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That's How The Cookie Tumbles

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That’s How The Cookie
Tumbles

Purvversion






For readers who are looking for a story of how it came to be
that I had sex with my own niece, I’m afraid that this will only disappoint you
because about the only thing that truly sticks out in my mind was our first
time of sex, which is basically what I’ve put to writing. The lead up consisted
of many, many, little things starting fro

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m the time when she was about 13, but
nothing that would take up more than a short paragraph or two.



I can’t even say if I was the one who led her on, or if it
was just something that developed on its own. Because I was Cookie’s favorite
uncle, she seemed to snuggle up to me more than she did with others in the
family (and I, in turn, seemed to play with her more than with any of my other
nieces and nephews).



I think the first time I touched her inappropriately was
when she was 13. Cookie was teasing and taunting me, and that escalated to the
point where I had begun tickling her. All of a sudden, after one of her violent
shifts of laughter, my hand actually landed on her tiny breast. Of course, it
had been accidental and I pulled my hand away as if I’d just touched a hot
stove. Still, the way my mind had suddenly become alert, I think that was the
first time that I became aware that my niece was no longer a child. In fact,
the incident seemed to be the trigger, which soon had me looking at the
youngster with surprise and possibly suppressed lust. My surprise was at how
she had managed to mature without my noticing. From there I found myself
looking at her more and more.



Maybe it was that Cookie had occasionally noticed me looking
at her legs or chest, or maybe it was just that she was maturing, but whatever
the case, it was during the next year that I found that I was becoming totally
aware of her femininity whenever she would sit on my lap or rest back on my
chest. I soon began to purposely breathe in her youthful aroma when we were
close to each other. I also started to deliberately, yet surreptitiously touch
her young body. That my niece never objected meant that she either never
noticed or that maybe she was okay with my doing those things.



It was soon after Cookie turned fourteen that we began
playing eye games - - or maybe it was just my imagination, I’m not sure. I only
know that whenever I was over visiting at her house, our eyes seemed to play
with each other. I tried to figure out whether it was only my imagination and I
finally decided it wasn’t. It was also around that time that I began to
masturbate at night with visions of the youngster in my head, and I was
continuously awash in self-recrimination for the thoughts I was starting to
have about her.



She had just turned 15 when this happened. It was a little
after 4 P.M. on a Saturday afternoon,
and I had gone over to visit her mom and dad. When I got to their house, I
found that Cookie was alone. Ken and Mindy had just left, and apparently were
going to be gone for the rest of the day. They were going to do a bit of
shopping, and then go to dinner and a movie. They weren’t expected back until
late at night.



They’d left my niece some money to call for pizza, and Cookie
had been going to have a friend over later. Even though my sister and her hubby
were out, I decided to visit with my niece anyway.



It wasn’t long before I found myself looking at the
15-year-old as if I was a lecher (which I suppose I was). She had been wearing
tight jeans, and her shapely butt was a sight to behold. A few times, she
caught me looking at her as she was walking about, and she smiled. At one
point, I swear that her eyes went to my crotch, which, although not the first
time, was certainly enough to get my adrenalin pumped.



It was while I was trying to keep my attention away from her
body and on the TV that Cookie told me that she would be back in about 15
minutes; saying she felt so grungy, she wanted to take a quick shower.



It was about a half-hour later when the youngster returned
and this time she was wearing a skirt and blouse. I swear my cock hardened when
she walked into the room, because it was obvious that she was trying to impress
me. I mean the skirt was so short that I’m sure that my sister didn’t even know
about it or if she did she probably forbade her daughter from wearing it.



Cookie had also put on some eye make up and she had on a
tint of lipstick, which she never wore around the house. However, it was the
youngster’s blouse that really got my attention. It was a light blue silk
pullover and to my amazement, my little niece’s nipples pointed through; she
obviously wasn’t wearing a bra.



I caught my breath at the sight and she paused and smiled,
looking into my eyes. I was sure that the youngster wanted me to do more than
look; this seemed like a transparent invitation. Yet because of her age and our
relationship a voice was screaming in my head not to do anything.



Our eyes held and I could see that she was breathing very
hard. I think we were both afraid to speak, both afraid that our voices would
fail, both afraid that we might find that it wasn’t so, that we were making up
something in our heads that really didn’t exist.



“God you’re so beautiful,” I finally whispered.



Cookie looked at me as if she were struggling with what to
say. Finally, she asked, softly, “Am I?”



I nodded and sat up straight, then moved forward on the
cushion, spreading my legs as an invitation for her to come by me.



My niece took a breath and then slowly walked toward the
easy chair in which I was sitting, until she was standing directly in front of
me. I slowly lifted a hand and watched her reaction. The youngster simply
watched me as I reached out to touch her left thigh, just below the hem of her miniskirt.
The feel of the soft flesh of her thighs was causing my penis to tingle.



I looked up and saw that Cookie closed her eyes as I touched
her, at the same time I noticed that she was breathing more rapidly. I began to
slowly massage her thighs, staying below the hem of her skirt.



"Cookie, would you like to see how you attract me; how
you excite me?”



She seemed frozen on the spot, afraid.



“Sweetheart, open your eyes and look at me."



She did as I asked and then I motioned to her with my eyes to
direct her gaze down to my crotch. As she slowly complied, I opened my legs
even wider, so as to lewdly display my hardened cock, bulging pants and all,
for her eyes. It turned me on to show my young niece my erection through my
pants, and it turned me on even more to see the expression on her face as she
stared at it, her mouth open, speechless and wide-eyed. At fifteen, she may
have been pure, but she wasn’t unaware of life.



"Cookie you've never been with a man, have you?"



The youngster shook her head from side to side in response
to my question. Her face was full of excitement and nervousness.



"Have you ever seen a man's hardness before?"



She indicated no with the slightest movement of her head,
and I didn’t detect anything to indicate that she wanted me to stop.



I don’t think that I’d ever been so afraid in my life. That
fear only fueled my excitement.



Tentatively, I began to slide my hands up under her skirt,
feeling the smooth, firm muscles of her upper thighs, then further up to her
firm buttocks. If I would have sensed or seen any aversion in her eyes, I would
have stopped. Instead, I saw excitement mixed with fear on my niece’s face; the
fear obviously of the unknown. With my cock now throbbing, I continued to feel
the youngster up under her skirt, waiting to see if and when she would stop me,
and pull away, but it never happened. By her breathing pattern, I sensed that Cookie
wanted more.



Nervously, I took the next step. My right hand slowly slid
around to the front of her body, gently moving in between her legs - - I could
feel her trembling. She knew what I was about to do and obviously was at least
partially willing, maybe even totally. When she didn’t reach down to stop me, I
then gently cupped the crotch of her panties.



As my hand gently cupped her, Cookie moaned. Then she took a
half step outward, opening her legs more and giving me greater access. My hand
explored her mons through her panties. My niece was very wet. I began to rub
gently at the crack where her pussy lips puffed and met. When she moaned again,
I moved my fingers up, searching for and finding the small protrusion. I slowly
rubbed her clitoris through her thin panties and my niece began to grind her
little mound ever so slightly against my hand.



Cookie then looked at me and began to speak haltingly,
"Uncle Ron...can I…I want to...Ohh my god...," With that, she let out
a sigh.



"What is it, Hon? What do you want, sweetheart?"



"Can I see your pe...your c-cock? I've never seen a
man's thing before."



My cock was so hard it couldn’t get any harder, but because
of its excitement, it seemed to want to try to enlarge even further. Unable to
do so, it caused it to hurt from its super tightness.



I stopped rubbing her and began to open my pants. I wanted
nothing more than to display my hardness to this beautiful young teenager. As I
opened my belt buckle and began to unzip, I whispered, hoarsely, “Lift your
skirt for me, Hon. Let me see you there.”



Our eyes met and held for about ten seconds. I saw my
15-year-old niece swallow nervously and then she reached down to grasp the hem
of her miniskirt. With both hands, she slowly drew the skirt upwards, her hands
seeming to almost move in slow motion. She had undoubtedly decided to cross the
line, just how far I wasn’t sure. I determined that it was time to take the
chance to find out.



Raising myself up off the chair, in one move I lowered my
pants and briefs, exposing my erect cock to the youngster. By then my balls
were tight and full of cum. I lowered myself back to a sitting position
directly in front of her.



Cookie stared at my cock for what seemed an eternity. My
heart was pounding, wondering if she was going to run away or possibly scream,
while hoping beyond hope that she was willing.



Finally, she whispered, "Can I touch you, Uncle Ron? I
want to know what it feels like when it gets hard like that."



Then, without waiting for my reply, the teenager moved.
While still holding her skirt uplifted in her left hand, she bent a bit, and
then reached down with her right hand. I sucked in my breath as I felt her soft
fingers slowly and gently wrap themselves around my throbbing flesh. Her
fingers were hot to the touch on my cock and I had to keep from shooting off at
their touch. Instead of immediately either pulling away in fear or beginning to
touch about in curiosity, Cookie’s hand paused in place. The heat from her hand
seemed to be burning my shaft, which itself was heated. After about 30 seconds
in which I guess she was coming to grips with what was happening, Cookie soon
began to slide her right hand up and down my throbbing cock, drawing
lubrication from the precum that was leaking out the tip. With her left hand,
she continued to hold her skirt up around her waist and exhibit her
panty-covered pussy to me. I can’t tell you how arousing that sight was, to see
my own niece’s nakedness from the hips down, only covered by her panties.



The time had come to make a decision, either to let her
continue touching me, working her hand about my flesh, and come all over her
hand, or go for what I really wanted.



I gently grabbed her right wrist and stopped the movement of
her hand on my cock.



"Doesn't that feel good…? Did I hurt you…?" she
nervously asked.



I smiled and reached up to her blouse. Immediately the
youngster understood what I was going to do. To my relief, my niece wanted this
too. Letting go of my cock and her skirt, she lifted her arms as I raised the
blouse above her head.



In one movement I tossed it aside. Then I looked in wonder.
I had guessed right, Cookie wasn’t wearing a bra. My eyes immediately
scrutinized the smallish round cups of flesh with their hard pointed nipples.
They were about the size of oranges and stood out proudly, taut balls of flesh.



"They're beautiful, baby girl."



My niece looked at me questioningly and I knew what she was
thinking.



"No they are not too small, in fact they are perfect;
so firm and round. Such nice nipples."



With that, I began to caress her hard little nipples and she
again closed her eyes and moaned in pleasure. I then leaned forward and took
one of the wondrous morsels in my mouth, gently sucking on it. I heard her
gasp. My cock grazed up against her smooth, naked thigh as I licked and sucked
her nipples. Cookie began moaning again and I knew that the teen was not going
to stop me from anything. I nipped at the nipple and she pushed her chest into
me.



With reluctance, I left my niece’s breasts and began to undo
the buttons on the side of her miniskirt. When the skirt was loosened, it
floated down her legs to the floor. She stood there in nothing but her blue
nylon panties, which fit her as tight as if it was her own skin. I reached up
with my hands and placed them on her hips. Then after looking up to her face, I
moved my head to her crotch and inhaled the young female musk that was
emanating from her pussy. Then I began to lick her through the panties. I heard
her gasp as she instinctively opened her legs even further to give me greater
access to pleasure her. I reached around and cupped her hot butt cheeks in my
hands as I lapped and breathed into the heated crotch. It didn't take long to
bring the youngster to her first orgasm. She shuddered and grabbed the back of
my head pushing it into her nylon-covered crotch. Her firm, quivering thighs
gently squeezed my head.



As she began to recover from her pleasure, she straightened
up and looked again at my throbbing erect penis.



"Do you want to put it inside me, Uncle Ron?"



I groaned at the thought of having her. “Oh god yes, baby
doll. There’s nothing that I want more. I’m just so afraid if someone was to
find out…”



“Me too, but I promise…I won’t tell.”



This was no time for either conversation or debate. I really
had very little control over my needs.



I stood up and my niece gave me room, taking a step back.
Then, I gently pushed her back until she was against the couch. With my
guidance, she lowered herself on to it. I reached down and put my fingers into
the waistband of her panties. As she watched me anxiously, I paused, giving her
time to back out. With no objection forthcoming, I then pulled them down her
legs to her ankles. Hurriedly, she then kicked them off and raised her knees
up, knowingly spreading wide her thighs.



Cookie’s female instincts were taking over her body as she
revealed her virginal pussy in all its glory. At the same time, I lowered
myself to my knees on the floor, directly between her parted legs, my eyes
zoning in on a 15-year-old’s pussy for the first time in my life.



Instinctively, Cookie tried to close her thighs. So many
girls her age think that their vaginas are disgusting looking.



I stopped her. “Please don’t baby girl. Let me look at it,
it's so sexy, so womanly. Your pussy is beautiful."



The youngster looked up at me and then turned her reddened
face away from mine.



"It’s got hair there now. That makes it ugly. Mom won’t
let me shave."



I answered her by smiling at her and bending forward to lick
her again; this time, without the barrier of her nylon panties, I let my nose
go up into my niece’s hole, just smelling and inhaling her awesome musky scent.
Carefully, I pulled her pussy lips apart with my free hand and probed my tongue
into the inner surface of her inner lips.



Cookie cried out from the intense pleasure she was feeling.
"Oh, my God, Uncle Ron, that's wonderful. That is the most incredible
thing ever."



Her thighs had already turned out, presenting her pussy
fully to me. And I knew in a few seconds she would feel something even better.



I tried to fuck her with my tongue, wedging it into her as
far as it could go.



“Ahhhmmmm, ooooh god Uncle Ronnnnghh ahhhh…!”



I was attacking the youngster’s cunt with my mouth and my
tongue, eagerly sucking, licking, and stroking her clitoris. I was determined
to make her cum. She was moaning and whimpering; ramming her pussy into my face.
Her young body was rocking and thrashing about excitedly on the couch. With my
tongue, I pushed her the hood of her clit out of the way and sucked her swollen
love button into my mouth. My lips formed a seal at the base of Cookie's
adorable clit and I applied a gentle suction, caressing the engorged sides and
top with my tongue.



“Ohgodohgodohgod…”



Like most women, almost reflexively, the youngster squeezed
my temples with her legs and pressed on the back of my head, forcing my face
into her pussy, which was already fucking upward.



"Ohmygod, what's happening?" she cried. "It's
wonnngh-derful!"



My niece was now continuously moaning as she squeezed my
head between her thighs, pushing her pelvis up to meet my mouth. The moans
turned to mutters as she writhed and bucked from my eager oral ministrations.



After a few minutes of this, Cookie started cumming. I
suppose that she masturbated, but I think that now, for the first time in her
life, my little niece was having an all-out orgasm. The 15-year-old rocked back
and forth on her ass, pitching my head around, while her upper body thrashed
about excitedly on the couch. I kept my arms tightly holding to her thighs and
my mouth kept sucking and licking her clit. Cookie continued cumming for
several minutes until her whole body gave a violent spasm, her back arched and
she rode the highest wave of her climax. She screamed and straightened her legs
up in the air. I pulled back and watched, my face wet with the 15-year-old’s
awesome smell.



Then she watched me with wild eyes that looked like a
frantic animal’s. My cock began to twitch when she said in a very quiet voice,
"Please fuck me, Uncle Ron. I want to feel you inside me."



I looked down at this sexy young teen, her long legs wantonly
spread open, with her knees raised. My niece was knowingly spreading her
thighs, offering her pussy for the first time in her life. Her perfect mound
was open and inviting, all of its wet pinkness revealed to my eyes. Her clit
was standing up out of its little hood of surrounding skin. And her hole was
completely open, waiting for the moment that it would be penetrated for the
first time.



“Okay baby girl. I will. Remember no one can know…”



I gripped her legs just under her knees and moved forward as
I spread her legs as far as I could. Cookie surprised me by reaching down with
both of her hands and guiding my cock to her. Her eagerness was only increasing
the need I felt as the head of my cock first made contact with her wetness. I
was poised to enter my own niece’s pussy-hole when I looked at her face.



"Do it," she said, "but g-go easy, d-don't
hurt me."



I groaned as the head of my cock slid into the youngster. I
leaned into her gently. She was very wet and, in spite of the fact that my
niece was a virgin, I met little resistance. I eased my cock into her, letting
my cock slide slowly into her. She gasped as I slid into her, a low breathy
sound that started as a sigh and built into a groan of pure pleasure.



As she began to open to me, Cookie emitted a long, soft, groan.
Her pussy was enveloping my cock in a warm wet hold. She was tight inside, as
only a young teen virgin could be. Her legs wrapped around my waist and pulled
me to her. Her pussy was wet, heated velvet, I thought I was gonna blow my load
right there. I held very still, trying to regain some control.



I looked down to enjoy the sight of my throbbing cock
embedded within the growth of hair in her pussy. Then she tightened her long
legs around me and began to thrust herself up toward me. I withdrew, then
thrust back into her, and then started pumping my cock in and out.



I backed off and pushed in again - - a little deeper - -
then again - - again; each thrush eliciting a pleasurable grunt from within the
depths of her throat. Probing a little deeper each time, until I finally pushed
my pubic bone against hers. I pushed myself in to the hilt until I could feel
that I could go no further, reveling in the feel of her. YES! I didn’t want to
move for the rest of my life. However, a greater need rose up – I needed to reach
sexual heights as much as I needed air.



I began to slowly move my cock back out and Cookie grabbed
at my hips as if to stop me.



"Just stay in me, Uncle Ron. I want to be filled up
with you."



I slowly pulled back to the sound of a needful whimper, “Nooo.”



I pushed back in, “Yessss.”



I pulled back. “Nooo.”



And pushed in faster, “Ohhhh.”



Faster and faster I went. I began to fuck Cookie as hard and
as fast as I could - - and she loved it.



She opened her eyes, and I could see pure lust as our eyes
met. I withdrew nearly all the way, then stroked back into her. Cookie groaned
aloud and hotly urged, “It’s okay, Uncle Ron. Do it harder - - harder please?”



We started rocking on the couch, slowly at first, I started
thrusting deeper and harder, and she was arching up to meet every thrust,
fucking me as much as I was fucking her.



I reared back to get a better angle and reached down with
one hand to stroke her clit while we rocked back and forth, At that contact, Cookie
started to shiver; her hips started jerking and her pussy clamped down on me
like a vise.



She was gasping now, short ragged breaths. She wrapped her
legs around my hips, pulling me so deep inside her I felt her cervix against
the tip of my dick. My little niece seemed to love fucking! I dug in and pushed
harder, still stroking her clit.



I knew this couldn't last as I had been so hard for so long
and my niece was so worked up. I began to thrust in and out, picking up the
tempo as I felt myself so close to cumming. I ran my hands up and down her
smooth legs as I fucked in and out of her cunt. Cookie instinctively wrapped
those legs around me, squeezing at me as she bucked up to meet my increasingly
more demanding thrusts. I could feel her inner cunt muscles clamping on my
cock, coaxing my cum out. GOD SHE WAS
TIGHT!



“Ohmygod ohmygod Ohmygod!!!” she urgently uttered, her cries
now unmistakably those of a girl at the height of pleasure.



Then she was moaning and muttering incoherently and I could
feel my cum rising. She suddenly screamed out, “OH GOD IT’S - - SOMETHING’S I
CAN’T STOP IT!!!! OH IT’S SOOOOO AHHHH UNCLE RONNNNNNNGGGGGGG AHHHHH…”



My hot little niece was cumming, and in an attempt to finish
together, I started to speed up my pumps. The youngster was gasping and
breathing faster; her cunt was squishing as I pistoned in and out of her.



“Oh god baby girl OH GOD let me go…” I was half-heartedly
trying to pull out and she clutched at me tighter, almost as if she knew what
was about to occur. “Cookie oh my god hon, I’m going to … AHHHHHHHH”



She screamed. A wordless howl of pure pleasure. Then she was
hurriedly babbling, "Make me feel it, Uncle Ron. I want to feel you
squirting inside me oh yes fuck me, yes."



I was getting close; I felt my load boiling in my balls. I thrust
my cock in as far as I could and suddenly, I couldn't hold back any longer. I
pushed into her one more time and let go. My entire body tightened as I felt my
cock begin to shoot my copious load of cum into my little niece’s rippling
cunt. As my cock bottomed out within the child, I could feel the precious waves
of her orgasm pulsate through her groin.



Cookie screamed and continued to pant quickly, pushing back
up to me, her muscles clamping on my pumping cock. She was like a wild animal.



She screamed again and continued to cum just as my first
jets of cum shot into her, splashing off her cervix and coating the inside of
her pussy. I felt a warm rush flow over my dick; my niece had cum so much she
was leaking her juices and my jism all over us. She was grasping at me as if
her life depended on it and we worked with all of our passion against each
other as our incestuous fluids met in her heated depths.



I started to pull back, but she grabbed me and pulled my
face to hers.



"No! Don’t take it out!" she hissed. Her legs
tightened around me again and I felt her pussy quiver.



I kissed her and that slight movement set off an orgasmic
aftershock. She shuddered, and my super-sensitive dick was firmly clamped
inside her, sending matching tremors throughout my body every time either of
made the slightest move.



I slowly relaxed against her, our breath mingling,
heartbeats gently slowing to normal, the tremors fading. I kissed her again,
tasting her mouth and lips.



Finally, we both ceased moving. The youngster smiled at me.



"You fucked me and you finished in me. Promise me you
won't tell anyone what we did Uncle Ron."



I slowly pulled out and looked at my niece’s pussy, now
dripping with my semen and her juices, thick and laced with pink. Her lips were
open and puffy. I loved the view I now had of her pussy and her long legs open
for me.



That was only the first time that Cookie and I had sex,
although, after that, I was more careful.


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Thinking i had imagined that squeeze, i followed Kerry into the lounge, closing the front door behind me. I sat down on the sofa next to Kerry, and mum got us all drinks.

After a day of not mch going on, mum suggested we rent a film, so she left to get one whilst myself and the girls set up the lounge. I maneuvered the two sides of the corner sofa to that they were making a loose triangle with the TV, allowing everyone a goos view of the screen. Naturally, i took the center seat, and lay back against the cushions to wait for the return of the film and my mother. The girls arrayed themselves about me; Aunt Kerry was on my right, with Alice on my left. Jenny decided she was going to sit with my mum when she got back, so she placed herself in the middle of one of the sofas.

After 20 or so minutes, me and Kerry were talking about how life was treating us, and mum came in the door. She put her coat and things on the floor by the door and joined us in the lounge. She put the DVD in the machine and turned the lights off in the room, now the TV was the only illumination in the room. Jenny wrangled my mum into sitting with her; that left me, Alice and Kerry to ourselves in the corner.

As the film started, the blankets we had over us started to move, as i felt Alice's hand move up my leg and down under the waistband, delving into my boxers to fondle my member. As Alice played with my stiffening dick, Aunt Kerry brought the blanket up around her shoulders and made a weird rolling movement with them. Kerry then handed me something under the blanket and i took it in to the light a lil bit to see what it was.

Her bra.

Even though i had no intention of speaking anyway, i was still left speechless. I turned my head towards my Aunt Kerry, to find her undoing the buttons of her blouse, reveal luscious, creamy tits crowned with rosy-red nipples.

I should perhaps point out at this point that Kerry had Alice young, and Jenny was conceived not long after Alice was put into school. Hence, Kerry is only 29 and despite having two kids, she is trim, toned and i now know she has 36C breasts. She is 5'5" with pale, milky skin and gold-brown shoulder-length hair. She has an hourglass figure.

So, back to the story, i stared at Kerry's tits as she bared them to me. She grabbed my hand and laid in on one her beautiful tits as she lay back against me, as her hand joined her daughter's in my boxers. If she was surprised or angered by finding her 13-year old daughter's hand fondling my fully-erect manhood, i couldn't tell; but, it felt great beyond imagining to have both my cousin and my Aunt groping my dick, and as if to repay them, i reached my hands into their crotches, up their skirts and down their panties. I slowly inserted a finger into each of their's pussies, and began fingering them both at the same time.

Soon, i began to feel Kerry start bucking against my hand, and she quickyl excused herself from the room, and both Alice and i knew she was going to the bathroom to orgasm. So whilst her mother had her orgasm over me finger fucking her, Alice grabbed my hand and forced more of it inside of her, until she too needed to be excused to go orgasm.

I suddenly realised that within that impromptu prgy, i was the only one not to have been made to cum. Feeling a bit left out, i too went to the toilet, just as Kerry was returning. On my wasy past her i squeezed her tit through her blouse, while she groped my crotch, a sly smile on her lips. When i arrived at the bathroom, a grabbed my shaft and began to pump it. I waddled in the door, hand on dick, right into the reclined form of Alice. I didn't need a second thought about it, i just made a bee-line for her crotch, my dick sliding up inside her all in one motion, as i picked her up and placed her on the toilet.

After we had both climaxed, we returned to the lounge, with a good time-span left between us. We couldn't have my mum finding out, now, could we? Soon, the film ended, both my mum and jenny having fallen asleep mid-way through. As Kerry transported my mum to bed, and Alice moved Jenny, i re-arranged the lounge back to how it had been before the movie. Right after that i made my way straight to bed, and lay there thinking about how many more times this weekend i would get to fuck Alice and explore her mum.

END OF PART 4

Part 5 to follow. As a break from tradition, i will not be giving any hints to the next part, nor will i leave it up to readers. This will be a Mystery Episode!

Lindsey's Lusty Lesson (Interlude)

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Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad, came the piercing cry
resounding down the hallway of the Stevens home.

"What happened to my AOL?" demanded Lindsey
as she stormed toward the bathroom where her
stepfather was shaving around his Van Dyke beard.

Turning to face the sixteen year old,
Dean couldn't help but notice the way her dark
henna hair spun out in long tendrils as she cocked
her head with disdain.

"It's been cut off until you can get your grades
back on track and start showing some respect for
not only your Mom and I but yourself as well."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Lindsey shot
back, grasping for a Malboro Gold cigarette from
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k in the pocket of her silken peach bathrobe.

"Well, that's a part of it right there, your smoking
when we've both told you to not do it in the house;
if you absolutely had to smoke at all."

"Fuck that, I'm old enough to do what I want and
Mom never had a problem with it until you made
a big deal out of it!", challenged Lindsey.

"Your Mom also found your MySpace page and
the pictures of yourself you'd posted up there."

"Flashing your tits and showing your crotch for
every swinging dick with a pc must be a real
important part of your growing up process I guess?"
Dean asked, wiping the shaving cream from his
face as he moved toward Lindsey.

"We also read your blogs on there and I have
to say for someone your age you seem to have
quite the grasp on what men and women both
look for in a young girl these days."

"That's bullshit, I was just having some fun, it's
not meant to be serious and besides it's just
a game we all play online for something to do,"
Lindsey sputtered with an edge of embarrasment
slipping into her tone.

Dean gripped Lindsey by her shoulders, her robe
falling open to reveal her puffy breasts, their barely ripe
bubble gum pink hued nipples taut and thrusting up from
the center as the silk brushed against them.

Pressing her up against the bathroom wall, Dean leveled
his gaze directly at Lindsey. There was no mistaking his
hostility at being challenged nor his demand for being
given the respect he felt was due him.

"You want to play like you're all grown up, then so be it.
Just like they say, education begins right in the home and
I'm ready to take you to school little missy," Dean hissed.

Lindsey could smell the minty Scope mouthwash on her
stepfather's breath as he spoke those words, his lips
brushing over hers, he was so close in her face.
His fingertips dug into her shoulders through the robe,
her back pinned firmly against the wall, the robe having
fallen open to expose her nakedness to Dean.

Sticking out his tongue, Dean took a long slow swipe at
his stepdaughter's slender throat.
He could still taste the Jessica Simpson Creamsicle Dessert
perfume infused within her skin from the last time she'd
worn it to school.

He began to nibble at her throat, his teeth pulling the
soft flesh between them as he reached between her
thighs and felt the warmth of her having just come from
her bed.  His finger finding the hood concealing her already
swelling clit and lifting the tender skin up to expose the
heated button.

"Fuck, I could hardly wait for Mom to leave this time,
I love it when you force it from me and make me your
dirty little girl," Lindsey moaned as she pressed her lips
against her stepfather's.

"Do me real nasty this time Daddy, I want to give you
everything you want," she whispered licking his earlobe as
she pressed her breasts against his firm hairy chest.

Dean continued using his finger to swirl over the point of
Lindsey's enflamed clit.  Slow circles drawn with just the
fingertip and applying a very light pressure to keep her
always wanting more.
He was keenly aware that this lanquid but consistent
torment would have the young girl craving release and
bring out her most primal of needs in order to obtain it.

He loved watching her face flush and contort as she'd bite
down hard on her lower lip just as she began to cum. 
Those tiny mewling sounds that came from her chest when it
hit her hard and her hips thrust upward to meet him when he
felt his prick bathed in her sweet young juices.

The beauty of that faint red tinge of the sex rash which
would spread just above her breasts when she became
so hot her skin would actually pass the raw heat into his
fingers or chest.

"I think that little kitty between your legs is starting to
purr just right," he uttered into her chest as he leaned
down to take a plump nipple between his warm lips.

"You make it more than just purr Daddy, I love the
way you spin me up and make me do all those nasty
things when we play like this," Lindsey groaned.

"Go sit on the sink sweetie, spread your legs nice and
wide and show Daddy that pretty little pussy of yours."

"Hold yourself open and I'll kneel down and give it a good
washing up with a warm wet tongue!!!"


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COURTNEY FINALLY FUCKS HER DAD Part 2

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I’d just turned 16 two months earlier, the first time I jacked off my father at his cottage on Clear Lake.  We’d been watching sex movies like Taboo, Taboo II and Gangbang Daughter, all of them about incest.

After a first tiny spurt, a seeming gallon of cum erupted out of his jerking cock.
    
“My God!” I laughed. “It’s like a volcano!”
    
“Don’t stop yet, sweetie,” he panted. “I’m still coming!”
 

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font>And, as his dutiful, perky little 10th grade daughter, I eagerly masturbated him with even quicker strokes, until further jets of hot semen arched out of the slit-like hole in the swollen head of his dick.  Tall and well-built, with blond hair and chiseled movie-star features that drove all my girlfriends (and my little cousin) wild, my dad’s breathing slowly returned to normal. 
 
It was a Friday night and we were sprawled on the large loop rug in front of the television.  I was lying beside him with my skimpy robe open, naked underneath, up on one elbow, still holding onto his cock.  In his own opened robe, he had let loose with the biggest load I’d ever seen, almost a fountain of hot cum spurting as I’d jerked my slender hand up and down. My fingers finally just ended up slipping up and down in the excess.
    
“Daddy!!” I laughed excitedly, sounding like a much younger girl. “You… ejaculated so much!”
 
It was a word he’d just taught me. He gave me a quick look.
    
“My own daughter masturbated me!” he said. “What’d you expect!?”
    
“It went everywhere!” I added.
 
 He groaned low in his throat, then nodded with a gasp – he was finally finished.
    
“I love you so much, Courtney,” he breathed. “But I can’t believe we did that! We could get arrested!”
      
My God, I was still holding onto his throbbing cock, his hot cum all over my young fingers, and my father was about to give me one of his lectures on ‘consequences.’  Here’s a fact I learned early on: There are two entirely different types of man – a man about to ejaculate and a man who has already ejaculated.  My good-looking father was no exception.  As soon as he came, he was my dad again.
     
“The age of consent here in Alabama is 16, remember?” I reminded him.  “I’m legal, Daddy.”     
    
He gave me a look.  “But incest isn’t,” he said. “And, anyway, what we just did wasn’t right.  It’s fun to fantasize about, like in the videos, but it’s still not right – ”
     
A little shiver ran through me at the thought of it.     
    
“It might not be legal or even right,” I shrugged with a little smile. “But it sure was fun – your big hard dick was jerking all over the place!”  I laughed again at the excess of the huge load I’d helped him release.  “None of the boys I know ever come this much!” I said. And then, “I’ll lick up the mess—in fact, I want to.”
 
He gave me a look of pure shock at my offer.
    
“Courtney…what?!” 
    
“I’m sort of a little cum-freak, Daddy,” I told him. “That’s what the boys all say because I always swallow.  Or because I lick it up after.” And a second later I was licking clean his semen-smeared cock, all around it, in fact, his balls and inner thighs, everything, even licking it off my fingers. "I love cum," I added.
    
Sick, but like I mentioned before, true.  And I knew the dirty-slutty-young-daughter thing had really gotten to him, so I played it up all the way.
    
With cum, I figured the more excited I got a guy, the more would shoot out.  It was a measurement of how hot I was.  My dad, of course, had not disappointed me.  Luckily, I was skinny enough to never think about calories.
    
Anyway, it was right about then that my father finally admitted he’d been fantasizing about sexual “fun” with me for a very long time, so it wasn’t exactly an accident that we’d ended up involved in that particular unnatural act at his cottage that night.
 
The question was: who, in fact, had been trying to seduce whom, and for how long?      
    
“But let’s not tell anyone about this,” he wisely said. “Besides, your mother would kill me!” No kidding.
    
Even though my mom looked like an older version of me, blond and slender and pretty, we were nothing alike—she had no sense of humor, particularly when it came to S-E-X, a completely off-limits subject at our house.  And if she had any idea about Amy and I messing around, or that I’d been de-virginized and had sex with many, many boys, both sucking and fucking every chance I got, she’d have gone instantly berserk.
    
So, even a hint about my dad and I half-naked on the rug at Clear Lake, his spurting cock first in my hand and then in my hot little mouth, would stop her heart.  And me licking up his cum would be the frosting on the cake, so to speak, if cum-frosting was your thing. Which, apparently, perverted or not, mine was.
    
“You’re right,” I said. “Mom would kill you. And me too.”


                                             **
    
On the drive up to Clear Lake earlier that afternoon, I had finally learned the reason my dad left my straight-laced mom: he was interested in nudist clubs and swinger’s parties and she was not into that, no way in hell, hit the road, Jack.  And, he admitted, he was still active in that so-called lifestyle.
    
“You go to big naked parties?” I asked, dying to know.  “And watch people have sex?!”
 
Good God!  This was our first drive up to the cottage, ever, that might prove interesting. We usually just discussed my school work!
    
“Not just watch,” he admitted. “Everybody’s naked, but having sex, too.”
 
“Daddy!”
    
I had to think that one over, picturing my handsome dad at a party full of naked, sweaty men and women, joining in with a big hard-on. The thought gave me a little shiver of excitement.  My own father, a swinger!  I couldn’t believe it—actually, I’d always thought my dad was totally boring, like my mom!
    
“God, Daddy, that sounds like fun!” I laughed. “Can I go? Just to watch?”
 
I was certain I knew the answer to that one, but he surprised me again:
    
“Newcomers do just watch,” he told me. “Until they feel comfortable enough.  But they usually masturbate, too, to be part of the whole sex scene. It all gets pretty crazy!”
    
I swallowed hard at the thought.  Then said:  “I can do that—I masturbate every night!”  I sure never expected to admit that before, especially not to my own father. “I want to go!”
    
So that got the old sex ball—meaning explicit conversations between my dad and I— rolling on the rest of the ride up.
    
“But, sweetie, do you really think you could masturbate,” he asked, “with people watching?”
    
“Maybe,” I said. “Do any father’s take their daughters?”
    
He sort of nodded to himself, suddenly uncertain, I realized, about how much to actually tell me.  Then he asked, “Do you know Noelle Henderson?  Doesn’t she go to your school?”  My God.
 
“Noelle’s one of the cheerleaders at St. Katherine’s!” I said. “One of the most popular girls there.”
    
She was gorgeous, in fact, a tanned, long-legged brunette with up-tilted boobs and a rounded ass to kill for.  She seemed like the last girl I could imagine being involved in the swinger life.  In fact, I remembered with a shock, her dad was the head usher at our church!
    
“Daddy, what are you saying?!”
    
“Her parents are both swingers,” he told me. “Jim and Suzanne. And they’ve started bringing Noelle to some of the sex parties.”  It was like he’d punched me in the stomach!
    
“I don’t believe you,” I shook my head. “She’s like a regular goody-goody.”
 
But apparently, she wasn’t:  “Two weeks ago, at a motel out on the old highway,” he told me,  “she had sex with over a dozen teen boys and men, including her dad, while her mom made a video of it.”
    
“You’re kidding!” I breathed, but somehow his story, however insane, had the ring of truth to it. “That’s unbelievable.”
    
Then I realized: “She had sex with her own dad?! In front of everybody?”
 
“Two or three times, at least.”
 
“Unreal,” I said. And then, now wildly curious, “Did she like it?  Doing it with her father, I mean?”
 
My dad gave me a quick glance, then looked back to the road.  “She sure acted like it,” he said. “She kept begging him not to stop, to do it harder. And faster! And she kept moaning and saying 'Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me, fuck me!' and that she was coming again!”  
 
“God! It’s so sick!”

“She said that with everyone, though—that she was coming again! And again! We lost count of her orgasms! That girl really loves to fuck!


Then I also realized: “And you make videos?!” I asked.
    
“If everybody agrees to it,” he said. “After the first round, when Noelle’s mom finished using the camera, she and her daughter did a wild 69 that got everybody started all over again.”  It was almost too much. She and her mom licking each other’s cunts? Good Grief!
    
“Oh, God!” I’d had another realization. “Did you have sex with Noelle, too?”
    
He gave me a modest little shrug.  “She’s extremely enthusiastic, sexually,” was what he said.  “We all had her.”  Picturing that almost took me right over the edge. My God!!!  But I was even more shocked by my own reaction:
    
“Daddy, I really want to go to a party like that,” I told him. “With you.”
    
And, exactly the way Amy got so excited she would tremble uncontrollably, almost hyperventilating, unable to even catch her breath, I was suddenly panting and shaky all over.  My God, what had I been missing all this time, with girls like Noelle having all the dirty fun?  With my dad, yet?!
 
“Daddy, I’m serious—I want to go to those parties!”
 
“Just to watch?” he asked then. “Or to have actual sex?”
 
It was my turn to give him a little shrug. “I’m not sure yet.  But I definitely want to see some of those videos!”
 
He gave me a look.  “Courtney, you little sweetie, have you ever even seen a sex video?”  And then we were pulling into the cottage’s gravel driveway at Clear Lake. It was just getting dark.  He shut off the car and looked over to me.  “Sweetie?”
    
“Of course,” I said. “I look at sex clips on the computer, when mom’s not home.”
    
“And do you masturbate watching them?” he asked, giving me a knowing look. “Very often, I mean?”
    
I gave my dad a knowing look back, but added what I thought of as a seductive flip of my blond hair as I hopped out of the car.
    
“Every time, Daddy—I fingerfuck myself like crazy every time!”
 
 
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The thought of my father with Noelle Henderson, a girl from my own class at St. Katherine’s, sent me into a weird fantasy world of sick and perverted images.  I found myself  imagining all the obscene acts I wanted to perform at one of my father’s sex parties, with both Noelle and my father.
    
Thinking of his hands all over Noelle’s tanned body, squeezing her firm ass and her fantastic tits, eating her cunt or sticking his fingers into her tight asshole, fit perfectly into my own fantasies.  I pictured her sitting on my face, me licking up into her sopping pussy while my father, and hers, of course, and maybe a dozen or more other men, fucked me again and again and again…  Well, you get the idea. 
 
More than once, I’d wondered what a real gangbang would be like, instead of just doing it with two or three eager, nervous boys.  And imagining my father taking turns on me, too, added a special touch that made my high-school-girl pussy almost ache with lewd excitement.
     
That’s why, later that night, while my father sorted through the dirty movies we’d watch, I kept telling him that I might be extremely oversexed, because it was all I ever thought about.  And, again, that I always masturbated when I watched sex clips.
    
“You’re normal,” he said. “Everybody does it.”
    
“But, Daddy,” I’d said. “I masturbate every night. Sometimes all night. I have like 10 orgasms! And I’ve used, like, cucumbers and catsup bottles on myself!  Maybe there’s something wrong with me. And, I told you, I’ve done a lot of sex with different boys just because it feels so good.”
    
“Again, normal.” He gave me a look. “You’re just… sexually adventurous.”
    
“I guess,” I agreed, knowing when to give it a rest.
    
As he set up the video player, I got out a bunch of snacks: potato chips, dip, cheese, crackers, pretzels, and beer for him, but just soft drinks for me.  In my bedroom, I got undressed and put on my lightweight robe, over just my lacy pale blue panties, the crotch so sheer they displayed virtually every detail of my neatly-trimmed 16-year-old cunt.  Or, at the least, encouraged a much closer look at it. 
    
The robe was simple light cotton, mid-thigh for summer, and clingy in the right places. I tied the sash very loosely, not expecting or needing it to hold for very long.    
    
I walked back out to the living room, grabbed a big bag of chips and dropped down onto the couch.  I wasn’t all that surprised to see that in the moments I’d been gone, my father had also changed into his robe, to get “more comfortable,” he said.
 
Sitting in a cross-legged position on the couch, with my robe open slightly so my small bare breasts were partially exposed, I made enough noise with the bag of chips so it got my dad’s attention.  I wanted him to know that if he wanted a hot and horny young girl other than Noelle Henderson, he didn’t have far to look.
    
In fact, he did look up, kneeling in front of the television.  His robe was closed, but it was obvious by the “tent” already forming at the front that his thoughts were similar to my own.   
    
“I love you, Daddy,” I told him, then added, clearly the oversexed teen schoolgirl daughter, “This is going to be fun, watching dirty videos together!”
    
“I know,” he said with a smile.
    
“Are you going to jack off?”
    
He looked surprised at such a blunt question, but recovered quickly enough. “If I do, are you going to watch?”
    
“If you want me to,” I answered. “I think it’d be fun. I want to see your cum shoot out!”
    
“Are you going to masturbate?” he asked me.
    
“I always do,” I told him. And added, “If you’ll buy me a vibrator, I’ll fuck myself with it in front of you. Or you can use it on me. That’d be fun, too.”
 
“Courtney—”  he started, but then changed his mind.
      
Instead, his eyes lingered on my partially open robe, on my somewhat exposed breasts and clearly taut nipples, as well as the portions of my bare inner thighs where my robe ended.  But for some reason, instead of trying to get a better look at my young crotch, as I’d expected, my father looked right up to my face and smiled. Which caused me to smile right back at him.
    
“What?” I asked, biting my lower lip.
    
“You look exactly like your mother,” he said.
    
That surprised, and disappointed, me.  “Daddy!” I said, with sudden heat. “I’m nothing like mom!”
    
“I disagree,” he laughed. “Both of you are gorgeous and really stubborn.”
     
Okay. That part was true enough, I guess.
 
 
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We watched several sex movies that night.
 
Two great ones were Taboo and Taboo II, as I mentioned, both about oversexed daughters and sons having sex with their fathers and brothers and sisters, and even their moms (which seemed icky, I thought, at least with my mom).  Both of those incest movies got me hot and exceptionally bothered.
    
I not only understood the attraction, the absolutely perverted, unnatural aspect of letting your own father secretly suck your cunt or fuck you as hard as possible, but those two videos turned me on in ways I never imagined.  My heart was beating so hard I was positive my dad could hear it, my pussy filled with so much near-gushing wetness I was embarrassed he might actually smell it. I know I could.
 
My dad was lying on the oval rug between me and the television, his hand clearly on his dick under his robe, but moving very slowly up and down, as if he was trying to pretend he wasn’t masturbating.
     
For all the excitement the Taboo movies gave me, though, the video Gangbang Daughter got me so much more turned on I just about burst into flames from where I still sat cross-legged on the couch.
 
It was a fairly new video it seemed, a so-called amateur tape.  The daughter, a petite, very young redheaded girl with a trim waist and a round perfect ass, also had really sweet, firm-looking tits, her dark nipples huge, exactly the kind I’d love to kiss and suck.  She also seemed extremely nervous as they began, awkwardly making small talk and joking around with the mostly-naked group.
    
She started on her knees sucking her father’s stiff cock while everyone watched, which was fun.  Then the two of them started fucking, her supposed “dad” pounding his cock into her shaved but stubbled redheaded-girl pussy until she was panting and moaning loudly.  In fact,  the bed just about collapsed under them both. That part was fun to watch because it was so truly believable they were actually father and daughter, instead of actors.
    
“This one’s real,” my dad apparently concluded. “That’s his real daughter!”
    
“I believe it!” I said. “I’m getting all shaky here.”
 
“No, I mean, it really is his daughter.”
    
Surprisingly, neither of us had started openly masturbating yet, I guess because—like the girl in the video—we were both so nervous.  Or maybe it was just easier said than done, at least that first time together, for a father and daughter in such a sexually-charged situation.
    
The better part of Gangbang Daughter came, though, when the father turned his daughter over to the group of good-looking men and teen boys, who then fucked her half to death in a variety of positions.  By the time her father took another turn at her, this time doggy-style, she was so full of semen it splooshed out her cunt and ran down her bare inner thighs when he entered her.
 
At the same time, she was busy sucking a younger guy’s cock.  When he shot off, she eagerly swallowed most of it, her chin coated with the excess, then took the next guy’s cock into her mouth without hesitation. And then the next guy.
 
Throughout, her father fucked her from behind with long, hard strokes that made her groan with gasping pleasure, neither of them missing a beat when he pulled out of her cunt and slid his glistening cock fully into her hot little asshole. You could tell by her expression it wasn’t her first time getting corn-holed!
 
As soon as her dad came, his cock jerking wetly in her asshole, he backed away. He was then replaced by another man about his own age who gripped her sweaty hips, gave a short wave and a smile to the cameraman, then entered her sweaty ass with just as much ease.   By then, she was enthusiastically sucking on another cock, blissfully giving and getting all the pleasure she could get.
 
I envied her in every possible way!
 
During the entire video, there were a lot of great close-ups at different angles and the sound was great, especially with her having one panting, shuddering orgasm after another.
    
“God, I love it!” I breathed, unable to take my eyes off the screen. “They’re fucking her so much!”
    
My dad looked back over his shoulder to me from the rug.  “Would you ever let that many guys fuck you?” he asked. “Being gangbanged?”
    
Which gives you an idea of how far we’d progressed, at least explicit talk-wise, watching those dirty movies together.  The sexual language between us was a real turn-on, the indecent nature of it, I mean.  Normal fathers just didn’t talk to normal daughters like that, I bet.   Of course, they didn’t usually watch hardcore pornography together, either, especially with the focus on father and daughter sex.
    
At his question, I sort of shrugged, biting my lower lip.
    
“I’d probably pass out,” I said, almost shyly, knowing the little quaver in my voice betrayed my interest in exactly such a thing. “But I’d love to, Daddy!  If I had the chance, I’d fuck all night!”
 
He looked at me more seriously then.  “So what’s the most you ever got fucked?” he asked me. “How many times?”
 
I had to think back on that one. “I spent an afternoon with three boys who took turns on me, like, a couple of turns each.”
 
“Did you like it?”
 
“Daddy, I loved it!” I said. And with a dirty look, “It was the best!”
    
“I believe you,” he said. Then, maybe half-kidding, “Should I get a bunch of guys and a motel room for you?”
    
I shrugged again with a quick, uncertain laugh, then looked around.  It was such a great cottage, such a great room.  “What’s wrong with right here?” I asked. “On this rug?”
    
“You’d let a group of guys fuck you on this rug?” he asked. “Really?”
    
I took a moment to think it over.  “Maybe,” I said. “I think yes, if no one ever found out. You’d have to promise never to tell.”
    
“Interesting,” he said. “No wonder I love you.”
 
“I know,” I laughed. “I really am a big slut!”
    
By then, the petite red-haired teen in the video was on her back again.  She looked up to the camera with an exhausted smile as her most recent drained lover slid from between her bare thighs, only—surprise, surprise—to be replaced by my father, taking a turn. 
 
With my dad’s rigid cock in close-up, he slid it slowly into her swollen cunt, her gaping pink hole again overflowing with a gangbang’s worth of cum: an opaque river of it ran down between the cheeks of her ass and added to the already giant wet spot on the bed.
     
“Oh, my God!” I could barely gasp. “Daddy!!!”
 
“I was operating the camera,” he admitted. “I love doing the close-ups!”
    
The little redhead wrapped her arms eagerly around my father’s neck, then began again groaning with genuine pleasure as soon as he started fucking her.  I had to give out with a sharp laugh.
    
“God, you’re fucking her!” I said. “That’s really you!”
    
“It was her sixteenth birthday,” my dad pointed out. “A special occasion.”
    
I kept my eyes on the screen, but swallowed loudly.  “It’s making me crazy!” I said. “Like super-wet!”
    
“She came so many times!” my dad told me.  “Right after this, we did the double-penetration stuff, in her cunt and in her little ass…”
    
When Gangbang Daughter finally ended twenty minutes later, I was still on the couch, sitting on one foot, my heel pressed into my sopping wet cunt, rocking slightly back and forth.  I’d worked myself into a near-frenzy.
 
By then, I’d managed to get my panties down and off without my father noticing.  We both knew exactly what we wanted, and how badly we each wanted it, yet neither of us seemed able to make that first obvious move. It was definitely weird.
    
“So you liked the video?” he asked me.  “Did it get you excited?”
    
“My panties got soaked,” I told him, “The crotch did, anyway, so I took them off.”
    
And I held up my damp blue panties for him.  Again, I could smell ME all over them!
    
“Let me see,” he said, a bit casually, I thought.
     
So I finally slid off the couch and moved down beside him on the rug. With a shy smile, kneeling next to him, I handed him my damp panties, my robe falling open as I did.
 
He merely stared at my nakedness.  “What a sweet young body!” he then breathed, just looking, not touching. “You’re like a naked blond angel!”
 
“You’re just saying that because you’re my dad,” I said. “My boobs are way too small.”
 
“They’re flawless,” he disagreed. “And look at your sweet little nipples!”
    
He was right about that, I guess: my boobs were so firm they stood up easily on their own, my pink nipples poking out proudly.  It was the hot odor of my dripping wet cunt, though, that was impossible to ignore, my smooth inner thighs already slick with my pulsing juices.
    
With just a fingertip, my father reached out and lightly touched my blond-haired pussy, its swollen wetness evident. When I merely shivered, swallowing hard with a little smile, he slid a finger completely into my overly-moist little slit. 
    
“That feels really good, Daddy,” I told him. “Let me make you feel good, too.”
    
I opened his robe in front so that his thick cock instantly stood up, rigid and throbbing. I stared at it for several long moments, then tentatively touched just the round, swollen head of it, giving out with a sharp little laugh when it jerked at my touch.  I touched it again, getting the same little twitch.
    
“It’s alive!” I laughed, unable to take my eyes off it. “Daddy, you’ve got a real big one!”
 
“So I’ve heard,” he said.  “But maybe we shouldn’t—“
    
He stopped in mid-sentence when I took his cock fully in my hand;  it suddenly jerked again, very much alive indeed, and was suddenly throbbing wildly under my slender fingers.  He exhaled slowly when I started jacking him off that first time, both of us clearly giving in to our immoral and unnatural urges.  At the same time, two of his fingers began exploring my 16-year-old pussy.     
    
“I loved those incest movies,” I admitted. “They gave me a bunch of dirty ideas!”
     
“So I see,” he said.  “Do it slower, sweetie, because I want it to last.”
    
“Yes, Daddy,” I said, his obedient little angel. 
    
But, of course, it didn’t last because he was just too excited to hold back, resulting in the huge cum mess I soon was eagerly cleaning up with my tongue. Quick but still fantastic, super-dirty, perverted fun. I’d just jacked off my own father!!!

"You have such a great mouth!" he said, after I'd licked up every drop.

"Did you really fuck Noelle Henderson at that sex party? I asked coyly.

"Yes," my dad said. "I told you, we all did."
      
“Do you think she was better than me, Daddy?” I asked, giving his drained cock a little squeeze and feeling a subtle twitch of renewed life. “A better fuck, I mean?”
    
“How would I know?” he asked. He looked right into my eyes. “I’ve never fucked you, Courtney.”
   
 I gave him back a dirty little smirk full of indecent promise. “And just why not?”
 

To Be Continued...

 
 
 
 

 

Back Spasms, Part 1

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My daughter, Kayla, fell down the stairs and injured her back.   Her room is in the basement, so it was inevitable that she would trip and fall sometime—thundering down the stairs as fast as she could.   My wife and I took her to the doctor—luckily no bones were broken.   The physician prescribed bed rest, gave her a prescription for Tylenol 3, and a few tubes of Bio-Freeze (a special muscle relaxer, like an intense ben-gay lotion).  

 

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Our instructions were pretty simple—take the Tylenol 3 every 4 hours for pain, and rub the Bio-Freeze on her back as needed—especially at bedtime.   Everything seemed fine, until it became my turn to rub it on her back.   My wife works 3 rd shift, so I was stuck taking care of the bedtime rubdown.  

 

My daughter had just turned 16, and her physique was nothing like her mothers.   A cheerleader at just 5 foot tall, she had the body that most fathers grow gray hair over.   A firm pair of “D” cups, a slight, very slight tummy, and a nice round ass made her the center of attraction for a lot of guys.   Brown hair down to just past her shoulders, hazel eyes, and easily tanned skin tone complimented her physical features.   I can remember checking her body out a lot of evenings after cheerleading practice—she would wear tank tops and those little “hoochie” shorts that barely covered her ass.   And sometimes the shorts would fall to one side when she sat down—giving me a glimpse of her thong underwear underneath.   I always wondered what the tiny thongs hid.  

 

The first night after she fell, my wife had to go to work and I took the role as “masseuse”.   At bedtime, Kayla decided to take a bath—really a hot shower since she couldn’t sit down in the tub.   After her shower, she asked me to rub the Bio-freeze on to her back.   I helped her down the stairs to her room and she lay down on her bed.   She was wearing a t-shirt and those “hoochie” shorts—and something had to come off to be able to apply the Bio-freeze.

 

“Kayla, you need to take off you t-shirt so I can apply the Bio-freeze” I instructed.

 

“But what am I going to wear?”   She asked.

 

“I guess you’ll just have your bra on” I replied.

 

She slowly sat up and tried to take her shirt off—but had trouble getting her arms up over her head.   She didn’t want me to see her in only her bra—but she had no choice as I helped her get the shirt up and off of her.   She quickly turned away from me, grimacing in pain, and gingerly rolled on to her stomach—again wincing in pain.   I caught a quick glimpse of her brasserie supported breasts—and they seemed massive—even her mother never had breasts that large—not even when she was pregnant with my little girl.  

 

“Kayla, it looks like you’re in a lot of pain—did you take a couple of Tylenol before we came downstairs?  

 

“No, I didn’t.   It’s only been about two and a half hours since I took the last ones.   Should I take some more?”   She asked.

 

“You probably should.   If you’re going to sleep—it shouldn’t hurt you to take them a little sooner.   If you don’t, they’ll wear off and you might really be hurting.”  

 

“Okay, can you get me a couple?   I left the bottle upstairs in the kitchen” Kayla asked me.

 

“Sure, I’ll be right back.”   I hustled up to the kitchen, poured a glass of water, and grabbed the pain pills.   All I could think about was that my daughter was lying in her room—wearing nothing but her bra, “hoochie” shorts, and maybe a thong.   My cock was already throbbing just from the brief glances I had gotten.  

 

As I walked in to her room, I got another pleasant surprise.   As she was lying on her stomach, her legs had parted and I had a nice view a light blue thong covering most intimate parts as her shorts bunched to one side.   It was all I could do to stop looking and sit down beside her.   I gave her the pain medication and water, and watched in amazement as she half-rolled to her side to sip the water and swallow the pills.   Her right full breast shifted downward and almost popped out of her bra.   She rolled back to her tummy and gingerly stretched her arms out above her head.

 

As I started to apply the Bio-freeze to her back, I quickly realized that keeping her bra on would not be an option.   The straps were in the way.   I couldn’t get the Bio-Freeze all over her back with the straps in the way.

 

“Kayla, you’re going to have to take your bra off, I can’t get the Bio-freeze on around the straps.” I instructed her.

 

“But Dad, I won’t have anything on.” Kayla responded.

 

“It’s okay—just stay on your stomach.   I can’t see anything.”   With that she consented, but due to the sore back, she couldn’t reach around to unclasp the hook.   I reached down and softly undid the hooks and pulled the straps off of her shoulders.   My hands were shaking—I was hoping she didn’t notice.   I could just barely see the ample mound of flesh being pushed out to the side of her body—but I wanted to see more.

 

I continued gently apply the Bio-freeze, rubbing, caressing, feeling every inch of her back.   Her complexion was perfect, and I really wanted it to be my tongue rolling over her soft skin.   She moaned a few times, and I thought the moans were of pleasure—if she only knew the pleasure I really wanted to give her.

 

After a few minutes of caressing her back, I decided to continue a little lower.   I pulled the top of her shorts down a couple of inches—so I could “do” her hips.   I figured if she objected—I’d tell her that it was necessary to really get to her lower back muscles.   I could see the spaghetti straps of her thong—stretched tightly around her hips and disappearing lower—I assumed into her crack and beyond.  

 

To my surprise, she didn’t make a sound.   I continued my gently massage, spending more than enough time on her lower back and the top of her silky ass.   She didn’t move.   I tugged her shorts and thong down another inch and continued my rubdown.   Still no movement.   At this point—almost half of her ass was uncovered—and still no objection.   At this point I started to get worried—it must have been a fatherly instinct—but I had a flash thought that she wasn’t breathing.  

 

I stopped massaging and checked the pulse on her neck.   She was alive—and fine.   She must have been knocked out from the medication.   I felt a sense of relief.   And then I had a thought—How asleep was she?   Did she realize that I pulled her shorts down?   I shook her gently trying to wake her.   I whispered her name in her ear.. no response.   I shook her again and said her name louder… nothing.   Again, even louder… still no response.   She was really out.  

 

With my erection still pounding from massaging my half-naked daughter, I did what no father should do.   I pulled her shorts down the rest of the way—off of her ass and down to her knees.   I left the thong on—I just wanted to admire her ass.   I knew I couldn’t let this moment go—so I hurried and got my digital camera.   With a 128MB card—I could take over 250 pictures—and I proceeded to snap away.   Her ass was beautiful, far better than any 16-year-old girl should look.   I took shots from every angle—highlighting her ass and naked backside.  

 

She still didn’t respond, so I decided to go further.   I pulled her shorts the rest of the way of her legs and gingerly rolled her over.   She whimpered a little bit so I stopped for a moment—trying to think of an excuse if my daughter woke up and realized her shorts were off with her father staring at her.   She didn’t wake up—so I continued on my quest.   Her bra was already loose, and in rolling her over it was just barely covering the supple flesh of her mounds.   Her milky white skin was pushing out of each side of her bra.   She was an unbelievable site—black bra half on, light blue thong snuggly on her hips and tucked into her cooch.   My hands went back to the camera and fired off another 10 pics to commit this sight to memory.  

 

My cock was straining in my athletic shorts and boxers with one of the firmest and fullest erections I’ve had in years—and yet I wanted more.   I pulled the straps of her bra off her arms, and gazed in her beauty as I uncovered two of the most perfect breasts I’ve ever seen.   She had small nipples and areolas—just a perfect shape and texture—a gorgeous light brown color.   Her milky skin surrounded the areolas and created two supple mounds of flesh—even lying on her back.   I was truly amazed that I was able to create something as beautiful as she was.  

 

I’d seen her stomach before—at the pool, or when she stretched around the house for cheerleading practice.   But now, with her breasts exposed—I could get a full sense of her from head to toe—sheer beauty on every inch.   The only area of skin I couldn’t see was still covered by the thong, but I imagined it was just as beautiful.   I snapped another 20-25 pictures—every angle and distance combination that I could think of.  

 

I wanted to touch her breasts, kiss them, lick them from top to bottom, roll my tongue around on her stomach—but something held me back.   She was my daughter, and while stripping her top and shorts off was bad enough—was I ready to fondle my little girl?   And would it wake her from her slumber?

 

Something held me back.   I wanted to touch her so bad—but I just wasn’t sure.   But I had to see the rest of her body.   My hands went down to her hips and I pulled the taught straps of her thong the rest of the way down her hips.   The thong bunched up a bit as I tugged it down off her hips and I caught the first glance of her slit.   Amazingly, it was hair free.   My little girl shaved her pussy and it looked perfect.  

 

I breathed deeply and pulled the thong the rest of the way off her thighs and down to her feet—and then off.   I had to roll her a little bit—and she still didn’t move.   I gazed in admiration at her beauty.   I was treated to the perfect slit of my 16-year-old daughter.   Her thighs were mostly together, so I couldn’t see much more than light brown folds of skin.   I again grabbed my camera and committed this view to photographs—I wanted to remember this for a long time.  

 

My cock was throbbing in my pants and my heart was pounding.   I had just viewed almost every inch of my daughter and there was one area left.   I had to see it.   I’d come to far to not explore all of her beauty.   Who knew if I would ever get a chance like this again?  

 

I pulled her right leg and knee up and propped it up by a pillow—trying not to look at her pussy—savoring the unveiling.   I then pulled her left leg and knee up—and propped it by a pillow.   I couldn’t avert my eyes any longer, and I stared at her pussy.   Her flesh looked so soft and moist, so innocent and pure.   The supple folds of her opening were molded in pure symmetry and I marveled at the nearly ideal space for a cock to be inserted.   But at the same time I couldn’t imagine her taking a cock—I thought for sure that my average 6 and half inches would rip her apart.   Her pussy must be tight like a rubber band—there’s no way her pussy had ever been stretched out and fucked hard.  

 

I snapped pictures with my camera.   I leaned in; keeping my face about 6 inches from her coochie, and got a close-up look.   Was she a virgin?   Can you tell by looking?   I had no idea, but she had the “purest” looking pussy of any I had ever seen in an adult magazine.   I could smell her scent—a mixture of scented soap and womanly odor, and I wanted to lick every inch of her—but I held back.  

 

I could just barely see the fringe of her puckered asshole, and it too looked angelic.   My head was reeling, seeing my young daughter lying before me butt-naked.   From head-to-toe she was incredible, full-breasts, a perfect slit, and a body just made for sex.   Whichever guy got her was definitely going to get a fuck-machine.   And I wanted to take her for a test-drive.  

 

More to come….

A Long Winter Night

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Gloria looked at her watch as the meeting ended. She would have just enough time to catch a cab to O'Hare, and be home in time to tuck the kids in. As she collected her things from the front desk and completed her check out she went to the bell stand.

"I need a cab to O'Hare as fast as you can get me one." she said to the bell captain.

The old man looked at her and pointed out the sliding doors."Do ya see what its doing outside?" he asked. "You ain't gonna go nowhere once you get there. They just called off all the flights because of the storm."

"Shit!" Gloria hissed under her breath. She had been staying in a $400 a night room thanks to her company, but did not have that kind of money to stay another night. It meant that other a

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"OK.  Thanks for the info." She said and pressed a five dollar bill into his hand. "I might need that cab soon anyway."

She went and sat in the overstuffed furniture of the hotel lobby. Pulling out her cell phone she punched the auto dial number for her brother.  On the second ring a voice answered.

"This is Dr. Jonas."

"Alex? Gloria spoke into the phone."I need a really big favor. I am snowed in here and was wondering if I can crash at your place until tomorrow? It should be cleared off by then."

"Sure sis. You still have a key?Alex asked.

Gloria dug through her purse and found the key."I still have it."

"Great!" replied Alex. "Sorry I didn't make dinner last night. I have been on call all week. Had a case last night and one now. I need a break. I am off call after this case. I will see you then."

The phone clicked off and Gloria sighed. She loved her brother but did not like the jealousy that stirred in her when she would visit him. Here she is 38, six months out from the third (and last) kid. A husband that worked construction. A cramped small house with two vehicles that barely run, and her pulling extra shifts at the plant to try making ends meet.  At least this meeting was a perk, and a chance to get her some "me" time. Her brother was 36 and a neurosurgeon. He seemed to have it all. A huge loft apartment with a wonderful view of the city and lake.  Money, friends, and no obligations. "Must be nice."she muttered, and made her way to the bell stand.

"Ready for that cab now are ya?" asked the old man.

"I guess so if they are still running." replied Gloria.

The old man chortled and blew a whistle from around his neck and a cab pulled up. Her luggage deposited in the back of the car, Gloria gave her brothers address, and they took off for his place.

"Nasty day out there today." the turbaned driver stated.

Gloria said nothing as she looked out the window.  The snow was coming down in light flakes and the wind moved it around as though it had a special place to put it.  That special place was along every street and sidewalk in the city as far as Gloria could see.

The cab pulled up to what looked like an old warehouse one Southern Michigan Avenue.

"Is this where you wish to be going?" asked the driver.

"Yup. This is it." replied Gloria. 

She picked up her luggage from the ground and dug out the key.  From the outside it looked like an old rundown building who had seen its best years. Gloria knew from all of her visits here, that looks were very decieving. She entered the elevator and pushed the button for the third floor. As she stepped out she had to laugh at how run down the hall looked.  She put her key into the lock and stepped through the door.

The place always took her breath away. With a total of 4800 square feet of space it was almost more than you could take in with one glance. From the platform the housed a hot tub by one set of windows to the platform that held the king size plus bed at another set the initial view never failed to impress her.  She left her luggage by the door and shut the door behind her. Throwing her coat over the bags, she headed for the bathroom. The coffee from the morning had run its course. She approached the bathroom and saw the glass blocks that formed a wall leading into the bathroom. Stepping into the bathroom she saw the huge walk in shower with nozzles on all sides. She sat on the stool and thought that a shower is what she needed.

After a quick call to her husband explaining about the weather and where she was, Gloria headed for the shower. She stripped off her clothes and while waiting for the water to heat up glanced at herself in the mirror. Three kids had changed her body no doubt about it. Her milk swollen breasts ached from a lack of nursing. The baby was six months old and it was time to wean him. All the overtime made it impossible to keep up with the nursing. It would be one less hassle. Her stomach was no longer flat and bore the stretch marks that came with three kids. She turned slightly and thought her ass and legs were good. She took her long brown hair up with one hand as if it were in a pony tail and thought she did not look half bad for an old woman.

Stepping into the water, the mutliple nozzles delivered the water in a soothing pulsation. It covered her body in warmth and she felt the tension of a mixed up travel schedule ease away. She soaped up her body and just let the shower take away the suds. The water on her nipples had made them hard and the tell tale drop of milk from the stimulation of the water appeared. She flicked it away with her finger and watched her nipples grow even more. Dark brown, long, and very sensitive they were the spark that drove her sex drive. Neither her nipples or any other part of her body had received that kind of attention since the baby had been born.  Between work and the kids her husband had only had sex with her three times in the last six months. Her "me" time had her body realizing how much she missed it.  Her hand moved down her stomach and even further down feeling the trimmed patch of hair over her pussy. Lightly she rubbed her clit as her other hand rubbed her nipples. The water and stimulation from her finger brought her to climax quickly.

Gloria stayed under the water letting the feelings of the orgasm ebb away. She washed her hair and got out of the shower. She went to the cabinet where the towels were and pulled one off the shelf. A magazine came down with the towels. Fetish Sex in bold letters.  She opened the magazine and thumbed through the pages. Bondage, pregnant sex, watersports, latex were all covered.  She laughed and realized her brother was not that straight laced after all. She replaced the magazine on the shelf and went out to her suitcase. Shorts and a t-shirt for now to give the aching breasts some freedom from the confines of a bra, and something to fill her stomach.

She went into the kitchen area to the huge stainless steel refrigerator. Opening the door she looked for food. There was little in there to eat, but she did spy a carton of Chinese. Hoping it was not to old she, she opened it and found it to be edible. A Diet Pepsi was in the door so she took that and put the food in the microwave to heat.  Sitting at the bar that was a part of the kitchen she picked up an old newspaper to read as she ate.

Finishing her meal she made her way to the huge black leather couch in the living room area. Usually one could see all of the downtown area, but this afternoon the view was obliterated by a blanket of white. She found a remote and pointed it at the plasma TV and much to her amazement the TV turned on. It was CNN and she left it for noise as she laid down on the couch.

Gloria awoke with a start as she heard the door to the loft swing open. She looked back at the door as saw her brother come through. He turned back and saw her on the couch. Unshaven and dark circles under his eyes told the story of his last two days on call.

"Hi Alex." said Gloria."You look like shit."

"Welcome to my world sis." replied Alex. "Call usally sucks."

Alex was wearing the scrub suit from the hospital under his full length leather coat. He threw the coat on top of his sisters by the door and headed for the kitchen. "I need a drink." he said.

Getting out two wine glasses he opened a bottle of Merlot and filled each glass. His six foot four inch frame towered over his sister as he handed her a glass.

"Let me change and I will be right back." he said as he handed over the wine.

He headed to the area by the bed to a walk in closet. He entered it and shut the door. Gloria sipped the wine and loved the taste of the chilled liquid. It had been a while since she had any alcohol due to her breast feeding, and this was very good wine.

Alex reappeared and headed over to the hot tub. He punched a button on the wall near it, and the sounds of the tub springing to life could be heard. Alex was wearing a white robe that Gloria had seen him wear before. He picked up his glass of wine and headed for the hot tub.

"My feet, legs, and back are killing me. Gotta soak for a few." Alex said over his shoulder.

Gloria drained her glass and followed him over to the tub. "You look like you could use a good soak." she said.

"Gee. Your glass have a hole in it sis?" asked Alex seeing her empty glass.

Gloria laughed and said "Have to admit it went down fast."

Alex drained his glass and set it on the side of the hot tub as he got in. "Help yourself to more.  Might as well bring the bottle over so its close." he said.

Gloria was impressed as the robe came off at how well her brother kept in shape. He was a runner and weight lifter and it showed on his lean body.  She returned with the bottle and filled the glasses.

"You going to stand there or get in?" Alex asked.

"I don't have anything to wear in there." Gloria replied.

"I don't know if I have anything you can wear either. I think it would all be too big." said Alex. "What is wrong with what you have on?"

"It's all I have to sleep in so I don't want to get it wet." Gloria responded.

Alex shrugged and eased into the water. He drained his wine glass and reclined back. Gloria too emptied her glass and filled them both.

"Well, one dead soldier." Gloria said.

"Grab another out of the fridge.  I think there is more in there." said Alex.

Gloria found the wine and opened it. She returned to the hot tub and decided she could put her feet in without getting wet. She sat on the side as the brother and sister visited about a wide range of topics. Work, their parents, growing up, current events, and other light topics. Gloria could feel the effects of the wine. She had not been so relaxed in months. It felt great.

"What the hell did you spill on your shirt?" asked Alex.

"What do you mean spill on my shirt?" said Gloria.

She looked down and saw wet spots on her shirt directly over her breasts."Oh that? Sorry. Picked this week to stop breast feeding the baby. Wine has me relaxed and, well..... this sometimes happens."

Alex could not believe what he was seeing. Here were a perfect set of breasts with huge nipples poking through the shirt and they had to belong to his sister. "No problem here. Just couldn't figure out what it was."

"God they are so tender." Gloria said."This wine is better than Motrin for that."

Alex was harder than a rock and was thankful his lower body was under water. His own sister had him turned on. He was having a hard time managing all the thoughts racing through his head.

"Poor kid he probably is going through withdrawl." was all Alex could say.

"Not as hard a time as these are having." said Gloria pointing to her chest.

She finished another glass of wine and filled both glasses again. Alex watched her move and was becoming increasingly turned on.

"I always wondered what the milk tasted like. Your kids sure liked it." said Alex.  His voice was wavering as he struggled to keep it in control.

"It is kind of sweet actually. I guess that helps them like it." Gloria responded.

Alex talked about all the studies on the benefit of breast milk on child development, and as he ended his talk he said "I have always wanted to taste some to see what it was like."

Gloria laughed " I always knew you were a big baby. Maybe I should ring out the shirt for you into a glass."

"I am serious sis." said Alex.

Images of the magazine flooded into Gloria's head. There were several of lactating women in there, and she knew Alex must have looked at them. Her nipples were rubbing against the wet shirt and it was making her horny. She knew she had to snap out of it or something wrong could happen. Yet little sex over the past few months and stimulated nipples were moving her in another direction. 

"Serious huh? asked Gloria.

"Extremely." answered Alex.

"Well since I didn't get you much for your birthday, let me do this for you." she said.

With that she placed her hand under her shirt and squeezed her nipple. The milk flowed out onto her hand. She removed the hand from under the shirt and offered a dripping finger to her brothers mouth. His tongue flicked over the finger and then he took it into his mouth and licked it clean.

"Tastes better than I thought." Alex said. "Let me have another taste."

He stood up and moved toward her. Gloria saw the bulge in his swim trunks and knew he was as turned on as she was. She put her hand under her shirt, but was stopped by her brothers hand.

"Let me get a taste myself." he said.

He lifted her shirt up and the fabric rubbed her nipples all the way up. Alex leaned down and stared at the huge nipples with the white fluid on them.

"They are the most beautiful tits I have ever seen." he said.

Gloria said nothing,as she was not sure what to do. Alex leaned down taking the left one into his mouth. The gentle sucking of her brother sent her over the edge. She placed her hand behind his head and held him there to her breast. The pressure in her breast eased with each suck, and her clit was throbbing.

"The other one. Do the other one." Gloria panted.

Alex shifted to the right nipple.  Gloria slid her hand down into the waistband of her shorts. She started to rub her clit slowly with a finger. Putting it in her dripping pussy and then back up over the clit. Straight up and down.

"Suck it harder." Gloria moaned.

Alex obliged. His mouth filling with the warm sweet thick fluid. Gloria sped up the rubbing of her throbbing clit. Soon she came. Moaning, lifting her hips, and pulling her brother even closer to her.

"Oh fuck! Yes!" said Gloria.

Alex pulled back. Milk was on the corners of his lips. "That was the most erotic thing ever." he said.

Gloria was still very turned on. She looked down at her brothers trunks. "You have seen me. Now you show me yours."

Alex looked at his sister."You sure?"

"Yes. Now. I want to see it now." she demanded.

Alex slid his trunks down.  His 8 inch cock was hard, and the pre-cum was dripping from the tip.  Gloria took it in her hand. Slowly she started stroking the shaft as she looked in her brothers eyes.

"You like this?" she asked.

"Yes. Faster." Alex replied.

Gloria started stroking faster and watched her brother respond. His eyes closed, and his breathing became more rapid.

"God sis. I am gonna cum." he moaned.

Gloria kept rubbing and felt the spurts shoot over her hand and arm. She reached down with her other hand and gently squeezed his balls. When she could no longer feel the shaft pulse, she put her hand to her mouth and began licking up her brothers cum. Sucking her fingers and licking her hand she soon had it cleaned up.

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First Encounter with young Pussy

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It first started when they stayed over with my daughter for a sleep over. I was going to the bathroom and Catherine (13) came into the bathroom while I had my cock out. I seen her looking at it in the mirror and all of a sudden a smile comes on her face. I turn around and say to her what are you looking at. She says nothing, are you finished in here. I replied yes.

 

Later on that night I was downstairs wanking to some TV girls on those porn channels. Had my cock out, going at it and Catherine walks into the living room. She stands in front of the TV an

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d says if you want to wank do it right. So he puts her hand on my cock and spits on it, rubs it in a little, then all of a sudden she starts stroking me hard and tight as hell.

 

My balls begin to tighten and she takes out her tits and tells me to imagine I am rubbing my cock up and down between her tits. So I do, and all of sudden I start to get more excited. So I bend down, whisper in her ear, I want to be inside you. She looks at me with total lust, stands up, takes of her pj bottoms and pulls down her knickers.

 

Then she goes over to the sofa, lies face down in it and says “Go for it”. So I put the head of my cock in towards her pussy, then I slide it in. All of a sudden it get this burst of please right were my temples are in my head. To my surprise I thought I could only get please like that in my cock. So I try to stroke my cock in and out of her but and I take a deep breath and start pounding her cunt as hard as I could holding her shoulders. She turns back to me with her eyes rolled up into her head and says hit me. I think why not and start smacking her as hard as I could on the ass and she says no I mean hit me in the face. So I do and she is shouting all over the place fuck me, fuck me, rape me, and rape me. I am getting that excited that I punch her in the face to stop my wife and daughters from hearing, pull my cock out of her, grab her by the hair and empty my hot, creamy cum into her mouth. She looks at me and swallows it with delight, then licks her lips.

 

After I finished, I pulled my shorts and boxers back up, she got dressed except for her thong which she gave to me to wank over. I sniffed them and the smell of her cunt turned me on a came all over my boxers.

 

The next morning I was down stairs making coffee for me and my wife and her and my daughter and her sister come down. They sit at the table except for Catherine; she walks over to me at the breakfast bar where I was sitting and whispers in my ear its Jessie’s turn for that juicy cock of yours. Jessie is my daughter, and then it occurred to me that they set this up all along. Catherine then turns around and grinds her tight out ass up against my cock while my daughter watches and smiles at me.

 

My one to fuck the next young girl. My Daughter.

 

PS. If you liked this story let me know and I will write more.

A daughter's Love (Repost)

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There are so many things in life that you just don't think about, such as gravity, marshmallows, or getting broadsided in you car and a lazy Tuesday. Having sex with my daughter was on of those things I just had never thought about, correction I never thought about it until it happened.

Let me give you a little background to lay the foundations of what really happened that night. Me and my wife were at that time only married 20 years, she as you may have wondered still to this day does not know of the  encounters that my daughter and I had. The later encounters are probably more of the "steamy" kind, the ones that most people want to know about, those may come later. But this time, this moment is where it all began.

It was a cool winter nigh
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t; my daughter of only 16 at the time came in to the bedroom where my wife and I were asleep. For us this was nothing out of the ordinary, see a lot of children crawl into their parents' beds when they are young, but for us, Alexandrea (Alex I call her) never "grew out" of that phase and because neither my wife nor I really discouraged it, it just continued. I would simple move toward the center of the bed and she would crawl in. The King size bed was more then accommodating.

Now here is where the story twists; I was lying with her in a spooning position. Alex preferred this because it allowed me to rub her tummy; this would help her to fall asleep. So in that fashion I draped my arm over her. Lifting up the long ratty tee-shirt she had commandeered from me years ago, I started to rub her tummy. As I did so, I began to drift back to sleep, in and out I would go. When I would drift my hand would stop its cycles. When it did Alex would put her hand on mine and continue. When she would move my hand of course I would wake up and continue. This usually continued for several minutes until she was asleep and discontinue helping my hand rub her tummy, when she stopped I would also be asleep.

But tonight was different, a few minutes into it I felt the distinct feeling of hair between my fingers, not long hair but closely cropped, I really thought nothing of it at the time and drifted once again, upon waking again I felt dampness and slight folds in the skin. My mind finally kicked in, telling something was wrong. I continued touching until I ascertained what it was, and then like a lightning bolt ripping through my brain I realized I was touching Alex's nether regions.

My mind was quickly awake and I pulled my hand back, correction I tried to pull it back by Alex's hand stopped me. "Don't stop Daddy." the words were almost mute but full of disappointment. What was I to do, continue in the tasteless fondling of my own daughter or tell her she needed to leave for the night, possible forever? In the time my mind was poring over the choice Alex started moving my hand, whispering "Please." The agony I heard in her voice then was something that would stick with me for the rest of my life. That one word conveyed the pain she would fell if I stopped, the pleasure she would fell if I continued, and the fear she felt because of the road she wanted to head down.

What was I to do? I continued, tentatively at first, exploring not only her but my own mind. The voice in the back was screaming "Don't do this, it's wrong and you need to be the father and stop." Another voice was saying, "It will only be this night and no other, this far and no farther, and after all she started this didn't she?"

Her hand coaxed me farther and farther into her center. She straitened her top leg and rolled more into me gaining to me the access she wanted me to have, and I obliged. Feeling her folds, I traveled to the moisture. She pressed on my middle finger and in doing so guided in between he lips. It felt like an Inferno in there, and I hadn't even made it to the boiler room yet. I continued with her encouraging touches and soft coos tracing the inside of her labia, from her citreous down to her opening, and back. She held me there and I touched her moist pink pearl. Her body wanted so badly to respond but I knew what she knew, we couldn't wake my wife by moving to heavily. She just trembled there as I touched and probed this new location.

Of course my body was responding to this exploration as well, my boxer-briefs were soon very constrictive, but there was nothing I could do about this. Alex must have felt my change against her bare cheeks and moved away. She pulled my hand from her center and got out of the bed. I was very confused; I could see her slim body now silhouetted in the darkness and the tee-shirt falling down around her again. She turned back sensing I hadn't moved and motioned for me to follow her. She stepped back and taking my hand she all but pulled me from under the sheets. The air was bracing again my bare legs and chest, but I followed. The squeak in the hall way floor brought me back to reality, it was the point of no return, halfway to my daughter's room.

My daughters room was at the end of the house, the room came down on both sides of the ceiling where the root gabled. But it was a typical teenager's room of the late '90's. Posters on either side of the ceiling portraying her favorite bands: Backstreet Boys, *NSYNC, Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera; there was her dresser, desk, assorted magazines scattered everywhere but none of this mattered to Alex who was propelled to one place, the small twin bed, slightly unmade and keeping it safe was her teddy. The poor bear had been with her since birth and on ear was matted and thread bare from where she use to suck on it.

Alex let go of my hand and removed her tee-shirt. Dropping it into a crumpled heap, she stood in all her glory. Her hands folding in front of the womanhood, she looked back at me giving me time so I could envelop her with my eyes. In the soft glow of the desk lamp light I could see her body. Her breasts were small like her mothers but developed and her face was slightly embarrassed. Her flesh soon became covered in goose bumps and she made an escape toward the bed pausing shortly to grab my hand again to bring me with her.

Alex tugged at my boxer-briefs. "Please." she said. There was that word again, simple and so captivating, I couldn't resist. I pulled them down for her, and to my amazement her eyes were all over my member. They grew slightly wider as if in awe. And placing her hand around it she tugged softly coaxing me toward her. I went to my daughter and curled into the miniscule bed next to her, her soft flesh melting into mine.

She was looking into my eyes now. Her stormy blue orbs captivated my soul. It was then I knew exactly what she needed from me. With a well practiced movement I was on top of her and between her thighs, still looking into her eyes, not wanting to blink and loose this connection. Her eyes then changed, from the endless pools to that of concern almost fear.

"Daddy... please but don't hurt me." Her voice was cautious but hungry for something she never knew. She took my manhood in her hand and guided it to her center. "Make love to me with all your heart, the kind of love I know you have for me." I entered her slowly feeling every sensation; the tightness grew as I touched her hymen. She knew were I was and she slightly grimaced in pain. I held there for a moment and she grabbed her teddy. Putting the well loved ear in her mouth she nodded. And I knew.

I pressed down; the next moment tore my soul as I tore through her childhood. Her eyes closed in the pain and she bit down to muffle her scream. I was inside and she was trembling. I could feel her inferno calling for me the walls tightening around the intruder. I waited for what felt like an eternity until she opened her eyes again. The blue pools were full of tears that soon ran down her cheeks; she took the bear out of her mouth only to find out the ear had been severed. Removing it, she spoke again "Pour yourself into me, I love you daddy." Her words were full of pain and pleasure, and love.

I continued thrusting slowly at first letting the discomfort ebb from her and quicken by her instruction. Soon she was with me matching my every movement, her eyes soon closed again as her hands wrapped around my torso. This time it was not out of pain but out of promise and pleasure. I rocked into her finding more and more, faster her body instructed. And I obliged. Before long it was time, I could feel it in my core. Alex felt the change and opened her eyes, she slid her hands down to my rear and holding me there we locked eyes again. I continued and then it happened. The world went out of focus and every muscle in my body went rigid. It built and built, I thought my head would explode and my muscles would tear themselfs off the bones. At the last moment two things happened, she kissed me; the electricity that passed from her was like the key to my soul. It released me, deep into her, the most powerful orgasm I had ever had in my life. Time and time again it repeated. My limbs forgot how to hold together and I collapsed onto her. As if I broke, she held me. Crying into my ear all the love she had for me, as I convulsed into her. It was her gift to me... her only first love. Her father.

My Uncle's Cock Whore

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I have been my uncles favorite as long as I could remember. He had watched me grow up. My dad's family had always been so close and he was my dad's older brother. I have always been the horniest girl I know. A nympho at best. Growing up was so strange to me. I developed fast.

Caught in a Compromising Position Part 2

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It would be wise to read Part 1 before continuing on to this second chapter....



In Part two, Troy and his Mother continue where they left off...with cum on her face.



Please be sure to leave comments and let me know what you think...I have a great idea for chapter three that ought to provide a nice twist...

Dick in Jane - Ch7 - Fashion show

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Please first read "Dick in Jane - Ch1-6"



Mary and John were making pancakes for the crew when the couples walked into the kitchen. Gwen and Dan volunteered for breakfast KP duties.



When they were finished eating Jane said "Gwen, Mary and I needed to do some shopping so we would not be available until after supper for sexy fun". Mary said "Gwen we are worried about you so I will be s

my litte cousin Dana, part 2

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It had now been about 3 years since we last went to visit our cousins. I bought a car online and needed to go pick it up. luckily for me it was in the same city dana lives in.

My mom went with me to go get the car and when we got to it. The dman thing didnt work. So i took back my deposit and counted the trip as a waste.

The good thing was we got to stay 2 nights at danas house. After it being so long since dana and i first played i didnt know how to continue or even if she would still be ok with it. Since we arrived she had been very shady towards me, not talking, not even saying hi.

Well later that night i decided to go farther. we all had to sleep in one room. its a small 2 bedroom apartment they live in. so my mom and danas sister were on one bed. Dan
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a was on another, and i was on the floor. i lay awake pondering whether or not i could do anything with her. so finally after about 2 hours of laying there. i was sure everyone was asleep.

i reached up and started to fondle dana a little bit. i squeezed her breast and got no response.

 (let me take this time to describe her for you, shes hispanic, 13 at the time, budding breast with small areolas, a cute little ass that will make someone very happy some day. perfect body, not fat but not anorexic. long brown hair and beautiful full lips)

as i lay there touching on my sleeping cousin, i coudnt beleive i was doing this while 2 other girls were in the room. this was such a turn on for me that i started to carress danas little ass. with this she finally stirred and told me to stop. so i did, and said i wanna talk to you. so we talked about why she was acting wierd around me and she said because i didnt say hi. i laughed at this and kissed her and said is that what you meant? she just turned around and pretended to go back to sleep.

i went back to rubbing her cute ass through her little cheer leader shorts she was wearing. i worked my way around and started rubbing her pussy. at first she was hesitant but the more i did it the more she liked it. she started to spread her legs for me a little bit. once i saw she was enjoing it. i made her come off the bed and join me on the floor.

she came down and laid there just waiting. i once again started to rub her sweet little cunt and she was really getting into it. I started to pull on her shorts to get better access, and she tried to stop me but she kept giving in, she raised her ass so i could pull them all the way off. So i went ahead and took off her panties too.

there i was, in a small bed room, my face inches from my cousins now naked pussy, my mom and my other cousin asleep not even 5 feet from us. and i stuck out my tongue and tasted dana for the first time. she shook with the tingling of it. i immidiatly loved her taste, she was young, fresh, and was letting me do whatever i wanted to her. i ate her pussy out as though it was the last in the world. and at this rate i didnt mind if it was. she was enjoying it soo much that here and there she let out a moan. i was terrified. imagine my mom waking up to seeing me eating my cousins pussy.

i licked her lips, and played with her clit for a while, then she started shaking and what i would guess to be cumming. my mouth was covered with her juices and i went to kiss her but she denied me the pleasure. she put her undies back on and got into her bed and went to sleep without saying a word to me.

Feeling satisfied at the thought of being the first man to make my hot little cousin cum, i went to the bathroom and finished the job myself. then went to sleep.

part 3 coming soon. it continues this trip, and i get to unknowingly fuck her ass.

Slutty Sis-Part 1

storm5 on Incest Stories

 

 

Hi I am Ashley im 15 years old,I am 5 feet 3 inches tall,my measurements are 33-24-30,I have shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes,I am a cheerleader at school,And also I am a nymphomaniac or so my boyfriends have told me!!

 

I have to get laid atleast once in 2 days or I go mad,It has been my only sin since, I discovered to the pleasures of sex at 14,Sex is my catalyst,I must have it if I am to function,I credit my perfect physical shape to the near constant sex I have,My family thinks im off to cheerleading practice everyday,But I actually go to get laid well and proper(Shhhh!this is a secret!).

 

Last evening when I came home I heard my brother Mark in his room upstairs listening to music,”Mark turn it down” I yell

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ed,It immediately turned down,Mark is my 16 year old brother,He is on his schools Under 16 football team,He is slightly taller than me,and  has a well sculpted figure.Both my parents run a business that keeps them occupied well into the night.

 

I went to my room and called my boyfriend to arrange my “cheerleading session” for today,As it turns out,He was very busy that day and couldn’t make it,I was anguished.

I felt very horny,I needed to do it,I didn’t care with who,I hadn’t had sex in two days!I couldntgo for another.

 

With these thoughts in mind I lay on my bed,The music from marks room………..MARK!!,Yes him, Maybe he could help me out,But was it right, Isn’t Incest wrong?,The groaning of my loins answered that,I must seduce my brother into sleeping with me,Just once!,A one night stand,No harm done!!!!He might still be a virgin!

 

These thoughts excited me as I set about devising a plan…..

 

I stripped of my clothes, first,I put on my black silk panties.

 

I rummaged through my clothes and selected a denim miniskirt that I put on.Then I put on my make up.

 

I went through my bras and picked up a slightly  older  one that didn’t fit anymore and put it on without clasping the bra.

 

I looked at myself in my mirror,I looked very nice in my miniskirt and bra, But will it be enough to entice my brother?

 

I  made my bed and tidied my room.

 

I added a final touch of make-up and steeled myself.I took a big breath and yelled “MARK!!”

 

“YEAH?” came his voice from across the hall.

 

“COME IN HERE FOR A MINUTE PLEASE?” I said.

 

“WHAT FOR?”

 

“I NEED A LITTLE HELP WITH SOMETHING” I said.

 

I heard him shuffle across the hall,He opened the door to my room,What he saw made his mouth drop all the way to the floor.

 

I smiled at him in a sexy way.

 

“Mark” I said

 

“Yeah” he blurted out in a sleepy kind of way.

 

I turned around as if to show my unclasped bra,I did so slowly such that he can see me fully.

 

“Can you hook this up for me please? “ I asked

 

“Yeah” he said dreamily

 

He came up and tried to clasp my bra,When his hands touched my back spikes of sensations began to go through my body.

 

He kept trying but the bra wouldn’t go on.

 

“Ash,I don’t think you can wear this,They are too tight” he said

 

I feigned surprise and said “Oh my,looks like ive outgrown 32!!looks like I have to buy 34!”

 

“Wow!” he said,”You are a 34!! At 15!I don’t think any of the girls in my class are that well developed”

 

It was working!

 

I slowly turned around and slid the bra of myself

 

He watched me open mouthed,There was a bulge like a tent in his trousers!!and I thought he might cover his eyes!

 

“You look surprised!”,”Havent you ever seen a girl like this before?”

 

“No,I haven’t” he said

 

Ah he was a virgin!!!That was about to change.

 

“Would you like to feel them?” I asked

 

“What?” he  asked

 

“The breasts..Would you like to feel them?” I told him

 

“Well…um..O..kay” he blurted out

 

His hand came out uncertainly, But I grabbed it and paced it on my breast.

 

I sat down on the bed and told him to do so too.

 

He sat down and began to feel my breasts,His warm sensual hands caressing them made me even more horny.

 

“Would you like to lick them” I asked

 

This time I had barely fineshed speaking when his head buried itself in my chest ,His tongue was licking me all over,I could feel him inhaling my scent as his tounge traced around my breast.

 

The smell of his hair hade me feel ver very wet.

 

He moved lower kissing my navel and stomach.

 

“Oooooooh” I moaned

 

He came back up and said “Thanks Ash!”

 

Before he could continue I asked” Can I do something now?”

 

“Ya sure what?” he replied

 

I just unzipped his trousers and ran my hand into his crotch, I grabbed his penis,It was massive!, I began to massage it, “Oh yes,sis,do that again” he said, Soon his moans began to fill the room.

 

I moved closer to his face as I massaged his penis,I kissed him in the mouth.

 

He began to passionately return my kisses.

 

His hands were all over me,His hands reached my thighs sending shockwaves of pleasure to my vagina,I could feel the liquids oozing from there!

 

“Lie down” I said,He obeyed it like a little puppy.

 

I pulled of his trousers and boxers and took his penis and inserted it into my mouth,and began to give him one of my special blowjobsI kept sucking and licking it,.He kept grunting and moaning until I felt his cum enter my mouth.

 

“Sorry, Couldn’t help it” he said, ”I’d better go” he said in an embarrassed way.

 

He began to get up to leave, But I pushed him back onto the bed.

 

“That’s all right, its your first time, Little sister will teach you everything abo

Our conservative family and what happened to us.

gerry1967 on Incest Stories

My name is Jacob Williamson. I come from the deep south from an area that is very conservative christian. My dad Zachariah Williamson is the Pastor at the local church and my mom Ruth and sister Sarah and I help as lay ministers. Mom is  a copastor at the church and my sister who is 18 and I at 16 help with the youth ministry at the church.  One of the ways Sarah and I help my parents is with sex education. When we first moved to this area there were a lot of problems with teen pregnancies esspecially incestuous relationships. Our straightforward and honest approach to teaching sex ed has lowered the teen pregnancy problem greatly.  We moved here when I was 5 yrs old and my dad was associate pastor.  I remember a particular event that made my parents and the church c

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ommunity decide to start the sex ed through the youth ministry program.  There was a family of four children a young man 18 at the time James Roberts and his three sisters, Amanda and Rachel were 16 yr old twins and Kathryn a 14 yr old. Their father was an abusive alcoholic who molested James from a very young age until he died mysteriously in a hunting accident and Their mom neglected them.  James finally snapped and one night he violently raped his three sisters. They all became pregnant.  It was very sad. James  wound up going to prison after the sisters spoke to my dad at the church and he called the authorities.  This single event would come back to change our lives. 

Mom, dad, Sarah and I were sitting at the dinner table having just said grace and getting ready to eat a wonderful meal when we heard a loud thump outside. It sounded like someone breaking down a door. My dad and I jumped up to see what was up when all of a sudden standing in front of us holding a gun was James Roberts. He had gotten out of prison and was looking for revenge.  He is there with two of his cousins and we all notice that They both also have guns and knives and a video camera.  He looks at my mom and my sister and comments how beautiful they are. My father says, "Please, don't touch them." "We'll do whatever you want, just please don't rape them."  James said, " Sit down and shut the fuck up." "  I am in charge and will say what will and will not happen." "No, my cousins or I aren't going to rape these two women." " Your son and you are going to or you're all goin to die."   We all looked at each other knowing that he was serious.  James told My mother to get them plates of food too. She did and when we were all done eating. James and his two cousins told us it was time. They lead us all to my parent's room and told us to strip nude.  My dad started to speak when James struck him and said If we didn't do what he said he would definitely kill all of us. Dad told us to do whatever it was James told us. Soon we were all nude.  James then looked at my mother and asked her if she was ovulating; she said, "Yes." He then asked, " Are you on birth control?" She said, "No, that she didn't personally believe in birth control." He just smiled and looked at me and said, "Kid, today is your lucky day; today you get to fuck your mom and make her pregnant with your sperm."  I was stunned and just looked at my father and mother. They just told me to do what James said.  James lead my mom to the bed and then told me to get in the bed with her. He said to my dad and sister ;"You'll both stand here and watch." "Before we start though Ruth has to say that she's a horny slut who wants her son to impregnate her." His cousin turned on the camera and told her the camera was rolling. Mom started to cry when James grabbed me by the neck and held the gun to my temple and said,"If you don't want me to kill your son you'll compose yourself and say what I told you to say." Mom stopped crying and looked right at the camera with a wicked smile on her face and said," I am such a horny slut and am going to take my son's virginity and become his whore letting him impregnate me." James laughed and said,"THat's the spirit." He then looked at me and said, " You're going to tell your mother she's a slutty whore and that you're going to fuck her hard." I was so scared and said what he told me. With that he made mom and I french kiss, then told us to get into the 69 position and perform oral sex on each other. It wasn't long before both my mom and I had our orgasms. When we came to. He told me to get into position and start to fuck my mother. I got my penis at the openinig of my mothers vagina and thrust. The feeling was incredible even though I knew it was   wrong.  TO make sure He wouldn't hurt anyone we both talked dirty telling each other to fuck harder and Calling each other demeaning names.  I felt hurt calling my mother a worthless slut; but, somehow I was also so turned on. Mom had three orgasms and hit her fourth wrapping her legs around my waist and I couldn't hold out any longer. I released the largest amount of sperm I had ever released in my young life. Our orgasms seemed to last for 5 minutes. When done we continued to fuck until I had ejaculated into my mother's womb again.  James said,"This will be a HOT video when we're done." "You're all naturals."  HE then told us to get off the bed and stand and watch as my dad took my sister's virginity. James said to my dad,"Tell your daughter that she's going to be your little slut and she'll produce you a child." My dad Yelled at Sarah, " You little slutty bitch I'm going to rape that virginal cunt of yours and give you all my seed." Sarah was totally shocked at my father but was too afraid to cry or say anything, James asked Sarah, " Are you ovulating?" she said, "Yes, I'm at my most fertile." James said,"Well now you'll carry a baby of incest."  He grabbed my sister kissed her then told my father to eat her out. My dad ate out my sister like a pro.  Sarah was actually begging my father to take her. Dad got between Sarah's legs; and put her legs on his shoulders to get maximum penetration and thrust taking her virginigy. This was not love making at all; it was animalistic sex. Soon they were both in throws of an orgasm. James suddenly thought to ask my father if he had had a  vasectomy. My dad looked at him and hesitated then nodded that he had. James was upset. "Why didn't you tell me?" My father said,"I thought that if you didn't know that my daughter wouldn't get pregnant." James struck my father on the side of the head and told me to fuck my sister. He said,"You'll fuck her as hard as you did your mother and give her your virile sperm." "She will be pregnant by the time we leave here today." I did what he said; I gave my sister a kiss whispering that I love her and began to fuck her like an animal rutting. It wasn't long before Sarah was in perpetual orgasm.  About 10 minutes into fucking my sister I thrust hard and came into her uterus. SHe orgasmed at the same time. I continued to fuck Sarah for about an hour fearing that James and His cousins would kill my parents if I didn't. I came in Sarah about 4 times. If she didn't get pregnant it would have been a miracle.  When I was done Sarah and I collapsed into each other's arms and fell asleep. We must have slept for about 3 hours. James and his cousins were still there and told me to fuck Sarah again. Mom was in bed watching the whole thing. I noticed that dad wasn't in the room and had feared that James and his cousins had killed him.  I fucked Sarah again cumming in her twice more; and when I rested for a bit James told me to fuck my mother again; which I did. James and his cousins masterbated to me fucking my mother and came all over mom and Sarah and I at the same time mom and I had our orgasms. With that they smiled and James said,"I can't wait for the people at the church to see this video once I edit it." Mom was distraught and Sarah and I just laid there in stunned silence. James and his cousins left the house only for us to hear a commotion outside. My dad  had managed to sneak out during our fucking session and brought the sheriff and his deputies. He explained everything. James and his cousins were arrested and the video once used for evidence of his crime was destroyed.  Mom and Sarah did get pregnant. Mom had a boy and Sarah had twins a boy and a girl. We live together as a happy family. I am now the pastor at our church and Sarah and I have since married. James thought that our ordeal would break up our family and teach us a lesson. It brought us closer together and our church family helped us transition through our ordeal and raise our beautiful children. 

 I hope you enjoyed my first story. Let me know.

 

MY FLIRTATIOUS MUM

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 Pt.1 I spot my mum at it.   

 My mum's kinky flirting set my young girl juices flowing.

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 I have a younger brother Roy,a dad generally in the background and a flirtatious kinky mother. Mum like myself aren't film star material,but we seem to have hidden attractions. At this time,I had passed my super sensitive pre-puberty; - Oh god my breasts are showing,all the boys will look mum,stage. - Mum had explained how & why my body changes will start attracting males,she emphazied 'all' males,which missed me at the time. She also explained in some detail how I could expect my inner pussy lips to peek out of my vulva,

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how they would have a little bean as she called it under where they joined at the top which was sensitive when touched and men always tried to get in women's pants by rubbing it given the chance.

 She didn't need to explain further,I knew about men fucking women and boys hoping for the same for that matter. I was still very private regarding these bits on my body when around the home and in the vicinity of males. On the other hand,mum showed a far more flamboyant way with her sexy bits. She would giggle and say, "If you've got it,flout it girl,that's why god gave them too women" Often this was followed with a swinging of her breasts. 'Mum I could never do that what you do' "Give it time girl,you'll understand what its all about when you're ripe"

 I more or less understood what she meant by,me being ripe. So,with pert breasts and hard nipples,I'll get to my story.

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 Not wishing to be a hypocrite I confess,although I hid my sexual bits I had given to trying to see others sexual bits. Nearest to hand was my father and brother and of course my mum. As a heterosexual,the males in my life were what drew me at this time. I found it reasonably easy to see dads cock and balls,he'd think nothing of leaving the bedroom or bathroom door ajar. So quite often as I passed intent on a good look,he turning with nothing on showed me his bits and I especially liked the muscle flexing of his ass cheeks. He appeared to be completely oblivious to this except when mum pointed out he shouldn't flash his daughter. He just said "don't be daft,it made her"

 But my real target was my brother. Two reasons were uppermost for this; one because I knew he was forever trying to catch me with my bits showing. This also made it like a competition which I knew I was winning. Two was curiosity. I had recalled that when we were quite young and bathed together,his appendage always attracted me. It was big even as a kid. I knew this because I'd seen his mates at various times to make a comparison. Now I was sexually aware,I was determined to adjudge this appendage in comparison to dads.

 Up till now the nearest Roy had got to seeing me was a glimpes of my breasts and that was so short,to me it didn't count. None the less,just after I,knowing he was in his room crept near and I could distinctly hear wanking taking place. Acting disgusted,I confided to mum I'd heard him wanking leaving out,he'd seen my tits and was shocked by her response. "Again! I'm sure I had nothing showing when he passed me just now" I was even more disgusted,my own mum intimated she knew her own son wanked if he saw her bits. I just went to my room,where the more I thought of it,the more I found it arousing. Till I finished up fingering myself to an orgasm. How filthy is that I thought!

 From this I decided I'd watch to see what my brother and mum found to get excited over with each other. Following from this a completely different scenario also titivated my senses. Me being left at home alone,my brother turned up with his mate. I knew this mate had an eye for me and I for him although I hid this fact. Horsing around in the yard,I became the target of some suggestive handling,not all by the mate. I twigged where this was heading as they were pushing and dragging me towards our shed. In the melee,I knew one of my breasts had popped out the bottom of my bra' and the handling of me had made my now growing nipples hard.

 I also felt Roy's mates hand on this tit but was not sure if he had it in his hand not realising all between use was my thin blouse. As my brother now lifted my both legs off the ground as his mate held my body under the arms and on my tits,to me I was on a looser,especially because my brother not only now had a look on his face telling me he had seen his goal only covered by my flimsy panties,but more to the point,my neck was being poked by what could only be a hardon. A glance confirmed it was one of two as my brother also was protruding at his crutch.

 With hidden strength I lashed out,although unintentional,the back of my hand caught Roy's mate on the nose and blood started pouring down his shirt. I was promptly and un-ceremoniously dropped to the floor. 'That was stupid,look what you've done to his nose,lets get to our sink and stop it' SORRY! but I knew what you were at,trying to get me in there. Holding a wad of cotton wool to his nose,Tim (My brothers mate) clarified,he just wanted to play with my tits. Yeah,you're mad thinking I'd let you in front of my own brother. 'No,he wouldn't have seen us,he couldn't have,he was going to pull your knickers down to have a look up under your skirt at how much pussy fur you've got. So there's no way he'd see your tits from under there would he'

 It was such a stupid statement,I wanted to crack skulls. But at the same time I got a buss out of just what lengths my brother would go to,just to get a look at my furry bit. It also added imputus to seeing his cock,because what was hitting me in the neck was nowhere near as what I spotted pointing towards my thighs in my brothers trousers. We done what we could to wash blood off Tims shirt and they parted company from me for his home,leaving me now disgusted with myself for thinking what might have happened to me if I'd not fought quite so hard.

 With the thought,what if I'd let my brother see and what if Tim had played with my tits and coupled with my mother's comment. "They all try to get in your panties by rubbing your bean,I found myself on my bed doing just that until my orgasm took over and shook me to my very roots. There I was again,wondering how big it was and why did mum get dirty telling me Roy wanked off to her. OOPS! someone's home.Without further ado,I pulled my knickers on and appeared down stairs like the innocent I was. Hi you lot,what's for tea? Roy was with mum and dad and that was that.

 All evening as we sat around after tea and dad had gone off to the very shed I'd nearly been carried too,I watched to see if I could see what my brother Roy got hot over with mum according to mum. After a while mum true to form went off to get herself into her bedclothes and I followed suit. I loved doing this,because as I doned my PJ's I never wore panties under and it felt so free around my middles. I also was conscious that if I happened to be sat with my arms resting on my drawn up knees I could feel the PJ's pressing against my pussy. I was sure when dad was sat in he tended to glance in my pussy direction more often than was good for him,but mum never twigged this and after all,he let me see his without quibble whenever I chose.

 Mum on the other hand sat always in the same place on our settee and had a habit of sitting on her heels. This I thought would be uncomfortable but she seemed okay with it. She always seemed to be slightly askew though when sat like this. I knew also that like me she always discarded her pants when she put on her,in her case,nightdress. Roy never changed his clothes till going to bed as did dad. Maybe it hid more than their thoughts I guess. Roy never failed to sit on the easy chair opposite to mum and of late I'd noticed it gave him a good view of me if he looked my way,which he did much more since I'd given to changing clothes like mum.

 So on this occasion I on seeing mum shift to her favourite sitting style went out to the fridge had a cool drink and returned taking a glance at what if anything Roy saw of mum. As I went behind Roy's chair,I stopped and whispered, 'I've said nothing about earlier' but my real reason was to have a lingering look at what Roy could see. Typically,mum had reached sideways and in doing so while trying to reach a newspaper,her breasts were swinging sexually inside her silk night attire with the Vee neck showing some cleavage. But more to the point,by her reaching,the back of her nightdress had dangled allowing a portion of her thighs/ass cheek to be seen,even to the extent that a few of her pubes around her pussy sides and certainly a bit of her lips were before my brothers eyes.

 She sat back,looked at me still behind my brother's chair and questioned. 'What are you two conspiritors up to now' Nothing we chirped in harmony, 'That's alright then,sometimes I got my doubts about you lot,you're to much like your father' Ah! that was a stock statement for most things. Sitting back down I attempted to make sure I really was tight across my quim because surprising to me I felt a twinge seeing mum show,even if inadvertently her pussy to my brother. I could just see enough to know it had an effect on Roy,which in turn was now having its effect on me. Just how big was he now?

 It took a while,but then Roy got up and headed for his room. I could see he had,had to wait for his hardon to subside. Cheekily,I said to mum all grown up. No guesses for what he's gone up to do! 'Again? never,not that quick,you're obsessed with him doing that,have you caught him at it or something'?  Flushing up a bit,N-O,its just so obvious,whenever we change into flimsy stuff,after a while he disappears. She shocked me again. 'If you'd seen what he got to do it to,its bigger than your father's and you've seen his,you'd be less surprised'. I felt myself feeling hot and slightly embarrassed at the flat reference to me looking at dad's.

 How did you then? I mean,see it to know? 'Never you mind,but it wasn't dangling like you seen dads I can tell you' You're so dirty mum, - curious now,- how did you ever see it like that? 'Never you mind,but that's for me to know and you to wonder,but rest assure,I have and it is' I'm miffed at this,there's me wanting,so desperately to see it and mum like the cat that got the cream and unknowingly tormenting me blind. Or is she knowingly tormenting me? 'It'll come I'm sure,you just got to be patient if you really want to see it' I didn't exactly sulk off to bed just after,but I went up now wondering again what I may have achieved if I'd let myself get taken into our shed.

 As I left,dad appeared at the door just as I tried to go through it. Close and in a certain way he squeezed my ass cheek with, 'You off to bed chick' I didn't realise it was as late as that' 'night then' another squeeze. I went up a bit happier because I'd cheated a squeeze without mum twigging. That squeeze had a certain sliding of fingers along my bum crease that no one knew about almost like the couple of times I'd seen dad with a half hardon. He always flushed up on those occasions and even tried to hide it without much success.

 Then it happened,it was purely accidental but I got my answers all at once. Like any other day our family routine just happened. Like a normal day I appeared home as I thought first. I'd forgot this day was slightly abnormal,in that Roy and mum was doing their thing together and as far as I knew it was out of our home. Wrong! Whatever their original plan was,a new plan had developed. I was given sometimes to mooching off home from my job with my bosses consent very occasionally. This was one such an event. On arriving home I was slouching on my bed when I realised mum and Roy had arrived home. Mum was giggling and Roy was saying 'Come on you know you want to'

 'Dont be silly,that's too dirty,anyway,your sister is on to you,she know's what you get up to when you do' I put two and two together and realised the "you do" was when my brother has seen mum's tits or pussy. My hearts pounding in my chest,If to dirty is what I think it is.No wonder mum has seen Roy hard and no wonder he wanks so much. I'm tempted to sneak out and look what they're up to,but frightened I may get spotted thus bringing everything to an end,whatever they are debating doing. 'Ah,come on mum,just this once eh! let me just a little bit then' I hear some rustling noise which I can't work out followed by mum giggling, 'Fucking stop it now,what if someone was to catch us'? 'I'll do it quick then,just let me do it'

 By now this is driving me mad. I snuk out on the landing and look down. I freeze and feel my pussy twitch all at one and the same time. There below me,my brother is doing to mum what his mate said Roy was going to do with me. His heads under mums skirt and there's some pulling judging by his elbow movements going on. The rustling was still happening and I realise its an underskirt that makes her overskirt flair out. Mum giggles again as she tries to hold my brothers head. 'Stop it,you were only suppose to look not touch' I can now see her panties have already been taken off and are on the floor to one side. She jerks and grabs at his head. 'Don't you dare,N-O-O stop you shouldn't even know about those things,N-O-O please N-O-O what would dad say if he thought I'd let you ----- lick me'

 I know my brother seemed old for his years but I'd never till now even thought of that and there's my younger brother trying to lick mum's pussy. I so needed to play with myself on the bed but I just couldn't drag myself away from seeing what would happen next. What did happen, was mum opened her legs even wider and I knew Roy was being allowed to do it to her. Mum's head was now looking up towards me but unseeing as she had her eyes firmly closed so tight. She was bending her legs out and in and mumbling rude words. I didn't listen as by her movements I was living ever jerk of her body,I knew she was feeling what I did when I masterbated.

 Then she came,her hands grabbed at Roy's head as she tried to push her pussy harder at his face. Her legs were bent so much she looked a foot shorter. 'Fuck! We never ought to have done that' she said as my brother's head reappeared from under her skirt. His look was a picture,he knew he'd had what he wanted,then with even more neck,he took his cock out. I'd now seen it,fuck it was hard and huge for his age,I could see he had about eight inches with a thickness about half again as much as our dad's. Mum looked at it,Roy waggled it. 'No don't be stupid,that's just too dangerous' Roy caught her hand and placed it on his hardon. 'No Roy.we mustn't you can't persuade me to let you,now stop it right now,I told you no in the first place' Persistent little swine my brother,he pulled mum's skirt up again and rubbed it against her thigh. 'Come on I'll only take a minute and anyway,you were trying for this each time you showed me your pussy,its cruel to let me see it and now say I can't' Mum was listening as he pressed ever nearer to her body.

 'Just this once,alright'? She now held his cock and was placing it at her hole. 'Push in now' He thrust and I realised I'd just seen how to get it up me. Mum grasped at Roy's ass,he at her's and enthralled I watched my brother as he fucked and came deep inside mum. They hung for a few minutes,then. 'Quick now,pull it out and put it away before we're caught,it must be getting near to your sister coming in. Roy grabbed mum's pants,grinning, 'We better put them in the wash' 'Fuck off you little swine,stop gloating at your mother,I never intended for you to shoot it in me,I'm all soaking wet,what if you've made me pregnant'? 

 My brother saying nothing made to come up stairs with his cock still swinging from his groin nearly as hard as when he put it in mum. I shot out of sight knowing my pussy was also soaking wet with my juices. Laying on my bed I had to figure out how to appear without them realising I'd been here all the time.

 bye.  

Tasha and I at the Gloryhole Party

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Tasha and I at the Gloryhole Party

by MrKing




So my girlfriend and I are going to a party together at a friend of her's house.  We're getting ready and she keeps asking me if I think she looks ok, and if her panties look hot and such.  I'm not 100% sure what this had to do with just going to have a few beers at her friend's house, but any chance I can get to see Tasha in a nice set of hot panties, I'm game.  So I check her out each and every time and tell her she looks amazing..  I put on a normal nice set of clothes, but nothing overly amazing, just trying to look presentable for her friends.

We arrive at the friend's house and it turns out that it's in my parent's neighborhood.  I didn't even know that Tasha knew
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anyone over here, but as I've see over the years, everyone up here seems pretty nice, so I'm looking pretty forward to the evening.

We go in and Tasha introduces me around to several people, some people I've seen around the neighborhood, but I don't really know anyone very well.  Everyone is really cool, though, so the evening is turning out to be a good time, lots of fun conversations, and interesting people..

As the night progresses, the liquor is flowing quite freely.  The hosts must have popped a pretty penny on booze.  Everything is high-dollar and goes down so very smooth.

We'd been there for a couple hours when all of the sudden one of the hosts stands up and announces that it's time to head to the basement.  I'm a little lost, but as I seem to be the only one that doesn't know what's going on, I follow Tasha and everybody else.  We all head to the basement where there's what looks like a small room built in the middle of the basement with holes on either side at various heights.  There's a couple of step stools sitting in front of a few of the holes.  I don't know what's going on until I see the host say "Enjoy!" and watch a guest at the part walk up to one of the holes, drop his pants, and put his cock in the hole.  I'm a bit confused, but I figured out real quick that this is a glory hole party!  Outstanding!  I waited for someone from the party to go into the little room, but it turns out that there's already a couple people inside.

Tasha is looking at me, and kinda nudging me towards the holes, so I take my cue and walk around the little room, checking out the holes.  I see various body parts pressed tightly against the holes.  I see two pussies, an asshole, and two mouths.  I'm guessing the guy that walked up first is plowing away at the third mouth.

I take the opportunity and start with a mouth.  Have to follow guy etiquette and leave one space between, so I start with the mouth on the other far end.  Tasha takes up the middle spot, dropping her pants, followed by slowly and seductively dropping her sexy red panties.  The group of people cheer a bit as she bends over, and backs her pussy onto the tongue of the middle mouth.  It's a great scene.  I've started slowly working my cock in and out of this mouth that is working me very well.  I even take a bit of liberty and every so often I push in extra deep.  This mouth chokes quite a bit on my cock, but doesn't ever stop or try to back off.  Must be a real trooper!  Tasha is starting to moan next to me, the tongue on her pussy must be definitely getting the job done.  The guy on the far end is starting to pick up speed and starts thrusting deep and hard until he stops suddenly.  He must be filling the mouth with his hot cum.

As the first guy finishes, another guy is closely behind as he stuffs the mouth with his big cock.  You can hear her gagging a bit, but once again, she seems to take whatever's given.  I would love to know who's in here, have to remember to hook up with them later!  I decide to give the other side a shot, so I slowly withdraw my cock from this fantastic mouth.  It's been excellent, but there's three more holes that need filling.  At this time there's a lot of people from the party standing naked, watching us.  Hard cocks leaking pre-cum from the excitement, and women fingering themselves with their juices flowing down their thighs.

I walk around the back of the little room and there's already one guy plowing the fuck out of one of the pussies, but there's a pussy in the middle that's still available.  It's a little low, causing me to have to squat a bit, but this one seems to match the mouth that Tasha is currently riding.  I am already hard as a rock, so I take advantage of that, teasing the pussy lips with my cock for a second, and then ramming it in all in one stroke.  Well, I can tell you this has to be one of the tightest pussies I've ever been in.  It's amazing.  I don't think I've ever felt anything like it.  After my nice hard entry, I take my time, savoring the feeling of fucking it slowly.  Little by little.  Feeling my cock saw back and forth over those velvety cunt lips.

After a little bit, I start to feel my cum starting to build up, so I take a bit of a break.  Don't want to cum too quickly and not be able to get more of this.  So I walk around the other side for a bit and watch Tasha cumming very hard on the middle tongue.  It was great to watch.  Just looked like she was backing up against the wall, but had sweat pouring down her body as she moaned and ground her ass against the wall.

It was great, I love to watch Tasha cum, and watching her cum while a guy on either side of her was roughly fucking the other mouths was great!  So freak'n hot..

Well, after a bit of a breather I walked back around to the holes and someone had taken my spot at the middle hole, so I stepped over one to the asshole that was pressed against the wall.  Once again, taking advantage of my position, I lined up and pushed hard.  It's nice having someone on the other side that wants it that bad, because they didn't pull away at all, they just took my cock straight up their ass without missing a beat.  It was REALLY tight, but this person must have been into the pain.  I was in heaven.

I am pounding into this ass nice and hard, over and over again when it seems like I'm about to cum.  Well I have a bit of an idea, so just before I cum, I pull out, and with cock in hand I quickly walk around to the other side, snatch Tasha off the tongue and push my cock inside her hot little cunt.  That's about all I can take and I start to unload, filling Tasha with a huge load of cum.  It's fantastic!  What a great end to a fun party.

Once nice and filled up, though, Tasha is ready for a bit more, so she looks back at the holes.  The one she was at now has probably the biggest cock in the room planted in it and he's not even thrusting, he just pressed in all the way and is holding it.  I know how that feels, so more power to 'em.  Tasha takes advantage of the hole next to hear that was the first mouth to have a cock in it.  She bends back over and pushes her cummy pussy against the hole.  You can see her smile really big as the tongue starts to clean the cum out of her dripping little fuck-hole.  It's great.  Knowing what's going on behind that hole can make me smile for hours.  I love someone eating cum out of a pussy.  Especially my cum..

After she's nice and cleaned she comes over and sits down with me and we just kinda watch the fun with everybody else.  Well I feel almost kinda bad for the people in the room, the party goers are using their holes with no remorse at all, pounding the every loving fuck out of these people for probably two hours.  I couldn't tell you how many loads went into each hole, and a lot of the guys followed my lead and when they were about to cum, grabbed the closest woman to them and shot a load right up their juicy little cunts, and the women knew exactly what to do as they picked a face and pushed the cum out of their full pussies onto the tongues behind the wall.  It was outstandingly hot.  After quite a while everyone seemed to be spent, we were all just sitting around.  The one of the hosts and I were talking and evidently inside the room had lots of tie-downs and such inside it.  One of the tie downs went around the back of their head, keeping their faces planted against the wall.  This keeps them from pulling back at all and gives people full use of their throat whether they like it or not.  One of the other straps went around their legs and waist, keeping their pussys and assholes against the holes so they couldn't pull off if they didn't want to fuck.  They were basically just purely there for the group's pleasure.

Well, after a while one of the hosts went over to the room, opened up the door on the side and went in.  After a little while of undoing straps and such the people were set free.

As the door opens, the party goers begin to clap for our wonderful sex slaves, cheering on their job well done.

Imagine my surprise when I first see my step-dad walk out, followed by my 13 year old sister, and then my mom.

I could barely breath, but my cock was as hard as a rock.

It turns out that the first throat I fucked was my step-dad.  And I'm guessing he'd done it many times before by how well he took my cock.

After that I had moved around and fucked my 13 year old sister, Jenni, while Tasha rode her tongue.  I had no idea my sister was even sexually active, much less a pro.  And that explains why the pussy was so tight and amazing.

And then it set in that not only had I done the other two, but that the load I sank into Tasha's dripping cunt was cleaned out by my mom.  The thought of my mom's tongue in my girlfriend's pussy just about put me over the edge again.

When all three of them saw me, they got really quiet and couldn't even look at me, but it turns out that no one else at the party, except Tasha, knew we were related.  It all fell together that she had known who was going to be behind the holes and set me up for it.  I can't say I'm unhappy about it, but it's definitely gonna take me a minute.

Nothing was said about who they and I were, but they just worked their way around the room, kissing everyone and every now and then they'd take a cock or a pussy in the mouth just to give an extra special kiss goodbye.  And when they got to me, they all looked at me with cum dripping all around their lips, and dripping from their various holes.  My mom kissed me on the lips, pushing some of the random cum into my mouth while my step-dad and my sister both shared my cock for a moment.  Then, without saying anything else, they moved to Tasha, and then the person next down the line.

I know Tasha had to know, and I'm hoping that she knows when the next party is going to be..

Wake Up, Daddy! Chapter 5

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Chapter 5

Jill Barns had a crush on her best friend’s Dad. That was no big surprise. All the girls had a crush on Sara’s Dad. But of all of Sara’s friends, Jill was the only one who was actually fucking him.

At least once a month for the past year, Jill had found a way to be alone with Sara’s Dad. It started on Sara’s twelfth birthday when she had a swim party at the local hot springs. Sara had invited twelve of her friends and they all swarmed like bees around Michael Taylor when he jumped in the pool with them. While the other girls jumped on his back and pulled at his arms, it was Jill who took a firm hold of his cock. It was raging hard under the water.

“Careful there,” he smiled as his hand slipped up under Jillâ€

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â„¢s bikini clad ass.

“Sorry, Mr. Taylor,” she grinned. He pushed her head under water as Sara jumped up on his back giggling. She let go of his cock and his eyes followed her round little ass, twitching seductively over slender legs, as she climbed from the pool.

The next day, while Sara and her Mom were out shopping and Michael was cleaning out the garage, Jill appeared in the open door. “Hey Mr. Taylor, is Jill home?” she smiled. He told her she would be gone all afternoon. “Do you mind if I hang out here until she gets back?” she asked, her eyes smiling more than her lips.

Michael’s eyes followed the young girl around the garage as she poked through his stuff. She wore the dark green plaid skirt, white blouse and knee socks he was so used to seeing his daughter in. “How come you’re wearing your school uniform?” he asked and he grabbed hold of his work bench to stop his hands from shaking.

“I sometimes wear it to Sunday school,” she answered not looking at him. “That’s where I just came from,” she said as she stepped up onto the ladder leading up to the loft. “What’s up here?” she asked bending over the top of the ladder with her round little butt poking out behind her.

From across the garage Michael could see that the girl wasn’t wearing any panties. He hesitated. A spike of ice seemed to stab through his guts but was immediately melted by the fire rushing through his veins. It was as simple as three steps and he was at the ladder, his face even with her butt, his head buzzing with static. “I dunno, Whataya look’n for?” he heard himself saying and his hands slid up the backs of her thighs. He stopped at the top of her thighs but she pushed her ass back further, her back arching deeper, her skirt riding higher. Michael held his breath and watched as his hands moved up until his palms were filled with the perfect globes of her firm little ass.

“Ugh, I think you found it, Mr. Taylor,” Jill moaned and giggled. Michael’s breath escaped in a long, slow moan as his thumbs pressed up between her thighs. He pried apart the puffy lips of her pussy exposing the pink wetness hidden there. Not a trace of hair could be seen and for a second Michael thought of his own daughter and wondered how far along she had developed.

“Does Sara do this?” he asked as his lips brushed against the soft flesh of her perfect butt.
 
“Aaagh, No, Mr. Taylor!” Jill barely managed to answer as his tongue slipped down into the velvet folds of her sex sending jolts of electric pleasure through her body. Michael lapped at her cunt from behind, his hands squeezing her round little butt, his head spinning out of control. He couldn’t decide if he was glad or disappointed at his daughter’s innocence as he sucked at her young friend’s juices. The sound of a passing car reminded him that he was standing in the garage with the door wide open.

Michael Taylor’s heart nearly stopped as he slammed the switch on the garage door opener and the heavy door swung down. What the hell are you doing? a voice screamed inside his head. But before he could answer, Jill was standing in front of him unzipping his jeans. Stop! You need to stop! cried the voice, but her fingers were tugging at his cock, pulling it free and stroking it. He just stood there staring down at her.

“Oh my God, Mr. Taylor!” Jill gushed, “I’ve never had one this big.” The comment hit Michael like a slap in the face.

“How many have you had?” he gasped but she didn’t answer. Instead she pushed her lips down over the head of his cock and he drew in an astonished breath as her tongue swirled over the tip. He would ask the question again an hour later while they showered together. This is the story she would tell him:

To be Continued...

Kelly's Plan

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As she pushed back she felt her ass cheeks press up against her father. Instead of thrusting, however, he just buried his cock as deep as it would go, while at the same time he slid one arm under Kelly’s neck and the other draped over top of her with the hand gently cupping her right breast. The next thing she felt was her father burying his face in her baby soft hair and his gently caressing kisses on the back of her neck. They lay like this for the longest time as they watched the darkness receed, to be replaced by a glorious sunrise. Kelly notices her father’s cock was beginning to soften, to receed from the depths of her cunt; she wondered why he was not moving, why he was not pumping his cock, priming it to fill her waiting cunt with his sperm. Finally she more whispere

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d than spoke, Daddy, why aren’t you moving, why aren’t you trying to cum inside me? I, so much want you to cum inside me one more time before we have to get up. Oh, Muffin, I, am not moving because I want to be so close to you that I would feel like we were not two people, not even two lovers, but one person. I wanted to be inside you and at the same time envelope your whole being inside me. Daddy, I love you! Me to Muffin.

After a few more minutes, he began to move, very slowly, just some rocking movements to wake up his sleeping member. If he moved more vigerously, he would likely dislodge his cock and poke his daughter in a sensitive spot to boot. So he moved very slowly, but that was more than enough to stimulate his cock Within moments it was back to full erection. A few more slow strokes proved he was fully erect and that they were lubricated and ready. He quickly began pumping his rod in an out of his daughter. Then her father moved his hand to his mouth and licke his fingers. He quickly reached around his daughter and began fondling her clitoris with his saliva covered fingers. Kelly’s clit was, like her mother’s clit, more like a small penis than the normal button sized clit most woman have. He took her clit between his thumb and forefinger and began rubbing it as if it were a cock. In reality, the stroking did not do as much for Kelly as it seemed to do for her father, but none the less, the combination of cock pumping in and out of her cunt, his fingers rubbing her clit, and her father’s gentle kisses on her neck, were more than enough to bring Kelly to climax, not once but a whole series of orgasms. Each one seemed to build on the one before it, like waves building to a crest before crashing on the beach. Kelly was just cresting on her fourth orgasm when her father came inside her. He pumped furiously for some time, responding to his orgasm and pumping Kelly with a full load of his sperm. As he stopped moving he pulled his daughter close and pressed his cock as deep as he could in her cum filled cunt.

Kelly cupped her father’s hand and squeezed it as she purred in pleasure. Sometime later, as he withdrew his dripping cock from his daughter’s cunt, Kelly rolled over and put her arms around her father’s neck and they kissed again, a long tender, and loving kiss. The alarm clock buzzed incessantly, until it finally intruded in their consciousness, pulling them back from what had been a delirious state of ecstasy. Kelly bent and kissed her father’s cock and took it in her mouth to clean off the remaining cum, then kissed him on the mouth and turned and headed to the bathroom. Kelly ran a hot shower and barely stepped in, when her father followed her. They slowly lathered each other, concentrating on the vital spots, caressing and slowly rubbing each other. Finally, they rinsed, embraced and kissed once more, before grabbing a towel and heading to their own rooms to dress. Their goodbye after breakfast was slow and passionate and it left both of them frustrated and panting for breath.

Do you want me to drop you at school? Her father asked. No I’m meeting Jason and Tim at the corner. They kissed once more and he headed for the car. Kelly stood there thinking that she would have a surprise for her parents this evening. She knew just what to do to make that surprise happen. With a grin on her face, Kelly grabbed her books and headed out the door with a bounce in her step. Tim and Jason were waiting when she walked up, so she did not have the opportunity as she frequently did to sit on the wall and show off her wet snatch, barely covered in her thong for her cousins. She walked up and planted a sloppy wet kiss first on Jason and then on Tim. She managed to brush against their crotch as she did; then they turned and headed for school.

At lunch, Kelly started to put her plan into motion. She asked if her cousins could stop by the house after school and stay for dinner. They looked at each other with big grins on their faces. Obviously, Tim had told Jason what had happened the previous afternoon. Jason said, sure, if we let Mom know before she starts dinner. Then in a very low, almost conspiratorial voice she asked Tim and Jason if they were still having sex with their mother. The boys looked at each other before Tim spoke. Yes, why do you ask? Kelly just grinned and said, trust me, you will see the reason soon enough. Go ahead and call her and tell her she is invited for dinner as well. Tell her to come over about 5. Tim shrugged and walked off to call his mom. Meanwhile Kelly and Jason sat talking quietly. He looked at his very sexy cousin and asked if she and Tim really did the things Tim said you did? Kelly smirked and said that would depend on what he said we did. However, knowing Tim as I do, the answer is probably yes. And further more you are in for the ride of your life tonight, bring your horn dog with you.

At that Kelly got up and headed to her locker, wiggling her ass a bit more than usual. Tim saw her go as he returned; wow she sure can shake her booty when she wants. Don’t I know! What did mom say? She said that is very nice, thank Kelly for the invitation. Kelly seemed thrilled when she heard the news later in class. After school Kelly seemed in a real hurry to get home. Jason and Tim hurried to keep up, wanting desperately to watch her ass and jiggling boobs, but not wanting to be too obvious. Kelly barely stopped as she entered the kitchen door, she knew her parents would be home in an hour and they had work to do. She headed straight to her room calling over her shoulder for Tim and Jason to follow her. Once in her room, Kelly quickly stripped her clothes off almost ignoring her cousins. They stood nearby, stared at their cousin. Tim started to reach for Kelly, but she pushed his hand away and walked out of the room as she said what are you waiting for, get undressed and come in to my parents room. When they walked in the room, both were naked and sporting throbbing erections. Kelly still ignored them and said, help me get the comforter off the bed. Tim you get some towels from the closet and pile them on the dresser. Jason, go to the linen closet and get the box of candles on the top shelf and the matches from the kitchen. Put the candles around the room and put several in the bathroom. And then light them.

After that, she said to Tim, my parents will be here in 15 minutes, go call your Mom and tell her to come to the kitchen door and walk in and follow the voices. Don’t tell her why, just say it is a surprise….

MUM CUM 2

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 Pt.2 My mum came after more of my cum.

 I find out the truth and get my dream.

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 The next morning having lay awake for ages reliving what had/hadn't? happened. All was as normal,mum doing what her normal routine was,as was I. The only comment from mum was, "God I slept well when we eventually got to bed" That was it! Of course,I'd had desires for mum since my wayward cousin had sowed the lust seeds a few years prior (See Pt.1) The same lust she'd utilized in my puberty towards my maternal aunt,her own mother. (More about that later)

 It was some years after this that I got to kno

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w the full extent of this manipulative,scheming,female predator I was so lucky to have as a cousin. To embolden my desires,this is what I'd found out later. Just prior to my mother starting to enjoy her new found fun. My cousin who was now woman,woman mates with her mother,she could talk and disclose all and anything with her mum even about her dad I gathered,had let on to my mothers sister that I had a burning lust desire for my and her mum. Being all worldly,she'd added, "I expect its his hormones mum,he's a late developer I reckon. Course he hasn't a clue how to get what he's after"

 "And I suppose madam you know all the answers about how to; don't answer that you little vixen" This obviously had been passed on somehow between the sisters,hence the next part of the story!

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 On this evening I waited in vain for a repeat performance from my mother. Nothing! must have been a dream then? As we went to bed normally,I noticed mum closed her door totally,where as we generally both left them ajar,in my case always hoping to see more than my mother up till this point would intend. All these instances had come about since my cousin had prompted me to wank for her and many things had happened with her since, - not to be included in this story,not yet anyway, - So after another wank I am dozing off when I hear, Georgie!Georgie! I know its mum refering to me because although my dad was also george,mum never refered to him as Georgie,always George or Geo' I quietly move to her doorway and listen intently. "He got me Meg,he's having me! (Meg being my aunts name ) I'm fascinated by this talk but realising mum's not in distress,I listen on.

 I hear her mattress making bouncy noises as my pendalum hardens. I realise now my mum's working herself off and I'm part of her action. My Instinctive act is to run in and jump on her to give her the real thing but common sense prevails and I stay put till she settles and then I returned to my bedroom to try another wank. No problems the following morning,Saturday. Come the evening though it may be boring to some we're back on our sofa as usual. After yesterday and not knowing what my cousin has been at we snuggle,then when the room is completely in darkness mum repeats what I had got two days previous.

 Come Sunday evening on the settee I say "Mum its my turn tonight" She responded strangely, "What do you mean? What are you saying?" "Nothing,its my turn to snuggle to you at your end" Oh! I got you,I wondered what you were on about,bit of a tiring day,I shall probably zonk out (Sleep) in no time" "That's okay,I'll just carry you to bed!" "You and who else,you'd probably drop me tarzan" I now snuggled up and in no time she was zeding. As I lay on the inside of her,her outside leg gradually slid off the edge. I tried to hold it on but it slid anyway.

 I watched her nipples on her breasts rise and fall while being aware my hardness was against her leg. Having bathed,all she had on as far as I was aware was a nightgown,no dressing gown,hence her nipples and the deep coloured oreoles surrounding them were hard and clear to see through her gown. That was what had a lot to do with the wet sticky end on my knob. Because her leg had dropped her far knee was naked as was halfway up that thigh while just the knee on my side was uncovered.

 I couldn't resist it any longer,I casually let my hand touch her inner leg,then trying not to tickle and wake her I lifted and slid my hand up a bit farther still,then let the hand rest again. In doing this and as it was still lightish from the window,her legs were gradually becoming more exposed to my view. I move again even more slowly as I near my goal. My hand now well up on her thigh I had a fleeting thought, 'with her oreoles showing through,why no pubic shadow of her pussy hair? Stupid I bet its shaved,fuck I'd love to see her shave it! - Precum surges at my thighs, - I think I'm now almost at her pussy,raising my hand again,mum's hand clasps through her gown and holds my hand still.

 I shit myself,I've been found out.OH SHIT! Now I'm for it! Nothing like it,she just holds my hand gently where its at and makes no attempt to pull it from under her clothes,all that happens is she lets our two hands lower back onto her thigh. Hardly daring to breath and with her gown that high up I try desperately to crane my neck and look up her gown. Not without moving and disturbing her,there's no way I'm going to see her quim. I even wait awhile longer then try to move just that bit more with my hand. Her grip squeezes just that little bit telling me no.

 Very quietly mum's voice murmurs, "To light! Tooo li-tsss" In my mind I silently think,I wont be able to see it in the dark,then it dawns on me. Mum feels guilty at what she's letting happen,but if its in the dark it could be anyone,but not necessarily her son. Kidding herself,she won't be having her son. Fuck! She's going to let me. Please! Please! Please say you are mum. About 40 minutes after this I move again,its dark,but not pitch dark. Her hand shows no resistance,slightly more boldly I pull the hem of her gown gently up. Her white skin is still just visible in the fading light,pulling harder I can feel I've pulled the gown to about her pussy line,I feel her thighs tense and the gown comes up easier.

 She'd lifted her bum just enough to let me pull the gown higher up her body. I can hear her breath sounding like my own. Short excited little pants,the difference with me is my nerves are shaking as though I'm cold. Now I have her gown above her belly button,her body contours are just visible. Gently I move my hand flatly to her belly and savour its smoothness then I have it,she has knickers on,that's why I couldn't see a dark pubic shadow. I explore the mound of venus area,that's it,cushy,she has got hair there lots of it. To dark to see now,I try to work out which knickers? Its got to be the Lavender one's,the waist is biting in tightly to her belly and the legs are right into her groins like a bikini bottom.

 There's a bonus though,because of this tightness and the type of silky material,her contours are exaggerated,every curve and bump are stood out under my fingers explorations. Above the waist band I travel the warmth of her skin,passing down from there I feel the groove of her belly to mound then,shakily I venture to the puffy sides of her vulva. I can feel the warmth of her middle groove,her cunt slit and a soft little mound. The tightness of the knickers is squashing her inner lips almost flat but I can still feel them,they're being squashed by the silk. tracing further round under her,her thighs stop my hand,reversing I follow the groove back to her now prominent hood,no doubt pushed up by an erect clitoris. (I give thanks to my slutty cousin for her informative journey of her nether region a while back)

 I go to pull the knickers down, "Not yet,do up higher" of course,play with the tits. Sliding my hands up inside the gown I marvel at the soft rubbery feel as I pass over her belly skin below her rib cage,then up across her rib cage, then I'm there. I touch the underpart of the globes of her tits,as I move my ribby slim torso to a more favourable position I must have crushed a nipple, "Steady,don't squash the poor little thing" "Sorry mum" "Shhh! not mum,say Bren' if you need to talk,but saying nothing would be preferable" "I had no such qualms,mother,granny,aunty all I now wanted was the use of a mature or less mature woman's body. A fuck was what I wanted"

 I put my mouth over her nipple through the top of her gown,she in turn with both hands adjusted this neck part to pull both tits right out for me. Great! as I sucked I put a hand down to her slit and started to slide up and down it. The wet had come through her knickers so I tasted it and went back to playing again. Mum's body was now starting to react as was her breathing,she was on her way to orgasm. I so wanted her cunt naked,I tried to pull at the knickers again, "No not yet,don't be so impatient" "Impatient? fuck me! I've hoped for three years to be here,impatient my ass" I actually said nothing.

 Dare I? Dare I do that cousin thing on my own mum. Yeah fuck it! I move downwards with my body till I'm kneeling on the floor,then pushing my mum's leg further open towards the back of the sofa I get between her legs. I'll do it,pushing my head up against the insides of her thighs I poke my tongue out and make contact with her knickers. She jerks and sucks in breath,then her hand with fingers pointed covers my target,her clitoris,but undetered I flatten my tongue onto where I know her inner lips are. Spot on,I can feel them as my spittal makes her knickers more and more wet.

 All sorts of sexy sounds are crossing mum's lips, I must have touched a special nerve because her other hand with fingers spread was suddenly trying to grip my head and turning me in one direction then the other. Into a groin then the other then her slit,I could feel her other hand sliding up away from her clit with my tongue in hot pursuit. "Stop! Stop! Georgie don't get me please no don't! don't!" I put my hands in the edge of her knicker legs and try to pull. "Wait! Wait! She lifts and I felt her hands go to the waist band,I pulled again,her knickers were on there way. Hearing the snap of elastic as her fingers release the waist band to the mercy of me tugging them down her legs and off her feet.

 Then my face was really at her. I could smell,taste and feel all, my cheeks were soaked with her love juice,my nose was snorting for breath against her clit and my tongue was getting a little white ulcer (Had it before and since) as it chaffed against my bottom teeth. WOW! HELP! I'm going to die,I can't breath,her thighs are clamped so tight around my head, holding my breath now I slurp my tongue's work to completion. Fuck did she cum? Releasing my head she wriggled as I tried to stop her sliding to the floor. The gown was gone somewhere in the dark I have hold of pure flesh,all of her flesh. I mustn't cum,I'm seconds away from fucking her,HOLD ON!

 "Not here,up bed! up bed! I hear her heading upstairs completely in the darkened house. Kicking off my joggers I'm right behind her so close I can touch her ass and do! Each touch makes her ass cheeks clasp together onto my fingers in the groove. "Stop it you sod,I'll pee myself" There was just the faintest bit of light through the window,although I think mum was now so rampant I reckon she would have fucked me in our car headlights. Flopping on her belly across the bed she was trying to open the bedroom cabinet drawer. Scrawny me,grabbed her hips powerfully and as I make to roll her on her back. "No! No! Just hold on a sec' let me get it" No chance whatever it is she wanted,she rolls and before she's fully settled right way up,I'm between her legs and climbing up her torso in pursuit of her slit. GOT IT! She's so slippery,my fingers now feeling for her cunt slit were unecessary as my cock slips against a thigh then as if like quick silver slipped straight up her.

 Splash! its in her,my spunk just couldn't wait any longer as I spurt shot after sinue straining shot as high up into her cunt as my thrusting would reach and she knew it as well. "Silly little sod,why couldn't you wait for a french letter? Oh shit! its to late now,lets get on with it,I'll/we'll just have to sweat it out for the month" I'm off again as mum takes up the challenge. I bet it looked quite quaint this ten stone ribby shrimp riding a well fleshed middle aged woman. I could now feel the pussy muscles doing what they were supposed to. "I'm cumming,shoot it outside me,on my belly,anywhere" I hoist another full baby making supply into mum, "You mad little cunt, - she'd never called me that, - I hope to fuck my belly don't start rising you little bugger!"

 We lay as we were,she kissed my forehead, "You randy little fucker,what will we do with you?" "Keep me to fuck everyday" "I was speaking metaphorically silly" "I wasn't! will we? you know,fuck every day now? "I must admit it was worth waiting for, Anyway where did you learn about cuni lingus" No reponse. "Licking it!" "I know what it is mum,Brenda! but what makes you think I've done that before?" "Come on,to do it that good first time? never" "Why do you have to know?" "Because if you want to get any more of my pussy you'll need to tell me so I know where you've been" "I edged my bets,I do,so I will,lets say it was in the family" "Oh! I thought it might have been her,hot assed little bitch" We left it there, mum was after all. Only half right!

 Still laying on her belly, "What you,letting it soak,its still up me you know" Grinning "Its an okay fit don't you think?" "Roll off you're getting heavy" "Can I stay in here wit you tonight?" "May as well if you want to,after all the damage has been done now,although I bet it wont be one night now you've got me once" - The last night thing; Meg he's got me! I had and all. She rolled and put her back to me and I spooned against her with my still hard cock fitting nicely into her ass groove. Both still naked "Goodnight stud,don't that thing of yours ever go down?" "Not yet anyway" I moved down the bed slightly held myself and pointed it back in her cunt,she wiggled farther down and I felt the inner lips slipping around and spread open as she slid back on to it and we left it parked in its new home. I know a bit later I done her again while asleep because I come to as I came off like I do with a wet dream and the sexy grunting noises mum made as she jerked quicker and quicker meant she came again as well. We were soaked with love and spunk juice. In the morning,mum pulled from me and it pulled some of my pubes,because our mutual juices had dried in the beds warmth and had glued us together. Ouch! "Sorry about that I didn't know we'd stuck together,Ha!Ha! thats so funny"

 This is the life!

Uncle Eugene Gets Me and Daddy Drunk, the Rest Is History

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I have told you about Uncle Eugene and Aunt Maggie and how they used me for sex and how I loved every second of it. Well, eventually, I had sex with my Daddy and that started a lot of stuff that I am not sure I wanted or not but for good or bad, it happened. As I have said, I lived with Uncle Eugene and Aunt Maggie for a while, mainly during my developing years and even tough very young I always

Kory's Fun Time Part 3

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Kory’s Fun Time – Chapter 3









It had been two weeks since Kory, Brian and David fucked for the first time, sadly Kory and Brian hadn’t been able to be alone more than thirty minutes at a time since. That was enough time for a quickie but nothing else. Brian had tried sneaking into Kory’s room a couple of times but they had almost been

Mom Teaches Son About Evils of Pot Smoking

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It was one of those worst nightmare moments.  Every parent has them.  You try not to think about it happening and do everything you can to prevent it.  Nevertheless, sometimes it still does.  No, my situation wasn’t as devastating as it could have been, but I knew I had to do something about it.

I was going through my son’s room looking for clothes that didn’t make it into the hamper.  I decided to do the sheets, although I usually save them for the weekend since they take so long to dry.  I figured Keith wouldn’t mind me grabbing them a day early.  I pulled the comforter off and was pulling the sheets off the mattress when I saw something fall at the foot of the bed. 

My first thought was it was some sort of porn magazine

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, after all, Keith was 15 and full of curiosity.  However, when I got to the end of the bed I knew exactly what it was, and it wasn’t porn.  It was pot.

I bent over, picked up the baggie, and sat on the end of the bed as the realization hit me that my son was smoking dope.  I opened the baggie and saw one rolled joint, some papers, and with a sniff, I confirmed about two ounces of fairly decent quality pot.  I knew this from my own experiences as a teenager.  But I also knew what I was doing, or maybe I just got lucky.

I found myself wishing my husband was as good a father as he was a provider.  A workaholic, he quickly moved up the corporate food chain to the position of regional director.  It meant his traveling over an eight state region checking on other stores.  In addition, when he was home, he rarely got home before 10 o’clock at night.  No, I knew I would have to take care of this, even if I didn’t want to.  I took the baggie and put it in drawer in my dresser and went about my household chores.

I actually got quiet a bit done with my mind preoccupied.  I tried to go through every possible thing that could come up from my talk with Keith.  Somewhere along the way, I found myself giving in to the thoughts that he wasn’t a bad kid, just like I wasn’t, and maybe if he was just careful, things would be all right.  However, I knew as a parent I couldn’t do that.  Maybe an older sibling could, like my sister did for me, but not his Mom.  No I would have to be firm with Keith and let him know that smoking pot was unacceptable.

I had some time before Keith got home from wrestling practice and took the opportunity for a quick shower.  Opening the drawer for clean underwear, I saw the baggie.  I opened it up and took a sniff.  I fished out the joint in the bag and checked my son’s rolling ability, if he was the one that actually did it.  It seemed satisfactory and without thinking, I placed it to my lips as I had so many times in my younger and wilder days.  I was caught by surprise when I heard the door close and Keith announcing his arrival. 

“I’ll be down in a bit, sweetie.  Just finishing up with a shower,” I hollered out the door.

I put the joint back, closed the bag, and exchanged it for a pair of silky panties and a matching bra.  I quickly dressed and went downstairs.  I found Keith with a jug of Gatorade watching TV in the family room. 

“How was practice?”

“Not too bad,” Keith replied while surfing through the channels.  “Is it okay if I go over to Steve’s later?”

“Well, actually I was hoping we could spend the evening together.  Maybe get something to eat and then back here to watch TV or something,” I suggested trying not to give away my hidden agenda.

“Sure,” my son replied with the utmost lack of enthusiasm.  “Do I need to change?”

I could see Keith’s hair was wet, so I knew he had taken a shower after practice.  The jeans he wore were not his best, but at least it wasn’t one of the pairs with holes he loves to wear.  The ones that I am sure make people think I don’t have enough money to properly dress my child.  A T-shirt with some popular logo on it clung to Keith’s upper torso.  The wrestling training was paying off in the body department for Keith.  He wasn’t overly muscular, but well toned and defined.  I actually began to wonder why they didn’t make guys that looked like that when I was in high school.

“No.  I think you look just fine.”

The meal was uneventfully normal.  Small talk about school and wrestling, and me trying desperately to figure out just how I was going to bring up the subject I really needed to.  The ride home was conversation free, with Keith selecting a radio station playing the latest in hip-hop (so the jingle said) and adjusting my car stereo so that it made the speakers actually vibrate with the songs.

It was about 7:30 when we got back to the house.  Keith slinked into the family room and popped on the TV and started going through the channels.  I fidgeted a bit and then sat down.

“Anything you want to see?”  Keith asked.

“No, not really,” I replied.

I got up and made my way to the living room where the bar is.  I poured a shot and downed it quickly, letting the burn wash over me.  I then sauntered up the stairs, opened the drawer, and withdrew the baggie.  Back down the stairs and another quick shot and I was back in the family room.

“Keith,” I said as I walked into the room.  “We need to talk about this,” I said holding up the baggie. 

Keith turned to look at me and focussed in on what I was holding.  He took it from my hands, almost as if to make himself believe that I had been holding it.  I took a seat on the chair to the side of the sofa he was sitting on.

“Want to tell me about that?”

“What do you want to know?” he asked back.

“I assume it is yours,” I asked and received a nod in reply.

“How long have you been doing this?”  I queried.

“A few months I guess.”

That would make sense.  About the same length of time that he had been buddy-buddy with Steven. 

“Why do you do it?”  I wanted to know.

“It just sort of takes the edge of, you know,” Keith explained looking up at me.  “No, you wouldn’t know.  I forget, you and Dad are perfect.”

The comment put me on the defensive.  I lost all track of my game plan to regain a sense of self that I hadn’t even lost.

“I know more than you give me credit for.  I know that isn’t the best weed I’ve ever smelt,” I retorted trying to show that I did know something.

“How do you know that?”  Keith asked.

“Well let’s just say I wasn’t always perfect,” I replied, apparently with the help of two large shots of whiskey.

“So you smoked pot before,” Keith asked with a sort of ‘I don’t believe it’ look on his face.

It was my turn to just nod in place of a spoken admission.

“So you know it’s no big deal, right?”

His words took me back to my own thoughts earlier in the day.  I knew what I was supposed to say; it just felt hypocritical at the moment.  But I was the parent.

“We’re not here to talk about me and my past, we’re here to talk about you and now.  And you here and now should not be smoking dope,” I said in my best lecture voice.

Keith didn’t miss a beat and replied as if I had said mostly nothing at all.  “So it was okay for you to take a toke or two, but not me, right?”

“That’s not the issue.  There is more to it,” I tried in a persuasive voice.

“Like?” my son asked.

“Like pot being a gateway drug, and doing it responsibly.”

“Did you go on to other drugs?”

“No,” I answered truthfully.

“So what made you so much more responsible than me?  Don’t you trust me?”

“It’s not a matter of trust.  I mean it is, but it isn’t.  It’s a matter of, well, guidance.  To have someone show you what is alright and what isn’t,” I explained to a blank stare.  “To keep you out of trouble.”

“So who guided you?”

Shit, this was not going like it was supposed to.  I never imagined that this would get turned around like it was.  And now, there was no way I was going to tell my son the things that his aunt and me used to do.

“Someone I trusted,” I finally answered.

“So it would be okay as long as I do it with someone I trust?”  Keith reasoned.

“Keith, as your mother, I have to tell you that smoking dope is wrong,” I lectured before looking at the floor and continuing.  “But I can’t watch you 24 hours of the day, so yes, if you are going to do it, make sure someone you trust is watching your back.”

“Cool.  I pick you,” Keith said with a sudden grin.

“What?”  I almost screamed.

“Who could be more responsible than you.  And who could I trust more?”

“But, Keith, smoking pot is wrong.  Besides it’s been years since I’ve done that,” I answered not sure I even believed what I was saying.

“But you want to.  I know you do,” Keith shot back.

“What makes you say that, oh wise one?”  I asked with a chuckle.

A smile spread over Keith’s face and he held up the baggie, “Your lipstick on this joint is a fair indicator.  Besides, I can see things too.  I’m not blind or stupid.  Maybe you just need to take the edge off too.”

Damn it.  How did he get to be so smart?  And they say smoking pot makes you dumb.  The bad part is he was right.  I had been so wound up that I guess the only person I had been fooling was myself.  I was going through a period of my life where everything was either stressful or depressing.  I watched as Keith stood up and made his way to the sliding glass door that led out to the deck.

“Come on Miss Responsible.  Time for you to take the edge off,” he said before walking out the door.

I sat for a couple of minutes to regroup.  Here I was, trying to be a good parent and teach my son about the evils of smoking pot.  Instead he turns the conversation on me to the point that I basically give him permission to do just that.  To make matters worse he looks right into my soul to see how miserable I really am.  Maybe if I just….     Ohhhh, that smell

My 15 year old son is on our deck smoking a joint right now.  I get up, planning to tell him to put it out, but stop as I reach the door.  Lynrd Skynrd said it best, ‘that smell will mystify you.’  For just the briefest of moments, I was a teenager again.  Confused, sacred and wanting so much that I couldn’t have.  Then I caught my reflection in the sliding glass door and remembered I wasn’t a teenager, I was an adult and a parent with responsibilities.

I strode out the door and walked quickly to where Keith was sitting, the joint in his hand.  I reached down and took it from him.  I was about to walk away and get rid of it when I looked over at him.  He had a not so sheepish grin on his face.  He looked…happy.  I looked down at the rolled weed in my hand and then back at my son.

“You know you want to,” was all he whispered.

Not only did I want to, I needed to.  I needed to know if I could rekindle some of those old feelings and sensations.  Without a second thought I brought the joint to my lips and took a small toke.  The smoke was fairly harsh as it burned into my lungs in a similar way the whiskey had my stomach.  I was glad I didn’t choke and just before I was ready to let it out, I handed it back to Keith, who was looking at me very wide eyed.  I turned quickly and walked back into the house, feeling the very first sign of a high.

“Mom, are you okay?”  Keith called after me.  I didn’t answer but returned to the deck in short order.

“Here,” I said handing him a bottle of cold beer, “Use this to chase it down.  Makes it not so bad in your throat,” I suggested, taking a drink from my own bottle.

Keith took a hit, held the smoke, passed the joint and I waited to see him exhale and take a drink from the bottle before doing the same myself.  In short order, we had gone through two joints and four beers and had moved from the deck to a couple of lounges beside the pool.

“So, young man.  Any love interests in your life?”  I asked while gazing at a sky full of stars.

“I’ve got lots of interests,” Keith said.  “Just seems they don’t have any interest in me.”

“Well trust me.  That will change in a year or so.  Then you won’t be able to keep them out of your pants,” I giggled.

“Mom!?!?”  Keith gasped in surprise.

“What’s the matter?  You think it’s just guys that think like that?”  I asked.

“Yeah.  Not that I know, but it seems girls just don’t look at it the same as guys.”

"Girls, and some guys, do look at it different.  Some don’t like it, for whatever reason, maybe bad experiences in the past or abuse, some put up with it like it is expected, and then some can’t get it out of their heads,” I tried to explain.

“So which one are you, Mom?”

“Depends.”

“On what?” he wanted to know.

“When?  Now or when I was younger?”

“Both,” he said with a grin you could hear in his voice.

“Well there is the difference between what you have and what you want.  That sort of sums up the now,” I told him.

“I don’t get it.”

I tried to put it into terms my young son could understand.  “Let’s say you want a Ferrari.  You want one real bad.  It’s all you think about.  Maybe you had the opportunity to drive one a few times, but it wasn’t yours to take for a drive anytime you wanted.  But what you did have was an old VW bug.  It’s an import, but not a sports car.  It’ll get you where you want to go, but maybe not in the way you would like to get there.  Understand?”

“Yeah.  I get it.  You’re buying me a Ferrari for my birthday,” Keith said with a laugh.  “No, I think I understand.”

“Trust me, you will fully understand after you bang your first Ferrari,” I told my son, suddenly feeling a bit flushed from the pot, booze and conversation.  “How ‘bout a swim?”

“Sure, let me go change,” Keith said.

“Change?  Who you going to be when you come back?”  I responded with a laugh.

I grabbed two more beers and rolled another smoke and was in the pool by the time Keith returned.  I know the alcohol and pot was having it’s usual effect on me and it didn’t help when Keith walked to the side of the pool in a swimsuit that I must have bought for him a year ago judging from how tight it was.

“Is that a big joint in your pocket or you just glad to see me,” I said before realizing the double meaning of my statement.  I could feel myself blushing slightly, but not enough to take my eyes of my maturing son.

“Funny,” Keith replied, “Which suit are you wearing?”

“I don’t think you’ve seen this one before, or at least I don’t think you have,” I replied.

“Really?  Show me.”

I took a deep breath and pulled myself out of the water.  The look on my son’s face was precious.  His mouth dropped open and his tongue almost fell out as he stared at his naked Mom.

“You like?”  I asked.

“You’re right,” stammered, “I haven’t seen that before.”

I enjoyed the fact that my son couldn’t take his eyes off of my body.  It turned me on regardless of the fact that it was wrong.  But how much wrong could I be?  I had already smoked pot with my son, what harm could a little more naughtiness be.  I dried myself off, picked up the joint, and lit it.  I stood next to Keith and passed it to him as I picked up a beer and tossed some of it back.  I waited until he had a lungful of smoke and his eyes full of my swaying boobs.

“You like them?”  I asked.  He held his smoke and nodded his head.

“Go ahead and touch them.  You know you want to,” I teased using the same line on my son that he had used earlier on me. 

Keith passed the joint and I thrust my 38DDs towards his eager, if not awkward hands.  As I held the smoke, Keith explored my tits with his hands.  It was an exciting touch, even if he didn’t know what he was doing. 

“I got an idea,” I told my son after blowing out the acrid smoke.  “Take a toke and while you hold it, put your lips over my nipple so you can suck and lick on it.  Then when you are ready to exhale, let me know.”

Keith didn’t speak, but took the bud from me and took a pull.  His mouth very quickly found a nipple and latched on.  What he lost in style was more than made up with his enthusiasm.  He sucked and licked until he finally had to exhale and lifted his head.

I held the back of his neck and brought his face to mine.  I placed my mouth to his and with my tongue parting his lips, sucked the smoke from him and into me.  At the same time, I let my tongue play with his and pulled him closer to me.  At 15, Keith was already taller than my 5”6” frame and his head tilted down to meet me.  As we kissed, I felt his hands begin to roam over my back to my ass.  I returned the opportunity until my hand found the front of his swimsuit.

I broke off the kiss and moved back slightly without moving my hand.

“My God, Keith.  What do you have in there?”  I asked as I palmed the bulge in his swimsuit.

“Why?  Is something wrong with it?” he asked with obvious concern.

“Oh, no.  I surely don’t think so.  But it sure seems like it wants to come out and play,” I replied while using my fingertips to trace the length of his hard shaft.  “Do you mind?”  I asked as I hooked my fingers into the waistband of his swimsuit.

Keith shook his head and for the first time, his eyes left my body as he watched what I was doing.  I had to be careful.  It was difficult to get the tight suit over what looked to be a promising find.  I ended up pulling the swimsuit away and placing my hand around his bare cock so I could slide the suit down without hurting my son.  Once clear I knelt down and moved the waistband down to his ankles.  This left me at eye level with my son’s raging cock.

“Is it okay?”  Keith asked, still concerned.

“Fuck yeah it is,” I replied.  “I bet the girls love this.”

“I wouldn’t know,” Keith replied quietly.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.  You mean to tell me you have this magnificent piece of manhood here and you haven’t used it to make some girl extremely happy,” I asked without looking up.

“No, never,” my suddenly shy son responded.  “You’re the first girl, ah, woman, to ever..”

“Not even a blow job?”  I asked curiously watching the clear drops of precum leaking out.

“No.”

I grasped my son’s hard cock and pumped it a few times until there was enough pre-cum that it would start to string soon.

“Care to find out how it is?”  I asked, throwing all caution into the wind.

“Huh?”  Keith responded.

I didn’t wait any longer for a yes or no answer from him.  His cock was doing all the talking and ‘it’ clearly wanted a blow job.  I let my tongue slip from my mouth and carefully licked at the salty fluid.  It was extremely satisfying to hear the groan from my son as he felt the first tongue on his young cock. 

I let my hand reach under and feel Keith’s heavy balls.  They were heavy and tight and obviously full of cum that wanted out very badly.  I knew better than to tease him too much and pursed my lips and let my son’s cock slide between my lips.  An almost painful groan escaped from his mouth as I worked my way down the shaft, letting my tongue dance as I felt his cock reach the back of my throat.  I could feel me starting to gag slightly and pulled back.

“Oh, shit,” Keith replied.

I worked my way back down his hard shaft and then back to the head where I licked, sucked and slurped like the wanton slut I was becoming for my son’s cock.  I looked up to see Keith looking down at me.  It made me wild with desire to make him cum, a task his balls felt up to performing in short order.

I kept my eyes glued on my son’s face as I let his cock fuck my mouth.  Like most men, and apparently by instinct, Keith’s hands soon found my head.  He didn’t guide me, but it was clear he had no intention of letting me stop until he was done.  I let a finger from the hand on his balls slip to the ‘taint’ spot between his ball sac and his asshole.  I gently rubbed to further stimulate his prostate.

Keith’s eyes got wide as he watched and spoke.  “Oh, shit Mom.  Mom I’m going to…to”

He didn’t know what words to use, but I knew what he wanted and needed.  I simply kept sucking up and down and nodded my encouragement at him.  Within seconds I felt his cock swell and his balls shrink in my hand. 

I moved my mouth to the head, went to work on the sensitive spot underneath, and used my other hand to stroke what wasn’t in my mouth.  With his hands on my head, I watched as Keith’s eyes shut and his head rolled back.  With a slight ‘oh, fuck’ escaping from his lips, he launched his first load of cum into my waiting mouth.

He shot hard and fast, with the first two strings going straight down my throat without the need for me to swallow.  I kept pumping and sucking and swallowing until his cock stopped spewing cum and only jerked from his rapid heartbeat.  I didn’t want to stop, but I could tell Keith was over-sensitive from my activities.  With a groan of my own, I finally let my son’s cock slip from my mouth.

I looked up to see Keith looking at me again, his face a cross between excitement and confusion.

“That was,” my son began to say.

“Fucking great,” I finished for him.

“Yeah.  But..” he trailed off.

“But what?”  I asked.  “Didn’t you like it?”

“Oh yeah, I loved it.  But isn’t it wrong for me to like it?  I mean from you?”

“Oh, I don’t know.  I would say no more wrong than for me to sit and smoke dope and drink beer with you,” I replied.

“So now what?”  Keith wanted to know.

I stood up and moved over to the table and picked up the papers and the baggie.

“Now it’s time for a couple of more firsts.  I hope you don’t mind if I smoke while you eat,” I said with a grin that only I understood at that moment.  "You do get the munchies after you smoke don't you?"

Valentine's Day Siblings

TheSophist on Incest Stories

Brianna jumped and quickly tucked the bottle under her bed when she heard the front door slam. She rolled over quickly and picked up the school textbook she'd discarded on the floor yesterday, flipping the book right-side up and acting as if she had been reading it the whole time in case somebody came in. The smell of liquor on her breath was pretty strong and she was sure that if anybody sat down next to her they'd smell it. She swept her long chestnut mane behind her nervously and straightened the thin T-shirt she was wearing, aware her nipples were very obviously poking out from her previous sexual excitement but unable to do anything about it at the moment.

She relaxed when she heard the door to her big brother's room slam a few moments later, satisfied that her parents hadn't

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returned early. If they had, she'd have had a tough time explaining why the door to the liquor cabinet was hanging wide open and several bottles were missing. She silently crept out of bed, wobbling unsteadily as the full effect of the booze hit her, and peeked her head out the door to make sure nobody was there. When she didn't hear anyone in the hallway she crept out, leaning heavily on the wall for support, and slowly made her way to the kitchen so she could close the door. At least now nobody would be likely to notice the missing bottles before she could replace them.

Then she realized Adam was supposed to be at a party right now; it was halfway across town and he couldn't have been there more than a half hour if he was back already. She burped drunkenly and decided to check in on him. She staggered down the hallway, feeling her way along the wall, until she came to Adam's door. She wavered there, unsteady, before the hallway stopped spinning enough for her to knock twice. "Adam?"

When he didn't answer, she shrugged and headed back to her room to lie down. She collapsed heavily onto her soft comfy bed, rolling over until she could watch the steamy R-rated movie she'd put on. It was Valentine's Day and she was lonely, and more than a little horny. She was just starting to get back into it, rubbing her pussy through her shorts, when Adam knocked on her door and came in. She propped herself up against the headboard and tried to act as sober as possible.

"Hi Bree. Sorry I didn't answer when you knocked."

"S'okaay."

"When are Mom and Dad gonna be home?"

She coughed and tried to make sure her words came out unslurred. "They shed -

"Linda... broke up with me. She told me right after I drove her to the party, then went to hang out with Keith Whitmoor ." He sarcastically accentuated the last two words; Keith Whitmoor was a football player all the girls seemed to drool over. He had a reputation for being a "hump 'em and dump 'em" kind of guy, but for whatever reason the girls still flocked to him.

"I tolju she was trash! I shwear Adum, one of these days you're gonna lishen to me!" She couldn't help but slur her words a little with that outburst and Adam narrowed his eyes at her, then leaned in to sniff her breath. "Have you been drinking?"

"Yup!" Brianna chirped with a drunken smile. "Wan shum?" She leaned over his edge of the bed, shooting out a hand to steady herself that landed on Adam's inner thigh. She grinned drunkenly, Adam unable to see, and retrieved the half-empty bottle from under her bed. "There we go!"

"No, I'm - Aww, what the hell, gimme that." He swiped the bottle from her, opened it, and put it to his lips. Brianna watched as he drained off several swallows of booze before tilting the bottle back down and coughing lightly, making a sour face as the strong drink burned the back of his throat. "Good ainnit?" Brianna giggled, wavering unsteadily as she propped herself up on one elbow. She collapsed back onto her pillow with a smile as Adam continued to drink from the bottle.

"What kind of a bitch breaksh up with her boyfriend on Valentine's Day?" She hiccupped. "Thash cold. I'd never do that to my boyfriend - if I had one I mean." she frowned.

"Don't call her a bitch Bree." He took another long swig from the bottle, making a face as he swallowed the fiery liquid.

"Dude, she was a total bitch. She never came over to visit, she never called you, you spent a fortune on her and she never got you anything in return, she made you drive her everywhere, and she never gave you any in five months of dating. And she broke up with you on Valentine's Day! I'd call that being a bitch." She poked a finger into his chest with each point, finally resting her hand on her brother's chest when she finished. Adam brushed her hand away and took another long drink from the rapidly emptying bottle, wincing as he swallowed. "Gah! How do you know she didn't give me any?"

Brianna giggled. "I can hear you through the ventsh, moaning her name every night as you jerk off." Adam could feel his face burning as she laughed, slapping his arm drunkenly. "Oh, don't worry Adam, It's okay. I play with myself too you know." Adam unwillingly found himself picturing her lying spreadeagle on her bed as she hungrily fingered herself, and shook his head to get the incredibly erotic image out of his mind. She just laughed drunkenly, knowing the effect her words had had on him. Adam took another long drink from the bottle, finally polishing it off and belching. By now he'd probably had almost as much as Brianna, and it was just starting to kick in.

"Hmm. We're both home alone on Valentine's Day and hard up. This sucks." She frowned, staring at the movie, then grinned at him mischeviously. He glanced back at her with a curious look, then quickly scooted back up against the headboard as she swung a leg over him and straddled him, sitting down a little too heavily on his lap and grinning drunkenly at him. Adam banged his head against the wall as he pulled back to avoid Brianna's drunken kiss. "Ow, dammit Br- OW! What the hell are you doing, Bree?!"

She pulled back, looking wounded. "I just wanted a lil kiss. It's Valentine's Day and I don't have anybody. I'm lonely!" She pouted.

"But I'm your brother!"

She shrugged as if it hardly mattered, emboldened by the knowledge that she was drunk. "It's just a lil kiss, whassa big deal?"

Normally Adam probably would have refused, but he was feeling really hurt and lonely himself after having been dumped by Linda, on Valentine's Day of all days. Combined with the potent alcohol and the assertive boldness of Brianna's advances, he didn't resist when she leaned in a second time and pressed her lips to his gently. Adam was lost in the sensations of her lips against his, momentarily forgetting that she was his sister, and pulled her closer as the kiss continued longer than it should have.

He didn't even notice when the kiss crossed the line from sisterly to a girlfriend kiss, and he forgot to protest when her tongue wedged its way between his lips and she ground herself against him as she invaded his mouth lustily. He found he had placed a hand on her shoulder only when she slid it down to cup her breast. That was enough to break his reverie, and he pushed her away from him. "What the fuck, Bree?" he slurred.

In for a penny, in for a pound, she figured. "What? I just wanna get a little action. And don't tell me you don't want it, because I've sheen the look on your face when I step out of the shower!" She did have him there; Adam couldn't help but think naughty thoughts when she came out that door, dressed in practically nothing. Still...

"But you're my sister!" he protested, his resolve starting to ebb.

"I'm also a girl who's offering you sex." She stared into his eyes, daring him to refuse her.

"But you're still my sister!" he repeated, a little more weakly than before. He had to admit he was severely tempted, but not to her; if he admitted that to Brianna he'd stand no chance of resisting, and he still wasn't sure he wanted to do this. "You're just saying this because you're drunk!"

"Maybe, but I've wanted it for a long time. There've been a lot of nights where I fantasized about you and played with myself as I listened to you jack off in your room. I so just wanted to walk in naked while you were doing it and fuck you senseless, but I never got up the courage. Well now I'm lonely, I'm horny, and I'm sick of just playing with myself while I have to listen to you stroking it only ten feet away. I want you, and I'm gonna have you."

"But-" he began as she peeled off her shirt to expose her jiggling tits, and leaned in to dangle them in his face.

"I know you want them, Adam. It's okay, you can touch them, I want you to." She took his hands and placed them on her naked breasts, giving them a little squeeze over his hands. "Mmm, that feels good baby. You can touch me, it's okay." His resolve was crumbling, and he made no effort to remove his hands when she took her hands off his and placed them on his shoulders. He gazed up at her.

"But this is wrong!" he replied weakly. It was evident in his voice that he wanted this badly, but he didn't think he should.

"Oh come on, I know how horny you get. I can hear you jerking off two, sometimes three times a day. Well guess what, I get horny too. I wanna fuck just as bad as you do. You need some pussy, and I need a good hard cock in me; if we can satisfy each other's needs why should it be wrong?

Adam didn't respond, obviously considering her answer.

"I mean, Linda never gave you any relief, and you're gonna just turn it down when you can have it so easily? C'mon, I know you'd much rather fuck my warm wet pussy every night than your cold dry hand. You can have it if you want. You can have everything," she continued coaxingly. He was still unsure. "But what if-" he began.

"Look, I'm already on the pill for my cycle so we're not gonna be making babies or anything. And nobody needs to know, nobody's gonna find out. I'm just a girl who wants to fuck you, who just happens to be your sister. I don't wanna marry you, I don't wanna make babies, I just want sex. And if nobody will ever find out, then what's the big deal?" Adam's face was awash with the strain of repressed longing, unable to give her a response. Brianna leaned down to whisper into his ear.

"All you have to do is say yes, that's all. It's easy... just say yes and you can have as much sex as you want, whenever you want it. No strings attached. You won't even have to buy me flowers or any of that girlfriend stuff, you'll just come to my room and say 'I wanna fuck' and that's it, you'll get to fuck me. I'm just down the hall, you don't even have to leave the house. You'll never be hard up for sex again."

Evidently that broke the last of his resistance, as after a long moment of consideration he started kneading her tits and took a nipple into his mouth. "Mmmm!" moaned Brianna, gyrating her hips on the obvious bulge in his pants. Adam released her nipple and looked up at her anxiously. "This isn't gonna make things weird or anything is it?"

Brianna laughed, feeling the booze retake control. "Of coursh not. We'll still be brother and sister and everything, we'll just screw each other whenever we want."

"And nobody will ever know?" he asked skeptically.

"Well I dunno. Are you gonna tell anybody?" she asked with a grin. Adam shook his head emphatically. "Well neither am I, and we'll make damn sure Mom and Dad never find out, so I guess you can fuck me without any repercussions, huh? Now suck !" she commanded him, brushing his lips with a nipple. He immediately took it into his mouth and suckled, making Brianna moan.

"Mmm, that's good Adam. Suck on it! Now the other one!" she ordered, turning her body slightly to present him with a second jiggling tit. He took this one into his mouth as well, bringing up a hand to gently squeeze and knead the other. "Ooh, that feels good." She ground herself against his hard on, dry humping him gently as he suckled.

"You have too much on," she declared tipsily, and started pulling the bottom of his T-shirt up his chest. He leaned forward slightly to free the bunch forming at his back, then lifted his arms and released her hardened nipple from his mouth as she yanked the shirt over his head and threw it on the floor. She slid down his body, kissing him passionately and grinding her tits into him. She could feel the wispy thin hairs that were just starting to grow on his chest as they brushed against her tits, and could taste the saltiness of his lips on her tongue. She moaned softly and he moaned back, then gasped sharply as she reached under her and squeezed his bulging cock through his jeans.

She lifted up off of him, biting his lip seductively as she rose, and hopped off the bed to close and lock the door. "Just in case," she whispered, grinning lustily. She sauntered back over to him slowly, pushing her chest forward slightly to show off her tits, then grabbed his feet and rotated him until they were dangling off the bed. "Lie back," she ordered, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his jeans. She tugged at the top, sliding his pants down his ass as he lifted his hips off the bed, then past his knees and ankles to drop to the floor. Adam was breathing heavily in anticipation, and she crawled up to kiss him deeply and squeeze his cock through his boxers before she slid

back down, her breath hot on his crotch even through his underwear.

"Let's see what my big brother has in here," she grinned lusciously, sliding a hand underneath the elastic of his underwear to encircle his cock with her fingers. "Oooh!" she squealed like a little girl. "It's so big and hot!" she giggled, then slid down the front of his boxers with her free hand so she could see it. It was big and thick, with little blue veins running down the shaft. It looked almost angry somehow, standing proudly, fleshy red and hot to the touch. He was smooth and completely hairless, which Brianna found she liked to her surprise. "You shave?" she asked him curiously.

His blushed even more furiously than he already was. "Linda, um, told me she liked it... so I did it and hoped she'd, ya know, do it with me."

Brianna looked back down at the angry red cock in her hand, then back up at his face. "I like it." He smiled awkwardly, then moaned loudly as she bent down to lick the head tentatively. "MMM!" she said, licking some of the clear precome off the tip of his dick. "Yummy."

Adam's quiet groans filled the room as she took his dick into her mouth and began to suck him furiously, bobbing her head up and down rapidly. She paused on the occasional upstroke to swirl her tongue around the head, then resumed sucking on him as he moaned uncontrollably, feeling the incredible sensations of a first-class blowjob.

"Oh shit Bree!" he gasped, holding her head in his hands as she rapidly sucked him off. He loved the hot wetness of her mouth on his shaft, alternating with the cool air as she raised her head up to circle her tongue around his head before plunging back down as far as she could. It felt like she was sucking all the blood in his body into his cock, and when he looked down he was greeted by her grinning eyes as she bobbed her head up and down. He shuddered as she started gently kneading his balls, trying to make him come. It didn't take very long; he needed this release.

Her only warning was a shuddering intake of breath before he started squirting shots of salty semen into her mouth. She sucked on him rhythmically, feeling his dick pulse in her mouth as he came, and she found she had to swallow after every couple shots before her mouth filled with his come. The boys she'd sucked off before usually didn't squirt enough for a single mouthful, but apparently Adam came in buckets. She smacked her lips as she finished his final load, sampling the unique taste of boy come once again. She wasn't sure whether she liked the taste itself or not, but she definitely liked the process enough not to mind.

"So," she said as Adam came down from his climax, panting heavily. "Do you wanna eat my pussy first or should we just fuck?" His slightly embarrassed grin told her that sister or not, he was looking forward to getting his cock into her as soon as possible, and she laughed. "Okay, fine, maybe next time." She leaned in close, her breasts jiggling erotically. "And I promise there will be a next time, a lot of next times. I'll probably never get to hear you jerking off through the vents again," she mock pouted. "But I guess we gotta get that hard first, huh?" she teased, pointing at his limp cock dribbling come onto his thigh.

She unbuttoned her shorts and unzipped them, sliding them seductively down her hips and dropping them past her knees, then stepping out one leg at a time and kicking them off. She crawled up onto the bed over him, clad only in little pink panties, then turned her body around so her face was above his softened cock and he was staring up into her panty-covered mound.

"Take them down, Adam." she said softly. He reached up to grasp the elastic band of her panties, and slowly slid it down the curve of her ass until her pussy finally came into view. It was swollen and pink, her pouty lips lightly covered in curly brown hair that still had little drops of dew clinging to them from her arousal. He could smell her musky scent, a powerful smell that made his dick twitch slightly. Brianna, looking down at it as she felt him take down her panties, laughed and lowered her upper body to gently kiss it and lick it.

Finally her panties were stretched between her thighs, down as far as they could go with her straddling him, and Adam wet a finger in his mouth to slide into her. Brianna moaned as he slowly plunged it into her pussy, inch by inch, until it was in up to the knuckle. "Ohh, that's gooood Adam!" Brianna began rocking her hips gently against his finger, fucking herself slightly on it, and Adam started copying her moves, pulling his finger out and plunging it back in. Slowly at first, then faster.

"More!" Brianna cried softly, rocking her hips in time. Adam pulled his finger out of her and wet his middle finger, then slid them both back inside of her. Brianna's moan was even louder, and her rocking increased. Both could hear the delightful squishing as Adam plunged his fingers in and out of Brianna's wet pussy, and could smell her arousal as she got fingerfucked.

It didn't take long before Adam was hard again, and Brianna ordered him to stop, which he did reluctantly. She lowered her pussy to his face.

"Taste," she said simply. He raised his head and licked her open pussy, tasting her juices. He loved it. "Just so you know what to expect next time. But right now I need your cock in me." Brianna pulled her panties up so she could swing her leg back over him, then sat back down on the bed and quickly slid them back off. Adam spun himself around so he could rest his head on her pillow, watching as Brianna climbed on top of him and grabbed his cock.

She leaned back on her knees and positioned him at her entrance, then slid down onto him in one smooth stroke. Adam gasped sharply as he felt his cock slide up into her warm, wet tunnel, and Brianna moaned loudly as she felt him fill her pussy up completely. Both stared into each other's eyes with a look of smoldering lust, wanting to get as much pleasure out of this fuck as possible, as Brianna started rocking back and forth on Adam's cock. She threw back her head and groaned, enjoying how delicious it felt to have her brother's slickened cock sliding in and out of her, and Adam was panting as he got ridden by his horny, lust-driven sister. She stared down into his eyes, bouncing up and down faster and faster. "Do you like how my pussy feels, Adam?Are you glad we did this?Do you like getting fucked by your sister?Do you want me to sneak into your room every night and ride you till you come?Do you want to fuck me every morning in the shower?Wanna feel me come on your cock?Wanna fill my pussy with your come?" she asked him rapidfire, simply to hear herself talk, not waiting for his responses as she rode him.

"Oh God!" was all Adam could say as she fucked him. Just "Oh God!" over and over and over as he bucked his hips into her to meet her downstrokes, then rocked his hips back, hands on her hips but with her controlling all the action. He could feel every soft slippery ripple of her insides as his cock slid wetly in and out of her pussy, her delicate tissues stroking his dick like a million tiny fingers as she pulled up off of him and then slid back down his shaft to lusciously envelop his cock with her warm soft wetness. She could feel every vein and every bump as his hot cock throbbed pleasurably inside of her, plunging deep into her clenching pussy and pressing deliciously against her as she bottomed out on his shaft, then the gentle drag as she lifted off him to do it again. Their bodies made wet slapping sounds as Brianna fucked herself on her brother's stiff cock.

Eventually it got to the point where she was practically slamming herself down onto him, pushing his hips down into the bed, then lifting off of him, then slamming back down onto him again as quickly and forcefully as she could, her head thrown back in ecstacy as she pounded herself onto her brother's swollen dick. One could barely hear the protesting squeaks of the bed and the loud "SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!" of their bodies colliding over Brianna's high-pitched "OHHH!s" and the deep groans of Adam. They were both covered in a slippery sheen of sweat, yet they continued to fuck ever more energetically.

"OH FUCK YESSSSSS!" hissed Brianna as she pounded herself down onto Adam and shook with her magnificent climax. Her pussy spasmed around his thick cock, rocking her hips and squeezing him rhythmically as she wailed in absolute pleasure. Adam could feel her juices gush around him, dripping down his smooth hairless balls and down the crack of his ass. He looked down and could see her pussy twitching as it spasmed so pleasurably around his cock, and it all worked together to push him over the edge himself. He groaned low like a bull and came, arching his hips up into her as his dick shot out thick streams, his hot come pouring into her in spurts between her rhythmic clenches. She could feel every pulse of his cock as it squirted his come into her and felt every shot hit somewhere deep in her belly, prolonging her own orgasm as well as his. Squeeze, spurt. Squeeze, spurt. Squeeze, spurt. Squeeze, spurt.

Finally it ended, and Brianna collapsed onto Adam's rising and falling chest, panting herself with the exertion of a really good fuck. They just lay there panting for a moment, recovering from their ride with Adam's limp wet cock still in Brianna's soggy pussy, before Brianna swallowed and gasped, "you know, you never did actually say 'yes.'"

"Yes Bree, yes, oh hell fucking yes!" Adam wheezed.

"You want some of that every night? As long as we don't wake up Mom and Dad I mean?" She grinned at her brother, her new boytoy.

"Oh yeah! Just as long as they don't find out."

"Mmm, good." She kissed him softly. "Because if you'd have said no you'd have woken up to me raping you every morning anyway, so it's not like you really got a choice." Adam just laughed.

"Oh God, I'm so glad we finally did it," she sighed. "Now you can have me whenever you want." Brianna laid her head on his chest and closed her eyes, just breathing. "I definitely wanna fuck at least once a night, and once or twice more today before Mom and Dad get home. In fact, as soon as you get hard again you're gonna do me doggystyle." She felt him chuckle, and she didn't have to look up to see Adam's big grin.

"This was by far the best Valentine I ever got," Adam laughed, and Brianna could only smile and agree.

said , they're not gonna be back till late, so I guess you and I have the place to ourselves. How come you're home so early?" The grimace on his face told her she'd hit a tender spot, and he sat down on the bed heavily.

Road Trip - Going to my Sister's Wedding - Day 1

bethb on Incest Stories

I guess I should start this out by telling you a little bit about me and my family.  There are four of us, well, at least there were four of us until my sister Sandi graduated from college and moved in with her boyfriend (now her fiancé), Tim.  A long time ago it was the three of us, Mom, Sandi, and me.  My dad was in the Navy and died in some accident on his aircraft carrier when I was little.  I was still in the first grade, so I don’t have much other than pictures and some videos to remember him by.

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Mom dated off and on through my grade school years, and married Kevin when I was in the sixth grade.  He’s the closest thing I’ve ever really had to having a “real” father, and he makes Mom happy, so it’s all cool.  I really do think of him more as “Daddy” than as Kevin.  I’m 19 now, and living at home with Mom and Daddy while I go to community college for a physical therapy assistant program.

Anyway, back to the story.  Sandi and Tim live in New Mexico, and we live in Wyoming, and Mom’s been jonesing about the wedding longer than Sandi has!  She really wanted to be involved in all the planning and stuff, and she’s made several trips down there to help out over the past few months.  I’ve been stuck at school, so I couldn’t go.  That’s OK – I’m only going to be a bridesmaid.  Sandi’s best friend down there is going to be her Maid of Honor.  Whatever.

Well, the wedding day was approaching and we were all going to head down for it (duh – like we could miss it?).  Mom was freaking over the last minute details, and decided to go down early.  She’d fly down like she did for all her other trips, and we’d drive down to meet her there later in the week.  After the wedding, we three would take a “road trip” vacation on our way back to Wyoming.

So the day finally came for me and Kevin to load up the car and head south.  I love taking road trips, ‘cause we always take the old Caddy convertible – it’s huge and steers like a boat, but there’s nothing but room in it, and on pretty days the top comes down and it’s like flying across the prairie!  Today was a pretty day, and we were both dressed for comfort.  I’m a “skirt girl,” so I had on my traveling skirt, and a t-shirt.  Daddy was in a t-shirt and shorts.  I settled in to the front seat and put my sunglasses on.

We got out on the highway, and I sat back and enjoyed the warmth of the sun on my face, arms, and legs, and the breeze in my hair.  Daddy and I talked about our first day on the road, and he reminded me I’d need to help him with the driving.  No prob!  I told him I was going to relax for a while.  I snuggled into the seat, pulled my i-pod out and put the earbuds in.  After a little bit the sun’s warmth made me relax even more, and I fell asleep.

I felt a little chilly a bit later, and started to stir a bit.  I kind of came half awake, and realized the sun had gone behind some clouds, and it was a lot cooler all of a sudden.  Still drowsy, I looked down and saw my nipples poking through my t-shirt from the chill.  I also realized the wind had blown my skirt around a bit, and I was showing a lot of my thighs to the world!  I also noticed that Daddy had one hand in his lap and was taking quick looks in my direction.  I decided to pretend I was still asleep, but only stirring – I wanted to see what was going on.  I knew he couldn’t see my eyelids cracked open through my sunglasses.

I snuggled back into the seat, and turned towards him a little bit in the process.  I know my skirt rode up a little bit more, and I wondered if he could see my panties.  I started breathing deeply again, and watched him through slitted eyes.  Pretty soon he was taking longer looks at me, and I wondered how he was staying on the highway!  I also noticed his hand move from his lap, and I saw the head of his thing sticking out of the leg of his shorts… he was rubbing it gently as he watched me sleep! 

I felt a warmth fill me – a heat start burning in my belly.  It wasn’t right, Daddy stroking himself looking at me, but it was still starting to turn me on.  I decided it was time to “wake up,” and to put an end to this for now. 

I stirred, and began to stretch as though I were just awakening.  Daddy quickly pulled the leg of his shorts down, and looked over as though he had just realized I was in the car with him.  I pulled my earbuds out.  “Have a good nap?” he asked.  “Yeah, I think so – what time is it?”  He told me we’d been on the road about three hours, and we’d be stopping for gas and a driver change soon.  I said that was OK, and went back to watching the scenery pass by until he got off the highway and pulled into a gas station.

He filled the tank, and I went in to use the rest room and buy a Coke.  Kevin headed towards the men’s room while I was in line with the drink, and tossed the car keys to me.  “I’ll be out in a minute – your turn to drive” he said.

We got back out on the highway and headed south again, this time with me at the wheel.  Daddy said he was going to “catch some z’s” this time, and he settled in to the passenger seat.  I put my earbuds back in, and was listening to my tunes as we rocketed down the road. 

Even though I tried, I couldn’t get the picture of Daddy stroking himself out of my mind.  The warmth of the sun combined with the warmth in my belly, and I felt flushed – as though my entire body was sunburned or blushing violently.  I looked sideways at him, and saw that he had fallen asleep.  I thought about his… thing.  I wondered how big it was.  I was sure it hadn’t been completely hard as he had rubbed it while watching me in the car.

I tried to push the thoughts out of my head, but could feel the moisture starting to build between my legs.  I snuck another glance at him, and decided to risk it.  I put my hand up under my skirt, pulled aside my panties, and traced the outline of my lips with one finger.  I was soaking wet!  Knowing I couldn’t risk his seeing me do that as I had seen him, I rearranged my panties and focused on driving… as much as I could.

The rest of the day went pretty uneventfully – with Daddy taking the wheel back from me just after lunch, and keeping it for the remainder of the day.  The sun was low in the sky when we pulled into the parking lot of the motel where we had reservations for the night.  We registered, put our things into our room, and headed out to find some dinner.

We wound up in an oriental restaurant (it was almost the only choice in town that wasn’t “fast food”) and ordered our food.  Daddy also ordered a bottle of wine, and neither of us objected when they brought us two glasses.  We sipped the wine as we waited for our food, and talked about the next day’s trip.  Daddy kept squirming in his seat, and I asked him what was wrong.  “I’m just a little stiff, I guess” he replied.  “I don’t usually spend that much time in a day sitting in one place.”  “Too bad the motel doesn’t have a sauna or a whirlpool” I said.  “Maybe the motel tomorrow will have one.”

We finished dinner and drove back to the motel.  We decided to get ready for bed, and watch some TV before going to sleep for the night.  I went into the bathroom to change into my pajamas, and when I came out, Daddy was already in his bed with the covers pulled up over his lap.  I could see he didn’t have a shirt on, but I wasn’t sure about the rest.  He had CSI: Miami turned on, and I hopped into my bed and started watching too.

He kept moving around in the bed, seemingly unable to get comfortable.  “Daddy, you’re really distracting, moving around like that.  I can’t follow the story” I told him.  He replied, “Sorry, but my back is really stiffening up after today’s drive and I can’t sit still for long.”  I told him “Roll over on your belly and I’ll rub your shoulders.  Maybe that will help.”  He looked at me out of the corner of his eye, and slowly rolled over in the bed.  The sheet and blanket were up over his legs and lower back.

I moved over to his bed and sat alongside him.  I started rubbing his shoulders, and could feel real knots in his muscles.  “Wow, you’re tight,” I said.  He just grunted and winced a little bit when I was too rough on his shoulder.  I continued to rub his shoulders, and began on his upper back.  He began to breathe more deeply, and I could feel his muscles start to relax under my fingers.

I noticed I was having trouble working on the side of his back that was further away from me, so I said “Dad, I’m going to straddle your back so I can get enough leverage on both sides of your back.”  He just grunted in reply, although I could feel him tense up as I put my leg over his body and rested my bottom on top of his.  I continued to rub his upper back and shoulders and told him he had to continue to try to relax.  In time he began to loosen up again, and I could feel his buns loosen up under me.

It was then I remembered what had happened in the car earlier in the day.  How he had watched me “sleeping,” and had rubbed himself.  I began to get that warm, flushed feeling in my belly again as I rubbed lower and lower on his back, and as my buns rubbed back and forth on his.  I could feel the warmth building inside me, and started to smell my scent.  I hoped he hadn’t noticed yet.

I continued to rub down his back to his lower back, moving my body so I was now straddling his thighs instead of his buns.  My fingers continued to trace lower and lower on his back, and I pulled the sheet and blanket down some to expose more of his skin.  Mystery solved – he was wearing boxer shorts.  I flushed even more than I already had.  As my hands and fingers started to work on his butt cheeks through his boxers, he said “Thanks, sweetie.  I think that’s great.”  I continued to rub his lower back and buns.  “Dad, my teachers all say you have to make sure your patients maintain balance in their bodies.  I think I really need to work on your chest and abdomen as well as your back.  It’s time for you to turn over, please.”

I raised my body off his legs, and he slowly turned over.  I could tell he was feeling better, but was still stiff and uncomfortable.  I straddled his lower abdomen, and began to work on his shoulders and upper chest.  He looked at me and away from me – I tried not to stare at him in return, but I felt like his eyes were becoming more and more focused on my breasts… I could feel them swaying back and forth as I worked on his chest.  I could also feel my buns rubbing on his lower abdomen as I moved to exert more or less pressure on his chest.

And then it happened.  As I was settling back, I felt him begin to grow and get hard.  I began to feel pressure from him pushing up the blanket into my buns, pushing at the panties under my t-shirt.  I felt the heat rising in me even more, and I knew he must be able to see my excitement in my eyes.  If he couldn’t smell me, my scent, then he must not have any remaining sense of smell!

I put my eyes on the headboard over him, and began to grind my buns into him as I continued to rub his shoulders, his chest, his nipples.  I could hear his breathing become more ragged, and I could feel him tensing up under me.  I forgot about telling him to relax, and just continued to grind into him, feeling his hardness poking at my cheeks through my panties.  At some point, I felt his hands on my thighs, holding me, caressing me, and guiding me as I slid back and forth along his body.

I kept this up until I saw his eyes clench closed, and felt his hardness jerking against my bottom.  I continued to rub his chest as his breathing returned to normal… I leaned forward to kiss his forehead, and then got up and dashed into the bathroom.

What had I done?  What would Mom and Sandi think?  I had just dry-humped my stepdad in his bed!  My mind was reeling, my body was burning hot, and I was dripping wet.  I sat in the bathroom for what seemed like forever, until my anxiety had lessened.  I still didn’t know what to do, but I knew I couldn’t stay in the bathroom all night.  I opened the door a crack, and looked out.  Daddy was still in his bed, but in the glow of the light from the TV, it looked like he was asleep.  I wondered what he thought of me now…

With many confusing and conflicting thoughts swirling in my head, I slipped into my bed and hit the remote to turn off the TV.  I didn’t imagine I’d get much sleep with everything going through my mind.  As I tossed and turned, waiting for unconsciousness to arrive, I noticed that Daddy seemed to be sleeping very deeply and peacefully…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Fresh Start For Brother And Sister - Part 3

staybee9 on Incest Stories

My sister began scooting herself back slowly.  She had been straddling me again, and was now standing in front of me wringing her fingers.  I sat unmoving, trying to process everything that has happened in the last two days.  At this time yesterday, we hadn't said a word to each other in over a week.  Now we had shared three incredible kisses and been in positions that I've only been in with one other girl, and that she had never been in.  I'd always known that she was a cute girl, but as I sat there staring at her, I saw something new in her.  She was now the sexiest, most sensual and loving girl I've ever known.  It was then that I realized that the girl of my dreams was my sister.  I

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didn't want to be with anyone else.  She must have been having the same thoughts.  

  "I heard mom tell you to take care of me...and to stay out of trouble."  She said with a playful smile as she stared down at me.  "Promise you'll always take good care of me?"  She asked, suggesting that this was just the beginning.  I just nodded, still in a mild state of disbelief.  "I want to do the same for you..."  She went on.  "...I'll always take care of you...and make sure that you're happy."  I watched her fingers dance around the hem of her shirt.  I could see her confidence and trust growing by the second as she lifted it slowly.  "Starting today..."  I had seen her in a bikini a few times before over the summer, but this was different.  As she pulled her shirt up, slowly revealing herself to me, I could see how much she had changed in the few short months since.  She shook her hair free of it as she lifted the shirt over her head, revealing a light pink bra, cupping her pert breasts perfectly.  There were subtle little bumps where her nipples were.  I stared for a few seconds before meeting her eyes again.  

I stood up, stepping closer until her chest brushed mine, my fingers creeping over her hips.  She lifted herself up on her toes and met me as I leaned down to kiss her, my hand moving up over her bare back.  The kiss started out soft, more loving than passionate, but the passion builded steadily until we were lost in another amazing kiss.  It was what every kiss should be like, boiling over with love and lust together.  My other hand slipped down over the back of her skirt, and she lifted one leg, leaning into me as she curled it around mine.  My hand moved down under her thigh, and the other followed her.  

"Let's go back to my room."  She whispered into the kiss.  She leaned into me more, letting me lift her carefully until her legs were wrapped around my waist.  We never broke the kiss as I carried her up the stairs and into her room.  By the time we go there we were kissing so wildly, it was a wonder either of us could breathe.  "On the bed."  She said frantically, her lips never leaving mine.  I backed up to the bed and sat down, leaning back and pulling her down with me.  There was a little smacking sound as she sat up, straddling my waist.  

"Now...what was the first thing he said I did that made me so slutty?"  She asked with a little giggle.  She never talked like this, but I could tell that she enjoyed testing it.  I shrugged, staring up at her with a little smile.

"Well he only really hinted about how good you were going down on him."  I admitted.  It was such a turn-on the way her eyes lit up when I mentioned it.  She giggled, leaning over me again, pushing my shirt up over my chest as she ran her hands over me. 

"I've never done anything like that."  She confessed with another little giggle.  "But you're about to find out just how good I am."  She grinned wide, wiggling her hips as she scooted down my legs, pushing my shirt higher.  I lifted my arms to let her pull it over my head as she kissed down the side of my neck.  "Would you like that?"  She asked seductively.  I arched my neck, sighing a yes.  She was beginning to moan softly against my skin as she worked her way lower, still testing new words she had probably never even thought.  "Can I suck your cock?  I've wanted to for so long."  This was a new side of her that neither of us had ever seen.  I could tell she was loving it as much as I was.  She didn't wait for me to answer, and I don't think I could have if I wanted to.  I was speechless.

My breathing was shaky as her lips sunk lower, her tongue tracing a little line down to my belly button.  She had my pants undone easily.  I lifted my hips to let her tug them to my knees.  Never in my life had I been as hard as I was now.  She stopped kissing when she got to the waistband of my boxers.  She looked up at me with a devilish little smile as she curled her fingers beneath the waistband.  "I've never seen a real cock before..." she told me in her sweetest little voice.  It was obviously that she had just discovered her first little kink in dirty talk.  She went on, "I can't wait to taste it...to feel it against my tongue."  Her eyes were locked on mine as she tugged my boxers down to my knees and let me kick them to the floor.  "And then later..." she bit her bottom lip, hesitating as she continued to test more new words, her eyes still seductively on mine "...later...to feel it slipping into my tight little pussy."  She couldn't hide her smile.  Our stare didn't falter as she took my cock in her hand, running it softly up and down over the shaft.  She finally looked down at it, tentatively touching the tip with her tongue.  She licked her lips before stroking the underside of my shaft with her tongue, swirling it around the head when she reached it.  I leaned back further as she brushed her hair aside, wanting me to watch.  Her grip tightened just a bit as she continued stroking me.  I could feel her lips now making their way over the head, her tongue teasing more precum from the slit.  Slowly and carefully she sunk lower until her lips met her hand.  They were about half way down my shaft when she came back up, sucking lightly.  She began to bob her head slowly at first, concentrating hard as she sucked her first cock.  Her fingers slipped down and started kneading my balls gently, and her other hand took a lock of her hair, dragging it up and down the rest of my shaft where her lips couldn't reach.  She picked up the pace, her head bouncing faster and faster as she wrapped the lock of soft hair around me.  She must have been planning this all night.  

It wasn't long at all before I felt that familiar tingling spreading through my body.  "Sis...I'm...I'm close."  I warned her, but she didn't slow down.  She just moaned, sending a subtle vibration through my shaft.  "I'm...going...to...cum."  I warned her again just seconds before it happened.  Her lips tightened around me and she sucked hard as i thrust my hips forward uncontrollably.  I could feel my cock pulsing against her lips as I unloaded in her mouth.  She kept sucking, her lips tight around the head, coaxing every last drop out of me.  I could barely keep myself from falling back, but kept myself up on my elbows as she carefully pulled her lips from me, making sure she didn't spill a drop.  She smiled proudly up at me as she played with the cum in her mouth, moving it over her tongue before swallowing it.  

"Did I do good?!"  She asked excitedly, as if she'd just done something like paint a picture or bake a cake.  I lifted myself up, pulling her to me to kiss her.

"That was amazing...you did so good."  I kissed her again.  "Now it's your turn."  I smiled, patting the bed next to me.  Her eyes were immediately glazed over with lust again as she hurried to her back next to me.  I rolled over, kissing her more as one hand slipped up her thigh, disappearing under her skirt.  She was starting to moan again, which only turned me on more.  I did just as she had done and began kissing down her neck, slipping the straps of her bra down over her shoulders.  She arched her back and reached behind it, unhooking the bra and pulling it out of the way with surprising grace.  "Mmmm yes...suck my tits big brother."  She started with the dirty talk again as my lips closed over her little pink nipple.  Her tits were perfect.  There was no need for a bra to hold them up, they were so perky.  The nipples were like little pink pencil erasers.  I sucked each one happily, teasing them with my tongue.  As I moved lower I remembered the hand under her skirt.  My fingers crept between her legs, rubbing her through her panties.  She was getting wetter and wetter as I pulled the crotch aside, my finger touching her virgin slit for the first time.  My kisses moved lower and I lifted her skirt with one hand as one finger of the other slipped past her lips.  Her moans were growing louder and more frequent as I fingered her slowly.  

"Please don't stop...please...kiss it...kiss my pussy."  She begged, lifting her hips, trying to get my lips to move lower.  I lifted my head, smiling up at her as i pulled her panties down.  She was completely shaved, her lips so soft and bare.  "What do you think?"  She asked seductively.  "I shaved it this morning, just for you...do you like my little shaved pussy?"  She teased, knowing just how much I loved hearing her say these things that nobody has ever heard her say.  She had turned into a completely different girl.  

  I felt her fingers brushing through my hair, her nails lightly scratching my scalp as I lowered my head.  I kissed her little mound once, then lightly traced her slit with my tongue.  She was loving it, her petite hips lifting each time my lips would part from her.  I stroked her again with my tongue, letting it part her lips, her moans coaxing me on.  She lifted both feet onto the bed, spreading her legs wide for me.  Her tight pussy lips spread just slightly with them, and I reached up with one hand, parting them wider.  It didn't take long for me to find her clit with my tongue.  She was moaning uncontrollably now, her hips moving in little circles as my tongue teased her.  I started to really get into it, closing my lips over her mound, sucking her clit wildly, stopping every now and then to finger her for a few seconds before going back to lick and suck and kiss.  By the time she was ready to cum her fingers were twisted in my hair, pushing my face down between her legs begging me to eat her pussy.  With no warning at all, she was sent over the edge.  Her back arched and her hips began to buck, and I didn't stop until I sensed the swell of her orgasm fading.  She was soaked, and I did what I could to lick her clean.  By the time I finally looked back up at her face she was heaving, her naked chest rising and falling rapidly.

"Oh...my...god..." was all she could manage to say at first.  "That was so nice...I've never felt anything like that." She didn't have to try hard to make me proud.  I felt pretty good about giving her such a powerful orgasm.  "This is going to be such a good day."  She giggled, turning on her side as i lied down next to her.  

"Hopefully it will go on longer than a day!"  I laughed, leaning in to kiss her lips once.  "Can you imagine how much fun we'll have, now that we're so...close?"  it was the only word I could think of, but 'close' didn't do it justice.  We were more than close.  We were new best friends, suddenly passionately in love and giddy about it.  

"Hey...do you..." her eyes were wide and her voice was quiet again.  She bit her bottom lip, which I was really starting to love, and smiled slightly.  "...do you want to...to fuck me?"  Her sweet, innocent voice saying such naughty things sent a shock down my spine.  She was smiling wide, waiting for me to answer.  

"Yeah..." I whispered, nodding, "...yeah, if you want me to."  My smile was just as wide as hers.  The truth was that I had been thinking about nothing else all night.  It was always there in the back of my mind, but I never thought it would actually happen.  She nodded quickly and rolled closer to me, half lying on me now with one leg slung over mine.

"Yeah, I want you to...to fuck me." she whispered with an excited smile, toying with the word again as she leaded down, kissing me lightly.  She carefully moved herself over until she was lying on top of me.  My hand slipped back down, disappearing under her skirt again, moving over her perfect little ass, kneading it lightly as we began kissing again.  Her legs parted again as she sat up, lifting the front of her skirt from between us.  She was sitting directly over my cock, which was solid again.  "Does that feel nice?" she asked as she began rocking back and forth, my cock pressed between  us, her wet pussy lips hugging the shaft.  

"Hmm yes...so good."  I hissed, arching my back as she straddled me.  She pushed herself up onto her knees, unzipping the back of her skirt and tossing it aside.  With one hand she took my cock, soaked in her juices and began stroking softly.  She looked down, placing the head to her pussy lips.  Smiling sweetly, she looked up to my eyes.

"Ready?"  She didn't wait for an answer before lowering herself slowly onto me.  We both watched as the head parted her lips and sunk in slowly.  The shaft disappeared inch by inch as she carefully moved downward.  She closed her eyes, arching her head back and sighing loudly as I went deeper.  "Mmmmm god Evan you feel so...mmmm."  The movement stopped when we felt just a hint of resistance.  She closed her eyes tight and finished it, letting me take her virginity as she collapsed over me with a whimper.  I could feel her shivering for a few seconds as I hugged her tightly, knowing there was nothing to do but wait for the paint to subside.  I knew it was gone when she lifted her head from my chest and kissed me deeply.  She sat up enough to look straight into my eyes, the smile returning to her lips.  "I love you big brother..." she said so sweetly, "...now fuck me."  Her tone changed immediately, so full of lust as she began rocking her hips.  My hands went to them as she started to bounce, my cock sliding in and out easily.  You would have though we had been doing this for years, we moved so naturally together and in perfect synch.  Her pert little tits bounced with her as we picked up the rhythm, the room filled with our moans and sighs.  We both began to climax together quickly, and she started moaning things like "Mmmm yes!  Fuck me Evan!  Fuck your little slut sister!  Cum inside of me!"  And it didn't take much begging either.  Our bodies both began to shutter at the same time.  I thrust my hips up, burying my cock deep inside of her just as she came.  Less than a second later I was filling her pussy, thrust deep as i came with her.  

She collapsed again, her warm breasts heaving against my chest, our breathing sharp and rapid together.  We lied there, catching our breath, my arms wrapped tight around her until we were both calm enough to speak again.  

We both blurted out "I have the best brother in the world." and "I have the best sister in the world." simultaneously.  Together we lied there, naked with each other, kissing and talking about how things were going to be so different now, thinking of all the things that were left to discover together.