he alarm clock at the side of her daughter’s bed. It was 10:15. Another 15 minutes to go before she turned on the computer, and then would be transported to a world so far removed from this one.

 

She made her way to her bedroom. She turned on the bathroom light, and began to undress. As the clothes came off, she looked at her reflection in the mirror. At 42 she was no head turning “babe” anymore. Two kids, a lack of exercise, and the ease of fast food had rounded parts of her more than she cared for. Her hands went to her nipples. Breast feeding her children had made them huge. She was told often that they were the sexiest nipples ever. She smiled as she saw how they responded to her touch, and the jolt of electricity that sped right from the nipples down to her groin. All it ever took for her was a touch of the nipples, and her motor was running.

 

Her gaze drifted down. Her stomach was no longer flat, and the stretch marks bore testimony to her two pregnancies. Further down, she saw the barest hint of stubble around her pussy. She had shaved the area three days earlier, because she was told it was a turn on. It was a mess to do it, but the person that told her it was a turn on wanted to watch, and so she let them. The orgasm she had after the shaving session was powerful, and she was glad she had done the shaving for that kind of payback.

 

She ran a brush through her hair, and threw on the old t shirt she slept in. It was time for her nightly ritual, and she did not want to be late. Heading down the hall to the kitchen, she grabbed her diet Pepsi and headed to the living room. Sitting down at the desk, she turned on the computer. The screen booted up, and her fingers acted from memory and typed in the address for a messenger program. A few keystrokes and her password, and her friends list appeared before her. She clicked on “NightOwl4u” and typed a private message. It said simply “Hi.baby.”

 

There was a brief delay and then a reply of “Hi Sexy!” It made the woman staring at the screen smile. She like seeing that in the little message box, especially from this person. This was the person that she shaved for, that made her cum so many times, and who made her hunger for this time of night. “Missed you lots!!!” she typed. Soon the reply of “Right back at you!!” appeared. Another smile crossed her lips. She maneuvered her mouse to the web cam option and clicked it on. While waiting for the other person to accept, she again ran her fingers through her hair. Soon the screen showed the image of the person that made her smile.

 

The person had blonde hair, and it was cut short. Their smile was electric, and melted the woman who was looking at it. The body was not as rounded as the person who was looking at it. It was slender, and sleek, and oh so very sexy. They were putting on a headset with a microphone. “Can you hear me now?” they said with a laugh. “Oh can I ever. Just checked on the kids, talked to the man, and now I am all yours baby!” was the reply.

 

The two people who were exchanging words of affection, who expressed terms of endearment, and enjoyed each others bodies, had never actually touched. They had touched themselves for each other, and watched as the other pleased themselves, and they longed for each other. They often talked about meeting, but each had families that made planning that difficult. Even more challenging was that they were both married, and both were women. Their husbands traveled in their jobs and it was a common link that brought them together. Carol, the one sipping the Diet Pepsi started surfing the internet late at night to cut the boredom of being alone. She ventured into chat one night, and was hooked. People from everywhere talking about anything, and it took her from her living room to a whole new world. There were the men that wanted to know what you were wearing, how big your tits were, and if you swallowed. She actually became a “good friend” with one of the men in one of the rooms. They would email, chat for hours, and once she even talked to him from a pay phone. Soon though he drifted to a younger woman, and she was again “single” in chat land.

 

Judy was the blonde woman. She began chatting for one reason and one reason only. She was tired of being married to the man who was never home. He left her and the kids, and while he called every day, when he was home his mind was elsewhere. There was no affection, no tenderness, and little sex. Judy craved sex. She missed the wild and crazy days of nothing to the imagination sex that were there when she was first married. Well, and before she was married. She had several on line relationships with men in the chat rooms. Her cell phone was a gateway to steamy phone sex with guys she may have only known an hour. It was not uncommon to have three or four encounters in a day with her chat friends. Then along came Carol. The first chat one night on nothing in particular, other than their lives, their kids, and where they lived. Soon they talked every night. While they would sign into a room, they would private message each other, and ignore the others in the room.

 

After a few weeks the talk turned to sex or lack there of on both sides of the conversation. Judy was the first to bring up the subject about being horny. She talked about the various guys she had called for phone sex, and how it helped her get through the “tough” times. Carol admitted to flirting in private chat, but without a cell phone had not done the phone sex method of sexual release. The conversation moved towards masturbation, and how often each did it. Carol bravely stated she did it maybe three times a week, and usually when she was in the shower with the shower head there to help her. Judy then related she was playing with herself as much as three times per day. She also commented that she had a new toy that really worked well, and that Carol should get one. Carol asked about how well it worked, and Judyl turned on her camera, and proceeded to demonstrate just how good it worked. The next day Carol went out and got her own camera, and installed it. She was not nervous about turning it on. When Judy asked her to play for her, Carol undressed and rubbed her clit for her new friend. When Carol opened her eyes after cumming, she saw Judy using her toy to bring herself to a moaning climax.

 

About three weeks later the love word was introduced in a chat. They talked about how much they thought of each other, how they wondered what they were doing, and how much they craved each other.” Its like I am in love,” said Judy. “I am in love,” said Carol. That night Judy asked Carol to shave for her. She told Carol it would turn her on. Carol spent an hour getting things ready and slowly shaved on camera so Judy could watch. “God, I wish it was me doing that,” said Judy. “I want you doing that,” replied Carol. When she was done, she sucked her own breasts and pulled her nipples. She leaned back and spread her cleanly shaven pussy for her new love to see. Then she pulled out a toy just like the one Judy used and proceeded to make herself cum. Judy then returned the favor.

 

The hard times for each were when the husbands were home. There was no free time to get on the computer. They would sneak a call in to each other, as Carol went out and got a cell phone. She told her husband it was so the kids could reach her if she was out. When her husband commented on her shaved pussy, Carol lied and said it was for him. Judy was miserable when she did not have her “Carol time” as she liked to think of it. Her husband had no interest in sex, and even less in conversation. It was like he didn’t even want to be there. When she got a phone message from Carol that was of her having a loud orgasm, Judy knew there had to be a way to get together with her on-line lover.

 

The next night on line, Judy talked about getting together. “I need to touch you baby. I need to hold you, and I need to taste you. I need to feel your touch, and be loved by you.” She had looked at a map, and decided that Chicago would be about halfway between them. “I don’t care what it takes we have got to do this,” she stated. Carol agreed.

 

Over the next few weeks, the two of them developed a plan. They set a date when they knew both of their husbands would be gone. They talked about alibis and who would watch the kids. For each it was to go see an old roommate that was dying for one last get together. Each said they would have their cell phones, and would only be gone a few days. While Judy got little more than a grunt from her husband, Carol had to convince her husband that the kids would be ok, and she would check in on them often. He finally consented to her going.

 

The next time on line neither could contain their excitement, and they became more bold about what they were going to do to each other. “I am going to lick you all over,” Judy claimed. “I mean everywhere!” Carol wondered what that meant, but liked the thought.

 

“Well baby, I am going to stick my tongue as far as I can into your pussy, and move it sloooowly around.” Carol said. “Wait I mean my pussy. Your pussy has been mine for a long time now,” she added.

 

The day came, and Carol was both excited and nervous. She had the MapQuest directions to the place they were staying. Judy had booked a suite, with a king size bed. They agreed to put it on Judy’s credit card, but would pay cash in the end. The thought of sharing a bed was thrilling to both. Carol backed the mini-van down the drive after kissing the kids good bye, and headed towards her lover. Judy rushed to throw clothes together. She gave the babysitter her cell number, left money on the refrigerator for pizza, and headed towards Chicago.

 

During the trip they called each other often to update where they were. As each mile brought them closer together, the excitement and nervous tension grew. Each of them wishing the miles away, and fearful that it would not be as good in person as it had on the computer. Carol pulled into the parking lot first. She pulled her suitcase out and headed into the lobby. No Judy yet. Carol sat in a chair that faced the front door. Each person that walked through brought a rush of excitement. Finally, 45 minutes late, Judy walked in. Carol felt her heart leap into her throat as she jumped out of her chair. They embraced as Judy whispered;” I want you.”

 

Judy went up and checked in. They refused the help of a bellman with their suitcases, and headed to their room. As they opened the door, Carol was amazed at the amount of space they had. Her eyes took in the king size bed, and the refrigerator, and the microwave. “We would never have to leave the room,” remarked Carol. “Sounds like a plan to me,” responded Judy.

 

Each of them made calls to their families, and husbands to let them know they were safe. After the last call was made, Judy announced she had a surprise. She pulled out a bottle of pre-mixed margaritas from her suitcase. Along with the drink were two glasses, and a container of salt. “Have to celebrate with our favorite drink baby,” she announced. Carol went looking for ice to fill the ice bucket as Judy arranged their little “mini bar.”

 

Judy made each of them a drink. They sat on the couch in their room, and talked about the trip, their kids, and commented on the room. There was no lull in the conversation, and Judy refilled their glasses on more than one occasion. As the light faded from their room, Judy filled the glasses yet again. As she approached Carol, she said, “This drink is going to cost you a kiss.”

 

Judy leaned down and handed Carol her drink. Carol lifted her head and met Judy’s lips. Each could taste the margarita and salt. Never had Carol felt lips so soft, and Judy was amazed at how tender a kiss Carol gave her. “Wow,” was all Carol managed to say.

 

“Stand up baby,” Judy whispered. Carol stood up as if in a trance. Judy moved closer and kissed Carol again. Judy found the buttons to Carol’s shirt and slowly unbuttoned it as they kissed. She slid the shirt off over her shoulder, and on to the floor. The kissing never stopping, tongues seeking each other, Judy slid the bra straps down the shoulders of Carol. She pulled the cups down off of Carol’s breasts and kissed each nipple.

 

“Do you know how long I have wanted to do that?” Judy asked.

“I hope as long as I have wanted you to do that,” replied Carol. “Suck them.”

 

Judy took each one in her mouth licking them slowly up and down before gently sucking them. Soon her hands were at the slacks that Carol wore. Never breaking contact with Carol’s nipples, Judy unbuttoned Carol’s pants. She slid them down, and Carol stepped out of them. Putting her thumbs in the waistband of Carol’s panties, Judy slowly slid them down. “God, I was so turned on when you shaved for me. It was so fucking hot,” Judy murmured.

 

Judy guided Carol to the couch, following her down. She forced Carol’s shoulders back, inviting her to lay back. She kissed the insides of Carol’s thighs, and could see the wetness and feel the heat from her pussy. She kissed around her shaven lips, and liked how the stubble felt on them. Finally, she could wait no more. She took her first taste of another woman. Her tongue flicked over Carol’s clit, and then probed down finding the moist opening. She placed her tongue at the entrance, and pushed it in. Carol spread her legs wider, giving her lover more access to her dripping pussy. Judy obliged by probing deeper into her pussy. The salty taste of the wetness was not unlike her own, which she tasted on occasion. She wanted more and moved her tongue around the wetness. She dropped even lower, and her tongue touched Carol’s ass. Carol gave a gasp, and ran her fingers through Judy’s hair. The smell of sex was heavy around them. Judy moved her tongue slowly back up to Carol’s clit, and began sucking it. Soon Carol was moving her hips, forcing them closer to Judy’s lips. The sucking was replaced by licking, and Carol was now bucking in time to the licks. “Oh yes. Oh yes. Keep going baby,” Carol gasped.

 

Judy began licking even faster in response, and put a finger in Carol’s pussy. Finger fucking her as she licked, Judy’s mouth and face were covered in Carol’s juices. Carol applied more pressure to Judy’s head, and gasped,” I am close.” With a moan and a gasp, Carol came like she never had in her life. Judy kept licking and tried to keep up with the flow of juices, but simply could not. They ran down her face, her chin, and even dripped off her nose. She moved up and kissed Carol, and for the first time Carol tasted herself on Judy’s lips. “I love you,” Judy whispered.

 

Carol was moved to tears. The emotion of the orgasm, and the tenderness of Judy were more than she ever had dreamed of. She sat up and hugged Judy tight. “Never, ever have I been loved like that.” She pushed Judy back and stood over her. The sight of Carol’s huge nipples, and the depth of her feelings had Judy wanting Carol even more. Carol moved quickly, and in one movement tore Judy’s shirt open. Buttons scattered across the room. She pulled if off, and the bra followed. The sweat pants of Judy’s were down around her ankles, and Carol did not even notice there were no panties. Carol licked Judy’s face, cleaning it of her pussy juice. She quickly moved down to Judy’s breasts, kissing and touching them. While Judy always complained that her breasts were too small, Carol thought they fit in her mouth just fine. She sucked the pert nipples as hard as she could, and pinched them remembering Judy had said she liked that. She moved down her stomach, and her tongue licked Judy’s bellybutton. Down even more, she gently pushed Judy’s legs apart. While she often wondered if she would be able to make Judy cum with her tongue, there was no such fear now. She gently spread open the waiting pussy of Judy, and her tongue touched the tip of Judy’s swollen clit. Carol had always been amazed at the size of the clit she was licking. She told Judy once as a joke that it was not much smaller that her husbands cock. They had both gotten quite the laugh at that. Carol gently licked around, and then over the clit. It grew even larger under her tender licks. Finally, she took it in her mouth. She began to suck it hard. Alternating the licking and sucking made Judy moan. Carol moved her tongue down, and inserted it into Judy’s pussy. She was amazed at how sweet Judy tasted. Her tongue explored as far as she could get it in. Moving it in and out, Carol could feel Judy getting wetter.

 

Judy could not believe how good having Carol between her legs felt. She had been giving plenty of oral sex in her time, but nothing compared to this. Tender, caring, thoughtful with only thoughts of pleasing her, and not doing just so she would let the man fuck her. She didn’t want the feeling to end. “Lick my clit again baby,” Judy whispered. Carol responded to her request. Judy loved the slow movement of Carols tongue over her clit. “Slide a finger in me,” commanded Judy.

 

Carol heard the whispers of Judy, and slid a finger in as she was told. The heat was unbelievable, and her pussy juice so thick it clung to Carol’s fingers. She licked and sucked Judy’s clit. Going faster and faster, Judy started to moan. Her hips moved and ground Carol’s tongue into her clit. Judy reached out and grabbed a handful of Carol’s hair. Carol could feel the shudder of Judy’s orgasm travel throughout her body. With a final gasp, Judy went limp.

 

“Wow,” was all Judy managed to say. She was covered in sweat. Totally spent from the strength of the orgasmic wave that hit her, she laid on the couch looking at Carol. She did not feel like she could move. “I think that deserves another drink,” she said with a laugh.

 

Carol fixed them each another margarita. She brought the two drinks over and handed Judy hers and planted a kiss on her forehead. “Can it really get any better?” she asked.

 

Judy smiled and said, ”We are just warming up my dear.”  Judy struggled to her feet. She felt lightheaded as she made her way to her suitcase. Never had sex made her feel this way after it was done. She brought out a small case, and carried it over to the couch. She unzipped it, and proceeded to remove several sex toys. There were vibrators, dildos, and a strap on. She picked up one that could be inserted into both the pussy and ass. “This one is to see how brave you are,” Judy said with a smile.

 

Carol looked at the toy displayed before her. She had never allowed anything in her ass before. She wondered what it would feel like, and she looked and Judy, Bring it on baby.”

 

Judy reached for lube and stood behind Carol. “Bend over the couch hun,” she commanded. Carol finished her drink, and did as she was told. She spread her legs as she bent over, allowing Judy better access to the two openings that were her target. Judy put some lube on her finger, and rubbed around the opening to Carol’s ass. She then slowly slid the finger into the opening. Moving it back and forth to relax the tight sphincter, and to relax Carol. She withdrew her finger and put a generous amount on the toy. She put the longer part in Carol’s pussy. It was still wet from their earlier session. She placed the shorter part next to Carol’s ass and applied gentle pressure. Slowly, it moved in. Hearing no complaints, Judy kept inching it into Carol’s ass. When both parts were in the intended places, Judy turned on the vibrator.

 

Carol gave a little jump as the portions of the toy in her pussy and ass came to life. It felt different having two vibrating parts going at once. Soon she felt Judy start to slowly move the toy in and out. Each movement out was followed by a little deeper penetration in. Soon the toy was in as far as it could go. Steadily, Judy increased the speed of her moving the toy. Carol moved her body in rhythm with Judy’s actions. “It….feels……wonderful,” Carol panted.

 

Judy took her free hand and found Carol’s clit. She lightly touched it, as she continued to pump the toy in and out of Carol’s pussy and ass. “Oh yes, oh yes,” was all Carol could manage. Judy was amazed at how hard Carol’s clit felt. She applied more pressure, and started rubbing it faster. The wetness from Carol’s pussy made it easy to glide over the engorged clit. By the sounds of Carol’s moans, and the rapid breathing, Judy knew she was close.

 

Carol felt like her all of her insides were vibrating. There was no in or out, just the sensation of vibration filling her. The fact that her clit was being rubbed too was just icing on the cake. Carol could feel the orgasm building, and it felt like another level was being reached. In seconds, it rolled over her. Her entire body consumed with the pleasure of the orgasm. She could not speak, only a groan escaped her lips, and she let the moment carry her away.

 

Judy watched Carol cum, and it was a sight she would never forget. The closing of the eyes, the two of them moving together, and the moan that summed up the intensity of the moment, were forever etched in her mind. Carol sagged to the couch as Julie removed the toy. She was panting as if she had run a marathon. “So good,” she managed,” Love you.”

 

Judy gave Carol a hug and sat beside the best thing to happen to her in a long time. They held hands and sat in silence for a short time. “You know my motor is still running,” Judy said. She looked at the strap on that was laying on the floor beside the couch. “I think I know something that might help it really purr.”

 

Carol followed Judy’s gaze to the strap-on. She had never even dreamed of using one. She wasn’t even sure how to put it on, but picked it up. Judy helped her put it on, and said, ”Now here is how I want you to use it. First, my pussy and then my ass I think I am wet enough thanks to you to have it in my ass without lube.”

 

Judy moved over towards the bed. She leaned over and supported herself by placing her hands on the bed. Looking over her shoulder, she saw that Carol would be able to enter her in that position. She watched as Carol moved towards her. Carol placed the tip of the strap-on in her pussy. Judy moved back to meet it, and it slid in the full length. “Now that hits the spot,” she hissed.

 

Carol began thrust her hips. She soon heard the wetness of Judy’s pussy as she moved it in and out. She was amazed at how wet the toy had become. “Now my ass,” commanded Judy. Carol pulled all the way out of her new lover, and slowly inserted it into Judy’s waiting ass. Carefully, she advanced the toy in. Judy let out a low moan, and again pushed against it to help slide it in.

 

“Oh fuck, that feels so good,” Judy said. Carol slowly moved the toy in and out of the tight opening. Judy started rubbing her clit as she felt the toy work her ass.  She looked back and smiled at Carol, and continued rubbing her hard clit. Faster and faster she felt the strap on enter. She matched the rhythm of the strap on with her fingers on her clit. Soon she felt the building of the orgasm, and she lost herself in the pleasure that was rushing at her in waves.

 

Carol watched Judy cum. She was so completely taken with how lovely Judy looked as she achieved climax. Eyes half open, a low moan, and her whole body becoming rigid. Time stood still as Carol watched what they had spent the last few minutes working towards finally happen.

 

Together they collapsed on the couch. They did not speak for a few minutes. Instead, they held each other as though someone would come through the door and take them away from each other.. “That was fantastic sweetheart,” Judy said. “Where have you been all of my life?”

 

“Waiting for you to come into mine,” Carol answered with tears in her eyes.

 

They kissed gently knowing that they still had two days together, and already dreaded the fact that it would go way too fast. For now they would take what they had found, and worry about tomorrow when it came.

 

 

onto my back with my hands under my head."I want you to know that it was very special and wonderful, but people would not see it that way. I could get in trouble for touching you the way I want too babe."

"I won't tell daddy. Really I won't. I want to do more and have it feel good." she said.

She turned on her side facing me. The covers off her puffy young breasts. I reached over and gently rubbed her nipples. "I wish they were bigger for you." she whispered.

"I like them the way they are babe." I answered as I leaned over and took one into my mouth. Sucking gently and licking I could feel her hand start to rub her clit. She let out a moan, and I knew she was enjoying this.

"I want to taste you down there babe." I said.

She moved onto her back as I threw the covers to the floor. I turned on the bedside light so I could see my daughters nice, willing pussy. "Spread your legs for me." I told her.

She moved her legs apart giving me a good look at her pussy. Her tiny clit was hard from her fingers rubbing against it. I used my tongue to flick the little bud, and lick around it. I could feel her shudder. "Ohhh I like that daddy."

It was all the encouragement I needed. I licked slowly down to the moist opening of her pussy. My tongue explored her virgin opening, and then made its way up to her clit. My hands found her nipples and my fingers played with her nipples as I began licking faster. She was moaning and moving her hips to meet my tongue so I took one hand off her nipples and slowly slid a finger in to her pussy. It was so tight, and warm, and getting very wet. Moving faster with my tongue and moving my fingers faster I knew she was getting close.  The one finger became two and finally she arched up gasped, and came. I withdrew my fingers and put my tongue down to taste her pussy. Moving my tongue around I could taste the warm slightly salty juice from her pussy.

"Wow daddy."she panted. "That was the best ever."

"I'm glad you liked it babe. Can I try one more thing?"

"Sure daddy. Anything you want."was her reply.

I stood at the edge of the bed showing her my hard cock."I want to put this in you now. I need to be in you." was all I could manage to say. Not romantic but I was in raging lust with my daughter.

"Will it fit?" she asked.

"I think so babe. Lets try."

"Ok daddy."

I crawled up to the edge of the bed. I leaned over and gave her a kiss. "Bring your legs up and put your feet on my shoulders." I told her.

She did as I asked. The swollen head of my cock was at the opening of her pussy. I slowly put the head in, and leaned towards her. "Tell me if anything hurts babe." I panted.

Hearing no comment I continued pushing my cock in. I could not believe how tight it was around my cock. With half my cock in I I started to move slowly in and out. Each stroke allowed me in deeper. "Ok babe?" I panted.

"Yes daddy. Keep going." she answered.

I knew it would not take me long as I moved even faster. Shayla closed her eyes and her hips were moving with me. Faster and harder and deeper than I thought I could get. I moaned "I'm gonna cum baby."

"Ok daddy. Do it."

A few more thrusts and I came. Spasm after spasm. Shot after shot pumped into her tight pussy. "I can feel you daddy!" Shayla gasped.

I finished pumping and kept my cock in her. I was sweating and out of breath. I looked down and Shayla was smiling. "What are you smiling at." I asked.

"You. You made such a cool face when you said you were cumming. I could tell you liked it." she said.

"Yeah well you make faces like that too I notice." I said and started to laugh.

"I'm glad you liked it daddy." Shayla said.

"I loved it babe. More than you know. I need to shower now. If you want you can wash my back." I said as I leaned over to kiss her.

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

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lternatives would have to be made.

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

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

"This is Dr. Jonas."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yup. This is it." replied Gloria. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Well, one dead soldier." Gloria said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I am serious sis." said Alex.

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

"Serious huh? asked Gloria.

"Extremely." answered Alex.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Suck it harder." Gloria moaned.

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

"Oh fuck! Yes!" said Gloria.

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

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

Alex looked at his sister."You sure?"

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

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

"You like this?" she asked.

"Yes. Faster." Alex replied.

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

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

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

More???????????????

d ran through my mind. I decided that the best defense would be a good offense and reached for the door. Pulling it open I half held a towel in front of me. There stood my 14 year old daughter staring at me and my towel. She raised her glance over my shoulder to see her best friend getting out of the shower with no towel, and obviously no clothes.

"Hi Al. Geez you sure fell asleep fast." said Sandy. She was talking to my daughter like it was not a big deal to be standing naked in front of her.

"Your dad and I started talking about stuff, and we decided to do some things with each other."

"Things?" Allie asked.

"You know stuff that you and me talked about. Kissing and touching, and he even put it in me.......I mean fucked me." Sandy answered.

Allie looked back at me and down at my towel. I was looking my daughter in the eye. It was too late to say anything but the truth."It made me feel good to know you wanted to see me undressed babe. Sandy said she wanted to see me that way too so I showed her."

"What did she say we did?" Allie asked.

"Things that I thought were pretty neat." I answered.

"You put your thing in her?"

"Yes. It felt so good hun.Are you ok? Do you need to talk to me alone?"

"No. I thought you would be mad at me for talking about you like that." she answered.

"Never babe." I let the towel drop and moved to her and gave her a hug. Lifting her chin up I kissed her lips gently. My tongue licked her lips and then the tip of her tongue. I stuck my tongue in her mouth probing her tongue and sucking the tip. She responded by moving closer to me, and her breathing became more rapid."Practice with Sandy has made you a very good kisser."

"That was hot dad."

"Yup it was hun. It sure works for me." I pointed down to my cock that again was getting very hard. "Touch it Allie if you want."

I could feel Sandy's hand on my back as she moved closer to watch my daughter and I kiss. Allie reached down and touched the tip of my cock with her finger. It jumped at her touch, and I moaned. Sandy reached over and put her hand over the shaft and started stroking me slowly. I leaned over and kissed her."That feels nice."

Sandy and Allie looked at each other and smiled. Sandy continued to stroke slowly. I loved watching her young tits move in rhythm to her stroke. "Can I see your body hun? You are looking at mine."

Allie looked up at me. She kicked her tennis shoes off. Lifted her shirt over her blonde hair. Tossing the shirt aside she undid her bra. It was killing me to have to wait for her to take it off to see her tits. She slid the bra off her arms and I gasped. Her tits were not as big as Sandys. but they were firm and the dark pink around her nipples faded to light pink as it came to her small nipples. She slid down her pants and panties and threw them to the side. Standing up I could see her pubic hair was light blonde, and not fully in yet. I could see the mounds of her pussy, and I wanted her.

"You are so pretty babe." I said. I could not take my eyes off her. She blushed and looked down at her friends hand on my cock. "Come here and kiss me again."

"Ok daddy." She moved over to me, and this time we went right to the tongues exploring each others mouths. My hands went to her firm breasts, cupping them in my hands. Sandy continued to slowly stroke my straining cock.

"Sandy. Show me how you and Allie kiss." Sandy took her hand off my cock and moved over to Allie. Their lips touched gently and then more firmly. Soon I could see their tongues moving over each other. I started stroking my cock."Suck Sandy's tits babe." I moaned.

The two teen girls broke their kiss. Sandy straightened up as Allies head went to her friends tits. She started on the left one. Sucking it gently. She moved over to the right one and I could see the work done on the left had made it wet. Licking and sucking those nice firm tits was turning me on.

"Feel good?" I asked Sandy.

"Oh yeah. She knows how to do it like I want."

"Come here Allie I want to check something." I ordered. She came over to me looking at me stroking my cock. I leaned over so I could slide a finger over her pussy. I was shocked at how wet she was."You are wet there hun."

"She leaks sometimes down there."Sandy said.

"I like the sound of that." I replied.

My finger rubbed up and down on her pussy. Sandy leaned back against the vanity and I noticed she was rubbing her clit slowly as she watched me finger my daughter. I found Allie's clit and started rubbing in a small light circle. I stopped stroking my cock and leaned over and nibbled on her tits. Taking a finger from my other hand, I slid it into her soaked pussy. Slowly moving the finger in and out I continued rubbing her clit. Sandy was rubbing her clit at a faster pace, and her eyes were half closed. Allie whispered"Faster. Rub it faster." I sped pace of the finger going in her pussy, and the one rubbing her clit. Allie put her hands on my shoulders. Her hips bucking against my touch. "Uggggh. Yes. Don't stop."

I looked over at Sandy who was rubbing so fast her fingers were a blur on her pussy. Her eyes closed. She all of the sudden arched her back, stopped rubbing and gasped. Allie gave my shoulders a hard squeeze and moaned. "Ooooooohhhhhhhhhh."

I kept rubbing slowly as she shuddered and collapsed against me. I held her tight and kissed the top of her head as her breathing started to slow down. My cock was in the throes of a raging hard on, and I needed to come. I started stroking as both girls watched."I want you to taste me as I cum."

"Where do you want us?"Allie asked.

"Sit on the  side of the tub. When I tell you to open your mouths." I started pumping harder getting more turned on by the thought of cumming on their faces and tongues. "I'm close.Open your mouths."

They opened their mouths as I felt the cum explode out the tip of my cock. The first shot hit Sandy on the nose and chin. Allie took the second on her tongue, and the third hit her on the chest. Sandy took a finger and wiped her chin. Sucking her finger she cleaned it off. Allie swallowed what was on her tongue, and leaned over and licked the tip of my cock.

"That was cool to watch daddy." she said. Sandy was finishing the last of the cum on her face. I was sure there was more to come with these two.

it as she thrust her pelvis towards me.

"Rub faster." she panted.

I put another finger down to better cover her clit, and started going faster. I noticed her eyes close and her breathing became more ragged. Faster and faster as her hips pushed against my hand, and then "Ugggghhhhh." she grunted, held her breath and came.

"Oh my god." she panted."That is way better than when Allie or I do it."

Not sure I heard her right I had to ask"Who?"

"Ummmmm well, Allie and me kind of do each other like that sometimes to practice for when guys would do it to us." she stammered. "Don't be mad or anything."

Actually the thought of watching my daughter and her touch each other had my cock coming back to life. "Not mad here. I need a shower want to join me?"

"Will we fit in your shower?" she asked.

"Its made for two. Come on in." I answered. I turned on the water as the jets came on. Ajusting the temperature I motioned for her to get in. She felt the water and got in as I grabbed some soap and shampoo. The beer was again begging to get out of the bladder, and a wicked thought entered my mind.

"Here is the first part of the shower." I said as I let the warm stream of piss hit her first on her stomach and then moved it higher to her nice pink nipples. I then moved down aiming for that nice tight pussy until I had finished. "That bother you?" I asked.

"Nope it was kind of warm." she answered.

I got the washcloth wet and warm and added soap. Starting with her face and moving down to her shoulders I washed her slowly. I soaped my hands and started washing her tits. I let my fingers play over her nipples lightly rubbing her firm tits. My cock was at full staff again and I told her to turn around. I pushed lightly on her back and told her to bend over. I had to bend my knees a little as I pushed into her tight pussy for the second time tonight. I move my cock all the way in as I put my hands on her ass. "You ok?" I asked.

"Yup." she said.

I started moving in and out faster and faster her pussy clamping again around my straining cock. I had never been in a pussy so tight. "Tell me to fuck you." I said.

"Fuck me."

"Tell me to fuck your pussy."

"Fuck my pussy."she said. Her voice was at a higher pitch as I moved faster.

"I'm going to cum." I moaned. Faster and faster my hands grabbing her ass hard as I shot my load again into Sandy's willing pussy. I could feel the walls of her pussy getting tighter around my cock as I shot again and again into her. "God you are hot." was all I could say.

"You really think so?" she asked.

"Fuck yes." I said.

All of the sudden there was a knock on the bathroom door."Dad are you in there?" was the voice of my daughter.

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

ved with her mom, and her mom was working tonight too.

"Dad can we have pizza tonight? We are starving!!!!" shouted Allie.

"Ok, ok let me call for it." I grumbled.

Living on the edge of town there was no such thing as delivery. I hopped in my old pickup and headed into town. I decided to stop at the store for a case of beer. I told myself  I deserved it after the long week, and it would go good with the pizza.

I drove home with the beer and pizza, and was met by the door by two hungry girls. Whoever said that girls dont like to eat should have watched those two devour the pizza. I think I managed to sneak a couple of pieces without losing a hand in the deal.

I took my beer and the paper out on the back deck. I decided that the movie the girls were going to watch was not of my liking. After three beers I needed to drain the radiator so to speak. I came in and went to the bathroom in the master bath. I thought I heard the door to the deck open and close quietly but figured it was my imagination. I headed back out to the living room, and movie was still going. I figured it could not be that good, because my daughter was half asleep. Sandy was sitting on the couch watching the tv screen.

"Must not be that good of a movie." I commented as I walked to the deck door.

"Nah." replied Sandy."I've seen it before. Kind of boring."

"Imagine that." I said as I walked out on to the deck.

Another hour and a couple of beers more I could see Allie fast asleep. Sandy was watching music videos and looked over to see me looking in the window. I turned back around and picked up what was left to read of the paper. I heard the door open and Sandy came out onto the deck.

"Sorry Allie kind of pooped out on you." I said.

"Its ok. Guess she was tired." Sandy replied.

We made small talk about school and classes, and then it was time to lose some of the beer I drank.

"I'll be back in a sec. Have to use the restroom."

I got up and headed in again to the bedroom. How is it that it seems like twice as much comes out as what you drink. Oh well. I had a good buzz and it had been a pretty quiet evening overall.

I headed back out to the deck. I noticed that Sandy had changed chairs. I told her that she could sleep on the couch or by the looks of things Allie would not be using her bed tonight since she was sacked out on the couch.

"How many beers have you had tonight anyway?" Sandy asked.

"Why are you writing a book?" I replied.

"No it just looks like you must like the taste. I have always wanted to taste it."

I reached into the case and opened one."Here. Have a sip. If you tell your mom I am going to be in trouble though."

"I am not going to tell." she said ernestly.

"Well then have the whole thing. I don't like drinking alone." I said as I reached for my own.

We talked for awhile more and Sandy had helped herself to two more beers. I was on my 8th beer and fourth bathroom break when I was thinking about bed.

"All of Allie's friends think you are hot." Sandy blurted out.

"What?" I stammered.

"Just thought you should know." she said.

"Why do I need to know that?" I asked.

"I don't know. Just said it." she replied.

"I am guessing you have had enough beer." I told her.

"If I tell you something will you promise not to tell or get mad?" she asked.

I looked at her and said "Well, depends on what it is."

I could see her deciding if she should say. She was not looking at me, and was squirming in her chair. "Never mind."

"Ok look it is late. I need to go to sleep. If there is something you want to tell me or talk about, you had better do it now." I said.

"Allie thinks you are hot and so do I." she blurted the words out so fast that I was not sure I heard her right.

"What?"

"Oh my god!" she whispered."I just messed up."

I sat there for awhile. I was afraid to speak. Not sure what to say, but could not ignore the fact that the words turned me on. "I am not sure what you mean." I said.

"Allie has seen you naked. Has seen you a lot. She has told me you were hot. Thats why I wanted to come tonight. I wanted to see how hot you were." she said.

"How could she see me naked? There is no way!" I shouted.

Sandy pointed through the curtain in my room. "She looks through there when you come out of the shower. She can see you."

I sat there stunned. My daughter window peeping on me.

"Were you looking in there tonight?" I asked.

Sandy looked away. It was as if she was afraid to speak."You can tell me." I said gently.

"Yes sir. I did." was her answer.

"What were you hoping to see?"

"I wanted to see what Allie sees." she said.

I was now turned on. Hard as a rock even. Thinking that this girl wanted to see me naked. "Why?" I asked.

"I wanted to see what you looked like." she said."Are you going to tell now?"

"I let you have beer. Who am I going to tell?" I replied.

My mind was racing, and my heart was pounding."If it makes you feel any better I was wondering what you looked like too." I said.

Her eyes looked up at mine."Really?" she asked.

"Really?" was all I could manage.

I was not sure what to do next. The wise thing was to go to bed. It was the wise thing, but not the thing that was winning the battle for my actions. We were looking at each other like it was a contest to see who would blink first.

"What is it you want to see?" I asked.

"You know. Your ummmmm thing." she stammered.

"Thing?" I asked.

"Your dick." she said.

"If I show it to you what will you show me?" I asked.

"What do you want to see?" was her answer.

"All of you." was my reply.

She didn't even hesitate when she answered ok. I knew then that this was going to happen and I could not wait."I have to go to the bathroom again. Do you want to come in with me?" I asked.

"Sure." she said.

I stood up and had to steady myself. I was dizzy from the beer and excitement. I opened the door and walked by my sleeping daughter and into the bedroom. Sandy was behind me and I had her close the door. I stepped into the bathroom and kicked off my shoes. i pulled my t shirt off, unbuckled my jeans, and slid them off as well. I looked up and saw Sandy staring at me. Her cheeks were flushed. I straightened up. I am sure she could see how hard I was by the tent in my briefs. "Ready?" I asked.

She nodded slowly keeping her eyes on my bulge. I slowly slid my briefs down feeling my cock spring out as the waist band slid over the tip. I straightened up and said "Is this what you wanted to see?"

Sandy swallowed and nodded. Her flush was even more colorful now.

"Your turn." I said.

She didn't say anything, but pulled the t shirt up over her head. Throwing it on the floor she stood there in a lacy bra that barely fit her breasts. She reached behind and unhooked it, and I watched as it slowly slide down her arms. Her breasts were firm and her light pink nipples were puffy.

"Nice." I croaked.

She reached into the waist band of her shorts and pulled them down and stepped out. She had little tufts of red hair around her pussy, and the mound was nice and swollen. I took a step towards her. My hands going to her nipples."Do you want to touch me?" I asked.

"Can I?"

I nodded and her finger tip touched the tip of my cock. It made it even harder. Her finger glistened with my pre-cum on it. "Taste it." I said. She licked the tip of her finger cleaning it all off.

"Salty." she said.

My hand ran to her pussy. I stuck a finger into her opening. I was amazed at how wet she was. I pulled the finger out and licked it clean while she watched. "Sweet." I said.

"Now what?" I asked.

"I don't know." she said.

"Can I put it in you?"

"Will it fit?"she asked.

"I think so." I replied.

I led her to the bed. I didn't even bother to take the bedspread off. She laid on her back. "Spread it open for me. Let me see it." I said.

She spread her pussy open. It was so pink and very very wet. I could not believe how wet she was. I put the head of my cock at the opening of her pussy. The heat was covering the head and I had to put it in. Slowly I went in and could feel the walls of her pussy close around my cock. Hot, warm, wet and I pushed in slow. "Ugghhhh." She said."Hurts a little."

I stopped letting her pussy relax. I pulled out a little and then back in. This time she did not make a sound as I went deeper. I buried my cock in her pussy up to the hilt. It was so tight and warm I thought I could cum without moving in and out."You ok?" I asked.

She nodded her head and I started moving slowly in and out. Her puffy nipples were hard, and I could feel her start rocking to our movements. I could feel her wetness getting even warmer, and I knew I was going to cum hard. Faster and harder I pounded. She made noises every time I went it. Her hips were bucking with my movements, and then I came. I shot three hard loads into that tight pussy. Each one intense and pounding. I could hear my heart beating in my head as I quit pumping and left my cock in her when I was done. I had to kiss her, and i did. My tongue feeling for hers, and I found it. I could tell she had kissed before like this.

Finally my arms were tired and I pulled out and stood. I could see the cum leaking out of her pussy, and it was a turn on to see. She laid there looking up at me.

"Are you ok?" I asked.

"That was way cool." she answered.

"I liked that too." I said. "Might have to do that again."

She didn't answer but smiled and nodded her head.

More to cum........................................................

which I could not think of one. I didn't think that telling my wife that I will miss out on all the after hours fun if my daughter was there would turn the argument in my favor. "Well I guess there is no choice, but she is not going to like it any more than I do." was all I could muster.

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

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

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

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

"Whatever." she answered.

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

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

"Yeah why?" she asked.

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

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

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

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

"Ha ha." I laughed nervously.

"Tell me daddy."

"Its ok babe everyone does it."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Awesome." gasped Shayla.

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

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

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

"I mean it daddy."

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

"Watch me?" she asked.

"Yes baby. With the lights on."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I think you do babe."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Do it." she said.

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

"That was totally hot." she said.

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

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

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

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

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

"No way!" she said.

"Way." I said.

"Cool."

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

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

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

"Like what?" she asked.

"Guess you will have to wait and see."

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

id was 18. The kid in question really was her son. While many would condemn what they had just done, she smiled with contentment as she drank from the chilled glass. She often wondered these days how something that felt so right could be viewed as so wrong. She had been in a few relationships, and the only good thing about any of them was snoring in her bed. To say life had been tough on her would be an understatement. A drunk, a thief, and finally an abuser were the three attempts at marriage, and she doubted she could take another failed relationship. To think that the last few days of being beaten would bring her and her son together in such a way, made all of the other crap she has dealt with in her life worth it, seemed ironic.

 

She could remember the last few days of her last marriage. Her husband slapping, pinching, and punching at her like some bag hanging in a gym, causing marks and bruises and pain that no amount of makeup could cover. The trips to the doctor to make sure nothing was broken and the promises not to do it again that were. She vaguely remembered the final evening that signaled both a beginning and an end in the book of her life. She remembered the blows and the pain. She was not sure if she imagined the sounds of screaming from the man inflicting the pain, and the yelling of her son (not his as he frequently reminded her) and then nothing.

 

Her next memories were of pain in her head, left arm, and right leg like she had never experienced. She remembered waking up to a blurred world. She could make out a person sitting by her bed. When she finally could focus she could make out the form of her son sitting in a chair by her bed. He had his hand resting near her, as if to feel her every move. She noticed his left eye was blackened with a bruise that ran down his check, and his upper lip was swollen with a cut on it. She tried to move her arm to take his hand, and found it covered in a splint. “Jason.” she whispered. The sound of her voice made him wake with a start.

 

“Mom? Oh mom. Are you ok? I stopped him. I did. I am sorry I wasn’t there sooner.” The words tumbling out in a rush as he touched the fingers of her splinted arm. His eyes moistened as he laid his head on her stomach.

 

She reached across with her right arm and stroked his hair. “Oh baby, I will be ok. We will be ok. How bad did he hurt you?” Just then, the sound of a clearing throat made Jason sit up, and look towards the door. A man in a suit with a badge clipped to the front pocket stepped into the room. “Mrs. Dryden, I am Detective Watson. Just stopping in to see how you and your son are.”

Julie looked at the strange man standing by the foot of her bed. “Well I guess we are doing ok as far as I can tell.” she replied.” I guess things are still a blur. I am not even sure what time it is.” The detective pointed to a calendar hidden in the shadows of the room. “You have been out of it for about three days now. I have stopped in to check on you, and your son has been here the whole time. I would say he is keeping an eye on you too.”

 

“What happened to me? Not sure I remember it all.” she asked.

 

“Ummmmm, well you were attacked it appears by your husband. The crime scene indicated he had beaten you severely, and then tried to do the same to your son.” answered the detective. “Crime scene! Did I press charges against him? Is he in jail?” she asked.

 

The detective cleared his throat again and looked out the hospital room window.” In the course of defending himself against his and your attacker, your son struck your husband three times in the head with a bat. These blows caused a head injury serious enough to be fatal. In the course of my investigation I have determined that it was completely in self defense. There will be no charges filed on this matter.”

 

“You mean he is, I mean is he really…….?” Julie tried to get the words out. “Yes ma’am. He will never ever do this to you or your son again.” the detective replied. “Here is my card if you have any other questions. Take care and get well.” With that he turned, and left the mother and son alone again.

 

Julie turned and saw Jason staring at the wall. Many thoughts were running through her head, but much to her surprise, relief was the nicest thought of all. No more beatings. No more being forced to please a man whom she despised more than loved, and no more pain of the emotional kind either. “Jason.” she whispered. “Thank you. I love you son.” The room faded to black.

 

The next morning her doctor came in and told her she could go home. She would need some care at home for the simple fact that two broken limbs and all of the bruises would make caring for herself difficult for a few weeks. The problem was money was tight, and insurance was not part of the picture. “I will do it.” Jason said. “Do what?” asked the doctor. “I will take care of her. I can do it. I will do it.” and with that they were sent home.

 

While there was help at the hospital in getting Julie to the care, there was no such help waiting for them when they got home. After several attempts at trying to walk on the casted leg, Jason finally gave up and picked her up and carried her up the front porch stairs into the house. He tried to be gentle but the bruised areas on her ribs and chest throbbed as he clutched her tightly and carried her up the stairs. The house was a mess from the night of the beatings, so Jason laid Julie on the couch and went into her bedroom. He found clean sheets and pillow cases, and made her bed. It was not the neatest bed making ever, but it would pass. The son picked his mother off the couch, and placed her in the bed. He gave her some pain medicine to help her rest, and turned out the lights.

 

The next few days passed in a haze. Jason making instant soup and tea for meals, and making sure she was comfortable. Then Julie could not take the lack of a shower or bath any longer. She stared at the ceiling in her bedroom trying to figure out the logistics of bathing with two casts preventing her from a shower or her ultimate favor of soaking in the tub. She realized that Jason would have to get her set up to at least wash her self. Maybe she could get him to help her wash her hair. She called out to her son to come into her room. “I can’t stand not being clean Jason. I think I can wash myself up if you get me to the bathroom. I might need your help washing my hair. I would feel so much better if I could wash.”

 

Jason sat looking at his mom. “What do I need to do mom?”

 

“If you could run some warm water in the sink, and put some clean clothes in the bathroom, I think I can do it. You can wash my hair when I get the rest of me cleaned up,” she answered.

 

Jason gathered up the clothes and ran the water. He picked up his mother, and carried her into the bathroom. She sat on a chair that Jason brought in. Jason turned to leave and said, “Yell if you need anything mom.”

 

Julie slipped the sweatpants off and panties she was wearing thinking no problem. The sweatshirt proved to be more difficult one handed. She was too sore to get the shirt over her head one handed. She sat there racking her brain on how to undress, and then redress with only one good arm, and the pain that made it hard to lift that good arm above her head. Finally, she called for her son. “Yeah mom?” Jason answered at the doorway.

 

Julie had the towel positioned over her thighs, and turned her back to her son. “I can’t get this shirt off. I need your help. If I turn like this, I think you can help me slip it off.”

 

“No problem mom,” he said as he leaned over and slowly and gently pulled the heavy shirt over her head. The image of his mother’s breasts burned in his eyes. He was a young man, and at that point there was no mother sitting with her back to him, only a woman with exposed breasts.

 

“Is there a problem Jason?” Julie asked.

 

“Ummm, no mom. Just want to be careful,” he choked out. He slowly finished pulling the shirt off the good arm, and then the arm with the cast. The entire time he finished taking of the shirt he could not stop staring at the pink erect nipples easily seen over his mother’s shoulders. He stepped back away with her shirt. He had it near his waist to cover his reaction to seeing his mom exposed that way.

 

“Ok hun. I will wash up. I’ll call when I am ready for my hair.” Julie said.

Jason backed out of the room. His heart racing, and his face flushed. There were magazines and a few dates, but nothing in his young life had ever looked as good as his mother’s breasts. He ran to the refrigerator, pulling out the water and taking a long drink. He could hear his heart beat in his ears, and feel the throbbing in his groin. He was at a loss as to how to stop this rush of feelings. He was not sure he could go back in there, and even hold the shampoo to wash her hair, or even find a voice to speak.

 

Julie could not ever remember when water felt so good. Even out of a sink, it seemed to strip away the pain along with the sweat acquired over the last few days. She let the water run down her neck and over her breasts, careful to keep both casts clear of the water. She knew she was making the floor wet, but at that moment it was a problem for later. She could have sat there for hours enjoying the water, but knew Jason was waiting for her to have him wash her hair. She quickly dried off, and stood up. Turning the chair so the back was to the sink, she arranged the towels to cover herself, and called for Jason.

 

Jason slowly opened the door, his eyes avoiding even looking at his mother. He knew one peek, and his thoughts would be written all over his face. “Are you sure you want me to do this mom?” Julie gave an exaggerated look around and said,”Well, it appears my personal hairdresser has the night off. I guess it will have to be you.”

 

Julie leaned her head back over the sink with her good arm keeping her towel over her chest. “Just pour the water back over my hair. It will take a few pitchers to get it all wet.” With those words Jason ran water into the pitcher. As the first drops hit her hair, Julie gasped, “Cold. Way too cold.” Jason ran some warmer water in the pitcher. He had Julie test it, and it met her approval. As her hand dipped in the pitcher, the towel covering her breasts slipped, and there they were again. Jason felt the tremor in his hand as he poured the water over his mother’s hair. He noticed that she had not replaced the towel. Another pitcher, and then another and Julie announced her hair wet enough to shampoo. He applied the shampoo to her hair, not knowing how much should go on. He started to run his hands through her hair. Bringing the long strands up to get the shampoo on them. His fingers rubbed her scalp. Had anything felt so good? Julie could not remember what it would be.

 

Jason looked down at the breasts that had captivated his attention. The nipples were hard, and he could not ever remember seeing any that were so big. It did not help that Julie was telling him how good it felt to have him rub her scalp, and also letting out an occasional moan. He was hard now. Harder than any time ever in his life, and his cock and hands now had minds of their own. He so wanted to rub the tip of his finger over one of those nipples.

 

“Jason!” he heard Julie say.

 

“I’m sorry mom. I mean I …….” The words drifting away.

 

“I said are you going to rinse it out or keep rubbing all day!”

 

Jason quickly leaned over and picked up the pitcher. Julie instantly felt the swollen cock press against her shoulder. She was shocked, and then realized she had been exposed to her son the entire time he washed her hair. She quickly pulled the towel up to cover herself. Jason had not noticed the fact that he had pressed against his mother. He was focused on filling the pitcher to rinse her hair. He straightened up and again brushed her shoulder. Julie leaned back and let the water run through her hair, as thoughts of her son’s reaction to her ran through her mind. The water felt good running through her hair, and finally Julie decided that it was just a coincidence that her son was reacting to her in such a way. He was her son after all. No son thought of their mother as a sex object. He has all of those high school girls to look at. He could not possibly be excited by her. No man had viewed her as anything other than an object to be used for a long time. There had to be some other reason for his “condition.”

 

“Ok mom. I think I got the shampoo out. You have a lot of hair there,” Jason said as he sat the pitcher down. “How do you dry all of that?” He had grabbed a dry towel out of the cabinet and was holding it out for Julie to take. “I usually wrap it in a towel and then brush it when it is about dry.”  Jason had no idea how to wrap hair in a towel, but after some instruction from his mother, managed to get the towel to sit on her head. “Help me move to the couch. I am tired of this hard chair.”  Jason scooped her up, and carried her to the living room. Julie tried to keep covered as he carried her. “Can you get me a blanket hun? I am so cold.”

 

Jason went to Julie’s room and took a blanket off the bed. He wrapped her up in it, and went in to clean up the bathroom. The memory of being able to see his mother without a top continued to blaze in his mind. He wondered what it would be like to touch her breasts or even better take a nipple in his mouth. His cock responded with the same hardness as actually seeing her breasts. Knowing that his mom was on the couch, Jason unzipped his jeans, and pulled them down. Sitting on the chair his mother did, he stroked his cock fast and hard. His cum shot out like a rope into the towels on his lap as he milked every drop out as if to savor the moment, and the image of his mother. He was brought back to reality by the sound of his mother’s voice asking him to bring her a hair brush. Quickly zipping his pants, Jason brought in a brush.

 

“Jason, you are going to have to brush my hair. I can’t get my arm up that high.” Jason sat the towels he had carried with the brush down, and started brushing her hair. She loved having her hair brushed. As she leaned her head forward for him to brush all the way to the bottom of her hair, she saw what was on the towels he sat down. Her boy had cum all over the towels. She flushed at the thought, and had a vision of him stroking his cock, that left her tingling in places that had not tingled in months. “Oh you are so hired to brush my hair Jason,” she commented as she continued to think of her son and his cock.

 

“I don’t know mom, this hair is too much like work.” He responded. He looked down and saw that the blanket had opened, and the towel had slipped again. Her nipples appeared even bigger, and she was red on her neck and chest.  As he brought the brush up to start at the top, it slipped from his hands into her lap. He reached down to get it, His arm coming into contact with an exposed nipple. Julie gasped. “Sorry mom. I didn’t , well you know mean to touch you there,” Jason stammered. “It’s ok baby keep brushing my hair. You do that so nice,” she replied and didn’t attempt to cover her self up.

 

The touch of her nipple was electric, and Julie felt the heat rise in her pussy. Her clit had gotten hard from the touch, and she could feel the dampness as well. It felt good to know that her body could still turn on someone. She was used to being used and not loved. Jason continued to brush her hair slowly. He was no longer looking at her hair though. He stared at her hard nipples, could hear her breathing begin to speed up, and see the flush growing across her chest. His cock was pushing against his jeans, straining to get out. Finally, he could stand it no more. He reached down and rubbed a finger across her nipple. Julie moaned, but did not tell him to stop. He took the nipple between his fingers, and gently tugged on it. He rolled it between his fingers, and felt it harder even more. His breath was now on her neck, and it was making her even more turned on. She heard the brush hit the floor, and sensed him moving. All of the sudden a warm moist set of lips were on her. She gasped and arched up to push her nipple deeper into his mouth. “Suck it baby. Suck it hard,” she whispered.

 

Jason needed no encouragement as his free hand found her other breast. Sucking hard and getting harder by the second, he wanted to touch Julie all over. His hand broke contact with her breasts, and moved downward. He found the towel in her lap, and pushed it aside. His hands found the soft fluff of hair, and slid past it. He could feel the heat of her pussy, and his fingers brushed against her clit. Julie spread her legs, allowing him better access. Her outer lips were wet, and his finger entered her easily. He took his moistened finger, and started making circles on her clit. “That’s it baby. A little faster,” Julie whispered.

 

Jason sucked hard on her nipple as his finger picked up speed on her clit. Julie was moaning, breathing faster, and lifting her hips to meet the finger working on her clit. “Oh god baby! I am gonna cum.. Faster. Please faster!” she hissed.

 

The orgasm was powerful. As much a result of the pent up emotions of the last few weeks, as the work of her son. Julie let out a long moan. Her toes curling, and her hand over his on her clit. She could not remember the last time she had cum like that. It encompassed her entire body. “Oh baby, that was so good. Oh so good.”

 

Jason took his mouth off of his mothers nipple, and they sought out her lips. Gentle at first, but then harder with tongues touching and exploring each others mouth. With her good hand Julie felt for the hardness in her son. She could feel the outline of it with her fingers.”Take me to bed baby. Lose those pants,” she panted.

 

Still kissing her, Jason lifted Julie off the bed, and carried her towards her room. All the towels and the blanket had fallen off, and they kissed intensely. He laid her down on the bed he had remade for her. She watched him unbutton his jeans, and followed their path to the floor. She looked at his hardness, and knew without a doubt she wanted it in her. He crawled up on the bed, positioning himself to enter her. She took his cock in her hand, and stroked it gently. “Let me help you get in baby,” she said. He lowered himself toward the soaked pussy of his mother, feeling the heat at the opening. She guided him in, and he pushed in slowly. The warmth and wetness were like nothing he could have imagined. “That’s it baby. You feel so good in me,” she moaned. “Move slowly at first baby.”

 

Jason began moving slowly, but knew he could not keep it slow for long. He began going faster and faster. The heat rising, and the wetness increasing where he could hear it as he pumped in and out. “Oh baby. That’s it. Fuck me. Fuck me,” Julie panted. Jason knew he was close. “Faster. Faster. Oh my god!” Jason came in waves. Each spurt into his mother’s pussy consumed him. Never had anything felt so good. Julie pulled him deep inside of her. Holding them together as he filled her with his cum. He stayed in her even after he finished. She ran her fingers over his back. “So nice baby,” as she held him close.

 

Jason rolled off and lay by his mother. He said nothing.” Are you ok babe?” Julie asked. “Mom, that was like nothing I have ever imagined. It felt so good. You feel so good,” he replied. “You didn’t feel too bad yourself young man,” she answered as she nudged him with her arm.

 

Julie finished off her glass of tea, smiling at the memories of their first time together. It was hard to believe it had been 8 weeks since that night. A lot had happened in that time. They slept together now. She had denied her son nothing in terms of sex. They had made love every day; he had talked her into shaving for him. Her hands reached down and felt the smooth. He liked shaving her there. She liked him shaving there. Life was better than it had been in a long time, and she felt no guilt or shame at loving her son as she has.

 

She picked up the glass, stood up and turned her back towards the night, and headed in to her bed and her son.