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Summer Job

phoenix13 on Sex Stories

Sara needed a job for the summer. She was a student and was always short on money. She worked every summer, after the exams were over. This year was no different. Her preferred type of work was something in an office. She could handle a computer, could type quite fast, got on well with other people and knew how to answer the phone. It was all she needed. Most of the time she didn’t have to do much actual work, could chat with her friends on the phone for free and didn’t have to walk of lift anything.

This summer she found

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a job in her countries’ biggest phone company. The work was in the afternoon and she had to some sort mail and answer the help line calls. She usually ended work around midnight, which suited her fine, because she liked staying up late, but on a few occasions she was asked to stay late and help with typing, since even secretaries like to have a vacation. This suited her just fine, since she needed the money.

This Friday however she didn’t want to stay late. She was going out with her friends later and was hoping to finish early. So apparently did everyone else. The work was light, not unusual for a Friday and most of the offices were already empty by eleven. She and two of her coworkers were about to leave, when her boss came from upstairs and asked if one of them would mind staying for an extra half hour. Her two companions quickly made their excuses and left, leaving her alone to answer the call. She still had some time and didn’t really mind some more work, so she agreed.

Her boss told her that one of his superiors needed some notes typed, but was to busy to do it himself. He sent her to the tenth floor, told her to look for the only office with the light still on. Her boss was also leaving, since his wife was waiting. It looked like the building was empty except for her and the man that needed her typing skills.

She used the elevator, got out on the tenth floor and walked down the hall towards the light coming from an office on the left. As she stepped into the office she saw it was empty. She sat down and waited. It was kind of exciting, being all alone in this huge building, she could do whatever she wanted and no one would know.

There was a noise behind her and Sara turned around. There was a man in the doorway. He looked about 25 years old, but to Sara, who was 18, that was quite old.

The man smiled at her. “Hi. You most be my secretary for the evening. I’m Matt.” And he smiled again. Sara looked at him; he was nice, average height, athletic, not to light or to dark, nice smile and pale blue eyes which were even more unusual because of his long black hair, falling down to his neck. For a moment she thought about the size of his cock and was embarrassed by her own thoughts.

She smiled back. “Hallo. My name’s Sara, mister Schmit sent me up here, he said you needed help with some typing. At least I hope he meant you or else I’m lost.”

Matt went to his desk and picked up a piece of paper. “Yes, you got the right office. My secretary and I need to have this typed.” He said as he pointed to the paper. “I would do it myself, but I still have work to do. Here, come to the computer and I’ll use your seat.”

Sara went around the desk, brushing up against Matt on the way. She sat down and looked at the paper. As she began typing Matt took her seat and shuffled through some papers. After a minute he looked up from his work and asked Sara for a blank piece of paper from the drawer on her right. Sara wound the drawer locked and told him so.

He smiled and said. “Oh, I forgot. Here, let me get it.”

With that he came around the desk and leaned over Sara’s left shoulder and reached toward her thigh. She was wearing a short skirt today, because she was going out later, so she was in one of her sexiest outfits. She wore just a short white skirt, with a red flower pattern, and a matching top. Her underwear was just a red thong, the edges of which were beginning to show over the top of her skirt.

Matt’ hand brushed her leg and she almost gasped. But then he went lower under the desk and pulled out a key. Sara felt excited, relieved and nervous all at the same time. She was also beginning to like his closeness. Matt stood up and then kneeled down on one knee by the drawer on her right. He unlocked it and Sara moved her leg near him, so his hand brushed her leg just below the knee. The feeling was great to Sara, but Matt did not seem to notice. He was about to return to his chair but suddenly stopped and asked her how much of the paper had she typed. He told her he had to change something and came to stand behind her chair again. He leaned over her and moved the mouse, scrolling over the document. Sara could fell his breath by her neck, his arm touching hers as he moved the mouse. She was getting hot, but didn’t dare do anything about it. She just closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment.

Matt did not show it, but after a moment he felt her close to him to. In a reflex male motion he almost subconsciously looked her over. She was a tanned a bit, but showed no bra lines. She had a great body, a tight and slim. Her face was gorgeous, with beautiful green eyes and a small nose. She had straight blond, cut short, just framing her face, strands falling across her eyes. She was small, with tits to match. From what he could see from looking down over her, they were not very big, but enough to fill out her top nicely. He could see the dark of her nipples pushing out the white fabric.

His arm was touching her shoulder and she seemed to like it. He lowered his head closer to her shoulder and could feel the heat of her body. He looked at her and saw that her eyes were closed. He let go of the mouse and brushed her forearm with his. She shivered. Slowly he lowered his head all the way to her shoulder and gently put his right hand or her thigh. Her eyes were still closed and now she moaned softly at the touch.

He started caressing her, touching her thigh with one hand and her stomach with the other. As he moved closer to the hot zone Sara reached up with her right and grabbed his hair. That made him even hornier. He reached between her legs and touched the bottom of her thong. He rubbed it with his finger. She was moving slightly in her chair, breathing deeply and enjoying his touch. She turned her head and they kissed. Gently at first and then their tongs met and parted with a wild passion. Not bothering to be gentle anymore he pulled up her top, him hands sliding up her breasts. He stopped kissing her long enough to pull it over her head and then resumed. His hands were just big enough, with the fingers spread, to cup her tits.

Sara was wild with passion now; she was wet and wanted his cock. His every touch made her even hotter and wetter.

She pulled him close and whispered in his ear. “Fuck me, please, now.” Those were the right words for Matt; he could not contain himself any longer. He turned her seat around so he was facing her and then kissed her nipples. Then he pulled her out of the chair and pressed her against the desk. He unbuttoned his shirt just enough to pull it over his head and tossed it on the ground. He undid his belt and dropped his pants. He stepped out of them and kicked them away. Now he dropped his boxer shorts and did the same with them. His big hard member stood out, pointing slightly up, and he brushed it against her belly. Then he went to his knees before her and grabbed her thighs. He caressed the inside of her tights, then reached up under her skirt and pushed down her red thong. He threw it in a corner and then returned his attention to Sara. She shaved her pussy, leaving just a small, inch wide line pointing the way for him. She held his hair as he kneeled in front of her and enjoyed his touch with closed eyes. She spread her legs so he could reach inside her and almost fainted when she felt his tongue probe between her legs. As it slid in and out of her she pulled hard on his hair.

Matt slowly stood up his hand sliding up between her legs. Gods was she wet! He pushed her skirt up to her waist and lifted her on the table. He stepped to her and she put her legs around him and pulled him closer. He took her hand and put it on his cock. Without a word she started moving her hand up and down. He put two fingers in her wet pussy and grabbed his dick. He teased her for a moment, moving it up and down along her crack, and then pushed inside. She moaned loud and put her hands around his neck as he started to thrust faster and faster. Soon they were both covered with sweat and panting, the inside of her thighs wet with her own juices and that of his cock. He pushed deep inside her, filling her up completely. She screamed with pleasure and wondered at his size. She felt herself coming closer to that magical felling of orgasm with every thrust. She held him tight, moving with his motion, slightly raising her body, so he could enter her ever deeper. Almost there, just a bit more. She let go of his neck and leaned back on the desk.

And then, screaming and moaning in pleasure she came. Matt continued fucking her, her pussy now even more wet, and now he was also close to an orgasm. He pushed hard even as she spasmed in her orgasm and as soon as her first one ended Sara felt it coming again. Matt was now beyond control, wanting just to come as fast as he could. He pushed faster and faster, and as he felt her come again he pulled out and sprayed her tits and belly with his cum.

            After a moment to catch her breath Sara reached down and smeared her belly with his cum. She spread it over her tits and licked her fingers. She felt like a slut and she loved it. With her free hand she caressed her pussy for awhile, the sensation of the sex still lingering. Then she slid of the desk and went to her knees before Matt. His cock was still big, if not that hard, and she put her mouth around it. She jerked him of with one hand, sucking his dick all the time. After a minute she was surprised to see it was hard again. She tickled its head with her tongue, licked it and tasted his juices, his cum and his sweat. She could see he was ready to go again.

            Matt grabbed her hair and pushed his cock deep into her mouth. At first she almost choked but then she fell in the rhythm and enjoyed his rough guidance. Matt just stoop there for a couple of minutes, watching her suck. Then he pushed her back against the desk again and kissed her. While their tongues played he unzipped he skirt, now rolled up to her waist and helped her get rid of it. With one hand he held her hair, turning her head with the kisses. He kissed her neck, gently bit her ear and then, cupping her head in his left hand, went back to work on her neck. While he was doing this his other hand explored downwards, sliding between her legs, entering her with his fingers. She was enjoying the sensation, following the movements of his hand with her body. He drew back his mouth, deliberately withdrawing in mid kiss. She followed him immediately, searching his tongue, her eyes closed. When she found him, he withdrew again, so this time she grabbed his hair and pulled him close. Matt mentally smiled at this and then did it again.

            Sara felt his hand inside her pussy and when he pulled away from her for the third time she could not wait anymore. She grabbed his hard dick and rubbed it along her wet pussy. She felt hot, on fire almost, and wanted him inside her. Matt felt her need and he felt the same way. He turned her around, pressed his cock again her tight ass. His hands roamed up from her belly to her tits, the other holding the front of her neck while he kissed the back.

            He lowered himself a little, took hold of his member and slowly slid it inside her from behind. While still holding her close to him he started the rhythmic in and out motion again and she followed his lead, moving with him. Panting from passion and exertion he started to go faster. He needed release, and he needed it soon. Sara loved being fucked from behind, loved the motion and the press of his body, but as he began to pound her faster and faster, she could not keep the rhythm. Just then Matt pushed her down on the table, sensing their movement too fast for her to keep track. Sara bend over the desk, her elbows resting on the dark wood, her fingers pushing away the keyboard. She felt her strong hands on her shoulders, helping him push deeper inside her. Suddenly he stopped the even in and out and pushed strongly, making her hit the drawers with her knees and pushing the keyboard almost off the desk. She screamed in delight. As he did it again she was ready for it, but feeling inside her drenched pussy was too much too contain and she screamed again. She felt an orgasm building inside her as Matt again increased pace. She wanted him to come inside her and with some trouble, because of her own moaning, told him so.

He smiled and leaned to her ear. “Sure baby, love to, oh, you’re so good.”

            Sara pressed against his face as she felt herself go. Her eyes rolled back with pleasure as her body was washed over by a tide of orgasmic feeling. The felling continued for some time and in this time Matt continued to fuck her. A moment later he came to, pushing inside with a mighty thrust a pressing her down again. Sara felt the push, and her feeling of orgasm increased beyond limits for one glorious moment. Then she felt his cum spurting inside her and stood still not wanting him to pull out. As her passion slowly subsided she moved her ass around, teasing his cock some more.

            After a minute Matt pulled out and Sara felt some of his cum run down her thigh. She reached between her legs and smeared it on both her thighs and over her modest pubic hair. She put her hand in her mouth to feel his cum and moaned in pleasure. Matt was still behind her and now he pulled her back and kissed her on the mouth. He turned her towards him and did a more thorough job.

After awhile he stopped and said softly in her ear. “Time to get dressed baby. I still got work to do. God that was great.” And then he kissed her again. “I hope you had a nice time, I would hate to think I was the only one who enjoyed this.” He said and smiled, knowing from her earlier screams of pleasure that she loved it as much as he did.

            Sara smiled at him and smiled back. “I loved it, I really did. Do you need my help for anything else?” She said and burst and laughing. She kissed him again and then saw the clock on the wall. It was well over midnight and she was late. “Shit, it’s late. I have to go. Do you still need my help?”

Matt looked over her shoulder at the computer screen. “No, it’s almost done. I’ll finish up if you’re in a hurry. Going out to party?” With this he strolled to the corner to pick up most of their clothes. He handed her the write-red top and her thong then put on his underwear and pants.

As he zipped up Sara picked up her skirt from the floor and dress. “Yes, I’m meeting some friends and we’re going to a party. I was hoping to meet them an hour ago. Good thing I didn’t. I would have missed all this fun.” She said as she pullet on her skirt. They were both dressed now and he held her in his strong arms again.

They kissed again passionately and he looked in her bright green eyes. “You really are a cliché secretary you know? Doing it with the boss in the first hour and you’re not ever a regular.” With this he smiled and they kissed again. He held her for a few minutes and they talked. Then she had to go and turned to leave. He followed her to the door and as the said their goodbyes he reached under her skirt, pushed away her red panties and put a finger inside her.

He looked her in the eyes and said. “Just so I remember you longer. Hope to see you around here; I may need some help again.”

Sara smiled at this. “I’ll volunteer for it right away. I love being your secretary.” But what she meant to say was bitch, she felt like that and she loved being his bitch. As she walked to the elevator she smiled to herself. She hoped Matt would not wait too long before asking for her help again. This was going to be a great summer job.

Mrs Hansen Part 2

rocktola on Teen Stories

Mrs. Hansen Part 2 My First Time

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When I heard the car door slam I grabbed my towel and raced up the stairs. Just as I was closing my bedroom door I heard my mom shout, “Lois, how good to see you. Did Jason let you in?”

“Yes, Connie he had just got out of the shower and as soon as he let me in he dashed off to his room.” Oh good I thought Mrs., Hansen was not going to let on what had just happened so I relaxed a little and got dressed.

Descending the stairs I entered the living room where my Mom and Mrs. Hansen were seated on the couch drinking a cup of tea. Mom had yet to change out of her work clothes and I bent down to kiss her cheek. “Hi, Mom how was your day?”

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p>I tried to act nonchalant, and spoke to Mrs. Hansen, “Sorry to have run out on you, Mrs. Hansen I should have offered you a cup of tea.” I looked to Mrs. Hansen and I could see a little glimmer in her eye kind of like the cat that ate the canary.

“Oh goodness, Jason, no fret I interrupted you and was kind enough to let me in.” As I leaned in to kiss her cheek I could almost swear I could smell the cum on her breath but I knew it was my imagination. I looked back to Mom and asked if the needed a refill and her affirmative answer directed me to the kitchen were the kettle was still hot. I poured anther pot and headed back to the living room.

The conversation the two ladies were having ran a shiver down my spine. “I know we were supposed to go out to dinner tonight, Connie but I didn’t know the sink would stop up and I beg to reschedule our plans. And that was why I asked if Jason could come over and see if he could help.”

My Mom quickly responded, “Why not call a plumber, Lois they are professional and I’m not sure Jason is capable of unstopping your sink.”

“I hate to call a plumber this late in the day; it would cost me a fortune. If he can’t help I call on Monday and suffer through the weekend.”

Mom relented and as I walked in the room Mom looked over and explained Mrs. Hansen’s problem and asked if I would mind going over and helping. Goosebumps rose on my arms as I mused that maybe this would be an opportunity to lose my virginity but I tried to remain calm as I spoke. “I’d be glad to help.” After what you did a while ago I thought looking straight at Mrs. Hansen it’s the least I can do.

Mom smiled at me and said, “Well, I guess its dinner alone for this lonely widow.” I hoped and prayed that Mom would not invite herself and was relieved when she continued, “There is a movie on tonight and since our plans have changed I will grab a quick bite and curl up on the couch.”

“Jason, go change out of those shorts and put on something more respectable of you are going to Mrs. Hansen’s.”

Mrs. Hansen was quick to the rescue and immediately spoke, “Nonsense, Connie he will probably get dirty anyway, no use ruining good clothes.” I was still standing a few feet from the ladies seated and when I looked to Mrs. Hansen she was staring at my crotch and I noticed the same glimmer as before and I had to set the pot down and turn away as I felt myself getting turned on by the way Mrs. Hansen eyed the bulge tucked inside my tight jean shorts.

I started to run up the stairs and yelled back over my shoulder, “Give me a minute to grab my wallet and house key and I’ll be ready when you are, Mrs. Hansen.” After grabbing the essentials I took down the stairs two at a time and reentered were the ladies were just as Mom and Mrs. Hansen were hugging.

“You take good care of Mrs. Hansen, Jason and call me if you are going to be late.” “Don’t you worry, Connie I’m sure Jason will be good to me.” She said this with a smirk on her face that only I could see.

Mom waved good bye as I held the car door open for Mrs., Hansen. “My, what a gentleman.” Uh Huh I had ulterior motives because I was trying to get a glimpse of her legs, but I didn’t let on and boy did I get a surprise. She not only showed some leg, she hiked up the dress a little and very un-lady like sat on the seat and swung her legs in one at a time. I saw a small glimpse of panty as her leg was swinging in to get settled with the other.

I quickly closed her door and ran to the passenger side and got in before my fledgling erection became noticeable. We drove off towards Mrs. Hansen’s house and as she drove I couldn’t help staring at her bare legs. She hadn’t bothered to pull her dress back down and she caught me staring. “You like my legs, Jason?”

 The sexy tone in her voice kept me from embarrassment and I replied huskily,” Yes, Mrs. Hansen I think your legs are beautiful.”  “Would you like to tough my leg, Jason?” I couldn’t answer, my throat was dry and I was so excited at the thought of touching this mature woman that all I could do was tentatively reach out and rest my hand just above her knee.

“That feels nice, Jason.” She put her hand on top of mine and drew my hand to her thigh and whispered, “Have you felt a woman’s pussy before, Jason?” With that my hand was drawn up to the top of her panties where I could feel they were hot and moist. Oh God, I though I’m going to blow a wad before I get a feel. I squeezed my ass cheeks together to keep from cumming in my pants. I let my middle finger explore lower down the cleft of her crack and I could feel a great deal of moisture.

“You make me so wet, Jason. Pull the leg of my panties aside and touch me.” I did as she asked and when my finger delved into the slit I was amazed at the wetness. I felt proud that I was making her this horny but I was also encouraged by this so I snaked my finger in until I felt the entrance to her canal and shoved my middle finger all the way into her until my palm was flat against her mound. I felt the car swerve some and I looked at Mrs. Hansen’s face and her eyelids were almost closed.

“Should we pull over Mrs. Hansen?”

“Yesss,” she mumbled, and quickly turned into an alley behind a shopping mall and pulled the car to a stop behind a row of dumpsters. She killed the lights and shut off the car. Her legs spread and gave me access to her womanly charms. I tool full advantage and started to pull my middle finger out until just the tip was embedded in her and forcefully rammed my finger back in to the hilt. “Take my panties down, Jason, hurry your finger feels so good in me, I need to cum so bad.”

She lifted her butt off the car seat and I pulled until her panties were around her ankles and she kicked off her shoes and used her foot to remove them completely. That was when I noticed her smell and it was intoxicating. I had never smelled anything like it and my tool was straining to rip my zipper apart. I continued with renewed energy and added another finger to the fuck I was giving her.

Her hips were straining up to meet my fingers and she literally fucked my hand, her juices were abundant and dripping down my wrist. “Oh God your fingers feel good, Jason I am about to cum.” I wanted to experiment a little so I massaged the top of her mound with my thumb and when I encountered the bump at the top center her hips flailed and she cried out. “Yes Jason there. My clit Jason massage my clit.” Taking one dripping finger out her hole I brought it up and flicked her button and the other finger felt the walls of the pussy contract. Another small jolt of juice surrounded my finger.

“Mrs. Hansen can I lick you? I want to make you feel as good as you did me earlier.”

“Oh yes, Jason please lick my pussy.” I removed my fingers from her hole and got out of the car and ran to her side. She brought her legs around the outside of the car door and spread wide. I dropped to my knees and felt the initial grounding of the asphalt skinning me and my first thought was I should have listened to Mom and changed. But even though the knees were suffering nothing was going to stop me from licking my first pussy.

I brought my nose closer to her cunt and sniffed deeply. My dick jumped in my pants in response and I lightly touched her slit with the tip of my tongue and blew warm air into her wetness. Oh what a sweet taste, I love this taste I thought, and I explored further. I stuck my tongue as far as I could up her juicy canal and started tongue fucking Mrs. Hansen feverishly. I reached up with both hands and spread the lips apart and ran my thumb up against her clit.

“Ohhh my God, Jason that feels so good lick me, honey, lick me harder.” I removed my tongue from her hole and flicked up against her clit as she reached down and grabbed my head in both hands and ground her pussy hard against my face. My nose bumped against her pubic bone and although it hurt a little I did not draw back. I increased the tempo against the little button and she was undulating so much I strained to keep my tongue against her and licked harder.

“Ohh yessss, I’m cummimg, lick me, lick me.” I felt the first onslaught of her juices flow against my chin and drip down the crack of her ass. I did not slow licking her and I tried to drink the copious nectar down. She must have become sensitive because she cried, “Stop, Jason I can’t take anymore.” I set back on my haunches and I noticed her eyes were closed and she had a contented look on her face. “That was good; I haven’t felt that good in a long time, Jason.” I smiled sheepishly and when she reached her arms out I fell against her and she hugged me tightly.

She looked into my eyes and bent down and kissed me lightly on my lips and proceeded to lick her cum from my face. My cock started to spew sperm and I was quickly drenched down my leg. It was worth it I thought I got to eat a pussy for the first time and I got a blow job earlier, what could be better? Then I heard, “Let’s hurry home Jason, I want you.”

Donna's Workout Goes on

fredmcky9 on Wife Stories

Donna’s Workout….

I spent the next several hours in bed with Donna and Anna. They showed little sign of the intense fuck workout they’d received the night before. Donna’s pussy was a little tender, but she didn’t offer an explanation and I didn’t ask.

Anna worked over both of us in like fashion. She used her incredible body and mouth on both of us as we lay there cuddling with each other. Her appetite for cock and pussy seemed limitless. We all nodded off around 12 though for a few hours.

I woke at about 3pm to find that Anna had left the bedroom. I stood and drawing on my robe and slippers walked downstairs to find her finishing a phone conversation with someone as I entered the room.

"Yeah, thatââ‚

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¬â„¢d be great see you then, bye," she said as she hung up the phone.

"Who was that," I asked.

"Part of my surprise for Saturday," she replied. "Don’t worry you’ll love it."

"If it’s like the last few surprises I’ve received in the last day or so, I’m not so sure," I said.

"Is mom still asleep?" she asked changing the subject.

"Yeah," I answered. I knew she was up to something, but couldn’t tell what. I also knew that if I pressed her too much I’d never find out. I decided to go along with it for now.

"Ok," she said. "Now here’s my plan for Saturday. First off like I said earlier, mom wants to get you drunk and take you to the party on Saturday. Now, I’ll be doing the bartending. Instead of making your drinks with any liquor in them, I’ll make them all virgin. But mom’s will have more in them than she’s used to. She’ll be the one too drunk to resist. But I need you to act like you’re thoroughly soused. That’ll put her off guard, while you stay in full control of your faculties."

"So you want me to be in control, huh?" I asked.

"Yeah, you need to be," she replied. "Then when we get her to Marilyn’s the fun will really start. Be thinking about what you want to have happen to her. I’ll need to know before Friday afternoon."

"Okay," I said. "Oh, by the way, how did it end up with Fred the Fuck machine and your mom this morning?"

"I asked her about that while you were asleep," she said. "It seems that Fred’s control has finally been broken. It took her 3 hours to do it, but he finally came in her pussy. She said that she came right home afterwards, and that was when she caught us. She wanted me to suck his cum out of her hole."

"Did you?" I asked.

"Yeah, a little while after she got home," she answered. "She had climbed up on the bed, and flipped me over. She then lowered her pussy to my mouth just as I was waking up and made me eat her. It was either that or smother. You know he has great tasting cum and so does mom, but together it’s almost so good it’s addictive. I licked her pussy clean just as she came all over me. I wanted to go take a shower to wash it off."

"Did you?" I asked, my cock again starting to twitch and poke out the front of my robe.

"No," she replied looking at my cock. "She held me down and licked her own cum off me before eating me to an orgasm of my own. She has the greatest tongue of any woman I’ve ever felt."

I noted that as she finished this she was licking her lips again. Her eyes were starting to glaze as she moved forward and took my cock in her hand. She began to stroke it while she continued.

"She told me about what I missed while I was busy," she said. "She told me about the four man blow job she did and the cum shower she got when about 10 guys all stood around her and jacked off on her. She also told me about how Angie and Marilyn had gotten her off when they and some of the other girls joined up to lick her clean."

This was really getting to me, as was her stroking on my cock. I felt the head swell after a few minutes more of her monologue of her mother’s sexual conquests and I grunted as I shot a load off onto her hand and the dining room floor. She daintily raised her hand to her mouth and slowly licked my cum off her palm. Looking down she slowly slipped down to the floor in a smooth cat-like motion and with her cute little ass pointed right up at me licked the rest of my cum up off the tile. I just stood there like an idiot. I was too stunned to be anything but aroused.

As the line goes though, the spirit was willing but the flesh was oh so weak. I was still wiped out from all the sex I’d had over the last day and was having trouble standing let alone do anything else. All I could hear was the pounding of the blood in my ears. The few brain cells I had working then were trying to figure out how I hadn’t had a stroke or something yet.

After she’d cleaned up our mess, she stood stretching like a cat and walked naked back to the stairs and out of view. I sat down in one of the dining room chairs and caught my breath. My mind was still whirling from the events of the last 24 hours, and if Anna were any indication it wouldn’t stop soon.

I went into the kitchen to get a quick drink and look over the options for dinner. I decided to surprise my girls by cooking one of my gourmet specialties. I gathered the ingredients and spent the next hour getting the meal together. When I finished I decided to see what was going on. Normally when I’m pottering around in the kitchen one or both will come see what’s up. There’d been no sign of them.

I walked up the stairs to our bedroom and just as I was about to open the door I heard them quietly talking. It took a few seconds to determine what they were discussing but when I did I almost felt my jaw drop off my face.

"So, I’ll talk to Marilyn and get her to drop the robe rules for the playroom, so that anyone entering can be grabbed and raped or whatever then," Donna said. "That way even if he thinks he’s safe your dad will get assaulted by the ladies present."

"That sounds great, mom" Anna said. "I’ll put a roofie in his drink a few minutes before we go downstairs and after it kicks in, he won’t be able to fight or run or anything else."

"Yeah, and if all goes well, he won’t remember it, and we can use the videotape to blackmail anything we want to out of him," Donna purred. "It would be great if Marilyn knows any bi or gay guys to ream him out while he’s out of it. You know that every once in a while he lets me fuck him in the ass with either a strap-on or a dildo. I think that given half a chance your dad could swing either way."

"Like wife, like husband huh?" Anna said.

"Yeah, I’ve always loved a girls tongue in my pussy, almost as much as a cock," Anna said matter of factly. "I’m so glad I got into this group. I’ve had the best sex ever with them."

"I can tell," Anna said. "You’re getting wet again."

"How about a quick 69, while we wait for your dad to finish dinner then?" Donna asked.

"Oh yeah," was the enthusiastic reply.

As I stood there listening to the two of them again have sex, part of my mind was already working on the problem of their plan for me on Saturday. My lovely wife was planning on having me be raped by other men while drugged.

Now let me say this for the record. As I’ve already stated before, I’m not gay. I definitely like the ladies. I have fooled around with the notion of having sex with men in the past. I really like to have my ass done when I’m in the mood and the idea of sucking a cock doesn’t fill me with dread.

I found myself really looking forward to Saturday. I also knew that I was going to have to talk to Anna before then, to plan my own spin on things. I was sure that I’d want to remember what happened and the idea of being drugged out was too much.

With these thoughts finished I opened the door a bare inch and saw the two of them engaged in a hot 69. Donna was on top, as I noticed she liked to when with other women. Anna was the bottom, and she was licking her mom’s snatch for all she was worth. She also had a bright red dildo pumping brutally in and out of her mom’s ass while she munched away.

Donna was really getting into it, with her ass plunging up and down in rhythm to the strokes and swaying her hips left and right as well. They seemed to be perfect together, moving as one sweaty well oiled machine.

I pushed the door open and dropping my robe stroked my now hard cock, into action again. I lined up on Donna’s pussy from behind as I sank onto the bed, and with a fast lurch drove it in. I couldn’t get the penetration I wanted, because I had to leave room for Anna and her dildo. That was fine though as we made a sandwich of her mom and drove her crazy. I noticed that Donna also had a dildo buried in Anna’s pussy and was slipping it in and out ferociously.

I’d like to say that we all came together, but we didn’t. It was a sequence of events though, and none of us lasted too long after the first, Donna; came. She began to hurl and buck back and forth, and she set off Anna. The sight of the two of them, thrashing back and forth, set me off too as I sprayed jizz into Donna’s hotter than hot pussy. The action was so intense and the gyrations of the three of us were so strong that the king-sized bed we were in could take it no longer. With a sudden snap I felt the headboard and frame both give way at the same time. The headboard sprang away into the wall with a faint thud, and the metal frame screeched in protest as the mattress and box springs slammed into the floor.

The fall stunned everyone for a moment and then Anna, being on the bottom, began to flail about to get our combined weight off of her. This was hard to do as the three of us began to giggle uncontrollably once the dust began to settle, and the shocks wore off.

After we’d barely gotten under control again, I announced that dinner was ready. That set the two of them off again and it was some time before we could get up to go down to eat. We all dressed in robes or nightshirts before heading down and the meal was served in an excellent mood of goodwill and love.

After dinner Donna said something about going to call her boss about work, and left Anna and I to do the dishes. This is an activity that she and I have done since she was old enough to stand and hold a plate. It is a great time to talk about the day, or in this case make plans against her mother.

"I heard some of what you and mom were talking about earlier," I said quietly. "Are you going to go through with it?"

"Well I do have a couple of roofies with me from school," she admitted. "I was going to use them on you if you didn’t play ball. As it was, I didn’t need them did I?"

"No, not for me," I said. "But as I recall, your mom has denied the guys in your group access to her ass, is that right?"

"Yeah almost all of them have wanted to, but she wouldn’t let them," she said. "She never really gave a good reason for it either."

"Well here’s a thought," I said. "Why don’t we give it to her, and make her ass the blue plate special on Saturday? We offer up her ass to all comers, so to speak."

"Oh yeah, I love it," Anna said in excitement. "That way she can’t say no again in the future, and the guys can have all she has to offer. We can get Kenny, you know the muscle guy, to fuck her ass with that huge prick of his. I also know that Tommy has always wanted to fuck her ass. And then there’s Fred, I’ve never taken him in the ass before, but he might even give you a run for your money there."

"What about the rest of your mom’s plan?" I asked. "The part about getting me fucked by some of the bi or gay guys Marilyn can find. Do you want to do that also?"

"I don’t know, do you want it?" she asked.

"I won’t say no, but I’m also not sure," I replied. "I’ve always liked it when your mom has played with my ass, or fucked me there with her strap-on, but I don’t know about another guy. As for giving or getting head, I also don’t know."

"Well at least you’re honest about it," she said. "You know, if you were stressed about it, I could always shave a roofie for you and give you a partial dose. It would be enough to relax you, without blanking you out. You’d still be in charge of yourself, but maybe not as uptight."

"That might be ok," I said uncomfortably. "If you can be sure of the dosage."

"Well, I can try it tonight if you like," she said. "That way we can be relatively sure of how it’ll hit you. If you get too much tonight, we can scale back for tomorrow."

"Ok," I said. "I’ll try it, but if it’s too much we go in without it tomorrow, ok?"

"You bet," she assured me. "I’ll put it in a drink later before we go back to bed, and that way we’ll see how much it changes things."

Together we finished the dinner dishes and pots and pans. As we finished Donna came back into the room, with a grin on her face.

"I’ve got great news," she said. "Marilyn is having a party at her house Saturday night and we’re all invited. It should be great fun, what do you think?"

"That sounds like fun," Anna said. "I haven’t seen her for ages."

I almost choked.

"Well before we go to any parties or do anything else tomorrow," I said, "we have to buy a new bed."

That got the three of us laughing and giggling again, as we strode into the family room to watch some quality television, and plan the next days’ schedule. Donna surprised me by putting in a hard core porno tape from our collection. It was a bit odd, sitting there in my robe and slippers watching a fuck movie with my wife and daughter next to me on the couch. They bracketed me on either side and I felt them occasionally move or shift as the action on the screen turned them on.

After a bit, Anna got up to fix us drinks and took our orders while Donna and I sat back to watch the movie. While she was gone, Donna leaned close to me and whispered in my ear. "I love what’s happened today," she whispered. "The two of you look so hot together, I almost cum by just watching."

"Same here," I said. "I need to get a movie of the two of you. I bet it would sell like hot cakes."

"Maybe you’ll get what you want after all," she said cryptically.

Just then Anna returned with the drinks and as she handed me mine, she gave me just the slightest wink. Leaning in, she whispered, "I gave mom some too. I need to see how she’ll react."

I somehow kept from choking on my drink as she said this, and quickly returned to watching the action on the screen. It involved a beautiful brunette and two guys, one in her ass and the other slamming her mouth. As I took my first drink the one in the girls’ ass let go across her cheeks.

I couldn’t taste anything different about the wine, so I drank more. Donna was drinking her favorite, rum and coke, while Anna had a beer. She isn’t quite 21 yet, but I really couldn’t see any reason to bust her for it, what with everything else going on. Donna as usual finished her first drink in record time and Anna got up to mix her another. I drank the wine more slowly and finished about the time Donna had gotten half way done with her second.

I began to feel somewhat loose, as the room seemed to expand ever so slightly. The walls moved apart and the lighting seemed to be brighter. As the effects continued, I noted that it was much like a severe drunk. I felt the few pressures on my mind begin to melt away, until I felt like a god.

Part of my mind was still in control as I watched though. I felt very warm and had to loosen my robe to get comfortable. Looking over at Donna I saw that she’d completely removed her nightgown. She sat there watching the movie, slowly fingering herself. Her skin looked flushed and feverish as she really got into it.

Anna in the meantime was watching us with that calm and analytical look she sometimes gets when working on her homework. I saw her making mental notes as to our behavior and actions. She also removed her clothes to make us both feel more comfortable I think.

She moved over to Donna and placing her hands on her breasts began to slowly massage them and tweak her nipples. This had the desired effect as Donna began to reciprocate. They in turn reached over to me in an unspoken invitation to join them. The almost rational part of my mind could see that Donna was not in control of herself, but the rest of me just didn’t care.

I began by stroking Donna’s legs, knees and thighs. I moved slowly up her thighs to the interior of her hips, just where the legs and vagina come together. This is a very erotic zone for Donna, and I stroked and kneaded very slowly, letting her get the full effect. I’d been doing this for a moment when I noticed that Anna was gone. I looked over at the TV and saw her loading a different tape into the machine. After a few moments I saw that it was a tape of the session in which she’d taken her brother, Sam to a party.

Donna was moaning, by my massage of her thighs and vulva, as I looked back at the screen again. I felt Donna’s cum squirt over the back of my hands as I saw Anna’s pussy slowly engulf Sam’s big cock on the screen. It was easier to hold on as Donna came. It was as powerful as past orgasms, but her muscular control was off, so it wasn’t as violent.

She came down from the high of the orgasm, but looking into her eyes, all I saw was hunger for more. At this point Anna walked back into view. I’d somehow lost track of her, in the mental haze and saw that she’d donned her mother’s strap-on. She smiled wickedly at me as she turned and prodded Donna onto her face and shoulders, with her ass high in the air. Anna slowly rubbed lube on the head of the strap-on and pushed the nub of it into her own pussy. Leaning over, she probed her mom’s ass with a delicate index finger generously coated in lube.

"When I’m done with her, you’re next," she said to me.

Donna had meanwhile squirmed around on the couch and placed her head next to my lap. Using only her teeth, she grabbed and untied my robe. Spreading it apart with her face she leaned in and began to slowly give me head. I heard and felt her grunt as Anna shoved the strap-on into her with a series of short jabs. As this happened Donna was ever so slowly licking my shaft from base to head, and swirled it with her tongue.

As I’ve stated before, Donna is a cock-sucking genius. Her mouth, tongue, and teeth all come into play. The drug might have robbed her of some of her gross motor control, but there was nothing wrong with her mouth. She alternated between low and high pressure on my cock, sucking and licking at various speeds. Just as I began to feel like I was losing it, she reached over and grabbed my balls and squeezed to hold me off. This was one of her slow, blowjobs. Running on instinct alone, she was giving me her very best.

The drug in the wine allowed me to feel all the sensations, but it also kept me in the flow of things very well. The rational part of me, remarked on her technique, while the rest of me just enjoyed it. This was while Anna was fucking her ass with deliberation. She used all of her athletic prowess to move and groove it on. She alternated pace, depth, and direction, all the while Donna was groaning around my cock head.

Donna had another huge orgasm, as Anna piled into her, and as before, she came hard, but without the furniture destroying force I’m used to. Donna pulled her mouth away from my cock and moaned her pleasure in a string of unintelligent sounds and pieces of words.

"Now it’s daddy’s turn," Anna said with an evil grin.

I turned around away from her with my ass in the air, as her mother had done. Donna shifted along with me to keep my cock in her mouth. Anna repeated her careful lubing procedure, and ever so slowly began to insert the rubber dick into my ass. I was definitely in the mood. Whether it was the topic and time I’d had to think about it, or the drug, I couldn’t be sure.

It felt like forever until she bottomed out the phallus in my rectum. My anal muscles, while they hadn’t gotten as much as workout as Donna’s usually did, were ready for all she could give. While she butt fucked me, she reached around and gently pulled and stroked my balls. I could feel her mother’s delicate tongue reaching past me to lick Anna’s sweet pussy every time she pushed in.

It got to the point where the sensations began to merge. I think that it was some aspect of the drug, but at this point I didn’t care. I couldn’t tell what was turning me on more. The mouth expertly milking my cock, the hand gently playing with my sac, the rubber dick in my ass or the sight of my son slamming his huge cock into his sister’s gushing pussy, on the TV. I couldn’t differentiate between them anymore. All I felt was a gentle peace, and the beginnings of the most powerful orgasm of my life.

Suddenly I could take no more. I shot my load into Donna’s ever cum hungry mouth. Anna also seemed to sense what was happening and pulled away. I know that I couldn’t have shot too much, drained as I was from the events of the last days, but I felt as if I was cumming forever. I looked at the screen to see Anna slowly licking her own cum, from her brother’s immense cock.

When I was spent I felt slightly more clear-headed and turned again to focus on the screen. I saw that someone had chained Sam to the altar, and the other women present were having their way with him. I saw his strain against his bonds, with his immense strength and saw with some satisfaction one of them tear away. This seemed to drive the crowd wild as they surged in and held him down with their beautiful naked bodies. Everywhere I looked I saw beautiful women licking, stroking, kissing or sucking at some bit of exposed flesh. The sensations he experienced must have been as unbelievable as the orgasm I’d just had.

I continued to watch Sam’s activities on the screen. Donna was lying there content as a kitten with her mouth full of cum, while Anna took a break. Anna and I watched Donna start to slowly stroke her pussy with one hand, while pulling at her nipples with the other. She appeared to be transfixed by the occurrences taking place on the screen.

After watching Sam take all cummers for about a half-hour, Anna again reached over to pull gently on my pud. It didn’t take long with her help to get it really hard again. She had retained the strap-on and was again lubing it up for action.

"I want to fuck mom in the ass, while you do me in mine," she whispered.

I grinned an affirmative while she again lubed up her mom’s asshole. Donna was feeling no pain, and while greatly robbed of her motor control, was more than compliant. She was like a living doll. We could pose and move her anyway we wanted. Her willpower was also greatly diminished and she let us do anything we wanted with her.

Anna, finishing up the anal lube, slowly inserted the strap-on’s plastic head into Donna’s shiny rectum. This time Anna was going for a more seductive, slow and pleasurable fuck. She stroked in and out for several minutes while I cranked on my cock and lubed it as well.

I climbed up behind the two of them. Donna was on the bottom, while Anna was doing a kind of doggy-style while standing on her knees. Anna leaned forward and using that phenomenal body of hers, levered herself between us. I held part of her weight with an arm around her belly, while the rest was balanced on her mom’s ass. I took a page from her book, and ever so slowly entered her ass.

As usual while in my home away from home, I stroked and pushed and pulled. After a short time Anna and I got into a complicated rhythm, me pushing in her, while she pulled out of her mom. We played around with the order, and frequency. At this point no words were spoken, the only sounds were the grunting of Donna, the sighs of Anna and my own feverish panting.

I could feel a change coming soon, however as I felt both Donna and Anna begin to ever so slightly speed up. Anna was becoming more vocal the more she moved and Donna was grunting like a stuck sow. I watched a fine trickle of sweat bead up and begin to flow down Anna’s back, near her hairline. As it moved further down, it picked up more, and it increased speed. Before it could disappear into the crack of her ass, I leaned in and licked it off the middle of her spine.

It was like lighting a rocket. Anna began to thrash and buck like she always does in the throes of an intense orgasm. This must have been the catalyst for Donna as well, as she joined her little girl. The two of them began to shake the bed, the frame and me like I was hardly there. I heard more creaking and snapping as the remains of the bed began to break under the combined force of their orgasms. I held on for dear life, I was determined to see this through to the end, and not fake one, or shoot anywhere else.

I barely rode the two of them through that orgasm, and as I continued to plow her ass, also rode through two more each of both Anna and Donna. With each jolt I was losing my grip on the sweaty little darlings and it was much harder to continue on. I saw Anna become drenched with sweat and cum, and I still continued on.

After an in determinate time later, I felt the familiar twinge in the head of my rod, and began to really pump it to her. Anna had as I watched also continued to match me thrust for thrust in her mom’s ass. For every bump or grind I gave her, she passed it on to Donna.

"Oh shit baby," I screamed, "here it comes." I said this as I again flooded her ass with my cum. This again had a trickle down effect as the two women beneath me also came incredibly hard. We moved as if we were one large animal joined at the ass. As this occurred I again heard snapping and breaking, this time from within the mattress itself.

The sights I saw were incredible. Here were the two loveliest women in town, covered in sweat, cum and shit, lying in the remains of a 5 year old king sized mattress. The smashed and splintered headboard partially sticking out of the wall, and the three of us lying there like the dead. The room was suffused with the odor of our sweat, mixed with the scents of semen, girl cum, and shit.

The tape had continued on without us. I looked over and barely registered that both Marilyn and Angie were administering to Sam. While one of them rode his mustache, the other rode his huge cock. I looked at the screen and felt a brief pang of jealousy that he was so much more endowed than I was. His cock was almost twice my girth and half again my length. It was no wonder that the women on the tape had worshipped him as they had. He could give any of the men in Mariyln’s group a run for their money on length alone.

Angie was throwing herself up and down on it like a pogo stick, smashing herself brutally upon the head and shaft. He met the challenge well, and was obviously doing well with his mouth. As Marilyn was also jumping and screaming like a wild woman.

I took all this in, as I lay there panting for breath. Donna was also sucking wind like a bellows. Little Anna, in much better shape; didn’t require anywhere near as long to recover, and was soon nestled between Donna’s and my laps. She alternated licking and sucking either of us, eating her own shit and slurping her mom’s pussy. The combination of all the sex, the alcohol, and the roofie was too much and I felt myself drift off into a hazy sense of dreamland, where reality and fantasy merged. Some point after that I lost consciousness.

If I dreamed, I can’t remember it. I awoke feeling a bit out of it, with what felt like a mild hangover. I recognized that what had woken me up was a broken spring protruding from the mattress. I looked about the bed and saw that it looked much as if a truck had run it over. The headboard was in three pieces, one of which was sticking in the wall. The frame, box springs and mattress were lying flat on the floor. The mattress on which I lie, was pointed up in several places and I could see spots where the springs were piercing the sheet.

Donna and I were alone in the bed, Anna having left at some point. I gently prodded Donna, with no affect. I tried again with more force, and with the same result. I could hear her snoring softly and after several more unsuccessful attempts, gave up. I slipped out from under the covers, and staggered into the bathroom for a piss, and shower. The hot water served to clear my head well and by the time I was done, felt as if I could begin to face the day. I put on a robe and my warmest slippers and after looking in on Donna moved down the hall.

I followed my nose downstairs to the kitchen and discovered that Anna had again cooked a great breakfast. She stood at the range naked except for an apron. As I entered she heard me, and turned to give me a quick kiss before pointing to the coffeepot. That was the best news I’d had all morning. I made my customary cup and sighed into a chair.

After a few moments Anna finished what she was doing and plating the meal up swished her way towards me.

"Not anymore now, please baby," I said groaning. "I think it’ll fall off if I do anything with it right now."

"Yeah, I know," she said. "I feeling a little whipped myself right now. How’d you sleep?"

"I slept fine," I replied. " I have a bit of a hangover though."

"Yeah some people react that way," she said. "It’s a chemistry thing. I’ve taken it before and do okay, and I hope that mom will be the same."

"She was still out of it, when I came down," I told her.

"She’ll probably sleep for a while longer," she said. "It’s a good thing though, the longer she sleeps the lower the chances of a hangover, and the less she’ll feel it."

"So after I passed out last night, what did you do?" I asked.

"Not much", she replied. "Mom was pretty much out of it, but she stayed awake. We just watched the movie some more, and I had her lick me for a while. About an hour after you passed out, she did too."

"So you’re going to have to watch how much roofie you give her tonight then," I said.

"Yeah, I’ll give her what I gave you, maybe a little less," she said. "I definitely will keep the alcohol away from you both tonight. I think that’s what did you both in. I think that if we do the same amount without the booze you should do fine. Do you want to do any tonight?"

"I don’t know, it seems ok," I said. "Let me think about it, and I’ll let you know."

"Fair enough," she answered. "So what’s your plan for today?"

"I think that I need to go bed shopping," I said. "Do you want to go with me?"

"I think that would be great, let me get cleaned up and check on mom," she said standing up. She turned and with a bit of a spin untied the apron and threw it at my head. She laughed and pinched her nipples, and ran from the room.

After my pulse slowed down I got a refill on the coffee and went back upstairs to dress. As I was pulling on my shoes, Anna entered the room, and bent over her mom to check her out. She was dressed in the tightest bell-bottom, hip hugging jeans I’d ever seen. She had topped this off with a mid-riff baring mini-shirt and a wide belt. The pants rode so low on her hips that if you looked closely enough you could see just the barest hint of muff hair at the top. She wore some flat sandals, and bright yellow sunglasses.

"Are you ready dad?" she asked.

I had to take a breath or two before I could answer. She was stunning. Her high, firm breasts were held up with a small lacy bra that was clearly visible through the scoop neck of the shirt. She stood with her legs ever so slightly spread in a very provocative yet natural pose. The effect took my breath away a moment.

"Yeah," was the only thing my punchy head could come up with in response.

We left her mom still sleeping on the ruined bed, and went downstairs and out to the garage. We piled into my large truck and pulled out onto the road. We discussed the merits of several bed designs as we drove downtown. I favored the normal and old fashioned style like the one I had. She reminded me that not only was it not the best bed for me, but that our combined energy had been sufficient to destroy the one we’d had.

We dickered like this back and forth through a couple of the chain stores before coming to a smaller and more expensive place in the center of town. I’d driven past a few times before and had heard the radio ads, but had never really thought much about it. We pulled up and still discussing the pros and cons, stepped into the place.

They had an impressive selection, of spring mattress types, water beds and the new foam types. We looked about for several moments before a salesman approached. He was a white guy in his early 20’s with a slight build, red hair, and his clothes while clean were, a bit ratty. He stopped a few paces away and I could see him drinking in Anna.

She had her back turned to him, and I was pretending to look at something else. He stared at her ass and moved up from there. His eyes lingered on the shapely swell of her ass cheeks and then moved up to the partially revealed turn of her right breast. I could see his face flush as he stood there, and felt on top of the world. I knew that she was mine. She finished her turn and caught the barest glimpse of him before he faked a cough and introduced himself.

She smiled her most beguiling smile and they began to discuss our mattress needs.

"I think we need a large bed," she said innocently. "Something with a lot of room to move around in. We also need something strong, able to really take a pounding."

Her words hit this guy like a club. He was trying to make a sale and she was both enchanting him with her eyes and figure and making him hard as rock with her words. It got to the point where after a few minutes I couldn’t take any more and left them to work it out. I went to the restroom for a piss and laugh.

I came back from the restroom and found them over at the foam bed mattresses. She was sitting on the very edge of the bed while he stood over and in front of her. With only a little more effort she could lean in and blow him right there. I looked around the showroom and as it was early Saturday morning saw no one else. He had evidently been picked to open for the day and there weren’t any more salesmen in the place.

I stopped where I was and watched the proceedings with some interest. She was speaking again and I could just make out what they were saying.

"I really like this kind of bed, but its just so expensive," she pleaded. "I’d really like to have one like it, but I’m sure that my daddy will say no, when he finds out how much it is. Is there any way you could take anything off the price for me?" She said this as she ever so lightly brushed the bulging front of his slacks with her fingernails.

"I uh, think that maybe we have a sale on them," he stammered. "I’d have to check," he said while I saw the wheels in his head turning. He was caught between the chances of nailing this incredibly hot girl, and the fear of being caught by a customer, or another employee.

"I think that I can make you think about it a bit better," she said as the shameless little bitch reached up and slowly pulled his zipper down.

His brain was locked, as I think anyone else’s would be in the same circumstances. He was paralyzed as her small deft hand reached into his pants and pulled his hardening cock out. He started to swivel his head left and right looking around to see if anyone was approaching.

"What if your dad, comes back?" he grunted.

"He’s taking a shit, he’ll be a while yet," she said looking up into his eyes. "I can make you feel great if you let me, but I do want a deal on this first."

"Sure, anything you want," he said thrusting his cock at her mouth.

"How about 30% off the sale price," she said right before slowly licking his glans.

"I don’t know if I can do that," he moaned.

"I’m sure you can figure something out," she whispered to him as she took the head into her mouth and sucked ever so lightly.

He started to shudder as she plied her trade on him. I watched, from the distance a bit envious, but knowing that I’d get more of her later. She worked him up with all the skill her mother and she both had. Having been there and gotten that, I could tell that he was going to have a rough time explaining this to his boss. She used her mouth, lips, tongue and hands to really work him over.

Every so often she’d stop and work the deal as well. By the time he was ready to shoot, she had him down to half off the sale price, with us taking one with us when we left. He’d given her an extended warranty, and offered free setup as well.

She took her mouth off him as he began to cum and the semen shot out and arced across the intervening space to land on her chest between her tits. He shuddered through the rest of his orgasm and watched with bulging eyes, as she reached into the scoop neck of the shirt and collected his sperm on her fingertips. She ever so slowly and seductively licked them clean, as she used her other hand to pull her breasts from her bra and smear them with some of the runoff.

I’d never seen anyone so young, look so much like he’d have a heart attack. He just stood there rooted to the spot, transfixed by the image. I think I was too, until I heard the front bell ring indicating someone’s entry. I looked back over my shoulder and saw two people obviously dressed as salesmen walking into the store, talking and drinking coffee.

I coughed loudly to draw their attention and signal to Anna. I moved over towards them and began to converse, after a minute or two Anna and the young man came out of the other showroom, and moved over to the sales counter. I saw this and making my excuses moved over to pay for the bed and get directions to where their loading dock was.

Anna stood there looking normal but a bit smug. The young fellow had recovered some from what he’d just experienced, but still looked a bit flushed and disarrayed. He quickly stammered through the finishing details, price and instructions to the dock. His fellow salesmen checked Anna out in passing and I saw the smirk on Anna’s face get bigger as she saw them as well.

As we finished I couldn’t resist what I said next. It was just so appropriate, and I thought that if I didn’t the day would be wasted.

"Anna honey," I said looking at her chest, "you missed a little."

She just laughed and reached up to her chest and brushed an imaginary speck of cum from it, before putting her finger back into her mouth and slowly licking it. This while the poor sales guy stood there about to pass out from shock and surprise.

Anna and I were still giggling like crazy as we left the store for my truck. She really cracked up and was rolling after she sat down in the passenger seat. I thought she’d piss herself the way she was carrying on. She didn’t calm down until I’d backed up to the loading dock and between the dock boy, and myself had half loaded the mattress and frame into my truck bed. After we strapped the whole thing down, we drove away, Anna still holding her sides.

When we got home we unloaded the bed and frame, and left it propped up against the front of the garage, and then went inside to pull down the remains of our old bed. I was pleased to see that Donna had gotten out and was finishing her breakfast as we entered. She was none the worse for wear and apologized for drinking so much the night before, that she couldn’t remember much of the night’s happenings. I made some excuse and with Anna following made short work of tossing the old bed out the second story window into the back yard.

Together we manhandled the other bed into the room and after about an hour had it up and ready for use. Donna had slipped new sheets onto it, and was fluffing the pillows when I stripped my clothes off and laid down in the middle.

"I think we need to christen this properly don’t you?" I asked. I didn’t have to ask twice as I was shortly wrapped around the two of them, hands and mouths searching out each other’s pleasure. I lay back and received a fantastic double barrel blowjob from the two of them.

Anna was concentrating on the shaft and my balls, while Donna worked the tip. They’d come to an unspoken agreement to make me last as long as they could. Which for the two of them, was quite a while. I was helpless to do anything but close my eyes and try to remember how to breathe. After a time I couldn’t begin to measure, I shot a load up and out, under strong pressure from Anna’s left hand. The two of them contentedly began to lap up my jism and tongue kiss to swirl it between them.

They followed this up by lying side to side and fondling each other’s tits and pussies. I just leaned back and enjoyed the show. After a few minutes of this they moved head to tail and began to lap each other’s pussies. Anna delicately and deliberately exploring her mom’s snatch, while Donna just dove in, licking, slurping and nibbling to beat the band.

I watched them cruise through two more orgasms each. They had their customary hard cums and while they thrashed as much as they always did the bed took it like a trooper. Except for the comfort of it, I might as well have been on the floor as much as it moved. I nodded off and caught a nap while they continued.

Family Farm Fun!

XAshleyX on Animal Stories

Kim stepped off the bus in the small rural, central Illinois town. She was smiling from ear to ear. She turned and saw her Aunt Mae standing waving to her. She ran and threw her arms around her favorite Aunt. She was enveloped in a warm hug and smelled the nice perfume her Aunt wore. Her perfume always reminded Kim of fresh flowers. Her Aunt's soft full breasts felt so wonderful against her body.

"My goodness, Kim, you have grown since I last saw you. You are really getting to be a lovely young lady," her Aunt said, holding her at arm's length. Kim's young figure was developing nicely. Her breasts now fit a size-C cup that she was very proud of. Just slightly above five feet, she had shiny brown hair just past

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shoulder length, and wore it curled forward, framing a lovely face.

"You are really lovely. You are really filling out. I think you are going to be like your Mom and I in that department. And such lovely hazel eyes, and I'll bet the boys go crazy when you bat those long eyelashes at them," Aunt Mae said, still holding her.

Kim was embarrassed at the praise, but pleased that her beautiful Aunt liked her young looks. She knew she was slightly heavy, but that ran in her family. A friend referred to her as 'Reubenesque' and she liked that. She remembered Reubens' paintings of beautiful 'full-figured women.' God, what lush erotic figures they had. Some of the models in today's fashion magazines looked like they were on a starvation diet - no-tit, skinny bitches!

Her Aunt asked her how the trip had been and how her mother was. They talked for several minutes as the luggage was being unloaded from the bus. She had almost forgotten how beautiful and full-bodied her Aunt was. Mae was two years younger then her mother, and just as pretty. The two sisters' bodies were both built along similar lines, full and sensual. Kim hoped when she grew up she'd have big tits like them. She looked at her Aunt's breasts and wondered what size bra she wore. Her own C-cups were nice, but Mae's breasts were larger, fuller, and sexier. She wondered momentarily what they looked like naked. She shook off the thought.

She had a whole two weeks to stay at her Aunt's house. It was summer and her Mother had wanted her to spend some time on her Aunt's farm. Kim had been there before several times, and loved the quiet countryside, the warm friendly house, and the freedom to do pretty much as she wanted to do.

The neat farmhouse was as she had remembered it. Stepping inside, she smelled the familiar odors of furniture polish, the very faint odor of mothballs, and suddenly the delightful aroma of fresh-baked bread. She knew which room was hers and put her suitcase inside it. She slipped off her shoes and ran to the kitchen. Her Aunt Mae hugged her again and had her sit down, and cut off a huge chunk of still-warm bread, smothered it with farm butter, and put a jar of honey, one of home made strawberry preserves, and another of pear preserves before her.

She went from one jar to the next; unable to decide which was the best. Her Aunt had put a large glass of milk before her and she ate ravenously, as she hadn't had any lunch on the bus.

Filled and happy, the girl thanked her Aunt and ran to her room. She rummaged through her clothes and selected a pair of shorts and a tube top. Stripping to her panties, she stood a moment looking at herself in the mirror. She taken off her bra, and her developing breasts were nicely rounded cones. Her areolas - she knew the term - were small and puffy; her nipples also small. She hoped they grew. She had pulled and rolled them since she was small, hoping they would get longer. She pulled at her nipples a little and it felt so good. It made her pussy tingle and she ran a hand under her panties and felt the soft brown pubic hair. She had shaved it a little, shaping it. Her finger moved down to her slit and she pressed it inward a little. She liked the feeling. Looking in the mirror, she slipped her panties down so she could see her pussy.

She looked in the mirror and smiled. Many times before she had taken a hand mirror and looked at her pussy. Her cunt-lips were full and just peeking out a little. She ran her finger between her inner lips, and parted the deep pink lips. It felt so erotic. She ran her wet finger upward to find her clit, well hidden by it's hood, but now itching and swelling a little.

She and Trish, a close friend, had already discovered that they could rub their pussies and it felt so good. Trish had showed her clit to her, as well as how delightful it was to rub it, and to stick things inside you, but very carefully. They had tried cucumbers - almost anything that had a rounded tip. Kim had watched fascinated as Trish had taken a 'pump' toothpaste tube, with a rounded tip, and slipped it almost all the way inside her pussy. They had rubbed their pussies and clits till they came. It was delightful, and Kim was tempted to reach over and rub Trish's pussy, but held back. She loved the look of Trish's pink pussy when she finally pulled the tube out of herself. Her pussy was open for a moment, and Kim could see the pinkness deep inside her pussy, and smell the delightful odor of her friend's excited cunt. It made her mouth water - and her pussy tingle - to look at it.

Standing there, she rubbed her clit just a little. It felt so good. She withdrew her finger and brought it to her nose and smelled the odor of her cunt. It was a little strong from sitting cooped up in the bus. She'd have to take a bath or shower later. She giggled and slid her finger in her mouth and tasted her pussy juices. She loved that term. Pussy. Pussy. She laughed out loud and slipped on a tube top, her shorts and ran her hands through her long brown hair. She took a moment to put a rubber band around it, bringing it back in a ponytail.

She went out into the house. Her Aunt saw her barefooted and asked her to put on her sneakers, as the farm had many hazards for bare feet and she could get serious infections from cuts. She dutifully obliged, wishing she could go barefoot.

Kim knew the farm and its boundaries, and the farm was a safe place for her. She ran out to the barn to see the young Shetland pony. He was a gorgeous animal. She stroked him and was joined by the two farm dogs. One was a collie, named Bullit, the other a smaller Rat Terrier named Scooter. They knew her from previous visits and danced around her. She petted them both, stroking their soft coats, and scratching their ears, much to their delight.

At the back of the farm was a large pond, and she loved to go there. The dogs followed her, happy to have found a friend who paid attention to them. She and the dogs walked together. She felt so free. Crows cawed in the fields and meadowlarks sang nearby. At the pond, she walked out on the short wooden pier and sat down on a wooden bench and watched the white ducks and geese swimming over the glassy water. She slipped her shoes off and moved down onto the pier and dangled her feet into the water.

The water was warm and inviting. She knew she was safe here with the dogs, and the trees gave shelter from prying eyes. She laughed and slipped off her clothes. She stepped naked down the short wooden ladder into the water, and it was just the right temperature. She was an excellent swimmer and glided through the water, a nude water nymph. The dogs barked and ran up and down the pier, but didn't want to get into the water. The sun overhead felt so wonderful on her skin.

She floated on the water, enjoying the feel of it surrounding her nude body. Damn, that felt so sexy. Her breasts were twin gleaming cones and the water made her nipples poke up. She ran a hand over her breasts and it felt so wonderful. She swam for a few minutes, then got out, still naked, and lay on the bench to dry. The sun felt warm on her body. As the water dried on her, it cooled her a little and her nipples came erect even more. She pulled at them a little. It felt so nice.

That made her a little horny and she spread her thighs and slid a hand down to her pussy. She closed her eyes and rubbed her excited clit. God, that felt good. She screamed and sat up suddenly. Scooter had hopped up on the bench and had stuck his cold nose against her spread pussy. He looked up at her and cocked his head inquisitively.

"Scooter, you scared the hell out of me," she chided the dog. "Can't a girl have any privacy?" Scooter's tail wagged and he did a little dance on the bench. He moved closer, and his tongue started to lick her little pussy. "Scooter, dammit, no!" she scolded. The small dog backed up and hopped off the bench.

"Jeeze, who taught you that? Does Aunt Mae let you lick her?" Kim asked the small dog. The warm sun and the fleeting thought of her beautiful Aunt, and perhaps the dog licking Mae, made her flush with excitement. She dropped her hand to her pussy and slid a finger slowly down her wide-spread slit.

From the side, Scooter whined. She looked over at him, and he was licking his lips looking at her. "You son-of-a-bitch, you really want my pussy, don't you? Sorry, you little shit, no pussy from this girl." She continued to stroke her pussy, and quickly her cunt lips became enflamed, her pussy became wet and her clit ached for release.

Lying on her back, legs spread; Kim slowly stroked her pussy, bringing her slick wetness upward to her aching clit. She rolled it slowly in little circles, around and around. She brought her other hand down, and slipped a finger up inside her wet tunnel and began to fuck herself with it, slowly at first, then faster as her passion rose. She heard Scooter whining beside her as her fingers moved faster over her clit and her finger slid deep inside her young cunt. She cried out finally, her body becoming rigid as she climaxed. Her cries of passion echoed out over the still water and the birds on the pond turned to see what the noise was all about. She fell back exhausted and closed her thighs quickly as Scooter hopped up on the bench once more. He seemed disappointed and hopped off the bench quickly as she managed a sharp "No!" at him.

She lay there for several more minutes, totally relaxed and spent. She idly stroked her full breasts, thinking how nice it felt. A flash of memory came as she wondered how her Aunt's breasts would look naked. She laughed and sat up. She looked around guiltily to see if any one beside the dogs had seen her masturbating in the open. She was alone.

She went back into the water a moment, and washed her pussy off. The cool water felt so good to her hot flesh. She came out, dried off in the sun again, and began to slip on her clothes. Scooter was lying on his side and she noticed his red cock thrust out of the furry sheath that covered it.

"Scooter, you fucking hound dog. You've got a hard-on. Is that from me? Did you get a boner watching me? Well, I'm just sorry, fellow. Sorry, little dog. That's the breaks of the game. I'm not your bitch. Sorry, boy." Kim laughed. Scooter whined but Bullit obviously thought it was funny and danced around and barked at the sound of Kim's voice.

She slipped on her clothes, and she and the two dogs walked to the far side of the farm, exploring. They startled a rabbit, and Scooter ran after it. Bullit disdained the chase. In a few minutes, a panting Scooter returned, with no rabbit.

That evening her Uncle Ed came in and greeted her warmly. He made a fuss over how much she had grown, and hugged her close. She felt so loved and protected. He asked what she'd done today and she told him about exploring the farm, with Bullit and Scooter for company. He told her she was in good company, as the dogs wouldn't let anything harm her. She told him she'd been swimming in the pond, and he and Aunt Mae laughed when she told them she'd been skinny-dipping. They made sure she could swim well, and told her just to be careful, and she needn't worry about anyone spying on her there.

Kim got out her nightgown and a clean pair of panties. She went down the hall to the bathroom, closed and locked the door and undressed. She ran the water till it was just the right temperature, put the plug in the drain and got into the tub. She lay down and scooted down to the end. The flow of water was coming out at just the right flow rate. Kim moved down a little, spread her thighs wide and let the water flow down and over her young pussy. She had to suppress a gasp as the water danced delightfully on her pussy.

Moving her hips slightly, Kim spread her pussy lips wide and pulled upward a little, exposing her clit to the wonderful flow of water. Trish had told her of this delightful way to masturbate. It felt fantastic, and she thought of Trish's pussy, and that thought triggered a wonderful climax. She let the water carry her to a second and then a third climax before the water got too deep and she had to turn it off.

Kim lay back in the wonderful warm water and felt so relaxed. She should be, she'd cum three times, just now and once delightfully at the pond. She slid a finger up inside her spread pussy, exploring her young body. She washed her body slowly - it always felt so sensuous to bathe her body. She loved to use her hands, as the washrag didn't excite her. Kim washed her breasts for a long while, enjoying the feel of her slick hands on her bare skin. She got out, got dressed in her nightclothes and went into the living room. Aunt Mae was darning a sock and Uncle Ed was reading a farm journal.

She watched TV for a while, but here in the country the channels were few and far between. She got her book, said her goodnights, and crawled into bed to read. Reading till she was sleepy, she opened the door, shut out the light, and the last thought that ran through her mind before she went to sleep was how would Trish's tongue feel if it licked her spread pussy. She gave a little laugh and wondered how Trish's pussy would feel against her own tongue, and how would Trish taste if she licked her. She felt her pussy tingle slightly as she snuggled down under the covers and drifted off to sleep.

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Kim awoke feeling happy and rested. She put on her robe and walked down the hall toward the kitchen. As she passed the bathroom she noticed the door was open and she could hear the rush of water. She looked in and saw Aunt Mae in the shower. The shower door was slightly frosted and she could see Aunt Mat's naked body, only slightly veiled. Mae was soaping her breasts and Kim caught her breath. Mae's beautiful, full breasts were low slung and absolutely gorgeous. Lower, under her softly rounded stomach, lay a dark patch of pubic hair. Mae's hands moved leisurely over her breasts, again and again. Kim's cunt tingled as she watched, knowing that Mae was playing with her breasts, running her soapy hands over her treasures, instead of just washing them. She watched as the breasts moved voluptuously from side to side as Mae played with them. Kim slid her hand down to her pussy and slid her finger into her moist cunt.

Mae's hand moved from her breasts, took the soap, and moved it to her pussy. Her legs spread a little as she soaped her pussy. Kim could imagine the feel of the soap being applied to Mae's bush. Mae put the soap aside and ran her hand up and down her slit, moving her fingers deeper. Kim heard a sigh, and imagined Mae's fingers finding her clit. Kim moved her finger down further in her pussy and found it was now very wet. She'd never seen a grown woman masturbate, only Trish. This set Kim on fire.

Mae's fingers continued to rub up and down her pussy, while she fondled one breast with her hand. Kim could clearly hear Mae's breathing becoming more ragged, and a little moan once in a while as her passion built. Mae did something totally unexpected then. She took one large, full breast and lifted it up. The water from the shower washed the soap off quickly, and Mae brought her breast up to her lips and, lowering her head, sucked on her own nipple. Kim suppressed a gasp as she watched. This sucking of her own breast seemed to set Mae off and she climaxed with a long gasp and a quavering moan of pleasure.

Kim came a moment later. Her pussy exploded and she had one of the most violent climaxes of her young life. She had to hold onto the doorframe to keep from falling. She stood for several minutes before she could move. The water shut off and the shower door rolled back. Now she could see her beautiful Aunt, splendidly naked.

Kim couldn't move, the sight was so enticing and erotic. Mae stepped out of the shower, and her back was to the door. She began to towel off. Mae turned slightly and Kim could see one magnificent full breast from the side. It bobbed and moved as Mae dried herself. She put one leg on the commode and bent forward slightly. From Kim's viewpoint she could clearly see the wet pubic hair on Mae's pussy and the pouting cunt-lips, wet and gleaming. Mae moved the towel underneath her, drying her pussy. Kim could see the pale brown star of Mae's anus. It looked so lovely, a rounded rim, leading inside her body.

Kim watched fascinated as Mae slid a finger along her pussy, dipping between her prominent cunt-lips for a fraction of a second. The lips were dark in color and looked like pouting lips in need of a kiss. That thought almost floored Kim and she moaned aloud.

Mae turned around and saw her standing there. Luckily Kim had removed her hand from under her panties and stood just staring at her beautiful Aunt. "Well, Kimmie, how long have you been spying on your Aunt?" Mae asked with a naughty smile on her face. "Fess up, now." She turned facing Kim, and didn't cover herself. She continued to towel her wet body off.

"I - I - I'm sorry, I came down the hall and you were in the shower. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to spy on you," Kim said, face reddening. 'Damn, caught in the act!'

"It's OK, I should have closed the door," Mae said, bending forward to dry her legs and feet. Her full breasts swung tantalizingly, moving from side to side. "Did you watch me masturbate?" Mae asked, standing up straight again. Her nude body was breathtakingly full and voluptuous.

"Yes," Kim said hesitantly, in a voice barely above a whisper, her heart sinking.

"Hey, it's OK, Kim. Everybody masturbates. Your grandmother told me it was OK when I was small, but to do it only in private. Did you masturbate while you were watching me?" she said, a twinkle in her eye. Kim could only nod. She was afraid she'd only croak an answer if she tried to say anything.

Mae finished drying off. She took powder and dusted her body. Kim watched fascinated as she lifted each breast and powdered underneath. She spread her thighs wide and gave her pussy a couple of pats. Kim's eyes were riveted to Mae's pussy lips, so full and pouting. Mae put a drop of perfume between her breasts and on the inner surface of each thigh, then hung up her towel. She came out of the bathroom beautifully naked.

She startled Kim by moving close and pulling her to her naked body and giving her a hug. Kim's legs almost buckled as her body was pressed against the still very hot flesh of her Aunt. Her Aunt's breasts were so soft and she could feel the nipples press against her own chest. Mae gave her a kiss on her forehead, stepped back and went down the hall to her bedroom. As she had stepped past Kim, one soft breast brushed against Kim's arm and Kim almost fainted from the wonderful contact. Kim could only stand dumbfounded and watch the seductive sway of her Aunt's lovely naked ass as Mae moved down the hall. God, she hoped her body would be as spectacular when she matured into a woman.

She rested a moment against the wall, her legs still shaky. When she had regained her strength, she went to the kitchen and poured a glass of orange juice and sat down drinking it and thinking about what she's just witnessed. It was the sexiest thing she had ever seen, or even imagined. Her pussy got wet again. She had to refrain from touching it.

Her Uncle was, of course, already gone, as farmers get up so early. Aunt Mae made Kim a wonderful breakfast and she ate her fill. Aunt Mae didn't mention anything about the incident in the bathroom. Kim was almost disappointed, as she wanted to ask her Aunt a dozen questions. She ate a good breakfast and helped her Aunt clean up the dishes.

She went back to her room to dress for the day. Kim shed her nightgown and stood naked before the full mirror. Turning first one way, then the other she looked at her young body. She imagined Mae's full breasts, and cupped her own breasts, lifting them slightly, wondering how Mae's breasts would feel in her hands. Kim felt her cunt stir and come to life. Her pussy-lips seemed to swell at the thought of her beautiful Aunt - her clit certainly did.

"Very nice. You'll probably inherit your Mom's and my breasts," Aunt Mae's voice said from the door. Kim guiltily dropped her hand from her breasts. Her Aunt's eyes moved up and down Kim's body. Kim wondered if Mae could see that her pussy lips were aroused. She looked at her image in the mirror - her brown pubic hair hid them.

She remembered her Aunt's lush naked body and her eyes drifted to the full breasts. "I hope so, Aunt Mae. You certainly have very lovely breasts. May I ask what cup size you and Mom have? Mine is a C and doesn't quite fill the cup.

Her Aunt moved behind her and stood looking over her shoulder at her nude body in the mirror. "We wear a double-D. But don't let anyone tell you it's all fun. They are heavy, bras are hard to fit right, and the straps dig into your shoulders. I sometimes get pains in my breastbone they are so heavy. Settle for a nice C or at most just a D. Yours are very lovely. Very lovely! So young and pretty, your nipples small and neat, the areolas swollen and puffy." her Aunt said, moving close to her.

Kim gave a sharp intake of breath as she felt two warm soft hands cup and squeeze her breasts. Her Aunt had reached around and cupped her breasts. Her breasts had always been so sensitive and she almost cried out at the touch. Her knees almost gave way, it was so unexpected. Mae laughed and squeezed Kim's breasts gently again, lifting them slightly, as if weighing them with her hands. Mae kissed her neck and turned and went out of the room. Kim was glad she did, for her whole body was covered in goose bumps at the soft gentle kiss on her neck, a very sensitive spot on her body. She went over and slumped down on the bed, her legs about to give way under her. The encounter was so sudden and so erotic, she felt faint from the encounter. Her pussy felt on fire.

Mae didn't say anything later about their encounter, or look at Kim out of the ordinary. Kim read most of the day and talked to her Aunt about trivial matters. She wanted to ask her Aunt about sex, and a million other questions. After dinner that evening, she and her Uncle went out on the porch. He sat in a big rocking chair, and she got in the swing. They sat enjoying the evening sounds and smells of the country. Mae came out and sat in a rocking chair sewing a button on one of Ed's shirts. Cicadas sang in the trees, crickets chirped, and the silence was broken only occasionally by a highflying jet far above them.

Kim went into her room, leaving the door open and she read, her favorite pastime. Later, Mae came down the hall in her robe and went into the bathroom. Kim went out into the hall, but the bathroom door was closed. She heard Mae taking a shower. Kim lay back on the bed and a few minutes later Mae came back down the hall. Mae came in to gave her a goodnight kiss. This time she had on a very sexy negligee. It was very thin and Kim could clearly see her pussy hair, and the dark areolas around her nipples. The low-cut negligee revealed her full breasts, almost as if she didn't have anything on. Kim got a good glimpse of Mae's full breasts as she bent over to kiss her. She could see right down to the erect nipples. Kim smelled a different perfume, more sensual then the one she usually wore, seductive and tantalizing. She commented on it, and Mae laughed and winked at her.

The house got quiet; Kim had turned off her light. She thought of Mae in her seductive gown. At Kim's house, that meant that her parents were going to make love. The thought intrigued her and she guessed Mae and her Uncle were going to make love too. In an impulse she slipped down the hall very quietly and listened outside the master bedroom. She could hear whispers and a moan every once in a while.

She quickly made up her mind. She moved quietly back to her bedroom, took her pillows and put them under the covers so it would look like she was in bed. Very quietly she slipped the catch on the window screen, pushed it out and crawled outside. She slipped around to the master bedroom window.

The sky was dark and there was no moon to give her away. She moved silently outside their window. The shades were up and the window open, letting in the breeze. A bedside light was on and she gasped as she could clearly see them making love. Mae sat naked, upright over her husband, her magnificent full breasts swaying as she leaned forward, pumping her hips up and down over her husband's cock. From her vantage point Kim could see the gleaming wet, swollen member slide in and out of Mae's pink cunt.

Kim's pussy tingled and she slid her panties down and her fingers dove into her pussy. She had never imagined watching someone make love. Mae leaned forward from time to time, to kiss her husband. Kim caught glimpses of their tongues. Mae's full breasts jiggled and bounced as she moved. She sat upright and pumped up and down on his cock. Kim loved the way her breasts moved and swayed. The nipples stood out hard and erect, at least a half-inch. Kim pulled on her own nipples till they were hard too.

"Oh, Baby, that's fantastic. I love it when you get on top and fuck me. Make your pussy milk my cock. Ohh, yes, like that. Oh, shit, you are the best, Baby." Uncle Ben said, his voice hoarse with passion.

"Rub my tits, Honey. Yes, like that! Pull my nipples a little, oh, yes, harder, please!" Mae cried out. "Oh, yes. Honey, this afternoon I came up behind little Kimmie and she was naked. She has such a sweet young body. Her pussy has pretty brown hair on it. I reached around and cupped her sweet breasts. God, I almost came. Her nipples were so hard against my palm. Her knees almost buckled, it affected her so much. I squeezed her tits again, and I thought she would faint. God she has a lovely young body. Oh yes, pull them harder." Mae cried out pumping harder down on her husband.

"Oh, shit, yes. Yesterday she watched me take a shower. I left the door open on purpose, and she watched, and while I was masturbating, she brought herself off too. I knew she was there, as I saw her out of the corner of my eye. Oh, yes. Honey, like that. Is it getting you hot thinking about me rubbing myself off in front of Kim? Oh, yes, I can tell it is!

"Mnnn, I gave her a good show, sucked my tit like you love for me to do, and rubbed my cunt. I had a good cum while she watched, even, better knowing she was watching. When I got out of the shower she watched me, and looked at my pussy and breasts for a long time. I questioned her a little and she said she'd masturbated watching me. God, I loved it. Yes, Baby, I'm going to cum. Cum inside me, Baby, oh, now! Yessss!" She screamed as she threw her head back. Her hips slammed down and her breasts jiggled hard, up and down as she climaxed.

Kim rubbed her clit frantically and she exploded, outside the window. Her cunt was on fire, and her breasts were swollen and hard from watching her Aunt and Uncle making love, and hearing her Aunt describe masturbating for her. It took every effort she could muster to be quiet while she came. She had two violent orgasms in a row. She slipped back to her room and went back to bed, spent, her brain in a turmoil. Her final thoughts were that her Aunt had exposing herself to Kim on purpose.

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Ed had left the house to work. Kim came into the kitchen for breakfast. She helped Mae make her breakfast and then clean up the dishes. She kept seeing Mae in her mind, bobbing up and down on Uncle Ed's large cock. Kim squirmed in the chair.

"Well, young lady, I'm going to take a shower. I didn't take one last night and I need one to make me nice and sweet smelling." Mae said smiling at her, turned and went down the hall.

'Damn,' Kim thought. 'She did take a shower last night! She doesn't know that I know she's going to let me watch her again. But this time I know she's doing it on purpose.' She let Mae get a long head start then moved to the bathroom. She could hear the water running.

The door was open again and Mae was in the shower stall. Kim stepped into the bathroom and called out to her Aunt. "Aunt Mae, I hope you don't mind, I need to brush my teeth."

"That's OK, Kimmie, go right ahead. I'm not overly modest. You did see me yesterday totally naked. I hope it didn't embarrass you." Kim told her it didn't, and quickly brushed her teeth. She slipped out of the bathroom and out of view of her beautiful Aunt. Kim slipped out of her nightclothes and dropped them in the hall. She looked around the door carefully; Mae had her face under the water, eyes probably closed. Kim took a deep breath and moved quickly into the bathroom, opened the shower door and before Mae could react, Kim slipped in, closed the door behind her, and moved directly behind her Aunt. Kim pressed her body full length against her Aunt's slippery wet body, reached around her and caught one of the magnificent DD breasts in each hand and lifted and squeezed them gently.

Her Aunt went rigid for a moment. "Well, Aunt Mae, turn about is fair play, isn't it? I loved it when you did this to me yesterday. Now it's my turn. God, you have fantastic breasts." Kim said, her voice husky with desire. "I hope mine are as full and beautiful, when I grow up."

Mae turned around and looked at her niece. "Are you sure about this, Kim?" she said seriously.

"Well, didn't you want me to? You knew I was watching yesterday and put on a little show for me. You got me all hot and bothered, till I had to bring myself off. This is what you wanted isn't it? You took a shower last night. Here you are again, door open, waiting for me to come in," Kim said, with a little quaver in her voice. She wasn't totally sure of what would happen. Had she been wrong? She didn't have long to wait.

Her beautiful Aunt's face lit up with a smile and she bent slightly and kissed Kim full on the lips. Kim kissed her back. She and Trish had experimented with tongue kissing, and now she slid her tongue into her Aunt's willing mouth. Mae's full breasts pressed against hers, her Aunt's full, wet body made contact with hers, and she went weak in the knees, it felt so wonderful. Their tongues probed and danced together.

Mae's kisses felt a hundred times better than Trish's kisses. Her Aunt's exotic naked body pressed against her made it so much more erotic. Kim's cunt felt like it was on fire. She cried out into her Aunt's mouth as she felt Mae's hand cup her pussy, and a knowing finger slip between her slick cunt-lips. She pushed her hips forward, and Mae's finger slid deeper between her pussy lips, then curved and pressed up inside her.

Kim grew bolder and pressed her hand to her Aunt's pussy and slid her finger up and down the larger slit of her Aunt. She loved the feel of the slit, and pushed her finger down between the folds, finding them wet and hot inside. Gently Kim moved her finger upward and found the small knob of her Aunt's swollen clit. Kim rubbed it gently round and round, the way she loved to rub herself.

"Damn, Kimmie. You do that so well. I love your touch on my clit. Oh, baby, you are so hot. I've wanted you for so long. I was afraid to do anything. God, I'm so hot. Make me cum. I'm almost there. Rub my clit, yes. Oh, yes, like that, baby. Ohhh, I'm cumming Kimmie, oh baby, now, now!" her Aunt cried out as Kim moved her finger faster and faster over her Aunt's firm swollen clit. Mae's hips thrust against Kim's finger. Kim leaned close and took one of the large nipples in her mouth and sucked hard on it. Her Aunt's finger was still inside Kim's cunt, and as her Aunt climaxed, so did she, biting down a little on the firm nipple in her mouth. Her Aunt screamed in pleasure as they both came almost at the same moment.

Kim's orgasm was so intense, she almost collapsed, and would have if her Aunt hadn't held on to her. They stood hugging each other for a long while, then kissed softly. Kim fondled her Aunt's large wet breasts. She sucked first one wet nipple and then the other, loving the feeling of the firm nipple between her lips. Mae hugged Kim to her body, and it felt so wonderful.

They pulled back and smiled at each other. They laughed and then happily soaped each other all over. Mae bent forward and had Kim soap her ass, and slip a finger up inside the brown asshole. Kim loved the feel of her Aunt's back passage. Mae squatted down and spread her thighs, and had Kim kneel down in front of her and wash Mae's pussy, spread it wide, and slip two, then three of her fingers up inside her Aunt's pussy. It felt incredible to touch Mae's intimate flesh. Kim played with the large clit, washed the cunt-lips and pushed her fingers deep inside the wet slippery pussy.

Mae had Kim stand up and move so her pussy was against Mae's face. Mae burrowed her wet face against Kim's spread cunt-lips and her tongue slid out and into Kim's young pussy. Damn, it felt so exciting. Mae caught Kim's hips and pulled her hard against her face. She licked and sucked till Kim exploded and cried out. Mae held her tightly and slid her mouth upward slightly to find the young girl's clit and sucked and tongued it over and over. Kim screamed over and over, climaxing again, her cries ringing through the house, as her Aunt ate her sweet pussy.

Kim finally could take no more and pushed away from her Aunt's embrace. Mae got up and held Kim close and hugged and kissed her. Mae softly washed Kim's pussy and ass off, gently slipping a finger in each opening, and they finally got out of the shower. Mae sat on the toilet seat and pulled Kim into her lap and held her and kissed her, stroking her young body.

"Well, little one, did you like that?" Mae asked her softly between kisses.

"Oh, God, yes! That was fantastic. I'm so glad we made love," Kim said, kissing her Aunt over and over.

"Well, that was wonderful, but it's much better in bed when we can take our time. There are lots of ways for women to make love together. It can be so nice and soft and unhurried. I can teach you many ways to make love to a woman. I like making love to your Uncle, but I adore making love to a woman, too." Mae said.

"Does Uncle Ed know?" Kim asked.

"Oh, yes. I don't keep any secrets from him. He knows about my lady lovers. I tell him the intimate details of my lovemaking."

"Will you tell him about us?" Kim asked.

"No, Baby, I won't tell him about us. I'm not sure he would approve. I did tell him about you watching me in the shower yesterday, and that you masturbated watching me." Mae laughed.

"And about cupping my breasts from behind, and how weak I got. Yes, I did masturbate thinking about it. It really excited me."

Mae's brow furrowed. "How did you know that? You little devil, were you listening outside our door?"

"No, even better. You came by in that sexy negligee, all perfumed up. In our house, it usually means Mom and Dad are going to make love. I slipped out the window and watched from just outside your window. God, you were magnificently beautiful making love to him. I loved to watch his cock slip in and out of your pussy and the way your beautiful breasts swayed and moved as you two fucked. I came twice. God, I was so hot watching you two."

"'Magnificently beautiful' - damn, I love that. You little vixen, spying on us. I'll be damned. Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it. I love to get on top, and fuck down on his hard cock. OK, I won't tell him a thing. Watched us fucking, did you?" Mae said, and swatted Kim's butt playfully. They kissed for a while.

"Come on, let's go in my bedroom and make love. You've got me all hot and bothered again." They walked down the hall. "Did you ever watch your Mom and Dad make love?"

"No, there's no way in our house to see into the bedroom from the ground. I have stood in the hall and listened outside the door. That was exciting. Mom sure makes a lot of racket. I guess she has a really good time … fucking!" There, she'd said it. She giggled at the thought. Mae, behind her, slapped her naked butt lightly again. "I'd rub my cunt till I came. Mom making lots of noise, moaning and sobbing - it really got me hot. She makes this little quivering sound when she cums. I hear Dad groaning out loud once in a while."

They moved into the bedroom. It was neat and orderly, the bed made up. Mae pulled the sheets down and folded them back. She sat down and pulled Kim between her thighs, lay back, and pulled Kim face down on top. Kim lay atop the soft beautiful body of her Aunt. Her pussy tingled and her breasts seemed to swell. She wiggled against her Aunt, feeling the soft warm body under her. She moved her head slightly and kissed her Aunt's full breast, taking the nipple into her mouth and sucking on it. It was fantastic.

Mae's legs were spread and Kim lay between them, cradled by the soft full thighs. "Oh, Baby, wiggle your little ass down and push your pussy against mine. Mnnn, yes, like that. Push it down a little harder. Get your pussy mound to spread my cunt-lips apart, and fuck down against me. Oh, yes! That makes your pussy fuck my clit. Oh, that's so good! Now slowly rock your hips, up and down. Ahh, yes, a little more on the up stroke. Fuck me with your sweet pussy. Oh, yes, your little cunt-lips are sliding on either side of my clit and fucking it so good. Yes, a little harder. Fuck me! Yes, like that, now rock your hips, yes, Baby, I'm almost there. Oh! Fuck, yes, Baby, fuck your Aunt's pussy. Ohhhh, yesss, I'm cumming, oh, Sweet Baby, fuck me, fuck me!" Mae cried out as she came.

Kim almost came herself as she fucked her pussy down between her Aunt's spread pussy lips. She could feel the wetness of her Aunt's drenched cunt, and a shudder went through her as she made her Aunt cum. She had never experienced anything like it in her young life. She had - made - brought - her Aunt to a screaming climax. She thrust her hips harder, fucking down against her Aunt.

Mae screamed over and over as her young beautiful niece's cunt fucked her to another climax. Her flowing juices made Kim's outer pussy slick and her cunt-lips seemed to suck Mae's clit as they moved on either side of it, stimulating it in a wonderful way. The thought that the young girl was fucking her added to the fantastic cum she had. She seemed to explode. She screamed in ecstasy, egging Kim on to greater heights of joy as she fucked her Aunt.

Finally Mae cried out for Kim to stop. She couldn't take another climax. She lay gasping for breath. Kim lay atop her heaving body, enjoying the feel of Mae's hot flesh, and the thought that she had caused her Aunt such pleasure. She kissed her Aunt's mouth, still gasping for breath.

"Oh, Kim, that was the best, Baby. The absolute best! Damn, you really fucked my pussy sooo well. Thank you, Dearest. God, you are good. I haven't had a cum like that in a long time." Mae gasped, kissing Kim between breaths.

Kim's body squirmed between her Aunt's thighs. Her pussy was on fire. She'd brought her Aunt off, but her own cunt felt as if it would explode. She had to cum or she would go crazy. Almost without thinking, she moved up in bed. She knew what she wanted.

She straddled her Aunt's body, moving upward till her spread pussy was over her Aunt's mouth, and she lowered her wide-spread cunt directly on her Aunt's mouth. Mae moaned and thrust her mouth against her niece's dripping pussy. Mae sucked the wet sweet flesh, and thrust her tongue up inside the tight wet opening. She burrowed her face in, and her hands pulled Kim's hips hard against her mouth. Kin needed no encouragement, and pushed her pussy down, this time fucking her Aunt's mouth instead of Mae's cunt.

Kim moaned as her Aunt's lips sucked on her opening, and her tongue slid deep inside her. Mae's nose pushed against her clit and Kim thrust and rotated her pussy, seeking release. She cried out as her lover/Aunt slipped a wet finger around her ass, found her small brown anus, and pressed the digit deep in her bowels. Kim screamed as she came from the unexpected feeling of the finger up her asshole. Her pussy exploded, and her cunt juices flowed out and into her Aunt's waiting, sucking mouth.

Mae was surprised at the amount of juices her young sweet niece poured into her waiting lips. She felt several jets of tasty juice shoot in her mouth. It had been a very long time since Mae had a lover ejaculate her girl-juice into her eager mouth. She moaned and swallowed the juices, but not before savoring the taste of the young sweet virgin's pussy-juice. She thrust the finger deeper up Kim's asshole, and her tongue into the tight young cunt that almost smothered her. She managed to gasp a breath from time to time, and reveled in the young girl's cries above her. Kim's orgasm seemed to go on and on as she rode her Aunt's face. Finally, spent, Kim fell forward and lay panting for breath.

Mae moved up beside her, and pulled her close and kissed her flushed face. Kim's body was wet with a sheen of perspiration, and the young girl hugged her Aunt fiercely. They lay kissing for a long while.

"Oh, God, Aunt Mae. I'm so sorry! I went wild. You must think I'm crazy! I'm really sorry. I got carried away! That was a terrible thing to do, climbing on you," Kim blurted out, her face red with embarrassment.

Mae hugged her young niece tightly to her. "Honey, that's the best compliment you could pay me, to lose it and fuck my face because you are so hot. It was fantastic for me. It's been a long time since anyone has gotten that carried away with lust while making love with me. Thank you for being so innocent and so very horny. It's not every day I get to make love to a sweet young virgin," Mae laughed, kissing Kim.

Mae looked at the clock and saw it was time to start dinner. The two got up and took a quick shower to get the pussy-juices off their faces and bodies. They had to refrain from making love in the shower. There were playful pats, quick cunt-fingering, and feels, as the two showered together.

Dressed they went into the kitchen and Kim helped Mae prepare dinner. "Aunt Mae, can I ask you a question. It may sound crazy, but, well, can a dog get a women pregnant?"

Mae laughed delightfully and hugged Kim to her. "No, they can't get a women pregnant. They are of a different species, and that won't work. It would be like a horse can't get a cow pregnant, or a bull impregnating a mare. They are different species. Why?" Mae asked, suspecting the reason for the question.

"Oh, nothing, I just wondered. I guess I thought about it while I was out walking with Scooter and Bullit," Kim said, trying to sound nonchalant about it. Her Aunt noticed that her niece blushed deeply while trying to appear 'cool' about the question.

Mae laughed out loud, and hugged her niece harder against her soft body. "You little vixen! You've been letting the dogs fuck your sweet body, haven't you? Come on, tell me the truth. Out with it! You're blushing three shades of red. You've done it, haven't you? The truth, Little One!"

Kim was unable to look her Aunt in the face for several minutes, she was so embarrassed. Finally she blurted out that Scooter had tried to lick her, but she didn't let him, and that she'd laid there and masturbated. Her Aunt held back her laughter, so as not to embarrass Kim.

"Well, I have let them lick me sometimes, when I really get hot. I taught them how when they were small dogs."

Kim was silent for a long time. "Does Uncle Ed know about them?" she finally asked.

Mae laughed. "Oh, hell, no! He'd probably shoot both dogs, then me, if he found out. No, one of the things that was hardest to train them was not to try and nose around my pussy just anytime. I taught them it was OK only if I were naked and called them. They are well trained. I don't need them sticking their noses in my pussy while Ed is around. They are smart dogs, I'll hand it to them. My Daddy said to train a dog, you've got to be smarter than the dog!" They both laughed.

Kim thought for several long moments. Perhaps she was going too far. "Do you ever let them fuck you, Aunt Mae?" she asked.

Her Aunt turned sharply toward her. "Kim!" she said, abruptly, frowning. But as she turned away a smile played over her face, leaving Kim with just a doubt. Did she or didn't she?

A moment later, Mae came back, leaning close and kissing Kim softly. Kim sighed and kissed her back. It felt so good to kiss her beautiful Aunt. Mae fondled Kim's breast and Kim cupped her Aunt's large breasts back.

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The next morning they both got up early and Kim helped Mae get breakfast and get Ed off to work on the other side of the farm. He wouldn't be back till evening, he told them. Kim's heart beat faster as she realized they had the whole day to make love. After the breakfast dishes were washed and put away, Mae took her by the hand and they went into the bathroom. This time Mae ran water in the large bathtub and put bubble bath in it. They kissed and fondled each other as they waited for the tub to fill. They laughed when Kim told of lying with her pussy under the faucet and bringing herself off. Mae admitted she and Kim's Mom had discovered that years before, too. They got in, and turned facing each other, arranging their legs so that they straddled each other. There was much laughter and fondling as the two bathed together, washing the other's body with large natural sponges, but mostly with their bare hands.

Kim slid her hands under the water and found her Aunt's pussy and slid inquisitive soapy fingers up inside. It felt so good to play with her Aunt's cunt. She was able to get three then four fingers up inside her Aunt. Mae loved the feel, and instructed her how to move her fingers, and rotate her hand inside her pussy. Mae's fingers found Kim's tight young cunt-hole and slipped one and then two fingers inside. Kim cried out as Mae's fingers curved up behind her pubic bone and found her g-spot. Kim almost came from the intense sensation. She had never felt anything quite like it. Mae rubbed it slowly and softly till Kim was moaning with pleasure. Mae instructed Kim how to find her g-spot and Kim's fingers quickly found the small pleasure spot inside her aunt's larger cunt. Now they leaned forward and kissed, as they explored each other. Mae had Kim slip a finger up into her asshole while she did the same to Kim. It felt so very good to both of them.

They kept each other just on the edge of a climax for a long time, till the water began to cool. They washed off and went naked down the hall to the bedroom, moist from the bath and smelling wonderfully sweet.

Mae lay down on the bed and pulled Kim down beside her. "Kim, Honey, we have all day to make love. One of the really nice things about making love to a woman is that there is no hurry about it. It is much better if you both take your time and build the sexual tension up for a long time. It makes it more exciting, and you usually have a more intense climax.

The two moved close and began to kiss softly. Mae coached Kim on how to make love to her. For the next two hours, as Mae helped her, Kim made slow love to her aunt. She learned all the places a woman likes to be kissed and stroked, and how and where to lick. Kim loved sucking on Mae's full breasts, tonguing her large areolas, and bringing her nipples to hard points. Mae had her kiss and lick slowly down her body. She had Kim kiss and lick her soft full thighs, teaching her the sensitive areas at the juncture of her thighs and belly.

Kim could smell Mae's excited cunt and wanted to go straight to it, but Mae taught her patience, before she allowed the young girl to move to her spread pussy. Mae had Kim spread the lips wide and gave her a very detailed look at her female parts, and how and where to suck and lick. Kim found this the most exciting and erotic thing she had ever done in her life. She was excited beyond her wildest expectations as she licked and sucked her beautiful Aunt's pussy. She learned how to make Mae pant with desire and beg her to let her cum.

Sucking her Aunt's delicious pussy was fantastic. She loved the wonderful taste and the arousing smell of the excited cunt, and the feel of soft wet feminine flesh against her lips and face. She couldn't seem to get enough of her Aunt's pussy. Mae came over and over, as her sweet, lovely young niece brought her to one gasping, moaning climax after another. Kim learned how to make love to her clit, to suck and tongue it, and how to slip it out of hiding in the sheath that covers it. She loved the rather large pink clit that seemed to want nothing more then to have her suck and lick it.

Mae came one last time, crying out in passion, her pussy drenched with her juices. She gently pushed her niece's face from between her thighs and pulled Kim up beside her. "Oh, God, I don't think I have ever cum that many times in my entire life. Baby, you are the best. You really are good. God, I love to have you eat me."

"Oh, Aunt Mae, I absolutely loved it. I love the taste, the smell, and the touch of your cunt. I could eat your pussy for hours. You are delicious. Thank you so much for teaching me. Can I move in with you? I'll eat your cunt every day - all day if you want me to. Ohh, this is wonderful!" Kim gushed.

Mae held her and kissed her passionately. "I'd love to have you do that, my little lover. But I'm afraid we can't. Now, it's my turn. You must be on fire. I'll bet your sweet tender cunt is drenched. Lay back and I'll make love to you. I love making love to a pussy, too. I've never made love to one as young as yours, since I was a girl. Now relax and let Aunt Mae make love to you."

Kim laid back and her beautiful Aunt made love to her for almost an hour. Kim came and came. Mae kissed and licked her body from top to bottom, front and back. Kim felt so loved and she had climaxes that seemed to almost melt her into a puddle of hot juices. Her Aunt's skilled fingers and tongue probed her front and rear. She loved the feel of a finger sliding up her asshole while an educated tongue probed and slipped up inside her cunt. Her cries of passion filled the house, as she climaxed over and over.

Finally, spent, Kim lay panting. The two lovely women, one sensually mature, the other a still-budding young lady, moved together, entwining, and then took a short nap. Afterward they took a leisurely shower together, and each had another climax as they kissed and probed each other under the flowing water. Mae showed Kim how to take the pulsing showerhead with its long hose, and point it at her clit and let the water bring her to a fantastic climax. By the time they got out, both were almost exhausted. They dressed, and sat on the sofa, kissing and gently fondling each other, till it was time to prepare dinner.

During dinner Uncle Ed commented how wonderful they both looked, how good their color was, and how lovely they looked. If he suspected the cause of their well-being, he didn't comment on it.

Mae came into Kim's bedroom before she went to bed. They kissed for a few minutes and both told the other how much they had enjoyed the day. Mae's hand slipped under the sheet to cup and squeeze Kim's firm young breast. It felt so good to Kim. After her Aunt had left, she lay back and was asleep almost immediately. She was exhausted, but so satisfied.

The next day was almost a repeat. Mae and Kim cleaned the house quickly together, and then spent the rest of the day in bed making love. Mae taught her young niece several new ways to make love.

That evening after dinner, Uncle Ed sat on the front porch while Mae and Kim were in the kitchen, cleaning up the dishes. "OK, you sexy young lady, how would you like to see me get fucked tonight? Ed is frisky and wants to make love. I'll leave the room light on like we did the other night. You go to bed a little early and turn your light out. I'll tell Ed you are sound asleep and we'll close your door. You can slip out the window and get into position. I'll try to get him in the best position so you can watch us fuck. Would you like to watch us fuck, you horny little Devil?" Mae said in a conspiratorial tone.

Kim was ecstatic. The prospect of watching them fuck was very exciting, and knowing her Aunt would know, and be fucking partly for her benefit, would make it all the more exciting. They went out on the porch and sat for a while. Mae nodded slightly at Kim and she yawned and said she was sleepy and was going to bed. She kissed Ed on the cheek and her Aunt on the lips. For devilment, she slipped her tongue into her Aunt's mouth quickly, and her body hid from view the fact that she squeezed her Aunt's full breast. Ed was not watching, and they both enjoyed the brief daring kiss.

Kim got ready for bed but left off her panties. She lay quietly, fingering her swollen clit gently, exciting herself. She got up quietly and went over to her dresser. Using the soft light coming from the hall, she picked up her favorite unobtrusive sex toy - a small nail-polish bottle with a rounded head - and took it to bed. She lay back, covered by the sheet, spread her legs a little and slipped the bottle up and down her pussy, wetting it with her juices. Damn, she was wet. She slipped the bottle inside her pussy, and moved it gently in and out, fucking her pussy gently, not trying to bring herself off, just teasing herself.

She heard Uncle Ed coming down the hall, and lay very still. He passed by and didn't stop. Mae came by several minutes later and came in. Kim pulled the covers down, and spread her thighs. Her Aunt had to put her hand over her mouth to keep from laughing out loud when she saw the nail polish bottle being pushed in and out of Kim's pussy. Kim pulled it out. Mae bent down and slipped her tongue part way into Kim's spread pussy.

"I don't want to get pussy juice all over my lips right now, you rascal," she whispered. "Give us ten minutes. I have to put on some perfume, and wash my pussy squeaky-clean. He loves to eat me." She kissed her niece, turned and closed the door quietly behind her. Kim lay gently fucking herself with the bottle, watching the clock. She heard Mae come back down the hall and give a gentle tap on the door as she passed. Kim slipped out of bed, put on her slippers, and crawled out the window.

She was in place as Mae came into their bedroom. Ed was already in bed waiting. "She's fast asleep. I closed the door so she can't hear us. Oh, Baby, I'm so hot. That Kim is so hot, too. I'd love to make love to her sweet body. Did you notice those nice breasts of hers? I looked at her bra, and she's a C-cup already. She takes after Sis and I both. She's so cute - I love that cute little button nose of hers. Damn, she's going to be a knock-out when she gets a little older."

"Hey, you're getting me hot thinking about her. She is quite a doll, with those big hazel eyes of hers and those long lashes. Damn, Woman, quit making me horny for our niece. You're all the sex I need. Get your gorgeous ass in bed. I want to eat your pussy till you cum and cum," Ed said, throwing back the sheet.

Kim's eyebrow shot up when she saw her Uncle's large cock erect and swollen. She hadn't seen it clearly when they were fucking before. Now she saw it all. She guessed it was at least seven inches long, and almost as thick as her wrist. The head was almost purple in color, swollen and bulging.

Mae slipped out of her thin gown and moved to the bed. She looked toward the window for a second and Kim saw her wink. She was magnificent. She kneeled on the side of the bed and reached over and grasped Ed's cock. She slid her hand up and down the shaft several times before she leaned down and took the cock-head and slipped her mouth down over it. Kim had never seen anyone do this, and it was thrilling to her. She slid her hand under her nightgown and a finger into her wet and excited pussy. She suppressed a moan as she touched her swollen and aching clit. Ohhh, it felt so good.

Kim watched spellbound as Mae used her hands and mouth on her husband's cock, orally making love to him. Mae kept him just on the edge of a climax, till finally she stopped and told him it was his turn. She lay down with her body sideways to the window. Ed slipped a pillow under her ass to raise her up a little and spread her thighs wide. Mae pulled her knees up to touch her breasts, giving her husband free access to her spread pussy. Ed licked and sucked her cunt for a long while, and Mae had two climaxes, moaning and crying out her ecstasy. Kim loved the sounds Mae made while she came.

They moved together and kissed for a while. Then Mae ran her lips down over Ed's cock, wetting it again, then got on all fours on the bed. She positioned herself so Kim could get a good view of Ed's cock going into her. Ed moved behind her, and Mae reached back and guided his cock to her wet and spread pussy.

"Mnnn, come on, Lover, put that fabulous cock inside me. I need it. I'm so hot and horny. You ate my pussy so well. Now fuck me hard. Mnn, yes, push that big hard cock deep in me. Ohhh, yes, all the way! Ohh, you've hit bottom, I can feel it punch in there. Now fuck me slow, long and slow. Mnn, yes, pull it all the way out, then shove it in very slow, make me want it. Oh, Honey, that's so good. You're such a good lover."

Kim fingered her wet pussy, standing just outside the window. She could hear every sound, see almost every detail. She loved the way Mae's full round melons swayed and shook as the two moved together. Ed reached under and fondled and stroked Mae's breasts, squeezing and pulling on them. Mae became even more excited.

"Ohh, Honey, now fuck me harder and faster. Yes, like that. Harder. Ohh, yes. Faster!" Mae cried. Kim listened to the slap of Ed's thighs against Mae's ass, and the squeaks of the bed as they fucked harder and harder. Knowing that Mae knew she was there made it more exciting. "Oh, shit, Honey, I'm on fire. Fuck me harder. I'm your mare and you're my big stallion, fuck your mare. Slide that long thick horse-cock up inside me. Fill my pussy up. Ohhh, yes fuck me, you big stallion. Fuck me hard. Ohhhh. Shit. I'm cumming. Ohhh, now!" Mae cried out as her husband's hips and thick cock slammed up inside her.

Kim's finger flew over her aching clit, and she came too, hoping her gasps of joy didn't carry over the noise inside. Ed's thrusting slowed now. Mae calmed down a little. "Damn, Honey that was good, you fucked me so hard. Just like a big long-dicked stallion. Thanks, I needed a good cum. Do you want to do a 69 and let me suck you off while you eat my pussy?"

"Mnnn, I'd love that, Baby. You suck my cock like a vacuum cleaner," Ed laughed.

"If I catch you getting sucked by that vacuum cleaner, I'll cut that cock off," Mae said, laughing.

They moved in the bed and Ed got on the bottom. Kim was still panting outside from her climax, and she watched as the two moved into a 69. Mae straddled Ed's head and lowered her hips down. She took his cock in her mouth and began to slide up and down its length. Kim was fascinated to see his thick rod slowly disappear into Mae's mouth. Lower and lower her head dropped. Kim had heard the kids snicker about 'deep-throating,' but thought it was a myth. Now she watched her beautiful Aunt's lips slip down lower and lower, till her mouth touched her Uncle's pubic hair. Mae held it for several long seconds, then moved back up. Kim guessed she needed to come up for air.

Mae moaned, and Ed's head was bobbing up and down as he licked and sucked his beautiful wife's spread pussy. Kim's mouth watered, thinking of the soft wet flesh, and wishing she could have her face buried between Mae's white thighs. Her clit began to tingle and ache again, and she rubbed it a little harder while she watched.

Ed's hand moved to Mae's smooth ass, and Mae moaned as he slid a finger up her asshole. She lifted her head a moment and moaned, "Oh, yes, Honey, stick that finger deep up my asshole, ream me out while you suck my pussy. Oh, God, that feels so good. Suck my pussy harder, please, oh, please. Yesss, like that!" She cried before she lowered her head and his cock disappeared down her throat again. They kept this up for about ten minutes. Kim thought that Mae's mouth and throat must have been aching from the strain of taking that big cock down her throat. Now they began to work faster, and Ed was the first to cum. She could hear him moan and cry out, his voice slightly muffled by Mae's cunt and thighs.

Mae's head moved up and down rapidly, and she fondled his balls with her hand as she sucked him deep down her throat. He cried out and Mae's mouth caught his sperm as it shot into her mouth. Kim could see her cheeks hollow as she sucked him. He cried out again and again till finally his head slumped back for a couple of minutes. Mae licked his cock and then his head lifted and went back to burrow in her spread pussy. Mae began to thrust against his mouth. His finger moved in and out of her ass, and Mae moved a hand to her pussy and began to rub her clit while he sucked her pussy.

"Oh, yes, Baby, rub that clit. Make yourself cum for me. Make that pussy cum. I want to suck your pussy juices out. Cum for me, Baby, now, now!" Ed urged Mae, and then his head went back to sucking and tonguing her pussy. Mae cried out, and while one hand rubbed her clit, the other caught one beautiful breast and squeezed and kneaded it. She lifted her nipple to her mouth and sucked on it. Kim watched, excited by the two making love not six feet from her. She stoked the fire in her pussy with her franticly rubbing fingers. She reached back and jammed a finger up her ass, duplicating Ed's finger up Mae's ass. She was frantic to cum.

Mae screamed out her pleasure as she came, and Kim was only a moment behind her and had to bite her lip hard to keep from screaming out as her young pussy climaxed and she almost bent double as she came. Inside the bedroom, Mae collapsed to one side, and she and Ed moved back together in bed, hugging and kissing.

"Damn, Mae, you sure were hot tonight. What got you so hot? That cute little niece in there? You'd love to make love to her wouldn't you? I know you would," Ed laughed.

"Oh, hell, yes, but I won't. Mary sent her here for two weeks and I'll try to contain myself. I would like to make love to her cute little body. I'll bet that her pussy is so sweet-tasting, and she's probably still a virgin. I'd love to suck on those young tender breasts of hers too, but she's my niece." Mae laughed too. "Dammit!" She added.

"Damn, Woman, you're getting me hot again. Quit that, I have to get up early. Dammit!" They laughed together and Kim guessed the action was over for the night.

Kim slipped quietly back to her room. She put her hand down between her thighs and found them wet with her pussy juices. She found her panties and wiped the excess moisture from her thighs. She got back in bed. It had been quite an exhibition. She had gotten to see two grown-up's making love - hell, fucking - and had seen a 'deep throat.' She'd have something to tell her girlfriends at home when she got back.

She pulled the covers up and snuggled down in bed. She put her hand to her face, and could smell the odor of her pussy. She thought of the events of the day. She wondered how many times she had cum. That thought ran through her mind as she slipped into sleep. She dreamed that she and Mae were making love, and Uncle Ed was watching them, stroking his large long cock slowly as they ate each other. Kim smiled in her sleep.

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Kim awoke feeling refreshed and a little horny. She'd had dreams about something sexy, but couldn't remember what it was. She certainly remembered watching Mae and Ed making love. That was really exciting and very sexually stimulating. Her pussy felt warm and tingly. Mae knocked lightly on the door and Kim called for her to come in. Mae sat on the side of the bed and leaned over and kissed Kim on the lips. Kim kissed her back and slid her tongue across her Aunt's smooth soft lips.

"Mnn, that feels so good, Baby. I just wanted to see if you wanted to eat breakfast with us. Ed is already in the kitchen. Come on, sleepy-head," Mae said, kissing her lightly. She slipped her hand under the covers and gently squeezed her niece's bare pussy mound.

Kim got out of bed, put on her house slippers, and walked down the hall. She stopped briefly in the bathroom to wash her hands and brush her shoulder-length hair back.

In the kitchen, Ed had just gotten up to get another cup of coffee, and greeted her. He looked at her as she came in and he could almost see through the thin shortie nightgown she had on. He caught a glimpse of the faint shadow of her pussy. Her young breasts pushed the thin material out, and her nipples were very evident, the pink of her areolas just visible.

Kim couldn't help herself, and her eyes went down to his crotch, to see if she could detect the bulge of his cock. There it was, a large rounded mound down one pant leg. She quickly pulled her eyes up. But he had been so busy looking at her, he hadn't noticed.

She sat down and Mae passed her the food. They all talked and Kim noticed Ed's eyes kept going to her breasts. The top of her gown was cut rather low, and the material was thin. She hadn't realized that her breasts were exposed so much. She remembered the conversations of the night before and grinned to herself. Let him look! She felt her nipples stiffen more and poke out. A glance down showed them erect and very evident. Kim acted like nothing was wrong. She remembered she didn't have any panties on either. Could he have seen her pussy?

Mae looked over at her, let her eyes drop down to her breasts, and winked. They both smiled at the inside joke. Kim made it a point several times to bend forward toward Ed, to give him an even better look at her breasts. With a wink to Mae, she knocked her spoon off on the floor and swiveled in her chair and bent forward to get it. She feigned a momentary inability to pick it up, and her top fell away from her beautiful, full, young breasts, and she knew her Uncle could see down to her erect nipples and small pink areolas.

It made her pussy tingle to exhibit her breasts to him. She straightened up and didn't look at him at all. She saw him shift in his chair and his hand disappeared under the table to adjust his cock. She almost giggled. She had gotten him hard. Mae had not missed this little play-acting, and she too was trying to hide a grin. She put her napkin to her mouth and faked a cough to hide her huge grin.

Ed finished his meal, and when he got up, she could see his cock clearly hard and erect in his pants. He turned hurriedly and left the table, but not before both she and Mae had seen it. He went out the door, and when he was out of earshot, they both dissolved into gales of laughter. Mae got up and looked outside and saw him drive off.

"Oh, Baby, you really got him hot. His cock was really hard. That made my day. You sexy little wench. Come here and let me suck those nipples." Mae motioned for Kim to sit in her lap facing her, straddling her. She took Kim's gown and in one motion, pulled it over her head, leaving Kim naked. Kim straddled her thighs and sat in her lap. She was hot, and the two kissed for several minutes. Mae pulled back and began to suck one nipple and then the other, making them harder, longer and so erect they almost hurt.

Kim unbuttoned her Aunt's blouse and stroked her full breasts above her bra. Mae slipped a hand down between them and found Kim's pussy, and slid a finger along her now-wet slit. She pressed it down and under, then up inside her young niece's tight cunt. Kim moaned and pressed her breasts against the her Aunt's sucking mouth. Mae's finger got her hotter and hotter.

"Oh, Aunt Mae, I'm going to cum. Ohh, make me cum. Finger-fuck me and suck my nipples. Bite them. Oh, please, bite them. Yess, harder. Harder! Ohhh, like that. Now finger-fuck my pussy. Ohhh, yes!" Kim cried. She hurriedly reached down and began to rub her swollen clit, her hand colliding with Mae's from time to time. She finally screamed out as she came. Her Aunt's finger fucking her young pussy, and mouth sucking and biting Kim's small nipples. The pain sent her over the edge, and she screamed over and over as she exploded. Her pussy seemed to be liquid fire, and she threw her head back, and her screams filled the kitchen. Her climax seemed to go on and on as her Aunt made love to her. Finally she slumped in her Aunt's lap and sat panting.

They kissed softly, till Kim got her breath. Kim reached back and unfastened her Aunt's bra and pulled it down. She then bent forward and kissed the flesh of Mae's abundant bosom. The exposed flesh smelled wonderful. She cupped the full breasts.

"Oh, let me suck them. Let me make love to you. Please, Aunt Mae!" Kim cried out. Mae smiled and they got up. As Mae started to take her dress off, she looked down at it. She pointed to the small wet spot there where Kim's pussy had shot out a little of her juices.

Mae quickly undressed till she was deliciously nude. She pulled her niece's sweet body to her and held her close. It felt so sensual to have her Aunt's full soft body against her. She pressed her head between the full soft breasts and just held her Aunt close. She wished for a moment that she and her Mother could do this. It felt so wonderful - she felt so loved. Then her lust came to the fore again.

"Get up on the counter and let me make love to you, please!" Kim said, pulling back. Mae smiled, kissed her and walked to the counter, pushed some dishes aside and effortlessly hopped up on it. She leaned back a little and spread her legs. Kim walked over and leaned forward and began to kiss Mae's breasts again. Mae pulled her beautiful niece against her body and gave herself to the budding young lover. As Kim sucked, licked, and kneaded her breasts, she thought how much the young girl had learned in such a short time. She wished Kim lived nearer to her. She would love to make love with her every day. If only she wasn't her sister's daughter!

Kim sucked the hard nipples, going from one to the other. The faint perfume reminded her again of flowers. Mae's nipples got harder and longer, and the full large areolas crinkled with desire. Kim kneaded the large breasts and felt them swell as Aunt Mae heated up. Kiim loved the feeling that she was responsible for her Aunt's arousal. She pushed her body against Mae's and rubbed her young breasts against Mae's body. Her breast brushed against Mae's thigh and gave Kim a new thought.

"Lie back, Aunt Mae. Spread your thighs a little more and pull your knees up to your breasts. Open your pussy wide for me, please?" Kim asked, looking up at her beautiful Aunt. Mae leaned over and kissed her niece, slipping her tongue into the girl's mouth for one more kiss, then lay back.

Mae spread her thighs wide, pulled them up to her breasts giving Kim a lovely view of her treasures. Kim stroked her velvet soft thighs, running her hands up and down them slowly and sensuously, as her Aunt had taught her. She looked at the beautiful cunt spread out in front of her, caught the inner lips between her thumb and forefinger and pulled them slowly apart. Her Aunt's lips were engorged. Kim was always amazed at how beautiful this pussy was.

Kim wanted to be a nurse when she grew up, and she knew her anatomy. She had saved her money, and at a used bookstore bought a copy of Gray's Anatomy. She kept it well hidden at home, lest her mother find it. She poured over the details of the female anatomy, learning everything she could about it. She had looked at her own pussy many times with a mirror, plumbed her pussy with her fingers and other objects. Since she had been here, she had learned still more. She absolutely loved to look at, finger, lick, and suck her Aunt's wonderfully rich pussy.

Mae's cunt was spread before her, every line and contour waiting for her. Kim leaned forward and licked her Aunt's pussy from the bottom to the top. She pointed her tongue and slid it up a little, till it brushed against Mae's clit. Mae moaned and her hips rocked forward a little.

"Oh, Baby, you do that so well. Lick my clit again, sweet child. Ohhh, yes, you learned your lessons well. Now suck it. Yes, suck my clit," Mae sighed.

Instead, Kim moved her mouth lower and ran her tongue around Mae's small neat brown asshole, then pressed inward a little, causing Mae to gasp. Kim replaced her tongue with her finger and slipped it carefully inward, and fucked the brown anus slowly with her finger. She went back to Mae's pussy, sucking and licking her, thrusting her tongue inside from time to time, then sucking out the salty/sweet juices, savoring the taste as it flowed over her tongue.

She could hardly wait to get home and teach Trish all the things she had learned here. Would Trish's young cunt taste as delicious as her Aunt's sweet pussy did? Her mouth had watered as she watched Trish slip the toothpaste tube inside herself. How would her pussy-juices taste? She vowed to find out when she got home. She filled her nostrils with the exotic smells of her Aunt's aroused woman-flesh. Burrowing her face down, she moved her face from side to side against Mae's wet spread pussy, wetting her face in the delicious juices that flowed out from the excited cunt-hole. Mae's hands ran through Kim's long hair sensuously. Kim leaned up and twisted slightly. She brought her young breast to her Aunt's pussy with both hands. She pushed it against her Aunt's cunt-lips and rubbed her hard nipple up and down the wet hot flesh. She and Mae moaned at almost the same time, it felt so good to them both. Kim took her breast and used it to rub up and down, and to slip the nipple inside Mae's pussy.

"Oh, God, yes, tit-fuck me, Baby. Tit-fuck my pussy! That is so hot, I love it, Kimmie. Ohhh, yes, sweet girl," Mae gasped out.

Kim continued this for several minutes, then moved her nipple higher. Her hard little nipple made contact with Mae's clit and Mae groaned. The hot wet flesh felt to Kim almost as if someone was sucking ever so gently on her nipple. The hot contact against her areola and tit-flesh gave her goose-bumps. She continued this till her Aunt was panting with desire, and her own pussy was very wet and excited.

Kim leaned down again and kissed the wet open cunt. Her wet breast felt very stimulated by the contact. She tongued her Aunt, spearing the pussy-hole with her tongue. She pulled back and moved her hand to Mae's open cunt. Kim slid two, then three fingers into the slippery opening, pressing down, rotating her hand, and stimulating the vaginal opening. She pressed harder, feeling her hand press down into Mae's body. She added a fourth finger into her aunt's drenched pussy.

Kim moved her mouth to Mae's erect clit at the top of the slit. As she had been taught, she pulled upward on the flesh above it, and the engorged clit slipped out of its sheath, greeting her sucking lips. She sucked and licked it while her hand pressed harder and harder, trying to get all the way inside her Aunt's body. Mae's pussy was just too tight - Kim gave up trying. She would love to have gotten her hand inside her Aunt, or have her Aunt's hand buried inside her. She had heard of fisting and wondered what it would feel like.

She continued to suck her Aunt's clit, and fuck her with her fingers till Mae cried out, her hips humping against Kim's hand, and she felt Mae's cunt muscles contract. She kept up her sucking, and vibrated her hand, till her Aunt cried out for her to stop. Kim pulled her fingers out, and lowered her mouth to the pussy-hole. She covered it with her lips and thrust her tongue as far inside as she could. She sucked gently, and Mae's pussy juices flowed into Kim's eager sucking mouth. Kim was amazed and delighted at how much fluid there was. She sucked and sucked, happily.

Mae gave a long sigh as Kim removed her mouth and looked up at her. Aunt Mae gave her a radiant smile, her face seeming to light up. She slipped off the counter and drew Kim to her, hugging her with amazing strength. It pushed the wind out of Kim's lungs for a moment, it was such a strong hug.

"Oh, Kimmie, you have become such a good lover. Thank you for a wonderful love-making session. I have several female lovers who aren't as good a lover as you are. You are fantastic! I'd give you all A+'s on this exercise. Wow, I saw stars. You are something else," Mae gushed.

Kim grinned, her head against Mae's soft full breast. She felt so proud of the accolades her Aunt bestowed on her. She looked up at her Aunt. "Aunt Mae, please do me a favor? Please don't call me Kimmie. I hate that."

Mae roared with laughter and promised to never call her that again.

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The next morning Kim was up early. She put on her slippers and went into the kitchen. Mae was there alone. They kissed briefly and Mae told her Ed would be back in a moment. Kim had on another of her shortie nightgowns, with nothing on under it. If anything, this gown was even thinner than the one she had on the morning before when she had given Ed a real show of her young body. Mae looked at her body and giggled.

"Why not give Ed a really sexy show, get him all hot and bothered? Mind?" Mae asked, a big grin on her face.

"How far do you want me to go?" Kim laughed.

"Honey, as far as you want to go. Tease him. Give him a good look at those beautiful young breasts and maybe a look at your sweet pussy. It's up to you. I think it will be wonderful." Mae dropped her voice to a whisper as they heard Ed come down the hall.

Kim greeted Ed with a kiss on his cheek, turned and went over to the sink. She bent forward and splashed a little water on her face. Her gown rode up in the back, almost giving Ed a view of her pussy. Her thighs were revealed. Ed turned red and it was all Mae could do to keep from laughing. Kim 'accidentally' spilled a little water on the front of her gown, making the material over one breast almost transparent. She pretended not to notice and went toward the table.

"Kim, sit here. I spilled milk on that seat a little while ago, and it's still wet," Mae said as Kim came back to the table. This sat Kim directly across from Ed. Kim wondered at her strategy. During the meal she bent forward several times to reach something, giving Ed a good glimpse of her breasts. She was unable to lean far enough to be able to let him see down to her nipples, but the one was almost naked where the water had wet the thin fabric. Ed was unable to keep his eyes off of Kim's erect nipple and the pink of her areola around it. Under the table Mae reached over and stroked Kim's thigh and winked at her.

Mae knocked the peppershaker off of the table so it went under it. "Ed, would you get that for me, please?" As soon as Ed's head started down Mae looked at Kim and pantomimed for her to spread her thighs further apart. Kim let her thighs spread a little wider, so that by the time Ed got his under the table they were spread wide and her pussy was wide open. She knew Ed could see her treasures clearly.

There was a loud thump from under the table. "Honey, you OK under there?" Mae asked trying hard not to laugh.

"I'm OK, I just hit my head on the table," came the muffled voice, filled with pain. There was a scraping and rattling.

"What's the trouble, Honey, can't you get to the shaker?" Mae asked, then bit her hand to keep from laughing out. Kim bit her lip.

"It rolled under the leg and is hard to reach. I'll get it in a sec," came the muffled response.

The women were almost in stitches, knowing Ed was looking up Kim's gown, and could see her cunt clearly. Finally Ed came out from under the table, his face red as a beet.

"You OK, Honey? Your face is red as can be." Mae asked. Ed mumbled something about straining to reach the shaker. He handed it to her.

When he got up to leave, there was a bulge in his pants. He turned away quickly, but not fast enough that the two women didn't see the huge shape of his swollen cock. As they had done the day before, they dissolved into gales of laughter.

"I think your Uncle got a very good look at your young pussy, Miss Kim," Mae said, tears running down her cheeks.

"He sure is well endowed. I noticed it the other night. How big is he?" Kim asked, still laughing with her Aunt. Mae told her that she had measured him and he was seven and a half inches long, and almost two and quarter inches thick. Kim's eyebrows went up at that. She asked if that was the norm for a man. Mae told her the average male was six and a half, and she wasn't sure what the average thickness was, but that Ed's cock was the thickest she'd ever seen.

The two finished cleaning up the kitchen and Kim went to get dressed. She heard the phone ring.

Minutes later Mae stood in the doorway. "Kim, I have a good friend coming over today. She's one of my lady lovers. I was hoping she'd visit while you were here. She lives about a hundred miles away, and is here seeing her sister. She'll be here in about thirty minutes. I have to take a quick shower, and I'll be right back."

Not to be left out, Kim went into the bathroom. Mae was douching.

"Are you two going to make love?" Kim asked, wondering at the preparations.

"I sure hope so. I hope you don't mind. I'm not sure about her, though. She might object to making love with you around," Mae said, slipping into the shower.

Kim thought about it, and then quickly douched too. She slipped into the shower before Mae had finished and told her what she had done.

"Well, you are certainly welcome if she wants to make love to both of us. I'll let her decide. Get dressed in something sexy, and revealing. Not sluttish, however. Just tastefully sexy. OK?" her Aunt said, soaping Kim's breasts.

When Penny arrived, Kim and Mae were in the den, sitting and watching TV. Penny was a beautiful woman Mae's age, tall and slender with jet-black hair worn in bangs, her hair cut in a short stylish fashion, small pert breasts and a pleasant personality. Mae introduced the two, and at first Penny looked disappointed that the young girl was there. Kim quickly set the woman at ease. Soon they were talking like old friends.

Penny quickly seemed entranced by the young girl. Kim had worn a rather low-cut blouse that showed quite a bit of her young bosom, no bra, and a skirt that was short enough to show her legs off to full advantage. She let her thighs spread just enough to give Penny glimpses of her soft white thighs, but not enough to show that she had no panties on. Her brown hair was brushed forward to curl at the front and her hazel eyes and long lashes seemed to draw Penny's admiring looks.

Kim caught Penny's eyes on her breasts and thighs several times. She thought she might as well get the subject out in the open. "I understand you two are lovers," Kim said in a conversational tone. "That's OK, I have a good friend whom I hope to make love to when I get back home. She and I have masturbated together, and she has a really sexy body. I'm sure Aunt Mae's lessons in making love to a woman will come in handy."

Penny's mouth dropped open and Kim and Mae laughed at her discomfiture. Mae went over to Penny and kissed her softly. She slid her tongue into Penny's mouth and cupped one breast.

"It's OK, she knows all about us. I've been teaching her how to make love to a woman. She and I have been making love for the past week, and she's a really good pupil. We'd love to have a threesome with you. Are you up to it, Dearest?" Mae asked her lover.

"Well, certainly. Ah, but she's just so young, I just wondered. Kim, you are a very beautiful young lady, but are you sure you want this?'' Penny asked, her face showing concern for the situation.

"Absolutely! I think love-making with a woman is fantastic. I had wondered about it, and I was the instigator in this case. I'll admit Mae led me on a little by taking a shower with the door open, and showing off her beautiful body, but I was the one who got in the shower with her, and then we made love together. I'm certainly old enough to know what I want, and make up my own mind," Kim told Penny.

"Well, I just wanted to make sure. Mae, you vixen, why didn't you tell me you had a sexy new sexy lover?" Penny asked, turning to Mae.

"Guess we've been too busy. Tell her what you've been doing since you got here, Kim." Mae said. Kim told Penny, leaving absolutely nothing out. Penny sat astonished. She shook her head at what Kim had done, and laughed at how they had gotten Ed excited.

"Damn, young lady. You're really an adventurous soul. I've only thought of half of the things you've done, but didn't have the courage do some of them. Wow!" she said, and shook her pretty head.

Mae got up and went into the kitchen and fixed drinks. She didn't give Kim any liquor, and Kim was glad. The two times she'd tried it, it only made her dizzy, and she didn't like that. Kim moved on the sofa beside Penny, with Mae on the other side. Penny reached out and took Kim's head and kissed her very softly. Her lips were so tender and soft, and her touch made Kim almost melt. She was beautiful and Kim found her very desirable. The thought of making love to a new and different woman made her very hot.

Kim turned on the sofa, facing Penny, moved close and leaned toward her, kissing her softly, letting her lips move across Penny's. She reached over with one hand and cupped Penny's small firm breast, found the nipple and squeezed it a little. . Penny let her tongue slip out to brush across Kim's lips. It sent a thrill all the way down to Kim's pussy. She loved the taste and feel of this new lover. She glanced over at Mae and found her smiling, and Mae gave her a wink.

"Mmm, Mae, I like this young lady's style. You've taught her well. Let's get naked. I certainly want to get my lips and tongue in your treasure trove, beautiful Kim!" Penny said, kissing Kim ardently.

"Penny, why don't you just sit here, and let me do my Basic Lesbian 101 homework. Aunt Mae has taught me a great deal, but I've been limited on who I can practice on. Would you like to be my 'class project?' I'm a straight-A student so far, according to Aunt Mae." Kim smiled at Penny and kissed her lips softly.

"Kim, you are a very lovely young lady, with a damn sexy body. I'd adore being your class project. I'm all yours, Sweet-heart." Penny laughed and kissed Kim back.

Kim softly kissed the dark-haired beauty, her hand fondling a firm small breast. She used all the skills her Aunt had taught her, going slowly. Her fingers soon had Penny's top unbuttoned and her hand found the warm soft flesh of the firm breasts. The nipple was hard against her palm as she stroked a breast. Their tongues fenced and danced together, and Kim's talented tongue soon had Penny on fire. Kim gently pressed her backward and removed the blouse, uncovering the twin peaks for her gaze and for her lips. They were magnificent, totally different from Mae's full beauties. The areolas were dark - almost chocolate in color, puffy, swollen, and the nipple, a dark nub sticking up, waiting to be sucked and nibbled on.

Kim kissed under the breasts, licking the sensitive flesh, while she rolled the nipple, making it harder. Penny's hands moved through Kim's long brown hair, stroking it. It felt so sensual. Kim spent a long time on Penny's breast, then moved to the other and gave it her undivided attention. Penny's breast were becoming swollen, the nipples longer and more erect. Kim loved the taste and smell of Penny's sweet body. She wondered what exotic perfume Penny wore.

Kim moved down, kissing Penny's body till she got to her skirt. She unfastened it and slid it off as Penny lifted her hips up a little. Penny wore a pair of sheer thin panties, and a garter belt holding up long, black hose. They were erotic against her white skin. Kim moved down and got on the floor. She spread Penny's knees and moved between them. She took Penny's leg and kissed downward slowly, she removed her shoes and sucked on her toes through the thin mesh of the nylons. Penny groaned. Kim kneaded and massaged her feet and toes, one by one. She moved to the other foot and did the same thing.

"I want to leave your sexy hose on. God, you have beautiful legs. The stockings really set off your great thighs. I can hardly wait till I slip off those thin panties. I can see a damp spot along the crotch. I'll bet it's soaked with your pussy juice. I want to taste you there. I'll make you wild with my tongue," Kim said, seductively kissing Penny's ankle.

Penny looked over at Mae, and shook her head slowly at the young lover at her feet. Kim stroked and kissed her way slowly up the raven-haired beauty's legs, making Penny squirm as Kim bestowed kisses and caresses on her thinly-clad legs. Kim kissed and licked every inch of the white inner thighs above the stocking tops, and could see the wet stain on the panties grow. Kim smiled, knowing her lessons had been well learned from her beautiful Aunt.

Kim made eye contact as much as possible with Penny, as she moved closer to the woman's cunt. Her hazel eyes and long lashes captivated Penny, and Kim was drawn to the deep brown eyes of her beautiful partner. The black hair set off her lovely face and her eyes seemed to be dark pools that Kim wanted to swim in. She kissed the soft, milky white thighs, till her nose almost touched Penny's pussy. Kim ran her tongue up and down the crotch area. She could smell the excited womanly odor there, similar but different from hers and Mae's. Kim nuzzled it and rooted against it with her nose, pressing the cloth into the pussy lips. Kim felt Penny's fingernails dig into her scalp and knew her efforts were not in vain.

Kim slid her hands to Penny's hips and pulled the panties. Penny lifted her hips and Kim slid the underwear off. Kim took them and held them up to her nose and smelled the heady aroma of Penny's pussy juices. She put the crotch in her mouth and while looking directly at Penny, sucked sensuously on the crotch. She could taste the heady flavor of Penny's excitement. She closed her eyes and savored the taste and smell, making herself and Penny wait, and their desires heighten. It worked, for when she opened her eyes, Penny's hand was at her crotch and her finger buried inside her cunt.

"No, no, Beautiful Lady, not yet! Let me have that finger." Kim took the finger and brought it to her lips. She sucked it into her mouth and tasted Penny's pussy juices on it. She slid her lips downward, sucking and tonguing the finger. She slid it in and out of her mouth several times, cleaning it. "Patience, my dear, patience."

Penny threw her head back, a throaty laugh coming from deep down. She was in good hands! This young beautiful girl was no novice. Mae had taught the brown-haired young lady well. Penny slid down a little, giving Kim easier access to her spread pussy. Penny's pubic hair was trimmed neatly. The hair was jet-black like on her head. She'd trimmed it into a long narrow rectangle above her slit. Lower down, it was shaved bare, leaving her pussy-lips bare. Kim didn't see any signs of stubble. She must remember to ask her about that.

Kim kissed Penny's thighs slowly, licking the soft smooth flesh, savoring the smell of an excited pussy, one she would soon taste. The long dark stockings held up by the garter belt against her white skin were so erotic. She pulled Penny's hips further toward her, and spread her thighs wider. Penny's cunt was spread before her like a feast. The pussy lips were darker and longer than Mae's. The outer lips were a deep brown. The flesh was wet and gleaming. God, it was sexy, and made Kim's mouth actually water at the sight.

"Mnnn, you have a beautiful pussy, Penny. And so wet, and it smells so good," Kim said, moving closer. Her breath came out on Penny's spread wet flesh, making Penny shiver with delight. Kim leaned closer, flattened her tongue, and gently stroked up and down the spread pussy. Penny sighed deeply.

Kim licked her pussy for almost five minutes, running her tongue up and down the slit, slipping up and down between the lips. She purposely avoided slipping her tongue into Penny's hole, or touching her turgid clit. She was driving Penny crazy with desire. She had the raven-haired beauty writhing and moaning with desire.

"Ohhh, please, Kim, please suck my clit. I'm going crazy. Please. Sweet Girl!" Penny gasped, trying to thrust her hips forward to bring her clit to Kim's mouth. Kim teased her, keeping her tongue just out of reach till Penny was almost sobbing with desire.

Mae sat to one side, watching. This was the most erotic thing she had ever seen. She slipped off the couch and moved behind Kim. She watched Kim torment Penny, and slipped Kim's clothes off. Kim never took her mouth off of Penny's cunt while Mae undressed her. This was rather easy, as Kim had no bra or panties on and her blouse unbuttoned easily, as did her buttoned-down skirt.

Mae moved behind Kim and slipped a finger between her young niece's pussy-lips. The only indication of Kim noticing it, was the spreading of her thighs and the slight pushing back of her hips. Now Mae slid her finger deep inside the hot wet flesh, then pulled out and tasted the delicious fresh juices from the young pussy. Mae leaned a little closer and ran her tongue up and down Kim's cunt.

Penny's only comment was a kind of strangled gasp as Kim's tongue encountered Penny's swollen pink clit momentarily. Kim went back to tormenting the beautiful women. When she thought the distraught woman could take no more teasing, she moved her tongue slightly and slipped a pointed tongue into Penny's wet pussy-hole, probing it as deeply as she could. Her lovemaking with Mae had helped strengthen and lengthen her tongue and she was now able to reach far inside a pussy. Penny cried out as Kim's young mouth covered her spread pussy and sucked on the wet flesh.

Kim twirled and probed with her tongue, enjoying the wet flesh and the delicious taste that filled her mouth, as Penny's sweet pussy juices flowed over her tongue. God, she loved the taste of a pussy. Her mind skipped for a moment to Trish - she wondered how her young friend's sweet pussy would taste. She'd teach her that there were other things to insert in her pussy besides a toothpaste tube.

Mae, now nude, had moved up and was kissing Penny's mouth, and their tongues were probing and dancing erotically together. She was cupping and stroking Penny's firm breasts. Penny was almost to the point of screaming, her body was so excited and teased by Kim's manipulations of her passions. She could never remember being this filled with a need to climax. Her every fiber called out for release.

"Ohhh, God, Kim, let me cum. Ohhh, please, I'll go crazy if I don't. Please, ohhhh, please," the dark-haired beauty begged. She had never needed anything so badly in her entire life as she needed release at the young woman's hands, mouth, and lips.

Kim was afraid to torment the beautiful woman anymore. She had done what her lovely Aunt had taught her, and brought Penny to a state of passionate desire for release. She moved her mouth upward slightly and found Penny's firm clit. She pulled upward on the sheath and the firm swollen clit slid out, pink and gleaming and ready. It looked delicious she decided and she sucked on it gently at first, then harder. She took two fingers and slid them up inside Penny's slick wet pussy, crossed her fingers as Mae had taught her, and began to finger fuck the woman, rotating her wrist while she slid them in and out. Penny screamed out and her hips shot forward trying to get instant release.

Kim sucked the clit harder, and tongued the underside of the swollen clit. God, she loved this. She loved the power to be able to give this woman release, and the power to tease her, keeping her just on the edge of cumming. Damn, she just loved making love to a passionate woman, and Penny certainly was that.

She kept Penny on the verge of a climax for the next ten minutes. Bringing her to the edge, then backing off a little leaving her panting and moaning, begging for release. She loved the feel of the small nubbin in her lips, the feel of the hot cunt around her fingers, the smell of an excited woman. God, Kim shivered and almost came just from the excitement of it. She had certainly discovered a new facet of her personality. 'Just wait, Trish, I'll make love to you like you never imagined, or thought possible.'

She fucked Penny's slick pussy harder, finally bringing the beautiful woman to a climax. Penny's hips shot off the sofa and she began to scream. Mae was holding her, and looked down at Kim in amazement as Penny screamed and cried out, her lovely face distorted by passion.

Kim felt Penny's pussy contract around her fingers and suddenly a hot jet of wetness gushed out. In an instant she replaced her fingers with her mouth and her slick wet fingers became a blur as she strummed Penny's clit. Kim sucked and almost came as hot pussy juices shot out over her tongue. Kim's pussy gave a twinge and her clit felt as if it would explode, she was so hot. Another gush of Penny's juices shot out into Kim's waiting mouth and over her eager tongue. They tasted salty, tart, sweet, and wonderful! She was drinking another woman's pussy juices and loving it! She sucked harder on the opening of Penny's cunt, and her fingers flew over the turgid clit.

Mae was amazed to hear her friend Penny scream and cry out so. Penny had certainly never been this excited when they had made love. Mae was just a touch jealous of her niece, but so proud that the lessons she had given her sweet niece had taken. How they had taken! This young lady was making her beautiful friend come like never before. Mae squeezed Penny's breast hard, then pulled her nipple, knowing pain made her still more frantic with passion.

Kim kept her mouth firmly attached to Penny's pussy, drinking gush after gush of her juices. She had absolutely no idea that a woman could gush this much fluid. Mae had mentioned it, but Kim, of course, had no prior experience with it. Penny's screams echoed through the house and - Kim could imagine - across the fields. She wondered if Ed would hear them, wherever he was.

Penny's hips finally fell back. She was spent, exhausted. She feebly pushed Kim's hand away from her clit. Kim gentled her sucking and tonguing of the wet hot opening. She was able to bring forth a little more of the juices inside Penny's succulent orifice.

She loved the taste of pussy; there was no mistaking that. Each women tasted just a little different too. The scent of the excited flesh made Kim almost, faint it was so stimulating. She continued to gently suck and lick Penny, till the woman returned to earth, and her breathing became normal.

"My God, Kim, that was the most fantastic thing that has ever happened to me," Penny finally managed to say, her voice a little weak. "Mae is the best lover I've ever had, but Honey, you made me cum like I've never cum in my life. Come up here and let me kiss you, you sweet thing."

Kim moved up, a smile on her lovely face which was still wet and gleaming with pussy juice. She slipped into Penny's arms and they kissed. Mae joined the two, and their three tongues probed and the two women licked the juices off Kim's face. It felt so wonderful to feel the two women's soft bodies pressing against her. The warm flesh of soft breasts, and hard nipples, pressing against her body, like no other feeling ever. She thought she could stay there the rest of her life like this. But, her pussy was on fire! She squirmed against Penny, and gasped as Mae's hand touched her cunt and burrowed downward. Her Aunt knew she was still very hot.

"Penny, we must make love to this beautiful young niece of mine. She is such a wonderful lover, and needs for us to make love to her. Think we could do her that favor?" Mae asked, looking over at Penny.

"Sweetheart, I was thinking the exact same thing. I've recovered now - how, I'll never know, but I want to make love to Kim right now. OK, sweet young lady?' Penny asked, kissing Kim and then slipping her tongue into Kim's mouth. Kim nodded her head slightly and squeezed Penny's breast.

Penny got up and pulled Kim to her feet. She pulled her body close and the two melted together. Kim had to reach up to kiss her taller lover, but she didn't mind at all. She felt Mae's warm body press against her back and Mae's hands come around to slip between the two bodies to find her wet and excited pussy. She groaned into Penny's mouth, it felt so good.

"Come little one, I want to make love to your sweet young body. I love a 69 and want my face buried in your sweet pussy while you eat me again. Mae, do you think you could find that strap-on dildo in my purse and fuck both of us while we eat each other?"

Mae slipped away from the two embracing women, and moved to Penny's purse and came out with a very realistic-looking dildo. It had flesh colored straps. Kim turned her head and watched her Aunt strap it on. She had heard of them but never encountered one in real life. When Mae had it strapped tightly on, the flesh colored straps all but disappeared on her body. It looked as if Mae had suddenly grown a long fat cock. It was about seven inches long and an inch and three quarters in diameter. She wondered momentarily if she could take that in her small pussy. Then she went back to kissing Penny.

The two women kissed and caressed till both were excited to a fever pitch, Kim much more so than Penny, who had cum so recently. Kim felt like her body was on fire. They pulled apart. At Mae's suggestion, they went to the bedroom and lay down on the large bed. Penny and Kim nestled together, and then after their passion had elevated again, they turned and kissed, then moved downward, with Kim above Penny. They stopped and kissed each other's breasts till their nipples were erect and jutting up. Slowly they moved downward, kissing and licking soft feminine flesh till they reached the ultimate goal.

Soft white thighs separated and heads moved gently downward to find liquid centers. Penny pulled her down so Kim lay full on top of her, enjoying the feel of the young girl's body atop her, the hot flesh pressing down against hers. She split Kim's pussy-lips with her tongue, and moaned as she tasted the soft young flesh. It had been a very long time since she had feasted on such a young women, years ago when she first discovered she liked girls. She and her cousin had made love at about Kim's age. Now she slipped her tongue deeper into the succulent wet flesh. She moaned as now Kim's tongue slid along Penny's cunt, and now the talented young girl's tongue circled her sensitive anus. The tongue probed a moment, and then returned to her pussy.

Kim tongued the delicious pussy in front of her face, and reveled in it again. She just couldn't seem to get enough of the wet hot flesh, whether it was Mae or Penny. She wondered briefly if Trish would want to make love to her, slip her tongue inside her pussy. Would she reciprocate? Her brief thoughts of Trish were interrupted as she felt another set of hands on her hips, and a slight probing of her wet exposed cunt. Penny had moved her mouth and Kim felt the large head of the dildo against her spread pussy. Penny moved to suck Kim's clit as Aunt Mae pushed gently, slipping the head of the dildo into the hole.

Kim gasped as the large intruder pressed against her pussy, spreading her cunt-lips wide. She had never had anything this thick inside her, and it started to stretch her pussy almost painfully. Then with a soft thrust the large head slipped inside her.

She loved the feel of it pressing inside her. The plastic it was made of felt warm to the touch. Kim wondered how the real thing would feel, as she had never experienced a real cock inside her. Mae expertly slipped it inside her slowly, each thrust just a little deeper, letting Kim's cunt get used to the thick intruder. Finally, Kim felt it press against the back of her pussy and against her cervix. Kim moaned against Penny's hot, wet pussy.

Mae rode her, slipping the fat intruder in and out. Mae moved her hips from side to side and up and down as she fucked her sweet young niece's pussy. She reached under and between the two lovers and slipped her hand up to cup and fondle Kim's young breasts. She thought back to when she and her sister, Kim's Mom, had made love when she was Kim's age, and her experienced sister was two years older. They had used everything in the house in their pussies to fuck themselves and each other. Finally her sister had come back from a trip to the city with a dildo. They used it on themselves and each other till they had cum so many times their young pussies were sore and exhausted.

She looked forward to her sister's visit. She knew she couldn't tell her that she and Kim had made love. Her sister wouldn't understand her seducing her daughter. Or had she seduced Kim? She smiled at the thought of sweet Kim slipping into the shower with her and decided she was the one who'd been seduced by the sexy young vixen she was fucking lustily at the moment.

The three women moved together, making love in the large bed. Mae slipped the dildo out of Kim and went around and slid it effortlessly into Penny's wet cunt as Kim moved her mouth and let the dildo slip inside where her mouth had been a moment ago.

Kim and Penny kissed and caressed each other's bodies as Mae moved back and forth from one hot wet pussy to the other. Kim and Penny were becoming really sexually excited and began to moan and cry out. Mae slid the dildo out of Penny's pussy as the two neared their climaxes. She moved the wet dildo over slightly and pushed it against Penny's small neat anus. Penny moaned as she felt the familiar object press inward and push into her ass.

She and Mae had fucked each other in both holes for a long time but this was the first time she'd had it there while she was in an erotic all-consuming 69 with a third person. The effect was electrifying to her. She devoured Kim's young pussy with a vengeance, wanting to drive her young lover to new heights of joy. Kim felt her partner's renewed vigor, and redoubled her efforts to make Penny cum with her.

The three were in a strange dance now. The two locked in a 69 while Mae was fucking Penny's pert ass. She loved the vision of the dildo slicing in and out of Penny's ass. Her own pussy was on fire and she wished that the dildo had some provision for exciting the one wielding it.

Penny cried out first - the double stimulation of the dildo inside her, and Kim's young lips and tongue assaulting her clit - was too much and she exploded with a muffled cry. She didn't forget her young lover, and sucked Kim's clit, and finger-fucked her pussy franticly, as her body was wracked with lust and passion.

Moments later Kim's cries and moans filled the room as she too came. The erotic feel of her beautiful partner's body, and the sucks and licks on her clit, and the fingers thrusting skillfully inside her, drove her over the edge. Her whole body seemed to turn inside out as she came.

The two 69ing women exploded over and over, till they were finally spent and exhausted. They rolled apart. Mae slid the dildo out of Penny's ass and tore the straps off her own body. Mae's hands flew to her own pussy and she rubbed her clit franticly and thrust two then three fingers inside her burning, drenched pussy till she too came in an explosive cum.

The three lovely ladies finally recovered and crowded into the shower, the afternoon almost over, an afternoon of lust and pleasure. They washed each other playfully before finally getting out and dressing. When Ed returned they were in the living room talking and laughing. Ed noticed that all three looked really smug and content. The thought passed through his mind, wondering what the three could have done to cause such a look of contentment. His brow furrowed and he shook his head, having no idea what that might be.

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Mae came in to wake up Kim. She was lying only half under the covers, legs aplomb, on her side, Mae could see one full breast uncovered almost to the nipple by the low cut top. Damn, she was sexy! The events of the day before flooded through her mind in a flash. This little lady was definitely a lady-killer.

She bent forward and kissed Kim's soft firm breast. Kim didn't move. Mae smiled and very gently pulled the top down, exposing the small pink nipple and it's small areola. She wondered if the areolas would enlarge as Kim's young breasts grew. She knew her own did as her breasts enlarged and elongated as she developed. She bent down and took the nipple in her mouth and began to suck and tongue it. Even asleep, Kim's nipple grew hard, grew longer till it was a hard small cylinder in Mae's sucking mouth. Kim stirred and moaned softly. Mae felt her hand stroke her hair.

"Mnn, that's a nice way to be waked up, Aunt Mae," Kim said sleepily.

Mae pulled her mouth from the nipple reluctantly and kissed Kim. Their tongues flicked and probed wonderfully for several minutes. "Come on, sleepyhead, breakfast is almost ready and Ed's drinking his second cup of coffee. He's waiting for his favorite niece to come to breakfast. I think he's half-hard already. You gave him quite a show yesterday." Mae laughed, pulling back.

Kim sat up and looked down at her erect nipple, still wet with Mae's saliva. "Damn, Aunt Mae, you've really gotten me hot." She thought for a moment. "I'd love to tease him this morning. How far can I go with it?" She added with a mischievous grin.

Mae kissed her quickly, and turned to go out. "As far as you want, Young Lady. But just no fucking on the kitchen table. Please." She laughed as she turned and left.

Kim sat thinking, then went over to her dresser and took a pen and paper and quickly wrote a note. She looked at herself in the mirror, adjusted the shorty nightgown's scoop neck a little lower, slipped her panties off, and walked down the hall to the kitchen.

Ed was sipping his coffee when she came in, and he gave her young body close scrutiny. Kim knew he could see the faint outline of her pussy through the thin material, and her nipples tenting the top. Her breasts were almost visible down to the nipples, the way the top was cut. She'd pulled on it so that it just covered her taut nipples. She went over and gave Mae a quick peck on the cheek. Her Aunt looked at her and winked. When she bent over to give Ed a quick peck, her top ballooned a little, and he had a perfect close view of both of her naked young breasts. He almost choked on his coffee.

She sat across from Ed, as she had done the day before. Ed couldn't keep his eyes off of her breasts as she ate. This time she knocked her fork off on the floor and asked Ed if he would get it for her. Both women almost lost it as Ed almost dived under the table to retrieve the errant fork for his lovely niece. Kim let her thighs spread wide, swinging one leg in and out, and giving Ed a view of her neatly trimmed bush. The thought of it made her pussy almost drip.

"Ed, find it?" Mae asked winking at Kim.

"Yeah," came the muffled reply. "It slid under the leg, and I'm having trouble getting it loose."

Mae and Kim almost burst out laughing thinking of Ed looking between Kim's thighs. A long moment later he came out, red-faced, and sat back. He had to reach under the table and adjust his swollen cock. Mae and Kim acted as if nothing had happened.

They finished their breakfast and Ed got up to leave. "Uncle Ed, let me give you a quick kiss," Kim said. She went to her Uncle and gave him a quick kiss on his cheek. In the process she slipped a folded note into his hand. Her back was to Mae, and she put her finger to her lips quickly. Ed's eyebrows shot up but he recovered, palmed the note and gave Kim a quick kiss on her forehead, though stealing a look down at her almost exposed breasts. As he turned, his swollen cock was very evident in his pants.

"What was that all about?" Mae said, as Ed drove off in the pick-up truck. Kim only grinned.

They finished the breakfast dishes quickly. "I'm going to take a shower. Want to join me?" Kim asked Mae. Mae hugged her and the two went into the bathroom.

There was the usual hugging, kissing, and fingers exploring in the shower, getting both women hot and ready for lovemaking. After drying off, they went down the hall to the master bedroom and got into bed.

"Oh, I'm so hot. Make love to me, Aunt Mae. Eat me. I need it. You got me so hot, sucking on my nipple when you woke me up. I need you to give me a real good cum. Please?" Kim asked her Aunt. Mae was more than willing to comply. She knew her talented new lover would more than make up for it later.

They kissed and caressed, and Mae slowly made her way down her niece's sweet young body, till Mae's head was between the soft white thighs, and her tongue was between the swollen lips of her niece's delicious pussy. God, she loved the taste of her cunt.

Kim lay, cupping and stroking her swollen breasts when she looked in the doorway and Ed stood there. The look on his face was priceless. First amazement and almost anger, as he saw his wife's body between Kim's spread thighs, head bobbing as she ate her niece. Then the look turned to puzzlement, then lust at the scene unfolding before his eyes.

"Oh, Aunt Mae, suck me. Suck my juices out. You suck my pussy so good. Ohhh, yes, stick your tongue deep inside me. Tongue-fuck me. Ohhh, yes. I'm going to cum. Make me cum. Ohhhhh, yes!!" Kim screamed as her climax came. She squeezed her breasts as the vision of her Uncle in the doorway fed her passion. He was rubbing his swollen cock through his pants, watching his wife eat his lovely niece's cunt, and his niece, a vision of wantonness, wild with passion, climaxing before his very eyes.

Mae lay face down, slowly licking Kim's pussy, still wet and hot. "Aunt Mae, let me do something for you. Close your eyes, and don't peep." She said.

"Oh, you little vixen, what do you have in mind. Another one of your sexy games?" Mae laughed, raising her head up, eyes closed. "Oh, OK. I'll keep them closed till you tell me to open them."

Kim looked at Ed and pantomimed for him to be quiet and to undress. Ed almost tore off his clothes, but silently. Kim guided Mae up in the bed and began to kiss her. She moved her body on top of her beautiful Aunt who lay grinning, eyes closed. Kim slowly worked her way down Mae's body kissing and licking her till she was moaning with desire. Ed was standing, watching, his cock hard and swollen as he stroked it slowly. The tip glistened from the pre-cum that oozed from it.

Kim worked further down Mae's body, till she got to her pussy and pulled Mae's thighs wide and pushed them up toward her breasts till she lay spread and open. Kim got on her hands and knees between Mae's thighs, and her ass was close to the edge of the bed, thrust up in the air. Kim looked over her shoulder and saw Ed's huge swollen cock jutting out. She looked at him, spread her thighs wider and motioned for him to fuck her and a finger to her lips cautioned him to be quiet.

Ed, his cock almost bursting, needed no second invitation and moved behind his lovely young niece. The sight caused his heart to race. There was her perfect ass, her sweet young pussy, wet with her juices, spread for him, and her small brown anus beckoning to him. It was the most erotic sight he could have imagined. He bent forward and licked from bottom to top, tasting the sweet young cunt. It was all he could do to suppress a moan, as he tasted her sweet nectar. God, she tasted delicious. He slid his tongue inside, and stroked upward. Her rich pussy juice filled his mouth.

Kim groaned at the sensation. "Are you OK, Kim?" Mae asked, eyes still closed.

"Oh, yes, I just fingered my clit and it felt so good. Sucking your pussy almost makes me cum too. I want more of your juice," Kim said, covering nicely. Her head bobbed as she slid her tongue up and down her Aunt's pussy.

Ed had never imagined that he would fuck his beautiful niece. She was so desirable and had teased him unmercifully. He stood up and moved closer. His cock felt almost ready to burst. His cock-head was purple, swollen so tight it was shining. Taking his rigid cock, he moved it to Kim's sweet young pussy and rubbed it up and down the entrance. Kim moaned again as she felt the huge intruder cleave her pussy.

Her pussy-lips split open and Ed pressed the huge cock-head against her young virginal opening. Not knowing how much she could take, he very slowly - using all his will power - pressed against her cunt-hole. The head pushed the lips apart and his knob pressed against her opening. Her pussy was so tight and he was so thick, he wondered if it would go inside her.

Carefully he worked it against her tight hole, letting it press inward slowly, giving her pussy time to expand. It pressed her cunt-lips wide, stretching them till she thought they would tear. Kim gasped as the massive head slid past the opening and finally the head popped inside her, and she let out another gasp. Her Uncle - her Uncle! - was fucking her! The thought ran through her mind. God, it felt so huge inside her. She managed to push back a little as he pressed forward.

Slowly his cock slid inside her, filling her pussy. Ed moved his hips from side to side as he slid into her young cunt. Kim was overcome with the feelings of her Uncle fucking her from behind, and the feeling of having her face buried in her Aunt's pussy. She loved the feel, taste, smell, and wonder of making love to both of them together.

She concentrated on making love to Mae's pussy, as much as possible while her Uncle's thick long cock slid deeper inside. She felt the cock-head press against her cervix and it almost caused her to have an orgasm. The intruder pressed its massive head against her virginal cervix and stretched her cunt wonderfully. She was so close. She redoubled her efforts on her Aunt's pussy, slipping two fingers up inside her, twisting her wrist, and sucking her Aunt's clit harder while flicking it with her tongue. She felt Mae's body start to stiffen and knew her climax was close. Her own was almost there.

"Oh, Aunt Mae, cum, cum for me. I'm almost there. Ohh, open your eyes, Sweet Lover. Open your eyes and cum for me!" Kim cried out as she sent her Aunt over the edge and Mae's pussy exploded under the barrage of kisses and sucks to her pussy and clit.

Mae's eyes slipped open slowly as her climax was almost upon her. They went wide as she saw her naked husband behind Kim, his hands on her hips, and his hips thrusting into her from the rear. She screamed out as she came, Kim's mouth skyrocketing her upward to total bliss. She heard Kim scream out against her pussy as Ed's hard cock drove inside the young girl. The two women cried out their passion and were joined a moment later by the loud guttural cry of Ed, as his cock erupted and shot his huge load of cum deep inside his niece's tight young pussy. Her pussy seemed to clamp onto his cock as she climaxed and he shoved it as far into her young body as he could. The cries of the three, echoed through the house.

Their climaxes seemed to go on and on, fueled by the intense passion played out in the incestuous fucking marathon they were engaged in. Kim's face was buried in Mae's pussy, moving from side to side. Ed's hard cock plunged deep inside Kim, setting her on fire and giving her yet another climax. Ed's cock miraculously stayed hard and he stroked it in and out of his niece. He continued to stroke deeply inside her young tight cunt. He changed angle slightly, bringing his cock in contact with her g-spot and igniting another spectacular climax in his young niece who had never been fucked by a man before.

He rode her high, keeping the head of his massive cock against her spot. Kim screamed over and over, her face against her Aunt's steaming pussy. Mae reached down and her fingers found her swollen clit and quickly brought herself to another cum while she watched the lascivious fucking in front of her. She screamed her ecstasy out, joining her niece's cries.

Ed continued to fuck his niece, his throbbing cock buried deep inside the young girl. He was amazed that she could take his whole cock inside her. He only knew her pussy was tight and so hot around his thrusting iron rod. Moments later, he came again. Something that had not happened in years, two climaxes in such a short time, without losing his hardness. He didn't question his lustful passion for the young niece, only fucked her pussy harder as his sperm shot out again deep inside her.

Finally, spent, Ed pulled his cock out and watched his cum slowly drip out of her sweet open cunt. He leaned down and gave her pert ass a kiss.

The room was silent for a few minutes, save for the heavy breathing of the three spent bodies. "Damn. That was fantastic." Kim was the first to talk.

"I'll say, Kim. You are really something. I never expected this," Ed said with wonder in his voice.

"Just what the hell is going on?" Mae managed to laugh, looking up at her husband, standing there, his now limp, wet cock, gleaming with his cum and Kim's pussy juices. "You fucker. How did you get in here?" she asked. "Kim, is this your doing? You sexy little bitch. I smell your hand in this."

Kim laughed. "Well, you did say I could take teasing Uncle Ed as far as I wanted to. I slipped him a note before he left, telling him to come back in thirty minutes and not to make any noise and I'd have a really sexy surprise for him. Did you like your surprise, Uncle Ed?" Kim said turning and kissing him full on the lips.

She slid her tongue into his mouth, stopping his answer. He pulled her to him and swung her hot young body against him. Her breasts pressed into his chest and his cock pressed against her hot stomach. She reached between them and caught it in her hand and squeezed it. God, it was huge! It was still wet from their combined juices.

"I knew Mae liked women, and has a couple of women lovers, but Mae, you wench, you lied to me and told me you wouldn't make love to Kim. I ought to tan your sweet ass for that. Considering the circumstances, I'll just give you a couple of swats on your lovely ass," Ed laughed, holding Kim against him. His cock was swelling, from her holding it. Well, she wasn't exactly holding it. Her hand was sliding up and down, tightening and loosening her hold on it. He wasn't sure it would come to full hardness for a while.

"Kim, you little vixen, you! That was some trick," Mae laughed. "But, I did tell you that you could tease poor Ed as much as you wanted to. Ed, did you enjoy that tight young virgin pussy this girl has?"

"Virgin? Oh, my God, yes! She's the tightest. I'm surprised that she could take all my cock in her. You're so tight, Kim. I loved your sweet cunt. My cock went all the way inside you. I didn't think you could take it. I took your virginity? I never dreamed! You are a fantastic fuck, little lady. Better and tighter then your moth -! Oh, shit. Sorry!" Ed said coloring.

Kim's looked at his red face, turned and looked at Mae and saw the look on her face - shock, and Mae had turned red too. Kim thought a moment, putting two and two together.

"You mean you've fucked Mom?" She asked.

"I'm sorry Kim, I didn't mean - awwww, shit!" Ed said turning away.

"Hey, it's OK. What Mom and you did is between you two." Then she had another thought. "Aunt Mae, have you and Mom made love too? I'll bet you have, from your reaction. Why you 'swinging' old folks! That is the term for it isn't it, 'swinging?' Was Dad in on it too? Holy Shit. You did, didn't you? All four of you! Wow, that's fantastic. And I thought I'd done some shit in my life. Whoa, fantastic. Come on, you did, didn't you?" Kim laughed, looking from one to the other. She could see it was true. "It's true, isn't it, Aunt Mae?" Kim asked her Aunt, hugging her. Mae nodded.

"Wow, tell me all the nasty sexy details. I want to hear every detail," Kim said, kissing her Aunt and squeezing one magnificent breast.

The three sat on the bed as Mae and Ed told Kim about their earlier days of 'swinging.' The two couples had made love with each other many times and the two sisters had been making love together since they were girls. They had started when they were young, and continued even after they had married. Mae told Kim that they still made love together when they could. They still enjoyed an occasional foursome. She didn't want Kim to let her Mother know that she knew, though. Kim promised.

Though, the thought did enter her mind, that her Mom was one good-looking woman. She'd seen her naked many times, but never thought about her in that vein. She was every bit as sexy and sensual as her sister Mae. Well! Her Mom liked women too. Wow! She had just learned that she herself liked women - very much. She also liked that hard cock that her Uncle had slid inside her.

Kim had Ed's cock still in her hand, and stroked it, liking the feel if it. It began to grow as they sat there telling her of their sexual exploits with her Mother and Father. She bent forward and kissed the cock-head. She licked, tasting the mixture of her pussy juices and his cum on it. She liked the taste and soon had the cock-head in her mouth, licking and sucking it.

Mae moved around and slipped behind her, pulled Kim's hips to her and fastened her mouth to the young pussy, and began to suck the juices out of her niece. It had been a long time since she's sucked a freshly-fucked pussy, and she liked it. That it was her husband's cum, and her niece's virgin pussy-juice, made it even better. She sucked and tongued Kim's sweet cunt.

Kim was getting excited, both from her Aunt's mouth on her pussy, and the thought that she had a man's cock in her own mouth. She had no experience at this, but swirled her tongue over the cock-head and took as much of it into her mouth as she could.

Ed groaned as his niece's hot mouth enveloped the end of his swelling cock. Looking down, he watched her sweet young mouth surround his cock. He stroked her brown hair, and reached over and fondled one firm, swollen, youthful breast. Damn, she had lovely breasts. He tweaked the nipple, rolling it slightly. Mae's mouth was fastened to Kim's sweet pussy, sucking the cum out of it. Watching that stiffened his cock still more, and his balls tightened.

Kim slid her mouth as far down as she could. The massive cock-head hit the back of her mouth and she gagged momentarily. She tried again with the same results. Aunt Mae must have spent a great deal of time sucking him, to be able to control the gag reflex. She pulled back and slid her mouth up and down his cock, taking as much as she could with each stroke. Her tongue swirled and rubbed against the cock. She slid her hand up and down the exposed portion of his cock, and fondled his balls very gently. She had heard a man's balls were very sensitive to pressure.

"Kim, Honey, if you keep that up I'm going to cum in your sweet mouth. I want to fuck you again. Lay back and let me fuck you from the front. I think you'll really like this," Ed said, gently pushing Kim's head from his cock.

Kim pulled her head back, and a thin ribbon of saliva gleamed from her lips to his cock, hung for a moment, and then disappeared. She licked her lips. Mae gave Kim's wet pussy one last lick, leaving it wet and gleaming. Kim lay back to get her first real fuck from the front - from her Uncle!

Mae moved to the side to watch her husband fuck this young, no longer virginal, sweet woman. The lascivious thought ran through her mind, remembering Kim's mother at this age, almost the same build, lying open and wet, waiting for her to lie down on her in a fantastic 69, and the two sisters licking and sucking each other again and again, till they were both exhausted and satiated. The thought almost drove her to a climax, and she hadn't touched her pussy yet.

Mae leaned over and gave Kim a quick kiss as Ed positioned himself between Kim's spread legs. She reached down and took Ed's rock-hard cock and guided it to niece's spread pussy, running it up and down to spread his pre-cum over Kim's cunt. Kim was so wet she really didn't need the extra lubrication. Mae's mouth had drenched the young pussy.

Kim moaned as the large head once again cleaved her wet young pussy. She leaned forward to watch it press her cunt-lips apart. It filled and stretched her so, and she grunted as the head stretched her almost to the point of pain, then slid inside and began to probe up into her body.

Kim wiggled her hips a little, and then thrust them upward toward the massive cock sliding inside her. God, it filled her up. She wanted it all inside her. She wanted all of its thick, long meat stuck inside her.

"Ohh, Uncle Ed, that feels so wonderful, slide it deeper inside me. I want all of your cock. I want your cock that's fucked Aunt Mae, that's fucked my Mother. Ohhh, deeper, all the way. Yes. Yes. Fuck me!" Kim begged as his cock slid, till it hit her cervix and pushed even further. She could feel it hit, and looked down and saw that there was at least two inches left. Her young elastic vagina stretched and gave her a wonderful sense of fullness. It got painful for a moment and she asked him to stop. Ed pulled back till the head was just barely inside her, then slowly slid it back inside her to the same point.

"Oh, yes, that feels so good. Push it a little further in, then bring it out again. Yes, yes, like that. Fuck me, slowly, fill me up. Fuck me like you fucked my beautiful, sexy Mother!" Kim moaned. Ed was a gentle lover and slowly slid his cock deeper and deeper till finally his pubes met Kim's and he was all the way inside his beautiful innocent niece. He kept his cock full in her, letting her young pussy stretch and accommodate him, then he picked up the pace.

He held his body off hers and began to fuck her faster, pulling his cock almost out of her, then sliding it back deep inside the sweet young girl. God, she was beautiful, lying under him. Sweet young breasts, now swollen with passion, bobbing as he thrust inside her. He looked down and saw his swollen manhood disappear inside her sweet body. He had to concentrate to keep from shooting his load into her already. He vowed to give the young woman at least three or four cums before he shot inside her.

Mae watched fascinated as Ed fucked Kim. Her hands were on her own pussy, one hand rubbing and rolling her swollen hard clit, the other burying three fingers up inside her cunt. She moved slightly so she could see Kim's pussy as Ed slid in and out. The young pussy-lips were pulling back and out as Ed slid out, then pushed forward sliding deep inside. She could see the movement pull at Kim's clit, stimulating is as he rode in and out. It was so erotic to watch. She thought back to her tongue sliding in and out of Kim's sweet young pussy and, crying out, Mae climaxed lying beside them.

Kim looked over at Mae, her Aunt's body taut, fingers ramming inside her pussy, another finger stroking her clit, and Kim came too. Her pussy contracted around Ed's cock, grasping it almost like a fist. Ed cried out and willed himself not to cum. He slammed his cock faster inside Kim's sweet pussy till she was over her climax and her pussy relaxed around him.

Mae moved over, one hand still stroking her clit, bent over and took Kim's firm, swollen breast and sucked the nipple. She continued to suck the nipple, tonguing it and biting it. Kim quickly became hot again with her Aunt's mouth on her sensitive nipple and her Uncle's thick cock still buried deep inside her. She reached up and pulled his head down and kissed him, running her tongue inside his mouth. Their tongues fenced and slid together. His face was slightly rough from his beard, not like the smooth faces of Mae and Penny.

Trish's smooth face flashed through Kim's mind for a moment, and she thought of what she could tell her young friend! The thought hit her, what she could show her sweet friend. She could teach Trish how to eat her pussy, suck her, and she could slip her tongue into Trish's sweet cunt. She wondered what Trish would taste like. They could move into a 69 and eat each other for hours.

The thought so enflamed her young body that she came again as Ed thrust his long thick fuck-rod all the way inside her. She exploded. Mae bit down on Kim's nipple, giving her exquisite pain, and intensifying her pleasure still more.

Ed felt the young pussy clamp down again on his cock, and he watched Kim's face distorted by the ecstasy flooding her body. His good intentions flew out the window, and with a cry of joy, he felt his cock explode, and he shot another stream of hot juice into his niece's writhing body. Her pussy closed down so hard, it was almost painful. Uncle Ed cried out and shot gush after gush inside Kim. Her orgasm seem to go on and on as his huge rod slammed into her pussy, thrusting full length inside her. She screamed and cried out in ecstasy, and Mae's cries joined the chorus as she too exploded, watching the erotic incestuous display of lust before her.

Panting and gasping, the three wound down, and Ed pulled his dripping cock from Kim's pussy. Mae was too spent to cover Kim's cunt with her mouth again. Kim lay gasping for breath, Ed's cum leaking from her pussy. Her cunt-flesh was beet-red from all the thrusting and friction.

Ed leaned over and softly kissed Kim on the mouth. "Thank you, Kim, Darling, that was fantastic. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. You are one sweet little lady and I really loved making love to you. You and your Aunt enjoy the rest of the day. I really have to get some work done today. I'll see you two this evening. We'll have to go to bed real early tonight, and not to sleep either! Mae, take care of her," Ed said, with a laugh. He grabbed his clothes, disappeared, and minutes later they heard the front screen door slam shout.

Mae kissed Kim for a while, caressing the young girl, then they got up and went to the bathroom. They took a shower together and washed each other lovingly. They both loved the feel of wet, slick bodies moving together. They hugged and kissed, but both were satiated after the marathon fucking session.

Dressed, they got in the car and went into town, shopping at the new mall, two women having fun together. Others seeing them mistook them for mother and daughter, two radiantly beautiful women shopping together. What could be more wholesome and wonderful than that?

Kim and Mae went in several stores. In Victoria's Secret, Kim picked up a sexy pair of panties, cut high on the sides, black and lacy, almost see through, and a matching half bra, lacy and very sexy, to go with it.

Mae inspected the sexy panties and bra. "Kim, those are really sexy. I love them!" She stopped a moment. "But these aren't your size. Honey, you've picked up the wrong ones!" Mae pointed out.

Kim looked up at her Aunt, held up the sexy underwear, turning them this way and then the other, visualizing, and smiled. "You're absolutely right, Aunt Mae. They aren't for me at all - I'm buying them for my friend Trish. Don't you think these will really look sexy on her?" She paused a moment, then looked up into her Aunts' eyes, her brow furrowing slightly, her lovely long-lashed eyes sparkling.

"Aunt Mae is there a Sex Boutique around here anywhere? You know, the kind that sell dildos, vibrators, and ben-wa balls?"

Back of the Bus 2: Coach

Scribe on Forced Stories

       Andy Porter awoke with a scream.  Another nightmare rocked his restful sleep, filled with searing pain and humiliation.  Cupping his head in his hands, Andy sobbed and rolled back under the covers.  The clock said it was 12:23 pm.  Wednesday.  It was only moments before sleep came again, and with it, dreams.

    Faggot!

    He's Just like a girl!

    It was Thursda

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y before Andy finally returned to school.  His grandmother had been totally oblivious to the real reason her grandson had elected not to go to school, thinking he simply had stomach flu.  Andy had not the heart or the courage to tell her that he'd been raped by two classmates on the bus.  The Bus driver, he thought, He Knew!  He smiled like he knew!  Anger built within his tattered heart....and then was pushed aside as he walked into English class.

    Jason was nowhere to be seen, hopefully absent.  But Danielle was there.  Her hair was held back by a colored 'scrunchie', disappointing Andy just a bit.  He loved her hair down.  Ms. DeLuca smiled and welcomed Andy back as he sat, slowly.  He was still sore from the assault, but tried to push it from his mind.  I've got to keep going.  No one can know!

    The lesson seemed to go fast, ending with a new assignment: two students partnered up by the teacher would make a presentation to show the success of a certain book series.  The choice was theirs, but had to go through Ms. DeLuca first.  The best however came after class.  As Andy began to gather his things, receiving a few jeers from a few minor bullies in the back of the room, Ms DeLuca moved to whisper to Danielle.  At first, Andy thought nothing of it and calmly went to the door, still fighting off the flashes of Tuesday's horrific bus ride home.  Then, a hand reached out and touched his shoulder.  He jumped and turned to see Ms DeLuca's bright, aged face looking back at him with a smile.

    "Andy”, she said ", Danielle here is having a bit of trouble in the class.  Do you mind if I chose her as your partner?"  Ms DeLuca always asked, thought she knew no student could or would say no.  Even now, Andy’s face nearly betrayed his joy.  Danielle.  She would be his partner.  He looked over to her, watching as she gathered her books and came to where student and teacher were speaking.  His heart began to race as he swallowed hard.

    "Sure.  As long as I can pick the books." he said.  Danielle smiled politely, obviously not too thrilled with being group with him, but not disgusted by the fact either.

    As they left the class room, Danielle walked to his side. "Um, thanks for saying yes," she said, her voice reaching a melodious peak in Andy's ear, "I'm kind of failing so..."  She trailed off, her embarrassment clear as day.

    "It's no problem.  You mind the Wheel of Time?" he asked.  In his mind, he hoped she'd read it, wishing that she knew of it and would like him all the more for it.  She shrugged and his heart sank but a little.

    "Doesn't matter.  Could we meet tonight to...um...figure it out?"  His heart shot up again at the suggestion.  A few minutes later, he walked away with her phone number and the time she would be at his house to study.  Tonight.  His mind was ablaze until Jason’s voice hit his mind like a train.

    Don't ever look at her again, fag!!  The tears almost came automatically.  He shook them away and ran to his next class.  Gym.

    Coach Faulkner was a large man wit your typical ex-marine look.  Thick, muscular arms, big chin and the crew cut that never seemed to grow.  Most of the kids feared him, and for good reason.  There were plenty of rumors about him.  Some say he was a Navy Seal, others a marine.  But the truth was a rumor that no one ever told.

    Four years ago, Bernard Faulkner was charged with involuntary manslaughter and sentenced to time in poison.  Once there, he quickly devolved into the worst possible prison cliché'.  At first, he simply fought off those that came at him.  Then, one night, a trio of men came to his cell just before lights out.  He frightened off two and caught the smaller one.  He had learned the ways of prison life, and proceeded to show the intruder he knew what it meant using the end of his dick.  By the time he was released-only the devil knows how-he had developed an affinity for 'prison sex'.  For him, now, it was a test of strength and dominance.  He managed to keep this from the school board when he was hired-again, another fuck up.  But, up until now, none of these kids had caught his eye.

    Wednesday changed that as he had heard three boys bragging about attacking Andy Porter on the bus.  The three were showering up after basketball, a sport the coach oversaw, and the coach heard it all.  Instantly, his mouth began to water.  His hopes had been dashed only slightly when the he had not seen young Porter in the gymnasium that day.

 

  Thursday, however, he was.

    Faulkner watched the young teens going through their stretches, looking closely at Andy in his dark gray sweat pants and t-shirt.  He grinned wide as he bent over to touch his toes, showing the curves of his ass.  Faulkner got himself back in the 'I'm-A-School-Teacher' mindset and blew his whistle.  Class began.

    Blood ball was the order of the day, a game of high intensity dodge ball where the other team advanced by knocking out other players.  The games went fast and the kids built up a sweat, which was good.  Though showers were not a mandatory post-gym activity, Faulkner decided it was the best, and for him most appropriate, way to get Andy where he wanted him.

    Class wound down and the kids began to get their school cloths on as Coach Faulkner put his plan into action.  He crept into the Boy's Locker Room and looked about, finding Andy almost immediately.

    "Porter! Get over here now.  Rest o' you, wait in the bleachers until the bell rings and..." the bell rang, cutting him off.  He nearly smiled.  It was too perfect.  Timing was way too good.  As the rest of the kids flowed from the room, Andy moved very slowly toward the coach and stopped.
   
    "Yes sir?"  He said, nervously.  Andy had never been singled out before, in any class.  Seeing Mr. Faulkner there, all 210 lbs of his, towering like a giant, made him nervous.  He shifted his gym bag on his shoulder.  Faulkner sniffed and reached out, grabbing the bag's strap and flinging it aside.  Andy didn't even fight to hold on.

    "You fuckin' stink son!" he barked, "What's your next class?" He knew already, he just needed to have the boy say it, to trap himself.

    "Study hall, Sir." he said, meekly.  Faulkner nodded and grabbed Andy's shoulder, pulling him around and hauling him toward the shower.  Andy trembled with fear.  He was being manhandled as if he were some stuffed animal.  The meaty arm holding him thrust him toward a bench.  As Andy rebounded to his feet, he turned to have soap and a towel thrust into his hands.

    "Get your ass in the shower boy!  I'll get you excused for being' late, but you better wash up, you dirty ill shit!"  He barked orders at Andy like a drill sergeant.  Andy moved to bathroom stall to get undressed, shaking with fear everytime another garment dropped.

    Outside, Coach turned on the shower, his erection throbbing in his shorts.  He was going to plow this kid's ass and  he knew the kid suspected it. Rounding the corner away from the shower, the Coach waited for Andy to slip out into the large group shower.  Quickly, he shed his cloths and listened.  The sound of running water was muffled for a minute.  Andy was in.  The coach wasted not even a second as he moved silently into the large square room where the boys took thier showers.

    Andy didn't even hear him at first.  Coach just watched him, staring at the boy's ass.  Soon, he'd put the fear in him.  Walking closer gave away his presence, but Andy didn't turn. He only froze, fear griping him already.  Coach reached out with a powerfull calloused hand grabbed ahold of the boy's ass.  Andy shook and tried to move away, but the Coach held him with the grip of another paw on his shoulder.

    "What's the matter?"he asked, mockingly, "You act as if you've never taken it in the ass before."  He stepped closer as he turned Andy's weeping face toward him.  He delighted in the sight.  He touched the top of the boy's head and ruffled his hair with a smile.

    "Just calm down, do as I say and you'll be ok." He lied, he knew he did.  And he knew Andy knew as well. "Now, get the soap." Andy obeyed and reached over to the tray.  His mind tried to grasp what might be going on, but he knew he as only pushing it away.  Sometime, probably yesterday, Coach found out about his rape on the bus.  He looked up, pleading with his eyes into a cold, remorseless face, one that reflected his fright back at him: As satisfaction.

    “Now,” he said,” Soap up my cock.  I want it slick as your ass.”  Andy held still until one of the coach’s hands gripped his and moved it down to the throbbing slab of meat that stood erect at the older man’s waist.  Trembling, and wondering why this was happening to him again, Andy reached his delicate fingers out from his free hand and lightly gripped Bernard Faulkner’s shaft as he brought the soap against the other side.  He heard the coach groan in approval.  Slowly moving his hands along the hardened 9 inch rod, Andy worked the soap against skin, cleaning the grown man, soiling his soul.  With fright shooting up his spine, Andy shook and sobbed in quiet surrender.  He could not fight, he could only give in.  The coach’s head tilted back.  He began to mutter.

    “That’s it…like a good little bitch.  Get it good and slick.  I want it in you…Oh baby”  he spoke to Andy like he was a girl.  Andy almost stopped as the lather began to work over his fingers, nearly covering the long cock of the coach.  The larger man pulled him closer, his own hard member pressing to the top of Andy’s pubic mound.  Andy’s loins stirred slightly.  He tensed.  What was going on?!  He wasn’t aroused.  He didn’t even want it.  He knew that his body was reacting of it’s own accord, defending him in some base way from the violation he was feeling.  His feet began to back peddle slowly, as if being forced backward slowly.  Strong arms from a monster in rapture gripped his shoulders as Andy’s hands stroked the hard member slowly.  The hands turned Andy around, one moving from his shoulder to his soaping hand, taking the soap from him as he was placed face to the wall.  Andy’s forehead touched the light yellow tiles, his bottom lip quivering as a strange hand probed his smooth ass.  A warm bar of soap slicked itself between his cheeks, coating his asshole.  Something slipped in.  A finger.  Then two.  Each time, moving in and out, working the soap in to lubricate him.  Andy grunted and squirmed, trying to get away.  A vain attempt. 

    “Shhhh, It’ll be ok…I’ll fuck you good, “the coach mocked, “You might even come.”  Thick lather dripped down to the young boy’s balls as the coach tossed the soap lazily aside.  A stone hand gripped Andy’s shoulder as another positioned the cock at the moistened hole.  Coach spread Andy’s legs and scooted down a bit.  With aim as precise any predator, he pushed the tip of his monstrous cock into Andy’s asshole.  Andy winced and squirmed a bit only to feel a strong arm around his waist and a full thrust drive the throbbing meat home.  The pain was less than it had been when Jason had fucked him raw on the bus, but Coach Faulkner was massive, thick and hard.  The beast of a man grunted with every quick, savoring thrust.  His cock-head lanced against Andy’s tender prostate, causing the boy’s cock to jump, involuntarily.  Andy wept as the soapy stomach of the Coach slapped against his back again and again, the hard, relentless shaft burrowing deeper into his ravaged ass.  He cried silently, moaning in agony once in a while.

    Coach let his hand wander to the boy’s semi-hard cock.  It was bit for his age, a good 7 inches now.  He stroked with a soapy hand, working the boy’s shaft hard against his will.  Nearly lifting him up off his feet, Faulkner’s paced quickened, each thrust coming sharper and sharper.  Soon, he was piston fucking the young teen’s tight hole with a blind furry.  Ragged grunts escaped the older man’s throat as he nearly pinned the younger body to the wall.  With his hips gripped enough, Coach Faulkner balanced the boy on his piston thrusts as he pulled his hair and forced him to look into his eyes.  Andy saw rage and power.  Coach saw fear and surrender.  As his cock buried again, he felt Andy tense, his asshole clenching.  Tears rolled from his eyes as a warm burst of come showered from his teen cock and splattered against one of the coach’s thighs.

    Coach had to time for shock as suddenly he let out a feral grunt and let one big thrust burry his raping cock balls deep to release a torent of spunk into the boy’s ass.  Letting Andy fall to the ground, Coach’s cock popped out with a sickening slap.  He reached down for the soap and tossed it at Andy’s feet.

    “Clean up, cunt.  You speak, you die, get it?

 

    Later that night, Andy was home again, going over the horrors of the day.  Again he’d been raped by a man.  This time, he’d come, but he knew it was only his body’s natural reaction.  He didn’t want to be taken like that.  He didn’t…A knock came at the door.

    He turned his tearstained face to the doorway, his eyes wide with shock.

    He’d forgotten

    “Andy?” Danielle looked at him, sincere worry about her pretty face. “Why are you crying”

    Could He tell her?  He didn’t know, but it might be worth it to try.

 

Kidnapping Keri - Part Five

Sir James on Incest Stories

Kidnapping Keri-Part Five

I was happy in my small two bedroom cottage. I had enrolled in engineering college, and was doing just fine. I had been awarded a very nice scholarship to pay for my tuition and expenses. This life agreed with me, and I felt that I was beginning to journey through my adult life. Living by myself gave me a delicious feeling on independence. There was a complication.

My sister Keri was my love, and had become my sex slave and obsession. I missed her and what we shared. On a recent weekend visit home, I discovered that Keri was having problems. She missed me. She was depressed, and her grades were suffering. My parents and I talk

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ed about Keri, and devised an answer. I offered to have Keri move in with me. I told them she could have the second bedroom in my little bungalow, but I would really appreciate them helping with the rent. I had plans to rent that room to another student to defray my rental costs. For this, I promised I would enroll Keri in a high school near my college, and I would tutor her to bring her grades up to par. My parents were overjoyed at this arrangement. So was Keri. I was very pleased, to say the least.

The following weekend I moved Keri into my house. Even though I put all of her stuff in the second bedroom, it was clear that she would share my bed. We had to keep up appearances for our parents. We were like a honeymoon couple. We were excited to be back together, and now in our own place

As soon as we were alone, Keri ran to my arms. I hugged and kissed my lover and sister. I quickly undressed her, and then myself. We fell into my bed and made love like we had not seen each other for years!

Afterwards, we lay there in the bed, basking in the afterglow of our hot afternoon sex. My arm was around Keri, as I lay on my back. She had her head on my shoulder, lying on her side, facing me. Her sweet breasts were pressed hard against my body and she was softly stroking my flagging cock.

“Jack”, she whispered. “I am the happiest girl in the world. I thought I had lost you. I’m so glad we are here together.”

I smiled, hugged her, and after kissing her, replied. “Yeah, Baby Sister, I missed you too. But, if we are going to live together, however, I insist on some rules.”

Keri looked at me, and asked, “What kind of rules? I’m already your sex slave, silly.”

“Well, that’s the point, Dear Sister. I want us to make sure we maintain that way of life. Like in the past, you are my sex slave. I will tie, restrain you when I want. I will whip and torture you as in the past, and no sex act will be too much for you. I guess we can say you do not have the right to say ‘no’.”

Keri smiled, “Yes, Big Brother, I know all that, and I accept your rules.”

“Good“, I commented. “Next, we are going to get your school grades up to where they should be. We don’t want mother and dad to insist you going back home because you grades did not improve like I promised.”

“I promise”, she said, stroking my now erect cock. “Is there any thing else Master?”

“Yeah, there I”, I said, pausing for a moment. “If the opportunity presents itself, I intend to engage in our “kidnap” games”, I replied

Keri paused, and the asked, “You mean you might give me to someone else to torture and rape?”

“Yeah, that’s what I mean. I really liked us doing that. I would really like to do it again, providing I find a person I want to share you with. Damon and Jerry have both moved away, so we can‘t include them in our activities.”

Keri was quiet as she continued stroking my rigid cock. Finally she replied, “O.K., if you really want me to, I will submit to you... I love you, Jack.”

Keri moved down my body, leaving a trail of delicious kisses until she arrived at my cock. She used her sweet pink tongue to flick the tip of my cock as she stroked the rigid heated shaft, causing it to throb with my heart beat. Teasingly, she slipped her soft sweet lips over the head of my cock, and started to suck it in earnest To add to the sensation, she cupped my balls with her hand, gently massaging them. I could not hold out long, and soon my cock erupted in jets of hot semen, filling her beautiful mouth. She managed to take it all, not losing a drop. It had been a long day, and with in a very short time we both fell asleep, my sister Keri with my cock touching her lips as her head rested on my stomach. Her soft dainty hand still gently holding my balls. It was wonderful to be together again.

The college year went as usual. I was doing well in my engineering and computer science classes, and Keri’s grades improved. By mid winter, she was ready to graduate from high school in the Spring. We continued to live together. We went to college functions as boy friend and girl friend. Keri looked so hot, a lot of my friends envied my having her as my lover. Little did they know I was living with and having fabulous sex with my beautiful sister.

During my next year at college, I turned 20 and Keri was 18. We were closer that ever, and at every opportunity I took her deeper into sexual slavery. By now I had purchased many bondage items. There were cuffs (leather and steel), the ever present ropes, whips, nipple and clit clamps, dildos and other paraphernalia to bring us both pleasure. Keri reveled in her sexual slavery. She was virtually my 24/7 slave.

In the Spring of that school year, as I was approaching 21 years of age, and Keri approaching 19, I met Eric. We met on the racket ball court, and became fast friends. Even though he was discrete, it was obvious that he thought Keri was one incredible woman. I liked Eric, and I started to probe his psyche to see if he would the right person to share Keri with. One day, at his apartment, I noticed some bondage porn books and BDSM videos in his closet. When I asked, he readily admitted that he was very interested in the subject of BDSM, but had never had a chance to pursue his desires.

I invited Eric to my house on Saturday evening, and told him to expect something very special in the area of BDSM. He tried to get me to tell him what the surprise was, but I held fast. He would have to wait and see. In the meantime, he and I had several conversations about BDSM and sexual slavery of women. From what I could discern from our talks, he probably thought I knew of a couple of hookers who would accommodate us.

I told Keri about the upcoming Saturday evening with Eric, and that I would be letting him participate in her slavery. She was a little apprehensive, but agreed to obey me. We had not done anything like this since we were in high school. Keri had met Eric and liked him. We both were excited about the possibilities.

Saturday afternoon came. Keri was given instructions on how to dress. She asked what the evening activities would be, but I kept her in the dark. I thought it would be better that way. I had her put on one of her string bikini swim suits. Over that, as instructed, she put on a black strapless bra and matching black lace panties. Then she put on a short skirted sun dress. The top of the dress resembled a halter top, the straps of which were tied in a bow at the back of her neck. To top this off, she put on a pair of black patent leather high heel pumps. Keri was very adept at wearing very high heel shoes as I required her to be naked, wearing high heel shoes, when ever we were alone. Once she was dressed for the evening, you could not tell that she had five layers of clothing on, including her dress. She was just dressed very stylishly, and very beautiful.

When Eric arrived, Keri was the model hostess. She served snacks and drinks, and was very attentive. Eric could not take his eyes off her. After every one had relaxed, I told Keri to go into the bedroom. There, on the bed, she would find a brief case. She was to bring it into the living room. She did as instructed. Eric asked about what was gong to happen. I told him to have patience and he would not be disappointed.

Keri brought the brief case into the living room, and put it on the coffee table. As instructed, she opened it. Inside were ropes, cuffs, gags, and other items needed by a man who “owned” a sex slave. Keri was told to take the penis gag from the brief case. This was a leather strap on which was mounted a rubber dildo. This is inserted in at slaves mouth, with the strap holding it tightly in place. The does a really good job of silencing a sex slave. Keri was told to put it on.

“Keri, make sure you pull the strap tight”, I ordered. She did as I asked.

“Now, slave, put on the steel police handcuffs, and lock you hands behind your back. Make sure the cuffs are tight”, was her next order. Keri did as I asked.

Eric was spell bound. Now standing in front of him was one very beautiful submissive woman, handcuffed and gagged on her own volition. He was silent, at a loss for words as he watched the evening unfold. At my instructions, Keri moved about, posing so Eric could appreciate her bondage and beauty. Her short dress and high heels displayed her great legs, while her breasts were pushed against the fabric of her sun dress.

I stood and walked to Keri. I hugged her and kissed her gagged mouth. While I was kissing her, my hand was fondling her breasts through her dress. Picking a strand of rope, I wrapped it around her elbows, pulling it tight and tying it off. Now her elbows were touching each other, bound tightly in the small of her back, causing her amazing breasts to push out from her chest, straining the fabric of her dress. I unlocked the handcuffs, and used another piece of rope to tightly tie her wrists.

“Eric, you have met Keri, the most important thing in my life, but now I want you to meet Slave Keri. She is my sex slave, and I do with her as I wish.”

Eric finally was able to speak. “Wow”, he uttered. “I never knew. Wow, She…Keri…uh, she…, Man she’s beautiful”. I noticed from the lump in his trousers that he had an erection. Keri noticed also.

“Eric, I have a surprise for you. You and I are going to play “strip poker”. The winner of each hand gets to take an article of clothing off Keri. When she is naked, then we will enjoy her.”

Eric replied, “Wow!”

I answered, “Quit saying ’Wow’, and go to the table where the cards are, and let’s play poker.” Keri was looking at me with a look of lust, and a little bit of trepidation. It had been a long time since I done something like this to her. I took her by the forearm and escorted her to the kitchen table.

Eric and I sat down at the table, while Keri was made to stand, on display, between us. Eric was excited, and Keri was submissively beautiful. Her pretty blue eyes watching her two captors. The first hand of cards were dealt, and after some maneuvering, I won the first hand.

“Keri”, I said. “Come here. I have won the right to remove your dress. Who ever wins a hand can remove an article of clothing from you. When the article is removed, you are to stand very close to the winner of that hand, as he has the right to enjoy feeling and playing with you body.” Keri nodded her head.

I removed her dress, without untying her. Now she was standing there in a black bra and matching black panties. Eric was enthralled. I sat back down and spent the next few minutes running my hands over her body, paying care attention to her breasts and pussy.

Time to deal the next hand. Eric was not a very good poker player, so I deliberately lost that hand, so he could remove an article of Keri’s clothes. He removed her strapless bra. He was somewhat disappointed that she had on a bikini bra underneath. Keri moved very close to Eric, and stood silently as he took every advantage of feeling and playing with her scantily clad body. Finally, I told him it was time for another hand of poker. Reluctantly, his hands left Keri, and returned to the poker hand he was dealt. Even as he looked at his cards, one of his hands was stroking her delicious ass and fabulous legs as she obediently stood there.

Eric won the next hand, and removed her panties, leaving her standing there in her string bikini and high heeled shoes. Again, Eric reveled in running his hands all over her body.

I made sure Eric won the next hand of poker. He stood up and walked behind Keri. He slowly undid the ties to her bikini top. The top fell away, and she was standing there with her magnificent breasts on display. Eric’s pulled her back into his body, his hands going around her body, grasping her waiting breasts. He spent nearly ten minutes playing with her breasts and kissing her gagged face. The bulge in his trousers were more than obvious. Keri’s bound hands were brushing against his painfully rigid cock.

The last hand of poker was mine. Keri was standing between us as I removed her bikini bottom. She was magnificent. I ran my hand between her legs to find that her pussy was hot and wet. She moaned softly as I pushed my finger into her heated passage. After a minute or two, finger fucking Keri, I turned to Eric.

“Now, my friend, come with me”, I instructed. I took my naked sister Keri by her bound wrists and escorted her to the corner of the living room. Reaching up, I took a hanging planter down from the eye bolt mounted in the ceiling. Using a long piece of rope, I tied one end around Keri’s bound wrists, and the other end through the eye bolt. I pulled on the rope, pulling it up tight, raising Keri’s bound hands and arms well above her, until she was sharply bent at the waist. I tied the rope off, forcing her to remain in that exposed position. Her beautifully smooth ass was now exposed to be fondled or whipped. Her awesome breasts were hanging, awaiting torment. Eric was just about to learn about the latter.

“Eric, this is my slave”, I said. “You told me you have never whipped a woman before. Tonight, you are going to be privileged to whip the most beautiful ass in this town. Here, run your hands over this sweet ass.”

Eric ran his hands over Keri’s exposed ass, and than let his hand drift down to her smoldering pussy. He slapped her ass a couple of times, as if to test the texture. He then ran his hand down to Keri’s hanging breasts. He squeezed them, and pinched her nipples. Keri squirmed, as best she could, as Eric twisted her nipples.

I handed Eric a multi-strand whip. He visually measured the distance of his stroke, and brought he whip across Keri’s upraised ass. Immediately, delicate pink striations appeared on the smooth skin of her bottom. Eric liked whipping Keri. She was softly moaning as her ass as assaulted. Eric expanded his area of attack, at my suggestion. He brought the whip down to Keri’s breasts. They shook and trembled under the attack of Eric’s whip. About the time that I thought he was reaching her limit of pain, I stopped him. While he was whipping Keri, I was undressing. My cock was so hard it hurt. I moved behind Keri, and slipped my rigid member into her steaming pussy. She moaned louder, through her gag, as she felt my cock invade her cunt. Eric was undressing as I was fucking my helpless sister. As he finished undressing, I stopped fucking Keri, and untied the rope that held her in the bent over position. Keri was disappointed as I had not brought her to a cum, that she so desperately wanted.

I told Eric to sit on the couch as I removed the gag from Keri’s mouth.

“Keri, my sweet slave, I want you to go to Eric and welcome him to our home with a well executed blow-job. Make it the best he ever had.”

Eric watched as Keri knelt down in front of him. He was speechless as she leaned forward and kissed and licked the pre-cum from the head of his cock. She then leaned in further, and took his cock into her mouth. Eric nearly passed out. As Keri was sucking Eric’s cock, I moved behind her, and slipped my cock back into her sweet pussy. This was too much for Keri. I fucked her savagely. Before she had a chance to get Eric off, she succumbed to my cock and climaxed. She lost control and let his cock slip from her mouth as she buried her head in his crotch while she had a massive cum.

When she came back to her senses, she looked up at Eric, “Oh, Eric, Sir, I am very sorry. I should not have cum without permission. I am sorry I did not bring you to a cum. I am very sorry.”

Eric started to say, ’Oh that’s OK’, but I intervened. “Slave, you know you will have to be punished.”

Keri hung her head, “Yessir, Jack, Sir, I’m sorry.”

Quickly, I picked Keri up and carried her to my bed. I promptly placed her in the middle of the bed, on her back with her bound hands and arms pinned beneath her. Using two strands of rope, I tied her ankles to the corners of our four poster bed, spreading her legs widely.

“Eric, we have a slave here that needs to be punished. Take this whip and whip her pussy so she will not forget her duties”, I ordered.

At first, Eric was hesitant. He had never whipped a delicious pussy of a beautiful woman before. He was up to the task however, and in a minute or two, had Keri crying, begging to suck his cock. I stopped him at the appropriate time. At my suggestion, he climbed on the bed and straddled Keri’s body. He moved forward until his cock was at her mouth. As she opened her soft lips to receive him, his ass was pressing down on her upraised breast. He started humping and fucking her pretty mouth. Her lips wrapped around his erection as he fucked her face, with no mercy. In a moment or two, he came. The evening was nearly too much for him. His cock exploded in her mouth, sending jets of scalding cum down her throat.

The evening had gone well. Before it came to an end, Keri was fucked again by each of us, and she sucked me to a cum. After Eric left to go to his apartment, Keri and I showered together. She wanted to be hugged and kissed by me. She was able to give me another erection as she soaped and massaged by cock. I fucked her right there in the shower. She was wonderful sex slave, and I loved her.

Well, I am 32 now. I have an excellent career in engineering. Keri and I have moved to Chicago, and live together as man and wife. Everyone who knows us thinks we are married. She is become even more beautiful, and I am the envy of all the guys I know. It is a beautiful life, and I cannot imagine it being any different. Both our parents are gone now, so it is just us, and we love it. We know society would frown on how we live, but we don’t care. We are madly in love with each other.

Oh, yes, Keri is still my love slave, and yes, from time to time I share her with a very close friend or two. Yes, it’s an exciting and satisfying life.

THE END

CollarSub Part (II)

rampant_goblin on Fetish Stories

"Deborah, we have to talk about this." Said Simon replacing his spoon in his soup bowl. "I love you more than life itself, sweetheart but I’m frustrated as hell, honey."

"I know and I’m really sorry, it’s not that I don’t like sex, I just feel guilty and dirty, catholic upbringing, I don’t know why. I really don’t."

"I know you don’t, I know." Sighing, he took another mouthful of his soup, the bitterness in his mouth tainting the taste. He loved his wife, didn’t want anyone else.

" I…..I…" Nervously stuttering and then rapid firing the words Deborah tried to make some sense of things. She h

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ad tried before and she was willing to try again but they both knew how it would end. How it always ended. With tears and frustration and a grudging missionary position fuck with no lights in their marital bed. Just the same before they were married when she had assured him it would be different. That things would get better. That she could do all the things he so desperately wanted to do with her and to her. She had fallen in love with him that he was prepared to wait and she wanted so much to give him all his needs. Still he waited. "Let’s try again tonight. I’ll put on something sexy and…"

"Just leave it honey." He said not unkindly but with a kind of weary resignation. He smiled sadly and said "Honey if that’s all it’s gonna be then that’s all it’s gonna be. I didn’t fall in love with you for the sex and I didn’t marry you for the sex. I did those things because you make me feel good about myself and my life. I did those things because of who you are and I’ll come to terms with it if it’s the last thing I do, I promise." He stood as he spoke and slowly rounded the table. When he had finished speaking he kissed her lightly on the forehead. She held his arm and stroked it pressing it to her face softly.

"Good night honey."

"Good night, I’ll be up in ten minutes, I’ll just clear these plates."

It was actually more like fifteen minutes when she finally ascended the stairs. Running through her mental list. Doors locked. Everything off that has to be turned off. Check the phone is working. Check the mobile is charging. Alarm on. A final recheck that all has been done. A moment listening and then climbing quietly avoiding the ones that creaked. Enjoying the feel of the carpet on her bare toes. Counting them. A further handful of minutes in the bathroom. Light too bright for a second. Then neatly stacked toiletries. The spotless mirror. Immaculately folded colour coded towels. Meticulously cleaned teeth and face and hands. What is the matter with you asked the reflection or her. I really don’t know the reply, I really don’t. A mental conversation ensuing with ever more familiar spiral themes all coming back to nothing. She knew she was a sensual woman. Deep in her mind she entertained fantasies. Things she couldn’t admit to herself let alone anyone else, even Simon. Tableaux flashed through her consciousness, too brief to fully comprehend. More a momentary after image. A suggestion of writhing bodies, and sweat, of hands beating against lips. A hint of slow penetration. They came when Simon made love with her. She didn’t and never had masturbated. Sometimes she nearly came. She didn’t and never had done that either. But when she was closest, almost lost, the flashes of filth would enter her, take her to the brink and then leave her beached forever on the verge of coming. Then the guilt would come at such thoughts. Ill defined though they were they represented a Deborah she couldn’t deal with. Were she to acknowledge the visions she created. To accept them then it would make her a bad person. Going against her entire belief system. The girl or girls in the fantasies were always very slutty. Pants held to one side. Looking back with the intense concentration of lust. When she dared open the door a little she realised that the girls were being buggered as much as they were being fucked. When she peeped round the corner like a fearful-of-being-caught, naughty schoolgirl watching her friends making out sometimes there was more than one man with one woman. The very memories brought fresh sights. A summer afternoon, heat, hazed hills in the distance standing still against the closer ones hurrying by. A girl on a train. Young. Maybe seventeen. A studious look. Glasses. A brunette. Opening her legs so that a middle aged man can see up her skirt. No sound though only visuals. Sometimes it makes it more acceptable and fighting the urge to touch herself slid a little deeper into the fantasy. Her mind off guard, occupied by the struggle moved the scenario on. The girl was unaware of her show. Head dipped into her book. She absent-mindedly swung her thighs open and closed, open and closed. A sensual earthy beat to her movements. A summer slowness to all. The man had sensed the girls ignorance of the situation and had slowly placed his raincoat over his crotch, gently wanking his cock under it’s cover. The movement minimal. Could be the swaying of the compartment. Suddenly visions of the man pulling his cock from the young girls arse, still spurting it’s load into the gaping hole. The girl dropping swiftly to her knees and spraying his come all over her face. Licking it clean. Sucked back to reality by the sheer filth of the girls actions, her thoughts, the bad feelings began again. It was becoming a regular occurrence in her nightly routines. She felt bad. She felt horny. But she couldn’t feel horny enough to come. Ever. Something was missing. Sighing but resolute and determined try her best for Simon she looked at herself in the mirror one last time and went into the bedroom.

The room was lit with the glow of a hundred candles. Brown turns to gold at such moments and the soft diffused warmth of the room, curtains swaying with the breath of wind that came infrequently. The warm cold air of the early spring bringing with it the scent of a thousand flowers and blossom trees heavy with expectancy. Dripping with sex for as long as humanity. Worshipped throughout history and still now. Mozart played in the background unobtrusively with sensitivity of the genius. It was a beautiful bedroom without embellishment. Sparsely furnished with ash bed and polished floors. White linen drapes as curtains and on the walls. Concealed lighting with audio-triggered dimmer control. One clap on. Two claps off. Redundant tonight. A split level floor and built in alcoves containing various ornamental chess sets. Onyx and glass. Wood and stone. A passion of his.

"Come here, honey." Softly. She started across the room her faltering stride and smile betraying the fear that always came true. A self-fulfilling prophecy. She registered that he saw her hesitation. Saw it hit. Hurt. Saw him shrug it away and smile even more warmly than before. Another falter. This time a frown. She stopped and bit her lip.

"Simon," she began.

"Fuck it Deborah," snapping, "I’ve just about had enough. Please honey suck my cock, please, there’s a good girl." He added the last words to make light and try and take away the pain in his wife’s eyes. Sprung from his use of the word ‘fuck’, his momentary anger with her. Her inability to be the wife she wanted to be and he wanted her to be. It had happened before. Sometimes Simon would feel the well of disappointment and frustration, the surge of wanting to cry almost. He would swear and immediately regret it and they would cuddle and kiss and he would stroke her until she stopped crying and then they would make awkward love. Missionary position. All candles out. ‘Good girl’. The words echoed into infinity inside her. A strange thrill with each repetition. The girl on the train kneeling now, the man wanking hard over her upturned face. Two men. Three men. Hands on her chest. Her hands behind her back. A tie over her eyes. Her breasts exposed. Nipples ragingly hard. Her tongue out reaching twisting and turning to find her goal. The hand on her throat restricting her to being only able to find the end when she stretched to her utmost. A small taste of precome. Then pulling her close. Fast and furious hand smacking against her lips. An anonymous hand at her cunt, fingering slowly, sensually but insistently and methodically. Driving towards a frenzied edge, a need for release. Hers, his, all the same. She stood with her hand between her legs. Wetness seeping through the thin material. She didn’t feel any guilt. The room swam back into view and feeling empowered she walked over to her husband knelt down and softly took his cock into her mouth.

Simon watched with, at first, confusion at his wife’s reaction to his word. Saw her visibly soften her stance. Her hunched shoulders dropping to show the fine sculptured line of her neck. Her head tilting back slightly. And the hand. Her hand. Slowly tracing a line. Lost in some other world. Lightly brushing across nipple, past navel and moving between her slightly parted legs. The little moan that escaped her lips. The nipples erecting instantly. Straining to be more. Pulling the surrounding skin tight with excitement. Saw her shudder and awaken within her dream still. Slow motion now as she kneels between his legs. Looking at him. Eye to eye. Held in a vacuum of their own choice and making. A universe containing just the two. She guided the head of his cock into her mouth. A moment. She hesitated through unfamiliarity and started to panic a little slowly starting to pull her mouth off.. Simon tried to comfort with words. The same words.

"Please honey, suck it. You were being such a good girl then." Something unconscious had picked up a signal. Somewhere inside a correlation had been made. Liberated again, the thoughts came back. The girl on the train, fingers replaced with cocks. Astride one and being buggered by another still the hand at her throat denied her. Now there was sound. Crashing in and over her. The train steady rhythm beating in tandem with the lunges of the men fucking the girl. The sloppy sound of the man wanking himself hard against the girls lips while she strove to get him in her mouth. Hair sticking to her face. Chest red with sex rash. Please. Beg. Please. No. Please. Hands held by the buggerer. No freedom to move. Just her head and tongue. Held tightly in position. Hard cocks slipping with ease into both holes. Coming again and again and again and their seemingly endless onslaught continued. Still not enough. Want him in my mouth. Please. Beg. Please. Open your mouth, there’s a good girl. Steel hard silk on her tongue. Hand still holding neck hard and mouth being fucked. Curling her tongue and maintaining a suction, needing his come.

Once again Simon was amazed at his wife’s reaction. She had engulfed his cock as though she had only ever done that in her life. She worshipped it eyes closed, humming, fingering herself madly. She had never touched herself before now he knew that. He was sure that she was unaware of her ministrations lost as she was somewhere else. He wasn’t even sure she knew what she was doing to his cock either. She seemed to be in some kind of trance.

"Oh good girl. Good girl." He murmured. Deborah heard it from afar, it penetrated her dream. All the men were saying it. the girl on the train was panting. Coming hard again. Simon came with a violence. The men on the train started coming. Surreally now all standing wanking hard over the girls face. Eyes peering up over her glasses. Clothes untouched now. Somehow replaced without being removed. Her hair beautiful, soft and shining. Her smile trusting and innocent. All the men shot simultaneously into her mouth. With the impossibility of fantasy each strong spurt landed cleanly and filled her mouth. She was aware now that Simon was bucking his hips and filling her own mouth. Saying ‘good girl’ over and over again. She swallowed as his come continued to pour. Years of frustration responding to the soft release. Painful in its intensity. She came. A small come but definitely a come. Her first. Beautiful. Soft.

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Snakes (part2)

RenaRena on Incest Stories

............So there I am hiding away in the barn as my brothers girlfriend is sucking on Boonies cock and my mom is now walking through the barn.  I just sat there, as my mom is getting closer to finding out the truth about Becca.  I was scared, worried and my heart was throbbing so fast in what was about to happen next.  In a way, I felt guilty because I could just see it now.  mom was going to have a heart attack and I was going to be the cause of it because I didn't stop her from coming in.  I could tell my breathing was getting more heavy, any heavier, and Becca was going to know I was there.  I crouched down more and there it was, the explosion was about to happen.  Mom just opened the gate to the pin quietly

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and is watching as Becca slurps down my dogs dick.  Becca didn't even notice that she was standing there.  Mom, didn't say anything, which I had to believe that she couldn't have truly known what was right smack in front of her face.  Gees, she really was that naive.... or what?  WHAT???

There is mom approaching them both and not saying a thing.  She can't be that dumb, and then it happened.  Mom, MY MOM, leaned down and spread Beccas legs wide open.  I don't understand what the heck is going on, but I was utterly confused and mad as hell as my mother stuck her head between Beccas legs and started licking her pussy.  I didn't know what to do.  All I know is that I wanted to get the hell out of there and quickly.  I didn't even care to be quiet at all.  I just didn't want to see anymore of this sick shit.  But I was stuck.  I couldn't move and neither did my eyes.  I was almost in tears and I watched her bury her head deep between those legs and her head bobbing up and down.  Then Becca pulled her mouth away from Boonies cock and said "Martha, there you are, I thought that I was going to have to do this alone this morning.  Where have you been?  Any later and Dwights cum would have been licked up by Boonie".  My mom replied with, "I know Becca, I wanted to get out here earlier but Sarah had gotten up not feeling well and so I had to tend to her first".  To me, I had to be dreaming this all up.  There is no way mom would do such a thing.  She is so innocent, so MOM.  But she was there, Becca was there, and Boonie too.  Dwight had been there, he did cum in her pussy and mom was knowingly licking it out of her.  I still wanted to get out of there, but stilll....I was frozen.  They started kissing and fingering each other as Boonie was taking turns licking them both.  My dog is now licking on my mothers pussy as Becca is sucking and fondling her breasts.  I was wrong about mom having a heart attack only to think it was me who would probably end up having one.

I stayed through the whole thing.  I watched now as Boonie got  behind my mother.  As it was, she was on all fours digging her tongue into Beccas cunt and moaning about how good her son's cum tastes.  How it always tastes so good and better each time she eats it from Beccas insides.  Meanwhile, Boonie mounts my mom and starts thrusting forward at my mom.  "Martha, let me help Boonie real quick, he is so thrilled to see you I can tell.  I don't think he wants to wait anymore to get inside of you again".  Again?  Mom has done this before?  Becca gets up and gets to the side of mom, gripping Boonies cock (of course taking a quick lick at it)she guides it towards moms pussy.  Boonie pumps more and more and then I can hear him rip through her wet pussy.  My dog is now fucking my mom and I was watching the whole thing happen.  As shocked and almost in tears as I was, I could feel my nipples getting hard.  I am watching a threesome between mom, Becca and my dog and I was getting confusingly excited about it.  I could tell that I myself was getting wet down there.  I watched as thrust after thrust my mom is getting closer to an orgasm and Beccas too with mom eating her pussy out.  Maybe I'm wrong, maybe this was normal and I was weirded out for nothing.  I don't even know what I know anymore but all I know was that I wanted to cum and by each moan from my mom, the sight of Beccas cunt being eaten out by mom and seeing Boonies huge cock, I was getting really close and by the way I was feeling dizzy, I could tell this orgasm was going to be the best I ever felt so far.  Boonie started moving faster and deeper inside mom and after all the times I have watched him fuck Becca, I knew he was going to start cumming real soon.  Did Dwight even know what was happening here?  How long has this been going on?  I didn't know, but I wouldn't doubt it if she's fucked Jeremy too.  That was turning my on as well.  Then Boonie stopped and I knew it was happening, he hit it deep and was going real fast, he rammed his baseball size balls inside her and she yelped in pleasure. Moms huge breasts were swaying back and forth and it was getting my so excited to see them do that. I knew that she was small there, but I never really noticed how huge they really were.  They were actually rather sexy. He started cumming in her and she was backing into him for more.  She wanted all of his dog cum inside of her.  Becca got up and got under mom in a 69 position.  Mom, tried to lick Becca as much as Boonie would allow, as it was hard to keep her head still enough to continuously keep licking her while he was ramming himself into her hole.  Becca was now licking moms cunt and you could see her getting hit in the head by Boonie everytime he thrusts again and again against mom.  Mom started crying out in joy as she started cumming and she's fingering Becca.  Becca was getting moms tongue and the touch of her fingers moving inside of her and she was now cumming.  Mom saw it squirting out of her and put her head down to suck it up.  Right there, the view of all three of them caused me to also cum.  I cummed so hard I thought for a moment they heard me moan.  I'm not sure if they did or not, but I just kept going.  In a way, I almost hoped they did, then the next time.....maybe they would include me in on it.  Boonie was now restless as he was trying to get out of her.  Becca just held him close to her as so not let his balls rip out of her.  After about 15 minutes of Becca licking around mom and Boonie down there, his balls started shrinking and it slid out of her gaping cunt.  His cum started flowing out and Becca quickly opened her mouth under her pussy and started swallowing all that poured out of her.  It seemed endless.  After all, mom turned around and laid on top of Becca and they shared the cum that remained in her mouth.  Watching the two of them as their bodies lay together as one was so appealing and I was getting a little envious watching Becca and her carress each others breasts and bodies the way they did.  I licked my own cum from my fingers and quietly left the barn before they saw me.

As I was walking in the house all I could think of was that nothing would be seen the same.  I went from being disgusted by all that I was spying on to being turned on by watching them.  Thinking mom as my mom to thinking that I loved the way her body moved in sync with Beccas body and Boonies too of course.  I went in the house, took a shower and got ready to start on preparing breakfast.

That afternoon, from all that my eyes had seen and my mind had learned I was exhausted.  I had finished with all my chores and I was ready for a nap.  I went to my room and closed the door.  I had to be laying down for quite some time because when I heard Samuel frantically asking if anyone had seen his snake.  I was groggy from my nap.  I had to have been because normally I would have been freaking out.  I  guess I just subconsiously told myself I was just going to stay where I was and then I didn't have to worry about running into that nasty thing.  I started to fall asleep again when I had felt something moving under my covers.  As tired as I was, I just laid there.  I certainly didn't think anything bad.  It must have been nothing because it stopped.  I fell back asleep.  As I laid there, I started having a dream about my mom and Becca, of course, let's not forget Boonie.  I started rubbing my breasts and getting excited from it.  At least that is what I thought.  Somewhere in there, this felt like more that a dream.  I started dreaming that Boonie was mounting me, it was some dream because it felt like Boonie was actually inside of me.  This was the best dream I think I have ever had, nothing could have felt so real.  I was actually having a wet dream.  Haven't you ever thought that while you were dreaming?  Where you were in the dream but you knew that it was a only a dream but it felt real at the same time?  It was so weird. 

 Although, I think that I would have rather had my first time in real life rather than in a dream.  I know laying there for real, I was spreading my legs, as if I was really getting fucked my Boonie or something.  As I spread my legs, I could feel that dreamy feeling that it was getting deeper and just filling my insides.  I never thought that it would feel squirmy though.  But what did I know, I've only had my fingers inside of me.  I was so excited and I knew that not in my dreams, but in my sleeping body I was going to cum.  I was touching my breasts and squeezing them hard.  I had moved one of my hands down to my cunt and rubbing my clit, I could feel over my belly it moving.  This was the greatest dream ever.  I was starting to cum now and I wanted to keep it going.  I started rubbing it harder, until finally, I was cumming.  I started moaning and from all the pulsating I felt, I felt like I was truly for real full of something.  I felt like something was inside of me and then I started to wake up.  I propped my head up and felt movement in between my legs.  I didn't know what was going on but it felt good and I was loving how it had made me cum.  All of a sudden I looked down and saw the head of my brothers snake poking out of my pussy.  I started to freak out and then realized I needed to calm down because I was afraid I would freak it out and it would bite me.  I nervously laid there with my legs spread wide open and waited for it to slither out of my hole.  It didn't really move much more than just getting it's head out for air I guess. It just remained coiled up inside of me and as grossed out as I was about even being in the same room as one of these things, I didn't feel in a rush as for it to come out of me either.  The way the slithering movements were inside of me, I realized that it wasn't my dream so much that was turning me on but the fact that this snake had crawled up inside of my pussy and made me cum.  Moving it's slithering body slowly inside of me until it was completely inside of me.  I was actually starting to throb down there thinking about it.  Then I heard my brother knocking on the door for me.  As it startled me, I jumped a little in my place and it caused the snake to bury it's head back into it dark and dank cave, so to speak.  I quickly put my legs together, pulled the covers over me and turned to my side.  I called him in and he had asked me if I had seen his snake that he couldn't find it anywhere.  i told him that I had no idea where it was and that he knew he had best find it before I left my room.  I told him not to come back to my room until he did find it. ( I thought, that should keep everyone out for a while.)  As he was mumbling about something, I could feel this thing moving around inside of me and it was making my want to cum.  I could feel that it's fork like tongue was going in and out of its mouth and it was hitting me in that one area that one "spot".  I tried to think of other things as I didn't want to cum with my little brother standing next to my bed, talking about his lost snake, when all the while it was his precious snake that was squirming inside of my pussy about to make me cum.  I was fucking his pet and my special spots were loving it.  I was starting to get dizzy and  I knew that if he didn't leave soon it would be too late and it was going to happen anyway.  He kept going and I heard him say that it was one of his rough green snakes and it was the 12 inch one.  I told him to get the heck out that I was trying to sleep and not to disturb me anymore.  He shut the door and it all let loose.  I kept my legs together and I noticed that it was more intense when I did that.  I started thinking of the fact that I have a 12 inch snake completely hidden away in my pussy.....Then it happened, I was cumming all over the thing.  I could feel it squirming more in me by now as it was definitely feeling me squeezing in on him.  I just laid there.  I spread my legs and just fell asleep from being now exhausted from that deep intense orgasm. 

......more to come

Kidnapping Kerry - Part Three

Sir James on Incest Stories

Kidnapping Keri - Part Three

Being young, horny and virtually in love with my beautiful sister, I found that every time I saw her or got close to her, my cock would rear its lusty head. I was turned on, constantly. Keri must have felt the same way, as she was always ready for what ever I wanted to do. I really loved Keri, and I especially loved the Bondage “captive/kidnap” games we played. When we were alone, however, it was not a game. It was becoming a way of life. It seemed natural that Keri would be restrained and helpless, being subjected to some type of sexual torment and sexual abuse.

On one occasion, some time after letting Damon become part of our “real” captive activities, I expanded his r

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oll. Keri was about to turn 16, and I wanted to expand her sexual slavery. By now I had read several adult novels on the subject, including “The Story of O”. I realized that there was a whole world of people who were into this type of activity. I required Keri to read these books, and I even gave her written tests, requiring her to give her orally.

She was required to strip, get on her knees, and while stroking my exposed cock, she was to tell me in great, and graphic detail the contents of the book. She would describe in graphic detail, to her big brother, about how the heroine was imprisoned and the vary sex acts she was subjected to by her captors, how she was restrained, and how she was tortured. Keri would then be asked how she reacted to what she had read. She worked hard at being specific. She knew it was a turn on for me, and for her. After reciting the details of the book, she would be spanked for any mistakes she made, and then was soundly fucked as a finally. I am convinced that book clubs would experience a surge in their attendance if they required book reading like I did of Keri.

On several occasions, I would restrain Keri in the same manner as the heroine in the adult book, torture and use her sexually in the same way as described in the book. This required Keri to expound on what happened in the book, and then submit to whatever happened to the heroine.

On one occasion, I let Damon have Keri alone, all by himself, or so it would seem. I included Damon in our “kidnap” games, sometimes as often as once a week. During the “games”, Damon was allowed to bind, torment, and fuck Keri as much as he wanted. His cock was no stranger to her mouth. Damon even wanted to date Keri, I but I did not want that. Keri was my lover, and my sex slave, and I wanted it that way. Keri wanted the same thing. She was a willing participant in our “kidnap” games, but she wanted to be my lover, exclusively.

On this occasion, Damon’s parents were gone overnight, leaving him home alone. I told Keri to dress in a mini skirt and blouse, with no underwear. By now she had been purchased a couple of pair of high heel shoes to wear for dress wear. She was instructed to put on a black pair of these high heel shoes, which better exhibited her great tanned legs. I then gave her a small athletic bag which contained a some of my collection of bondage equipment. Her next order was to walk across the street to Damon’s house, and surrender to him., and submitted to what ever he wanted to do to her. She was apprehensive. I kissed and fondled her for a few minutes, and told her that she did not have to do this, but as my sex slave I expected her to do what I told her. She agreed to my request, and picked up the athletic bag, and headed across to Damon’s house. After Keri was inside Damon’s house, by arrangement, I sneaked in his back door. I wanted to secretly watch Keri as Damon put her through her paces. I wanted to see how she handled being a bound sex slave, alone, with someone other than me.

Next, using a long length of rope, he quickly tied her hands in front of her. He then looped the rope through and “eye” bolt in the ceiling. This “eye” bolt normally supported a hanging pot and plants. He pulled on the rope, forcing Keri’s hands above her head, stretching her towards the ceiling. He tied the rope off, forcing Keri to remain in this stretched position. Improvising, using a old broom stick, the tied Keri’s ankles to the ends of the stick, spreading her magnificent legs. She was a picture of helpless beauty. Her legs, breasts, and especially are ass are displayed to advantage. Her smooth belly was stretched tight, with her sweet pussy on display.

“Prisoner, open your mouth”, was Damon’s next order.

Keri saw the he had gagging material. She issued an helpless sigh, and opened her mouth. Quickly, Damon stuffed a wadded handkerchief in her mouth, securing it tightly with one of his mother’s black silken scarves. This just made Keri look even more helpless, vulnerable, and beautiful. As I watched, my cock was rampant. I removed my pants to ease the painful pressure on my dick. I gently stroked myself as I watch Damon work on Keri.

Once she was secured and gagged, Damon undressed. His cock stuck straight from his body. There was a glistening drip of “pre-cum” on the tip and throbbed with his heart beat. He moved to Keri, hugging her and pulling her into his body. He pressed his stiff cock against her stomach, leaving a trail of pre-cum moisture there. It seemed that he was attempting to fondle all of her at once. He hands were everywhere. He was kissing her gagged face, and touching her stretched body, every where. Keri had closed her eyes, and was moaning, softly.

Damon, slipped his cock into Keri. She moaned loudly as this phallic invasion. Damon started to fuck her with abandon. It was if he was out of control and could not wait to put is cock in her pussy. As he fucked her, he was spanking her ass. Needless to say, in just a minute or two, he was cumming. Even though Keri was ready to cum, Damon came too quick and she was not able to get there. Needless to say, she was turned on, with no relief.

After coming down from his climax, he pulled his cock from her steaming pussy. Her eyes had a look of desperation as she wanted to have a cum too. She watched Damon, to see what he was doing to do. He cock was beginning to flag, just a little as he walked over to my athletic bag to retrieve a whip. In the last year or so, I was able to secure a professionally made whip that would sting and hurt, without leaving a lot of damage. It was ideal to use on Keri. She could feel the whip, yet not be significantly marked up.

Damon brought the whip back to Keri, and walked around her, touching her body as he gently stroked her with the whip. Then he stood behind her, and with a determined look, he raised the whip and brought it down sharply on her magnificent ass. Keri jumped as much as she could given her stringent bondage, but before she could recover, he struck her again. She yelped from behind her gag as he struck again. Damon was in his stride. He lashed her ass at least 30 more strokes before he stopped. Keri was moaning, with tears running down her sweet face.

Damon then walked around her, using the whip to randomly lash her breasts, pussy, and thighs. Keri never really knew where he would strike next. He loved watching her breasts quiver when they were struck. Her pussy seemed to be a favorite target, also. The fact that she was aroused, had been denied a cum, and was being whipped, only aroused her more. Damon’s cock was rigid again. My cock was aching as I watched my pretty little sister being tortured and fucked.

Damon laid the whip down, and released Keri’s bondage on her wrists. This was only temporary as he quickly bound her wrists behind her back. Only then did he release her ankle bondage. He ordered Keri to her knees. After walking around her like a slave owner, he produce a black sleep mask from my athletic bag. Keri was effectively blindfolded. Damon then removed her gag, and gave her a drink of water.

“Prisoner, you are ordered to open you mouth, and keep it open. Do you hear me?”

Keri replied, meekly, “Yessir, I understand.”

“No matter what happens, you are not to close you mouth!”

He punctuated his order by lashing her across her breasts, twice. Keri moaned as she bit her lip. She then opened her sweet mouth just as she was told.

Damon, quietly, turned and motioned me into the room. With as much stealth as I possessed, I came into the room and stood before the blindfolded Keri. My cock was hard and aching. Keri knelt there with her sweet mouth open to what ever Damon wanted to put in it. I eased up and slipped my cock into my sister’s mouth. Instinctively, Keri closed her sweet lips around my cock and started sucking. Then she got a surprise.

Damon was standing behind her and spoke, “Keri, no matter what, keeping sucking the cock you have in your mouth.”

To emphasize he order, he spanked her, hard on each cheek of her ass with his hand. Keri, jumped when her ass was struck, but she kept my cock in her mouth, and kept sucking. She also realized that she was NOT sucking Damon’s cock. She had a cock in her mouth, but did not know who it belonged to. As she sucked this “strange” cock, Damon kept slowly spanking her, just to let her know she was to kept sucking, or suffer worse treatment. She knew Damon was in control, and that her brother and protector was not with her. She had to submit and suck this stranger‘s cock. She was both afraid, and turn on at the same time..

Keri kept sucking, and I could not help myself. With what was happening to Keri, I was very aroused. In a matter of a couple of minutes, I was cumming wildly in Keri’s mouth. As I did so, Damon, now using the whip, was lashing Keri’s ass.

“Prisoner”, he exclaimed, “keep sucking, you had better swallow all his cum!”

Keri worked hard at accomplishing Damon’s order, and was able to swallow all my issue. Even after all this time, I was still in awe of seeing the pretty full lips of my beautiful sister wrapped around my cock. It was a beautiful sight.

As my cock softened in her mouth, I let is slip out, and went back to my hiding place, and put my clothes on. I sneaked back out the rear door of Damon’s house and went home. Later I learned that Damon had fucked Keri until she had a climax, then required her to clean he cock with her mouth, and suck him to another cum. He then released her to come home to me.

I was watching TV, a bondage porno flick, when Keri returned home. She came to me and gave me a passionate hug and kiss, but she was a little quiet. I had her sit on the couch beside me and I put my arm around her. Without being told, she opened her blouse exposing her breasts, after which she pulled up her skirt, exposing her pussy. She was a perfect little sex slave. She knew I liked her exposed, and had told her to expose herself to me at every opportunity.

“Would you like me to be naked, or like this”, she asked softly.

“Oh, for now, I think I like this. Just stay as your are. I like to see your tits exposed in an open blouse. They look good like that”, I answered.

I kissed her and toyed with her breasts. I had opened my trousers, and Keri extracted my cock, and was gently stroking it.

“You are very quiet. Are you alright”, I asked?

Keri told me what had happened at Damon’s, and how he had required her to suck a stranger’s cock. She knew I wanted all the details of what had happened to her. I found it exciting to listen to her tell what had gone on, and how she was used.

“What did you do? Did you obey Damon”, I inquired.

“Well…yes…, I did as I was told. He was whipping me…, and I was tied…, so I did what Damon told me to do.”

“You know…, that sex slaves are often made to do things that they don’t expect, or even like. They don‘t have much choice”, I explained.

“Jack, I know. I just was not expecting it. You’re right, I love being your slave and I know I must do what you say, and what anyone who “captures” me says. I just did not expect it. I also wonder who the person was, and if he knows me”, she wondered.

“Do you still want to be my love and sex slave”, I asked.

With a quiver in her voice and a tear in her eye, she answered, “Oh, yes. Jack, please, I want to be your love, and sex slave forever! I was just worried that you would be mad at me for sucking a stranger’s cock without permission, and not trying to resist. I thought you would have wanted me to resist, and since I didn’t that, maybe you would not want me. I don’t want to lose you and what we have!”

I smiled and kissed her, and replied, “No, I am not upset. I know you did what you were ordered to do, and you had no choice. I am sure it turned Damon on to make you do that, I know I would be. I like it when you submit to me, or anyone who has you in “captivity”. You will always be my love and my sex slave. I suppose you will have to get used to what ever you may be made to do.”

I continued, “You know, little sister, when you decided to be my sex slave, you agreed that I, or anyone I let “kidnap” you, can do anything they want to you, and you have no choice. If you resist, they can punish and rape you until you submit.”

Keri snuggled into me, and squeezed my now rigid cock. With a tear in her eye, she looked up at me and said, “Oh, Jack, I love you. I am your sex slave, and I will do what you want me to do. I want you to want me to be your lover and sex slave, and to be happy to have me as your slave.”

I kissed her, and kissed her again. “Sweet slave, you are mine, and I will never let you go. You will be my lover and sex slave forever.”

I could not handle it any longer. I pushed her down on the couch, and lay down between magnificent her legs. I kissed the tears from her eye. She hugged me, and kept kissing me as I slipped my rampant cock into her sweet steaming pussy and fucked my beautiful sister. How could any one ask for more than what Keri was offering me. I wanted her to be my sex slave and lover for the rest of our lives.

Continued…

 

Damon was like a kid in a candy store. He was excited and seemed to want to do everything at once. Once he had Keri inside his house, he ordered her to undress, which she did. He made her keep her high heel shoes on. She was stunning. Keri and I continued to expand our sexual activity, and we continued to play “captive” games with Damon. I chose not to include Jerry as he would be moving to Seattle very soon, and I was not sure he could kept our activities secret.

The Other Room Chapter 6

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  The Other Room Chapter 6

Over the next couple of months I would dance for daddy’s friends and let them kiss and touch me.   Now I would drop my skirt and dance in my underwear or teasingly strip off my top.   These sessions didn’t happen very often, only when mum was out in the evening but other times I would, for a few minutes walk into a room and sit wide legged letting men see between my legs or wearing a short skirt I would bend over just to let them have a good view.

I didn’t need to bother to look for a an excuse, in fact sometimes I would just stand next to a man while he slid his hand up my s

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kirt and stroked my inner thighs whilst daddy sat and looked on.   I had become a willing young schoolgirl slut – and loved it!   When I came home from school I always looked into the lounge to see if daddy was with anyone – and went to tease them unashamedly. Other times the men would be unsuspecting and daddy would love to see their reaction when I “accidentally” showed more than was decent.

On those occasions when daddy had more time I knew when he suggested we should all “Go into the other room” that he wanted me to be at my naughtiest.   To exhibit myself in front of daddy and his friends in just knickers and bra would arouse me immensely and sometimes I would just sit around with them like that while they chatted and drank in between touching or kissing me or sometimes just looking and feeling their crotch.

One evening as dad was in the lounge with three men he waited while mum went out then came to my room and asked me if I had finished my homework.   I said yes and dad said that mum would be out until late and if we waited while my sister was sound asleep then I could join them for “some fun.”   By now he had given up pretending he wanted me to be nice to clients and friends because it might be useful to him – now he just wanted me to be naughty with them.   I wondered why he wanted to be so obliging to his friends because at that point I hadn’t realised his true motives.

I agreed and thirty minutes later had picked out a little skirt to wear.   I enjoyed my role and liked it when men paid me attention so tried to dress sexy for them.   As I was stood in my panties dad came into the room.   Somehow now there was a different feeling – being undressed in front of him was certainly not unusual now – but then usually we weren’t alone!   Dad stood near and I could feel his eyes penetrating and see the lust in his eyes.   I was used to seeing dad smile wickedly as he watched me but usually the lust came from other men.

I blushed as he handed me a bunch of garments and I listened as he spoke in a faltering voice.

“I thought it would be interesting if you wore these – they’re your mother’s but she won’t know.”

Two things made me excited – one that it was going to be another naughty secret – which always gave me a thrill.   The other, which also made me blush – was that he handed me black stockings and little black lacy panties so see through and flimsy that I was even more surprised when I realised that tangled up in them was also an equally flimsy bra.   This made my heart pound because clearly this was going a step further.

  I looked at daddy and thought what this meant.   This was more than letting men touch his daughter while she cavorted around in her underwear giving out kisses – naughty sexy games.   This was daddy wanting his daughter to be a filthy little slut – a fourteen year old sex toy.   As I wondered yet again why daddy should be so accommodating to his friends I didn’t know that I was about to realise something quite shocking and breathtaking.   The naïve way I had of looking and reasoning at this situation was about to be transformed.

There had been three different categories of men up to now.   The unsuspecting ones that thought it was all accidental, The ones that liked to look and just enjoy their lustful thoughts and have me sit on their knee and the close friends of daddy who didn’t pretend – the   ones that got to touch me – the ones I would dance and parade in my underwear for.   Even these though knew there was a line that they couldn’t overstep and though they ran hands over my body and kissed me sexually that’s as far as it went.   As far as I was concerned that was the limits daddy had set for them – actually I never asked or questioned it.

The men here were the later type and as I walked into the room I knew something different was going to happen tonight.   I heard the sharp intakes of breath as the saw the dark stockings and caught glimpse of black bra under my loosely buttoned blouse.   The skirt was very short and showed just an inch of white thigh above the stocking tops when I moved.   I perched on the arm of a chair and displayed my legs then walked around giving them a “show”.   The men were already in a lustful mood and in no time I had one of them sidle up behind me and begin to gyrate his hips to the sound of the music, pressing his crotch into me.

As his hands came around my waist and rested just below my breast he remarked to daddy how good I looked and said he hoped I would be making them happy men before they left to go home.   He kissed me and right away it felt different to me, more sexual, like I was a much older woman.   I saw too that the other men sat silently watching not laughing or grinning like they normally did making lewd comments.   I blushed up a little when I saw one was already touching himself more openly than normally.

I heard gasps and swear words when the man slowly slid my skirt up my thighs and I shivered.   My stomach knotted and fluttered because unlike other times they would see much more.   My vagina was hardly covered by the lacy panties and already they had folded into my slit.   I looked at daddy expecting him to do something and realised that this is what he wanted.   As my crotch was uncovered and the men made several comments and noises my eyes never left daddy’s who looked at me as though he was trying to gauge my reaction.  

I saw his gaze then slowly fall down my body and stop at the point that was interesting the other men.   As his eyes came back to meet mine a wicked smile broke on his face.   Daddy’s eyes stayed with mine as I felt my blouse being unbuttoned until the two halves could be completely separated.   The hand that rubbed over my tits may as well have been on bare flesh and I felt my nipple stiffen.   I heard the men grunt as they noticed it too and my nerves did strange things.   This was disturbing and mind boggling, I knew this was very bad, very wicked and wanton – and very exciting.


With my eyes still locked on daddy’s I felt myself being pushed gently toward the other men and I jumped a little when a hand touched my inner thigh.   With a pounding heart I quickly glanced down and saw just how much of my body was on display.   My mind was spinning at this unbelievable event – here was my father, watching it all.   I was even more stunned when a voice broke my thoughts.

“Fucking hell – what a gorgeous cunt she has!”

I blushed and gasped at the language and waited for daddy to remonstrate with the man – but he did nothing.   This was me they were talking about – his daughter.   Without warning I was pulled down on the couch but not merely to sit.   I was pulled back on to the lap of one man and looked up to face him at the same time just one my legs were lifted onto the lap of another.   With one leg remaining on the floor my skirt was over my hips and my legs were as wide as they would comfortably go.   To my shame and horror I felt my vaginal lips stretch open and knew the men could now see not just my pussy, but its red inner damp lips hardly covered by the black lace.

I whimpered and gasped as the men talked of cunt and tits – my cunt and tits – a little scared now that I was out of my depth.   Still I was consciously aware that daddy was doing nothing, allowing it – here he was simply watching.   When a finger traced a line over my vulva and slipped into my hole I screamed out – not too loudly but with a shock and astonishment.   Then I heard a comment that freaked me out and numbed my brain.   As another hand blatantly mauled my tits delving under my bra a voice said.

“It’s OK – your daddy doesn’t mind – he knows how you like it!

Daddy had given them permission – before I had even come into the room?   Had I a choice now – could I stop it if I wanted?

For a while I lay there while daddy watched this man masturbate me – and his friend uncover my tits.   The other man not wanting to be left out sat on the carpet my by head and kissed me forcing his tongue into my mouth.   Whether it was true or not he delighted in telling the others that now I was responding, enjoying it, becoming aroused.

  What was daddy going to do now when one man asked, “Does she want more?”

Another voice asked daddy, “What do you think – is it OK?”

I struggled, trying to protest, not able to speak because of the man kissing me – only to be horrified when I heard the next comment.

“Watch how she writhes – she loves it!”

I became very aware how my wriggling was pushing my pussy against the man’s fingers and how the movement of my hips must look to the men.   The man fingering me became more active and he hit the spot that pleasured me when I was alone doing it myself.   I cried out again when the man kissing me came up for air.


“She’s making a fair bit of noise,” a voice said.

Then daddy’s voice cut through clear and crisp.

“She’s going to wake up her sister.   Take her into the other room.   No one will hear us there.”

The fact that daddy was going to allow this to carry on shocked me – but not as much as the sight that met my eyes when I was allowed to stand.   As I threw him a quick glance before being ushered into the other room I saw what his hands were doing.   His fingers were on his fly and he was zipping up his trousers – daddy had been playing with his cock while he had watched his friends use my tits and pussy.   Sat where he was he could see right between my legs he had been able to watch every little movement.

Stunned by this I remained silent while the door was quietly closed and enjoying the extra security the little room offered the men mauled and kissed me while they discussed in lewd terms what they would like to do to me.   Again I looked for daddy’s reaction but saw no sign of reluctance or guilt.   As my legs were parted and skirt once again pulled high for hands and eyes to lust over me all I saw was daddy’s wicked smile.

It was then that I realised for the first time that all this wasn’t just because daddy liked to please his friends – and offered me, his daughter up on a plate.   It was for his perverted delight – it was for his own sexual fulfilment – his pleasure!   Daddy got great sexual satisfaction from watching me with other men – Daddy was turned on by me – my body!

  The effect on me by this sudden revelation had an amazing effect on me – one of increasing my sexual arousal and consenting to what was going to happen next.

I had to test daddy – see if I was right – watch his reaction.   For the first time I really did begin to respond.   Now I welcomed the mouth closing over my lips, now my hips really did move in an effort to increase my sexual delight.   The men loved it and whistled and swore.   Daddy, I could see was very hard – had a very big bulge.

Sat with body side on to the men the one behind me played with arse and tits, one sat in front fingering my hole while the third was relegated once again to sitting on the carpet holding my legs wide and kissing my thighs.   The men were going wild aroused by my willing and submissive nature and now one felt able to ask father a question.

“Let’s take her panties off – can we do that?”

I looked at daddy defiantly without any trace of fear or horror – and as he looked blankly toward me he nodded consent.   The men swore again as they couldn’t believe their luck when I assisted them by raising my hips and looking again at daddy as soon as the garment was peeled off I let my legs fall open giving all but the man behind me a full view of my open wet cunt.

Daddy must have been wondering what was going through my mind and I could see he was surprised.   Now, knowing daddy’s perverted desires I had an idea – one that would blow his mind – if he really wanted me to be a slut for him – liked to watch me with men.   Picking my time I adjusted my position and sat upright.   The men, thinking I was about call a halt sat still and silent waiting for me to stand.   Instead, I unclipped my skirt and slid it off, leaving me naked from the waist down.   As the men began to fondle me surprised by my actions I turned to let the man on my right kiss me – and slowly let my hand creep toward his crotch – and cover his bulge.

The effect was electric – all in the room were stunned and it stopped their breath.   Her I was, this fourteen year old, taking the initiative and wanting to feel a cock!   Not having to be coaxed persuaded or bribed – and in front of her daddy too!   And what about daddy?   Out of the corner of my eye I could see his jaw drop.   I was scared but excited as all went quiet – and the only thing to be heard was the sound of the man’s trousers being unzipped.

There was a chance daddy would not like me doing this.   Up to now he had only seen men touching me – how would he feel now about me being as outrageous as starting to take out the men’s cock’s and play with them?   I was excited and kept giving daddy little glances.   Then I went for it – I placed my hand inside the man’s pants and gripped his shaft.   There were more gasps and whistles from the others as my hand began to move.   Slowly I pulled the weapon from its cover and began to openly masturbate it.

My tits were massaged with a new intensity by another man who had become very turned on indeed as he watched.   Then the sound of other zips being undone could be heard and I fired a furtive look toward dad.   I caught my breath as I saw him following suit – he was about to take out his cock.   His face had an expression that was neither a smile nor a frown – it was one that showed he was experiencing pure perverted pleasure.

The feel of the hot stiff cock in my hand was arousing me but as I looked at daddy at the same time the sight of his hard penis – and what he was doing to it – really blew my mind.   Daddy was masturbating in front of me – and I was determined to make him so turned on that he would ejaculate – while I watched!

Amidst lewd and dirty comments my other hand was guided to a cock and for a few minutes I played with both.   Then there was a restless fidgeting and I sensed the men wanted something more.   I needed little persuasion as a hand began to guide my head down toward the man’s lap and as his cock brushed against my face I opened my mouth and still pulling on the foreskin I took it between my lips.   I noticed dad’s hand work faster on his dick and his eyes glaze over as he watched.

After that I was in a dream world as the men moved me from one penis to another and even began to return the favour as it were by licking my pussy.   Eventually I found myself lying flat on my back with a man perched over me.   They had become very quiet – this was it – they wanted to fuck me.   All was quiet as one man looked at dad and I just about managed to see his nod.   Carefully and slowly the man started to push his penis inside my pussy whilst his friends held me steady.   They looked for my reactions and I couldn’t help but give off little moans and cries.


With one final thrust the weapon was home and again verbal expletives filled the air as he picked up pace, fucking me hard.   Now they had decided that anything was permissible and a cock was offered to my mouth to suck.   Now with a nervous laugh they all enjoyed me with the third man settling for the feel of my hand round his dick.   He hadn’t long to wait before he could take a turn and as soon as the man fucking me satisfying his lust before his cock was replaced as fast as it was taken out.

Now I was just their sex toy to be used as they wished – and daddy watched with great pleasure.   It was the sight of sperm splashing over my lips and face that sent him over the top and I turned just in time to see the amazing sight of my own father reaching his climax and see his white sperm shoot out of his cock.

Everyone felt awkward and made inane comments as they dressed and left.   When daddy and I were alone there was no time to talk other than him remind me that it was late and mother might be home at any time.   I went off to my room with my head in turmoil – but feeling very happy.

From then on there would be little incidents when daddy would watch me being fucked and usually it was with one or more of the same three men.   Father never asked how it affected me or whether I wanted to carry on.   The fact that I didn’t complain was enough for him.   Never did I realise that these men and many others too, had been fucking my mother for a long time.

I became unsure when daddy started to introduce me to strange men that he began to invite to our home when mother was out or sometimes in the late afternoon when I came home from school.   I had been oblivious to any sense of guilt or reasoning and let men use me how they wished.   In fact I developed a perverted desire of my own – I wondered why daddy hadn’t yet wanted to fuck me himself – and fantasised about him doing so.   I teased and tempted him as much as I could and when we were alone looked for every opportunity to make him desire me.

On certain days when I came home from school daddy would come to my room just as I was about to get changed and always I thought that this would be the day.   He would hold me and feel my tits – sometimes I would carry on undressing while he watched, removing my panties and watch his cock grow in his pants.   It never happened though – the nearest it got was when he took out his penis and for the first time I got to feel it and play with it.

I loved every minute of it and explored every inch of it even putting my face up close to the little slit that his pee came out of – and licked it.   Daddy by now had reached the stage were he would finger my cunt and masturbate me.   Always though it fell short of him fucking me and he would whisper to me that there was a man or men downstairs that he would like me to meet before mother came home.

His favourite time was when I began to dress in my school uniform and as I started to put my panties back on he whispered for me to leave them off.   He got great pleasure from seeing me parade about in front of these men who because of my very short skirt were in no doubt about my omission.   These men were not business colleagues – or even friends of his.   My father had begun to invite men whose sole reason to be there was to fuck an underage girl.   Where he made contact with them I never knew.   Now when it got to the stage that Daddy suggested using the other room I knew the sex was going to be frantic and hard.   Openly, as they felt my body and undressed me they would tell daddy of their pleasure of being able to fuck a young schoolgirl in school uniform and they would utter all manner of obscenities as they pushed their cocks into my vagina or mouth.   The rougher they were the more that daddy liked it as he sat masturbating while he watched.

As with mum he began to want more and one evening when I expected daddy to “come for me” I got a surprise.   Being led downstairs wearing an impossibly short school skirt that I had long since grown out of daddy said I should go straight through to the other room and I would find a man who, for a birthday treat had been promised that one of his sexual fantasies would be fulfilled. Of course that fantasy was the experience of having sex with a schoolgirl – daddy said the man thought it would be just a woman dressed as a schoolgirl – not a real one.

Quietly he opened the door and I stepped in.   The man got a shock – and so did I – in there with him was a woman – his wife, as later became clear.   She also was in on the surprise and knew very well she was about to treat her husband to a genuine underage schoolgirl.   Over the next hour what was also very clear was that she intended to derive as much pleasure from me as her husband did!

It was the first time I experienced what it felt like to go down on another female – and it was really weird having a woman as old as my mother wanting to lick my cunt.   As her husband happily inserted his dick into my mouth he waited patiently until it was time to make his dream come true and fuck me. I was made to stay dressed in my uniform with only my knickers removed.

Daddy gave me another little shock when after it was my turn to watch him – as he fucked the man’s wife in front of us.

Father-Daughter Affair 7 (The Family Pussy)

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Mari

Tony cornered his sister Mari at school during lunch where they could talk privately. He told Mari he had really enjoyed her pussy the other night and that he wouldn’t mind another piece of pussy from her. Mari was leaning back against the wall with her head and shoulders looking out of her big brown eyes, all innocent. As innocent as any 14 year old girl could be after having fucked her daddy and her brother in the same week.

It was the same old courting game that all boys and girls play except Tony was after his little sister’s pussy again! Mari looked great in her yellow spaghetti-strap top that showed her firm belly and her pierced belly button. Her 34" B-cup tits were standing proud aga

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inst her strapless bra and clearly showed major cleavage. Mari’s tight jeans were worn and showed every move her sexy hips made. You couldn’t help but notice the perfect side to side ass-whip when she walked in them. Every guy in school was wanting to fuck her!

Mari smiled up at her brother and asked him why she should even consider making love with him again? Mari could feel the familiar tingle in her jeans that she had experienced that first night with her daddy before he had fucked her. She tried her best to be cool and not show her brother that she was indeed horny. There was no doubt though, it was her brother who would most likely be fucking her soon again.

"Because I know my baby sister enjoyed me fucking her. It was plain to me the way you were working those sexy hips with me during all that fucking we did together. Besides, remember, you even climbed on top the second time without me asking for that piece!" Tony reminded her.

"But that doesn’t mean I want to do it with you again does it Tony?" Mari explained. Mari had been thinking about making love with her daddy all day and wanted to be in bed with him again but he wasn’t here, her brother was! It wasn’t fair Mari thought. She wanted her daddy riding her and filling her with his hard cock.

Tony touched Mari’s bare waistline with his fingers as Mari jumped with "sparks" at his touch and released a soft "oooo". "That tells me your sexed up and wanting some cock in you though Mari and you know I got the cock that makes you dance don’t you baby?" Tony stated.

Mari tried to hide her smile as she only responded " maybe". Mari didn’t regret fucking her brother, in fact it had been really good intercourse with him. Mari had enjoyed the way his cock filled her pussy.

Yeah, Mari was his sister, but right now Tony was treating Mari just like any other piece of tail he was after. Tony was 18 but very experienced with the girls, like his dad. Getting his 14 year old sister back in the bed just wasn’t that big of a challenge to him. He knew what to say and do to make her want it and follow him for it. He intended to fuck his little sister again today and would not take no for an answer.

Tony peaked down his sister’s top and eyed the front of her jeans which held Mari’s delicious cunt which he would soon fill with his throbbing cock. Mari’s tail had a bull’s eye on it and her brother aimed to drill her ass soon.

Mari lightly pushed him away and told him to quit looking down her top. Tony closed right back in and even pulled his sister’s top out further so he could see her breasts plainly. Mari complained to him once more but he just told her he had seen her naked once before and she was going to be naked again very soon so she could consider it a preview of her tits.

Tony knew no-one else was watching so he leaned forward and took a little lip off of his sexy little sister followed by a more intimate kiss. Then a deep french kiss from Mari with his hand on her ass gripping one of her cheeks. Tony fondled his little sister’s ass as they kissed even running his hand up and in between her legs causing Mari to moan softly. Mari told her brother they shouldn’t because someone might see them. Then we have to leave school little sister so I can get me some of your hot pussy again baby.

Tony stated his directions to Mari, " I’m going up to the office and I’m going to sign us both out. You go get your back-pack and meet me up there in five minutes baby, because you can’t go the rest of the day without me sticking my cock in you Mari and you know it". Tony kissed Mari again as he fondled her delicious ass. Your pussy needs fucking so hurry up and meet me so we can get your legs spread soon and I’ll fill your cunt with what you love.

With that Tony turned and walked away from Mari as he headed to the office. Mari stood there, weak in her knees, watching her brother’s cute butt walk off. Mari was a little pissed. She didn’t like it that her brother knew her this well. She did need a hard cock in her. She hadn’t been to bed with her daddy since the motel a week ago. Tony had been the last one fucking her. "Damn" Mari exclaimed as she stomped off with a classic ass-whip that stated she was ready to do some hard fucking!

Tony looked up as Mari walked into the office with her back pack in hand. He smiled as she looked back at him with a scowl. "You ready to go little sister" Tony asked.

"I’m here aren’t I?" she blurted out as they turned and exited the school office.

Tony opened the passenger door for Mari and let her crawl in then he went to his side and entered. He cranked the car and looked around to see if any one was around them. Seeing no one he leaned over and they began kissing. Tony got a handful of Mari’s breast but she pushed it away.

"Where are you taking me to Tony?" Mari asked.

"I know dad is working so why don’t we go over there and spend the afternoon fucking in his bed. Is that cool to you baby?"

Mari pulled her make-up kit out of her small purse and told her brother, " well, you're driving."

Mari touched up her make-up as Tony drove to their dad’s house. She even put on some lip gloss and added more perfume to "various electric spots".

Tony pulled into the drive and parked. They walked to the door with his arm around Mari’s waist. Tony knew where the key was hid and he opened the door. They were barely inside before he seized his little sister from behind.

Mari dropped her purse on the floor as her brother put his arms around her from behind and kissed her neck and ran his hands over her jeans. "I want your pussy right now Mari" Tony moaned. "I can’t wait to feel my little sister’s tight cunt wrapped around my hard cock."

Tony found Mari’s lips and they began to kiss passionately as Mari felt her desire for her brother’s cock to fill her aching love-hole growing by the minute.

"Damn you Tony! You’ve got me so horny it’s driving me crazy", Mari told her brother.

They walked into the living room where Mari turned to face her brother and she fell into his arms as they began to kiss again. Tony’s hands were all over his sister’s perfectly shaped ass. Mari was only 14 but she had the classic upside-down, heart-shaped ass you expect to see on a beautiful cheerleader. Mari’s ass would get a major workout this afternoon and tonight!

"Not here Tony please. If you want me, then make-love to me in a bed this time where I can enjoy it more and make it better for you baby ok?" Mari asked.

Tony smiled and led Mari by the hand over to the couch. Their was about to be some serious brother-sister fucking going on! Before Mari could lay down on the couch, her brother was peeling her top over her head followed by unhooking her bra and dropping it to the floor by the couch.

Tony whispered in Mari’s ear, "You want your brother’s dick buried in you bad don’t you baby?"

Mari could only reply from the passion she was feeling, " yes Tony. I really need it baby". As soon as she said it she was in disbelief that she had even uttered the words. They were true but how could she have actually said it, revealing the truth of her soul. With that declaration Mari sealed her sexual fate for this day and night.

Mari followed that statement with; "God I want it deep Tony, please!"

Tony stood and stripped naked showing his hard throbbing cock to Mari. "Oh yeah baby sister. Your brother is gonna take care of your sweet pussy. I want to hear you moaning my name when my dick is filling your hot cunt."

Mari wasn’t at all ashamed to have sex with her older brother. He was sexy and all the girls wanted him. Why shouldn’t she spread her legs for him and enjoy the pleasure of his big cock driving into her young body? Mari had enjoyed fucking him the other night and knew their sex would be even better this afternoon and she was so ready for it.

Tony joined Mari on the couch now as their lips melted together and their tongues began to wrestle. They were both uttering soft moans and desires as their kissing continued for several minutes as Tony fondled his sexy sister’s ass and legs.

Tony then licked Mari’s neck and chest before settling on a bare breast. He circled Mari’s breast globe several times with his tongue before pulling her nipple into his mouth and swallowing a large portion of tender breast meat with it. Tony sucked and slurped his sister’s breast like a hungry animal.

Mari could feel the intense sucking pressure her brother was applying and it sent tingles of pleasure through her body. Mari could also feel Tony’s hard cock pressing against the crotch of her jeans and she dreamed of how wonderful it would soon feel plunging deep inside of her over and over!

Tony suddenly stopped and sat up. He pulled Mari by the hair of her head up and over towards his lap. She instinctively knew what her brother’s lust was. Mari rolled to her side facing her brother’s cock with her body longways on the couch. Mari’s mouth popped open ready to give the pleasure desired.

Mari kissed the head of her brother’s big cock with her soft lips before flicking her tongue all around the spearhead and around his shaft. Mari slowly licked up and down his meat-stick with a strong and forceful tongue. Mari was nearly in a state of worship for her brother’s cock.

Mari worked back up to the top of this wonderful instrument of pleasure, then opened her lips wide to accept Tony’s throbbing cock into her oral cavity. Tony could not contain his moan of satisfaction as he watched his little sister swallow his dick! "Oh God Mari" he moaned loudly!

Mari had to breathe through her nose because the size of her brother’s cock cut off all air through her mouth. Mari moaned and gave approving sighs of "Umm, umm" as she enjoyed the taste of a man’s cock again. Mari’s big brown eyes outlined with her painted eyelashes and blue eyeliner glanced up at her brother’s face off and on as she looked for signs of his approval in how she was sucking his cock.

Mari could see him open his mouth and let a soft moan escape each time she sank his meat-pole back into her throat. He smiled when she rose to the tip of his penis and circled the spearhead with her tongue and then began to sink him back down through her mouth again. Tony had dated 18 and 19 year-old girls who couldn’t suck cock near as well as his own 14 year-old sister.

Mari continued to suck her brother’s cock passionately feeling his heart beating in her mouth as Tony’s dick slowly grew larger in his sister’s mouth. It swelled till Mari could feel the large veins full of blood and knew his cock juice was near. Tony suddenly pulled her head up off his cock using the a fist full of hair.

He looked at her and said; " No bitch, every drop of my sperm is gonna fill your tight, little pussy today Mari!" Your gonna have no doubt that your pussy has been well fucked when I fill you to the top with my cock and cum. I’m about to give my sexy sister the fucking she needs and deserves for being such a tease with her body.

Tony stood and took Mari by the hand to help her up. They walked to their dad’s bedroom with Tony’s arm around his sister’s bare waistline. Tony thought he could actually smell the sweet scent of his sister’s pussy. They stood in the doorway of their dad’s bedroom facing each other and kissing. Tony was nude and Mari was topless. Mari could feel her brother unbuttoning her jeans and then she felt them drop to her ankles with a push on each side of her hips by her brother. Mari’s panties quickly joined her jeans on the floor as her young naked body pressed into her older brother’s flesh.

Mari’s soft hand held her brother’s large hand and led him to the bed where she turned down the sheets for them. Mari longed to feel a hard cock buried in her again and she didn’t want to wait for it! Mari laid in the middle of the bed and held her brother’s jerking cock in her hand as she pulled him to her spread legs. Mari leaned up to gently kiss her brother’s cheek and softly whispered she wanted him to make love to her.

Tony was crouched on his knees between his sexy sister’s naked legs with his cock-head poised against the entrance of her pussy. He leaned forward and kissed Mari’s glossed lips as he suddenly sank his penis fully into Mari. Mari moaned loudly " OH GOD YES TONY!".

Tony began a slow rhythmic fucking of his 14 year old sister, Mari’s eyes were closed as she enjoyed the feeling of her hunk of a brother’s cock splitting her hungry cunt open. Mari’s small hands rested against the force of her brother’s chest as he drove his cock into her time after time. Mari’s bare feet stroked up and down his hairy legs encouraging her incest lover to master her young body.

Tony sucked some breast now and then as he continued to stroke his hard cock into Mari. Mari moaned her brother’s name several times as she felt the flood of female cum release from deep inside of her womb causing her to push her pussy against her brother’s cock hard and grind her hips into him. Oh how she loved the feeling of sex with anyone who wanted her.

Tony began to swell inside of Mari as she massaged his legs and ass with her hands. She continued to moan his name as she told him she needed his cum in her. Tony now held his sister’s naked legs apart by her knees and pounded his cock deep into her until he felt his balls jump and then spurt hot male sperm into this vixen cheerleader.

They collapsed together for a moment as Mari caught her breath after their first fucking of the day. Mari soon climbed atop of her brother and straddled him, playing his limp cock against her vagina and clitoris. Mari smiled at Tony and told him she wanted more! Mari did love fucking very much.

Scott pulled up into his yard noticing his son’s vehicle parked there. He thought that was unusual since it was a school day and it was only like 2 in the afternoon. The door was also un locked but Tony knew where he kept the key at so that was ok. It was just strange. Maybe his son was sick and had come over to lay down.

Scott silently opened the door and saw a small purse laying in the entrance hall with a large blue "M" on it. That was odd...Mari had a purse like that! Scott then heard some sounds down the hallway and decided to quietly investigate in case of burglars or something. As he walked down the hall he passed the living room where he saw male and female clothes on the floor.

He quietly reached the door way to his bedroom where he saw a pair of girls jeans and panties laying in the floor. The sounds were unmistakable now. Someone was in his bedroom fucking! Tony stood there and clearly saw the sexy form of his young daughter riding a cock buried in her cunt. She was working her hips and moaning from the undeniable pleasure she was receiving. It was stunning but he now realized that his 18 year-old son and his 14 year-old daughter were fucking in his bed and they were serious with it! He decided to silently stand and enjoy the performance.

He watched Mari work and buck her hips as she rode her brother’s up-thrusts of cock-meat. He saw his son’s hands kneading and massaging his young daughter’s delicious bare flesh, hips, ass and legs as they kept fucking. The same ass he had already enjoyed fucking a few times himself. Mari was no-doubt a sweet, young piece of ass and Scott had to admit he enjoyed the view of her taking cock in her pussy even though it wasn’t his, yet!

Scott watched as Mari exploded in a massive orgasm as her brother filled her pussy with a second load of hot sex-juice. Mari left her brother’s cock in her as she laid forward on his chest to rest. Her sexy legs were still quivering and jerking as the sensations of their delicious fucking session flowed through her young body and soul. Mari knew she was hooked on her brother’s cock and that she could never deny his lust for her. Mari could never see herself unwilling to spread for her brother and provide her pussy to his needs.

Scott eased back out before they noticed him and he went into the living room and sat in his favorite chair which was in the back corner of the room. It was turned slightly towards the wall so he could sit there without being noticed unless his son and daughter looked for him.

Tony came out to living room after a few minutes and sat on the couch as he turned on the tv. Mari walked out about 5 minutes later wearing her thong panties and a button-up shirt belonging to her daddy. Mari stood in front of her brother as he ran a hand up under the shirt tail and played with her panties. He told Mari to go get him a beer from the refrigerator. Mari did as she was told.

Mari handed her brother his beer and sat on his lap with her sexy legs open for his viewing pleasure. Tony asked his little sister if she enjoyed the fucking they just did. Mari could only reply of course she did. Mari told Tony she would have sex with him anytime he wanted her.

"You feel so good when your deep inside of me Tony. I love having sex with you baby" Mari stated.

Mari held his beer for him as they began to kiss passionately again. Tony pried his sister’s legs apart and slipped her panty down over her knees and down to the floor again. They kissed as he slipped two fingers into Mari’s still wet cunt as she grunted at the insertion. Tony began to methodically finger-fuck his little sister as Mari moaned her appreciation.

Tony unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt with his teeth and Mari laid the shirt back and exposed her breasts to her brother’s hungry lust.

Scott stood now and turned to his children on the couch. He asked in a loud voice, "what the hell are you doing Mari?" Mari jumped up from her brother’s fingering to grab her panties and close her shirt. She claimed her brother had raped her and forced her to have sex with him!

Scott slapped Mari and told her not to lie. He told her he had watched her ride her brother’s cock in the bed. You are the one that seduced him I bet Mari!

"Your going to have to pay for what you did with Tony. You have to be punished", Scott said with a smile.

Scott then pulled a set of handcuffs from his back pocket and slapped them on his young daughter. Mari was in shock at what was happening and just let her daddy lead her back to the bedroom, lay her down and connect her handcuffs to the headboard on the bed.

Scott called his son into the bedroom. Tony was still naked as he heard his dad ask him how many times he had sex with his little sister?

Tony was honest and replied "well dad I fucked her twice today and three times the other night."

Scott smiled and patted his son on the back as he told him how proud he was of him . "I guess my boy has his daddy’s eye for sexy young tail".

Tony was a little taken back and asked his dad if he was in trouble for fucking Mari. Scott put his arm around his son and told him of course not, that he’d had her himself, twice. "Your sister has a really good pussy son. I know now that it is something we should start enjoying together. We fish and hunt together, now we can start fucking pussy together too!"

"Are you sure dad? I like fucking her and it might be fun to screw her with you daddy" Tony exclaimed.

Mari couldn’t believe her brother and daddy were discussing this. How could they even think of it. Mari truly enjoyed fucking each of them but she felt their fucking should be in private, one on one not all together! Mari begged her daddy to make Tony leave and she would make love with him again, just the two of them.

Scott would have none of it and told his daughter she must be punished for her deception and all her teasing of them. Scott undressed as he told his son to go get two cherry popsicles from the freezer and a can of spray whipped cream from the refrigerator. Scott pulled a small paddle from the night-stand beside the bed.

Mari struggled against her handcuffs that held her firmly to the bed posts with her arms spread away from her sexy body and over her head. Scott used his pocket knife to cut his daughter’s cotton thong panty from her hips and toss the remains aside. He watched as Mari kicked her creamy legs in protest and he noticed his son’s sperm on Mari’s pussy lips and in her pubic hair where it had been deposited during the fucking they had already completed. Mari was about to do a lot more fucking but this time she would be servicing both the males in her life who lusted for her sexy ass. After all, she was quickly becoming "The Family Pussy".

When Tony re-entered the bedroom, his dad asked him to hold the paddle and spank his sister’s ass when he told him to. Scott rolled Mari’s hips to one side and asked her if she had seduced her brother.

Mari’s reply was "No daddy, he wanted me and made me have sex with him!"

Scott instructed Tony to give his sister’s ass cheeks 5 hard licks and Tony did as instructed. Mari cried out in pain.

Scott again asked Mari if she had seduced her brother? Mari again denied it and was spanked. The third time Mari admitted she was the one that seduced her brother, it was her fault.

Scott now asked Mari if she was going to have sex with both of them in a threesome?

"No daddy! I’m not like that daddy. I’ll make love with you or with Tony but I want to do it when we are alone, just one of you and me. I’d be embarrassed making love in front of someone else" Mari replied.

WRONG ANSWER! Five more licks were dealt to this sexy fourteen year-old ass.

"Yes you will fuck us both Mari won’t you baby?" Daddy demanded.

"Yes daddy. I will, I will, I promise. I will! Please don’t paddle me again" Mari begged.

Tony and his dad each took a side of the bed and leaned in to kiss and nibble on Mari’s neck. Each of them took a breast mound in their hand and fondled the breast-meat and played with her enlarged nipples. Mari couldn’t help but moan. Then suddenly the cherry popsicles were pressing into her breasts. Their coldness producing magnificent erect nipples.

"Oh God, oooo my God" Mari moaned.

Mari had barely moaned her pleasure when her daddy took one breast-mound into his mouth and her brother took the other as they began to hungrily feed upon her aching flesh. Mari squirmed as the popsicles trailed down her abdomen and across her hips into her pubic mound.

"No, no pleasezzzz no.." Mari pleaded.

Each popsicle took a turn splitting the lips of her pussy but never entering her cunt. The heat of young Mari’s boiling love pot quickly evaporated the last drops of cherry liquid. Mari’s dad let her breast flop from his mouth showing the redness of the intense suction he had placed on her.

Scott left his son sucking his sister’s breast and playing with her spread legs. Scott secured two more popsicles and returned to the bed. Scott had his son take a popsicle and told him it was time to punish Mari some more.

Scott eased his popsicle into his daughter’s cunt and told his son to do the same. Mari came up off the bed at the intense coldness inside of her as her lovers worked their cold prongs in and out of her. They both licked and slurped her creamy thighs, hips and tummy. Mari moaned and cried in pain and pleasure as her torture continued until only the bare sticks from the popsicles were left, her hungry pussy having devoured the last vestiges of the icy treats.

Mari moaned her dad’s name and begged him to fuck her now please?

Scott slapped her and asked her if she would ever again have sex without both of them being invited to share her bed and fuck her.

"Daddy please? Please, you know I love to have sex with you and with Tony too, but can’t I just make love with one of you at a time in private? I promise, I’ll always give you both some but let me do it my way daddy." Mari begged.

Scott slapped her again and then raised her butt for her brother to spank hard with seven licks of the paddle.

"You’ll fuck us both now and you’ll keep fucking us in a threesome when we tell you we are ready for some pussy, won’t you Mari?" Scott demanded. " And you will ask us both to take your pussy now. Ask your brother and daddy to fuck you Mari!" Scott exclaimed.

Mari dripped a tear from her brown eyes as she asked them both to fuck her and to fuck her at the same time.

"Should we oblige your poor little sister son?" Scott asked.

"I wouldn’t mind another piece of her pussy daddy" Tony replied.

Scott told his son to get him a little bit of pussy first. Scott stuck his cock in Mari’s face as Tony crawled between his sister’s sexy legs and sank his cock deep into her cunt. When gasped at his penetration her mouth opened and Scott slipped his meat into her mouth to be sucked off.

Mari oooed and moaned as her pussy was ravaged and audibly showed her delight at the taste of her daddy’s cock. Mari loved to suck cock now and she tried to capture more and more cock into her mouth and throat. Tony got about three or four minutes of steady pussy until his dad said to swap.

Tony moved and Mari gladly accepted his cock in her mouth tasting her own pussy juices on her brother’s cock. Scott slipped between her muscular legs and plunged his bulging cock deep into his daughter’s pussy causing her to rise from the bed with her hips to meet the massive intruder. Mari’s pussy seemed better than ever to her daddy as he drove into her hard and deep.

Scott held Mari’s classic cheerleader thighs in his hands as he drilled her cunt over and over. Tony loved looking at his sister’s cheeks cave in as she applied suction to his cock as it stroked in and out of her mouth. Mari could feel her brother’s heart beating in her mouth as she sucked him. Mari could feel the swelling veins of his cock and she could also feel her daddy growing in her cunt as he prepared to cream her vaginal canal and womb.

Suddenly both of her lover’s cocks were spewing their hot, sticky cream into her body. One filled her mouth, throat and belly as the other filled her love canal. Mari couldn’t control her emotions and she erupted into a massive orgasm. She creamed her daddy’s penis with her young female cum-juice. Her sexy body jumped and jerked as the delicious sensations of being the "family fucking toy" swept through her soul.

They all collapsed together with her daddy’s cock buried in Mari still and her brother’s cock laying on her glossy lips. Sperm from her brother and daddy oozed from her mouth and pussy. Mari felt so warm and complete. She never dreamed it could be this good sharing her love with the men in her life.

Having a short fucking session with his vivacious young daughter and his son had been awesome for Scott. It was almost five o’clock though and Mari’s mom would soon be looking for her. Scott uncuffed his daughter and helped her up from the bed.

Scott held Mari in his arms and kissed her as Tony pressed against her naked rear. Scott told Mari she was to go out with her brother Saturday night. He informed Mari and Tony that he would call Tony and tell him where to bring Mari so they could enjoy a night of good fucking together. He told Mari to take her vitamins and birth control and to wear something really sexy for her men. He warned Mari to be ready to put out a lot if she wanted to keep on being "The Family Pussy".

 

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"THE FAMILY PUSSY"

Alive and Kicking

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Alive and kicking

 

Hi, I am Bonny Lake, my parents Pam & Chris always called me Bon Bon. Yuck!.

I am sweet sixteen and I have screwed more fella’s than I can remember. It all started when I was fifteen almost a year and a half ago. I had the body of a 17-year-old, although I did not understand the looks I was getting from the lads around and about.

I was certainly going to find out, it all began for me in the summer.

 

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0cm 0cm 0pt">I had a small job delivering papers for a weekly free magazine. I did all of the outer area of my village, which were the larger houses. Each week I delivered two-dozen (24) copies to houses over a two-mile area.

Most of the deliveries were on my bike, Chris my Dad had made a satchel that fitted on the side of my bike, it was easy to pick out the magazines and hand them over at each of the house’s I came to.

 

On one of my calls, I had to drop at Thatches Manor, a rather large house set back a fair distance from the road.

It was a very sultry hot day, with very little air movement. I was wearing a tight T-shirt, a rather gungee green colour, with a pair of shorts to match. As I approached the house down the long drive, I saw ahead of me a man riding a lawn mower type tractor.

Hey, he shouted what are you doing here. I have a free newspaper for you, I said sounding really fed up, the expression in my face was rather similar.

Oh you sound fed up he smiled, with a beaming set of teeth and a friendly sun-tanned face.

Well I am so hot, I retorted.

Come up to the kitchen and I will get you a cold drink to quench your thirst, he said with that bright smile. I could do with one myself he replied.   In the kitchen he poured out a long glass of fresh orange, I am Major Carter or Bob to you he said.

It was difficult to put an age to him. He was older than my father was, by how much I could not tell.

He stood about six-foot quite slim hips and waist and his chest flared in a sort of V shape. My name is Bonny Lake, you may call me Bon, I said cheekily.

What were you a Major in? I asked him. Well certainly not the Sally Army he said with that mischievous voice. I instantly liked him.

Well young woman, sorry Bon he corrected himself. I have to get on with that dratted lawn I hate driving that machine, it is such a pain driving up and down my mind goes blank after a while on that thing. Walking briskly back to the lawn, I had to almost run to keep up with his large strides.

I used to drive my Uncle John’s tractor I think they are great, I Said.

Would you like to drive mine, Bob asked her.

Yes please, I said jumping into the driving seat straight away. I had better show you, which is which.

Its OK Bob, Uncle John’s was a Lawnflite same as yours. I said to him rather chirpy. Before he could say anymore, I was across the large front drive and onto the main lawn. I drove for almost twenty minutes, putting nice straight lines across the grass. Uncle John was fastidious about his lawn’s they had to look like Wimbledon, I shouted to Bob.

I pulled up by the large double garage. Bob whistled his appreciation, that looks great he said with admiration in his voice, where on earth did you learn to cut the grass like that he said.

My Uncle John, I told him with a big smile on my face, he always remarked if a job is worth doing, then do it well.

Would you like a summer job doing this for me each week? He asked. I enjoyed seeing that tight bum of yours bouncing on the tractor seat he said, smiling at me. Sure, I said. I would love to.

Well I have to get the rear lawn done as well, could you come over tomorrow? Bob asked.

What else do you expect me to do for you I asked him with a cheeky smile?

We will have to see when you get her wont we.

OK but I will have to clear it with my Mom and Dad, I said to him. My Dad keeps a tight reign on me these days.

I wonder why? Bob asked. His hand was smoothing the side of my bum, his other hand had moved up to my breast and he was gently caressing the nipple and tweaking it, I felt really happy and turned on. My own hand had wandered down to the bulge appearing in his shorts. It will be nice to see more of this I said looking at him coyly.

See you tomorrow, I shouted as I began the ride home.

 

I was in such a good mood when I arrived home. I told Mom and Dad about the job Bob had asked me to do and if they would say it was OK to do it.

Dad said he would telephone the Major and clear it with him. When Dad came back into the kitchen, he was beaming all over his face. Major Bob thinks you are the best lawnmower driver this side of London. He as never seen his lawn look so pristine.

He is going to pay you £7.00 for your time.

Great I shouted punching the air that is more than I am paid for those stupid magazines. I will chuck that in as soon as I get paid I said.

 

The next day I arrived at Thatches and set about the back lawns. I finished them in just over an hour. The sweat was pouring off me, from the heat off the mower and it was very humid.

Bob brought cold drinks out, you look very hot, and you have earned this he said passing me a cold orange juice. If you want to swim, help your self he said nodding to the pool, at the corner of the house. Pity I said but I have no swimming gear. Oh you may find something in the little changing bay near the shed. He said going back towards the house; I will probably come for a dip in a while he said. I raced over to the pool, it was not very big, but it looked inviting.

I looked at the swimwear in the changing room, I found a two piece bikini dark yellow with a white slash. It was a size to big, but it was the only one to cover me and not fall off. I dived into the pool and swam up and down for a few minutes; I felt so much coolers.

The sun was high in the sky and I saw a shadow go across my sight, not to cold is it Bob asked from the side. No its fantastic I shouted to him, he sat on the chair near the poolside. I got out of the pool, grabbed the towel off the side, and began to dry my hair. That costume you got on does you proud he said.

It is a little big but it does the job I retorted. Are you coming in? I asked him. Well the problem is I only ever swim in the nude so I have no trunks. No problem I laughed, I prefer to swim in the nude as well. With that, I yanked my swimming suit off and dived into the pool.

Bob followed almost at once, I could see, he was extremely well blessed, in the prick department. He arrived at my shoulder, did you have a good look he asked with a smirk in is voice.

Of course I said, no more than you looked me over I bet. Well you are very young a child in fact, to be eyeing up men he said.

Yes, well I can feel you do not think of me as a young child I said to him, holding his prick in my hand feeling it getting bigger.

With that, I got out of the pool and lay down on the towel. He got out and came over wrapping a towel around his waist. You should be more careful I said someone from the house might see you.

Oh, they are all out today, gone to market. You should be careful he said to me, you could get a powerful burn in this heat.

Well do you have any sun lotion?

There should be some here he mumbled, here it is he said in triumph. He came over and offered it to me.

Will you rub it in for me, I asked him?

You are a little vixen he laughed at me, he began to rub the lotion into my shoulders and my back, and I could feel the strength of his fingers kneading my back. His fingers slipped to my firm buttocks, I sighed at the feelings it was sending through my body. His fingers slipped into the crack of my buttocks, my legs spread open and I could feel his fingers sliding over the lips of my sex, then his finger burrowed inside the folds of my wet cunt lips, just for an instant my body melted and I felt my juices pour out of me. I turned over quickly onto my back, he towered over me I put my arms around his neck and brought him down onto my lips. His mighty hands moulded around my breasts and my nipples burned with his touch, his tongue filled my mouth. I twisted back and forth.

 

I had never felt such emotions and feelings in my life before now. He was on his knees in front of me the towel had gone, I twisted myself around laying in front of him with my face near to his massive erection, my little hands took his hold of his prick.

It was pulsating and quivering, he pushed forwards and the skin over his prick moved back, and a massive bulbous head emerged. As he pulled back, it disappeared. I got the message, I began to pull and push back with both hands. His prick grew ever larger in my hands. I was now sat astride his body pulling his prick for all I was worth; He gently took his prick from me and laid me back wards. He opened my legs and he pushed his massive prick into my small cunt, I could feel it just inside me he moved it around and around and I felt the world was spinning out of control. Then he pushed in further and I spread my legs wider, I wanted this in me now. I pushed down on him and got another couple of inches. He pulled back and then pushed in again, my juices were pouring out around his prick, my body was racked with lust, He finally pushed right into me, I screamed a little and wrapped my legs around him keeping him there.

 

I had never had a prick as big as this I inside me before, neither had I ever felt such a large prick in my hands. Now I had done both, I expect that Bob must think I am a right old slapper. You do realise that you are the first one I have ever had sex with. I blurted out. Bob looked surprised, I had not thought about it he said. You certainly know how to use your body, he said. His face was a ruddy red and his breath was coming in great gasps. I am coming, he said thrusting harder into my cunt. With that, he pulled his prick out of my pulsating cunt and he shot his juice all over my belly. Ooh god he yelled as he thrust his prick in and out through his fingers. His white creamy juice still pumped out all over me. I got up and dived into the water, feeling the kick of the cold against my body. Christ this sex is the best thing in the whole world I was thinking to myself.

I got out of the pool and walked over to where Bob was laying back on his elbows, his prick was lying sort of limp and awkward, come here he called to me. I went over to him; kneel down here between my legs he said. I did as he asked. Now take my prick in your hands, massage it, rub it a little, and now take it in your mouth he commanded. I instantly obeyed. I could feel the blood in his organ begin to pulsate and thicken, as I sucked him into my mouth. His hand rested on my head and pushed me down further onto his prick as it was getting bigger. I could feel it at the back of my throat, the size of his prick in my mouth, was awesome, and I felt the power with in me as I sucked him.

He was at my mercy; I licked his shaft and then sucked him almost down into my belly. Bob’s breathing came in very long grasps; he seemed to be on the point of explosion. I sucked him so hard, my teeth biting him as I sucked. Then suddenly, he blasted his juice right into my mouth.

The sensation was euphoric , I gulped his come down my throat, almost as if it was orange juice, I continued to suck his prick until I could get no more nectar from him.

 

His whole body was drained, his skin seemed a little like a prune.

  Bob spoke for the first time; I have never in my life had such an orgasm.   He chortled.

The next few days were uninhibited sex, Bob took me at any time, and once in his kitchen he tried to stick his prick up my arse. It would not go in and the pain was unbearable.

One day, he told me that is wife and daughter were going to be here alone for a few weeks, because he had to go away on business, so they would have to look after the place, whilst he was away.

 

I have never met your wife and daughter I said tartly, well now is as good a time as ever, he said.

We went into the house, the sounds of a piano wafted over the house that is Lucy my wife, she spends hours playing and practising.

Next week she will be playing at Bournemouth. Oh, here is Alex; she arrived last night, home for her summer break.

 

Hello, Alex smiled at me, she had the most amazing Almond eyes; she was the most beautiful person I had ever seen.

I met Alex’s mother in Singapore, Lucy is Eurasian, and Alex as inherited her mother’s beauty. Lucy came into the room, as if to confirm this. She to was like her daughter an absolute beauty. We talked for a while and I had to go, my parents were taking me to Reading to see a show this evening. See you tomorrow, Bob called as I pedalled up the drive.

 

Over the next few days I talked and got to know Alex quite well, she was two years older than I was, but we hit it off. Her mother was still reserved, I had been coming here for three weeks and I had only seen her once, she seemed to play her piano the whole daylong. Either that or she was away at a concert.

Lucy called me in from the garden one day, I have to be in London tonight for a fill in role, for one of the Orchestra members has gone sick. I have been asked to fill it is such short notice. Would you like to stay here with Alex and keep her company whilst I am away?

You will have to call my Mother and ask, I said to her. A while later, she came out and said that Mom had said it was fine, but I should go home and fetch some clean clothes.

If you like I will run you there in the car, Lucy offered. I was stunned and pleased. In the car, Lucy talked endlessly about her music and the fact that she had her big break tonight. We picked up my clothes, my parents were very impressed to meet Lucy, and my father’s eyes were like organ stops, when he saw how beautiful she was.

On the way back to Lucys, she asked me if I would watch Alex. Because Alex had a tendency to sleepwalk which was unnerving at times? Lucy left for London almost as soon as we got back.

It was very hot; I asked Alex if she was going for a swim, no I am going to use the power shower she said. What is a power shower? I asked her.

Oh, it is one of Dads precious toys; he had fitted in the bathroom. Come on I will show you.

We went up stairs to the bathroom, it was fitted out in marble. The bath was gigantic; the shower was as big as our bathroom at home. There were nozzles everywhere.

Alex pressed a series of buttons and turned a knob and a cascade of water came from all sides.

Alex stepped past me; she had undressed behind me. She was a raving beauty. Her breasts were taught and pouting, like two large pears. Her body was a pale almond colour; her sex mound had a slight covering of downy hair. Her jet-black hair cut short like a man gave her a majestic look.

Why don’t you come in she called from the cascade of water. I pulled my clothes off in a daze I stepped into the shower; I was instantly enveloped by cascade of water. Its great isn't it, Alex said in my ear, yes I felt my breath catch in my mouth.

Her hands lay gently on my shoulders, would you like me to soap you, her breath was hot in my ear. I could not speak I nodded.

She began to soap my back and shoulders; she gently lathered the soap over my breasts. These are so nice and juicy for a girl so young she purred her fingers were now sliding down into the crack of my cunt. I was very wet as she soon found.

Oh, someone likes to play, she whispered sexily in my ear, her lips moved to the corner of my lips.

Her tongue pushed its way into my mouth, entwining itself around mine. Her fingers were seeking out my clitoris, when she found it; she twanged it like a guitar. I was gyrating my cunt onto her fingers.

My hands were at her gorgeous tits, pulling and tweaking her big nipples. My hand fell to her cunt; I sank my fingers deep inside her. Was she wet, she cried out with pleasure?

 

Let us go to my room, she pleaded; I want you on my bed. I am going to lick your sexy cunt.

When we dived on to her bed she proceeded to do just that. Her lips and tongue licked all over my wet throbbing cunt, her tongue was inside me like a snake.

She sucked me hard and long. I came all over her face, and she loved it. Alex jumped off the bed and ran over to her wardrobe; she came back with a cigar like thing all white and shiny. What is that? I asked. A dildo she replied, with that she pushed a switch on the end and it began to vibrate and buzz. She placed on it my right nipple the sensation was electric.

Very quickly, she moved it down my body and was teasing my clit, she began pushing it inside me, and the thrill was sensational.

My body began to shake and vibrate in tune with the dildo. I found that I had a big orgasm within minutes. I took the dildo off Alex and began to do to her what she did to me. After a while, we fell a sleep, totally exhausted.

 

The doorbell awoke me and I shook Alex awake, oh that will be Doug and his mate Phil, Alex said getting dressed very quickly. She put on a wonderful sheer black cat suit made from a silk like material. It certainly showed her curves off to good effect. I put my cut off jeans and red blouse on; it was all that I had.

As we got down stairs, Alex opened the door to two boys who were of a similar age to her.

This is Phil, and this one with the blonde locks is Doug, Alex said laughing at their embarrassment.

  Oh and this is the fair Bon, Alex said to the boys. Both of the boys looked extremely uncomfortable, with girls in their company. What is the matter, are we frightening you boys? Alex said with a laugh in her voice. Both Doug and Phil were decidedly unhappy, well we thought it was going to be just us three; Phil said awkwardly. What is wrong with me? I asked them both. Well you are a bit young; you are in the same form as my sister Brenda Hall.

Your Brenda’s brother Phil, somehow, I thought you were bigger. Brenda is always telling us about you.

Oh she always talks about me its really embarrassing, he said.

You looking sexy Alex, said Doug looking eager.

She is sexy, I said to him. Shall we show them what sexy really is? I said to Alex stepping behind her. I placed my hands on her hips and gyrated her hips outwards and around.

Doug had put the Bee Gees new record on, we began to sway to it. My hands moving up the front of Alex's jump suit. I passed over her tits; the nipples were protruding through the flimsy material. One of my hands reached the zipper near her neck and began to pull it down ever so slowly. My hips were gyrating into Alex's and hers were moving the same way with mine. Her breasts came into view, the nipples were like ripe cherries fully extended. My hand stopped at her navel, it was as far as the zipper would go. My hand disappeared down into her narrow panties. I pulled my hands back up to her shoulders, pulling her silky cat suit down over her shoulders slowly.

 

However, before I could do any more Alex had turned me around and now I was in front of her. I could feel her nipples thrusting into my shoulder blades.

She began to undo the buttons on my red blouse, I could see that Phil had developed a rather large bulge in his trousers; Doug was hiding himself, so that his bulge was not on show. Alex began to pull my cut off shorts down she beckoned Doug over.

He came forwards covering his bulge, when he was near to me his hands went to my breasts.

My hands were inside his trousers feeling his massive throbbing cock, it was so long and thick. I pushed his chinos to the ground and this massive snake came into view. As I lay against Alex, he forced my legs wide and proceeded to push this monster prick up into my wet cunt. Doug manoeuvred me backward towards the big chair, away from Alex. She was now naked and Phil was taking her doggy style.

He was ramming his dick in and out of her cunt lips almost as if he was a dog on heat; his fingers were pulling her nipples outwards like organ stops. Doug’s prick was reaming me out big time; each thrust of his rampant prick sent electric shocks through my whole body. I felt the rush of blood through out my body as my orgasm exploded,

 

Phil was howling at the same time as he ejaculated across Alex’s bouncing arse.

Doug continued to thrust into me and I seemed to be in a never-ending orgasm that almost drove me insane. Doug suddenly began to pitch and sway, I felt his prick thrust into me and then he blasted his spunk deep inside me, it felt like a hot tingling mass of liquid that filled me almost up to my tonsils. I realised he had no protection and I cursed him and turned on him with such a force. How could you do that to me, you knew we had no condoms? What will happen if I land up with your bastard I cried? Doug just looked perplexed, he did not seem to comprehend what he had just allowed to happen. Alex told them to piss off and they did. I was still livid with them; I knew that I was in the clear for my time of month. However, the bastard did not even care.

 

Lucy returned the next morning; I cadged a lift home, I was glad to be back in my own home. Hi, Mom I called as I got in, knowing Dad was in work.

There was no answer so I went to my room, after about an hour I heard Mom returning and I called out to her. Oh Bon come on down I have a surprise for you, as I came into the room I noticed a tall well-built fella standing at the door.

Bon I want you to meet Davlan, my half brother. We have just been re-introduced after 20 years.

When my Dad left home, he met and married Davlan’s Mom. Not long, after Davlan was born my Dad and Davlan’s Mom were killed in a car crash. Davlan.

Oh, call me Dav every one does.

Oh, I am sorry Dav; it is just getting used to having you so close.

Bon, Dav is staying with us for a few weeks so you will have to watch out when you use the bathroom. We have our own Bathroom on suite. The main bathroom is one side of the bedroom you will be using. Bon’s bedroom is the other. Oh, I am sure we will manage Pam, said Dav.

 

After supper I went to my room and was playing C.D’S on my C.D. player, my door was ajar and I could see from my mirror the door to Dav’s room. As if on Que., he came out with just a small towel around his waist. He looked scrumptious.

Over the next few days, I tried to get closer to Dav, but somehow it never worked out. Friday night came, it was Dad and Moms club night, they were going to a friend’s 25 th Silver wedding party, so it was possible they would stay.

Mom did not want Dad to drink and drive they had invited Dav. However, he decided he wanted to watch soccer on the box at eight o'clock. Anyway, he had to catch up on some studying.

After they had gone I was in my room I had changed into a loose top and skirt, Dav put his head around the door and said he was going to use the bathroom if it was ok.

Sure, I said, after about twenty minutes I decided to nip to the kitchen, as I was peckish. As I passed the bathroom door, it was slightly open. I glanced through and Dav was standing in front of the mirror with the largest prick I had ever seen in his hand. He was pulling the foreskin up and down with his hands; he looked as if he was ready to cum. I raced down stairs, as I came out of the kitchen with a tea and sandwich. Dav was standing in the lounge in a green towelling robe. He spun around oh I thought you were in your room, if you want, I will go and change he said. No your ok I replied.

I sat on the sofa, and Dav sat on the pouf. A few minutes into the game England scored, Dave jumped up from his seat arms aloft jumping up and down; I saw his prick bouncing around in and out of his robe.

He stopped and apologised for the noise, I looked at him and said that watching his prick snaking about was worth all the noise.

His face reddened; oh, I will go and put some clothes on immediately he stammered. No problems I am going to my room anyway I said to him as I jumped up from the sofa.

I went to my bedroom; I put on a top and left my skimpy nickers on. Quite soon, I felt tired and fell fast a sleep, where I had the strangest of dreams.

 

I hated English, but loved the teacher Cherry Morton. Everyone in school melted over Cherry, the entire school, the boy’s, the master’s everyone including the girls.

Well they did and still do. We had broken up for the summer holidays. I was getting a few of my paintings from the art study class, she as the key holder and I was the last one to pick up my gear. She asked me if I would like a lift home, I jumped at the chance, because she had a Porsche 911 soft-top roadster.

As we left the school, she said she needed me to help her take some gear in to her house. As it was on our way, I said it was fine. Trouble is Ms Morton I have my best jumper on and I do not want to get it dirty. Oh, please cal me Cher we are not in school, and I have another top you can wear.

The boxes are a bit dusty she said with little chuckle in her voice. We arrived at her place it was a smallholding just off the main road from school.

I was gob smacked, this place is wicked I said, with my mouth open. It was my grandfathers, until he passed away four years ago. I have done a few improvements since, and I am very happy here.

We stopped at the front door and we went inside, come up here she said to me. You can wear one of these tops if you want; she passed over two thin cotton tops that had little buttons down the front, which covered a zip.

I chose the dark grey one as it would not show the dust to much, I slipped my white knitted top off and pulled the grey one on and was just zipping it up.

Cher walked in, ready? she asked smiling at my half dressed body, suits you well she said brushing her hand over my shoulder. She had a tartan check skirt on and a plaid type blouse, which accentuated her large firm breasts.

 

We brought the boxes in from the car; they were very dusty and chalky. We put them at the side of the building, after we had finished I felt dusty and glad I had not worn my own top.

Like a drink she asked me, yes, please I answered, and Cher took me to the kitchen. On the way she pointed out the veranda I have just finished having this put in she said with pride in her voice, What's that round thing over there? I asked. Oh, that is the hot tub it is my favourite place, she said.

Why I asked, well it bubbles and blows air into the water, which is heated. I really love it.

Especially, after a hard days work. Do you fancy a dip in it Cher said with a little devilment?

Yes it would be fun I said, she poured us both two big glasses of lemonade and we trouped out to the hot tub. I put my hand in the water it was very warm and soft. I have nothing to wear I said to Cher, that is no problem then because I wont wear anything either. I quickly undressed and got into the water,

Cher asked me why was I rushing no one can see anything around here. With that she dropped her tartan skirt and paraded around in her skimpy panties, laughing she unbuttoned her plaid blouse and let her breasts cascade out. She walked over to the tub and said to me with a big smile, you can take my panties off Bon. I stood up, reached out with both of my hands, and pulled her flimsy silky panties down her lovely long legs very slowly. She tottered and put her arms on my shoulders to steady herself.

Next thing she was in the tub with me. Her hands were clasped around my breasts, her mouth ground against mine. Cher what are you doing I cried. I awoke with a start and realised it was a dream.

 

Dav put his head around the door, are you all right he asked. Concern sounded in his voice, I just had a weird dream. Well you certainly were making a lot of noise he said.

Dav came into the bedroom; he still had the bath towel wrapped around him. You still have not dressed yet? I asked. No, he said a little awkwardly, I was still watching telly.

My Mom rang earlier, she said they were staying at Pam’s, she sounded quite merry, my father sounded worse he shouted goodnight also, lucky them I said grumpily.

Why Dav asked?

OH, being stuck in, while they are having a right old rave up. What about you Dav, have you had a girl friend, or boy friend? I asked him.

His cheeks coloured up bright red. I certainly have no interest in boys, I would love to have a girl but I am to shy. He answered back.

I reached over and flipped his towel up, showing his rather large but at the moment flaccid cock, you should not be so shy with that monster cock, I said smiling at him.

His hand went straight to his groin, to cover up.

Please don’t make fun, please he begged, it is wrong you are my niece now after all.

Why not, you have a nice big cock Dav, I mean you may be my Uncle, but only in the last day or so, when I saw it earlier as you were washing in the bathroom, I thought it would be nice to have some of it?

He started to get up from the bed, before he could get anywhere, I put my hand under the towel and I grabbed his cock in my hand.

 

Hold on I said to him, you don’t need to run away at the first little jibe about your cock I said. I want you and you want me, don’t you?

He stopped and turned towards me, lets have a little fun together shall we I asked?

I pulled the towel off him and I took his growing cock in my hand and started to wank him off. I undid the buttons of my top and placed his hand on my tit, he stood like a statue.

His cock was becoming a monster and was growing larger by the second.

I told him to take it in his own hands and wank it off.

He looked very mortified;

I pulled off my top and my nickers. I lay back and started to rub my tits, I moved down to my wet pussy, kneading and pulling my clit. I opened my legs wide and pulled my labia apart. Dav ram that fucking monster in here, pointing at my gaping sex hole.

He did as he was told and I thought he was going to split me in two. He picked up the pace and he seemed to come alive and took the lead. His monster cock pummelled my pussy. I came and came again, he just kept on pumping into me, I started to smack his arse, to get him to come, he just kept banging me. I then grabbed and squeezed his nipples, really hard twisting them. That was it he exploded and belched his come into my wet cunt, filling me up. I could feel the his wet gism trickling down my leg, as my body rocked with convulsions as I came, I hit is bare arse harder, and he rammed into me as if he had been burned. I passed out with the ecstasy, and tremors bursting through my body.

 

Dav was quite for the next day or two; he kept giving me a wide birth. Mom asked me to pop into town for her, and she asked Dav if he could drive me in her car he did so reluctantly.

As we drove along the lane, I asked him why he was not talking to me.

Dav stopped the car; I can hardly look at you without wanting you he said. I feel so bad, that I am letting everyone down, because I have been with you and it is wrong.

 

Dav I wanted you, I pressured you, I let you fuck me, and you did what was expected of you. I will not be telling anyone, so long as you keep sticking that monster cock into my pussy, I will be your willing slave, ok.

 

Dav looked shocked, then his face turned towards me smiling. He had finally relaxed, and let himself be himself.

My hand sneaked across his muscular thigh, rubbing his growing bulge, he looked into my eyes and said, that if we were going to fuck, we had better find somewhere less public than the lane.

Lets get go to town and do what we have to, then get back to the house and we will have it all to ourselves, as the oldies will be in work.

My pussy was wet and hot, in need of a very large throbbing cock, but what else should a sixteen year olds pussy be expecting?

A Night to Remember

LolliePopVixen on Celebrity Stories

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I awoke to someone tying a blindfold over my eyes. I opened my mouth to scream, but it was abruptly covered and I felt lips brush past my ear.

"It’s ok," a voice said. I immediately recognized it and began to relax.

What is he doing

I moved my face next to his and found his ear. "You dirty, dirty man." I whispered. "You’ve been planning this for a while, haven’t you?"

I felt his head cock to the side in fake contemplation. "Maybe…" He then took my hands and moved them above my head. He straddled me and I felt him, already hard from anticipation, rest on my lower stomach. I tried to move my hands, but he held them tight. That turned me on even more. He knows I like it like th

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is. I gently rocked my hips into him, encouraging him to move lower. He removed one of his hands and I felt him shift his weight to the side, reaching for something. He came back, and I felt something soft brush against my skin. It sent chills down my spine.

"What is that?" I whispered.

"A special treat." He whispered back. With that he lifted my arms a little higher and I felt one of the bars of my headboard between them. Then, he began to tie them together with the soft… was that one of my scarves? Oh my god, he’s tying me to my bed with my silk scarf! I felt a soft moan escape my lips. He ran his hands softly down my arms and stopped briefly to caress my breasts again. He softly pinched my erect nipple and I arched my back again. Noticing my reaction he began to work both nipples at the same time, pinching and rubbing until I thought I couldn’t stand it any longer. Then, I felt him lean down and brush his lips against the side of my breast. He teased me like this for a while before he finally came to my nipple and ran his tongue around it. Then, he bit down on it, catching me so off guard that I screamed my satisfaction. He jumped and immediately his lips were on mine, shushing me in between kisses.

"I’m sorry," I whispered breathlessly. "I can’t help it, it feels so good!"

When he was convinced I would stay quiet, he planted soft kisses all over my body. He moved down and when he reached my belly button, he licked it. I was lost in a giggle fit as he tickled my stomach with his tongue. He held my legs firmly, so all I could do was helplessly rock from side to side. He jerked up suddenly.

"Lij?" I whispered. I felt his finger on my lips.

"Sorry, I thought I heard something." He whispered.

My giggle fit was gone. I had wanted this for so long, and now that it was happening I didn’t want to ruin it. He slid down even farther and gently prodded my legs open. I hesitated, feeling self-conscious. But he persisted and I gave in. He licked down my thigh, skipped the middle and went to the other thigh. He did this a few times before I heard a sucking sound. Suddenly there was a warm, wet finger on my clit. He rubbed it in small circles before his finger found my hole. He pushed it in as I rocked my hips against him. I felt his other arm moving rhythmically on my leg as he stroked himself. Even though I was blindfolded, I could tell he was smiling. He pushed another finger in, and then another and I could not stand the anticipation any longer.

"Oh god!" I moaned, softly. "Inside me! Please get inside me!"

He pulled his fingers out, and moved on top of me. "As the lady wishes." He whispered. He slid his cock over my clit a few times before he pushed it inside me. Oh god, he was so hard! The feeling was overwhelming and I unconsciously gasped. He pulled all the way out and then pushed himself inside me again, driving me crazy.

I was so wrapped up in the moment that I hadn’t even heard the door. Apparently, neither did Elijah because he froze suddenly. Instinctively I looked around the room, and then remembered the blindfold.

"Lij, what is it?"

He had relaxed, so I thought it was nothing. But then I felt a new pair of hands begin to untie me from the bed. I started to protest when two fingers pressed against my lips. I heard Elijah giggle but the second giggle, it was definitely male, sounded familiar but I couldn’t place it. When I was untied, I felt Elijah pull me up and he adjusted me on his lap, never disconnecting. I moaned a little as this new position pushed him deeper inside me. I now felt the new person behind me, obviously naked due to the hard cock I felt rubbing against my back. Who could that possibly be? I wondered.

I then felt hot breath against my ear. "Have you ever had two men at the same time, love?" the thick British accent gave him away.

"Dom?" I whispered surprised.

He laughed in my ear. Oh, that felt good. "I hope you don’t mind if I join you two, I saw you and couldn’t resist."

I blushed. Dom began to rub his hard manhood across my ass. I then lifted myself up, surprising both of them, and turned to face Dom. As I slid back down gently on Elijah’s manhood, I heard him moan. He grabbed my hips and pushed himself in deep. I found Dom with my hand and began to stroke him softly. I was nervous, but decided to just go for it. I softly kissed the tip of his shaft. Then I engulfed him in my mouth, trying to match Elijah’s rhythmic pumping. After a few moments of this, Dom pulled me up and kissed me hard. He picked me up and twirled me around like I was weightless. Elijah leaned closer and pushed himself inside me again. I felt Dom on my ass.

"Wait!" I half whispered, half yelled. "I’ve never had it up the ass before…" I reached up and pulled the blindfold off.

"Hey," Elijah said softly whimpering.

"I’m glad you told me." Dom said in my ear. "I’ll be right back."

He got up and left the room. I locked eyes with Elijah and squeezed him from within. He winced with pleasure. He gripped my lower back as I began to rock my hips into him, keeping eye contact. Moonlight was pouring in from the window, accenting his beautiful features. Just then Dom re-entered the room.

"Hey, wait for me!" he exclaimed.

We laughed. Dom walked over and sat behind me on the bed. He had a tube of lubrication in his hand. I was elevated due to the fact that I was sitting on Elijah’s thighs. He lubricated his fingers and my ass. Then, ever so gently, he slowly pushed a finger in. The pain was more than I expected. I clenched my teeth and let out a small whimper.

"Do you want me to stop?" Dom asked, genuinely concerned.

"No, no. I’ll be fine." I answered, the pain already subsiding.

Dom moved his finger in and out a few times before gently pushing in a second one. After a few minutes of this he pulled his fingers out.

"Are you ready?" he whispered in my ear.

I felt a rush of excitement. "As ready as I’ll ever be."

I then felt the tip of him push inside me. I yelped and bit Elijah’s shoulder.

"Are you okay?" they both asked.

"Yes, I’m fine." I giggled at there concern.

Then Dom thrust himself all the way inside me. I straightened, threw my head back and screamed. There was no pain this time. Elijah reached up his hand to silence me, but Dom stopped him.

"No one else is here… let her scream." He said. "I like it."

They both began to thrust into me, matching the others rhythm. I thought I was going to explode! I had never experienced anything like this. Suddenly, and without warning, Elijah had the strongest orgasm I had ever witnessed. Just watching his face and feeling his body convulse like that, brought me to my climax. Then, not long after me, Dom grunted and began to thrust into me hard. His climax was almost as powerful as Elijah’s was. We all fell back onto my bed, me lying between them. The night air coming in from my window was a bit chilly. We all cuddled together, still trying to catch our breath. Soon, I could tell they were both asleep. I was now facing Dom. I nuzzled my face into his chest, smiling. I knew this was going to be a night I would never forget.

I thought to myself. Just then, the hand that was on my mouth moved slowly down my neck and began to caress my breasts. A feeling of electricity shot through my whole body. I gasped as the realization hit me. I felt the lips smile against my ear. I arched my back, pushing my breasts into his hand. I moved my hands down his muscular back and realized he was not wearing any clothes.

Oregon Coast

Fyre on Lesbian Stories

"There’s a place along the Oregon Coast, a public campsite, that I must introduce you to. I don't remember the name of it offhand, but it is pretty far South from here, and there’s a lighthouse that you can walk to."

When I suggest that we go there, you look skeptical. I invited you to come to Portland, and you were expecting to stay at my home with my family. You’ve got all sorts of reservations. After all, I’m some sort of wacko you met on the internet! But you’ve been "talking" to me for ten months--now’s not the time to say you can’t trust me.

I take your hands in mine, and look deep into your greenish eyes, and say, "Let me show you what I mean. The coast is so beautiful. Don’t you want to

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see the ocean?"

"Well, yes." You consent reluctantly.

I’m stunned by how adorable you are. You have mousy brown hair, a small nose, and a slight scar along your cheek. I think you told me in an email long ago that you got the scar when you were a child and your brother accidently hit you with a rock. You’ve got hot, perky tits and a small ass. You exercise. Your shapely legs tell the story of someone who can mountain bike eight miles a day. But somehow, you don’t seem secure in your looks. Your breasts are lost under a shirt that’s way too big. Your hair’s pulled back and clipped with a dozen little clips. No make up.

I wanted you to be attracted to me, and I’m not afraid to admit it. I wore a tank top with no bra and some tight jeans. I dyed my hair a redder brown than my natural color. I dashed a hint of plum lipstick across my cheekbones. My nipples are rigid. Now that we’re standing face to face, it all feels inappropriate. Self-conscious, I cross my arm across my chest. Maybe I shouldn’t be hoping something will happen. You told me before you agreed to come visit, it was not a sure thing. You’ve never been with a woman before. I haven’t either, but since meeting you online, it’s all that I think about.

I collect you at the airport. We pack up the gear, and drive down the coast. On the way, we stop at a winery, and sample some wine, and buy some that we both like. We stop at Tillamook to get some ice cream, and I have to show you the quilt shop in Newport. But it’s the campsite that I really want to introduce you to. When we get there, it’s dark. The road winds around a row of hedges. You notice all the other tents and RVs and think "Why?"

We get to a spot, kind of back a ways, and yes, it’s a little bit of a hike to get to the john, but there’s a flushing toilet, and for that, it will be worth the walk. Fumbling in the dark, we pitch the tent. You collect a washcloth and a towel and go to the bathroom. I start a fire in the pit. Fortunately we brought some wood before we came because it costs $6 a bundle to buy it here. I set our sleeping bags into the tent, and even though I want to zip them together, I’m unsure of how you want to proceed. You may need that space, so I will give it to you.

After you come back, you say, "There’s showers here!"

"Well, it’s a pretty nice place."

"It’s cold."

"I know. But there’s no mosquitos."

You think for a minute. "Right. That’s nice. And it’s not as cold as it is at home in Minnesota."

"I figured you’d be okay with it."

I have water boiling, and I offer you some tea. You decide to open the wine that we bought earlier. Around our campsite, there’s an elaborate hedge. One of the remarkable things about this place is that the whole campground is essentially cut out of a brambly bush. Hedges block off each campsite, giving every camper a fair amount of privacy. We sit on a log with our boots toward the fire. We drink berry wine out of the bottle, and listen to the wind blow. We can hear other voices from time to time, but it’s quiet. Very calming.

It gets late. I feel like one of us has to be the one to admit that we need to get some sleep. I could sit and stare at you by the fire forever, but I don't want to make you uncomfortable. I’ve really enjoyed being with you, finally meeting you in person, and I’ve not tried to push into you, or overwhelm you. I hope you’re feeling okay. With you here drinking wine, I’m getting mixed messages. I don't know if you want to loosen up or just get sleepy. I suspect you’re trying to avoid the issue tonight.

I get a towel and follow the flashlight’s bobbing spot of light to the bathroom.

When I come back, you’re inside the tent in your sleeping bag. I bend and climb inside mine. I feel you there, just inches away. Judging from the sounds of your breathing, it sounds like you’re already sleeping. Or you’re trying to fake me out. I can’t help but feel disappointed. I lie there, smelling stray wisps of smoke from the campfire and try to unwind. I want to roll over on top of you and force my tongue in your mouth. I want to feel your firm breasts. At the worst, I want to lay there in the darkness, think about you and masturbate. Like I’ve done a million times. I’m so close, I can smell your hair–like henna and apples. I can feel my sex stirring. Juices seep out of my vagina. It’s torture just to lay here inches away.

I feel like a seven year old girl waiting for Christmas. I secretly doubt that Santa Claus will really come.

In the morning, you’re up with the birds. I hear the clink of metal and rustling around the campsite, then smell fresh coffee, which pulls me up out of bed. The steaming coffee tastes strong and goes down good. You fried pancakes. I eat one, and feel like I should have gotten up earlier to help. Then I remember we’re in different time zones. You’re probably raring to go! We should go for a walk. I want to show you the lighthouse. I pick up a package I brought and we walk off together.

The hedge has blocked a surprising amount of wind. The trail forks. The path to the beach drops 60 yards before it gets to sand. I’m glad I bothered to pack my boots! We wander off on the other path through the grassy field to the lighthouse. It’s a brisk walk. The sand and the sea grass makes everything look stark and far away. We walk up to the stone lighthouse and look around, but everything’s locked. We peer inside paned windows, but all we notice is spider webs and dust. Now that we’re here, I feel foolish. I know we exchanged email stories about the romance of lighthouses, but I’m not sure how much you’re really interested in them now that we’re here. Long ago, I told you that I was your lighthouse, a beacon to guide you here. You answered back that you felt the pull of me, but you were afraid to give in. If you came to me, you asked me, would you be like a moth to a flame, incinerated by the meeting?

How stupid! Remembering our email fantasies makes me feel insane. What if this was just some ridiculous fantasy--one to better stay a fantasy, to never fully explore?

"What’s in the package?" you ask.

"A kite." I open it up. "We should fly it here in the wind. There’s no trees."

Moments later, the kite is together. Laughing, I give you the roll of string and dash through the grass, stretching to hold the yellow kite high above my head. We launch it. You pull it into its orbit around the curve of the beach. It sails off. You throw out yards and yards of line. The diamond-shaped kite becomes a tiny straggle of color, the line bowing into the wind.

We take turns guiding it, watching it lean and twist, then struggling to upright itself in the wind. I like watching you move, how you hold yourself. You seem so confident and assured. Your hair is loose today and it billows behind your head. When you turn your face, it whips across your eyes. Impatiently, you tuck it behind your ears.

A family comes up the trail. Their young son watches us flying the kite, and wistfully says, "Oh, Daddy, we should have brought a kite." Done with our adventure, we pass the kite off to the boy and his father, who have thought about doing this sort of thing together for years, and longed for the kind of windy day where kites actually fly.

"You want to walk down to the beach?"

"Sure."

We’re off to the other trail. We stumble down the rocky path to the water’s edge. You close your eyes and inhale the cold, briny smell. It’s not a sandy beach--those are found up by Newport--but it has all the little nooks and chasms that a beach should have. Sea stones scatter on the beach, as well as chunky throes of driftwood here and there. We find a tide pool and stare at the crystalline world below, full of sea anemones and skittering sand crabs. A small stone shines green in the light. I pick it up and hold it in my hand. I feel like it is meant for me, so I slide it into my pocket. No matter what happens, I must always remember. You tell me it’s been years since you’ve stepped foot on a wonderful beach like this.

At this hour of the day, the beach is very private. A bunch of gulls are scattered on the beach ahead, straggling over some tidbit. We can walk from one end of it to the other, and even then we would not be able to get around the rocks blocking us from more beach unless we did some serious climbing, got very wet, or waited for the tide to recede.

Suddenly, I reach out and take your hand. "I’m glad you’re here."

You squeeze my hand back in reply.

Up a ways, there seems to be some sort of a shallow cave. We step inside. Once there, I pull you close to me and I brush your windswept hair out of your face. I’m dying to kiss you, to taste those small, puckered lips. But I don't really want to make a first move unless you want me to, and so far, your signals have been vague, like you’re happy to be here, but you refuse to do anything you might regret. You must be sensible. You’re always so sensible.

Don’t get your hopes up,

you used to tell me in your emails. It’s just fun to think about.

I can’t help but have my hopes up. I’ve been writing to you for almost a year. I’ve never hidden the fact that I wanted to be your secret lover. I’ve never hidden the fact that I wanted to taste your soft pussy. Your sacred, special pussy. You told me that you had relatively little experience. You could count the men you’ve been with on one hand.

We both have small cuts on our legs from walking through the tall, reedy grass. I touch one of your cuts, and kind of smooth it away. Your skin is so soft to touch. I feel awkward and pull my hand away. You put your hand over mine.

"Thanks for inviting me."

That’s it? I feel cold inside, rejected, like I made a huge mistake and read all kinds of things into your messages that weren't quite there. Panicked, I turn to walk out of the cave. Surely we should go back to the campsite and get some food. We were silly to not pack a lunch.

Behind me, you put your hand on my shoulder to stop me. You put your arms around me, hugging me from behind. There’s tears in my eyes. I’ve wanted this for so long. You hold me close, and I turn into you, our hair, all tangled together. Your hair smells wonderful! I find your mouth, and I kiss you. I close my eyes and feel you there, and I kiss you. Over and over. Hoping you won’t make me stop. I pull the hair out of my face, and study your mouth, tracing your lip with my finger. I stop and smile and kiss your velvet lips again. Behind us, gulls scream and waves crash on the beach.

Many moments later, we decide to go back to the campsite to eat. Not that either of us are really hungry. The trail goes up, and it is not meant for two people to walk together, but I cannot take my hand away from you now that we have finally touched. At the top of the cliff, the trail winds through the hedges to our site, and we stop under the cover of the hedge, gnarly limbs

all around us, like Sleeping Beauty's castle. I pull you to me again. I kiss you there in the hedge, locked inside our own little world.

You pull me back to the campsite. You get out the wine again, and this time we share the bottle. We sit side by side on a small log, knees touching, taking long droughts of cool wine. I think we both know what’s going to happen next. We’re going to finally confront the big IT that’s been between us all this time. Are you trying to drink your courage?

We don't start a fire, for we prepared snacks in tidy little bags. We nibble on grapes and carrots and such. We sit together, barely speaking, sharing the same plate, sometimes putting the food into each other's mouth.

After we’ve eaten, the wine starts to hit. Laughing, I open the tent, and lay down flat on my back, arms outstretched. The orange glow of the walls makes it look surreal. I pat your space on the sleeping bag next to mine. You come inside and lay down. I turn to you, and prop my head up on my elbow. Maybe we should talk? I look into your emerald eyes, all flared from the wine, and I can't stop talking. Oh, I’m so nervous.

That is, until you take my hand, and give me the bottle of wine again, nearly empty. Drink, you urge. Once I take the bottle away from my lips, your lips are there on mine, pulling that taste of wine out of my mouth with your tongue. Oh your tongue is incredible. You probe around in my mouth, touching my teeth, slightly sucking my tongue. At the end of the kiss, you nibble my bottom lip.

I’m overwhelmed. It’s been so long! I’ve been craving your touch forever. Now that the moment’s finally come, I hardly believe my luck. I taste your breath, and collapse into your soul. From somewhere, you pull out a cotton quilt which you spread over the slippery nylon of the sleeping bags. You start to undress me.

I pull off my sweatshirt. You unbutton my blouse, deliberately, slowly, taking time to kiss my skin below each button. I hold my breath every time you touch me, wanting it to last and last. Waiting to see if this will go as far as I hope it will. In my bra and shorts, I lie against the cotton of your quilt. I’m glad you brought it. I love the homey feel of cotton. It smells the way your house must smell, like lavender and bubble gum.

With the strange orange glow from the walls of the tent, our skin looks tinted and unique. I watch you above me, pulling your t-shirt up over your head. You unfasten your bra and toss it near your pillow. The contrasting darkness of your nipples, already erect with desire, capture my attention. I reach for you, and you crumble against me. My hands wander along your skin, touching and discovering places and sensations I have only imagined. Oh! Your skin is incredible! A man has never felt so smooth, so sumptuous.

I simply want to touch you. I fumble in a pocket in the tent and for orange spice body oil that I had stashed there. Just in case. I ask if I can use it, not wanting to stain your quilt. You whisper that I can, and roll over, and I start to spread the oil over your soft skin, and smooth it away, massaging your shoulders and back, slowly, then aching to get lower to touch your bottom. I dash some more oil on my hands from time to time, and then warm it before I touch your perfect skin. I try to think about everything else but the fact that I am finally touching your ass! You still have on white satin panties. My oiled hand makes an imprint on the fabric. I massage the muscle deeply, trying to be detached. I trace circles down to your thighs and long to reach between them. I massage your calves and ankles, rubbing each of your small feet, tugging on each of your ten toes. Your body is perfect! I can hardly believe I am there, that I am with you.

I unhook my own bra, so I can press fully against the softness of your back. I hope terribly that you won't mind. I unfasten my jean shorts, and pull out of them as well, my panties already wet with anticipation.

Holding you close to me, I can barely breathe. I am afraid if I react, you will disappear like a flash of light in the evening sky. My hands cup each of your breasts. Behind you, I press into you, finally feeling that I have captured you completely.

Then at once, you turn over. I take in the view of your satiny skin, the ribbon of white satin across your pubic bone. You move your legs so your feet are a shoulder’s width apart, and I can see the crevice of your vagina. Your puffy pussy lips are parted below the fabric. I could trace the line with my tongue. Oh I want to taste you! At your feet, I start massaging my way up, skipping from your thighs to your flat belly, and up to your shoulders, then back to your lovely soft milky-white breasts.

Next, is a flurry of motion and passion, as I ease down your panties to study your naked body against the soft quilt. You look just as I had imagined, like a beautiful thing, too lovely to be mine. Your breasts quiver in the soft light. I start to slide off my own panties, but you stop my hand and pull them down yourself, slowly and deliberately, your hands gentle against my skin.

I spread more oil across your breasts. You catch your breath below me, and then kiss me hard, and then roll up on top of me. You’re taking the initiative! Now I know you want this as much as I do. I was worried that I would have to convince you, and you would be reluctant. I feel your 34C’s pressing onto my breasts. Mooshing oil all over my tits. My nipples are rock hard, standing rigid. Kissing you dearly, my hands wander down to your thighs. I tentatively touch you there, sliding the fingers closer and closer to your pussy. By now, you’re all oily, all wet. I so want to probe my fingers into your cunt. But this is the only first time, and I want it to be perfect.

I take your nipples one at a time into my mouth. Oil’s smeared all over my face by now. You relax and shut your eyes. I look down at you on the quilt, and can imagine nothing else, breasts full and round, softness, whiteness...loveliness insurmountable. I take my time exploring you. I slip my hands between your legs, touching you, lingering, finally merging into your folds. I move closer, skin to skin, hands wandering, and mouth moving to discover.

I tuck my pillow under the small of your back, and invite myself between your thighs. I spread your pussy open, and gasp when I dare to look. You are so pink! Like a newly opened flower. I blow air on your clit, blowing, blowing softly, before I take my first taste. You push up against my mouth and my tongue, holding my head with your hands, trying to make me attend to the spots that you need me to touch. I diddle with my tongue. You taste wonderful. I suck and lap at your intimate spots. I can’t get enough.

At one point, you shriek, and rise up on your elbows. I stop, thinking I must have hurt you, but it’s just one of those odd places, where you want to be touched again, just not so intently. As you settle back against the quilt, I let my fingers wander on your clit. I move my mouth back up to your breasts where I suck and taste them. You pull me up to your face and lick the taste of your pussy away from my chin and lips. You kiss me deeply and passionately, and roll me to my back.

Then, you take control. Your pressure is perfect. You handle my breasts deftly. I ache to have you pinch them and suck them deeply. I move my pussy against your hand. You’re taking your sweet time, but eventually you’ll get there. I’m so ready, I can almost scream. Wetness between my legs starts to trickle, a sticky trail. I immediately wipe it away. You see my hand move there and follow it with your own. I start to touch myself, but you push my hand to the side, and take over, slowly, longingly, lingering on spots where I want you to be, then flitting away, teasing, milking it for more time, more sensation. I’ve never felt like this!

You’re not used to making love to a woman, and neither am I. We both know what needs to be done, but don’t have experience doing it. We both use what we like ourselves to make moves on the other, but it isn’t 100%. But it is good. Oh so good. You make me come, and watch as my back heaves and my breasts thrust forward. My climax sweeps through me like the wind through our kite. Then you take my nipple into your mouth with the realization that you can make me do it again. No men here, no premature ejaculation. No "Thanks Babe, I’ll get you next time." No rolling over and starting to snore.

I use my hands to make you come, then I suck deeply against your pussy, and wet it again, and set you up to come again. The ebb and the tide, the water bouncing against the shore, the gulls calling to each other outside becomes one with us as we touch and explore. We discover each other ever so patiently with so much care, and then with so much fury. At one point, you thrust four of your fingers deep inside my cunt. I scream with a gush of cum.

Night falls. Weary, we pull ourselves out of the tent, clothes touching our skin unwillingly. My toes ache, they’ve curled so hard. We stir up a fire and make food that we feed each other. Young men walk by our site, and we sit up and look more appropriate, but once they have passed, we are back to each other's skin. Later that night, the lantern pulled into the tent so that I can see you there, in the soft light. The same group of men walk by. The lamp light allows them to see inside. They snicker as they notice our breasts' silhouettes where we sit naked. They elbow one another, guffawing. Then silent as they think about what it is that they have seen.

Finally, we settle into each other’s arms and fall asleep. Not once does the tent feel cold.

Mom Takes on Dad and Son In The Farm

Fat on Incest Stories

Ray Lee had grown up on the farm and as far as he was concern that was all the world had to offer. Every year his father gave his best in the crops to make sure he could pay the bank. It was obvious all the help was needed and soon Ray Lee had stopped going to school.

Now he was sixteen and for the first time in his life he wasn’t happy. His dad was a rough man. He drank and Ray knew he sometimes took out his anger on him and his mother. Angie was only 40 years old but seemed m

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ore close to 50. Hard work will do that to a woman. She was tall and had put on some weight. She had brown eyes and curly hairs just bellow the shoulders. She was tanned from working in the sun and her crystal blue eyes stood out in her face. Horace his father was a tall powerful man. He was bald and had a permanent grumpy mood. Not a very nice person but Ray loved him.

 

There weren’t many people around the farm so Ray had never had any contact with girls. He was still a virgin. He wasn’t ugly. He was actually very attractive with his well-built body and blond hair with blue eyes that would make a girl loose her mind if there was one for him to meet. He was beginning to feel that need in his life and it wasn’t the first time he had spied on his parents having sex. Horace was in bed like in life. Rough and foul mouthed. He fucked Angie with God’s fury calling her all sorts of names and even smacking her face around violently. Ray had observed with care his mother’s naked body. She had big breasts that although not firm seemed great to them. She had thick legs and too much flesh on her belly but to Ray she was the most attractive woman in the world. He had now made a habit out of masturbating while watching them fuck. He was afraid of getting caught but he couldn’t help himself. Little did he know Horace had seen him long ago. One night after dinner in the kitchen Angie was lifting the dishes off the table to the sink when Ray heard something that would make his brain freeze.

“Boy you need to fuck.”

Ray stood still watching his father.  

“Get over here Angie.”

She walked to him and looked at Ray. Angie was wearing an old red dress that hardly fit her any more. It was tight and showed her body figure even if it was very long.

“Angie you should teach that boy. Introduce him to fucking I mean. Then sooner or later he’ll get a nice young thing and know what to do.”

“Jesus Horace he’s our son.”

“So what? I’m not going to pay some whore to do it. It’s just fucking. He hasn’t had his mind on the crops and I need him concentrated. At least get him off sometimes.”

“NO.”

“Listen bitch you do as I say. Now kneel next to him and suck him off.”

Ray watched without knowing what to say or do.

“Don’t make me hurt you Angie.”

Angie walked to Ray obviously very embarrassed. She kneeled down never looking at him.

“Now you’re going to see what’s good in life son.”

Angie opened his zipper and took his penis out. To his surprise his cock was already hard. Still without looking at her son Angie got his cock inside her mouth and started sucking. Ray moaned as he felt her tongue going all the way down his shaft. Angie kept jerking him while her lips were rolled around his cock firmly going up and down. Then she took it out and licked its head. Horace was enjoying this. Angie started to fondle his balls as her mouth fucked his cock in a faster and faster rhythm.

“God I cant take it anymore.”

Angie took her son’s cock out of her mouth and jerked him harder and harder until cum erupted straight into the hair and down into her hand. It hadn’t been more than five minutes and it was all over.

“Damn woman this got me hard.”

Horace picked her up from the floor and pushed her against the table. He lifted her dress and pulled down her white panties. Ray watched with his cock out and still hard while his father pushed his dick deep into his mother’s pussy from behind against the table. Horace grabbed her tits and hair as he Angie spread her legs and he got in even deeper.

“Oh you fucking cunt.”

He made her bend over the table and grabbed her ass as he fucked her even harder. Ray was starting to get more and more excited.

“You see boy? This is how a man fucks a little whore like your mother.”

As he finished this words cum filled Angie’s pussy.

“Oh shit.”

He took his cock out and Ray saw some of his fathers cum dripping from that wet pussy.

“You want a piece of this? Come one boy.”

Horace smacked her ass laughing but Ray said no. Angie pulled her dress down and Ray saw tears on her face.

“Now when Ray wants to fuck, you fuck Angie. You got two men to take care of now. You got to serve him as you do me. Understand?”

“Yes Horace.”

Late at night in his bed Ray thought about what had happened. It wasn’t right but it felt so good he decided to just follow his instinct.

The next night as they were in the living room Horace finishing another beer Ray decided to take his shot.

“I want to fuck tonight mom.”

Angie was sitting right next to Horace and suddenly became pale.

“Well you listened the boy Angie. Go to the room. Get naked. We’ll be right there.”

Angie didn’t move but when Horace threatened another beating she got up and obeyed.

“Now Ray you’ve made your dad very proud son. You’re a real man now.”

After a few minutes they went to the bedroom. The sheets covered Angie but Horace pushed them away and exposed Ray to her naked body. She wasn’t completely shaved as he noticed. Good.

“Son I’m going first to warm her up but first its blowjob time.”

They both got naked and Horace ordered her to kneel in front of them. She started sucking Horace that fucked her mouth harder and harder making her gag. Then she went over to Ray. She sucked him gently but soon he was pushing his cock just as fast as his dad. They made her suck their balls and joked when Horace tried to see if she could get two cocks in the mouth at the same time. They pushed and pushed but it didn’t work. Horace then ordered her to go on the bed. He started to fuck her from behind with Ray still in her mouth.

“You’re our bitch Angie.”

Ray held her head to get as much of his cock inside her mouth as possible. She took it all sucking and licking while being pounded from behind by her husband. Ray knew he wouldn’t last much longer. He held her hair and started to go all the way in.

“Dad I want to cum on her face.”

“Then do it son. Cum on your mother’s face.”

“Open your mouth mom.”

Angie opened and looked Ray right in the eyes. He jerked off for a few seconds looking at his mom with her mouth open waiting for his cum and four jets of sperm sprayed her face and hair. He pushed inside again as Angie licked the rest of the cum off his cock. Ray of course was still hard and watching his dad smacking his mom’s ass was sure going to keep him excited for a long time. He took his cock out of her mouth as Horace screamed and came inside her pussy.

“Oh you fucking bitch.”

“Lie down mom.”

Horace sat on a chair and watched as Ray sucked those enormous tits like he had always dreamed of. He then started to play with her clit while still focusing his attention on those fun bags. That was heaven. He sucked until he couldn’t take more. He got between her legs and shoved his cock into her pussy that still had some of his dad’s cum coming out. He grabbed her tits and pushed himself inside of her even deeper.

“Feels so warm inside your pussy mommy.”

Angie had the taste of her son’s cum on her mouth and her pussy filled with his cock and his dad’s sperm. This had turned her on quite a lot. She wrapped her legs around his waist and moaned. They were both ready to cum again. Her body started shaking as Angie closed her eyes and an orgasm filled her mind.

“Oh fuck push your tits together.”

Ray got his cock out and immediately shoved it between those flabby breasts. He fucked them up and down and cum filled her rack as Ray had his second orgasm of the day.

“Smear the cum on them.”

Angie did as he said. Her tits were now shining with the sperm. Horace decided to take another turn and the rest of the night was spent with both men fucking Angie until finally they all fell asleep exhausted. Angie could hardly feel her pussy when she woke up. Her mouth had the taste of all the cum from both men she had swallowed the night before.

From then on she would fuck both her husband and son when they wished and sometimes both at the same time. It lasted for years until Ray Lee finally got married to a girl from another farm. She came to live with them and soon she too had to fuck both men on a regular basis.  A big happy family.  

My Pantyhose Awakening

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I haven’t always been a crossdresser, when I was very young (about 9 is the earliest) I remember being fascinated by women’s legs in nylon stockings (they still wore stockings in those days). I remember being at a friends house, and his mom used to put her son over her lap and rub his back with a soft brush as form of reward, it was like a soft back-scratch if u like. One day she asked me if I would like a 'rubbing' and of course I said yes. She always wore skirts just above her knee and I noticed she always wore sheer fully-fashioned nylons (of course I was too young to know what FF nylons were). She put me over her knee and rubbed my back which was nice, but better was the feeling of my bare legs (I was in shorts) against her slinky nylons. That was the fi

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rst time ever I remember getting an erection. I don’t think she noticed my little stiffy, but I knew then that I was fascinated by not only the touch but also the feel of nylons.

By the time I was in my teens I had a full-blown nylon fetish, by now women were wearing pantyhose instead of stockings but I still loved nylon encased legs. I had quite a collection of nylons most of which I got when Mom or my sister discarded theirs; I would wait until no one noticed then take them out of the bin. I was also wearing nylons a lot when no one was around or I was in bed and masturbated while wearing a pair of pantyhose and then placing a nylon on my cock. One of my favourite pastimes was visiting my Aunt Mary, she was a single mom who lived alone with two daughters, and they all wore pantyhose. While my sister was playing with the two girls I would rummage in their bins for discarded hose and rifle their laundry basket. Then one day I got caught.

I was 15 and Abegail, my eldest cousin was 18, and she was the one that caught me. The three girls had supposedly gone shopping with Aunt Mary, leaving me to my carnal pantyhose pleasures while they were gone. What I didn’t know was that Abby had left the others to return home, feigning a stomach upset. But I found out later that she suspected I was tampering with her lingerie and she intended to catch me. She told me later that she had noticed stains on her pantyhose when she washed them and as she was 18 and sexually active, she had good idea what those stains were. I was by this time, oblivious to the world, hiding in their bathroom wearing a pair of sheer pantyhose and stroking myself through the sheer nylon gusset. Abegail burst through the door and shouted "I knew it, you pervert, I knew you were wanking in my lingerie, you fucking little pervert". I was so scared and embarrassed; here I was standing in her bathroom wearing nothing but a pair of her pantyhose and a hard-on, which by now was quickly deflating. I lost control of my legs and sat down heavily on the toilet seat.

"You fucking Nancy boy" she said, "wait until I tell your mom, my mom, your sister, every fucking one that you’re a Nancy-boy, pantyhose wearing, pervert!" I was so scared and started begging her, "please Abby, don’t tell anyone, I’ll do anything you say, I’ll stop doing this, I promise!" I was a pathetic sight standing in front of her naked, grovelling to her. She was standing over me fully dressed, she was wearing a cute little purple mini-skirt, white blouse and platform heels (this was the 70s remember) and of course, beige pantyhose (beige and white were the mainstay of 70s hosiery). "You bet you’ll do anything ‘pantyboy’" she said, "You’ll do whatever I fucking well say or everyone will know about your little pantyhose perversion!" By now the initial shock had worn off and couldn’t help noticing her legs showing nicely below her mini, she had one foot forward and her hands on her hips in a dominating pose, she was a little chubby but had nice legs and a pretty face. Of course her standing like that with her silken hose covered legs at eye level had an obvious effect on my penis. Abby had never particularly liked me and had teased me a lot when I was younger, her being three years older she was always dominant, now she noticed my gradually stiffening penis. "You fucking freak, you can’t help yourself can you?" she said pointing at my nylon-covered appendage, "well now that horrible thing is sticking out, you humiliation starts now pantyboy". "Stand up pantyboy" she said, "lets see what that pathetic little dicky looks like". I knew Abby had had a few boyfriends and guessed she was no stranger to male anatomy, and I definitely knew she was certainly not going to miss the chance to humiliate as much as she could, but standing there, her tight sheer pantyhose encasing my lower body, and her being fully dressed somehow excited me.

I stood up and my now erect penis was pushing out the gusset of the hose, there was a small pool of clear pre-come forming at the end of my penis and soaking into the nylon. "Well you are the panty-boy, aren’t you, now I know why those stains were appearing my pantyhose every time you visited, you disgusting little pervert. Go on, show me what you do when your wearing my nylons." I stammered, "what do you mean?" "You know what I mean pantyboy, wank that disgusting little cock!" She started to laugh as I took my cock in my hand and started to stroke it through the nylon, "you really are pathetic you know" she said, "I’ll bet you’ve never even been with a girl before have you!" "No" I answered looking down at my pathetic nylon covered toes, tears were starting to form in my eyes and I didn’t want her to see me cry. She stepped forward and lifted my chin, "stop that you pathetic pantyboy, I don’t want you simmering away, now stroke that fucking cock! Show me what you do in my hose or the whole world will know!"

I put everything else out of my mind and just stared at the little purple mini and her thighs below the hem. I started to stroke my hosed member again. It started to feel nice and I could feel really myself engorge at the thrill of what I was doing, wanking off in front of Abby. I have to admit it was a fantasy I had had previously when I masturbated while wearing her pantyhose. I stroked it faster, rubbing the sleek nylon gusset against my turgid member and staring at her legs, imagining my cock rubbing against them. "You fucking pervert!" she hissed, "your really enjoying that aren’t you! Well I’ll put a stop to that!" She reached out and slapped my hand away from my cock. "Leave it alone pantyboy" she said, I looked down again at my toes, humiliated again. "Don’t look down, look at me! And leave that alone!" she said pointing to my hard cock poking out the front of her pantyhose. Its disgusting she said and all of a sudden reached out and grabbed it to make her point. It was too much, I was close to coming before, but the feel of a girl’s hand holding my cock while it was encased in sheer nylon was a sensory overload. I shuddered and groaned as I spent my seed. The ejaculation pulsed out of my throbbing penis and poured through the nylon gusset into Abby’s hand.

Abbey of course was disgusted and wiped her hand on my body, covering me with my own semen. "Now fuck off out of here pantyboy," she said, "and never touch my underwear ever again". I heard her mocking laughter as I ran down the hall the bedroom in which I was staying. To say I was terrified was an understatement; I was so scared she would tell everyone about my perversion. Days, then weeks passed and nothing happened. Whenever I met Abbey she would snigger at me but never bought up the day she caught me. I wondered why she had the ultimate degradation to inflict on me but didn’t. Then it dawned on me, she was older that me, she had humiliated me, she should have known better and more importantly, what she did to me was wrong.

It was then I hatched my plan. Next time we visited Aunt Mary, I confronted Abbey in her bedroom "what do you want pantyboy" she sneered. I told her what I had been thinking about what happened "well what the fuck you going to do about it pantyboy, you can’t tell anyone otherwise they will know you are a pervert". I was really angry now and answered "I am going to tell mom, she wont care about what I was doing, just what you did to me, your older and should know better, she will tell your mom for sure!" I could see she was starting to sweat, her bluff had been called. "Please don’t tell" she said, "I’m sorry, I take back what I did." Not good enough I said as my plan formulated further in my mind. "You have to be punished for humiliating me," I said. "Whhhhhhhhhat do u mean?" Abbey looked flabbergasted. "You have to make it up to me" I said, "or I just leave right now and tell mom and Aunt Mary what happened!" "Ok, ok, ok" she said cutting me off as I headed for the door, she closed the door and locked it. "What do you want from me?" she asked. "Well’ I said, "I know that you have had boy friends so I figure you must know all about sex." She looked shocked "so!" she said. "Well now your going to let me do some things to you that you have probably done before anyway, so you shouldn’t mind" I grinned evilly at her. "No fucking way!" she exclaimed. "Ok then" I said and started to unlock the door. "Alright!" she sighed disgustedly. "Sit on the bed and don’t say another word" I said, "now its time for to pay". She sat demurely on the edge of the bed. She was wearing another A-line mini, white this time, a pink blouse, platform shoes, and of course, my favourite beige pantyhose. I sat down beside her and placed my hand on her knee, the nylon felt silky against my fingers and immediately began to stiffen. I stroked her leg up and down from the top of her thigh to her ankle. She just sat there and stared up at the ceiling, enduring my molestation. She stiffened as I my hand went under her skirt and rested on her silky nylon panties. They were full cut sheer white nylon. Her hand went on mine and tried to push me away, "Mom" I yelled, but not loud enough for anyone outside the room to hear. She understood the threat and took her hand away. Now I stroked her through her panties, feeling the nylon of the panties rubbing on the nylon of her pantyhose gusset was making me extremely aroused. I noticed her breathing was deeper and quicker and her eyes were closed. I eased my hand down to my shorts and freed my erect member. I leaned over and began to rub it on her pantyhosed leg as I continued to stroke her panties. We were now both breathing deeply and heavily and I could feel her panties becoming moist to my touch. I was so excited, the first time I touched a girl there and she was enjoying it, even if she was being forced to do so. I gently pushed her back on the bed and climbed over her, she whimpered "nhhoo", but her heart wasn’t in it. I pushed her skirt up to her waist and lay on top of her. My throbbing penis was pushing against the nylon of her panties and as I began to grind it back and forth, I felt it rubbing against her panty and pantyhose covered pussy. Amazingly she began to push back against me, matching my thrusts with her own. I put my hand down and moved her panty crotch to one side and tried to push my member through the hose; "NO, NO, NO, NO!" she whispered in my ear, "you cant do that, you can’t fuck me". She reached down and placed my penis in the folds of her pussy, but still protected by the sheer nylon of her pantyhose, then she eased the silky gusset of her panties over the top of my penis. It was exquisite, my penis in a nylon trap, the sheer hose covering her pussy was pushing against the base of my penis and the silky gusset of her panties was pushing against the top of it as we thrust against each other. We ground against each other, panting and sighing, but I felt myself ready to come. She felt it as well and wrapped her nylon-encased legs around me and held me to her as she pushed her silky gusseted pussy against my penis. Then she kissed me thrusting her tongue deeply inside my mouth as I exploded against my cousin. I could feel my semen saturating her pantyhosed pussy and legs and soaking her panties. She was pushing against me so hard and she groaned "Goooooooooooodddd" into my mouth as she was kissing me and shuddering with her own orgasm.

I enjoyed Abbey’s pleasure many times over the next few months; she always kept her pantyhose on to prevent me from entering her. She explained that, as I wasn’t actually fucking her, in her mind, we were not really breaking a family taboo. We were exploring new ways to pleasure ourselves, she knew I loved the feel of nylon against my cock because she had caught me wearing her pantyhose. So it did not take long before I was wearing her pantyhose during our ‘sessions’. One day she had me wear a pair of her nylon panties over sheer to the waist pantyhose whilst she was dressed the same. The feeling of our highly aroused sexual organs rubbing together encased in folds of nylon from the panties, straining against the sheer nylon gussets of the pantyhose was wondrous.

But then as suddenly as our sexual encounters started they came to a screaming halt. It did not take too long for 18 year old Abegail to acquire a new boyfriend, a new jealous boyfriend. Besides the fact that she now hardly had any spare time at all when I visited, she explained to me that if we continued what we were doing she would be cheating on him. Also she said she believed what we doing was very close to incest; she could not continue our sessions any longer but had enjoyed what we had done in the past. She asked me not to be jealous of her boyfriend but to remember fondly our lovely encounters. Abbey gave me two pairs of her pantyhose and a pair of her sheerest panties as a ‘farewell present’.

My passion for nylons and nylon panties continued on through my teens and into my twenties. I still wore pantyhose and whenever possible nylon panties to bed and to masturbate. I liked to wrap a sheer stocking around my cock whenever I wanked. I managed to get myself girlfriends, (always girls that wore pantyhose often), lose my virginity, and on the odd occasion find a girl that would share my nylon fetish. A couple of my girlfriends let me fuck them while they still wore their stockings or pantyhose and one girlfriend I had when I was 25 would let me wear pantyhose as well.

One afternoon my girlfriend Eileen and I were in the bedroom of my flat lying on the bed. I had my hand under her skirt, stroking her pantyhosed thighs. My hand would wonder across her crotch, pushing against her nylon encased mound; she was moaning and pushing against my hand. "That feels so good" she whispered. "I know" I said, "I just love the feel of nylon against me too". She giggled, "go on then – get dressed, I know you want too". I quickly discarded my clothes and slipped on a pair of sheer pantyhose. Eileen was hip to my fetish by now and we had often fucked whilst both wearing hose. Her hand slipped up my nylon legs and lightly caressed my balls. I was in heaven as I maintained my pressure on her silken clad mound. I pushed her back on the bed; she looked magnificent, fully clothed with her red miniskirt hiked up around her waist, sheer taupe pantyhose, white nylon panties, and red high heels. I climbed on her and ground my hard member against her mound. My cock and balls encased in the fabric of my pantyhose was rubbing against her pussy covered in the sheer nylon of her pantyhose and panties. I reached down and with my fingernail I made a small hole in the front of my pantyhose and let my dick poke through. I now had my cock rubbing and pushing into her pussy. I could feel her outer pussy lips against my cock head through the nylon of her hose and panties. I again reached down and this time made a small hole in the gusset of her pantyhose. "Oh Dear! I ruin more nylons this way" she giggled and wrapped her sheer nyloned legs around by back as my penis pushed aside the fabric of her panties and slid into her. I was so excited and was already close to coming. "You really do love nylons don’t you darling" she whispered in my ear as she thrust up against me slowly. "Oh my God yes" I whimpered, on the verge of orgasm. "I have an idea," she said, and to my despair she eased me out of her glistening pussy. "What are you doing" I begged. "I’m so close." Again she giggled and to my surprise she reached over to the bedside table and dipped her hand into the drawer where I kept my pantyhose, stockings, and panties. She drew out a sheer nylon stocking and to my utter amazement and delight, slipped it over my hard penis. She slowly stroked my throbbing member through the nylon of the sheer stocking. "Christ I’m going to come!" I shouted. "Not yet" she whispered into my ear as she slid back under me and positioned my stocking encased member against the entry to her soaking pussy. She then pushed slowly but firmly against me, sliding the nylon covered cock into her cunt. I was in heaven. Her hot wet pussy was gripping my stocking covered cock like a silken glove. At the same time my pantyhosed balls and legs were rubbing against her pantyhosed legs and sheer pantied arse. I couldn’t hold it any longer; I exploded deep inside her. Needless to say I married Eileen.

My Brother, My Sister Part I

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My Brother, My Sister – Part I

By

Michele Nylons

 

I wrote this story originally under the title "Be Careful In the Park" about an older crossdresser who meets a street gang in a park and gets more than she bargained for. There was no incest in the original version. I like this version better as it includes all my peccadillos: incest, crossdressing, nylon fetish, and forced sex. A warning to those who find those subjects not to their taste.

My God! I was going to get raped by the members of a local street gang of which my brother Tom was a member. I could just make him out in the dim light from the moon. He was not aware of who I was, and that’s understandable given the way I was dressed and behaving. I supp

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ose I had better give you the background so that this story makes sense.

I am a 20-year-old crossdresser. I have been dressing as a woman for five years without my family knowing. There is certainly no way I was going to tell my now 16-year-old brother Tom what I did for kicks. He had grown up rough, and unlike me, who enjoyed a serene, some would say sissy lifestyle, Tom couldn’t wait to join a street gang. While I locked myself in my room trying on makeup and sexy women’s clothes, my younger brother was playing football, sneaking beers, and committing petty crimes with his pals.

I had been sneaking out of the house dressed as woman for about 3 months now, and I always headed to the local park where I was guaranteed of picking up some rough trade; usually older men who would take me in the toilets for a quick blowjob or a quick fuck against the cubicle wall.

Tonight I had walked down to the local park and was sitting in my favourite dark corner, looking for punters who occasionally cruised the park looking for action. I was certainly dressed for action; red Lycra miniskirt, blue and black sequined top, sheer black nylon stockings, sheer red nylon panties, garter belt and black ‘fuck me’ high heels. I had put on my trademark ‘slutty make-up’ and my favourite blonde wig. I looked nothing like my male self, and was confident that I would not be recognised by anyone who knew me casually. I was having a chat with an older man I'd met before, the memories of an earlier visit we had made to the toilet block quite turning me on and hoping we were going to get it on.

Then I saw them, a street gang I had never seen around my ‘patch’ before, but I instantly recognised Tom amongst them. There were six of them and they were all young, fit and no doubt full of the beer they'd obviously been drinking that evening. But I hadn't come out looking for trouble that evening, that wasn't my scene at all, even so I knew I only had myself to blame for the fix I was in. I deliberately hung around this park because I knew Tom’s gang never came here and now my luck had run out.

Unfortunately the street gang now entered the park and my ‘older friend’ just turned and ran. The gang swaggered towards me. I knew I had a few options: identify myself to Tom and live in ridicule for the rest of my life, or chill out and hope they passed and left me alone. Possibly stupidly I lit a cigarette to still my nerves as they approached and instead of passing, the gang veered over to my seat, a voice asking,

"Can you spare a couple of cigs?"

These boys all appeared to be in their teens or early twenties and I knew from talking to Tom that they had a reputation for trouble. As I said, obviously they'd had more than a couple of beers apiece but they did not appear to be over the top pissed. Maybe they would take my smokes and move on. As they came closer I prayed they, and particularly Tom, would not recognise me in the dim light.

One was jet black; he looked the oldest, wearing white rugby style shorts and a black T. The youngest looking was also coloured, more a coffee colour, in his case wearing denim shorts and a polo shirt. The others were white but standing more in the shadow so I couldn't make them out so clearly at that time, but I knew one had to be Tom. I handed over a couple of cigarettes saying I couldn't spare any more and was told.

"No problem."

They stood around to light them and the thought had just crossed my mind that I wouldn't mind meeting one or two of them at a time down here if only they weren’t Tom’s friends Then the oldest asked, out of the blue,

"Do you suck cock u dirty Tranny?" I was taken aback, but it was obvious they recognised me for what I was, a crossdresser or transvestite if you like, and without really thinking I replied,

"It has been known."

There must have been some sort of pre-arrangement between them because the leader pushed a younger coloured boy toward me laughing and saying,

"Well let’s see you then. My friend here has been sporting a hard on all night and he says he will even stick it in a slutty looking tranny like you to get relief."

The young man pushed me to gently my knees, I knew resistance would be futile, my face was just level with his denim shorts, the front of which he was massaging slowly. Judging by the bulge in his shorts I hadn't heard a lie, he had been sporting a hard on all night. As he was pushed even closer he asked,

"Are you sure you don't mind honey?" and turned and laughed to his pals.

Normally I wouldn’t mind at all! It was what I'd come down here for, even though I'd not expected an audience. The other males would be no problem if they wanted to watch; it would just turn me on more. In reply I just licked my lipstick lips nervously.

That was all the encouragement he required and pulling down the zip on his shorts, he pulled out a nice looking weapon, already more than half hard. It was a nice size and shape, cut, about six inches long and the girth was in proportion, nicely coloured to match his skin tone.

He used his hand to move his cock tentatively to my red painted lips where his courage failed and I could see it just start to wilt. My instincts took over and I moved my head forward and grasped an inch or so between my lips, using my tongue to wash round the end. He gasped and he immediately became fully hard, his animal desire taking over as he moved forward, plunging the whole six inches down my throat without warning.

I managed to hold tight as he placed his hands on my head and started rocking back and forth. He must have been playing with it, or talking about it, most of the night as I was only just getting used to it when he pulled out, yelling "I'm cumming," and proceeded to jack off rapidly, shooting over my face, the semen running down on to my blouse. That seemed to decide it for the rest as they all moved forward and one of the white boys dropped his shorts to display a fully hard, slightly larger cut cock, which he poked out at my face.

I was hoping now that maybe all they would do was demand a blowjob each and go on their way. In the dark corner of the park maybe I could get away with that and then make some sort of excuse when Tom came to take his turn. As much as I loved sucking cock there was no way I was going to fellate my own brother.

Normally I do love a cut cock and would need no further bidding to wrap my lips around the cock in front of me and work it, but now I was scared. They were drunk, horny, and trouble. This seemed to settle it for them and I became aware the other lads all had their cocks out, rubbing them excitedly. An older coloured boy made his way forward and pointed his groin at my face.

"How about this then? You fucking tranny slut," he asked.

This when I realised I was in serious trouble. I gasped,

"My God! No!"

His cock was huge, it had to be a eight inches long and possibly two inches across.

"I can’t take that," I gasped.

"Well your going to," he growled.

Without further ado the lads pulled me up and hustled me over to the children's roundabout in the play area. That was all the leader said to me directly for some time, giving others instructions as to what they should do to me, how to place me, how to hold me. The roundabout was one of the old style, solid wood planks, well worn, with a small running board and four metal handles crossing over the top. It was located in an area of the park where the streetlights had been broken and whilst it gave them the privacy they wanted to go about their ravaging of me, I dismally hoped it would assist my disguise and help keep my true identity from Tom and his friends.

Under their leader’s instructions they soon had me spread out on my back between two of the roundabout handles, they pulled my panties to one side and exposed my puckered ass, my sheer stockinged legs where spread wide and my high heeled feet where lifted high in the air. The white boy who'd just fucked my face knelt behind me holding my head up and cushioning it somewhat from the bars. Some of the lads had stripped off their pants by now and it was obvious that they weren't going to leave me alone until they had all had their way with me. I tried to look around to see where Tom was, I just hoped he wouldn’t join in,

One of the boys climbed on the roundabout and knelt with his cock pointing at my face. He was quite dark, only about eighteen but already with a hairy manly chest. He just knelt there masturbating for a while and then I felt a pair of hands start to feel my arse, first gently and then with more vigour. One, then two fingers inserting themselves up my passage. I couldn't see who it was but I prayed it wasn’t Tom. As my arse muscles started to spasm as the fingers withdrew and a voice said "Now!" and I heard and felt someone spit on my ass-bud.

"Natural lubricant," a sleazy voice laughed. I recognised the feeling of what entered me next, a medium sized cock was pushed deep inside me, and it wasted no time, but started to attack me straight away. In, out, in, out. He was reaching my prostate without any problem. Even though I was being raped, I was going to cum soon if not very careful. I managed to mumble something along those lines in between loosing my breath each time I gasped he rammed his cock in and out of me. I just hoped it wasn’t Tom, ‘please god don’t let it be my brother fucking me,’ I prayed, even though I was now thoroughly enjoying the fucking I was receiving.

"Oh God, I’m going to come," I uttered, as the intense fucking I was receiving took me over the top.

"That's OK. So am I," laughed the lad kneeling over my face as he sped up the speed of his wrist and with a series of soft yells shot over my painted face and lipstick lips.

All this time the attack on my arse had continued. I heard,

"I'm cumming. God I’m cumming. Here we go!"

I was thankful the voice I heard was not Tom’s, but the attack intensified and with half a dozen sharp thrusts as I felt the cock in my arse shoot inside me. The boy that was raping my arse shuddered a couple of times and pulled out. Lying there catching my breath I was hardly aware as the lads changed places.

Now my head was being clenched more tightly, one lad was standing each side of me holding my now laddered, stocking clad legs back in position and a new weapon was rubbing against my panties that had slid back, and now covered the entrance to my arse. I looked up to see the leader with his huge cock in his hand pointed at my arse, from which his mate’s semen was leaking and staining the crotch of my panties. I started to struggle,

"No, I can't," I said.

"Yes you will, your arse is well and truly lubricated now" he snarled.

I struggled but someone grabbed my high-heeled feet and pulled my legs high over my head exposing my come-soaked panty-clad arse. The lad kneeling at my arse pulled the soaked, slinky fabric to one side and positioned his manhood at the puckered flower. Amazingly, the usual flush of expectation of a good fucking flowed over me and I felt myself relax against my own will. I know what I'd said, but there was no way I could take him. He had to be a ten inches and at least three inches across. A solid black ebony shaft. As his cock demanded access to my hole it seemed to glisten and gleam in the moonlight.

"Right?" was all he said.

"No!" I managed to reply.

It didn't matter. Whatever I said, it didn't matter. He was going to fuck me. He was going to rape me. No one was going to do a thing about it, including my brother who was oblivious to my fate. The other lads that were holding me in position were getting excited now. I could see hands moving, two bodies kneeled beside me, hard cocks were being readied for an assault on my body, but they were all watching the weapon that probed my entrance. He was slow; at least I'll give him that.

He stopped for a moment as soon as he forced it into my entrance, but only to allow me another gasp before starting again on a slow but inexorable voyage of discovery inside me. It never seemed to stop, a little push, stop, pull back, and push again. Each time a greater violation. He punched past my prostate almost without my being aware and still the exploration continued. Deeper than I'd ever been violated before. If I'd not been so excited and scared at the same time, and held so tightly, there wasn't any way I could have withstood the punishment.

I could hear myself letting out little yelps and groans whenever I had the breath, which wasn't very often. Each time I gasped in order to keep breathing, he forced his cock in again before I had time to fill my lungs. It felt as if that monster penis of his was splitting me apart. It wasn't a cock, it was a weapon he was using on me! It stopped. I managed to take a clean breath, open my eyes and look up. The leader was looking down on me his face covered in sweat from his exsertion in my arse.

"I've never had it in a tranny’s arse before. You are one tight bitch!" he laughed.

I was in pain, but such glorious pain. I'd never been so thoroughly possessed before. I knew he was raping me. No way could it be called regular sex. He might damage me but deep inside was a feeling that I wanted more. I just had to have more.

"Get on with it," was all I replied.

With an even bigger grin he pulled back slowly, and that was all my body needed to move on to a higher plane of sexual ecstasy. I must have been a quite a sight, my skirt rucked up, sheer nylons laddered, legs held spread, panties pushed to one side of my open arse that was impaled by a huge black cock.

The two lads who were holding my legs with one hand and their hard cocks with the other decided it was time to get in on the action. One crammed his engorged penis past my lipstick lips and into my mouth, the other was busy stroking his cock and alternately rubbing it on my cheek and in my hair. Someone grabbed hold of my cock and was squeezing it hard each time the unknown assailant rammed his cock in me. ‘Not my brother Tom, please,’ I hoped.

That seemed to be a general signal for the other lads and I felt other hands moving over my body, rubbing cocks on my stocking legs, wanking over my face, and then my hands were grabbed and wrapped around two more throbbing penises. Was everyone going to use me tonight? Which cock belonged to my brother? I was aware of the weapon up my arse as it started to swell and judder, and as it started to shoot I felt the cock in my mouth explode and come filled my throat. I had no choice but to swallow.

The two cocks that I had been forced to wank also ejected their loads, I felt the sticky come saturate my hands. The other lad rubbing his cock on my face shot a stream of come over my eyes, adding to the come already there expelled from the first boy who used me. My mascara was running down my face in a stream of hot semen. The lad who was dry humping my sheer stocking leg groaned at this sight and I felt his cock pulse against my stocking thigh and I then the warm wet feel of come through my laddered nylon encased calf. Finally the young black man that was raping my arse stopped; he withdrew his flaccid penis and looked over his shoulder, smiled an evil smile, and said,

"Here, you can have what’s left of this bitch now." I looked up in horror realised it was my brother Tom he was talking to.

"No, no more please, I can’t take it," I whimpered in attempt to put him off .

What could I do, If I exposed my real identity there was a good chance the gang would beat me up and Tom would know my secret and tell everyone. I decided to meekly accept whatever my brother decided to do to me, and hope he didn’t notice who I was under the smeared makeup and ripped women’s clothes.

My brother Tom took his place and lay on top of me.

He didn’t seem to care that my face was covered in come and that I was leaking sticky white semen from my arse. He leaned down and kissed my smudged lipstick lips. I felt his cock stiffen as he pressed against the nylon panties covering my penis. The lads holding my legs, having achieved their orgasms and having no further use for this ‘tranny slut’, had let go of my legs and were stuffing their sticky cocks back into their shorts as they dressed.

Tom reached down and placed his turgid penis against the bulge of my soft cock encased in my nylon panties, oblivious that his was older brother underneath him. He was humping it against my panty cock, obviously too aroused and too inexperienced to try to enter me, he had decided to come quickly against me. I thanked god that it looked like he was not going to fuck me or make me suck him. I had guessed that Tom was still a virgin, and his inexperience and excitement meant he wanted to quickly release his seed and move on.

I realised he was the last in the long procession of rapists that were using my body for their own pleasure, taking what they wanted by force, even though I would have given it gladly one at a time in if my brother wasn’t there. I decided that I could take no more, I was now fully aroused by my brother’s thrusting penis, even though I had been raped in every orifice, was covered in come, my make-up smeared, my nylons ruined, my clothes ripped. I decided to help Tom achieve his orgasm as quickly as possible before he changed his mind and wanted to fuck me properly or worse still he recognised me in the dim light.

I lifted my legs and wrapped them around my brother’s back as he dry humped me through my panties. I pushed up and met his thrusts as his cock pressed against mine through the sheer nylon of my panties. I lifted my head, covered in come and smeared make-up and pushed my lipstick smudged, recently raped mouth against his. I rammed my tongue down his throat and started to dry fuck him earnestly.

Tom’s inexperience was obvious and my brother started to squeal as his cock spasmed against mine, drenching my panties, soaking through to my now throbbing penis, which erupted in unison. I gripped my brother in my embrace tighter as our cocks continued to jet come against each other. Finally Tom lay still, and then pushed himself off me and joined the circle of rapists standing around me.

They were all laughing and looking down at me. There I was, my skirt hiked up, my penis slowly deflating, covered in semen, my clothes ruined. I was well and truly raped by the gang, which had included my brother. The leader of the street gang, the one who had raped my arse with his enormous cock, spoke.

"Come around here again you fag tranny bitch you’re going to get the same!"

He turned his back to me and started walking away with the rest of his gang slowly following laughing and jeering amongst themselves. Tom, my brother the rapist, who had used me last, suddenly broke away from the gang and ran back to me.

‘What now’, I thought. My younger brother knelt beside me, lifted my head and gave me a soft passionate kiss. He whispered in my ear,

"Thanks most exciting experience of my life Sis," he whispered.

I lay there and couldn’t believe what I had heard. He knew who I was! He called me ‘Sis’!

"Well I guess you are now my older sister now, instead of my older brother; tomorrow you can you can show me what a blow jobs feels like, either that or I can just tell Mom and Dad about your secret. See ya’ later Sis," he laughed.

His lips brushed mine again and he shot up and sprinted after his friends laughing out loud.

 

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

Having Hannah

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Having Hannah.

I had known Hannah for years. I was an old friend of the family, I remember her being a cute little child with the most gorgeous blonde ringlets and blue eyes. I had never taken a whole lot of interest in her though. She was a child and I was a grown up a responsible near college student when I first met the family. I was all of 15 and she was barely a toddler. Needless to say I

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actually ignored her at the time. She was more of an annoyance than anything else as I hung out with her older brother.

If my life were a film it would be pretty boring through most of it so I’ll just fast forward to when things changed. At the age of 21 I moved into a house round the corner from Hannah and her family so I spent more time with the family as they were about the only people that I knew in the area. I still didn’t take a lot of notice of Hannah herself though I grew to detest her half sister who was a complete bitch. When their older brother moved out I continued to go round to see the family and play with their dogs as I wasn’t allowed one of my own. By the time Hannah was 13 I was 28 and a trusted friend of the family, with my own key to let myself in if no one was home. It was around then that I started taking a bit more notice of Hannah, I was out of work again and suffering with depression so I spent a lot of time playing with the dogs because they cheered me up.

As I spent time round the house I saw a lot of Hannah and began to realise that she was quite lonely and very shy though we both had a passion for the dogs which gradually began to get us talking. She was very hard work to talk to. She often stopped conversations dead and never started a conversation. I had to do most of the talking to start with. Slowly she began to open up to me though and we became friends. Shortly after Hannah’s fourteenth birthday her grandmother was taken ill and died quite suddenly. Being the kind of soft hearted guy I am and being her best friend I rushed round to comfort her as soon as I found out. For the first time I enfolded her in a hug as I let her cry without saying anything.

Holding such a perfect young woman in my arms had the same effect on me as it has on most men, I got an erection though I had never thought of Hannah in that way. I knew that she couldn’t fail to notice my problem though it embarrassed me. I was careful to try and hide it though I knew that she stopped breathing for a moment or two before she gave a huge shuddering sigh and snuggled into me more. That night I couldn’t sleep for thinking of that sigh and how good it had felt to hold her, it was the first time that I had ever thought of her in any kind of way other than just my sweet little Hannah, the young woman who was more like a sister to me than a friend.

The more I thought about her tall thin body against mine the harder I got. I tossed and turned in bed both trying to ease my hardon and trying not to think of Hannah. In the end I gave in and jerked myself off as I fantasised about what it would be like to have her in my bed. In the morning of course I was disgusted with myself, after all it wasn’t like anything could come of it, she was still underage and probably wouldn’t be interested in me anyway.

I first began to wonder if I was wrong at the funeral, Hannah had saved me a seat in the family section at the crematorium. My seat somehow ended up being next to hers and although she was careful about not getting caught by anyone else, her hand often brushed mine, especially when we were sharing a hymn book. After the service at the crematorium there was one of those strange tense party things for the family to which I was also invited. I was trying to convince myself that the brief touches and little coy looks out of the corner of her eye had been in my head and all innocent. The excuse for my invite to go back to theirs after the funeral had been that they needed someone to look after the dogs and keep them quiet while everyone was there but Hannah spent very little time with her family, opting instead to spend her time with me and the dogs in the back room.

I was just succeeding in convincing myself that I was wrong about the things that Hannah had been doing when she stood behind me and I could swear I could feel her touching the scar on my arm. I turned quickly and just caught the movement of her hand as she snatched it away from its contact with me. In my head my eyebrows rose and I added another note to the growing mental list of subtleties she was putting out.

Nothing else happened that day and I was beginning to convince myself that I had been wrong again when I was round to dog sit while Jean (Hannah’s mother) was covering an extra shift at work. I came out of the bathroom and walked smack into Hannah, nearly bowling her down the stairs, I hadn’t really expected her to be home from school but it was just because I hadn’t thought about it. As I walked into her and she unbalanced I automatically grabbed hold of her to stop her from falling down the stairs. She grabbed onto me too and although it restored her balance neither of us let go. It took me a moment to realise that my hand was just under her arm, almost touching her breast and she was making no move to get it away. She was flushed and I felt awkward as she looked me in the eye and smiled so sweetly I would swear I could see a halo round her head.

“Thanks.” She said and let go of me. I gently let go of her making sure that she wasn’t going to fall and then she giggled, blushed, and darted into her room.

She was downstairs again soon after this to make herself a cup of tea. The dogs were both snoring in their boxes and there was very little for me to do so I sat and watched the TV while Hannah sat at the dining room table and pretended to do her homework. My eyes were half on her and half on the TV when I realised that from where I was sitting I could see right up her short school dress all the way to the crotch of her purple panties. She must have caught me looking because she suddenly asked if I could help her with her homework. I leant over her and explained the sum to her as she leant her head on my shoulder and without thinking I leant my hand on her opposite shoulder. I stood there as she did the next sum and then I massaged her shoulders a little as she did the third. Satisfied that she had got the idea of how to do the sums I left her to it and returned to the TV deliberately putting myself in such a position that the distracting sight of her panties wasn’t in my line of view.

Ten minutes went by before Hannah suddenly threw down her pencil and announced that she was bored.

“What you don’t finish today you’ll have to do in the morning though.” I told her and she just smiled at me.

“Its ok, I’ll finish it later but I want you to talk to me for a bit.”

“What do you want to talk about then?” I agreed, flicking the TV off with the remote control.

“We haven’t played the question game for a while.” She said after thinking for a moment. The question game was a form of truth or dare that I had played with her from time to time it had never been all that thrilling a game having no real bite to it as it was basically truth or dare without the dare but I was happy to play along, I always found it harder to come up with dares that I could give her than it was to come up with truth questions.

Ok, I’ll start. Let me see…” I pretended to think while I ordered a row of questions in my mind. “If you could go anywhere in the world for one day where would you go?” I asked.

“The sea side.” She replied as quickly as she could. I raised an eyebrow and she laughed. “I just like the sea ok?” She justified her answer.

“Ok. I didn’t say anything.” I smiled holding up my hands as though I were surrendering “Your question.”

“Ummm, where’s your favourite place in your house?”

“My bed.” I told her with a little hesitation. I wasn’t lying to her but I was wondering if it was a wise answer.

“Mmm, mine too, it’s the most comfy place.” I saw the child in her for a moment and I berated myself for thinking there was anything more to the question.

“If you were offered a cigarette would you have a go at it?” I asked knowing what schools were like and trying to ask questions that she wouldn’t think anything of rather than the ones I half wanted to ask.

“Nope.” She answered flatly and went on to her question, “Who was your last girlfriend?”

“Lucy. We broke up just after I got fired… Have you ever had a boyfriend?”

“No. Have you kissed anyone since you were going out with Lucy?” I got the impression that she didn’t want to answer questions so much as work up to something that she wanted to ask so wondering where she was heading with the game I continued to play along.

“No. Well not like that anyway, I’m guessing that kissing my granny goodbye doesn’t really count.” She giggled a girly giggle and shook her head. So I turned the question back on her. “Have you ever thought of kissing someone?” She flushed a little and bit her lip slightly as she nodded once. She gave me no time to wonder though as she blurted out her next question.

“Would you kiss me?” I wasn’t sure if it was a request or a question but I thought it was probably what she had been building up to.

“Would you like me to?”

“No fair, you can’t answer a question with another question.” She complained and sprang across the room to hit me on the arm. As she hit me I grabbed her arm, spun her a little so that she landed in my lap and I kissed her forehead lightly.

“That enough answer for you?” I demanded.

“Nope. I meant a real kiss.” She whispered with a soft look in her eyes. So I kissed her on the lips softly but fully. She put her arm around my neck and wriggled a little to get more comfortable as though she wanted to stay like that forever. I broke the kiss and expected her to get off my lap but instead she snuggled into my shoulder smiling.

“Why did you want me to kiss you?” I asked, rapidly doing complicated math in my head to try and stop my erection which I know she had to feel already.

“Coz.” She replied though it was no answer really. “Do you really like me?”

“You know I do. You’re my boo. Where did that come from?”

“I just wondered. Have you ever had sex?”

“Yes.” I was cautious not sure what was coming next but beginning to realise that the kiss hadn’t been what she was working up to at all but she was still working up to something more. “Why does that matter though?”

“My friend told me that a couple of months ago her and her boyfriend did it for the first time and that she was surprised I hadn’t because she said that after funerals every one does.”

“Well it doesn’t quite work like that.” I told her. “Not every one does have sex after a funeral.”

“But your whatsit got hard so you wanted to.”

“Mmmm, not quite. Sometimes when they have a pretty woman in their arms a bloke can’t help it.”

“Like now?” She demanded and blushed a little realising that I had been trying not to let it be obvious.

“Yea kind of.” I told her.

“At school they said that when a guy puts it in a woman, she’ll have a baby. Is that true? Katie doesn’t seem to be pregnant.” I laughed a little before I explained.

“Its not quite that simple. It has to be at the right time of the month and things like that.”

“So if you put your whatsit in me then I wouldn’t get pregnant?” I was a bit surprised by the wording of her question but I knew that I would have to finish what I had started and more than half of me wanted to see where this was leading.

“No. There are ways to stop you from getting pregnant.”

“And it feels good right? At school they told us it would hurt and that it was wrong but Katie said it was the best thing ever.”

“Errm.” I was somewhat annoyed with the school for not teaching properly so they were scaring the kids but I was also a bit flustered that I was having to explain it all properly whilst having her thin frame curled up on my lap which was definitely distracting. “I believe that the first time can hurt but after that it’s better than anything you have ever felt before. But you don’t need to have sex to feel that.” I tried to edge round the subject knowing that if this went on much longer then I would end up showing her rather than just telling her.

“Katie told me about that too, she said that sometimes instead of having sex her boyfriend just licks her. I don’t really understand that but she said it’s as good as sex.” I smiled at her realising that she didn’t understand what her friend had told her. “I don’t really know what’s so good about someone’s tongue on you, I tried licking my arm and it didn’t feel good at all.”

“She meant that he licks her pussy.” I corrected her knowing that things were getting out of hand. Her hand instinctively covered her crotch for a second as she thought about it.

She was sliding off my knee slowly and I had been waiting for her to get off my lap again but now it got to the point where I had to do something or she’d suddenly end up on the floor. I slid one arm under her legs and hoisted her further onto my lap. The only problem with that was that she was then pinning both my arms down, one under her back and one suspiciously close to her butt. I couldn’t move either arm but could move my fingers which I used to tickle her bare leg a little in a random pattern. She shivered a little but didn’t stop me as my fingers roamed in their random pattern occasionally touching the very edge of her knickers.

“Why are you asking me about all of this anyway?” I asked her, filling up a silence that threatened to settle.

“They said at school that it was something that you do with people that you love. And there’s no one else really that I can ask too many things about. If I ask at school, they’ll make fun of me for being naïve, if I ask my parents they will get all mad with me. Who else can I ask?”

“You’re trying not to ask me something else aren’t you?” I said, knowing where she was heading with all this talk but being mean and making her ask outright. She looked scared for a moment and then blushed and looked away. Before she finally spoke.

“Well Katie says they’re teaching us all wrong at school and that I’m missing out, so I need to learn properly. I thought that you are my best friend so if you knew about it then perhaps you could teach me properly.”

“You know that you’re asking me to break the law don’t you?”

“Why?”

“The law says that you can’t have sex until you are 16. So if I were to help you I could get into a lot of trouble.”

“I want you to teach me though and you’ve broken the law before.”

“Aye I have but not when there was so much at stake. If I help you then you need to promise me a few things.”

“Go on, I’ll promise anything.”

“First of all, you can’t go round telling everyone. If anyone says anything to the authorities then I’ll never get to see you again and I’ll be locked up for a long time.”

“I promise I won’t tell, what else?”

“You have to promise me that you will tell me when you’re having your period so that we can make sure you don’t get pregnant.”

“Ok. Anything else?”

“You have to think carefully about it one more time, if you have even the slightest doubts then you have to tell me because once we start you won’t be bale to take it back.”

“I have thought about it lots. I’m sure it’s what I want.” She smiled and I knew that I was caught like a fish on a hook, I couldn’t back out now. I leaned in and kissed her lips softly again.

“If you’re really sure then I’ll have to help you.” I offered when we broke the kiss not really knowing what else to say. She yipped with joy and hugged me tight around my neck.

“What’s first?” She demanded.

“First you have to understand that different men like different things, I can only teach you what I like.”

“Ok, tell me what you like then.”

“I like things to be slow and romantic, so perhaps I should show you how to kiss first.”

“But I know how to kiss, we already kissed.” I smiled at her and shook my head, I moved in for another kiss and she eagerly met my lips. It took her a moment to realise that although our lips were meeting I was also licking her lips slightly, pushing my tongue out to probe her lips and seek an opening. Her lips parted slightly as she moved to renew the kiss and my tongue darted into her mouth to slide over her teeth. She caught on quickly and opened her mouth to let my tongue in and tentatively she used her own tongue to wrestle with mine. To say that she was a natural kisser would be an understatement. She was amazing, her tongue wrestled with mine in a frenetic dance that thrilled us both. I had kissed girls before but none had taken to French kissing the way Hannah did, I didn’t want to stop kissing her.

The kiss finally ended and I stared into her pale blue eyes completely hooked. I had known that I would do anything for her but I had thought that there might be limits to what I would do. Now I knew that she was like a drug to me and I had to have more. She smiled and gave me an expectant look, clearly asking what the next lesson was but not using words. I think it was then that I decided to use every trick I could possibly think of and take her to the highest height of pleasure I could possibly get her to. I leaned in to kiss her again and she tried to meet my lips but I avoided hers and planted small kisses over her cheek and down to her neck where I nuzzled her, kissing her softly, tracing the contour of her jaw with the very tip of my tongue and very gently nipping her with my teeth. I could feel her rapid little breaths on my own neck as I explored the hollow of her neck. I wriggled my hand out from underneath her legs and traced delicate patterns on her thigh for a while as I unhurriedly explored her throat, neck and face with my lips, from time to time returning to her lips and stealing another taste of her mobile tongue.

I took my time with her and didn’t hurry things, taking no account of time, I knew I had plenty of time, Jean wouldn’t finish her shift till . It seemed to take forever before I started to move my hand up her body, at fist to her arm and then her chin where I traced the line of her throat, barely touching her but with the lightest of feather light touches tracing her neck, her collar bones and the edge of her shirt. It took her a moment or two to realise that although I was still kissing her I had stopped trailing my fingers over her and started to undo the buttons on her shirt, I had the first one undone and was moving onto the second by the time she realised what I was doing and tried to lean back and help.

She found that she couldn’t lean back and maintain our kiss at the same time which frustrated her so she broke the kiss and leaned back, undoing her own buttons as fast as she could so that she could rejoin our kiss. I was amused by her urgency and though I didn’t intend to rush things didn’t stop her. The same instant the last button on her shirt was undone she put her hands behind my head and brought us together for another kiss where she attacked my mouth with her own with a ferocity that I hadn’t expected. My hand roamed freely over her belly and ribs which made her shiver and squirm slightly as it tickled, I avoided her breasts for a while though I traced my fingers up near them often, keeping her guessing as to where they would go next. When I eventually closed my hand over one of the small, bra clad, breasts she sighed and renewed the urgency of her kisses.

Her breast was a little less than a handful and firm, the material of her bra not stopping me from manipulating it but still holding it. I traced the edges of her bra with my fingers and softly massaged her breast as best I could through her bra. She murmured small little moans of approval as I massaged her breast and covered my hand with hers to indicate that I should continue when I stopped. I had other plans though and slid my hand out from under hers and slipped it back under her legs. She thought that I was stopping and made a noise of complaint as she continued to kiss my neck. Instead of stopping though I heaved us both up out of the chair and softly as I could sank us both down to the floor. I sat her down on the carpet and knelt next to her as I allowed my hand to travel up her body from her legs again, this time as I got to her belly though I allowed it to run around her back and join my other hand at her back where I quickly unsnapped her bra clasp. I laid her back and with one arm propping myself up lay on my side next to her.

I took my time gliding my fingers up her torso again and teased her slightly making my caresses aproach her breasts again and then leave the area, gradually getting closer. When I moved my hand up under her now loose bra and closed my hand around the flesh dome of her breast for the first time I thought that I was in heaven. Her skin was so smooth and soft, her nipples erect and hard. I massaged her breast for a moment before tickling her nipples with the edge of a nail, she almost stopped breathing for a moment before she panted for breath as though she’d been running. I couldn’t help myself, as I switched my hand to her other breast I started kissing my way across her collar bone and down. I hooked her bra down with my thumb and kissed between her breasts before trailing up one with my tongue and clamping my lips around her nipple. She moaned aloud for the first time and clasped my head to her breast so hard that it dug my teeth in the insides of my lips and hurt a little though I didn’t mind. I flicked her nipple with my tongue and she began to wriggle, squirming around as her body was assaulted by new sensations. I pushed back against her hands and moved to the other breast, sucking it into my mouth as though I were a hungry baby.

I alternated between her breasts making sure that neither was neglected, enjoying the taste of her young flesh, attending both as thoroughly as I knew how. The next move I knew was going to be a big one and I was half afraid that it would put an end to the fantasy but when I stopped attending her breasts she made a noise of disappointment which encouraged me. I let go of her bra and carefully began to pull the sleeves of her shirt as I returned to her lips for another of the electric kisses that she was so natural at.. She broke the kiss and sat up, I thought that the fantasy was over and that she was bringing everything to a shuddering halt. Instead she feverishly tore off her shirt and bra, throwing them aside and clasping my head to guide me back to her breasts as she lay back again.

I gladly returned to teasing her pencil end sized nipples as my finger tips began to glide over her skin again, tweaking and massaging one breast while my lips teased and sucked on the other. Then gliding lightly over her stomach in random little patterns which weren’t quite so random as they seemed. Gradually my fingers got lower and lower down her belly, past her beautiful belly-button and on untill I was playing around the edge of her grey school skirt.

I intended to tease her and continue to arouse her before I did anything near her love box but she couldn’t wait. She let go of my head with one hand and grabbed my hand, guiding it squarely onto her crotch where she held it and rubbed herself against it with small little thrusts of her hips. I was pleased she knew what she wanted even if she didn’t know how really to go about it yet. I massaged her crotch as she began to thrust against my hand more, the material of her skirt gliding over the material of her panties smoothly. I wanted to arouse her more but I knew I would have to move at her pace rather than the pace I set so I let up on her breasts and pulled away from her, looking at all of her half naked body for the first time.

She didn’t understand why I had stopped, she looked as though she thought she had something wrong but I didn’t let her wonder for long. I pulled my tee-shirt over my head and cast it aside to where her shirt and bra were heaped, then using both my hands I lifted her butt slightly so that I could find the zipper on her skirt, I undid it and whipped the skirt down in one movement leaving her clad only in her panties. The dark patch of damp on the gusset of her panties was already quite large and glistening with her juices. Dumping her skirt on the pile of other clothes I gripped her legs and dragged her into a new position, where I was between her legs but her knees were in the air. I wasted only a little time looking at her before I stretched out again and lay with my head between her legs, in just the right position for my mouth to connect with the source of her damp panties.

She was surprised and delighted when I started to kiss her inner thighs and soon closed my lips on the damp part of her panties, sucking, licking and kissing all I could. She seemed to be having trouble catching her breath, and her hips thrust into my face uncontrollably. She had no idea what I was doing but that it was the best thing she had ever felt. As her thrusts became almost feverish I pulled aside the material of her panties and for the first time saw the brush of soft, light brown hair that surrounded her pussy, I didn’t wait or take much of a look though the sight of her hair matted with her own juice and my saliva is something that I’ll never forget. I dove in and made contact with her pussy lips directly, nothing between us at all as I kissed, caressed and slurped at them, pushing my tongue between them from time to time.

I was going all out to make it the best experience for her as I lapped at her pussy and found her clit. I treated it as I had her nipples, flicking it, sucking it and generally doing my damnedest to arouse her more. I soon got what I was waiting for. She suddenly started telling me to stop and when I asked why she told me that she felt like I was going to make her wet herself. I stopped briefly and used the time to take her panties off then I told her that it didn’t matter and dove back in. She writhed, wriggled and squirmed about making it hard to keep contact with her clit though I did my best until she let out a small scream and came for the first time in her life. She stiffened as she came, every muscle in her body taught and rigid, her back arched and she stopped breathing as pleasure she had never known could exist washed through her senses.

I held her at her high by lapping up everything I could from her pussy and then I let her come down. As she was coming down I moved up next to her again, her muscles went loose again and she collapsed into my arms, melting in body and soul as I kissed her softly. She began to breathe again in short little gasps, sweat beading her brow and top lip. Eventually she responded to my embrace and my kisses, softly kissing me back and holding me close to her.

“That was amazing.” She finally breathed. “I never knew how it would feel. I feel so good, thank you.” I kissed her forehead and smiled.

“That’s just part one.” I whispered back to her and she looked at me with surprise, her gorgeous pale blue eyes wide.

“You mean it gets better?” She squeaked, not sure that she could believe me.

“Yes, much better.” I smiled back “You sure you want to go on? We can always leave it till another time.”

“I want it now.” She demanded which suited me because I would have been very frustrated to have had to leave things there.

My hand glided down her back and around to my belt. She caught on quickly and moved to help me undo my jeans. She giggled a little nervously as she saw her first “adult” dick with hair spiked all over the balls and a large blue vein running its length.

“I’ve never seen one like that before. I saw a boy from my class once but it wasn’t like that. Can I touch it?” I didn’t reply but I took her hand and placed it on my dick, gently curling her fingers around it in my hand and holding her hand around it as I showed her how to move her hand against it. With her hand in mine I rubbed my solid member for a moment. She marvelled at the soft yet hard feel of it.

“Mmmm, that’s great baby.” I said feeling her get the rhythm of it “Its not what I actually wanted to show you though.”

“I saw in one of Danny’s mags a woman with it in her mouth, is that what you want me to do?” She asked.

“What were you doing reading Danny’s mags?” I demanded with mock severity and the hint of a laugh in my voice.

“It was on the floor open at that page, I just saw it.” She said innocently though I didn’t quite believe her.

“No sweetie, I was to show you what it was made for.” I didn’t give her a chance to ask anything else, I took her hand off my dick and rolled her onto her back so I was above her though I was careful not to actually lay on her. Then I carefully placed the tip of my cock on her pussy which was still slick with my spit and her juices. I allowed my hips to put pressure on my dick and watched it nuzzle into her pussy lips, slowly spreading them open.

It took a supreme effort of willpower not to just plunge straight in but I allowed it to go slowly and let her get used to the intruder. I stopped for a long moment when the tip of my dick was just inside her pussy lips, barely in her hole. She seemed to be a little uncomfortable but not in pain and she said it felt good. I allowed her to get used to the feeling of something extra inside her while I asked her if she was sure she wanted what was coming. She nodded and I pushed in further, feeling her tight pussy clamp around me. I pulled back and pushed in again going in millimetres extra each time untill I hit her barrier, I could feel it at the end of my dick and I paused again, pulled almost completely out and then leaned forward and kissed her lips as I dropped the weight of my hips. My dick shot into her like a bolt being run home, It ripped through her hymen and I was in half way before she could say anything.

She bit my lip so hard that she drew blood as I ripped through her hymen and she held her breath as she tried to get used to the pain. Tears ran down her cheeks freely but she didn’t make a sound. It seemed like an age that we lay there like that but eventually she took a deep shuddery breath and looked up at me with sparkly wet eyes.

“I love you.” She whispered “ I can manage now, go on.” It was perhaps a little callous but I didn’t wait to be asked twice or to check that she was sure, I Was glad to move again, pulling almost out of her and pushing back in a slow rhythm. Her muscles slowly relaxed and allowed me to bury my cock in her completely. When I was fully inside her she looked down to where we were joined and laughed to see a lump in her belly which was the end of my dick.

As I moved in and out of her she began to forget the pain and the pleasure began to return to her, stronger this time. As I speeded up she began to moan aloud and then call out for me to go faster and harder. She soon wrapped her legs around me finding it gave me deeper access and she clung to my shoulders with her hands. She bounced around as I smacked into her at full speed. As she made incomprehensible noises that indicated her enjoyment and pleasure she felt the beginnings of something building deep within her she felt as though she might wet herself again and she tried to find the breath to tell me to stop but she couldn’t form the words in her head let alone find the breath to talk, instead she just moaned more. Whatever it was that had been building inside her suddenly burst like a bubble and washed her over with an incredible feeling, even better than when I had made her cum before. She squirmed and writhed in almost apoplectic fits as her muscles spasmed without control. She still clung to me as best she could trying to keep control.

I continued to plough into her as hard as I could though with the strength of her climax I knew I couldn’t hold out long and mine would quickly follow. As her pussy muscles sucked on my member and slid over it, as though they were part of a milking machine and my dick the cows udder, I felt the beginnings of my own climax. I loved every thrust into her tight pussy, it was even tighter as she had her climax and I was half amused to think that maybe my spunk wouldn’t be able to get through my dick because of how tight she felt.

In the midst of her own climax she felt mine as I jerked against her and suddenly stopped, buried as deep inside her as I could possibly get. My climax boiled through my dick and fountained from the end to pulse into her. I collapsed, totally spent. Exhausted and exhilarated as she was, for a little while she continued to squirm around and have paroxysms which slowly faded into little shivering fits. I kissed her forehead and hugged her close to me, basking in the glow as my dick softened inside her.

She clung to me and gave me tiny soft kisses as we lay together, I held her close, just revelling in her proximity to me and the feeling of her skin against mine. I could also feel my depression melting away. We didn’t speak for a long time, it seemed as though words were no longer needed between us. It was me who saw the time though as I moved to make her more comfortable. It was already and Jean would be home any minute. I swore and leapt up, leaving Hannah in a bewildered heap on the floor. It took longer to explain to her that her mother would be home soon than I cared to take but eventually I got the message through to her and hurried her up the stairs.

I flicked the TV on again as the dogs pricked up their ears and I heard Jeans car pull up outside. I calmed my racing nerves and opened the door for her as I would have normally. Jean collapsed in the arm chair that I had been sitting in earlier and I asked her if I could get her a drink. While I was making her coffee Hannah slunk into the kitchen walking like she had just gotten off a horse.

“You better not let your mum catch you walking like that.” I whispered to her.

“I’m bleeding though.” She hissed back concerned.

“That’s normal, you’re a bit sore too?” She nodded and I continued “That’s normal too, sit in a warm bath for ten or twenty minutes, it will help.”

“Ok, you staying?”

“No I better not.” She pouted and I had to smile. “I’ll see you again soon.” I promised.

“I know you will, I want more.” She smiled and kissed me softly before she slipped back up the stairs.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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My head was full of mixed messages as Randy continued to give my cock as much pleasure as it had ever felt. Kathy ran her hands through my hair and asked me, "Do you like his mouth? Isin't he a bad little boy?" I did like his mouth and he was a bad little boy, but what did that make me? Was I bisexual, I guess the rest of the night might tell me that. I continued to suck Kathy's swolen pussy and tried to put the conversation out of my head. As my tongue pressed into her soft meat, I could feel the wet trickle of her juices begin to flow. Her muscles were contracting and her moans turned into squeaks and squeals. She was going to cum on my face and I could feel it was going to be hard. Her thighs gripped my head so tightly that I could not hear what I was being asked by Randy so I
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nodded and did my best to say yes. When she shifted her body so I had full access to her puffy clitty, she noticed my nodding and told Randy to go ahead. My breath came back to me as her body moved and her pussy lifted from my mouth. I concentrated my tongue on her clit and felt her hands grip mine with such passion. Our fingers were locked together as her pussy spasmed under the pressure of my tongue on her clit. I parted my lips and began to suck her to orgasm when I felt my leg being lifted straight up into the air. The timing was perfect for Randy as I wasn't about to move or object. I was bringing his wife off with my tonge which was a total turn on to me and I wasn't about to move yet. His head nuzzled my groin as his strong hands gripped my calf and pushed harder towards the sky. I felt his firm lips kiss my thigh which was a new experience for me. I had been given head before, but never by someone that liked doing it so much. He kissed back and forth from the inside of my muscular thigh to my puffy sack, lingering soft licks on my flesh. I felt his tongue caress the base of my sack and slowly slide lower. I think I tensed up because I heard him say, "Relax, you are fine." I lapped up the remainder of her pussy juices as Kathy slowly slid off of my face. As she moved beside me to gain access to the both of us, I could see Randy's head in my groin for the first time, and I didn't freak out. In fact it felt quite natural. Kathy leaned in and kissed me deeply, tasting her juices and caressing my nipples. She kissed my neck and kissed down my body. I felt her wet mouth on my nipples as her hands explored my hot flesh. Randy explored further until his tongue found my virgin ass hole. When Kathy pulled Randy's head up to kiss him, I felt a twinge of dissapointment. His tongue felt so good reaming my ass. They kissed and stroked my hard cock in rhythm. When the kiss broke, their heads both returned to my body. Randy now pushed both of my legs apart and began to probe my body with his tongue. Kathy took the head of my cock into her mouth and began to suck with a purpose. Their instincts were correct, I wanted to cum. They proceeded to work my body and I was in heaven. The attention, wetness and passion drove me over the top and I came hard into the back of Kathy's throat. Randy had a difficult time removing his tongue from my now open ass hole but with some urging from Kathy, he came up for air. They kissed over my now spent member and commented on how sweet I tasted. After some giggles and some fresh drinks, it appeard we were on for more. Kathy on her knees, pulled me behind her and pulled Randy to her mouth. God they loved to kiss. She caressed my ass while I kissed the back of her neck and around her ears. Randy's tongue was deep in her mouth as her hand brough his hard on to full strength. She broke their kiss and told him, "Your turn my love." Kathy guided me to her side as she lay on her back near the edge of the bed. Telling Randy how she wanted him deep, she slid her ass to the edge and put her feet on each side of her now spread body. She took me by the arm and led me to her hard nipples as Randy pushed her slippery pussy apart with the head of his cock. He slowly slid inside her and she purred like a kitten. Pulling my head against her breast, I could feel her hips attempt to meet him thrust for thrust. She began talking to us and directing our moves. "Bite my nipple.....bit it hard. Fuck me Randy.... harder, Yes YES! Rub my clitty Mitch. Yes there....." Randy was fucking her but I was bring her to orgasm again. I was kissing her neck, sucking her tits and biting her nipples, rubbing her clit. She was sweatting and writhing and loving it. "Suck his nipples Mitch, I want to see. Slow down Randy he is into it." Randy slowed his thrusts and buried his cock deep into her as my mouth touched a man's nipple for the first time. It felt like tasting a small breasted woman. Randy didn't have a hairy chest like I do and I was surprised how much like a woman's body his felt. I began to squeeze his body and pull him by his back to my mouth. "Yeah baby, work him down", was the comment from Kathy. My mouth began to work down his musclar body with kisses towards his stomach. I could see out of the corner of my eye, his cock pumping in and out of a very wet pussy. What a turn on, then thoughs came back to my head.... Did I like the sight of his cock or her pussy or both. With my mouth inches from his cock, how far would I take this and on and on the thought ran. Following my instincts, I planted my mouth on her clit again. Randy's cock was again pounding full in and fulll out of her as his six pack stomach brushed my face with each stroke. They both were moaning gutteral sounds and the three of us were moving like a finely tuned flesh machine. I ventured towards her pussy lips and 'accidentally' found the soft skin of Randy's shaft. I placed my tongue exactly at the spot where Randy's cock met her pussy. Randy noticed and held my head in the spot. He continued to fuck her while I began to tongue them both. Kathy's hand found my cock and began to stroke me. Randy pulled fully out and pushed right back in to her, brushing the head of his cock against my tongue. He pulled out and in and with each stroke my tongue found his purple head. I was in forbidden territory and loving every second of it. With a bold choice, I blocked the enterance of her pussy with my mouth and took his cock into it. I sucked him for a second or two and moved so he could fuck her to orgasm. I had crossed the line. I had sucked a dick and didn't find it repulsive. What would I become? Only time would tell . We continued to pleasure each other for a couple more hours and then fell asleep. I woke in a sticky daze and tried to gather my thoughts. I was torn, feeling dirty but satisfied. I kissed Randy on the forhead, and Kathy on the lips. I was proud that I was still mostly straight. I grabed my clothes and got the hell out of there. The drive home was around sunrise and I knew the new day would bring a new me. I mused on the question if I would like the new me. And I hoped the next few days would show me that I still had my new friends.

Making Christina

AcousticDavid on Incest Stories

The key turned as Christina fumbled with the lock.  The alcohol in her young system pulsed throughout her body making fine movements difficult.  She had skipped the last two periods of the day to leave and celebrate her 16th birthday with her friends.  The afternoon sun beat down hard on her neck and back as she entered her house.  The door slammed behind her, beads of sweat soon chilled in the air conditioned air of the living room.  She carefully walked to the couch, trying not to stumble.  She plopped down on a middle cushion and closed her eyes.  Her father wouldnt be home for another couple of hours, more than enough time to sober up.  The room seemed to spin as she sat motionless.  A faint sound of movement eminated from the hallway, but Christina was ju

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st too tipsy to care. 

 "Wow, youre home early", David, her father said, startling Christina.  How could she pull off being so drunk in front of her own father.  If she could play it off, wonderful, but if she couldnt, she had to come up with an excuse soon. 

 "Hey Daddy", She said, "This is when I always get home".  He stood behind the couch watching her, knowing good and well what was running through her mind.  The school had called him at work to notify him of his daughters absence from the better half of a day from school.

 "What did you do today?" He asked, hoping for the truth, but knowing that it wouldnt come. 

 "Nothing really, just boring schoolwork"

 "Really, you didnt do anything interesting today?"

 "Besides me turning 16... no, not really"

 Annoyed with her insolence, He finally broke.  "The school called me today at work.  You have any idea what they told me?"

 "Umm... no daddy, not really, what?", She asked, scared of what was to come. 

 Angry, He spoke harshly, "You know damned well what they told me. Now you want to give me a fucking good reason why you skipped half a fucking day of school?"

 "Umm... uhh.. I dont know daddy"

 "Thats a wrong fucking answer Christina.  Look at you, sitting there like a perfect little angel.  And you have some nerve to come home drunk as hell after skipping school, I can smell the liquor on your breath from here."

 She knew that she had been caught.  She sat up and bent forward, her elbows on her knees, trying to hang her head in shame. "But.. but... its my birthday daddy"

 "Thats no fucking reason to skip school and get plastered with your little friends.  Youre only fucking 16, you have 5 more goddamned years until you can drink.  Do you have any idea what would have happened if someone else saw you like this, someone who didnt give a damn about you?? Huh?? Stand up and face me when Im talking to you dammit"
 
 She stood up slowly, shaking from the booze messing with her young mind.  "Yes Sir?"  She folded her hands in front of her and stood as straight as she could.  He walked closer to her, within arms reach.  Fearing his anger, she flinched, wary of a slap to the face. 

 "What.. you think im going to fucking hit you?.. Im not a child abuser"  He said as he stood firm in front of his young trembling daughter.  Sit your ass down now, we need to have a little 'chat'". 

 She sat down on the couch, and he sat on the coffee table edge in front of her.  He grasped the sides of her head, forcing her to look into his eyes.  "Youre so fucking lucky your mom isnt here.  She would ship your ass off to a private school in a heartbeat.  Im not that mean however" He stated while glaring at her.  She sighed with relief.  "But theres no fucking way that youre going to get away with this without some punishment.  Now go to your fucking room, Ill be in there in a minute to deal with you."

 She stumbled to her room, holding onto the walls for support.  He waited for her to get to her room, the opening and closing of the door signaled that he was in the clear.  He walked to the front door, locked it.  Walked to the windows, and closed the blinds.  Little did Christina know, but her father had a lot more in store for her than just a simple grounding. 

 Her father and her mother had been divorced since she was a kid.  Her father had no marraiges since, not even a girlfriend.  He had been waiting for this day for years.  The phones had been disconnected before Christina got home from school, the school was notified that Christina was to be moved to a different school.  With no phone, and no outside contact, noone was going to be able to know of her whereabouts.  He grasped a black bag from the corner of the room, and walked to Christina's room, ready to dish out the punishment necessary. 

 Christina lay on her queensized bed, her eyes closed, spread out.  "Sit the hell up" He barked at her.  She sat up to face him, a serious look in his eyes seemed to burn holes in her.  "Theres no way youre getting off with this.  Ive put up with your meaningless bullshit for years, and quite frankly, Im fucking tired of it.  There is NO way that you will ever do anything like that again."  She shook from sheer fright from his words, the liquor fogging her mind, she thought a simple spanking was in store for her. 

 "Take your clothes off, Im going to do something that I should have done a long time ago".

 She seemed to pause, her father commanding her to strip off her clothes seemed strange. 

 "Do it NOW dammit, dont make me ask you again"

 She did as she was told, slowly removing her tshirt.  Her white cotton bra masked her young breasts.  She slid off her shoes and socks, then her skirt.  The only thing keeping her concealed was  a few square inches of cloth. 

 "ALL OF IT"

 Christina fumbled with her bra clasp, removing her bra and covering up her breasts with one hand.  Her breasts covered, she slid off her white panties with the other, holding her legs tightly togther and covering her crotch with the other hand.  She sat on the edge of the bed, trembling out of fear, naked, her father before her holding a black bag. 

 "Now lets get something perfectly clear Christina, You will do as i say when I say, and do not question me, or you will regret it.  Understand?"

 She shook her head yes.

 "Turn around" He commanded.

 She stood up and turned around, her arms dropping to her sides, for her tender parts were now out of his view.  He watched as her curves lightened in the sunlight.  He reached into the strange bag, and pulled out a piece of metal which Christina could clearly hear clanging together. 

 The rachet sound of a handcuff eminated as her left hand was cuffed.  They were padded leather cuffs, but the sound, and knowing what they were, scared Christina to death.  She started to turn around, before her father grasped her shoulders and held her still.  The other hand was cuffed, and he turned her around to face him. 

 "What are you doing daddy??" she whimpered, tears of fright forming in her eyes.

 "Im going to teach you some respect". He said, his eyes staring at hers, not at her tender young body, unexposed and shaking. 

 "You have no concept of respect Christina," Her father said to her sharply, "none whatsoever.  After Im done with you, you will truly know how to show someone of authority the dignity they deserve."  Pushing her on the bed, her hands captive under her rump.  He stood before her, "This is all for the best Christina, It needs to be done.  Im only doing this because I love you, and you will soon understand what i mean by that."

 He bent down to her, kissing her cheek softly, the first non-agressive sign he had given her all day.  Her state still scared the hell out of her, She feared her predicament, she feared her punishment, but most of all, she feared what her father was going to do to her."

 "Stand up" Her father commanded as he watched his teenage daughet struggle to stand without the aid of her hands.  He grabbed her waist and pulled her.  Handing her the black bag behind her back, which she grasp with both hands, he motioned her to follow. 

 "Take a good look at your room Christina, this is the last time youll see it in a long time".

 She looked around at her room, her bed, her dresser, her freshly removed clothes wadded up on the floor. She turned to her father and followed him.  He led her, turning around periodically to make sure she was obeying, through the hallway, and up the stairs.  She knew where he was taking her, a place where she hadnt been since her mother lived with them.  He was taking her to his room. 

 His room was significantly larger than hers, sporting a king sized bed with large, almost gothic, pillars on its corners.  Except for the bed and a dresser, His room was devoid of all furniture.  The carpet was cept imaculately clean, the bed was made, and nothing was out of order.  He motioned for her to move to the bed.  The sun now turned her beads of sweat into tiny prisms, giving her an almost angelic glow.  She stood at the end of his bed, looking around.  He stood behind her. 

 "Notice anything?" He asked

 "No daddy", her voice quivering.

 He stepped beside her, pointing at one of the posts by the headboard.  There was a chain, something almost fit for a dog, attached securely with a padlock to the sturdy wooden pillar.  The stainless steel chain lay curled up on the head of the bed, tipped off with a leather collar, also padlocked to it. 

 He removed her handcuffs, and instinctively she rubbed her wrists.  "Lay on your back on the bed" He said to her in a calm, almost soothing voice.  She did as commanded, laying on her back in the middle of his huge bed.  He knelt on the bed before her, and slowly spread her legs a bit.  The bright firey pubic hair which seemed to bush out from her crotch caught his eye.  He had thought for sure that every girl her age had shaved, but his own daughter proved him wrong.  He rubbed her soft pubes with one hand before bracing himself over her.  She had feared this, she had feared being taken by her father, being ravaged.  He bent down to her soft cheek, and whispered softly into her ear.  "I am going to make you mine Christina."  He moved to the side of her, unlocked the collar from the chain, and gave it to Christina. 

 "Put this on Christina."

 "Please dont do this daddy... please", tears now streaming from her cheeks onto her fathers bed

 "What did I say about not doing as youre told Christina?  That was your one and only excused disobedience that I will allow, all further will be strictly punished."

 She slowly attached the collar around her neck.  The thich leather fit her perfectly.  Holding it closed, her father attached the padlock to the clasp. 

 "You are now mine Christina, you are now my little girl.  I hold your very life in my hands, and I will teach you how to be a true woman."

 She lay there, on his bed, motionless, the severity of her situation sobering her up.  A thousand rampant thoughts ran though her head.  What lay in store for her? What was her father going to do to her?

 He sat up before her, grabbing the mystious black bag.  He motined for her to sit up as well.  They both sat indian style on the edge of the bed, facing each other.  The contents were dumped out onto the bed, and the mere sight of the objects made Christina bawl with fright. 

 Dildos, Butt plugs, Anal Beads, various gags, rope, duct tape, a small package of needles, clothes pins.  These were merely the top of the pile.  She turned her head, crying harder than ever.  She had no intention of looking upon the devices which she feared her father was to use on her. 

 "Happy Birthday Baby"

 Only sobs came from Christinas lips.

 "I said happy birthday Baby"

 she sniffled... turning to her father, "What did I do wrong?"

 "See Baby, this is what Im talking about, you show no respect".  He grabbed a rubber ball gag from the pile and held it before her to look at.  Holding each end, he slowly and carefully moved the gag closer to her mouth.  She moved back. 

 "tsk tsk tsk Baby... I thought you had more respect in you than that.  Now I have to force you".  He grasped her tiny body, pushing her against the matress.  Holding her down, he forced the ball into her mouth, and closed the clasp around the back of her bright red hair.  She began to drool almost instantaneously from the corners of her mouth.  He wiped them off with a rag, and sat her back up. 

 "See Baby, If youre good, then youll be treated good.  If you act bad, then... i think you know what happens then."  He pulled her head closer slowly and tenderly kissed her forehead.  She didnt move a muscle, her legs and arms limp at her sides. 

 "Do you want that gag off Baby?" He asked sincerely

 She nodded yes

 "You going to be a good baby for daddy?"

 She nodded Yes

 He nodded, and she removed the gag herself. 

 "Lets get one thing straight Christina.  I love you more than anything.  And Im only doing this for your own good. "

 She tried to resist, but knew what her father wanted to hear.  "I love you too Daddy"

 "Good baby, good... " He kissed her cheek again.  "Now Im going to ask you some questions and I want you to answer them honestly"

 "Ok daddy".. her tears and sobbing were almost gone

 "Have you ever been with a boy before baby?"

 Embarassed, she lowered her head and shook no.

 "Baby, look at me when you answer"

 "Yes Daddy" She answered, raising her head up, and pushing her red locks out of her face.

 "Have you ever masturbated before?"

 "Yes Daddy, I have"

 "Good, now one more important question: Have you ever had an orgasm?"

 she studdered.. "Uh... i really dont know daddy.. uhh.. maybe... i dont know"

 "Very well", her father answered, giving her a loving smile, which seemed to brighten up her expression. 

 "Dont Worry baby, Im not going to hurt you.  I will only punish you if you deserve it"

 "Ok Daddy"

 He stretched out his hand for hers, and stood up, pulling her up to her feet.  "We need to get you cleaned up Baby"

 "Ok Daddy"

 "Go into my bathroom, Ill be in there in a minute"

 She slowly walked to the bathroom.  She gently tugged at her collar.

 "Its not going to come off Baby, so dont even try"

 She turned the corner into the bathroom and sat silently on the toilet, pondering her future. 
 Her father walked in minutes later, Christina looked up at him.  "I just want to make sure that youre perfectly clean for me Baby"

 "Im clean Daddy, I promise"

 "You may be clean enough for you Baby, but youre not clean enough for me.  Now I want you to get on all fours in the bathtub facing away from me. She did as she was told, moving the shower curtain aside, she noticed a tube securely attached to the bathroom faucet.  He knelt beside her, rubbed her back with one hand as he placed the end of the tube in the drain with the other.  The sound of running water filled the bathroom as he turned the bathtub on.  Turned all the way to the left, the hottest temperature, he left the hose, and began to rub his daughters back with both hands, kneeding and massaging her tender back.  She remained firm, looking over at him through her red hair, a slight smile graced her face, to which her father smiled back. 

 "This may hurt a little bit baby, but its for the best.  Stay right here, Ill be right back"  He walked out of the bathroom, returning quickly carrying a small butt plug and a bottle of lubrication.  He grabbed her hands, and guided her chest on the side of the tub, resting there, leaving her hands free.  She held out one hand, which he grabbed.  Holding hands, Her father could tell that she was on the right path.  He held the bottle of lube over her rear, squirting a small ammount into the crack.  His free hand massaged the silky smooth substance over her asshole. 

 This was her first feeling of being intimately touched by a man.  At the time, she would have picked no other.  Her father pushed against her tiny hole with his index finger, rubbing the lube inside and out.  He pushed in slowly, letting her tiny hole loosen around the finger.  Satisfied, he pulled out.  Steam now filled the air.  He lowered the temperature of the water, and set it to around half intensity flow.  With his free hand, her father slowly guided the hose up to her anus.  The hot water made Christina squirm as it splashed all over her legs and rump.  Slowly he pushed the tube into her rectum, holding it there while the warm water filled his young daughters bowels.  Christina's grasp on her fathers hand tightened as she wimpered, but her father only smiled and nodded with approval.  She smiled back through the frequent grimaces she made.  He turned the temperature up, and watched his daughter squirm as the scalding hot water filled her tender untouched insides.  "I love you Baby" he whispered', to which she almost instantly replied, "I love you too Daddy". 

 "I know it hurts baby, but you have to be cleaned out Baby". 


 "I feel like im going to explode Daddy"

 "I know baby, just a few more moments".  He turned the water off, the hose remaining inside her tender anus, now hot from its contents.  "I want you to hold all of inside Baby, Dont let any out".

 "I dont know If i can daddy" her body was in tremendous pain, her bowels filled with scalding hot water, she feared losing her enema, she feared dissappointing her father for what me might do to her in return.  "I wont lose any Daddy". 

 "Good Baby, Good" he removed the tube, only a small drop drizzled from her asshole.  "Hold it baby".  He sat up, holding the small black rubber plug.  Covering it in a generous ammount of the slick lube, he presented it to her.  "This is going to help you hold it in"

 Tears of pure pain gathered in her eyes... "Thank you Daddy..." she paused, and lowered her head.  She raised it back up and faced him, "Thank you so much". 

 He grasp her hand again, holding the plug in the other "Im going to push it in quick Baby, but its small, so it shouldnt hurt too much, so brace yourself"  He pressed the tip against her anus.  "Breathe deep baby, on the count of three, count with me"

 "1"..."1"

 "2"..."2"

 "3"... and he thrust the rubber plug into her, she let out a gasp as it slid into position.

 "See Baby, that wasnt so bad, now was it?"

 "No Daddy, It wasnt"

 He stood and grabbed a towel, kneeling back down again to pat dry his daughters warm rear and legs.  "Stand up now Baby"

 She tried to stand, but the pain in her bowels prevented the full range of motion.  She held out her hand, hoping that her father would help her to her feet. 

 "No baby, you need to do this on your own"

 "OK Daddy" and she sat up slowly, her water impregnation sloshing around in her like waves.  She braced herself against the side of the tub, and pushed herself up.  She stood in the tub, then slowly stepped out onto the rug, facing her father.  She smiled at him. 

 "Good Baby, Very Good."  If you keep the good behavior up, I just might have to reward you. 

 His hand reached over, her hand did the same, and he led her back into his room. 

 He lay on his bed, she lay down next to him.  She had either forgotten about her nudity, or was now comfortable with her body, her father hoped for the latter.  He turned on his side to face her, and without a word, she did the same.  Christina's belly bulged, and her fahter rubbed it with one hand softly, feeling the warmth from within.  "Did you like that Baby?"

 "I have to be honest daddy..." she paused, and slowly cracked a smile..." I loved it"

 "Wonderful Baby, Youre not too full are you?"

 "Not at all Daddy" she said, knowing that her body was in fact full to the point of explosion, but she spoke the words that her father would want to hear.  "I could take more Daddy"

 "Really Baby?".. his eyes widened, pleased with how his daughter was taking so quickly to her new role, "well lets go fill you up some more"

 Christina's heart sank, she had hoped that her father would not, but watched as he stood up and raised his hand for hers, ready to guide her back into the bathroom.  She went for his hand, and he cracked a smile.  "Thats ok Baby, youve done more than enough for right now"

 christina grinned, "thank you Daddy".  She lay on her back, her stomach sticking up into the air.  Her father walked around beside her, and began softly kneeding her belly with his hands.  The increased pressure was almost too much for the young girl to handle.  Soft whimpers escaped her lips as he pushed against her swolen stomach.  She forced a smile, and stared into her fathers eyes.  "I love you Daddy"

 "I love you too baby" and he bent down, moving his face directly on top of hers, staring at her eyes, he kissed her on the lips, something she hadnt experienced for over a decade.  The feeling of love overwhelmed her and the pain from her stomach vanished.  Nirvana engulfed her for the fleeting moment that their lips touched.  He moved back, she moved in unison, keeping contact between both of them, sitting up as he moved. 

 "Comeon now baby, lets let this water out"

 She remained firm, pulling her father closer, kissing him again, not caring about the searing pain.  "It can wait a little longer Daddy" 

 "comeon baby, we dont want to cause any permanent harm, lets go"

 Her heart sank as she followed her father into the bathroom.  As motined by her father, she sat on the toilet.  He guided her back on the toilet seat.  Her small frame left a large gap between her crotch and the front of the seat.  "Take the plug out Baby" 

 She reached down slowly, watching her fathers eyes as she did so, reaching down and back to the rubber plug that held the warm liquid that she now loved so dear inside her.  She breathed deeply, and pulled it out, squeezing her anus as she did so.  The faint sound of a couple of drops splashed thorughout the toilet, as she presented the wet plug to her father, it was very warm to the touch.  Her father grabbed it, wiped it off with a rag, and then set it down, before sitting down on the edge of the bathtub to watch his daughter expel her first enema. 

 "I didnt lose any Daddy" she squeeled with delight at her own accomplishment. 

 "I know baby, thats very good, thats very good".

 "I could hold this forever Daddy, it feels glorious."

 "I know baby, but its time to let it out"  her now constant smile lessened as she did as she was commanded.  She contracted her stomach muscles, and the warm water began to trickle out of her puckered hole. 

 "Push out as hard as you can baby, lets see how fast you can go, itll be like a game"

 "Oh good, i love games", she said as she pressed with all of her might as the clean toilet water splashed about.

 "But theres one thing Baby, you cant pee"

 "ok Daddy" she gasp as she stopped the small trickle of golden urine.

 The splashing seemed to last for an eternity, both of their eyes fixated upon the others.  Her father reached and rubbed the flat stomach of his daughter.  "Almost done Baby?" he asked

 "Yes Daddy, almost".  The last of the water shot from her anus, and she sat there. 

 "Comeon now baby" her father said as he unrolled a bit of toilet paper and wiped her tender wet ass. 

 They both stood up, immediately, her fathers eyes snapped to the toilet.  It had been previously flushed prior to her enema expulsion, and the water was still as crystal clear as it had been before.  "Wow" he said, truly impressed, "you were cleaned out". 

 "I told you daddy" she said jokingly as she grasp his hand again.  They walked back together into his room, laying down. 

 "Youve done very good Baby, i am truly impressed"

 "Thank you Daddy, that means a lot to hear"

 He pulled her close and embraced her body.  Christina's arms wrapped around her father, her mind soared to the highest place she had ever experienced.  She had reached that fleeting feeling once more.  She began to tear up once more.  "I love you Daddy, I love you more than anything else in the entire world, I wish i would haev told you that more often Daddy, and Im so sorry that I didnt". 

 He looked down at her, her small body wrapped around his, she looked up at him, teary eyed.  "You are my BabY girl, Never forget that. You are the only person I love in this world."  and as if almost by fate, Her father said the six words that Christina's heart was screaming.  "We were meant to be together".

 christina sat on the edge of the bed, her legs slightly spread, sitting as she normally would  if she happened to be wearing jeans.  David sat beside her, looking at his young daughter.  "It amazes me that I had some part in bringing the most beautiful creature in the world into creation.  It just boggles my mind how something so beautiful came out of me."

 "I think youre beautiful too Daddy", Christina said, her eyes full of honesty and sincerity.  "Ive always thought that we should be together too, I just didnt know how to say it to you". 

 "Can i ask you a question Baby, and please be honest with me, because Im going to be honest with you?"

 "Yes Daddy, absolutely, whats on your mind?"

 "When you masturbate, assuming that you do it a lot, what do you think about?"

 "Theres only one thing that I ever think about Daddy"... her cheeks red with embarassment..."I think of you"

 "Really Baby?"

 "Yes daddy, and in case you were wondering, I masturbate a lot"

 A sly grin came across Davids face "Really baby, tell me, how much do you masturbate?"

 Christina's cheeks reddned even more, and she looked down, "3 or 4 times a day Daddy"

 Shocked, David let out a chuckle, "You have no reason to be embarassed baby, I probably do it 5 times a day easy"  Davids arm wrapped around Christina, and he pulled her tight.

 "Well Daddy, Can I ask you a question?"

 "Go for it Baby"

 Her cheeks remained bright red, she know the answer she was about to hear, but after years of anticipation, she thought the moment would never come, "What do you think about when you masturbate Daddy?"

 "Theres only one thing I think about Baby, You and You alone".

 She looked up with tears of pure joy in her eyes,  "I love you daddy", and burried her face in Davids chest. 

 "can I ask you one more question Baby?"

 Davids chest muffled her answer of yes

 "Have you ever broken your hymen?"

 Christina pulled out and looked up, "No daddy, I would never do that" and she hesitated

 "Any reason Baby?"

 "I was saving it for you"

 "awwww  I love you Baby"

 The sun was setting in the sky, the miniblinds cast horizontal shadows against the bedroom wall.  "Looks like its time for bed", David said.

 "No Daddy", christina whimpered, "i want to savor this moment forever"

 "Dont worry baby, 'this' will never end", and he stood up, lending his hand for his daughter to pull herself up with.  He glanced down where his daughter had been sitting, there was a small wet spot.  "Hey baby, look at that", he pointed. 

 Christinas cheeks reddned once again looking at the wetspot that her pussy, and thoughts of her father, had made.  "Im sorry Daddy"

 "Dont be baby, Thats no problem" he grinned, and knelt down before the bed, bending down towards the wet spot.  "You smell glorious Baby".  Davids tongue then traced a line across the wet spot.  "And you taste twice as good". 

 Christina was now overcome with embarassment.  Her father was doing everything and saying everything right.  It was like her dreams had finally come true. 

 "Now baby, bear with me, for this may seem a little harsh, and I know it is seeing as how good youve been so far, but this is just going to last as long as it has to."  He led her over to his closet, a large walk-in closet.  He opened it, showing the interior.  A pillow, two bowls, and a chain mounted securely with metal mountings were all that was inside.  He kissed her forehead softly, then motioned for her to enter.

 "But daddy..."... her smile faded

 "Like I said Baby, this will just last as long as it has to" He held her hands and guided her down onto the pillow.  She sat on it and waited patiently for her fathers next move.  He bent down and attached the chain to her collar with a padlock, the key to which he kept on a chain around his neck.  He stood up, looking at his daughter, the most beautiful human being ever to be born, chained up like a dog in his closet, sitting on nothing but a pillow. 

 "What are these bowls for DAddy?" she asked

 "One is for number 1 and number 2" he said jokingly, "and the second one is for later, dont worry about that one yet"

 "Ok Daddy"

 "One more thing Baby, and this is very important, and must be followed"

 "WHat is it daddy?"
 
 "You may not masturbate at all Baby, you may not touch yourself at all"

 ...she signed, for she knew what she had intended to do for countless hours into the night, "Yes Daddy, I promise"

 "Good Girl" he bent down and kissed her on the forehead once more, "I love you Baby"

 "I love you too daddy"

 And with that David closed the closet door, securing it with a latch on the outside.  He laid down and quickly fell asleep with dreams of his young nubile daughter running through his head.  His daughter sat for hours dreaming about what was to come, if her daddy would in fact, take her virginity, and when she would reach that truly 'special place' again.  She fell asleep sitting indian style with her back against the wall.

Truth and Consequences

RogueLover on Forced Stories

I never thought of my self as a ladies man, I have been with many women in my life but none have filled the empty ness with in me.

 

I am 5’11 stocky build at just shy of 200 lbs. I have an attitude that setting goals, making plans and be aggressive in my desire will award me my prize. My cock is not a poster child for vaginal destruction more the right size to get the job done and enjoy the ride or the stroke depending on the mood.

 

The first time I experienced the true pleasure of losing my self wi

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th a women I was 9 and she was my 17 year old cousin who was my baby sitter when my parents where out. I won’t get in to the details because that is another story and I want to stay the course. I will say it was her first time and I forced the issue.

 

Mom worked at a large bakery and Dad well he was uneducated, and unskilled he would do any thing to make money and that would put him on the rode and long stay away from us. We only received letters with some money in it and a visit as he passed through.

 

As I was in puberty and in High School, I could care less about what was happening on the home front only getting laid and a toke. I was working as a roofer and after doing this for the past three years during the summer and holidays and on weekends I would do odd jobs around the area and stayed focused on getting out of the shit whole area I was in.

 

Mom was always impressed of my work ethic and feed me complements on how her baby was a man. She keeps a clean house and talked to the occasional neighbor around us but she was so shy, and only complained how others at her work got promoted and she just stayed the same and it was always to me. I got tired of listening to her rederick so I would eat and slip off to my room for my toke and stroke.

 

On my pay days, which I was making more then Dad us sending, I would slip a occasional $50 or $100 in to her purse. She would always say you did not have to do it but thanks and I would hear her go to her room and cry about it.  

 

Mom is an average looking women in her late thirties, a little more on the buns from eating her wares at the bakery and I was seventeen and coming of age. It was a three day weekend from school and Snow was piled high out side so I spent the first part of the day shoveling snow so mom could get out. Once done I entered the house and all shit hit the fan!

 

As I was changing clothes after a warming shower there she stood holding my box of goodies and trying to project herself as a strong and vigilant parent. She raised her voice and said” What is this stuff” and I lost it, her is an old robe and me with a towel in the heat of the moment I exploded “I grabbed her and said “Look Bitch this is my stuff and non of your fucken business, I pay you, you whore so fuck off” then I tossed her in the direction of my bed and she landed ok but not full on my bed. Her top half on the bed the rest kneeling with her ASS facing me. As I approached she looked and me with sad eyes and an expression of pure fright. It was then I realized my towel had dropped and coming towards hers was her son completely naked and a raging erection. Full of anger and out of control and when she NO Please! I know I was going to bust a nut in this bitch. She tried to stand but I held her down with one hand and ripped her panties off with the other. I laid on top of her and whispered in her ear you will be pleased when I’m done! She was crying and saying no son I am you mother, no stop!!!!!! I laughed you are right “NO STOP”

 

Her bare ass was about to take a bounding for the first time and we both know it. She tried to fend me off but I just more man then she could handle. As I forced my self in her she howled like the bitch she was. Further I drove and she continued to fight and cry, each inch drought a new valley of pleads and pain. When I could fully engulfed in her ass I started to slowly back out the forces myself back in. She ripped my sheets with her nails and teeth and I continued to pound away at her virgin ass. After 30 minutes there was no more fight left in her and she just kept taking it only the sound of her crying could be heard, a moan of pain, a gasp of air.

 

I climb up higher so I could thrust myself in at a different angle, I was now over her raw ass and pumping new flesh. Her ass was so wide now I thought my balls would fall in.    

 

I was ready to blow my Baby Magic. As the tension grew in my balls I yanked my self out of her and spun her around she was done and I know it, I grabbed her by the hair shot my hot load of baby magic in her mouth and sprayed it all over her face and gown. Then I dropped the crying bitch to the grown and could see she had shit her self and was totally out of it. I had to piss so she got that too.

 

I nudged her with my foot and commanded her to clean up the mess. And I went to the shower to clean my self.

 

I went to the kitchen I was starved but my mind started to replay what had just happened. I was no longer angry and could not explain my feelings. I felt more powerful then ever but also I felt some shame.

 

I had not heard my mom for at lease an hour. I know she was still up stairs, I heard her take a shower also. So I went looking to see what damage I had done. As I walked passed my room I could see she did clean up the shit, piss and cum on the floor. As I approached her room, I opened the door slowly and looked at her sitting on the end of the bed crying in to her hands. As I approached she looked up at me like a rabbit to a hunter. She was so weak and tried to talk. You hurt me I have never had any one do that in my butt or cum in my mouth. You are my son and you fucked me like an animal you raped me!

 

I slowly reached down, she started to pull away but I started to stroke her head and she responded by moving closer to me. Her sitting there and me standing over her hugging and caressing. I could feel my cock responding and at that moment she could too. She pulled way fast and landed further up the bed she was looking for a way to escape but all she could see was me undressing. She said in a low meek voice no son not this not me your mother.

 

She pushed and kicked at me as I slowly climb over her and pinned her down. She was not fighting as much as she had but she was not a willing lover either. There where only glassy eyes all of her tears where gone and she was parched from saying no son it’s wrong to fuck your mother! I held her and said mom this is going to happen the amount of pain you receive is up to you. All she could say was please don’t hurt me. With those words I know she was mine. I forced her to kiss me on the limps the way she kisses Dad when he comes home.

 

I released her and made her stand up. She was dressed in sweet pants and a pull over. I commanded her to remove her top so I could see her rack, she begrudgingly did so and once I seen those puppy I was rock hard. I then ordered her to drop the rest of the linen and again she complied. I told her kneel down in front of me and take down my underwear. As she knelt before me she said son this is wrong please stop I promise no one will know! I laughed hay mommy I am a minor if some one finds out your ass is going to jail and there you will get a real bad ass fucken. I had her and she knew it she could not stop it and she was scared of me.

 

As my underwear dropped I could feel my pre-cum dripping in the anticipation of filler her up. My words where were firm “Baby said please my meat” then with out warning she looked into my eyes for softness and said “Baby I have never given a blow job before? I could have chiseled granite with my cock at that point. I eased it in her mouth and she rapped her hands around my shaft. Slowly I tested her depth and only stopped when she started to gag on it. Then I placed my hands on her head and began face fucking her. She soon got the rethumb an soon her eyes where closed and she went to a different place. She was lost in the moment and started to enjoy her self when she realized she was having her first orgasm and it was with her son.  

 

She went limp and fell to the floor crying “ I was sucking my son’s cock OH GOD forgive me! I picked her up and cared her over to the bed and ever so gently laid her down. I knelt in front of her clit and softly stroked it soft outer walls, her hands move quickly to block me from her “Box of goodies” but as I massaged and said relax mom her hand stayed close but no longer blocking, I found her clit just inside waiting to be awaken and I leaned forward and begin to probe her inter most sanctum with my tongue. I could feel her body arch, and breathing slowdown. The sounds she made where no longer those of pain and fear, but pleasure and ecstasy.   Her legs opened more and the tips of her small fingers pulled my hair and head closer. She was moaning and shaking I know want was happening to her she was totally clueless as she had multiple orgasms. I felt so much the man at that moment that words can not describe. I started tasting her cum it gushed upon me. She yelled “Oh SON what are you doing to me, I can’t stop shaking” “my body is tingling” I am CUMMMING that was the last bit of resistance I had.

 

I stood up and wiped her juices from my lips with my tongue. She tasted sweet and I loved it. I looked down on her she had her eyes closed and her fingers where masturbating her in pleasure. I kisses her and this time she responded, I then moved her up the bed and laid beside her I started kissing her nick then her firm breast. Her nipples where hard   I let my hand join in the please of masturbating her. She was so hot and I had to have her right there. I moved in to position, her legs opened up wider to invited me in. moms hands moved up to my chest, I could feel her nails taking flesh as I entered the land of taboo. Deeper I probed looking for her spot and when I found it she jumped, and grabbed my ass to thruster her more. Her legs became a vise and she was shaking like no other lover I have ever been with. We rocked hard thrusting pleasing each other until I could no longer hold back I erupted like a volcano shooting my hot load of baby magic deep with in her. She came again as I did. We both held the moment not wanting it to pass we were now truly one mind body and soul. As the after glow she laid her head on my chest and kissed my nipple. I reciprocated with a hug and kiss to the top of her head.

 

Shortly there after I drifted off to sleep holding mother lover and feeling her corset her new cock.

 

When I awoke mom had placed a blanket over me and was gone. I could small something good coming from the kitchen down stares. I dressed in only a robe and went to the kitchen there on the table a plate of food mom had made for me. But she was not there instead she was in the living room crying and looking at old pictures. When I approached she stood up and wiped her eyes as if nothing was wrong. Her half hearted smile met mine and I said do you want to talk? With the door open she nodded yes. I embraced her and she was so gentle in my arms. I looked down and was met with a kiss not from my mom but from my lover. We sat down on the love seat and held hands. She would only occasionally look up in to my eyes.

 

She asked did you like fucking me son? Yes mom you are so beautiful, I am sorry I got mad and hurt you though. It is ok now. You should know some thing; I have never experienced the feeling I did with you! Your father has never been able to show me what true lover should feel. I have been very lonely so I thought about another child, then she did look at me and said I have been off birth control for three weeks and when you took me as a women I can tell you got the job done son! I hope our child will be a son just like his dad

 

Dad is pissed because of another mouth to feed, mom is more assertive at work and got her promotion, mom has come a long way since that day.   We had a daughter; I can hardly wait for her to reach puberty because daddy/bro has a surprise experience planned!  

Best Friends

xxcandayxx69 on Lesbian Stories

It was going to be a great day it was Saturday and I had no school. I decided to call and ask my friend Chrissy if she wanted to sleep over tonight. Of course she said yes, and so I only had an hour before Chrissy was meant to come over. I decided to “entertain myself.”

I walked up to my bedroom and closed the door even though their was no one home who could have caught me. As I started stripping off my clothes, I tossed my shirt to the floor and peeled off my red bra to reveal my hardening nipples -- quickly dropping it to the floor so I could rub them. Sitting at the end of the bed, I could feel a little wetness on the front of my panties as I continued rubbing my tits. Feeling the need for more, I unzipped my jeans revealing my matching red panties. I quickly slid

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a finger down the inside of my panties to find my hardening clit.

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In no time my panties were off and my pussy now dripping wet as I laid back on my bed, propping my head up with the soft, cool pillows. I spread my legs wide making my wet pussy lips spread apart. Putting two fingers around my red swollen clit while pinching my erect nipples with my other hand. I started rubbing my fingers against my hard clit causing waves of pleasure to run through my whole body. The first wave starting at my clit, shooting all the way up my spine, then back down and out through my fingertips, causing my body to start shaking in ecstasy.

I released my hard pink nipples and gripped the bed while sliding two fingers into my tight wet pussy. My pussy was tight around my two fingers and was hot with cum. I thrusted my fingers in and out of my cunt slow at first and then moving faster and faster dripping thick cum all over my thighs and fingers. I moaned in pleasure as my pussy gripped my fingers and I started to cum.

Laying still in my bed for awhile with my fingers still deep in my tight dripping pussy I sat up and licked the hot sweet cum off my fingers ,“Heh you didn’t expect me to waste it did you?“ I looked at the clock by the side of my bed and ran to the bathroom. I had lost track of time and it was 5 minutes before Chrissy was meant to arrive.

Quickly throwing my clothes back on I heard the doorbell ring. I was grabbing the clothes and I realized I had dripped cum on my bed. It was clearly visible and I had no time to deal with that now. Damn. While running to the door I finished putting on my pants. I opened the door and saw Chrissy standing there I looked her over trying to catch my breath. She was wearing a short school-girl looking skirt and a white tank top. Realizing I was staring I said “Cool outfit” and then invited her inside.

“My parents are out Chrissy, so I thought we could have a little a fun,” I said pulling two beers out of the fridge.

“Haha Katherine you know me to well,” she said while taking the beer from my hand.

We plopped down on the couch. “Is anything thing on”, she said. I rolled my eyes and replied “No unless you enjoy watching the Ashley Simpson Show.” We both started laughing and sipping our beers. After ten minutes of surfing the television I gave up and turned off the TV. “Crap, Crap, and more Crap”, I said. We finished our beers and I got up for the second round. When I came back Chrissy suggested we play Truth or Dare.

I looked at her, ”Don’t we need more people to play?”

“No you idiot we can play with just two.”

I laughed ,”Whatever you say Chrissy, I‘ll go first then”

“Truth or dare ,Katherine?”

I sat there for a second Sipping my beer thinking of which to choose. After a quick second of thought process I was bold and chose dare. She gave me an evil smirk and said “Your dare is to kiss my ass.” She could barely contain her laughter. After chrissy revealed my dare she was practically rolling on the floor laughing. Kissing a girls ass isn’t usually the first thing on my list off things to do today but I definitely didn’t want to lose that quickly. “Ok Chrissy.” Surprised she stopped laughing and looked at me. Without saying a word she got on her hands and knees. I leaned over and kissed her ass.

Chrissy turned around and said “Wow I didn’t think you would actually do it.”

I giggled, ”What you think I’m going to let you win that easily?”

I sat there looking at her body her full firm tits they had to be at least C cups and her long legs that led up to her pussy. Sitting there not realizing I had zoned out again I grinned and looked into Chrissy’s eyes.

“Truth or Dare?” I said.

She paused for a moment biting her lip looking as though she had drifted away like I had just a few minutes ago. Then she came back, “Dare.”

I giggled knowing there was no way she would do what I wanted her too. Looking into her eyes again I said French Kiss me. Their was a silence I was smiling from ear to ear for me it was a win/win situation. She surprised me by quickly leaning over and kissing me like she had wanted to her whole life. Rubbing our wet tongues together, our lips where locked for what seemed like hours. Until she finally pulled away from me.


I was stunned by how much I had just enjoyed that kiss from my best friend. We both sat their in silence and something told me this was going to be the beginning of a new beautiful friendship.

After that wonder kiss everything started going back to normal and I began to feel dismay wondering if I would ever taste that sweet tongue again. We sat watching Television for awhile all my mind kept swimming with thoughts of my new found love for my best friend.

I glanced at her every so often wondering what she was thinking about and if she to felt the same way about our kiss. I knew one thing for sure, that one kiss wasn’t good enough I wanted more. Scanning her body again getting a glimpse up her skirt seeing that she was wearing cotton white panties and I couldn’t believe my eyes when I noticed a wet cum stain on them. Knowing now she too felt the same way about her kiss I got extremely hot I wanted to just rip off her panties and suck on her gorgeous clit .

I looked up into her eyes I saw her looking at my tits, I looked down, I didn’t realize my nipples had gotten so hard. They were clearly visible through my red spaghetti strap shirt. Looking back into her eyes she knew I had seen her staring at my perky tits. We both blushed and smiled at each other. Looking at the time it was now 11:3o and I suggested we go to bed. She agreed and we headed up stairs both of us feeling the effects of the alcohol as we started moving about.

I fell onto my bed and ripped up my covers not bothering to change at all. Chrissy started setting up her pillow and blanket on the floor. After hearing her shuffle her things about I thought she had finally fallen asleep when I heard her voice say, “Katherine are your awake?”

I rolled over so I was facing her,” Yeah I’m still awake”

“Hey Kat can I sleep on your bed its uncomfortable down here on the floor”

I said,” Sure I don’t care my beds big enough for two”

She crept up onto my bed and put her pillow right up next time mine, our faces only an inch or two away from each other. Without thinking or saying a thing she leaned in and kissed me cupping and rubbing one of my breasts. I couldn’t believe this was happening it was like a fantasy. I pulled away from her and sat up I slid off my top.

My nipples were rock hard now after being fondled my best friend. I sat her up next to me taking her top off as well now she was just left wearing that sexy little school girl skirt. She liked what I was doing and thrust her big tities into my face. I took one of her nipples into my mouth while pinching and pulling the other with my fingers. Chrissy let out a moan, ”Oh yes Katherine bite and suck on my nipples.” This was the point of no return.

Diary of an American Housewife

Rodger-the-Dodger on Cheating Stories

Diary of an American Housewife

'Puttin' on a little?" and the friendly pat on my butt from husband. Encouraging words as he was out the door to work?

He had no understanding at all of the life of an American Housewife. What would Housewives do without TV, vacuums, dishes, clothes washers and delivery boys ... and house pets? Boredom-boredom and more boredom!!!!

If it weren't for the little distractions of cleaning vacuum bags and cat litter trays and gathering dog droppings in the yard there would be little excitement in my life.

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decided to start a diary. Someone might read it someday. Then they would know about the one-quarter of the population that stays at home, works at home, gets bored at home and tries to find some escape from the home humdrum.

I mean, I have a good life. After husband and children were off to work and school, I had a whole day to myself-my duties, that is. Picking-up (the one things husbands and children were brain-dead about) and washing/ironing and cleaning and dishes and dinner-plans and that, without clever planning, took the whole day, day after day after day. But I needed the detached reflection a diary might give and it might be entertaining. Where to begin...

Day One: Dear Diary-

Again... Dear Diary- I'm Marvene; I'm 36 years old; I'm an ordinary hard-working and much bored housewife in the usual housewife rut and with your help, maybe I can get out of the humdrum and have a little excitement telling you of my days and my story to this date even though I'm not that old and from day to day when something happens.

This one was like the other days. About a pat on my butt and an observation as husband left the family nest for another day which he surely thought was dull; but he was out driving to the office and selecting a place for lunch. Even if he went to the same place he COULD go somewhere else anytime he wanted or take a bag lunch-yuck. But I mean he had lots of choices. I didn't.

(diaries usually begin that way, don't they? I've never written one but I knew that much from schoolbooks. It's like writing to a confidential friend.)

And he could go somewhere after work if he wanted and blame it on a traffic janL..I didn't know if he did but he COULD. And what could I do, in home, cleaning, washing and the rest. Those were the choices for me-An American Housewife!

I looked into our back yard. The dog was resting under the tree. Smart to stay in the shade and while I was sweating inside already so I took off my housecoat. There was no one around to see anyway. We American Housewives tend to relax a little in our domain and to get creative. After all-housewife-wife to the house-married to the house is more like it ... if we weren't innovative what were we.

Today, Diary-

I went to my room and got ready for my shower. The water was good and cooled me down but when I got out I was like radiating all over from the water. I put on my light dress and went back to my magazine and the end of the exercise video-bend down, touch your toes-I tried it and it made the backs of my legs sore but I touched my toes. The dog was watching and stopped licking as I went up and down, giving him a free show up naked my legs and bottom.

Funny, dog,s eyes. I don't know if they see things but they look like they do. He licked his lips as he watched and I felt funny and stopped and sat on the couch with my magazine. It was a story about a secretary that I was reading. She was a non-housewife-type of girl and thought she was a hot thing. I used to think of myself as hot and then got married.

I read the story and started fantasizing about the girl in the story, which is what we readers are supposed to do but the story was doing it to me and I finally put it down feeling funny reading it and getting hot about some fiction of a girl at the office crossing her legs and

making the guy look at her from across the room and checking her legs and the crack between and he came over and said something to her that made her blush. Then I started to blush but it was from my imagination and my hands feeling along my dress.

The guy in the story met the secretary after work and they had a drink across the street and she said she had a crush on him and he felt uneasy because he was married but wanted her-on him and she wanted him-in her and the drinks took away their resistance. They arranged to meet later and set up a fake doctor's appointment on the same days and went to a hotel ... and .. well... you know the rest, diary. That's where the story ended but it left me up in the air and feeling my dress.

 

I raised my dress and felt all over my naked legs. I went into my bedroom and found my vibrator, in the bottom drawer, at the back and under the sheets where no one but me would look and went back to the couch. The dog was watching me, licking himself with his long, long tongue.

I laid my head back and continued feeling over my legs and my crack and dipped a figure inside, just checking, diary, but I knew what I would find. It felt good there and I had all day if I wanted to wait that long which I didn't! It was quiet, except for the TV and I switched it to Mute and listened to some birds in the garden and felt myself all over and back and forth. I was being patient. I knew what I was doing and opened my eyes to watch the dog, with eager eyes, looking at me and he seemed curious as to my movements, which were getting faster and making me start to twitch. This is when I started to hope there would be no interruptions and no telephone ringing and that I could just feel and bring myself to the edge.

Day/Night 2 Diary!:Ilm

His name was Barry and he and his wife were our own age and had been to our house for barbecues several times and we had visited them also. We were friends but not close and I had fantasized about him because he seemed so strong. When he handed me the saw I noticed for the first time how big were his hands and started thinking about that old wife's tale-you know about the large size of a man's dick if he had large hands. It made me go wet all of a sudden and I had to sit down and say: @Help yourself."

I knew my face was even redder than it had been. @It's hot outside." I was making light conversation but I felt very vulnerable with him standing there at the refrigerator, his back turned, and I could watch him move without getting caught. But he caught me looking and smiled. @It's hotter in here than it is outside." It was a tone of voice he had that made me wonder if he guessed what I was feeling and then we walked into the living room.

Now I was mortified. There on our couch was my vibrator and it was plugged in, too! Maybe he wouldn't notice but of course, he did notice and smiled at me with a knowing look and sat on the couch. I sat so the vibrator was at least on the other side of me from where he sat.

@My wife thinks that's the greatest invention of all time-better than a hair dryer!" I didn't-couldn't-say anything. 'Is that why your cheeks are red? Now I know what housewives do in the morning while we men are at work." He wasn't being mean, and said it in a light tone.

'Well, now you know,' I said, wondering where this conversation was going.

"Can I watch you use it?" ..."I think I'd better get dressed and do my shopping as soon as you're finished with your drink.' He took me by the wrist, '6Can't shopping wait for a minute?" I just sat there. *Come on, I won't do anything, just watch. I've always wondered if you were as hot as you look. My wife and I even talked about how pretty you are. She thinks you have a great figure. But you know what they say-good on the looks and cool inside.' He reached across me and grabbed the vibrator. "My wife likes it when I watch her use it and she wouldn't mind at all. She would probably even be jealous if she knewwhich she won't." I felt strange with this good-looking man holding my wrist and holding my vibrator and then he turned it on and I thought, dear diary, '6Why not? But just for a minute and then he would have to leave."

I took hold of it. "Let me switch it on for you." It began to hum and I could feel the sound, if that's possible, all through me. I was still hot and getting

hotter, just with the thought of what was happening at that moment. I lifted my dress and put it underneath so he could hear it and see my movements but couldn't actually see me. That was as much as I was willing to do and just for a minute or two but then he kissed me and I put it right between my legs and spread them a little so it was on me and intense and I couldn't help myself and kissed him back and felt him lifting my dress to my waist and he could see I was naked and maybe even see I was really wet and I let myself go and enjoyed it. I was so embarrassed and that made me even more hot and then he put his hands on me and spread me open all the time he was kissing me and I was kissing back in earnest and then I couldn't even kiss him and was breathing air into my mouth. I was some other place, in outer space and climbing my mountain and my hips lifted to that vibrator and I felt his hand go under me and his skin was warm on mine and I was so hot, hot!

He played with me and whispered in my ear how wet I was and he liked that a lot and I was limp and resting and cool between my legs and just lying there. He didn't try anything else but I wanted to see and feel his cock in my hands and inside me and was afraid to say anything. I just couldn't. I was exhausted and how could I look at his wife at our next barbecue. I just laid there with my eyes closed, naked from the waist down and relaxed, very relaxed and noticed how quiet it was when he kissed me and quietly closed the door on his way out.

So now you know why I missed writing the rest of the story until just now and it made me hot just telling you what happened. So I'll close for now and will write again soon, about less exciting things probably, but you never know.

Diary 3:

 

I had gotten mine when my shoulders were very sore and at the same time I was in the appliance section of our department store. The pictures on the box showed a woman using it on her back and so I got it. It was cheap. One of the best buys in my life! When I got it home, I put it on my back and shoulders and it was relaxing but not any more than a hot shower. It laid in the drawer for more than a year when one of my magazine stories had a character who was laughing about vibrators when the other character in the story mentioned them as being as good as a man but you didn't have to wash and cook for it. It got me to thinking.

Of course, I'd heard giggles about '6sex toys" but that was girl giggles and nonsense. Then the story and the giggles I remembered and I said to myself-when I have a private moment I might just give it a try.

Then I got busy on a school project for my daughter-we were building a kind of toy box for the kindergarten kids at a day care center and we were driving to get wood and nails and cutting the pieces and making a real toy box, painting it and it took all my spare time. That project was finished and I had more time to myself during the day.

I wanted to be sure to have some time alone and planned ahead, doing all my washing and cleaning on Monday, Tuesday was My day. The children and husband all out of the house, a little coffee and the early morning news and then I was in for a shower and my lightest housecoat. Back to the kitchen and even a glass of white wine, some music and a quiet mood. I sat and watched outside as a bird flew into the tree and our dog rested in the shade. I had another swallow and began to relax. I wondered if I was being silly, having time alone but I needed this. Finally, I got up and went into the closet-which is where I had tossed the vibrator. It wasn't until later that I felt like hiding it in the drawer.

It had different little knobs and I put on the simplest one, shaped like a thumb, and returned to the living room couch. I had another swallow of wine and started to feel mellow, laying my head back and stretching my legs. My housecoat fell open and I touched my thighs with both hands. They were cool and smooth and my hands made me tingle at my crotch. Maybe I'd just forget my new toy and feel myself and make myself come on my fingers like I always had. I was already a little wet and my finger slipped along my lips easily. I loosened my housecoat some

more and started that nice motion along my lips, fingers spreading, finger dipping and slipping and feeling myself up and I almost lost myself and stopped to have more wine and sat up. I had my plan and I was going to do it.

It's strange, Diary, but I felt guilty or naughty or something like, "I shouldn't be doing this. Doing what? It's my body and I'm just dealing with boredom. Right?" But I was afraid of getting caught. All of it made it more exciting, I guess but I hesitated before switching it on.

It felt good in my hand but I went right to work on myself. That thumb made my skin tingle wherever I put it along my thighs. I closed my eyes and listened to the humming and moved it up and down and all over and just enjoyed the sensations. I moved it through my hairs and along each side and down and back up. My body started responding on its own and I didn't really think what I was doing after awhile as it moved along the lines of my flesh, down one side and the other and then, between and along my lips. I put one hand holding myself open and

with the other worked myself. My feelings told it where to stop but I took it away in a didn't want this to be over quickly, slowly, playing, in hand down to pull the vibrator over move and, eventually few seconds. I

week for this time and wanted it to last but then I put it back there where I wanted, needed, it, to...... beeee. And, Oh! Was it wonderful right there. It made my hips move and I could feel my lips embrace the thumb and quiver and respond. I knew I was really, really wet and it felt so good, like nothing I had ever felt. Then I had to rest and turned it off and lay there breathing hard, my head light with the wine and how intense I had felt.

Diary 4:

This was a day for my reawakening. I felt better about myself in some way because of my experience. I'd never do anything like that but it happened and opened my feelings about myself. Up to that time I was a homebody, a housewife doing house things-washing, cleaning, cooking, and things like that and I was definitely loyal to my family and my husband; had missionary style sex, in bed, at night, at the appointed hour, didn't give blow-jobs, didn't play golf, didn't watch sports. I was about as ordinary a bored housewife as there was. So by accident Barry had

opened me up-in a way taken away another layer of virginity and I felt a new sense of freedom or abandon; I felt empowered to act against boredom with my mind and body. I still went quickly back inside when I got a glimpse of Barry but determined to be out.

I was wearing my new dress, with a bright blue and yellow pattern; with my hair up and my gold neck chain. I looked cool, or so I thought. I walked to our market to do a little shopping and just get out for the first time since my 'visitor.' I felt self-conscious even days later and one or two men seemed to look at me at the market. Goodlooking men with good hands! I leaned over to pick some vegetables from the back and could see they were looking at my legs-one of best features. My dress was a length where inquiring eyes got a good idea of my shape when I leaned out. I didn't wear stockings-not for a trip to the market in mid-day and only thin cotton panties meant they could enjoy the body movement in each of my steps as I went further down the aisle.

 

I wasn't feeling housewife-ish just then and more the "wanton woman" but I felt a sense of release from boredom and I liked that. That was what it was all about at least for a few hours of the day before I returned to my usual duties. I wondered what would be the next bit of exploration for my liberation.

Dear Diary-

'I thought a lot about knocking but couldn't help it.'

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Well don't stand out there in the sun," I said. He came in. 'Would you like something ... to drink, I mean." We both laughed. I mean, I think I knew what he wanted but couldn't say and he felt exactly the same: ME, MY BODY AND ME! Or was it HIM, HIS BODY AND HIM? I got him a beer and poured myself some wine. No one would be home for hours, yet. I had the air-conditioning on and it was cool inside. The sound of the air-conditioner shut out the other noises from the street and made it private for us for whatever we wanted to make of privacy.

"You know I've been married over five years. We have a good marriage." I nodded. "But not exciting ... I mean...we love each other an all but it's a kiss at the door and

smile at dinner and a hug in bed and sleep and then we're off to work and another kiss, smile and hug. Not exciting but happy."

I nodded: "Me, too." We sipped our drinks and walked into the living room. (the vibrator was gone, of course, but its memory lingered in both our minds) 'Nothing happened, right?" I think that was true so why did his saying that make me hot? I guess I'd been hot, off and on, for no particular reason, almost all the time since that day.

" I love my husband, too," I said, "He's good to me but we do the same kiss, smile and hug, a lot."

'Have you had a nice day? It's been hot and business is slow so I took the afternoon off but I had something else in mind, obviously. I don't have to be home for

hours."

It wasn't long before I found out my next liberating step but it took me completely by surprise. Guess who came knocking at my door? Again! None other than, you guessed it: Barry. I should have known. The one guy I had been avoiding. He had the same thoughts and was afraid to see me or have me see him. I saw Barry yesterday morning but he didn't see me! I went right back inside and waited. When I went back out the coast was clear. I was still getting used to being out and about and was ready to be seen by everybody, including Barry, but not that early in the morning. Well, Diary@ another day, but it's been awhile since I wrote. Things settled down though I thought about Barry and our few moments together. I was red-faced every time I did. I even went to the market in a different way so I wouldn't drive by his house. It was silly but I didn't know what to say or do when I saw him next, as I knew I would. We even were planning another barbecue at the end of the month but that's a week off and so I can make whatever adjustment and steel myself to act natural as though nothing happened. Really, he did just kiss me and watch and it could have been a lot worse for my plan to pretend nothing happened. I was lucky in one way but I was curious about what could have been every time I thought about it. I hadn't used my vibrator since and kept it in its bottom drawer where it belonged, What did housewives do before they had vibrators? sorry. I missed finishing my diary entry yesterday. But I had a reason. Just as I was starting to build and get good and intense, wouldn't you know, the doorbell rang. It was one of our neighbors who works around the corner at the hardware store. He was returning a handsaw he had borrowed. He was friendly but I think he noticed my face was flushed from my 'excitement.' @You look like you've been working at something," he said. If he only knew how close I was when he had arrived. 'Would you like a drink or something...' is all I could think of saying at the moment. I don't know why I said that. I guess I was nervous but now you will know why I didn't finish my story to you yesterday. I'm skipping the vacuuming ... no one will notice ... and sitting down to read my magazine that came yesterday ... some good stories and lots of advertisements and, use the remote to listen to some TV with these people full of advice and stories. There was a woman today who had done one of these weight loss videos and showed parts of it ... women dancing around and jumping up and down in their leotards. Letting off their sexual energy, I thought. We housewives have to find some way to release it; I know I did. Innovation? No where more innovative then ways to release the primal urges. The dog came inside a moment ago-there must have been too much sun for him even in the shade-so he was sitting there watching me and licking himself.

"Can I fix you a sandwich?" I went into the kitchen to cool off. He followed me and I got out some bread and cheeses and handed Barry another beer. I shouldn't have. I should have asked him to leave. I should have not let him in the first place. I shouldn't but I did and he came up from behind and hugged me and I leaned against him and he pressed his hands around my front and I spread my legs as he cupped his fingers into me. I was wet and I knew he felt it. I held on to the counter as he pulled me back, lifting my dress and pulling off my panties. Maybe it was the wine, maybe I had thought about this and imagined it and didn't know how I would react and I just let him, let him make me naked, let him feel me all over and let him put his finger inside me and then two fingers and I leaned over as he pulled out and I heard his zipper and felt his flesh against me.

I reached under and felt his long cock and balls and stroked him to my lips, just parting them. Holding the kitchen counter, I waited, it seemed a long wait, I was very hot and my lips were around the tip of him. He slid into me easily and very deeply. Then I could feel his balls pressing against me and I lifted myself on him as he hit against me, again and then again and I was lost in my own kitchen with the air-conditioning fan and the quiet of his thrusting and bringing me against his long cock until my knees went weak and he held me up, my weak legs held around his thighs as he pressed me against the counter and I felt I was completely naked, open and filled with him and wet down my thighs and breathless as his movements slowed and I knew he had come, too, and was slowing and cooling and slipping out of me. He kissed my neck and smiled and hugged. This was different, this was exciting. Beautiful the way our bodies were in unison of movement and coming together with more hugs and

kisses and breathings and then, he was gone and I had to hurry and clean up and get rid of the beer cans and drink the wine I had left in the glass.

And I had to go sit on the couch and wonder what further liberations were in store for me. I felt ready for the next episode and turned on the TV to cool down, picked up that old magazine and looked at some of the other stories. If they only knew of my story! It was too hot to read the mag. My dog sat there, licking and looking at me. He seemed to know. I sat and just turned the pages and cooled off.

I must have fallen asleep because I awoke as the door

sprang open to the sound to my two children, delighted to

tell of the important events at school, how one friend was

sent to the vice-principal for being rude to the teacher

and another who caught her hand in the door and went to the

school nurse. Not to mention the "loads and loads of homework" which meant to their rooms and time for me to start dinner, which I did, still in a glow from my 'dull' day.

'Hi! Honey!" and a smile, kiss and hug and back to the salad makings. Then dinner and 'How was work?" 'Okay" and 'How was your day?" 'Okay..." and then television and bed and a smile/hug/kiss and I lay there thinking, dreaming, getting a little wet and turning over so I would not get an errant squeeze and questions ... How would I explain that? I blushed under the sheets and got more wet and a little scared from my exciting day. I decided to put a stop to it. It was wrong. I should be a 'good little housewife" but I felt very naughty and excited. You know, diary. Maybe there were more diaries before therapy was popular. A diary was an understanding friend; and would never tell the secrets but I got hot even just writing to my diary.

To be honest, Barry's cock was very hard and long and made me come extra good. Knowing it was wrong and a secret made me come even more intensely. And I wanted him again. So much for my promises but I had to wait. Maybe he wouldn't visit me when I was alone and I'd have to settle for having my dreams. I heard my husband, next to me, in his deep, 'I'm asleep" breathing and put my hands down to feel myself. I wanted to come again right there with him asleep beside me but I didn't dare!

Next morning when I awoke, my hands were still holding myself, and what dreams I had, of many things and boys and girls and ... I better not say what else. I had to get up and help everyone else off to their day and I couldn't put off vacuuming another day so they were off-smiling, kissing, hugging, and I was doing my obedient housewifery things.

There weren't that many clothes, ironing and dishes and I finished early and took a nap. I needed a rest what with all my nocturnal dreaming which had tired me out. The pillow felt soft and I was soon drifting off. I couldn't keep him out of mind, Barry, and couldn't keep my hands away from myself and then my fingers were at work again.

I saw us, in the kitchen, like it wasn't me. It was me as a third person and watching. And I watched as he put his arms at my waist, lifted my dress, felt all my wet flesh...

And then, I remembered, it was a long time ago when I didn't understand things as well. I had been on my way home from school and full of the usual stories, waiting to tell of the vice-principal and the school nurse and that sort of thing when one of the boys, Steve, came up and started walking along with me. He asked if was going to the school dance and asked me to go with him. It wasn't my first date, that was too scary to enjoy with all the fussing at home and the new dress and shoes and not knowing what to say on a date and whether he would try to kiss mehe did but I didn't kiss back.

This would be the first real dance where I felt comfortable except, until he asked, I had no one to go with. So now I was going, with him, and he was cute and I was looking forward to this one. He asked if we could walk down by the river bank near our home so I went with him. He said we should get to know each other a little before the dance and then we could enjoy it more-it seemed okay to me at the time.

We walked through some of the bushes and bent down to get under some of the brush to where the water came up close to where we were walking. 'Let's sit down for a little." I did. I was a warm day and we both wore lightweight clothing. Steve took hold of my hand when we sat down. 'I've been wanting to ask you to the dance for a long time but I was afraid you would say 'No.' I'm glad someone else didn't ask because you're the cutest girl in class." I wondered if I should believe him but it seemed okay. I was cute and had a pretty body that was filling

out as nice as some of the girls and better than most. He squeezed my hand and I squeezed back.

We sat on the grass by the bank and listened to the trees rustling in the wind. @How many dances have you been to?" he asked. "Last year I went to my first dance and this is the second. I was real nervous the first time. I didn't know what I should wear and what he would do. I mean I went with David." 'I know Dave. He's okay."

'I like him but not that way, I mean, well you know."

Steve nodded and leaned back on the grass, still holding my hand. I sort of felt like lying back with him but didn't. Then I did and looked up at the sky and the clouds. Steve said: 'Could you ever like me, that way?" said I didn't know. He said, *Would you try, at least until after we go to the dance." I looked at him and he smiled and gave me a hug. 'You're really nice." I blushed, I think, and he squeezed my hand and reached to kiss me. I pulled back. I wasn't ready for that and didn't know what would happen next but he held me to his face and kissed me. His lips were nice and I was wrong, I know, but I kissed him back and then he kissed me again and we kissed and kissed for a long time by the river bank and I couldn't hear any wind in the trees and could only feel his lips. He put his tongue in my mouth and I started to sit up but he pulled me back and then I opened my mouth to him. It felt crazy having his tongue slipping in my mouth and he licked my lips then and I felt my body start to tingle.

I put my tongue around his and he held me tight and I got scared and sat up and said 'I've got to go. I'll see you in school tomorrow." And straightened my hair and dress and bent over for my books and walked or almost ran home and went straight to my room when I got home. All my feelings were new to me and I felt uncomfortable and maybe wouldn't go to the dance with Steve. He might try something again. And, too, I felt cool between my legs and looked at myself and put my fingers there and was slippery wet. It felt good when I touched myself so I stopped and started doing my homework. I couldn't pay attention to my work but kept at it and finally got it done but the teacher said I must have been daydreaming and made me do it over!

But about the dance. I saw Steve at school the next day even I did try to avoid him a little and we came to face during lunch break. 'I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything by it," he said. 'You kiss good." I just looked down and felt that feeling again. 'You want to eat together?' So we walked to one of the benches and had our

lunch. "You're not mad, are you?" "Just eat your lunch, Steve!" I said it in a tone of voice that let him know how I felt-if confused is the word for how I felt or maybe a little scared but excited, you know Diary. I didn't know what it was then but he was the first boy that made me feel excited when I was near him, or even thinking about him.

I'm glad I saw Steve the very next day even if I didn't look him in the face. I felt nervous around him but it was a good nervous. My Mom and I went shopping after school and I got a nice dress for the dance and shoes. So I was going after all. We got home and it was dinner and homework but I couldn't concentrate. All I saw was Steve and his mouth and lips and could almost feel his hands holding me and the warmth of his body and it was hard to do homework when all that was happening.

Then I took a shower and got in bed and looked at the ceiling for a long time and saw Steve and his face and body and hands holding me and his mouth on mine and licked inside my mouth and kind of pretended it was him and promised I wouldn't let him do that because I knew it was dirty and wrong and I was being bad to let him or want him and I wouldn't anymore. I promised myself do any of that again. I was too young and he was being forward and assuming a lot about me and he was very much wrong about me. I didn't want to be "that kind" of girl whether it was exciting or not.

I kept looking at the ceiling. My nightie was very silky and I started touching it and watching Steve. He was cute and his lips were soft on mine and I outlined the shape of my body under the nightie. I had a nice shape and it relaxed me, feeling over my skin. I closed my eyes but he was till there and I imagined he was naked.

I'd never seen a boy naked but I'd seen statues and knew what they looked like except this particular naked boy was Steve! and he was kissing me and making my body feel good. It was okay to do this in my own room. The door was closed and the light out and it was just a dream.

I reached out to him and he took a step and held me. His skin was against me and his hands were all over and lifting my clothing, feeling me and licking my lips. I felt my fingers on my skin and I was slippery again and it was exciting to touch and feel myself. I looked to be sure my door was shut and lifted my leg and put my finger inside and stroked my body and was very wet and turned on my side, leaving my hand there and went to sleep feeling very warm.

Well, Diary, I'm telling you more about what happened years ago to this American Housewife. I hope you don't

mind. I had some good times in school before I started being bored and dull and I like telling you so...

Finally we got to the day of the dance. I lost my appetite. Steve seemed so relaxed at school but all the other girls and I could talk about was getting ready for the dance and what we were all wearing and we decided we wouldn't get there on time, we would be nonchalant and arrive a little later. At least that's what we said. What we did, what I did, was different than planned. In fact, I almost didn't get to the dance at all!

Steve picked me up on time and there was all the fussing to get ready and to meet my parents and to say 'Don't be home too late.' And all that and then we were off. I could see he had washed his car and waxed it. I sat next to the door. He looked at me when he closed the door and smiled and got in and we drove off. "You don't want to get there when it starts, do you?" He was reading my mind. 'Come on, sit over here, next to me." I slid over and was right next to him. I could feel his warmth through my dress. Then he put his arm around me and squeezed my shoulder. "I know a good place we can go and just sit in the car and talk and then we can go to the dance and be a little late." "Okay." I didn't know what was going to happen but it was a good idea to be a little late. It was like telling everyone we had been to lots and lots of dances and didn't need to be on time as there would be plenty of time at the dance even if we weren't the first ones there.

So Steve and I drove along and then we turned off and down a road and were beside the river again. Near where we had been before when he was putting his tongue in my mouth! Except this time we were in his car and kind of private.

Now was the time for me to remember my promise to myself. When I sat close to him it was hard to keep thinking my clean thoughts so I didn't sit as close as I might. But then he put his arm around me and it felt warm and I couldn't help but cuddle a little and feel good about being there and it was pretty, the river, the trees, the car, his arm and leg against me.

'I know we shouldn't but I like you and you're pretty." And I began to weaken. He kissed my neck and ear and breathed on me and turned my face to his. "I love you." I'd never heard anyone say that to me-not from a boy to me! Then he kissed me and I couldn't do anything about it and kissed him and then our tongues were touching and I felt I was getting slippery wet again and didn't know what to do and then sat up again and moved near my door. This was too much for me. The trouble was I liked it and liked him and liked the kissing and getting wet was wonderful and meant I was growing up with strong feelings. I bet the other girls didn't know anything

about feeling like that and I felt proud of myself even if I'd broken my promise so quickly and then he took my hand and I slid right back and we were kissing and kissing and he was breathing on me.

I realized I was breathing hard and my chest was heaving up and down and he kissed my neck and ears and tried to kiss outside my breasts and unbuttoned me and moved my breast to his mouth and all I could do was lean back and let him and enjoy it and worry about what he might do next and I let him feel both my breasts. His kissing was so good. He kissed my mouth and told me my nipples were hard. They were very sensitive and I didn't want him to stop but he had to stop and I pushed his face away and told him 'No." and said 'No' again and he kept kissing me just the same as I squirmed on the seat and then he pushed me down.

I really said 'No!" then but his hands were on me and were I was making them slippery and moving my bottom the more slippery I got. I lost track of where he was or his mouth or hands and pushed at his head with both his hands and felt his stiff cock on my hand and it was wet too and then ... he hurt ... bad but it was too late and it was my fault because I lifted myself up just as he plunged into me but it hurt and I grabbed him around the waist and pushed at him and held him and pushed him away and then just held and hoped he wouldn't leave me he was too deep inside to leave and it was hot and wet and good and I held him to me to try to get him to stop moving inside. It felt too good and I couldn't stand it anymore and had to rest a little.

I was sweating and hurting and feeling hot all at the same time and

We were late to the dance because we had to clean up and cool down and tell each other we were in love and all that. That was the dance I remember most. I don't remember dancing or much else except someone spiked the punch and that bowl was empty before anyone knew. I was sore for a few days and Steve and his family moved to Chicago the next month so we wrote and made promises we couldn't keep but I thought about him a lot for a long time until I met someone else. I had to pretend with him that I didn't know about things and all but we never got serious or into feelings and then were other boys, some who made me horny and some who had bad breath and some who were just fools. I never got to know Steve very well after that night and I wondered what might have happened to us if he hadn't moved.

 

For awhile, everyone I dated had to be compared to Steve and since he had been a surprise and beautiful the other guys weren't surprising even though a few were cute. It was the same old "You're beautiful" and then hands on your breasts and under your dress without any surprises at all and some were more exciting than others but there was Steve and whatever was in second or third place and then I went on a sexual fast. I was tired of all the boys wanting me for sex and I got serious in my studies and didn't go 'parking' anymore.

Maybe I needed a rest. I don't know. But I needed some perspective which I got but I sure felt horny in the meantime and would get wet just looking at some fine guy and when they looked back I had to keep my promises and get back to studying.

After I graduated it was different, looking for a job and meeting different people; listening to the girl talk and getting old enough to drink and go to bars where people hung around and told lies about each other. Mainly the guys told lies: About how pretty I was or I had a good figure when what they really meant was AI want to feel you and have sex"-not necessarily in that order.

It was the first time I really heard girls talk unendingly about themselves and their 'boyfriends" and even some about girlfriends. One or two of the girls admitting have sex with girls as well as with boys. It was amazing to me because I'd heard about it but not from soneone who had actually done it and I wondered if they were just lying to make themselves seem adventurous or important or to shock some of us.

I worked with one of the girls, Harriet, and she told some really wild stories one night so the next day I got brave. 'Harriet, some of things you told us last night were incredible. Were you just joking with us or what?' "I wasn't joking, Marvene, and I didn't believe what I had done either. Maybe I had too much to drink. But then the next day I realized how good it was so I saw her again and did it a second time. What do they say: Don't knock it if you haven't tried it."

Harriet and I talked a lot after that and became friends. She did most of the talking and I listened a lot. I invited her to my apartment for dinner one night and we had a bottle of wine and an Irish coffee and another one after that and all the time Harriet we telling me her 'sex chronicles,' including about the time she was with another girl, at her apartment, having dinner and wine and getting sexy with her in an accidental way and Harriet reached and took my hand and put it on her breast. I laughed. I was nervous ... and felt her breast. She lifted her sweater, no bra, and put my hand on her skin. I was still nervous but her breast was soft and her nipple was suddenly hard. "Kiss my nipple, Marvene," as she took my head and put it on her and I couldn't believe myself but I was kissing her breast and licking her nipple just like Steve had kissed mine. I knew how good it felt when done a certain way and that's what I did to Harriet as she stroked my hair and cuddled my ears, now, with both her hands and said how good it felt and I started to relax and get into it with a girl for the first time!

 

I was so surprised at myself and how making her nipple hard with my tongue was exciting me too. Then I wanted to tell her to stop feeling my ears and neck and was going to and started thinking that was the way Steve had licked my breasts and he must have enjoyed it, too, because I was enjoying it and it was a role reversal then with me being like a guy, the other side of the coin. And then I kissed her other breast after she removed her sweater and leaned back and held me too her and told me it felt good and y mouth was soft and I heard my words to Steve before the dance and I had said things like that and it made him lick me more like I was licking Harriet's breasts and feeling and holding them to my mouth and I didn't want her encouragement any longer and then she put my hand under her dress and up her legs and I could feel how wet she was and the I really wanted this and to make her come and have her under my control and make her squirm.

She was already squirming as I licked and slid down further and spread her legs completely open. "Kiss me there!" Which is what I wanted to do anyway and to taste a woman and lick her spend and feel it on my face and I found her clit which was hard and felt her hands on my face, spreading her lips open to my tongue. It didn't take long for Harriet to start moving her hips and get desperate and out of breath and she started telling me how good I was and how hot she was and clutched me to her and held tight and almost smothered me. When I came up for air she said: "That was good; that was the best!" And it made me feel good inside and then I realized I was very wet and hot too. It wasn't just Harriet so I was embarrassed at breathing hard. 'your face is red Marvene. Are you as hot as you look. Sit up here and let's see."

Then it was her turn to take charge. I couldn't even get my clothes off before she was under my dress with her hands and mouth and I guess I was coming so quick I couldn't believe it and she knew just where to touch and I saw Steve again and wished Harriet had a long stiff cock but this was the next best things and I smothered her what with wrapping my legs around her delicious tongue and face.

After that we just lay there and held each other. Later I made some coffee without liquor. We had had enough excitement.

getting fucked at night

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i was 15 and had a smooth baby ass and had a fantasy about getting fucked by a dog i rember my dog was always humping things one day while sitting around the house my brother told me that last night he saw a girl getting ramed hard and fast online and told me that we shoudl tri it wiht our dog im was shocked at first then i got thinking maybe i can get fucked by my dog for the first time.

i followed my brother to my room and brought our dog in and shut the door i sat dowen next to buddy patting him and then slowly moved my hand underneath him i felt a lil nub then i started to feel around on it it got bigger and i rerlsise it was his cock it got really big i bent down and saw it and i moveed nuder and licked it the dog moeda little then stay put.
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chris ask me what i was doing and itold him i just sucked the dogs dick he got horney over this and got naked. i then followed him to and took my cloths off.

i then spit on my hand and rubbed it all over my smooth ass and then got on my hands and knees buddy knew what was happen and then he jumped on my back and wrapped his paws around me chris moved qucick and grab his dick to not let it ram my ass he sloly moved it closer and coser to my hole till i felt the warm softness of his dicki then told chris to help the dogs dick slid in me he push on it to go in and it didnt work the 2nd time it did i felt a slight pain when it went in then chris let go the dog went wild.

buddy fucked my ass good i groan in plesure of how big he is i felt his dog balls slaping me and him pounding my ass made me real horney chirs got in front of me and i sucked his dick the dog was still fucking me hard then i felt warm cum in my ass and it came out of my ass and the dog licked it up i was not done here i wanted more dick so chris fucked  me hard next dog got happy again but thetime i layed on my back with my ass up and buddy fucked me harder it felt even more better the whole night i stayed up fucking and sucking cock the nex tmoring i did one last fuck with buddy while ever one slept the balls of the dog must of been loud slapping against me cause my brother walked ion on buddy and me fucking more to come on this story.

Kidnapping Keri - Part Two

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Kidnapping Keri - Part two

I have to admit that my new relationship with my sister Keri was exciting. I had taken our “captive” games to a new and exciting level. “Kidnapping” and fucking my sister had to one of most defining moments in my life. We were now in love with each other, and in love with what we were doing. I should point out that Keri was on the “pill”. Our mother had put her on the “pill” shortly after Keri’s thirteenth birthday.

Keri and I had our own bedrooms, but we shared a common bathroom, which was between both bedrooms. It was a “walk through” bathroom with each bedroom having a door to the room. When one of us was using

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it, we would merely close the door to the other persons bedroom. This was to change.

Keri was now my beautiful little naked sex slave. Every chance we got, she would end up being tied in a way to make her helpless and vulnerable to my sexual advances. She seemed to live for those moments when she was helpless to me. I would allow her privacy when she had to use the bathroom, but I ordered the doors open when she bathed or was fixing her hair or makeup. Further, I made sure she was always naked in the bathroom so I could see her. It was exciting.

If our parents were gone, we would shower together. That would almost always result in hot love making in one of our beds. I would not allow Keri to be dressed when we were alone. It seemed that we were completely absorbed with her sexual slavery. We didn’t even pretend to play the “captive” games. We were doing it for real. Keri would be tied, whipped, tormented, and sexually abused as a matter of course. We looked for any excuse to “play” with each other. Our parents never figured out what was happening, they just enjoyed the fact that their two children got along so well. I had to be very careful not to leave any obvious marks on Keri body that might betray our new relationship.

One afternoon, about a month after I had made Keri my sex slave, just after her fourteenth birthday, Keri asked me a question. We had just finished a little session. I had made her strip, after which I tied her hands behind her back. It seemed that her elbows were the next logical thing to bind as it forced her breasts out from her chest, exhibiting them very prominently. She has magnificent breasts that begged to be displayed and touched. I had made her put on a pair of my mothers high heel shoes, and required her to pose in front of me, in various revealing positions. The high heel shoes made her nice legs more shapely, and forced her ass to so stick out more. I loved this addition to her nakedness, and she seemed proud of the change.

After showing herself off to me, I lay down on my bed and made her to straddle me, impaling her pussy on my rampant cock. I made her ride my cock to a climax as I slapped her breasts. After she came back from the ozone, I ordered her to suck me to a climax.

I released her wrists and arms and had her lay beside me on my bed. I had my arm under and around her as she put her head on my shoulder. Her delicate little hand was stroking my semi-hard cock. We were basking in the after glow of a wonderful bondage and sex session.

Keri moved her head up so she could kiss me on the cheek. I kissed her back and gave her breast a squeeze.

“Jack, I love what we are doing. Can we do it forever?”

Smiling, I replied, “I sure hope so. I love us, and I love what we are doing.”

Keri was quiet for a moment, then asked, “What are you telling Jerry and Damon. They used to play “capture” games with us all the time. Since you made me your sex slave, we have not seen them.”

I thought for a moment, “Well, I guess I have been too busy with you, and just us. They have been asking when we are going to get together again, and when will we play our “capture” games. I have been stalling them.”

Keri asked, “Why? They have got to be wondering what is wrong.”

Now, I was not sure how to answer her. But, I tried, “Well, now we are playing “capture” for real. When you are tied, you are stripped, tortured for real, and raped, and sexually abused. I love it. I don’t want to change that. It would be very difficult for me to play our “capture” games and not do it for real.”

She was quiet, and I continued, “I had thought, that if we are really going to keep doing this for real, and not just playing around like we used to do, that I could allow them to join in and make it real for them, too.”

Keri remained quiet, and waited for me to continue. I was not sure what I wanted to say, but made an attempt to make sense of my thoughts.

“If you are really my sex slave, then you would have to agree. Of course, if you did not want to be my sex slave, then we would quit playing our games for “real”, and go back to what we did when we were little kids.”

Keri squeezed my now erect cock and answered, “Jack, please, I don’t want to quit being your sex slave. I really love you and what we are doing. I don’t want to give it up.”

“Well, what should I do”, I asked?

Keri paused, “Oh, Jack, I don’t know what to say. I just don’t have an answer.”

She remained quiet for a moment, “I don’t know, Jack. I love you. I will do what you want me to do.”

I am sure my cock leaped in her tight grip. My hear skipped a beat. I could not believe Keri was telling me to do what ever I wanted to do to her. I hugged and kissed her. Rolling her on her back, I climbed above her and slipped my rigid cock into her sweet pussy. In a matter of a minute or two we both we coming with each other.

Damon was the only one of my two best friends in town. Jerry and his parents were in Seattle. Jerry’s father worked for a company that was transferring him to that city. Now they were there looking for a new house to buy. I decided not to include Jerry in our expanded “capture” games with Keri. I invited Damon to come over the next morning for play the game. He readily accepted.

After our parents went to work, I instructed Keri to get “dressed”. She had a bikini ensemble that was perfect. The top was very revealing, just covering part of her breasts. The bottom was just a little more than a thong. There was a pleated matching mini skirt that matched the bikini. It could be worn away from the pool area, hiding the wearers nearly exposed buttocks. I had her wear this outfit, along with a pair of my mothers black patent leather high heels. She was absolutely stunning. My cock was ready to leap from my trousers.

After Keri completed her makeup, I bound her wrists behind her, and again with the elbow ropes. I loved this tie as it made her breasts even more magnificent. I kissed her, and placed a gag of stuff handkerchief in her mouth, tightly securing it with another handkerchief which was tied around her face and head. Keri looked incredible.

Before Damon arrived, I had Keri parade and pose for me. I was wondering how Damon would react to the advancement of our “capture” games. Keri seemed nervous, yet there was an excitement in her eyes that told me she was ready to obey me.

Damon arrived about fifteen minutes later. I placed Keri in the closet in the hallway next to the family room. Damon arrived, and I explained the new rules of the game.

“Here’s the deal. First, if you repeat anything about what we are going to do this morning, you will never be allowed to play our games with me and Keri again. Do you swear to never say anything about this to anyone, ever?”

Damon looked at me, questioningly. “Yeah, man, I promise. This sounds mysterious.”

“Well”, I replied. “It is serious. In the past when we play “capture” or “kidnap” games, we played for pretend. If we had kidnapped Keri for real, then we would have done anything we wanted to her. We held back because it was only a game.”

Damon looked even more confused. “What does that mean, “for real”.

I tried to make him understand. “Hey, man, you’ve read books about what happens to a girl or woman when she is kidnapped or captured. The gangsters and bad guys do what they want with the woman. Those guys were not pretending. That was for real.”

“Does that mean we are going to kidnap Keri, for real, and really do things to her”, he asked?

“Yeah, that’s what I mean. I decided to quit playing games, and do it for real. Keri has submitted.”

Damon’s eyes were wide with wonderment. “Wow! Man, that’s heavy.”

“O.K., remember, she is my sister, and I am in control. I will decide how much and what we do. O.K.?”

“Yeah, sure, whatever you say”, he said. His mouth seemed dry from anticipation, and already I could detect a bulge in his trousers.

“O.K., have a seat on the couch, and we will get started. I have already kidnapped Keri, and tied her up. I will get her, and we will get started.”

Damon sat down and watched me walk to the hall closet, and open the door. He was even more amazed when I brought a helplessly bound and fantastically costumed Keri from the closet. I led her into the family room as Damon watched with amazement and lust written all over his face.

I slapped Keri’s tight ass and ordered her to pose and parade around for Damon. She was amazing, and Damon was awestruck. He could not take his eyes off her.

“Damon”, I said, “Our captive is a wealthy woman, and I have kidnapped her for ransom. No one has paid the ransom, so I have decided that we will torture her until the ransom is paid.”

I untied the strings holding the bikini top on Keri, and the top fell to the floor. Damon was speechless. I reached around Keri and grasped her breasts, squeezing and pinching them.

“Prisoner, since no one has paid your ransom, you will pay the price”, I said. Keri just moaned behind her gag.

I reached down and removed the mini skirt. Turning Keri around and making her face me, I hugged her to me, pressing her breasts against my chest. I gave her sweet ass several swats, and then removed her bikini bottom, leaving her standing there bound, gagged, and wearing only a pair of high heel shoes. My handprints were obvious on her ass. Damon was dumbstruck.

“Prisoner, go to my friend and let him examine you.”

I grasped Keri’s bound wrists and pushed her to where Damon was sitting. Her breast jiggled as she walked to where Damon was.

“Prisoner, lean over, and offer your breasts to my friend”, I ordered.

Keri bent over and offered her breasts. Damon was quick to take them into his hands, kneading them and teasing her nipples. After a few moments of this, I ordered her to turn about and offer her ass for inspection. This she did with aplomb. Damon was quick to seize this opportunity to feel and stroke a magnificent ass. He even gave her a few substantial slaps on her bottom. Finally, I ordered her to face Damon, and spread her legs, exposing her pussy. Damon grasped her Venus Mons. He toyed with her nether lips and inserted his finger into her heated passage. Keri started to moan and move her hips slightly. I stepped up behind her and pulled her back into my chest, to support her. I cupped her breasts and played with them as Damon was busy rummaging through her pussy. Keri was absorbed in what was happening to her. Her bound hands found my rigid cock and was stroking it as well as she could, considering her stringent bondage.

After Damon had thoroughly inspected my beautiful sister, I led her and Damon to my parent’s bedroom. They had a wonderful old four poster bed. I placed Keri on her knees, with her back against one of the bedposts. Using several strands of rope, I tied her to the post. She could not squirm, or wriggle loose. Next I blindfolded her. She knelt there, naked and bound to the bedpost while Damon and I undressed. I picked up the small leather whip I made to use on Keri’s breasts. Now was an opportune time.

“Prisoner”, I said with authority, “No one has ransomed you, so you will now pay the price.”

I removed the gag from her pretty mouth, and allowed her to breath fresh air through her mouth. She did so with relish.

“Prisoner, there is a dick in front of you face. You are to kiss it, and tell me if it is mine, or Damon’s. If you are wrong, you will receive five strokes of the whip across each tit, for a total of ten lashes.”

I stepped up and put my cock to her lips. Keri kissed it, and tickled the tip with her pretty pink tongue. I then had Damon step up and do the same. Keri treated his cock in the same manner. Damon closed his eyes. He was caught up in the moment. At least he did not moan, giving Keri a clue whose cock she was kissing.

“Now, prisoner, whose cock was first and whose cock was second? Was it the same cock, or were they different cocks?”

Keri paused for a moment or two, the almost whispering, replied. “Sir, the first one was Damon’s. In fact I think both kisses were on Damon’s cock.”

“Cunt, you are wrong on both counts. The first was my cock. For that mistake, since it was two questions, you will receive ten strokes on each tit.” Keri bit her lip and trembled slightly.

I picked up the whip, and brought it down sharply on her right breast, followed by a similar lash on her left breast. Keri tried to struggle, but she was too well tied. After five lashes on each breast, she was beginning to moan and attempt to avoid the lash.

The next ten lashes were delivered by Damon. He loved this torturing her for “real”. His cock was rampant. He was in a fantasy world that was beyond his wildest imaginations.

“Prisoner”, I said. “Now you will take each cock into your mouth. Again, tell me whose cock you are sucking. Fail, and you will pay the penalty.”

I had Damon put his cock in Keri’s mouth. I allowed her to suck it for about 20 seconds. Then quietly I stepped up and put my cock in her mouth. She sucked it vigorously for about 20 seconds. When asked, she said she thought the first was mine, and second cock was Damon’s. Wrong again!

Again her breasts suffered another ten lashes each. By the end of the last lash, se was gently sobbing. I let her regain her composure, and pressed on.

“Prisoner, you have failed miserably. In order to help you out, you will have a cock placed in your mouth. You will suck it and make that cock cum in your mouth. Based on that, you will tell me whose cock you have just sucked.”

“Yessir”, was Keri’s whispered reply.

I had Damon put his cock in her mouth. I was sure he had never been sucked off, and today was the day he lost that virginity! Damon was in heaven. Keri was working on his cock, while Damon was practically fucking her face. In just a matter of a minute he was cumming. He climax was so great that Keri could not swallow all of his issue. A small amount trickled from the corner of her mouth.

“Now, prisoner, who cock as that?”

“Sir, I think it was Damon’s cock.”

“Well, very good, prisoner. Just for that, I will reward you with a good fucking. Would you like that”, I asked.

“Yessir, I would like that. Thank you”, Keri replied.

I untied her from the bedpost, an escorted her to my bedroom. I put her in the middle of my bed, with her arms still bound and pinned under her. Leaving the blindfold in place, I got on the bed and entered her sweet pussy. She was hot. He pussy was a scalding caldron of female juices. She was a delight to fuck. Damon stood on the side and voiced encouragements.

“Hey, man, fuck that beautiful sister. Man, she’s not.”

I noticed that his cock was rigid and ready to go again. After I finished fucking Keri, I let Damon get on her, and fuck her with his rampant cock. Keri was humping Damon as he ravished her. She kept experiencing one climax after another. Finally, Damon had a massive cum, and collapsed on Keri. It took both of them a while to come back from the ozone.

After we had rested, we returned to the family room and sat on the couch. Keri was ordered to get on her knees, and use her newly released hands to stroke each of her tormentors to another erection, suck each cock, the use her hand to jack each cock to a climax. This she did. She seemed to love what we did to her, and loved playing with each cock.

It was time for Damon to go. He kept hugging and kissing Keri. It seemed that he could not get enough of her. He promised to return soon and play more “games”.

After Damon left, I had Keri sit next to me on the couch. As usual, I had my arm around her, stroking her breasts, while she was stroking my relaxed cock. We talked about what had just happened. She told me she had enjoyed the afternoon, even though she was very apprehensive at first.

“Sis, do you still want to be my sex slave and naked prisoner”, I asked?

“Jack, my big brother, I really love you. I love what you do to me, and let me do to you. I want to be your sex slave, and your prisoner. I don’t want that to ever stop. I will do what you want me to do.”

I hugged Keri, and kissed her for the longest time. Yes, I was in love with my sister. No other woman could ever make me feel like this. I was not sure what the future held for us, but I wanted Keri in my future, as my lover and “prisoner”.

Continued…

My Brother, My Sister Part III

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My Brother, My Sister Part III

By

Michele Nylons

From Part II

It was too much for me and I started to squirt hot semen, drenching my panties as he squeezed me harder. Tom grunted and pushed himself into me as far as he could, I was pushed hard against the kitchen counter as my brother's throbbing cock exploded deep in my ass. I felt the head of his penis pulsate against my prostate as he shot stream after stream of hot semen deep inside me. I continued to eject jets of come as his hand squeezed my penis harder through my silky nylon panties.

I moaned and squirmed my ass back against him to drain the last droplets of come from him. He groaned and collapsed against me, sated.

"OOOOOhhhhhh Sis, that was just so fucking good," my brother whisper

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ed in my ear and kissed my earlobe.

 

Part III

Tom eased back and his long thick cock slid out of my ass; he slid my panties back into place, pulled my skirt back down, and patted my ass.

"Well done Sis," he laughed.

"I really need to empty the old ball sack, and your ass was just the place to do it. Now cook my fucking breakfast bitch!" he scolded; any form of tenderness gone from his voice.

I sheepishly turned back to my chores as I felt my brother's semen oozing from ass and mix with my own semen pooled in the crotch of my nylon panties as it start to cool off and congeal.

"Tom, can I please change my underwear?" I asked, using a pleading, subordinate tone.

"I don't think so Mike, I mean Michele. When you have served my breakfast we might go back upstairs to where you keep your girly clothes and pick out something more suitable for company; but for now you'll do fine as you are" Tom answered.

'Company, Oh my God, what is my brother thinking of getting up to next,' I thought to myself.

I decided to shut up and get on with Tom's breakfast. As I laid the plate before him, Tom slid his hand up my sheer stockinged leg and stoked my thigh. I didn't move, I decided to let Tom have everything his way for now; after all he held all the aces.

Tom continued to play with my stocking tops as shovelled food into his mouth with his other hand. Then his hand slid up to my soaked panties.

"Oh fuck Sis, you're sopping wet. I must have come a torrent in your ass, and you're soaked in the front too," he laughed as his hand slid around and stroked my cock through the nylon panty.

"Well I'm glad that you liked that I gave you a 'reach around' but for fuck sake all that come in your knickers is disgusting!" Tom laughed evilly and then removed his hand and wiped it on the front of my black miniskirt.

"You fucking arsehole!" I yelled and made to slap his face.

Tom was too quick for me and grabbed my hand in mid air as he stood up and pushed me back hard. I tottered back on my high heels and fell flat on my ass on the kitchen floor, winded. I must of looked a sight, my legs spread, skirt rucked up to expose my stocking tops and soaked white nylon panties, and my thick makeup starting to run as I tried to hold back tears.

"You fucking well are a girl Mike!" Tom spat contemptuously.

"Now get your fucking faggot, girly ass into the shower and clean yourself up. And don't think this is over, I've just started having fun. When you've cleaned my 'man fat' from your ass and made up your slutty face for me again, I'll help you pick out the wardrobe for this afternoon's entertainment. Now fuck off and let me finish my breakfast you freak!" my Brother said, dismissing me from the room.

I skittered up onto my heels and slunk off to the shower. I had never felt so humiliated. Even the raping I had received from the street gang last night had some semblance of respect and tenderness. My Brother Tom was treating me like a two-dollar whore this morning!

I removed my come stained panties, garters, stockings and skirt then gathered up the soiled clothing from last night's 'adventures' and put them in the washer while I showered. I spent at least half an hour washing myself and gave myself a quick enema to clean out my brother's come from inside me. I vaguely heard the phone ringing and Tom answering during this period, but paid scant attention.

After three-quarters of an hour I retrieved my now clean clothes from the washer and placed them in the dryer. I felt refreshed enough to go to my room and get dressed. As I entered Tom was sitting on the bed surrounded by a selection of my girl clothes he had obviously taken from my secret hiding place at the back of the wardrobe.

Tom had laid out my red Lycra miniskirt, a black sheer blouse, black nylon panties and matching bra, and a pair of my sheerest black seamed nylon stockings. On the floor were my high heeled, patent leather, open toe, sandals. My blonde wig was sitting on the dresser amongst the makeup scattered there from this morning.

"Get dressed, Sis," Tom ordered.

"And put on lots of that slutty makeup you wear, just like last night. And…fucking get a move on; we've got company coming."

"What are you on about Tom?"

"Who have we got coming?" I sounded alarmed.

Tom grabbed me and threw me on the bed.

"Just do what you're told 'big Sister', unless of course you want our family and the whole neighbourhood to know about you perversion!" Tom yelled into my face. He stormed out the room and left me to dress.

I knew I had no choice but to comply as I plied on my makeup, making my self look like a cheap whore with heavily mascaraed eyes, ruby red lips, and rouged cheeks. I fitted the wig, slid into the bra and panty set, pulled my matching black garter belt over my panties and squeezed into the tight red mini. I eased the slinky nylon blouse over my shoulders and bent down to glide the diaphanous, black nylons up my legs and attached them to the garters. I buckled the high heels and bent down to straighten the seams of my stockings.

As I was I stood up and turned my back to the mirror to check my stocking seams were straight, the door had opened silently.

"My fucking oath Tom, she looks even better than last night, I can't wait to get my hands on her!" a voice I remembered from last night exclaimed.

I turned around and saw a jet-black youth that I identified as being the leader of the gang that had forced their way on me last night in the park.

"Well don't wait Tone," by Brother Tom, said matter of factly.

"Help yourself. Tony, this is my Sister Michele; Michele this is Tony. But what the fuck, you two met on a more than personal level last night didn't you. So, no need for formal introductions," he laughed.

"Go for it Tone!"

The black, heavily muscled youth sprang forward and wrapped me in his huge arms. He pulled me forward and I collapsed against him. He looked me in the eyes and then pulled my face towards his.

"Hello Michele," he whispered.

"Remember me?"

Just before his lips crushed mine I tried to scream.

"Nooooooooo!"

But his lips mashed against mine and my scream was stifled. Tony forced his tongue into my mouth and began to rape my mouth. He pulled me hard against him and I felt the growing bulge in his jeans as he kissed me. Tony's right hand released its grip from around me and went to my ass and began squeezing my cheeks through my skirt and panties. He rubbed first one cheek of my ass then the other as he continued to French kiss me.

I tried to struggle, but his grip was too tight and all I succeeded in doing was moving my lower body against him and arousing him further. His cock now felt like an iron bar against me. Tony's hand now reached under my skirt and started to caress my stockinged thighs. I was so breathless I thought I would pass out.

"Oh fuck yes, Michele," Tony whispered as his lips left mine briefly.

"God you are one sexy little girly-boy!"

He then proceeded to kiss me again and steadily force me back towards the bed. I had no control over the situation and as my legs came into contact with the end of my bed I fell backwards with Tony on top of me. He reached under my arms and dragged me up the bed so I was prone underneath him; all the time his lips were locked on mine. The only thing I could think to do was slam my legs shut in protest.

Tony broke the kiss and as I lay there panting he straddled me. He was sweating and breathing hard himself. He tore off his T-shirt and unbuckled his belt; he pushed his jeans down and lifted each leg to shed himself of the garment. He wore no underwear and I caught sight of his huge erect organ. It looked even bigger than the monster he had forced into me last night.

I prayed that this would end soon. Maybe Mom and Dad would come home, maybe Tom would take pity on me, maybe the world would end; what chance did I have?

Tony now lay on top of me, taking his weight on his elbows and began a series of passionate kisses. His hands roamed over my body, stroking and caressing. Eventually one hand reached under my skirt and began to stroke my thighs again. I felt him squirm on top of me and realised what he was doing. Tony was working his cock between my locked, stocking encased thighs. He started a slow steady rhythm as he dry humped my thighs, his cock trapped between them.

I felt him get further excited now and his kisses became even more passionate as his rock hard cock continued its steady fucking motion between my nyloned legs. I made a mistake. I opened my legs slightly to try and thwart his pleasure, and Tony immediately seized the opportunity. He dropped one leg between mine and forced them further apart. He pushed up with his hips and his iron hard cock came into contact with mine through the gauzy nylon of my panties. Tony immediately began dry fucking me through my panties, his hard member pressed against mine, only the thin translucent nylon between them.

I couldn't help myself. My cock began to harden and I started to push up to meet his thrusts. I responded to his kisses, driving my tongue deep into his mouth and mashing my lipsticked lips against his. The feeling of our cocks rubbing together with only the thin nylon panty between them was exquisite. Again I had gone from being the victim of a rape to willing participant, only because of my inability to control my arousal.

I was enjoying the dry fucking so much that I pushed my heels into the bed to force my crotch higher and harder to meet Tony's thrusts. I locked my arms around him and began to groan. I then felt the bed shift as a weight was added just near my head. I turned to the right and opened eyes and saw my brother's engorged member level with my face. I guess it was just instinct, but I opened my mouth and sucked the proffered appendage into my mouth, my lipstick leaving a red trail along the shaft as it slid over my lips.

I began to move my tongue around the throbbing head of Tom's cock, licking under the glands whilst keeping it trapped in my mouth, my lips clamped on the shaft. I heard my brother groan.

"Oh Sis, yeah sweets, that what I wanted."

Tony stopped thrusting against me and I writhed on the bed to indicate my disappointment, but he was only adjusting his position. He put his knees between mine and grabbed my silky, stockinged calves and lifted my legs up and locked them under his arms. I felt his cock prodding against the leg opening of my knickers and then felt it slide inside my panties and rest against my ass bud.

I was now getting exceptionally randy and began a steady long slow blowjob on my brother Tom. I kept his shaft clamped between my lips and moved my head up and down his shaft as my tongue continued to lash his tender glans. My own cock was rock hard and the tip had forced its way out of my panty waistband and was so sensitive, the friction of it rubbing on my skirt was painful. I reached down and pulled up my lycra skirt around my waist, fully exposing my panty clad ass and balls, my glans were now exposed and my cock was pushed flat against my stomach by the waistband of my panties.

Tony started to push forward with his hips, and his penis, lubricated by our 'cock-kissing' session, slid slowly into my ass. I relaxed my inner muscles and allowed him to enter me until his balls rested snugly against my ass cheeks. Tony then lifted my legs higher and placed my high-heeled feet over his shoulders, he was kissing my stocking legs, bending forward and moving his kisses up my legs as his cock started its outstroke.

I clenched my lower muscles tight and my ass gripped his cock as it started a steady in and out rhythm, on the in stroke his body rubbed against my cock adding to my pleasure. I was sucking Tom's cock to the same rhythm, his cock being swallowed deep into my throat as Tony's shaft pumped into my ass.

"Oh fuck Sis, this is just so good! Suck that cock honey!" my brother groaned.

"And take me deep inside you sugar," breathed Tony.

The pace gradually increased as Tony started to fuck me hard. He was no longer gentle, but was pounding his hard, fat cock in and out of me faster and harder, his balls slamming into my panty ass and grinding himself against me at the top of his in stroke. Tom was keeping pace and was now holding my head as he fucked my mouth, I was breathing heavily through my nose trying not to choke when his cock was fully inserted into my mouth, his balls banging against my chin.

And me, the poor little girl being raped? I was enjoying every second! I was sucking and licking my brother's cock, and rising to meet Tony's thrusts as I concentrated on squeezing his cock tight inside me.

The pace was now at a crescendo and both of the boys where groaning as they approached orgasm.

"Ohhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuck honey I'm gonna' come, I can feel it," groaned Tony.

"Ohhhhhhhh me too!" screamed Tom.

"Take it! Take it! Take it, sugar!" Screamed Tom, as I felt him push forward with a mighty thrust. He buried his face in my nyloned thigh and kissed me there as his cock started to spasm deep in my ass. He was pushing his cock into me as deep as he could, and grinding his balls against my panty ass to increase the sensation of his orgasm. I felt my ass flood with hot semen.

At the same time Tony groaned,

"Here Michele, take my load!" And he too pushed his cock deep inside my mouth down to the back of my throat, his hands forcing my head hard against his crotch. Hot salty sperm started to boil from his throbbing penis and fill my mouth. As much I sucked I couldn't swallow it all and I pulled my head back. Tom pulled his cock from my mouth and rubbed it all over my face as the last of his seed ejaculated over my face. The hot, sticky come was in my eyes, my hair, and all over my cheeks. My makeup was running as semen was smeared all over my face by my Brother's hot, jerking cock.

I felt the last spasms of Tony's orgasm deep in my ass, and my bother's hand squeeze my cock and stroke it in a tight grip. I ejaculated against my belly; I felt the hot come pool there as my dick throbbed in my brother's hand.

Mom and the Boys Part 2

justjim on Incest Stories

Part two

I’m sorry but memories can overwhelm you so I had to stop and finger myself.

 

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with my history,

Matt and I were really enjoying our sex.   Graham his older brother went to a catholic school across town and left three quarters of an hour before Matt, and so we would have sex in the kitchen on the table, in the bathroom, on the stairs. Infact anywhere, give us a moment and his cock would be in my mouth or pussy.   Then he would come home after school and away we would go again and of course most evenings when Graham went out. Matt developed a little trick of slapping my butt as we fucked, not really hard and not too much, just enough to make me jerk on his cock and to make my climaxes even better.

It had been some 4 or 5 weeks since that evening when we first fucked and I was asleep in bed.   When I looked at the clock, it was about 3 in the morning and I could feel a climax on the verge of erupting.   Oh my god, wet dreams now I thought, but wait what was this.   I could feel a hand on my pussy gently arousing me and another playing with my nipples.

Of course it was Matt but this was new he had never really bothered with my breasts although touching them would arouse me very easily.

So I decided to play along and pretend to be asleep.   However, it was only minutes before I came and he realized what had happened.   He took his hands away, my bedroom door opened and a shadowy figure lit by the faint street lights slipped out. I lay satiated and now understood why I had been so slimy the last few mornings.   The next day I waited for Matt to say something, but when he didn’t I decided to surprise him the next time it happened.   That night I stayed awake till very early morning but I had no visitor. After a few quiet nights I stopped lying awake.   It was nearly ten days later when I was awaken one by the bedroom door being quietly opened and saw a shadowy figure slip in and close the door behind him. I waited trying to keep my breathing the same, then realising I was laying on my side and as such making it very awkward for anyone to touch me.   I did a pretend moan and rolled onto my back and spread my legs. I waited and waited.   The clock went from 3:10 to 3:30 and just as I was thinking I had been mistaken or he had left, I felt a tug at my blanket.   A movement in the bed and then a hand touched my thigh.   Very gently it moved up my leg until it touched my pussy.   Gently it found the mound of my hole then slipped over it until it was fumbling with my vaginal lips.   A finger slid into me and it took all my will power to not moan and rise to it.   As it gently worked in and out of my pussy I was worried he may know I was awake as I felt my juices start to run as I became so slimy with cum.   By now the other hand had found my breast however I had a nightgown on this night and I felt him fumbling at it trying to pull it up. I used this as an excuse to roll onto my side so I was facing him but at the same time making sure his access to my body was not restricted.   He stopped and remained absolutely still after I moved.   It was some moments later before he resumed his fingering.   I was now in an ideal position right on the edge of the bed.   My left arm was free and I was able to let it fall gently down till it touched the floor just in front of the figure kneeling at my side. I used the ploy of stirring in my sleep and reached out to find I had hit jackpot and a hot hard cock was in my grasp.   But wait this wasn’t Matt’s.   This cock filled my hand and was so thick my fingers wouldn’t meet around it. I reached over and turned on the night-light to find, Graham Jr., naked beside me.   I had not seen him nude for years but there right in front of my face as he stood up was a cock to die for.   Later I found out it was nine inches long and I was still unable to get my fingers around it by a good couple of inches.   To avoid a scene I had to think fast so I said well don’t just stand there squeeze in here and tell me what this is all about.   I’m sorry mom he said but I thought you wouldn’t wake up. Well jump in or you’ll catch cold and quietly because we don’t want to wake Matt do we.   He slipped in beside me and I asked why he had done it.   I knew you were lonely now that dads gone he said, and I wanted to make you feel better. Well you have, I said but I like to cuddle too so put your arms around me. He did and I felt his cock hard against my thigh as I snuggled towards him.   I let my hand slip down and grasped his cock thrilling at its size and thickness. I began to masturbate him and he moaned and his hips pushed upwards. He turned towards me and kissed me around the face so gently.   His hands caressed my breasts and my nipples became hard and stiff.   He sucked on them with his lips and titillated them with his tongue.   I was getting so excited.   His hands had found my hole again and he so gently began to excite me.   I pushed back the blankets because I just had to see his enormous throbbing cock in my hand again.   It was huge to me and up until then I had never seen one anywhere near as big or as thick.   It stood throbbing with huge purple veins in it.   The foreskin was back showing a dark red slimy knob even thicker than the stem that it was mounted to and it had a lovely exciting sexy smell.   I wondered if I could fit it in my hole.   Even as I was thinking, Graham Jr. pushed me back on the bed and taking his cock in hand began to masturbate himself.   I watched as his hand moved faster and faster.   His cock seemed to grow even bigger, and then it spurted huge streams of cum, hitting me in the face, splattered across my breasts and soaked my pussy.   I licked the hot goo from around my mouth and Graham did likewise from my breasts.   His cock had remained hard and as he licked he began to press it against my pussy hole.   The cum added to my juices making me wetter that my lips parted and I found myself being stretched to my limit as he pushed his cock into me.   He moaned as it slipped inside me.   “Mom you’re so tight am I hurting you?” Just be gentle, I replied, this is so lovely I never thought it would be so good.   At that moment I seemed to open and suddenly with a squelch his cock sank deep into my hole.   We moaned, he with the joy of feeling my tight hole embrace his cock and I with the feeling of being so full and stretched I couldn’t have taken another millimetre. We lay and our hands wandered over one another’s bodies.   He sucked on my tits and I kissed his head and neck.   Gently I squeezed his balls feeling his cock jump a little at each touch.   He began to work his cock in and out and with each stroke I could feel my vagina stretch as his knob created a wonderful suction effect.   I felt my climax rising and then his cock began to thicken in my hole.   It throbbed and began to jerk; my juices began to run as my climax came to meet the buckets of hot cum shooting deep inside me from my darling sons cock.   We lay stuck together like two dogs, as wave after tingling wave of excitement ran through my vagina each one bringing an answering throb from the huge cock inside me.   Slowly they abated and he gently pulled his wonderful cock from me.   As it slid out there was a sexy farting sound as the air rushed in and our combined love juices ran out. We laid together as he caressed my breasts and told me how he had wanted to fuck me ever since, a couple of years ago he came home early one day, peered around my bedroom door to see me naked masturbating on my bed.   He watched for a few moments then came inside his underwear without touching himself. He quickly ran to his room to change and when he returned from his room I was still fingering my wet little hole and he came all over again.

 

Now the weeks passed, Matt still had me whenever he wanted during the days and after school and Graham slipped into my bed late at night to fill the remaining hours of my nights.   My friends all began to tell me how good I looked and indeed the dark circles round my eyes had gone my skin looked brighter and fresher.    My hair looked shinier and fuller and I felt happier than I had in years.   Of course there are always flies in the ointment and after a few weeks they began to surface.   It became plain they both knew about the others position which caused not only jealousy but a kind of playing one against the other and to make matters worse one of their friends a local boy must have been told something because he began to make sexual moves grabbing my breasts and putting his hand up my skirt while whispering innuendos.   I was getting worried when a phone call made my day.   It was my stepfather, Trevor, whom I had had an affair with years ago.   They were getting divorced and he had heard of my problems and wondered if he could take me out to dinner. I readily agreed, as I had never really gotten over him.   He was like me, sexy and game for anything.   He always took me out in a dress he bought me.   My breasts were clearly visible and I would wear no panties and flash my little pussy at people.   We had several threesomes with guys we met this way.   They were never allowed to fuck me, my little pussy belonged to him, but he did allow me to give them a blow job.   Another thing he would do was fuck my mother then come to me with her juice on his cock and let me suck it or ram his cum coated cock inside me.   It turned us both on and the sex was great.   So on the evening of our date I dressed in my sexiest dress and stood waiting for him on the corner he had designated.

End of part two.

A Cute Cop Is Cuffed

DARK CLOUD on Incest Stories

Lee Douglas was a hardened criminal. He had been to jail countless times with his brothers (both real and fellow criminals) and survived each time. But what he like to do was get back in some way at the cop that had caught him. He was vindictive like that, he liked the “fucking police scum” as he charmingly described them to suffer in some way for his lost time and their cheek in actually catching him breaking the law. So not a nice guy then. And when Trish Hay opened the door to her New York apartment and found him lounging on her sofa and smoking a cigar she was worried.

Worried because her door was locked when she left that morning. Worried because she lived alone. Worried because she knew who he was. But most of all worried because he was smiling a huge, toothy whi

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te smile at her. She knew who he was because she was a plain clothes Detective in the NYPD and it was she who had arrested him for blackmail and intimidation of a witness two and a half years ago. He had gone down for that, served nearly two years and here he was sitting calm as you like in her sitting room. This wasn’t good.

“What are you doing here Douglas?” she spat out never taking her eyes off him. He was a big man, six foot five easily, and 250 + pounds, very muscular with a bald head. Very intimidating even to a cop of 7 years like Trish.

He just smiled at her question and answered coolly “I’m here to help you Officer Hay.”

“You? Help me? I don’t think so. Just get up and get out of here before I arrest you again for breaking and entering” (all the time trying to keep her voice steady).

“That ain’t no way to speak to an old friend who has come here to do you a favour.”

“You! A favour? Get out of here.”

He stood up, still with that wide smile on his face and reached for his inside pocket. As quick as a flash Trish drew her pistol and had it levelled at him shouting “Don’t make another move or I’ll shoot.”

By that time however Douglas had a brown envelope out of his jacket and he held his hands up mockingly waving the envelope at her.

“What is it?” she demanded, a cop in charge of the situation.

“Why don’t you look and see” and with that he tossed the envelope contemptuously onto her coffee table and resumed his seat upon her sofa.

Trish kept her gun trained on the villain as she inched towards the table, her curiosity getting the better of her. As she stooped a little to lift the envelope, Douglas spoke again in his slow, syrupy voice “You know, I never realised how pretty you are before.”

For a compliment it sounded awful like a threat. But it was the truth, Trish was pretty. She had long blond hair, tied in a functional ponytail, ice blue eyes and a very well kept figure, curvy 36” breasts and a butt to rival J-Lo. All the guys in her precinct had cracked onto her but she turned them all down she was married to the job.

She lifted the flap on the envelope and took out a series of black and white and colour photographs. Placing her gun next to her hand so she could grab it quickly she asked “What are these?”

Douglas was only too keen to explain “Those are some photos that happened to come in to my possession. If you look closely they show four guys in a car, unfortunately three of them are wearing balaclava’. That is ‘cos they have just robbed the bank on 32nd Street.”

Trish had heard about that job but not worked it. $200,000 had been stolen and a guard had been shot, though serious he was expected to pull through. To her surprise and increasing horror, Trish as she flicked through the pictures and they got clearer, began to recognise the driver, it was her Father.

Douglas waited until he saw the look of comprehension on the cop’s face then spoke again, “Hmm, seems we were able to convince your Dad to help us with a problem we had regarding a driver. Also if you look at the last photo you’ll see the gun that shot the guard in a plastic bag in safety deposit bag ready to be handed over, now your dad never shot the guard but I’m afraid his prints are all over the handle so I don’t think anyone’s gonna believe him, do you?”

Trish just sat at the table unable to tear her eyes away from the pictures. This was bad, real bad.

“Now if I were to do my citizenly duty and hand in those photos and that gun (not me, but one of my more respectable friends you understand) I’m sure your dad would be facing a 10 year stretch easy, eh? I would guess he’d probably try to cough up some names to try and wriggle out of it. So he’d go down as a snitch and the dad of one of the city’s coppers. How long d’you think he’d survive inside?”

Trish turned a resigned face toward the smiling criminal and asked “What do you want?”

His smile just got bigger.

Her mind raced through all the possibilities of what this vile man might want from her: money (she didn’t have much), power (she knew some of the police worked for the criminals but the thought appalled her) or…..

“What I want my dear Officer Hay is revenge, redemption from you. You were responsible for me being out of commission for two years and if you want your dear daddy to stay healthy and free you’re gonna do exactly what I tell you.”

“Which is what exactly” Trish spat back with bravado she did not feel.

“First thing you are going to do Bitch, is get your pretty ass up to your bedroom, then you are going to strip buck naked outta those dirty police clothes, then you are gonna get down on your knees and wait for me. Oh and you can put these on so your arms are behind your back (and he threw a standard police issue set of handcuffs to Fiona).”

God this was worse than she had thought. There was no way she would do that, no way.

“You make your mind up now ‘ho. Don’t think I won’t pass that info on your old man on either, believe me I will get revenge on you one way or another. Your decision.”

She made a snap decision, he was telling the truth she could tell that and he would do exactly as he said. So how much did she care for her dad? The same dad that had cared for her when her mother had run off with another guy twenty years ago, the same dad that had supported her through thick and thin even when he lost his job and struggled to get another and wouldn’t accept help from her. The answer was, she cared enough and she felt an empty feeling in the pit of her stomach as she saw Douglas’s smile stretch even wider as he watched her nod acceptance and head upstairs.

Trish ascended her carpeted stairs on shaking legs. Her heart hammered in her chest and she felt in a daze. What was she doing? Could she still back out? Oh god, what would he do to her?

She entered her large bedroom walking like an automation and removed her jacket and stepped out of her skirt. She sat to roll off her stockings and threw them in the corner with her other clothes (most unlike her, she normally folded everything neatly – but then, this wasn’t like most days). With unsteady hands she unbuttoned her cream blouse button by button, each one that came loose being a step towards the humiliation the knew she would have to endure to save her father. Actually, humiliation would be the best, Douglas had a reputation as not a nice character, she seemed to remember violence on his rap sheet. Oh god, what was she doing?

The blouse came off and she threw it into the corner, tears starting to form in her eyes.

“Dammit! Stop that. You are not going to give that bastard the satisfaction of seeing you cry” Trish swore to herself under her breath, trying to gather herself for the ordeal to come.

That resolve was tested as she reached behind herself and unclasped her white bra and released her breasts. They bounced into freedom and Trish shivered at the thought of Douglas seeing and pawing them. She wasn’t a vain person by any means but she was proud of her figure and in particular her bust. It was firm and large and much envied. And then she slid her panties off, flinging them hard onto the pile in the corner. Despite the central heating in her apartments she felt cold, standing there naked next to her bed. She wondered if she could back out still, get dressed, storm downstairs, order him out, accept the consequences. Yet as she thought that she was fingering the stiff handcuffs and slowly lowering her naked form onto her knees.

She felt so exposed and vulnerable there and even worse when she attached one of the cuffs to her left wrist then somehow managed to place her arms behind her and quickly, before she backed out, she fitted her wrist into the open cuff and managed to lock it on place. Now there was no way back and she knelt there, naked and hands cuffed behind her back awaiting her fate.

She had only seconds to wait before hearing heavy footsteps begin to ascend the staircase.

Lee entered the room and Trish was immediately intimidated. Partly because she was on her knees and he towered over her on his tall frame and partly because he had striped naked and his body was an imposing and impressive sight. He was sleek and defined and muscular in all the right place but most noticeable of all was his cock. It looked and was huge. Trish had not had too many boyfriends but this appeared to be double the size of any other one she had seen (or felt) before. It was 14inches in length and although not too thick it still presented a scary prospect to the blonde policewoman. Also it’s state of semi arousal seemed to confirm in Fiona’s mind what kind of treatment the criminal had in store for her.

For his part, when he entered the room and saw the pretty blonde on her knees, his wide grin became even larger and he hurried to check that the handcuffs were in place as well.

“Damn Bitch, you look good like that. I gotta tell you like you a lot better like that than pointing your piece at me in the street, or questioning me at the station or smirking at me in court. You remember doin’ that Bitch?”

Trish ignored his jibes, thinking her best defence was to say or do nothing to provoke him and hope she could get out of this with the least amount of trouble (some hope!).

Lee just turned around when he got no answer and took in a duffel bag he had left at the door, he dropped it in front of his captive and slowly withdrew a standard police issue nightstick from the bag and stood over Trish as if he were about to strike her with it. She winced in preparation for the blow but it never came and when she opened her eyes he was smiling down at he again and rubbing the weapon alongside his own penis. Seeing her watching him he proffered the nightstick at Trish and ordered her to lick it. She considered ignoring him but then considered her position and obeyed, her pink tongue drawing itself along the wooden length of the weapon.

“Now let’s see how much you can handle Bitch” announced Lee and he pushed the stick into her mouth, past her teeth and into her throat until she gagged and spluttered” Lee laughed at her plight and stated “Shit, girl if that’s all you can manage I’m gonna spear you like a kebab, now you get licking at that end ‘cos I’m fixing on jamming it up your sweet asshole next.”

He laughed again at the wide eyed look Trish shot him at that comment, but noted that she got to work covering the club in as much saliva as she could manage. There was little doubt he was getting off in having her in his complete power and control as his erection was now fully erect and she could barely avoid it prodding her face as he tormented her with the nightstick.

He pulled the length from her mouth and asked “You ready to take this in the ass copper?” and laughed when she shook her head no, a lot of her earlier composure gone.

“No? Oh well I guess you want this then (with that comment he bounced his mammoth dick off her forehead contemptuously). No? Oh well, back to plan one.”

With that he shoved Trish over onto her face, prised her ass cheeks apart and slide the end of the nightstick up and into her bum hole. It wasn’t too sore but Trish sure looked uncomfortable, and that only increased when he rocked her back onto her knees and she had to kneel there with the handle sticking out and being pushed harder up by the floor whenever she sat back.

“Now, don’t you worry none honey ‘cos I intend to make sure that cute little pussy and that hot mouth of yours gets plenty action too” and with that he reached into his bag again.

Lee dipped his hand once more into his bag. This time he took out a very large, black vibrator. It was seriously thick in girth (around about 3”) and was about 8 inches in length. It has very realistic looking veins along it’s side and the only aspect of it that didn’t resemble real life was its scarlet base. He wasted little time in crouching before Trish and using his fingers to spread her pussy lips.

“Damn, you is hairy down there girl. We’ll have to change that” he stated baldly.

But he wasn’t doing that just now as her slid the thick chunk of plastic phallus into her vagina as far as he could and twisted it’s base to set it vibrating inside her. He enjoyed the shocked look of discomfort on her face as it started up and as she wriggled to accommodate it the nightstick pushed further into her ass.

“Now Bitch you can enjoy yourself with those two instruments and rest assured if either one comes out then I will phone one of my brothers and they can replace it with some real man meat understand?”

Suddenly the nightstick and vibrator weren’t so bad thought Trish, then he said “Now you’re getting seen to I should be getting pleasure too you just open up that copper’s mouth of yours and me and my cock gonna have a party in it.”

She considered keeping it tightly shut but then looked at her situation, he had all the evidence against her father, she was by her own actions naked and cuffed and compliant before him and she had two large object already inserted in her most private of holes (and she was tingling from that dildo already). So she slowly and reluctantly prised her dry lips apart and focused her eyes on the mammoth slab of meat that was advancing towards her.

Lee was all smiles as he stepped forward his cock jutting out stiffly at right angles to the rest of his body.

“C’mon Officer open a bit wider, don’t want to have to shove it past those white teeth of yours.”

He didn’t give her much time to react though as he ploughed his monster dick between her cherry red lips and without instruction her tongue went to work on his throbbing bell end. By now Trish had decided that she needed to do what it takes to get out of there with minimum fuss and pain. If that meant sucking him off then so be it. So her tongue ran smoothly around his member and began to pleasure him, after all getting him off as quickly as possible in her mouth was far preferable to him cuming elsewhere.

But Lee had far more in store for her, revenge would be so sweet for him. For a start he started to thrust his lengthy member further and further into her mouth until it was well in and entering her throat. Trish had never been invaded so deeply and panicked, trying to prise her mouth off the meaty object in her mouth. No luck there though, as the villain took a grip of Trish’s beautiful blonde hair and held her head in place as he began to establish a rough and fast rhythm of fucking her throat. Her eyes widened at this treatment and she rolled her eyes up to implore her attacker to be gentle with her, but received just another big grin for her trouble.

All the while the dildo in her pussy and the stick in her arsehole probed and moved inside her, driven by the rocking of her body from the fucking her mouth was taking. It was having an effect on Trish. As much as she was reluctant to be doing this, the three large objects in her were pressing some of her buttons and she was turned on.

Lee held his erection for over twenty minutes and Trish’s mouth was forced to accommodate it for all of that. It was so long that his balls never connected with her face, but they were big and full of cum and when finally he began to spasm and throb in her mouth uncontrollably she knew that he would be shooting it into her. It came in huge spurts and Trish could barely contain it in her throat and mouth. Her mouth was filled and she had to swallow some to let the rest in, but it flowed so freely that soon when he pulled out of her it was spilling from her lips and dripping humiliatingly from her mouth.

Trish scowled at the foul tasting thick liquid that was coating her throat and spilling from her lips, even the objects unwillingly pleasuring her could not mask the humiliation of swallowing this villain’s seed. Lee, however, seemed most amused by it all.

“Damn, you look good like that Bitch. On your knees with my cum on your lips. You were born for that Bitch. Now you just finish up drinking that man-juice down, I got a phone call to make and I’ll be right back for another shot on that pretty mouth of yours.”

With that he left the bedroom and to her consternation, Trish did just what he told her and licked her lips of the remaining cum and downed it hoping to lose the taste of it, but really knowing she would remember the taste for a long time. He returned shortly and seemed to be in an even better mood, and his erection was returning with a vengeance. He strode over to the kneeling blonde police officer and just as a porn actor would do he whacked the rigid stem of his cock against her chin and lips, taking obvious pleasure in the look of pure hatred she shot him. He finally stopped and squatted before her and spread his large hands over her equally large breasts and began to gently massage them before slipping his thumb and forefinger onto her nipples and giving them a sharp tweak.

Both knew that her body was reacting to this treatment and the two objects penetrating her holes, she was, unwillingly, being turned on and when he presented his cock to her mouth again she accepted it and began to massage it with her mouth. He built the pace much quicker this time and within mere seconds he was fucking her face as if it were a cunt and enjoying the fact her throat was gagging on his lengthy penis. As Trish struggled to catch her breath she saw movement behind Lee and watched as two more people entered her bedroom. Despite her head’s frantic bobbing she was able to identify them as Carl, Lee’s younger brother, and Missy, a renowned New York prostitute.

Lee noticed them as well and took great pleasure in pulling his cock from Trish’s mouth and spurting a new fountain of white cum over her upturned face in front of their new audience.

Carl was both younger and smaller than his brother but he bore the same crocodile smile and he flashed it at Trish now as he fully took in her plight. Her mind flashed back to the look of pure hatred he had given her as she had given damning evidence at Lee’s trial. He busied himself with a case he had brought with him and Trish soon realised he was assembling a tripod and affixing a video camera on to it and training it at her. Her heart sunk a little lower.

Missy had headed straight for the bathroom to “freshen up” but heaven knows there was little fresh about her when she re-entered the bedroom. Missy had been a good looking blonde at one point in her career, but twenty years of working the streets and an on-off drug habit had surely taken its toll on the 36 year old. Her long hair was now definitely ‘dirty’ blonde, her massive breasts were starting to head south under the force of gravity and her face was haggard and tired. She too gave a smile seeing Officer Hay in the position she was in, as they had met previously.

Only a couple of years ago Trish had busted Missy when she was a beat cop and had been pretty scathing in her comments about her. It all came flooding back to the policewoman as she knelt there thinking things just could not get any worse. Missy smiled and stood over Trish, dipped her finger in the fresh cum that hung from Trish’s face, tasted it, then took her time hocking up as much phlegm in her throat as possible and spat it onto Trish’s face and walked back the to laughing brothers.

Lee spoke again” It seems you two have met before. Now Officer Hay as much as I trust you it strikes me that after I leave you’ll find a way to clear your dear old father and decide to come after me again. Maybe you’ll fit me up again like last time (he smiled knowingly). So what I’m going to ask you to do for us right now is make a film with Missy here. You do what you’re told - Missy will guide you – and that will be us done, I’ll hand over all the photographs and the gun. Your old man is in the clear and I get a new video for my private collection. Of course, if you ever came after me again that video would start being copied and doing the rounds of all the precincts. I guess most every cop in the city knows who and what Missy is and they’ll quickly be told who you are.”

Trish shook her head despondently, she did not want to do this but what choice did she have. The shake morphed into an obedient nod of her pretty head, which brought another round of smiles from the other three.

“Don’t you worry none copper” mocked Missy,” I’ve plenty experience in front of a camera.”

“You just concentrate on doing what Missy tells you and everything will be fine. And make sure you look enthusiastic because we’ll keep filming until it looks it. OK?”

With these words of instruction Lee unlocked the handcuffs, freeing Trish’s sore wrists and hands but she only held them at her side as Carl started the camera rolling.

Missy walked up to the kneeling Trish and stood over, their whole body language being that of dominance and submission. While Trish was naked as the day she was born, Missy was dressed in her usual hooker outfit – a pair of high heeled black shoes (scuffed), fishnet stockings (two visible rips), a tiny miniskirt, a red low cut top and a cheap red coat. She was chewing gum as was her want and the first thing she did upon approaching Trish was to squat before her, run her hands over Trish’s magnificent boobs and then spit the gum into her hand and roughly place it in the tangle of Trish’s pubic hair. Trish made a grimace but caught Lee glowering at her from behind the camera and quickly changed her look to one of pleasure.

Missy spoke in her annoying New York accent “Why don’t you tell us what this sticky stuff covering your face is whore.”

God. The ignominy of Missy calling her whore and Trish only able to smile and answer obediently with “It’s cum Missy.”

SLAP!

Missy bitch-slapped her and told her “You call me Mistress, understand Whore?”

“Y-yes Mistress.”

Pleased with that answer Missy then proceeded to lick Trish’s face clean of the cum, holding it in her mouth as she went. There was a lot and Missy let her tongue linger on the younger woman’s face, allowing the camera to capture the erotic sight. Then Missy told Trish to open her mouth and slowly allowed the cum to drool from her mouth into Trish’s and ordered her to swallow I down. Which she did.

After that classic scene Missy got up to her feet and began to slowly strip off her clothes, off came her jacket and top to reveal a overflowing black bra which she unclipped to release her big melons, then her skirt was slid down her hips and off, followed by her stockings and shoes leaving her clad in only a tiny black G-string. This Missy instructed Trish to remove using only her mouth. Again Trish had to fight to prevent the revulsion showing on her face as she stretched her body up and forward and clipped her top teeth into the top of the fabric and pulled the panties down using just her mouth, the strip of pubic hair passing through Trish’s teeth as she got lower until Missy was able to step out of them and stand before Trish equally naked.

Missy got down onto her knees matching Trish’s position and reached out her hands and began to paw and knead Trish’s voluminous, firm puppies, tweaking and pulling at her nipples to get a moan from the policewoman. As Trish moaned Missy reached down with her right hand and pulled the well used black dildo from Trish’s cunt. Trish gave a shudder as it was removed and Missy wasted little time in presenting the love juice cover phallus to Trish’s lips and instructing her to lick it clean. Trish opened her mouth and took it in and began enthusiastically licking and sucking as the camera zoomed in to catch her enjoying her own juice.

“That’s it whore, you love the taste of yourself don’t you” sneered Missy and Trish nodded pathetically.

Missy moved around behind Trish and pushed her forward and in one movement wrenched the nightstick from her puckered arsehole with a loud pop. Trish felt a tight contraction as the object that had lodged up there for so long was removed. But that and any other feeling was quickly forgotten about as Missy brought the shaft that had been buried in her ass up to Trish’s face and instructed her to “lick this clean Whore.”

Lee, Carl and Missy were sure she would refuse and they would have to ‘convince’ her but Trish’s spirit was broken and she dropped the dildo and allowed Missy to feed the object into her mouth and almost mechanically she began the process of licking and sucking it clean.

Having watched her complete this Missy then reached down, took a grip of the gum tangled in Trish’s pubic hair and ripped it out – along with a swath of pubes-eliciting a squeal from Trish who felt like crying now. Missy had little problems pushing Trish onto her back and spreading her legs, she took an electric shaver from Lee and look no time at all in shaving Trish’s pussy nice and bald. A big contrast to it’s previous state.

Missy then stood before Trish, her hand on her hips and commanded Trish to “get her whore tongue to work in pleasing her” and grabbed Trish’s face and thrust it into her crotch.

Trish could hardly believe that here she was about to give oral sex to the pussy of one of the most used prostitutes in the city but had no other option but extend her tongue and lap slowly at Missy’s pussy lips, hoping that would please her. All four people in the room knew this would destroy Trish’s career if it got out and three of them knew they had her where they wanted her. Missy kept a rough hold of the head at her crotch and ground it into her telling her to ‘get her whore-cop tongue right inside her’.

She did that and in her mind knew she was putting her mouth where thousands of cocks had been previously and Missy smelt of them as she probed deeper and began to engulf the prostitute’s clit. Missy was really getting off on this, both the treatment to her pussy and the whole kinky situation and in very little time she came all over the pretty policewoman’s face. Trish had little time to react to this indignity before Missy spun around, leaned over the bed and present her arse to Trish’s face and said with conviction “Now you can clean that hole as well whore.”

Missy felt Trish’s soft hair brush her bum cheeks as she leant forwards and gave the camera a beaming smile, she was loving this, humiliating that little bitch of a copper who had arrested her. She reached behind and found Trish’s head and pulled her right in so she felt her tongue on her arse crack. She kept her there for a good five minutes, licking at Missy’s well used arsehole until Trish felt she would be sick. Missy eventually pushed Trish onto her back and resumed her position with her backside on the cop’s face and slowly smothered her under her backside. It had all been too much for Trish and she blacked out and lay unmoving as Missy got up of her. Finished now, or so they thought until Carl had an idea as to how they should wake her up.

They got the camera in for a close up as Missy stood over Trish’s face and perfectly captured the golden shower of piss that Missy cascaded over Trish’s face to bring her round. The piss streamed over her face and onto Trish’s bedroom floor.

Missy smiled at the spluttering and awakening beauty below her and taking a $10 dollar note handed to her from Lee and took extreme pleasure in popping it between Trish’s teeth and telling her she was a “good cheap whore” as the tape came to a close.

That seemed to be the perfect end and Lee, Carl and Missy got dressed and tidied and left Trish recovering on her stinking floor, knowing that somehow, some way she had to get revenge on the people that had humiliated her so.

How I Spent My Summer Vacation (Pt.1)

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I had just finished my final exam and was headed home for the summer. Being an arts student, I had kind of gotten used to the city, I had my own little bar, my own café, places in the river valley I could go, it was great. But there was no artsy little bar at home, there wasn’t even really an arts scene. I was doomed to a summer without the typical weirdos that kept my life entertaining. No one to arrange scissors in psychotic patterns outside the Psych ward of hospitals with me, no more random parties full of people I’ve never met before that turn into sexual misadventures, this was going to be a boring five months. I got home, crawled into bed, and went straight to sleep, tomorrow I would have to get ahold of Karinn and get out of this town for a few hours. God, it was m
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aking me sick already. Karinn and I went to a play that an old friend of ours directed. The play itself was mediocre, and it took us most of an hour to find the after party. The plan was to have a few drinks and leave, even in the city, The arts scene wasn’t the same as it was upstate, kind of a boorish crowd. But after I lied about my opinion of the play to my friend, hes sat us dawn and introduced me to this girl, There was… Sort of a weird vibe I was getting from her all night, so I thought I may as well introduce myself. “Dan, I want you to meet Rene” My friend said. “Wow, you have a pair of supernaturally blue eyes” I said. She did, Much more blue than any eyes I’ve ever seen. “Oh, it’s not natural” she replied as she took one contact out to reveal a much more grey-blue eye. “I know, I did say supernatural, didn’t I?” She laughed, god she was tidy. Petite little pale girl, couldn’t’ve been taller than 5’2” with black hair down to her chin, blue tips. She was wearing a red and black corset, and a super-short skirt. Like I said, she had supernaturally blue eyes. “So what do you do” She asked me. “Oh, I’m a student at U of V” “Really? I’m going there in the fall! What year are you?” “Well, this fall will be my second.” “What’s your major?” “Performance art.” “ah, an actor?” “well, eventually I’m going into it, yeah, what about you?” “Art” “Which art?” “Art, art, you know, with paint and clay and paper?” “well maybe we should get together and I’ll show you around campus” “I’d like that.” “What part of the city are you in?” “Oh, I’m actually just here because my sister’s the lead” “really? I really liked her” I lied. “She was shit and you know it, she’s only in this because she fucks the director” “Ok, yes, to be honest, I felt like jamming a pen through an eye so I would have an excuse to leave, but I’m glad I didn’t” “Why’s that?” “Because then I wouldn’t have gotten directions to the after party” “What’s so great about this party?” “Well, you’re here” I started pouring on the charm, she winked at me, and rubbed her foot up my thigh. “Fair enough, but sadly, not for long,” She replied. Digging through her purse “Let’s exchange digits though, I would really like to see you again” She handed me a card, it read: Rene Slandrich 356-737-8989 The rest of the card was blank. “You had cards printed up?” “Well, why not, I just had them done last week, that’s the first one!” “Well, for those of us who don’t have cards on hand, do you have something I can write on?” She held out her hand and a pen, I jotted my name and number on the back of her hand. “That’s me.” “Well it was a pleasure” Rene said. “Oh no, the pleasure’s all mine.” A tall, black haired girl who looked like a drunken Rene walked into the room. “You ready to go?” The lead actress said. Rene flashed me a weird little look, grabbed her purse, and walked her sister out., I stared at the card a moment, then put it in my pocket. I looked around for Karinn, she was making out with some guy I’d never met. He had one had on her tit, and the other on her ass, from this angle, I couldn’t blame him, she looked fucking hot tonight. She Picked up on me looking at her and got up immediately, the other guy nearly fell over.she walked across the room and sat on my lap. “It’s about time you paid me a little attention, babe” She said. “Well I’m sorry, I got a little distracted” “I can see that, I take it you want my permission to fuck her?” “I don’t really even know” “Well, you have it even if you don’t need it, it’s not like I can blame you, I mean, if I thought I had a chance, I would’ve been all over her” “You’re such a cunt monger” “That’s me, bitch.” she replied, “Now lets go home and I’ll tie you up, you drive.” She passed me the keys and we went and grabbed our coats. There were two guys on the bed when we came in, though, they obviously either didn’t notice or didn’t mind our company, If I were with anyone else, we probably would have joined in, but Karinn tends to like her privacy once her clothes come off, se we grabbed our jackets and left. Driving down the highway, coming back from the party, I notice Karinn’s hand on my thigh, slowly moving up towards my cock, she teases me the whole way home, We play this game all the time, how long can we tease each other before we have to beg for it We pull in to Karinn’s driveway, It will be nice to get some privacy finally, between dorms and my parent’s house, I don’t get much of it, Karinn lives on her own. We step inside her house, I take off my coat, and my shoes. Karinn stops me before I head downstairs. “Keep going, you know the rules in my house” I take off my pants and shirt, I head over to her bedroom, grab my uniform, take off my underwear, and put it on. I look at myself in the mirror, I always liked the feel of body stockings, and any man that doesn’t like refitted silk panties is a fool, it’s so damn comfortable. I shifted my cock a bit so it slid out the crotch in the panties, I grabbed my cockring and put it on, then my collar. Karinn had me wear this every time we fucked, and god, it was hot, I was going to have a few more made up soon too, once I got a job and some money. I crawled downstairs to her dungeon, and assumed the position on her smooth, padded leather table. She walked in. wearing a little half-cup corset and a garter belt. She looked even better now than she did at the party, she walked around the table and fastened my restraints, then she crawled on top of me, her cunt rubbing against my stomach and gave me a kiss. She was soaking wet. I wanted her so bad, she grabbed my head and stuck it in front of her tit, I started sucking happily on her nipple, But I knew I had to tease her just as bad as she was gonna tease me if I wanted to come tonight. So I pulled back, and just blew softly over her nipple, it perked right up, I started to tease her with my tongue, exploring the rest of her tit without going after the nipple. She was going as crazy as I was. She let out a little wimper and I knew I had her, but then she mover down. She decided to get back at me by attacking my cock, giving it a few nice strokes and moving away, licking the head and then kissing my stomach. Then she moved back up, wrapped her legs around mine, and we were off to the races, she was moaning like crazy now, She was tight, and fuck, could she ever move. She started going faster now, digging her nails into my shoulders, I felt her cunt tighten up around my cock and I knew I wouldn’t las much longer “Fuck, I’m gonna come” She didn’t even hear me she was so gone, she gave a little jump and arched her back, I knew she was coming, and she tightened up, which pushed me right over the edge. After she recovered, she reached up and undid my arm restraints, then she leaned over and grabbed a blanket, she clapped twice and the lights went off, I was still inside her when I slipped into a long, restful sleep.

The Endeavour

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April 14, 1769

I begin this log in the tradition of my captain and to record my new command. I am the second officer aboard the Endeavour and have been charged with the building of a permanent fort on the island the natives call Otaheite. The captain, with astronomic and timely inference, named the project Fort Venus. The natives seem friendly after initial trepidation. They must have thought we were invading when our boats came ashore but that tense moment was handled brilliantly by the captain. He managed to convey the message that the chief’s enemies are his enemies by jabbing his sword in the air. Our fears took longer to subside. We were not the first ship to sail to this island. We were briefed about Captain Wallis and the Dolphin. Just two years ago, the natives wer

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e not so welcoming and attacked the ship by throwing rocks. Guns and cannons eventually pacified the natives. To make sure, Captain Wallis had their canoes destroyed. It explains why there are so many more native women than men on the island. As so many of the African natives I have seen, they are without humility and nearly naked. They are dark-skinned but not nearly as dark as the Africans and their facial features are more European. In fact, they are quite attractive. The crew has been affected by the native women and their exposed breasts. Restraining the crew will be difficult. We had been at sea for eight months. Restraining myself is without question as an officer.

April 15, 1769

We spent the day searching along the shores of the island for a good location to build. Our priorities are that it is accessible from the sea, that it is defendable and that there is building materials nearby. The captain assigned me the double duty of escorting Mr. Banks, the botanist. During the voyage, I tried to avoid the crude and drunken Mr. Banks and this day proved to be even more of an inconvenience. Although it was good to see the botanist excited with something to do, he slowed our progress considerably. He was a different man with his feet on the ground but no less annoying. He did point out why most of the trees would be unacceptable for our needs. Along our way, the native children followed and mimicked and giggled. The real distraction was the young women who flirted just beyond our reach but not beyond our attention. I had to keep the crew in a close group around the itinerant botanist. Many of the crew made feeble efforts to escape our company for that of the native girls. The day was fruitless and the effort was futile. We set up camp for the night and I established a guard, not to keep the natives away but to keep the crew from wandering.

April 16, 1769

Late in the day, we came across a reasonable location. It was the windward side of the island and more weather beaten than we had seen in this lush tropical forest but the wood was stronger and the point of land had our backs to the sea. It was also a day’s walk from the native village and that had become a concern. The natives had abandoned us so far away from their home. We began to set up a temporary camp where the fort would be built around us. There was no port but a ship could get fairly close to shore on one side of the reef. I decided to notify the captain that I had found a suitable location but I knew that I had not explored the whole island yet. Tomorrow, we will walk back to the village and the ship.

April 19, 1769

The captain took faith in my judgement with very few questions. I am disappointed that the ship will remain anchored off the village while we begin construction. The captain plans to depart and explore the nearby islands as soon as possible, leaving myself and a small contingent behind. Although he hasn’t said anything specifically, I suspect the captain shares my concern about fraternizing with the native girls. The captain may not have a proud lineage but he has proven to be an excellent officer and proper English gentleman. He would not likely be completely unaware of the crew’s behaviour but he might place too much faith in them. The crewmen simply take advantage of the situation and cannot be faulted. They have neither the breeding nor the discipline to resist their base urges. As an officer, it will be my responsibility to maintain control of the crew and demonstrate by my own example.

April 20, 1769

A feast from our hosts brought the opportunity to express our plans. The captain conveyed our intentions by drawing in the sand with a stick and making exaggerated gestures. He said that we would need a home if we were to be their allies. Earlier, he had given the crew orders that we were give every impression that we were there to stay, as neighbours. The captain also conveyed that we would like to train a translator among their people by teaching them our language. Then, the captain informed me that I would be obliged to teach their chosen translator. I respectfully offered that Mr. Banks is the scholar and would be a better choice. The captain insisted that Mr. Banks is not a naval officer and that he will be occupied. I accepted my additional duties with no further argument. He also suggested that I make an effort to learn their language while I teach ours. My duties were beginning to weigh upon me. The feast lasted for hours and throughout, their idea of entertainment continued. At first, the dancers were more formal and dressed elaborately and colourfully but it deteriorated into a frenzy of pounding drums and naked breasts. I was appalled at the debauchery of it all. Nearly naked girls gyrating and flirting to the pounding drums. In some sort of fertility ritual, a man and woman feigned having sex on the ground. The crewmen were straining against their lecherous natures and joined the dance. It was humorous to watch them mimic the native dance but I maintained my attention to guard their discretion. There was one particular girl that caught my attention. She would be considered beautiful on any continent. Smooth skin, full firm bosoms and taut abdominal muscles and the way she moved her hips, it was hypnotic with no pun intended. It was her face that captured me. Luminescent green eyes framed by raven-black hair and lips that seemed to be permanently puckered. What little clothing she wore left just enough to the imagination. Apparently, my own eyes caught hers and she invited me to dance. Naturally, I refused. I looked over to see the angry expressions of both the captain and the chief. I began to understand that the chief was offended that I didn’t accept their heathen generosity.

April 22 1769

I led a crew of a dozen and a botanist back to the village. We would be taking the boats to the location of the fort but we first needed to acquire our new student of English. Frankly, I was disappointed that the captain didn’t relocate the ship, at least temporarily. My task becomes more formidable every day but I will perform my duty proudly. I met the native chief, who seemed to be still holding a grudge about the declined hospitality, and he gestured toward his choice for translator. It took all my decorum to not object. He had chosen the same girl that had asked me to dance. I wasn’t expecting a girl, especially not her. Of course, the crew were happy to see her joining us. While rowing to the location, my mind raced with thoughts about how much time I must spend with her and how to keep the crew from teaching her more than proper English. My head ached but I kept my eyes on the horizon and the crew. Only the occasional sideways glance kept me aware that the girl had her eyes on me. I could almost feel her staring at the back of my head, desperately seeking my approval. She would not get it. I had no ill will toward her personally but my position requires that I remain aloof. It is not her fault that she was chosen or even that she is so beautiful but my duties can only be compromised. That night brought a storm and the men and I huddled under the overturned boats on the shore. Although the girl wanted to join us, I pointed her toward the trees and had some of the crew assemble a rough shod shelter out of driftwood and branches. She shivered in the rain and cold all night. I know because I didn‘t sleep either.

April 23, 1769

It was either the reddest sunrise I had ever seen or I was just looking through bloodshot eyes. The clouds sailed away and I ordered the men to build temporary shelters until a barracks can be started. The axes slammed into the trees all day while other crew members strapped wood and canvas together. Everyone worked hard, taking turns hauling and chopping. Nobody wanted to spend another night like that. I led by example and even Mr. Banks postponed his wandering to help as much as he was possible. Not exactly suitable chores for a gentleman and definitely not in his experience but he made an admirable effort. Surprisingly, or perhaps not, the girl was quite a talented thatcher. Work was still not enough distraction for most of the crew and they leered at her . Even my own self-discipline was tested by her considerable charms and I felt obliged to hide them. I offered her an old shirt and a pair of baggy ragged pants that I brought along for work like today’s. She accepted them gratefully and was marvelled at the gift of civilization. Fortunately, they fit her like a tent but I wish she had waited to change into them until I had turned my back. By nightfall, we had one large and one small shelter. They were ugly patchworks of rubble and canvas but they will serve.

April 25, 1769

Mr. Banks and myself had shared the small shelter. It was a tortuous night. I find it hard to fathom how such a well-bred man can be so common. He was almost drooling as he talked about the native girls and took no notice of my disapproval. I was tempted to confront him as he described our female companion in detail but at least one of us must remain a gentleman. Even in sleep, he could not remain quiet. I found myself with plenty of time to think about who are the real barbarians and questioning if the English are truly the superior race. Meanwhile, the girl was sleeping just a few feet away under the boat and only a scrap of canvas separated us. What kind of language could she be learning from our good botanist? Daylight brought a return to some semblance of normalcy and sanity. I ordered half of the crew to begin assembling materials to build barracks and the other half to forage for food. I asked Mr. Banks to lead and advise the latter. I ordered the latter to keep an eye on him and to go in the opposite direction of the village. Turned out that half the village came to us. They were curious about our project and were amused at our ramshackle huts. I had learned from the captain and made exaggerated gestures trying to describe the plans and European architecture. I received plenty of puzzled expressions. It seemed like an opportune time to begin English lessons and I had an eager class of children along with the girl. I just picked out objects and had them repeat the words. Then, I taught them my name and learned some of theirs. Her name is Hinano. May 1, 1769 The captain sent the first officer, Mr. Scuggins, to check my progress. I’m a little disappointed that the captain didn’t come himself. He brought along more provisions but they were hardly necessary. The natives were very generous with gifts of food when they visited and fish seemed to jump into our nets. Still, it was good to have civilized company and I was proud of our development. One of the first things I had taught Hinano, was to curtsey and introduce herself politely. I became a bit perturbed at Mr. Scuggins’ innuendos about Hinano and myself. I felt like the last bastion of civilization. Obviously, Mr Scuggins had not been leading by example. However, even I had to surrender to overwhelming forces. We were surrounded by native girls and I could not be vigilant with the crew all the time. I just kept Hinano safe from the crew’s lascivious whims. That wasn’t easy. Hinano is a friendly and curious girl but I occupied her time and her mind with my lessons. She is a quick learner. She had managed to build her own shelter. It looked like a tent made out of dried grass but still disgraced our huts. It was also elevated of the ground like the other huts of her village. I wish I had thought of that for the barracks because we were constantly brushing out crabs and insects out of beds. Many of the crew had abandoned their hut for hassocks further inshore. May 3, 1769 It has become apparent that the crew has not only been familiar with the some of native girls but they had specific girlfriends among them. I worry that the native men, the fathers and brothers of these girls will become offended but I almost wish they would. They think they are hiding it from me but I am no fool. What was so amazing was that these men are far from the pride of the nation and, yet, these beautiful young girls found them irresistible. I considered ordering the men back to sleeping in their huts but that would be like putting the cork back on the bottle after the genie had escaped. Let them be judged by God. May 6, 1769 I have been summoned back to the ship for undisclosed purpose. I decided to return Hinano to her village rather than leave her there alone. She expressed that she will be glad to see her family again. I was surprised to learn that her father is the chief. My little princess. I am so relieved that the relationship has remained platonic. It could have been catastrophic if the chief had been insulted. The captain received me in his quarters as dinner was being served. Mr Scuggins joined us minutes later wearing a smug smile. The captain seemed upset but not in an angry way. He informed me that he will be taking the ship to explore the nearby islands within the week and mentioned that the chief tried to warn him that the natives of other islands were unfriendly and attacked his island frequently. At least that was what the captain understood him to gesture. These other natives would take anything of value, including some of the women. Of course, the natives of this island would retaliate. “One heathen is no better than another. At least civilized people fight for ideals”, I mentioned. “That leads me to the other thing I wanted to talk about”, the captain added, “These people have been very gracious and it would be rude not to accept their …. gifts”. Mr Scuggins coughed and I looked up to see him biting his lip to hold back a smirk. I told the captain that I understood. He was relieved to put an end to that particular topic and asked me about the progress of the fort. I informed him that the we were having difficulty finding proper building materials but that it will be ready by the time we leave. We concluded dinner with a cup of vinegar, as always. The captain insisted that drinking vinegar would prevent scurvy but it made me nauseous and it spoiled a good meal. I spent the night aboard the ship to return to the island in the morning. Despite the gentle rocking of the waves and the comfortable bed, I found it hard to get to sleep. May 8, 1769 A new day brings a new perspective. I gathered the crew and explained to them what the captain explained to me. It got a little awkward. Mr. Monkhouse asked if it was an order to fornicate with the natives. “I cannot ask you to jeopardize your morals or your commitment to Christian values but you will not be judged by me”, were my exact words and the words I have always lived by. My absence had been a detriment. Virtually no progress had been achieved on the barracks. I notifed the crew that every moment of daylight will be utilized and they will be expected to double their productivity. I was no exception and I doubled my effort to teach Hinano our language. I felt renewed and resolved. Also, I reinstitued the captain’s tradition of forcing the crew to drink vinegar. If the crew will not restrain themselves, maybe I could encourage the natives to. However, for some of the crew, it could only improve their breath. May 13, 1769 What better to teach English than the Holy Bible. I found myself going through it again for strength and was inspired to share it with Hinano. Today, I read the story of Moses to her, with elucidation along the way. She understood God’s vengeance but not the sin that instigated it. We have much more work to do. Perhaps she will even teach her village of the one true God. There must be some sort of heavenly reward for that. Still, I have never been so tested by temptation. The smell of her hair as she turns her head raises animal urges from deep inside. The soft warmth of her cheek just inches away from my trembling hand. My dreams betray me and, in the morning, I pray for strength. May 15, 1769 I found myself questioning God’s will or, at least, his intentions. If this is a test , then why does he test me? Of course, it’s presumptuous and it’s probably a sin to question God. I wish I had paid more attention in church. So, I began to question my own morals. The difference between right and wrong or sin and virtue has a lot to do with circumstance. “Thou shalt not kill” except in defence of one’s country or quite a few other good reasons. This is not particularly profound but just something I always took for granted. I tried to think in those terms instead of the absolutes but then I wondered if I was merely attempting to justify my own desires. My head throbs and I still have no answers. May 17, 1769 May God forgive me for losing my will and my temper today. I found Hinano flirting with Mr. Banks and bruised her arm forcibly. I expected so much more of her and let her know of it in raised voice. “You no lick me”, She yelled back at me. It took a moment but I answered softly, “Of course I LIKE you” , as I held her hands. “You no want me”, she responded with a tear falling down her cheek. “Of course I want you”, I whispered before my lips touched hers. I felt like I was flying. I felt like I was falling into a bottomless pit. I left her leaning against a tree when I regained my intellect. May 18, 1769 I spent all night with a candle searching for the passage in the Holy Book that forbade my love and condemned my lust. I could not find it. Where had I been taught this? It may be the original sin but, without it, it would also have been the last. Perhaps I had found the paradise where Adam and Eve had been banished. All that is left is to take a bite of the apple. May 21, 1769 Three days ago, I gave my overworked crew a well deserved leave. They looked puzzled at first but soon threw their tools into the air in their jubilation. Unfortunately Mr. Monkhouse received minor injuries from a falling axe. Most of them began running in the direction of the village. I turned my attention to Hinano. I watched her sombre face slowly brighten until her cheeks dimpled with a smile. It had been a long time since I had seen that smile but this time it was just for me. It seems sudden now but the next thing I realized was that I was kissing her. We were embraced so passionately that the world around us seemed to disappear. Even the sand we stood upon ceased to exist. It was a little disconcerting and the world came back. I looked around to see who had witnessed this crime of decorum but there was nobody else around. Even Mr. Monkhouse had managed to limp away. We were alone and I was not going to waste another minute. My manhood could no longer be denied. I looked down at the rags I had given her and they looked better than when I had given them but they no longer suited her. I pulled the at the collars and the buttons tore away. She whimpered and I yanked my eyes from those round youthful breasts that begged to be touched. She was shocked that I had destroyed her gift so I took off my shirt and handed it to her. I pulled the rag off her shoulders and wished that I were not so much taller than her so that I could be closer to those breasts. However, my hands were at just the right height. They squeezed against the firmness and caressed the softness. Everything about a woman is a duality and a complexity. They give so much and need so much. Men are simple, by comparison and all I needed was her. She led me by the hand to her tent of grass and let go to slip inside. I stood there, mindlessly as I watched her slide the pants down her legs. It seemed so erotic that my old pants had been so close to her naked hips. Now it was my turn. I slid in beside her and removed my pants, trying to keep my modesty. As I kissed her again, it felt so good to be unconfined as I brushed along her thighs. I lifted myself over her and looked into her hungry eyes. She spread her legs to accept me and I felt the slippery wetness at the tip of my manhood that ached to be inside her. I pushed slowly into her and her head pushed back as her mouth opened. Her hips pushed up to take me. When I was in all the way, it occurred to me what a proud fool I had been. Her body just writhed gently below me but she moaned more wantonly than any whore I had known. She seemed so tiny below me and I wanted to be gentle but as my passion rose, so did my force. Both she and the timbers of the hut shook. It didn’t take long after such a prolonged absence but I erupted like a volcano and convulsed repeatedly. It felt as though I had drained my soul and the weight of the world had been lifted off my back. There was no going back nor did I want to but there was something that had been lost. Certainly it was not my purity. That had been sacrificed long ago. Perhaps it was my dignity. Without that burden, I was free. Between the more intimate times, we splashed in the water and played like children. In fact, I can not remember when I had so much fun, even as a child. We made love frequently and spontaneously, inside and out. Each time, Hinano became a bit more ambitious. I would get hard with only a touch or a twinkle in her eye and often before that. I enjoyed when she was on top so that I could see her. She would grind her hips on my full length while her breasts wouldn‘t move. It was as though she expanded and contracted on me. It was like she danced on me. I was surprised that oral sex was a part of the native vocabulary since I considered it a talent limited to whores. I had heard the crew teasing one of the men about his “French tongue” and I even made a brief attempt but felt embarrassed. I could have lived like that for the rest of my life but I have responsibilities. After two days and nights, it was time to retrieve the crew. I, also, wanted to show the chief my gratitude and allow Hinano to visit her family. Oddly, I had learned more of the native language in the last couple days than I had all month although I doubt that I could share any of it with the chief. We arrived in the village in mid-afternoon. I was wearing my best uniform and it felt uncomfortable in the heat. I had only been out of uniform for two days out of the last six months and now it weighed heavily on me. The village was busy preparing for another feast tonight. It seemed they were expecting us. The chief, for the first time, was happy to see me. Hinano left on her own activities and I searched for the crew. Most of the ones I found were caught in compromising positions. I did not scorn them. I just asked where the others could be found and asked for assistance to gather them for the feast. I sat beside the chief and enjoyed the spectacle as it grew into a frenzy. The natives had some sort of putrid alcoholic drink they made out of fermented fruit. I was pleased Mr. Banks had brought some of his Scotch. I knew he had some because I had smelled it on his breath at night but I never saw him drink since he had been on the island. I wondered how much he had us lug through to the camp. Again, the drums pounded furiously but now, they shook my heart. My pulse raced with the beat and my forehead beaded with sweat. I watched the erotic gyrations of the dancers and realized that I had become excited. I glared at Hinano as she danced just for me and I laughed along with the chief as the crew joined in. Hinano held her hand out to me as an invitation and I kissed it but declined again. I could not compromise my authority in front of the crew. The chief nodded in a way that was neither approval nor disapproval but, maybe, understanding. He, too, is laden with leadership. I tugged Hinano toward me and had her translate my gratitude for the feast and for their hospitality since we arrived. Of course, I had to phrase it more simply for her and I tried to decipher her words as she spoke in her language but both the chief and I beamed with pride in her. The chief had an announcement of his own. When he stood and spoke, the whole village stopped and listened and when he stopped, they all shouted in approval. Hinano, with a wide smile, translated what he had said as, “I so happy. You brother now”. It took me an embarrassing long time to understand that I had been paid quite an honour but before I would have insulted the chief, I stuck out my hand in the most appropriate gesture I could think of. He shook my hand and I swear I could have heard the crowd gasp as he did. Hinano explained, “Taboo touch king”. She had used the word, king, for her father before and I assumed that it was just her poor understanding of English but, I began to see the reverence they had for him. What was even more interesting was the concept of “taboo” and that these savages had some bizarre sense of values. I thought that they just did what they pleased with no sense of right or wrong. My mind reeled as I considered what they would consider as ethics. With just the local population in the thousands, they must have rules. For the first time, a revelation struck me that different may not be inferior. Certainly, they were primitives and pagans but, hundreds of years ago, so were my ancestors. For the rest of the night, I observed and tried to understand these people. They were congregated into three distinct groups that were too large to be families but appeared to be divided by wealth or social status. The differences in the way they dressed, their jewellery and even their unusual tradition of marking their skin all represented a type of social hierarchy. They were subtle differences but I had been taught since childhood to recognize and to classify. The festivities broke up slowly as men and women paired off and discretely left. Eventually, Hinano escorted me to a one of their huts. I watched her hips sway as I followed her and was reminded of the dancing, the naked breasts and the pounding drums. If this were to be incest with my new sister, then let me be damned. Inside, there were a over a dozen grass mats used as beds and they were full. The men slept on one side of the room and the women and children on the other. I tried to return her smile as I felt my heart drop. May 27, 1769 I divided the crew into two groups. One group to build a barrier around the barracks. The barrier would consist of a four foot ditch and a four foot burm, reinforced by stones. Perhaps it was more of a token than a fortress but it was more than necessary. The other group continued building more barracks but I ordered them to build them elevated of the ground, like the natives. I have become more involved in the fort but still made time to teach Hinano English Actually, I was spending more of the time learning about her and her people. I learned of an ordered society and a religion that reminded me of Roman mythology. I learned the names of the their carved statues which they called “tiki”. The families were centred around the mothers and grandmothers and they were the real power. There were marriages arranged by the parents and infidelity would be the exception rather than the rule. Jealousy was one of their taboos and discretion was highly valued. That, I learned all too well. Every night, I would sneak into her hut and make love so quietly that the gentle lapping of the waves on the shore seemed loud. Her moans were barely more that breaths while we ravished each other like an octopus on a clam. Every morning, before anyone else had awoke, I would return to my own bed. I protested this false modesty but she insisted on our privacy. It struck me that if she was unfaithful with anyone else, I probably would not know of it. I never gave her the opportunity. During the day, I watched over her and protected her. Almost all of the men had their own girlfriends but none compared to the prize of my princess. In particular, I kept my eye on Mr. Banks and hadn’t forgotten that other day. June 6, 1769 I can’t remember a time when I have been more content. The warmth of the tropic sun has penetrated deep into me and, in turn, radiates from me. I feel healed and whole and I see the world in a new light. It will be difficult to leave this place. There are moments that I feel I must tell her but they are followed by moments that I know she shouldn’t know. I have my orders and there should be no doubt but, when I look into her eyes, the truth is a shadow between us. June 15, 1769 The quiet peace of those days came to an abrupt end with the sound of gunfire. At first, I thought, that the natives were attacking and ordered the men behind the barricade. We waited with guns at the ready for the wave of angry natives but they did not come. Two of the men were unaccounted for as were two gunshots. Eventually, Mr Banks came stumbling through the woods. He was bloodied and wavering and, soon, fell on his face. This could have been was a trap set by the natives so we waited. When the sun went down, I led half of the men to retrieve his body. We turned him over and he was still breathing. He stunk of that noxious native alcohol and his wound was just a scratch on his shoulder. “Banks, Where’s Monkhouse?”, I asked. “Dead”, he slurred, “I killed him”. “Where!” I barked impatiently. He merely pointed before his eyes rolled back . I had three of the crew follow me back into the woods. We found Mr. Monkhouse lying on the ground, unconscious and with a quite a bump on his noggin. He had the same stench of fermented fruit. A few shakes and a couple slaps, which helped me more than him, brought him around. He was a bit more coherent than Mr. Banks and he told me that they had a gentlemen’s duel over one of the native girls. What nonsense. The girls give their affection freely, if somewhat quietly and there was a lot more of them than there was of us. Still, I might have done the same for Hinano, particularly with Mr. Banks. June 16, 1769 I gathered the men to talk of yesterday’s events. I told them that it was completely unnecessary. “After all”, I concluded, “We are only here for one more month”. The only good side of this is that Hinano had left for her village and did not witness this humiliation. She returned with news of another feast. I was torn about allowing the crew to attend. Would it be better to confine them from temptation and force them to fester with their obsessions or should they have another taste of native inhibitions? They had been infected by affection and their judgement had been compromised but, perhaps, the cure is the same as the disease. Then again, we could always go back to drinking vinegar. June 18, 1769 This time, I led the men back to the village in what came to look like a parade. I had the men dress in their best and armed. We entered the village in proper a military line and the natives came to watch. We may have looked threatening from a distance but our smiles gave us away. Our arrival was timely and I kept the men together for the hour until the festivities. Their girlfriends tried to pull them away but there will be plenty of time for that later. We sat as a group on the right side of the chief and I think he was impressed by my authority over them. He took pride in the way a father would. As before, the food and drink were abundant and the more formal dancers were a prologue for the raunchier proceedings as the sun went down. With Hinano translating, the chief asked about England and I watched both their eyes grow wide as I attempted to describe London. I talked of buildings taller than trees and wider than this entire village. I mentioned bridges and paved roads and drew a picture of a horse in the sand. It was difficult to describe how many people lived there in numbers that were beyond their comprehension but they were shocked as they began to understand. Hinano had an interesting question that I did not have an answer for. She asked if a single life is less important when there are so many. My focus went to the dancing in front of me. I realized that the current group of dancers were not a part of the village as I had never seen them before. They must be a troupe of travelling entertainers and they were definitely entertaining. They was a story behind their dancing and it was an erotic story. At one point, I wasn’t sure if a couple of them were actually having sex as the others surrounded them. There was one, in particular, that caught my attention. She was just so young and fresh but she danced so lasciviously. Her eyes, in one moment, could be so innocent but , in the next, so lustful. I could not stop watching her and she seemed to appreciate my attention. Her breasts were not yet full but enough for a handful. They were so round and proud and high on her narrow, fragile chest but, in profile, they were so pointed that they almost looked dangerous. Her hips were femininely flared but her frame was just too frail and her legs too thin to be fully grown. The light of the blazing fire glistened on her skin and reflected in her dark eyes. The fire seemed to be inside her and I imagined her touch as burning. She was just so young. I wanted her so badly but my conscience nagged. I had found the forbidden fruit of this paradise but, so far, nothing has been forbidden. When their dance was over, I continued to watch her hungrily at the side and she glanced back at me pensively. She gave me one long look and turned around to disappear into the darkness. I followed her instinctively. I did not think to excuse myself from my host or even think at all. My heart was pounding louder and faster than the drums and my feet led the way. Behind the village, in the silver light of the full moon, my eyes strained into the shadows. Then, a snap of a twig that must have been intentional directed my way. I found her kneeling, like a petite flower, in a grassy clearing amongst the bushes. She smiled at me in a way that was both delicate and knowingly wanton. She was still half naked and she faintly giggled as I walked to her. She held up her hand and I was about to take it and join her on the ground when she cupped my groin. I stood there as she fumbled with the buttons and her face just inches away from my growing member. She had probably never dealt with buttons before and by the time she got them undone, I had almost been undone, myself. She stroked it gently at first and then kissed softly. She kissed the tip and along the shaft and then her tongue darted between her lips. She returned to the tip and engulfed it in her mouth. Her hot mouth was such a contrast to the cool night air on my saliva dampened shaft. She sucked me in like an undertow and legs were unsteady from waves of pleasure. I could stand no longer and collapsed to the ground. The girl wasted no time at regaining her lips on me and I grabbed her head in my hands, pushing it deeper. She sucked and rubbed her tongue against me as if she were a calf on an udder. It didn’t take long for me to provide the cream. She just kneeled there as I moaned contentedly. I gestured her toward me and she surprised me by sitting on top of me. I wasn’t ready to go again but it wouldn’t take long with that view. I reached up, compelled to touch those amazing tits. I was gentle at first but was overwhelmed with the soft, firm, sensual and practical nature of them. I clenched them and squeezed them together and pinched the nipples until she squealed in pain. I did not intend to hurt her, I just forgot who they belonged to. I begged for her absolution with a kiss. I pulled her head toward me and touched my lips to hers. She returned the kiss with passion I had never known. She wasn’t kissing me, she was devouring me. She pressed her entire body against me and her previous feather-like weight made it difficult to breathe. I was being ravished and I liked it. I tugged at what I can only call a scarf that was tied around her waste and grabbed her taut ass. Again, I squeezed and pinched and she groaned but not in pain. She grinded her hips as she continued to molest my tongue with hers. I rubbed a finger into the damp pubic hair and along the folds. When I touched the little bump of her clitoris, she bit my nose. It didnt hurt but it scared me. I pushed my finger inside her and she grabbed onto it and grinded herself up to the knuckle. She gripped my finger so tightly, I wondered how I was going to fit. Her passion was almost overwhelming but it was also inspiring and I was back to being fully inspired. I pushed her back and undid the buttons on my tunic but could not remove it while lying on my back. I attempted to roll both of us over but she did not go for it. Understandable, the ground was cool and damp but there was no way she was going to be on top. Not today. She kneeled beside me as Í sat up and removed my shirt. She moved to climb over me again but I held her shoulders as I slipped behind her. Apparently, she liked this idea and poised herself for me to enter. I pushed in slowly. I had to, but once in, it fit just right. Enthused by her passion, I pushed hard and fast. Probably too hard. It was hard to tell, her ass was so firm that it would not shake. She was pushed off her knees and, now, those globes of her ass jiggled. Despite her pure animal lust, like Hinano, she was very quiet. I could barely hear her little moans. Unfortunately, I was not as controlled. We went our separate ways and I returned to the village to find the festivities winding down. Hinano had disappeared. The chief also departed as soon as I came back. Only a few of the crew were still around but they were well occupied. I was alone and wondered where I was to sleep. June 19, 1769 I returned to the fort alone after having spent the night under the stars. Hinano refused to return with me. Obviously she knew and she was hurt. By the end of a long walk, I had redefined many of my notions and presumptions. I had been so wrong. I had done so wrong. They were just so different. Different skin, different beliefs, different ways but the same feelings. I thought of them as less than English and less than human and, still, I fell in love. Perhaps, the heart is quicker than the mind. I almost turned around and walked back to plead for her forgiveness but the captain will be returning soon and we would be leaving. Perhaps, it was for the best. June 24, 1769 The return of the Endeavour does not bring the wind back in my own sails as I expected. A chapter ends but the book continues. This time, the captain sets anchor off the point and in plain sight of the fort. The captain, himself, was first to step ashore and he praised me on the fort. Not even that could make me happy. I just thanked him as if the work were meaningless. In the second boat was the astronomer who got busy setting up a telescope and a sextant and other gadgets. This was the real purpose of our voyage, to observe the transit of Venus as it will not happen again in our lifetimes. It will take three weeks and that seemed like a lifetime right now. Every day and, especially every night, I was tempted to go see Hinano. They welcomed us because they thought we were to be their allies and our guns would protect them from their enemies. I misled my intentions all the way into her family and was preparing to abandon her. Mr. Scuggins told me of their travels while they were away. The natives they encountered were not nearly as friendly. They were attacked numerous times and no amount of gesturing would dissuade them. We had already become the allies of their enemies. There were no major casualties among the crew but dozens and maybe hundreds of natives had fallen in front of our guns and cannons. However, they had developed an extensive map of the area. “I envy you, I really do”, I told him, “I would have preferred to be in battle than stuck here”. “I heard that it wasn’t so bad”, he said with a smirk. “It’s a long way from home”, I answered. “It’s a fuckin’ paradise. Didn’t you realize that?”, he scoffed. “Not for me”, I answered cryptically and walked away. July 10, 1769 I find myself leading a search for two deserters, Mr Gibson and Mr. Webb had decided they preferred this place to their home and, more importantly, their duty. There is a part of me that would wish them good luck and good bye but I have my duty as well. We have two days to find them. After that, the natives are planning another feast and the captain does not intend to let them know it was to be a farewell party. I was relieved to leave discreetly. If I must leave, then I would prefer not to see her beautiful face once more. How could I ask her to forgive me and then depart forever? Actually, there was nothing I wanted more. Almost nothing. Not anything I could do anything about. I am an officer and I must set my obligations above my own desires. July 14, 1769 Now under full sail and the island is long out of sight. The two deserters had been captured and disciplined severely. The captain insisted to make them an example. It was odd when we found them because they resisted by shooting at us. There were twenty guns pointed at them and they were likely to be killed but they preferred that to leaving. Had I not dropped my gun and walked out to them to explain that, they would be dead. The danger and the irony of that didn’t occur to me until later. I wasn’t trying to commit suicide. Neither was I trying to be a hero. It’s funny, but when I finally developed some inner clarity, the rest of the world became surreal. The danger just seemed like part of some ridiculous play and I was just an actor. The original purpose of the voyage had been a failure due to the weather and inadequate equipment but the charting of the area should be considered a success, by itself. Mr. Banks, too, was quite proud of his samples and classifications. Apparently, he had done a lot of work between bottles. I, on the other hand, leave behind an abandoned fort and my innocence. In return, I get guilt and a lightened burden of hope. The crew, like myself, toil in silence, distracted by loss and unsatisfied in memories. We leave paradise behind because we do not belong there and I am still favouring that I should leave this log to the sea.