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As his children fucked for the second time, Paul was eating his lunch in his office doing what he enjoy most at lunch, reading from Literotica. A story caught his eye on the local page.

In the story a women confessed to her husband that their two children weren’t his but her father. They had been fucking for years. The story had a twist in that the husband confessed to fucking his mother. with these confessions the husband and wife arranged a foursomes. afterwards the Parents fell in love and married and the four of them went on a honeymoon together. Paul was hard as a rock as he thought again of Samantha face down on his bed taking his cock into her pussy. Her rubbed his cock and read the story again.

Nancy had returned home from shopping. She didn’t know where the kids were. she figured Harry was out running and Sam was still in bed. Nancy started down the hall to get Samantha to help her unload the car. But she step back and hide when she saw Harry come out of Samantha’s room naked. A moment later out came a equally naked Samantha. Nancy was shocked. Harry and Samantha fucking each other? She knew that it happened she had lost her cherry to her uncle and even sucked her brother’s cock. When Nancy heard the water come on, she moved to the bathroom door and listen. Her pussy grew damp as she heard moans over the shower. “why should Samantha be the only one to have Harry?” Nancy hatay escort thought as her finger found there way into her panties.

Nancy, her heart racing and her mouth dry had decided to take matters into her own hands with Harry…That evening before Paul got home, Nancy set her plan into work, She wore a thin shirt and skirt with no panties underneath, the outline of her hard nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric. She felt a thrill of joy race through her body as she noticed the way Harry fixed his eyes slyly on her breasts. “Harry, I have just remembered something I need. Would you like to drive me to the store. Between the fact that he never got to travel his mother Jag and sight of his mother hard nipples poking though her top, Harry could not say No. Nancy purposely, adjusted herself to allow Harry a clearer view of her large breasts temptingly visible through her top.

“Where to mom?” Harry asked as they stopped at a signal. His cock throbbed in his slacks at the sight of his mother’s boobs. Amazingly, despite fucking Samantha earlier that morning, he was still very hot… He had planned to sneak into Samantha’s room after dinner and fuck her again. Harry, unsure where they were going, drove down the streets that his mother told him to. Then she had him pull into a little motel. Nancy suddenly put her hand on his thigh ığdır escort and looked at him, as her hand moved over his thigh, to the bulge in his trousers. ” I saw you and Samantha together, and decide why should Samantha have all the fun.”

Harry looked at her and smiled “Mom. You sure you want this?” He pressed her hand hard against the bulge in his trousers. Nancy nodded and licked her lips.

Quickly they walked to the room that Nancy had rented earlier. Once in the room, Harry boldly reached and squeezed his mother’s full breasts. Harry nodded his hand playing over the cup of her bra and pressing on the nipple.

Nancy’s hands stroked his cock through the bulge of his trousers and kissed him on the mouth. She suddenly thought that the lips she was kissing had kissed and tasted Samantha… She did not understand why but it turned her on…

Harry unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his trousers, and unzipped them, he brought his throbbing cock into the open and taking his mother by the back of the neck, eased her head down to his cock. Nancy co-operated fully. Her fingers went between his legs to feel the full balls between as her mouth opened and took his cock inside. It stretched her mouth just like his father’s. They were almost similar in size; Nancy could tell after years of sucking Paul’s cock that Harry was a carbon copy of his father.

Her ısparta escort nostrils smelt the aroma of his balls and crotch and she tasted the faint tang of his cock head. Her head bobbed up and down as Harry moaned and moved his hands over her head and back. Nancy’s fingers pressed deeper between his legs and pushed into the hairy crack of his butt. Harry moved a bit to allow her fingers free access to his butt crack.

He felt his mother’s fingers move along his split to the tight anal opening between his hard slim buttocks. Fuck! Aunt Patty never touched him there. As his mother’s mouth drowned his cock in spit and bobbed up and down his long fat shaft. He felt her finger brutally pierce and enter his anus. Her long sharp nails scratching the sensitive skin inside as she forced her index finger in and teased his prostrate.

The feeling was unimaginable; he came in a hot wet violent orgasm, his cum blasting in wave after wave of sticky white juice into her mouth.

Nancy swallowed it all, her saliva mixing with the thick salty sweet juice of her son and filling her stomach as her finger slide deeper into his ass.

As she pulled her finger gently out of his butt, and Harry lifted her from her knees, Harry pulled her hard against him and sucked on her mouth, before sending a saliva mixture of his cum, her spit and his spit back into her mouth. Nancy felt her pussy cum as she swallowed. Harry was just as hot as his father Paul was. What a lucky woman she was. When they broke their kiss Nancy moved to the bed and hiked up skirt revealing her naked ass. Watching his mother wriggling ass Harry moved behind her, his still hard cock in his hand.

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Sweat was pouring from my body as my cock pounded in out of my wife’s ass. My hands clung tightly to her hips only letting go long enough to give her rump a playful swat. It had taken me several months to get her to try sex doggie style and a couple more months until she decided to try anal. Now that she had tried butt fucking she couldn’t seem to get enough. Her fingers worked on her clit as my strokes got harder and deeper, “Oh fuck me Barber, I’m gonna cum”

“Shit give it to me; I want you to fill me up,” she growled back. In a matter of seconds I was shooting stream after stream into her bowels. Her entire body quivered several times as Barb orgasms ran through her. As my limp member slipped from her back door we collapsed to the bed. I pulled her into my arms and gently kissed and caressed her tits until she fell asleep.

Thinking I was hearing strange noises I freed myself of our entangled bodies and threw on my robe. The noise was coming from upstairs where my son and his wife were staying in a small bedroom that had a bathroom attached. I could not tell if the noises were angry or loving as they had been fighting almost continuously ever since they sought a place to live with us. The only thing that kept them together was their four year old little boy, Byrum.

When I got to the landing I understood why the noise could be heard so loud downstairs as they had not bothered to shut their bedroom door. There were both of them totally naked my son was standing in front of his wife, hands on her head, as her mouth glided up and down his shaft. He groaned as he bellowed, “Suck Me slut; good little bitch!”

Suddenly I was frozen in place and my cock sprang back to life. I hadn’t ever seen my daughter in law naked before. Her large breast swung gently like pendulums, swaying back and forth as she sucked my son’s cock deeper and deeper. But, even more amazing was her large round ass, consisting of two large pillows of flesh separated by a deep dark crevice. I couldn’t move. In fact without thinking I found myself creeping closer and closer until I was at the doorway, hopefully out of their line of vision.

My cock had pushed its way out of my robe, standing out proudly. Victoria put her hands on my son’s ass drawing him deeper as her sucking became more intense. I was almost as turned on by the sight of his cock as I was of Victoria’s luscious body which disturbed me greatly on one level. Just then, Ben pulled his wife’s face from his member and shot a massive load of cum all over her face and tits. Stream after stream seemed to jet from his rigid pole.

“You like that my little cum slut?” he asked panting. She was covered with globs of jism. One particularly large one was about to drip from her right nipple. Looking down I realized that I had started pumping my own shaft; I couldn’t stop the scene was just too damn hot. Victoria caught the droplet on her nipple and sucked it sensually into her mouth.

“You know I do; so nasty and hot baby. Ben fuck me; please ram your cock into my pussy,” Victoria pleaded as she gave his still erect member a squeeze. Ben slid onto the floor even though their bed was only two feet away. Victoria knew what was expected and stood up showing me the full glory of her ass before swinging a leg over her husband’s legs as she turned around.

My cock pumping became more frantic as I saw her full jet black bush; it was a major forest of thick beauty. Swiftly, she lowered herself down her husband’s cock. As soon as her cunt lips touched his cock he yanked her down onto his shaft at the same time ramming his cock deep. I could hear their bones crash together. Victoria growled and put her hands on Ben’s chest as he commanded, “Ride me; fucking slut ride me hard!”

It was like being in a state of hypnosis as I stood there in a daze jacking off watching my son’s big cock sliding in and out of her twat. Her tits bounced out of control splattering droplets of Ben’s cum onto him and the floor. Seeing this Ben scooped some from her breast and fed it to her and then to himself. At one point I could swear Victoria’s eyes locked on mine and I thought I saw a little smile appear on her cum covered face.

Then the tempo of their fucking increased as she was really into it and their moans and groans filled the room. If my wife wasn’t such a deep sleeper it would have awaken her. I bit my lip to keep myself from making any noise as my balls tightened and I sprayed my load onto the floor. Quickly I knelt down and wiped the spot up with the end of the robe and got the hell out of there. I hoped I had imagined that Victoria had spotted me.

Once I had cleaned up the evidence of my voyeurism as best as I could I rejoined my wife in bed. It was about a half an hour later when the noise from upstairs woke me up and I had to free my head from my wife’s chest and throw back on my robe and scurry upstairs. The noise was much louder and I wondered what they were up to now. When I got there they were both still naked but this time they were arguing loud enough to elazığ escort wake the dead. “What the fuck is going on here?” I yelled loud enough to be heard. Even in the middle of the ugly scene my cock sprang to full erectness and I imagined grabbing Ben’s cock and burying my cock in Victoria’s pussy or my face in her ass. Victoria turned to face me still nude with large dried up cum spots all over her upper body and her pussy hair matted from their fuck.

“Tell your fucking son to leave me the fuck alone. I’m not going to let him fuck me up the ass,” she snapped as the arguing continued. I tried to calm things down before the fight woke up Byrum. I couldn’t help thinking of throwing her over the edge of the bed and taking her ass myself. Victoria must have heard Barb running up the steps as she ran for her nightgown.

The gown had just slipped over Victoria’s curvaceous body when Barb walked into the room. Ben’s face turned bright red when he noticed his mom in the doorway. As he scurried for his robe we could see his cock getting stiff. Over the course of the next half an hour Barb and I got them calmed down. At one point Victoria wound up in my arms as I soothed her.

I did take the briefest of liberties with her as I let my hand graze across her plump ass. As her nipples poked my chest I swear she momentarily ground her crotch against my cock but concluded it was just wishful thinking. Barb and I never kept our feelings hidden. So, when we climbed back in bed she commented that Ben’s erection was bigger than mine. Teasing her I asked, “Would you like a threesome with both of us so you can compare side by side?”

She just laughed and punched my shoulder and snuggled in my arms falling back asleep. Things continued on the same path for the next few months with Ben and Victoria fighting 2/3 of the time and fucking the other 1/3 of the time. The one change that did occur was that Victoria seemed to disappear for two or three hours at a time One day I got curious and followed her and my biggest fear was realized as she met another man.

My first thought was to tell Ben but I decided to get more evidence first. I don’t know what I expected to find but I poked around and found some slips of paper under her computer. They were printouts of user names from some web site and she had hand written men’s first names and phone numbers beside a few of the user names. I got on her computer and logged on to the web site mentioned on the papers and it turned out to be a sight featuring housewife hookers. I searched and within two minutes I found her picture and her fake name.

She wasn’t exactly imaginative as her pseudonym was Candy. Hurriedly I printed out the information and copied the information to give to my son. I intended to give it to him that night but I never had the chance as Victoria was always around. That night after all of us were in bed he knocked on our door. Barb was wearing a shear nightie but asked him to go ahead and come on in without covering herself up.

It was then he told us that he had seen a lawyer and was filing for divorce. His lawyer had arranged for Victoria to be served the papers at her regular job the next day. The lawyer advised him to pack up her stuff and leave it in our garage for her to pick up and not let her back in to the house. Ben was going to take Byrum to the amusement park for the day so she could not cause a scene in front of the child

There were problems with the initial execution of the plan but soon everything worked out. She was gone and the stress level in our house was negligible. With the trauma of the breakup I had forgotten about the information from her computer. About a week after she left I gathered the information and logged on to my computer to see if she were still involved with the website. It only took five minutes to set up an account.

After describing all of my sexual preferences totally honestly I then totally fictionalized my identity information. With the membership fee you could contact any of the ladies you wanted to and send messages back and forth to check one another out. If that went well the girl would give you an Instant Messenger ID and would cyber with you for a small fee.

Of course the end goal was in person meeting for paid real sex. The extreme caution was because these women were, in fact, married and had to be sure their spouses would not find out. I no more than clicked on her link than I began getting hard thinking of the night I saw her fucking my son and about her sexy body. I had no idea how to word my message.

Part of my dilemma was trying to figure out my goal in contacting Victoria. Was I really doing this just to entrap her to hopefully help my son’s divorce case? Or, was it that I also wanted to have sex with the hot slut? Not totally sure I made my first message simple, “Hi there, I liked your profile. I need a wild time with a horny bitch; money not a problem.”

“Hey there you sound like a hot guy to me. I love to be taken hard. Would erzincan escort you like to Instant Message with me?” the reply came back before I blinked. This didn’t sound like the slow cautious approach that the site seemed to encourage. I quickly concluded that she must really need money so I would push her to get quick results.

Three minutes later we were chatting through instant messaging. Wasting no time getting down to business she wrote, I am sitting here softly playing with my boobs and running my hand between my legs right over my furry bush; so turned on. So, tell me about what your favorite panties would look like.”

I had written that I had a slight panty fetish on my profile. I couldn’t ask for a better result than her message. Writing back I described a hot pair of her undies I had seen in the laundry I replied, “I would love to rub my hands all over a pair of light pink bikini panties with red and blue hearts all over the ass before ripping them off and spanking your butt.”

To my surprise a request for photo sharing popped up. Of course I accepted instantly and Seconds later there was a full body shot of Ann wearing nothing but those panties with legs spread with a wet spot right in the middle of the crotch. I was stunned that she did not ask about the coincidence that I would ask about an exact pair of panties that she owned but all she said was, “Hey there how about these?”

“I want to climb on top of that hot body and bite that hot neck and feel that wet spot rub against my hard cock,” I quickly replied as I pulled my cock free of my pants.

“Oh yes, make me your slut; bite me harder. I dig my nails into your back to encourage you as our hips grind each other,” was her response trying to get me even hotter. It worked as now I knew for sure that I would fuck my almost ex-daughter in law one way or another.

“Passionately I kiss you biting your lips before kissing down your neck to those big tits. I feverishly kiss from one to the other stopping to nibble on the flesh and nipples. My hands rub your crotch before I yank off your panties,” I lustfully reply now yanking my cock roughly.

“Oh shit, fuck me; come on stick that big fat long cock inside of me. Fuck me, fuck your slut. I need your cock so badly,” she typed. It was enough to cause me to lose control. Intellectually I knew she did this with every guy she chatted with but somehow that didn’t matter to my sex drive. There was no way I was going to stop now.

“I inhale the crotch of the panties and then stuff them into your mouth before ramming two fingers into your pussy and licking your honey from them. I push your knees up to your shoulders and with one hand pin your hands behind your head and slam my cock hard into your juicy twat. You are at my mercy now,” I frantically respond.

“”Fuck yes, I love it; harder fuck me harder; I need to be filled up with your cum,” Victoria begs. In no time at all I sprayed a large load of spunk everywhere. I don’t think I have cum that much since I was a teenager. Of course, Candy (Victoria) said she came as well. My ego would like to think that she really did cum but my brain was not so sure.

Before logging off she agreed to cyber with me again a couple of more times and if that worked out we might meet for an in person rendezvous. Over the next couple of sessions I broadened the experience to include spanking, oral sex, and anal stuff. But, the most important part of the chats was the afterglow when I caught her off guard.

Then I would ask her some personal questions. Among other things she said her real name was Victoria and that she had been doing this for two years. She told me that she was separated but had two affairs before deciding to get paid to have fun with men. She confessed that sex with her husband had been great but she couldn’t get enough. The only thing she didn’t want to do with him was anal as he didn’t do it right. She never did explain that but I let it go.

Obviously, I had all the evidence I would need to take to the lawyer. There was a major problem I hadn’t thought of in my aroused states and that was how I would justify this to my wife. I would have to think on that a bit longer and I put the printouts of our chats in some safe place. The plan would be simple for our get together as I wasn’t likely to get new evidence on her.

The major focus now was to make sure she didn’t get away without becoming a willing slut for me. I would record parts of the interaction in case it yielded usable fruit. I knew now I would not use a thing unless the circumstances should force me to. All I knew was besides just fucking her I had to run my fingers through her thick pubic hair, suck those titties, and bite that ass.

Amazingly we never talked by phone so I didn’t have to disguise my voice. Finally on our fourth instant messaging session she said she would be willing to meet in person and allow me to have my way with her. After she told me the ground rules and the costs we figured out a time erzurum escort and place. I was happy that the only real ground rules she had were no bruising and that I had to wear a condom in her pussy.

We agreed to meet at the local “No Tell Hotel” that Friday afternoon. I told her to give me the entire afternoon. She warned me that would cost a lot but I didn’t care as long as she followed my instructions. I would check-in first and leave a key for her. She would go to the room and change into the sluttiest short nightie, stockings, and panties she owned. I told her to turn off all of the lights and lay face down on the bed and I would take it from there.

Thursday night Barb and I had some of the best sex of our lives due in part to my fantasies of what I would be doing instead of working the next day. I got to the hotel very early and put some drinks on ice and left half the money on the nightstand as agreed. Then I placed a voice activated recorder behind the cardboard advertisement for the adult movies.

After I returned I watched, well hidden, for her to go into the room. I waited about five minutes and walked to the room and watched the shadows on the window to see when the lights went out. A minute later I walked into the room and got naked. The room was so dark that all that was visible were the tiny blue numbers on the clock radio.

As instructed she said nothing as I walked over to the bed. I held her head down facing the sheet as I buried my face for the first time in her silky ass. Then, still holding on to her head I swatted that big ass three times causing her to moan softly. Next, I climbed onto the bed next to her until my crotch was next to her head.

I lifted her head by her hair and directed her mouth to my cock. Victoria got the idea and feverishly sucked and licked my shaft. As I used one hand to keep her head in place the other travelled everywhere I could reach feeling up my daughter in law for the first time. With my hand under the gown pinching her nipple I spoke, “slut, your sucking feels absolutely great; fucking fantastic.”

At first I don’t think she recognized my voice as she sucked me deeper swirling her tongue around my piss hole. About five seconds later her entire body tensed up and she started to pull away. Acting fast I grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back while my other hand gripped her head tighter forcing it to remain on my cock. She bit down but I held firm.

“Whore, finish what you started; that is right it is me! You might as well finish as there is no way in hell I am letting you go until I cum in your mouth unless you want me to hurt you,” I pulled up on her wrist causing her to shudder with pain. There was no way in hell I would have really hurt the arm but she didn’t know that. I could hear her sobbing and felt tears hit my cock.

All was at a stand-still for what seemed like an eternity while I gave her a few seconds to ponder her situation and decide her next move. Her sobbing got louder and the tears flowed like a river but soon I felt her tongue swipe the underside of my member. It did not take long before she was sucking and licking as if possessed by some kind of spirit. Clearly she wanted to get this over with quickly.

“Oh fuck yes, you little cock sucking whore; I am going to cum bitch,” I growled. My jism exploded into her throat. Like the professional cock sucker she was she greedily sucked down every drop. I held her head in place as some more jism dribbled out. Still holding her by the arm I let go of her head and she immediately started yelling and cursing at me.

“Jim why the fuck are you doing this to me. Let me go mother fucker! I am getting the fuck out of here. I ain’t ever gonna fuck you bastard; what is the big idea?” the slut ranted. She squirmed trying to free herself from my grip and pounded a fist on the bed.

“Unless you want me to turn over information to Ben and his lawyer you will do what the fuck I say, Cunt. I have it in your own words that you have cheated on him for two years and been a hooker for over a year while you were still together,” I snapped back. This did not seem to calm her at all. In fact, she twisted and fought even harder and somehow got free.

“I don’t give a shit! I won’t fuck you mother fucking bastard, this isn’t right,” she yelped as she got off the bed and ran toward the door. Then she realized that she was not dressed to go outside. She dove for her clothing but I grabbed her by the elastic of her panties and yanked her over to the wall. I was glad I had thought ahead and had her out of street clothing.

“Then hooking and cheating on my son is right I suppose. You are going to learn how to be my little slut unless you want me to make sure you lose everything in the divorce; understand my little cock sucker?” I announced in triumph. Just then, Victoria kneed me in the balls causing me to momentarily double over but I managed to hold on tightly to her and slapped both sides of her face.

“Oh fuck no don’t; get away,” she now feebly pleaded. Harshly I spun her around and pulled her ass tightly against me. Reaching around her I cupped both of her large titties and fondled them. Quickly I felt down the front of her body until I reached the crotch of her panties. I was surprised to find it was thoroughly soaked with her honey.

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Ever notice, while you are in the middle of doing something really stupid—usually just as you have passed the point of no return, and will have to live with the consequences anyway—that you have this moment of clarity, seeing for yourself just how boneheaded your actions were? Usually (in my case anyway) the stupidity was all about trying to impress a girl.

I was sliding down the center handrail on the long set of stairs that lead up from the parking lot to the front entrance of the high school where I would be graduating in two short (long, endlessly long) months. I was on my friend Patrick’s skateboard (never mind that I can barely stay on a skateboard on level ground), and headed for disaster. Shannon Kelly; beautiful, blonde, tits-like-ripe-melons Shannon Kelly the cheerleader, was watching with something like a smile on her perfect face. I had a crush on Shannon. Or, perhaps more accurately, I had the hots for her. Sweet, virginal, aloof Shannon Kelly. I wanted to lose my virginity to her. I wanted to get down on my knees and lick her pussy. Christ, I just wanted to touch her. Never mind that I had never spoken two words to her. For some reason I thought she might be impressed by me sliding down the center rail on that long flight of stairs. Pretty boneheaded.

I distinctly heard the bone snap as I landed palms first, and started to tumble. I was near the bottom of the stairs when I finally stopped. I heard someone say, in a hushed, almost reverent tone “Oh shit, I think he’s really hurt.”

I couldn’t move my hands. I didn’t even want to try. The wrists were already swelling grotesquely, turning purple. What hurt worst, what cut through the pain that was already leaking through the adrenaline, what really cut deep, was the pitying look on Shannon’s face as she looked down at my crumpled body. I could already hear the two-tone howl of the ambulance approaching. What a stupid maneuver.

All in all, it could have been worse. I had a mild concussion, and a collection of bruises and abrasions to go with the two broken wrists. The doctor said they were clean breaks, and that I would have to wear casts for the next 6 weeks. I should be out of the casts in time for graduation. He even set my right hand so that I could, with practice, hold a pencil.

My family and friends were all really nice about it. I got a surprisingly short diyarbakır escort scolding from my mom, and Shannon was sweet enough to initial my cast. Just having her that close to me, having her acknowledge my existence, was enough to give me a raging erection. Which, of course, led immediately to the obvious problem.

I had been jerking off for about the past five years. In that time, I doubt that I had missed a day. I often did it twice a day, sometimes more. I had an active imagination, and a large stash of pornography. Now, it was impossible for me to masturbate. And believe me, I had tried.

The first week was pretty rough. The second week was even worse. I could think of nothing else. For the first time in my life, I had wet dreams. This was doubly embarrassing because I couldn’t make my own bed. My mom was kind enough not to say anything.

My sister Stephanie was home from college the next weekend. I can’t really say I blame her for breaking out in laughter the first time she saw me.

Steph and I watched a movie while mom went over to her friends to play cards. For all her ribbing, Steph was nice to me. She got me a coke, and let me pick out the movie. She was twenty; two years older than me, and our relationship had always been a little rocky. She was the older sister, and I had always been the bratty little brother. Growing up, we had to compete for time and attention from mom. Since she had been away at college, we had started getting along better.

As she put the tape in, I sneaked a look at Steph’s ass. It looked nice, squeezed into a tight pair of blue jeans. My sister had really turned into a woman in the last couple years: she had gone from being an awkward, gawky adolescent to a tall, good looking college girl. I hadn’t realized until tonight just how sexy she looked. Or maybe it was just that I hadn’t been able to touch myself in two weeks.

“I probably shouldn’t ask you this” Stephanie said as she sat back down on the couch, “but how do you masturbate with those things on?”

I was totally taken aback. I’m sure I blushed deep red. It was a moment before I was able to answer “I can’t.”

“But you don’t have a girlfriend do you?”

“No” I answered, still blushing “I don’t.”

Steph took that in for a couple seconds. “Wow.” She said “You mean you haven’t edirne escort gotten off in two weeks?”

“Yep.”

“And you won’t again for another four weeks?”

“Nope.”

“Damn.”

We watched the movie in silence for a little while. For my part, I was glad that Stephanie had stopped questioning me about my masturbation habits. It was embarrassing.

“Maybe I could help you.” Steph said suddenly.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Well everybody knows guys masturbate all the time. Girls do too, by the way. So how bad would it be if I did it for you?”

“Stephanie” I said, shaken by the idea “We can’t do that. You’re my sister.”

“So what? It’s not like we’d be having sex. Besides, it might be fun.”

Well, I could hardly argue with that. Besides, my cock was already getting stiff.

Understand that I was very inexperienced at the time. I hadn’t dated at all, all the way through high school. I guess I thought I was unattractive. I was really shy. My sex life so far had been limited to looking at back issues of Penthouse and fantasizing about Shannon Kelly (or whoever my obsession du jour was). It had never seriously occurred to me that a girl might actually be interested in what was inside my pants. Now my own sister seemed highly interested in just that.

Stephanie was fumbling with my fly before I had a chance to say anything. She fished my penis out from inside my boxers.

“Not bad Little Bro. Here, it’ll be more comfortable if we get your pants down.” I lifted my ass off the couch, and together we worked my jeans and boxers down. I felt incredibly exposed like this. I really couldn’t believe it was really happening. “The girls at your school are really missing out.” She said as she hungrily eyed my throbbing erection.

Her hand felt really nice on my cock. As she was talking to me, she slowly, softly started stroking. I closed my eyes and let my head fall back, enjoying the new sensations that my penis was experiencing.

“Do you look at porn when you do this to yourself?” Steph was still stroking me, sometimes faster, sometimes slower. “Sometimes I do. Or do you imagine some girl from school that you’d like to fuck? Is that what you’re doing right now? Pretending that I’m her?”

She stopped for a moment. I was afraid that she had stopped edirne escort bayan for good; that she was going to leave me hanging like this.

“Would it help if I took off my shirt?” Stephanie didn’t wait for an answer, but pulled off her t-shirt and reached behind her back, unsnapping her bra, letting her sizeable breasts swing free.

I’d seen plenty of pictures in the magazines, but I had never seen real breasts in person before. Stephanie had a nice pair, maybe not as big as Shannon’s, but nice nonetheless, and real and right in front of my face, jiggling nicely as she moved. Her nipples were large and pink and swollen. They looked delicious.

“That’s right” Steph said, her hands resuming their work on my aching cock, “Pretend I’m her. Pretend I’m that horny little high school girl who just wants to make your big cock squirt.” Her tits shook as she jerked me off. I was in heaven.

Without warning, Stephanie lowered her head, taking my penis into her mouth. It was hot and wet in there. Involuntarily, I raised my hips, fucking her mouth. All thoughts of Shannon Kelly were gone.

“Stephanie I’m going to come!” I managed to say through gritted teeth. I couldn’t hold back any longer, and I wanted to warn her. I had heard that girls don’t like guys to come in their mouth; I had heard that it was gross. Stephanie showed no sign of retreating, but sucked harder, and slipped her hand under me, cupping my balls and pressing a finger against my anus. It was too much.

It felt like I would never stop coming. I pumped and pumped into her mouth, and Steph swallowed it all. It was the best come I had ever had. She stayed with me until my penis grew soft and got too sensitive to be touched.

My wilted cock popped out of her mouth, and she quickly stood up and unsnapped her own jeans. As I watched, amazed, she dropped her pants and yellow panties and kneeled next to me on the couch. I could feel the heat radiating from her dark pubic triangle just inches from my face. She slipped a finger between her legs, parting her puffy outer lips. I caught a flash of pink, and saw moisture. It only took a few seconds. Her finger was a blur, rubbing urgently. Then her stomach spasmed, her skin blushed red, and she came in little gasps.

I liked watching her get dressed. I liked the way her breasts moved as she moved. As she was putting her bra on, we heard moms’ car pull into the driveway. We realized that the movie was almost over. She helped me get my pants back on and buttoned up.

“This will be our little secret.” Steph said, snuggling up against me to watch the last minutes of the movie. “Our little secret, just between us.”

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A big thank you to SummerX who’s encouragement and plot suggestions have motivated me to resume writing. She has given me many ideas for future stories and despite her not wishing to take any credit, she may not appreciate the impact she has had on motivating me to write again.

As always, constructive comments are always welcomed and I hope you enjoy this little tale.

*****

It was the third night in a row, I was lying in bed with my tablet watching a mother and son porn movie and I could see my bedroom door had been opened a crack and Mum’s face was visible peering in as I watched via a small strategically placed mirror on my desk.

I was masturbating and had earphones in as I watched the movie, but was actually more excited at the fact that Mum was watching me.

My name is Andrew and I’m 22 years old and I’ve recently moved back home after college to live with my divorced mother, Katie. Mum is 46 years old and she split from Dad just after I went off to college four years ago. Neither of them discussed the reason for the split but as Dad moved in with a significantly younger woman he worked with, I guess he had been fooling around in the latter years of their marriage.

Anyway, I was stroking my cock, looking at my tablet and just glancing at the mirror from time to time making sure Mum was still there. For many years I had fantasised about having sex with Mum as I found her a beautiful and sexy woman. The last few days knowing Mum was watching me masturbate, but not challenging me about it suggested that she was possibly attracted to the idea of seeing me in a situation significantly more intimate than is usual for a mother and son.

The movie had got to a point where the son had given his mum a creampie and his semen was now displayed dripping from the mother’s pussy. With the excitement of Mum watching me, I could still see her in the mirror, I was rapidly approaching my own climax. I pushed the duvet off me in preparation for my own climax and readied the tissues I had. The movement of the bedding caused Mum’s face to disappear momentarily, but came back into view a few seconds later.

I started thinking about Mum witnessing my ejaculation and although I kept my head pointing at my tablet screen, I rolled more onto my back to tease Mum with a better view.

My orgasm was about to descend on me and I looked at Mum through the mirror and for a moment it looked as if our eyes locked onto each other and it was at this point I started ejaculating onto my chest and stomach. Mum’s eyes moved to watch my spewing cock, but came back and looked into my eyes briefly one final time before her face disappeared and the door closed.

I was blown away with the fact that Mum watched me and I’m sure we both knew she was watching out of choice, and there was no obvious disgust at my actions.

I started to ponder what Mum wanted by watching me. Was it simply the sight of an erect penis that got her off or was it the sight of her son’s erect penis? I know that for me knowing that Mum was watching me made the event almost mind-blowing. Plus the potential implications that my fantasy might have a chance of being achieved.

Suddenly the thought hit me; Mum knows I saw her watching. How will she deal with it? The last couple of days we never had eye contact so I guess she was able to “ignore” the issue thinking I wasn’t aware of her presence. Today is a really different situation; we both know of her witnessing my climax, so it is significantly more difficult to ignore the elephant in the room from now on.

I decided it would be Mum who will either raise the issue or not. It will probably be best for me that I act as if it didn’t happen until she decides to discuss it. However I still couldn’t help a little excitement at the thought that Mum was watching me. With this final thought I finished cleaning myself up; switched off my tablet and the light and settled down and went to sleep.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The next morning, I had left for work before Mum had got up. This wasn’t particularly unusual because Mum only got up early enough to join me for breakfast when she needed to get into work early, which wasn’t very often.

As the day progressed, on more than one occasion I found myself pondering, almost day dreaming, about the previous night’s events. I had to keep shaking myself to concentrate properly on my job. As a result the day was a somewhat surreal one. All the time I wanted to get home, in the hope that Mum might make me an offer that I couldn’t refuse. But at the same time I was finding it difficult to want to have the conversation with Mum in case it didn’t go the way I wanted. So a very surreal day.

Eventually the day came to an end and I finally cleared my desk. Although it was a Friday and customary to have a drink to end the week, I excused myself from the custom and headed straight home.

The house was empty when I got home, again fairly normal, so I set about cleaning the house as Mum and I usually did on a Friday ready for the weekend. bursa escort Whenever I paused I experienced an increasing feeling of dread and I began to worry that the relationship between Mum and I had been damaged beyond repair. I started to think whether putting the mirror up to see Mum was a good idea now. As the late afternoon went on I felt more and more concerned.

It was nearly 6pm and Mum would be home any time now. I had started the washing, cleaned the kitchen and lounge and was heading upstairs to clean my bedroom. After about half an hour, my bedroom was cleaned and bedding changed and I suddenly became a little worried that she wasn’t home yet.

I was just about to get my phone to call her when I heard a car pull up. I looked out the window to see Mum’s car on the drive and the door open with Mum getting out. I watched her go to the boot and watched as she got some shopping out. It seems Mum had gone shopping, which she normally did on Saturday. So perhaps there was no need to worry after all.

I went downstairs and opened the front door as Mum was looking for her key. She looked at me and clearly flushed as I looked back at her. She lowered her eyes and simply said, “Hi. Thanks.”

I felt myself flush as I replied, “Hi.” I then asked, “Do you need any help.”

Without looking at me Mum replied, “Yes please. There’s more shopping in the boot.” She continued past me without looking up to me.

I was worried now. Perhaps last night wasn’t a good idea. I went out to the car and got the remainder of the shopping and took it into the kitchen where Mum was sat at the kitchen table her head in her hands and I suddenly realised she was crying.

“Hey. What’s wrong?” I asked, surprised at how upset Mum was.

Mum just burst out crying.

I came over and put my arms around her. But Mum seemed to want to pull away from me.

“What’s the matter?” I asked again.

Between sobs Mum finally said, “I’m so sorry Andy.”

“Sorry for what?” I asked.

Still unable to look at me, and after a pause she eventually said, “Invading your privacy.”

“Oh. You mean peeking at me last night.”

“Andy, I’m so ashamed that I watched you. I shouldn’t have done it.”

I squeezed her shoulders and this time Mum relaxed into my embrace. I bent down and kissed her on the forehead and said, “Mum. It’s ok. I liked that you were there.” Trying to put her at ease.

“But I was so weak. I should be able to control myself better.”

“Look Mum, you’re obviously upset. Let’s forget about it for now and perhaps chat about it later. But I can assure you the only thing I felt about it was being flattered. So no harm done.”

Mum looked up at me a little shyly and still with tears on her cheek, and with me rubbing my hand on her shoulder she said, “Thank you Darling. Let me go and sort myself out and change, then I’ll make something to eat for us.”

With that I released Mum and she got up and before heading out of the kitchen she turned to me and gave me a kiss on the cheek, another smile and headed upstairs.

I put the shopping away and decided to cook a meal. Something fairly quick so meatballs, pasta and sauce with a green salad.

I was just about to call Mum down when she walked into the kitchen. She had her casual joggers and a tee shirt on. Her brown hair was damp and she wasn’t wearing any make-up, but she looked fresh and had a glow to her complexion.

“I was about to call you.” I said. “I’ve made some pasta and salad.”

Mum smiled and said, “Thanks.” She then sat down at the dining table and I served up the pasta and salad.

Before I sat down I asked Mum if she wanted a drink and she asked for wine, which I poured and then I joined her at the dining table and we ate, mostly in silence.

With the pasta eaten, I was desperate to know what caused Mum to decide to watch me. So I took a breath and asked, “Mum, why did you decide to watch me?”

Mum looked at me and said, “I’m so sorry Andy.”

“I’m not annoyed or scared or anything like that, I’m just trying to understand what would have pushed you far enough to do what you did?”

Mum seemed to be searching for something in my expression before she finally answered. All of a sudden she replied, “Andy I’m going to be honest with you, but it will mean that I will tell you things that are very personal to me and I hope you will treat them in the strictest of confidence.”

“Ok.” I replied and I sat back and let Mum speak,

She began, “After you came back from college I couldn’t help but notice how masculine you had become. You also looked so like your dad when I first met him. I became curious and wondered if you were the same as your dad in all respects, so I needed to see you naked.

“For the last few weeks I’ve tried to see your, uh, genitals, to see if you were like your dad in all respects, but a few nights ago I caught you masturbating and for some reason I couldn’t stop watching. Last night I saw you watching çanakkale escort me watching you in your mirror and I still couldn’t pull myself away. In the end, after you had finished I suddenly thought I had done something inexcusable and probably ruined the relationship we have and I don’t know how to forgive myself, or what to do to get you to forgive me.

“So I feel like I’ve betrayed you in the worst possible way. Can you ever forgive me?”

Mum’s head dropped and she just sat there not saying anything more.

“Mum?” I called.

She didn’t respond.

“Mum?” I called again and put my hand on top of hers.

This time Mum seemed to flinch at my touch and then she looked at me.

“Did you like what you saw?” I asked.

Mum looked at me a little puzzled and said, “What?”

I said, “Did you like what you saw?”

“Um, I don’t know what you mean.” Mum replied still a little confused by my question.

“Was it pleasurable watching me?” I asked

Mum was still staring at me, not really completely focused on what I was saying, and then all of a sudden the frustration left her face and she looked me straight in the eye and replied, “I suppose I would have to say yes,”

I smiled at Mum and asked, “Do I look like Dad?”

Mum’s face relaxed and showed a slight smile and she shyly replied, “Yes, I guess you do mostly.”

“Mostly?” I enquired.

Mum’s smile broadened a little and she looked me in the eye for the first time and replied, “Well you’re a little bigger than your father.” She then looked down a little coyly.

Wanting to know a little more about what Mum wanted and why, I decided to bite the bullet and asked her, “Would you like to watch me again?”

“But wouldn’t that be a kind of incest?” she asked in response.

I thought for a second and then replied, “Well if it is incest, it’s already happened, so if you were willing to do it once, I don’t see any reason not to do it again, if you want to.”

“I’m not sure if I could do it again knowing that you know I’m there.”

“You didn’t run away yesterday when you knew I knew you were watching me. So why would it be any different to yesterday?”

Mum thought for a moment and said, “Well if you don’t mind, I would like to watch you again.”

“Ok. Let’s not worry about it now, let’s work out how we’ll do it when it crops up.” I said trying to keep the conversation light.

At this point Mum got up and came around the table to me, and holding her arms out to me, I also got up and went to her. We embraced and Mum hugged me and kissed me on the cheek, finally whispering in my ear, “Thank you Darling. Thank you for understanding and not thinking badly of me.”

I kissed her back and then held her away from me, at arm’s length and smiling warmly at her I leaned back into her and said, “Mum, you’ll never do anything to cause me to think badly of you.”

We released each other and Mum asked, “What would you like to drink?”

“I’ll have a cider please Mum.”

“Ok Dear. Go and sit down and I’ll bring it in.” and then as I reached the doorway Mum called, “Andy!”

I stopped and turned.

“Thank you.” She said with a warm and far more relaxed smile on her face.

I smiled back at her, with nothing really to say and turned and headed into the lounge.

Mum came in with my cider and we had a few drinks during the evening watching TV and just subdued but normal conversations throughout the evening. It was a pleasant evening and towards the end of the evening we both became quiet, for me, and I guess for Mum as well, as the idea of masturbating again this evening and trying to figure out how Mum might watch, without making it all a bit too perverse.

Eventually I decided to go to bed and got up. Mum seemed to look at me, not taking her eyes from me. It was obvious she was hoping for an ‘opportunity’ this evening. I decided it would be interesting to see how things would play out and very quickly I formulated a plan. I went to Mum and kissed her on the cheek, and then asked quietly, “Would you like to join me in my room?”

Mum smiled a little coyly and asked, “Are you sure about this Andy?

“I’m sure.” I replied.

“Ok Dear. You go on up, I’ll turn the lights off and join you in a few minutes.”

We kissed each other on the cheek and I left to go upstairs.

In my bedroom I decided I would get into bed with no clothes on, instead of my night shorts. Before getting into bed I got my box of tissues and made everything ready. The last thing I did was place a chair next to my bed facing it for Mum to sit on. I couldn’t think of another way of not making it feel sordid. I didn’t want Mum to think that I felt she was some kind of pervert. As it was I wanted her to see me as I had a hope that this might lead to something more intimate between us.

I got into bed and waited. I was very surprised at how aroused I was. I couldn’t wait for Mum to join me and was already hard. After a few minutes, çankırı escort there was a gentle knock on my door and I looked up as Mum just came in without waiting. I was completely blown away.

Mum had obviously quickly done her hair and put on make-up but it was what she was wearing that took me completely off guard. She had on a bustier that pushed her breasts up and together barely concealing her nipples. The bustier came down to her waste, with straps connected to very sheer black stockings reaching her upper thigh. She wore some very sheer panties and everything was bottomed off with some stiletto heeled shoes that made her legs look longer than they were. Mum is about 5 feet 9 inches without shoes and although not fat she has a figure that is curvy and a little muscular, giving an overall physique that looks quite powerful. Although I had often seen her in dresses that made her look very desirable and seeing her in jeans always caught my attention due to her legs and rear, which was very shapely indeed.

I gave her a little puzzled look and she smiled back at me and actually posed for me to look at her.

“Mum. You look stunning and so sexy. Why?” I asked.

“Well, I thought if you were going to let me watch you, the least I could do was hopefully dress in something that you might want to look at.”

“I’m a very lucky guy to see such a beautiful woman.”

I hadn’t really been thinking about what I was doing with my hands, but very quickly I realised I was holding my very hard cock, but this was concealed below my duvet. So I indicated to Mum to sit on the chair which she did, and again to my surprise she sat with her legs parted, giving me a clear view of her crotch.

I pushed the duvet off of me and allowed Mum to see my cock held firmly in my hand and immediately started to slowly stroke it.

Mum took a breath as she saw me naked and aroused in plain sight and with a couple of glances to look me in the eye she mainly kept her eyes on my cock.

Mum was a little flushed, perhaps it was a little embarrassment, perhaps arousal, I wasn’t sure, but it made her skin glow and enhanced the beautiful and sensual vision before me.

I kept drinking in the sight before me and continued pumping my cock. It didn’t take very long before I was heading towards my climax.

Mum sensed my heightening arousal and suddenly ran her hands over her breasts, and then from her knees to her thighs, going from sheer stocking to bare skin. She also gave her crotch a quick rub every so often, I assume to help me reach my climax.

All of a sudden Mum sat forward and whispered, “Cum for me Darling. Cum for your mother.”

This sort of finished me off and I had an incredibly intense orgasm. My first ejaculation shot semen high into the air. As this happened I heard Mum gasp. The second was nearly as powerful, and the third shot only about 6 inches and the remaining pulses pushed semen out of my penis to run down my shaft and hand.

Very breathlessly I looked at Mum who had a satisfied smile on her face.

Being very perceptive she got up and simply said, “Goodnight.” And left closing my bedroom door behind her. I was grateful that there was no need to talk to Mum as I cleaned myself up. After a quick last trip to the toilet I went back to bed and settled down and went to sleep.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The next morning we got up and acted normally. Mum seemed to be a little more cheerful than she had been recently and we got into a routine during the day that was no different to any other mother and son.

The only change I made was I didn’t masturbate between Mum’s visits to my room and I let her dictate when that happened. It was a simple case of her asking me at some point during the evening if she could join me in my room.

We settled into this routine for the next few months with Mum asking to come to my room a couple, sometimes 3, times a week and wearing erotic clothing to help arouse me. Between visits we didn’t really discuss what we did but for a while Mum seemed far happier and a lot more relaxed. After about 3 months Mum seemed to be looking a little less settled and it prompted me to enquire whether anything was wrong.

It was another Friday evening and after coming home from having a few drinks with the guys at work, and staying out for a meal I returned to find Mum listening to some music. She was listening to Otis Redding, which she tended to do when she was a little down. This reinforced my increasing concern that something was bothering Mum.

“Hi Mum.” I asked as I joined her in the lounge. “Everything alright?”

“Hi Darling. Yes, I’m fine. I’m just listening to some music. There wasn’t much worth watching on the TV.” she replied.

I saw Mum had a drink that was almost empty and I decided to join her for a while and deciding to get I drink I asked, “Would you like a refill?”

“Yes please. There’s a bottle of wine open in the fridge.”

I took her glass into the kitchen, getting myself a cider and refilling her glass, I returned to the lounge and handed Mum her glass.

“Thanks Dear.” She said.

I sat on the sofa and put my feet up and relaxed and decided to listen to the music for a little. Nothing was said for 3 or 4 tracks before Mum picked up the remote and turned the volume down.

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My stories are based on my personal experiences. Some of it is the naked truth, and some of it is a bare faced lie. I will leave it up to you, the reader, to determine how much of either applies. All characters, real or fictional, are over the age of eighteen.

I don’t think she knew the value of the dollar. She spent an enormous amount of time talking on her cell phone. Sometimes she would talk for hours, never thinking of how she would pay the bill. Her mother always got stuck with it. It was time for my next devious plan. I suggested to her mother that her daughter should get an allowance. We made a list of chores and a monetary value for each. Whatever her daughter worked we would pay her for it. We told her that if she didn’t make enough to pay her phone bill, then it would be cut off. I knew that her cell phone was her life blood and I knew that she was lazy. So it didn’t take very long for her not to have enough money to pay her phone bill.

Occasionally I would help her daughter with her homework. it was in one of these sessions that I bared my plan. I majored in art in college. I had always fantasized of having a nude model. I offered her an hourly rate to pose for me. I assured her that I would not do anything dirty. She was on the verge of losing her cell phone. So, desperate as she was, she agreed.

On the nights that her mother had to work late, she started modeling for me. I had her start by wearing some of the outfits she used to wear when she first arrived here. Progressively the hem was lifted a little higher, or an extra button was left undone. I would have her pose in such çorum escort a way as to be exposed, but not realize it.

After she became comfortable with that, she started posing in her bra and panties. I had a whole wardrobe of lingerie waiting for her; open cup bras, stockings, garter belts, crotch less panties and pantyhose. Before she knew it, she was exposing herself to me wearing all of them.

I purposely left some of the lingerie in her room, hoping she would wear them to school or a date. But it never happened.

She started changing outfits right in front of me. Eventually she became comfortable with me seeing her nude. She even started going to and from the shower without wrapping herself up in a towel.

No matter how hard she tried, she could never pose exactly as I needed her to. It was always necessary for me to adjust her breasts for a better position, or remove an imaginary smidgen from her pouty lower lips. Whenever I asked for hard nipples, she was always quick to twist them herself. Occasionally she let me do it.

Next came the suggestive poses; spreading her legs, holding herself open, pinching her nipples. I even clenched her nipples with clothes pins. She said it hurt and she didn’t like it. But I could see that it made her wet.

I subtly introduced sex toys into the pictures. I initially had her pose with them. Then, I gradually started to use them on her. I’ll never forget the first time I used a vibrator on her. I had her hold it, like she was going to use it on herself. Then I positioned it against her clit. When I turned it on she gave denizli escort a little jump. But she didn’t tell me to turn it off. I tried to stick it inside her, but she stopped me. She said she was a virgin. I got down close and I could see her dripping. I spread her swollen lips apart. I could see she was saturated inside. I tried to insert my finger, but she stopped me again. I continued vibrating her clit. She covered her face with her arm and gave a small shudder. She had an orgasm! She pushed my hand away, saying that she was too sensitive and that hurt.

She liked to have her back rubbed. She would stretch out on our bed and I would give her a full body massage. Sometimes she would remove her top and leave on her shorts. Other times she would be completely nude. Most of the time I would just use lotion. If she seemed to be in the right mood I would use our magic wand. I would always have her turn over when I was through with her back. Then I would massage her boobs. I don’t know who enjoyed it more when I rubbed the lotion into her breasts. Sometimes I would use the magic wand on the front of her thighs. It would always end up in her crotch, bring her to another orgasm.

One time, as she lay nude on the bed, I rubbed lotion into her breasts as usual. But this time I paid particular attention to her areolas and nipples. While I toyed with her nipples with one hand, I worked my other hand down her thighs and up to her seductive lips. I lightly brushed over them once, then twice. I sneaked one finger up inside her. She was soaking wet!

She protested and pushed my invasive düzce escort hand away. I continued with the nipple tweaking and exploratory finger. Each time she took a little longer to object. Before long I was massaging her breasts with one hand, and with my other hand I had two fingers inside her, while my thumb stimulated her erect clit. She gave a shudder and pushed my hand away. She never had big convulsive orgasms with me, like she did when she masturbated with her vibrator. On several occasions,I would masturbate into a cup. Then, unbeknownst to her, I would alternately massage her with body lotion, and then my cum. The psychological effect was very fulfilling.

I had an idea to have her pose as if she was having sex with someone. She didn’t want to do it with anyone, so I suggested that we simulate that we were having sex. Of course I assured her that we were not going to actually have sex. So with our two nude bodies intertwined, I set the timer on the camera and snapped away. I could feel the warmth of her wet pussy pressed against my dick. I felt the head right at the entrance to her vagina. It was so overwhelming that I came. I made some movements and small talk so she wouldn’t notice. I don’t think I have ever had to fake not having an orgasm.

I always wondered what she tasted like, what it would be like for her to clutch my head between her thighs as I licked her wet pussy to orgasm. Occasionally I would taste her juices on my fingers. Her aroma was intoxicating. Several times I was able to give her pussy a quick kiss. But I was never able to give her the oral gratification like I wanted to do.

I still fantasize what she would look like withering in ecstasy as I licked her to orgasm. I was able to save several pairs of her stained panties from her laundry basket. Now all I have left are those panties, lots of photos, and several hours of our extracurricular activities on video.

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Chapter 3: A Shocking Adventure

A shrill ringing woke me. Opening my eyes, I took in Nick and Kevin, both stirring as well. Nick stood and I took in his gorgeous naked body. Kevin sat up and rubbed his eyes, muscles rolling under his skin. I grabbed the phone and put it up to my ear.

“Hello?”

“Mr. Thompson?” a deep male voice said in my ear.

“Yes, this is he and please call me Tim,” I responded.

“Hey Tim, this is Rich, from next door?” A shock ran through my body. Kevin’s father was on the other end of the line. “Have you seen my son? He was supposed to be mowing the yard today but when I got home from work he was nowhere to be found.” I made a motion for Nick and Kevin to be quiet. Nick had pushed Kevin up against a wall and was holding his hands above his head. Kevin’s muscles were pulled taunt and I felt my cock stir. I couldn’t believe how much action I was suddenly getting.

“Who is it?” Kevin practically yelled. I grimaced.

“Was that him? Was that Kevin?” Rich asked angrily into the phone.

“Yes, sir it is. I saw him mowing the yard and invited him in for a glass of lemonade.” Kevin realized that I was talking about him and he pushed Nick off of him. Nick wasn’t one to be denied lightly so he wrapped his arms around Kevin from behind and dug his cock into Kevin’s lower back.

There was silence from the other end of the line. I heard a sharp click and then silence. I looked up at Kevin. “I think he’s coming over.” Frantically we all began to pull our clothes on.

“Where are my shorts?” Kevin asked as he ran around the room, searching in all the corners.

“Here they are,” said a voice from the door. We all slowly turned to see Kevin’s dad, Rich standing in the doorway, holding the shorts. Kevin’s face turned a bright red as he approached his father.

“Sorry dad, I’ll go finish the yard,” Kevin said in a low voice as he reached for the shorts. Rich yanked them out of his reach and looked down at his son’s cock.

“Looks like you filled out rather nice; just like your old man.” I took in Rich’s body. He was an inch taller than me, with dark brown hair and a goatee. He was wearing a pair of slacks and a dark blue polo shirt that clung to his biceps. He wasn’t as fit as his son; he was beefy. I shuddered from where I sat in the bed. I looked over at Nick who was leaning against the wall. He had his pants on and was merely holding his shirt. He looked at me and gave me a look. What Rich had said did seem a little odd.

“Well, don’t you want to see your Daddy’s cock, son?” Rich asked. He reached down and grabbed Kevin’s cock. A shocked silence filled the room. Was this really happening? Did I now have three gay men in my room? Was I about to be part of a gangbang?

“D-d-dad!” Kevin stuttered. He didn’t move from his father’s grasp though. I found myself rubbing myself through my shorts. Nick walked past me and right up to Rich where he did what he did best; stripped Rich of all his clothing. After Rich’s comment I don’t think anyone was surprised when another 10-incher was revealed. Nick ran a hand through the dense hair on Rich’s chest. His large dark nipples were almost completely hidden. Nick took a step back and meandered back to the bed where he sat down next to me.

Kevin simply looked down at his father’s hairy body. “Wow,” he bitlis escort said. “It’s just as I thought it would be.” Smiling, Rich pulled his son to him and they shared a kiss. With one shaking hand, Kevin took his fathers’ monster cock and began to jerk it. I noticed that Rich had the largest balls I had ever seen in addition to the near-foot-long cock. They were the size of small apples and very dark in color. My mouth began to water at the idea of having them in my mouth. I watched as Rich poked one of his fingers into Kevin’s ass. Kevin moaned loudly and pushed back.

“Which of you took my son’s virgin ass?” Rich asked looking up.

“Neither of us,” I said. “We just wanted to get fucked by his large cock.”

“Good,” Rich said. “I’ve always dreamed of taking it from him; preferably by force.” Kevin moaned as Rich pushed him down to his knees. Kevin was now eye-level with his father’s member. Beside me Nick’s breathing had become rapid. I took Nick’s cock in my hand and began to massage it, not wanting to take my eyes from the father-son bonding that was occurring in front of us. Nick reached over and grabbed my cock.

Licking his lips, Kevin looked at his father’s stallion. One vein throbbed rapidly under the shaft; the balls hung low, and the head had turned a dull red.

“It’s alright, Kev,” Rich sighed. “Make Daddy proud. Don’t you want to make Daddy happy?”

“Yes,” Kevin sighed in return. “So very much.” And with that Rich moved forward. His cock pressed against his son’s lips and then passed over them. Kevin moaned as Rich continued to feed his cock into his son’s hungry mouth.

Nick’s hand was a blur as it stroked up and down on my dick. The amount of pre-cum oozing from Nick’s cock was surprising. It was covering my hand and wrist. Rich pulled Kevin to his feet and turned him around. Kevin spread his legs and leaned up against the wall. Rich looked over at us and raised his eyebrows. Nick held up the lube.

“No, I want natural lube,” Rich said. “You boys want to help me out?” In a flash Nick and I were on our knees behind Kevin, licking all over his ass. Taking turns, Nick and I filled Kevin’s ass with our saliva. The sweet scent of sweat was filling the room again. “That’s good boys, let Daddy in.” Nick and I returned to our positions on the bed.

Nick looked at me, “He tasted so good.”

“Best I’ve ever tasted!” I agreed. Nick cocked an eyebrow.

“That’s because you haven’t tasted me!” Quickly I flipped Nick over on his stomach and lowered my head between his cheeks. I flicked my tongue playfully into his hole over and over again. “Shit,” he moaned. “I want to fuck you, Tim!” I stood up and leaned against the edge of the bed so that I had a good view of Rich and Kevin. Rich had managed to get his entire rod into Kevin’s ass and by the look on Kevin’s face it still hurt like hell. I felt Nick move into position behind me and I readied myself to accept him. He lubed my hole and without pausing, shoved into me. I had been worked so much that it barely hurt. I looked up in time to catch Rich plough hard into Kevin. Kevin screamed. As Rich picked up the pace, so did Nick. They matched each other, hump for hump.

Suddenly Rick pulled out. “Who’s the real bitch here?” he asked. Kevin, Nick and I all looked at each other and I bolu escort realized that if one of us had to fill that position it was me. Slowly I raised my hand. Rich smiled. “I thought it might be.” He helped his son over to the bed and they pushed me onto my back. The three of them began to lick me all over, teasing my lean body. Breathing harshly I reached up and grabbed two dicks. I knew not who they belonged to and neither did I care. The third cock was forcefully shoved down my throat, choking me. I was experiencing my first gangbang and I was loving it

“Lay down on the bed, Kevin,” I heard Rick demand. The cock in my left hand was taken away. Kevin positioned himself on his back, his giant member sticking straight up in the air. Rich pulled me over to his son and had me lay down on top of him.

“What are we doing?” I asked, concern filling me as a suspicion came to mind.

“Kevin and I are both going to fuck your ass,” Rick said, as if it were going to be so simple. I heard Nick gasp and I looked over at him with pleading eyes.

“I’m glad I’m not you,” Nick said and took a step back.

“Don’t worry, Nick. You’ll have a part in this too,” Rick laughed. He grabbed the lube and emptied it into his hands. A large amount he placed on my ass and I knew I was going to need it. He shared the rest between his cock and Kevin’s. “Kevin will fuck you from below and I will fuck you from above.” I knew there was no way I was getting out of this, but still I protested.

“Guys, I can’t take both of you! I could barely take Kevin so it’s impossible for me to take both and come out alive.”

Rich’s teeth shone as he smiled at me. “They I guess we’re about to fuck you to death.” With that he placed his hands on my shoulders and heaved downwards. Gritting my teeth did nothing and a scream escaped me as Kevin’s third leg completely entered my asshole.

“Yeah, scream like a bitch,” Kevin moaned from underneath me. I took a deep breath and puffed it out. Without waiting for me to become completely comfortable with the additional 10 inches inside of me, Rich grabbed my legs and threw them over his shoulders. Kevin moaned as my entire weight was shifted down onto his cock. I gave a short cry before I felt Rich’s head playing around in between my ass cheeks. Gasping I waited for him to plough his way in without an invitation. After so long I noticed he was becoming frustrated.

“I can’t get this fucker in!” he said. Nick approached, cum all over his chest. He must have jacked off while I was screaming. He already had another hard-on. That guy never stopped! With some pulling and tugging, Nick helped Rich open my hole a little more but it was nowhere near enough room to accommodate another cock. Sighing with relief I allowed myself to relax and enjoy Kevin’s cock in my ass. Unfortunately this was a bad move. Rich, sensing I was completely relaxed rammed forward, pushing through my outer ring and into my ass. I felt like someone was attempting to tear me apart; right down the middle. Nick shoved his cock down my throat, ceasing any shouts that I had had in mind. I now had a mind-stunning 20 inches of cock up my ass. Beneath me, Kevin was groaning loudly. I could only imagine how tight it must feel inside my ass with all that cock. Rich leaned across my shoulder and kissed his burdur escort son.

“Ready son?” he asked.

“Ready Dad,” Kevin answered. In unison they began fucking, one sliding in while the other slid out. Screams filled my head but I couldn’t release them because Nick’s fat cock was filling my mouth. Rich’s hairy chest rubbed up against my chest, tickling me. Finally the pain subsided to a dull ache and pleasure swelled in to fill its place. I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to walk normally for weeks but at the moment I was in heaven. Grunting, the father-son team fucking me picked up the pace. As if he were somehow connected, Nick also began to fuck harder and my jaw really began to ache. Rich reached up and grabbed both of Nick’s nipples and pinched hard. Nick moaned and shoved his cock as far into my mouth as he could. Kevin took a deep breath and heaved upwards. He clenched his muscles and stayed there while at the same time Rich bore down harder than ever, really forcing himself into me. I now had a grand total of 28 inches of meat in me.

I couldn’t think straight. Why were they just sitting there? Suddenly a wave of salty sweetness washed over my tongue as Nick released his load. His moan started low but quickly built to a roar. Kevin and Rich joined him as they both released in my ass. A gallon of man juice was spewed into my body. I took one of Rich’s nipples into my mouth and simply sucked it as we laid there. None of them removed their cocks from my openings but chose to let them soften where they were. Rick pulled out first and stood up. He helped Kevin to his feet as well. I sat on the edge of the bed and cleaned off their members with my tongue. I could taste a mixture of their seed and my ass juice. I made sure to pay special attention to Rich’s large, hairy balls. I inserted one into my mouth and gently rolled it around. He sighed with pleasure. I did the same with his other ball before cleaning off his softened tool. Kevin was already hard again and it didn’t take long for him to blow a second load down my throat. The taste was completely sweet and enjoyable. I could get addicted to this stuff.

Without even touching my cock, I shot my load all over my chest. Kevin began to lap it up eagerly while Nick went to work sucking up whatever was secreting from my ass. Rich just stood there, watching his youngest son clean my cock off. I managed to stand up and we all looked at each other; four sweating, smiling men.

“Well, we have to get going. The missus will be home soon,” Rich said as he grabbed his slacks off the chair. He pulled them up, hiding that delicious piece from sight. He tossed Kevin’s shorts to him. I gave them each a passionate kiss after they had dressed.

“Feel free to come over anytime,” I winked at them. Nick grabbed Kevin’s ass as he walked out.

“Make sure I’m here though,” Nick laughed. “I want a go at that gorgeous bubble butt of yours, Kev!” Kevin only smiled and followed his dad out. Nick grabbed his own clothes and got dressed. “I’m exhausted so let’s just call off our trip to the gym today.”

I looked at my watch. Three in the afternoon!? Wow, time does fly when you’re having fun. “I think I might go up by myself then,” I told him.

“Alright,” he said as he pulled his shoes on. “But don’t work yourself too hard. I can’t imagine the pain your ass is in.” He stood, gave me a kiss, and left. What Nick didn’t know is that I had my eye on one of the other members of the gym, Blair. He was stunningly attractive. Smiling to myself I made my way to the shower saying his name over and over again in my mind…Blair, Blair, Blair.

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“Good morning baby.” She purred like a cat while giving me that sexy mischievous smile she has, as she licked the drop of cum from the side of her lips with her tongue.

“Good morning.” I managed to reply as I tried to catch my breath after such an incredible job. She gradually slid her body up mine and placed her head on my chest, but her hands were still playing with my cock. Every man loves to wake up to an incredible blowjob and I was no different. Every day for several years, I had imagined her coming to my room and waking me up with her tongue on my shaft, but every time I woke up, my dream remained as a dream with my shorts soaked in cum. Today my dream came true.

The scent of her body was driving me mad as she lay on top of me, wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around her body, her wet hair on my arms. My cock was reacting to the immense pleasure I was feeling as she continued her relentless stroking. It didn’t take Elena a long time to understand my thoughts as my cock began to regain its hardness while surrounded by the loving touch of her hands.

“Feeling naughty again honey?” She asked in that sexy voice she has, as she continually moved her hands up and down along my shaft.

“You know how crazy I am about you. I can’t help it.” I smiled. She moved up until her face was mere inches from mine. I could feel her hot breath burning against my cheeks, as her sweet lips were only inches away from mine. The moment our lips kissed; we surrendered ourselves to each other. The feeling was intense. Both of us were hoping that this kiss would last forever, because we wanted to prolong the sad moment that we knew would come with the parting of our lips. As we kissed, I untied the knot of the towel and threw it aside. Now there was nothing between us. Every inch of our skin kissed each other, heat inside our bodies rising up as our tongues played with each other. Flipping ourselves over on the bed, we never lost the grip on each other’s lips.

“Please stay at home today.” I begged as I rolled over and lay on top of her. Almost as if it had a mind of its own, my hand slid down her side and over her hips, until my probing fingers felt the intense heat coming from the doorway to her feminine charms. Circling this doorway like a cat stalks its prey, I slowly moved in closer, closer until at last I felt the open portals. The moment my probing fingers touched her tender flesh, she rewarded me with a soft moan. To gain better access and without breaking contact with her love portal, I sat up and straddled her. Forcing her legs apart, I pushed my knee between them, which now gave me full and easy contact with her moist pink lips. With just the tips of my fingers touching her, I lightly moved up and down the full length of her doorway, sometimes touching with only my fingernails. Even though I’d been there before, there always seemed to be another fold or crevice to explore. I could also watch with wonderment the changing expressions on her face as her body took over control from her mind. She was now like a plane flying on autopilot, she had surrendered all her senses and thoughts to her quivering body as it climbed higher and higher, struggling to reach its crest. Without even thinking, I knew what to do next as I began rubbing her pussy furiously with my hands. The faster I caressed, the louder her moans of pleasure were becoming.

“mmmmmm…I want to but…aaaaaah….I have to go…..,mmmmm.” She moaned, as I held her lips apart with my thumb and finger. Quickly, and without any warning, I inserted my middle finger as deep as I could reach inside her warm pussy. The sudden intrusion brought a loud cry of pure pleasure from her as my wiggling finger touched some extra sensitive spot deep within her love tunnel.

“I can’t afford to let you leave the house because I want to fuck you all day long.”

“That would be wonderful. So… hmmmmm wonderful.” She groaned between clenched teeth as I continued to touch every tender spot I could reach. I could feel her orgasm building up as she moaned louder. It was obvious from her breathing and flushed look on her pretty face, that she was getting close to her breaking point and I was determined to push her over the top. Shoving another finger inside her, I cupped her enlarged clit between them, and began to stroke it as I rapidly moved my fingers in and out of her heaving mound. Sensing her decisive moment was near, I placed my thumb and fingers against her throbbing womanhood and gave it a firm but gently squeeze. Instantly her whole body tensed; her hips shot up hard against my hand as I palmed her love mound. A loud cry of pure animalistic pleasure escaped her lips as I felt her whole body convulse and shake. That final squeeze of her supersensitive womanhood had pushed her over her peak and now her body and soul were racing down the other side. I continued the firm pressure against her sex as she slowly managed to regain control of herself. Her cum flowed between my fingers like a raging river and down on to our bed, completely soaking the sheet.

As bayburt escort she finally calmed down, I slowly dragged my fingers out of her grasping pussy, while maintaining direct contact with her still quivering clit for as long as I could. This did bring another moan from her full lips, but I knew that at least for a few minutes she wouldn’t be able to handle any more direct stimulation. Feeling my hand beginning to move, she gazed with wide-open eyes, as I gently patted her love mound as one would pat a loving dog, then moved my fingers to my mouth. I loved the taste of her cum and this was to be my reward. Her large brown eyes never left my hand as I placed first one finger then another in my mouth. I sucked her cum from my fingers and in between my fingers like a bear licking honey. Our eyes met and held each other captive as she watched every move I made.

“Hmmm, you taste so good. I never get enough of your sweet juice.” This brought a little smile to her flushed face. Rolling to the side, I lay down beside her, our hips and legs touching. Even now, her satin smooth skin felt hot against me. Knowing how she loved the feel of my hands against her breasts, I reached over and cupped one of her still slightly heaving mounds with my right hand. Gazing deep into those lovely brown eyes of hers, I knew that I had one last chance to tempt her into staying with me for the remainder of the day, and I wasn’t about to miss any chance I had to convince her.

“That, my sweetheart, is just a small sample of what is in store for you if you will stay here today.” I said giving her what I hoped was a sexy wink.

“Now you are being mean and trying to bribe me, aren’t you?” She said with a knowing smile.

I didn’t have to answer, because the guilty look that crossed my face was answer enough for her. All I could do was lay there and hope that I’d get my wish. To try harder to help her change her mind and grant my wish, I gently massaged her breast and hard little nipple that I still had a firm grasp on.

“You sure do make it sound wonderful and I’d love to stay here, but I’d better get ready now before I’m late.” She tried to get up but then fell back onto the bed. The huge orgasm she had moments ago had left her a bit weak. “Whew, you took every ounce of strength out of me. You really know how to get to me, don’t you?”

“Please don’t go. I want to spend some time with you. Please!” I pleaded.

“I know how much you want me now, but it’s been more than a week since I have been to the office. I promise you, I will be back as soon as possible.” She kissed me on my forehead and got off the bed.

As I lay there and watched her put her clothes on in front of me, I felt very sad. When you are deeply in love with someone, you want her to be with you always. Every second without her felt like years. You feel empty as if your heart is missing from your body. When she is not around, you feel as if you can’t breathe. Finishing getting dressed, Elena sat beside me as I wandered in my thoughts.

“I know it’s hard for you to understand, but we have a future to build. If our future is secure, then we will have nothing to worry about and we can be in each other arms as long as we want.” She explained, as she cupped my cheeks in her hands, but I was still sad. “Look at me Alan.” She raised my head with her hand. “Please smile for me.” She looked at me like a baby craving something. I just couldn’t ignore her request.

“All she wants is a smile. Can’t you give her that one small thing which she desires?” My heart said. “But you have to promise you will come back soon.” I brought my hand up and touched her face.

“I promise.” She placed her hand on mine. “Now smile.” She hugged me as I smiled. I never could stay upset with her for more than a few moments. “Get ready. I will make some breakfast for us.”

She pulled me out of the bed and pushed me in the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and took a bath. To make her decision to leave the house as hard as possible, I decided not to wear anything but underwear until she left for work. I put on some white underwear, dried my body using a towel and went downstairs.

I looked all over but she wasn’t there. I found a plate of pie on the table and a piece of paper beneath it. It read, “Sorry for leaving without saying goodbye, but my boss called me and he wants me in the office right now. Will text you after reaching the office. Love you. xoxo”

When I looked at the plate, I saw a smile like figure drawn on the pie. This brought a little smile to my face. She wanted to remind me of the promise I made to her, a promise to smile. I picked up the plate and going into the living room, sat on the couch. As I started to eat the yummy pie my love had made, it brought back the memories we shared on the island. I can’t forget the beautiful view of the sandy beach and deep blue water, the precious moments and of course my beautiful angel in her lily-white bikini. The image of how gorgeous she looked in that bikini is something bilecik escort I’ll never forget. Those thin straps trying hard to hold the small triangular pieces of cloth that struggled to cover her amazing boobs. The thin string along the bottom that held everything together, stretched as tight as a fiddle string. Even though the tops did their best to hide her charms from my wondering eyes, at least half of her marvelous breasts were always on display for my viewing pleasure.

I can remember letting my eyes roam down over her flat tummy, until they encountered the treasured gateway that my manhood had longed to explore for so many years. Like any good treasure hidden from view, it presented many clues as to what lay behind that tiny piece of cloth barely large enough to cover the doorway to her front tunnel of love. This part of her skimpy bikini seemed determined to act as a shield against any prying eyes, though it was so small that the bottom string disappeared in between her pussy lips. Continuing around between her slender legs, it emerged from between her ass cheeks. The whole thing seemed held in place by a loosely tied bow at each of her sexy hips. When I first saw the way she was dressed, I couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if somehow those knots were to come untied.

My imagination was taking its toll, not only on me, but on my manhood as well. The more I let my mind wander the harder my pole became. Since I was all alone in the house, I wiggled around on the sofa until at last my fast growing love handle sprang free from the tight confines of my shorts. Sitting the pie plate on the coffee table, I leaned back, closed my eyes and began to relive in my mind all that had happened to me during the past few days. First our fantastic vacation on the desert island, then my first date and the experience at the restaurant. A few marvelous hours in the Paradise Motel where I lived every guys dream. I could feel the drops of cum on my thighs as I imagined the moment I touched her slim waist, and my fingers mauling her gorgeous ass cheeks. It had been a lifetime dream of mine, that came true the first time I’d felt her breasts nestled in the palms of my hands. How soft, yet firm they had seemed, as I caressed them, and gently rolled her stiff nipples between my fingers. When she not only allowed me to suck on them for the first time, but also encouraged me to do so, I thought I was going to die, I was so happy.

“Nice package out there.” I suddenly heard a voice say. Jerking my eyes open, I saw a girl like figure standing just a few feet in front of me.

“Oh shit! Jasmine! What are you doing here?” I screamed. I thought my heart was going to stop beating as the sudden appearance of her jerked me back from my dream. Bolting upright, I frantically started searching for something so I could cover myself up. Luckily, I found a towel on a chair that was within arm’s reach. I quickly grabbed the towel and wrapped it around my waist.

“I didn’t mean to scare you. Sorry.” She apologized. “The backdoor was open so I didn’t knock on the door.” She explained as she stood there with a half grin on her face.

“It’s totally fine. You caught me by surprise and I didn’t know how to react.” I don’t think I’ve ever been as embarrassed as I was then. My ears were burning and I’m sure my face turned all shades of red, which I could tell from the amused look on her face, she noticed.

“I promise I will never do that again.” She said, still smiling at me.

“I told you; it’s okay. By the way what brought you here?”

“I am angry at you.” She turned her face as if to tell me that she really was angry.

“What did I do?”

“It’s not what you did, but what you didn’t do. You didn’t call or come to my house to talk to me after coming back from your vacation. You said you would and I waited and waited, but you never did come over. You didn’t even tell me about your vacation either.” The more she talked the more she raised her voice. I could tell that she was really upset and hurt. I knew that I had done wrong, but I never wanted to hurt her feelings.

“I am sorry. Due to a couple of reasons, I couldn’t meet you. Please forgive me. I promise I will never do it again.”

“This is the last time. Don’t do it again.”

“I won’t. I will keep that in my mind.” She seemed to be calming down as I talked to her and explained that I hadn’t meant to disappoint her. “Come and sit beside me here on the couch.”

She hesitated for several moments, not moving or saying a word, as if trying to decide whether she was ready to forgive me or not. I breathed a big sigh of relief when I saw her face soften, and she came and sat down beside me.

“So tell me, how was your vacation?”

“Well, I had a lot of fun.” I chuckled.

“Must have seen lot of hot girls?” She coyly asked as she raised her eyebrows while waiting for my answer.

“I didn’t get the time to see them as I was busy with someone else.” I sighed, thinking about the bingöl escort fantastic experience I’d had with Elena; the sand, the sun, and my first sexual experience with the girl that I loved more than anything in the whole world.

“Who?”

“With my sister.”

“Don’t you want to find yourself a girlfriend?”

“Who wants a girlfriend when I already have …” I smiled to myself. Without thinking, I let my mind wander to the time I had spent with Elena at the Paradise Motel. Though the time we’d spent there had been much to brief to suit me, I knew that those few hours would be a period in my life that I’d never forget.

“What?”

Her puzzled question instantly brought my mind back to the present. I knew that I had to think of something quick to satisfy her curiosity. “I mean who wants a girlfriend. I am happy to be single, and especially when I have an amazing friend like you in my life, I don’t need anyone else.”

“Am I just a friend to you?”

“Jasmine?” I asked puzzled, because her question shook me a bit.

“Can I ask you one thing?”

“Yes. Of course you can.”

“Do you like me?”

“Of course I like you. You are my best friend.”

“Not as a friend Alan. Did you ever think of being more than a friend to me?”

“What made you ask that?”

“We have been best friends for the past few years and we like each other’s company a lot. By now, you must know what our friends think about us. I was wondering if you agree with them.” She said with a questioning tone in her voice as she rolled her eyes.

“Look Jasmine, I don’t care what other people think about us. It’s what you think that is important to me. I don’t know whether we are more than just friends right now, but I do know that if there’s anyone in the world I care about after my sister, it is definitely you.” I said as I gripped her hands tight within mine. I could see her facial expression change from one of worry and uncertainty to one beaming with happiness. Her whole mood suddenly changed as darkness changes to light when someone flips on the switch. Leaning forward she kissed me on the cheek, which was something she had done several times before now, but this time it was different. The difference wasn’t something I could explain in words, but more of a feeling. Other times she had kissed me that way; it had been more as a friend would lightly kiss another friend instead of a handshake or a quick hug. This was different; it had a fire to it, a sense of urgency and a desire for me to acknowledge her and take her seriously.

“Would you come with me tomorrow night?”

“Where?” I asked, curious to find out what she was thinking.

“To my friend’s birthday party.”

“Do I know her?”

“No, but she won’t mind if I bring someone for company.”

“Ok. It’s a deal.” I smiled.

“Ok then, I have to leave now. Have to do some shopping and buy a present for her.” As we both stood up, she leaned forward to hug me. Lucky for me, my erection wasn’t there when she hugged me, or else I would have felt embarrassed once again. She started walking towards the door and when she was about to open the front door, she looked back.

“Be ready by 7. I will be waiting for you.”

I gave her the thumbs up sign. She giggled, blew me a kiss and left the house. While I was eating the rest of my pie, I felt strange, remembering the conversion I had just now. Jasmine and I had never had a conversation like this before. My friends had talked about my relationship with Jasmine numerous times, but I’d never talked about it with her. I think Jasmine knew about these rumors but this was first time she’d discussed them. I wondered if she was having feelings for me.

“Even if she has, it’s too late.” I thought to myself. Elena was all I needed. Even though I liked Jasmine, my feelings for Elena were too strong and intense. Deciding that I needed another shower, I couldn’t help myself as I began to masturbate, thinking about Elena. I had masturbated several times in the past while thinking about her, but since I can have Elena whenever I want, I couldn’t control my urge to stroke my cock as thoughts about her beautiful body came flooding into my mind. The tension in my body was so strong; I felt dizzy with the sudden release as I shot a long stream of cum which flowed into oblivion down the drain along with the water.

I was checking the clock every minute as my eyes longed for the sight of Elena. I tried to kill the time by watching movies, playing video games and anything else I could think of, but the thought’s of Elena were dominating my mind. I thought of texting her but decided against it, as she must be having many things to handle at her office.

As I sat on the couch eating chips, I heard my phone’s message tone. To my great joy, it was a message from Elena. It read, “Get ready. Will pick you up in 15 minutes.”

I didn’t want to know where I was going as long as I was with Elena. So as fast as I could, I ran back to the bedroom, grabbed a pair of jeans and a clean shirt. I was half way back to the living room, when I realized that in my haste, I had forgotten my shoes. Muttering to myself, I rushed back, found a pair of socks and shoes and in a matter of minutes, I was waiting in the hall. My excitement was increasing with each moment.

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Riding the bus home from school, Amanda looked out the rain-streaked window. “It’s not raining too hard,” she thought to herself, “maybe Mike won’t cancel out on me.”

Mike was Amanda’s older brother and the person who would be giving her driving lessons. He was volunteered for the position by their parents and although he was soon to be 19 and getting ready to graduate, he didn’t really protest much. Mike and Amanda had learned early to help each other out as their parents had high-pressure jobs, their mother was a lawyer with a well-known firm and their father was a pediatrician. They both worked long hours and rarely came home without briefcases full of files, cases or the latest information to review so they could keep current with their careers. Their busy careers was probably the reason why they had the children so close together – there was only 10 months separating Mike and Amanda’s birthdays.

Both kids had inherited their mother’s dark brown hair and warm brown eyes. Amanda took after the women on their father’s side of the family with rich luscious curves that had the boys drooling after her since the 6th grade, which is when her parents enrolled her in a private all girls’ school. Mike on the other hand was more like their mother’s side of the family. He had the long, lean graceful body of a runner with large hands perfect for catching a football. His talent on the football field had earned him the title as captain of the team and a scholarship to the State University. There were only a few months left before he moved out of the house and into a dorm room on campus.

“I’m gonna miss the big lug,” Amanda thought as she jumped off the bus and ran toward the house, her book bag bouncing against her lower back and bottom as she ran.

The wind pushed the door back as Amanda opened it, causing it to slam into the wall with a loud band. Wincing, Amanda pulled the door shut and inspected the wall for any damage from the doorknob. Sighing with relief that there was none, she wandered toward the living room expecting to find Mike in there. Tossing her book bag on the couch, Amanda headed into the kitchen calling his name.

“That’s strange,” she thought. “His car is parked out front, I wonder where he can be.” Amanda quickly searched the lower rooms before bounding up the stairs to the family’s bedrooms, her pleated short skirt flouncing around her upper thighs so that anyone walking behind her would have had a clear glimpse of her panties. The white cotton making a startling contrast to her lightly tanned, firm legs.

As she reached the landing, she called out “Hey, Mike? Are you up here?” Although she had just turned 18 herself, she had to admit that she was becoming frightened at not being able to find her brother. Her voice was almost timid as she continued to quietly call his name. Slowly she edged down the hall towards Mike’s bedroom door, careful to keep her back against the wall as if to protect herself from someone else in the house.

When Amanda reached the closed door to Mike’s bedroom, she raised her hand to knock and noticed her hand was trembling. “I’m such a sissy! What am I going to do when Mike’s at college and I’m coming home alone everyday?” she thought. Her little pep talk seemed to work, at least her hand didn’t appear to be shaking anymore as she curled it into a fist and knocked on the door. Trying to make her voice sound teasing, Amanda called out, “You so afraid to see me behind the wheel of your car that you are hiding from me, huh?” as she knocked.

“Shit!” Mike groaned when he finally heard his sister’s voice. He glanced down at his hard-on that was rapidly shrinking in his hand. Ever since Lisa dumped him last month because he wouldn’t give her a promise ring before going off to college, Mike had been doing without sexually. He wasn’t ready to settle down with just one girl, thinking they were both too young to be making that step. Still it wasn’t fair that she cut him off like this! Mike had thought that he would be making the most of his few remaining weeks with Lisa but instead she was hanging up whenever he called her. Today, he had finally had enough and settled in his room with the latest erotic magazine only to be interrupted by his kid sister. Damn, he couldn’t wait to get into a dorm where he would have more privacy!

“Just a second,” he called out, knowing it would do no good to try to return to the pictorial he had been looking at. Closing the magazine, Mike sat up on the bed and was reaching for a towel to wipe off the lotion he had smeared liberally on his cock and hand when his door flew open.

Amanda gasped when she caught a glimpse of Mike sitting naked on his bed. She hadn’t ever seen him without at least boxers on and that had been years ago. She stared at his lean body, lightly sprinkled with hair before her gaze traveled down his stomach to the glistening cock between his legs. Of course, having never seen one before, Amanda had no idea it looked that way because balıkesir escort of the lotion Mike had been using.

“Jeeze, Mandy,” Mike yelled as he quickly grabbed the towel and dropped it in his lap. “Get out of here! I didn’t say you could come in!”

Stuttering an apology, Amanda reached into the room to grasp the doorknob and pulled it shut. Amanda stood staring at the door for a few seconds but that was not what she was actually seeing, she was picturing the way her brother looked when the door first opened. She started getting a strange feeling in her stomach and she leaned her forehead against Mike’s door for a minute. She felt hot and shaky, like her legs might not hold her up if she tried to walk away so she just continued to rest against the door.

In his room, Mike quickly wiped the lotion off his hand with the towel but when he tried to wipe it off his dick, he started remembering the way Amanda looked at him. Instead of remaining soft, Mike’s dick was getting harder as he thought about his little sister seeing him naked. “Oh God, not now,” Mike told himself as he pulled the zipper of his pants up over the bulge of his growing cock.

Pulling a shirt over his head, Mike walked rapidly toward his bedroom door, anxious to get this driving lesson over so he could return to his room. When Mike pulled open the door, Amanda stumbled and fell against him because she had still been leaning against his door. Lost in her own world, she had not heard him moving toward to the door and was taken by surprise when it opened so quickly. Instinctively, Mike wrapped his arms around his sister as she fell against his chest and he could feel her body trembling. His hands began rubbing a circular pattern on her back to soothe her and he whispered, “Are you, OK?” into her hair.

“Y-y-yes,” Amanda stuttered as she tried to will away the trembling in her body. Pushing her hands against his stomach, she gently broke free from his embrace and backed up. Trying to smile reassuringly at him, Amanda said, “What about our lesson?”

Mike stared at her for a moment longer, then turned back to his dresser. Picking up his wallet and keys, he smiled back at her. “Let’s go.”

Lightly holding onto the banister, Amanda bounced down the steps with Mike closely behind her. He was fascinated with the way the skirt danced around her legs and had to restrain himself from lifting the hem to be able to see what she was wearing underneath it. “Oh man,” he silently chastised himself, “this is so sick! She’s my sister for crying out loud!” His cock was past the point of listening to his mind however and continued to throb painfully against the zipper of his jeans.

When they reached the door, Mike opened it and saw that it was still raining. Planning on seizing that as an excuse to cancel the lesson, Mike turned to Mandy but the hopeful and excited look on her face caused the words to die in his throat. Resigning himself to his promise and at least another hour or two before he could escape to his room, Mike wrapped his hand around Mandy’s and they raced for his car. Amanda barely had time to pull the door shut behind her before Mike was dragging her down the steps and into the driveway.

Once they were both inside the car, Mike leaned over the ignition to put the key in and joked, “I’m sure you know how to do this much.” He glanced over at Amanda with a teasing smile on his face but felt it freeze when he looked into her face. Although it was not raining hard, her shirt was wet enough from both of her trips into the rain that her bra was visible and raindrops had collected on her eyelashes. She was grinning like a little kid on Christmas morning at the excitement she felt because she was finally going to be able to handle a car on her own. “My God,” Mike thought, “she’s beautiful!” Somehow he had never looked at Amanda as a woman or even as a girl. She had always been Mandy, his cute little sister when she was brought home from the hospital and then the annoying tagalong he was forced to take with him everywhere.

The windows were fogging over because of their wet, warm bodies and Mike reached over to turn on the defroster. As the warm air began circulating through the car, it carried the lightly musky and floral scent of Amanda’s perfume. Mike’s cock began twitching and he bit the inside of his cheek in hopes that the pain would override the pleasure.

“It’s too hot in here, Mike,” Amanda complained as she reached for the heat controls. She switched the heater off and rolled her window down some but the rain kept coming in on her so she was forced to close it again. Instead, Mandy turned on the air conditioner to combat the stuffiness of the car.

Mike had the steering wheel in a death grip rather than in the usual relaxed and easy manner he normally had. Amanda noticed his knuckles were actually white on the wheel and he was driving much faster than normal as he took them out into the country where there bartın escort would be less traffic for her to have to deal with.

With the cool air from the vents blowing around the car, Amanda’s nipples became hard and pressed against the fabric of her bra and shirt. Out of the corner of his eye, Mike watched, as they grew clearly visible even through the layers. He had bitten his cheek hard enough to actually draw blood but even that wasn’t enough to deter his raging hard-on. The cool air combined with the damp clothes raised goose bumps on his flesh but Amanda seemed indifferent to the cold.

Finally, Mike reached a spot where he could pull the car off the side of the road to let Amanda drive. He pulled over but realized how uncomfortable it would be to walk around the car. He silently cursed himself for not having slipped on a pair of boxers under his blue jeans as he turned off the car. Mike unbuckled and raised the armrest that divided the front seat before sliding in the middle spot. “Your turn to drive, sis,” he told her.

The rain was falling lighter now but still coming down. “My clothes just started drying,” Amanda pouted. “I don’t want them to get all wet again.” With that, Amanda lifted herself up and slid across Mike’s lap. The feeling of her firm, round ass pressing against his cock made him groan out loud before she grabbed hold of the steering wheel and plopped into the driver’s seat.

Turning, she pulled the seatbelt over her and reached down to fasten it in place. She was surprised to find Mike still sitting in the middle, his head leaned back and his eyes closed. “Are you OK, Mike? You look like you might be getting sick.”

“Um, no. I’m OK,” Mike managed to say. “I’m just going to stay here so I can take the wheel if you need me to.”

“OK, but you have to buckle up,” Amanda said as she turned over the engine with a grin.

The car was quiet for a few minutes as Amanda adjusted the seat and mirrors to fit her. Turning on her blinker, she glanced over her shoulder before pulling the car back onto the road. Unfortunately, she was a little too eager and the car jerked when she stomped on the gas pedal.

“Careful,” Mike yelled as his head was snapped forward.

“Sorry,” Mandy sheepishly told him with a small smile.

‘She’s not a bad driver,’ Mike thought to himself as she easily brought the car up to speed and held it in her lane. He was pretty impressed at how easily she handled the car for her first time after that first SNAFU.

The road they were traveling was in the country, paved but with little traffic and fairly straight so Mike decided to teach his sister about the cruise control. It might not be something she used often because most of her driving would most likely be back and forth to school but he wanted to make sure she understood it for when she was doing freeway driving. Of course, with the cruise set, she wouldn’t need her legs for driving either.

“Do you see a little switch on your turn signal lever?” Mike asked her.

Amanda glanced down quickly down at the lever before returning her eyes to the road. “Yes.”

“Good. Hold the car at 55 and reach down to switch the button to the ‘on’ position.”

“How can I do that when I’m driving?” Amanda asked him. She might look relaxed and in control but she was terrified to take her hands off the wheel. She was holding them in the proper 10 and 2 positions.

“Slide your right hand over to the noon spot. Then let your left hand slip down the wheel and flip the switch,” Mike instructed her.

Cautiously, Amanda moved her right hand up to the top of the steering wheel. Once she had it in place, she loosened the grip of her left hand and let it slide down the wheel until she reached the lever. Quickly, she glanced at the lever again before pushing the switch over to turn on the cruise control.

“OK,” she said, “Now what?”

Mike’s attention had wandered as he watched Amanda’s trembling fingers slip down the steering wheel to the turn signal lever, almost as if she were caressing it. He wanted to feel her fingers trail over his body just like that.

Clearing his throat, Mike replied, “At the end of the lever is a button you need to push in. Then the cruise is all set and you won’t need to press on the gas pedal anymore. The only time you will need your feet is to work the brakes but you can also slow down the car by flipping the cruise switch back to off.”

Amanda set the cruise and pulled her right leg up away from the pedals. It was strange to think the car could operate without her.

“This is weird. I don’t know what to do with my legs now.”

“The cruise is mostly used during long trips on the expressway. You keep up with traffic but it gives you the chance to stretch out your legs, move them around a little to keep you from getting tired. As long as you are careful, you can even move around in your seat a little to try to get more comfortable,” batman escort Mike explained. “Just don’t jerk on the steering wheel when you are moving around.”

Amanda laughed. “Well, I would stretch out my legs but someone’s big feet are in my way!”

“I’m not moving over. Just put your leg over mine to stretch it,” Mike answered her.

Soon Amanda’s leg was up onto of Mike’s and his hands were resting on her thigh. Her skirt had lifted to the point he could almost see her panties and the thought was driving him wild. Without even realizing it, his hands had begun to knead the muscles in his sister’s thigh. Starting at the knee his fingers lightly probed and massaged her before sliding higher up her leg.

Amanda was very much aware of his hands on her leg though. She could feel her body getting hot just like when she found him naked in his bedroom. The heat seemed to radiate from her stomach out, then pool in her breasts and between her legs. Her breasts felt like they were swelling, getting heavier and she could feel her nipples tightening. She could feel her panties getting wet as her pussy started getting hotter too, just like when she would lay in bed and touch herself until she had to turn over to bite her pillow to keep from crying out.

“Uh, Mike” Amanda stammered. “It’s kinda hard to concentrate on the road when you are doing that.”

“Oh, sorry, Sis,” Mike apologized. “I wasn’t even paying attention to what I was doing.”

Mike’s hands stopped moving up Amanda’s leg and just rested on it. He had to curl his fingers to keep from touching her warm, soft skin. Slowly Amanda pulled her leg out of underneath his hands and returned it under the dashboard where it belonged. Her leg felt cold now though without the heat from his large hands warming it.

“At the bottom of this hill is a stop sign,” Mike warned her. “You should turn the cruise off now so you can stop the car.”

More confident now on how to use the cruise control, Amanda’s hand released the wheel and reached down to turn off the cruise. As they crested the hill, Amanda’s foot slid over to press on the brakes, slowing the car. After coming to a perfect stop, she turned to Mike and said, “Now where? Mom and Dad aren’t going to be home yet and I want to keep driving”

Not too far from where they were was the place Mike would take Lisa to park when they couldn’t use either of their houses. Looking at his sister’s beautiful face, her eyes bright and shiny with excitement, Mike wanted nothing more than to take her there.

“You want to see where Lisa and I used to hang out?” he asked her. “It’s just a turn off into the woods but it’s pretty and quiet.”

“Sure,” Amanda said with a grin. “I always wondered where you two disappeared to. You can show me what’s so interesting back there.”

She had no idea how badly he wanted to show her exactly what he and Lisa found so interesting! “Turn left,” Mike instructed her while his mind raced to come with ideas on how to show her without scaring her.

“Right after this bridge, turn left again,” Mike told her. “It’s nothing but a dirt path but it widens out in a little bit. Just be sure to hold the wheel steady so you don’t scratch up my car.”

Soon, they were in a small clearing with a small creek running in front of the car. Amanda put the car in Park and turned off the engine as she looked around. The trees surrounding the clearing gave a feeling of being cut off from the rest of the world and the sounds of the creek gently playing over the stones made a soothing noise.

“So, what do you do back here anyway?” Amanda asked as she turned to face Mike again.

“Well, sometimes we would walk in the woods. Or skip stones in the creek. Other times we would just sit in the car and talk or make out,” Mike answered her.

“It’s raining today so I don’t want to get out. I guess we are stuck talking then,” Amanda told him as she took off her seatbelt so she could turn in her seat to face him. “What did you two talk about?”

“School, parents, us. Just typical teenage stuff, I guess,” Mike said.

“Why aren’t you two together anymore?” Amanda questioned him.

“It’s stupid, really. Lisa won’t graduate for another year and is afraid that I will find a college girl. She wanted a promise ring from me, to show that we would get married after I finish college. That’s 4 years away! I can’t see myself staying with her or any girl for that long,” Mike explained.

“Oh, that is pretty dumb,” Amanda agreed. She tried to pull her legs up and turn so that her back was against her door but with her short skirt on that was impossible unless she was flashing her panties at her brother. Instead she leaned her back against the door and put her legs across Mike’s lap. Mike dropped his hands down on Amanda’s legs and began massaging the muscles in her calves.

“What else did you guys do?” Amanda questioned him.

“Sometimes we would go sit by the creek and dangle our feet in it so the cool water washed over them,” Mike said. “Then I would massage Lisa’s feet to warm them back up.”

Amanda laughed. “Massage her feet?” she giggled incredulously. “I can’t believe she liked that.”

“She always said it helped her relax, that it felt good,” Mike said defensively.

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Mona Conrad glanced around as she stepped out of her car in the driveway. She had memories of this place, her Aunt and Uncles farm in upstate New York. She remembered coming here as a little girl, running through the huge yard, chasing the animals. It had been almost ten years since the nineteen year old had been here. Between school, activities and her parents’ busy schedules as lawyers in New York City, there just never seemed to be the time.

The scholarship Mona had gotten to Cornell had granted a free ride for tuition and books, but nothing for boarding. The idea of trying to drive form New York City back and forth quickly was ruled out. It was the offer from Uncle Stan that was the godsend. They lived near Enfield, only a little over twenty minutes from the campus, and offered to let her stay with them during the school year.

Now, Mona glanced around again, trying to see if anyone was home. She had tried calling on her cell phone, but there had been no answer. She walked across the yard towards the barn, listening to the sounds of birds and wind, something she rarely heard in the city.

As she approached the barn, she heard a male voice inside cursing at something. Stepping through the open door plunged her from the afternoon sun into the darkness inside. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the light change, but when they did, she couldn’t help the small gasp.

The man was pushing the heavy stall door shut and latching it as she watched. His shirtless chest rippled with muscles that were from hard labor, not fake workouts in some gym. His powerful arms almost bulged as he pushed harder.

“Fucking thing” the man muttered; as he finally shoved it into place.

Mona shuddered, fuck was right she thought, that was one man who could bend her over any damn day. Then, he turned to face her, and she felt like she would pass out.

“Uncle Stan” she choked out.

“Mona?” he asked.

“Yeah…it’s me” was all the young girl could mutter.

She struggled to get her hormones under control as her uncle walked closer. The scent of his sweat filling her nostrils, causing a rush of wetness in her jean shorts. God damn, she thought, this is your uncle for Christs sake.

“Damn girl, you’ve grown up” Stan Conrad exclaimed. He couldn’t help his eyes travel down the young girls frame.

Dressed in tight jean shorts that hugged every curve of her ass, and a tank top that did very little to hide her 36D breasts, Stan could only stare for a moment.

Mona could feel her uncle almost devour her with his eyes. God damn this was getting hotter by the second.

“Uncle Stan” she whispered. “My eyes are up here.”

“Yeah they are” he replied, not shifting his gaze. “But the best parts are down here.”

Mona swallowed hard. She could feel her nipples stiffening under his steady gaze. Jesus, she thought, he doesn’t hide anything does he. OK, I can play that game; she realized.

“If you want to see them that bad” she said softly. “Just ask.”

Stan raised his eyes and stared into his niece’s. “If I ask, would you show them?”

Mona curled her fingers in the edge of her tank top. She looked back steadily.

“Why don’t you ask and find out>” she challenged back.

Her uncle chuckled. “Honey” he told Mona. “You take that top off, and you won’t be leaving this barn for the next hour.”

“What about Aunt Claire?” Mona asked.

“She can suck that pretty little pussy when I am good and done” Stan told her.

Mona shuddered as she saw his eyes. He wasn’t kidding. Something was going on here that she had never seen as a child.

“Now get in the house young lady” her uncle told her. “Before I bend you over and mount you like a filly in heat.”

Mona turned without a word and headed for the farmhouse. Her uncle’s words ringing in her ears. Would he? God, she almost thought he would. The idea of that powerful body, pressed to hers, sent shudders through her.

Aunt Claire hugged and squeezed her when she entered the kitchen, her Uncle right behind her with her two suitcases. He lugged them upstairs to the spare room, and then came back down as Mona sat at the dinner table. As her Aunt talked about having her there for the school year, Mona watched her Uncle as he got a cold glass of water. He still hadn’t put a shirt on, and her eyes were drawn to his strong pecs as his arms moved.

Finally, Stan said he had to get the animals done, and headed out of the kitchen. For the rest of the afternoon Mona settled into her new room. Setting up a study desk, and putting her clothes in the closet.

Later, supper passed without incident, and then darkness crept across the farm. Mona could hear the animals in the barn, and the crickets, sounds that sent a soothing sensation through her. After her drive, she headed for bed early, leaving her Uncle and Aunt watching television in the living room.

Mona slipped into her pajamas and gathered her toiletries, heading down the hall to the only bathroom in the old house. She passed the stairs and could hear Uncle ardahan escort Stan and Aunt Claire talking.

“I tell you Stan” Claire’s voice drifted up the stairs. “That girl all but devoured you sitting at the table this afternoon.”

She heard a soft laugh from her Uncle. “She threatened to show me her tits in the barn.”

“Did she?” Aunt Claire asked. “Did you call her bluff?”

“Nah” Uncle Stan growled back. “It didn’t seem the right time, besides she just got here Claire.”

“To bad” Aunt Claire’s voice filled Mona’s ears. “Bet that girls got a hell of a rack.”

Mona stuffed the small washcloth into her mouth to stifle the gasp. She couldn’t believe the conversation going on down below. What the hell was going on, she wondered.

“From what I saw, she’s got nice firm tits” Uncle Stan muttered. “Damn good thing she didn’t, would have fucked her little cunt right there.”

Mona felt like her knees were going to buckle as she continued to listen. Could this really be her Aunt and Uncle talking like this? Then she stood stunned as her Aunt spoke again.

“You would have liked that, you bull” she heard Aunt Claire say. “You’d love to shove that nine inch fuck stick right up her tight nineteen year old twat, wouldn’t you.”

“You’d love it too, bitch” Uncle Stan retorted. “Suck her cum off my cock like the slut you are.”

Mona shook like a leaf as she turned and almost ran for the bathroom. She paid no heed to the creaking floorboards, as she hurried down the hall. Closing the bathroom door behind her, she leaned against the cool porcelain sink. She could feel her juices drip down her thighs as the words of her Aunt and Uncle continued to echo in her ears.

She tried to get ready for bed, but the effort was useless. She could feel the tight knot in her belly as she remembered the conversation. Finally, after only a few moments, she gave up. Gathering her things, she turned and opened the bathroom door. Standing right in the door was Uncle Stan, his bare chest filling her vision as she froze.

Mona opened her mouth to speak, but her Uncles’ words cut her off.

“You heard, didn’t you? You were listening”. It was a statement more than a question.

Mona tried to tear her eyes away from his powerful biceps. “I…I…” she stuttered.

“Just answer the question” he half growled. “Yes or no, you heard.”

“Yes” Mona gasped.

“Are you wet?” her Uncle stared into her eyes.

“God yes” Mona groaned.

“Go to your room” her Uncle told her.

“But…” Mona tried to reply.

“I said” her Uncle stopped her. “Go to your room.”

Without a word, Mona slipped passed his towering form and started down the hall towards her room. Then, a strong grip wrapped around her am, stopping her with ease.

“Take off the pajamas girl” he told her.

“Yes sir” was all Mona could mutter.

Back in her room, Mona dumped her toiletries onto the dresser, and then quickly stripped off her clothing. Nude, she stretched out on her new bed. Her first night here and already she was following her Uncles’ commands without question.

Her eyes watched the door in the light cast from the hallway. She saw his tall shadow blocking the light as he entered her room. She wasn’t surprised when he made no attempt to close her door. In two long strides he was beside her bed, his weight shifting the mattress down as he sat. Oh my god; Mona realized, he’s NUDE.

Her eyes immediately went to his groin, where her gaze fastened on the thick pole standing tall there. “Fuck” she moaned. His cock was hard as steel, the swollen head angry red. The mat of hair at his groin did little to hide the length as it jutted straight up.

“You like that cock?” Uncle Stan asked her.

“Yessss” Mona hissed back.

“Such a little slut” her Uncle whispered.

Mona’s eyed grew wide at his words. No one had ever called her that, no one.

“No” she gasped back at her Uncles vulgar words.

“Bullshit” he Uncle growled. “Fucking dripping wet, and you want to suck my dick. Admit it.”

Mona couldn’t tear her gaze away as she watched his cock literally throb before her eyes. She knew, no matter what she might think, what she might have been before. Her Uncle was right; she was a slut right now.

“Bastard” she grunted. “I’m a slut” she admitted. “I want your fucking cock.”

Her Uncle rose and swiftly straddled her body, his long shaft lying across her firm tits, the swollen head inches from her face as she lay back. His hands gripped the sides of her head, and with a pull, brought her face up.

“Then suck it bitch.” He grunted down at her.

As the head of his thick cock banged against her lips, Mona opened and took him into her hungry mouth. She had never been handled like this before. Every other boy had been like wimps compared to her Uncle. His weight pinned her body to the mattress, his legs trapping her arms. His strong hands gripped her head as he shoved his hard cock into her throat.

Mona gagged as his artvin escort length hit the back of her throat. She thought about protesting, but then stopped. Her Uncle was taking her, using her; like a man should. She felt a gush of warm fluids between her thighs as her uncle began to fuck her hot mouth.

“Bet that cunt’s so tight” her Uncle grunted down at her, as his hips powered in and out. “Going to fuck that tight little teen pussy of yours”

“Mmmppfff” Mona could only give as a reply. Her throat stretched as his pulsing cock pushed in and out. She relaxed, and found that she could take more of his length into her throat. The taste of him coated her tongue, sending shivers through her body.

Stan stared down at his young niece as he pumped in and out. The sight of her lips stretched around his cock pushing him closer.

“Make you fucking DRINK me” he rasped.

Mona tried to nod her head as her Uncle all but raped her willing mouth. The idea that her Uncle was going to force her to swallow his hot seed drove her own body to the edge.

Her eyes watered as her Uncle continued to pound into her mouth. Then, she could feel him start to lose his rhythm, while his cock began to swell in her tight throat. Please God yes, she thought.

“Fuck yeaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” Stan bellowed, as his balls spasmed.

Mona almost choked when the first burst of his hot cream pumped straight down her throat and into her belly. She pulled her head back slightly, as a second thick rope filled her mouth. A mix of her spit and his cum was slowly drizzling from the corner of her mouth and down her chin.

Mona’s mind exploded as the hot seed filled her stomach and mouth. A sudden wet gush erupted between her thighs as she orgasmed without even being touched. When he pulled his still spurting cock from her mouth, she felt his hot cum drip onto her quivering tits. Her mouth hung open as she swirled the thick cum still inside with her tongue. Then, she swallowed as she tasted her first hot load of cum.

Mona had given blowjobs before. Mostly it had been to get the guy ready for the final act. This was different, being mauled and manhandled; until hot cream filled her mouth. It was as if she had become her Uncles’ sex toy.

Staring at the ceiling with unseeing eyes, she felt her legs lifted effortlessly. As her thighs were spread wide open, the young girl tried to focus on what was happening, but it was already too late.

“Unnnccc…fuuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk” she screamed as her Uncle drove every inch of his hard cock up her still spasming hole.

Mona felt her body flop on the bed as another orgasm swiftly rocketed through her. Just the sheer presence of him inside her pussy was setting her off. It was like she was watching herself being fucked for the first time as she felt her Uncle’s powerful body drive into her small body. Sex had never been like this before, primal and hungry. Mona felt every inch of her Uncles cock stretching her tight walls as he fucked into her.

“Oh Fuck…Oh God yes…” Mona cried. Her small fists clutching at the bed sheets as her Uncle ravaged her tight pussy again and again.

“Don’t be so gentle Stan” a voice came from the doorway. “Use the little cunt.”

Mona turned her head and stared at her Aunt Claire standing in her doorway. The woman had her hand thrust between her thighs, and a wet squelching could be heard as she fucked herself with her own fingers.

“Aaaaagggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh” Moan screamed, as her Uncle built open more steam. His hips like pistons pounding into her. Her juices leaked out around his shaft as Mona felt him pounding down into her. Every thrust making her firm tits shake with the power.

Her hands shot up and gripped at his strong arms as he held her legs tight to his chest. Her nails began digging into his flesh as he fucked into her without mercy. No longer making love…not even sex…this was fucking her numb mind realized. Her Uncle was taking every inch of her, and with every thrust she felt her body melting into a haze of lust.

Wet slapping filled the small bedroom as Mona felt him drive in. She could feel a river flowing out around his huge cock and run down her ass to soak the sheets under her. Her body convulsing as wave after wave rolled through her. One orgasm rolled into another, and then another as her body was ravaged by the animal above her she knew as her Uncle.

“Cummingggg” she moaned. “Cumminnngggggggggg”

“That’s it you little slut” her Uncle hissed in her face. “Cum all over your Uncles’ cock.” He told her.

It was like her body couldn’t stop cumming. She felt stronger and stronger waves rolling through her belly, even as the burning sensation of his thick cock ravaging her mounted. Mona felt as if her mind were coming apart at the seams as her Uncle used her body for his own pleasure.

“Oh God Uncle Stan” Mona cried out. “Use me, fuck me; just don’t STOP” she screamed.

“Going to fill that tight little cunt of yours you slut” Stan growled down at her. He could bodrum escort feel his balls tightening, and he knew it wouldn’t be long.

“Your slut… a slut…” Mona babbled. “Please God fill meeeeeee” she wailed.

“Is the tight little teen pussy protected?” her Uncle leaned down and whispered at her.

Mona’s eyes flew open wide. “No” she gasped. With a sense of horror she realized her Uncle’s bare cock was pounding into her unprotected body. Then, she felt the veins of his cock drag along her clit, and she knew it didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered was his cock inside her.

“I don’t care” she spat back. “Fuck me…fill me with your spunk…please” she begged.

“Good” her Uncle stared into her eyes. “Because I don’t pull out…bitch.” He said.

Then, with a grunt, Mona felt his cock jerk deep in her belly. Her Uncle drove his hips down hard, ramming himself as deep as he could go inside her. His eyes blazed as he felt his hot seed racing the length of his cock, to burst inside his young niece.

Mona opened her mouth to scream, but could only gurgle as two new sensations ripped through her young body at the same time. While she was no virgin, she had even had a guy blow inside her. But this was different; she could actually feel her Uncles seed emptying into her. Blast after blast of his thick cream filling her belly.

At the same time, his thick cock banged up against the spongy surface of her cervix, hidden deep inside her quivering belly. A sensation she had never experienced before. No boy she had ever been with had been this deep before, and her body loved it. It sent a bolt through her entire body as she convulsed, her eyes rolled back as an animal whimper came from her throat.

Mona’s ass rose from the bed as she drove her pelvis against her Uncles’ invading cock, craving that sensation once again. Just as the engorged head came in contact with her cervix, her entire body froze, impaled on him.

“Uncle…Stannnnnnnn” Mona screamed into the room. She felt the tremendous orgasm like a bomb going off in her hot belly, her juices spraying out of her to splash across his washboard abdomen.

Mona quivered and shook as her body erupted, feeling her juices squirt out, like she was helpless to stop it. Oh my God, her fogged brain tried to come to grips with the intensity of her orgasm that could make her squirt for the first time in your young life.

Even as her own juices were spraying Uncle Stan’s chest and belly, she felt her body being filled back up by his hot cream. Rope after rope was pumping deep inside her walls squeezing his cock tight, trying to milk every drop out of him.

Mona collapsed into a quivering heap onto the bed, feeling her Uncles’ thick cock sliding out of her as she fell. She dimly heard the obscene slurping sound as his softening member slid free, and then the ooze of his cum as it ran out her still gaping hole. Lying in a puddle of their mixed cum, spread out on her bed; she felt the mattress shift as her Uncle rose.

“She’s all yours bitch; you’re the woman of the house…clean up the mess.” Mona faintly heard her Uncle say.

Her eyes fluttered open, even as a series of ripples continued to roll across her belly like aftershocks. She watched as her Aunt Clair slid her nightgown off, her heavy breasts coming into view, then the dark thatch of hair between her glistening thighs.

“OH God” Mona moaned softly; watching her Aunt slowly walk towards the bed.

The young girl could only lay limp and exhausted as her aunt slid between her thighs on the bed. She could see a burning hunger in her aunt’s eyes as the older woman spread her thighs further open, exposing her cum soaked pussy to the faint light in the room.

“Aunt Claire?” Mona tried to speak. “OH shittttttttttt” she moaned as her pussy was enveloped by a hot mouth.

As exhausted and abused as she was, Mona felt her body instantly respond as her aunt’s tongue drove between her inflamed lips; her hands shot down and fingers wrapped into her Aunt Claire’s hair.

“Oh fuck yesssssss” Mona cried out. “Eat me” she gasped.

First, the ravaging of her body by her Uncle, and now this, the sensation of a tongue dragging through her swamp like, cum soaked cunt. It was more than her young mind could take.

“Eat my pussy Aunt Claire” she moaned, pushing her hips up to meet the invading tongue. “Eat my slut cunt.”

“Mmmmmmmm” he aunt hummed, sending a vibration through her clit that sent electric shocks through her belly.

Mona could hear as her aunt sucked the dripping sauce from her hole, and then swallow the thick liquid down. God, she was eating her own husbands cum right from his nieces dripping pussy Mona’s mind screamed.

“Oh shit…oh God” Mona panted. “I’m going to fucking cum.”

She didn’t expect a response from the older woman, her face jammed between her quivering thighs, but she got it. Two fingers slammed hard up into her soaked cunt as she felt her clit wrapped in two lips and violently sucked on.

“Aunt Claaaaaiirreeeeeeeeee” Mona screamed as her body violently exploded once again.

Claire watched as her niece shook and vibrated through her orgasm. She could feel the hot juices flowing out to cover her face as she sucked the hard nub between her lips. Oh this was going to be a wonderful year, she thought.

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Michael rolled over in the bed, looking at the bright blue numbers of the clock across the room. 5:30.

If I hurry, I could get in another round he thought, smiling to himself in the dark as he rolled back over toward the woman in the bed beside him. Sure she was older and a little fuller than when she was younger, but as her wedding band glistened in the light of the street lamp outside Michael couldn’t help but be excited all over again. Down below the covers his dick swelled to life again, growing thick and long as he scooted in behind the woman’s ass. His hands slid down her body, past the curves of her waist before coming to a rest on her perfect bottom. Well, perfect to him. In reality, gravity and age had taken a toll here too, but it didn’t matter to Michael. He was as in love now as he was the first day he saw her. As he caressed her ass Tanya let out a quiet purr of delight – little more than a sigh of content.

Was she still sleeping? Michael grew lightheaded as his hands slid past the stretch marks on her hips and into her own secret garden. Parting the bush of the suburban housewife, he slid his fingers inside of her, and found that she was still wet from the earlier romp they had enjoyed last night. Tanya rolled over, spreading her legs slightly as she went, but seemed to remain asleep. A mischievous grin played across Michael’s face in the dark as he lowered his head quietly beneath the covers. Sliding all the way to the foot of the bed, Michael returned up the middle, parting Tanya’s legs as his goatee began to scratch against her inner thighs. She parted her legs even more, and he wasted no time. As he lowered his eyes to his target his nose pushed against her bush, rubbing it upwards toward her stomach. He caught the scent of sex, still heavy in her, as his tongue slid from between his lips and into her pussy.

If she had been asleep before she wasn’t any more. Tanya’s hands snaked down from up above as she aksaray escort spread her legs to their furthest. Her smooth skin slid across his shoulders as she lifted her legs and wrapped her calves around his head to draw him in. Michael couldn’t resist now if he wanted to. His tongue darted in and out, making swirling motions as he alternated between sucking on the folds of her pussy and stabbing at it with his tongue. His nose continued to push her muff around as her hips began to rock back and forth in the dim light of the room. Eager to help his lover Michael slid his arms and hands beneath her, raising her ass higher as she arched her back. She grabbed at his hair, short as it was, and pulled his head even harder against her pussy. As he sucked and poked at it with his face she ground her hips against him until he could barely breathe. Arching her back more and more she whimpered as his attentions began to take their toll. Her thighs glistened with sweat now from the heat of the covers, and letting go of his hair she reached up and threw them off, revealing the two lovers in the dim light.

Free of the confines of their bedding, she pressed her head against the headboard and arched even more, biting her lip now to keep from calling out too loud. In the next room, their 7 year old daughter still slept, and neither wanted to wake her. Michael continued to suck her pussy as he ground his face against it, and his arms slowly raised her up even higher, making it easier to eat the succulent pussy but harder to breathe. Above him, his elbows dug into the bed as his outstretched palms cupped Tanya’s ass, giving her something to rest against as she fought to breathe. Her efforts to keep her tits from falling to the outside by pinning them between her arms finally failed, and the 38D breasts slid to the outside under their own weight. Neither seemed to notice. The large globes of milky white flesh joined her hips amasya escort as they rocked feverously in the act. Pushed to the point of another orgasm, Tanya released Michael’s head and raised her long nails to her nipples, pinching and pulling on them as her chest heaved up and down in ecstasy. Almost breathlessly she called out.

“Fuck me, fuck me with that beautiful hard dick of yours.” she commanded.

Below, Michael stopped for a moment, looking up to regard the slut now in heat at the other end of the bed. “You know the rules. Not until you cum.” he responded, dropping his head. Tanya growled in frustration, pulling on her tits again and moaning as her body began to quiver. Michael slid his hands together, still supporting her, until his fingers tapped along her ass. She arched her back, surprised by the move, but relaxed moments later as Michael once against cupped his hands against her ass. Each time she rocked her body against his face though his fingers drew closer to her ass. Finally, he pulled his elbows out, allowing only his arms to support her. Almost immediately Tanya dropped, not expecting the sudden lack of support, and as one finger slid into her ass Tanya could hold it back no more. Grinding her teeth she moaned through her mouth anyway, her body locked in a frenzied orgasm as her pussy released wave after wave of juices on to Michael’s face. Michael, pulling away with his face covered in her cum, rubbed it on her thighs and belly as he slid up her body.

“Now I can fuck you, you nasty cum craving school teacher.” Tanya loved when he said stuff like that. It made her so horny. Made her feel so dirty. Michael’s dick, despite being almost three of her fingers thick and probably eight inches long, slid effortlessly into her drenched pussy. He rocked back and forth, her legs spread wide to either side. Grasping one of them, he pushed it back toward her, leaning in to suck at her antalya escort lusciously full breasts.

Her nipples were already hard, but they grew even harder under Michael’s attention. The longer he sucked the more painful it got for Tanya, who was busy concentrating her energy on the action down below. She reached up long enough to push her other tit toward his mouth, and Michael greedily switched.

“Fuck my naughty pussy.” she snarled. “Fuck it hard.”

Michael let out a throaty growl as he released his mouth from her swollen nipples, and reached back to grab Tanya’s other leg. His cock slurped from her pussy as he shifted, but once he had her legs in front of him again he pushed them together and tightly toward her chest, her milky white thighs framing her now vulnerable pussy. Almost immediately he stuffed his cock back inside her, this time driving it deeper than ever before. Tanya cried out, but Michael quickly silenced her with a nearby pillow. Her body shaking, Michael pistoned her pussy with his dick, ramming it in harder and faster each stroke.

“That how you like it slut? That how you like it when you get your nasty pussy fucked? You horny slut.”

Michael pressed his weight against her legs, freeing his hands for other things. As his dick rocked in and out, Tanya lay there, wiggling and writhing as she milked his cock. Michael reached up, grabbing at her tits once again. Pulling on her nipples, Tanya let out fresh new moans, and began to pant as her body quivered. Michael, sensing the time was right, didn’t hold back. His cum erupted inside her, squirting deep inside and in every direction. Her greedy body took it all, milking and squeezing, ushering it even deeper inside her body. Michael briefly rested on Tanya’s legs, letting the last of his cum squirt inside her before rolling to the side. The two lay together for a few minutes, each breathing hard from their efforts before. Tanya was the first to speak.

“You have to go now, my husband will be home soon.”

With a wordless nod Michael crawled from the bed and dressed in the dark. A few minutes later he was driving, alone in the early morning dawn as his sister in law made the bed with fresh sheets and awaited her husband’s return.

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