blouse, about one size too small. The buttons in front of her tits looked like they would pop on a deep breath, creating an opening that gave me a peek at a white bra underneath. The classic private-schoolgirl slutty outfit.

 

My cock was hard and sore, I knew I wasn't going to be able to hold off long, so once Denise joined us I told them the plan. "We are going to go downstairs where I will announce the winner of today's best slut in the house contest. Bring the wine Denise, and you should probably grab another bottle, we may get thirsty. Although they all tried to grab an arm or my crotch, I held fast and told them all to wait until we were all ready.

 

Once downstairs I lined them all up against the pool table and told them there would be no speaking or movement unless requested by me. I went over to the table where Denise had left some nice soft ropes and scarves. I picked up one of each and went back to the girls. I called Denise forward first and tied her hands in front of her and put a scarf around her eyes as a blindfold. I positioned her if front of me and guided her over to a sofa on the other side of the room. My cock was already hard a I pressed it firmly against her ass which caused her to wiggle her hips even more as we walked. I whispered to her as I sat her on the couch that this was all for show and in a few minutes she would be joining me again and the real fun would begin.

 

I went back to where my mom and aunt stood where they seemed pleased at Denise's early dismissal. I pretended to be mad because they had whispered to each other while I was guiding Denise to the couch. I requested that they both remove their dresses, with each other's help of course, and show me what they were wearing underneath, and reminded them not to talk and there would be no contact of a sexual nature unless I requested it. Mom turned her back to Elaine and had her pull the long zipper down. She pulled the material in front of her breasts away from her body and let the dress fall down where she carefully stepped out of it. Because the dress was strapless she needed a special type of corset to hold her plentiful breasts up, this also being strapless. Everything was in a satiny white finish and was very sexy. Her breasts were encased in the material but the tops were visible and jiggled with every movement of her upper body. The stiff material of the corset clung to her ribcage and abdomen and flared out at her hips. I could she her pussy covered with the same type of material but could not tell if they were part of the corset or separate. Long garter straps came out from underneath and held up the stockings that covered her legs.

 

She turned towards me with a smile on her face as she ran her hands down from the side of her tits to her hips obviously trying to entice me. I reminded her that I had said no sexual touching was allowed and proceeded to tie her hands in front of her to prevent any further transgressions. I tied her very securely leaving a long length to be used later once Elaine was also tied. My aunt had my mom unzip her and turned toward me, her face expressionless, but she clearly figured that she had an advantage because she had not been tied up yet.

 

She reached up and carefully pulled the shoulder straps of her dress down and off her arms. The huge tits still held the dress up even though it was no longer wrapped tightly around her body. She hooked her thumbs into the material on each side of her breasts and peeled it slowly down revealing a shelf of stiff lacy bra material holding her tit-flesh up. I had never seen anything else like it. Two shallow cups where her tits lay, two thirds of the big round aureoles exposed along with her stiff nipples. The back straps of the bra were at least six inches wide to give the support needed to hold those beauties up. Separate, but directly underneath the bra was a waist cincher that made her figure truly hourglass shaped. It reminded me of some pictures I had seen of ladies from a couple of centuries ago where the aim was to make their waists as slim as possible by tying these types of garments on them. Except for her high heels, Elaine had no other clothes on, so I could clearly she her puffy moist cunt between her legs.

 

"Very nice," I commented to the older ladies. My cock was straining against the crouch of my pants, eager to get out and have some fun. Elaine was starting to fidget, probably from just wanting to get fucked so bad. I decided to tease her a bit so I went over and ran my hands lightly over the mounds of flesh being presented to me by this wonderful bra she was wearing. My fingers brushed over her nipples and she moaned and leaned her body forward, trying to press her tits into my hands harder. I quickly stepped back and reprimanded her for not following the no sexual movement rule and tied her hands up in the same manner as my mothers. I turned to my mom and asked if she could follow the rules better than that to which she nodded. I told her to go and get her daughter and assist her back to here, making sure not to touch her any more than necessary. She did as requested and when she returned with Denise I asked Elaine and get one of the two scarves that were still left.

 

I had her blindfold my mother and told her to go and stand about six feet away and enjoy the performance. I told the two blindfolded ones they had to take off my trousers and shirt, but were not allowed to make any sexual contact unless requested. I got a certain amount of unexpected pleasure watching these two fumble their way around, dressed so sexually, and not being allowed to speak to coordinate their movements. Finally they had my shirt off, and my pants undone, and as they pulled them down my hard cock sprang free. They stopped as if they could see the hard stiff pole, but I am sure it was just because of the heat emanating from it that they could sense. As they pushed my pants lower for me to step out off, my mom's cheek accidentally brushed against my cock. It took all my self-control not to grab her head and rub my cock all over her face, but I managed. I pulled away stepping out of my pants and gave my mother supreme shit for breaking the no contact rule and indicated she would need to be punished for it at some time.

 

I then had Elaine join us, feeling much freer now that my cock was jammed underneath my clothes. I told the two ladies that I wanted them to undress our little schoolgirl the some way I had just been undressed. I blindfolded Elaine now, and without the two older ladies seeing, quickly took Denise's blindfold off. She smiled at me and watched as her mom and aunt undid all the buttons to her blouse, and unsnapped her skirt allowing it to fall to the floor. Mom asked how they were supposed to get the blouse off with her hands tied, so I told her she could untie Denise's hands for a minute to do that. She easily pulled the knot lose and the two ladies pulled the blouse off her shoulders and laid it on the pool table with the other clothing. Denise's undergarments reflected the schoolgirl motif with a soft cotton bra, about two sizes too small, with little pink flowers, and matching panties. The crotch of the panties were wet with her juices and you could clearly see the outline of her cunt lips. The white nylons definitely added a degree of sexiness you wouldn't typically see in a real schoolgirl either.

 

With the two ladies blindfolded, and Denise not, I was pretty much set up to where I wanted to be. I indicated to Denise to go and get a small stool in the training area and place it under the ceiling hooks that usually held the punching and exercise bags. First I went over to my mom and guided her to that area. I purposely allowed my cock to find it's way between her legs and she squirmed with the feeling of my hard shaft so close to her pussy. Thee soft skin of her inner thighs was almost impossible for me to resist but I held strong. I placed her under one of the hooks, and as I stepped onto the stool pulled the nd of the rope up causing her arms o rise above her head. She clued in to what ws happening and struggled a bit but it was already to late. I fed the rope through the eye of the hook and pulled until she was stretched as much as possible without causing too much discomfort.

 

I got off the stool and ran my hands down the sides of her body stopping at her legs and running my hand between her thighs and giving her pantied covered pussy a few rubs. She was turned on all right judging by the wetness of her crotch. I moved the stool to the other hook and went and guided Elaine over and tied her up too. When I stretched her arms up her tits lifted away from their support shelf and lost that control to gravity. I could not resist planting my face right between them and using my hands to smash the two giant pieces of flesh against my head. As I stepped back I noticed that her inner thighs were covered with the juices flowing freely from her pussy. Looked like they were both turned on.

 

I helped Denise on top of the pool table and had her take her panties off. I indicated to her not to say a word. I then got verbal so everyone could hear what I was saying. I told the two ladies that were hanging beside me that they had lost the competition, not for lack of trying, but because I really had had no choice. Of course I didn't tell them who had one and warned them about breaking the no speaking rule or they would not get fucked at all tonight. I told Denise to start sucking my cock and be noisy about so the other two could clearly hear what they were missing. She did, and after only a few minutes I had to push her away to keep from coming too soon, the come was boiling inside my balls waiting to be released.

 

I hopped of the table and went over to the ladies that were tied up and pulled off their blindfolds. As I walked back around the table and climbed on, I saw looks of astonishment on both their faces. Mom, not being able to follow the simplest no speaking rule, asked what Denise could have possibly done that would win her the right to my first fuck as an eighteen year old. "Simple", I replied, "Denise had been teasing me for the last three years of so and has given me more enjoyment as a jack off fantasy than anyone else. I have fucked her up the ass with Elaine watching, and have teased her in return the last few weeks by not fucking her like you two have enjoyed. She has consistently followed directions and for the most part has changed from a cock tease to someone that truly wants me to fuck her."

 

I thought this had been enough of an explanation but my mom would not let it drop. I could not believe how strongly she was reacting and started swearing about how she was still my mother and that she was ordering me to fuck her first. I told her to quiet down and enjoy the show. She told me to fuck off and that there was no way that little slut daughter of hers could give me as much enjoyment as she could. Everyone else was taken aback by this reaction, but I thought it was appropriate. Mom had been the control mechanism in my life since dad had died. I was kind of pissed off that she had not introduced me to a sexual relationship earlier because she had obviously been inclined in that way. Plus she had sat back for the last three years and watched, and probably enjoyed, Denise tease me until I though my balls were going to explode.

 

I told her to shut the fuck up and had Denise move onto her hands and knees, angled so the hanging ladies could get the best view. I positioned myself behind her and placed the head of my aching cock at the entrance to her pussy. There was no need of foreplay at this stage, her pussy was gushing fuck juice and my cock was so hard it hurt. I ask her if she was ready and she responded by pushing back onto my cock causing the head to sink further into the moist lips. I looked up at my mom and aunt and slowing sank my cock into Denise's tight pussy. Mom was still pissed and just mumbling, and Elaine was turned on staring at us while licking her lips.

 

I slowing fucked my cock in as far as I could and stopped, not quite buried all the way. I backed out slowly and paused for second or two before reversing direction. This time I went a little further and could feel the head of my cock meting resistance somewhere deep in her pussy. I held myself there for what seemed like an eternity but in reality was probably no more than ten seconds. Denise started to squirm, wanting to feel the length of my cock moving inside of her. She moved forward, I pulled back, and we started to fuck, each stroke getting stronger than the last one, her pussy juices making loud sloppy noises as thy lubricated her tight cunt. I looked over at my mother and aunt hanging beside us, watching m fuck my sister. They were both into the show, increasing their pent up sexual frustration while watching my long cock pund in and out of my sister.

 

"Fuck her harder," my mom yelled, "make her come now!" In fact, Denise had already clenched my cock as the contractions of her first orgasm started. This tightened her pussy up and made m pump harder knowing that she was about to explode. I was fully involved with the primal urgency of release, knowing that each stroke brought me closer to the inevitable. Denise was chanting now, "fuck, fuck, fuck," with each stroke. Faster and faster I drove into her, as she bucked back and forth on her hands and knees, her ass held high. It's a good thing a had a nice long piece of meat otherwise I am sure we would have become separated

in the frenzy of our fuck. I could feel the hot liquid start working it's way to freedom burning my cock from the inside out. Just as the first shot of come blasted out of my cock Denise screamed, pushed her ass back hard into my pelvis and gripped my cock as she peaked with orgasm also.

 

As I pulled my cock back she pushed back, not wanting to release it. She had limited backward movement though and I was able to get a few inches out before thrusting forward again pushing in as deep as my cock would go and driving her forward as the next gush of come exploded from my cock into her vagina. Our fuck continued like this until I had spurted all my juice into her pussy, and her contractions slowly subsided as she collapsed in front of me, her head on the table, her ass still held high. The only sound was that of our breathing. After the intensity has subsided somewhat I slowly pulled my still hard cock out, causing Denise's whole body to tremble. Her nerve endings were in a hypersensitive state right now and I could feel the walls of her vagina rippling as I slowly extracted myself. Finally I was out and Denise's body rlaxed in the aftermath of her orgasm.

 

I looked over at our restrained audience and smiled. Both Aunt Elaine and Mom were in a complete state of arousal, with no means of release. I got off the pool table and went over and stood between them. I put one hand on Elaines shoulder and one on Mom's and slowly brought them down their bodies. I stopped at their tits, squeezing them hard and feeling the moisture of Elaine's from the milk that seeped out as a resul of her arousal. Eventually my hands made it to their pussy's where I cupped their mounds and pressed the heel of my hand against their pelvic bone. I could feel their hardened clitorises as I slowly circled my hands.

 

Both were extremely excited and I knew either one was ready to be fucked. I wanted them begging though and decided to give them both what they wanted at the same time. I moved my hands down and found thhe opening of their cunts with my thumb. They were both sopping wet and I jammed my thumb up hard, as deep as possible almost lifting them up. My index fingers were wrapped underneath and easily inserted them into their anus with the abundance of fluid that had come out of them. I was able to swing them back and forth now as I lifted and pushed my digits into their openings.

 

I could only keep this up for awhile because of my odd position and even though I was in fairly good shape, this was hard on my arms. Without letting go I slowly moved back toward the pool table pulling them along, causing their bodies to arch. I held them there for as long as I could and relaxed my fingers causing them to slip out and Elaine's and mom's bodies to fall back to a vertical position. As I stood there I felt Denise's hand slip around me a grab my semi-hard cock. "Who you going to fuck next, little brother?" she asked. I told her I didn't know yet, but because of mom's earlier behavior with not listening, she was going have to make up for her actions. I unhooked mom from the ceiling and made her climb on the pool table with Denise and eat my come out of her pussy. This wasn't really much of a punishment because mom actually liked it, but Denise kept berating her during the exercise, calling mom her "cunt maid".

 

I went over to Elaine and sucked her engorged breasts and got a good drink of milk while mom was cleaning up Denise. By the time I unhooked her from the ceiling my cock was fully erect again and Eeleain managed to slip heer arms over my head and around my neck, pull herself up and wrap her legs around my hips, and rub her cunt along my shaft. I was surprised by how quickly and smoothly she had managed this and walked her over to the pool table, placed her ass on the edge, and drove my cock all the way up her cunt in one stroke causing her to scream with delight. Denise had watched this as mom was licking her pussy clean. Elaine's scream made mom look over and I could see a mixture of anger, jealousy, envy, and lust in her face all at once. I told her to get off the table and if she wanted my cock before I came again to do exactly as I said.

 

I told her to crawl down on the floor between my legs and lick my balls. Surprisingly she did this without protest and within a short time I felt her head come eup between my thighs and her wet tongue making cirles and the bottom of my sack. I spread my legs as far as I could, giving her head more space. I told her to lick my cock as I pulled it out of Elaine, which she now had enough room to do. Once I was out I told her to lick her sister to orgasm, which she did in surprisingly short order. I then had them both stand side by facing the table and bend over, exposing their pussies to me.

 

I started with mom and pumped into her five times and withdrew, moved over to Elaine and did the same. I went back and forth, each time increasing the thrusts by five. It seemed like I could do this all night as long as I kept a nice steady pace. I certainly got an appreciation for the differences in the feel of each of their pussies as I went between the two. Denise started to count each stroke and sat up on the table with her legs spread wide infront of the ladies faces. I told her to let one of the ladies eat her cunt if she wanted and she proceeded to alternately jam her pussy into her mothers face, and then move over to her aunts.

 

I was up to thirty stokes in each of them now and had been finding it very difficult to pull out. Each of them had came at least once during the exercise and I could feel my orgasm building. I pulled away from Elaine on the count of forty and made them both get onto their knees in front of me. I told them to lick the come out of me and they proceeded to do just that. Their experience together licking mutual boyfriends when they were kids, and my own father later in life, made their technique well practiced and effective. Within minutes I was spewing come all over their faces as they hungerly tried to eat it all.

 

The night didn't end then however. After a well deserved rest, a little snack, and more wine. We all went upstairs to my room where we watched my parents and Elaine's home made video. During one scene dad was fucking mom hard up the ass and Denise asked me if I could re-enact the action so her and Elaine could enjoy it live while I fuck mom in the same way. I ended up doing as requested and eventually all of us passed out from exhaustion and sexual satisfaction.

 

When I awoke the next morning I felt fulfilled sexually and emothionally. At breakfast everyone was in a good mode. Mom and Elaine had made plans to go shopping in town that day, and I knew that mom would have to think about getting back to work soon. Denise and I had some chores to do, and were looking forward to heading out to the swimming hole in the afternoon to check on the neighbor kids.

 

That's another story though and will form the basis of the next chapter of Crazy Summer where some new characters will be introduced. Thanks to all the great feedback and constructive criticism I've received for the series. Please send comments to rabbits@ehmail.com .

 

 

Maria was there again. We went through the same motions again. She had learned a little. This time, during her dance, she got down on her knees and played with my dick through my pants. I started to unzip. She immediately stopped me by climbing on my lap. She wiggled around some more and still played coy with her pussy. On the third trip, I finally got her to show me her pussy. She briefly showed me two plump bare pussy lips. When I reached out, she quickly hid her pussy.

I sloid my finger along her slit, through her panties. "Maria, I want some of this" I told her. "You want some panocha?" "Yes" I replied. She shook her head. "We no do this here, you want panocha, we go somewhere else". I made arrangements to meet her after shift. She met me outside work and had me drive her to a shitty looking apartment complex. Upstairs, she had a small one bedroom apartment.

There wasn't any real furniture to speak of. A few broken pieces, and a mattress in her room where she had us undress. She wanted to be in control and lowered herself on to my dick. "Ohhh" she moaned as she took me in her. She put her tiny hands on my shoulders and worked her hips.

I squeezed her tits, then caressed her body. I wanted another position, and we sort of wrestled until I got her on all fours. I grasped her tiny hips and pounded her until I came. I layed next to her. "You like?" she asked. "Oh yeah", I told her. Then we laid there quietly. I must have dozed a bit because I was only aware of a door closing. I opened my eyes to see a girl standing in the bedroom dorway. She looked like Maria, but much younger. Mama?" the girl asked, a very confused look on her face. Maria got up and ushered the girl away from the room.

I got up and got dressed. I walked into the next room. Maria was in the kitchen, wearing a T shirt. The girl smiled at me in a polite, but quizzical way. She was a cutie, having all of her mother's beauty. I went into the kitchen and discreetly paid Maria. I didn't see her again for a week.

This time, she managed to get off of work early. We went to her place again, this time for a longer sex session. We were dressed when the girl came in. Maria introduced the girl as her daughter Anna. She was twelve, stood four six, and had little bumps on her chest that I imagined were like her mother's. I told Maria that I thought Anna was pretty and I'd like to take pictures of her at my studio. I offered Maria the same rate I paid her for sex. Maria lit up and we made arrangements to have Maria bring her to my studio the next afternoon.

Actually, I only dabbled in photography, but I was renting the studio for next to nothing. I had shot a couple of models in a couple of close to proffesional shoots, so I had some ideas when Maria and Anna arrived. The studo has three sets, one looking like a living room, a kitchen, and a bedroom. I had Anna come in the door leading to the living room, where appearing as if she just came from school, I had her strip down to her underwear. Then I had her go to the dressing room and put on a sheer babydoll nightie. I next posed Anna in the kitchen where I had her pretend to be thirsty and do several cleaning tasks after pretending to spill water. Next, I had her put on a black nightie, and posed her in the living room, pretending to read and watch TV. Finally, I had her put on a two piece blue nightie and prepare for bed in the bedroom. The climax came when I had her start to tease the camera by showing me her shoulders, then pretending to strip before climbing into bed.

I finished the shoot and paid Maria. I saw Maria three days later. After our fuck session, I told her I'd like to shoot Anna again, this time in the nude. Maria got a concerned look on her face. I assured her that since she would be there, nothing would happen. She reluctantly agreed. The next day at the studio, I had Anna come in the living room door again, and undress, only this time, more deliberately.

I had her in her underwear in the kitchen. I had her open the fridge door, then teasingly take off the bra. I had to fight my excitement the first time I saw her tiny breasts. Her nipples were large, like her mother's, but more defined. I had her playfully put milk on her nipples, then some strawberry glaze. Then I had her clean up before moving on to the bedroom. There I had her tease me with her waistband, before taking the panties off and climbing on the bed. I even got some great spread leg shots of her hairless pussy, then called it a day. I paid Maria, then drove them both home. I waited a week before I saw Maria again.

After our sex session, I made her ask if I wanted to shoot Anna again. "Sure" I told her. The next afternoon at the studio, I had Anna go straight to the bedroom. I had her seductively undress, then introduced her to sex toys. I had gone to a porno shop and bought the smallest toys they had. First, with a day glo orange vibrator, I had pretend to have oral sex with it before playing with her nipples, then playing with her pussy. It was a little more round than a pencil, and I got her to insert it in her tiny pussy. The other toys were too large for pussy, but I had her pretend with them anyway. The one that nearly made me came was the flesh colored dick shaped dildo. I wanted to fuck her, but first things first.

After my next sex session with Maria, I made Maria ask if I was going to shoot Anna again. Of course I had plans, but I didn't tell Maria what they were. The next day, at the studio, I had Anna do another strip tease. I did the next series of shots from the looker's point of view. I sat on the couch and had Anna crawl on all fours to me. I had her open my zipper and take my dick out.

I could tell Maria was nervous, so I went slow. I had Anna open her mouth and take my dick, an inch at a time in her mouth. She was able to get most of it, before gagging. I then had her move to just giving me a handjob, making sure to have her press my dick to her cheek as I came. I shot my load all over her face. I cleaned her up and paid Maria. I went over to Maria's the next day. This time, we had a wild fuck, as she attacked me with energy, and the whole time I was imagining she was Anna. We were spent, and had time for another fuck before Anna got home from school. We were still on the matress when Maria came in the room.

I asked Maria if it was alright if we rehearsed tomorrow's shoot at the studio for Anna. I had several positions in mind, and I wanted to see if everything worked. Maria said yes and the young preteen eagerly undressed. I had her get on all fours. I wet my middle finger and placed it on her asshole. I entered her , then added more spit. I wet the tip of my dick, then placed it next to her ass. Going slow, I got the head of my dick in. Anna yelped, and flinched. I pulled out.

Using the other hand, I then played with her pussy lips before placing my finger in her. I could feel some of her hymen, still there after the vibrator session. I was able to get the whole finger in. I pulled it out, then readied my dick. I inserted just the head. Anna said "Aye", then asked her mother something in spanish. I pulled out, and had Anna lay on her back. What happened next unfolded like a kabuki play. We all played our parts, knowing the inevitable outcome.

I placed my dick at the entrance to her tiny pussy. I inserted just the head. Anna and I made eye contact. I inserted another inch, then paused. Then slowly, I continued into her before shad taken my entire length. Anna reached over and took her mother's hand. Slowly, I began pumping her tiny pussy. Her breathing increased and her tiny nipples became smaller as she became excited. I leaned over and kissed her. The kiss became a smouldering kiss as she wrapped her arms around me in a bear hug. I pulled her up into a sitting position, working her hips as her tiny pussy worked my dick. I quickly became excited and shot my load in her.

I collapsed backwards as Anna laid on me. Maria leaned over and kissed me., then rubbed her daughter's back. "More?" Maria asked. "I'm tired" I told her. "We eat, rest, then do more later, ok?" I nodded as Maria got up and left the room. Anna and I cuddled. We had fallen in love. I made plans to move the two of them into my place the next day. A love like this could no longer be allowed to wait.

  We kissed for a couple minutes not payin attention to the conversation around us. Then he pulled me onto his lap facing him with my legs on either side so I was stradling him. He started stroking my sides and caressing my tits. He slid his hand under my shirt and cupped my breasts in his palms, squeezing them a lil roughly. He quickly pulled my shirt off over my head and proceeded to suck on each perky nipple pulling them into his mouth and running his tongue around them.

  Before I realized what he was doing he had picked me up gone around the edge of the couch and bent me over it lifting my skirt over my hips. I hate underwear so I wasn't wearing any that night. Andy knelt down behind me and started rimming me and I love to be licked like that. He stroked from front to back and around again burying his face between my legs and making me squirm and moan in need.

  As he continued doing this all of a sudden I felt a mouth press to mine, My eyes popped open and there was Ashley on all fours on the couch with Dave behind her doing the same things that Andy was doing to me. We dived into an intense kiss both of us searching needing release and loving the contact from both sides. Then Andy stood up and moved behind me. He thrust his huge cock balls deep into my cunt in one swift thrust making me push back against him in pleasure. As we were fucked from behind Ashley and I continued to kiss and caress each other. Then I felt her jerk as Dave shot his load inside her and collapsed under her on the couch.  

   Leaving Ashley just hanging unsatisfied. She slid off the couch so she was under Andy and me, and started licking my clit and his cock and balls as he thrust in and out of me in hard fast thrusts. The combination of her licking and my tight hot cunt was driving him crazy. Just as he was about to cum Ashley licked me hard and fast until I exploded into an orgasm around his hard impatient cock. She then licked and squeezed his balls causing him to thrust even harder once twice then one last time shooting a hot load of thick creamy cum into my cunt. As he pulled out slowly Ashley licked his cock, cleaning all the cum and my cunt juices off of him.

  When his cock head finally emerged she pulled his cock into her mouth as far as she could swallowing 3/4 of his cock. She sucked and licked him clean. While she was doing that I had crawled up on the arm and back of the couch and was layin there with my feet on the arm so that my legs were spread showing a well fucked cum dripping cunt.

As Ashley finished cleaning up Andy, she saw me and came over and started licking all the cum off my cunt and asshole. She quickly had me squirming again. Dave seeing this had become aroused again and had a full hard on jutting out. He came over to where my head was resting and brought his cock to my lips. I quickly devoured his cock pulling it into my mouth until my lips were touching his belly with his cock full in my mouth. I sucked and licked him as Ashley ate me out, moaning and whimpering with need. I squeezed his balls as I bobbed back and forth on his cock til he took my head in his hands and started thrusting his cock into my mouth insistantly. When he started shooting his hot load into the back of my mouth is when my body erupted into my second orgasm of the night. I lay there for a minute panting and shaking.

   I then slid off the couch and crawled between Ashleys legs. I licked her clit softly then slid my tongue down her slit. I pressed my tongue into her slit as far as I could slurping all of the cum out of her hot waiting hole. I ran my tongue down over her asshole slipping it in and out then made my way back up to her still dripping cunt and licked and sucked til she was moaning and thrashing on the floor from my attentions. She wrapped her fingers in my hair pressing my face into her cunt wanting more. I pulled back and slid 2 fingers into her hole and wrapped my mouth around her clit stroking and sucking her until she screamed in an intense orgasm. When we looked up all of our friends at the party were just watching the show. Ashley and I just grinned pulled on our clothes and jumped back into the conversation as if nothing had ever happened. After that Ashley, Andy, Dave, and I got together on a regular basis. Talk about some good sex.

"Okay, take and get her ready, I'll be along shortly," Marie ordered the burly guard! He came over and grabbed her roughly by the arm and practically dragged her down the hall to a spartan room that only had a couple of chairs and what looked like a doctor's examining table. Also in the room was another agent, who stood calmly by the table, as if he was waiting for her. "Take off all your clothes," the man by the table ordered, "and make it snappy!" Ilsa surveyed the situation and realized it would be pointless to refuse, because if the stories were true, these to Nazis would have liked nothing better than to beat her senseless and then take her things off for her, so she slowly began removing her dress. When she was stark naked, the smaller, and it seemed more humane of the two agents asked her to please climb up on the table and lie down on her back. After she was in position, her arms were strapped tightly with restraints, and her legs were forced wide apart and then buckled into position. Unable to move, Ilsa could only imagine all sorts of painful terrors that awaited her. To her surprise, however, instead of inflicting great bodily harm to her, the young guard sat down on a stool between her legs and lathered her entire pubic area with soap, and after only a few seconds later, he produced a long straight razor and began meticulously saving her pubes. While not painful, Ilsa couldn't help but tense up as her most private parts were being displayed in front of the two strange men. When he was finished shaving her, the young guard, who Ilsa later found out was name Dieter, nodded to his partner, who in turn went to the door and summoned Maire Krupp back to the room.

"Well, well," intoned Krupp, "you look as smooth as a new born baby, Fraulein Hoffmeyer!" "What are you going to do to me," asked Ilsa in a trembling voice? "Oh my," Krupp said gaily, "I believe our visitor is a little nervous, well, don't worry about a thing, because today is your lucky day, and I guarantee that none of us here will harm even one hair on your pretty little head!" Ilsa knew better than to trust Marie Krupp, but she couldn't help but feel a little bit of relief at the probably empty promise. "Tape," Krupp ordered, and Dieter dutifully handed her a roll of white surgical tape of which Krupp then tore off a six or seven inch piece and stepped between Ilsa's splayed legs. Positioning the end of the length of tape on her left labial lip, she pulled it hard to the side, pulling Ilsa's vagina halfway open. Krupp then connected the other end of the tape to the inside of Ilsa's thigh, which in turn held her pussy open, while then taking the other piece of tape and repeating the procedure on the other lip. Ilsa's cunt was now more than exposed, it was pulled wide apart and held in place by the two strong pieces of medical tape. "My, my," Marie Krupp said, "she looks like she's ready to get fucked!!!" "Would you like that dear," asked Krupp, "would you like to have Helmut here stick his cock into you and fuck you hard until you cum!?!" It was a rhetorical question, because before Ilsa even had a chance to reply, Maire Krupp continued on, "No, I don't believe you would like that, and since you don't want it, I will respect your wishes and leave your little pussy unfucked!" Ilsa knew that something terrible was about to happen, but she couldn't do anything about it. As she was contemplating her fate, Dieter had slid what looked like a small metal hose into position about eighteen inches above her vagina. It didn't look sinister, but Ilsa knew better, all this sweet talk by Marie Krupp was just a stall until she got around to doing her dirty work.

When the apparatus was finally in place, Maire Krupp again took over and said softly, "Ilsa, I am giving you one more chance to tell me what you know about the underground, if you don't, well then, it's out of my hands!!!" "Growing more terrified by the minute, Ilsa in a bold defiant voice said, "No way will I tell you Nazi bastards anything, so do what ever you must to me, but I will remain silent!!!" A small smile crept over Marie Krupp's lips and she replied, "No, Ilsa, you will finally beg me to listen to you, and you will gladly tell me all that you know!" Marie gave a curt nod to Dieter, who pulled on a lever that in a matter of seconds allowed drops of water to fall from the end of the metal hose and on down to Ilsa's crotch where it hit just to the left of her clitoris. Marie reached up and carefully adjusted the end of the hose until the drips were hitting directly on Ilsa's clit. "Now fraulein, "Maire Krupp offered, "let us see how long it takes you to have an orgasm from the steady dripping of water as your only partner!!!" Ilsa felt sweat begin to break out on her forehead as the relentless dripping continued massaging her now totally erect clitoris. "My, my," intoned Marie Krupp, "look at how her clit is betraying her, I don't think I've ever seen one quite that large, have you Dieter?" The two of them laughed out loud as Ilsa desperately tried to keep her clit under control! Marie began caressing Ilsa's large chest and twisting her nipples, which in turn caused Ilsa's cunt to flood itself with even more pussy juice. Just when Ilsa thought she was about to go over the edge, out of nowhere, Dieter appeared with a syringe full of a clear liquid that could for all Ilsa knew be full of water. Marie took the syringe and slowly shoved it into Ilsa' arm while saying, "I can see that you're trying to resist your orgasm, well this will help you do just that, and in a few seconds it will be impossible for you to have a climax, and I promise you that in a while you will beg me to give you relief!"

Ilsa didn't really feel anything happening, but she had to admit that by now she normally would have had two or three orgasms. Marie ordered Dieter to suck on Ilsa's nipples, and with the young Nazi's mouth attached to her nipple, Ilsa felt the familiar feeling welling up in her surging cunt! "Hah," thought Ilsa, "I won't have any trouble cumming at all, I'm almost there now, but while waiting for the usual rush to rip through her vagina, she all at once got the sinking feeling Marie was right, because try as she might, she couldn't quite get over the hump! Her clit was now on fire in a way it had never been before! The insistent sucking of her nipples was sending a current of electricity directly to her crotch, but no amount of concentration could get her over the top! "Well, Ilsa," Marie asked smoothly, "are you ready to tell what I need to know!?!" Ilsa, now in great distress, shook her head violently and emphatically, NO!!! Marie Krupp just smiled and said, "Maybe a little show will put you more in the mood to cooperate, and with that, she slid out of her clothes and had Helmut do the same. While he may have been little more than muscle to keep prisoners in line, when he dropped his pants, Ilsa could see the largest cock she had ever seen in her life! "You like," asked Marie, while stroking the big cock in her right hand, "Helmut may not be the sharpest knife in the drawer, but you can see why I keep him around!!!" Ilsa was now in a state of almost a sexual frenzy! She tried her best to hide it, but when Helmut turned Marie around and took her from behind, Ilsa let out a long low moan that coincided with Marie's. The only difference was, that Marie had two hard orgasms in quick succession, while Ilsa was still hanging on the precipice of climax! After she had recovered from her cum, Marie came over to Ilsa and dabbed the sweat from her face and said sweetly, "Mmmm, that was so good, Helmut has such a wonderful penis, I came so fucking hard, but have to admit that I lied to you, I'm afraid we are going to have to let Helmut fuck you so you can feel how big and hard he is!"

Dieter moved the dripping water away from Ilsa's cunt, only to be replaced by the hulking Nazi who was running his cock up and down Ilsa's dripping slit. "Ilsa couldn't even speak, she was in such a high state of sexual arousal, but when Helmut buried his meat deep inside of her with one hard thrust, Ilsa screamed in ecstasy as the huge "hammer" pounded her into submission! "Is it good, dear," Marie asked soothingly, "don't you just love his big pecker inside of you!?!" By now Ilsa was totally gone, and all she could do was babble incomprehensibly, but the gist of it was that she was getting the fucking of her life!!! Marie Krupp leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Can you tell me now what you know, dear fraulein?!?" Ilsa moved her lips but no sound came out, except for the guttural growl of a wild animal in heat. Marie leaned over and took a hard nipple into her mouth and sucked hard, driving Ilsa to even greater heights! She was beginning to think that she might die right there on the table, her need for sexual release was so great, and while she didn't want to betray her cause, it was becoming very apparent that something was going to give! Marie again whispered into her ear, "Ilsa darling, just nod your head if you will cooperate, if you do, I promise you that within thirty seconds you will have the orgasm of your life!!!" It was over and Ilsa knew it, she couldn't hold out for another second, and so with great reluctance she nodded her head yes, while Dieter, standing by with syringe in hand, quickly stepped in and gave Ilsa a second injection, this one an antidote to the first. With all of her sexual energy concentrated on the tip of her clitoris, it was only a matter of moments until Ilsa's vagina was being not only ravaged by Helmut's monster cock, but by a whirlwind climax that tore through her like a raging tornado! With all the pent up sexual energy, Ilsa came for what seemed to her to be hours, even though it was only for a minute or two! When she finally came down from her high, Marie caressed her head in her arms and whispered what a good little slut she had been. Marie gave Dieter a nod, and he again arranged the water spout over her now gaping pussy. Ilsa whispered hoarsely that she was ready to cooperate, and pleaded with the Nazi bitch to leave her alone, but Marie smiled a sadistic smile and said evenly, "Oh dear, Ilsa, we are having too much fun to stop now, I think another two or three orgasms should just about do it!"

Drip, drip, drip, it was happening all over again! A sharp jab in her arm and the drug began to work its magic! Ilsa let her head roll to the side just in time to see Helmut mounting Marie Krupp and pounding his dick deep into her pussy! Her own clit began to careen out of control! It was going to be a long night!!!

THE END

  “Do you want another drink?” he asked, when he returned.

  “That would be nice. A Southern Comfort and lemonade, please.” I replied.

  “Large one?” He asked.

  “I hope so!” I chuckled, and raised my eyebrows.

  With a little squeeze of my bum, he returned to the bar.

  I was standing alone, at our Warehouse managers’ retirement party, as my friend Carla had gone to speak to her boss.

   Moments later he returned with my drink.

  “What’s that you’ve got?” I asked nodding towards his glass.

  “Good old fashioned coke,” he grimaced, “I’ve got the car. I didn’t expect to see you here tonight,” he smiled as he looked me straight in the eye with his baby blue eyes.

  “There’s a free bar, so I couldn’t miss that, could I?” I giggled, as the copious amount of free drink began to take its toll.”

  Pressing his soft cheek against mine, he whispered, “How are you getting home? Would you like a lift?”

  “Oh My God!” I thought, “You don’t waste anytime, do you?”

  “You don’t know where I live,” I smirked.

  “You can show me.” Bob gave a little laugh as his eyes smouldered.

  “Okay,” I answered trying to be as nonchalant as my shaking legs would allow.

  “Give me 10 minutes, and then I’ll see you in the car park. Is that alright?”   He winked as he turned away.

  My head was spinning with a mixture of excitement and lots of drink.

  After quickly saying goodnight to Carla and my other friends I was standing next to his Audi car when he arrived.

  Bob turned to make sure that no one could see us, and then pressed his body against mine as he planted his large firm lips onto my soft ones. Softly and gently he kissed me, as his large hands pulled me even closer, until I could feel the swelling in his pants.

  My head was spinning as I got into the passenger seat.

  “Where do you want to go?” Bob asked as he revved the engine.

  “Home.” I told him. “Low Fell, top of the hill, behind the shops.”

  “Where do you want to go first? You do know what I mean, don’t you?” He looked confused.

  With a deep breath, so that I didn’t slur my words, and with a straight face, I blurted out, “I know exactly what you mean. Now take me home!”

  The look of disappointment, on his face, was wonderful.

  My mouth slowly broke into a smile as I told him, “My parents are away, and the house is empty!”

  “Funny girl!” he muttered.

  The drink was definitely taking an effect on me as we sped along the city roads. I slid my hand onto his crotch and tickled his cock until I could feel it expand even further, then I ran my fingernail along the outline making him squirm in his seat.

   As I fumbled with my house key, Bob ran his hands over my fleshy tits making me drop the key ring onto the ground. When I bent over he grabbed my hips and simulated ‘doggy’ sex with me.

  “Hey! Wait until we get inside!” I giggled as I finally opened the door. As the door opened and we stumbled in, Bob screamed, “SHIT!” as the family dog jumped up to greet us.

  The huge black cross Dalmatian had his front paws on my shoulders and was slobbering across my face.

   “Aaaaahhh! Bobbybingo! Have you missed me?” I forced our pet down onto the floor, where I tickled his tummy.

  “Christ! I thought that it was the Hound of the Baskervilles!” Bob joked.

  “You go into the living room and I’ll put him into the garden to ‘do his toilet”, I told ‘Bob the builder’, as ‘Bob the dog’, scampered along the corridor.

  I made sure that the door was firmly closed, when I entered the living room, so we wouldn’t be disturbed.

Bob was already stretched out on the sofa. “Come here, babe,” he beckoned me to him.

  Within seconds we were in a passionate embrace, kissing and touching each other. At first he fumbled with my breasts, stroking and squeezing them through the soft cotton material of my T-shirt.

   My hands were deftly unbuckling his belt and flies, as I tried to get to his stiff cock.

  Our tongues were nearly tied in a knot as he pulled my top and bra off. I tugged his pants and jeans down to his knees, until his twitching cock sprang into view.

   Bob ran his tongue down my chin and neck until he was licking my heaving tits and flicking my swollen nipples.   “Mmmmmm, that’s good,” I slurred.

  He groaned “Oh yes! Baby, baby, oh yes!” As I took hold of his rock hard cock, my fingers sliding up and down his straining shaft.

  My head was still spinning as I continued rubbing and stroking his cock, while he sucked on my nipples.

  With a slight tug, Bob un-popped the press-studs on my skirt. His fingers went straight between my legs.

   “Ohhhhhh yesssss!” I groaned as he ran a finger along my silk pants and my soaking pussy.

  “Is this what you want?” he asked as his fingers pulled the gusset of my pants to one side and he slid a finger into my hot box.

  “Yesssss, yesssss, yesssss!” I groaned as I bit my lip, as he prodded and twisted inside my throbbing love-box.

  “Come on then, it’s your turn, suck me!” he grunted as a second, long, finger entered my pussy.

  Still rubbing his cock, I bent over and kissed the purple tip. Mmmmm, it tasted good.

  My tongue was making small circles around the velvety tip as he twisted his fingers around and around inside me, making me roll my hips in rhythm.

  Bob placed his hand on the back of my head, “Come on, suck it properly!”   He panted. I opened my lips and obliged him by swallowing half his cock.

  “Ohhhhhhh Yesssss! That’s more like it!” he moaned as I covered his knob with my hot mouth and tongue.

     The next five minutes were frenzied as I drunkenly sucked his cock while he finger fucked me with two then three fingers.

   I was shaking and sweating when he grunted, “That’s enough that’s enough. I need to fuck you.”

  I was seeing double as I lay on the sofa with my hips hanging over the side for ‘easy access’ and so I didn’t leave any stains on the sofa!

  Bob knelt between my legs, blew me a kiss, and slid his cock inside my cunt. “Ohhhhhh!” I sighed, as I fastened my legs around his hips.

  He buried his face into my sweaty tits and began thrusting like a lion, “Yesssss, yesssss, yesssss!” I squealed.

   “Oh no! Oh shit! Oh no!” he gasped as I recognised that familiar warm feeling as he flooded my cunt with his spunk.

  “Oh shit, I’m sorry!” he shook his head, as he withdrew his shrinking cock from my dripping pussy.

  My heart was banging like a drum and I was still in need of a good fucking.

  I looked up, to see him look at his watch and say, “I’m sorry about that. I may as well go now, don’t want to upset the wife too much,” as he pulled up his pants.

  “BASTARD!” I hissed through gritted teeth.

  With a shrug of his shoulders, he left the house.

  Then, I thought, ‘if a job’s worth doing well; do it yourself’.  

  My pussy was still puffed up and dripping loads of lovely sticky spunk as I slid two of my fingers into my cunt. It felt really good as I twisted my fingers in and out smearing Bobs’ juice all over my sexual area.

  I couldn’t stop myself and jammed all four fingers of my left hand into my cunt, jabbing them in and out of my stretched pussy, as I flicked my clit with the index finger on my other hand. In seconds I was screaming from a fantastic orgasm.

    I must have passed out, because the next thing that I remember was having the most amazing dream. My ex-boyfriend was licking my tits and hot pussy with long tender strokes. Oh God this was good. His tongue was running across my sweaty tits making my nipples tingle. Then down my stomach until his hot tongue was slurping between my clit and my tiny arsehole, making my shiver with passion. Then his long tongue slid inside me, much further than his cock used to. The dream seemed so real, as I had orgasm after orgasm, after orgasm. I was in Heaven.

  In a drunken haze I half opened my eyes, struggling to make sense of the sight in front of me.

  It was Bob, the family pet dog, with his head between my legs and licking out Bob the builders’ excess spunk.

  “No, no! Bad dog! Bad dog!” I screamed as I hit him on the top of his head. Startled, he moved backwards and dropped his head giving me a puzzled look.

  Shocked and embarrassed at what I had just done, I sat mesmerised, as Bob placed his front paws on the sofa, either side of my hips, and began licking the caked sweat from my breasts and neck.

  In my drunken state I was having great problems differentiating between the pleasure that I was feeling and the disgusting thought that it was my dog that had just licking me to another multiple orgasm.

  As Bob made me squirm with pleasure I felt something hard and hot touch my thighs. I looked down to see his bright red cock waving between his legs.

  “Shit!” I thought, “He wants to fuck me!”

  “No! Bobby no!” I shouted as I tried to push him away.

  Off balance, he moved back slightly, giving me enough room to twist my naked body underneath him, as I attempted to scramble over the arm of the sofa.

  With one knee on the sofa and the other leg trying to push myself away, the dog took advantage of my position. He brought his front legs down either side of my shoulders, trapping me, as his long thin, red-hot, doggy cock prodded between my arse cheeks until it found its target; my dripping cunt. “No, no!” I screamed as the first couple of inches entered me. “No, no, no, baaaaaadd dog,” I gasped, as I continued twisting my body, but he clamped his jaw around my neck forcing me to lie still, “No Bobby, no. Ohhhhhhh no!” I whimpered as more of his long doggy cock sank inside my body. I was desperately trying not to enjoy this perverted sexual act.

  As he fucked me I could feel his cock getting longer and harder, filling me up like no man had ever managed, even banging against my cervix. For the first time in my life I had orgasm after orgasm without actually touching my clitoris.

  I couldn’t move as Bobby’s bony ribcage pressed me against the arm of the sofa. Sweat was dripping off my forehead as my pet dog furiously fucked me; his hindquarters banging away like pistons.

   I passed out, again, with exhaustion. Then I felt something very hard touch my soft labia.

  “Oh God no more!” I thought as Bobby forced his knot between my savaged cunt lips.

“Aaaaaaaagghhh!” I screamed, as it felt like a football being forced inside me. My whole vagina now felt like it had been stretched out of all recognition.

  My body was being shook like a rag doll as he continued fucking me for what seemed like an eternity, until ‘Bob the dog’ finally began whining and panting as my womb filled with red hot, scalding spunk. His last thrusts, as the last drops squirted into me, felt absolutely wonderful.

  Just like all of my human lovers, Bob whimpered and sighed as he flopped on top of me. I was so shattered I passed out again.

   I had been asleep for a few hours when I felt Bobby twisting off me. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I was still lying on my stomach and he was now facing away from me. He had turned his cock 180 degrees. I braced myself as he pulled away. The pain was incredible as he finally pulled out. I had to curl into a ball to control the cramps in my stomach and genitals.

    Bob lay on the carpet, looking very pleased with himself, as he cleaned his dick with that wonderful pink tongue.

    Later, after showering and breakfast, I had to face the world when I took Bob for his morning walk in the park. My lower body still ached from my night of depraved sex, and my stomach turned with disgust every time that I thought about the previous night. But when Bob walked alongside me, wagging his tail, I couldn’t stop craving for more of his insatiable doggy cock.

   When we arrived home, my knickers were soaking, and Bobby knew it. As I tried to make a cup of coffee, he kept pressing his long bony snout into my crotch, making me even hornier. As I pushed him away his tail was wagging like a windmill and his long red cock was poking out of its’ sheath again.

  I looked at my watch – 10.30am . My parents wouldn’t be home until after 5pm. Oh God! I couldn’t, could I?

  “Come on boy, upstairs!” I told him as I patted him on the head. He bounded up the stairs two at a time, continually looking back to see if I was following.

  Inside my bedroom he was so excited that he nearly knocked me over as I closed the curtains.

  “Get down!” I scolded him, “Be patient! Now SIT!” He did as he was told. My heart was pumping like a geyser when I looked at his bright red cock.

  As I tossed my shirt and bra into the corner he stood up and moved towards me, his long rough tongue hanging out of the side of his mouth. “No! Sit!” I called. Again he did as he was told, but he was shaking with excitement – just as I was!

  I quickly pulled my jeans and knickers off and sat on the edge of my bed, with my legs spread wide apart.

 

“Come on boy! Make me happy!” I called.    He nearly jumped the 5 or so feet in his hurry to get at my sopping cunt. “Aaaaaggghh! Ohhhhh!” I groaned as his rough tongue licked and lapped at my sore labia as he tasted my love juices. I was in agony and ecstasy as his hard snout and hot tongue rubbed against my aching groin.

  I grabbed my tits and squeezed my throbbing nipples, when his tongue began to disappear inside my pussy in his search for even more of my juices. Orgasm after orgasm wafted through my body as me and my dog continued our depraved act.

  Just as the night before, Bobby jumped up onto the bed waving his doggy cock in front of my battered cunt.

  Much as I wanted him to fuck me again, I knew that my pussy was far too sore. Fucking him would have to wait for another day.

  Grinning from ear to ear I took his head in my hands, “Lie down!” and pushed him onto his side. As he tried to get up, it was my turn to be in charge. “NO! Lie down!” I told him with as much authority as I could muster. As I did, I ran my fingers along his slimy shaft. Even if he was a dog, he quickly got the message!

   He relaxed, lying on his side with his cock waving in the air like a red magic wand. It was actually thinner than I remembered, but just as long. “Good boy,” I whispered as I curled my fist around his shaft, “this will be just as good as a fuck, for you.”

  Bobby’s doggy cock was hotter than any boys’ that I knew, and I felt very sexy as I rubbed it up and down, occasionally stroking the tip with my thumb, until I felt some pre-cum begin to ooze out.

  “Ooh, you like that, don’t you?” I asked my dog. By now I was leaning across his belly so that his cock could rub against my heaving breasts as I wanked his lovely red cock.

  I was now getting so turned on; I took a deep breath and thought, to myself, “Shit! You’ve come this far, you might as well!” With that thought in my mind I leant forward and swallowed half of his cock.

  Shocked, he began to twist his lower body, but my position kept him in place. WOW! This was fantastic. His knot had slipped out of the hairy sheath and I was cupping it and squeezing it, just like a pair of mans’ balls, as I tongued and sucked my dogs 8 inch cock. I could feel more of his pre-cum drip into my mouth, as I built up the speed of my hand job. Just as I was about to pull him out of my mouth, it was too late. Jet after jet of hot doggy spunk shot into my mouth and throat. I gasped for air as his hindquarters jerked and forced his bloated cock down my throat along with his cum.

  Very quickly I pushed his legs back until his softening dick slid out of my aching jaw, leaving a trail of his stringy spunk on my lips and chin. I flopped back onto the bed. Released from my grip he sat up and stared into my eyes with a look of amazement on his face. His tail was wagging so much it made his dangling cock shake, too.

  My hand snaked down between my legs and I stroked my dripping cunt. My fingers were a blur, rubbing my engorged clit as I swallowed the last of my mouthful of dog spunk. In seconds I jammed three fingers inside as I shook with an amazing orgasm.

  Minutes later I checked my watch, and chased Bobby back downstairs, so I could get showered and dressed, ready for my parents return.

   When Mummy and Daddy returned, the house was nice and tidy, and Bobby wouldn’t leave my side.

  As we were chatting about their weekend, Daddy noticed that Bobby had another hard-on. “That bloody dog,” he said to Mummy, “must know that there’s a bitch in heat somewhere close.”

  If only he knew the truth!     

 

 

                                                       Faye

 

Lizzie let the kiss go on for about thirty seconds before pulling back slightly. "What was that for?" Lizzie asked. "I haven't kissed you in a long time" Matt explained, was it OK?" "You caught me by surprise" Lizzie answered, "kiss me one more time". This time the kiss lingered longer than thirty seconds, and was followed by another kiss. The siblings embraced each other. Matt's hands were on lizzie's arms. He could feel part of her left breast. Lizzie felt him cop a feel of her breast and shifted slightly to allow his right hand more access. Matt moved his thumb, feeling her nipple under the fabric of her nightshirt. The nipple hardened as Lizzie began breathing more deeply. "Wait" Lizzie said, breaking the embrace and removing her shirt.

Matt looked at her barely B cup tits. Matt turned his head and leaned in to kiss her left nipple. Lizzie cupped his head, pulling it closer to her chest. She directed his free hand to her right tit. She moved his fingers so that he pinched his nipple slightly. Lizzie layed back, pulling her brother closer to her. Matt continued to suckle on her. The cameraman moved in closer for a closeup. He zoomed in on her tit, then scanned to her flushed with color face before going back. Lizzie grabbed both of Matt's hands, directing them to the waistband of her pajama bottoms.

She made sure that his fingers were inserted under the waistband, including her panties. "Matt" she said raising her hips. Matt took the hint sliding the bottoms and panties down her thighs, past her knees, past her ankles, then completely off. Lizzie spread her legs, giving Matt an unimpeded view of her young teen bush. A small V shape of dark hairs pointed directed at her clit. Matt hadn't seen a girl's pussy before.

He placed his hand unsurely on her, feeling the warmth and moisture between her legs. He looked at Lizzie who was smiling. Lizzie placed a finger between her legs. "Matt, look" she said as she slid a finger into herself. "Put your finger in me" she directed. Matt carefully placed his hand next to hers.

He tentatively placed his finger at her entrance. Lizzie directed his finger into her. It was wet and warm. Mat was a little confused. "I want you to put your dick in there, will you do that Matt?" Matt felt his throat go dry. His hands were shaking as he raised slightly to take his pajama bottoms off. He gripped his dick and tried clumsily to move between her legs. Lizzie was smiling. "Don't laugh at me" he said, feeling nervous about what he was doing. "I'm not laughing at you Matt, I'm so happy to be sharing your first time with you". "Really" Matt asked. Of course" Lizzie said as she shifted slightly and pulled him into her.

Lizzie moaned slightly as he filled her with his four inches. "Did I hurt you Lizzie?" he asked. "No Matt, this is what I sound like, it's ok, keep going". Matt started to pump her. "Oh Matt" Lizzie moaned, suddenly remembering her parents down the hall. She bit her lower lip. Matt leaned in and started to suckle on his sister's chest again. Lizzie caressed his shoulder blades, then back. Matt suddenly felt a feeling he never felt before as he shot a load into LIzzie.

He was momentarily dizzy. "Oh Matt" she moaned, kissing his forehead. Matt raised his face, kissing her on the lips in a long kiss. "Want to go again?" she asked. Matt nodded. He was still in her. This time, he was more sure as he pumped his sister. Lizzie breathed deeper, moaned more and bit her lip as the pleasure of love rose in her belly. She began meeting her brother's thrusts with her own hip thrusts. "UGH" she grunted, getting her first orgasm.

She bit her lip so hard that tears formed in her eyes. "Are you ok Lizzie?" Matt asked. "Yes". she panted, "keep going". Matt continued his pumping and soon had his second orgasm in LIzzie. The siblings collapsed together. Lizzie Gently caressed his head with her fingers. The siblings looked each other in the eyes and smiled. After a long silent moment Lizzie said "If we don't get stop and get dressed, I'll want to go all night, and we need to sleep, or Mom and Dad will know we're up to something". "I hate it when you're right" He agreed with her.

The siblings got dressed, a shit eating grin on their faces. Lizzie made sure that his head was to her feet as they laid in their sleeping bags, the bags a foot apart. The siblings were silent for a while. "Matt, I love you" Lizzie whispered. Matt gently squeezed her foot. "We'll turn in early tomorrow, and do it more, OK Matt?" Again there was a squeeze on the foot.

Lizzie turned away placing her hand on her stomach. She knew her brother's semen was in her. She wondered iof she could get pregnant. She smiled and drifted off to dreamland. "Cut, that's a wrap" the director said. She was gripping her twat. She looked down, seeing moisture staining her pants. She looked at the crew. There was some serious tent action going on in her pants.

Hillary sat up. "You up to it?" the director asked. "I'm so fucking horny" she answered lifting off her shirt. The director waved the crew forward. The last she saw of Hillary was a leg sticking up amidst a sea of naked male bodies. The screams of delight told her that Hillary was definitely enjoying herself.

She smiled, knowing that next week's episode featured a slumber party. She made a mental note to get really cute girls as she stood, undressed, and headed towards Hillary to get some lezzie action. "The show should be called Lezzie McGuire, oh well" she sighed knowing that next week's crew would be mostly female. It was going to be good, really good.

 

Still wanting him to fuck me I would sometimes sink down and suck him.   The first time it felt amazingly exciting, it was what some girls with a dirty mind only ever fantasised about doing.   One afternoon as daddy whispered in my ear getting me to admit that I would do anything he became very excited when I whispered back to him.

 

“Yes daddy – anything you want – but you will have to put your cock inside me and fuck me!”

 

It happened – my father pounded away at me bouncing me on the bed until his sperm shot inside my hole making me orgasm too.     After that I no longer had to wait for the days that daddy had someone home.   He would come to my room when I got home from school or some evenings I would go down stairs knowing that he was alone.   I would bounce on his knee or even be held against the wall with my legs wrapped around him, his cock deep inside me.

 

Like other men daddy liked me in my school uniform and one of his favourite positions was for him to take me from behind while I was stood and bent over b alan cing myself on a piece of furniture.   Sometimes daddy removed my knickers while other days if time was scarce he would pull my panties to one side and push home his cock.   The more risks he took the more exciting it felt and many times we were nearly discovered by either my mother or by my younger sister.   I was puzzled by that particular risk daddy seemed to enjoy taking and wondered what would happen if my sister walked in.   I did not suspect for a second that daddy was building up to fulfilling his next perverted fantasy.

 

When more time was available daddy liked me to straddle his knee facing him so he could kiss my tits.   He liked me to talk to him as he fucked me and for me to tell him whose cock I enjoyed sucking most and how it felt when I tasted a man’s sperm or which men made me “cum”.   For a while I was in two different worlds – the normal one when out or at school and the one at home when mother was out of the house.   I would become a different person and was truly the dirtiest slut ever doing anything my father asked of me.

 

Our games alone had become kinkier and daddy seemed fascinated more and more with my bottom.   He would get me to lie on my tummy and then he would kiss and lick around my hole.   Over a couple of weeks he persuaded me to lie on my side with one leg bent up and he would smear cream or ointment on his fingers and try to insert it in my anus.   At first it hurt and I whimpered but he insisted on doing it until eventually I learned to relax.

 

Soon he was getting me to lie on all fours with my bum stuck up in the air while he penetrated me first with one finger then with two.   Eventually he admitted to me that he wanted to prepare me to take his cock in my arse then, he suggested, I could let other men do it because he would love to watch me being arse fucked!

 

The other dirty game daddy liked me to play first happened when other men were in the house.   After being fucked and having my pussy played with two men daddy had brought home I wanted to visit the bathroom.   I told daddy I had to go – I needed a pee – immediately the men – and daddy too – had filthy thoughts.

 

“Do it here!” one whispered.

 

I refused - in spite of all I was prepared to do somehow peeing in front of men was going too far.   I was shocked and embarrassed when my father came over and putting his fingers against my clit he joined the others in trying to persuade me to let them watch.   I held out and tried to reason that it would make such a mess on the floor but I was bursting and couldn’t hold on much longer.   Father went quickly out of the room and returned with some old towels placing them on the floor.

 

“Now you don’t need to worry!” he declared.

 

As all the men kept whispering to me to comply while they gathered round me becoming more and more excited my father picked his time – and laid a hard slap across my buttocks.   The stinging unexpected smack took me by surprise – and I lost control of my bladder.   Embarrassed I was made to stand open legged over the towels and daddy spread my pussy lips open.   I was even more shocked when toward the end one of the men knelt between my legs and I was assured it would be fine if I just finished peeing – into his mouth!

 

Father was turned on by this for quite a while and he would often get me to piss for him – or sometimes on him.   Once when he was licking my pussy he told me to stand and while he flicked his tongue over my clit he told me to pee.   It was another dirty game I became used to taking part in.

 

Only once did anything happen outside the home and that was when daddy and I were shopping he said he needed to see someone.   On a street in the seedier part of town we met a man and after daddy had spoken to him the man looked at me and then asked dad who I was.

 

“This is my daughter,” he said simply.

 

“Yeah, she looks to be a fine girl!” the man commented.

 

At that point dad walked me down the nearest alleyway beckoning the man to follow.   Stopping to make sure no one was about he lifted my skirt and bunched it round my waist in his hand.   Stood in front of the man I saw his eyes light up as he ogled the area between my legs.

 

“Don’t you think she’s more than just fine?” daddy asked.   “What do think now?”

 

The man hesitated then daddy invited him to touch – and touch he did.   His fingers went straight to my pussy and when he realised he was able to go further he slipped his fingers under my panties and felt inside my hole.   He was a happy man when daddy said he should visit us and get to know me properly.

 

I became a little nervous when the man asked, “Can’t I have a sample now?”

 

Pushing me into a recess between two out buildings dad told the man to show me “what he had got”.   The man took out the thickest cock I had ever seen and as I trembled with anxiety I heard daddy’s voice.

 

“Show him how well you can suck – good girl!

 

The man was beside himself with unbelievable joy and grinning he looked down at me and watched me take his dick into my mouth.   Something about the situation turned me on also and I gave the man the best blow job he had ever had.   When I felt his salty sperm shooting into my mouth I lifted my eyes to look into his and watch his fascination when I happily and enthusiastically swallowed his “cum”.   The man consequently became a regular visitor to the house when I found out he supplied my dad with very dubious material and was no stranger to illicit sex.

 

Amid all this was the fear that sometime these games would be discovered but I never imagined the most unusual way this would happen.   The night I dressed sexily for daddy expecting to ‘entertain’ a group of his friends I had no idea when I walked into the room that my mother would be there.

 

There was an awkward moment but as a man began to fondle and kiss me I managed to catch a glimpse of father taking my equally shocked and stunned mother out of the room for a little talk.   With my mind in a whirl I was almost oblivious to the fact that I was being held down in my seat by two men and the young boy that mother had been playing with was being encouraged to come and touch me.   All I could see in my mind and think about was the image of my mother letting a young boy masturbate into her mouth while the men watched and wanked!

 

Now my own dirty behaviour paled into insignificance – shit – this was my mother!

 

Suddenly I was conscious my parents had returned to the room.   Mother had a strange expression on her face that scared me a little.   Confused I wondered why the men had not released me or why no one seemed the slightest bit worried.   One of the men stood away and to my surprise mother replaced him in the seat beside me.   The boy was now fumbling between my legs and I moved thinking now I should stop him – mother stopped my attempts.

 

It was beginning to dawn on me now that my mother was just as depraved and kinky as my father was.   The boy was there for my mother; but now they seemed to have agreed to other more lustful uses of him.    I heard a voice telling him to remove my panties, then to kneel and lick between my legs; the voice belonged to my mother!  

 

Still in a mental whirl I felt the man on my other side start to remove my top then begin to play with my tits – mother smiled, and kissed me on the cheek.   Her hands dropped to my thighs and she held them apart opening my hole for the boy.

 

“Come here, stand up!” she commanded of the boy.

 

Now her face was near mine as she directed the lad to wank while she pulled him toward both our faces.   With alternating movements the boy’s penis went from my mouth to mothers and I felt her excitement growing as the men vocally signalled their approval.   When the lad spurted into my mouth the men went wild and soon both my mother and I were both being hard fucked as we lay side by side.

 

I remember very little about the events that followed during the next two days.   There were no long conversations or explanations and certainly not any recriminations.   Indeed it seemed as though neither of my parents could wait for the next time friends would visit.   Mother, at breakfast on the second day whispered that things would be fine but didn’t enlarge on exactly what she meant by that remark.   The evening of the following night was interrupted by a visit from three men and I was summoned to “Come downstairs, and through to the other room.”

 

I had taken part in many kinky and forbidden acts but the events of that night would stay the most memorable.   At one point I was laid flat with a man fucking me while mother knelt over me giving me the most passionate of kisses.   Simultaneously, with her backside pushed high in the air she was being well shafted from behind by another man.

 

For the pleasure of watching men my mother would kneel with me on the floor and guide a penis to my mouth for me to suck before she would share its taste with me.   That penis, for the added excitement of the audience would invariably belong to my father!   Mother would masturbate the shaft while she held my head pushing it into my mouth, kissing it and me at the same time.

 

Another ‘show’ was for mother to use a double dildo and fuck me while she licked and sucked on my tits, she became very aroused when I did likewise and took her breast between my lips then when a man had ejaculated into my mouth would use her tongue to lick up the sperm.   Mother was quite persuasive in getting me to allow certain men to use my anus and would happily lubricate me and assist.   Sometimes when all had gone home father would still be so worked up that he would fuck me hard while mother held and fondled me.

 

It was after many months of living this double life and, happily accepting it that I discovered that the inevitable had happened.   Mother and I, one evening, had gone out to see a show, quite normal and proper.   It was upon our early return that we heard noises coming from the ‘other room’ and for a few minutes just sat and listened.   I was surprised wondering who, apart from the usual type of men visitors could be in there; mother however had a knowing look on her face and was quite unperturbed.   When the door opened it revealed all and left me stunned and shocked.

 

Out from the room walked a man, a stranger, fastening up his trousers with a big smile on his face.   Behind him I looked into the room and at the same time heard the familiar sound of my little sister’s voice. She uttered a barely audible cry followed by a nervous giggle then as she walked across the room toward a waiting man sat with legs apart I saw that she was naked from the waist down.   At the same time I became aware of something else that although a familiar sight to me in this instance left me shaken.   I could see not one but two other men – and they too were devoid of any clothing from waist down.

 

Father had finally initiated my younger sister in the forbidden and sexual depraved world of our family.   The man fastening his pants didn’t seem the least bit worried about my mother and my own unexpected presence and it soon dawned on me why.   My mother quietly told me to relax and stay calm.   She had known all about this plan and as I later learned had taken me out merely to get me out of the way knowing that I may freak out knowing about this latest development.

 

Mother, it seemed, had taken some persuading to allow this (but the fact that she had even let herself be convinced and sat discussing the pros and cons showed fully the strange world my family moved in).   At least I had been at an age of sexual awareness and at the back of my mind I knew that one day father would look at my sisters developing body and think his forbidden thoughts.   However it seemed that lust and depravity had dictated that waiting was no longer an option.

 

I subsequently asked my sister a simple question, “How long have you been going into the ‘other room’?”

 

She answered innocently and immediately, “Oh, for a long time now!   Mummy said it would be fun but we haven’t to tell anyone.”

 

The one fact that was most disturbing to me was that as a family we shared dark and dangerous secrets and relied on each other to keep quiet.   It was a shock to know that in spite of this that we were nevertheless still keeping secrets from each other.

 

Father has moved on now, not banished you understand, he merely became bored and left!   We three are still together as a family but cannot change our past – or do we wish to. Mother is in the kitchen but she knows that my younger sister, now a little more grown up has just brought a man home and taken him into the room adjoining our lounge – the ‘other room’; I have just heard her ask him a question.

 

“Would you like me to keep my school uniform on?”

 

The End

 

Author’s Note:

I have brought this story to an end because much time has passed since I posted the last chapter and the remaining ones on my PC have accidentally been deleted.   I have also literally lost the plot!   The theme worked in a sort of way but I will now use my time to finish off all the half completed stories I have.   I thank all who read and commented on my efforts.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Now I am curious about all of these things because I have become an ass afficionado. I wasn’t one until recently, when I met my new man and learned that he was fascinated by porn. I asked him to show me one of his movies, and when he did, I just looked at him and said, "Oh YOU want some anal sex, don’t you?" He hung his head, and looked rather fishy and boyish.

"I’ll give it a try" I shrugged and pointed at the screen, "but let me work on it. I know she’s acting like it’s about the same as fucking her pussy, but you and I know that’s not the way it works. That hole is an exit."

I didn’t want to disappoint him. I wanted to grin and act all gung ho, but I worried that it was going to hurt like hell. I knew from looking at the length of the scene in the movie, he hoped to spend some quality time in my tight little ass, gripping the pale skin of my hips as he rode me hard. I knew that he really wanted to slam it to me. What had I promised to do?

We watched the rest of the movie and one young woman was so enthusiastic about her ass-fucking that she screamed and gyrated, trying to take in more. "Deeper! Deeper!" She screamed and panted. Another male actor was delighted to stick his dick in her too, so there she was, all over the big screen, taking in not just one dick, but two. Holy shit! These little sluts in these movies had no idea how high expectations are raised when our men see these shameless fuck sessions. Shit oh dear. And on the big screen, it was suddenly wall to wall asshole stretched out by two marvelous huge cocks. Complete with the surround sound shrieking "Oh yes, oooh yes, oh Baby Baby Baby."

My own man pulled out his 9-inch dick and started stroking, holding his hand loose and massaging the ridge at the base like he was about to start a fire. I loved to watch him masturbate, but I quickly took advantage of the situation to get my own pussy pumped. I leaned over a chair and he stood behind me, fucking my pussy doggy style, watching the actress call out. She ultimately took the cocks that had just been deep inside her ass, swallowed them down her throat, and exclaimed that they tasted great. Oh my goodness! My man pulled out and squirted his jizz all over my ass.

I was more than a little uncomfortable. My man was into sodomy. A small-dick boy had poked me in the ass once or twice, but after watching the video, I knew this was going to be different. I thought about how hard my man got, and how he would be sure to fill me to capacity. I was sure that it was going to feel like he was skewering me up to my neck. I had an image of myself on a rotisserie, his dick shoved up my ass, spinning over a bed of hot coals. I was skeptical that I would be able to show the same level of enthusiasm as the actress in the movie. I didn’t even think anyone could pay me enough to show the same level of enthusiasm as the actress in the movie. (How much do these girls make anyway?)

My one experience with ass-fucking had been confusing. The boy who had tried it was sort of grossed out, thinking "Ew! Is it going to smell like shit?" Once inside, he came quick and sloppy, with loud exclamation, like he’d just slammed his dick into an electric pencil sharpener, then pulled it out all pointed and done. My man now wouldn’t do me like that. His dick was fat! With my previous experience, there was an embarrassing time after the initial penetration of running to the toilet, making gassy noises, and feeling like I was going to ultimately mess all over the floor. Not acceptable.

I was going to have to teach myself to take it up the ass, and take it hard. I was going to have to learn to clean it thoroughly so I could be confident there wasn’t going to be an awful mess. I was going to have to be convincing or my man was going to be terribly disappointed and I was going to feel like a loser.

I began researching enemas. My goal was to be able to fuck my man like the girl in his movie fucked that hard dick, able to suck it off after the fact. I tried the small, cold enemas from the drug store shelf. I stood there in line, anxious and self-conscious, trying to make sure the woman behind the counter wasn’t the same gal who’d sold me one the week before. (I’d lied that I was using them to prepare myself for surgery.) I wasn’t impressed that the liquid was filled with diarrhetics and that the amount of liquid was probably about a cup and a half. What good was that going to do?

I checked their effectiveness by slamming myself in the ass with my smallest dildo until the muscles in my ass contracted and I expelled the last of the liquid. I found these enemas short-lived, and only marginally effective. And I wasn’t sure I was making any progress. This dildo was much smaller than my man, I used lots of lube, but it was still piercing and invasive. How did the movie girls do it? How did they keep going at it for most of an hour (my man says filming those scenes can take ten hours a day) and how in the hell did they learn to enjoy it?

What was I, a fucking wimp?

I went on the internet. Before long, I found several gay sites with plenty of instruction and a brown, unobtrusive box arrived in the mail. I opened the carton in the privacy of the bathroom on a quiet morning when my man had to work. I took out the bag, the clips to hold it up, and the long tube. At the end of the tube I screwed on an attachment like a narrow straw. I undressed, leaving my clothes in a pile by the door, and filled the bag with warm water. I quickly learned that the water had to be pretty much body temperature. Those skin surfaces inside were not used to touching anything cooler or warmer. Enemas, even as warm as bath water burned like a son of a bitch and I suspected they seared off a layer of skin. I soaped up the nozzle so that it was slippery enough to insert into my tight ass. (Oh shit how would I ever get his goddamn dick inside?) I pushed the water in from the bottle and then pushed it out. Lather, rinse, repeat. Another side effect was that the water didn’t all expel. A lot of it was absorbed by my body and some of it just slurped around. After about an hour, I really had to pee.

But I thought I was making progress. Before long I could put over a pint of water inside. Some of the articles on the internet said that true enema fanatics could take almost a gallon of water at a time, until their bellies expanded. They really got off on how long they could hold it inside. Some of them made mixtures of water and coffee or water and wine, counting on the absorbing properties of the colon to make them either jittery or drunk. Absolutely perverse! I wondered if they knew about Marilyn Monroe and her barbiturates. The article that suggested these methods did warn that you had little control over how much of the extra chemical your body was going to absorb inside your bowels. No shit!

I listened to an interview with porn star Jenna Haze. She was on Playboy Radio talking to Tiffany Granath. She disclosed that what she did to prepare for an anal sex scene was a combination of fasting and enemas. She said she’d never had an embarrassing experience on a set. I got a pad of paper and took notes.

Nervously, I decided I’d be ready. I called my man I’d be ready for a round of sex on Friday night. Thursday, at noon, I ate a salad, then after that, I cut off the solid foods. Yogurt for dinner. I did one of the box enemas that evening, and the diarrhetic went right through me. I evacuated most of what I had inside, then went to bed. I wanted to masturbate, then thought I’d better save it. Let the tension build.

Friday noon, I did another enema, water only, using a hot water bottle system that I purchased at Wal-Mart. I filled the pink bladder with tepid water. I attached the hoses and a nozzle that inserted into my ass. It sprayed water in several directions. Naked, I leaned over in the bathtub, the bladder of water under my knees and pushed on the bladder. The water started flowing through the tubes and filling up my bowels.

The feeling was intense. I’d already gotten most of the debris out the night before, so now it was more a "final rinse." The first water was a little cool and I could distinctively feel the water spread into my colon. Awesome! I knelt on the bladder and pushed a little more water in. I started to feel a little full, and I wanted to distract myself from the feeling so I could push more water inside after a minute.

I put my hand down and started diddling on my clit. Good distraction! I clenched the muscles of my anus to hold the water in, and rubbed my cliterous. I held the water, held the water, held the water. I rubbed my clit, rubbed my clit, rubbed my clit. I pushed on the bladder and forced a little more water inside. I rubbed my clit some more. I folded the rubber bladder in half to push the last bit of water inside. I thought I was holding about a quart! I felt so—so stretched. It was nice and cool inside. Water dripped a little from the nozzle, rolling cool water over my hand while I messed with my clit so I could hold it as long as possible.

Then it felt sudden that I needed to expel the water. I stood, stepped out of the bathtub and perched on the toilet. I pushed some of the water out, then clenched my ass shut. The longer I could hold the water, the better a rinse it would be. On the toilet, I played with my clit a little more. I felt all electrified and in tune with my body. I got the hair clippers and spread my thighs so I could trim my pubic hairs. I challenged myself to hold the water that little while longer. I felt the delicious vibration of the clippers as I trimmed my bush to about an eighth an inch. After I finished, I rolled my clit between my forefinger and thumb. I felt the fullness of the water in my ass.

I pushed the water out, as much as I could.

Oh dear! I wasn’t counting on liking the enema so much. I filled the enema bag again, this time with slightly warmer water. I inserted the nozzle in my asshole, and started pushing on the bag with my knee and forearm. The water squirted out, a jet flying off to the left and hitting the side of the tub. I pushed the nozzle inside a little deeper, then the water started filling me to capacity. I put my right hand between my thighs and I kept masturbating. The intensity against my clit was so effective at taking my mind off the filling feeling in my butt. I got one of my man’s razors and shaved the line of hairs that grew inside my pussy lips. I held the water in, held the water in. I arched my back as much as I could and pushed on the bladder of water to force every drop of water inside. Oh, I was such a good girl to take all this water! I reached back between my legs and tentatively shaved the circle of fine hairs from around my anus.

Oh fuck! I was so, so full! My rectum was all full of water and I could feel the water push up into my lower intestine, farther than a dick could probably reach. I pushed on the bladder of water some more, and I could even feel the water push more inside and my tummy started to distend. Oh fuck. This was about as full as I was going to get. I stood to cross the bathroom, clenching my ass closed. Oh! Oh! The water splashed out behind me, all over the bathtub.

I squatted and released the water. Oh it felt great. It really felt great. There was a little white pasty mucus from my bung hole coming out with the water, but other than that, I was spotlessly clean. After I was sure I had expressed all of the water, I walked naked into my bedroom and got a dildo from the drawer in the nightstand.

I went back into the bathtub. I soaped up the dildo and then I squatted down onto it, pushing it right into my butt. Oh my god. Oh fuck. It felt great! I had a squeaky clean ass, and the dildo slid in. I started rocking it in and out. Oh there was a little to push out. I got up, the dildo plugging my ass and went to the toilet. I pushed. Nothing much. More clear mucus. I went back to the bathtub, rinsed the hot water bag out and filled it a quarter way with warm water. I pushed the dildo back into my asshole and started riding it. Oh, oh oh yes!!! I think I’m gonna like this!

I got done with my little session in the tub and I laid on the bed. Oh my god. I was wonderfully exhausted. The enema was so thorough, and expelling it was it’s own little reward. I felt deliciously scoured clean. After a brief rest on the bed, I felt energized, and ready to take on the world.

I could hardly wait for my man to get home from work. I was fasting all day, so I sipped at my Diet Coke and chewed ice. In the middle of the afternoon, I peed and made sure I didn’t have anything else inside my colon by pushing the dildo back inside and working it some more. I came, and it was a different sort of cum. I wanted to experiment some more, but I decided to hold out and wait for my man.

He arrived with a bottle of white wine. I drank a glass. It went right through me, since I hadn’t eaten for almost 28 hours. My man was going to get the fuck of his life, but he didn’t know it, he didn’t have any idea. I drank another glass of wine, and I was feeling a buzz.

Of course I had already flashed out the credit card at Victoria’s Secret, so I had quite the show for him that night. I stripped down to a pale pink teddy that laced up the front. I took my time unlacing it, flashing my perfect 36C breasts. He took my ruddy nipples into his mouth and sucked, long and hard. Electricity shot right through me. I was ready to cum right then! I wasn’t surprised. Doing the enema had made me so aroused, and I’d carried that with me all afternoon. The idea of his big cock ramming in and out of me the same way that the girl had taken it in the video, well that was a huge turn-on for me too. Still wearing the teddy, I took his hand and led him into the bedroom.

I turned on the lights. He looked at me funny. "No way you’re going to miss a second of this." Men are always so much more visual than women, but I’ll admit that I wanted to see that big thick dick of his slipping in and out of my ass. He stripped off his clothes. He already had a boner stretching out, as big as the state of Florida.

"You sure you’re ready."

I remembered the several bags of water I’d deliriously flushed through my system. "Oh I’m ready. Yes baby, I’m ready."

The wine was going through me too. He’d brought my glass into the bedroom, so I took another sip. Then he picked me up and put me down on the bed, on my back. He carefully unlaced the rest of the teddy, and unsnapped the crotch of my teddy. "Take that thing off, will you?"

I pressed my breasts together and offered him a good shot of my cleavage, my nipples jutting out, then I pulled the teddy off over my head. I tossed it in the corner. I laid back on the bed, ready for him to do his thing.

He started by trailing fingers softly across my skin. He was picking up the natural electrical currents inside of me and swirled them all together. He teased me by circling his thumb around my nipples, then he sucked on each one in turn. I could fell that my pussy was already soaked. I wanted him so bad.

He took me vaginally at first. He put it in, and pushed my left leg up high, so that when he went inside me missionary style, he had my leg to hold. It went up over his shoulder, my ankle by his ear and it enabled us to both see the penetration of his cock into my love canal. He slid it in slowly, and then with one leg up and the other down, he could come at me from an angle. He "stirred" my juices with his beautiful cock. I could see him roll his hips in a circle as he directed his dick to hit the walls of my cunt, all the way around. Oh it felt wonderful! Then with my legs spread so, he put his hand on my clit, right above where he was grinding it, and he started to trace tiny circles around that little head as he stroked his dick in and out. Oh! Oh! Oh!

I don’t have any trouble cumming over and over, but it was rare for a man to take the time to find out how many times I could cum. My man was as patient as they made them. He could stroke me with my ankle up by his ear and stroke, stroke, stroke, sliding it in and out so slo-o-owly that we both were gasping with pleasure. Then he shifted around and pushed the other ankle up, so that his hips were mashing into my pussy and I was on fire. He fucked and fucked like a madman.

"Hey, you, I want some of that in my ass." I told him.

"You do? Oh shit." He kept pumping away, now invigorated by visions of asshole plums dancing in his head. "Shit Girl, well let me take some of the edge off first."

He flipped me over so I was on my hands and knees. He stood by the side of the bed and entered me doggy style. Oh! Oh! This was my favorite position, and he was still inside my cunt. I was so wet, I made slurp, slurp, slurpy sounds as he glided in and out. I knelt with my ass up, leaning against my forearms on the bed. I gripped the bedspread to hold my position. He was jamming at me so hard, he physically moved me forward on the mattress. I didn’t want to slam my head against the headboard.

He was hitting all the perfect spots and as hot as I was, I started to cum. I clenched his dick hard with my vaginal muscles as I clenched the blankets with my hands. I felt my body force out more fluids–I was cumming and dripping all over the place. My body had absorbed a lot of water from those enemas. I was saturated. It felt fabulous. Who needs to drink eight glasses of water a day when you can push three or four into your asshole and hold them in and take the liquid that way? I felt like I had a new lease on life.

My man pulled his twitching dick out of my vagina and he started jacking it. "I’m going to cum!" he announced, his hand sliding back and forth in the pattern he always used. His palm brushed past the head, and I saw it bulge and cum started spurting out. I stuck my tongue out and he aimed at my mouth, and jets of cum flew onto the bed, some of them hitting my mouth. I took my forefinger and scraped the white cream off my cheek and tasted it. God, I loved eating cum!

Then my man positioned my ass up, doggy style again. "I’m going to start teasing you a little, okay Baby?"

I nodded. I was still recovering from that great climax, but it would only take a moment for me to be ready again. He wanted me kneeling doggy style with my ass over the edge of the bed. He stood behind me, his own dick still pulsing out beads of cum. He was softer, but not completely soft. I knew that he would be rigid in no time. My man slicked his hands up with lubricant. We kept a pump bottle on the nightstand. He leaned down and studied my spotless asshole. He put his thumb on it, and slowly started tracing a circle around it. I leaned into his hand, enjoying feeling the trace around that tight hole. Then he inserted a finger. I would have normally recoiled against the sudden invasion into a hole designed as an exit, but after all my preparations, I was ready. It was like he was coming home. I wanted more.

"Come on, Baby! I’m ready. None of this sissy stuff."

Then two fingers. He inserted them like he was picking up a bowling ball. Two in my asshole, one in my cunt. Oh it felt good! The ridges of his knuckles pressed against the sphincter muscle, and I put my hands on my ass cheeks and held my asshole open to him. "Ahaa!" He said, excited, and he quickly expanded the opening, this time using two fingers from his left hand, and two fingers from his right. I was going to be able to take this, I thought. So far, everything felt great.

He kept inserting lubricated fingers inside my gaping asshole. I was bucking against him, wanting more. I looked down to check on him. His dick was standing at attention again. "Fuck that ass!" I told him. "Fuck me in my ass."

I didn’t need to tell him again. He dashed a squirt of lube across his dick and another on my asshole. He used his hand to spread the lube across his dick. I knew that the second erection would last and last. His glistening hard dick was just inches from my asshole. He was ready to plunge it in.

And Ooh I was so ready! I’m not going to tell you that it was anything like a good pussy fucking, because it’s not. It’s incredibly different. There’s a whole layer of skin blocking that dick from my cunt, but all the wires are still there. And having everything clean and a little wine in my system....ooooh, I could take it all night! My Baby stuck it in and Yes, it felt uncomfortable for maybe ten seconds, but he just held it there stiff as a pole and let my body adjust to the size. Then when I started rocking against it–the lightening started sizzling and rockets went off. If it started to feel a little intense, I just did what I did in the tub, I diddled my clit, letting the fireworks there distract me momentarily from his sheer size.

For a little while, I just felt slammed. Yes, it felt good, but I was at his mercy, you know what I mean? I couldn’t move much, I couldn’t react. I just crouched there on the edge of the bed, my ass over the side, his dick slamming into my asshole. It felt like almost too much. Then oh shit, it started to feel glorious. He reached around me and started jamming on my clit with his hand. I arched my back and I felt like the girl in the movie, "Deeper, Baby, deeper!"

He grabbed onto my hips and started slamming harder and faster. He pushed my lower back down, and I think he could feel the tip of his penis pushing to bust out, he could feel the motion through my flesh. The idea of that big ole dick of his just ramming my asshole, well it was such a turn-on. I looked at him through my legs, my ass high, trying to see what it looked like, his pink shaft disappearing inside of me, over and over. I couldn’t see him directly, not from that position, but I could see the reflection of him in the mirror on the inside of the door. He stood directly behind me, his hard dick lined up, pistoning in and out. Oh my god, it felt so good!

I couldn’t get enough! I clenched my sphincter around his dick and heard him catch his breath. Oooh that must have felt so tight! I clenched and clenched, gripping his dick with my tight, pink ass... "Give it to me!"

Oh sweet mother of god. The orgasm was so fucking insane! I felt it build and build, the clenching was starting to set it off. I could feel his dick hitting my G-spot, but it was coming at it from the wrong angle, and a layer of skin blocked it off. It felt exotic, like fucking my pussy through a layer of cloth. And from all the prepping I’d done with the enema a few hours before, my body was ready to explode! I felt the sensations build, higher and higher, and then there wasn’t much I could do. I clung to the layers of blanket on the bedspread, my man fucking and fucking from behind, the mattress slipping off the side from perpetual motion. I was completely absorbed by the intensity of having his dick in my ass.

The orgasm started washing through me, and I was its victim. It came over me like a wave, overpowering all my senses. There was a slight trickle of sweat rolling down my face. I closed my eyes, flooded with sensations. All I could feel was pushing and resisting, my body caught in a tug of war. I was about to bust! I was overwhelmed by the slam of his hard dick and my muscles clenching as hard as they could. I had no control. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" My fingers balled into fists. I started spasming against the soft cotton of my quilt. I wanted to push, push, push against him and he resisted by gripping the flesh of my ass like a pillow and jamming away. Phenomenal. I was crying out, yelling from the intensity, not wanting him to stop. I was pushing so hard, pushing, pushing, pushing. Cum started flying out, like jets of clear piss. My man saw the fluids flying. I could feel his dick tighten. "Shit Baby, shit! I’m gonna cum!" He gripped my hips, thrust his rod as deep as it would go and blew his load. I was still writhing and pulsing from my own orgasm and he more or less fell over me. We collapsed in a tussle of panting and heaving breasts. I couldn’t move. Muscles in my legs started twitching involuntarily. The flutter in my tummy didn’t quit for almost an hour.

“Your mine sugar,” 

“Shake that arse for me baby,” and other demeaning harangues were yelled my way.  I was so scared about what would happen to someone like me in here.

One of the guards laughed “I’d get a big bad friend if I were you,”

His mate retorted “I’d get two big friends.”

I spent first night in Chelmsford alone in a cell, scared to death and didn’t sleep a wink.  The next day I was assigned a cell in the general population wing and my cellmate was ‘Big Bill Stevens’.  He gave me the some advice.

“Mike, you need a really, really big friend or two, otherwise those lads will eat you alive. Or should I say you will spend your life eating them!” he laughed.

Bill went on to explain prison life to me; how there were two types of inmates really; the hunters and the hunted.  With my small stature and my soft body, unused to any physical work, I was a sitting duck for the freaks.  I explained my background to Bill, about how I was a successful businessman who had the misfortune to drive home after consuming nearly a bottle of scotch.  About how I didn’t even remember hitting the girl.

“We all have our stories to tell,” said Bill, “and yours don’t mean shite in here.” He added callously.

“However,” said Bill, “there is another class of inmate.  The kind like you that has a lot of money on the outside; the kind that can buy protection; the kind that can get a get a guard or two in his hip pocket. Your kind.” He half laughed.

And that was it, the deal was struck. Big Bill Stevens became my minder.  With a liberal sprinkling of cash, which was provided by a bent guard to whom I set up a special account to access to my money outside, (and who took twenty five percent of every penny I had him withdraw); I was assigned to a larger more comfortable cell with Bill. We lived like kings; special food, special privileges, special packages from the outside containing booze, cigarettes, pornography, anything to make life more comfortable or anything that could be used for trade inside the nick.

I figured it was costing me more to live in jail than it was to live the high life outside, but I was locked up for five years with no hope of release, and without Bill as my minder, a few guards in my pocket, and the influence and protection of my money, life would be hell.

Then about three months ago, it all went to shit.  I found out there was another class of prisoner, a very special class of inmate who was so unique that there could be only one in each jail, the kind of inmate that ate the hunters just as easily as the hunted.  The kind of hard man that had nothing to lose, and was so hard the other kingpins in the nick paid him tribute and did his bidding without question.  The kind of inmate who didn’t need to bribe guards (although he kept them well paid anyway), because with one phone call to the outside he could have any guard’s family battered or worse.  The real boss of Chelmsford prison was not the Governor, It was Eddie McGuire, or actually, Mister McGuire to anyone but his closest confidants.

Eddie was in for life, but Eddie still ran one of the most successful criminal gangs on the outside.  Eddie wanted for nothing on the inside, the only thing he couldn’t have was freedom. And now Eddie had me!

Four month’s ago Eddie approached me and said he was impressed with how a faggot little man like me had set myself up.  He said he had no problems with the way I lived, as long as I bought my ‘special concessions’ from him, and as long as he got ten percent of any cash that I had smuggled inside.  From the look on Bill’s face I knew I had choice but to comply.  I figured it was just life in the nick and what the hell I had plenty of money working for me outside.

Then about a month after that I was sitting in the cell I shared with Bill wondering what was taking him so long to do the daily rounds of bribes and trading when I had an unexpected visitor.  One of Eddie’s minders came in to the cell and said,

“Bill won’t be back.  In fact he ain’t going anywhere any more.  When the fracas is over, you get your ass down to Eddie’s you little toerag.”

I wondered what the fuck he was on about, but next minute 2 prison officers came in and turfed me out. They searched the cell from top to bottom removing all my contraband and luxuries.

“You can go back in now arsehole.” One of the guards sneered. “Bill has had an accident and won’t be back.  You’re on your own until we re-assign you to another cell.  Sleep well sweetie!” The guard crooned and sauntered off.

I was scared shitless but knew better than to ignore the summons to Eddie’s cell.  I hurried down, minder-less for the first time since my arrival.  Eddie was waiting for me.  He was a slim man in his fifties, but sinewy with muscle.  I had heard he had choked more than one man to death with his bare hands.

Eddie wasted no time explaining the situation; Bill had been withholding some of the money I was supposed to pay Eddie.  Bill was now a permanent guest of the hospital and would never walk again.  Bill had fucked up big time.  And more importantly, Bill was my minder so I was responsible for his actions.  I tried to explain the situation; that I didn’t know Bill was skimming from the tribute I was supposed to pay.  Eddie quickly went on to explain that he didn’t give a fuck, that my girly ass belonged to him now.  I was going to become his accountant, his financial adviser, and I was going to pay him for the privilege of his protection.

I was moved into a cell next to Eddie that evening. What could I do? I had to have a minder otherwise I would be every hard man’s toy. I complied with Eddie’s wishes. I managed his funds and barter inside and I paid my tribute. After a couple of weeks I though I had nearly a better set up than before. Then some changes started to happen and at first I didn’t realise how drastically they would affect me.

Eddie had me organise some women’s clothing be bought in.  We had become sort of friendly; well as friendly as you could get as an underling; probably because a little chap like me was no threat to him.  He showed me some fashion magazines that he had bought in and pointed out some skirts, blouses, suits, and lingerie.  I have to say I was not suspicious at this stage, fashion mags in jail were poor mans porn that you didn’t have to hide them from the guards. I had also come to find out that some of the other effeminate inmates dressed as women and performed sexual favours for money. I also knew some of the more powerful prisoners had ‘wives’, crossdressed men who lived with them in their cells in homosexual relationships, either for protection or because they were just queer.  The guards turned a blind eye or took part of their take from the ‘working girls’; either way, I wasn’t really interested. 

I figured Eddie had me order in the clothing either to sell to the ‘working girls’ or he had his own ‘wife’ hidden away somewhere discrete in the jail.  I was really puzzled at how much interest he had me show in ordering the lingerie and shoes. He took special care in selecting sizes. Together we poured over the catalogues and I feigned interest as much as I could. I agreed with him that high heels looked lovely on a nice set of legs, but were hardly practical for a crossdressed inmate to get around the jail.

“You fucking nonce!” He laughed, his voice roughened from forty cigarettes a day. “She won’t be wearing them around the nick, just in my cell, and mainly on my cot.” He laughed again.

We spent ages looking at stockings and pantyhose.  He told me how much he loved nylons on a shapely leg and had me order in large quantities of fully-fashioned stockings and sheer to the waist pantyhose in many different shades.  I explained to Eddie that they would cost a fortune, as even the guards who were on the pad didn’t like prisoners having nylons because they were an ideal medium for suicide by hanging.  One or two inmates in the past had suicided by hanging themselves with a stocking.

“Just get on with the order, secretary!” he scowled.  “Just fucking pay the price! Just fucking do what your told!” 

I hated upsetting Eddie in any way as he scared me to death, and now I leapt to my feet to make the deal with the bent guards and pay their ridiculous prices for the smuggled in lingerie and other girly items.  Another thing I didn’t like was that for a week or so Eddie kept calling me his ‘secretary’ for some reason. I figured it related in some way to me being his accountant. 

Then the fateful day happened. Today!

I could walk around the jail with immunity now that I was ‘one of Eddie’s’.  I had sometimes seen other inmates point to me and I overheard them referring to me as ‘Eddie’s new secretary’.

“Oh yes, I can see what he sees in her.” One ‘noncer’ said, which I found puzzling.

It was just after dinner when I returned to my cell to find one of the prison ‘wives’ waiting for me.  I had seen him before and knew him as Craig, one of Eddie’s underlings.  I only just recognised him though as he made a quite attractive and convincing woman.

“Fuck off you poofter!” I shouted at him, her, It!  “Don’t you know who I work for!”

“Oh I know darling,” she cooed at me. “ And Eddie said it’s time.  You’re coming with me honey.   I’m going to prepare you for him.”

“What the fuck are you talking about,” I said.

“Look honey, my name is Carmel and I work for Eddie.  And you’re coming with me and I’m going to show you how to transform yourself for Eddie.” Carmel said calmly.

“I still don’t know what the fuck you are talking about.” I said

“Well honey is you look over your shoulder you will see ‘Iron Bar’ Steve.  You can either be transformed by him or by me ok?” Carmel crooned.

I turned around, and sure enough, there was ‘Iron Bar’, Eddies enforcer. He was grinning at me and slapping a piece of steel pipe in the palm of his hand.  I made my decision and nodded to Carmel who led me out of my cell down into E Block.  E Block was pretty much deserted and I had heard rumours that it was a part of the prison used by prisoners and guards alike for activities the general population didn’t need to know about.

Carmel led me into one of the bathrooms in block and turned into the small room where a big old white bath sat.  It was full of steaming soapy water.

“Strip and get in sugar,” Carmel said.

I looked around saw all manner of soaps, shampoos, razors and such.

“Fuck off hag fag,” I sneered at Carmel.

“Steve, she wants you!” Carmel yelled out the door, and sure enough there was ‘Iron Bar’ with a smirk on his face, smacking his trusty pipe into the other palm. Carmel pushed her face right into mine.

“You don’t seem to understand do you Mike? You either do exactly as I say, which is what Eddie wants; or, I let Steve there take you for the last walk you’ll ever have!”

I now realised the severity of the situation but was still confused. Although enough to do exactly what Carmel said or I would have my legs broken in such a way they would never mend.  I shucked off my clothes and lowered myself into the bath.  Carmel threw me a loofah and said “Scrub!” So I did.  Then she sat on the edge of the bath and took one of the disposable razors from a pack.  I was not surprised that one of Eddie’s ‘girls’ would access to an item that anyone else in the prison population could never get.

Carmel lifted my leg and stated shaving it.  I tried to pull my leg away and she held it tight, gave me a stern look, then glanced towards the door where Steve was lounging outside. I surrendered.

“Watch how I do this hon,” Carmel said,  “you doing this shit yourself from now on.”

Then it dawned on me what was happening, the significance of the word ‘transform’; the reason Carmel was shaving my legs.  I felt numb.  I couldn’t comprehend why Eddie would do this to me.  I was in a trance as Carmel fished shaving my legs and then the soft down on my arms.  She shaved my face and rubbed moisturiser onto it.  Then she led me out of the bath and dried me off.  I was just like a mannequin that Carmel could move around and pose as she liked.  Carmel led me to the part of the bathroom that had about ten sinks and mirrors lined up along the wall. It wasn’t until later that I took notice that the usual stainless steel mirrors had been replaced with glass and that each of the mirrors had a bright light over it.  One of the sinks had a high stool set up in front of it and Carmel sat me on it.

“Now pay attention honey, you need to learn how to do this,” she said.

I noticed that on the shelf below the mirror was a large assortment of makeup.  Carmel took a damp sponge and applied generous amounts of foundation to my face, cooing at how lovely my skin was and that I didn’t need to use 'dermablend' or other such heavy-duty foundation.  After she had applied the foundation to my face and neck she picked up brush and applied a slightly lighter coloured powder to set my face.  She rouged my cheeks, accenting my high feminine cheekbones.  She fussed around my eyes applying liberal amounts of eyeshadow, eyeliner, and mascara. She then finished with another light dusting of powder. All the time Carmel was explaining to me how I would need to learn how to apply my own makeup. I was still too dazed to really accept what was happening. The final touch was the application of a bright red nail polish to my toe and fingernails.

Then Carmel reached under the sink and opened a cupboard.  She pulled out three wigs sitting on wig stands and I noticed there were a lot more in there.  Carmel looked at me seriously for awhile then selected a blonde bob and pilled it on my head.  She turned me towards the mirror and made some adjustments.  I was shocked as I looked at myself; I looked stunning.  I couldn’t believe the transformation to my face.  I looked like a sexy, mid thirties, over made-up, slut.

“You like?” Carmel smiled at me.

“I look like a fucking woman!” I shrieked.

“Well that’s the idea stupid,” Carmel Laughed. “Follow me.”

I followed her out of the bathroom, stark naked and with my face made up to look like a whore. ‘Iron Bar’ Steve followed at a menacing distance.  Carmel led me into a cell in a set of six on the next level up.  The five others around it were all deserted but the cots were made up with what looked like satin sheets and comforters.

“This is your workroom honey, hope you like it,” Carmel said as she led me inside the cell.

I couldn’t believe it, the oversized cot was made up with satin sheets and a full sized wardrobe was open and hanging there were the clothes that Eddie had made me help him pick out.  Four pairs of different coloured high heels were arranged on the bottom of the wardrobe and in the drawers that were pulled open was the lingerie Eddie had spent so much time selecting with me. Now I knew why! Carmel led me over to the bed and sat me down.

“Well I guess I better show you how to dress too,” she said.  “Eddie was quite specific about what you were to wear for him tonight.”

Carmel selected a pair of shiny, sheer to the waist taupe pantyhose and rolled them up my legs. She stood me up and showed me how to pull them tight around my arse.  The nylon felt cool and slippery on my legs, not unpleasant. I had always loved to run my hands up a nyloned thigh but had never imagined what it would be like to wears them.  I nearly died when Carmel put her hands inside the gusset of the hose and grabbed my cock and pushed back between my legs. The tight nylon held it snugly against my ass.

“There,” Carmel said, “lets get that little thing out of the way shall we?” she laughed.

I heard Steve laugh at the door and realised to my humiliation that he was watching the proceedings. Next Carmel pulled a pair of silky nylon peach coloured full cut panties from the drawer with a matching bra.

“Here,” she said, handing me the panties, “put these on while I get the breastforms”.

I didn’t know what the fuck she was talking about, Breastforms?  I slid into the panties, the silky nylon of the panties created little electric shocks of pleasure as they rubbed against the sheer nylons as they slid up my legs.  Carmel turned around and was holding two perfectly formed small breasts, one in each hand.  She put them down and put the bra on me then placed each of the plastic breasts in each cup.

“There is some adhesive in the dresser draw that has instructions on how to adhere the breastforms to your chest. You can learn to do that later.  The way I’m dressing you tonight it won’t matter you just need the shape.” Carmel said, sounding serious about subject totally alien to me.

I was still in shock as to what was happening to me when Carmel sat me down again and lifted my feet one by one and placed a back shiny high heel on each one.  She pulled out a little jewellery box from out of a draw in the base of the oversize cot. 

“For fuck sake keep this locked away from now on and never lend your jewellery to any of the other girls.” Carmel said very seriously.

‘My jewellery!’ ‘Other girls!’ ‘My workroom!’ What the fuck is happening to me I wanted to scream.  I kept my cool though, I realised I had no choice but to succumb to the ministrations of this freak man/women who was dressing me or have ‘Iron Bar’ Steve cripple me for life.  One I saw Eddie I knew I could convince him that he had his little joke and that I would make up for what ever mistake I had made as soon as I got back to work as his finance manager, back in the general population of the jail.

Carmel selected a simple gold ankle chain and fastened it around my slim ankle.  The gold twinkled in the light against the sheen of the sheer nylon. Carmel put two gold bands around my right wrist, and a simple but elegant, gold ladies watch on my left.  She placed another simple gold chain around my neck, for which hung a black onyx stone set in gold.  She clipped matching earrings to my ears.

“We’ll pierce your ears tomorrow hon,” she said humming away as she worked.

Like fuck you will, I though to myself.  Next Carmel had me stand and I teetered on the high heels, steadying myself by holding on to her. 

She smiled, “You’ll soon get used to them.”

I thought again, like fuck I would because after tonight I’ll never need to wear them.  Eddie will see this is a mistake. Carmel selected a satin waist-cincher that matched my bra and panties and pulled it tight around my waist.  My already un-masculine body was now positively effeminate.  My smooth long legs enhanced by the sheer hose, my arse had been pushed out slightly by the squeeze of the cincher, my false tits that just proportional to my small build, and my little waist. I looked like a well looked after thirty-year-old woman.

Next Carmel took a cream coloured silk blouse and pulled it up my arms and buttoned up the front.  It was open down to the second button and showed a hint of my peach bra.  Next she had me step into a peach nylon half slip, that again matched my bra and panties.  It too gave me little electric shocks of pleasure as it slid up my nyloned legs. Carmel reached into the wardrobe and pulled out a hanger on which there was a bark blue women’s business suit.  I remember Eddie picking it out of a catalogue and wondered at the time why his ‘working girls’ would need something so sophisticated.  But along with nurse’s uniforms and other fetish clothing I figured it was just to pander to some expensive punter’s peccadilloes.

Carmel had me step into the skirt and pulled it up my legs and fastened it around my waist. She straightened my blouse, ensuring it was tucked in and then surprised me as reached under the skirt and pulled the half-slip that had become rucked up when I donned the skirt.  I got another of those little electric shocks of pleasure form her hands straightening the slip and touching my stocking legs.  I looked down and was surprised to see a pair of sexy pantyhosed legs showing from below the hem of a navy blue skirt that was six inches above my knee.  Attached to those legs were a pair of sexy nylon encased feet, the red toenails showing though the gossamer nylon.  Around one slim ankle a gold bracelet reflected a glint of light.

Finally Carmel helped me into the matching jacket and led me over to a full-length mirror that was attached to the wardrobe door.  I was amazed! Staring back at me was a gorgeous woman in her mid thirties. Her bottle – blonde hair and over made-up face atop the cream blouse and navy blue power suit made her look sophisticated but strumpet like.  Carmel spun me around so I could see my side and rear.  My ass stuck out provocatively and stretched the material of the skirt taught against my arse. It was forced that way by the pull of cincher and stance I had to adopt to remain on feet in the high heels. The rear of the skirt had a small split that showed about another six inches of the back of my nyloned thighs.

Just then I saw hand reflected in the mirror as it grabbed my arse.  It was Steve.

“You look great,” he growled as he pawed my arse and legs.

“Get the fuck off her Steve or I’ll tell Eddie,” Carmel screamed smacking Steve’s hand away.

Steve retired to the door sheepishly.

“You know Eddie always gets them first!” she yelled after him.

Then the full light of the situation dawned on me.  As I looked at the reflection of the trampy woman in the business suit I realised she looked just like a caricature of the ‘sexy secretaries’ I had seen posing in porn magazines just before they stripped off their clothes, page by page.

Now I knew why Eddie had called me his secretary! Oh my god! He had been planning this for weeks, having me help him pick out clothes, obviously getting his ‘girls’ to find out my sizes for clothes and shoes.  And now I had no choice but to be Eddie’s ‘sexy secretary’ or suffer an agonising beating and the loss of my limbs!

“Mike, now you are Michele, you look beautiful. I hope you enjoy your first time as much as I did,” said Carmel as she slid past me and out the door.

And that is how I became to be dressed as a woman and standing in the far corner of a darkened cell on E Block of Chelmsford Correction Facility for Men, and waiting for the most dangerous inmate in the jail.

To be continued………………………………..

 

As Dan finished dressing, Trisha sprung up off the bed and stood between him and the doorway.

 

“So, Dad, is that all you’ve got in the tank? Or are you planning on giving Mom some of this tonight.” The brunette began to gently stroke her father’s flaccid cock beneath his pants as she ended her sentence.

 

            Rachel giggled as she watched Trisha working their father. Dan closed his eyes and took a deep breath as his younger daughter’s petite hand caressed his tired prick teasingly. He then opened them again and with noticeable effort, took Trisha’s hands and held them down by her side.

 

“When we have a little more time, I’ll show you just how much I have in my tank, honey.”

 

            His loving expression belied the intense tone of his avowal.

 

“And that goes for you, too.” He added as he turned his head to Rachel.

 

            The blonde felt a surge of lusty anticipation flood her system as her father locked eyes with her. The look he gave left her no doubt that given the chance he would indeed show them just how far he could go.

 

“Is that a promise?” the younger girl asked suggestively, her hands still being held fast by her father.

 

            Dan answered only with a fatigued smile and a deliberate kiss on Trisha’s forehead before leaving his daughter’s room.

 

            The sisters cleaned themselves up and went to their respective rooms to get dressed shortly after.

 

Rachel watched herself in the mirror as she dressed slowly. It seemed hard for her to believe that only three weeks had passed since this all began. It felt like years; almost like this was the way things had always been … or should have been.

 

Just a few minutes later though, Rachel found herself dealing with her first feelings of remorse. She thought she had examined the situation from every possible angle before the seduction of her father; but she had missed something, a glaring something at that. Her father had been unfaithful to her mother, and she and Trisha were the cause.

 

Sara came home only minutes after the girls had finished dressing. Rachel found it impossible to look her mom in the eyes and almost as hard to hide her guilty feelings. Although she knew she was just being paranoid, she felt that Sara could see evidence of the forbidden deed all over her face. Before long, she had retreated to the relative sanctuary of her room, where she stayed for the rest of the night.

 

At 11:30 the beautiful blonde was laying in bed quietly staring into the darkness, unable to sleep as she grappled with her conflicted emotions. She heard her door open and propped herself up on her elbows to see Trisha slip silently into the room. By the pale moonlight bleeding through her window, Rachel could see her sister was wearing nothing but a pair of white cotton panties.

 

Trisha slid alongside her older sister on the bed and began to kiss the blonde deeply as her left hand found one of Rachel’s firm breasts. After a long kiss, Trisha pulled back with a slightly puzzled look.

 

“Is something wrong?” the brunette asked as she idly continued manipulating her sister’s breast softly.

 

            After a brief pause Rachel answered.

 

“It’s just that … well … I feel like shit that we made Dad cheat on Mom.”

 

Trisha stared blankly at her sister for a long moment before suddenly breaking into a muffled laugh.

 

“Rachel, first of all we didn’t make Dad do anything. He wanted that for a long time. Believe me. And I don’t think she minds the results so much anyway … can’t you hear that?”

 

            Rachel stared, a little confused, at Trisha and after a moment she did hear something. It was moaning. And it was coming through the wall from their parents’ room. Just as she realized what the sound was, Trisha nodded deliberately to confirm it.

 

“Have you ever heard them through your wall before?” the younger girl asked, as if she already knew the answer.

 

            Rachel shook her head slowly.

 

“So why do you think that tonight, of all nights, Mom would be moaning louder than ever before?” The brunette’s hand slipped down like a snake between Rachel’s legs as she continued. “You know if you still feel bad, you just might get a chance to make it up to her.”

 

Rachel whimpered as Trisha began to stroke her pussy gently.

 

“Would you like that?”

 

            The blonde’s body began to respond involuntarily to her sister’s delicate ministrations as she answered her question with an affirmative nod.

 

“Would you like to slip down, between her legs …” Trisha increased her pace and Rachel’s breathing quickened accordingly. “And bring your mouth to her hot, wet pussy…”

 

“Yessssss.” Rachel hissed as her younger sister moved down between her legs.

 

“Say it! Tell me what you want to do!”

 

            Rachel moaned out as Trisha penetrated her with two fingers and began to tongue her clit.

 

“I want to eat her pussy!” she managed to spit out between breathy moans.

 

“Who’s pussy?” the younger girl asked immediately with an edge.

 

“I want to eat Mom’s pussy!”

 

            Trisha hesitated for a second before continuing her passionate tonguing of her sister’s pussy. Rachel’s proclamation had been much louder than she had expected and if their parents hadn’t been busy with their own noisemaking, she was sure they would have heard it. However, their mother’s faint moans could still be heard carrying through the shared wall so it was only a matter of a minute or two until Trisha had Rachel squealing and writhing in orgasmic ecstasy.

 

            The instant that Rachel stopped twitching, Trisha pulled her off the bed as she leaned back against the wall and rested one foot up on the night table. The older girl immediately dropped to her knees and dove into her sister’s dripping pussy. The brunette smiled and bit her bottom lip as she turned her ear to the wall and let out a low whimper. She caressed the wall gently as her hips began to sway in reply to Rachel’s delicate lapping.

 

            Trisha listened acutely to the growing moans of her mother. She envisioned her father’s huge cock blasting away relentlessly at Sara’s juicy pussy and tried to imagine exactly what contorted look her beautiful mother was wearing in response. Knowing that they were fucking only a few feet away heightened her arousal and along with Rachel’s keen knowledge of just how to eat her pussy, she soon found herself struggling to hold off her certain release.

 

            A few moments later when she heard her father begin to grunt as her mother let out a long, unsteady wail, she too let go. The brunette came simultaneously with her parents as she stared down at Rachel’s pretty blue eyes, watching her unblinkingly. She moaned out as she loosed a torrent of juices down her sister’s throat, the excess cascading over her chin and down the front of her tight body.

 

            Rachel dutifully licked Trisha clean as the younger girl reluctantly came back to reality. The sisters were soon back on the bed, kissing and caressing each other lovingly, tasting themselves on each other’s lips and tongues, before falling asleep in each other’s arms.

 

            Rachel stirred from a deep, comfortable sleep and squinted her eyes against the invading light knifing harshly through her blinds. She snuggled back against Trisha who was still asleep and holding the blonde tight in the spoon position. She had only closed her eyes for a second when they popped back open, wide. The nineteen year old stared at her clock for a long moment, trying to comprehend the numbers with her sleepy mind. It read 8:32.

 

            She quickly turned on her back and shook her sleeping sister.

 

“Trisha get up, it’s 8:30!

 

            The brunette only stirred briefly. Fear gripped Rachel tight. While waking up next to Trisha was wonderful, they hadn’t dared to actually sleep together since their parents had been home.

 

“Hey, come on!” she whispered louder and gave her sister a more forceful shove.

 

“What?!?” the younger girl whined as she woke reluctantly.

 

“Shhhhh … it’s already 8:30! You’ve got to go to your room!”

 

            Trisha took a moment to absorb the information and silently agreed. She gave Rachel a loving peck on the lips and pulled the sheet off their naked forms. Just as she did however, there was a knock on the door.

 

“Rachel? Are you up?” Sara called out.

 

            The sisters looked at each other in sudden panic for a long moment before Trisha sprang off the bed and dashed to the wall beside the door. Rachel threw her sheet back over her bare body just as Sara turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.

 

“Hey …”

 

            Sara paused as she surveyed the unusually messy room curiously. Rachel was generally very neat so it was strange for her mother to see two pair of panties as well as a bra and various other pieces of clothing strewn about so carelessly. Of course she had no way of knowing that one of those pair of panties belonged to Trisha.

 

“ … do you know where your sister is? She’s not home and her bed looks like it hasn’t even been slept in.”

 

            Rachel tried desperately to act casual but it was a thin facade at best. After a longer than needed pause she finally answered.

 

“ ummm … she was here last night … maybe she went for a run.”

 

            Sara again looked quizzically at her oldest daughter. Although Trisha was in phenomenal shape, she had never been much of a runner. Her mother’s eyes quickly scanned the room again as her intuition hinted that Rachel knew more than she was letting on.

 

            Rachel knew her hasty explanation was lame but hoped it would buy them enough time to at least sneak Trisha out of her room.

 

“Well I won’t panic yet …” Sara said slowly. “ … pick up your room a little when you get out of bed OK?”

 

            Rachel nodded and glanced over at Trisha, just inches behind the door, as she covered her mouth in an attempt not to laugh. Sara then closed the door slowly as she left. The blonde flopped dramatically back on to her bed in relief as Trisha giggled and quickly slid alongside her again.

 

“God damn … that was way too close.” Rachel said, her nerves still evident in her shaky voice.

 

            Trisha chuckled again as she lifted the sheet up off her sister’s nude form and took a playful peek inside.

 

“Do you think she knew you were naked under here?”

 

“Shut up!” the blonde answered quickly, failing however to conceal her own amusement.

 

“Mmmmm … all that excitement made me kinda horny.” Trisha squeezed one of Rachel’s breasts as she finished her sentence.

 

            They both laughed as Rachel playfully pushed Trisha’s hand from her breast and got up from the bed.

 

“I’ll go distract Mom so you can pretend you were out for a walk, or run or whatever.”

 

            The blonde slipped on a pair of warm-up pants and a t-shirt as she spoke.

 

“Maybe she went for a run?” Trisha asked jokingly. “What were you thinking?”

 

            Rachel grinned and shrugged before she turned and left the room.

 

            After changing into workout clothes, Trisha snuck out of the house as Rachel’s conversational diversion worked flawlessly. It was only a few minutes before the younger girl reentered the house breathing heavily as if she’d just run a marathon.

 

“Where were you?” Sara asked suspiciously as her daughter poured herself a glass of water.

 

“I went for a run, Mom.” Trisha answered coolly as she took a big gulp of water.

 

“After you made your bed?” Sara continued in her skeptical tone.

 

            Trisha turned to Rachel who was sitting at the table and gave her an overly dramatic, incredulous look.   She even added a “Huh!” for effect. She then approached Sara and took her mother’s face in her hands as she began to speak in an exaggerated “parental” voice.

 

“I’m so proud to have a daughter who’s organized AND takes an interest in her health!” She then planted a big novelty-type kiss on her mother’s lips before releasing her.

 

            Sara couldn’t help but be amused as she turned to Rachel. “I swear she gets stranger every day.”

 

“You have NO idea Mom!” the brunette declared theatrically as she left the kitchen.

 

            Early that afternoon the girls decided to lay out by the pool. Sara was sitting in the living room organizing paperwork as her daughters came down the stairs in their skimpiest bikinis. Trisha stopped Rachel just before they entered the room and without warning gave her sister’s nipples, and then hers, a good, hard pinch.

 

            They entered the room a moment later, giggling.

 

“Hey Mom. Rach and I are going to go lay out … wanna come?

 

“No, honey. I’ve got too much work to do.” Sara answered without even looking up from her reading.

 

“Work, work, work …” Trisha teased as she and Rachel stood directly in front of their mother.

 

“You know, pretty soon we’re both going to be away at school and then you won’t have these opportunities.” The brunette draped her arm over her sister’s shoulders and Rachel responded by laying her head on Trisha’s shoulder.

 

            Sara lowered her reading and looked up at her daughters. “Oh OK already … just give me five minutes to finish up and I’ll come out, OK?”

 

“Alright, but if you’re not by the pool in five minutes, we’re gonna come in here and drag you out.” Trisha said only half jokingly.

 

            With that the two sisters strolled out towards the pool. Sara, true to her word, finished up her reading and went up to change into her bathing suit, a nice floral print bikini; sexy, but not quite as revealing as her daughters’ suits. She then made her way down to the pool to join her daughters.

 

            She adjusted the lounge chair next to the girls as Rachel rubbed some lotion onto Trisha’s bare back. Sara noticed her younger daughter’s bikini top lying next to her chair but didn’t think much of it, considering she was lying on her stomach. A few minutes later as she began to apply her own lotion, Trisha sat up and nonchalantly pulled the string on the back of Rachel’s top, letting it slip off her sister noiselessly.

 

            Sara shot a surprised look at her topless daughters.

 

“What is this? The Riviera?” she asked, a slightly disapproving, parental tone permeating her voice.

 

            Both girls looked back at her incredulously before Trisha answered.

 

“Oh come on, Mom … they’re only boobs .” The brunette took her perfect breasts in her hands and began to juggle them playfully as she smiled at her mother.

 

“Ok, Ok … just as long as you don’t do this at the beach … you don’t do you?”

 

            Trisha stopped juggling and gave her mother a devilish smile.

 

“That all depends on what beach.” She raised her eyebrows jokingly a few times and gave her breasts one more squeeze before sitting on Rachel’s chair as the blonde laid down on her stomach.

 

            Sara just shook her head slowly. “Why do I even ask?”

 

            Trisha poured some lotion on her sister’s back and proceeded to work it in slowly. Instead of just spreading the coconut-scented cream, the brunette was soon massaging it in, paying particular, but not obvious attention to her lower back and the insides of her thighs. Rachel melted at Trisha’s teasing touch and turned her head to scan her mother’s hot body, her eyes hidden by her sunglasses.

 

            The blonde felt her pussy begin to drip as she eyed Sara’s still pert breasts, flat stomach and hidden mound with Trisha’s fingers only inches away from her swelling clit. She fought the growing urge to groan, she wanted release so suddenly and so wholly but knew that wasn’t possible, yet.

 

            After a few minutes, Trisha suddenly stopped and shifted over to her mother’s lounge chair.

 

“Alright … you’re turn.” The seventeen-year-old twirled her finger in a circle prompting Sara to turn over on her back. She hesitated for a second, unsure why, but then complied.

 

            Trisha went right for the clasp on her mother’s bikini top and unhooked it in an instant.

 

“Hey! Leave that on there.” Sara said in surprise.

 

“Oh come on, Mom. It’s totally in the way; it’s such a pain to have to go around it.” Trisha responded as she ignored her mother’s appeal and pushed the straps up over her shoulders.

 

“Don’t worry, when I’m done you can put your top back on, you big prude.”

 

            Rachel laughed out loud at Trisha’s joke as their mother replied.

 

“When did you become such a wiseass?” Sara asked, though not really annoyed.

 

            The younger daughter just chuckled as she dropped some lotion on her mother’s smooth back.

 

“Alright, I’ll stop being mean, and to make it up to you, I’ll give you a nice, little backrub.”

 

            Trisha slowly and deliberately began to work the cream into her mother’s pale, soft skin and was soon massaging her shoulders with a practiced touch.

 

“Mmmm … now that’s more like it.” Sara said softly.

 

            The brunette took her time making her way down her mother’s back, slowly rotating her massage wide down her sides. She skillfully brought her fingertips within the proverbial hair of the base of Sara’s hidden breasts and she noticed her mother jump a little as she did.

 

            Sara immediately attempted to first deny, then justify the pleasure she was getting from her daughter’s massage. “Backrubs are supposed to feel good.” She told herself. But she knew deep down that she was feeling a little more than just muscle pleasure.

 

            Trisha took her hands away as she reached for the bottle of lotion on the far side of her mother’s lounge chair.

 

“Dammit!” the girl whined as she “accidentally” knocked the bottle off the chair.

 

            She then leaned over Sara and dropped her heavy, bare breasts into the small of her mom’s back. Sara’s eyes popped wide open as she felt her daughter’s tits on her skin, her hard nipples jutting firmly into her flesh. Trisha took much longer than needed to finally corral the errant bottle, giving her a good opportunity to mash her gorgeous tits into her mother’s skin. The girl could feel prey tense up immediately and continued her manipulation with haste.

 

            She squeezed some more cream onto her lower back and took her time working it in as she had before.

 

            Sara sat completely still, her wide-open eyes faced away from her daughters as she chastised herself silently for the sudden sexual reaction she was getting from her daughter’s rubdown. She was instantly filled with disgust. She wanted to put a stop to it but felt like a deer caught in an oncoming vehicle’s headlights, simply unable to move.

 

            Rachel lay still and watched it all intently, feeling her pussy begin to drool at the thought of what might come from this.

 

            Trisha then squeezed some more lotion out, this time onto the back of Sara’s legs. The brunette began to rub the cream in, in the same, deliberate manner but with only her right hand. Her left suddenly slipped beneath Rachel’s ass from behind as she started to rub her sister’s pussy over her bikini. The blonde girl forcibly muffled a whimper and spread her legs a little to give Trisha’s probing fingers easier access.

 

            By now, Trisha could easily read the effect her massage was having on her mother and so continued to test her limits. She worked the lotion in even slower than before, letting her fingers pass perilously close to Sara’s inviting pussy, working the inside of her thighs purposefully. She also increased the pressure on Rachel’s mound and soon had her sister noiselessly humping her hand.

 

            Sara remained frozen, unable to comprehend what she was feeling. To her, this was all in her head. It never even entered her mind that Trisha could be doing anything to intentionally sexually arouse her. She felt a deep shame but also an undeniable, taboo, sexual intensity like nothing she’d ever felt before. She longed to put an end to the massage but didn’t want to be obvious in any way. “You’re making my pussy way too wet …” was the only reason she could think to give for abruptly ending the rubdown. And that was obviously not an option.

 

            Trisha continued to rub Rachel’s pussy harder and harder as the blonde watched her massage her mother until mercifully she reached the older woman’s ankles.

 

“There. All done.” The brunette’s voice dripped with false innocence as she hooked her mother’s top again.

 

            She then leaned over Sara again to grab the bottle of lotion and purposely let one nipple just graze her mother’s back again before laying back down in her own chair. Sara lay motionless and silent for a few minutes, still unable to fathom what had just happened to her. After nearly ten minutes, she finally stirred, rose from her chair and asked the girls if they wanted anything to drink. Both girls smiled as they saw their mother’s nipples, rock hard, straining against the fabric of her top. They both declined and she headed back into the house to get herself something cold.

 

            Once inside Sara poured herself a big glass of ice water and downed a hearty gulp, her face still wearing a fresh look of bewilderment. After a moment she slowly reached her hand into her suit bottom and pulled it out a second later. She stared in awe at the evidence of her soaking pussy glistening on her fingertips. It had been a long time, fifteen years to be exact, since she had been with a woman but she knew in her heart that it was the fact that it was her daughter that had elicited that powerful, completely unexpected reaction in her.

 

            When she rejoined her daughters by the pool, both girls had flipped over so that they were lying on their backs. Sara found it impossible not to steal guilty glances at their topless, nubile, young bodies as she tried in vain to ignore her growing lust. It became quickly apparent to her that she would have to tend to the swamp between her legs if she was going to be able to focus on anything else the rest of the day.

 

            The next hour passed relatively uneventfully. Sara continued her subtle peeping, which was not lost on the girls who in turn did their best to act naïve while stealing their own lusty gazes at their mother’s tight body. When Sara had finally had enough, she excused herself to go take a shower. Trisha and Rachel exchanged confident smiles as they eyed her still sculpted ass until she disappeared into the house.

 

            Within a few minutes Sara stepped under the refreshing, cool flow of water pouring from her showerhead, images of her near-nude daughters pervading her every thought. While she was obviously somewhat conflicted about the source of her sudden libidinous cravings, she saw no real harm in indulging in them. She attributed her heightened sexual awareness directly to the pounding she received at the hands, or more appropriately, hips of her husband the night before.

 

            She couldn’t recall Dan ever fucking her with such passion and intensity; it was like they were kids again. Whatever the cause, he had awakened a sleeping sexual giant inside his forty-year-old wife and she was all too happy to give that giant life.

 

It was only a matter of moments before her hands were liberally roaming all over her naked body. The imagery swirled; Trisha’s breasts, Rachel’s hard little nipples, Dan’s huge cock punishing her, just how perilously close her daughter’s fingers had passed to her soaking pussy.

 

Her hands quickly settled down, one on her breasts and one between her long, silky legs as she began to whimper softly. Within minutes, Sara found herself in the throes of an intense, long orgasm. Shuddering and shaking she had to brace herself against the tile wall to keep from literally falling over.

 

Shortly after she finished her shower, Sara got a phone call from Dan. He informed her he had to go away for an emergency meeting with a client in Atlanta. He asked her to pack a suitcase for him because he would only have a half hour or so to spend at home before he had to leave to catch his flight.

 

Sara disappointedly packed her husband’s suitcase. She was hoping to have another night like the previous one, especially since her orgasm in the shower only seemed to whet her suddenly voracious sexual appetite. But now it looked like she’d be left to her own devices, which would have to do the trick.

 

When Sara made her way back downstairs she met up with her daughters as they finally came in from the pool.

 

“Who was on the phone? Rachel asked.

 

“It was your father. He has to go away on business almost immediately. Do you think one of you could go bring his suitcase down from our room?”

 

“Sure Mom!” Rachel answered sweetly and quickly shot up the stairs to get the bag.

 

“Well, Rachel and I are going over to Erin’s house for a little party so it looks like you’ll have the house all to yourself.”

 

            Sara smiled internally at that prospect, already knowing exactly how she was going to use that “private time”.

 

            The girls were still, and not accidentally, in their bikinis when Dan came home about an hour later and he had a near-instant hard-on as soon as he saw them. Trisha gave him a playful hug and as she did, whispered into his ear.

 

“Come downstairs before you leave. We have a little going away present for you.”

 

            Before he could respond she backed away, smiling, and led Rachel into the basement family room. It was all he could do to not follow them that second but just as they disappeared, Sara came down the stairs to meet him.

 

            His wife didn’t bother with the standard “welcome home from work, honey” kiss. Instead she kissed her husband slowly and deeply. He had to try hard to keep his hips away from hers in an effort to hide his half-swollen cock.

 

“Mmmmm …. What was that for?” Dan asked.

 

“ That was for last night. And this …” Sara kissed her husband passionately again. “is for when you get home.”

 

“Well then, I’d better hurry.”

 

            They both chuckled before one last loving peck. Sara stepped into the kitchen to prepare a quick dinner for her husband as Dan slipped downstairs under the guise of organizing some paperwork for his trip.

 

            He felt only a twinge of guilt concerning his infidelity. He still loved Sara very much and indeed still loved sex with her. He was easily able to justify, to himself, the blossoming sexual relationship with his daughters. If not so with everyone, he was very honest with himself and he had been secretly lusting for both his daughters almost as soon as they had begun to develop.

 

            He quickly descended the stairs and stopped dead, with an excited smile, as he turned the corner into the room.

 

            His girls were kneeling together on the floor. The cups of Rachel’s bikini top were pulled up and Trisha was behind her slowly massaging her sister’s bare tits powerfully. Dan drank in the searing image for a long moment until Rachel beckoned for him to approach them.

 

            As soon as he was within reach, Rachel grabbed hold of his waistband and pulled his crotch to her face. Trisha slipped her right hand into the blonde’s bottom as both girls started to stroke their father’s already stiff cock through his pants.

 

            On a whispered command from her younger sister, Rachel then unzipped his pants and with some effort extracted his steely cock from it’s cotton prison. Knowing time was short, both girls pounced and began to kiss and lick the length of it passionately. Rachel began to whimper softly as Trisha rubbed her red-hot pussy steadily and placed her free hand on the back of the older girl’s head.

 

            The brunette then suddenly forced her sister’s head down and hissed, “Suck his balls …” before taking his rod into her throat smoothly. Dan couldn’t keep a deep groan from escaping as Trisha began to deep-throat him expertly while Rachel sucked hard on his big, exposed nuts.

 

            After a few minutes, the younger girl slipped her mouth off her father’s cock and forcibly replaced it with Rachel’s. Dan stared down in awe as the heat of the moment continued to rise exponentially. Trisha continued to stroke her sister’s pussy furiously as she forced the girl’s pretty face up and down on their father’s achingly hard cock.

 

            Rachel’s muffled moans grew more erratic as she neared her inevitable orgasm. Just before she started to come, Trisha yanked her mouth off Dan’s throbbing meat and resumed blowing her father ferociously. The blonde girl squealed and shook all over as she came and watched closely Trisha swallowing most of his immense length relentlessly.

 

            It was only a matter of moments, still while Rachel was coming, until Dan was ready. Trisha sealed her lips just past his enlarged cockhead and stared up into her father’s lust-filled eyes as he started to blow. She immediately closed her throat off and allowed blast after burning blast of his seed to fill her mouth. Her eyes never left his as he unloaded everything he had into her.

 

            In one even motion, Trisha finally released his spent cock from her vice-like lips and immediately planted a hard kiss on her older sister. Rachel was still twitching from the remnants of her climax when Trisha surprised her with the kiss and subsequent mouthful of her father’s come. Dan stood frozen, his heart pounding in his chest as he watched his incredible daughters kiss lovingly, sharing his huge load as what they failed to swallow unavoidably escaped in streams down their chins. When they finally separated Trisha swiped her index finger across her chin, looked up at her father innocently and slid the finger into her mouth, releasing it a few seconds later with a “pop”.

 

Dan dazedly put his cock away as the girls kissed once more then stood up.

 

“Are you sure you have to go away Dad?” Trisha asked teasingly as the three shared a light embrace.

 

            For a split-second Dan actually found himself trying to think of ways to get out of the trip, but he quickly gave up, knowing it was impossible. They each kissed deeply before heading upstairs, first the girls followed by their father a minute or so later.

 

            The family ate a quick, casual dinner and saw him off only a few minutes later without any more fanfare.

 

            At around 9:00 that night the sisters left the house for their party. Sara almost immediately poured herself a tall glass of wine and settled down on the couch with one of the few porno movies (and the only lesbian one) that Dan owned. Within minutes she set about the pleasurable task of her self-satisfaction, which she intended to make last the whole night.

 

            The girls stayed at their party long enough to get good and drunk but both had only one real goal for the night, to take each other home and fuck for hours. It was still relatively early, just before midnight, when they arrived back home from the short drive. They hurried up the front walk and quietly entered the house.

 

            They were surprised to see the soft glow of television light coming from the living room. Usually Sara was an “early to bed, early to rise” prototype, even on weekends. The sisters walked quietly over to investigate and both stopped, stunned at the scene they found.

 

            Playing on the TV repeatedly was the title screen of the lesbian porno. And lying on the couch, with an empty bottle of wine on the carpet where she had dropped it, was Sara; passed out and completely nude.

 

Sorry for the ridiculous delay on this chapter. I actually had most of it finished a couple months ago but ran into some problems that slowed me WAY down. Chapter 5 is already in progress.

 

Again I’d like to really thank everyone for your continued feedback, ya’ll have some great ideas and it’s always great to here what parts of the story people liked best/worst. Keep it coming!

 

Rufus