Jennifer came bouncing down the hallway, ready to go, in low-cut jeans and a tank top, and bubbly. Jenny was a pretty little thing, with wavy, shoulder-length blond hair and blue eyes, but she was painfully shy and didn't have many friends of her own. Going to a party with her brother would give her a chance to actually talk to some other people for a change. “Okay, big brother, I'm ready. Let's go have some fun.”

They jumped into Jason's Ford Ranger and headed for Wendy's house. Wendy wasn't going to be happy when she saw Jennifer. The party they were going to was being put on by one of the kids in Wendy's class, and just about everyone there would be Wendy's age, which meant they were terribly immature as far as Wendy was concerned. She was used to hanging out with Jason's friends, two years older. The main reason they were going to the party was to have an excuse to get out of the house, and they had planned to spend as much time hiding out from the kids at the party as possible. That wasn't going to happen with Jennifer tagging along.

Wendy had been been watching out the window for Jason, and when she saw him drive up she hollered to her mother that she was leaving and headed out the door and down the steps. When she saw Jennifer sitting in the pickup with Jason, she was pissed. “What's she doing here? We're supposed to be going to a party, not babysitting!”

“Sorry, baby,” Jason replied. “I'm not any happier about it than you are. My parents wouldn't let me go unless I took her along.”

“God, guys, I'm right here,” Jennifer whined. “Don't talk about me like I don't even exist.”

“Jeez, all right, sis, just don't hang all over us tonight, OK. Try to find somebody to hang out with and leave us alone.” Jason didn't really think that would happen, he figured he'd be stuck with his sister all night.

*****

When they got to the party, Jason found out he had something else to worry about. David, the kid who was throwing the party, obviously thought he was some sort of player, and wasted no time in showing and interest in both Wendy and Jennifer. Jason wasn't about to put up with any of that shit. Wendy was his girlfriend, and everybody else had better stay away. As for Jennifer, she might be a pain in the ass, but she was his little sister, and any guy that wanted to get anywhere near her would have to go through Jason. Jason tried to take his mind off that by admiring the way Wendy looked tonight. She was a fairly small girl, though bigger than Jenny, about 5'4”, with long, dark hair and green eyes. She had big boobs for a girl her size, along with a slim waist and hips, and a really tight little ass. She was dressed to show it off tonight, wearing a loose top that only came halfway down her belly, and tight, low-cut jeans. The way Wendy was dressed didn't help Jason's mood any when he saw David looking at her.

While Jason was worrying about whether he'd have to teach somebody a lesson, Wendy was thinking about something else entirely. On the ride to the party, she'd be crammed up against Jason's whiny little sister in the seat of Jason's pickup, which was so small there was barely room for the three of them. At first, Wendy had been pissed, but after a couple of minutes, she noticed that she enjoyed having Jennifer pressed up against her. Wendy had always secretly wondered what it would be like to fuck another girl, and as she felt the warmth of the little blond next to her, she thought it might be time to find out.

Jennifer wasn't worried about much of anything except whether she'd be able to make it through the party without feeling so out of place that she started to cry.

*****

After about half an hour of sheer torture for Jason, things got even worse. Someone piped up with, “Let's play Spin the Bottle.” Jason leaned over to Wendy, who was curled up against on the couch and said, “They're not really going to play that lame-o kids game, are they?” Wendy gave him an evil grin and snickered, “Remember, they're not all as experienced as we are. Maybe the rest of them can pick up some pointers from us!”

David seemed to think Spin the Bottle was a great idea. He immediately started rounding people up. “Everybody sit in a circle on the floor. I'll go find a bottle and we'll get started. Come on, quit wasting time!”

As the kids started to arrange themselves on the floor, a boy named Steve said, “Hey, what happens if a guy spins the bottle and it points to another guy?”

David replied, “Just use the girl it's pointed closest to.”

Jason felt like stirring things up. "What if the two guys want to kiss each other?" That stirred things up all right. David mockingly said, "Yeah, right, like that's gonna happen," and then everyone decided to talk at once. Jason jumped in again with "What about two girls? What if they want to kiss each other?" That was a different story. "Well, I think they should be able to if they want to," said David, salivating at the thought of seeing two girls kissing. Most of the guys seemed to agree, while Wendy started wondering if Jason had been reading her mind.

Finally, Jason offered, "Why don't we just say if it's two guys or two girls, they get to decide if they want to or not. If both of 'em want to then they do, otherwise, no."

"But if it's a guy and a girl they have to, right?" That was David, of course. Probably worried none of the girls would kiss him otherwise, thought Jason.

"Wouldn't be much point to the game otherwise," replied Jason.

Everyone mumbled assent. The circle of people on the floor was complete. Wendy thought "Jeez, it's like a seance or something." David was the last to sit, holding the bottle, and, naturally, decided that he should go first. He spun the bottle so hard it almost flew out of the circle, but it eventually wound up pointed at a little redhead named Amber. They leaned across the circle and kissed. It was pretty obvious to Jason that neither one of them had much experience at it. Jason decided that David was likely all talk and no action when it came to girls, which didn't exactly surprise him much. After a couple of other turns, a fairly dweebie looking guy named Freddy spun the bottle, and it pointed to Jennifer. She squirmed a little bit; she wasn't about to admit that she'd never kissed anybody and had pretty much no idea of what she was supposed to do. Freddy leaned over and pressed his mouth against Jenny's. She thought it didn't seem like much at first. Then she felt Freddy's tongue start to worm it's way between her lips. Jenny wasn't sure whether to play along or scream. She opened her mouth slight, and let Freddy slip his tongue in. As the foreign object roamed through her mouth, sliding over her teeth, and gums, and the roof of her mouth, Jenny let her tongue slide over Freddy's, tasting him. After a few seconds, Freddy drove his tongue as far back in her mouth as it would go, then pulled his tongue back and broke off the kiss with a loud smack. "Not bad," Jennifer thought, "but not as great as everybody makes it out to be." She wasn't sure if it was her, or Freddy, or just being new to kissing, but something seemed to be missing.

The turns went around the circle. Wendy had to kiss David, which left her singularly unimpressed, his tongue flopping in her mouth like a dying fish, although it just about killed him. Jason got to kiss a very hot little redhead named Shannon. He was surprised to find that she was very good, and Shannon thought Jason was great, while Wendy silently steamed over how much Jason appeared to enjoy it. Jenny wound up kissing a couple of other guys, and found both of them to be in the same undistinguished category as Freddy.

Now it was Wendy's turn. She spun, and the bottle pointed directly at Jennifer. That caused a chorus of "Yeah, do it," from the guys. No girls had kissed each other yet, and every boy in the place was waiting for it to happen. Wendy stared hard at Jennifer and said, "Do you want to? I'm willing if you are." Wendy thought this was the chance of a lifetime.

Jennifer swallowed hard, and thought for a few seconds, but finally said softly, "Sure. OK, let's do it."

Jason, who was between them on the floor, leaned back so they could reach each other. Wendy put her hand on the back of Jennifer's head and pulled the younger girl toward her, gently pressing her lips against Jenny's. As soon as Jenny felt Wendy's mouth on hers, she knew this kiss would be different. Instead of just jamming her tongue into Jenny's mouth and wiggling it around, as the boys had done, Wendy slowly licked Jenny's lips, caressing them with her tongue. When Wendy's tongue entered Jennifer's mouth it probed with a purpose, learning the contours of Jenny's teeth, gums, the roof of her mouth. Jennifer felt a stirring in her belly that was new, exciting, and more than a little scary. Wendy, meanwhile, could feel the heat rising between her legs, as kissing her boyfriend's little sister caused her pussy to throb and begin to moisten her panties. When Wendy felt Jenny's tongue start to move against hers, she pulled her tongue back, teasing Jenny into letting her own tongue follow, back, over her lips, then over Wendy's, and into Wendy's mouth. Jenny let her tongue investigate Wendy's mouth, as Wendy sucked lightly, causing Jenny to breath a little heavier. It was all over in a few seconds, although it seemed to the girls that it went on for hours. When they broke apart, they both became aware that the boys had been cheering them on lewdly as they kissed, causing both to blush.

Jason had felt his cock start to harden as soon as Wendy's mouth had touched Jennifer's. It was the first time he'd ever seen two girls kiss in real life, and it was even hotter than seeing it in pictures or a porno movie. The fact that the two were his girlfriend and sister just made his dick rise that much faster. Now it was his turn to spin. The bottle pointed to Shannon, the same redhead he had kissed before. Shannon got real treat thanks to Jason being so fired up after watching Wendy and Jenny. Jason kissed her so intensely that Shannon felt lightheaded when they were done. Wendy had been angry enough about the way Jason had kissed Shannon the first time - now she was really pissed.

Jason passed the bottle to Jennifer. She spun and the bottle pointed straight at Jason.

"Uh, I don't know if I can do that," said Jenny nervously.

"Oh come on, sis, what can it hurt?" Jason was so horny now he was ready for just about anything. Without waiting for Jenny to answer, he pulled her to him, and planted his mouth on hers. To Jason's surprise, when he stuck his tongue in his sister's mouth, his cock got even harder. Meanwhile, Jennifer, still feeling kind of funny after kissing Wendy, found that kissing her brother was just as good. Jason was rougher than Wendy had been, but not so rough that it turned her off, and she felt the same tingle in her belly that she had with Wendy. Wendy watched, thinking that those two were kissing a little more passionately than a brother and sister should

After Jason and Jennifer finished the bottle continued around the circle, but after a couple of more turns the game started to break up. People were wandering off to continue the kissing more privately and maybe add a little something to it. Jason thought that was a great idea, and was ready to drag Wendy off into a corner, when his bad luck for the evening continued.

"Dude, I can score some righteous weed, but I need a ride. You've got a car here, right?" It was Freddy, the dorky little guy who'd been the first one to kiss Jennifer. Why Jason remembered that, and why it annoyed him so much, he wasn't sure.

"Yeah, I guess I can give you a ride. This won't take too long, will it?"

"No, it's not far from here. Thanks, dude, I'll get my stuff!"

Jason explained to Wendy and Jennifer what was going on, and disappeared into the night with Freddy. Wendy and Jennifer wandered over to a vacant couch and sat down.

"So, how did like Spin the Bottle?" Wendy asked with a chuckle.

"It was OK," Jennifer replied, "But there was something weird."

"What was that?"

Jennifer looked nervous or embarrassed. "Well, I like kissing, but I liked kissing you and Jason the best. My brother and his girlfriend. Pretty sick, right?"

Wendy giggled. "Maybe we're just better at it. We've done it more than the rest of these kids."

"Yeah, maybe that's it."

Wendy decided to take a chance. "Do you want to kiss me again?"

"You mean, now, with no game or anything?"

"Yeah."

"But, everybody'll look at us and say things like they did when we kissed before."

"I doubt it. Everybody's too busy making out to pay any attention to anybody else."

Jenny looked around. Wendy was right, pretty much everybody was busy, and the lights had been turned down low enough that it was hard to see anything anyway.

When Jennifer turned back to Wendy, Wendy reached one hand up to cradle Jenny's head, pulled it toward her, and began kissing her. The two leaned against the back of the couch as their tongues entertained each other, and both had begun breathing more heavily. Jennifer wasn't quite sure what she was feeling, but that strange flutter in her belly was back. Wendy was absolutely sure what she was feeling - she was horny as hell.

Wendy reached out with one hand and cupped it over Jenny's breast, squeezing lightly. Jenny gasped, broke off their kiss and whispered hoarsely, "Wendy, you can't do that!"

"Why not?"

"We're both girls!"

"So? Did it feel good?"

"Well, yeah..."

"Then shut up and kiss me again!"

Their lips met, and this time when Wendy's hand closed on Jennifer's breast, Jenny simply moaned softly into Wendy's mouth. After massaging Jenny's breast for a few seconds, Wendy moved her hand down between the younger girl's legs, pressing her fingers against the crotch of Jenny's jeans.

Jennifer had never been touched there. Ever. By anyone. Not even by herself. She broke off the kiss with Wendy and leaned her head back against the couch, breathing heavily. The fluttering in her belly was more of a burning and itching, now, and was concentrated around Wendy's hand. Wendy rubbed her hand up and down along the crotch of Jenny's pants, and Jennifer instinctively thrust her pelvis out against Wendy.

Wendy could feel the heat rising in Jennifer through her jeans. She lowered her face to Jenny's throat, kissing, licking, then nipping lightly with her teeth, and was rewarded with a sharp gasp, followed by a low moan. Wendy wasn't sure how far Jenny would let her go, but she wanted to find out, and she wasn't going to be able to do it on the couch with everyone else around, even with the lights turned down.

Wendy suddenly stood up, grabbed Jennifer's hand and pulled her to feet, and said, "Come with me."

"Where are we going?"

"To look for something." One of Wendy's friends had told her that once during a party at David's house, David had taken her off to a small bathroom in the back of the house for a make-out session. It was in a place where nobody was likely to wander by. Wendy was hoping to find it, and sure enough, after a couple of minutes of wandering, there it was. Very small, a toilet and sink and just enough room for a couple of people, but that was all Wendy needed, and it had a lock on the door.

Wendy dragged Jenny inside, locked the door, and planted another big kiss on Jennifer's lips, at the same time putting her hand back between the younger girl's legs. Wendy resumed rubbing along the crotch of Jennifer's jeans, and Jenny again moved her pelvis in rhythm with Wendy's hand. Now, though, with some privacy, Jenny was moaning into Wendy's mouth and breathing heavily, which made Wendy even hornier.

Jennifer wasn't sure what was going to come next, but when Wendy took her hand away from Jenny's pelvis, Jenny moaned, "Oh, god, Wendy, don't stop!"

"Don't worry, I'm not going to stop."

Jenny felt Wendy's hand on the waistband of her jeans, unbuttoning them, then unzipping. When she had Jenny's jeans open, she said, "Now you do mine." Jenny hesitantly moved her hands to Wendy's jeans, opening them the way Wendy had opened hers.

"Now, you do to me what I do to you," Wendy whispered, "and we'll both have plenty of fun."

Jenny gasped as Wendy's fingers slid along her belly, under the waistband of her panties, and brushed through Jenny's light blond pubic hair. Wendy's fingers reached Jenny's pussy lips, and began to rub her again, but this time with no clothes in the way. "Aaaahhhh...Oh, wow!" Jenny could hardly believe the feelings running through her body, as she felt the muscles in her lower belly twitch at Wendy's touch.

Wendy's other hand wrapped around Jenny's wrist and guided her hand to Wendy's lower belly. Jenny hesitated as her fingers touched Wendy's bare skin. Wendy looked into Jenny's eyes and moaned, "Put your hand in my pants. Please!" Jenny slipped her hand inside Wendy's jeans, and felt Wendy's pubic hair; Jenny was surprised to find out that Wendy wasn't wearing any panties. Jenny's fingers moved to Wendy's pussy lips, and Jenny could feel the moisture starting to seep out of Wendy's cunt.

When Wendy felt Jenny's fingers starting to caress her pussy, she curled her middle finger and slipped just the tip between Jenny's pussy lips and up inside her. At the feeling of having her cunt penetrated for the first time, Jenny's hips bucked forward against Wendy's hand, driving the older girl's finger deeper into Jenny's pussy.

"Aaaahhhh. Shit, that feels good!"

"Yeah, now make me feel good."

Jenny pushed her fingertip up against the opening of Wendy's pussy. She was a little awkward, never having done anything like this before, but eventually she wiggled her finger enough to get it to slide into Wendy's pussy. "Mmmm, baby," Wendy moaned as she shoved her pelvis against Jenny's hand.

Wendy began to pump her finger in and out of Jennifer's pussy, pulling back and flicking her fingertip over Jenny's clit, then driving her finger back in again. This time she didn't have to tell Jenny to follow her lead; the younger girl began finger-fucking her in time with Wendy's own thrusts. Jenny was moaning softly, obviously enjoying her first sexual experience. Wendy, meanwhile, was looking for a release of the sexual tension she'd been feeling all night. She couldn't believe now that she'd been pissed off when she saw that Jason had his little sister with him. Wendy plunged her finger into Jenny's pussy up to the hilt and held it there, at the same time humping wildly against Jenny's hand.

"Faster," she whispered to Jenny, "and harder!" Wendy felt the muscles in her belly tense. "Oh fuck!" She let out her breath in an explosive gasp, her body shook, and she clutched at Jenny, pulling her lover against her and leaning on the younger girl for support.

"Wendy, are you OK?" Jenny looked scared.

"Oh, yeah, I'm OK. You just made me cum!" It wasn't the most intense orgasm she'd ever had, but it was really good, and she was pretty sure things would only get better with Jenny, and other girls, in the future.

Wendy reached down an coaxed Jenny's hand out of her pants. Jenny's middle finger was soaked with Wendy's pussy juice. Wendy lifted it up in front of the 14-year-old's face. "Lick it and see how I taste," Wendy encouraged Jenny.

Jennifer licked one side of her finger, then took it into her mouth and sucked it like a popsicle; or maybe like something else, Wendy thought. This girl was going to be something when she got some experience.

"Interesting," Jenny purred. "Different, but nice." She'd never tasted anything like it; musky, but also slightly sweet. She definitely wanted to taste more.

Wendy's finger was still inside Jennifer, and now Wendy began to move it in and out again. "Mmmm, oooohhhh." Jenny could concentrate on how her own belly felt now, she didn't have to worry about what her finger was doing inside Wendy. She could also still smell and tasted Wendy's juice from her finger, and it aroused her even more. Jenny felt her hips moving against Wendy's hand as the older finger-fucked her. Jenny's body was on fire. Wendy had backed her up against the wall, and began massaging Jenny's breasts with her other hand, at the same time licking and sucking her throat. Each time Wendy's finger moved in and out of Jenny's cunt it scraped across her clit, sending a lightning bolt through Jenny's belly and up her spine. Jenny's body was becoming tense, and she needed a release. As if reading her mind, Wendy suddenly took her clit between her thumb and finger and pinched it hard.

"YES! YES! YES!" As her first orgasm surged through her, Jenny panted and gasped; her body shook, and her mind swirled. "Aaaahhhh. Aaaahhhh, god."

As Wendy withdrew her hand from Jenny's jeans, the two kissed deeply. Then Wendy slipped her finger into her mouth and sucked Jennifer's juices off. It was the first time she'd tasted pussy juice other than her own. Jenny tasted slightly sweeter and somehow not as strong as Wendy herself.

The two girls leaned against each other for a couple of minutes, worn out from their adventure, until Wendy said, "We better get back out there. We don't want Jason to wonder where we are when he gets back!"

*****

Part 2

It had taken longer than expected for Freddy to take care of his dope deal, and by the time Jason got back to the party it was getting a little late. The time hadn't been all wasted, though. While Jason was waiting for Freddy to take care of business, his cell phone had rung. It was his father, with bad news, or, from Jason's viewpoint, good news. Jason and Jennifer's parents were also at a party, about an hour's drive north. They'd been drinking, and the weather in that area had turned really nasty, so their hosts had invited them to spend the night. They'd accepted in the interest of safety.

"So you and Jenny will have to be home alone tonight, son. Think you'll be all right?"

"Yeah, we'll manage somehow, dad. Don't worry about us." God, his father was such a dork! Jason wondered if he'd been that way as a teenager, too, or if you just got more stupid about things like that as you got older.

When Jason and Freddy got back to the party, everyone who was still there was paired up and making out, except for Wendy and Jennifer, who were sitting on the couch talking. Freddy thought it might be his lucky day, since Jenny wasn't busy with anyone.

"Hey, why don't we all go get high!"

"Sorry, dude," Jason said. I got a call from my dad while you were finishing up your deal. Something came up, and we've got to go now."

As they headed out to the car, Jennifer, worried, asked, "What happened? Why do we have to leave?"

"What happened is that mom and dad aren't coming home tonight, and we've got the house all to ourselves." Turning to Wendy, Jason added, "How late can you stay out, baby?"

"Late enough," she answered with a grin.

"What am I supposed to do while you two are doing... whatever it is you do?" asked a very perturbed Jennifer after they had piled into Jason's pickup.

"Hell, I don't know, you'll think of something." Jason just wanted a piece of Wendy's ass and really didn't care much about what happened to his sister. "You can watch for all I care?"

Jason had said it to shut Jennifer up, so her was startled when she said, "Really? You'd let me do that?"

Startled didn't even cover when his girlfriend added, "Cool Jason, that would be so hot! I'm getting wet just thinking about it!"

Shit, Jason thought to himself, guess I put my foot in that one. As the thought percolated through his mind, though , he found that it was starting to make him feel hornier, too. Damn, what kind of sick pervert are you?

When they got back to the house, all three of them headed to Jason's bedroom This would be a treat for Wendy. They didn't get to be on a bed very often; they had to settle for whatever they could get. In the car. In the hot tub when nobody was watching. A couple of times even at school. Wendy wanted to be able to do it like normal people once in a while. Jason, on the other hand, didn't much care.

In the bedroom, Jason pulled Wendy to him. "Come here, baby, I'm ready for some action!" He began kissing her, hard. They hadn't kissed each other all night, and Jason was ready for his girlfriend's tongue instead of his sister's, or that little redhead Shannon's. Wendy took his tongue deep into her mouth, and her hands immediately went to his jeans and began unbuttoning and unzipping them. Jason thought Wendy was unusually horny tonight, even for a girl who normally had a pretty strong sex drive. Maybe the game at the party had turned her on.

They broke off the kiss and pulled off each other's tops. Jason pressed his mouth back against Wendy's, this time sucking Wendy's tongue into his mouth, and reached around her to unfasten her bra. Jason grunted as Wendy finished freeing his dick from his pants and began to stroke it with fingers. She reached under to cup his balls, then slid her hand up, wrapping her fingers around his cock and stroking all the way to the head.

Jason wormed his hand down into Wendy's jeans. She wasn't wearing panties, which didn't surprise him much. What did surprise him was how wet she already was. She must have enjoyed Spin the Bottle more than she wanted to admit. He curled his finger up inside her and started stroking.

Jenny was following along with what her brother and his girlfriend were doing. When Jason and Wendy had taken off each other's tops, Jenny whipped her tank top off over her head and dropped it on the floor, where it was quickly joined by her bra. She moved her hands to her breasts, and started massaging, feeling a thrill shoot through her as she did. Now she had her jeans open, and was doing to herself with her fingers what she and Wendy had done to each other earlier. She couldn't believe she was doing this, and getting to look at a cock besides. Yeah, it was her brother's, but it was still a dick, the first she'd ever seen. And, brother or not, it looked pretty good to her. She was watching everything Wendy did, looking for pointers. Who knows, maybe someday she'd be able to do something like that with a boy.

Wendy dropped Jason's cock, leaving it pointing at her, backed away from him slightly, and started taking off her jeans. When she was done, she dropped to her knees in front of Jason and pulled down his jeans and underwear, dropping them in a pile on the floor when she was done. She glanced over and saw that Jennifer, still watching them, was stripping off her jeans and panties as well, leaving all three naked.

Wendy took Jason's dick in her hand again, and moved her face close.

Jason moaned, "Yeah, honey, suck my cock!" He always wanted her to put it in her mouth, but she wouldn't do it very often.

Wendy hesitated, then looked over at Jenny with a wicked grin on her face. "Wanna help?"

Jenny was shocked. The thought of putting a guy's dick in her mouth was weird enough, but this was her brother. She wasn't sure what to say.

If his sister was shocked, Jason was devastated. "Are you crazy?" he practically shouted at Wendy. "That's my sister. She can't do that."

"You want your cock sucked, or not?" was all Wendy replied.

Jason groaned. He was trapped.

Wendy reached up, grabbed Jennifer by the wrist and pulled her down onto the floor next to her. Now both girls were kneeling in front of Jason's stiff prick.

"Just watch what I do, and then you'll get a chance to do it too," Wendy instructed Jennifer. Wendy was a great cocksucker, and she actually enjoyed doing it, but she wouldn't give it to Jason any time he wanted it. That way, she could hold it over him when she wanted to - like now.

Jenny watched, her mouth hanging open, as Wendy held Jason's cock straight up in the air, leaned her face against it, and stuck her tongue out against the base just above his balls. Wendy licked up along the shaft, all the way up until she grazed her tongue over the pee-hole in the tip of Jason's cock. Then she wrapped her lips around just the head of his cock and sucked lightly on it before pulling her head back.

"Your turn," she said to Jennifer. "Hold it with your hand like this."

Jenny reached her hand over and took hold of her brother's cock. She held it up, and leaned in, mimicking Wendy's movements. When her tongue touched the base of Jason's cock, she felt him twitch. She licked up his cock as Wendy had done. He tasted salty and gamy, not at all like her finger after it had been in Wendy's pussy. Jason twitched again when Jenny's tongue reached the bottom of his cockhead, and groaned when the tip of her tongue opened his pee-hole. Jenny opened her mouth and took the head of her brother's cock in. It was just for a second before she let it go, but she got the full taste of him in her mouth, and thought about what it would be like to have his cock fill up her mouth; or fill her up somewhere else.

Jason was just about going wild. As his little sister handled his cock he was torn between incredible guilt and the most intense sexual arousal he'd ever felt. Before today he'd never thought of Jennifer in a sexual way. Now he might never be able to think about her any other way.

Wendy took Jason's cock back from Jenny, smiling as she said, "OK, next lesson! Watch close!"

Wendy licked up the length of Jason's cock again, but this time when she reached the top, she opened her mouth and took a couple of inches of his dick in, then bobbed her head up and down on it a few times, taking a little more into her mouth with each stroke. After half-a-dozen or so strokes, Wendy let Jason's cock pop out of her mouth, and turned to Jennifer again.

"Don't forget to lick it with your tongue while you suck," Wendy advised Jenny as she handed Jason's dick back to her.

Jennifer again did as Wendy had showed her. As she began to take more than just the head of his cock into her mouth, Jenny found she had to open her jaw as far as she could. She'd never tried putting anything that big into her mouth before. As Jason's cock slid past her lips, the curled her tongue around the bottom of it. She felt her teeth scraping along his skin, and the head of his cock bumped against the roof of her mouth. It felt hard and smooth, and she was incredibly turned on. How much of her excitement was because it was her brother she was sucking, she wasn't sure. She took in as much as she could without gagging, maybe a couple of inches, then pulled her head back, started down again.

Jason's mind had pretty much stopped functioning by now. He knew it was his little sister sucking his cock, but he didn't care anymore. All he cared about now was that he had two hot girls paying sexual attention to him, and he was having the time of his life.

Wendy watched Jennifer's head move up and down on Jason's cock a few times, then reached in and pulled Jenny back.

"Keep that up and he's going to cum in somebody's mouth instead of where I want it," Wendy said. "Come on, Jenny, time to get you up on the bed."

Jennifer wasn't sure what Wendy was talking about, but she found out soon enough, as Wendy half picked Jenny up, stretched her out on Jason's bed, then scooted her up so her shoulders were propped against the headboard. Wendy pushed Jenny's legs apart, knelt in front of her, and lowered her face in between the younger girl's legs. This is what Wendy had wanted since she'd kissed Jennifer during the game, and she wasn't going to wait any more. Wendy spread Jenny's pussy lips apart, and pressed her mouth against the opening, shoving her tongue out so that pushed inside Jenny. Jenny's taste and smell made Wendy practically go wild. She purred as she started lapping at the girls' cunt.

Jennifer moaned when Wendy's tongue entered her. It was a different feeling than having a finger there. The tongue was wet and moved around more against her pussy lips Jenny's pelvis jerked and her back arched up off the bed when the tongue hit her clit.

Jason had simply stared, open-mouthed, when his girlfriend went down on his sister. It was like every teenage boy's dream come true. After a minute or so of watching, listening to his sister moan and looking at Wendy's ass sticking up in the air, it was time to join in. Jason hopped up onto the bed behind Wendy, and rammed his cock into to the hilt in one motion. Jason groaned, knowing he was finally going to be able to finish something. Wendy gasped as he pushed into her, and the force of his thrust shoved her face away from Jenny's pussy and up onto her belly. Jenny squealed, as Wendy's teeth scraped over the fourteen-year-old's clit as she was forced up.

Jason couldn't hold anything back now. He simply started hammering into Wendy's pussy as hard and fast as he could. Wendy was breathing heavily now, and Jason's thrusts made it impossible to keep her mouth on Jenny's pussy. Instead, Wendy slid her middle finger into Jenny, then quickly added her index finger. Wendy gasped, "Shit, Jason, fuck me harder!" and amazingly, he managed to do just that.

Jennifer's hips thrashed against Wendy's hand, Wendy's two fingers opening her farther, and reaching deeper into her, than anything she'd felt yet. Then she felt Wendy's thumb rub against her clit, and she lost it completely. Jenny's back arched up off the bed, then she fell back and jerked her shoulders up. She dug her hands into the bed as she felt spasms run through her pussy, then spread in waves through the rest of her body.

"Aaaahhhh! Wendy, I'm cumming again! So...good..." Jennifer collapsed back on the bed, her breathing heavy.

Wendy pushed herself up on her hands and looked down at Jenny as Jason kept fucking her. She could feel her own orgasm getting close.

"Oh...god...Jason...yeah I love being fucked hard! Oh, fuck, I'm going to cum! Unh...Unh...Unh... AAAAHHHH YESSSSS!" The sixteen-year-old dissolved in the most shattering orgasm of her young life. Her entire body vibrated and her breath left her in a wild explosion. She fell forward on top of Jennifer, unable to move.

When Wendy fell forward, Jason's body followed hers, his cock still inside her. He'd held off as long as he could, but now, after watching his sister and girlfriend both cum, there was nothing more he could do. As he flopped onto Wendy's back, his load forced it way through his cock and out into Wendy's dripping pussy. As he finished spurting, and his cock began to shrink and soften, he rolled off the girls onto his back on the bed.

All three lay still for a few minutes. Then Wendy said, "Come on Jenny, we've got work to do. No way is he going to get away with just once tonight!"

*****

Part 3

With Wendy leading the way again, the two girls started working on Jason's cock, intent on getting it to perform at least once more. Jason was still on his back on the bed. Wendy started licking and sucking him, then, when Jennifer joined in, Wendy moved farther down and began sucking on his balls. Jason was in heaven, his cock in his sister's mouth while his girlfriend licked and sucked his balls. Jennifer could feel her brother's cock hardening as lenthening as she sucked it. She wondered if she'd be able to get more of into her mouth this time once it was fully erect.

Wendy decided to leave the brother and sister to themselves and see what would develop. After giving Jason's balls a final good licking, she moved off the bed and onto a chair that sat next to it. She had a fine view of what was happening on the bed as she began some self-exploration. Wendy put her feet up on the seat of the chair, pulling her knees up toward her shoulders, spreading her thighs apart. She laid one hand along the opening of her pussy and began rubbing up and down, sliding her fingers and palm over her crotch. After a few strokes, as she moved her hand down toward the seat of the chair, the tip of her middle finger slid between her ass cheeks and bumped against the ring of her anus. Wendy let out a small gasp as a thrill ran through her body. She moved her hand back up, and when it went down again she applied slightly more pressure to her anus with her finger, this time stopping just short of allowing the finger to penetrate her. As she played with herself, she noticed that things were getting more interesting on the bed.

Jason's cock was now fully erect, Jennifer was taking more of it into her mouth than she had before. At one point she let it move far enough into her mouth that she could feel the head bump against the back of her throat. She gagged slightly, and her throat closed around the tip of Jason's cock, causing him to grunt.

When he felt Jenny's throat squeeze the head of his cock, Jason knew he had to have more. He pulled his sister's head away from his cock and rolled up onto his knees on the bed. Jason grabbed Jennifer by her shoulders and pushed her down onto the bed, on her back, and knelt above her. Jason took his cock in his hand, guided it between his sister's legs, and wedged the head in between the lips of her pussy... and stopped, frozen by guilt, suddenly realizing what it was he was about to do.

Jenny felt a thrill of combined fear and excitement race through her when Jason threw her down on the bed. She was shaking with anticipation when she felt the head of his cock move between the lips of her cunt. It was so much thicker than anything else she'd ever felt there! But then he stopped. Jenny looked up at him and saw the hesitation on his face. She had to do something to get him to continue.

"Jason, do it to me! I want you to... to fuck me!" It was the first time she'd ever used that word out loud. And that was all it took. Jason bucked his hips forward and drove his cock into his sister's pussy, not stopping until he bottomed out as the tip of his cock hit her cervix.

Jennifer whimpered as she felt Jason's cock sink into her. It was not only thicker, but much longer than anything else that penetrated her that night, reaching much deeper inside her. She felt intense pressure inside her belly as the walls of her pussy were pushed apart. A stab of pain made her wince and mewl, but it wasn't nearly as bad as she expected, and lasted only seconds. Then she didn't think about it at all, as Jason's cock opened her up all the way inside. She moaned as she felt his dick bump up against her cervix, completely filling her.

"God, Jason, it feels so good! Fuck me, please!"

Wendy got hotter and hotter as she watched the two incestuous teenagers. She spread her legs farther apart on the chair, and dipped two fingers of her right hand into her dripping pussy. She slid them in as deep as she could, pulled them back out and lifted them to her mouth, then sucked her juices off. As her right hand drifted back to her pussy, she moved her left hand under her ass, so she was sitting on it, then curled her middle finger up between her ass cheeks and began playing with the opening of her anus again. This time, though, just pressing her finger against her anal ring wasn't enough. As her right hand fucked her cunt, she shoved up hard with the middle finger of her left hand, pushing it inside her ass. She gasped as she felt her butt being violated for the first time. She inserted her finger as far inside as it would go, then began to experiment with it. She wiggled it around inside her ass, then curled it up, and tested the way different motions made her feel, the entire time pumping the fingers of her other hand in and out of her pussy. Wendy found that the sensations she received by having a finger in her ass were different from anything she felt from having her pussy penetrated, and having her ass filled made the experience more intense. She was soon finger-fucking both holes furiously.

When Jason heard his sister begging him to fuck her, he lost all restraint. He was now ramming her as hard as he ever had Wendy, using short, hard strokes. His pelvis was slamming against Jenny's clit and his balls slapped against her ass with every stroke. If he hadn't come once already he'd probably have blow his load as soon as he stuck his cock into his sister. but with one already behind him, he was able to keep going for a while.

Jennifer couldn't believe how it felt to have her pussy filled up and stretched. Having her brother be the one fucking her just made it that much more exciting. The walls of her cunt squeezed together as Jason pulled back, then split apart again as he plowed into her. She thrust her pelvis up at him with each stroke, moaning as he banged against her clit. She had no control left over her body. She leaned her head back, breathing heavily through her mouth, and closed her eyes, giving way to the shivers running through her as her brother ravished her. As her breathing grew more ragged, she could feel the climax approaching.

"Oh god, Jason! Oh fuck! Unh, yes, AAAAHHHH!" Jennifer's back arched up off the bed, then slammed back down. She wrapped her arms around Jason and clawed at his back, her nails leaving marks. Jenny locked her legs around Jason's hips, pulling him tighter against her. Her body vibrated, and her chest heaved with the force of her breathing.

Jason had been thinking that he should pull out of Jennifer before he shot his load inside her, since he was pretty sure she wasn't on the pill, but when Jenny's orgasm hit that was no longer an option. The pain of his sister's fingernails digging into his back drove him on, then her legs trapped him inside her. Feeling her pussy squeeze his cock as she came was the last straw. As he forced himself as deep inside Jennifer as possible, his cum boiled up out of his balls and through his cock, and he started squirting it inside his sister's pussy.

Jennifer felt her brother's cum stream out of him and into her, squeezing around his cock to coat the walls of her pussy, seeping through her cervix into her womb. She lay back, completely satisfied, with Jason sprawled on top of her. Jenny felt Jason's cock shrink and begin to slip out of her, and could feel his semen leaking out of her pussy onto the bed.

Wendy had brought herself to the edge of another massive orgasm with her two-hole masturbation, then slowed down. She didn't want to miss anything that was happening on the bed because she was too busy cumming herself. Now, as she watched her boyfriend and his sister finish their incestuous coupling, it was time. Wendy pumped the two fingers of her right hand furiously in and out of her pussy, while rubbing her thumb against her clit. At the same time she finger-fucked her ass hard and fast with her other hand.

"Unnnnhhhhh! Aaaahhhh!" She let out an explosive breath, and her body shook so hard she nearly slid off the chair. "Oh, fuck, yes!" She slumped back against the chair, catching her breath, and already thinking about what the next step would be tonight.

*****

Part 4

After resting for a few minutes, Wendy decided it was time to get things going again. She bent over Jason's cock, looked down at him, and said, "You better be able to do one more tonight!" Then she turned to Jennifer and added, "You going to help me with this?"

Wendy opened her mouth wide and took in Jason's entire limp dick. The taste was intoxicating; a mixture of Jason's usual flavor, along with his semen, together with the pussy juices of both girls. She'd never tasted anything quite like it. Wendy joined in, and they took turns sucking Jason, and giggling at each other as his cock began to grow and stiffen again. Jason simply lay there, letting his girlfriend and sister work on him, wishing he'd be able to tell his friends about it. They'd never believe him! He'd just have to be content with enjoying the experience. He watched as the two girls each licked up one side of his dick, then brought their tongues together at the tip, dissolving into a long, deep kiss. Damn, just like he'd seen it so many porn movies!

Jason's cock was back to full throttle now, and Wendy was ready for her next step. She moved to the head of the bed, knelt down, and braced her hands against the headboard, then turned to Jason and said, "Put it in my ass."

"You... What?!" Jason was shocked. He simply couldn't believe what he was hearing. After everything else that had happened tonight, this might just be too much.

"I want you to fuck me in the ass. Do it. Now." Wendy wasn't in any mood for a debate.

Jason, moving in slow motion, crawled up behind Wendy, while Jennifer watched. Jason was still a little hesitant about the whole thing, but the sight of Wendy's naked ass sticking up in the air was enough to overcome his misgivings. He slowly spread apart Wendy's ass cheeks with one hand, while he guided his cock to the opening of her anus with the other. He placed his cockhead against the ring of Wendy's ass, and pushed forward just enough so the head popped through into her ass. It gripped his cock like nothing he'd ever felt before.

"Owww! Oh, god!" Wendy winced in pain as Jason's cock stretched her anal ring. It opened her up a lot wider than her finger had. Still, she was excited by the feeling.

"Does it hurt? Do you want me to stop?"

"No! Don't stop! Just take it slow."

Jason leaned forward pushing just an inch or so of his cock into Wendy's ass, then pulled back slowly until just the head was still inside. Wendy groaned as she felt her ass open reluctantly to take him in. He repeated the stroke, then again, and again, each time moving into her just a little further. Wendy grunted with each stroke as more and more of her ass was stretched open. The mixture of pain and pleasure she was feeling was something completely new to her, and was taking her places she had never expected to go. Since her ass was tighter than her pussy, she could feel each movement of his dick inside her more clearly than when he was in her cunt. As Jason's cock penetrated farther into her ass, she could feel her pussy begin to pulse with the rhythm of his strokes. Each time she thought she must have all of him inside, he humped again, and she felt her ass violated deeper.

Jason, meanwhile, found that same extra tightness meant that his cock got more stimulation when it was in Wendy's ass. He began to thrust into her more quickly, and finally announced, "It's all the way in."

Wendy let out a gasp; she knew she wouldn't have been able to take much more inside her. She looked over at Jennifer, still lying on the bed, and ordered, "Come here. Finger-fuck me." Jenny did what she was told, kneeling next to Wendy, reaching between her legs, and thrusting two fingers into the older girl's pussy.

Wendy was on fire. Her pussy pulsed around Jennifer's fingers, dripping wet. Her ass burned with each stroke of Jason's cock. Unlike when she'd had her cherry popped, the pain wasn't going away, but it didn't matter, because the pain was now simply part of what was driving her to the edge. Her mind no longer operated, her body was simply a series of nerve endings. She was gasping with every stroke now, barely able to breathe.

"Oh shit, oh fuck, I'm gonna cum. I'm... Oh my god!" Wendy's entire body convulsed. Her ass spasmed around Jason's cock, her pussy around Jennifer's fingers. The muscles in her belly contracted and released, again and again. Her hands gripped the headboard as if she was trying to rip it off, as her back arched. She let out one, two, three explosive breaths, then her body shuddered and relaxed.

And then Jason's semen erupted into her ass. Combined with Jennifer still fingering her pussy it was enough to trigger another orgasm, although her body didn't have enough strength left to explode as it had seconds before. This time she simply trembled and moaned, then remained frozen in her kneeling position, her body too spent to even allow her to lie down. Jenny took her fingers away from Wendy's pussy. Jason's cock had quickly shrunk and slipped out of her ass, worn out from its big night.

Wendy finally slumped onto the bed and curled up in a ball. Under her breath, she was moaning, "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck." Meanwhile, her mind had started work again, and she was beginning to wonder what she could try next that would outdo even this.

As expected Shayla(my daughter) was not pleased, threw a fit, and sulked the whole three hour trip to the meeting. To make matters worse, I find out that the room that I booked had one king size bed.

"Oh my god this sucks." was the only comment Shayla made.

"You are welcome to the floor." was mine.

We got up to the room. I pulled out my lap top and checked my emails. I had to go check in for the meeting and maybe sneak a drink or two from the bar."I'll be back in a bit. Go ahead and order something to eat from room service. Don't go anywhere or do anything until I get back."

"Whatever." she answered.

Well the back in a bit turned into a back at somwhere after midnight, and the two beers turned into more than that. The room was dark, and I felt along the wall til the bathroom and turned on the light. No daughter on the floor. She was curled up in the middle of the bed. Making my best effort at quiet, I managed to slip out of my clothes, and into the gym shorts and tank top I sleep in. I crept to the bed and slipped in, careful not to wake Shayla. I must have just gotten to sleep when the movement of the bed woke me. I laid quietly trying to figure out why the bed was moving. I knew I had not had that much to drink. As I listened in the dark, I could hear my daughter breathing. It was odd like she was panting. I wondered if she was dreaming. Heck, I wondered if I was dreaming. All of the sudden Shayla gasped, and the bed stopped shaking. It then hit me that I think my daughter just got herself off. Here I am laying next to my daughter, and I just experienced her making herself cum.

She turned over on her side away from me. I was hard and throbbing. All sorts of thoughts, none of them good were running through my head. "Shayla, are you ok?" I asked. I noticed my voice shaking.

"Yeah why?" she asked.

"Well you woke me up with you moving around. I just wondered."

There was a pause as if she was trying to figure out what to say."I woke you up?" she asked.

"Yes, but its ok. Go back to sleep." I said. For some reason I had to add "Besides I know what you were doing, and its ok."

There was a long period of silence, and part of me hoped that it meant she was sleeping when I said the last part, but then quietly she asked"So what was it you think I was doing?"

"Ha ha." I laughed nervously.

"Tell me daddy."

"Its ok babe everyone does it."

"Oh my god. You know? Will you tell mom? I won't do it again I promise." she started crying.

"Babe it is ok really. I won't say a word. I promise."

I rolled over and put my arms around her. I wanted her to know she could trust me. We laid like that for a while and then came the question that changed things forever. " Do you make yourself cum daddy?"

I was stunned. How do I answer? If I said everyone does it, then how can I say I don't? I decided to be honest and direct so she could trust that I would not let her "secret" out. "Of course I do hun. Like I said everyone does it."

"When is the last time you did it?" she asked.

"Why do you want to know that. Somethings are private you know." I replied.

"But you know when I did. I want to know when you did too."

Thinking about it for a few minutes I finally answered " A few days ago."

My cock was throbbing thinking of how she gasped when she came. I could feel the leaking of the tip, and the ache in my balls that needed to be eased.

"I think you should do it so I can feel you do it. Then it makes our secret even better." she said.

My cock lurched in my shorts. "There are some things fathers don't do in front of their daughters or with their daughters babe, and that is one of them."

"Daddy, I won't tell. I promise." she whispered.

She turned over facing me, and her hand crept towards my groin. Her fingers traced the tip through my gym shorts, and brushed lightly over the tip of my straining cock. "Wow." was all she said.

"Hun, don't do that." I tried pushing her hand away. My thought was though to leave it there.

"Then do it daddy. Do it so I can feel you do it. Its not fair you got to hear me do it."

The throbbing was more than I could ever remember. My left hand had a mind of its own as it slipped past the waistband of my shorts and found the shaft of my cock. Shayla ran her fingers over my shorts. "Do it daddy. Do it now."

I started to stroke. Slowly as I could feel Shayla breathing on my arm. Replaying the gasping she did as she came, I stroked faster and harder. Finally the release, the spurting, the pumping, and my daughter feeling me do it made for a powerful orgasm.

"Awesome." gasped Shayla.

Guilt hit like a tidal wave."I should not have done that." I stammered.

"Wow daddy it makes me want to do it again." she said.

It hit me like a sledge hammer. "You have got to be kidding." I said.

"I mean it daddy."

My mouth was dry. "Well if you want to you can. I think though I want to watch you do it this time."

"Watch me?" she asked.

"Yes baby. With the lights on."

"I have never done it with someone watching me." she said.

"Would you do it for me?" I asked.

"Well, I guess it is our secret. I don't care."

I felt for the light switch on the lamp beside the bed. The glare of the light made us both squint. When my eyes adjusted I noticed how flushed Shayla was. I pushed the covers on the floor, and sat on the side of the bed. She laid there smiling at me. "This is pretty cool dad."

"Would you undress for me babe? I want to see you do it without clothes." I asked.

"Naked? Me? I don't think I look that good daddy." she said.

"I think you do babe."

She sat up in bed. Slowly her shirt slid up over her head and she threw it on the floor. I looked at her budding breasts. They were puffy with light pink nipples. I reached over and touched one. "See I told you that you were pretty."

She giggled and lay back on the bed lifting her hips to slide her sweat pants down. I helped her pull them off and tossed them aside. Her pussy had blonde hair all around it. It looked as though it it was still growing in. "Very nice. Very very nice babe." was all I managed to say.

"Really daddy? Do you really think so?" she asked.

I could not keep from looking at her. I could only nod my head. Her fingers moved to her pussy. "Is this what you want to see?" she asked.

I nodded. I watched. I grew hard again. " Let me see you daddy." she said.

I could have and maybe should have stopped there, but I didn't. I stood up taking my shirt and shorts off. Cum from a few moments before was still on the tip of my again hard cock. It grew standing there watching her fingers run over her clit. "Wow daddy that is totally hot." she said.

I moved onto the bed so I could watch her. A drop of my cum fell onto her chest. She closed her eyes as her fingers moved faster. I started to stroke my cock again, and her eyes opened to see me rub. I had to lean down and take one of those nice, puffy nipples into my mouth and suck it slowly and softly. Her hands moved faster as did mine. Finally with a gasp and her moving hips she came again. I laid back and started stroking faster. I felt her hand touch mine as I stroked. "I am gonna cum baby!" I panted.

"Do it." she said.

I shot another big load. Part of it hit her cheek. Part of it hit her stomach. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh." was all I could manage.

"That was totally hot." she said.

I reached up with my finger and wiped my cum off her cheek. She took my finger and put it in her mouth."I wanted to see what it tastes like."

My eyes nearly popped out of the sockets." Well what do you think?"

"Not much taste. Maybe a little salty like."

I slipped a finger down to her pussy. Sliding it in I said "My turn to taste."

"That feels good in there." she said as I moved my finger around. Pulling it out I sucked it slowly clean. "Best I have ever tasted."

"No way!" she said.

"Way." I said.

"Cool."

"Ok babe. I have to be up in a few hours. SLeep now." I said trying to act like a dad again.

"Hey dad thanks for being so cool. Do you think we can do this again?"

"I can think of this and other things we can do babe."

"Like what?" she asked.

"Guess you will have to wait and see."

To be continued...................

Then, on Thursday as I was getting ready to leave, Diana stopped by my desk and said, "Hey, are you going to the party tomorrow night?" The office has a couple of parties a year, in the Summer and during the holidays. It was time for the Summer party, and I hadn't really even thought about it.

"I don't know, haven't really decided. With Mary the way she is I wouldn't want to bring her along."

"Yeah, that wouldn't be a good place for Chris, either. I was thinking about going alone, just to get out of the house and away from him for a while."

"I will if you will." I'm still not sure why I said that, but once it was out I couldn't take it back.

What really surprised me was when Diana smiled and said, "OK, see you there," as she headed out.

*****

The office was fairly deserted Friday afternoon. The staff who were involved in putting on the party were setting up the site, and quite a few other people had taken the afternoon off to get ready. Diana stopped by my desk about 3:00 and said, "You still planning to go tonight?"

"Yep, I'll be there. You?" I was afraid maybe she'd decided not to go.

"Oh yeah. I'm heading out now so I can get a little rest before hand. See you tonight!"

*****

The company had rented the banquet room of one of the better restaurants in town for the party. Dressing up wasn't required, which was fine by me. I wore my good black cowboy boots, nice jeans, and a white shirt. I got there early; the longer I was out of the house and away from my boozing wife, the better. I was relaxing with a beer when I heard a familiar voice behind me.

"I should have known you'd wear the cowboy boots," Diana said with a giggle.

I turned around, and barely recognized the woman standing in front of me. She hadn't had a makeover, or anything like that. The face hadn't changed a bit. But her hair was no longer blond, it was a deep chestnut, and for some reason it made her look mysterious, and much sexier than she had as a blond. Shea was also wearing a dress, something she almost never did. It was nothing fancy, just a cream-colored Summer sun dress, but it was perfect. The color accented her complexion. The front scooped down just enough to reveal the tops of her breasts. The dressed hugged the curve of her belly just right. I stood speechless.

"Don't you like it?" Diana sounded crushed.

"Oh yeah, I like it!" I was maybe a little too enthusiastic. "I just wasn't expecting it. Is that more like your natural hair color?"

"Yeah, it's pretty close."

"Well you look great with that color. You might want to keep it that way. Need a drink?"

I slipped my arm through Diana's and took her off to get a glass of wine.

*****

After about an hour of eating, drinking, and visiting, Diana said, "Let's go outside for a while." I figured she wanted to have a cigarette, which would be fine with me. We walked out onto the enclosed patio off one end of the banquet room. Instead of pulling out a pack of smokes, Diana stood next to me and laid her head on my shoulder. I slipped my arm around her shoulders, and she sighed, then shifted slightly so her back was to me and she was leaning back against me. I wrapped both arms around her, resting my hands on the curve of her belly, and felt her press her ass hack against me.

After a minute or so, Diana turned to face me. Our eyes met, then our lips. As our tongues danced, Diana's hand went to the zipper of my jeans, opening it, reaching inside to stroke my cock. I pulled up the front of her skirt, pushed aside her panties, and ran a finger up inside her pussy. By now my cock was hard. Diana maneuvered it out through the zipper of my jeans, pulled me toward her, and said, "Come here. Now."

I pulled my finger out of her and let her replace it with dick. She guided me in, and I entered her with a single hard push. Diana gasped, then let out a long, contended sigh. She wrapped her arms around my neck, her legs around my hips, and I was holding her off the ground. I began fucking her with long, slow strokes, hearing a mixture of moans and gasps.

After a few minutes, Diana groaned, "Oh, god. Unh...Unh...Unh..." Her arms and legs clenched, pulling me tighter against her, and I felt her pussy tighten around my cock. She gasped a couple of times, holding me tightly inside her, then relaxed, looked at me with a huge smile, and whispered, "Come in me."

I began stroking into her again and it was only seconds before I felt my balls tighten and I shot my cum into Diana's pussy while she purred softly in my ear. I relaxed. Diana let herself back down to a standing position. I looked around furtively to make sure we hadn't gathered an audience. Then we walked back to inside, holding hands until we reached the door. We couldn't let anyone see us holding hands; after all, we were both married.

My sex life certainly seemed to have picked up the past few weeks, but I couldn't shake the feeling that everything else had decided to leap into a very fast-moving handbasket.

*****

It didn't help much when I got home a couple of hours later and found Tamara and Kelly sitting on the couch watching TV together.

"Hi, dad, how was the party?"

"Hi, Michael."

"Hey girls. The party was pretty good. What's going on?"

Tamara answered. "Kelly's mother is out of town for the weekend, and she didn't want to stay home alone. Mom said it was OK for her to stay here."

"Sure. I'm going to sack out. Getting too old for a party after a full day of work." I tried to sound nonchalant, but I'm not sure I made it.

"We'll try not to make too much noise, Michael." Kelly had a wry smile on her face, and I couldn't tell if she was being sarcastic or not.

*****

In the bedroom I found that Mary wasn't there. Probably in Tamara's room again. As her drinking had gotten worse lately, she'd taken to sleeping in Tamara's room. I don't know if it was to get away from me, or if her mind and memory were even shakier than I thought. Those nights, Tamara wound up sleeping on the couch. Tonight I was just as happy that Mary wasn't in our bed.

I was asleep as soon as I hit the bed. I really was worn out, although I hadn't told the girls the whole reason, of course.

I woke up thirsty, glanced at the clock. 1:30. I decided to go out and get a bottle of water from the refrigerator. As I opened the bedroom door, which led to the living room, as saw something that stopped me dead.

My daughter Tamara was on her back on the floor, naked, her legs spread, with Kelly's face buried in her pussy. I couldn't see exactly what Kelly was doing, her head was in the way, but I could see that Tamara was enjoying it. She was breathing heavily, and moaning softly, biting her lower lip to keep from making too much noise. Her fingers were twined in Kelly's hair, holding Kelly's face against her.

It was the first time I'd seen my daughter naked since she was a baby, and I couldn't look away. She was a smaller girl than Kelly. Small breasts, slim waist, hips just beginning to widen.

I've never been one of those guys who lusts after his teenage daughter. In fact, I've always thought they're sick puppies who should be locked up to protect the rest of the world. Now, though, as I watched my daughter having sex with another 16-year-old girl, my dick was hard and I couldn't look away. I wanted to run into the living room and shove my cock into Kelly's pussy, or her ass. Even more, I realized shamefully, I wanted to put my cock into Tamara's mouth and have her suck me while she was being eaten? What was the most exciting part for me? That one of the girls was my daughter? That the other was my part-time lover? Just the fact that I was watching two girls? I didn't know, and I didn't care. I freed my cock from my pajamas and started stroking it as I watched. I had just enough of a mind left to make sure I didn't make any noise and let the girls know I was there.

It didn't long for Tamara's moans to intensify. Her hips bucked out against Kelly's mouth, and I saw her body start to shake.

"God, yes! Mmmm! Unh unh unh unh! Oooohhhh!" Watching my daughter have an orgasm was all it took for me. My cock and balls twitched, and my cum shot out against the bedroom door. I quickly and quietly closed the door, before the girls could notice that I was watching. I cleaned myself and the door with a towel from the clothes hamper, then crawled back into bed. This time I didn't get to sleep easily or quickly. The walls were too solid for me to hear anything from the living room, but my imagination ran wild. Was Tamara now eating Kelly's pussy? Were they masturbating each other? Was one of the girls fucking the other with a dildo? Eventually I drifted off to sleep, to be greeted by dreams too disgusting to describe.

*****

Part 4

The next week was tortuous. Oh, there were some very nice parts, mostly involving Diana at work. After our little escapade at the party, she was being very friendly. She took every opportunity to come by my desk and flirt, and managed to bump or rub up against me more than once. At one point she even cornered me in the break room, stuck her tongue in my mouth, and got her hand into my pants. She made a circle of her thumb and forefinger, wrapped it around my cock, and got in several strokes before we heard people coming. As she headed back to her desk, she smiled sweetly and teased me by saying, "Now you've got something to look forward to!"

Even the good things with Diana had a down side, though. We were both still married, so there wasn't really much chance we were going to spend much time together away from work. Meanwhile, the rest of my life was not going well. Every time I looked at Tamara, what flashed through my mind was jerking myself off as I watched my daughter having her pussy licked by another girl. That made me think about my indiscretions with Kelly. And wish for more. And wonder if Kelly would still be interested in me after she'd had Tamara. I was a mess.

And that wasn't the worst of it. Mary was drinking even more, and I was seriously starting to worry about her health. I talked to her again about entering a rehab clinic, but she would have nothing to do with that. I'd made up my mind to do some research on whether I could get her into one against her wishes.

As if things weren't bad enough, on Friday the phone rang. When I answered it the voice on the other end was vaguely familiar.

"Michael?"

"Yes." I was curious. Only Kelly called me Michael.

"This is Sandy Posey, Kelly's mother. I was wondering if we could get together sometime tomorrow to talk about Kelly." Oh, shit... Had Kelly said something to her mother? Was Sandy suspicious about the amount of time Kelly had been spending away from home? Shit, shit, shit. If she was suspicious, the worst thing I could do was seem like I was avoiding her.

"Sure, what's a good time for you?

"Early afternoon would be best. Maybe about 1:00. I was thinking we could meet at the coffee house on 50th and have a cup of coffee while we talked."

"Sounds good, I'll see you at one tomorrow." Shit, shit, shit.

*****

Needless to say, I didn't sleep very well Friday night, and I was pretty twitchy Saturday morning, too. Tamara commented on how nervous I was acting, and even Mary, who didn't notice much lately, seemed to know that something was up.

I got to the coffee house a few minutes before 1:00, ordered an espresso, and picked out a table in the corner, sitting on a bench against the wall. Sandy walked in a couple of minutes later, saw me, and gave me a big smile and a wave. She didn't look like she was going to rip me a new asshole or put me in prison, but you never know. She motioned toward the counter to let me know she was going to get something to drink, and a minute later settled into the chair across from me.

She apparently didn't believe in preliminary small talk. "Michael, I'm worried about Kelly. She almost never comes home, and I know she's fooling around with drugs and boys. I just don't seem to be able to communicate with her. I know she spends a lot of time with Tamara, and she seems to have a good relationship with you." Damn, woman, if you had any idea! "I thought maybe you could give me some advice about how to handle her."

I figuratively breathed the biggest sigh of relief of my life. Sandy wasn't suspicious about my relationship with Kelly, she actually thought I might be able to give her some parenting tips! In fact, maybe I could, because I'd heard enough from Kelly, both when we were together and when Kelly was hanging out with Tamara, to know that the biggest problem was Kelly didn't think she could talk to her mother, confide in her, because she was convinced Sandy would never understand any of the things she did, and would always get angry. I tried to explain this to Sandy without upsetting her. She seemed to take it fairly well, and I was beginning to think our little meeting might actually accomplish something.

After we'd talked things out for about 15 minutes, Sandy said, "You want more coffee? My treat."

"Sure, double espresso."

"I'll run up and get it."

When she came back with our drinks, Sandy plopped down on the bench next to me, instead of across the table. I suddenly realized that I'd never heard Kelly talk about her father, and had no idea of Sandy's marital status. She knew I was married, of course, so I was probably just seeing things that weren't there. On the other hand, my feelings about that type of thing had been pretty accurate lately. Unfortunately.

"So, how do you think I could start getting her to trust me?" Sandy asked.

"Just try asking her about what she's doing, and don't jump on her if it's not exactly what you want her to be doing. Then maybe she'll open up to you a little more."

"Yeah, but I can't talk to her if I never see her. Hey, maybe you and your wife and Tamara could come over for dinner sometime. If Tamara's there, Kelly will stay home. And maybe if you guys are there she'll be civil if I try to talk to her."

"That might work. I'll check with Mary and Tamara and see if I can find a night that would be good for everybody, and let you know."

"Great! I'm really glad we had this talk, Michael, I think it's going to help. I better get going now, I've got errands to run this afternoon." She gave my hand a squeeze as she got up to go. No, Michael, she is not trying to come onto you. And if she does, run away as fast as you can possibly manage. You need more women to worry about like you need to face the Spanish Inquisition.

Unfortunately, that was about to take a big drop in importance on my list. I was just getting into the car to head home when my cell phone rang. It was Tamara.

"Dad, something's wrong with mom! She collapsed, and I'm not sure she's breathing! Daddy, what should I do?!"

"I'm on the way home, honey, but call 911, right now. I'll see you in a few minutes."

I got home just as the ambulance was pulling up. Tamara was in a panic, and I held her to try to calm her down. The paramedics had Mary on a gurney and were wheeling her out the door. One of them turned to me and said, "She's breathing, but she's had some kind of seizure. They'll be able to tell more at the hospital. We're taking her to Memorial."

I managed to get Tamara calmed down enough to get her into the car so we could follow the ambulance to the hospital.

Waiting. Too much waiting. That's always the problem during any trip to the hospital. I was vaguely aware of Tamara sitting next to me clinging to my arm. Then of her talking to someone on the phone, Kelly from the way the conversation was going. People wandering in and out. The various indistinguishable sounds of a hospital always in the background.

Finally, a doctor appeared, middle-aged, undistinguished looking. He introduced himself, then got down to business.

"Your wife's seizure was caused by the amount of alcohol in her system. We have her stabilized now. She should be all right, long term, but it will be a long process, and she'll have to stay away from drinking. She's going to have to stay here for a few days, then she should go into a residential treatment center for at least a month. I can't emphasize too strongly how important it is that she stop drinking."

"I know. I'm not the one you have to convince."

Tamara and I were able to see her briefly, although she was still pretty much out of it. We then headed home. There really wasn't much we could do at the hospital besides make ourselves crazy.

We were just sitting around, not really doing anything, when the phone rang.

"Michael, it's Sandy. Kelly told me about what happened, and I just wanted to let you know how sorry I am. If there's anything I can do, please let me know."

"Thanks. I appreciate the thought. There's not really much any of us can do right now."

"Would it help if you and Tamara came over for dinner? You could at least get out of the house for a bit."

I checked with Tamara, and she thought it might be a good idea, so we found ourselves having ham and scalloped potatoes with Sandy and Kelly. If you didn't know the background, you'd have thought it was a really happy, homey family dinner. Tamara seemed really relaxed, and Sandy and Kelly treated each other like human beings. We'd gotten the dinner that Sandy and I had talked about, but the circumstances weren't exactly what we'd had in mind. And Sandy might not have been such a good host if she'd known her daughter was fucking both of her guests. (Actually, I didn't know if Kelly was actually fucking Tamara or not, having no idea if what I'd seen between them was a one-time thing, or part of something larger. What Kelly and I had going on, though, was definitely more than a one-night-stand.)

*****

On Sunday morning, Tamara and I went to the hospital to see Mary. She looked better, but still pretty ragged. Tamara did most of the talking. I felt uncomfortable pretty quickly. Mary and I hadn't had much of a marriage for some time now, and, although I felt guilty about it, I wasn't really sure I belonged there. Tamara came to my rescue.

"Mom, Dad's got to go now, he's got some things he needs to take care of. But I'm going to stay here pretty much all day, and he'll come and pick me up later." I shot Tamara a grateful look, hoping Mary didn't notice. I knew Tamara would want to spend as much time as she could with her mother. They'd always been close, in spite of Mary's shortcomings as a parent. And now, if Mary went into rehab, Tamara wouldn't see her for at least a month. If she didn't go into rehab... Well, I didn't want to think about that.

I headed home, and not long after I walked in the door my cell phone rang. It was Kelly.

"Michael, are you alone?"

"Yeah, Tamara's at the hospital with her mother."

"Good, 'cause I've got something you need." I heard a hissing intake of breath, letting me know that Kelly had pot that she wanted to share. I was in no condition to resist.

She got there within a few minutes. We settled down on the couch, Kelly pulled out a joint, and we were soon on our way to the land of the crispy. It was very reminiscent of the first night that we'd had sex.

At some point after we were blissfully fried, Kelly turned to me, looked into my eyes, and said, "You want me, don't you?"

"Yeah."

"Then take me." I should have been laughing my ass off at that, especially since I was stoned. It was the ultimate cliche from a bad porno movie. But humor wasn't really a big part of my life at that point, so instead of laughing, I grab her hair with one hand, pulled her to me, and crushed my lips against hers. She moaned into my mouth, and we started clawing at each other's clothes. Being high made us clumsy, and it took a while for us to strip each other; that we managed to laugh about. Before too long, though, we were naked on the couch, and I was sliding into Kelly. I wasn't gentle, but then Kelly had never really wanted me to be. I was pounding into her roughly, and she was obviously loving it. Her breathing was ragged, and she was moaning, as I drove my cock into her pussy, while at the same time kneading her breasts and pinching her nipples.

"I'm gonna cum, Michael, fuck me hard! Yes, god, yes!" Kelly stiffened, then shook and clutched at me, pulling me tighter. Her orgasm washed over her, and she gasped several times before relaxing back against the couch with a sigh.

I pulled my cock out of her and began to move up toward her head.

"What are you doing?"

"I want to cum in your mouth, baby."

Before I reached her mouth, I made a stop at her tits. I brushed the head of my cock against her nipples, and Kelly purred in appreciation. With that encouragement, I began rubbing first the head, and then my entire dick, over Kelly's tits. I slid it into the hollow between her tits, pressed them together with my hands and began tit-fucking her. Kelly, moaning again, replaced my hands with hers, holding her tits together around my cock as I rocked it back and forth. Kelly leaned her head forward and stuck out her tongue, brushing the tip over the head of my cock as I stroked up toward her face. It was an incredible feeling, my cock trapped between Kelly's big, firm tits, while her tongue teased the head. It didn't take long until I was ready to blow.

"I'm ready to cum, baby, open your mouth." Kelly did as she was told, and I moved the rest of the way up and pushed my cock between her lips. She sucked hard, and ran her tongue the length of my cock as I drove it into her mouth. The head of my cock wedged against the back of her throat, and that was enough to push me over the edge. I shivered as my balls poured my cum out through my cock, into Kelly's mouth and down her throat. She gulped reflexively, swallowing everything I shot into her.

We curled up on the couch together, and I began to wonder just how morally bankrupt I had managed to become. If only I'd known how much farther I could fall.

*****

Part 5

When I picked Tamara up at the hospital that evening, she was feeling pretty depressed. She didn't say much of anything, which wasn't like her. We had a quiet dinner, and I read a little while Tamara tried to get interested in a TV show, without much success. By about 8:00, Tamara had headed for her bedroom, and I was left to contemplate what was happening to my life, which was not exactly what I wanted to be doing.

About 9:00 I went to my bedroom and started getting ready to crash. The past few days had taken enough of a toll on me that I'd probably be able to sleep even that early. I'd stripped down to my underwear and was just about ready to sack out when the door to the bedroom opened and Tamara walked in. She was dressed for bed, too, wearing just a T-shirt and a pair of panties. I hadn't seen her like that since... well, since she was too young for seeing her in such a skimpy outfit to have an affect on me.

"Dad, I know mom needs to take care of her drinking, and she'll have to be gone for a while. But when she's done with that, will she be coming back home? Ever?"

Maybe I should have lied, to reassure her. I wasn't in the mood, and she was old enough and mature enough to know the truth anyway.

"I honestly don't know, honey. Maybe she will, but we might all decide that it's best if she doesn't."

Please, get this conversation over quickly, I don't need what's starting to happen to my body as I look at my little girl... No such luck. Tamara walked over to me, put her arms around my neck, and hugged me.

"Daddy, I'm worried."

"Me, too, honey." Although what I was mostly worried about was that Tamara would feel the rising of my dick, which, as usual, had a mind of its own. It was almost fully erect now, straining against my briefs, and, to my horror, Tamara hugged me even tighter, her head resting on my chest, her body moving closer against mine. The memory of Tamara's naked body writhing on the floor while Kelly ate her pussy flashed through my mind. I could feel my stiff cock pressing against her belly, only her T-shirt and my briefs separating us. Tamara must be able to feel it, too. She'll finally know what a disgusting pervert her father has become.

I couldn't believe what I felt next. Tamara's pelvis arched out against me, her crotch moving against my hard rod. It must have been my imagination, that couldn't really have happened. But there it was again, and this time I thought I heard her whimper into my chest.

I looked down at Tamara. As I did she moved her head off my chest and lifted it up to me. I bent down. My lips brushed against hers. I felt her mouth open slightly and extended my tongue, first licking lightly over her lips, then entering her mouth. I heard the soft whimper again, this time definitely not my imagination. Something in the back of my brain screamed at me to stop. My cock paid no attention. Neither did my hands, which lifted up Tamara's T-shirt and rose to her breasts, circling them, squeezing with a milking motion, then softly pinching her nipples. Another whimper from Tamara. I felt Tamara's hand steal inside my briefs. Her fingers wrapped around my cock and began stroking slowly. After a few seconds, I took her wrist in my hand, pulled her hand away from my cock, and stepped back, breaking off our kiss.

"What's wrong, daddy?" Everything. What we're doing. That we're doing it while your mother is in the hospital. Most of all, that I'm enjoying it so much. Of course, I was too far gone to even consider saying that and ending this mess right now.

"Nothing, honey, it's just that if you keep that up very long, I'm going to cum all over your hand."

What I wanted to do next was throw Tamara onto the bed and stick my cock as deep into her pussy as it would go. But I wanted to make sure she'd have an orgasm, and I didn't know if she was still a virgin or not, so I thought I'd better start with something other than just fucking her hard and fast. Yeah, my brain would still work to figure something like that out, just not on anything that would be really useful.

I did pick Tamara up and throw her onto the bed, so her legs were dangling off the side, and pulled her panties off in the same motion. I got my first actual look at my daughter's pussy; Kelly's head had blocked it when I'd seen them on the floor together. She had blond hair there, too, not trimmed or shaved, but naturally fairly sparse. I could see the lips of her pussy pulsing, waiting for me to do something.

With no more preliminaries, I knelt on the floor next to the bed, spread Tamara's legs apart, and lowered my face to her pelvis. I opened her pussy lips with my thumbs and pressed my mouth tightly against her opening. She was already incredibly wet. Tamara gasped as my tongue licked around the inside of her lips, then moaned when pushed my tongue out into her cunt and began tongue-fucking her. I was overwhelmed by my daughter's taste and smell. Tamara was thrusting her pelvis against my mouth in time to the strokes of my tongue, and each time my tongue entered her, she breathed out a short, sharp gasp.

"God, Daddy, that's soooo good! Mmmmmm!"

After a minute or so, I slid my tongue down to the strip of flesh separating her pussy from her asshole, licked it, then slowly tongued the length of her slit, touching every inch of it, until I finally flicked the tip of my tongue over Tamara's clit. Her body tensed, then relaxed.

"Fuuuuck. Oh fuck," she moaned.

I repeated that motion several times, each time letting my tongue linger on her clit a little longer. Tamara's back was starting to arch up off the bed, then flop back down, driving her pelvis even harder against my mouth. Her breathing was ragged, the gasps and moans louder and more frequent. I slid my hands under Tamara's ass and spread her cheeks out slightly, and the next time my tongue wandered to the bottom of her slit I let it go farther, down to her anus. Tamara jerked when my tongue moved against the tight, puckered opening of her ass. I ran my tongue around the rim, then spread her slightly more and shoved the tip of my tongue through the opening into my daughter's ass. Her hips bucked.

"Daaaaddyyyyy!"

Pulling my tongue from her ass, I again licked the length of Tamara's pussy. This time instead of swirling my tongue around her clit, I fastened my lips on it and sucked. At the same time I placed two fingertips against the lips of her pussy and one against the rim of her asshole, and began lightly massaging her two openings.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god!"

I felt Tamara's body start to tremble, and knew she was ready. At the same time, I fastened my teeth on Tamara's clit and bit down lightly and thrust my fingers into her, two into her pussy, one into her ass.

"Oh fuck, Daddy, I'm cumming!" Tamara's entire body spasmed. She grabbed my head in her hands and held my mouth tight against her clit. Her legs wrapped around my neck and shoulders. As she shook I continued to suck on her clit, and curled my fingers inside her cunt and anus, feeling her muscles clamping down on me. Her back arched up off the bed. Gasp after gasp of air exploded form her lungs. Finally, Tamara's body relaxed back on the bed. She let go of me with her hands and legs, and lay there breathing heavily. I stood up and looked down at the incredible sight of her naked body on my bed.

"God, Daddy, I didn't know anything could be that good!" I resisted the impulse to ask her if I was better than Kelly.

"There's more to come," I said as I positioned myself over her.

"I want your cock!" She obviously knew what I'd been talking about.

I scooted Tamara around on the bed so her legs weren't trailing off the side, and knelt over her. I positioned the head of my cock against the mouth of her pussy. I slipped the head just inside, forcing her open. I groaned as I felt her pussy grip me, and Tamara mewled. I pushed in slowly, until I felt what I was looking for as my cock bumped up against her cherry. Tamara was a virgin, and now I knew what to expect, even if she probably didn't. Tamara had let out a big sigh as I entered her up to her hymen, and I felt her pussy tighten around my cock. I simply couldn't wait or take things slow any longer. I pulled back until just the head of my cock was inside Tamara again, then drove the entire length of it into her pussy, popping her cherry.

I saw Tamara's face contort in pain. "It hurts, Daddy."

"I know, honey, try to relax as much as you can."

I began stroking into her as slowly as I could, which wasn't as slow as I should have. I just didn't have too much control left. I watched Tamara wince in pain at each stroke, and heard her groan. Then, slowly, after a few strokes, the wincing was replaced by a relaxed expression; the pain must be starting to fade. The groans turned to moans. Eventually Tamara's face began to register pleasure, and I knew she was changing from someone who was being fucked to someone who was fucking. There were more moans, now, along with occasional gasps of "Yes!" and her pelvis was beginning to rock against mine. For me, the feeling was incredible. She was tight, her pussy giving my cock lots of friction, with the feeling being intensified by the fact that she was my daughter, and a virgin.

Then, suddenly, it was over. It hit me suddenly with no warning, and I didn't have time to try to hold back. My cum erupted out of me and into Tamara's pussy, spurt after spurt, filling her up. As my body shook, I was barely able to brace myself with my arms to keep from collapsing on top of Tamara. My dick quickly went limp and slid out of Tamara's cunt.

"Honey, I'm sorry, I just couldn't hold it back any more. I wanted it to last longer, you looked like you were just starting to enjoy it."

"It's OK, Daddy, you already made me cum with your mouth."

"Yeah, but I wanted to make you cum with my cock, too." I couldn't believe I was having this conversation with my own daughter.

"Then come up here and let's get you ready to try again." Tamara winked at me and giggled.

I moved up so I was straddling Tamara's shoulders, with my cock hovering above her face. She propped herself up on her elbows and opened her mouth, and I guided myself into her mouth. Tamara may have never had a cock in her pussy before, but this was definitely not the first time she'd had one in her mouth. She took my entire limp dick in. Her lips formed a seal around me. Her tongue swirled around my cock. Her teeth raked over my skin, providing extra stimulation. And she sucked. Hard. My cock was almost immediately on its way back to a useful condition, enough that I could start thrusting into her mouth. Withing seconds I was raring to go again, and backed away from Tamara's mouth.

"Ready for more, honey."

"Yes!"

This time Tamara's pussy took my cock easily, with no resistance, while still gripping me tightly. There was no pain on Tamara's face as I began to fuck her again, it was something like ecstasy. Her head was laid back, her eyes closed, and she was breathing deeply through her mouth. Her hips moved in time with mine, making sure that I was buried completely inside her with each stroke.

"God, Daddy, yes, fuck me! Fuck me as hard as you can!"

I did, not that I really needed the encouragement. The feel of Tamara's skin against mine; the grip of her pussy around my cock; her smell; the taste of her that was still in my mouth. Any one of these would have been enough. Together they drove me into a frenzy. I was pounding Tamara almost uncontrollably, with each thrust pulling back until I almost popped out of her, then driving all the way back in again. And I was doing it all faster that I would have thought possible. Tamara's breathing was becoming labored. I could feel her body starting to twitch under me, as her muscles began to contract and release.

She began almost chanting, "Yes, yes, yes," in time with my thrusts, then "Yes" turned to "Fuck, fuck fuck."

I felt the muscles in her belly tense. Her pussy tightened around my cock. She gripped my shoulders and dug her fingernails into my skin, while her legs locked around my hips.

"Oooohhhh. Oooohhhh. Fucking shit, YESSSS!" Tamara's body convulsed, her head whipped wildly from side to side on the bed. If she hadn't had her legs locked around me, she'd have probably vibrated me right out of her. Wave after wave of her orgasm washed over her, until she finally gave out a contented sigh and relaxed her grip on me.

"Mmmmmmm, god, I'm glad we decided to do it again!"

This time I was the one who wasn't finished. I was still hard as a rock and needing to come. I restarted my thrusts, which had been interrupted when Tamara's orgasm had taken me hostage. I was moving more slowly now, afraid that this might be uncomfortable for Tamara after what she'd just been through. I probably should have been a more sensitive father, but I was well past being able to think much beyond my own needs. Slowing things down was about as solicitous as I could be.

At first Tamara didn't do much, probably still in recovery mode. After a bit, though, she again became a participant, her hips moving with mine, her breaths becoming shorter and faster. Her pussy still gripped my cock like a vise. Our strokes quickened again, back to their previous cadence. Tamara pulled my face down to hers and started kissing me, our tongues rolling over each other, whipping back and forth from one mouth to the other. Tamara's moans were now going straight into my mouth, causing a new set of vibrations to course through my body. I knew I was getting close, and so was Tamara. She broke off the kiss and lay back, grunting as I drove into her.

"Unnnnh! Unnnnh! Unnnnh! Oh god, I'm going to come again! Aaaahhhh!"

Another orgasm rolled through Tamara's body, feeling to me like a slightly less intense version of the last one. She thrashed on the bed under me again, and clutched at me. This time I wasn't paying as much attention, because this time her orgasm was enough to send me over the edge. I drove in hard; the head of my cock tried to pry open Tamara's cervix, and I felt myself explode. This time I was shaking almost as hard as Tamara, as I filled her up with semen for the second time that night.

Neither of us moved for a few minutes, we just lay there with our arms around each other. My dick softened, shrank, and slid free of Tamara's body. My semen leaked from between my daughter's legs down onto the sheets. Finally, I rolled off of Tamara onto my back. Tamara curled up next to me and lay her head on my shoulder. We drifted off to sleep without saying a word. This time there were no dreams. It was just as well. There'd be nightmares aplenty in the days to come.

     Even though I knew how gorgeous my mom was, I never thought about her in a sexual way. The bodies of girls I lusted after were no way in the class that mom was in, but I still never fancied hers. Somehow, that changed.

      Mom was educated and could have gotten a job real easy, but she decided to work in a fitness gym not too far from our home. Her excuse was that she didn’t have a gym at home, so she figured that as a bonus that she can work out in there for free. Every evening after school  I would come home and prepare for dinner so that my mom, who almost always came home an hour later wouldn’t have to start dinner. The first time she came home after work was the first time I began to have feelings for her body. She was wearing her track suit pants and her sweater was tied around her waist. Nothing unusual there, except she seemed to be soaking and her baby blue tank top was translucent.  Because of this, Her two aureolas and her nipples.

“Sorry for being so long, but would you believe that  the gym has a broken shower?” Mom was wiping away her sweat so she didn’t notice me staring at her breasts.

“Make sure they fix it, then. You shouldn’t even be working there, you know. You could have landed a management position easily.”

“ I’ll be managing that place in no time.” She tousled my hair. “Besides, you know I love a good workout, Ben. God I need a shower.” Mom kissed me on the cheek and  headed for upstairs. “And after dinner, how about you give me a little massage?”

“Ok mom.”

As she went upstairs, I was trying to hide my bulge behind the kitchen counter. It kept twitching in my pants after I saw her tits showing through the material.

   After dinner, mom called me upstairs for her massage. Even when dad was around, I still had to do her massages. Mom was laying with her face into the bed and her back facing me. We began to talk about our day while I massaged her legs and calves. Mom was completely naked except for a small towel over her butt. As I massaged behind her upper thigh, my hand went a little under her towel and I touched her ass. It was smooth and firm, but so soft. Mom didn’t budge which meant  that she was getting sleepy, like she always did. I continued to rub her back and her shoulders. The texture of her skin was smooth like silk. For the first time ever I got a full fledged, seven inch hard on while massaging my mom. When I was done, mom was fast asleep.

  

     Just as I was about to go, my eyes fell to her towel on her butt. Usually after she falls asleep, I just pull her blanket on her, but something took a hold of me. I gently peeled her  towel away to reveal her nice round firm white ass. My dick was solid as oak now. Knowing that she was out for a good while, I gently began to feel her ass. It was really firm, but soft. I began to knead it softly as I ran the palm of my hands all over her butt. Her legs began to part open. Bending lower, I peered between her legs to see her bald pussy with her slit showing. My dick was really pounding but I wasn’t feeling right about what I was doing anymore, so I quietly left her room. I didn’t even wank off.

   Two hours later, I decided to go to bed. When the movers were moving our stuff, apparently one of the boards of the frame of my bed got broken, so one of the movers and I tried our best to fix it with two boards and some screws. I laid down and began to think about my mom again and just how sexy she was. Suddenly the was a crash and I found myself on the floor. Moments later, mom was in my room.

   “Ben, what happened? Are you alright?”

“I’m ok, mom, but my stupid bed broke!”

“Aw don’t sweat it, sweetie. We’ll fix it tomorrow.” She bent down and picked up my pillow, “You can bunk with me tonight, unless you want to sleep on that torture chamber of a couch.”

The couch was really nothing short of a punishment. “I’m sleeping with you, mom.”

  As I followed her to her room, I watched her as she walked. She was wearing a big old T-shirt that just covered her ass. Her legs still glistened from the oils from her massage. All I was wearing was a T-shirt that was covering my pair of boxers, but the boxers was missing a button at the front of it. It was sort of my favorite one too, since my dick always popped out whenever I had a hard on.

   “Mom, I just hope that you’re bed doesn’t crash too.”

“Ben, this is the same bed that you and I used to wrestle on when you were little. It’s made of oak, and if I wrestle you now, it still won’t break.”

“Mom you couldn’t win me at wrestling this time around, and you know that.”

“So you really think so huh?” she said, with a hint of laughter in her voice.

“Yes I …”

    Mom suddenly threw herself on me, in the dark, and held both my arms down over my head. She was sitting on my belly with her ass resting over my groin. I began to wriggle and raise my hips to topple her over. She was still oily, so she slipped away from me, giving me the advantage. I held one of her legs up behind her thigh and threw my weight on her belly, but her slippery leg was not easy to hold, causing my hand to grab her ass instead. Mom had no underwear on! She squealed with laughter and grabbed my ass instead “Whoa boy, you got a fine piece of ass there!”

“Yeah keep talking.” I spun her around and grabbed both her hands and put them over her head. Her face was now into her pillow and she was laughing. My body was directly on top of hers, and my groin was resting over her ass. Her T-shirt had ridden up to her back, and mom wasn’t wearing any underwear, so I was lying on her bare ass in the dark room.

   “Looks like I win, huh mom?”

“Like hell you do! No one wins until the other is tired, or are you forgetting that?”

  “Fine by me. I’m not going to get tired.”

“Oh I’ll get you to move all right.” Mom began to wiggle her butt, not too rough, but less than gently. It was almost as if she was doing it in a sensual, enticing way. Was she trying to give me a stiff dick?

“Mom what are you trying to do?” My dick was already stiff and would have popped out any second.

“I know you’re a guy, Ben, and I can accept that you do get turned on by women, even if it is me, but trust me sweetie, I know that you know that you have a sexy mom, but can you accept that, and not get freaked out by the fact that you do get turned on by me?” Oh dear, I can feel it poking me now!”

 She was right, my dick was poking into her ass from within the boxers, and it wouldn’t be long until it popped out of the slit.

“Aw geez, mom, so you want to beat me by any means necessary  

even if it means manipulating my body functions?”

 “And  why not? I’m not grossed out by you. Do you know how many times you had an erection when I was bathing you and cleaning your penis? I even used to kiss it when you cried when your father wasn’t looking.”

  Hearing my mom said that made my prick twitch, which caused it to pop out of the opening and free itself. I jerked back in time so that it wouldn’t touch her ass crack, but I still maintained control of my position. I wasn’t going to lose on account of a dirty trick.

 “Wait a sec, mom. You used to kiss my dick?” By this time I was sure that she was desperate to win.

“Honey a lot of moms do that, but they won’t tell their sons. Or their husbands. There was this time when you had an upset tummy, and you were crying all the time. Your father wasn’t patient to let you go on, so I got up to your crib and gently sucked your penis until you fell asleep. But you were a baby then, so don’t get traumatic or anything.” Mom suddenly raised her ass to wriggle out but I instinctively drove my hips down to keep her down, but as I did this, my dick became wedged into her ass crack. Mom and I both gasped but we didn’t move. We both laid there for a what seemed like minutes.

“I’m still not moving, kid.” She said. “When you were five years old, you used to crawl into bed with me when your father go out to work. You used to like sitting on my belly and play with my breasts. I remember how you used to knead them with your tiny fingers. Hell, you were better than your father. But there was this one time I wasn’t wearing panties and I fell asleep while you were doing it, and I must have turned over, because when  I woke up you were hugging me from behind and you were pressing your penis into my ass crack. If you were longer than you were, you might have even have sex with my asshole.”

All the while she was talking I could feel the precum discharge from my dick and smear the creases of her butt crack, but I also felt my dick change its line up, from her asshole and in line with her pussy.

“Wait a sec, mom, you used to let me do all of that, but you never whipped me?”

 “You were only a baby then, Ben. All of that was perfectly normal. Why do you think that we’re so close?”

 “But I don’t remember any of those things, mom.”

 “That’s because when you started school, we never had time to bond like that anymore. I really missed us having times like that, Ben. I always thought of us having moments like that again, but I didn’t know what to expect from you, whether you would accept it or reject it. At least, until you played with my ass today.”

 

“Whoa, ma, you were awake?”

“Uh huh. But don’t worry sweetie, I’m not mad at you, ok? In fact it felt wonderful when you caressed my ass, you weren’t abrasive, but caring and gentle. I almost expect you to kiss my pussy like you did when you were little.”

 

      I gasped and my dick’s head fitted into her pussy lips. Mom let out a low, sexy moan which lasted for about seven seconds. “Yep, you did. I was asleep on the couch in nothing but a T- shirt, and you came over to me. You lifted the shirt up and was playing with the hairs of my pussy. You used to call it the forest.” She giggled and then continued “The next thing I knew was that your tongue was all the way into my love canal and I was cumming. But I just pushed you away before I did and finished up your job with my fingers.”

My dick was getting really heavy now, and the only reason why it didn’t go into her as yet was that her pussy was tight and my seven incher was thick. I just lay there on top of her, both of us sweating in the dark with my dick at her entrance, thinking about those glorious days that I didn’t even remember. Mom wasn’t even protesting about our position either.

“Mom, are we still wrestling?”

“Yes we are, Ben, why do you ask?”

“I think I want to do something before we finish our match.”

“What do you want to do, sweetie?”

  

   I eased out of her pussy lips and removed my hands from hers. My dick was feeling really sensitive, but I did not want to lose my load just yet. I was kneeling over my mom. I stretched out to put on the lamp. It was too bright so I dimmed it. Mom made herself upright on the bed too and faced me. “What do you want to do?”

 

          Without replying I put my arm around her waist and the other around her back and pulled her tightly but gently close to me. I could feel her warm breasts and her small hard nipples warm my chest. She put both her arms around my neck and we both stayed in that embrace for what seemed like five minutes. I wanted to enjoy the warmth and the smell of my mother. I wanted to enjoy her warm touch and her body smothering me. The feeling of hers abs contracting and relaxing over mine  only heightened the feeling in our loins.

 “Oh gosh, Ben, I wanted us to be like this for so long. I missed being this close to you, but I want you to understand that this is not just sheer lust. We have a bond. This is just how I want to show you how this mother loves her son. So please don’t think of what we are doing as something dirty.”

 I began to stroke her hair. Mom was smelling like the jasmine oils I was using to massage her. “Don’t worry, mom. What we are doing right now has nothing to do with lust. This is just something to do with you and me. But mom, I want to make love to you, not just your body, but I want to feel the closeness that we stopped sharing. I guess what I want is …”

      She removed her face from my neck and turned to face me. She tilted her head and closed her eyes as I brought my lips to hers. We shared a light kiss and then we began to French kiss. My tongue went into her warm moist mouth and we began to tongue wrestle. She began to suck my tongue and then I sucked hers. I began to fondle her left breast as she resumed sucking my tongue. There was not a single bump on it except for her nipple. I broke our kiss and lowered my head to her breast. I gently flicked her nipple with my tongue and then took it into my mouth and began to suck it gently. She arched her back and I held her body upright.  

 

    We were both kneeling upright on the middle of her queen size bed. I sat down and pulled her on top of me, allowing her to sit on my lap and face me, also allowing my dick to rest inside of her ass crack. I held her again as we resumed our make out session. My dick was enjoying the warmth of being wedged into her ass. She was really wet down there too.

“I want you now, Ben.”

She lifted herself off me and in a yoga – like manner and laid on the bed. Changing my position I laid on top of her with my dick resting over her vagina. My abs were directly on top of her abs. I began to kiss her neck and she began to knead my ass. While we were doing this both our abs were contracting and relaxing on each other, which really heightened our sensations in our groins.

 “Come on, Ben, Now!”

      But  I was not ready to enter her vagina as yet. I lowered my body and my face to face her lovely vagina. Mom’s vagina resembled a slit. It was bald, and because of the natural fair colour of her skin her pussy was red with all our activity. I flicked her pink clitoris with my tongue and then I began to kiss it. Mom opened her legs wider now to allow more entry to her. I started to lick the lips of her pussy to taste her lovely juices.

“Inside of me.” She gasped “Damn it ,Ben, inside!”

          I slowly inserted my tongue into her pussy. Even for my tongue, her pussy was tight, but the moistness of her pussy was helping. I began to eat her pussy and lick it all over, holding her ass while I was doing it. Her pussy was starting to contract more intensely than it was doing before so I knew that she was about to cum.

“Ok Ben, stop for a minute and come here.”

              I stopped and removed my tongue from inside of her. She pulled me up to her face and kissed my lips and sucked my tongue to taste her juices. She pushed me to her side and then knelt beside my dick. She held my dick with one hand and began to lower her head to my tip. Gently she licked the tip of my dick and then along the lengths of my entire shaft. After licking it for about a minute, her lips then closed around my tip like a ring and licked it with her tongue. Mom then lowered her head taking my entire dick into her mouth and throat, giving me the most memorable blow jobs to date. She continued to raise and lower her head for a good while, with me trying to resist the urge to cum. She started to slow down because my dick was getting thicker in her mouth. Just when I was about to cum my mom removed her mouth from my dick.

 “Now Ben,” she said

     Mom lowered herself on the bed and I laid on top of her with my dick resting between us. She lowered her hand and adjusted my dick so that it was resting at the entrance of her pussy. With little force I pushed the tip of my penis into her vagina. Slowly I began to push my dick deeper into her vagina. It was even tighter than I had imagined, but warm and moist inside. I gave mom my tongue and she began to suck it. My entire penis slipped into her tight pussy. Mom moaned into my mouth and began to suck my tongue as if she was sucking my dick. I broke our kiss and began to pump my dick in and out of the canal where I came from. Mom held onto me and my head was buried in her neck. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I kept on pumping furiously. Her breasts were jiggling up and down and our abs felt like two washboards scrubbing each other. The walls of mom’s vagina was contracting and grabbing my entire dick as I kept on pumping it into her. Suddenly her contraction became more violent and mom began to buck her own hips, which caused me to pump even faster.

“Damn it I’m cumming Ben!”

“Me too, ma!”

          I was pumping my dick faster and faster until I felt the feeling of an orgasm welling inside of my dick as I emptied my cum deep inside my mother’s vagina. Mom stopped bucking after I emptied the last drops of cum into her.

  We both laid like that for a while, trying to catch our breaths. My dick was still inside of her, and her legs were still wrapped around my waist.

 “My god, mom, that was wonderful.”

“Finally, we consummated our bond.”

  I lowered my head to my mother’s lips and began to kiss her. She broke the kiss and spoke. “Ben, I want you to fuck my ass.”

 My eyes nearly popped out. “You sure about that, ma? I mean I’m sorta thick.”

 “When you were little you tried to push your little dick into it, but you were too short. I want you to try it now, please.”

I pulled my dick out of her, but I was still not hard enough to do it. Mom then told me to lay on all fours. I got into position and waited. Mom began to kiss my butt and then she began to lick my balls. I could feel my dick stirring. Mom’s tongue then moved from my balls and her tongue flicked my starfish. She began to tongue my asshole and lick around the rims of it. I was in heaven and my dick was hard. She kept on licking it for a while and then stopped. She got on all fours and spread her legs. I spread her ass cheeks open and placed my dick at the entrance of her asshole. I placed the head of my cock into it and then held her hips. Slowly I began to insert the rest of my dick into her. She was tensing her body a little but her ass was relaxed. Her hole was tight but our sex fluids made the entry a lot easier. When my entire dick was inside of her, I wrapped my arms around her just below her breasts and slowly began to pump my shaft into her. Mom kept on bucking and her muscles kept on gripping my dick. She was moaning in pleasure and within minutes I ejaculated into her ass. We both collapsed and fell on the bed. My dick was still inside of her ass.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Time went by and I was as wet as humanly possible.   I rocked my legs a little throughout the day making my jeans seam hit my clit.   It didn’t satisfy me at all; instead it just made me even hornier.   It was finally time for last period and I wasn’t able to concentrate on anything but the throbbing feeling from my pussy.   It didn’t make it any easier on me that Kristen was sitting next to me in that class.   I couldn’t stop staring at her, god she was beautiful.   My hand found my crotch and I had to take a quick grab but it felt so good, my hand wouldn’t let go.   Kristen spotted this and moved my hand away so that she could continue where I left off.   She whispered in my ear, “I am going to fuck you so hard”, as she began to stroke my pussy through my jeans.   The lecture went by so slowly as I waited for the clock to finally hit 2:45.   I wasn’t able to take this groping anymore and I needed class to end before I would just literally burst.   The bell finally rang and I ran out of class and into my car while Kristen was trailing behind me.

 

We both got in and decided to go to my house since nobody would be home.   The whole car ride she was explaining what she was going to do to me once we made it to my house.   I started shaking in my seat trying to find some position, any position that would put pressure on my clit.   Kristen noticed this and smiled at me as she placed her hand over my crotch.   She slowly undid the zipper on my pants as she squeezed my inner thigh.   The button and zipper finally came lose and she stuck her hand down my completely wet thong.   She barely grazed over my clit but a slight moan escaped my lips as I was waiting for that touch for so long.   She started pumping two fingers in and out of me as I kept moaning in sheer delight.   We reached a red light so I hinted at her to stop spying a few classmates on either side.   She replied with a   “fuck them” and continued to finger fuck me until I had to throw my head back in ecstasy.   Soon she was both rigorously rubbing my clit and fingering me at the same time.   I couldn’t concentrate on the road anymore and I was about to just give up and pull on the side of the road until I realized that I finally made it home.   I gave Kristen a deep kiss that must have lasted a long time because she got a few more pumps in before I was able to separate her fingers from my pussy.   I quickly ran into my house, dragging Kristen behind me not even bothering to zip up my pants.

 

Right when I opened the door and got inside Kristen shoved me against it incredibly hard so that it shut behind me.   Kristen started kissing and nibbling on my neck, as my moans were steadily getting louder.   In one swift move she tore open my blouse and bra and stared at the treasure that awaited her.   She latched onto my right nipple and bit on it.   I shrieked with surprise as her teeth pierced my nub.   She began rhythmically pulling on it and loved my blissful reaction.   She then took the other nipple in her mouth and did the same thing.   Kristen found it a game to see my reaction with every single thing she did.   She was unlike any guy that I have been with where she spent so much attention nurturing each breast.   After my breasts were red and in pain from all the pulling she moved down lower to my belly button.   Kristen traced circles around it the whole time staring into my eyes.   She got to the top of my pants and just took the whole thing off.   Soft kisses traced their way up my legs and to my pussy.   I was so relieved to finally feel a tongue go underneath my thong but she quickly stopped.   Instead she started nibbling and pulling on my inner thigh.   I was craving her tongue on my pussy all day.   I needed it.   I took her head in my hands and shoved it near my covered pussy.   She just backed away and smiled.   For what seemed like a few more minutes she was playing with all the spots around my thong.   She finally removed it and smiled and my wet snatch.   Kristen gave one small lick across the entire length of my cunt and was glad to see my reaction.   As she circled around my clit with her tongue my back arched back and the loudest moan of the day escaped my lips.   She started tongue fucking me so I couldn’t help but pull on her hair.   The harder I pulled on her hair the faster and harder her tongue would dart in and out of me.   Soon we were both shrieking in a combination of pain and pleasure.   She soon added her finger to the mix and I was in sheer bliss.   I yelled that I was cumming and her reply as she continued to finger me was “cum you little whore”.   That was enough to give me a mind-blowing orgasm.   I lifted her up by her hair and gave her a deep, hard, passionate kiss.   I could taste the cum on her lips and it only served to make me want to taste her.   “Its your turn you little fucker”, she whispered in my ear before licking it seductively, “get down on your knees and suck me dry”.

           

She wrapped her hands around my neck and pulled me to the dining room table.   She quickly pulled off her shirt revealing her braless tits which gave a subtle bounce as two hard nipples poked out.   Kristen laid her back on the table so that her lovely ass was lying right on the edge.   I was still shocked about what was going on and I guess she saw my clueless face because the next thing I know she pushed my face right next to hers and gave me a deep long kiss.   One of her perfectly shaped eyebrows arched up in a whorish way as she muttered, “what are you waiting for bitch?”   I traced a line down her neck with my tongue until I got to her breasts.   I started licking a whirlpool around her nipple closely centering in.   I flicked my tongue over her rock hard nipple and a slight moan escaped her lips.   I paid more attention, flicking, biting, and pulling on the nub as I watched her expression.   She had this blissful smile that soon turned into a look of ecstasy as her teeth bit down on her lower lip and her eyes closed.   The image that lied before me made me incredibly horny.   As I moved my mouth to her other tit, I took her hand and rubbed it across my thigh trying to give her the idea to finger me.   All of a sudden her eyes opened as she began to pinch my clit.

 

I removed her hand from my throbbing pussy only long enough to slip off her skirt.   After it was fully off and her bald cunt was staring me in the face she slammed two fingers back into me.   As I began to lick circles around her clit, I couldn’t help but moan as she was doing the same to me only with her fingers.   The moaning obviously felt good because her hips kept bucking off the table.   I darted my tongue inside of her and she started moaning again, only this time even louder.   Her fingers were soon penetrating me at the same speed at which my tongue was penetrating her.   Our moans, shakes, and bodies were moving together rhythmically.  

 

“I’m going to cum” she yelled as she moved a finger from her other hand over her clit.   I quickly pushed it away and used my tongue to lick around it.   I was going nice and slow trying to prolong the feeling she wanted to feel for so badly.   All of a sudden she jammed a third finger into my pussy.   I shrieked in surprise as another orgasm was overcoming me.   The surprise of it made me bite down on her clit.   “FUUUUUUUUUCK” she screamed as her pussy contracted and her juice came out.   As I licked all the moisture from around her I noticed that she was still shaking.   I stood up straight and looked at her, I couldn’t help but smile.   She pulled me down on top of her and kissed me long and hard.   “That was fucking amazing”, was all that she could mutter.

 

After lying there and kissing her for a few more minutes Kristen realized that she had to go.   We got up, got dressed, and kissed each other one last time.   As she opened the door to walk out she said in a seductive tone, “next time I have to remember to bring some toys”.   She then winked at me as she walked out of my house swaying her perfect ass.   “Until next time” I muttered to myself, “until next time!”