One Saturday, when my parents told they would be going out to a distant relatives place over the weekend, I was ecstatic. This would be the night that I would express my feelings toward Arik and show him I wanted him so much. As soon as my parents left, I phoned Arik and asked him if he wanted to come over. Arik said "Sure, alright. Want me to get some girls too?" I frowned and hesitated. "Um...yeah, we can do that." I hung up and thought for a moment. Maybe this isn't a good idea. I had to atleast try it. 20 minutes later, the doorbell rang and I ran to answer it. It was Arik looking hot as fuck in his T-shirt and jeans. That awesome bulge was just waiting to be opened.

We sat on the couch and watched some TV. There was a porno on Cable. I got turned on. Arik grinned at the television stupidly as he turned up the volume. I could feel my dick rising in my pants. My cock was ready for action. I wanted Arik so fucking badly, I couldn't contain. I quickly reached for Arik's pants and unzipped them. He sat there shocked with my sudden move. We just stared at each other for a minute, then Arik said, "Go ahead. Let's do it. I'm horny as fuck. Go on...take it out."

I smiled and reached inside his pants and grabbed his cock. I took his cock in my hands and massaged it. "Ohhh, it feels SO fucking GOOD! Oh man!" moaned Arik. I put it in my mouth and sucked on the juicy cock until it was red. I sucked all of Arik's cum out and felt Arik jerk as he had an orgasm. I was delighted. Arik gestured me to come closer. I crawled onto Arik's lap and unzipped my own pants. I slid his cock out and swung it on Arik's face. He licked it and put it in his mouth. I moved my ass back and fourth as Arik sucked the cock up and down. The slurping sounds made me moan and I cummed all over Arik's pretty face.

Arik moved down and put his belly on the couch with his ass in the air. I pulled his jeans all the way off and stuck my finger in his asshole. I licked it for a while moving my tongue around and around the hole and he nearly screamed. Then I put my cock into the hole and thrust back and fourth. "Oh shit, that feels so good. Ohhhh, yeah. I want your cock again, gimme your dick, Ishaan!"

I sat down on the couch legs spread again as Arik seated himself on the floor ready to give another blowjob. "Suck me off so hard, Arik. I love it when you do that.” He continued to suck the fuck out of me and we went on with it for another hour.

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"We've got to be quiet,"i asked as i dropped to my knees licking the shaft of his now fully erect cock as my own increased to its full length. He moaned slightly as i began to suck up and down his length as i careesed his ball in the palm of my hand. He began to stroke my hair and buck his hips as though fucking my face and so i had a better idea. I removed my mouth and led him to the back of the boat before getting down on my knees and bending over the sofa.He licked his fingers and inserted them in my ass to moisten it up before getting on his knees behind me. Without warning he slipped it in and began to slowly thrust as i moaned initially in pain but soon in pleasure as his thrusting increased and my cheeks clenched tight around his thick manhood. I was soon being pounded by himas he banged me against the sofa with increasing strength. I told him to stand and he removed his massive cock from me and sat down. I knelt either side of him and slipped down on him easing my way on and so from here i dictated the pace first at slow but i was soon rising up and own rapidly on his cock causing are moans and grunts to intertwine as i brought him close to climax as he was soon moaning my name louder and begging me to make him cum as his cock tensed and erupted inside me for the second time that day i felt juicy cum running out of my ass. I got up and licked him dry before standing as his lips wrapped around my own cock. His cock sucking ability didnt match his ass pounding so i told him to stand before he lay down on the sofa.

Raising his legs into the air i placed them over my shoulders as he grabbed my cock and positioned it in his ass. He then slowly eased it in as his moans increased i pushed further finding my way blocked i slowly removed and continued this slow sexual thrusting until he begged for me pound him harder and faster and i was soon pounding his ass with the same ferocity he had earlier. I found his cock was hardening with every thrust and so i placed my hand around his cock and began to stroke in motion with my thrusting as the ecstacy of our amazing sex continued. I soon felt my self closed to cumming and so laid him on the foloor as we got into the 69 postion and i worked on his cock until he exploded in my mouth. Again sucking got me no closer to climax so i rolled him over and he got on all fours. Bent behind him and stood i pulled him closer before easing my cock in and thrusting into him as i bucked my hips he pushed his ass towards me and i soo felt my cock erupt in him. I licked his ass dry and let him lick my cock before dressing and returning to my cabin praying this so far awesome week would get better.

Continued soon.

It had been a few minutes, my pants were around my ankles and I was jerkin" my big meat, when my mom walked in (I didn"t have a lock on my door)."Dinner." She said.

Then she noticed what I was doing. I pulled up and pants and quickly excused herself and walked out, closing the door behind her. I had to take care of the situation.

I could have just told her I was checking for cancer, she would have believed anything I said, but that was too easy, plust I was still horny. My mom was standing at the stove and I walked up to her.
"It"s ok mom, since I walked in on you yesterday, we"re even.""You walked in on me yesterday?"
"Yeah don"t you remember? You had just got out of the shower and you had no clothes on and I saw you and said that you have a very beautiful body."

"You think I have a beautiful body?" She said blushing.
"Of course! You"re a hotty mommy."
I began to caress her milky white thighs that were exposed by her high cut off shorts.

"You want to make love to me mom.""Of course I do."Then we just started making out and slobbering all over each other. My mom"s name is Isobel and she"s 45,and is about 5"2"", really skinny, only 115 pounds, she has long brown hair tied into two pigtails. She had little petite, but nicely shaped tits,

My name is Paul and I"m  taller than my mom, 5"11", also really skinny, 120 pounds, I have dirty blonde hair. I had a hairy chest and bush surrounding my 7 inch, super thick dick. I had an ass like my mothers, it was hairless, none on the inside or outside. I took off her black tank top and began to feel her bare skin, with only a white bra covering her playful tits.

She had ripped off my shirt with out me even knowing and we were both working on trying to get eachothers pants off, while still sucking on the otherone"s tongue.

Mom had worked off my pants to reveal my striped boxers, while I started to pull off her short shorts to find matching white panties. We had made it to the living room and jumped on the couch. She was on top of my licking my chest and I manuevered her bra off.

I started sucking on her already erect red  nipples on her supple breasts. Isobel began her way down my body and managed to get off my underwear so she could see my big sausage.

"I want you to fuck me." She said."Alright, but I"m on the top."
She laid on the couch on her back and I slowly and carefully pulled off her panties so I could finally get a glimpse of her buried treasure. I was on my knees and aiming my dick at the entrance of her snatch. I started to slowly put the head in while we both moaned."Fuck me hard baby."

I shoved my whole package in her and started to furiously thrust back and forth. Her tits were bouncin" up and down and my balls were slapping her asshole. I was feelin" up her tits when I began to feel my climax come on.

I was sweaty and so was she. I began to pump faster, causing her to scream out a loud moan.
"OHHHHHHH GODDDD! FUCK MY PUSSY HOLE! HOLY SHIT I"M GOING TO CUM!" "UH UH UH UH!" I moaned.

We were both screamin at the top of our lungs when we swapped body fluids. I pulled out my cum covered dick and collapsed on my Mom.

We slept There on the couch, with come still on our stuff.
Afterwards we made a pact to0 keep this a secret from everyone, and evey chance we got we fucked like bunnies.

 Then he said he would like to show me how he does it and before I could do anything he undid his pants and dropped them and his underpants down and had his cock out all hard, it looked huge to me – I have never seen a man with a hard on before. It must be 8 inches long and really thick. Then he began to stroke it and I was fascinated. For some reason I stopped being scared and watched him, and while I did that I was also playing with my vagina, not rubbing it like when I masturbate but just playing around.

We didn’t say anything for a few minutes because he was doing it to himself and I was watching and then he said would I like to try it and feel him and stroke him. I said no – but I did really.

He started to talk to me and convince me it was ok and that I would like it and said I could make him cum. I hadn’t seen cum before as none of the boys I know can cum yet.

I said I shouldn’t but as I said it, I went to him and put my hand out and said I would just feel it.  I put my hand around it and it just fitted all around. When I did it felt strange but nice, it had a nice feel and the skin was all soft and his cock firm I couldn’t help myself and began to stroke it up and down like he had been doing. 

 It looked funny when I pulled the skin right up to the tip and he liked it. We were both standing up and then he said I will sit on the bed and you can do it for me. I got between his legs and I stroked it did and I was so close to his cock  I became quite fascinated and couldn’t take my eye of it and my hand stroking him. While I stroked him it got wet and something was leaking out of it. He told me that was pre cum and it was like girls juice when they are all sexed up. I asked him if I was doing it right and he said I was perfect my grip was just right. He said if I wanted to I could play with his balls with my other hand and I tried that two and they felt funny in his ball bag.  

Pretty soon he was making noises like he really liked what I was doing.  He said have you seen a boy spurt cum before and I said no. He said would you like to see me do it and I said OK.

Then he told me to hold his cock a bit harder and to stroke it a bit faster as he was nearly ready. I did what I was told and suddenly this white stuff began to spurt out of his cock and all over me. I dropped his cock and he immediately grabbed it himself and kept pumping it until all the cum stopped coming out and it was everywhere, over me and him and the floor and everywhere. 

It was warm on my body at first but cooked down and when I touched it, it was slimy and a bit sticky like. I was fascinated at first and looked and played with it and couldn’t believe that that stuff made babies in girls. He said he was sorry it went on me but we went to a hand basin and he washed it all off me and dried us and we went back to the bed. We sat there with his cock hanging down and he was playing with it and got it hard again and I was fascinated watching it grow and get hard. I held it again and began to stroke  it like I did before because it felt good doing it.

Then he asked me if a boy had ever fucked me and I said no- I was a virgin still. He said would I like to do it - and I said one day I will - and he said how about today with me -

I said ‘No way’ his cock was far too big to fit inside me. Then he began to explain about how my cunt would stretch as it does when a baby come out of there. He kept trying to convince me and he said if he could show me how nice it was by sucking on me – would I do it. I thought he meant my nipples but he wanted to suck my cunt. I said no but again I had never done it but a girl once told me it was an amazing experience, her brother had done it to her and she had sucked him.

He was so nice to me and said he wouldn’t make me do anything I didn’t want to but he said it was better for a girl to have her first fuck with a man who had done it before and knows how to do it and can explain it all to me.

I was still reluctant to do it, mainly because his cock was so big. Then the more I talked to him and the feeling I was having while masturbating him made me feel like I really wanted to try it. He kept talking but not forcing me to say yes and finally after a while he convinced me to let him suck on me and I ended up saying yes as he made it sound pretty good.

Finally I agreed and he told me to lay down on the bed and open my legs and he got down between them and began to lick me.  It was the most amazing thing I had ever done. He licked my vagina and put his tongue in me and a finger and rubbed it until I was pretty close to an orgasm and he knew it and then he sucked my clit and I came in a moment. My orgasm was amazing and gave me the most exciting feeling I have ever had. I have had many orgasms when I masturbated but that was something else and I was completely out of control as he kept sucking on me as I had my orgasm and it was just the best thing I have ever done.

Then before I had time to think about it - he was on top of me and had spread my legs and lifted them up and had them in the air and was putting his cock into me.

I said NO I didnt want him to but he didn’t say anything and just kept going. I said I will have a baby if you do that and he said I wouldn’t and I would love it and it would make me a real woman and many other things to convince me it would be great.

He really had me held down and there was no way I was strong enough to stop him and I didn’t want to yell out or anything – I suddenly realised it was going to happen and I could feel his cock down at the opening of my cunt and he was pushing it into me.

He had to push really hard to get it in  because my cunt was so small and his cock so big. As he pushed harder and harder because it was not going in I could feel the pressure of his cock spreading my cunt open wider and wider and it was beginning to hurt a bit. I said stop it you are hurting me and he said it will be over in a moment.  Then all of a sudden there was a real stabbing pain inside me and I felt his cock go down deep into me. The pain was really strong and it was hurting and it felt like he had torn me open. There was a sort of burning sensation all around my cunt and it felt wet.

When he was right in he said good girl you are fantastic and you are nice and tight and my cock feels fantastic in there. The pain will go in a minute and you will begin to enjoy having a fuck with me. I said how many girls have you done this to and he said you are my first virgin, but I have fucked a lot of girls, more than I can remember. I felt special then, I was his first virgin and I would remember what he did for the rest of my life I was sure.

I was in pain and the burning sensation was still there in my cunt and he started to fuck me and I wasn’t liking it very much but at the same time I felt sort of good, I knew what I was doing was wrong but I really felt good about it. I felt really wet down there and he said look at this as he pulled his cock nearly out of me he said you are no longer a virgin, see all that blood that says you were a virgin but you arnt any more – you are a real woman now.

I was worried about the blood and I said what have you done you have torn me open. He laughed and said I will explain later about that but rest assured you will have possibly stopped bleeding already. It happens to all girls the first time they fuck and loose their virginity. Do you have periods yet and I said no.

He said that’s good then because you cant have babies until then and I sat up a bit and watched as he fucked me and I could see his blood covered cock going in and out of me and it looked and felt much better than I could have imagined. It felt pretty tight in me abut it also felt great. I had seen two other kids fucking but because his cock was much bigger it looked much better and I lay back and began to realise how nice it felt with him pumping his cock into me.

He kept going inside me for ages and the longer he took the better it was feeling. The pain stopped after a few minutes and he said there was no more blood and then he started to play with my nipples as he fucked me and I couldn’t help myself I came with the pleasure of him doing everything to me and I couldn’t help it. It felt amazing as I didn’t have to do anything but lie there and let hm bring my orgasm on and that in itself felt great.  

I made some groaning noises as it happened and he said I was the best fuck he had ever had and I said I don’t believe you – you are telling me that. He said honestly I was the best fuck he has ever had. I asked him how many girls he had fucked and he said dozens and I was the youngest and the best.

He said we will have to do it some more and I can show you all about the positions you can do it in and how much fun it can be. Then he made a funny face and screwed his face up and began to grunt too and I felt him speed up pumping his cock in me and went really fast and I could hear him slapping his legs against mine as he fucked me really hard and fast. I realised he was cumming in me and putting his cum up inside me. I could imagine his cock spurting all that cum into me like it did when I masturbated him and he came over me.

After a little bit he pulled his cock out and it was all red with blood and white stuff mixed in with it. His cock had gone down and wasn’t hard any more but it was still long.

He stood up and the stuff on his cock was dripping down onto me. It looked weird all shrivelled up and covered in the mess on it. I just lay there and no I could feel my cunt was hurting just a little bit after he took his cock out of me. I out my hand down to feel myself and got it covered in the mess coming out of me. He took my hand and stood me up and then he did the dirtiest thing ever – he put his mouth over my messy bloody cunt and sucked me.

I went to pull away but his hands went behind my bum and held me there until he made me cum again. I couldn’t believe what he was doing and when he took his face away it was covered in blood and muck and he was licking his lips and said I must look like a vampire and he did, without the long teeth. I was still out of breath from cumming and my knees were all weak. And I nearly collapsed. I could not believe what he had done, sucking my bloody cunt with his cum in it and making me cum again.

Then he said how are we going to clean ourselves up the basin wasn’t big enough for us to wash all the stuff I had on me off me, and his legs were covered in blood and cum and we were really messy. Then he said grab your clothes and he took my hand and led me out the door naked and back into the house. I knew then we were ok as my parents were both out.

He took me to the bathroom and we both had a pee. Then he turned the shower on and then took me with him into the shower and began to soap me up and rub his hands all over me and put his finger in me and cleaned me out in there. He told me to do what he had done to me to him and I did and when I got to his cock he got hard again. Then he said see how you turn me on – I could do it all over again with you you were fantastic. As we washed each other he took my head and forced it down and put his cock into my mouth and by now I was willing to do anything. He showed me how to suck and slip my lips up and down his cock and use my hands to stroke him at the same time. I kept doing it to him for a few minutes and then he went all funny and held my head tight onto his cock so I couldn’t get away. I knew what he was doing and before I could do anything he had cum in my mouth and I could feel it spurting onto my tongue and mouth and I had a mouthful of his cum which had a very strange unusual taste – not one that I liked very much. He was holding my head onto his cock so I had to swallow it, then he let go of my head and I took his cock out of my mouth. He was smiling and said I was the best little whore he has ever had.

I was still getting over the fact I had sucked him off and had swallowed his cum. We got out of the shower and he towelled me dry and then said you had better get dressed.

I went to my room and I could not believe what had happened over the last hour or so. I had been sucked, fucked and sucked again. I wasn’t a virgin any longer and I had his cum in my cunt and in my mouth as well. If that is being a whore then I was.

For days afterwards I could not get the experience out of my mind and the worst part was I couldn’t tell anybody how good it was. I masturbated about four times each day reliving the experience.
A month later my periods arrived.

A few weeks later my uncle visited again and as soon as we were alone he asked me how I was feeling and I told him about my periods. He said if it was that good would I do it again with him, and this time I didn’t hesitate. He took me in his car and not long after we were doing it all again and it even better, I was no longer a virgin and didn’t bleed but he was still tight inside me.  Sucking and fucking him was fantastic and I see myself now as a real whore to him.

He had to use a condom each time we fucked and all his cum stayed in it and not in me. It was my first time with a condom and it was fine.  He fucked me  three times. He said I will have to get myself on the pill and he will get me some. We both sucked each other and now I am used to his cum I don’t mind how often we do it. He likes sucking on my cunt and my orgasms that way are absolutely mind blowing.

Uncle or not I love the sex the two of us have together.

Bill ran around and hugged me and picked up my luggage and tossed them
into the back of the pickup bed. Grace got out of the truck and hugged me.
She ushered me into the seat between them and had to slam the door to get
it closed.

At this time I need to describe Aunt Grace and make an observations.
Aunt Grace was a midget. She was just four feet tall. She had a small
face. If it were not for her size 33 _ C cup breasts she looked like a
young girl. I was to learn that both of them loved children more than
adults. The reason Uncle Bill married Grace was that was as close as he
could get to marrying a child.

On the drive to the ranch Grace asked about what was going on at home.
And the mundane stuff about school and if I had a boyfriend yet. My
responses were typical school was boring and the boys were drips.

Bill's truck had a manual floor shift that required that he move the
stick between my legs. I had to set so that my legs were straddled the
stick. So when he finally got the truck out of town and headed home he
simple rested his hand on my inner thigh. I felt uncomfortable about this
and gave Aunt Grace a little glance to see if she noticed.

Aunt Grace was bubbling on about everything she read in the day's
paper. It was as if she didn't have anyone to talk to and was going to
tell me everything she knew before we got home. She even looked at his
hand and simply put her hand on the other thigh and squeezed the soft
mussel on the inner thigh a little. I was getting a tingling feeling in my
vagina like when I rubbed it with my fingers at night.

When we turned onto the dirt road headed west I was amazed how far it
was from the front gate to the ranch house. I came from a small farm that
the milk barns were practically next to the house. You smelt cow manure
all the time. This place was so large that all you saw was wheat fields
for acres in all directions. The barn next to the house was massive and on
the south side was another building with a shed roof. This was just for
all the machinery, tractors and stuff. The yard was full of chickens
running wild. Of course they gathered around the truck when we got out
because they expected to be feed.

Uncle Bill carried the luggage upstairs to a bedroom on the second
floor near the front of the house. He put them on the twin bed and showed
me the closet space for my stuff and all the empty drawers in the dresser
that I could use. As he was about to leave he felt my ass and gave it a
little squeeze.

In a few minutes Aunt Grace entered the room with fresh towels in her
arms. She showed me the bathroom between this bedroom and the master
bedroom. There were three other small bedrooms on the second floor. One
was made up into a nursery. One was made into an office and the last was a
sewing room for Grace.

Grace was to tell me she was two and a half months pregnant. She was
to have three girls and one boy. As they grew up and I baby sat for them I
found out that Uncle Bill and Aunt Grace taught them all to se superb
lovers. But their parents lost entrust in them as they grew up.

The summer routine went like this, up early to help Grace make a big
breakfast for Bill. Working in the fields all day burns a lot of
fuel. Then we cleaned the house and fed the chickens.

When everything was finished Grace and I would sit on the porch and
knit or crochet. We talked about everything. Grace was like a big sister
to me. We gathered eggs from the barn and played in the hay. The barn had
a pair of big barn owls in the rafters. They looked like golden_brown
sentries that would attack anything that moved. I knew that our noise was
just disturbing their sleep. When we were in the barn Grace would find
ways to be near me and touch me. I would respond by tickling her and we
would fall into the hay laughing.

When the sunset in the west it turned the clear shies a pinkish color
as Uncle Bill would return. He would park the truck and beat the dust off
his clothes. As he walked up the porch he would stomp the dust from his
boots. As he passed me he would smell of sweat and a mix of dirt and the
grassy smell of dry grain.

He would head right for the mudroom at the back porch and undress. He
was not shy about walking through the house nude. He would go upstairs and
shower and put on clean clothes before coming down for supper. After
dinner he would go into the living_ room and read his paper. When Grace
and I finished the dishes we would join him and work on our crochet some
more. This was before everyone had TV's so the old RCA radio was the
central peace of furniture in the room. The programs were things like the
Lux (soap) Theater and Jack Benny Show. When Bill was finished with his
paper he would make a big deal about wanting me to sit on his lap.

He was so sweet that I would cuddle up in his lap and he would stroke
my hair. As he would cuddle with me he would put his hand on my leg and
squeeze it a little. As the days wore on and I accepted this touch as
normal. He would rest his hand on my thigh and run it under my dress a
little farther ever night. Finally he put his hand on the worn cotton
panties and let it rest there as we listened to the radio.

Grace hardly looked up from her crocheting as Uncle Bill got bolder.
He would finally pull the leg of my panties aside and rub my crack until my
pussy would feel warm and wet.

Latter that knight I heard noise coming from their bedroom when I got
up to pee. I went closer and looked through the old keyhole and saw Bill
standing beside the bed and Grace was on her back with her legs on his
shoulders and he was slamming his hips into her fanny. They were both
sweating and she was begging him to fuck her baby pussy.

I went watched them and rubbed my pussy through my nightie until they
finished and he turned out the light and they covered up. I went back to my
room and lay there thinking about what I saw. I put my hand under my
cotton nightie and rubbed the little button at the top of the crack. I
fell asleep after several climaxes.

In the morning I slept late. I woke up when the door opened. Grace
looked around the door and said good morning sleepy head. Bill has left
for work and the dishes were done.

She came into the room and sat on the edge of the bed and brushed the
hair from my face. I apologized for over sleeping and tried to get up.
Grace pushed me back onto the bed and kissed my lips. The kiss lingered
and her tongue opened my mouth and felt around in my mouth. I was getting
that wet felling between my legs again.

Grace pulled the covers down then took hold of the hem of my nightie
and pulled it under my body and over my head. I was lying there with the
morning air chilling my body. Grace sat back and looked at my body. She
stood up and pulled her simple cotton dress over her head. The body was no
bigger than mine was but her body was all woman. Her little hips flared
out and closed down to a tinny waist. Her tummy had not started to swell
yet that I could see. Her small breasts were just right for her little
frame. The brown hair hung down her back almost to her waist. The bra was
simple and her nipples made a round bulge in the material. She unhooked
the bra from behind and caught the cups in her hands as it fell forward.
She lay it on the bed and I looked at her tinny mature breasts. Her areola
were not much bigger round that a quarter. The nipples were just off
center, low and near the outside of the oval. I held my breath as she put
her fingers in the waistband of her panties and watched her pull them down
slowly. I had seen my Mom's pubis many times. Hers was a hairy triangle
between her legs, Grace did not have a hair on hers and the skin looked as
smooth as mine. I wanted to reach out and touch her and feel her flesh.

Grace pushed me over and lay down next to me. She pressed her body
next to mine and kissed me again. She put her hand over my flat chest and
rubbed my nipples in little circles. She put on leg over my leg and spread
my legs open. Then she felt my flesh down my rib cage until her hand moved
over the hipbone until she felt the soft bulge of my lower tummy. She put
her finger in my vagina and felt for the little nub of a clitoris. She
slid her finger through the valley getting her finger wet. I lay there
under her hand and climaxed. I closed my legs on her hand so she could not
move it anymore.

The Grace moved down and sucked my breasts. It tickled me a little as
she did it. She left a wet trail down my body. When she got to my crack
she licked me for the longest time. I thought I was going to die. She
turned around and straddled my head. I was looking up at her vagina. I
knew what she wanted and lifted my head up and kissed her. She was very
wet. When I tasted her clitoris it throbbed in my mouth. I was amassed
how far my tongue went into her canal. I don't think I ever felt all of
it. But just the same I must have been doing something right. Because she
stared moaning and it seemed like fluid was leaking out of her vagina.
Then she turned around and gathered me in her arms and kissed me on the
mouth. As we rested I asked her why she didn't have any hair between her
legs like Mom.

Grace told me that she shaved it every morning and put lotion on it to
keep it soft. Your Uncle Bill only likes very young girls. If I let my
pubic hair grow he doesn't even get a hard_on when he looks at it. As long
as I look like a 10_year_old he wants to have sex with me.

Right now he is courting you like a new lover. He will want you
sexually until you're to old. It is up to you if you want to have sex with
him or not. If you don't want to just let me know.

I had to think about this I had never had sex with anyone before today
and if Aunt Grace was any sample I was in for a great time. Grace let me
sleep it off while she went about cleaning and cooking.

I got up in the afternoon and just walked down stairs with nothing on.
Grace looked up and smiled at me. I helped her to the housework and
enjoyed Aunt Graces hands on my body. I put on sandals to go out to feed
the chickens. When Grace and I sat down to crochet we sat close together
so she could play with me when she felt like it. I got so horny that I
knelt in front of her and spread her legs and found that she had no panties
on. I licked her until she grabbed my head and held me tightly against her
vagina.

I was still sucking Aunt Grace's pussy in the evening when Uncle Bill
came home and shocks the dust of the field off his clothes I looked at me
and smiled. He rushed in to shower. When he came down he was completely
nude. Grace and I sat the table and Grace removed her dress and the three
of us sat down to eat.

As usual Bill went in to read the paper while Grace and I did the
dished. Aunt Grace patted me on the ass with a wet soapy hand and told me
to go on and have a good time. I will finish the dishes.

Uncle Bill had the paper open across his lap when I went into the
living room and sat on Uncle Bill's lap. He was forced to set the paper
aside. So as the Mystery Theater told a tail of murder and intrigue Uncle
Bill moved me around so that his dick was between my legs. The head stuck
above my legs and it was dripping pre_cum, I was to learn.

He sucked my little nipples until I felt like my pussy was itching and
I wanted to scratch it. But Uncle Bill would not let me do that. He toyed
with me until Aunt Grace came in and sat in her rocker and picked up her
knitting.

Uncle Bill picked me up by the hips and placed my legs on either side
of his hips and lowered me down until my vagina was over his stiff dick.
As I slid down on it, I winced in pain and he stopped lowering me.
Aunt Grace jumped up and got some Vaseline and buttered his shaft as
he lifted me up. Then he lowered me again. It went in much easier this
time but when it reached my hymen I winced again. Uncle Bill whispered
that it would be over quick. And forced me down until I felt a tearing
feeling and what I would call a stabbing pain. But it was over and I slid
down until I could feel his pubic hair pressed against my ass. When he
lifted me up a little the Vaseline was left in circle around the base of
the shaft like a roll. And as the shaft became visible the coating was
streaked with my virginal blood. Aunt Grace returned and knelt between his
legs and licked up the blood like it was wine to her. Uncle bill waited
until she was finished before he started lifting me up and down on the
shaft. I felt sore for awhile, but finally the feeling changed and I was
enjoying it a lot. I climaxed before Uncle Bill did.

Uncle Bill was not far behind me. My vagina mussels were jerking
uncontrollably, as I felt gobs of cum fill me up. Aunt Grace was licking
it up as fast as it leaked out of me.

she decided to just go for it, and invited him over to her cavity for a movie with some friends. she snuggled into him, rubbing against his feeler every chance she got. he started to press against her abdomen and she got a feeling of hot lust flow threw her exo-skaleton.

the movie ended and they bi katie bid her friends farewell! but she didn't dare send carrey away, she wanted to lock him up in her closet, and stick his hand in her ant sized pock. that wasnt the only place she wanted him to stick his hand. and his hand wasnt the only thing she wanted him to stick in her!

 she took him back to her room and before she got the chance to pull out a photo of her American ant friends, Carey had slipped up on her and was 1mm from her face. the looked at each other, and then, their pincers touched! she nipped his pincer as he nipped hers and then, as if it wer completely natural, Carey rubbed his antenna against her abdomen. she shivered inside her outer shell. her body was so shapely, it was as if the ant god had created her as an art work newarly to be desired by all ants bellow her.

she was sick of playing around now. she bent over and presented her abdomin to Carey, and he knew exactly what to do.  near the place his abdomen conects to his body, a huge penis emerged. she gaped at it's size and then pushed her abdomen against it. POP, it slid right in, and it felt great on his penis. so soft and fragile, so tight!

she bounced back and forwards, her breathing increased in all six of her respiratory holes on both sides of her body. his penis rubbed the walls of her vagina and sent shivers up her  antenna. he was about to cum when she turned around and nibbled his penis with her pincers, receiving a beautiful facial all over her delectable face. he bid her her farewell and left. she still to this day chases after Carey, but he has no time for her. Hes a busy little bee, or should i say ant.

Ann and I were sitting in the living room, still in our swim suits, having a drink when all of a sudden we heard Sally let out a loud scream from the bathroom where she was taking a shower. Both of us jumped up to see what had happen. As we opened the bathroom door, there was Sally, still in the shower with a towel semi wrapped around her. The towel only covering one of her tits and barely covering the rest of her. For a moment, I stood there like a stone statue staring at Sally's tit. It was semi tanned, with the rest as white as milk and her nipple was dark and protruding straight out, still excited from the shower that Sally had just finished. Coming back to realization, we ask Sally what was the matter. She pointed to the corner and said that there was a large Palmetto bug(nothing more than a large cockroach) that was on the rug as she was stepping out of the shower. I immediately grabbed a magazine and hunted the Palmetto bug down and ended its life with one swat of the magazine(Playboy) which Sally had been reading earlier. After getting rid of the bug, Sally calmed down and realized that she was partly exposed and smiled at us both and apoligized. Ann and I smiled at her and said that it was alright and we were glad nothing had happened to her.

Ann went to make us another drink when the phone rang. It was her son calling saying that he had had a small accident with his car. Ann immediately went into her mother mode and was frantic that her son could have been hurt. Ann told her son that she would be right there to get him. Ann apoligized to me, told me to just wait and she would be right back. Ann said fix yourself a drink and that she shouldn't be long. I said ok as she slipped on a pair of shorts and halter top and was out the door.

            One day, for some inexplicable reason, I was let out of work early. This rarely happens, since at my job there always seems to be something to do. However, this day was different, and I got home nearly three hours earlier than expected. Once home, I entered the house and went to my room. As I did so, I heard a slight commotion from the living room. I heard my mother’s voice, as well as a whispering one that was foreign to me, emanating from the front of the house.

            “Mom?” I called out as I walked towards the living room. I instantly thought something was up, and heard my mom begin to speak. I guessed, upon seeing the scenario, that my mom had probably wanted to tell me to hold on, but given the fact that she had been in the living room, that would have instantly caused suspicion. As I rounded the corner and entered the room, I saw my mother standing beside a man I had never seen. Both were fully clothed and nothing else seemed to be out of the ordinary, besides the fact that this man was unknown. After a few moments of awkward silence, my mother began to speak.

            “Hi, Damon. This is Mark.” Mark gave a shallow, semi-frightened wave as if he knew they had been caught. And indeed they had, though I wasn’t sure what of. “He’s an architect. We were discussing the plans for the house.” She didn’t sound convincing, and obviously this wouldn’t have been cause for worry or scrambling when I got home. Despite the severity of the situation (my mother, for some reason, being alone with another man in the living room of our house), I realized there really wasn’t much to be said.

            “Nice to meet you.” I turned and walked out of the house, hearing several seconds of silence behind me before they began to speak again, albeit quietly. I entered my room, not quite sure of what to make of the situation. It was awkward, obviously, and I was curious as to what I should do. I realized quickly that there really wasn’t much to do. What would I say? How would I bring it up? And, really, what business of it was mine? It wasn’t my own father she was (possibly) cheating on. So, I decided to not say anything about it unless my mother brought it up, which I knew would not happen. She had created an alibi and had no real reason to breach it.

            Or so I thought. After a while of being home, I decided to run out and get some errands done. The man had just left, and I told my mom that I was heading out. She looked apprehensive, as if something were on the tip of her tongue. However, she just said okay (after a moment) and I left. I returned several hours later, and my mom was on the couch, reading. I said hello to her, and she instantly closed her book and became attentive. She asked what I had done, and told her where I had gone.

            “Wasn’t much, really,” I said. “Just some errands.” I didn’t want to ask my usual “What have you been up to?” in light of the awkward events earlier in the day.

            “Can you sit down for a minute? I want to talk to you.” She said this calmly, but I knew that she was worried. For some reason, I was very calm. I guess it was because she was the guilty one, and I was the innocent. “I realize that you’re not dumb, and I know that earlier today was obviously not what I said it was.”

            I didn’t know how to go about having this conversation, and whether I should sound sympathetic or concerned, or just passive and understanding. “I kind of figured that it was something else, since I heard you guys scramble once I walked in.”

            She nodded. “Well, this is what happened. You know that your stepfather always works. I’m always alone, and rarely get any attention. This is fine; I know that we’re both busy. But it does get irritating sometimes. I never get any attention anymore. I know this is an awkward conversation to have with you, but you know the attention I’m talking about. We go to dinner and go out occasionally, but that’s it.”

It was at this point that I realized several things. First of all, she must have had sex with this man. She was seemingly coming clean about that, and was explaining herself. She was even talking about things we would never normally talk about. It also occurred to me that I was in a very powerful position. Knowing this, and having caught them together (although not in the act), this confession let me, if desired, demand something.

“I know that it’s wrong, Damon. I do. But I couldn’t help it.” She looked down.

“Where did you meet him?” I remained looking at her, despite the continued awkwardness of the situation.

“I met him at work. Well, he was a friend of someone who works with me. He came to visit, and he eventually asked me out. I was attracted to him, and… I don’t know…” She looked truly shamed. “I’m going to call it off, though. No more. I realize how stupid it was.” This shame only enhanced my thought processes, and my feeling of privy in the situation. “Are you… if your stepfather ever found out about this, it would be horrible. I’d have nothing. If he left me, which he would, then I would be left broke, and with nothing at all.” She almost seemed to be crying, but was only on the verge. She held herself together. “You’re not going to say anything?” She asked this in a pleading way, not really in a questioning one.

“Well, Mom, I mean… Normally I wouldn’t, of course. But this is sort of a big deal, you know?” She nodded as I spoke, more emphatically with each point I made. “You know I would always support you, and do. But cheating on someone really isn’t right.” I stopped, awaiting some sort of plea or response.

“What are you going to do? Or what should I do?” She looked up at me to say this, then back down.

I thought for a moment or, more accurately, paused, knowing already exactly what I’d say. “Well, I don’t think that some sort of punishment is really out of order. He does deserve to know, but I know how bad that could be for you. Or would be.” I paused again. “If I asked you for something, and in exchange agreed to never tell anybody about everything with you and Mark, would you agree to it?”

“It depends on what it is. I mean, I…” She trailed off as she saw the slightly unimpressed look I had, as if she really had no choice in the matter and I knew it. She stopped, rethought and asked, “What is it?”

“I want to have sex with you.” She looked truly shocked at the suggestion, looking up and directly at me, unflinching.

“What?” was all she could get out. Obviously, such a demand was insane, especially given the fact that I was her son. “You want to have sex with me? I’m your mother.” I instantly realized that I didn’t want to get into this conversation. I didn’t want to talk about the wrongness of it, or the awkwardness of it. I wasn’t in the mood to debate about it, either.

“I frankly don’t want to talk about it. Or have a discussion about it. I just want to have sex with you. Tomorrow.” She said nothing, completely unsure of what to say.

“No. Damon, no. We can’t have-“

“Well then I’m going to have to tell him.” I interrupted her, sounding somewhat annoyed. Again, I was not in the mood to discuss the wrong of it, and I also knew that I had to be steadfast and, in a sense, threatening. Not in a violent or malicious manner, but in a manner that explained simply that it was not much of an option for her. I got up after speaking and began to walk out of the room.

“Wait.” She looked at me, then away. I returned to the spot where I had sat but didn’t sit. “ You really want to have sex with me? Why?”

“I told you that I don’t want to have a discussion about it. Tomorrow night, or else I’m going to have to say something.”

“Isn’t there something else? Something I could buy you? Damon, I’m your mother.” She looked up at me as she said this.

“Do you agree or do you not?” I looked at her sternly. She looked down and nodded.

“Fine.” She continued to stare down. “What…what time do you get home? I don’t want… I don’t want your stepfather to come home and…” She trailed off, beginning to cry.

“I’ll be home from work at six. Be waiting for me in your bedroom.” She didn’t say anything else as I left the room. “I’m going out. I’ll see you tomorrow.” She didn’t respond to that, either.

Throughout the next day, it was hard to not think about it. It was also hard to not get excited. But neither were a real possibility. I was so excited to get out of there that the day seemed to drag on for ten hours. But, eventually, six o’clock came and I left work. The drive home was even more exciting, with the anticipation building.

I couldn’t believe it. When I entered my house, I would be minutes away from having sex with my own mother. I knew it was awkward, to be making love to my own mother. The woman who had given birth to me. But I wanted it, and through her own faults, found a way to get it.

I entered the house and walked into my room. I took off my work-shirt and took out my wallet and keys, the way I usually did. After a quick second to stop and breathe (the excitement had peaked), I began to walk down the hall towards my mother’s room. The door was open and the lights were on, as was the television. I walked in, and my mom was sitting on the bed, watching t.v. She was fully clothed, remote in hand, flipping through the channels. She instantly looked up when I entered the room.

            “Hi,” she said.

            “Hey.” I looked at her and then the television. “What are you watching?”

            “Just some drama on T.N.T.” She paused. “Damon, please… is there anything else I can get you? Or do for you? Anything you want? I will do my best to get you whatever you want, but please, Damon-“

            “This is what I want.” I said this sternly.

            “But you’re my son, Damon. I’m your mother! This isn’t natural, nor is it right. It’s disgusting. We’re-“ I again cut her off.

            “Mom, this is what I want. It’s either this or me telling my stepfather. Which is it? I’ll call him right now, if you want.” She looked at me once more, then looked away. I continued to look at her, and began to walk towards her. I turned off the television as I walked, then remembered the door. I walked over to it and began to close it, when my mother spoke once again.

            “Could you not close the door? I just want to be able to hear if… if your stepfather comes home.” I didn’t close the door, and nodded. She sounded, finally, as if she had conceded. I slowly walked over to her until I was directly next to the right side of the bed, where she was sitting Indian style. Both of the lamps were on on either side of the bed, and the room was well lit. She stared down at the floor.

            I looked at her, almost surveying here. She was wearing a green T-shirt and gray sweatpants. Her hair had been brushed earlier in the day, most of it still in order. She didn’t move. Her staring remained resilient. I leaned forward slowly, around her staring face (which was directed towards the floor, her head bowed down a bit) and moved my face towards her neck. I then felt my lips connect with her neck, and I kissed it. Once. I then kissed it again, and after a second used my tongue. I sucked on her neck a bit and heard her sniffle, as if she were crying lightly. I sucked on her neck even harder and then stopped, and moved back to a standing position. I looked at her, and she had still not moved. I raised my left hand to her chest, and placed it on her left breast. I groped it and squeezed it. I massaged it a bit and moved my thumb in an effort to find her nipple, which was not hard and therefore difficult to locate. I moved my hand away again and just stood.

            After a moment I left the room. She looked up for the first time as I did, but I heard her remain on the bed. As I left, I stopped, turned and looked at her. “I’ll be back in one second.” I continued on to my room, and got the camera I had readied the night before and brought it into my mother’s room. I heard her say, “No…” to herself as I set it up. The tape had been rewound, and the camera had been charged. To be safe, though, I plugged it into an outlet. I wanted to film the event. That, I realized, would get me off even more. Having a tape of me having sex with my own mother! A fantasy that had always been just that. Until today. There was also another motive behind it which we’ll come to later. I hit the record button and began again to move towards the bed.

            She looked away again as I got to the bedside. I lifted her chin and looked in her eyes, which were wet with tears. I then, for the first time in my life, moved in and kissed my mother on her lips. I kissed several times, then sucked a bit on her lower lip. I was, in fact, making out with my own mother. I stuck my tongue out, but it hit only her closed lips. I put more pressure on her lips until she reluctantly opened her mouth to house my tongue. I moved my tongue around in her mouth, trying to find hers. I finally did, and licked it. I moved even further into her mouth and began to suck on her tongue. As I did this, I moved my hands to her stomach and slid them up until one hand each was on each breast. I fondled her breasts through her shirt, squeezing them and feeling them up. Our kiss became more passionate, but only at my physical request. I then removed my hands and put one hand behind her head, at the nape of her neck. As the kissing got heavy, I removed my mouth and said, “Undo my belt and pants.”

            I then pressed my mouth against hers and continued to make out with her. After a few seconds, I felt her hands on my belt. She undid the belt, then the button on my jeans. I continued kissing her as she stopped, and I felt her hands disappear. I stopped kissing her. “Undo my zipper and lower my jeans.” I then began kissing the side of her face, lowered myself, and began to again suck on her neck. She did as I asked, but never any more. I continued kissing her neck and lowered my underwear for her. I heard her whimper a bit as I exposed my penis. I searched around for with my hand for hers, and finally found it. I moved it to my extremely erect penis, and put her hand on it. I helped her stroke it for a moment and then removed my hand. She stroked it on her own as I sucked on her neck. After maybe half a minute of this, I realized that the enormity of the situation was going to make me come almost instantly. I removed her hand from my cock and put it back at her side.

            I got off the bed and took off my jeans, then my underwear. I took my shirt off as well, then piled them on the floor next to the bed. “Lay down, Mom.” I looked at her as she lay the length of the bed. Naturally, there was a pause as a precursor. I watched until she had settled, then climbed back on the bed. My penis scraped along her thigh and then on her stomach as I put one leg on each side of her, sitting directly on top of her. “Take off your shirt.” She conceded, however slowly, and did so. She dropped the shirt to the side of the bed. I looked at her chest, her well-sized breasts held by a simple white Hanes bra. Her hands were still at her sides, and I could tell she was horribly nervous. I lowered my face to hers, and again forced my tongue inside her mouth. I kissed her for several moments, licking the inside of her mouth and holding her face as I did so. Then, I lowered myself so that I kissed her neck, sucking on it and massaging it with my lips. I continued down, until my mouth was actually on the top of the left breast of my own mother. I sucked on it, my lips moving over the silkiness, the softness. I stuck out my tongue and used that as a bridge across her chest to her other breast, which I repeated my actions on. After a moment of doing this, I began to fondle her breasts with my hands.

            “Take off your bra.” She sat up a bit, moved her hands behind her back, and unsnapped it. She then took it completely off and dropped it atop her shirt. And there they were. Both of her breasts, completely exposed. Her nipples were hard, the tips thick and meaty. Her breasts didn’t sag as much as I thought they would, holding fast atop her chest. I lowered my mouth and began to suck on her left nipple, tonguing the meaty part and nibbling on it with my teeth. I rubbed her right breast with my right hand, rubbing the nipple with my thumb. I did this for a while, sucking on her nipples and engulfing as much of her tit that I could with my mouth. I spat on her nipples, making them harder, drooling saliva on them and rubbing them together. I licked the nipples once more, then moved my face downwards to the top of her sweatpants. I bit the waist of the sweatpants and lifted them up with my mouth, then let them softly snap back against her waist.

            “Take off your sweatpants.” She closed her eyes, as if wishing that none of this were happening. She glanced over at the camera and leaned up to oblige, but not before asking,

            “Do you have to record it?” She made eye contact with me for the first time, and I sternly said, “Yes. I want to.” She began to cry again as she took her pants off and draped them on the floor. She lay flat, but I put my hands on her ankles and moved them so that her knees were bent and up in the air. I then put my hands on the inside of her thighs and spread her legs. Her panties were a dark blue, the only thing that my mother had on left. Her legs had been shaven either this morning or the day before, but they were still smooth. I took a moment at this juncture to observe what was going on, and to really take it all in.

            I was sitting at the end of a bed, my mother’s bed, completely naked. My penis was as hard as it had ever been. My mother, my own mother, was lying in front of me, the only piece of clothing on her being a blue pair of panties, a pair of panties that I had many times before borrowed from the pantry and smelled, burying my nostrils in the base of them. Smelling my mother’s vaginal scent, licking any dried juices that were on them. My mother’s breasts were out, her nipples hard and wet from my very own licking. Her neck was a bit red from my sucking. But now, at this point, was when the true ecstasy would begin. My penis was already slick with precum from the proceedings, but got even more moist as I realized what the next step would be. I lowered my face towards her panties, and her hands instantly moved over them. She covered her vagina with both of her hands, looking up and making eye contact with me again. She whimpered, still crying a bit, and whispered, “Please. Damon, please…”

            I lowered my face even closer, removed her hands, and looked at her dark blue panties. I couldn’t believe it. I lowered my face even more until my lips rested on her panties, and released my tongue. I moved my tongue down to where her lips were, and licked. I then lowered my face a bit more and inhaled deeply, taking in the natural, in-person scent of my mother’s vagina. It was a bit wet, I could tell, but only because of the physical contact. I assumed both her nervousness and her uncomfortable feelings made her rather not aroused. After a surprisingly short time of this, I decided that I wanted it. I wanted all of her clothes off. “Take off your panties.” She was crying now, but leaned down to oblige. She did this quick, almost in anger, and threw them against the wall. She lay back down. She was conceding, but was upset about it and couldn’t believe the situation, either. And I could understand why. She was completely naked in front of her own son, whose penis was hard and wet, her own breasts exposed, her vagina unclothed. She was spread eagle in front of her own son, her legs slightly raised with her knees bent in the air.

            I looked at her vagina before making a single move. I wanted to let it all sink in. I wanted, most of all (apart from appreciating the situation alone) to look at a beautiful portrait that I had only dreamt of seeing for years. A view that I never thought I would be able to see. My mother, completely naked in front of me. Her vagina, covered in dark pubic hair, staring at me, her legs pulled apart to accentuate the view. Her breasts revealed, her nipples pointing to the ceiling. Her naked body. And, even better than the view, was that in this particular scenario, unlike anything I could ever have imagined happening, she was mine for the taking. My own mother, mine to have sex with, any way I pleased.

            I lowered my face slowly towards her vagina. I passed her knees, and continued going until my face was an inch or so above her lips. I then pressed down and buried my face in it. My nose touched the top of her clit, and I repositioned so that my mouth was in the same position. I let her clit fall into my mouth, and I closed my lips and began to suck. Several of her dark pubes also fell into my mouth, and I sucked even harder. I could hear my mom crying now as I nibbled on her clitoris, the meat swelling in my mouth as I licked. The scent was a strong as ever, the same scent that I had only sniffed on her underwear. My entire face was covered with her vagina, her pubes covering my nose, eyes and some of my forehead. I continued to suck on her clit, then let it loose and began to lick it. I lowered my face even more so that I was licking the entry, as well as her lips and her clit, up until the top of her slit. I did this several times in a very slow motion, starting at the hole and moving upwards to the top. Then, I began to do it faster, almost wildly, as I licked all of it, taking it in. I went even lower, and as I did so used both of my hands to spread her asscheeks a bit, and then began at her asshole and went all the way up. She flinched at this, as if this had never been done before. I lapped at her anus and cunt, drooling on it as I went. I paused from the licking as I shoved my tongue into her vagina, a few centimeters at first, then the whole thing. I licked up once my tongue was inside her, keeping it in and licking the walls of her vagina. I pulled out a little bit and spat on her vagina, then continued licking it. I was worried, albeit momentarily, that I would come in several seconds. I took a moment to gather myself, and to distract myself, so that this would not be a problem. But it was all nearly too much: licking my mothers vagina and asshole, slobbering onto all of it as I pleased, doing anything I wanted.

            After several moments of this I stopped, and raised my head. My cock, although covered nearly completely in precum, was still rock solid. I raised my body so it was more parallel with hers, and placed my mouth again over her nipple. I sucked on it as I lowered my left hand (my mouth on her right nipple) and fingered her. She was wet, if only from the natural lubrication and my mouth (it was hard to believe she was turned on; I was her own son and she was still crying a bit.) I used one finger, spreading her lips and penetrating as deeply as I could. Then, I inserted a second finger. I did this for several moments, removed my fingers and my mouth, and positioned my penis above her cunt. I looked in her eyes, and she looked directly into mine. Before anything else happened, she spoke.

            “Please, Damon, please put on a condom if you’re going to…” She trailed off, crying. “If you’re going to put it in me, please put on a condom. I-“

            “That’s not my problem,” I said, still looking directly at her.

            “But I could get pregnant. I don’t want to get pregnant with the child of my own son…” I shook my head.

            “I’m sorry, but that’s not my problem to deal with.” Her eyes welled up again as I lowered myself even further. Finally, the tip of my penis was directly on the outside of her vagina.

            “Please, Damon, I don’t want to get pregnant… I can’t…” I ignored her, and lowered myself into her. I went slow, then continued in until my entire penis was inside of her. Between my spit, her natural lubrication and the precum on my dick, it slid in relatively easily. She wept now, as I slid out of her a bit, then back in. I did this slowly at first, then got a good pace going. I couldn’t believe it, but I was fucking my own mother. I was fucking her raw, my penis sliding in and out of her, her lips rubbing against my dick. I pumped, harder and faster, feeling the friction of her vagina against me, her body pulsating a bit as I nailed her. Every so often I would slow down and shove myself completely in her and stay there, feeling my penis almost vibrating with the threat of ejaculating. I slowed, then continued to slide in and out. I was holding myself up with both arms as I fucked her, then decided to rest on her and use my hands to grope her breasts. I did so, kissing her on the lips as I flicked her nipples. I continued pumping, in and out, going hard and fast. “Please don’t come inside me.” I ignored her, continuing to grope her breasts and fuck her. I sucked on her neck, hard, knowing that I was running the risk of leaving a mark. This would be bad, because it would nullify my future plans that the video had in play. So I decided to stop sucking her neck and continue kissing her mouth.

            Finally, I felt that I could no longer hold it. I kept pumping until eventually I came, moaning and pumping hard into her. I could hear her whisper “no,” as if she knew I was ejaculating. I filled her walls with my semen, pumping harder and harder into her, giving her every last drop of semen I had in me. As I nearly finished, I pulled out and came a bit on her pubes, just so I could see some of my seed draped over her dark hair surrounding her vagina. I jacked myself off to completion, until no more came out of me. I remained hunched over, my hand grasped around my cock, staring at the semen all over her vagina. She was crying fully now, putting her hands over her face and weeping incessantly. “Are you happy now? Are we done? Can we stop?” she asked through her fingers.

            I looked up at her. “Turn over on your stomach.” She, still crying, shook her head. I repeated myself. “Turn over on your stomach.” She did so, still covering her face. I bent down a bit and spread her asscheeks. I glanced at her anus, which was surrounded by hair. I licked it, sucking a bit on her asshole hairs and then tonguing her asshole. I spat on it, then licked it some more. Her crying, however, became near-howling. I decided to stop.

            “Alright, we’re done.” I got up and walked over to the camera and turned it off. “Clean yourself up and clean off the bed. I’m going to go shower.” I picked up the camera and the tripod and left the room, retreating back to my own. I closed the door, took the tape out and put in safely in a drawer. What my mother didn’t know was that this tape was my key to any exploitation I desired. No matter what happened, I could threaten to have this tape shown anywhere I pleased. Therefore, anything I wanted was mine. But I wouldn’t ask for money. Nor would I ask for things. I would ask for sex. Any kind of sex I wanted. Anywhere, anytime. And what would be more damaging to her than her husband finding out that she had cheated on him? Anybody finding out that she had sex with her own son.

Being an only child, David and his mother, Deanne had become the best of friends. They did many things together around the house and even went into town to go shopping, or to go out to dinner or even to a movie. At 38 years old, Deanne was still an extremely attractive woman. She had David during her junior year at college, where she met David's father. Pregnant, she dropped out of college and married David's father, who now worked very hard to give her and his son a good life. Life was good and all in order until the heat of this years summer took over.

This summer was different, far different than any of the preceding years. David found himself becoming sexually aroused everytime he was near his mother. It didn't matter what she was wearing, just the scent of her body caused his cock to harden. He tried hard to conceal his feelings from her but as time passed, his lust and desire slowly started to overcome any moral thoughts of being proper.

Just the other day as he lounged by the pool, he closely gazed upon his mother's beauty through his sunglasses. He watched as his mother climbed from the cool water of the pool, the water cascading down her smooth tanned body, erect nipples standing out from the cool air passing over them, pushing through the thin material of her skin tight yellow bikini. He remembered how sexy the little yellow bikini looked against the deep dark tan of his mother's olive skin. Her wet dark jet black hair clinging to the smooth tanned skin of her sexy shoulders.

As she walked towards him, he felt his teenage cock thicken as he examined every inch of his mother's pefect body. The wet bikini fabric clung tightly to the forbidden little skin it covered. As she walked towards him, he was in awe at how her tight abs formed a perfect vee running right down into her bikini bottoms ending at her bikini covered pussy mound. He looked closely and could clearly make out the slit of her sweet pussy as she walked close to him. His mother was a complete vision of sexual beauty.

As she turned her back reaching for her towel, she revealed the most perfect tanned globes of butt flesh with her sexy thong bikini bottoms. Looking at his sexy mother from behind, he followed the yellow thong strap down, between those tanned butt cheeks underneath to her bulging pussy mound. His thick eight inch cock was rock hard as he took in every inch of his mother's sweet ass and pussy. In his mind, she was simply a goddess of a perfect woman, mother or not.

As his mother turned, just before her son pulled the towel across his waist, she was almost positive she saw his cock was hard. Deanne wondered which of his sexy young girlfriend's he was thinking about, or was it her gorgeous mature full body that was completely arousing her only son. She felt a tingle of excitement between her legs as she brought the image of her son's hard cock back into her mind as she passed by him.

As David's sexy mother passed by him, his mind drifted back to the previous day. He had come home and entered the house unannounced. Not really thinking anything of it, he walked into the kitchen, which overlooked the pool, and looked into the frig for a cool drink.

As he stood in the kitchen, he looked out the window and gazed upon his gorgeous mother as she sunbathed upon the pool deck. As his eyes focused on her beauty, he suddenly realized her right hand was inside her bikini bottoms. His cock was instantly rock hard.

David closely watched his hot mom caress her swollen clit, her hand hidden from his lust filled teenage eyes. He slowly slid his shorts, underwear and all down to his ankles, grabbed his thick hard shaft and began masterbating with his mother. As he stroked his hard cock, he watched his mom's left hand begin to caress her right breast, pulling and squeezing her erect nipple.

As his mother neared her orgasm, she arched her back and moaned, "Uuuuuuuuummmmmm, oh yessssssssssss!"

David was so sexually aroused as he watched his sexy mother finger herself to orgasm, he began shooting cum all over the kitchen cabinets. He nearly fell as his knees weakened while he experienced a very intense orgasm, the most intense of his young teenage life. From that moment on, he lusted and longed to make love to the sexiest woman in his life, his own mother.

Deanne was about 5 feet 6 inches tall, dark complexion, jet black hair, olive skin from her Italian heritage that tanned very easy and was very well built. Her facial features resembled those of the actress Eva Longoria but her breasts were much larger and fuller. Even though she had a child, she kept herself in very good physical shape. She exercised every day in the gym, went jogging or swam laps in the pool. Besides the slight wrinkles around her eyes, she had a body that any twenty year old woman would die for.

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"Oooooooohhhhhhhh yes honey, fuck mommy's pussy again!" his mother moaned as he drove his thick hard cock once again deep inside her tight cunt.

"I love you mom, god I love you! You're so fucking hotttttttttt!" he bellowed as he pulled his throbbing shaft out and thrust it hard inside his mother's wet pussy once more.

Deanne felt her son's thick shaft with every nerve inside her tight sensitive pussy. His shaft filled her so completely as he pounded her wet pussy from behind. She could hear the sweet sounds of sex as her juices oozed from her body, covering her son's cock as her soft butt flesh slapped into his body. This felt so fucking good, so hot, so right as she enjoyed the incestious pounding of her son's thick cock.

David was again dizzy with lust as he watched his hard shaft once again disappear between those sexy tanned globes of perfect butt flesh. He was filled with pride as he gazed upon his mother's smiling sexually aroused face as he drove his shaft deep inside her again and again.

Deanne was on her knees getting fucked doggy-style by her 17 year old son, her back arched, butt in the air, her firm tits sliding back and forth across the fabric of the towel, sending waves of pleasure through her swollen nipples as they were caressed by the texture of the towel. Her head was facing to the right, mouth was open as she gasped for air while her sexy son pounded her pussy from behind.

She was smiling as she loved every fucking second of this maddening sexual incestious encounter with her own teenage son. As he again thrust deep inside her, she reached down between her legs with her right arm until her fingers found her erect clit. As she rubbed her love button, she could also feel her son's thick shaft across her fingertips as it pistoned in and out of her tight cunt. Her clit throbbed as orgasm neared.

"Oooooooohhhhhhhhh yes baby, that's it, fuck mommy good!" she moaned.

David loved hearing his mother encourage him along. Her grabbed her hips harder and begain really thrusting his hard shaft deep inside her. His cock was soon hitting nerves inside her pussy not touched before. Within seconds they both were nearing the most intense orgasms of the lives.

"Oooooohhhhhhhh fuck, uuuuuuuuuummmmmmmm, oh god, I can't believe it! I'm cummmmmmmmmming again!" his sexually aroused mother bellowed out.

"Meeeeeeeeeeeee to mom!" her son groaned as her pulled her back hard and began shooting the most intense load deep inside his mother's pussy.

Deanne felt her son's hot juices shoot deep inside her as she shuddered with once again wave after wave of the most intense orgasm she had ever felt. Her fourth multiple orgasm of the day. Her pussy contracted and quivered around her son's hard shaft as she milked his of his love juices. She gyrated her hips in circles on his shaft as she slowly came down from what was the absolute best orgasm of her life.

She moved forward, her son's now semi-erect cock slipping from her oozing wet pussy, as she laid on her side. She gasped for air as she slowly regained her composure. David laid down next to her, spooning himself tightly up behind his sexy mother, his love juice soaked cock pressed into her soft ass. He was beaming with pride as he gave his mother such intense pleasure.

Deanne rolled over slightly, facing her sexy young son, looked deep into his eyes and said, "Honey, that was the best work-out I ever had!"

They both burst into laughter as they laid there on the floor of their gym. Things were never going to be the same between them as they spent the rest of the summer enjoying the wonderful incestious love only felt between a mother and her son.

Lets not talk too much let me welcome you home and I grabbed his hand and virtually pulled him to my bedroom. Quick, I said strip, I want you to finish what we started a year or so ago.

I had myself on the bed and ready for him by the time he had all his clothes off and he was about to take his sox off and I said I cant wait quick, do me. I was already fingering myself in anticipation.

He hopped onto the bed and without wasting a moment slipped his cock into me and began to pound away. I felt it slide in all the way and although I had only been fucked a couple of times it was by far the best sensation I had felt. Geez he said this is fantastic, I didnt know you were into fucking like this. I said I wasnt when you left but I let Tony, who he knew, have me one night when I was really wanting it. He was too quick for me and filled me up in a minute. A couple of weeks later he said he could do better if I wished, so I let him have another go, but he lasted about 3 minutes that time well before I was ready. 

Now I want you to really give it to me, I know you have done a few of the girls around here and none of them complained about you. He said I have been pretty active while I was away and have had a lot more practice so I think I will be able to satisfy you. By now he had a steady rhythm going and I was really enjoying the sensation of his cock going in an out and his balls rubbing down around my ass hole.He was longer but not as thick as some I have seen but the length was really finding the touchy spots deep inside me and I could feel the head of it hitting my cervix and then coming almost out of me and spreading the lips of my vagina as his shaft rubbed my clit.

He said if you have only done it twice as you said you certainly learned a bit about pleasing a guy with that cunt of yours, you feel fantastic, my cock is really enjoying the warmth and softness of you, and I then squeezed my muscles and he said oh god that was great, how did you learn so fast. I told him what I had been practicing with my dildo and I reckoned I could satisfy any man now after the practice I have been having. He said I though about you a couple of times and wondered if we might get around to this but it wasnt planned to be so quick. By now he was starting to pump me harder and my breasts were beginning to bounce a bit and he said they have grown a bit too and he leaned down and kissed and bit a nipple which sent shivers through me and I could fell that I was warming up and it wouldnt be long before I would be cumming. My tummy muscles were tightening and my clit was getting really sensitive.I was ready. I said I am getting close to cumming  how about you and he said I will be there in a few seconds, then I said ok hard and fast this will be my first fuck when I actually came with a cock inside me, keep it going, ride me hard. 

He realy started to fuck me hard and fast and then his first grunt as his cum shot up his shaft and into me, coincided with the first moan I let out as I too came with the most wonderful sensation I had ever had. The two of us really worked on ourselves to make sure we each got the best orgasm we could make. We thrashed into each other as I lifted my cunt to meet his cock as he finished filling me up with his hot creamy wonderful baby juice. By now he had been pumping into me for at least a minute which seemed like seconds and we were both covered in sweat and exhausted. He collapsed on top of me and out wet bodies clung to each other as I kissed him and felt not only his now softening cock still inside me but his tongue entwined with mine. He slipped out and I could feel the wtness of my juice and his cum beginning to leak out of me. It was the most wonderful feeling I have ever had.

He had layed there for a few minutes as we got out breath back and I thought he was going to get off me, Dont you move, I said, now I have had one I mant more. You aint going anywhere but back up me.

Get youself ready man we are going to fuck ourselves to a standstill and that may be three or four times before I am ready to stop, even if I have to cool my cunt off with a bucket of water. I missed you like I have never missed anybody before and I am going to make you catch up on missed opportunities.

Now FUCK ME and FUCK ME HARD. And I lay back ready for his wonderful cock now covered in my cunt juice and his cum to again give me the time of my life.

 

From the first day of their marriage, Michael had been squeamish, finicky, prudish when it came to sex. It almost seemed as if he looked upon sex as debasing, distasteful, a painful duty to perform. And gradually he had shown, he had made it clear, that he wasn't interested in sex.

When was the last time we did it? she asked herself. Two weeks ago? Again, she gave out a wry chuckle. And even then, it was ... She wagged her head as she thought about it. Michael had mounted her, had given her a dozen strokes, shot his load, and then had rolled off her. And that had been it.

Hammering sounds from the porch interrupted her thought. She walked to the kitchen screen door and looked out. Gerald Lamons was hard at work, repairing a section of the parsonage porch.

Cassie watched the carpenter for a moment, and she felt a tingle run over her and a warmth that was centered in her breasts and between her thighs. He wore a tank-top and cutoff jeans. He was husky and muscular, and his neck, arms and legs glowed with a light sheen of perspiration. She felt a fizzy tingling run up and down her body; her heart beat faster and her throat and lips were suddenly dry.

She opened the screen door and said, "About time for a break, isn't it? Would you like some iced tea?"

He looked up, smiled, and said, "You read my mind."

He entered the kitchen, wiping his brow. "I should have the porch done today, late this afternoon anyway."

"About how much do you think the total will be?" Cassie asked as she poured him a glass of tea.

"Not that much," he said. "It's mainly been a job of building on supports to the porch and the steps. I will have put in a total of about eight hours labor, and with the cost of materials, it should come to about two hundred dollars."

They sat at the kitchen table and sipped tea.

"Do you know who or what or how to bill it?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'll give Mr. Chanson the final bill today, and the church itself will pay me."

"Hmm, well, the thing is, Mr. Chanson, he ... he probably won't be back till this evening. He's gone, left this morning. He's usually gone all day."

"Usually gone all day?" Gerald asked.

"Yeah. Most days he's gone--all day ... and sometimes part of the evening."

"No problem, with the bill. I can leave it with you."

"Would you like another glass of tea?" she asked.

He nodded. "Best tea I've had in quite a while. Hits the spot."

He watched her as she got up and went to the fridge, and he felt a stirring in his groin.

Cassie was in her early twenties, fair-skinned, with brownish-blonde hair and blue-green eyes. She was quite pretty and shapely. He felt his prick stiffening.

She was a looker, all right--and married to a preacher. What a waste.

He took a swig of iced tea and observed her more closely. She had a melancholy look on her face, and every once and a while he heard a distinct sigh come from her lips.

His cock grew stiff, rising and poking at his pants.

He drained his glass and stood. "Well, I'd better get back to work. Thanks for the tea. It did the trick."

Cassie looked at him and her gaze was drawn down to his crotch. His prick throbbed and poked at his jeans. His hard-on could clearly be seen. She gulped and a thumping feeling came from her tummy and ran up to her throat. She swallowed and ran the tip of her tongue across her inner lips. She suddenly realized she was so horny she couldn't stand it. Even her heart was thumping.

"Any time you want to--uh--you know, take a break and get a drink, the tea's in the fridge--just help yourself." Her voice came out rasping and husky.

He smiled and nodded. "Thanks." He went back outside.

Cassie went to the living room and lay down on the sofa. Her whole body was tingling, heart thudding, and her breasts and the little secret place between her thighs was so warm, almost hot.

She thought about her husband, her marriage, their sex life ... and Gerald. He was so husky and muscular; and his ... his "thing" between his legs was so--big and stiff.

Almost without thinking, she slowly moved her hands down her body and began softly caressing herself, stroking her tummy, her thighs. She brushed a hand up under her blouse and lightly touched a breast. A warm glowing feeling ran forth pervading her whole body. She began breathing unevenly, almost raggedly. She gulped and ran her hand over her breast, caressing the mound. She gasped at the feeling. She ran her hands all over her breasts, rubbing them. Oh, it felt so good.

She brushed a hand down, down to her thighs and to between her legs. She ran a palm over her pussy and gasped at the sensation. She stroked harder and a groan escaped her lips. She spread her thighs and began briskly stroking her cunt with one hand and with the other rubbing her breasts.

The feeling was heavenly. "Oh, ah," she breathed out hotly. "Oh, it feels so good," she murmured huskily.

Gerald worked for a little while, and then decided to get a drink. He entered the kitchen and went to the fridge, poured a glass of tea and swigged it. Then he heard sounds coming from the living room; groaning, moaning, ragged gasping sounds.

He walked to the living room and stopped short. There was Mrs. Chanson lying on the couch, gasping and panting, her eyes closed, legs spread, rubbing her breasts and stroking between her legs.

He walked to the sofa, swiping at his cock. Cassie opened her eyes and saw him standing over her. She looked agog at him as he took out his prick. It was big, stiff and throbbing. Without uttering a word, he mounted her, raked her panties down and off, and pushed forward. He grasped her buttocks and drove his hard cock into her pussy. He groaned and she gasped as he dug his dick up her cunt.

With one continuous stroke, he stuffed every inch of his long thick prick in her pussy. "Oh god--ohh, unh!" she cried as his huge cock slid up her quim. He was filling her up--filling her pussy up as it had never been filled before. Flaming stinging barbs stabbed up her channel, up her tummy, all the way to her swollen throbbing breasts.

He huffed as he jammed the final inch of his prick in her cunt. Her pussy was deliciously minty and snug; it gripped his rod like a vise.

He pulled back a few inches, clutched her rump, and then jabbed his entire dick forward. She reared up, cried out, and wrapped her arms and legs around him as his cockhead crammed into the core of her cunt.

Back and forth, up and down, he jammed his prick in her pussy, pumping his meat in her cunt.

"Fuck!" he called out to her. "Fuck, baby, fuck!"

"Oh god--it's been so long! Ahh--unh--ahh!" she cried out in passionate pleasure, heaving her pelvis up, hunching her quim to meet his lusty thrusts.

He slammed it to her, screwing her hard and fast. His big hard dick pounded her cunt like a piston.

"Ohh--ahh--oh god--oh sweet prick!" she gasped and panted and humped and bucked as he hammered his long thick cock in her hot juicy pussy. "Oh god, this is heaven! Oh, it's never been so good!" she cried. "Ahh--I never knew it could feel so good." 

He pulled at her blouse and raked her bra up and feasted on her breasts. He licked her nipples and sucked her titties and she gasped at the sensation of his wet tongue and lips licking and sucking on her tits.

He grunted and puffed and heaved his crotch up, grinding it against her cunny and rubbing and mashing his fat heavy balls on her ass. He shoved his entire prick up her pussy and let her have it. He pissed a hot stream of cum deep in her quim.

She strained her body up and grinded her pelvis forward. Her cunt gorged itself on his dick, sucking greedily on it, sucking his cum up into her core.

"Ahh--yes!" he panted in lust as he pumped gob after gob of thick creamy juice deep in her pussy.

"Oh god--keep cuming!" she gasped. "Give me all you've got--fill me up with it!" Gerald did just that. He spurted her cunt full of semen.

They shared a delicious afterfuck. He slowly twirled his cock in her hot moist cunny and she swirled her quim in little circles around his prick.

"Oh god, so good," she murmured with pleasure. "Oh, it's been so long."

"How long has it been, honey?" he asked.

"About two weeks."

"You haven't been fucked in two weeks?"

"No."

"That's a crying shame, honey. Excuse me for saying this, but your husband is a fool. A young pretty woman like you needs a good hot fucking every day."

"God, I wouldn't know what to do if I got it every day."

It took Gerald longer than he had anticipated to finish his work on the parsonage porch. He stopped work twice and went into the house and fucked Cassie. When he finally finished for the day, he drove away, slowly stroking his sore prick. Damn, but she was starved for it, he thought. She just about wore my dick out.

Cassie lay on the sofa, slowly stroking her tummy and thighs, fulfilled and satisfied for the first time in her life. She had committed adultery, she had been unfaithful to her husband, but she felt no regret, no guilt. All she felt was good; sensually good.

I don't care if it is wrong, she thought. I don't care if it is a sin. I'm not going to go without it from now on. I'm going to get it. One way or another, I'm going to get it.

Two days later Cassie received a telephone call from Gerald Lamons. He invited her to his house for a little get-together.

"My wife wants to meet you," he said.

"Your wife?"

"Yeah. I've told her about you, and she's looking forward to meeting you."

"You told your wife--about me?..."

"Yeah. I told her about you and me."

"You told her ... about us..."

"Yeah. My wife is real open-minded, and she really wants to meet you."

Cassie lounged on the sofa, sitting between Gerald and his wife. They sipped drinks and watched a film on the VCR. She didn't know what was in the drink, but it was good. She had drank a couple and had gotten a delightful buzz.

She had been pleasantly surprised at the manner and demeanor of Gerald's wife Debbie. She was vivacious and warm and very friendly. She was in her early twenties, about the same age as Cassie. Her ebony hair flowed down past her shoulders, her chocolate eyes glowed warmly, and her dusky skin gave her an exotic look.

The film they were watching was Swedish--and erotic, and Cassie felt a glowing warmth spreading through her body. When a scene was shown in the film of two nude women kissing and caressing each other, she felt a shaft of wet fire rush up her cunny.

She noticed that Gerald was stroking his crotch, sliding his hand up and down, and her heart suddenly thumped and her throat and mouth grew dry. About the same time as Gerald unzipped his pants and pulled out his prick, she felt Debbie's hand slide up her blouse.

Gerald's wife slipped an arm around her shoulder and slid a hand on her breast and stroked it. Cassie gasped at the sensation. Her breasts grew hot and began to swell and throb.

She felt Gerald's hand on her other breast. She panted at the feeling as Gerald and his wife rubbed her tits.

Debbie pulled Cassie's blouse up, slid her bra up over her breasts, and lowered her head. She ran her lips and tongue over one of her hot swollen tits. Gerald joined in and began licking the other. She gasped and panted in passion and thrust her breasts out and clutched their heads as the husband and wife licked and sucked her tits.

Debbie slid off the sofa, tugged at Cassie's panties and pulled them down and off. She lowered her head between her thighs and commenced licking her pussy.

"Oh god--ohh," she moaned with pleasure at the feeling of the woman's smooth slick tongue flicking and lapping her cunt. She heaved her crotch up and rubbed it on Debbie's mouth and gasped at the sensation the tongue was giving her.

Gerald got up on his knees on the couch, clasped her head and guided his prick to her mouth. "Suck my cock, baby," he huffed.

He pushed his dick forward and slipped it between her lips, clutched her head and slid his prick into her mouth. "Oh yeah--suck it, baby," he hissed, "suck my dick, suck every inch of it."

He heaved his crotch forward and drove his cock into her mouth.

Cassie was overcome with sensual passion. Debbie was tongue-fucking her pussy, sending wet hot shafts of pleasure shooting up her cunny; at the same time, Gerald was frigging her mouth, sliding his thick throbbing meat down to her throat.

She had no choice but to suck his prick, to open her mouth and throat muscles as wide as she could. She would have choked otherwise.

His cock was stiff but velvety smooth, firm but rubbery, and she found increasing pleasure in sucking it, in swirling her tongue around and sliding her lips on it, in the taste and feel of it. She began sucking voraciously on his dick, and he gasped and panted with the sensation as he fucked her hot wet mouth, pumping his prick all the way down to her gullet.

Never before had she had her cunt licked and mouth fucked at the same time, and the feeling was driving her mad with desire. She hunched her quim up on Debbie's tongue as she bobbed her head and sucked Gerald's cock.

He heaved his prick up, jamming it down to her throat. He grinded and mashed his balls on her chin, and he cried out as the cum erupted and gushed up his stalk. He pissed a hot stream of semen down her gullet.

To keep from choking, she gulped and swallowed the thick creamy juice as fast as she could. He emptied his balls, pumping a half-dozen gobs of sperm in her mouth. She sucked it all down.

She decided she liked the taste and feel of cum. It was so warm and thick and creamy spurting down her throat and into her tummy.

Debbie pulled and tugged at Cassie, pulling her off the sofa. She lay down on her back and raised her legs and drew them back. "Lick me," she said huskily, "lick my pussy."

Cassie clasped Debbie's legs and lowered her head between her thighs. She buried her face in the cunt.

"Oh Jesus, oh god!" Debbie cried out in lust as Cassie slid and flicked her tongue on her clit.

She decided she liked the taste of cunt too.

Gerald had by now recovered and he moved up behind Cassie, wrapped his arms around her waist and pushed his crotch against her rump. She felt his prickhead poking into her ass and she spraddled her legs and moved her butt up. He groaned with pleasure as he slid his dick into her tight ass.

She licked Debbie's pussy with gusto and strained her rump back to meet Gerald's thick prick. Stinging barbs of pleasure jabbed up her butt as he dug his dick up her ass.

She decided she liked assfucking too.

Ahh, I'm going to try it all, she thought. I'm going to do it all. One way or another, I'm going to get it ... going to get it all.

Cassie's husband was in for a surprise when he got home that evening.

She took him by the hand and, without a word, pulled him to the bedroom. She practically raped him.

She pulled out his cock and began licking and sucking it.

The preacher was speechless, shocked at his wife's behavior, but that didn't stop his prick from growing stiff.

She lustfully sucked his dick, and he gasped out: "It's a sin--it's such a sin!"

Cassie mounted her husband and lowered her pussy down on his prick.

"Things are going to be different around here from now on," she said. "You're going to give me what a husband's supposed to give his wife: a stiff cock--a hot fuck."

The preacher was shocked and horrified at his wife's language, but that didn't stop his dick from sliding up her cunt.

"Oh, it's such a sin!" he gasped.

"Whatever tuns you on, honey," Cassie replied, riding his stiff cock.

She said she had quite a few things i could do for her around the house since she was recently divorced and had her hands full with a little girl  and a baby. valeria told me to come in as she wanted to change real quick and asked if i was thirsty and to grab whatever i wanted out of the fridge. I walked into the kitchen and saw her daughter playing nintendo,so i said hi to her and the lil girl told me her name was heather and asked if i was her new neighbors and would i play with her in the pool.I laughed and said sure if your mommy lets me.Course valeria was standing right behind me and blurted out."he is more then welcome to come over anytime you want to baby" with that said and done she lead me outside and showed me some palm trees and shrubs that needed much trimming away from the pool. I told her no problem,i use to do this all the time in indiana. So i ran back home and grabbed my saw and wheelbarrow and told mom what i was doing. Mom followed me over to talk more to val,to assure her that i was a good worker and doesnt mind getting his hands dirty. I could of swore val had this evil look on her face when mom said that.

I'm about 2 hrs into cutting down this huge palm tree when val comes out and tells me the kids are asleep and would i like something to drink.With it being almost 100 degrees,i was soaked from head to toe and had my shirt off and getting really tan fast. Val and me made small talk and i learned alot from her in just a short amount of time.I didnt think much of the talk,but now that i look back she was seeing just how mature i was in my mind let alone the body.Val also made the comment about how well built i was for just my age,and kinda flushed on that comment.I mean here is this beautiful woman flirting with me and i was dumb struck. I went back to work and val laid out in the sun.I was trying so hard to focus on getting this job done,when i catch a glimpe of something.Val was laying on her stomach and i was just at the right position to look straight at her pussy and ass. I must of been staring for a few minutes,when she started to roll over to see why i got so quiet. I hurried back to work as if nothing was going on,and could feel her staring at my back boring a hole in it.I quickly gathered up the trimmings and yelled out to her that i was done.just at that moment she rolled over without her top done,and i got the full view of those huge breasts.I have never seen areolas that big before,and we both stopped in time and it took her forever to try to cover up. I wanted to keep up with her thinking i was mature and didnt say anything and pretended to blow it off. She gathered her top and quickly put it back on.With money in her hand she said she was thankful and sorry for the "peep show"that she was so use to running in the backyard half naked anyways and needed to keep in mind that she has new neighbors. I'm thinking Oh yea ive hit the lottery on this one big time.

Later that night i couldnt wait to get to bed and jerk off to the images that where burned in my head,imaging myself fucking that pussy and ass.afterwards i opened the window to get some of the florida air in my room when i noticed that my room window looked almost directly into her room and that she had the blinds all the way open.So i sat there for abit to see if i could catch a view of val and sure enogh in she comes with a full robe on.Oh yea,im gonna get a show tonight.She drops her robe and for the first time i see a naked woman in plain view.With the woods behind us i figured nobody sees me or her and this is a real good time to get really close to the view.I jump out of my window and quietly run over to the small bush line that runs between our houses.and get so close i swear she is gonna see me,but she doesnt.Val grabs some lotion and starts to rub it onto those huge tits of hers and all over her body.I see she is also somewhat shaven in the pubic region and she is running her hands up and down the front of herself and onto her pussy.She closes her eyes and she moves her hand back to her lips and starts jerking them up and down there,oh wow,shes masturbating.so to join the fun i pull my already hard cock out and join her in secretcy.She is really getting into it and i can hear her moaning louder and louder as her hands move faster and faster. I cum all over the bushes as she lets out this small whimper and her entire body shivers.I pull up my shorts and run back to my bedroom window. I cant believe i just witness the one thing boys my age will never see,i am truly blessed.

A week or so goes by and i still imagine val and that night hoping to get another view of her playing with herself but no such luck.One night We are all sitting eating dinner and val calls and wonders if i would babysit for her tonight as her other babysitter could not make it.I said sure,and she also asked my mom if i could go ahead and spend the night,just in case she does make it back to late.Val told her she was having a huge bridal party for one of her friends and it would be pobably an all nighter.Mom had no problem with it and with her next door,she could come over in case there was a problem with the baby.But mom knew i could handle it.ive done numerous babysitting jobs for the cousins as well as a few babies. 

So i packed a few books and some vhs movies and headed over.Val answered the door wearing these tight ass jeans that looked like they were spray painted on and i could make out every detail of those perky lips.Her top was a halter top that barely held her breast in and no bra which made the nipples stick out in the cool night air as she opened the door.Val gave me all the emergency numbers of where she would be and told me the baby is asleep and her daughter was getting ready for bed.So i had this huge house to myself.About two hours in i wondered into her room to see if i could make out anyone in the location that i jerked off to her,nope.You would have to put your face to the glass in order to see even the slightest out this window and was glad.Plan on doing more of that when it comes my way.I did alittle noseing and found her special drawer that had just about every dldo and lube you could think of.I grabbed one off the top and smelled it.Yep this is her favorite,i can still smell some of her juices on here,very aromic.uh oh that got me hard,need to head to the bathroom and jerk one off. After reliving myself i popped in a movie and slowly drited off to sleep. Around 4am i hear giggling at the front door and i jump up to see who it is,val is standing there drunk as a skunk trying to get her keys in the door and falls right on top of me.I get my first grope of those enormous tits,oh god were they soft. She was all over the house bumping into things and trying to get somewhere and going nowhere.Val asked for my help to the bedroom and i did. She went straight into the bathroom and i could hear her puking and gagging,i ran in to help out as much as i could but it was too late.She passed out their on the floor and puke ws everywhere,i could of left her but i couldnt.So i did the best i could with cleaning her up and trying to get her up off the floor without slipping.I scooped her up and was suprised on how light she was.I threw her on her bed and went back to cleaning up the mess hoping to make some brownie points with her.I hear her calling my name and i tell her shes alright and that i'll clean this up for her,not to worry.I think at this point she didnt care because the next thing out of her mouth was she needed help out of her clothes.So i jumped right up and nearly tripped over the clean bucket to cause more of a mess. I looked in and she had her top halfway up her head and her breast where in full view.I walked over to help her and kinda snickered at the view.Val laid back down and tried to get her pants off,but couldnt,so grabbed the hip area and proceeded to pull those tight jeans all the way down to her feet and realized she wasnt wearing panties and her pussy was right in my face.I could see and smell that odor i smelled on her dildo and sniffed it all in. I could see she was looking at me and asked me if i have ever been with a woman before.Still staring at what was in front of me,i said no ma'am.Val said well why dont you move closer to it and try a taste.I moved just as her last words left her mouth and had my lips wrapped around her entire pussy sucking in all her juices.I could feel her tense up as i slid my tongue inside her.She tells me to take my finger and work it into her pussy and i did.she was so wet and tight,i never imagined it would be like this,it was like eating a juicy apple and would not stop.her juices flowed down my finger an wrist.She tells me exactly where to go with my finger and my tongue and she grabs the back of my head forcing my mouth harder onto her clit.Val is bucking and screaming,im so afraid my parents are gonna think i'm killing this woman,but wouldnt step dad be so proud. As she is finishing off her orgasm i i look up at her and she tells me to get undressed.I do it as quickly and as fumbling idiot could do.Val asks me how i want to fuck her,i tell her to bend over,and she gets on all fours on the bed.Her ass is way up in the air and her pussy is flowing with my saliva on it.I move closer to her and position my dick at the opening and watch as it slids in oh so slowly.The warmth of her canal envelops my cock and i can feel her heartbeat though her walls.I slid my cock in all the way and she scream louder this time.I stop, thinking something is wrong and she tells me i am filling her up.Which i take as a good thing.I move my hips as the animal instincts and the numerous pornos have taught me.I dont want to cum to quickly and take my time and tease her with me pulling out of her and slamming it back in.This really gets her going and she is yelling at me to fuck her harder and harder.So i let it all go and pump as fast as i can and i can feel it building up inside me.I tell her im gonna cum and Val tells me to cum inside her pussy,i oblige and fill her cavity with my spunk all inside her coating her walls with all that i have.I must of cum for 5 minutes inside her and slowly pulled my cock out as she layed face down into the bed.I moved toward her,wanting to see if she was alright and she had passed out.So i got dressed,slid the cover over her an glancing one more time at that beautiful naked body and kissed her ever so lightly on the forehead whispering in her ear "Good night,val" I could see a small crack of a smile on her face as i walked out of the room.

The next morning,or actually afternoon,i woke up with a whole new look on life and it showed on my face as i entered the kitchen for something to drink.Mom and stepdad was in the kitchen smiling at me.dad said i looked like i was rode hard and put away wet.Mom looked at me and said she heard me come in real late and wondered how the kids did."they did great,no problems" about that time the phone rings, i answer it and its val.she sounds very giddy and wants me to come over so she can pay me for last night. I hang up the phone and tell the parents im running next door to get money.Dad makes a comment about yea i bet she wants to pay you,is that in cash or ass? I hear a slap as mom does to dads arm and he laughs.i blow it off and say yea right,whatever.But little do they now.

So i head over and knock on the door and val answers with the kids playing in the backyard,she looks somehwhat haggerd and throws me a smile.She invites me in and i walk right into the kitchen expecting a lecture on what happen last night.On the counter i see about 400 dollars,and figure shes paying bills.she brushes past me and tells me" theirs your money for last night" I was shocked,i said for what? Val turns and says "for taking such good care of me last night and for giving me the best time i have had in years"I must of turned 8 shades of red when she said that and she could tell i was embarressed by it and leaned in to give me a kiss right on the lips.She whispers in my ear"i want another crack at the huge cock of yours and i want to be sober when it happens. I was happy to oblige her and told her so,anytime day or night.

That is how i lost my virginity to an older and experienced woman.She showed me alot more things as the years passed on as well as my first threesome.Stick around for that story.

Until then

Oddjob

Emma had been brought up in a strict Christian family. The closest thing the young girl had to what one would call sex education was a brief yet stern lecture from her mother informing Emma of her "no zone", an area that extended from the neck to below her knees, where no one but her future husband was allowed to touch, including Emma. Despite her parents’ insistence that sex was an act of procreation between husband and wife, Emma’s body seemed to regard it as a basic human need on a level with food and water. Though she fought her shameful urges over the years, her entire being ached with some indescribable emptiness that only the occasional breach of her no zone could ease. By the time she was seventeen Emma could no longer resist and her small fingers invaded her no zone nightly, in the dark, stretched out beneath her quilt, with her little sister snoring across the room. Then Mr. Johnson came to visit.

Mr. Johnson’s brother was a member of Emma’s church and when he got married Mr. Johnson and his wife and three girls came to stay for the weekend. The bride and groom both had large families, so even though Emma’s parents had never met Mr. Johnson and his family, Emma’s father offered to put them up while they were in town.

They arrived Friday night in time for dinner. As Mr. Johnson climbed out of the car Emma’s eyes took in the sight of his long, lean body. He was her father’s age but he had a full head of thick, dark hair streaked with gray and hard, muscular arms that she guessed were the result of his work; he told her father he was a carpenter. As Emma followed them up the front porch her eyes moved up his body and she blushed deeply when she met his eyes smiling back at her.

Emma helped her mother bring the food out. Her father was telling Mr. Johnson he had built the long dining room table himself and had chosen to use benches at the sides to give it more of a church hall community feel. Mr. Johnson lifted the lace cloth covering the top to examine the woodwork and complimented Emma’s father on his effort. Emma placed the gravy next to Mrs. Johnson and her blush returned when she realized the only empty spot for her to sit was at the far end of the table next to Mr. Johnson.

Emma sat down and they said Grace. Immediately following, Emma’s father began talking of Jesus and his work as a carpenter. Emma stared at her plate but from the corner of her eye she could see Mr. Johnson nodding in response to her father. He picked up his napkin, spreading it over his lap, and as he sermonized with her father, Mr. Johnson’s hand lifted the hem of Emma’s summer dress and came to rest on her bare knee.

Emma’s back stiffened and her heart nearly stopped in her chest. She might have jumped except for the soft but firm pressure of Mr. Johnson’s hand squeezing her knee. She looked quickly at the man but his head was turned toward her father. As he spoke of his love for the Book of Matthew his hand, in tiny circular caresses, moved higher up Emma’s thigh. Her thoughts a blur and the conversation drowned out by the beating of her heart, Emma exhaled slowly and found her legs falling open to receive his touch.

"Emma...Emma!" It was her mother, "Are you alright? You’re not eating." Emma looked up to see all eyes in the room on her, including Mr. Johnson’s. The thrilling movement of his fingers over her naked thigh had stopped but his hand stayed where it was, half way up her skirt, hidden from view under the table cloth.

Emma excused herself and went to the bathroom. On her way back to the table her body was a torrent of nerves and excitement and she marveled at the physical sensation caused by the absence of something. Her slip and damp panties where still in the bathroom, tucked neatly away in the bottom of the clothes hamper, and every step reminded Emma of her nakedness beneath the thin cotton dress.

She slid back onto the bench, this time inching closer to Mr. Johnson, this time bunching her dress up around her thighs. But her heart sank when he continued his conversation with her father, hardly aware of her presence. She very nearly gave up and began to push her hem back down her thighs when something in her changed. She gave a quick look around the table to see that everyone’s attention was on her father, then she reached into Mr. Johnson’s lap and took hold of his hand, pulling it back to her waiting thigh.

Emma could tell she was affecting him. He still spoke casually to her father but his voice seemed dry and thirsty. When the small finger on his right hand finally brushed against her bare slit with its damp curls of dark hair and heat she wanted to scream out from anticipation, but her interest in his reaction kept her calm. His hand froze. His eyes fell to his plate. Then Emma watched from the corner of her eye as he glanced at her quickly with the corner of his mouth curled up. She felt his fingers fan out over her swollen lips and slowly, teasingly pry them open. She heard him moan.

"Emma! Sit up and eat your dinner!" There was no slouching at the dinner table and her mother’s words hit Emma like a glass of ice water. As she shot upright in her chair, Mr. Johnson did not jerk his hand back but kept still, and suddenly it was resting at mid thigh again. She wanted to cry. When she looked up she was staring across the table into the eyes of Mr. Johnson’s oldest daughter. Emma was certain she saw a look of recognition there, that she knew what Emma was letting her father do beneath the table, but surely the girl was too young to be aware of such things, and when Emma looked again she knew she had only imagined it.

The hand stayed put on her thigh until dessert was served and he moved it away as Emma’s mother drew near with their slices of pie. As everyone settled again, Mr. Johnson reached back into Emma’s lap but this time grabbed her wrist and pulled it to him under the table. His legs were spread wide and as Emma’s hand came to rest on his thigh she felt the thick lump extending from the crotch of his jeans. Her hands instinctively wrapped around the bulge and began squeezing and rubbing it. Mr. Johnson didn’t say a word in conversation as everyone consumed their pies.

Mr. and Mrs. Johnson took over Emma’s room for the weekend while the three girls slept in the guest house out back. Emma was stuck in the small bedroom downstairs and was washing her face in the bathroom across the hall when the door swung open. Before she could react Mr. Johnson was behind her pushing her forward over the sink and her pajama bottoms were in a pile at her ankles. Bent at the waist, Emma gasped as she felt his lips and tongue against the cheeks of her naked butt. His hand pushed up between her thighs, his fingers igniting her sensitive lips. He was standing again and through her bangs she could see the reflection of his chiseled, muscular chest in the mirror, his shirt unbuttoned and hanging open. She heard the grinding of a zipper then felt the hot flesh pressed against her inner thigh. Both hard and soft at once, it danced between her legs before he took hold, one hand on her ass, the other guiding the hard-on.

Emma clutched the sides of the porcelain sink as she felt the tip of his cock prying open her virgin slit. Her back arched and she pushed her hips back to meet him as the walls of her cunt hugged their first cock. He was stuffing a rag into her mouth while he filled her aching pussy inch by agonizing inch with his meat. She bit down on the terry cloth and let it swallow her cries as tears flowed over her cheeks and he began taking slow, short strokes in and out of her. Her knees shook as his strokes became longer and deeper.

She was suddenly aware that the water was running in the bathtub next to them. The gushing faucet was loud enough to hide the sounds of their fucking and she let the wash cloth fall from her mouth. His cock was quickly finding the pleasure inside her and she listened to her own voice moaning back to her in the echo of the sink basin. His rhythm was hard and fast now and his balls slapped playfully against her exposed clit sending jolts of electric pleasure through her body with each thrust. His hand was at her cheek and she sucked his fingers into her mouth looking up at him in the mirror. There eyes locked and she new she had found what her body needed. She squeezed her cunt around his cock as he lifted her t-shirt over her breasts and covered them with his rough palms. The sensation was too much when...

"You okay in there Emma?" her father called out wrapping on the door with his knuckle. She wanted to scream. She wanted him to hear Mr. Johnson’s hips smacking against her ass. She wanted him to hear her moans of lust and pure ecstacy. She wanted to tear the door open so he could see his perfect daughter getting fucked. She imagined bouncing up and down on Mr. Johnson’s cock in the middle of her parent’s useless bed while they sat in horror watching her devour him with her cunt.

"I’m just gunna take a bath, I’m not feeling well," she called out. Mr. Johnson did not miss a beat and actually fucked harder as she carried on a conversation with her father not five feet away. He squeezed the firm cheeks of her ass and the sensation overcame her. As she called out goodnight to her Dad, her voice cracked and her first orgasm ripped through her body making her shudder and moan. Mr. Johnson was not far behind her and soon she felt his cock slammed deep inside her filling her with his scalding seed.

He lifted her into the tub before sneaking out of the bathroom. She sat there in the hot water washing the blood from her thighs, her mind trying to grasp what had just happened. Her body ached and she desperately needed to sleep as the images of her first fuck swirled before her eyes. It would not occur to her until the following night, sitting on the edge of her bed staring at Mr. Johnson’s throbbing hard-on, that she had lost her virginity without actually seeing a cock.

The wedding had kept them all busy throughout the day and Emma had to be satisfied with staring at Mr. Johnson in his tux from a distance. When the parents went off to the reception, Emma was charged with watching after the three Johnson girls at home. She had no idea what time it was when the lamp on her night stand clicked on but she had been deep asleep, the girls put to bed hours ago. It took a moment to register the sight before her, but as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes she made out the form of Mr. Johnson standing next to her bed unzipping the pants of his tuxedo.

He pulled his cock free and it hung softly from his open fly. Emma sat up, her eyes wide, taking in the sight. She licked her lips and a soft whisper from above told her to touch it. It filled her small hand and grew hard in her fist as she moved her delicate fingers around it. She was mesmerized by it, and as the whispers from above continued to coax her, she felt it slipping between her full red lips and tasted the salty bead waiting at its tip. She loved the feeling of his prick in her mouth as she worked her lips and tongue up and down his shaft. She sucked his balls swirling her tongue around them before pushing her lips as far as she could down his thick pole. His cock swelled and his hips locked and she felt the hot gush of liquid filling her cheeks and coating her tongue. She sat nervously with her mouth full of cum until he suggested she swallow it.

He pulled her down onto the floor and lay back as she straddled his cock. She liked the position. She was still soar from her first time and she was glad for the chance to control the rhythm. She found her second orgasm just before his cock burst inside her dripping snatch.

Emma spent the next day at church with her family and the Johnson’s. After lunch the girls were bored and Mr. Johnson said he would take them home while his wife stayed for Bible study with Emma’s parents. Emma said she would help Mr. Johnson with the girls.

He must have had the silk scarf hidden in his coat pocket. Emma was blindfolded before she could say a word to Mr. Johnson. She had fucked him twice now yet they had hardly spoken to each other. He closed the door to the guest house and assured her the girls were playing and would not miss them. Under the blackness of the silk scarf, Emma felt her clothes falling to the floor. She stood shivering, nervous and scared, anxious and excited. His hands and lips covered her body, teasing her and exploring every curve and crevasse.

He pulled her by the hand and she stumbled blindly forward until he pushed her back onto the mattress. He held her hands above her head, his lips at her breasts, and just as quickly as the blindfold had appeared, there was suddenly silk binding her hands to the metal head-frame of the small bed. Emma jumped, confused and lost in the darkness, but his words calmed her until her feet were tied in silk, one at each corner of the bed. She was scared and almost started to cry when she felt the lips covering her left nipple, then the right. Her cry turned into a moan and her fear melted away.

Emma was breathing heavy and disoriented beneath the blindfold, unable to move her arms or legs. Something felt different about his lips and his touch. It seemed softer, more delicate and sensual. Emma’s thoughts exploded when the tongue left her breasts and began snaking its way down her belly. She suddenly realized where his lips where headed and the thought, entirely new to her innocent mind, seemed both filthy and unbelievably sexy. The thought, however was nothing compared to the actual contact, as soft lips and a wet tongue covered her sex and racked fire over her clit. Her hips bounced and her legs vibrated, and through the electricity in her brain Emma could feel the bed rocking violently. The hands that held her hips as the tongue ravaged her cunt were different, something was not right. But before Emma could focus her attention away from her throbbing clit her body erupted in violent pleasure, her own cries echoing in her ears.

Lips wet and musky pressed hard over Emma’s mouth and she realized this was the first time she had kissed her lover. His tongue slid into her mouth massaging her own and filling her with her own flavor. Emma felt drunk as the lips pulled softly away. Everything was still and silent but for a rustling next to the bed, bare feet on the wood floor. Then his weight returned to the mattress, much heavier it seemed, as he crawled between her thighs. Her feet were suddenly freed and he held her ankles in his grip high in the air, spread wide, his cock sliding perfectly into her open cunt.

Emma screamed with a cross of pleasure and pain as he fucked her unmercifully, his hips pounding her ass and inching the bed across he floor. Her arms stretched out over her head and blinded by the scarf, Emma was lost in time and space as if nothing else existed but her pussy and the exquisite torture of his cock. Her body rocked with one orgasm after another until she felt his cock escape her cunt’s grip. In the darkness she felt the wetness splashing over her tits, hot against her neck and chin, dribbling into her navel. Then the lips were there again, and a tongue so soft to her sensitive skin she shivered. Her senses were lost in the darkness and she tried to understand his mouth so sensual lapping up his own seed from her body. His weight left the bed and her body and mind swam with heat and confusion, the sucking and slurping still loud and clear though she could no longer feel the touch.

Then the room was silent. Outside Emma could hear the girls running and playing and her body shook at the thought of what their father had just done with her. A door clunked shut, she thought, and Emma listened, nervous again. She tried to sit up but her hands were still bound. Her body was wet with sex and she started to shiver, but then his weight was there again releasing her at last. He said little as they got dressed and his two youngest girls ran past the window kicking a ball. He would leave with his wife and three girls the next morning and it would be twelve years before Emma would see him again.

Less than a week later, Emma would meet and fuck her future husband for the first time. A little over a month would pass before she discovered she was pregnant with Samantha. The wedding was rushed and Emma’s relationship with her family was in tatters.

As her husband stood hunched over in the shadows of their house spying on their babysitter, Emma was not worrying about getting pregnant. She had received her sex education by now. She had met Jason at this very hotel where the wedding was taking place only a few weeks earlier when he came to her room to complain about the noise. He was the night manager at the inn, and when she opened the door completely naked with the young couple still fucking on the bed behind her, she made quite an impression on him. She promised to keep the noise down as she winked at the stunned young man with his jaw on the floor. After she finished up with the newlyweds, Emma went down to the front desk and apologized properly.

Jason had provided the free room tonight, and as Emma leaned back against his chest with his cock buried deep in her ass, she let the cock riding her pussy provide the rhythm for the three of them. The piece of meat in her hand was spilling hot cum across Emma’s lips and dribbling off her chin on to her tits, while she studied its dark sheath in her pale hand, licking softly at the swollen head. She was glad Jason had hired extra banquet help for the wedding.

Freshly showered, her bob hair cut fashionably teased, she made her way back to the reception in time for a drink before her husband returned. His expression was slightly shaken and she couldn’t wait to find out what her young cousin had done to return him so flustered.

 So at that first shag,it never entered my mind that I'd had the cum deep up inside me. Now I wondered if it had been a one off or if more may follow. I also thought about the sperm he'd planted in me and decided should he try at me again I'd make him spit it outside of me. Nieve me! Firstly I was now getting frustrated because the dumb mutt hadn't tried to fuck me or even call in to try to fuck me. I even doubted if he found fucking me was that good?but after all my husband seemed to keep coming back fot more and loved my multi-orgasms.

 Lounging playing with my clitoris I was rudely interrupted in my thought pattern by the door bell. Oh fuck! I thought,why don't you piss off and let a girl play. Reluctantly and knickerless getting to my feet,I strolled to the door, - this was a month now since I'd cheated. - "Oh,its you,why are you here anyway?" - It was the lusty male relative. Pushing me back through the door, "Quick,inside,your mother-in-law's heading this way" Roughly handling me including pushing me by my tits he got me in the alcove behind the stairs. "Shh! I think she's going to knock,but I got in before she spotted me" 

 By now the horny swine had started trying to get his hand up my skirt while giving me a love bite on the heaving excited slope of my breast. "No! It'll show you idiot" - "Shh! If she's outside she'll hear you" then went back to giving me that love bite while his horny fingers were now working me up like mad,remember I'd already been near to cumming on my own account. Now gasping and being ever conscious of making a noise as I got near orgasming I bit into his neck and he let out a yelp as my knashers bit really hard as I orgasmed just as the door was knocked. Again and again 'Knock,knock' then my name was called,mother-in-law was making me giggle just as this randy sod shoved his cock hard up my pussy.

 The fear and excitement was back at the thought of being caught and I grabbed at his ass as we fucked Oh! So hard. All thought of sperm had left my head as he spurted deep inside my vagina,again and again he thrust this spunk deep up my quim until his orgasm subsided. It seemed as if the clammer the other side of the front door gave up as our orgasm's subsided. Staying quiet for quite a while I cursed him as I saw the bloody love bite he's stuck on my tit. Realisation kicked in. "You stupid bastard,how the hell am I going to hide that and you've just put all your sperm up me,what do I say if you've made me pregnant you idiot"

 "That's easy,just get him to fuck you plenty for the next few days,he'll think its his" - "Stupid! We do that all the time anyway" - "Okay,keep saying 'give me a baby' as he makes you cum then" - "God just how deceitful are you? You seem to have an answer for everything" - "Admit it,admit what a buzz I gave you,you cumming off with your mother-in-law only inches from you as you were cumming. Anyway,who are you to shout,look at my neck,you've broke the skin there you randy cow" I admit he was right,the excitement was formidable. He pushed his sticky cock back in me again and off I went until he again cum up my insides. "You've done it again,you bastard,I told you not too" - "Yeah,but don't it do something to you? The buzz waiting to see if I've impregnated your eggs"

 At that moment,it did but it also made me feel a right little horror,cheating on my husband. "Oh by the way,I've knocked Jill up again so you'll have good company" Jill is his wife. "You can push prams together" At that moment I could have sloshed him but I'm sure he anticipated my thought and grabbed me and wrestled one of my tits out making to bite it with another love bite but as I squealed he suckled at me while gurgling out "Think who'le be doing this to you in nine months"

 He was right,I had a feeling about this second game of cheating and sure enough in no time my belly started to rise. For the rest of that time,hubby and friend kept baby well fed shall I say. Nothing exposed my cheating even if it was the source of baby. So...

 Having arrived the other side of pregnancy I was again getting from my husband lots of love and sex. But my thoughts still lingered on lust. I played while thinking of other men that I thought may try it on with me with the right indicators being flown by your truly. Then after several months of yearning it so happened that we were at cousins house and on leaving he took the baby from me as I got seated in the car,to which he now presented baby for me to hold. A tingling shock ran through me as on offering the baby up,my senses felt a finger pull my knicker leg to one side and tentively finger my clitoris.

 My husband was already sat in the driving seat only inches away from his wifes' pussy getting fingered. I made no sign of what was happening and it was no more than a minute I was getting it done but I felt my pussy juice ooze from my slit at this touching bearing in mind,his wife was stood immediately behind him. His eyes momentarily flitted towards mine from under his blond eyelashes,then the moment was gone. The bastard! He's started me off again,I knew I was going to get fucked by him again,I also knew I desired it to be sooner rather than later. Within an hour my husband was playing and fucking me ruthlessly making the comment, "Christ you're fucking horny tonight" and I was!

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 Within a week,I was merrily enjoying the spin cycle of my twin tub vibrating me to an exquisite orgasm as with eyes fluttering between open and close I saw my sexual mentor pass the kitchen window and in a moment the side door opened,realising my moment,he had his fly open and as my orgasm took off I felt my clothes rise up at the back and his hardness press against my dripping quim lips. The machine made me move about chasing ever vibe of movement and as my crescendo faultered he rammed his shaft up my sticky slit,deep,deep,oh so deep into my vagina and with the varying change of the machines pulses as the spin started slowing,he shot off shot after shot of cum up my saturated pussy.

 Pulling it quickly out of me,I freaked as I saw his wife's head pass the same window and in no time she appeared struggling with a pushchair. - His cock was back in his trouser's - "Selfish swine,you knock me up then leave me to struggle with the chair" - "No my love,I was just rushing ahead to save you coming this far if she wasn't home" - I felt my stomach roll in his lying mirth,in turn this made his sperm sqeeze out of my pussy. I knew he was a shit but couldn't quit the andrenalin rush. I headed for the stairs to clear the sperm residue in the bathroom and he blatantly made a probe at my thighs up my skirt. - "You can stop that straight away,you're not at home now,leave her alone,she's married" - Crazily,I wondered,how much does his wife know about? But it stayed at that. Again I felt so guilty but extremely excited!