Slash Fiction Ch. 03: The Search for Spunk

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I graduated from college three years ago. Until last year, I could only find part-time work, so I lived with my parents. During that time, my sister Judy and I started a sexual relationship that neither of us wanted to end. The fact that we weren’t found out was a little luck but a lot of caution on our part, including her going on the Pill a few days later. We love and care about each other, too, but it was mainly about the sex. Last year, I got a full-time job, but it was an hour away, in the Cleveland suburbs. A few months ago, I got my annual review, and the raise was enough that I could finally afford a studio apartment here in town. They all helped me move, even my brother Tim, who was on break from another college. Last weekend was the first time Judy was able to come see me by herself. She graduates from college next month, and she had an interview with another company in the area.

Judy has a late class on Thursday, and it was raining everywhere in northern Ohio, so she didn’t get here till almost ten o’clock. That didn’t stop us from holding each other close and French-kissing as soon as she got through the door. We’d both missed each other terribly. I didn’t even care that my clothes were soaked just from the contact with hers. By the time she had her interview clothes hung up, it was past ten-thirty. There’s only one bed here, so we shared it, but she was worn out from the drive. We fell asleep together.

My alarm woke us in the morning. I felt a hand on my stomach. I opened my eyes and looked to the side. “Good morning, Chad,” Judy said.

“Morning, sexy,” I told her, and I kissed her.

“No time now,” she said. “You’ve got a job, and I hope to have one at the end of the day.” I rubbed her butt. “Tonight,” she said.

When I came home from work, I thought I was in the wrong apartment. There was no trash on the floor, the dining room table was clear, and the jeans I’d left on the back of my recliner had been replaced by a dress. Judy stepped out of the bathroom. She came up to me and greeted me. “You’re home!”

I put my arms around her and we had a long kiss. “How’d the interview go?” I asked.

“Hard to tell,” Judy said. “I felt like I got a little chatty toward the end, but I think I had good answers and good questions.”

“In that case, you might wanna know that Jeopardy’s having try-outs here next month.”

“Very funny. Hopefully, I’ll have a reason to be in town by then!”

“Speaking of the town,” I continued, “what did you have in mind for the weekend?”

“I told Mom and Dad not to expect me back till Sunday. Why, what did you have in mind?”

“I kept my weekend open, so we can do whatever we want. It was too late to get theater tickets, but-“

“Theater tickets?” Judy asked.

“You remember that fantasy you told me about? Part of it was seeing a musical in person. Plus, I remember coming home from college one Friday night, and you were at school for their production of Les Miz.”

“Oh, right! I wasn’t in the show; I was just working on the scenery. But you remembered that?”

“I love you, Judy. I was paying attention even before I knew you felt the same way.”

Judy squealed, “Chad!” and squeezed my waist. She hadn’t gotten any taller since I moved, so her head was still up against my chest. “I love you, too! I was so happy this morning. For all the times we had sex, that’s only the second or third time we’ve woken up together. It was so nice to see your face the first thing. I think that’s why I was so upbeat at the interview!”

“Anyway, the other part of the fantasy was that a tall, handsome guy takes you to dinner, so I made reservations at a seafood place downtown. The food’s pretty good, but what makes it special is that it’s on Lake Erie, and I mean right on it. You can actually see the lake from some tables. And I got one of those tables.”

“What time?”

“The earliest they could get us in was 7:30.”

Judy looked at her watch. “It’s six o’clock now. How’s the traffic there?”

“I don’t know, but if we’re early, we can probably find something to do for a while.”

“In the car? Gross!”

“I didn’t mean that!” I insisted. “There are shops we could look at.” As it turned out, the traffic near the ballpark was just enough that we didn’t have to wait long after we got to the restaurant. We talked about my job, the company she interviewed with and what had been going on at home since I moved. (Not much, apart from Tim introducing his new girlfriend to them.) They also had a ballroom. Neither one of us will ever dance on Broadway, but it was fun being able to make sensual moves without worrying that someone who knew us both would be creeped out.

The latest Galaxy Corps movie had just come out on DVD. I could have paid to watch it on cable, but I saved it as a back-up plan in case we couldn’t get in to see a show. We picked it up on the way back, but by the time we got home, it was almost 10:30, and the movie was nearly three hours long. We watched the special features, and student sex parties porno I put the disc back in the case.

“You know, there’s something I never thought to ask you,” I said. “I let it slip one time that I used to think about you while I was jacking off. What did you think about when you fantasized about me?”

“Well, my favorite was pretty much what we did tonight, except I’d have a sexier dress for you to take off of me at the end of the night.”

“That dress is plenty sexy,” I told her. “There’s a reason three different waiters dropped trays when they were crossing the room.”

“You’re just saying that,” Judy said.

Her dress was red, and the neckline was low enough and wide enough that I could lean in and caress her breast without moving the fabric at all. “A sexy dress on a sexy woman,” I said. I lifted her hand and put it on my dick. “And in case you had any doubt …”

“I also thought about sitting in the back of a porno theatre with you and blowing you while the people up front listened.”

“Dammit, I checked the wrong theaters’ listings,” I told her.

“I thought of it one time when I was heading for lunch. The adult bookstore was about halfway between my 11 o’clock class one semester and a McDonald’s. I knew what kind of stuff went on in the viewing rooms, and when I pictured us that night, I changed it to a movie house.”

I took the conversation in a new direction. “So, what would you do when you were thinking about us?”

Judy smiled, because she knew what I was up to. “When I had the porno theater fantasy, I’d usually be sitting on my bed. I’d imagine you in the seat next to me and lean down. I’d unbuckle your pants and fish your dick out of your underwear. I always go commando in this fantasy, so I’d move up, and soon you’d have your fingers inside my pussy. Of course, my real fingers would be there while I was imagining this. Sometimes while I was fingering myself, my arm would go up against my boob, and I’d think it was the arm rest between two seats. My head goes up and down while my fingers go in and out. If my self-control is good enough that day, I’m able to stop long enough that I can pretend you just came in my mouth. I smack my lips just to show you that I swallowed it all, and then I climb onto your lap. By now, if I have any underwear on in real life, there’s usually a wet spot on them, so I take them off.”

I looked down and asked, “Like right now?”

She hiked her dress up over her waist. “Yeah, like right now.”

“So what are you waiting for?” I asked. Judy pulled her underwear off. I tossed them in my hamper. I pulled my pants down and took her spot on the recliner.

She knelt at the side of the recliner. She tried to lean over and suck me, but she couldn’t reach that far. “Push the seat back,” she said. I did, and she was able to reach me with only minimal effort. She stroked it once and then licked the head. She looked up at me and I nodded.

“Yes, please,” I said. “It’s been a long three months.”

“I know,” Judy said. “I’ve missed you so much.” She tickled my balls and then slowly took my entire shaft into her mouth. She bobbed up and down a few times. I reached around and found her pussy. I ran my fingers over her pussy hair. It was as soft as I remembered. I rubbed her pussy lips, and they were even softer than I remembered. Once I got three fingers in her, she let me out of her mouth and said, “I want you!” I spread my legs. Judy got up and pulled her dress over her head.

“I’ll do laundry tomorrow,” I told her.

Now she had nothing on but the pink bra that I’d seen briefly when I’d pulled the seat out for her at the restaurant. “Go ahead,” she told me.

I put my hands on her hips. I looked up and told her, “I love you.”

“I love you, too, but right now, more than anything else, I just plain want you.” She sat on my lap and gripped the arms of the chair while I separated her pussy lips with my fingers. I hadn’t seen that beautiful pink flesh in a few months even before I moved out. Not that we hadn’t had sex, I just hadn’t done the look-in lately. I moved my hands up to her back, just below the back part of her bra. Judy reached behind her to undo her bra, and I took the opportunity to shake my pants down to my ankles. They’d gotten rather uncomfortable by now. “You wanted to know what I do when I’m thinking about us? Well, I pay so much attention to my pussy that my breasts don’t get much attention. How ’bout fixing that?”

I leaned forward and kissed each nipple. She held my head in the way some guys do when they’re getting a blow job. I put a third finger in her pussy and pumped while I sucked her hard nipples. I accidentally hit my cock on the side of the chair, and I pulled back. “I don’t know how much more I can take,” I told Judy.

“I can’t take any more,” she said. “Let’s go to bed!” She was already naked, and she ran to the bed. “What’s keeping you, Lover?” she asked.

“You were so nice cleaning up that I hate submissive cuckolds porno to leave my clothes lying around,” I answered.

“That can wait till morning,” she said. “I can’t!”

When I got to the bed, Judy was already on her back with her legs spread. I jumped on top of her, not even caring which body parts came in contact. I was just so happy to be with her again. She wrapped her arms around me, and we had a series of short but soulful kisses. She ran her fingers up and down my spine, making my cock even harder. I was afraid I’d come just from that! I sat up straight and looked at her. “My God, I’ve missed that beautiful body,” I told her.

“I’ve missed yours too,” she said. “I went to a gay porn site just so I could look at a chest that was almost as hairy as yours.”

“Don’t get any more ideas,” I told her. “Incest is one thing, but I’m just not into guys. At all.”

Judy turned over and said, “There goes my fantasy about you and Tim,” with a laugh.

I couldn’t tell whether she was joking, so I didn’t say anything. She raised her ass in the air. For no other reason than her joke, if it was one, I had less than zero interest in anal sex at this moment, so I pointed my cock up and forward. I found her pussy and slid in. “I can’t remember,” I said. “Have we ever done it doggy style before?” She didn’t answer right away. “I mean, besides in your ass?”

“Well, I know we’ve done it like this in the shower, but that was more leaning than kneeling,” Judy said. Now that we were conversing as well as fucking, I wasn’t going quite as fast, and I had a little more self-control. I moved my hips around so I was reaching different parts with each thrust. On one thrust, she rose up. “That was new!” she said.

“You like it?” I asked, as if I needed to.

“Hell, yeah!” she answered. I planted my knees and started fucking just for that spot. “Oh … oh … right there, honey!”

I pulled up a little so I could go deeper. Suddenly, I had an image, and I shared it. “Hey, Tim, what are you doing here?” I said. Then I said in a nasal voice, “I was hoping for a piece of the action!” (I used to tease Tim because he had kind of a nasal tone when he was younger.) “Well, let’s ask Judy,” I said. “You mind if he joins us?”

“Mind? Hell, I’ve been dreaming about it!” Judy acted like she was taking his dick in her mouth and did that thing that’s supposed to look like it’s poking at her cheek.

“Damn, that’s a fine ass, isn’t it?” asked “Tim.”

Before I could answer for myself, Judy said, “Yeah, and I bet you’d like to fuck it!”

“Not till I’m done with it,” I said.

Judy turned her head back and said, “Who says I meant mine?”

“Hey!” was all I could answer. Then I acted like I felt a dick behind me. “Hey!” I said again, but in a tone suggesting that I liked it.

“Oh, sure, a dick in my ass is hot, but your ass is a different story, isn’t it?” Judy joked.

I kept fucking her pussy, but now I moved my back like I was getting fucked. “Oh, … oh, yeah, … uh, Judy? Tim and I would like some time alone, if you don’t mind.”

Judy pulled away. She turned around and pushed me onto my back. “Oh, no, you don’t, you sons of bitches! You’re gonna fuck me, and then he’s gonna fuck me, then you’re gonna fuck me again, and no one’s fucking anyone but me!”

As she mounted me, I said, “Um, I think you may have hurt Tim.”

“Oh, sorry, Tim, I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.”

“Not his feelings. I mean you just pushed me on top of him!” I arched my back to give him a chance to extricate himself. “Okay, he’s gone now.”

“Good,” Judy said. “I want you all to myself.” She had me inside her and she started using me as her toy again.

“You have me all to yourself,” I said seriously.

“I want this job so bad,” she said in between bounces.

“Why’s that?” I asked, even though I knew the answer.

“I want you to come inside me,” she groaned.

“Not sure I see the connection,” I joked.

“Sorry, I meant, if I get this job, we’ll never have to be apart.”

“I’d like that,” I said. I raised my hips and added, “About that cum you wanted.”

She had her hands on my forearms. She mashed her hips against mine, saying, “I want it all. I don’t want anyone else to get it, ever again.”

I could see my cum flowing back out of her and over my cock. I reached up and put my hands on her back. The way she was holding me, I couldn’t get my fingertips to her spine, let alone get my hands together. “That’d be fine with me,” I told her.

“We’ll need a bigger place,” she said.

“I know. This is barely big enough for me, let alone two people.”

Judy continued my sentence with a smile. “Or three.”

“Wait. What? Are you-?”

“No, not right now!” Judy answered. She reached down and squeezed my dick. “But maybe …”

“We’ve had this discussion before. We’re not just going to do this on the spur of the moment,” I insisted.

She put her taboo heat porno index finger over my mouth. “I didn’t mean tonight, either. I’m still on the Pill, you know. I just meant I’d like it. You, me, white picket fence. With those muscles, I bet you could build one hell of a swing set.”

Now I was starting to see it. Judy was sitting on the back porch with two young kids while Tim held a board in place and I hammered the last nail into place. I lifted my head from the pillow and shook out my hair.

“Swing that hammer, Thor!” she said. She’d read my mind!

“And you’ll bring me lemonade when I’m done?” I asked.

“Lemonade’s only the beginning of your reward,” Judy said. “Why do you think we end up with two kids instead of one?”

“I’m sold,” I told her. I rolled her onto her back, my dick not fully erect, but still inside her. “I bet you could find work here even if you don’t get the job you came for.”

“And I’d have someone I want to come home to,” Judy said. “And wake up next to.” I was hard again, and I started fucking her again. “Speaking of pounding things,” she said with a smile.

“Hell, yeah,” I told her. “We’ve got a space ship to staff!”

Judy laughed. “I hadn’t thought about those stories in a year!”

“That’s funny,” I said, “because I can’t see a promo for Galaxy Corps without thinking about them.”

I could feel her tits against my chest. She was tickling my spine again, and this time she got my butt. “Fill me up, Sweetie! Don’t stop till I’m overflowing!”

“Damn right,” I told her. “By summer’s end, you’ll need loose clothes. By Christmas, you’ll have to turn sideways to get through my door.”

“Oh, shit!” Judy shouted.

“It’s great not having to worry about Mom and Dad hearing us, isn’t it?” I asked.

“Hell, yeah! Come in my cunt! Come in my cunt!”

“I’m going to!” I told her. “I’ve got a few million troops heading your way right now!” Then I let out an unintelligible string of sounds as I fired my photon torpedo into her warp core. I rolled off her, and we went to sleep. We’d both had a long day, but we were looking forward to a relaxing weekend.

This time I woke up first. I lay there and looked at her eyelids, wanting to be the first thing she saw when she awoke. I could hear her soft breathing and wondered if she was dreaming anything as strange as our new reality. When she opened her eyes, I said, “Good morning, beautiful!” and she smiled.

“It sure is,” she said.

We had breakfast, watched the DVD and went to visit the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. Since I only moved in a few months ago, I hadn’t had much opportunity to visit it myself. For supper, we bought hot dogs from a street vendor and then we walked on the dunes by the lake. While we were there, Judy ran several yards ahead of me, right by the water. I could see her put her hand in her purse and feel around for something. “You remember you said you’d give me what I want, as long as I suggested it when we weren’t getting ready to have sex?”

“Yeah …,” I said.

Judy pulled out something circular and threw it into the lake. She walked back toward me. “Chance are, nothing’ll happen tonight, but … there, I said it. Are you gonna keep your word?”

“You haven’t said anything,” I pointed out.

Judy put her hands on my arms. “Darn you. Alright, I want to have completely unprotected sex. I want you to fill me with sperm when there might possibly be an ovum waiting for you. What do you say, Chad?”

I walked to her, put my arms around her and said, “I love you. I’d do it even if I hadn’t promised.”

Judy put her hand between us and felt my cock. “Looks like you’re ready!”

“Well, not yet. I don’t want to get arrested!” I told her. She laughed, and we had a brief kiss. We kept walking, but now we were hand in hand. We’d said we loved each other so many times, but this was different. We were really and truly in love. Once in a while, I’d turn toward her and pick her up. I love the feel of her petite frame, and she loves feeling my muscles over her back.

The last time I put her down, she spun around. “You’re so beautiful when you do that,” I said. “Even though I know what you look like naked, I’d love it if you wore a bikini the next time we come here. I want to see the shape of your sexy body when you twirl.”

Judy let loose with a lawyer-friendly excerpt from “The Sound of Music”. “The next time we come here, my body might not be bikini-ready,” she said with a smile.

“It will be,” I told her. “You could be a month overdue, and you’ll still be sexy.”

“God, I wish you’d take me right now,” she said.

It took all my strength not to give in to her. “If you wear a bikini, I’ll bring the blanket,” I told her.

When we got home, neither of us could wait any more. It was like a contest to see who could get naked faster, but we didn’t really notice who won or lost. As soon as we were on my bed, we were kissing and grabbing each other. “Oh, Chad,” Judy sighed. “This is so wonderful.”

“I know,” I said. “It feels like … like … we just got engaged.”

“We can’t be, but I know what you mean,” she said. She was lying on her back, and I got between her legs. “That’s okay. Our kids will have our name, and if anyone calls me ‘Mrs.,’ I just won’t correct ’em. Besides, I don’t see a ring!”

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** This story doesn’t include my previous characters (Laura and Tori), but it is another topic that has always fascinated me. I’m still new to this and would love to get any constructive feedback! I’m always curious about the ratio of plot to sexual activity, so let me know if I should add more of one or the other. Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoy. **

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Things haven’t been the same since my parents separated. I’ve always known them as Mom and Dad, but lately it’s just Mom or just Dad. They never seemed to get along when I was growing up, and now that I’ve just turned 18 they decided to officially divorce. Since I’m no longer a “kid”, they thought I could handle it. I feel like they were wrong in assuming that just because I’ve turned 18 that I’m not their little girl.

I spend half of each month with my mom and the other half with my dad. It’s the most annoying thing to have to switch between the two houses constantly, and I feel like neither of their houses are really home to me. Mom has already started dating new guys, which feels so awkward. Seeing another man with my mom is something I guess I’m going to have to get used to.

“Hey, Claire, how are you doing?” my friend Melanie asked after our last class ended for the day.

“I feel like that’s the only question I’m getting asked lately.” I sighed and turned away from her. “I’m doing fine. It’s not easy, but I’ll get through it.”

“Sorry, I just want to make sure you’re okay. You can talk to me about anything if you need to.” Melanie gave a sympathetic smile and softly patted my shoulder. Melanie was the person I could always confide in about things. She knows my family pretty well, especially since we’ve been friends since kindergarten. Even though we’re seniors in high school, things really haven’t changed much between us.

“My dad’s picking me up today and hates when I make him wait for me. I better get going. I’ll see you tomorrow.” I walked over to the parking lot where my dad was waiting in his Tesla.

My dad is a hardworking guy and is one of the best software engineers at some fancy tech company. I respect his ability to make enough money for us to live a comfortable life, but that doesn’t reduce the fact that he can be kind of pushy and impatient. Maybe he works too much. Maybe that’s the reason Mom finally got fed up.

“Claire, finally. Come on, we’ve got to get going. I have some work to finish up when we get home.” He seemed just about as grumpy as usual. I’ve seen worse from him, though.

“I had a good day, thanks for asking!” I sarcastically remarked after his inviting greeting. I sat stiffly in the car and looked out the window.

The divorce has made him even more bitter, he probably senses that Mom is out with new guys. I wonder why he doesn’t go out with new women, now that he’s single? Well, what do I know, maybe he does when I’m not around. Although you’d think he’d be less irritable if he was having some fun in life.

“Sorry, honey. I know I haven’t been the most pleasant person to be around lately. You know how it is… With work, the divorce… It’s hard.”

I looked over at him and his face turned solemn yet blank as he drove. I felt bad for him. He had a good life, a beautiful wife, a family. “It’s okay, Dad. I know it’s hard. I love you, okay?” I smiled at him, perhaps he would turn his head for a second and see it. He did.

“Thanks, Claire. You’re doing well with all of this. I’m really proud of you. You’re growing up to be such a great woman.”

We arrived home; I went to my room and Dad went to his study to do work. He usually stays in his study all night long, until he finally goes to bed around midnight. After a stressful day, I just really wanted to close my bedroom door and masturbate. Being a girl, and a shy one, it’s sometimes hard to feel comfortable with masturbating, but I’ve been slowly trying to get the hang of doing it more often. I only recently started since I saw an article online about sexual health, and since I’m not sexually active, I thought I should release my tension by my own means.

I teach that-bitch porno checked the hallway and quietly closed my door, then jumped back into my bed with my laptop. I put my earbuds in, searched for something to watch, and relaxed. I lay there with all my clothes on, but soon I could feel the warmth between my legs. I soon crept my hand into my pants and into my underwear, biting my lip when I felt how much wetness had accumulated only in a matter of minutes. I slowly began to rub on the area around my clit, only brushing over it for a second, to tease myself. My legs bent and spread wide open was quite the sight, as a mirror was opposite of my bed and I could see myself committing dirty acts. I felt so unlike myself when I masturbated; I turned into a lustful whore, one that wanted to be fucked senseless.

I started to ignore the pornographic sounds in my earbuds and focused solely on my internal fantasy with my eyes closed. I imagined myself being tied to my bed, helpless and vulnerable, spread eagle. Guys lined up outside my door, waiting to take their turn with me, jacking off as they watched the guy before them fucking my brains out. Each one would just use me and ignore my pleas for a gentle touch, slamming their pelvises into my sweet spot, forcing me to reluctantly cum all over their throbbing dicks. They’d dump their load in me and the next one would be on me without hesitation.

This fantasy made my hand move quickly, alternating between thrusting in and out and making circles on my clit. I was getting close to climax when I opened my eyes. My door was ajar. I stopped immediately.

My door was closed wasn’t it?

I specifically remember closing it.

Or had I?

I threw my blankets over me and quickly put my clothes on. I stepped out of my bed and quietly stepped over to my door, tapped it so it opened slowly, and peered out. The hall was empty. My heart was beating heavily, and I was trying to be as quiet as possible because every sound I made felt so loud for some reason. To calm my nerves I told myself that my dad had not seen what I was doing and that the door either opened on its own or I had not closed it all the way. I couldn’t imagine the level of embarrassment I’d feel if my dad had seen me like that.

“Are you not that hungry?” my dad asked as I got up to bring my plate to the kitchen.

I avoided eye contact, still feeling uneasy about what happened before dinner. “No, I’m not really feeling well, I think I’m just going to go to bed.”

“Want some sleeping pills? That will probably help you sleep through whatever sickness you’re feeling.” He got up to get some from the bathroom cabinet. I did have trouble with insomnia, and with all this added anxiety I might as well take some to help me sleep through the night.

“Thanks Dad. I’ll see you tomorrow morning.” I took the pills before leaving the dining room. Maybe tomorrow I’ll forget all about that stupid door being ajar. Although I don’t know if I can get the courage to masturbate while anyone is home ever again. The idea of my dad seeing me naked, let alone touching myself, made me shiver and gave me a restless feeling in my stomach.

I went to my room and changed into a baggy t-shirt and shorts before laying down in my bed. I was feeling really tired and nauseous, and once I closed my eyes it wasn’t hard to fall asleep.

After what felt like many hours, I awoke, or at least I think I did, feeling stiff and constrained. I felt a bit dizzy and my vision wasn’t entirely clear. What’s going on? Why do I feel so… good, yet bad at the same time? After a few seconds, things started clearing up and I realized what was happening. Someone was touching me. The lights weren’t on and my eyes were struggling to adjust to the darkness. I could tell that my shorts were off and my t-shirt had been pushed up to my neck, my C-cup breasts exposed. I felt the breeze from my fan hitting my chest and causing my nipples to harden. A soft wetness was brushing against my clit again and again. It was a tongue, lapping furiously teamskeet porno at my cunt, giving me amazing sensations. Once I noticed how good it felt, my hips started to push up in reaction and my muscles tensed. I was so scared, which kept my orgasm from coming too quickly, but I felt it start to rise. How could I orgasm at a time like this?!

I began to moan, almost involuntarily, and tried to figure out what to do in the midst of this huge distraction. I wanted to push the person away, but my hands were bound above my head. My feet felt free, so I tried to kick the person away, but they immediately grabbed my ankles and held them down, then spread them wider so my pussy was on full display. I felt so vulnerable and violated, yet I was more turned on than I’d ever been. It was becoming more difficult to hold back my orgasm. All of my senses were heightened in this time of fear, confusion, and arousal. The tongue pressed harder onto my clit, going quicker, and I felt a finger slide into me.

I moaned again, “Please, please stop… I can’t- I can’t handle it much longer… Please!” I felt a few tears slide down my cheeks, not out of sadness, just panic.

Suddenly my orgasm came over me and my hips bucked, yet they continued to lick me up and down. I was squirming so much but not getting anywhere. After my orgasm calmed down, I lay there, struggling to keep my legs closed, but they held them open. My eyes were slowly starting to adjust, finally, and I tried to focus on my attacker.

“Even more beautiful than when I watched from before.”

I recognized his voice. “Dad? Dad! What the hell are you doing! Get off me!”

He ignored my anger and gazed in between my legs. I felt my shyness reach a new level. “Please.. don’t look. That’s so embarrassing, stop it! Don’t look at me!” I screamed at him.

“You have the prettiest pink pussy, Claire. I love it. And you taste amazing, too. Try not to scream, though, or I’ll have to punish you more.” He seemed so calm, as if he had no inkling that what he was doing was wrong.

“Dad… please… Why are you doing this?” I pleaded.

“Now that your mother and I are divorced, my sex life is basically non existent. I was hoping you could help me with that.” Even though what he was doing was crazy, his voice didn’t sound crazy. He sounded like he just wanted my help, like he was asking me to get the newspaper for him or help him do the dishes.

His tone gave me an odd sense of comfort. I didn’t know how to feel anymore.

“And I saw you earlier today, touching yourself, and it sent me over the edge. God, you’re beautiful. Your little 18 year old body, writhing as you pleased yourself. You looked so different doing that. Claire, have you been with any guys before? Just be honest, I don’t care if you have or not.”

I hesitated, fidgeting a little, still aware that my naked body was out in the open. “No… I haven’t.”

“Did you ever want to try anything sexual? I thought this could be a two-way street. You can try things with someone you can trust, and I can relieve some of the sexual frustrations I’ve been having.” As he spoke he started to stroke my pussy, slowly on my clit, driving me mad. His fingers were so experienced and felt so good, even better than mine.

“That… feels really good…” I said, softly, my mind going to the lustful place as it does when I masturbate.

He continued to stroke me, as I faintly heard his pants unzipping. I couldn’t focus on anything but the good sensations I felt between my legs. How could he reduce my fear to dust so suddenly? Why was I letting this happen? It’s almost as if I wanted it. But I couldn’t let myself believe that. This was NOT what I wanted. He was violating me, my arms were literally bound. I couldn’t do anything about what was happening to me.

His fingers continued to glide seamlessly in between my lips, spreading them and teasing me. I could now see almost perfectly, even in the darkness. His boxers formed a perfect tent where his penis was begging to come out. He slipped out of his boxers and I stared tecavuz porno at his length in awe, never having seen this up close before. For some reason I desperately wanted to feel it. Anywhere. These dirty thoughts made me feel sick, but I couldn’t help it.

“Are you going to take my virginity?” I asked, still a trace of fear in my voice. “I don’t think I’m ready for that. We can do that another time, okay? Please?”

“I think you can handle it. You’re grown up, now. It’ll only hurt for a little while at first. Don’t be scared.” His voice was so calming and soothing. He bent over to kiss me, a soft kiss that felt loving. “This is a really special experience we can have as father and daughter. We can connect in a more intimate way.”

There was a voice in the back of my head telling me that this was crazy and I was crazy. But, strangely, what he said made sense to me and made me want it. Our family was so broken now. Maybe this could help me feel closer to my dad, and make him less angry all the time. I wanted to make him happy, and I wanted to feel good in a way that I couldn’t do for myself.

I nodded slowly and tugged at my arms in their restraints. “Can you let me go, at least?”

“As a reward, I will let you go.”

Now I felt like I was working towards something. Once he let me go, this could be over, and I could try and forget about it. I had mixed feelings of eagerness to feel him inside of me, yet also wanting it to just be over.

He started to rub the tip of his head against me, and I was surprised at how wet I still was. No matter how much I told myself I didn’t want this, my body was telling the truth of how horny I was for my dad’s cock. He slowly started to insert himself inside of me, putting my legs on his shoulders. He stared at our sexes touching, becoming one, then looked at me as he thrust all the way into me. My eyes widened from the slight pain and the new feeling, I wanted to hate it, but I couldn’t. He grabbed my boobs as he began to fuck me, then leaned down to bite on my nipples softly at first, then biting hard and rough.

He did not take his time going gentle for too long, as he quickly started to thrust in and out of my cunt, making me feel more sore with every movement. I moaned in enjoyment and pain, “Please, Dad, go softer? It hurts!” My request was ignored as he began to untie my wrists, and immediately flipped me over onto my stomach. He pulled my hips up, my bare butt against him, my face pushed against the bed. I was only relieved of the pain for a few seconds, as he thrust himself back into me again and again, grabbing onto my hips for leverage.

I groaned into the pillow, feeling an orgasm start to build up, surprised at how good it felt behind the pain of his roughness. “Dad, please, I can’t hold it, I’m going to…”

“Don’t cum yet. Cum and you get spanked.” It was too late. I was already cumming, and he knew immediately from my moans and the wetness that built up inside of me.

“You didn’t listen.” He spanked my ass hard, twice, and my cheeks burned, causing me to shriek in response.

He continued to thrust harder, and in this position it was hitting the perfect spot, making me fear another orgasm (and another spanking). “Please! If you keep doing that I can’t help it!” there was a sound of tears in my voice. “Be gentle with me!” I tried to pull away, but he grabbed me back before I could.

This only entertained him more, causing him to throb harder. “With that kind of talk you’re going to cause me to lose it, too.”

He steadied his pace, but that almost made it worse for me, and caused my next orgasm to creep up slowly. “I’m really going to cum again, please don’t spank me.”

“You cum when I tell you to.”

I tried to hold it back as best as I could, as I gripped the sheets and drooled on my pillow case. I felt him start to thrust quicker again, noticing his grunts getting louder, and it sounded like he was getting ready to cum too. I was right, and a few seconds later I felt his cock start to pulse, and finally let my orgasm go through me. “Fuck!” he yelled, “Did you cum on me as I came? I didn’t tell you that you could, but it felt amazing. So you only get one spanking.”

He spanked me once, and the sound echoed in my room. He pulled himself out of me, and I felt his fluids drip down my thigh. What had just happened to me?

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My brother had just turned 21, and he was having a Thursday night out on the town to celebrate. He’d invited all of his mates, and pretty much anyone was invited. Me and my friends decided to meet up with him later on in the night. He’d obviously enjoyed himself, as when we bumped into him, he was completely drunk. As you would expect for a 21st birthday celebration.

My friends and I got some drinks, and we danced in a local club along with my brother and friends for a while. Unfortunately he was so drunk, he broke my camera and a bouncer friend of mine asked me to take him home. I was struggling to help him, so a few of his friends offered to help, one of whom was called Chris. I immediately noticed Chris, and how good looking he was. Broad shoulders, muscles, striking green eyes and tousled dark hair. He helped to support my drunken brother, and we chatted a small amount. Anyway, I finally managed to get my brother home and safe in bed, and that was the end of that night.

The next day, I sent a message on Facebook to Chris, telling him thanks for helping me the previous night, and a friend request. We immediately hit it off, and we chatted via Facebook message for around 6 hours straight. We had a lot in common, he was very chatty and friendly, seemed very kind and interested in what I was saying to him. There were a few potential “issues”, one being he was my brothers best mate, or one of them, and also the fact he is 19 and I am nearly 25. This is a fairly big age gap especially for the girl to be this much older. But he is very mature for his age, down to earth and sensible, (most of the time!) he also drives, and has a full time job. He has a good sense of humour, as do I, and this helps to bring us closer.

Now, here’s where our newly found friendship quickly escalates. The Saturday after my brothers birthday, I was out for another night out with some girls, Chris was also out with his friends. I must note, I do not remember too much detail from this night out, but I will try my best to recall.

We were having fun, dancing in the local club, nearing the end of the night. We only saw each other near the end, as we were both with different people in different places. While dancing, we were kissing a cuddling a lot. We barely came up for air, his hands were touching me in my short and tight trademark dress, feeling the outline of my female agent porno slim body, and cupping my smallish breasts. His hands were in my hair, and kissing me so hungrily. I then made the decision I wanted to go home. He lives nearby to where I live, so we got a taxi together. You must realise, I never usually do this kind of thing. I have never had an official one night stand with someone I barely know. But tonight for some reason, I decided to change that.

We arrived at mine, and after a few drunken exchanges, we ended up in my room, in my bed. We, of course, were kissing again. Lots of tender kisses, tongues touching briefly, and then getting stronger and more meaningful. He pulled me on top of him and started grinding his hips against mine, his arms wrapped around me. His hands start wandering, up the backs of my legs, over my bum, pulling my dress up slowly. I rub my body on his and he moans. He reaches behind my back and unzips my dress, I sit up and pull it off over my head. He unclasps my bra and immediately grabs hold of my breasts, gently squeezing my nipples, making me moan. All I am wearing is a thong, and his hands run down my sides, to my hips, he grabs my ass cheeks, gently parting them. Then his fingers tease me, slowly pulling aside my thong and touching me, feeling how wet I am.

I grab at his top, desperately trying to pull it off. He helps, and exposes his amazing body, dark hair on his chest running down to his cock, slim stomach, defined muscle. I start kissing his delicious body all over, running my lips down, down, kissing his sides, getting right down to his groin area. I slide my fingers under his belt and tease the tip of his cock. I tug at his jeans and he pulls them down. I kiss all around his cock, not touching it. I can see precum, about to drip. I reach his balls, and kiss them, taking one and sucking it into my mouth. I lick them all over, and run my tongue halfway up his huge hard shaft. I then move to his thighs, muscles and dark hair, I grab them and kiss them, moving in between them and running my hand right up to the top of his thighs, stroking his balls. I then look up at him, his eyes are closed, and he is breathing heavily, gently thrusting his hips up every so often. I flick my dark hair over to one side, and reach down to his hard, throbbing cock. I open my mouth over it, and reach out my tongue, and gently flick the tip, licking up the drops of precum. I swirl my tongue around the tip a few times, enjoying his response, hands in my female fake taxi porno hair, gently pushing me down. I resist, and carry on teasing, using my tongue to lick the head, and the length of his shaft, feeling how hard he is. His cock is twitching with pleasure and anticipation.

I, very slowly, grip hold of his shaft with my right hand, lean down, and wrap my lips around the head. He moans and gasps in response, thrusting his cock into my mouth. I move my hand up and down, and suck the head, moving my mouth deeper and deeper, making it wet and licking up all his precum. I move my head up and down, my tongue sliding up and down his length, and my lips gripping tight. I keep going, faster and faster, then I stop, and he carries on thrusting into my mouth, fucking my mouth while I grip his cock. Suddenly his cock starts pulsing and he thrusts hard into my mouth, his cum shooting out and spraying to the back of my throat. Taken by surprise, I struggle to take it all, almost choking on his hot cum. I hold my mouth over his cock while he orgasms, feeling the strong pulsating in my mouth.

When he finishes, he looks at me, eyes wide, and states he’s never had a blowjob like that in his entire life. I just smile and lean over and kiss him.

Now, I guess a good thing about him being a bit younger, is he can have sex more than once in a row. He can cum, and then 10 minutes later, can be ready to go again. And we did have hot wet desperate sex after that amazing blowjob, but I want to tell you about another time we had sex, that was amazing.

We have had a lot of sex, over the past 2 months or so that we’ve been seeing each other. And I mean a LOT. We’ve done it 5 times in one night, pretty much within the space of 2 hours, maybe less. He’s fucked me hard, gentle, from behind, reverse cowgirl, me on top — which he loves, he makes me feel incredibly sexy while I’m on top fucking him, and he cums reasonably quick in this position. I’ve given him lots of blowjobs and handjobs, he’s gone down on me and fingered me. All in all our sex life is incredible. I’ve never had sex like it, he’s amazing at making me orgasm over and over, his cock is big and he knows exactly how to fuck me to make it feel so good.

Anyway, so this one time, we were in his room. We had to be fairly quiet, because his 16 year old brother, and mum were both in.

I’d just gone down on him again, jerked him off and made him shoot his load into my mouth, lots of cum, which I swallowed. glory hole secrets porno I love the feel of his cock pulsing so hard, and his cum shooting out.

We were just kissing, him still completely naked, and me with all my clothes on. We were just casually chatting, him saying how amazing the blowjob was and how he loves cumming into my mouth. I laid back and was half watching the tv. I then turned to face away from him, my ass on his cock. I didn’t think this would have any effect just yet, but, he got hard straight away. He pushed his hips into mine, pushing his cock right up against my ass, which he always does when I get in that position. He undid my jeans and reached inside, gently stroking my clit between my legs, getting me wet, making me moan. Then, quite forcefully, he grabbed my jeans and yanked them down, to just below my ass, he pulled my top up a little bit, then I felt his hard cock against me, and before I knew it he’d thrust inside me from behind, making me gasp. He pulled me hard against him, pushing his cock deeper inside me. Then he started thrusting, in and out, all the way out, and all the way in. I was moaning in so much pleasure, pushing myself back against him, his arms around me, pulling at my hips.

He then moves, tells me to lay on my front, and not pulling out he moves on top of me, I’m laying down flat on my front, jeans still around my thighs and top still on. He grabs hold of my ass cheeks, and starts sliding in and out. By this point I am so wet. I can feel the length of his cock sliding across my g-spot and I am moaning, gripping his legs and digging in with my nails. I reach underneath me and finger my clit, and I cum straight away, my whole body juddering, gasping, my pussy contracting with the waves of orgasm as he carries on thrusting deeper. I raise my ass up towards him and he grabs tighter to my ass cheeks, thrusting harder and faster, the head board of the bed banging against the wall. I cum again, almost in tears with the pleasure, my legs shaking. He leans back and slides in deeper, his big cock filling me up completely. I am just thinking I can’t take any more, when he whispers he is close to orgasm. He grips hold of my hips, thrusts so hard and so fast, then slows down and pulls on my hips, thrusting his cock deep inside and holds himself there, as his cock pulses over and over. I manage to cum one last time at the same time as him, both of us moaning and gasping. He slows right down and collapses on top of me, kissing my cheek, still inside me. I can hardly speak. He then pulls out of me slowly, it still feels so good. His cum drips out of me, onto my thighs and a bit on the bed. I pull my jeans and knickers up, and smile at Chris.

I can safely say, that will always stick in my mind as one of the best sex sessions I have ever had. But I am also positive there will be many, many more to come!

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This was always the longest part of the trip. The plane was down and taxiing to our gate. I always have to convince myself to take a deep breath and be patient. But knowing you will be there waiting for me is just too much for little Miss Impatient.

Finally the plane came to a stop and the seat belt sign went out. I only had a small carry-on bag stowed under the seat, which I grabbed and hurried down the aisle to beat the rush.

As soon as I’m at the end of the tunnel, I’m looking for you. Usually you’re pretty easy to pick out of the crowd and this time was no different. Hurrying towards you, I almost throw myself into your arms.

Laughing you hold me at arms length, “Who are you? I think you’ve got the wrong guy!”

With a grimace I use my bag to slug you in the shoulder and finally you wrap your arms around me, nearly lifting me from the floor.

I felt dizzy. It was always this way when I first say you after a long separation. The time we were apart seemed endless and I lived for the moment I could touch you again.

“What? No kiss?!” You grumbled good-naturedly.

I stuck my tongue out at you, “In the car, doll. I’m afraid I won’t be able to control myself, and after all, this IS a public place.”

“In that case, lets go,” and you grabbed my bag in one hand and me with the other and led me away.

As we passed the mobbed luggage drop, I thought to myself on how you had insisted I just keep stuff at your place and save bringing so much stuff. It saved us a lot of time, plus shopping with you for all the things I’d need had been so much fun. You spoiled me relentlessly and I rarely complained.

As I followed along behind you, I looked you over closely to see what might have changed in my absence. Your hair was shorter and you’d grown your goatee back. I smiled to myself as I thought about how I’d said that I preferred that look last time when you had shaved.

Finally we reached the parking ramp and found your car. The doors weren’t closed more than a couple of seconds when I reached over and turned your face towards mine. “I think I owe you a kiss?” I laughed softly.

As our lips met, I felt that spark that had been there since the first time we kissed. A tiny jolt of electricity as soon as our lips connected. I leaned into you and deepened the kiss and touched your tongue with mine. With a deep sigh I moved as close to you as the seats would allow and ran my fingers through your hair and down your neck. I felt your skin shudder and pulled back enough to see your face. I never got enough of looking at your face and those blue, blue eyes.

Just now those blue eyes were darkened a bit and you were smiling at me. Softly you whispered, “I missed you”.

“Me too…” I spoke through a tight throat as your words sent a shiver through my whole body. Seems like a lot of things you say or do have that effect on me. “Take me home.”

Laughing you put the car in gear and pulled out of the parking spot.

The ride to your house is short usually, but the tension filling the car made it seem twice as long. I couldn’t keep my hands off of you and as you drove, I ran my hand up and down your thigh, feeling the muscles underneath flex and relax. I didn’t want to touch you anyplace more intimate. I could tell that you were hard. I could see your hard-on straining against the material of your shorts.

I leaned against you and whispered in your ear, “if you don’t hurry, I’m going to start in the car.”

You looked at me with wide eyes and I could see you assessing female agent porno my words, to decide whether or not I was serious. With a teasing smile I ran my hand to the waist of your shorts and slid the tips of my fingers inside. The backs of my fingers stroked against your stomach and I pushed a bit lower.

With a gasp, you grabbed my hand, saying, “Ok, ok, I’m hurrying!!”

I laughed softly and moved my hand back to your leg. I snuggled against your shoulder and was happy to just be with you.

You got out and not giving me time to do anything said, “Woman, 10 minutes ago you were telling me to hurry, now you won’t get out of the car! Lets go!”

I smiled and pulled myself up. You just grabbed my hand and led me into the house.

As soon as the door was closed, I pulled back on your hand and turned you towards me. I stood up on my toes and pulled your mouth to mine. I molded my body to yours, gently pushing my hips into yours to feel your cock against me. We fell back against the door, kisses growing frantic as our breath quickened and bodies grew taut with desire.

You drew me up and closer to you, stepping backwards with small steps, leading me towards the nearest couch. Still kissing each other, we somehow managed to fall onto the couch. I broke away from your mouth to breath deeply a few times. I nuzzled against your neck and licked you with tiny strokes. Flicks across your skin that let me taste you. I ran my mouth up to your ear and gently take the lobe between my teeth. With a warm breath I told you exactly how much I’d missed you and what I wanted to do to you.

I could feel you heartbeat speed up under my hand on your chest as you turned my head back to take another kiss from my willing mouth. I felt your hands working with the buttons on my shirt, and tried to make it easier by shifting away from you. Your mouth broke from mine to kiss my chin, throat and on down, following the path of your hands. I felt your lips on the curve of my breasts above my bra and I arched back to allow you access to the rest of my breasts.

With gentle fingers you stroked over my bra to caress the nipple. Instantly my nipple started to get hard and your fingertips focused on it, giving me a gentle pinch that made me gasp. Your head dropped down and I felt the warm wetness of your mouth over me, your tongue flicking over the hard nipple. I pushed towards you and pulled you closer to me. After a few moments you did the same with my other breast and I was trembling under your mouth.

Your fingers traced the line of lace covering me and slipped underneath to push it back and expose most of my breast to you. Your mouth dropped down again and touched my bare nipple for the first time. I felt your teeth scrape over it gently and I couldn’t stand it any longer. I pulled your mouth back up to mine and kissed you hard.

I pushed you back and without leaving your mouth moved so I was sitting astride you. I pushed your head back and trailed my mouth down your neck. I loved your skin, warm and soft to the touch, a bit salty to taste. I pulled on your shirt to un-tuck it and ran my hands over your chest and sides. My fingers found your small nipples and stroked them to hardness. I pushed my body further away from you on your legs and lean forward as I pulled up your shirt. My mouth explored you from the waist up, my tongue flickered over your nipples and I gently nipped you occasionally.

Your hands were never still. You touched me from the crown of my female fake taxi porno head down as far as you could reach and then back down my legs where you could reach. I slid back close to you and pushed down into you. I wanted to feel your cock straining to reach me. I reach a hand between us and stroked you through your jeans. I could feel you jump under my touch. This was the one arena where I had more patience that you and I couldn’t help but enjoy it. Finally I pushed myself off of your legs to kneel in front of you. I nudged your legs open so I could rest my head on your stomach.

With a mischievous smile, I looked up at you while my hands started to work on the button and zipper of your shorts. In a few short moments I had them open and you relaxed a bit, finally having room for your cock. The snug underwear you preferred kept you tight against your body and I dropped my head down to nuzzle the length of you against my mouth and cheek. I noticed that the tip was visible above your underwear and I licked you with tiny, hot licks. Slowly I eased your bikini briefs away from your hard length, to allow my mouth more room. Eventually I exposed your whole cock and engulfed you with my mouth, just for a moment.

I backed away and ran my mouth over your balls, sucking gently before taking you in my mouth again. I continued like this for a while, before deciding to settle on just the sensitive tip. My mouth was wet and warm and I held you tightly, while my tongue danced over the ridge.

Your hands had moved to my shoulders and hair and were holding onto me, as if afraid I would stop. I laughed softly, deep in my throat and you were so sensitive that even that made you tense. I released you long enough to flip the rest of my hair out of my way and without warning took as much of you into my mouth as I could. Up and down a few strokes and you could not endure any more of my torment and your hips pushed up off the couch to meet my mouth.

Knowing that signal, I sucked harder and faster and kept you tight in my mouth as you began to explode. Throughout, my tongue is never still and I continue to tease you even as you orgasm. Only when you start to relax do I swallow and the change in pressure caused you to twitch again. I loved the fact that you could come and still be hard and I was reluctant to let you go.

Still shaking, you pulled me back onto the couch. “You’re going to let me return the favor, right?”

Impishly I grinned and said, “no!”

“Like hell!” you growled and pushed me back on the couch. My breasts were still exposed and your hands moved to hold them, plumping them while keeping the nipples exposed. Your head dropped down. Lick. “You sure?”

“Yes.”

Lick. “Still?”

A pause, “yes”.

Teeth closing.

“Yeeessss.”

Pressure.

“Oooohh”

“That’s what I thought,” and I could hear you laugh as you took a position very similar to the one I’d been in just a few moments ago.

You pushed my skirt up out of your way and opened my thighs wider to plant kisses down my inner thighs. Your finger slid over the satiny material of my panties and I knew they were already soaked through. You pushed them slightly to the side and your finger continued its slow stroke, feeling my wetness, pushing into me slightly. Just enough to make me want more and I pushed my hips up towards your hand. You moved away, but only to pull my panties off. Then you opened me back up and I saw your head lower towards my center. So glory hole secrets porno close I could feel your breath, you stopped. “Say it, kitten. Tell me what you want me to do.”

My breath stopped and my eyes flew open. I’d felt every word you said on my super sensitive clit. “Taste me.”

You moved those final few centimeters and touched your tongue to me. I thought I was going to burst into flames any second. I willed my body to stillness and felt your tongue move over my clit. I pressed myself closer to you and my muscles deep inside flexed, tightening, despite the fact that my pussy was empty.

As your tongue continued to flick over and around my clit, I felt your hand on me. You pushed a finger into my dripping pussy, but withdrew it as I tried to push you deeper. Slowly, you slid into me, a tiny bit, a pause, another push and another pause. Finally I could tell you were as far into me as you could get and I deliberately flexed around your finger. You slid most of the way out and I felt another finger join the first and you began again. Slowly entering me, you curved your fingers up and stroked along my g-spot.

“Uhhh!” My gasp was loud in the stillness. My head came off the couch as you continued to lick my clit and rub my g-spot. My whole body shook as you played with me. I couldn’t decide if I wanted you to stop because of the intensity or to never stop. My hesitation gave you enough time to bring me to a screaming orgasm as my upper body lifted off the couch and my breath slammed out of me. My eyes were wide open and I couldn’t breath for several moments. Eventually you pulled away from me and looked up at me from the floor.

“I love doing that,” you said, “it turns me on to hear you come.”

With a low laugh I tumbled off the couch to join you on the floor. I pushed at your shorts and underwear until you were naked from the waist down. You were still hard as could be. I leaned down and kissed you, tucking my hair out of the way. I pulled my skirt back up and slid onto you. My forehead was pressed against yours as I lowered myself fully onto you. Then I relaxed and just felt you inside of me. I loved having you there, warm, full, slippery. Slowly I started to grind back and forth, and around in small circles. Your hands went to my face, as you looked me in the eyes.

With a wild laugh, I tore off my remaining clothes over my head and pulled your hands to my breasts. My left hand was on your chest and my right hand reached between us for my clit. I loved riding you, making you watch me masturbate, knowing I was going to make myself come.

I started to move more quickly, my hips matching the pace of my fingers. Your hands massaged my breasts, brushed my hard nipples and finally lowered to my hips.

My head fell back and my breasts jutted toward you as I felt myself grow tight and even wetter.

Snapping forward, I fell across your chest and gasped, “are you ready? I’m going to come soon.”

Eye to eye, you looked at me and said, “Do it. Come with me”

Still touching myself, my eyes fluttered closed and I could feel the muscles inside of me tensing, ready to explode again. My hips pushed you as far into me as I could and my whimpers finally trailed off in a long moan. I couldn’t stop rocking against you as all the little shockwaves continued.

I don’t know if it was the motion or my moaning that set you off, but just a few seconds after I came, I felt you tense beneath me. You grabbed my hips and lifted us both off the floor as you buried yourself deep inside of me. I could feel the jerk of your cock and the new warmth of your orgasm, as you lay rigid beneath me.

I lay against you and felt you subside slightly. I looked up into your beautiful blue eyes again and said, “Do you think we’ll ever make it to the bed the first time?”

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From,

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I think I was ten – maybe 11 – when I got my first camera. It was a birthday present from my mother. Funnily enough, I remember being disappointed. I’d been hoping for a guitar. I was right into music. But photography?

Looking back, I suspect that part of the problem was that my mother had something of an obsession with photographing ‘important family moments’ as she called them. Birthdays, Christmases, weddings – even funerals – my mother was there telling us to ‘Say cheese’. And it wasn’t as if she was a particularly good photographer. Even today, her family albums serve as examples of how not to take photographs.

Much to my mother’s disappointment, I hardly used the camera at all. It mostly sat in the top of my wardrobe, along with a couple of other gifts that I hadn’t really wanted.

But then something happened that changed my life.

The Christmas after I turned 15, my Aunt Sophie came to stay. She was a proper photographer. That was her job. She got paid to take photographs for fashion catalogues, as well as for the occasional magazine.

After supper on the first night she was with us, she showed us some of her photographs. They were very good. They were clever. They were beautiful. And, more importantly, they were interesting. They were nothing like my mother’s photographs. I remember being knocked out by them.

I also remember being knocked out by one of her cameras. It was a digital SLR, the first I’d ever seen. It had nowhere near the pixel rating of a modern digital camera. But that didn’t matter. It was instant! No more waiting days or weeks until you’d used up the whole film. No more trips to the Snap Happy store down on the high street. No more waiting for a couple more days while the film was processed. (And no more forgetting to pick up the prints because, well, by then the whole thing had taken so long that you’d sort of lost interest.)

It was just point … shoot … and look at the results. And, if you didn’t like what you saw, you just trashed that shot and took another.

‘Your mother tells me you’re a photographer, Harry.’

‘Not really,’ I said. ‘I’ve got a camera. But I don’t really do much. Not really. It takes too long.’

‘Then try this one,’ she said. ‘Here, I’ll just set it to auto everything.’ She handed me the DSLR and, ten minutes later, I was deeply and madly in love.

In some ways it was a good thing that my ‘birthday camera’ had had so little use. It was also a good thing that I’d kept the original packaging. Within a couple of hours of the local camera store opening after the Christmas break, I was down there using my low mileage film camera as a part-exchange on a near-new digital.

I won’t pretend that I became a master of photography overnight. My early efforts were only slightly better than my mother’s. But, freed of some of the more tedious parts of the process, I concentrated on the stuff that I thought mattered. Within a couple of years, I’d put together a portfolio that was good enough to get me into the photography programme at one of the better art schools. And, three years after that, I was ready to take the photography world by storm.

My timing was about as bad as it could be. The world was going through one of its periodic economic setbacks. The people who normally hired photographers weren’t. And for a 20-year-old newly-qualified snapper without any real experience, even freelance jobs were few and far between.

‘Talk to Soph,’ my mother said. ‘She might know someone who needs someone. She might even need someone herself.’

By then Aunt Sophie had set up in a studio only about half an hour from our village. I gave her a call and explained my problem.

‘Yeah, the well is certainly a bit dry at the moment,’ she said. ‘But come out to the studio. We’ll have a chat. See if we can work something out.’

Aunt Sophie’s instructions took me off the main road, down a secondary road, on to a country lane, and then, finally, down a narrow farm track. Just when I had decided that I must have taken a wrong turn somewhere, I found myself outside some sort of barn. I could see three cars parked outside. And I recognised one of them as Aunt Sophie’s beloved old Jag convertible.

I parked my car and made my way along the path that I hoped would lead to a door. It did. The door was partially open and, inside, I could see Aunt Sophie, all alone, cleaning a lens. ‘Aunt Sophie! Hi!’ I called out.

She looked up and seemed surprised to see me there. ‘Oh, Harry. Of course. I forgot you were coming today. Never mind, I’m nearly finished.’ She carefully put down the lens and gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. ‘Gosh, you’ve grown,’ she said.

I couldn’t help noticing that one of the two laptops on the floor next to her camera bag seemed to be on a porn site. I must say that was a bit of a surprise.

Then another surprise. Two women appeared from another part of the building. One, a big-breasted woman who appeared to be in her late 40s, was completely gangbang porno naked. Well, she was wearing a pair of high-heeled shoes of the kind designed to be worn only in the bedroom, but that was all. The other woman was slightly younger and wearing one of those short, pocketed aprons. I assumed she was a make-up artist.

‘Is this better?’ the younger one asked.

Before Aunt Sophie could say anything, the older woman suddenly noticed me. ‘Ooh, is this my stud, Soph?’ she asked. ‘Yum, yum.’

Aunt Sophie gave her a stern look. ‘Celia, Tamara, this is my nephew Harry,’ she said. ‘He’s a photographer.’

Naked Celia licked her lips. ‘Very nice,’ she said. ‘Are you going to do my close ups, Harry?’

Aunt Sophie’s stern look became even sterner. ‘Celia! Back in your box!’

‘I’d rather have Harry in my box,’ Celia said. And just to make sure we knew what she meant, she gently tapped her hairy pubic mound a couple of times.

Aunt Sophie turned to me. ‘There’s a kitchen through there, Harry,’ she said. ‘Go and make yourself a cup of coffee. I’ll just finish up here, and then we can a chat.’

Ten minutes later, I was just finishing my coffee when Aunt Sophie came into the kitchen. ‘Sorry about Celia,’ she said. ‘She gets a bit excited when there are good looking young men around.’

‘That’s OK,’ I said. ‘She’s a bit of a full-on character, isn’t she.’

Aunt Sophie just smiled and started to make another pot of coffee. ‘Now, I suppose you’re wondering what all this is about,’ she said. And before I could say anything, she continued: ‘As I said on the phone, the well is a bit dry at the moment. There’s not that much work about. And what there is, is not paying as well as it used to.’

‘Tell me,’ I said.

‘Fortunately – although that may depend on your point of view – a chap for whom I used to do a lot of fashion work decided to get into the mature erotica business. He set up a subscription website and several of other things, and he seems to be doing quite well. In fact, he seems to be doing very well. I guess people can always find a bit of spare change to pay for their pleasures.

‘Anyway, he asked me if I thought I could do some erotic shots that had a bit of quality about them. I told him I couldn’t see why not. Personally, I’ve always enjoyed a bit of good quality non-violent erotica. And don’t look so shocked,’ she said.

I didn’t realise I was looking shocked. But perhaps I was. I hadn’t really given too much thought to my aunt’s preferences in the realm of the erotic. Although I was beginning to.

‘Anyway,’ Aunt Sophie said, ‘I gave it a go. And, fortunately, he liked what I did. To cut a long story short, we came to an arrangement. He set up this place. And now I keep him supplied with fresh pics for his website and some other things. In between times, I get to do my normal stuff – when it’s available.’ She paused. ‘Surprised?’ she asked. ‘Shocked?’

Was I? ‘Well, I was a bit surprised,’ I said. ‘I wasn’t expecting Celia.’

‘Celia? No, nobody ever is,’ she said.

‘But I’m not shocked,’ I told her. ‘Not really. In fact it sort of sounds … well, quite fun, really.’

‘It can be,’ she said. ‘So … I guess the bottom line is that, with the porn money – as I call it – I can now afford to take on an assistant. Your mother showed me some of the fashion shots you did at college. I think you’ve got real potential. I’d like you to come and work with me. Oh, and just call me Soph – everybody else does.’

And so the next morning I became a proper working photographer.

For the first two days I helped Soph with a catalogue shoot. It was surprisingly hard work. In the course of the day, we completed about 30 shots. But it was also fun. And I was being paid to do something I enjoyed.

As we were leaving at the end of the second day, Soph said: ‘By the way, we’re working for Tom tomorrow.’

‘Tom?’ I said.

‘The granny-porn meister.’

‘That should be fun,’ I said.

‘Oh, it will be,’ Soph assured me.

And it was.

Our first model was Maggie. She would have been about 50 and I imagine she must have been quite a looker in her day. Even with a few summers behind her, she could still turn heads.

Soph started out with some gentle lingerie shots. Nothing especially raunchy. In fact not that different from some of the catalogue shots we’d done the day before.

Then Maggie changed into an electric blue lace-up bustier with a matching thong and stockings. Little by little, the temperature started to rise.

‘That’s nice,’ Soph said. ‘Yes, really nice. Bring your chin up a little. Great. Yeah, just a fraction more. Perfect. Looking straight down the lens …. Yeah, that’s it. That’s really nice. Now try pushing your tits together. Just gently. That’s it. And once more. Yes. Lovely. Great.

‘Now turn around and stick that beautiful bum of yours out. That’s it. Yeah, that’s great. Now just start to take your knickers off. czech harem porno Just a little bit, just a tease. Yeah, that’s it. And now a little more. Lovely.’ And between each instruction, between each encouraging word, there was the familiar thwat! of the big Balcar strobes splashing just the right amount of light exactly where it was required.

And so it continued, until Maggie lay sprawled seductively on a period chaise longue, her womanly breasts totally exposed, the lacy blue bustier little more than a wispy waistcoat, her knickers on the floor, her hot and bothered vulva open for all to see. Well, open for Soph and me to see, anyway. And for me to find more than a little arousing.

The thwatting stopped. For the first time in more than half an hour, Soph took her eye from the viewfinder of her camera. ‘Well, Harry, what do you think?’ she said. And then she glanced at the bulge in my jeans. Turning back to Maggie she said ‘I think Harry approves. I certainly don’t remember him having a banana in his pocket when we started, do you?’

‘No,’ Maggie said. ‘But it does look very nice. I’m flattered, Harry. Come over here so that I can show my appreciation in the proper manner.’

‘Well, go on,’ Soph said. ‘It’s not as if you find Maggie a total turn off. We’ve already established that.’

Carried away by the heady atmosphere of sex, I thought I’d call Maggie’s bluff. I walked straight over to her, unbuckling my belt as I went. I figured by the time I got within three feet of her, she’d be up on her feet and scurrying off to the dressing room.

But I was wrong. She did leap to her feet. But not to scurry off to the dressing room. She leapt to her feet to get my jeans down around my knees, freeing my aching cock.

Fixing me with a mischievous smile, she took my hard cock in one hand and gently cupped my balls with the other. ‘See, it wasn’t a banana,’ she said. ‘It was something much better.’

It was about that point that I noticed the slightly muffled thwat! of the triple Balcar strobe lights had started up again. And Soph was once more watching the action through the viewfinder of her camera.

Funnily enough, I didn’t care. I was going to blow my pink stack whatever happened. And blowing it with the help of the lovely Maggie seemed as good a way as any.

And it didn’t take long. A few expert strokes from Maggie and I was shooting milky semen over her womanly breasts.

Once more the thwatting stopped. ‘Brilliant,’ Soph said. ‘Perfect. There are some things you just can’t plan. That was really good. Really good.’ And she bent down and kissed the head of my wilting cock. Just like that. Just like it was something she did every day. ‘Yes, excellent,’ she said.

It was all a bit like being in a delicious dream. But there was work to be done. Maggie and I needed to get cleaned up. Soph wanted to get another couple of close ups of Maggie. And the next model, Anna, was due at any minute.

That night, as we were leaving the studio, instead of the customary kiss on the cheek, Soph planted a serious kiss right on my lips. There may even have been a hint of tongue. ‘I told you working for the porn meister would be fun,’ she said. ‘And we’ve got another session tomorrow.’

As it happened, we started the next day a little more prosaically. Apparently our model, Catherine, had phoned Soph to see if she could shift her session to the afternoon. Soph had told her that would be fine. So instead of photographing beautiful, sexy, mature women for Tom, Soph and I spent most of the morning photographing industrial strength vacuum cleaners for some sort of trade show. Talk about variety being the spice of life!

With the vacuum cleaners out of the way, Soph and I then got to work creating the set for the afternoon shoot. Soph wanted the feeling of a Victorian conservatory, light and bright, but also lush. We were just getting the last of the 60-odd plants we’d hired into place when I heard a familiar voice.

‘Well, if you two ever get sick of photography, you could always try landscape gardening.’ It was my mother.

At first I was pleased to see her. ‘Hi, Mum. What a surprise.’ But then I thought, oh oh, any moment now, our next porn star is going to be walking through that door.

I looked anxiously at Soph. But she didn’t seem at all concerned. ‘Coffee time, I think, Harry,’ she said.

‘So this is where my son the famous photographer works,’ Mum said, looking around the studio.

‘Are you sure we’ve got time for coffee?’ I said, my eyes nervously darting from Soph to Mum to the clock on wall to the door and back to Soph.

‘Plenty of time,’ she said. ‘You’re not in a hurry, are you, Cat?’

Mum shook her head. ‘No, I’d love a cup of coffee,’ she said.

‘I was just thinking …, I said.

But Soph wasn’t to be dissuaded. ‘Why don’t you go and put the kettle on, Harry,’ she said. ‘And I’ll give Cat the VIP tour.’

As I headed off to the kitchen, I nervously czech mega swingers porno glanced at the clock for tenth time. I just hoped that the model didn’t arrive early. But at the same time, I thought, well, it could have been worse. Mum could have arrived while we were in the middle of the shoot. Being that we were several clicks from anywhere, most of the time Soph didn’t even bother to close the door.

From the kitchen, I could vaguely hear Mum and Soph chatting away. And there seemed to be a lot of girlish laughing going on.

After a few more minutes, Soph called out. ‘How’s that coffee, Harry?’ She seemed to be back in the main studio.

‘It’s ready when you are,’ I shouted.

‘D’you want to bring it through? We may as well have it out here,’ she said.

I put the pot of freshly-brewed coffee and three mugs on a tray and headed back to the studio.

‘Maybe put it on the small table over there,’ Soph said, ‘and we can help ourselves when we get a moment.’

I put the tray down and was just about to ask Soph if she wanted me to pour when, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed our model had already arrived. It was my mother, provocatively attired in a black satin and lace bustier with tiny matching knickers. Of course. Catherine. Cat, as she was more commonly known to her friends. The look on my face must have said it all. Mum and Soph just burst out laughing.

‘What’s the matter?’ my mother asked. ‘Don’t you think I’m up to it?’

Oh, she was certainly up to it. She looked fantastic. ‘No,’ I said. Although, of course, I didn’t mean no. I meant yes. ‘No, you look fantastic,’ I said. ‘You look amazing.’

‘Thank you,’ she said.

‘It’s just that ….’

‘It’s just that you weren’t expecting Catherine to be this Catherine,’ she said. ‘I was going to tell you last night. But, somehow, the opportunity didn’t arise. And then Soph said she’d tell you this morning. But she chickened out.’

‘Don’t blame me,’ Soph said. ‘I’m not the one in the sexy underwear. Now … shall we take some dirty pictures? I’ve got a deadline to meet.’

‘Should I go and do something else?’ I asked.

‘Gosh no!’ Mum said. ‘According to Maggie, you’re how we know if we’re doing it properly. And I gather you thought Maggie was doing it very properly.’

‘Maggie? You mean …?’

‘She phoned me last night with all the splendid details. I can tell you, she was very pleased with herself, very pleased indeed.’

‘I didn’t realise you knew her,’ I said.

‘Oh, yes,’ Mum said. ‘A month or so back, Maggie and I did a girl-on-girl shoot – although in our case I suppose it’s more middle-aged-woman-on-middle-aged-woman shoot.’

‘Come on, Cat. Let’s get going,’ Soph said. And soon Mum was posing like a pro. Which clearly she was.

‘To the front slightly. That’s it. Yes. Lovely. Now lose the bra strap. Yeah, great. A little more. Perfect. And the other. That’s nice. Now just hold that. Great.’

And with each encouraging word, the familiar thwat of the Balcars.

‘That’s nice.’ Thwat!

‘Great.’ Thwat!

‘Lovely, Cat.’ Thwat!

‘Oh, that is so sexy, girl.’ Thwat!

‘What do you think, Harry? Is it working?’ Soph asked.

Oh, it was working alright. By the time Mum was spreading her beautiful juice-covered labia, my cock was ready to burst.

‘What do you say, Cat, shall we go for a splash of dressing on the salad?’

‘Oh, I think so,’ Mum said.

‘Right, Harry, drop those jeans and get over there,’ Soph said.

‘What …?’

‘Now!’ Soph said. ‘While we’re all in the zone.’

I dropped my jeans and walked over to Mum, my erect cock leading the way.

‘Gosh, this has developed nicely since I last got a good look at it,’ she said. Her fingers were already wet with her own juices. And in two or three strokes my cock had a similar glisten to it. ‘Ready, Soph?’ she asked.

‘When you are,’ Soph replied.

Mum increased the stroke rate on my cock. It felt so good. It felt so wrong. It felt so wonderful. I tried to hold on, but I couldn’t. ‘Oh, no,’ I started to say. My mother’s timing was perfect. She got herself in exactly the right position at exactly the right time. Four or five white ropes of semen shot from my cock and landed in her salt-and-pepper pubic hair.

‘Perfect,’ Soph said. Thwat! ‘Just turn your hips to the right slightly.’ Thwat! ‘And one more.’ Thwat! ‘Perfect,’ she said.

Soph put down her camera. ‘Come here,’ she said. ‘I need to clean you up.’ And she did. With her tongue. Not surprisingly, my cock immediately started to get a second wind. ‘Excellent,’ she said.

Continuing to lick my hardening cock, Soph kicked off her shoes and freed herself from her jeans. ‘Over here,’ she said, leading me to the chaise longue that we had used for Maggie’s shots the day before. She lay back and spread her legs wide. I could see she was already wonderfully wet. ‘In here,’ she said. ‘I’ve been dreaming of this.’

I slid into her and, oblivious to the rest of the world, Soph and I fucked for perhaps ten minutes until we both reached a satisfactorily noisy conclusion.

After a while, I half rolled off her. There was my mother with Soph’s camera. ‘Say cheese,’ she said. Thwat! Well, I suppose it was an important family moment.

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Monday. Monday morning we have several voice messages. A John Boner left a message looking for an interview. He says he’s 13″ long. Jennifer Patterson also wants an interview as does Stan Lumpkin. Stan says he’s a regular guy who is looking to make some extra money. He’s six and a half inches long.

I call them back and set Boner up for tomorrow at 2pm. I call Eve and she’s thrilled. Jennifer is set up for tomorrow morning at 10am. I set up Lumpkin for Wednesday afternoon at 2pm. I talked to Eve and she told me that if this John Boner is really thick, she might not be ready for a few days. I called Ruth Shoemaker to let her know we are considering her for a minor role in our first movie and that I’d love for her to also audition a male for us. I tell her I’ll put her under contract. She’s free for Wednesday afternoon at 2pm so she agrees.

I receive a phone call from California and I call Bruce Lawton and tell him that one of the California producers wants to see him. I tell him to come in as soon as possible. He says he’s on his way.

I get in touch with the author of the BDSM story and buy the rights for $7000.

Bruce shows up at 11am. We call the producer on Skype and have a long chat. The producer is sending Bruce a plane ticket and setting him up with a hotel room close to his studios. Bruce is very happy. He shakes my hand and leaves. I need to get some more males in here.

Eve and Paul Johnson come in at 2pm. Paul is about my size everywhere so he should be great as a porn star. We go through the interview and then he and Eve fuck. It’s an okay sex tape but I can tell he was not getting much friction with her. I may have to get Mary in to help out and let Eve do the guys who are huge.

Penny comes in after 3pm and says, “Honey, I think I found another story. It’s a story about a couple just starting to swing. There’s parts for a lot of people. We should be able to give a job to everyone on our actor list including both of us.”

“Great honey. Wow, you are great at finding stories.”

“Thanks lover. I love reading them. They make me wet as hell.” I grab her and slip my hand into her pants and into her slit. I pull it out and smile. My fingers are soaked. I shove them into my mouth and suck them clean. Damn, this woman tastes so good. She’s got a big smile on her face. She just loves that I enjoy her juices.

I decide it’s time to close up and go home where we fuck until supper time. Then after supper, we pick up where we left off. I love this woman.

Tuesday.

Jennifer Patterson arrives at 10am. Jennifer is a redhead. I love redheads especially when they are beautiful and Jennifer is very beautiful. We are both ready when Jennifer arrives. She is pretty hot. She has a great body and great long legs. She comes in and sits down.

“Hi, Jennifer. Now I told you what we are going to do today during and after the interview. I need to ask you again if you are fine with everything we talked about on the phone call.”

She smiles and says “I am so fine with everything you told me about. I need a good fuck, it’s been a while.”

“Great, Jennifer. This lovely woman is my girlfriend. She will be joining us and using your mouth for a little lesbian love. I hope that’s okay.”

She looks Penny up and down. “It’s more than okay. My mouth is watering.” I smile and so does Penny.

“So the first thing I want you to do is remove your clothes. If you are going to be a porn star you might as well get use to being naked around clothed people. A normal porn shoot will have the naked actors and actresses and from six to over twenty non-participants doing such things as directing, running the cameras, making sure the lighting is right and insuring the sound is correct. There will also be other assistants like makeup artists and numerous other assistants, both men and women. So let’s get you naked and give me a sexy strip tease while you are at it.”

Jennifer is pretty hot. She’s stripping and dancing for me and she is revealing a very hot body. Once she is naked, she holds her arms out. She could be Mary Shoemaker’s sister. They really match except for hair color.

I say “I’m going to take some photos of you now. Keep dancing for me.” She keeps moving and I start snapping pictures. She’s pretty hot. After a few minutes, I tell her to stop dancing and I say “Now I need some head shots of you. Give me some nice smiles……Gorgeous.”

“Okay, Jennifer. I want you to turn toward the couch, bend at your waist and spread your butt cheeks apart. I want a good look at that sweet pussy and ass.” She does as I ask and I’m rock hard. She’s gorgeous. amatör porno I take a couple of pictures of her female parts. They look great but that ass looks like it’s been fucked quite a few times.

After I finish with the photo shoot, I tell her to have a seat and we’ll start the interview portion.

“So Jennifer, have you decided on a porn name yet?”

She says “Not yet. I’m thinking about using Red…..something like Red Passion maybe.”

I say “Oh, I love Red Passion. Great name.”

She says “Thanks, I’ll use that then.”

“Age?”

“I’m 26.”

I ask her her measurements and she says “37C-25-38 and 5′ 9″ tall.”

I say “Weight?”

She says “About 125lbs.”

I write her hair color down. She’s got a full pubis but it’s nicely trimmed. Kind of unusual these days. I tell her so and she smiles.

I say “Okay, let’s talk sexual experience. Give me a ballpark figure of the number of sex partners.”

She says “Uhhh, I guess twelve including one woman.”

I smile and say “Great! I’m glad to hear that you are bisexual or have at least tried another lady.”

She smiles and says “Oh, yes, but my bisexuality is a minor trait. I really like guys and sucking cock.”

I smile. “So, I’m assuming oral and vaginal sex, right?”

“Right.”

“What about anal?”

She says “I have done anal with two boyfriends.”

I say “Great. Do you have a problem with me using your asshole today?”

“No, I don’t.” She looks over at Penny.

I say “Speaking about the lesbian act, did you eat the woman’s pussy or did she just go down on you?”

She says “We went down on each other.”

“Great. Have you had sex with multiple men at the same time or been in an orgy where you’ve sampled multiple men.”

She says “Yes. No orgy but I have had a MMF threesome. I enjoyed that. They gave me a double penetration. One cock in my pussy and one cock in my ass. Damn, thinking about that is getting me hot.”

“Okay, how about kinky sex?”

She says, “I haven’t tried anything like that although I’d love to be tied up and fucked hard.”

“Great, Mary. I’m very glad you are sitting there without covering yourself.” She actually has her legs spread wide giving us a good view.

“Thanks.”

I hand her a pen and a sheet of paper and tell her to write down her phone number and email address so I know how to contact her. She starts to write and when finished hands everything back to me.

“Thanks, Mary. Okay, time for your sex tape. There are cameras all over this room so we can capture different angles. I want you to lean back, spread your legs out and start to masturbate while we get naked. Play to this camera on my desk.”

She spreads her legs way out, leans back and begins to play with herself. She’s looking into the camera and licking her lips and moaning. She’s good. She occasionally takes a look at us standing there naked watching her.

I let her go for a few minutes. She’s staring at my hard-on.

After about five minutes, she’s moaning. I walk over and kneel down in front of her. I say “I’m going to see how your pussy tastes now.”

She says, “Oh, yeah.”

I stick my face into her pussy. I begin to lick her and she groans loudly. Penny moves over and sits down on her face while I continue eating. She grabs Penny’s ass and pull her into her face.

After a couple of minutes, I reach back down and open her pussy up a little more. I start to suck and lick her inner pussy lips. She groans “Oh, God!! It’s so good. I haven’t had anyone down there for nearly a year. Eat me baby.” She starts to breathe like she’s having problems catching her breath. When I slip two fingers into her pussy, she says “Holy Fuck!!!”

I finger fuck her rubbing her g-spot and two minutes later she raises off the couch and screams as she begins to cum. As she’s still cumming, I move to her clit and suck it into my mouth and she screams and lifts off the couch again.

I start to flick her clit with my tongue and she screams again. “Oh. My. God.” Penny starts to cum.

After she’s had a couple of orgasms, I get up and slip a condom on and enter her. I start to fuck her.

Her pussy is fine and not stretched out. After a minute or so, I begin to pound her good. She hits another orgasm after two more minutes of fucking her hard and she continues to cum every couple of minutes. Penny hits another orgasm and then gets off of Jennifer’s face. After three more orgasms for Jennifer, I pull out. I tell her to get up and suck my cock as I pull the condom off. She takes no time to shove it all the anal porno way in. After a few minutes, I tell her I want her doggie style. I grab another condom.

I get the lube and lube her ass. I enter her pussy and fuck her to another orgasm and then slip into her ass. She squeals as I start to pound her ass. Penny gets under her mouth and I push her head down so her face is in Penny’s pussy again.

She’s moaning constantly and lasts two more minutes and then she screams again as she begins another orgasm. She’s really clamping down on me and I’m very close. I pull out, take the condom off and she’s turns around. I’m jacking off and start to shoot in her mouth and face.

Five shots of cum later and I’m done. She looks great with that cum on her face and that red hair so I tell her how wonderful she looks. I help her stand and give her a kiss. I tell her to go through a door behind my desk. There’s a full bathroom there.

Jennifer cleans up and comes back in a couple of minutes later. I tell her to sit down. I walk over and hand her a $100 bill and tell her that’s what I pay for the casting. She says “Thanks, Brad. I didn’t know I got paid for making the audition tape. I want to really thank you. That’s the first really hot fuck I’ve had since my husband left me. I want to thank Penny too. Getting to eat her was very enjoyable. I know she won’t be my last female.”

I smile and so does Penny.

I explain about our production company and she’s thrilled. I tell her I’ll edit her tape and send it to the producers I know. I also tell her I’ll keep her in mind for any new movies we do.

Before she leaves she says “Brad, you two aren’t together, are you?”

“Yes, Jennifer, we are very together.”

She says “Damn, I was going to ask you out. Oh well. You are so lucky, Penny.”

Penny smiles and says “Yes, I know.”

“Say, if you two would like a female for another threesome, I’m your girl. I really enjoyed what we did today.”

I tell her we’ll keep her in mind if we ever decide we need someone else to fuck.

After she leaves, Penny and I shower and head out for lunch and some making out in the neighborhood park. I ask what Penny thinks about adding Jennifer to our lovemaking occasionally. She smiles and says, “I’d rather add Karen.”

I’m surprised that Penny might have a thing for Karen. But Karen is hot so I don’t mind.

Eve is waiting for us when we get back. We chat with her a while and John Boner arrives at 2pm. I give him the interview and have him strip for pictures. His cock is huge flaccid. Both women are looking hard at it. Penny starts to shake her head. Eve is licking her lips.

I say “Okay, let’s get both of you naked and fucking. Eve….” Eve pulls her clothes off and is on her knees quickly. She’s trying to suck that monster. Soon she’s got him hard. I have Penny measure it and he’s a little over 13″ hard.

Boner says, “Am I going to get to fuck this beauty?” Penny is shaking her head ‘no’.

I say, “No way. This is my girlfriend and business partner. She doesn’t want anything to do with cocks bigger than mine which is a little over 7″ long.” John doesn’t look happy but Eve pulls him over to the couch and lays down with her legs spread.

I say, “Go down on her, John. She’s got to be really juicy to take that thing.” He goes to work and soon Eve is moaning.

After five minutes, she’s has an orgasm and John breaks out a magnum condom and rolls it on. He starts to work it into her. It takes a while but gets most of it in. He then starts to pound her. She squeals when he picks up speed and says, “God, that feels huge but awesome. Fuck me stud.”

He fucks her for ten minutes and through four more orgasms and he then pulls out. Eve jumps off the couch and kneels in front of him. He’s jacking off and soon starts to cum on her face and tongue. I’m sure they are going to want John out in California.

I give John the $100 and he’s soon on his way. I tell Eve to clean up. When she comes back out of the bathroom, I hand her $500 and she smiles. “Thanks Brad. Can I use this.” I give her the news that I’m going to be bringing in another tester for the more normal guys. She’s not happy but says she understands. I’ll let her do anyone over 8 inches or someone very thick.

She dresses and we both thank her and she leaves.

Penny and I sit down and talk about that sex tape. She can’t believe any woman could take that monster. I’m a little surprised how easily she took it too.

That night we settle down in bed and I ask Penny to get on top tonight. I’m a little tired for some reason but we anal breakers porno get it done. Penny is worried about me. I tell her I just probably need a vacation. It’s been a while. A beach sounds so good right now but you can’t break away when you are trying to get a new business up and running. I’ve been working on this corporation for so long now I haven’t taken a vacation is over three years.

Wednesday.

We take some time alone together this morning. We call Karen and tell her to monitor the office and we’ll be in after lunch. We don’t have sex, just cuddling. We head into work after having lunch together. I’m feeling a little better rested.

Ruth Shoemaker comes in early and I sign her to a contract. She is going to be Stan’s fuck buddy for his sex tape. Ruth is looking really good. A white blouse and a black pencil skirt with black high heels. Stan Lumpkin arrives at 1:50pm. I introduce myself, Penny and Ruth. I tell Stan that Ruth is going to help with his tape. Stan instantly has got a big smile on his face. We tell him to get naked and then we do the interview. Stan is average size for a white guy or maybe slightly larger. He looks pretty good physically. After the interview portion, Ruth kicks off her shoes and starts to dance in front of Stan. She starts to slowly remove her clothes. By the time she’s naked, Stan has a boner and so do I. She continues to dance and gives him a hot lap dance. She looks at me and I smile at her.

Soon Ruth starts to suck Stan’s cock. He leans his head back on the couch to enjoy it. After a few minutes, she stops and lays down on the couch. She says, “Come on, honey, eat this juicy pussy.” Stan is on that in no time. He brings her to two orgasms and then grabs the condom. Soon he is pounding away into her. She looks like she’s really enjoying it or she’s a very good actress.

Stan brings Ruth to three more orgasms and then pulls out. Ruth jumps off the couch and kneels before him. He starts to shoot cum on her face. All in all a good tape.

While Ruth cleans up, I tell Stan about the production company and that we have a story in development that will be an orgy film and we are going to need males. He asks me what he’ll make and I tell him $300 per fuck. He says he’s in. I hand him the $100 for today. He’s surprised.

Stan says he has some buddies that might be interested in interviewing and getting paid for fucking. I tell him we need both men and women.

He dresses and leaves after thanking us.

Ruth comes out and sits down naked. I walk over and hand her $500. I thank her for coming in and ask if she’d like to be the permanent male tester. She agrees. She soon dresses and leaves.

Later that night after we’ve make love, Penny and I lay in bed and talk about the company. I tell her I think we should hire a manager to keep things going while we take a vacation. I’m thinking a $100,000 salary. She agrees and says she can’t wait to take a vacation with me. We’re about ready to film both the original script soon and BDSM movie in a couple of weeks and need to come up with title for the latter. It’s about a man called Caleb Black and his poor maid, Suzan Lopez. I first thought “Fifty Shades of Black” but black is black. No shades. Penny says, “How about ‘Claiming the Maid’?”

“I kind of like that. Let’s at least use that as a working title.”

Thursday.

Thursday is a day to finish all the audition tapes. It’s a long boring day but we both end up kind of horny after watching all those tapes. As I’m finishing up the last tape, Penny crawls between my legs, unzips my pants and pulls my cock out. She starts to lick and suck it. It’s hard in no time and she starts trying to deep-throat me. God!! She’s not doing too badly today.

I grab her after a couple of minutes of deep-throating, pull her clothes off and push her down on the couch. She smiles and the legs fly open. I’m on it in seconds, licking, sucking and pulling those pussy lips with my lips. I bring her to her first orgasm the second I capture her clit and suck it into my mouth. Her back arches off the couch and she screams. I keep at it until she cums again. Then slip into her.

I start to move and she says, “Wait, honey. Shove it in all the way and just hold it there for a while. I love feeling it in there. I can feel your pulse from your cock. I love this.”

I do as she asks for a minute and then start to move again. We make love slow and easy for fifteen minutes. She cums about every 90 seconds. By the last orgasm, she’s begging me to cum. I finally release into her vagina and she screams and arches her back again.

When we’re done, we take a shower together and she sucks me off in the shower because, “You gave me so many hard orgasms, I owe you.”

After we’re done, I finish the last tape and box them all up. Then it’s off to the post office and home.

To be continued…..

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We are in the family minivan, sharing the back seat…Dad is driving with his 70’s music on and Mom is asleep in the front passenger seat. A ton of gifts and luggage are piled high up on the middle seat, making it impossible for our parents to see us from the front…it’s dark as we are driving home from a holiday gathering and we know there are a couple of hours left in the drive. I was so tired from running around the backyard entertaining our toddler cousins, and you were almost-fresh from getting cleaned up after Uncle Wyatt spilled his beer all over your outfit. Luckily, Cousin Patti, who had turned 18 just two days after your Thanksgiving birthday, was close to your size, so she lent you a tank top and a short skirt.

Your beer-soaked clothes were in a plastic bag under the seat. I had glanced the bag before I had shoved it under there and noticed that not only were your shorts and blouse in there, but your panties and big bra (that I tease you about all the time as your tits are larger than other girls your age) are also in there. so basically, I have deduced that you are wearing nothing but the skirt and the tank top. I have a pillow behind me and have leaned against the window and am starting to fall asleep when you, also sleeping, lay down with your head in my lap…suddenly I realize that your head is resting directly on my crotch.

Maybe it’s the angle or the amount of pressure, but as your sleepy cheek settles into my lap, I start to get an erection. What the hell is my sister going to think if she wakes up and finds my cock hard right next to her face. So I tap you on the shoulder and whisper “Sharon…” you look up at me with half-closed eyes. “You might feel more comfortable up here…”

I pull you up so that your head rests on my chest, then, more to hold you in place in a moving car than anything else, I wrap my arms around your belly, and you start to drift back off to sleep. I do too, but before I get all the way asleep, I start to feel your belly and realize that despite being my one-year-younger sister, you have surely grown up to be a pretty hot eighteen-year-old woman…

…my hand transitions from almost absent-mindedly rubbing your belly to sliding up under your shirt and rubbing my hand against the underside of your breasts…I suddenly get a crazy notion and start to slide my fingers under the waistband of your skirt, and just as my fingertips touch the first of your pussy hairs, your stir a little and, to my surprise, you push back against my rapidly hardening cock.

It seems like you are encouraging me rather than chastising me, so I slide my fingers down a little more and feel as your mound rises against my fingertips…you push harder back against my hard-on and turn your head towards me. You open your eyes slowly and look straight into mine: “Johnny, I’ve thought about something like this soooo many times…” and suddenly we are kissing passionately and my middle finger is rubbing against the slippery-wet warm entrance to your pussy…

Within moments, the eagerness of my middle finger took over…the eagerness to probe just between your pussy lips, stirring your juices so they are flowing freely…every few seconds I pull my finger out, and each time I twirl my slippery fingertip around your clit. A couple of times you started to moan into my mouth, but I knew you were starting to get a little loud so I stopped everything, even the kiss, to press my lips against your ear and whisper: “You have to be quiet or I need to stop because you are making too much noise, Cher’…”

However, before you could assure me you would keep the noise to a minimum, there was a loud POP-ging! sound, a rattling tremor from underneath the car, and smoke starting to come up from under the hood of the car. Dad started swearing and Mom called back to us to make sure we were okay. We assured her we were, and Dad pulled over to the side of the road. It was a bit of a chore, as we all got out of the van to stretch and survey the damage, to not reveal ourselves as guilty of…well, what we WERE guilty of…and after all, we hadn’t REALLY been having sex, we had just kissed and touched each other for a little while we were both half asleep. I continued rationalizing our innocence to myself, and, through occasional looks and whispers in your direction, tried to assure you of the same thing…

Well, an hour and a half later, after a tow truck ride where you and Mom rode in the cab of the truck and Dad & I rode in the minivan, we got to a car repair shop in a little town which was open just long enough to tell us that they were closing, and that they could start working on our engine first thing in the morning. Luckily there was a motel across the street from the car repair place, so Dad ran across to discover that they had two rooms left, a king bed room on the second floor and a two-double-bed room near the back of the motel. He announced that we’d be staying in the room with two double beds while he & Mom would stay in the King room. Of course, my mind immediately went to some pretty interesting possibilities for a brother and sister, worked up as much as taboo heat porno we already were, alone in a hotel room all night long, forgetting everything I had just been thinking about with regard to our “innocence.”

We grabbed our backpacks, and the plastic bag of clothes (which you could rinse out and dry overnight) out of the van before they locked it into the garage for the night, and we walked across the street to the motel. Dad handed us our room key and he & Mom walked toward the stairs to go up to their room, telling us to be down to breakfast by 7:30 in case we could get back on the road early…you and I made our way to the back part of the motel, passing the pool and Jacuzzi area (which would still be open for a few more hours according to the sign) and finally turning around the back corner to find our door. I opened it up and held it open for you. We walked into the room, and the door had one of those hydraulic closing mechanisms. so it was closed almost as quickly as we were behind it, before we could even turn on the light, and except for a sliver of light coming through the window-curtains, the room was suddenly and completely dark…

…that sliver of light lit up your front so I could clearly see your bare midriff between the tank and the skirt, and found myself checking out your long legs as well. so, rather than turn on the light, after gazing on you for a long moment, I started walking towards you in the darkness, saying, “So, Cher…you think we oughtta talk about what just happened in the van?”…

Well, having given you a couple moments to respond, and hearing nothing but seeing the growing passion in your eyes and the trembling of your body as I approached you, I knew what you wanted. I wanted it, too, but we were now bearing, potentially, on some very forbidden territory if we allowed what started in the van to go much further. So instead of kissing you hard on the lips, I decided instead to kiss your cheek and say into your ear, “let’s go hang out in the Jacuzzi for a while, maybe calm down a bit…?”

You spoke up and said that you only had your beer-soaked clothes and what you were wearing, but no swimsuit. I said, “I was just gonna go in my underwear. You can too. Go rinse the beer off yours and let’s go…it’s a nice warm night…besides,” I said, “I snuck a couple of those beers out of Uncle Wyatt’s fridge so we can have a little somethin’…” I pulled the two still-cool bottles of beer out of my backpack and slapped your rump. “come on, Sis…”

You seemed like you were in the bathroom forever. “How long does it take to rinse out some…” when the door opened and you were standing there in your bra and panties, which were white lacy things both of them, but the beer and the rinse had gotten them so wet that they were mostly transparent. Your nipples and areolae were not only clearly visible, but the cold water had made them hard so it was tough to tell how much was from the cold and how much was due to the sexual energy of the moment.

You started to complain about the wet see-thru panties when I put my finger up to your mouth to shush you. You could smell your own juices from earlier on my finger briefly before I took my hand away from your mouth and grabbed your hand. In the other hand I had the beers and a towel draped over my arm, I told you to grab the room key and we walked around the corner and into the gate of the pool area. You breathed a sigh of relief as you saw that there were no other people at the Jacuzzi at this hour.

We walked over to the Jacuzzi and I helped you down the steps to sit down, then got out again to grab the beers I had set down and opened the top on each one, handing you a bottle. So now we were in a Jacuzzi in our underwear, having spent most of the last several hours thinking about incest, and were now drinking underage together. I felt so naughty, and looking at you it was clear that you were not only feeling that yourself, but you were also a little scared and, based on the look in your eye and the way you were shaking and spasming, very much aroused, and you confirmed that by sidling over to me and clutching my thigh under the bubbly water. my cock strained against my boxer-briefs as I wrapped my arm around you and guided your hand into my lap…

I could feel your reticence as I brought your hand toward my crotch, so I thought that maybe that was your limit as far as touching was concerned. So I let go your hand and instead whispered into your ear that maybe we should just consider this whole thing a mistake and try and forget about some of the dangerous stuff we were pondering earlier. So I took a few more sips of beer from the bottle and lay back against the side of the hot tub, spreading my legs a bit. I was surprised when you turned around and sat right between my spread legs and pushed back against me. For a moment I thought that maybe, when you were pushing back against my hard-on in the van, you figured it was okay since you weren’t actually touching Me with your hands. “Okay,” I thought as I drained the last few drops from my bottle, “maybe she just wants to keep teach that bitch porno it friendly but not that serious. I’m okay with that…”

…as you settled back against me, I thought back to when we were in the van earlier. You pushed harder against me now in the Jacuzzi than you had been pushing against me in the van. I could feel the shape of your buttocks hugging my cock like a hot dog in a bun. You looked up to me with a similarly pleading look in your eye and wrapped my arms around your belly, clutching them against you as if you felt very safe when my arms were around you. I kissed the top of your head and held you tighter…

I closed my eyes and relaxed a little bit more. my arm slid up against the underside of your breasts. Earlier in the van, you weren’t wearing a bra, so I was actually touching your tits, but this time it didn’t seem nearly as naughty, but I flashed back to the moment in the room when I first saw you in your wet undies and realized I had never seen you as close to naked as that before. my cock twitched again, you pushed back against the twitch, and I got a little bolder and clutched your tit tightly in my big long fingers…almost at the same time I felt you take my other hand and slide it down so it was just at the lacy edge of your panties…

“Sharon,” I said, “are you sure you want this? I know what I want, and I know it’s wrong, baby sis, but if you move that hand any further down, I can’t be completely responsible for what happens next…”

Your response to my question seemed to take you a long time. Felt to me like you were really considering all of the ramifications. I wondered for a moment if I was the one being too hasty, since most of the active touching and fondling up to this point had been done by me (was I taking my sister to places I was not even certain of the full consequence of?). Well, what I knew at that moment were two things: I loved my baby sister, and I wanted her to feel good. I mean sure, I had this raging hard-on from everything we’d been doing and thinking about the last few hours, but even beyond that I really did want to give her some pleasure…after all, she did put up with growing up with ME…

When you finally gave me your answer, it was simple and direct. You simply resumed moving my hand toward your panties, and even used your other hand to pull the waistband out so I could slide my fingers in there. When I knew for sure that was what you wanted, I was overcome with so much excitement that My hand, even though it was under the warm Jacuzzi water, was trembling as it approached your pussy once again, so I whispered in your ear “I liked kissing you in the van, can I please kiss you again?”

I could taste the last gulp of beer you’d drunk as our open mouths collided in a soft but lustful kiss…My hands were busy tickling your pussy lips and I enjoyed feeling you shoot your tongue harder into My mouth every time I brushed My fingertips against your clit. Suddenly, I felt a new sensation when you, with your free hand, reached behind your back to clutch My cock through My thin white boxer briefs. I moaned into your mouth so you could tell I liked that, and reacted by working your pussy harder with my hand. We continued like this for several minutes when suddenly I started to feel how hot the hot tub was, and that both you and I were starting to weaken a little from the heat.

“Hey, Cher, what do you say you dry me off and we head back to the room? I’m feeling a little exposed out here…” Which was accurate because I noticed that My cock had made its way out of the hole in My briefs and was naked in your hand. I helped you out of the pool and picked up the two beer bottles. You had already grabbed the towel and were starting to dry me off and tuck my cock back into my briefs when a trio of adolescent boys came into the pool area and headed straight for the hot tub. “Hey, sis, looks like we got outta there just in time. Let’s go back in the room and I’ll dry you off in there…”

I grab your hand again and we walk briskly out of the pool area just out of the splash zone of the three boys. My cock was still tingling from when you had touched it a moment ago to put it back into my underwear. We are out of the pool gate and at the door of the room when I realize that I forgot the room key back by the Jacuzzi. I glance at you and am freshly acquainted with your near-transparent undies and say to you, “hey, Cher, would you mind running back and grabbing the key real quick?” while I walk over to a trashcan and toss the beer bottles in…you look like you want to protest but for some reason you don’t, and you walk confidently back into the pool area. It is clear that when you get near the hot tub, the young boys are staring at you because they get real quiet all of a sudden. I peek around the corner to see them stopped and staring at you. Not sure what compelled you to do it, but when you saw the key, you turned around so that your ass was facing the boys and bent over to pick up the key. When you started walking back towards me, I noticed you had a little bit of a sexy swagger teem skeet porno in your hips as if you have just given three young men their first honest boners…of course, I was treated to the frontal view of your body as you did this, and My dick started to push against My wet briefs again. I was pretty glad we were going to go back into the room at this point because even I was starting to get embarrassed…

When you handed me the key, it felt like you were holding onto my hand for an extra few moments more than I would have expected. I looked into your eyes and I saw a mischief in them that could only have been created by your satisfaction at making those boys drool. I could hear them starting to talk about you as I opened the door and held it for you, and I just heard one of them saying “my god did you see those TITS?!?!” when the door closed behind us and we were once again in the dark room

“Maybe we better get ready for bed, Sis. I’ll see if there’s anything good on the TV.”

I watched as you went into the bathroom and closed the door behind you. I heard the shower for a few moments, then I heard the blow dryer for a few moments, and not too long after that, you came out of the bathroom wearing the tank top from your borrowed outfit, and the panties, which it looks like you had done your best to dry off before you put them back on. there was no disguising your nipples against the thin tank top—they pressed even tighter against the threadbare shirt as you raised your hands above your head to dry your hair off with a motel towel.

Meantime, I had been surfing the channels for a few moments and had found a few quasi-interesting programs on the television, but I kept going through the channels, not happy with anything. “Here, why don’t you see if you can find anything decent on,” I said as I walked over to the bathroom and tossed the remote at you. I only half noticed that you had sat down on MY bed instead of the one where you had originally thrown your backpack, because I had one main goal in my mind at that moment, namely that I needed to run some cold water over my dick so that I could maybe have the strength to take this whole bro/sis thing a little more slowly. Still wasn’t sure that anything I was doing was right or good or justifiable, but I was determined to give you every opportunity to back away from my perverted notions.

Well, needless to say, the cold water helped, and wringing out and blow-drying my briefs helped them to be not so revealing, and I walked out of the bathroom with a flaccid penis and a renewed confidence that I could maybe control myself long enough for us to get to sleep without doing anything too bizarre or illegal…but that all changed when I opened the bathroom door wearing just my briefs and my t-shirt from earlier, and saw you…or, more properly, saw what you were staring at on the television…

I look over at the television and there on the screen is a woman, naked in a gym shower. She is kneeling and taking a tile off the side of the shower and peeking through the hole at a bunch of guys naked in the men’s shower. It even looked like the camera was right on one of the guy’s cocks for a moment. But what was just as interesting as what was on the television was what you were doing. You were sitting there with your mouth half-open, your nipples pressing against the tank top like they wanted to break through, and one of your hands in your lap, but it looked like it was moving around down there. I started to wonder if you were rubbing yourself through your panties when I realized that watching both the television and my sister was causing my cock to grow again, despite my best efforts in the cold shower.

…then I noticed that it looked like you had not dried your panties all the way when you were in the bathroom, because there was a wet spot under you, and I got a little pissed off that you were sitting on MY bed getting the sheet all wet. “Hey, you, that’s my bed, sit on your own bed with wet panties already.” you protested that you HAD dried the panties off completely, and you stood up and took my hand and held it against your hip.

“See, dry as a bone, and still warm.”

But I came back with “but look, little sis, that’s NOT where the moisture is coming from…” and you looked down at your panties and saw that your crotch was wet, and it didn’t smell like Jacuzzi-water either. You were clearly turned on by the movie, and probably also by what we had been doing in the Jacuzzi, but it was clear that you were also embarrassed, and you asked me if I minded sleeping on the other bed since you had already gotten this one wet.

I complained that the other bed didn’t have as good a view of the television, and the movie was just starting to get good. Some hunk of a guy with long hair was taking a shower and the same blonde woman from the earlier shower scene was upset at him for trespassing into her house. But they were clearly turned on by each other, and next thing you know they are having sex and videotaping it. I was mesmerized by the scene for a bit, then I realized, YET AGAIN, that my boner was becoming more than obvious, and so I quickly got into the bed next to you and pulled the sheet and comforter over my stiffening prick. “Tell you what, Cher-We can watch the movie together, but if the sheet is still wet when it’s over, then I will sleep on the other bed. otherwise you’re gonna have to move…

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Dear Daddy,

You said it would be ok for Rachel and Rebecca to come with me on our annual spring shopping trip into the city. You remember the trip that Mom and I used to take when you were still married. A trip to eat at fancy restaurants, shop at nice stores, see the movies that hadn’t yet come to our town.

Ever since Mom started her own company, she hasn’t had time for our trip. Last year was the first year you and I went alone, and frankly, Dad, it was boring. I was 17 then, and I thought I should be able to buy the skirts and jeans and tops and bikinis that I wanted, that Mom would’ve let me buy. But nooooooo, you denied me every item I wanted, and so I came back to school for the final quarter wearing baggy jeans and stupid-looking plain tops that everyone laughed at. At the first pool party in the summer, all the other teenagers were trying to show off their developing bodies in bikinis too small for them. After all, that’s what the boys like. I wore a boring one-piece that made me look like a guy with long hair.

I begged and begged for you to let me take a friend on this year’s trip. Finally, you consented, and so I brought it up with Rachel and Rebecca. Being that they are sisters and don’t do anything without each other, you said it was OK that they both go.

I was 18 now, and while I was old enough to be on my own in the city, it still frightened me not to have a parent with me.

Into the city we went, and the first thing we had to do was find a hotel with a pool. Had Mom been in charge, we would’ve had one reserved long ago, but you blew it off so we went into the city without a reservation. And since there was a conference in town that included every cigar-smoking, horny old guy who sells insurance, we couldn’t find a hotel with a pool. Thanks Daddy.

We finally found a condo for a weekend rent, and it turned out to be pretty nice. There was a pool, and it was small, but at least it was a pool.

The shopping trip was a blast. You let Rachel and Rebecca and I do our own thing for the most part, didn’t review every single item I tried on and actually stayed out of our faces for most of the day.

Back czech streets porno at the condo, you wanted to see what we bought. I was afraid of that, but I thought simply holding up the items would suffice. It didn’t. You wanted to see what every item looked like on me. And you quickly grabbed all the receipts in case you had to take something back.

And so the fashion show began. Not going to model by myself, I thought I’d enlist Rachel and Rebecca to model with me. I thought if your attention was turned to a pair of gorgeous girls with gorgeous bodies, you might overlook some of the things I bought.

We started by modeling our low-riders, the jeans that keep getting lower and lower each year. It helped that Rebecca has a tattoo on the small of her back. That got your attention and drew a smile as you cracked open a beer. As Rebecca danced in front of you, she grabbed the beer, took a drink and passed it around. You just laughed.

The show continued. Skirts (too short, you said), tops (too low cut, you said) and T-shirts (way too tight, you said, while smiling) followed. It definitely helped that Rachel and Rebecca were modeling, too, I thought, as you opened your third beer and passed it around without any encouragement.

It came time for the swimwear show. Rebecca had bought a stunning patriotic bikini, white with red and blue stars and stripes all over. Her tan breasts — that were barely held in by the cups — and legs looked great. You knew that we went tanning a lot together in an effort to keep our skin golden brown during the winter.

Rachel’s bikini was black and white with cute ties at the sides of the bikini bottoms.

Mine was Navy blue with gold anchors located in all of the strategic places.

“Those are fine for private pool parties at the house, Michelle,” you said, “but not in public. Did you girls buy any one-piece suits for your school and summer parties?”

We all put on our pouty little faces and said we had run out of money, and that these particular suits were on sale and were not exchangeable.

“We’ll see about that,” you said, “when we go back to czech taxi porno the store tomorrow to exchange them — and I’m there with you.”

With that, Rachel opened the refrigerator, grabbed the remaining beer and suggested we all go to the pool. Her thinking was that if the suits were used, the store certainly wouldn’t take them back.

This slipped past you, Daddy, I believe. Either that, or the thought of seeing three young teen-agers in wet bikinis made you forget about what you were thinking.

“Joining us?” Rachel said to you, smiling, as she wiggled her cute little ass toward the door.

“I’ll probably be down in a while,” you said, putting the newspaper over your crotch area.

In the pool, we played, frolicked, splashed and had a good time, drinking the beer you bought for yourself.

Before long, our games turned into more touching and caressing and fondling than splashing. We continually cast glances upward at the window of our condo, wondering if you were watching.

“Let’s give him a show,” Rebecca said. “I know he’s probably watching.”

With that, she untied her top and let it float away. She moved close to Rachel and helped her with her top. Without any prompting, I took mine off, too. We huddled close together, water up to our necks, but our tops were on the concrete next to the pool. We saw the curtain move, and then the sliding glass door of the condo opened and you came out, Daddy, in black swim trunks holding a beer.

You leaned over the deck railing and asked how the water was. We smiled and asked you to join us. You said you’d sit there and watch us while you finished your beer.

“I need to pee,” Rebecca said, and walked up the stairs out of the pool, the water rushing off her breasts. She smiled up at you as she walked across the concrete to the changing room.

When she came back, Rachel did the same thing. We could see you admiring their bodies. Even though I didn’t have to pee, I went next, thinking you’d yell at me and instruct me to get back in the pool. You just smiled, and looking up, our eyes met as I walked toward the changing room. I could digitalplayground porno feel your eyes on my ass as I disappeared into the room.

When I came back, I found Rachel and Rebecca kissing in the pool. And it wasn’t a friendly sister kiss either. Their mouths were open, and I could see their tongues swirling about.

When I walked back down the steps and into the pool, they broke the kiss but then came toward me and began kissing me, my mouth, my neck, all over.

After a few minutes of this, all three of us broke the kiss and looked up at the balcony. You were nowhere to be found.

“Must’ve had to finish himself off in the bathroom,” Rebecca said, and she French kissed me again. By this time, Daddy, I was getting into it with both Rachel and Rebecca and the three of us were enjoying making out with each other.

Shortly thereafter, I felt hands on my shoulders. Not Rebecca’s hands, not Rachel’s hands, not female hands. Strong, male hands. I broke the kiss with Rebecca and found it to be you. Without saying a word, your mouth replaced Rebecca’s, and so did your tongue.

After a long French kiss, we looked to see Rebecca and Rachel holding hands, walking back up to the room.

We gathered the suit tops, towels and beer and followed them. By the time we got up there, Rachel was lying back on one of the beds, her bikini bottoms pulled to the side. Rebecca was tasting her pussy, driving Rachel wild.

We adjourned into another room and continued our French kissing while you took off my Navy bikini bottoms and I got you out of your trunks.

While you sat on the bed, I kneeled down on the floor and expertly began sucking your cock. It tasted so good, Daddy, I wanted to do it all night, and I would’ve had not Rachel and Rebecca been there.

They joined us, got naked with us, took turns sucking your gorgeous cock and tasting each other’s pussies. The orgy lasted all night. We only stopped so you could get us some more beer — “and some wine,” Rebecca demanded. While you were gone, the three of us showered together, made love some more and waited for your return.

Your cock filled our pussies all night long, and you came I don’t know how many times.

We tasted you, sucked you and shared your love juice with each other. You ate our pussies, French kissed us and loved us all in every way imaginable.

Did you enjoy the annual shopping trip this year, Daddy?

Love,

Michelle

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It Started in May

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May 1990

I was 29 years old and my wife had just left me. I started hanging out with Steve. We worked together at a publishing company as graphic artists. After work we would sometimes go out for a beer or smoke a joint or both. He was married so he couldn’t stay out late.

“Man, why don’t you come to my place after work. The beer is cheaper than at a bar and Laura would prefer I was home earlier.” he said.

“Sure, I need to save money, now that I’m paying child support.” I said.

“Let me call her and see if it’s ok.”

This became our new routine, after work I would follow Steve to his house. Sometimes I would stay for dinner, usually it was just the three of us drinking and getting high. Everyone said Steve looked like Kenny Loggins. (this was the 90’s) Laura was a petite blonde. She was very cute and friendly to the point of being flirtatious. I loved the attention from Laura; she would sometimes touch my arm or leg when she was making a point. There were times when she would catch me getting a beer in their kitchen and get extremely close to me. The sexual tension was building and driving me crazy. Sometimes Steve would walk in and see us talking, so close to each other, I would look realitykings porno at him and he just smiled.

Steve landed a new job so hanging out with the two of them became less frequent. Late one June night I got a call from Steve. He and Laura had been at a BBQ. There were multiple kegs of beer and he was able to take one home.

“Hey guy, you want to drink some beer? We’re near your apartment. I need some help knocking out a keg.”

“I’m up for it” I said.

The keg was in the back of his Jeep. We took it into my apartment. I got cups for the three of us. It was summer and hot that day. Laura was dressed for the heat. She wore a tight top and a short denim skirt. She looked great and was obviously drunk.

“Do you want to get high?” I asked.

“I do!” Laura said. We smoked a small joint. Laura set her beer down and closed her eyes. The hot day, the beer and the weed were too much for her and she was out. Steve and I smiled at each other, and then laughed. We both knew then that getting high after drinking was not the best idea.

Steve and I continued drinking. The conversation turned to sex. He talked about a woman he worked with. They had started to rip her up porno go out to lunch. “I love Laura but I want some variety.” he said softly. “She gives me blowjobs and Laura hasn’t lately.”

We talked about sex. We got another beer. We talked about blowjobs. “I wish I could get one now.” He said and put his hand on his crotch.

Getting my dick sucked has never done much for me. I liked licking pussy and fucking. I had never thought about sucking a cock but I was now. Actually that’s not true, I hadn’t thought about sucking someone else’s dick. When I was a teen I read that you could lie on your back, throw your legs over your head and suck your own cock. I was able to do this and I liked having my dick in my mouth, too bad I’m not as limber as I was as a teen.

“I’ll do it.” I said. “Let’s go to another room”.

But Steve said, “No, let’s do it here.” In front of his sleeping wife? It didn’t matter; I now wanted to suck his cock. I was ready. He took off his pants and was already hard. Laura was passed out on the couch next to Steve. I knew what to do and knelt in front of him.

He wasn’t that big maybe 4 or 5 inches erect and not thick. I took his cock in rus porno my hand. Even though he was smaller than me, his cock in my hand felt familiar. I opened my mouth and took him in. The feeling of the head moving across my tongue was so new and exciting. When I sucked my own cock I was only able to get the head in my mouth. Of course his dick went all the way in. I didn’t have to deep throat him, he fit perfectly in my mouth. I went up and down on his cock, enjoying sucking my old coworker.

I opened another door to my sexuality. I loved sucking his cock. He was so hard. I knew I was good at this but I could get better. It was so taboo but also felt so natural. The feel of his erection in my mouth was fantastic. I should have worried about his wife waking up but I didn’t care, I was too into sucking a cock for the first time. It only took about ten minutes and he was close to cumming. I felt him pulse three times. For the first time another man’s cum was in my mouth. It is a taste I love. I swallowed, licked his head as I backed away and smiled. I had no desire for him to return the favor.

I was now a cocksucker. A name that was a slur when I was growing up in the seventies, like being called a fag or a queer. I felt no shame, no guilt, just enjoyment. This is how I must be wired. Just as I love eating pussy, feeling the hot wet flesh on my lips, satisfying my partner, I love sucking cock. I think an erect cock is sexy and I knew given the opportunity, I would do this again, and I have.

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Jean Gets Cleaned By The Pool Boy

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Jean and Denica decided to take the day off. Work had been grueling for the last few weeks and they decided to take some much deserved time off. Besides, their friend Veronica was on vacation and told them they were free to use her pool while she was gone. So they went over to her house and let themselves in with a key she had left them.

Once there, they slipped into their bathing suits and jumped into the pool to cool off. It was almost 90 degrees today and the water felt great. They played around in the water for a while before deciding to get out for a while. After they had dried off, they went inside for something cool to drink. Spotting some wine coolers in the fridge, they quickly drank one each before grabbing another each to take back to the pool.

Back at the pool, they started rubbing suntan lotion on their exposed skin. They were both wearing rather revealing bikinis today, figuring that no one else would see them. Jean’s was a little tight and her breasts seemed ready to pop out at any moment. Settling back in their lounge chairs, they chatted for a while before dozing off for a little bit.

Jean’s slumber was interrupted by the sounds of something banging together. Opening her eyes, she spotted a young man walking into the yard carrying what looked like pool cleaning equipment. Realizing that he would see her as she was dressed, she reached for a towel to cover herself up with. But she only succeeded in having one of her breasts pop out of their confinement. Looking up in embarrassment, she saw the pool man looking hungrily at her exposed breast.

Now she was really flustered and reached once again for the towel. This action caused her other breast to free itself from its prison. But this time, she did manage to grab the towel. She immediately covered herself up, but not before accidentally giving him a good look at her breasts.

She immediately used the cover of the towel to put her top back on. Then she looked once again at the pool man. He was still looking at her but seemed disappointed. She wondered at that. Was he disappointed with her looks or with the fact that she covered herself back up? She decided it was the former, she was no spring chicken and even though she kept herself in pretty czech streets porno good shape, he was a young man.

He might have been all of 20 and was of mixed race with dark, liquid eyes that would be so easy to fall into. Of course, he was in great shape with six pack abs and broad shoulders. His hair was dark but cut really short. He waved to her and she tentatively waved back. Then he turned to begin his work.

Jean settled back into her chair, uncomfortably aware of how wet her bikini was between her legs. She couldn’t even say it was from the pool as she had been out for almost an hour now. She decided to put more suntan lotion on and began lathering up her legs. Her hands felt so good as she massaged the lotion into her inner thighs and she almost forgot he was there.

Suddenly she became aware that he was standing in front of her. As her gaze swept up his body from his feet to his face, she realized that his shorts were tented in what looked like a massive erection. She stammered, “He,hello.” He just gazed at her as though he was memorizing her every curve. Surely this young man can’t be interested in her. He could have his pick of women. What did he want with her? “Can I help you??

“Actually, I was wondering if I could help you? It is hard to get the lotion all over and you don’t want to burn in a sensitive spot.” He held out his hand expectantly and she just handed it over.

He squeezed some lotion onto his palm as he settled down beside her on the chair. There wasn’t much room on the chair and where his body touched her, she seemed to catch fire. The heat spreading over her to settle in her already wet pussy. But then, he began to rub lotion on her starting with her inner thighs. She was shocked by how he seemed to expect her to accept his rubbing such an intimate part of her body. But her shock was overwhelmed with the sensations his touch brought to her. He did not merely rub lotion over her, he massaged it into the skin. He took his time, first rubbing it into the skin on the left thigh. When he got to the top of her thigh, the side of his hand pressed against her bikini covered pussy as he rubbed the lotion in. She was so aroused that her clit was swollen and poked out from czech taxi porno her luscious pussy lips. The side of his hand rubbed up and down over her clit, sending wave after wave of pleasurable sensations over her.

“Your suit is wet here, perhaps you need to dry off some. I will help you once I have finished oiling you up.”

Not daring to speak, nay, not being able to speak, Jean just sat there mutely as this young Adonis touched her more intimately than a man had in way too long. Then he started on the other thigh. The whole thing seemed surreal. She felt like she was in a dream and definitely did not want to wake up.

He repeated the process on her right thigh. But this time she came when he got to the top of her thigh and the side of his hand brushed her pussy. He did not stop rubbing as she lay there writhing and moaning. He stopped rubbing as her moans subsided some and said “Roll over. I want to do your back.”

He helped her roll over and then he started putting lotion on her feet, giving her an incredible sensuous foot massage before working his way up her legs. He repeated the same inner thigh massage he had performed on her front, bringing her to two more shuddering climaxes. It was amazing that her moans didn’t wake Denica up, but she continued to sleep. Although the sounds must have been penetrating her dreams as she was now rubbing her pussy in her sleep and moaning quietly.

He left off massaging Jeans thighs and started on her shoulders. The feeling of his hands combined with the orgasms she had just experienced to leave her in a languid state, limp and open for anything he wanted. He then unfastened the top of her bikini and rubbed lotion over her back. His hands sliding under her bikini bottom to caress her globes.

Then he slipped his hands under her and rolled her onto her back once again, her bikini top falling off to reveal her breasts. But she did not care, she was in heaven. She laid there, her eyes only partially open as he had his way with her. He squeezed lotion over her stomach and breasts before beginning to massage it in. He paid particular attention to her breasts, murmuring “Can’t have these lovelies getting burned, can we?” He pulled on her nipples and digitalplayground porno twisted them slightly, eliciting a moan from her lips. Next, she felt his mouth close over her left nipple which he began to suck, nibble and bite until she was once again writhing in sexual ecstasy. He repeated the process with her right nipple while his hands continued to play with her left nipple, pulling and twisting it again and again as he sucked on the right nipple.

The next thing she was aware of, he was pulling her bikini bottom down. She lifted her hips to ease his task and then allowed him to spread her legs. Suddenly she was aware of his head between her legs and the feeling of his tongue on her clit as he lapped at her pussy like a dog dying of thirst. He slurped and sucked until she came once again. By now she was so lost in a sexual haze that she was aware of nothing but the feelings of pleasure sweeping over her as she came again and again.

She sensed him rise up and then settle down between her legs. Then the feeling of his cock as it touched the lips of hot, moist pussy. He thrust it in suddenly and was buried to the hilt so quickly she wasn’t even conscious of its passage. But then he began to fuck her pussy hard and fast, leaving her gasping for breath as a continuous series of orgasm left her breathless. Suddenly, he slowed down and began to fuck her with long, slow movements, giving her time to catch her breath. She felt him grow even larger as he prepared to launch his seed in to her womb. The increased size of his cock did something she did not think possible, it gave her a more intense orgasm than she had ever had and she passed out. The last thing she was aware of was the feeling of his seed as it filled her womb.

It was a while before she awoke. She looked around but did not see him. Then she became aware of Denica sitting there staring at her with a look of bemusement on her face. “Someone had quite a dream. You even took your clothes off. You have got to share that dream with me.”

Jean looked down to realize she was completely nude. She quickly grabbed a towel and draped in over her naked body. But that took the last of her energy and she dropped back onto the lounge chair to doze once again as she dreamed of getting her own pool so the pool man could come to her house.

She never shared her experience, or was it a dream, with Denica. Jean just smiled slyly when she was asked about that day. Whatever that day had been, it was a magical experience, one that she would never forget.

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