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Author’s Note: This is loosely inspired by the movie “Contagion”.

When the Chengdu Flu was first reported hardly anyone paid any attention to it. Hate to admit it but I didn’t care about it either. At least not until the Tuesday I went to work and two of my coworkers left work early because family members had died. That disturbed me so I cut out early from work and headed to Costco to stock up ahead of the crowd. It surprised me that most everyone was going about their business like a normal day.

My daughter Becky was home from college on spring break and my wife and son were in Virginia visiting her family. When I got home Beck was nowhere to be found so it was up to me to unload the supplies. Immediately afterwards I headed to the nearby Lukas Wine & Spirits and made sure I had an ample supply of liquor before they’d run out. Thirty different cases of beer, two cases of Scotch, three cases of vodka, and an assortment of special bottles and mixers meant I was ready for whatever was coming.

Back at the house I got my supply stashed away and then I checked the news. It wasn’t on the major networks but the local Kansas City news was starting to mention people getting sick with the flu.

It was around eight when Becky got in from shopping with a friend and I brought her up to speed on what looked like a problem. She was mostly indifferent but understood when I asked her to stay around the house the next day.

In the morning the news was starting to feature more coverage of the Chengdu Flu. Hospitals were starting to see patients and the media had perked up to the fact. By lunch time a couple of the reporters were in the hospital. By that night those reporters were dead.

I called my wife and she told me everything was fine. They were with her parents at the family house and she told me she didn’t think this was too serious.

The next morning the President went on TV and announced a shutdown of interstate and international travel to contain the disease. I’d expected that and I also expected the governor to issue similar orders, which she did.

What I didn’t expect was the phone call from my wife. Her parents got sick overnight and she was calling me to let me know her mother had died. It didn’t look good for her father either. Becky cried when I told her that Gamma had died.

Becky and I cried like hell the next day when the hospital in Lynchburg called to let us know that my wife, her father, and my son were all gone.

It was no surprise when the President authorized the states to declare martial law. People were ordered to stay in their homes and to have no contact with anyone outside their homes. My state was one of the first to enact the order. A week later the governor announced that unless you had a government pass you had to stay on your property or else law enforcement might shoot you. I heard a few gunshots that day as if to underscore the point.

Two months later I would have been happy about the supplies I’d put away but instead I was morose missing my wife and son. I’d drowned my sorrows with a lot of liquor and I didn’t care that Becky sometimes helped herself to the beer.

Memorial Day weekend started off with a heat wave and we were ordered to keep our air conditioning off unless we had elderly people in the house. That meant the heat and humidity were present all weekend.

In the course of two months of isolation Becky and myself had become somewhat informal around the house. She didn’t bother getting dressed to go out and neither did I. I’d put on a decent shirt and I’d shave for working online but unless I was doing yardwork I didn’t bother with shorts. Becky mostly wore tee shirts and panties around the house. And on a hot holiday weekend she didn’t bother with a bra.

Saturday night we had yet another pasta dinner and then we went to watch a movie. I grabbed a bottle of vodka and grabbed a bottle of Irish cream for Becky. She liked it and at this point I didn’t care if she drank something harder than beer.

I really don’t recall the movie because all I watched for two hours was my dark haired daughter. I noticed her long legs, her full tits, and her tight little ass. Then I felt guilty about what I’d just noticed and I poured myself another glass of vodka and went right back to leering at her.

Taking a cool shower before pendik escort bed I jerked off to images of fucking my own daughter.

I woke up late on Sunday morning and the house was quiet. I checked on Becky and when I opened her door she was laid on her bed just wearing panties. One of her tits was on full display and her pink nipple was nicely set against a silver dollar sized areola. I caught myself stroking my cock through my boxers and then quietly closed her door.

I got a little breakfast and then opened up the windows in the house to get some of the warm morning air into the place before the hot humid air took over for the day. Then I sat out on the porch and sipped on some Scotch.

Becky was up after noon and I heard her taking a shower. I fought off the temptation to go sneak a look at her.

As the day wore on the heat and humidity got worse. I checked the news and there was a heat warning for overnight. They also warned everyone not to use their AC without a permit or they’d get their electric service cut for thirty days.

The heat was ungodly that night. When we took our places to watch a movie for the night we were both suffering.

“Fuck it.” I said. I stood up and took off my tank top and dropped my boxers. Then I sat back down to watch the movie.

“Uh, dad, you’re naked.” said Becky.

“Knock it off, Becky, it’s too fucking hot. If you want to strip down go ahead, I don’t care.”

Becky was pretty careful to avert her eyes and did her best to concentrate on the movie. Her drink of the night was a special bottle of strawberries and cream liqueur and not bothering with a glass she sipped away at it.

About halfway through the movie I was mildly surprised when Becky stood up.

“Don’t look.” she said as she turned her back to me, took off her top, and dropped her panties. I looked anyway. When she sat back down I got a nice look at the side of her tit. Did my best not to jerk off during the rest of the movie. When she finally went to bed I didn’t mind the view of her twenty-year old ass.

The next morning it was still hot so I took a cool shower but skipped putting anything on. I also skipped my morning eye-opener drink and instead made a decent pancake breakfast with coffee.

A few minutes after I started the coffee a bleary eyed Becky strolled into the kitchen.

“Smells good. Can I have a couple pancakes?” She was just as naked as I was.

She sat down and it was just a couple minutes before I put the pancakes and a cup of coffee in front of her. “Thanks.” she said. I had a full view of her tits. Had no idea how glorious her tits were until this moment. The morning light made the few drops of sweat on them glisten.

After breakfast I moved out to the back porch both for privacy and to avoid the sun. Becky followed and I was grateful. We talked for a while and neither of us much cared that the other was naked.

She got up and went inside as the day heated up. I did the same.

I left her alone to do whatever she was doing and I watched a repeat of the Indy 500 from the year before.

Our evening routine featured dinner and a movie and the two of us drinking too much. Around eight the power went out and the usual peal of thunder followed. The wind picked up and after a long heatwave we were treated to a cooling downdraft and then the excitement of a hailstorm. Lightning started flashing and thunder started roaring. The occasional flash of the storm let me see Becky outlined against the window.

By ten the storm had let up but the rain continued and so did the cool air.

“I’m cold.” she said.

I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her. She flinched as she felt my bare skin on her own. I couldn’t help it when my cock started to swell against her cool ass.

“What are we doing?” she asked me.

“Right now I’m just holding you.” I replied.

She pulled away from me and I let her go. And then she turned and faced me and pulled me close to her body.

“I know what’s been on your mind.” she said, “I’ve seen you looking at me. I don’t mind if you want to do more than just this. I need it too.”

I felt her breath on my face and leaned down to kiss her on the lips. Her reply was a soft, tentative kiss. Her arms went around my neck and I felt her body maltepe escort rest against my own.

“You won’t hate me?” I asked.

“No.”

I went to say something else and she cut me off, “No more talking. Not now.”

I took her by the hand and felt my way back to my bedroom. The bedroom I used to share with Becky’s mother. The bedroom where Becky was conceived.

Becky got onto the bed and rolled onto her back. I followed right behind her and put a knee between her legs. She moved her legs apart just enough to make room for me. Resting myself on my elbows I leaned in and kissed her while her arms wrapped around my neck. I briefly wondered if she’d done this before and I imagined that she had.

My cock lay between us and I moved down on her body. I felt the soft skin of her thighs with my cock and moved my hips. Becky’s legs spread and her ankles moved up on either side of me. It happened so quickly. I moved to get my cock against her pussy and with the way she had her hips the head of my cock was immediately pressed right into her flower.

“Oh, my God!” she breathlessy uttered into the darkness.

I thrust my hips at hers and my cock entered her pussy. It was just a few strokes later and my shaft was slipping inside in her warm, wet pussy. It was so wrong for me to have my cock in Becky’s pussy and somehow that made it even sexier to me.

I’d thrust into her and her hips would rise to meet mine. She wanted it. It made me want her. Her hands went to my hips and she guided me to move up on her body. My cock was grinding her clit and I could feel her trying to get me to go deep. I’d held back because her mother had always complained when I went deep.

I decided to try with Becky. Moving down just a bit I felt her move her hips to try to keep her clit in contact with my cock. And then I pushed the rest of my cock all the way into her pussy.

“Oh, fuck!” she exclaimed.

I’d longed to feel my entire cock in pussy and now here I was fucking my daughter and getting my wish. I couldn’t help but to start deep fucking her with a steady tempo. I need to feel her body around my cock!

Becky tensed and moaned and I knew she was having her pleasure. That gave me no more reason to hold back so I started fucking her hard and then I felt the surge of cum in my balls as it raced down my cock and blasted into Becky’s cunt!

“Uggggh!” I groaned as shot after shot of cum sprayed into her pussy. It felt so fucking good!

Becky went limp and her legs fell at my sides. I kissed her gently on the lips and she kissed me back.

“That was great! I had no idea you were like that! Mom was really lucky.”

With that comment I rolled off of her. She moved around and the next thing I knew she had a leg across mine and her head rested on my chest.

In the morning I woke up alone but could hear Becky busy in the kitchen. It was a little chilly so I got on some clothes and didn’t mind when I saw Becky wrapped up in a bathrobe.

We shared breakfast and managed not to talk about what had transpired. She just seemed her usual perky self for a change and not the depressed person she’d been since we lost so much of our family. We were the only family we had left.

After breakfast we went out to the front porch to get some sun and that was when she remarked, “I don’t think we can do that again.”

“Breakfast? I was kind of hoping to have breakfast again tomorrow!” Becky smiled at me with the joke. I knew what she meant.

“My birth control ran out last month and it’s not like we can get more.”

I was so floored by her comment not because of the birth control but because of the assumption that WE would need it. It also sounded like she wanted it to happen again. Then it registered that she’d taken a risk with me.

“Becky, I’m glad this hasn’t come between us and I’ll understand if this was the only time.”

She looked at me, “I just need to think this through is all.”

I gave her the space she asked for and dropped the subject. After a while I went off to mow the grass and do some normal Memorial Day activities. By the afternoon it was hot and sultry again. I took a water break and checked the news and they said we could expect the heat wave to resume for the next week.

That night we had our dinner and then kartal escort I expected to retire to the living room for our usual movie.

Becky was loading dishes in the dishwasher when she said, “It might be okay to do it again.”

“What are you saying?” I asked.

She washed her hands and dried them. Putting the towel down she leaned against the kitchen counter and crossed her arms. “I’m saying I’m bored. I’m saying I don’t want to drink myself to sleep tonight.”

“What if you get pregnant?”

She shrugged, uncrossed her arms, and pulled off her top. Then her shorts and panties went to the floor together. The next thing I got to see was her bare ass walking towards my bedroom.

Naturally I was right after her. Whether she meant to or not she was laying rather seductively on the bed when I saw her again. It wasn’t dark yet so I had a nice view. I joined her on the bed and ran a hand over her body.

“One more thing,” she held a hand against my chest as she said this, “after this you’re calling me Becky and I’m calling you Eric, okay? I just can’t call you ‘dad’ anymore, alright?”

I pursed my lips at all of what she had just said, “Yeah, that’s probably best.”

With that she pushed me back on the bed. Her hands took hold of my cock and played with it.

“Crazy that thing’s been inside me!” she said and then she shocked me by wrapping her mouth around it and licking it. With my cock properly moistened Becky licked her lips and smiled as she straddled me. Leaning to one side she pulled my cock up to her pussy and ran it back and forth. I watched as my obviously experienced daughter positioned my cock at her entrance and then her expression turned serious as she got it started.

“Hold still.” she said as I thrust into her. Her hips moved around and slowly she settled down on me. There was a bit more to go when she stopped and bit her lip. Then she grimaced as she settled herself completely onto my cock.

She smiled, “This is so much better than getting drunk, isn’t it?”

“Oh, it is!”

I let her fuck me and I had to reconcile the sight of my naked daughter having sex and then the fact that she was having sex with me! It was so wrong and I had no intention to do anything about it! Becky kept fucking me and I did my best not to move. She quickly got to her final act and crushed herself onto me all while grinding herself on me. Her head lolled back and her eyes closed as she kept at it.

“Mmmm, fuck!” she muttered as I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock. I looked at her belly where my cock disappeared into her and came hard.

We fucked a few more times after that and then she got her period. She slept in her own room for a few days and that made sense. We’d had some brief chats to discuss the fact that the effects of her birth control were now definitely ended. I didn’t pursue her knowing the risk involved.

Some of our old routine came back and we watched movies at night but the alcohol consumption was way down from before. I think we’d both had a reset from the change in our relationship and now the reasons we were getting drunk didn’t seem so important anymore.

It was June fifteenth and I’d been busy in my shop making a curio cabinet when Becky had me get ready for dinner. I went in the house and took a shower to get the sweat and sawdust off. Then I dried myself and went to the kitchen for dinner. Becky put my plate in front of me and I dug in. I was pretty hungry. She sat across from me and chatted with me about the curio cabinet.

I looked up to ask her for the butter and noticed she was wearing a kitchen apron. It was the only thing she was wearing. My cock instantly stirred with lust.

“You sure about this?” I asked her.

“I think so.”

“What if you get pregnant?” I sipped on my water.

“It’ll be just fine if you tell me you love me.”

I put down my water and looked across the table at her. “I’ve loved you since the day you were born and I love you more every single day!”

A few minutes after that my dinner was getting cold on the table.

Becky and I spent the summer fucking and sucking and walking around the house naked. I fucked her in her bed, I fucked her in the bathroom, we fucked in the living room and I even fucked her in the kitchen. It was hardly a surprise when her September period didn’t show up.

When the crisis ended in November Becky was only just starting to show. Then I sold the family house and we moved to a promising town in West Virginia. Naturally we joked that we were going to fit in there just fine.

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Like all my stories, this one is true. I welcome all comments and I hope you enjoy!

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The title of the post was “Single mom needing a FWB, not too sure about the benefits.” This made me think that she was most likely not a slut and that she would be somewhat of a challenge. I like challenges.

I sent her a nice greeting telling her a little about my situation being married forever and not being intimate with the wife for a very long time. I told her that I would be happy to be her friend without benefits and maybe even help guide her through the maze of creeps and weirdos out there. I told her that when she was done weeding through all the replies I would be waiting for her reply to me.

Her reply to me was, “You sound the most sane of all the responses I got, but you sound kind of cocky.” To which I replied, “You could also call it self confidence.”

I found out that she is a few years younger than I am, she just went through an ugly divorce and had not been with a man since.

It was obvious that she was out of her comfort zone and a little scared about meeting a complete stranger for sex. I was a little nervous too, and that’s a good thing.

We emailed back and forth for about a month. I learned that she was living with her mom while trying to buy a house.

She also had a new job that was full time plus, and she had full custody of her son. She made it very clear that she really didn’t have much time to play, she was hoping things would settle down once she got moved and was on her own.

Finally, we were able to set a time to meet. It was a Tuesday, she had taken the day off to sign papers for her new home and we were to meet for lunch afterward. By this time we had exchanged numbers and were used to texting each other about once a day. In my mind we were pretty comfortable with each other as I slowly learned she had a good sense of humor.

About an hour before we were supposed to meet I was at my bookkeepers signing checks when I got a text from Holly saying, “I just got home and my car is making an awful banging noise, I am afraid to drive it so we will have to postpone our meeting.” I reminded her that I know quite a bit about cars and asked her if I could come over and take a look at it. She was hesitant as she was staying with her mom at her condo and her mom was home that day. I finally convinced her that there was nothing wrong with a guy friend coming over to look at her car.

She texted me the address saying she would meet me in the parking lot and to look for a black Nissan with the hood up. Arriving exactly when I said I would I pulled up and parked next to her car. As she quickly got out and walked over to my truck it hit me that she looked strikingly familiar to the actress Glenn Close when she was younger. Medium blond hair with those bright blue eyes got my attention to say the least.

Taking all of her in, I smiled and got out of my truck. Standing next to her I noticed that she is on the tall side.

I glanced at her feet and took note that she was wearing flats. Instinctively she says to me, “I wanted to dress nicer for our first meeting but I wasn’t planning on my car having problems.” I reply, “You look great, let’s start this thing up so I can hear the noise you were talkng about.”

She starts the car and right away it is obvious that the problem is with the serpentine belt tension. Her car was fairly new and in short order we contacted the dealer where she purchased it. Turns out that this issue would be covered by warranty. At my suggestion we made a plan for me to follow her to the dealer so she could drop off the car and then we would go to lunch as planned. Being a true girl she says, “Before we go I need to go change my clothes, can you wait here for a few minutes?”

“I will wait for as long as it takes.”

She gives me a nod and heads toward her mom’s condo.

As she returns about 15 minutes later I am liking what I see and glad I waited. She is now wearing heels, tight fitting slacks that show off her plump ass, a sheer blouse and a buttoned down sweater. It’s a little nippy out and I am hoping to get a peek at hers if that sweater opens up a bit. Funny thing is that at this point I am not really turned bursa escort on by her as she is really playing it cool.

I follow her to the car dealer and enjoy the view as I watch her walk in and then back out to get in my truck. As she gets in my truck she smiles and thanks me for being there as she would have had no idea that her car repair would be covered by warranty. I took her to a nice place for a “business” lunch. We chatted about all kinds of things. She opened up a little bit and shared that her ex was verbally abusive to her and her son, that is why she divorced him and got full custody of her boy. I told her some of my story and she seemed to understand and be ok with the fact that I am married.

After lunch I drove her back to her mom’s condo. I was not expecting a kiss or anything at all and I didn’t get one.

I intentionally backed into a parking space so I would be able to watch her walk away as she left my truck. She thanked me for lunch and the help with her car. Her last words were, “I want to gather my thoughts and I will send you an email tomorrow.” Smiling I replied, “I will look forward to that.” Burned into my brain is the view of her backside as she walked away . . . . . . . I honestly thought I would never see her again.

I drove back to my office thinking about this beautiful blonde, she was not very flirty at all during our lunch. I decided it was good to meet her even if it was only to help her with her car problem. I wondered if I should have been more aggressive, but given her past I think not.

I sent her a text later that evening saying that I enjoyed lunch and the view during lunch was very nice too. I didn’t get a peek but I could tell she had ample breasts filling her sweater. She sent me back a text saying she also enjoyed our lunch.

The next day I was really busy and was not really thinking about her much when her email came in. I opened it and was not surprised at what I read. She basically said that she was not sure if she should see me again and that she may have acted too hastily when she put the ad online. She apologized for misleading me if that was the case. She went on to say that she was just too busy with her new job and parenting obligations to have any time to play. She said she thought I was nice and sweet and hoped I would find what I needed.

What I needed was to get laid!

I sent her a “nice and sweet” reply saying that I understood and she did not have to be sorry for anything.

I told her I was glad she got her car fixed and wished her the best with her new life and new job. I am sure it was just what she expected from a nice guy.

For the next few days I thought about Holly a lot. I thought how it might feel to kiss her full lips, I wondered what she was hiding under that sweater, but mostly I wondered what it would feel like to squeeze her plump ass while I buried my cock in her pussy.

On the third day of being disappointed with the fact that I blew my chance with her it occurred to me that my approach might be all wrong. The sweet, nice guy that I really am came through to her loud and clear with seemingly no effect. In a moment of clarity I decided to try the exact opposite tact and go all in with my inner most naughty man I could be.

I was driving when this came into my mind so I pulled over to compose the following text.

Hey Sexy Lady, I have been thinking about you a lot and it hit me that you need to meet my inner perv. The really naughty and nasty guy that wants to have his way with you. This guy knows that deep down inside you have an inner slut that wants out too!

We can be secret lovers and each others fuck toy, we can let it all out and be as nasty as we want to be. You know we need it.

Right away I got back, “YES!!”

I was a little surprised at her response.

My reply, “Yes what?”

“Yes I want to be your slut, I want to be nasty and I want you to bang the shit out of me!”

“Good girl, Can you meet me after work today?”

“Yes!”

“Good, I would like you to get a room at a nice hotel by the airport and order a nice bottle of red wine for us to share. Once you have all the details let me know what time to be there.”

“Ok, I am going right after bursa escort bayan work. I can’t wait as I need it bad!”

“It will be worth the wait and I will cover the cost of everything.”

The rest of the day went by agonizingly slow for me. Finally, I got a text from her saying she was in the room and was going to take a shower. She gave me the details and I told her I would be there in about a half an hour.

I was a little bit nervous as I knocked on the door of the suite. She answered wearing one of those white robes supplied by the hotel.

“Hello Mr Naughty, welcome to my house of sin. Would you like a glass of wine?”

“That is exactly why I am here, to taste the wine.”

She smiled big and I followed her in thinking to myself how much this room must cost, it was very nicely appointed with a sitting area and a separate bedroom sporting a king bed. She motioned to a chair so I took her hint and had a seat. She had the wine poured and set a glass in front of me and as she did got on her knees and removed my shoes. Her robe was too tight to get a view of her tits but I could already tell I would not be disappointed.

She sat across from me as we sipped our wine. We were silent for what seemed like a long time. I broke the silence.

“You come here often?”

We both just starting laughing really hard! A good start.

“This place is really nice, thank you for setting this up.”

“You are very welcome, I feel like a call girl.”

“Is that bad?”

“Not at all, no, not at all.”

“How else do you feel?”

“I feel like a slut and I like it!”

She got up and walked slowly over to the window. I watched her every move as she set her glass down and untied her robe while facing away from me looking out the window.

“I am really liking the view from here, how is it out the window?”

“The view here is nice and yours is about to get better.”

She let the robe fall to the floor and just stood there facing away from me. She is completely nude, I just stared as my cock was now straining to be let free. Her back side is an ass man’s treasure.

She turns around and walks slowly towards me. My eyes were drawn to her nice sized tits but even more to her nipples.

Her nipples were very large, about as big around as my finger with hardly any areola at all. As she gets right in front of me I am staring at her clean shaven pussy.

“You have a rockin’ body Ms. Holly.”

“Well let’s start this rockin’ party you and me.”

I set my glass down and get to my feet, I put my hands on her well formed hips and go in for a kiss. Very slowly I kiss her and just when I realize I am rock hard she reaches down, grabs my cock and starts rubbing it from the outside of my jeans.

She stops to unbutton my shirt and while she is doing that I undo my belt and drop my pants. Instantly she reaches inside my underwear and continues to stroke my dick.

She coos, “I am so happy you have a big cock, my husband was small and he never made me happy.”

“My plan is to make you very happy.”

I take her hand and lead her to the bedroom, when we get there the sheets are pulled back so I turn her around and motion for her to lay down and scoot back on the bed. Standing there with her laying before me I gently push her knees apart and I see that her vulva is very swollen. So swollen that her pussy lips are not visible and all I can see is a deep slit. I laid down next to her and we kissed some more as my hands roamed her body. I got around to her pussy and rubbed my middle finger along her slit, as soon as I pushed in just a bit I found her hot and extremely wet.

“Somebody else is turned on I see.”

“It’s been a long time and I need your cock bad.”

“You will get it and get it good.”

I got on my knees between her legs and spread her wide while parting her lips with the bulging head of my cock. She was very wet and very slick. I pushed my member in very slowly and I could feel her clench down on me. Damn it felt good! She moaned as if to beg for more so I pushed all the way till my balls bottomed out on her plump ass. Starting slow we got into a very good rhythm, she wrapped her legs around me as if to try and push escort bursa me deeper into her soaking wet pussy. Her juices made it very slippery . . . . . .no lube needed here.

After a few minutes I stopped and slowly pulled out as I wanted to taste her. I love going down on a freshly fucked pussy, to see and suck on those swollen lips. As I pulled out she whimpered as if to complain.

“Don’t worry, there is plenty more for you, I just want to taste your nectar.”

“I hope you like what you find.”

I found her clit and was surprised how large it was compared to the size of her inner labia. I sucked on it for a few moments and she started bucking as her first orgasm came quick. The whole time she was whimpering, it almost sounded like she was crying.

Happy that she came for me I crawled back on top of her and buried my cock back into the wettest pussy I have ever experienced.

“Go slow naughty man, I am very sensitive right now!”

“I like the sound of that you little slut, I know you want more.”

“Yes I do, fuck me till I cum again!”

Hearing her say those words almost made me cum, but I was able to hold off as I fucked her very slowly.

I looked in her eyes and she had what looked like tears.

“Are you ok?”

“Oh yes, just keep banging me Baby.”

She again wrapped her legs around me and it was obvious she wanted me to drill her deep.

“That’s it right there!, don’t stop!, Keep hitting me right there!”

“You like that you naughty little slut?”

“Yes yes yes, fuck me harder please!”

Now I am pounding her and working up a quite a sweat. She starts crying out in pleasure and she is sounding like she is actually crying. I look and see tears on her face and not sure what to do so I stop moving for a second.

Just as I am about to say something she says, “Give it to me!, I want more!”

I get back to it wondering how long I can keep this up. I feel like I am almost there when all of a sudden she starts bucking wildly and panting as if trying to catch her breath.

I can only describe what happened next as a shocking surprise to both of us. I am pounding away as hard as I can and she stops panting.

“Oh my God, Oh my God!” She tilts her head up towards her tummy and drenches us both! Hot warm liquid flows all over my cock and balls, soaking us and the bed! We were both shocked and just lay there as she came down from her high.

She catches her breath. “What the hell just happened?”

“I think you gushed all over.”

“”I feel like I wet the bed.”

“I think you just squirted. You have never done that before?”

“Never, I am sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry, that is really hot.”

“Did you cum too?”

“No, I was really close.”

“I am sorry, I don’t think I can take anymore of your cock in my pussy.”

We laid in silence and cuddled for awhile. I think we were absorbing what just happened. It was the first time for both of us.

She lifts up and rolls over getting on all fours.

“It’s your turn now, I want you to cum in my ass.”

“That will be my pleasure.”

I reach down and spread some of her juices around her ass and rub some on my cock till I am back at full attention.

Being very gentle at first, I push my dick gently into her ass and to my delight she is able to take it all like a champ.

Just seeing my cock disappear into her beautiful ass was almost enough to get me off instantly.

“Does that feel good to fuck your slut in the ass?”

“Yes it does you naughty little slut, I am going to fill you up.”

“I want it. Cum in my ass!”

In very short order I went over the edge, I filled her ass with my cum as I came really hard. It felt so good to shoot my wad in her ass. I just stood there in a daze as I realized what just took place.

We took our time getting up and kinda joked about the big mess on the bed.

We were both sweaty and tired so we took turns taking showers as our little rendezvous had lasted for over two hours.

After getting dressed we had one last kiss to say goodbye. She left ahead of me so I watched her big round ass as she made her way down the hallway to the elevator.

When I got to my car I sent her a text telling I liked what I saw walking down the hallway. I got back.

“It’s a little uncomfortable to walk right now.”

“You are very welcome you little slut.”

“Thank you Sir.”

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I was still full of doubt. I had just taken off my bra from underneath my sweater in anticipation of his arrival in my office when I started to have second thoughts. That’s when a soft knock at the door startled me. He walked in and before I could mount any kind of protest, he was all over me. He kissed me passionately while massaging my breasts. I could feel my dark brown nipples stiffen and protrude in response. I moaned approvingly and pressed myself into him and could feel the hardness of his stiffening erection pushing into me. He reached up under my black skirt and pressed his fingers into the dampening crease of my pussy while I simultaneously reached down and gently squeezed his bulging cock through the front of his pants. As he began tugging at the waistband of my underwear, he breathlessly whispered, that he wanted to fuck me more than anything!

I felt myself flush as he eagerly pulled down my underwear. I tried to help him get them off over my shoes while holding on to his arm. When they were finally on the floor, he guided me backwards and positioned me so I was barely sitting on the edge of the worktable there in front of him. As I steadied myself with my hands on the table behind me, he lifted my sweater up over my breasts, hiked up my skirt, and pushed my legs apart until I was completely revealed to him.

I was already dripping wet with anticipation when he went down on me and was more than ready for him bursa escort to touch me. He hungrily lapped at my pussy while sliding two fingers in and out of my opening, but seemed to purposely avoid my sensitive nub which drove me crazy with desire. After a couple minutes of this exquisite torture, I reached down and pulled open my swollen labia to completely expose my clit to him, which by now was fully engorged and visibly throbbing. He took the hint and immediately focused all his attention on my pleasure center. The feeling was at once intense and overwhelming. My muscles contracted and shook as I held on to his shoulders. I soon let go of any hope of holding out. Shifting my position, I put my hands on the back of his head, and pulled his tongue firmly into my wetness. My orgasm came on suddenly, and then rose quickly to a tremendous climax. My body stiffened and I came hard, crying out louder than I should have as wave after wave of indescribable pleasure washed over me.

As my orgasm subsided I became aware that he was now standing there pulling his pants down in front of me. As he eased his underwear off, his penis sprang loose and quickly doubled in size, sticking straight out only inches from my drenched opening. My heart was pounding as I watched him move in close to me so that he could rub the head of his long, thickly veined shaft up and down along my slit. When clear pre-cum began oozing from the tip, I decided I had to bursa escort bayan have him inside of me!

Opening my legs wide, I tilted my pelvis towards him and watched intently as he carefully positioned the head of his twitching erection just into the entrance of my tight cunt. I looked into his eyes and moaned, “Oh yes baby, fuck me!” He pushed his thick cock into me and I watched it slowly disappear until I felt him bump me somewhere deep inside. He stayed there still for a second and I think we both took a moment to enjoy the sensation of each other’s body. I loved how his cock looked there inside of me!

Then he slowly withdrew until he was almost completely out. I grabbed him around his waist and pulled him back into me as I repeated, “Oooh yes, fuck me! He quickly began fucking me, thrusting in and out, moaning my name as he buried his length into me again and again. His pace quickened and once again I felt the tingle of an approaching orgasm. I wondered why I waited so long to give this guy my sex! Suddenly, as another climax neared, any doubt I ever had was gone. I loved the way he fucked me! Wrapping my legs around him, I fucked him back with abandon, rising to his thrusts and grinding my clit into him. Now I wanted him more than anything. And I wanted to make him cum. I wanted to feel him unleash the torrent of sperm I knew he had for me boiling inside him. I started talking to him, talking dirty, trying everything escort bursa I knew to get him to let go.

“Oh yes, Fuck my pussy!” I cried. His cock got even harder and I could tell by his jerky movements that he was close. I was close, too. I leaned my lips up to his ear and purred, “Cum in me, baby!” And that did it. His legs began shaking uncontrollably and his expression seemed desperate. He stood on his toes and rapidly thrust in and out of me, each time bottoming out somewhere deep in my cunt. His cock felt huge and filled me completely! Then suddenly, he stopped as deep in me as he could go. We looked into each other’s eyes and I watched him as he teetered at the brink. My mind was extremely clear and focused this time as I really tuned into his orgasm. I watched his face contort and could feel his enormous hard-on pulse as he came, going boom, boom, boom, with each massive spurt. My pussy instinctively clamped around his throbbing shaft as he filled me with cum. Moaning his name approvingly, I quickly soared to another climax as he finished emptying himself inside me. At that moment I had no regrets and wondered why I made him wait so long to give me his gift.

After a minute his thrusts subsided and he fell heavily against me. As his breathing slowly returned to normal I felt his softening cock slip from me, followed by the sticky evidence of his visit running down my thighs.

We both cleaned up and got dressed. Then he kissed me briefly and quickly left me there, again alone in the office. I took a deep breath, straightened myself up, and left for home contented and satisfied. This time, I knew he would be fucking me again.

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I had a suspicion that my older brother Jared had been snooping in my room; nothing I could put my finger on, but things weren’t exactly the way I left them when I had gone to school that morning. I wasn’t too worried about it: the things that would have been really bad for him to find were all safely locked in a box under my bed. Nothing was missing, nothing seemed to have been disturbed… but I was pretty sure that I hadn’t left the panties I wore yesterday on top of the pile of dirty clothes. No, they had been buried under my pajamas, I was pretty sure of that.

Jared was home from college that semester, living at home and working to save up money. The idea of him rooting through my dirty underwear just wouldn’t get out of my head. He wasn’t a bad looking guy really. He was tall and lean, and the only blond in the family. He had filled out since he had left for college; he was definitely a man now. I was eighteen, tall and gawky, in my senior year of high school. If he hadn’t been my brother…

The more I thought about it, the more turned on I got. I was a virgin at the time; I hadn’t dated much, and the only boy I had ever dated had broken my heart the last summer. I knew that my body had changed a lot in the last few years, and I was insecure about it. I wanted to be sexy. I wondered what Jared did with my panties. I wondered if he masturbated with them. I kind of liked the idea, though I knew I shouldn’t. I decided to try an experiment.

That night, after I got myself off (thoughts of Jared and the bulge in his jeans kept coming unbidden into my head and I had to push them away), I pressed the crotch of the underwear I had been wearing that day against my pussy. I wiped my wetness into them. I held the damp material to my nose. My scent was all over them. I left them on top of the big stack of dirty clothes in my closet. Then I pulled a hair from my head and laid it across them.

When I got home from school that afternoon, Jared was still at work. He did noon to ten o’clock shifts, six days a week. I ran up to my room and checked the closet. Sure enough, the hair was missing, and I was sure that my panties had been moved. So it was true; someone had been messing with my dirty underwear, and I knew it wasn’t Mom. Somehow I found that really exciting.

I was bold that night. I wore my red thong, my “first date” underwear, as I called it, to bed. I fucked myself hard with my vibrator, leaving the panties on, pulled to one side. Needless to say, they got soaked. I moaned out loud when I came, as loud as I dared. Jared’s room was next to mine, and I found myself half hoping that he could hear me through the wall.

The next morning, after making my bed, I took a deep breath and made my decision. istanbul rus escort I left the red thong (still damp and reeking of my sex) sitting on the top sheet of my bed. I got a piece of paper and a pencil and left a note next to them:

JARED-
I KNOW WHAT YOU’VE BEEN DOING
-A

All day at school I thought and worried about what would happen when he found the note. Or maybe I had been making it all up. Maybe the hair I had left the other day had just blown off. What did he think about when he borrowed my underwear? Did he jerk off to them? I kind of hoped he did. I kept getting excited thinking about it. What kind of a pervert was I? I had a hard time concentrating on schoolwork.

When I got home, I ran straight to my room. My panties were still there, untouched as far as I could tell, and there was a new note next to them:

ANDREA-
I’M REALLY SORRY. I WON’T ANYMORE.
-J

I felt really bad. I hadn’t meant it that way. I didn’t want him to feel bad. It wasn’t as if he was hurting me. When we were younger, I used to borrow magazines from under his bed, and he had never said anything, though I suspected that he knew. Anyway, I didn’t really want him to stop.

I hadn’t been in his room since he had been home from college. It was tidy (not like mine), and quite bare. Just his clothes in the closet and his shoes next to the neatly made bed. No decoration, just a few books. I looked under the bed, but no magazines there; they had gone away when he had left for college, and apparently hadn’t come back with him. It seemed more like a hotel room than someone’s bedroom. I left the dirty red panties on the middle of his bed with a new note:

J-
IT’S OK I DON’T MIND.
YOU CAN BORROW THEM
-A

I wondered what he would think when he found them. I was tense all evening. Mom asked me what was on my mind. I told her I had a lot to study for in school. I made sure to be in my bedroom before Jared got in; I didn’t want to run into him before he found my note. I was confused and anxious. I didn’t even masturbate that night.

When I got home from school the next day, there were my panties on my bed, with another note next to them:

A-
THANKS!!
(IF YOU REALLY DON’T MIND)
-J

I really didn’t mind. And so, believe it or not, this is how things went: every night I would masturbate with my panties on, or wipe my come into the crotch of that days panties; the next morning I would leave them sitting on my bed for my brother. I rarely saw Jared at home, with him working and me in school, but when we did see each other, he never said anything, and neither did I. It was as if nothing was different.

The next week kadıköy escort I had a Monday off. “Teachers Planning Day” or something. Kind of a non-holiday, but I wasn’t complaining. I took the rare opportunity to sleep late. I half woke up around seven when Mom left for work, but I rolled over and went back to sleep. Usually by now I would be getting ready to start first period history. Staying in bed was such a luxury! I dozed on and off, and started to think about getting up.

When my bedroom door opened, I woke with a start. I had forgotten all about “The Panty Game”, as I called it to myself. Of course Jared was coming to my room to get the panties I had left for him. Or would have left for him, if I had remembered. I was, in fact, still wearing them.

When Jared saw me, half sitting up in bed, he turned bright red. “I’m sorry” he stammered, backing out of my room “I didn’t realize you were home.”

I felt oddly calm just then, sitting there in my pajamas, my hair all over the place. “No, its ok Jared” I said “I forgot. You don’t have to go.”

He stepped into the room and closed the door behind him. He was looking at the floor, not making eye contact with me. I knew he was embarrassed and didn’t know what to say. I sat up and smoothed my hair out of my face. “Do you still want to borrow my underwear?”

He nodded, still not meeting my eyes. “You’re sure you don’t mind?”

“I don’t mind.” I said “actually I think it’s kind of sexy. What do you do with them anyway? Do you wear them?

“Oh no!” he answered quickly.

“Do you masturbate with them then?”

He nodded. “I like… I like the way they smell.”

“It’s ok” I said “It’s only natural. I mean guys like pussy right? And my underwear smells like my pussy… its all about pheromones.” I realized that my nipples were getting erect. I wasn’t wearing a bra under my pajama tops and I wondered if Jared could see.

“Thank you Andrea” he said “This is really embarrassing for me” he added.

“Listen” I said, and now it was my turn to blush “Would you mind if I watched once?”

“You mean?”

“Yeah… while you masturbate with my panties.”

“Ok” he said “If you want me to.” He sat down on the edge of my bed.

“You don’t have to” I said, “If it makes you uncomfortable.” I was blushing hard, my heart was racing, but my pussy was getting damp.

“No” he said “It’s only fair really.”

There was a long pause.

“Hey” I said “Would you like to borrow my underwear?”

He laughed “Yeah” he said “I would like that.”

Under the sheets, I squirmed out of my panties. I wasn’t wearing anything fancy, I remembered with a little regret, just white cotton kartal escort bikini briefs. I handed them to Jared. I noticed that the crotch was a little wet.

Jared took them shyly, then held them to his face and inhaled deeply. I realized that I was incredibly turned on. I let a hand slip under the sheet, softly and unobtrusively caressing my slit.

Jared looked at me once, shrugged as if to say “What the heck”, unbuttoned his jeans and stepped out of them. He was wearing boxers, and his cock made a huge tent in the material. A little trail of fur led down from his navel, promising hidden delights below. I had never seen an actual cock before, and my pussy was drooling with anticipation.

He pulled off his boxers, and his cock sprung free. It was even better than I had hoped. I mean I had seen pictures, and read stories, so I had a pretty good idea what to expect, but I hadn’t imagined how sexy and delicious it would look. I also didn’t think it would be so big. It was bigger than my vibrator, but not so big that it was really intimidating. “God, I could take that.” I thought involuntarily. His balls were drawn up tight, and a clear drop of fluid glistened at the end of the swollen purple head.

He started stroking it, his face buried in the crotch of my moist panties. Under the sheets, I diddled myself in time with him. I couldn’t believe how tight he held his cock. It was red and purple and totally excited. I knew I was close. Jared was pumping himself faster and faster, till his hand was almost a blur. Finally he shouted and come shot out of his cock, all over my sheet. It was amazing how much came out, gobs and gobs of pearly white, and it kept on leaking out as his cock wilted. He lay there, breathing hard for a few minutes, his eyes closed, a peaceful smile on his lips. My dirty panties lay on the bed next to his face. With a groan, my hips bucked and I came. I rode the waves of my orgasm, coming and coming. When I was done, I held my slimy fingers out to him. “Do you like the way this smells?”

He surprised me by licking my fingers clean. “I have to go to work now.” He said “Thank you Sis.”

He put his boxers and jeans back on as I lay there, head reeling. Then he left, shutting the door after himself. On impulse, I stuck my tongue out and sampled the biggest puddle of semen. It wasn’t bad, a little salty. It tasted like sex. I licked it all off my sheets, swallowing hungrily. I couldn’t believe how much he had shot out. I wished I could shoot like that.

I realized that I was still incredibly turned on. I pulled the vibrator out of the box under my bed, and quickly gave myself another orgasm. I couldn’t help imaging that the buzzing latex tool in my pussy was Jared’s swollen cock, spewing come inside me as my cunt shook.

Afterward, I lay there, head spinning with guilt and confusion. Knowingly letting my brother borrow my panties was one thing, a little naughty maybe, but basically harmless. This was something else; I had crossed a line this morning. I was a pervert now, and I knew it.

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Dr Baxter called for a follow up, we talked about dad and what treatments he was using and the methods. I tried to play dumb like I didn’t know all the answers she was looking for so she said she would like to see dad. She put me through to her receptionist to make an appointment. The doctor didn’t have any spots available for 2 weeks, so I made a suggestion that dad could come in at the end of the day and slip in just after her last appointment for a short consultation. The receptionist said she would have to run this by Dr Baxter first for an approval. She was gone a minute or so and asked “Is Friday at 5 pm is OK?”

“Yes dad will be there at 5 pm Friday!” I Confirmed with her. Dad took off 15 minutes early from work and meet me at the doctors on Friday. The minute he entered the room I said, “God dad your gonna have a check up and you worked all day and stink like sweet and body odor!”

“Sorry Danni I actually had to work today, like manual labor work!” This made dad laugh because he very rarely has to do any heavy lifting. “I had to help parts dept ship some important orders and well you know parts for big machines aren’t light!”

“Well dad you smell like you just got finished a work out at the gym!” The nurse took us into the main exam room and told the doctor that she would lock up on the way out, “Goodnight Dr Baxter.” she said as she left. Dr Baxter asked dad a bunch of questions and he seemed to get a little embarrassed answering them in front of me.

“Hey I think I will head out and do a little shopping now, dad phone me when you are done and I’ll come and get you!” Dr Baxter Informed me that they are going to do some tests and some therapies and they could be awhile. “Ill wait for your call dad.” I replied as I left the exam room. I went to the front doors and thought if I go out I can’t come back in and catch the doctor red handed, so maybe Ill just stay inside. I silently went to the exam room door and tried the knob but it was locked, shit shit shit. How am I going to find out if the doc falls for dads penis and how am I going to get any leverage.

I walked past the reception desk and there was a small door in the wall that said Security, it puzzled me because that’s where I thought the exam rooms where located. The door was locked of course and I’m no locksmith so I sat at the admission desk and got out my phone I was scrolling thru Facebook when I looked up at the desk in front of me and all the keys that were hanging under the shelf. One had a tag that said security. I took the key and walked to the door, It opened easily and the room was not very big 4 ft by 6 ft with one chair in front of 6 large computer screens. The front of the building was showing its live feed and so was the back, the one for the front desk was off and so where the 3 exam room feeds, I pressed the button on the main exam room feed and wow there was dad taking off his clothes and sitting on the exam chair.

It was kind of boring, Dr Baxter was very professional so I started looking around the room and there were a bunch of memory sticks with dates on them. So this stuff can be recorded I thought. I took an old stick and stuck it in the computer slot and the pop up said what room do you want to record . I choose the main exam room. Do you want to record over previous recordings? I choose yes, a red light came on and it said recording session. Wow that was easy, so I sat and waited for dad to do what I told him to do.

The exam went fairly normal, I heard dad apologies for the way he smelled, Dr Baxter said “Please don’t worry about it Mr. Thomas, you smell like a escort ataşehir man to me!” Dad smiled and wow what a great smile he has, I’m so glad that beard is gone he looks way better now. I’d fuck him I thought to myself, oh wait I already did as I grinned. I stuck my hand between my legs and felt my juices flowing through my panties, fuck do I get hot at weird shit, Incest with dad, controlling dads cock, leveraging beautiful woman. I made a straight girl eat pussy and nearly drowned her in the process of dad fucking her to death. I am such a fucking bitch, I love it.

Dr Baxter asked dad about the Viagra and the PRP treatment that he never tried and then came to the Prostaglandin E1. “That stuff is magic Doc,” dad said. They talked about the amounts dad took and the positioning of the needle, what was the best place to insert the shot. Dr Baxter looked at dad and said “OK are you ready,”

“Ready for what!” Dad said.”

“Why to take a shot, so I can see what it does.” Dr Baxter responded.

“Umm Okay Doc, I guess so, if that’s what we need to do.” Dads acting skills are really coming along I thought. “I’m not very good at the injecting part Doc and if we want this to work you had better do the shot!” As she got the shot ready dad laid back and tried to relax. She was very careful about placing the shot and as soon as she was finished she put a timer on her watch. Dr. Baxter scribbled some notes in her notebook as we waited for dads cock to become hard.

It is amazing for me to see my cock slowly grow without any manual stimulation at all, in my whole life that just does not happen very often, Prostaglandin E1 is fucking awesome. Dr. Baxter checked the rigidity of my penis every minute. At 5 minute mark I was half hard, when I got to the 10-minute mark I was fully erect and hard as a rock. I was in heaven this Gorgeous lady was manipulating my penis and paying it so much attention. I finally had a penis I could be proud of and not embarrassed about. I never noticed the tear rolling down my cheek when Dr. Baxter took a tissue and wiped it away, her smile melted me and I was lost. I closed my eyes and turned my head but the tears kept on coming so I opened them again. The smile on Dr Baxter’s face blazed away as she held my hand saying, “I believe those are the happiest tears I have ever seen!”

Dr. Baxter did some tests and some new ultrasound measurements on my penis. Mr. Thomas I’m all done with your testing, how long does it take for it to go down? “Well doctor If I had to masturbate it usually takes two orgasms for my erection to go down.”

“Is there any type of oil that you prefer Mr. Thomas?” As Dr. Baxter rumbled around in a Cupboard for a few minutes and brought out three or four types of lubricants. I picked up the baby oil and started putting it on my cock when the doctor came over sat in her rolling chair between my legs.

“Do you mind Mr. Thomas if I see how your gland areas react to different stimulation’s?” I shook my head and smiled. “Would it also be OK if I do a verbal record of this so that I can keep notes while I work my hands?”

“I don’t mind a bit doctor fly at it.” Dr. Baxter stroke the base of my cock and ask me about the feeling from 1 to 10 I told her “2!” As she stroked the center of my penis she asked me what the feeling was like from 1 to 10 I said “three maybe four.” She stroked the gland right below the head of my penis and asked what about now. I said “four maybe five!” She stroked the head of my cock, put her hand all around it, up and down, swirled it around it again and again. Before she even asked I kadıköy escort bayan said “six maybe seven!”

“That’s a little odd, the head should be much most sensitive than the upper shaft. You probably have the same amount of nerve endings as a normal penis but because your penis is so large it spreads the nerve endings out so they don’t cover with the same concentration in that area. Mr. Thomas does it feel any different when you are stimulated orally?”

“I usually couldn’t have an orgasm when I only had manual stimulation from my wife, but shes been gone 3 years now so I guess I don’t know anymore.

“What about other woman you have been with?” The doctor asked me.

“Nope! She was the only one!” I said in a whisper.

Dr. Baxter turned and went to her desk to get something and wiped the tears away while she was there. She organized a stack of papers as she gathered her composure, she forced a big smile on her face, turned and went back to her seat. ” Mr Thomas!” the doctor began.

“Please Doc call me Steve!” I quickly replied.

“Steve manual stimulation rarely caused an orgasm, so can you tell me what did?”

” That’s easy!” I said “My wife, she would play with me all the time. She knew just how to touch me and how long it took for me to get it up. Once it started to get hard she never let it go back down, she went to town on it and when it was hard she would take me in her mouth and within a minute or two I was coming up a storm! She did the same thing when we wanted to make love, but I would prime her pump first if you know what I mean Doc. So instead of taking me into her mouth when I was ready, she would jump up on me and ride me like I was the last man on earth. Sometimes I would flip her over into the missionary position and send her into heaven, We had a great sex life Doc, we really did. Dr Baxter smiled at me and just like she bent over and took the head of my penis in her mouth, it’s amazing how my life has turned around in the last few months I never thought an incredibly beautiful doctor would be sucking on my penis in her office. I couldn’t even dream of such a thing happening a few months ago.

Dr. Baxter had a very good technique, one hand on each side of my penis swirling both hands up and down the shaft of my long cock. She had her mouth sucking my head while she twisted her head from side to side, it seemed to catch all the glands under and over the head, It was fantastic. It took about 5 minutes for me to really get into it and I could tell the doctors arm and mouth were getting sore. I finally felt that tingle building up from my balls, I was about ready to shoot my load. I yelled “Fast as you can, fast as you can, now now!” Dr. Baxter give me the best blowjob I have ever had. She swallowed everything I had and when she was finished, she shot up with sweat dripping from her forehead, looked at me and gave me the biggest smile I’ve ever seen. Oh my god I think I’m in love.

Dr. Baxter walked over to her desk took off her white gown, turned around and said “Do you mind Steve if I take you for a spin?” Did she just say what I thought she said, my mind raced to process this question, answer her quickly for Christ sake my brain screamed. “Why certainly doctor I would be honored!” I said with a big grin on my face. That was the best that I could come up with.

Dr. Baxter stripped off her clothes and walked over to me, she was stunningly beautiful my eyes could not believe how perfect she was. She was almost to perfect, my mind raced with self doubt, she is too good for you Steve you don’t deserve this amazing escort bostancı creature. I looked down at my huge hard cock and thought if she wants it, I’m going to give it to her better than anyone ever has or I’m going to die trying. This would be a great way to die I thought as I grinned like the Cheshire cat.

She bent down and smelled my chest and said “I absolutely love the smell of a real man!” I kissed her hard on the mouth and tried to act like a REAL man without being a dick. It was hot and wet and awesome I really wanted to warm her up before sex so I nibbled her neck and breasts an grabbed big handfuls of her ass while we kissed deeply and passionately.

“Oh my god you smell amazing!” the Doc screams as she buries her nose in my chest hair.

Wow Danni thought, I never pegged the Doc as having a sweaty boy fetish, from her little seat in the security room.

I tried to go down on the doc for a munch of her pussy but she said “no no!” I want your cock in me now. She broke free and grabbed a foam mat and rolled it out. “Lie down on your back Steve because I’m gonna ride the bull!” Doc Baxter hissed.

I laid on my back and waited for Docs gentle mounting of my big pole. Kneeling down on the mat the Doc rubbed my cock on her pussy lips and sank down onto the head, as soon as the head was in she immediately plunged down on all 10 inches of cock, I was stunned at the force of her thrust and said “Careful there Doc you don’t want to hurt yourself.”

“Don’t you worry about me Steve I have dildos as big as you!” she said as she did a 10 inch hip slam into my waist.

All I could do is hang on for dear life as she went nuts on my shaft, bang bang bang full thrusts from top to bottom of my cock. Then she would be all the way in and do 3 or 4 hip thrusts backwards and forwards like she was trying to make her hole bigger, I have never felt anything like it, woman have always been somewhat careful that they didn’t hurt themselves, but not the doctor, it was like she was trying to hurt my cock. It had only been maybe 10 minutes when I got that pressure feeling like I’m gonna cum, I did not want to cum before the Doc and pinched my hip as hard as I could to distract myself. It worked for another minute or so until she screamed “I’m gonna cum now!”

I have seen some great orgasms from woman bouncing on my dick but this was one of the most beautiful woman I could ever Imagine riding my dick to an orgasm that I can only describe as cataclysmic. Her body started to shake and her hips went into super speed, she squirted over my head and across the room, the second squirt got me square in the face and all the rest did as well. I opened my mouth to breath and it was filled with liquid shooting at me. I held my breath for a few seconds and I was so busy dealing with Docs Orgasm that I didn’t even realize I was bouncing around under her having my own orgasm. Maybe I came a little after her but our bodies shook like we were being electrocuted at the same time. I had curled my head up and held my hands on the mat, all the muscles in my neck strained to help thrust up into the hottest pussy I’ve ever had.

Dr. Kelly Baxter Flopped forward onto my chest with our sweat and juices soaking our bodies. My cock still buried deep within her, she grabbed both sides of my face and kissed me like it was her last kiss on earth, I could feel the passion in her ebbing into my soul finally she released my face and sat up, my rock hard cock making a big protruding lump in the middle of her stomach. Doc put her hand on the lump on her stomach and wiggled it around gently laughing I could feel the pressure on my cock head buried deep inside of her. The picture of loveliness sitting on my waist playing with my cock from the outside of her body was to much for me to bear. so I spoke the only words that came from my heart.

“MARRY ME!”

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Mrs. Thorn and Mom were in the kitchen, talking about something. Pam didn’t stop to listen. She waved and said hi as she went through the kitchen to the back door. She did not stop to tell Mrs. Thorn that she found her panties in Ethan’s room.

She pictured her in bed with him, lowering herself on his huge cock and bouncing on him until he filled her with his warm cum. The image in her mind made her jealous, and for just a minute she hated Mrs. Thorn for it. How come he could fuck an older woman and he wouldn’t do it with his own sister?

On the back porch, Debbie was sitting on a towel with her legs crossed, smearing tanning lotion on her long legs and arms. The smell of cocoa butter was very strong. Under her shorts, Pam was wearing her bikini bottoms. She slipped the shorts off and sat on the towel next to Debbie’s.

“Would you put some of this on my back?” Debbie said, and handed her the bottle of lotion.

Pam squirted a blob of lotion in the palm of her hand and rubbed it on Debbie’s back. She held her long, black hair in a ball on top of her head.

“What happened to you after the party?” Debbie said.

“Nothing. I just went home early.”

“Did you find anyone to fuck you?”

“No. I just went home,” Pam said. She finished with the lotion on Debbie’s back and handed the bottle to her.

“Turn around. I’ll do your back,” Debbie said.

Pam spun around and lifted her hair out of the way.

“You should have stayed. Joey Molino fucked me twice. It was great. I bet I could have got him to do it with you, too, if you were there,” Debbie said, and smeared lotion on Pam’s back.

Pam clenched her jaws, and her face burned. What was it going to take to get her to stop talking about Joe like that? What did she care how many times they did it together? If he wanted her so badly, he could have her.

“What guys have you been hanging out with?” Debbie said. She snapped the lid of the lotion bottle shut and tossed it on top of the pile of her t-shirt and shorts.

“No one, really. I don’t have a boyfriend.”

They laid down beside each other on their backs, stretched out on the towels. The warmth of the sun soaked into Pam’s skin, soothing her entire body.

“What about **?” Debbie said.

“What about him?”

“You should go out with him. He’s got a pretty big dick. I’m sure he’d fuck you with it.”

“Have you seen his dick?” Pam said.

“Yes.”

“Did you have sex with him?”

“Of course. That’s how I know he has a big dick.”

Pam shook her head. “I don’t just want a guy who has a big dick. I want something more.”

“Then escort bostancı you should go out with **. He doesn’t have a big dick but he loves to lick pussy,” Debbie said and laughed. “Oh, oh, I know. You should go out with **. He’s gay. I think you can fix him. Besides, I wanna find out how big his dick is.”

“I don’t know.”

“And you’ll never know until you can fuck him.”

Debbie stood up and her shadow fell across Pam. She covered her eyes and looked up.

“I’m gonna get something to drink. You want something?” Debbie said.

“Yeah. Something cold.”

Debbie went inside and Pam closed her eyes again. The warmth was beginning to make her uncomfortable. She was too warm, and it was starting between her legs. Debbie had got her mind thinking about different boys and what they might have between their legs, and now she couldn’t get it out of her head.

Debbie came out of the house and the coolness of her shadow blocked the sunlight again. Pam opened her eyes, shielding them with her hand again. Debbie handed her a bottle of Pepsi and sat down on her towel.

“I just saw your brother in the kitchen. He’s pretty cute. I think he was checking me out,” Debbie said, and twisted off the cap of her Pepsi.

“What was he doing?”

“He said he was going to wash his car. He’s got an awesome car.”

“My grandfather gave it to him. He owned it from a long time ago.”

Debbie set her bottle down and wiped the oil on her arms. She had a smug grin on her face.

“Does Ethan have a big dick?” she said.

“Why?”

“Because when I just saw him in there he was wearing these shorts and he had a huge bump sticking out in front. I bet he’s pretty big. Have you seen it?” Debbie said, looking over the tops of her sunglasses.

Pam shrugged. “Maybe a couple of times.”

Debbie touched her leg. “For real? How big is it?”

Pam held her hands apart. “About this big.”

Debbie snorted. “Bullshit. No guy is that big.”

Pam shrugged again and reached for her pop.

“No way. Are you serious? A cock that big would kill me.”

“I touched it once when he was sleeping. I think he was having a dream.”

“You touched your brother’s cock? Why don’t you let him fuck you? Are you afraid it would hurt too much? I would be,” Debbie said.

“I don’t know. I’m not that big down there,” Pam said, and looked down between her legs.

“I wanna find out for myself how big it is,” Debbie said and stood up.

“How?”

“He’s gonna wash his car, right? Let’s go see if he’d like some help.”

Pam stood up with her, reached for her ümraniye escort shorts and pulled them up before she noticed that Debbie decided not to bother with her shorts. Pam hesitated before she pulled up the zipper, but it was too late. She already had them on and she would look stupid if she took them off again. Now Ethan would be able to get a good look at Debbie’s ass and wouldn’t even glance at hers.

The car started and roared and they both jumped. Debbie’s hand went to her chest and she was panting.

“I didn’t know his car was so loud,” she said.

“It’s fast, too.”

They went through the back door into the garage. Ethan had backed the car out to the driveway, where he had a bucket and the hose.

“Hey. What’s up?” he said when he got out of the car.

“Are you gonna wash your car?” Debbie said. She walked toward him with her hands clasped behind her back and her bare feet patting on the cold cement garage floor.

“Yeah.”

“Can we help?”

“Sure, I guess.”

Debbie stood next to him and swiveled her hips and pushed her chest out so her boobs strained against her bikini top.

“What do you want me to do?”

Pam rolled her eyes. Did she have to make herself so obvious? And Ethan had a huge bulge in the front of his shorts. Debbie was right about that. He was hard when she found him in his room. If he was just doing it with Mrs. Thorn, why was he still hard?

Debbie got the sponge out of the bucket of soapy water. Ethan had the hose and sprayed the car. Pam stood in her spot with her hands at her sides, burning with disappointment. Debbie always got the good stuff. Everything good always happened to her.

She went into the garage to find another sponge. She rooted through the cabinets at the back of the garage but the best she could come up with was an old towel. She took it anyway. Maybe she could clean in the tight spots, like on the shiny silver wheels.

When she came back out, Debbie was wringing out the sponge on her chest and the soapy water ran all the way down her body and legs to the ground. Ethan was ogling her and grinning. Pam’s arms dropped to her sides and the towel fell from her hand. How was she supposed to compete with that?

Debbie held her arms over her head and turned like a dancer, churning her hips and pushing her butt out. Ethan turned the hose on her and washed off the foamy soap with a fine mist. Debbie laughed and cupped her boobs in both hands. Pam shook her head. His car was not even getting washed.

Ethan pointed the hose at Pam. A long stream of water arced over Debbie’s head and the fine mist kartal escort bayan made a rainbow.

“You wanna get cooled off too?” Ethan said.

“No,” Pam shouted and covered her face with her hands, but the water rained down on her. She sucked in her breath. It was icy cold.

“Here, do it with this,” Debbie said and thrust the soapy sponge at her.

The soap splashed in her eyes and stung. Pam screamed and tried to get away, but ran into somebody with a hard thud. It must have been Ethan because his strong arms wrapped around her. His hand thrust down the front of her shorts. She couldn’t believe what he was doing. He had something cold in his hand and it pressed against her mound, sending a chill up her spine. She arched her back, and just as she realized it was the nozzle of the hose, he squeezed the handle and the icy cold water shot straight into her pussy.

She stiffened. The feeling was incredible, like she was going to explode with an orgasm, and the cold water was filling her pussy.

“Oh my God,” she said, and shuddered.

Ethan released her and her feet touched the ground, but her knees were too weak to hold her up and she collapsed.

“Are you ok? Did I hurt you?” he said.

Pam wiped the soap and her wet, stringy hair from her eyes.

“I have to go inside.”

She pushed herself to her feet and ran to the house on trembling knees. In the kitchen she collapsed again on the floor, shaking all over and dripping wet. Her insides were full of cold water. She could feel it slosh in her belly when she moved. The back of her bikini bottom was wedged in her crack, sealing her pussy shut.

Holding the edge of the counter, she pulled herself to her feet. It was a struggle to keep her legs squeezed together so all that water didn’t come gushing out and make a puddle in the middle of the kitchen. Just as she made a first step toward the bathroom, Mom came down from upstairs. She crossed her legs and leaned over the counter on both arms. One of Ethan’s car catalogs was right there. She grabbed it and flipped it open.

“Hi honey. Whatcha doing?” she said.

“Nothing much. Just hanging out.”

Mom looked around the kitchen. “Where’d your friend go?”

“Oh, she’s out front with Ethan. They’re washing his car.”

“Is that why you’re all wet?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah. Ethan sprayed me pretty good,” Pam said. The water was leaking from her pussy. She hoped Mom didn’t notice. She also hoped the water didn’t make her belly swell. She would think she was pregnant.

“Ok. Well, I’m going out to dinner tonight with Ron, if that’s all right with you?” Mom said.

Pam shrugged. “Sure. Why not?”

“Good. I’ll tell Ethan,” Mom said and went to the front door.

Pam rolled her eyes. Finally. She didn’t care who she had dinner with as long as they went out. She closed the catalog and hobbled toward the bathroom.

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The sign on the notice board stated:-

“EXAMINATION RESULTS WILL NOT BE AVAILABLE UNTIL 12.00 NOON”

I swore under my breath. Turning up early in the hope the exam results would be available early had seemed like a good idea, but now I had nearly three hours to wait. Three hours I could have spent catching up on some sleep. It was the last day of school, and nobody ever did any work on the last day, so it had been a waste of time getting out of bed.

“Hello Jason. You came early too huh?” I recognised the voice instantly, so there was really no need to look at the speaker, but nonetheless I turned and smiled into the grinning face.

“Oh, hi Mitz. Yeah I figured if the results were ready I could have the day to myself, but I guess not.”

Mitzi assumed a sympathetic expression and nodded. “Isn’t it always the way? What are you going to do then?”

“I dunno, I guess I’ll just hang around.”

A gleam came into her eye and she arched one eyebrow. “We can go check out the warehouse if you like.”

“Why that dump?”

The old run down building a few blocks from the school had been long since boarded up, and was the subject of an ongoing legal dispute between the local authorities and the owners. I’d never had reason to go there, but I knew the area at the rear was a popular after dark ‘make out’ spot for teenagers and others who didn’t want their clandestine activities known. Even more frequently it was used as a place of business by street girls. The cops ignored what went on there on the vague excuse that it was private land, and what happened on private property was none of their business. Provided they weren’t observed by ‘upright citizens’, what did it matter? It saved paperwork, and besides, harassing the working girls cut their chances of a freebie head job in the patrol car.

Mitzi shrugged. “I’ve never been there and I was wondering what it was like.”

“Fair enough, but why me?”

“Because I like you and I know I can trust you. You always showed me respect, and never tried anything, even when you took me home after a date you never tried to touch me. Sometimes I hoped you would, but I still liked it that you didn’t.”

I didn’t bother to remind her that the ‘dates’ she mentioned were always double dates, and usually to public places like bowling alleys. As for respect, a part of that was fear. Several times I had seen her humiliate guys who thought they were God’s gift to women, and I wasn’t prepared to take that chance. Besides, the only time we were alone was when we helped each other with our studies, since we shared an interest in medicine. The most important factor that convinced me to keep my hands to myself though, was simply that I liked being with her, and felt a little lost when she wasn’t around, and anything that might threaten that was a definite no-no.

I looked her up and down as I led the way to my old station wagon, and did the ‘gentlemanly’ thing by holding the door for her, before moving around and slipping into the driver’s seat. As I turned out of the school gates and headed for the warehouse, she slouched back with her raised knees pressed against the dashboard. My eyes travelled appreciatively along her slender brown legs to where they disappeared into the tiniest shorts anyone could possibly wear without being arrested. I returned my attention to the road just in time to avoid crashing, and concentrated on my driving until we reached the warehouse.

Turning off the road I drove to the rear of the building and parked, pleased to find that the place was deserted, not that it would do me any good. I switched off the engine and turned to look at her, just as she slid across and kissed me, hard and intensely. And lingeringly. When we finally broke apart I had another surprise. Sometime during the kiss she had contrived to unfasten her shirt, and I was staring at two of the most perfect milk chocolate brown tits a man could dream of, tipped by hard nipples like dark chocolate buttons.

“Do you like them?” There seemed to be a hint of uncertainty in her question.

My mouth felt like it was filled with sawdust, and it took me several attempts before I could gasp out “Oh god yes. They are perfect. You are perfect.”

Her face lit up. “That’s good. I hoped you would.” After a brief pause she smiled again. “You can touch them if you want. I’d like that.” She kissed me again as I cupped the firm soft globes, and made tiny mewing noises in her throat as my caresses grew more urgent. When we separated again she glanced behind her. “I think we would be more comfortable back there. Does the seat fold down?”

Before I could reply she squeezed between the front seats, and scrambled over the back of the rear seat. I struggled with the release lever, and by the time I had laid the seat flat she had wriggled out of her shorts and panties and lay back, open and vulnerable. For several heart stopping moments I stared in awe at her superb slit. The pouting lips were a shade darker than escort kartal the skin of her thighs, and were slightly parted to reveal a hint of the startlingly pink inner folds.

She looked pointedly at the bulge in my pants. “Let me look at him,” she whispered. My hands shook as I pushed my pants and jocks down to my knees, and she took my cock between her flat palms as though she were praying, and rubbed the tip across her nipples. “He’s beautiful,” she sighed. I looked down. Beautiful was hardly the word I would have used. It looked like a sickly pale slug against the healthy brown of her breasts. She guided my hand lower. “Touch her now.”

I stretched out beside her, and she maintained a loose grip on my tool as I took turns kissing her soft full lips, and sucking her tits as I gently stroked her moist pussy. The suddenness of her orgasm took me by surprise, and her whole body vibrated like a bowstring as her cum filled my palm. She lay quietly for a short time, breathing deeply as I continued to suck her nipples, then her fingers tightened around my rod. “She wants to feel him inside her.”

The innocently quaint way she said ‘him’ and ‘her’ had a strange sort of charm that appealed to me. It seemed to imply that in some sweet way she regarded my cock and her pussy as having distinct personalities of their own. I looked down to watch my cock push its way between the dark lips then I kissed her, wanting more of her sweet mouth, more of her firm breasts as I began to move slowly in and out of her slippery warmth. Just as slowly she began to move her hips in time with my thrusts mewing in her throat as she returned my kisses. To say I fucked her would belittle what happened between us. To me it wasn’t just a fuck, it was an act of purest joyful sharing. Of completion. When she began to cum again it seemed to wash over her gently, the only indications being her deeper breathing and her quicker thrusts. Her pussy tightened around my shaft, and it seemed as though she was using every inner muscle she had to milk my cock of every last drop.

When I withdrew she kept holding me until her breathing returned to normal, and then she kissed me again. “I’ve wanted to do that for the longest time,” she sighed contentedly, “but I didn’t want to spoil our friendship. I thought I’d lost my chance, so when I saw you this morning I knew if I didn’t do it today I might never find the courage again.”

I laughed softly and explained that I had never tried to touch her for exactly the same reason. We were still giggling about it as we dressed, and just as we were about to leave another car turned up. We ducked down to avoid being seen, or even worse, recognised, and moments later we saw how the warehouse had gained its reputation. A rather plump bottle blonde wearing a tight leather skirt opened the passenger door and walked to the rear of the car followed by the middle aged driver. When he handed her what appeared to be some folded notes she hitched up her skirt and leaned forward, bracing herself against the car as he grasped her ample hips and jammed his cock into her. The whole episode took no more than five or ten minutes, and then they were back in the car and driving away.

I waited until they were out of sight, then started the car. As I turned in the direction of the school, Mitzi leaned across and took my hand. “I could never be like that,” she said in hushed tones. “How could she sell herself like that? I mean out I the open where anyone can see.”

I shrugged and squeezed her fingers. “I try not to judge. People have to do what they must to get by. If that’s the only talent she has you can’t really blame her for using it.”

She lifted my hand to her lips and kissed it. “That’s what I like about you, Jason. You always look for the best in people.”

There was still over an hour and a half to go before the results would be available, so we stopped at a coffee shop near the school, where we sat in a booth, holding hands across the table and talking quietly about everything but what had happened at the warehouse. We had two cups of coffee each, then I looked at my watch. “They should be handing out the results about now.”

it was only a short distance to school, so we left the car and walked, then joined the line waiting outside the school office. Eventually we received our results, and I tore open my envelope anxiously. My jaw dropped in disbelief as I ran my eyes down the page. A-plus … A-plus … A-plus … and so on down the list. Marks varied from subject to subject but they still added up to A-pluses, and hopefully should win me a place in any medical school I chose.

“Well?..” Mitzi broke in on my thoughts, and I handed her the paper wordlessly. She glanced at the page and nodded. “Pretty much as I expected.” I was a little disappointed that she took it so calmly, when inside I felt as if rockets had exploded in my head.

I looked at her unopened envelope. “Aren’t you going to check yours?”

She opened the flap and maltepe escort held it out to me. “You look. I’m a bit scared of what it says.”

My huge grin as I looked at her results told her everything she needed to know, and a tear of relief ran down her cheek. After she gave me some extremely pleasurable but chaste kisses, and some not so chaste hugs that set my cock stirring, I suggested a celebratory drink.

Her face fell. “I’d love to Jason, but I promised Mom I would go shopping with her.” She glanced at her watch. “In fact she should be here to pick me up any minute now.”

The ‘any minute now’ stretched to almost twenty minutes of kiss filled heaven, until the sound of a car horn forced us to separate. With a final lingering smooch Mitzi ran to a small Toyota at the gates, and with a sigh I walked back to where I had left my car. Arriving home, I paid no attention the truck parked outside our house. It belonged to Steve Fitzgibbon, a landscape gardener who lived three houses down, and like in most streets where there were more cars than houses, he had simply parked where he could find a space.

Fortunately parking was not an issue for us. Dad was a senior executive of a large construction company, so we could afford a bigger home than most others in the area, with a double garage and a wide driveway. Eager to show my exam results to my Mom, I parked and went in through the side door, and when I reached the living room I stopped dead in my tracks, speechless with shock.

Obviously I was not expected home so soon, because Mom was slouched in her recliner, eyes closed with her blouse unbuttoned, and her bra pushed up under her chin to reveal her full breasts and large nipples. Her legs were hooked over the chair arms with her panties dangling from one ankle, and Steve Fitzgibbon knelt in front of her, poised to push his cock into her gaping pussy.

I finally found my voice “What the fuck is going on?” I bellowed angrily.

“Oh my god! Jason! Oh my god!”she screamed, pushing him away and trying desperately to cover herself.

As soon as he saw me he scrambled to his feet and bolted for the door, and I glared at my mother, who was hunched over with her tits pressed tightly against her knees.

“Well?” I demanded.

She straightened, pulling the edges of her blouse together, and looked at me with a mixture of fear and shame. “I’m sorry Jason, it was a mistake. Are you going to tell your father?”

Despite my shock and outrage, seeing my mother’s tits and pussy had revived the growing boner that Mitzi had left me with. Like most boys I had fantasised about seeing my mother naked. I had even tried to spy on her in the middle of dressing or undressing, but to no avail, and now I had seen it all. I sat on the arm of the chair beside her. “I don’t know. I’ll have to think about it.” I said quietly, slipping my hand inside her unfastened blouse and cupping her breast.

Her hand pushed mine away. “You can’t do that. It’s wrong.”

Undeterred, I switched to her other breast and pinched her big nipple. “And you cheating on Dad isn’t?”

She shook her head. “That was different. I needed a little excitement and Steve was here. It was never meant to go beyond a little teasing, but we got carried away. It was the first time, I swear. It won’t happen again. I promise.”

Counting on her being desperate enough not to put up too much resistance in case I told Dad, I began to fondle the soft warm flesh. “If you want excitement, what’s more exciting than having your son feel your tits? Except maybe ….” I gestured lower, and she shook her head violently.

“No! Definitely not! Feel my breasts if you must, but anything else is out of the question.” It was a small concession but it was a start. I pushed her blouse off her shoulders and pressed her tits together until the nipples met, then took them both into my mouth, sucking for many minutes before concentrating on one at a time. She took a deep shuddering breath and involuntarily pulled my head tighter against her chest, and I took advantage of her distraction to inch her skirt higher up her thighs. Mom gasped as I touched her slit, and clamped her thighs together, a fraction of a second too late because my fingertip was already on her clit.

“No Jason, don’t. Please don’t,” she pleaded as I began to rub gently. Her voice was saying ‘no’, but her legs were opening, and I slipped a finger inside her, exploring her wetness. Slowly and inexorably I coaxed her thighs apart, letting my fingers do the persuading, then I crouched in front of her, watching my probing fingers as I fumbled with my pants. I knelt upright, and she gasped when she saw my quivering cock and realised what I intended to do.

“No! not that, Jason. Please, not that!” She tried to close her legs but my hips were wedging her knees apart.

“Yes, this.” I retorted. “You wanted a fuck, now you’re going to have one.” She put a protective hand over her pussy, but I pushed it aside and drove pendik escort bayan into her.

Her despairing wail of “Noooooooooo!” became a staccato “Oh, oh, oh, oh” as her hips began to move, imperceptibly at first, then harder with each stroke of my plunging cock, until she was fucking me as lustily as I was fucking her.

As her peak came closer I grinned at her. “You love this don’t you Mom?” She looked at me without speaking. “Don’t you?” I insisted. She nodded reluctantly, and I pressed her further. “And you love it even more because it’s your son fucking you, right?”

“Yes,” she hissed. “Yes damn you, yesss!”

Hearing her say it was all I needed, and I grunted triumphantly as a thick stream of hot cum filled her cunt. I stood up and looked with satisfaction at her oozing pussy, but now that her physical need was taken care of, Mom looked resentful. “You filthy swine.” she said bitterly.

I shrugged. “I don’t see what your problem is. I got what I wanted and you got what you really needed, so we both won. Besides,” I added, “Dad will never know, so you have nothing to worry about.”

“Maybe, but it shouldn’t have happened.” she muttered, pulling her bra back into place and shrugging into her blouse before stomping into the kitchen.

I switched on the television, and for the best part of an hour I sat staring blankly at the screen, to the angry background clatter of dishes and pans coming from the kitchen. After awhile everything went quiet, and I went to see what was happening. Mom was standing at the kitchen bench peeling potatoes, and I crept up behind her and stroked her ass. She jumped and gave a startled “Oh!” as she turned to face me. It appeared that she had come to terms with her conscience, because when I lifted her skirt she opened her legs without protest and leaned back against the bench, panting as I pushed my cock into her and started to fuck her again.

Now that she seemed more at ease with the situation she was a bit more cooperative, arching her hips forward so I could go deeper. The first time I had been more intent on bending her to my will to think of much else, but now I was able to appreciate how warmly and snugly her pussy clasped my prick. She offered no resistance when I turned her around and grasped her tits as I fucked her from behind, but when I filled her with cum a trace of her earlier resentment returned. She gave me a sour look as she bunched the front of her skirt and wiped her cunt, then turned back to the bench. Her tone was completely expressionless as she resumed peeling the potatoes. “I’d better finish getting dinner ready, then clean up the mess you made before your father gets home.”

I left her to it and went back to the TV, and about an hour later I heard her go upstairs. She came back down smelling of soap and wearing a clean dress, and she flinched nervously when I squeezed her tits. Just then Dad came home and Mom served dinner. She didn’t speak or look at either of us as we ate, and when the meal was finished Dad stood up from the table with a loud belch, and fetching a beer he settled into his high backed recliner chair, flicking through the television channels.

As Mom started clearing the dishes from table I had a sudden urge to know how far I could push her. Swivelling in my chair I turned her to face me and slipped a hand under her skirt, frowning when I encountered her panties. She froze for a moment, then shivered as I stroked her slit through the fabric. “Take these off,” I ordered quietly.

She shook her head and glanced at the back of Dad’s chair. “Not here.”

“Yes here.” I insisted, rubbing more firmly.

“You bastard!”

“I guess only you know if I am or not,” I grinned “Now take them off.”

Her look was filled with pure venom, but she obeyed, and stood with her hands resting on my shoulders, staring warily at the back of Dad’s head as I fingered her to yet another orgasm.

I slept like a log that night, and was awakened by the chiming of my ‘phone. I swiped the screen and grinned with delight at the image of a small brown hand, with the lipstick imprint of Mitzi’s lips on the open palm. Impulsively I kissed the screen just as the phone chimed again.

“Good morning handsome.” I could almost hear her smile. “I just wanted to hear your voice again. Did you get my kiss?”

“Morning beautiful, yes thank you. It would be nicer if you delivered it in person though.”

“If only I could, but I’m in the middle of packing. Mom, Dad, Dwayne and me are going away for a month. I meant to tell you yesterday, but I got distracted. Anyway, I was thinking. Our exam results are almost the same, so maybe we could both apply for the same college course. That’s if you want to.”

“Hey, that’s a great idea!” I thought about how she had been ‘distracted’ and chuckled. For an instant I wondered if her younger brother Dwayne had ever tried to spy on her as I had tried to spy on Mom. If he had ever seen Mitzi as I had seen her at the warehouse. The idea was too ridiculous to consider, and I dismissed it and concentrated on what she was saying about college. I knew that girls had to show themselves to be better than boys to get the same chances, but I didn’t want to throw water on her hopes, so I kept quiet.

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Chapter 1

When I lived in Sacramento a few years ago, I had met a neighbor, Betty, at a local bar, who was attractive and currently unattached. I was seeing another woman right at that moment but we did talk and email back and forth, sometimes talking about sex and the like.

My relationship with the woman I had been seeing was definitely headed downhill, so when Betty told me one day in an email about her friend, Karen, who was not happy with the sex in her marriage and asked if I would like to meet her, I quickly agreed.

She told me to come over on Saturday morning about nine to meet her friend and talk and get to know each other. What’s to lose, I figured.

Betty answered the door and ushered me inside.

“Ron, this is Karen, who I told you about. Karen, Ron. Have a seat.”

We did the usual as Betty got coffee. Now, Betty was, as I said, attractive, probably around twenty-eight or so, brunette, dark brown eyes, slender, nice figure, fun to be around, and her friend, Karen, was blond, athletic-looking, deep blue eyes, also slender, tanned and with a very nice pair of boobs, about the same age as Betty. Me, I’m twenty-four.

After coffee was brought out, Betty leaned forward and said, “Now, Karen, explain your situation to Ron, here.”

“Well, the situation is the husband. He just never treats me like he did when we first met, now he just crawls on, does his thing, and crawls off. Two minutes, he’s happy, I’m frustrated.”

“I don’t know why, Karen, you’re really a beautiful woman. He should know better; if he treats a pretty woman that way, she’s gonna look elsewhere.”

“Well, Ron, that’s why I wanted you two to get the chance to meet each other. You didn’t seem to be the kind to treat a woman that way,” said Betty.

“No, my mother’d kill me for one. No, I respect women, that’s just the wrong way to treat anyone, and such a pretty one, well, that I really don’t understand.”

“See, I knew Ron was a nice guy, Karen.”

“So what would you do different, Ron?” Karen asked.

“Well, I don’t just jump into things, first of all. Take my time. I love to start out with a nice snuggle and kissing, you know, all the mushy stuff, and I always try to make every part of a woman’s body tingle before I ever put anything inside her. And, oral, I want her to be so ready, I get her ready with lots of oral, all she wants if we have the time.”

Betty looked over at her friend who raised her thumb up, smiling.

“What’s going on with the thumbs-up, ladies?”

“Well,” Betty answered, “Karen and I decided if we found the right guy to, well, take care of her needs, shall we say, she’d let me know. I think, Ron, she just let me know.”

“Yes, and Betty agreed to something else, too, Ron. Come on, tell him.”

“Well, I half-jokingly told her that if I found her the right guy, I’d demonstrate to her just how I give a great blowjob.”

“Tell him all of it, Betty.”

“And I’d demonstrate it on the guy I’d found for her.”

I sat there rather stunned and not just a little aroused at the prospect.

“Looks like you’ve got yourself a blowjob, Ron. And I get to watch,” said Karen. “This should be fun. And lots more for you, Ron. Betty tells me she’s the best.”

“Looks like I’ve walked into the best day of my life, ladies.”

“You might just have, Ron,” Betty said as she pulled me up and kissed me. Then, she knelt down, undid my belt, opened my pants up, slid them down, then pulled my briefs down to the floor. Out flopped my best friend, who I sensed was in for a very good time today, and Betty had me sit on the ottoman, removed her blouse and bra, saying she thought I’d be helped along that way, and she was so right. Her breasts were large, maybe D-cup and nice, they fell a little but not much and she had small red nipples which were really standing out. She gripped my shaft and began licking around and around in circles on the head of my cock.

Karen moved over to watch, she really was watching, maybe she didn’t know how, is that possible these days? Or maybe she just didn’t think she did it very well. Any way, I was quickly learning that her friend, Betty, certainly knew her way around a guy’s cock. Then she planted a big smack on the tip complete with sound effects as she then slid her lips over my head and began slowly sucking me over and over.

She was pulsing her sucks which felt really good, I’d never had it done quite that way before. Then, she slid her hand away and dropped her mouth all the way down on me and began going up and down. She took it all in, every bit of my cock, no woman had ever done that before, I felt like the tip of my cock must have been in her throat, I was being deep-throated, I guess, never had that before. My hands were down on her generous breasts rubbing up and down as she knelt between my knees.

In a few minutes, she was back up to sucking the tip, which did feel so good, and she was getting me nearer and nearer, clearly Betty was good, really good.

“Oh, oh, wow, Betty, oh, hon, that is so, so good. Oh, I’m gonna cum ataşehir escort bayan in a minute.”

I always like to let the woman know, just in case swallowing my cum is not her thing, it pays dividends in the long run. In this case, Betty just kept on sucking, smiling up at me as Karen looked on, hopefully taking mental notes.

The inevitable does happen, and I could feel the excitement tingling in the tip of my cock as Betty sucked and sucked. So far, it was the greatest blowjob I’d ever had, yes, she was the best. Then, it hit, my cum rocketed up into her mouth as she gulped it all down. She backed up off my cock, held it in her fist and licked eery trace that seeped out after.

I sat there in a bit of a daze, almost sucked inside out, a very happy man.

“Betty, can I return the favor? I’ve been told I’m pretty good and, after that, well, you are the best, my dear, just the best. So, I’d be happy to do you.”

“Well, Ron, that’s something that I’m never likely to turn down,” and I took her hand, lifted her up then removed her pants and pulled down her panties, kneeling before her beautifully shaved pussy. I had her sit on the leather sofa and lean back as I approached her on the floor and put my face up between her legs.

I took hold of her knees and spread them as far as I could then began running my tongue all around underneath her. Karen sat and watched and I could see that she was rubbing her pants along the seam of her crotch. I hope I get to do her next.

“Mmm, oh, Ron, mmm, you do know what you’re doing. You’re teasing me, aren’t you. Just going all around my pussy, making me want it, you devil.”

I looked up and smiled at her as I licked wide circles around her pubic area. Then, I started licking straight across from side to side, letting my tongue slide across her labia then on to the other side, back and forth, sweeping from one side to the other.

“Oh, I am so ready, Ron, you can get to my pussy any time now. Oh, just wait Karen, Ron knows what he’s doing. You’ll love this.”

I was tonguing across and around her pussy now as she reached down and spread her pussy lips open.

“Lick me inside, Ron, up inside my pussy.”

I began tonguing up into her opened hole, running my tongue around and around as she moaned, “Mmm, ummm, unnnh, oh, Ron, oh, Ron.”

I could tell that it was really getting to her and, then, “OOOH, OOH, UUH, oh, Ron, oh, Ron, oh, you make my pussy such a happy girl, mmm,” as I continued licking and tonguing her.

I looked up and she pulled me up by the shoulders and began kissing my wet face all over.

“Oh, Ron, you were so good, you can do me any old time you want, hon.”

“You’ve got my number,” I replied hopefully.

“Well, why don’t you two go use my bedroom and have fun?”

So, I stood up, reached over and took Karen’s hand and led her down the hall to our hostess’s bedroom and closed the door.

Chapter 2

“Well,” Karen said, nervously.

“I do kiss, Karen, but I don’t bite,” as I put my arms around her and gently pulled her to me, “May I?” I asked and she tilted her head up and I softly kissed her.

After a bit, she pulled her lips back, then pressed them to mine again, this time, slipping her tongue into my mouth as she pulled me closer. I slid my tongue inside her mouth and she began to suck on it in a rather seductive manner, things were getting better, I thought.

“So, I guess, we’re here to do more than just kiss, Ron. Betty’s set this up, I guess you know what it’s all about, right?”

“Yes, and I’m assuming you want to have it happen, right?”

“Look, Ron, I’m just nervous, I mean…”.

“I know, Karen, it’s perfectly understandable. Until this morning, we’d never even seen each other. Now, well, we’re supposed to become intimate.”

“Exactly. And, I’ve never done anything like this before.”

“Well, Karen it’s kind of new ground for me, too.”

“You could start by undressing me,” and I took the bottom of her teeshirt and pulled it up over her head, leaving her standing there in a white, lacy bra and jeans.

“I’ll bet you know how these come off,” she said as she turned and I pushed the two sides together, unhooking her bra. She shrugged her shoulders and off it came in her hands as she dropped it to the floor.

Karen’s breasts were beautiful, really stunning. They were pretty sizable, maybe C-cup, and had no droop at all, they were lovely and firm and were tipped with pretty, pink nipples which were very erect.

“Oh, Karen, you are beautiful,” I said as I reached to her and held them in my hands.

“Thank you, Ron, it’s nice for you to say that.”

“Oh, hon, they are just perfect. Can I kiss them?”

“I’d love that, yes,” and she raised her head back as I bent down and kissed them, first one then the other, and on to sucking each hard nipple.

“Mmm, that feels nice, I’ve missed this, missed it a lot. You’re nice, Ron, really nice.”

I sucked her breasts for a few minutes more, they were really so nice, I didn’t want escort kadıköy to stop but I knew I was here to do something specific and needed to move things along.

Kneeling down, I unbuttoned her jeans and began tugging them down. They were tight and didn’t yield right away but I did work them down to her ankles where she stepped out of them.

She stood there in front of me in a pair of light blue low-cut panties with a fringe of white lace around the edges.

“I’m afraid they’re the sexiest ones I have.”

“Well, I think you should wear some panties that show off just how beautiful you are, Karen, you deserve to look good.”

“That’s very sweet, Ron, you say the nicest things.”

“Only because they’re true, Karen,” and I moved my head forward and kissed her on her panties. I could immediately tell that her breathing got heavier and there was the slightest moan when my lips touched her.

I wasn’t sure if Karen just wanted oral sex or whether she wanted me to get naked or what, so I thought I’d just ask her, “Do you want me to stay like this or take my clothes off, too, Karen, it’s up to you.”

“Off would be nice, Ron,” so I pulled off my knit shirt and unbuckled my belt and slid my jeans off and stood there in my briefs, rather bulging out. I took her hand and we got on the bed and lay down along side each other.

I thought that I would take it slow so I put my arms around her and kissed her, waiting a bit before sliding my tongue in her mouth. As we kissed, she raised her upper leg over my hip and began pushing her pubic area on me; it looked like she was getting into things. Then, her tongue slipped into my mouth as her hand slid down my stomach and began rubbing the front of my briefs.

I began kissing her neck and throat, working down to her shoulders and chest, on to her breasts where I decided to linger. She was now rubbing my cock through my briefs as I felt her hand slip under the elastic and grip my hard cock. I had one nipple in my mouth as I fondled her other breast, her chest rising and falling faster and faster.

Then, I decided to move on and began kissing and licking down along her stomach and into her navel as she continued to rub my cock. Her other hand was petting my cheek as I travelled down her body.

“Mmm, that’s nice, Ron, really nice,” she murmured as I licked a trail down onto her abdomen.

My hand was on her panties as I dragged my fingertips down onto her pubic mound and rested my hand there, pressing and rubbing gently.

“You can take them off, Ron, my panties, go ahead, please.”

Okay, I thought, so I took the bottom hem on each side and pulled down as she lifted her hips up. I already knew she had dark brown hair on her pussy, it showed through her panties. Then, she spread her legs wide for me as I bent down and planted a nice, wet kiss right on her slit. I felt her shiver a bit as her hand caressed my cheek.

“You can take yours off too, Ron, your underwear,” so I slipped my briefs down and kicked them off to the floor and knelt up on the bed next to her, my cock out in front of me as I watched her hand reach up and put her fingers around it, gently squeeze and rub it back and forth while she smiled at me. I was thinking that her nervousness is pretty much over.

“You’re really big, Ron, more than I’d expected. I’m so excited.”

I bent back down and kissed her right in the middle of her pubic mound as she spread her legs open. I moved between them and lowered down and gave her wet slit several licks. The first lick up her slit caused her to jump but after that, she held very still.

I pushed her knees up and a little wider as I gently rubbed my thumbs on each side of her pussy in the wetness and licked her up and down.

“Oh, Ron, oh, oh, I never…oh, that’s just so…don’t stop, please don’t stop, it’s so…oh, it’s incredible, it feels sooo…mmm…oh, yes, Betty was so right, oh, you are so…oh, OH, OH, AAH, AAH, AYYE, mmm, mmm, oh, don’t stop, it’s wonderful, please do more.”

I think Karen had a lot of pent-up horniness inside her and she’s now letting it out. So, I just kept on licking and sucking and tonguing her. She’s moving her hips under me as I lick her so I know she’s enjoying every swipe of my tongue.

“Oh, Ron, that’s just wonderful. I never knew anything could feel so good. I am so turned on by you doing this, it’s everything I’d ever dreamed about. That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had. Oh, just wonderful. Please do it more.”

I’m not one to disappoint a woman, so I did just as she asked. After all, it was one of my favorite pastimes and I figured that Karen deserved some male attention after all the jump-on, jump-off sessions with her husband.

So, I gave her a second orgasm which I’m sure Betty must have heard in the front of the house, Karen really let loose. She pulled me up to her and kissed me over and over my wet, smiling face.

“Oh, oh, Ron, oh, I can’t tell you how wonderful you are, you’ve made me so happy, I just didn’t know a woman could feel this good. Oh, my pussy, maltepe escort oh, Ron, you’ve made my pussy so happy. Mmm, twice. Oh, I’ve never cummed twice like that. They were the strongest, best orgasms of my life. You are just the best and Betty was so right, you were the perfect guy to do it. Would you fuck me, too? Please, I want to know how it should feel when you do it.”

Chapter 3

“Well, sure, Karen, I’d be privileged to, you’re a beautiful, sexy woman. Do we need any protection?”

“Oh, no, I’m on the pill, so that’s not a worry. I really want you to do this to me, I am so aroused by you just did to me, oh, I want you inside me.”

I got up over her as she spread her legs wide, gripped my cock and wiped the head up and down in the wetness between her legs and began pushing into her. One good shove and I was about halfway inside, she was tight, so another push or two had me all the way inside.

“You feel big, Ron, bigger than…well, nice and big.”

I began moving slowly back and forth as she raised her knees up and when I went in, I pressed down into her and moved my hips around trying to rub the head of my cock deep inside her.

“Oh, Ron, you reach up into me so nice and far, oh, and I love it that you go nice and slow like this, not fast like you’re in a hurry to cum. Mmm, I could do this all day.”

“I’m in no rush, Karen, I love being with you like this, I just want you to be happy,” and I bent down and kissed her as my hips moved back and forth. She raised her legs up around me, locking her ankles behind my back and whispered, “Ron, could we do this more than just this once?”

“You mean today or in the future?”

“Oh, I see, well, if you can do it twice, yeah, that would be wonderful but what I really meant was again in the future. Like once or twice a week, you just make me feel so good.”

“Well, we can see after we finish about the second time today and as far as in the future, if you want to, Karen, I’d be privileged to have you in my bed as much as you want.”

“Don’t say that, Ron, I might want you to fuck me every day, this is so wonderful, you are the perfect lover.”

“That’s nice to say, Karen, I don’t think a woman has ever said that to me before. Thanks, I do try.”

“Mmm, you do, and I love that you do. This is what I’ve wanted. Everything that I’ve wanted for so long. Oh, and your oral sex, it was wonderful, I’ve never felt so sexually turned-on, ever. The most exciting thing in my whole life.”

“I’ll be glad to do you as often as you want, I loved doing it.”

“You’re so sweet, Ron, mmm, and such a wonderful lover.”

“It’s easy to be a lover for such a beautiful, sexy woman,”

“Mmm, you do say the nicest things. And you do the most wonderful things to my body, this is so wonderful.”

“You are wonderful yourself, Karen. You make me feel good, too, I’m feeling pretty close to cumming, are you?”

I had already had a blowjob , as you know, but Karen was nice and tight and was doing some nice moves underneath me, she was certainly getting into it and losing all her initial shyness. She was great in bed, too bad her husband didn’t give her a chance.

“You are the perfect man to make me happy, Ron, I can never thank Betty enough for getting you to show me how wonderful sex really can be. I hardly ever have an orgasm, well, except by my fingers, and I am feeling like I’m ready to explode. It’s the most excited I’ve ever been.”

“Mmm, it’s feeling pretty exciting to me, too, Karen, you are a sexy woman and any man would be proud to be in bed with you.”

She pulled my head down to kiss me, then said, “Well, at least I know one man that seems to like me in bed and I sure like him in bed, and him in me,” as she wiggled her butt while I stroked in and out of her.

I had taken her hands and raised them above her head onto the mattress above her, holding them down and was arched over her, my cock slowly running down deeply inside her, then slowly back up out of her, over and over and over.

“Oh, Ron, I’ve never felt so good, I’ll do anything you want, Ron, anything, this is just so good, I’m really in heaven. I’ll fuck you all you want, suck you, I’ll do whatever you want me to, just say you’ll fuck me from now on, please.”

“I want you to be happy, Karen, if you’re happy, then I know you’ll make me happy, too.”

“You sure are making me happy, happier than any man I’ve ever been with, not that there’s been many. Oh, Ron, oh, your cock just feels so good sliding in and out of my pussy. Oh, it feels so good.”

“Your pussy sure feels good to me, Karen, I am so happy we’re together like this.”

“Oh, Ron, OH, RON, OOH, OOH, oh, oh, mmm, mmm, oh, I’ve never felt so good, oh, don’t stop, Ron, just keep fucking me, it’s so good.”

She was gyrating her hips as I fucked her, making my cock feel so good, I knew I was close, that I was just about ready to cum.

“Mmm, uuh, uuh, uh, mmm, oh, Karen, you are so good, Karen, oh, that was so good.”

I was still slowly stroking in and out of her, my cock still fairly firm and very electric feeling, just sending pleasure all over me, all over my body. Karen had her legs wrapped around my back and pulled me into her, whispering, “I’ll never let you out of my pussy, Ron, not ever,” as she drew my face down and kissed me hard.

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“Oh! Hey!” Mom said, halting in the doorway. She couldn’t have looked guiltier if she were carrying a gun and a bag of money out of a bank. She was carrying the implement of her crime, though. The vibrator hung from her hand, momentarily forgotten in her shock at finding me sitting there. It was still slick with her juices.

“Hey, Mom. Did you run out to the garage for something? What’s that you’ve got there?”

“What?”

“In your hand? What’s that?”

Her eyes slowly panned down to the sex toy in her hand. Mom looked surprised to find it there. It was almost funny. “Uhh…umm…It’s a…”

“Looks like a big, fat vibrator. Do you keep those things in the garage? Is it in the toolbox out there?”

“Zach…”

“You were just out there fucking yourself, Mom. I heard everything. Just like you heard me upstairs before that.”

“Zach! You can’t talk to me like that. I am not discussing those things with you!”

“You’re being ridiculous, Mom. I caught you red handed. I know you were using that thing. Do I have to sniff it to prove it?”

“That’s disgusting. I’m going upstairs.”

Mom stormed past me, but I was right on her heels. “You don’t have to hide this from me. I’m cool with it. I’m more than cool with it. We can be adults about this, Mom.”

I kept talking as we went right up the stairs and she headed to her room. I was a chicken before, but I was bold now. Everything felt different. The words Mom used in the garage electrified me. I knew how she wanted to be treated, and I was just the man to do it. Mom needed someone to take charge, and I was ready. She went into her bedroom and tried to slam the door behind her, but I was right there, slapping out a palm to catch it. Mom shoved against the door with all her might, but I had half a foot and fifty pounds on her. The door would not budge. She raised the vibrator like she was going to smack me with it. I think she forgot what it was again. I laughed and she shrieked, retreating into her room. Mom shoved the sex toy under the covers on her bed, like that was hiding it from me.

“What do you want, Zach? Why are you hounding me?”

“I want us to be real. We both know what’s going on here, and it’s time to talk about it.”

“If you say we’re both adults one more time I’m going to scream! We may both be adults, Zach, but I’m still your mother. You’re still my child!”

“Okay, you’re my mom, and you’re fucking hot. I guess that makes you a MILF!”

My mother looked like she wanted to smack me, but I think she was too freaked out to come close enough to do it. She just glared at me instead.

“You can’t say things like that to me, Zach!”

“You taught me to always tell the truth, Mom. The truth is I think you’re sexy as hell. Ever since that first night I overheard you getting off with your boyfriend, it’s all I’ve been able to think about. It was bad enough being trapped here and being able to get laid, but then hearing you like that, it was too much.”

“Zach, you can’t mean it. This is wrong. I’m sorry if you overheard something that confused you.”

“The only thing I’m confused about is why I never saw it before. My friends had crushes. They weren’t subtle about it. Why didn’t I see it?”

“Because its unnatural.”

“There’s nothing unnatural about the boner you give me, Mom. It feels like the most natural thing in the world. What was unnatural was missing that you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever met.”

She shook her head. There was fear in her eyes. They blazed at me from behind her glasses. It wasn’t that I didn’t care about her feelings, but I couldn’t stop myself. I’d gone too far to stop. I had to finish it now. I had to take it all the way to see what happened. “Zach, you can’t think of me like that. I’m your mother. You can’t look at me like that.”

“But I do. And I am. Looking at you right now is making me hard all over again. All I can think about is how hot it sounds when you come. All I want is to be the reason you make those noises.”

“What? Zach, no! That can’t happen. Not ever!”

“Why not? I know you feel the same way.”

“I do not!”

“You’re gonna tell me it was a coincidence that you had to run downstairs and get off after you listened to me and Amber? Be real, Mom.”

“Zach…I…I’m not talking about this!”

“You heard me, and you were horny. You had the same reaction I did when I heard you. Listening to me get off made you wet, Mom. Admit it!”

“I’ll do no such thing!”

“I think the reason you’re so upset is because everything I’m saying is true. You might not like it, because it doesn’t square with your morals, but it’s still true.

“It’s not true! It can’t be!”

“I think it is, Mom. I think that’s why you look so scared.” She stayed silent. “I’m not going to make you do anything you don’t want. You know I’d never do that. You’re not scared of me, are you Mom? You’re scared of yourself.”

She shook her head but was still silent.

I advanced on her and my mother backed up into the nightstand, pendik escort almost knocking a lamp over. I kept coming until we were close enough to touch. Mom held her breath and trembled. She needed this as much as I did. I felt it. But she wouldn’t make the first move. She couldn’t make herself. That was okay. I was ready. I touched her arm and she jumped.

“Zach,” she whispered.

“Just give in to what you want, Mom. It’s only us here. No one else will ever know. It’s okay.”

“Zach…”

I couldn’t wait any longer. I kissed my mother. Mom was like a mannequin at first, stiff and unresponsive. It was what you’d expect from kissing your mother. But I was aflame. I kissed harder, wrapping my arms around her slender body. My hand on the small of her back pressed Mom into me and I felt her first resistance break when she sagged into me. Her lips softened. My fingers swept through her curly blonde hair, giving it the slightest tug. My mother gasped into her kiss. I pressed on. Her lips trembled and responded. It was slow and soft at first, almost like my first kiss when I was a young teen. I remember the girl letting me take the lead then too, just like my mother did now. But where Becky stayed mostly limp and passive, my mother responded as her passions were kindled. Mom kissed me as lovers do, and her lips parted to my flicking tongue. She moaned and sucked it, her hands gently resting on my hips. Mom acted like she was starved for my kiss, and I did my best to feed her. By the time I broke it, my mother chased my lips, panting for more.

“We don’t need to rush. We have all night, Mom,” I breathed, pressing my forehead to hers.

“Zach…no…don’t stop, honey. Don’t let me think,” Mom whimpered. Her hands rested upon my chest and her eyes gazed at mine, plaintive. “Please, honey.”

My mother was asking me to take her. Would any man have said no?

We kissed again and hands roamed everywhere. I grabbed her nice, full ass and she moaned when I kneaded it. My throbbing dick pressed into her tummy and Mom grinded into it. I tugged at the hem of her shirt and she raised her arms. She bit her lip and stared at me through her askew glasses when I pulled it over her head. Her plain t-shirt bra did nothing to show off her tits, but that would be coming off too. I would have my mother nude. Her trembling hands fumbled with my shirt and I removed it for her. Mom leaned in and covered my chest with kisses. I’m more slender than athletic, with hardly any hair, but she seemed to like it. Mom kissed and sucked on my warm flesh, giving me goosebumps everywhere. She tongued my nipples, sending shivers down my spine. I moaned and she sucked, nipping with her teeth. I groaned through gritted teeth, knotting my fingers in her flowing blonde hair. Mom sucked harder and I cried out, “Oh fuck, Mom!”

“Too much, honey?” she asked, looking up at me. I was lost in her eyes.

“You’re perfect, Mom. Perfect.”

I turned her and Mom instinctively sat on the bed. Her eyes went right to my crotch, which was directly in front of her. I saw her hunger and grinned. My shorts dropped and it almost smacked her in the face. I know I’m not the biggest guy, but I’m big enough. My mother lost her shyness and grabbed me, her fingers barely closing around my girth. Her other hand cupped my shaved balls. Yeah, I shaved so I’d be ready when my opportunity came. I swooned on my feet at the surreal sight of my mother holding my cock and balls, her pretty face rapt. She slowly pumped the shaft until clean fluid dripped from the end. Mom’s tongue darted out to catch it.

“Fuuucckk…” I intoned.

Mom leaned in, her lips following her tongue. She sucked my fat, crimson head, while lavishing it with her tongue. It was fucking unreal. Mom looked up at me, pretty blue eyes clear through her glasses. Her cheeks worked, hollowing as she sucked. She leaned closer and I had to gather her wild blonde hair in my hands so I could see her beautiful face as she sucked me. I wished I had my phone to take a picture or video. I’d make sure it was handy next time. Mom drew more and more of me into her mouth, taking another inch or two with each pulsing suck. I hit the back of her throat and she didn’t pause for an instant. Mom’s throat relaxed and I slipped back there. She held my full cock in her mouth, and I swear I nearly came. Mom was only the second girl I’d been with who could fully deep throat me. She was an impressive cocksucker. Mom released me with a whooshing breath, but kept licking and kissing my dick.

“God, Mom. That’s fucking incredible,” I moaned, stroking her hair. Something fired behind her eyes when I said mom, but she didn’t stop.

My mother carefully removed her glasses and set them on the nightstand, never breaking contact with my cock. She took a deep breath and sucked me in again, sliding her lips all the way to the root. Mom did indescribable things with her mouth. I didn’t know a woman could do those things with my cock all the way in their throat. The more she sucked, the hungrier Mom maltepe escort became. She aggressively bobbed on my shaft, sucking it wetly, not even pausing when she struggled to breathe. Her face went crimson and spit dripped from her lips, but my mother sucked my cock like it was her mission in life. She cradled and caressed my balls the whole time, and they tightened and boiled in her hand. Mom was power-sucking me and I had no ability to hold back.

“Mom…Mom…fuck…” I gasped, trying to warn her.

I never released Mom’s head, holding it in both hands, growing more aggressive as I was about to blow my load. I fucked her mouth, and she made these weird gagging noises, but she sucked me harder. Her eyes pled with me. She wanted it. She wanted every inch. I was going to come in my mother’s mouth. I roared and let go, my cock pulsing as I blasted cum into the back of her throat. Mom coughed and thick white seed ran from her lips and dripped onto her bra, but she recovered and eased me into her mouth, sucking like a Hoover. Mom’s tongue worked my underside, and she coaxed every last ounce out of me while dutifully sucking and swallowing. Mom kept sucking even after I finished, keeping me from going fully soft.

“Damn, Mom,” I sighed, pulling my dripping cock from her mouth.

“Zach…honey…” she gasped. She looked torn between relief and disappointment that I took it from her.

“You’re amazing, Mom. I mean, wow, that’s the best blowjob I’ve ever had.”

Mom grinned as pride got the better of her. “I have a lot more experience than the girls you’re used to, Zach.”

“You’ll have to tell me all about that.” I laughed.

Mom looked away. “I’m not a slut. Please don’t think that.”

I sat on the bed beside her and turned her to look at me. “I love you, Mom. I could never think that. I know this is an incredible gift.”

I kissed her and she seemed surprised. I bet guys her age are more reluctant to do that after a blowie. I get that if you’re uptight, but I’ve never had that issue. The salty tang of my load was still on Mom’s lips, but I was making out with my mother and I didn’t care. I deftly unsnapped her bra, like the pro I am, while we kissed and tossed it away. My mother’s tits filled my hands, and I was thrilled. I tried to be gentle, but it was hard to slow down because I was so turned on by her. I flicked her thick, rosy nipples and Mom moaned into our kiss, jerking like she was jolted.

“Oh god, honey…Zach…this is so wrong…” Mom whimpered, as my lips worked down to her breasts.

“I love your tits, Mom. They’re so nice.”

They really were. They were softer than the girls I was used to, but I swear they were still full and perky. Mom had incredible tits for a woman in her 40s. Amber should be so lucky that her tits are that nice when she’s Mom’s age. Her breasts were just slightly larger than I expected, and I covered every inch of them with kisses. Those big, pale rounds were my entire world. Mom guided my lips to her nipple, raking her nails through my hair and wailing when I sucked it.

“God…Zach…it’s so…so wrong. Honey…this…we shouldn’t…oh god…I…I…”

I got what my mother meant. These were the breasts that fed me as an infant, and here I was again sucking, but not for nourishment. I ravaged my mother’s tits to inflame her. I nursed at my mother again after 20 years and we both loved it. The very wrongness made it so much hotter, and I know my mother felt it too.

“You love it, don’t you Mom? You love me sucking your tits!” I said.

“Oh god…god help me…”

“Your baby’s back, sucking these beautiful titties, and you love it. You love it, don’t you, Mommy?”

“Zach…honey…no…don’t…”

I switched to her other nipple and pulled the one I’d been sucking. Mom squealed. I nipped with my teeth and Mom screeched and shoved her tits at me.

“Yes! Yes, I love it, Zach! Suck them! Suck them, my baby! God, I’m going to hell!”

“No, Mommy. This is what they’re meant for! These tits are meant for me and now they’re all mine!” I exclaimed, slurping away.

“Yes! They’re yours! You’re my baby, and they’re yours! Suck them! Goddam it, suck them, Zach! Suck on Mommy!”

The act of sucking my mother’s tits had us both insane. I shoved a hand into her leggings and her cunt was sopping. She was so slippery I could barely keep my fingers on her clit to rub it. But teasing a clit is one of the first things I learned when I got with girls, and I showed my mother all of my expertise. Her hips bucked at my hand, but my fingers rode that bronco, controlling that clit while I sucked on her tits. Mom shrieked louder and louder, spreading her legs wide, until she snapped them shut with a keening cry and I made my mother come for the first time. Mom soaked my fingers and jammed her tits at me so hard she suffocated me. Fair, since I’d choked her with my cock. Mom shouted my name over and over, out of control.

I took advantage of my mother’s nonsensical moment and peeled away kartal escort her leggings and panties. Mom lay naked before me, trembling on the bed, and I had to take a moment to behold the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. I knew in that moment that I was ruined for everyone else. I felt an instant of guilt about Amber, because I knew I’d never want another woman the way I wanted my mother. My cock surged to life as I drank in her curves, even though I’d come three times before that night. Mom inspired incredible stamina. Her pussy was flushed and soaked, and I knew I had to taste it.

“Zach…wait…what…” she murmured, as I turned her on the bed and pulled her legs over my shoulders. “You don’t have to do that…”

“Have to?” I replied, laughing. “You couldn’t stop me.”

My mother’s sweet scent drifted up to me as I peeled her slick lips apart and dove in. I don’t think I’ve ever licked a wetter pussy before. Mom was really into hooking up with her son, no matter how much she protested. The proof was in her pussy. I fucked her deep with my tongue, and Mom writhed all over the bed, squealing my name and panting like she was in heat. My flicking tongue was like a hummingbird wing on her clit and Mom’s reservations about her son licking her pussy were gone. Her nails dug into my scalp and she jammed my face into her cunt, humping her hips at me. I jammed two fingers into her, and my mother wailed.

“Ohh…ohh…Zach…honey…so good…just what I needed…oh god yes…YES!”

I needed a firm grip on Mom’s hips to keep her in place for my oral assault as she was going insane. Her head thrashed, tossing her wild blonde locks everywhere. She flowed into my mouth, and I drank deeply of my mother’s cunt, finger blasting her like a champ.

“Oh god…oh god…Zach honey…godDAMN! Yes! DON’T…EVER…STOP!”

My mother screamed when she came this time. I swear she squirted, soaking my face and the sheets beneath her. Wet sucking sounds mingled with her cries as I pleasured her. It seemed like my mother was going to come forever, when she abruptly pushed my face away.

“Too much…too much…oh god, I can’t take it…goddamn…” she whimpered.

I wiped my face on the back of my hand and pulled my mother into my arms. She buried her face in my chest and rubbed against me, purring like a cat. My boner was nestled between her warm thighs. Mom kissed me, and when she tasted herself, I swear it was like she was trying to consume me. My mother was wild!

“I can’t believe this, honey. Did it really happen? Did we really do this?” Mom asked. I thought she was losing it. It sounded like she really didn’t know what was happened. Was messing with her son blowing her mind?

“It happened, Mom. It’s still happening. Feel that? That’s all because of you,” I replied, rubbing my dick into her.

“Honey, I had no idea it was so big,” she moaned, grasping and stroking it. Her tone made it sound like she’d thought about it.

“You make it big, Mom. And you’re gonna take care of it. You want it, don’t you?”

My mother licked her lips and nodded. “I loved tasting you, honey.”

“You’ll have plenty more chances for that, but now I’m going to fuck you, Mom.” Just saying it gave me chills and made me throb. I’m going to fuck you, Mom.

“Zach, we shouldn’t. You know we shouldn’t.”

“It’s a little late to worry about that now, isn’t, Mom?” I palmed her tit and pinched and rolled her nipple. Mom whimpered and rubbed harder against me.

“But Zach, that’s too far, isn’t it? We can’t…we shouldn’t. Let me take care of it…”

I cut her off with a kiss and rolled her onto her back. Mom pushed against my chest when I climbed on top, but it was token resistance. When I put her hand back on my cock, her fingers wrapped around it by instinct. My mother knew what she wanted. She just felt like she had to resist her own forbidden desires to save some dignity. She didn’t need to worry. I would never judge her.

“Not too far, Mom. This was meant to be. Can’t you feel it?”

“No, Zach. That can’t be right. You’re not thinking clearly.”

“I know what I want. And I know what you want. You want it, Mom. You can’t lie to me. I feel it. Put it in, Mom.”

“Zach…”

“Do it, Mom!”

“I don’t know. I can’t, honey.”

Mom complained she couldn’t do it, but she was massaging my cock with her hand like she couldn’t get enough. She wanted it, but she needed me to do it. It was like I thought. My mother wanted a man to take charge. She needed to be controlled. I thought of how I was with Amber. That’s what my mother needed.

“I’m gonna fuck you, Mom, and you’re gonna beg me to do it.”

“Zach!”

I didn’t wait any longer. I pushed through her grasp and shoved it deep into her slippery cunt. I buried it full hilt and my mother howled. It was a nice, snug fit, but she was so slick I slipped right in. My head spun. I was balls deep in my own mother. What the fuck? I started to question if it was all real, just like her. But that hot, wet pussy gripping my cock had to be real. Nothing was more real than that. Mom protested, but now her pussy was milking me like she was made for it. It dawned on me that I was a literal motherfucker. And if I was a motherfucker, then I’d better do it right.

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This is the story of a meeting between brother and sister after 6 years. It is a fantasy but one that could be very true for some people. I have just started writing stories for Literotica and hope that my efforts will produce some votes and comments. Please feel free to contact me and let me know if there is any way I can improve my writing. I dont think anyone will be able to comment on my grammar or spelling though LOL,

There is a lead up to this story to explain it and make it more interesting – not just a fuck story. So I hope that you will keep reading after the first few paragraphs. There is not a lot of sexy talk in it, just feelings coming to the surface,

RENEE AND HER BROTHER

My name is Renee. I am a 42yr old woman who has been divorced for a number of years and have 3 children. I am the eldest of 4 children and I am about to meet my younger brother whom I haven’t see for about 6 years. I am about 5’2″ and I have platinum blonde hair, green eyes and a 38D bustline. I have booked into a Resort in the South West, so that we can not only get to know all the family gossip, but to see some of the beautiful scenery down here. I have just arrived at the Resort, but my brother, Ryan hasn’t as yet.

My brother Ryan is the youngest of the family and is 31years old. When I last saw him, he was about 6’1″ with sun-bleached hair, as he loves surfing. He usually worked on computers during the week but spent most weekends at the beach, chasing the waves. He had an average body, a few muscles in his legs from surfing, but nothing over the top.

When I arrived at the Resort I signed in and left a message for Ryan that I would be at the Chalet. It comprised of 2 bedrooms, a bathroom, a lounge room, a small kitchen where we could cook if we didn’t feel like going out, and outside the building, a pathway led to a Spa and Sauna – There was also a heated swimming pool.

I got to the chalet and unpacked in my room, and decided to have a shower as it had been a long drive this morning. I had just finished my shower and the phone rang, it was the reception desk informing me that Ryan had arrived and was on his way down.

I quickly put on a pair of shorts and a top and met him at the door. Wow!! what a shock I got. He was still the blonde headed boy – (or man) but he must have been working out regularly, as his body had changed completely. I wouldn’t have known him if I had met him on the street. He was tanned and looked so fine that I started to have unusual feelings just looking at him. I knew that wasn’t right though, this was my brother.

I kissed him and showed him his room, where he unpacked and also decided to have a shower and came out in a bathrobe. “Do you want to go out to Dinner, Sis,” he asked.

I replied, “I would love to, I will just go and get into something more suitable for a restaurant though; and you better do the same”.

“Righto, meet you back here in about 15 minutes,” he said.

“Just dress casually, it is only a country restaurant.”

We went to the local Italian restaurant which was about 5 miles from the Resort and settled in to have a great meal and a gossip about the family. It was about 10.30pm when we finished the meal and decided to have coffee and a nightcap back at the Resort.

When bursa escort we got back to the chalet, we both went to our respective rooms, not saying anything, and changed into our nightwear and robes. I had put the kettle on beforehand so I made the coffee and while I was doing that, Ryan poured a couple of Tia Maria’s. It was nice to know that he remembered that it was my favourite after dinner liquer and had bought along a couple of bottles as a surprise. We sat and talked for about an hour and thought it best to get to bed, as we had a day of exploring the next day.

I met Ryan in the kitchen the next morning and prepared breakfast for both of us. As we were going trekking, we thought it best to get going as soon as possible. We picked up a hamper that had been made up by the kitchen staff and got under way. We drove to the area where we wanted to start our trek through the tall forests.

The trees were so magnificent that we were overwhelmed with the beauty around us and couldn’t soak it all up. The trees were so tall – reaching up to the sky so that you couldn’t see the tops. After about 2 1/2 hours we decided to have a break and have some lunch. We took our backpacks off and spread the light blanket on the ground and set up the meal. It consisted of a variety of salads and seafood and other tasty morsels, and a bottle of red. When we finished, we just had to have a short nap before we continued our trek.

Ryan stretched out on the blanket and I lay with my head on his lap. I could feel his reaction to that and wondered about it. We woke about 3pm and realised that it was too late to continue our trek, so we returned to the car and went back to the Resort.

“I’m going for a shower” we both said at the same time, and laughed.

“You go first Ryan”, I said. “I will probably take longer than you anyway”.

When Ryan came back into the lounge he was only wearing a robe, saying that he felt a lot more relaxed.

I then went and had my shower and thought I may as well just put on a robe too.

Ryan said, “I think we will order in tonight, what do you think”.

“That sounds good to me,” I replied.

“What would you like?”

“What about some Chinese.”

While waiting for the meal to be delivered, we sat on the patio and watched the sunset together, it was so peaceful there.

After dinner, we again had coffee and Tia Maria’s, this time I let my hair down and had about 6 drinks. I was feeling a little woozy but not really drunk, I still knew what I was doing and saying.

I remarked to Ryan how he had changed body-wise. He said he had been advised by his Doctor that he had to get fitter if he still wanted to keep on surfing, so he was going to a gym daily now and working out with weights etc.

I said “I only have an average body, I haven’t really looked after myself since having the kids and them leaving home.”

Ryan then told me he thought my body was very sexy. “At least you have a bit of meat on your bones, not like so many of those matchsticks out there; and most men love to have something to hang on to.”

I laughed and said, “Thank you, kind sir.”

Ryan then moved to the lounge beside me and kissed me; not a brotherly kiss either, but a full on French Kiss which enveloped bursa escort bayan my lips and tongue. At the same time, his hand went to my breast and started to rub the nipple through my negligee. “We shouldn’t be doing this Ryan, it is wrong.”

“Why is it wrong Sis, when someone loves someone else the way I have loved you for so long, it can’t be wrong.

“What do you mean.”

“Well from the time that I realised what men and women do together, I have wanted to do the same thing to you.” “I have wanted to make love to my wonderful older sister and make her happy.”

As he said this to me, his fingers were slowly working their magic on my nipples and he bent his head, pulling the robe aside, and tenderly licked and suckled my nipples. They became so hard and the feelings flowed down to the most sensitive area of my body, my pussy. “Oh Ryan, you don’t know how much that pleases me to hear you say that. After all these years since the divorce I have been trying to fight the feelings I had for you last time we met. I feel the same way that you do.” Even after so many years of marriage, I knew there was something missing in my life; now I know what it was. It was YOU!!!!”

“Come and let us make love together and make up for all those missed years.”

We proceeded to my bedroom and slowly stripped each other of all our garments as we approached the bed.

“Just let me hold you Sis, I want to experience all the feelings that we would have if this was a normal date, and we were going to make love for the first time.”

“Oh Ryan”, I murmured.

“I want to gently make love to you, my sweet sister. I don’t want to ever forget or want you to forget what is going to happen here this week.”

As we are both single, and without any obligations I knew that everything would be wonderful and that this will go on for a long time after this week.

Ryan eased me down onto the bed and held me in his arms – as he kissed my forehead, my eyes, my nose and my neck, and then he started to kiss my breasts and down my stomach until he ended up at the hub of my desire, my hot, wet shaven pussy. He slid his tongue into the slit of my pussy and licked it on both sides making it feel soo good. He suddenly pulled away, but went down to my feet and began to kiss first the right and then the left leg all the way up to the inner thigh junction. By that time I was tingling all over, and hoping that he would continue what he had started earlier, and he did. He stayed down there and continued licking, lapping and suckling my labia lips and occasionally tickling my clit with his tongue for about 45 minutes, bringing me to about 3 orgasms by then.

“I can’t get enough of your sweet pussy Sis, you are so sweet and tasty, that I want to lie here forever sucking all your juices out of you.”

“Ryan, don’t you think I want to repay you for all those wonderful feelings that you have given me. Pull yourself up beside me so that I can have a feast on your cock.”

This was the first time that I had taken much notice of my brother’s appendage, I had been too taken with being eaten out. When I did see his cock, I was astounded. He was about 7 1/2 inches long and about 2 1/2 inches across. Nice and long and thick too.

Ryan raised himself up escort bursa beside me and I went down and started to lick the pre-cum from the head of his magnificent piece of manhood. I let my mouth slide slowly up and down, gradually taking more into my mouth and down my throat each time until I had the whole thing inside my mouth. My tongue was still licking the glans and I was enjoying deep-throating my brother.

“Oh Sis, that is sooooo good, I have never had such a beautiful experience ever. Please keep doing that.”

“Don’t worry Ryan, I intend to bring you off as many times as you did me; so lie back and enjoy for a while.”

I spent quite a bit of time on Ryan’s cock, until he said to me, “Sweet Sis, can I now make love to you fully, I want you so badly.”

“Yes Ryan, come to me my love and let us bring this to its finale – for now at least.”

Ryan entered me slowly and began to slide his cock into my pussy so tenderly. I really felt that my Lover was making sweet love to me, not my brother. “Oh Ryan, that’s it darling, give me that wonderful cock of yours, I belong to you now and I don’t want to ever lose you, my love.”

“Oh Sis, I don’t ever want to be in any other pussy than the one I am in right now, and you are not going to lose me ever.” “I want you to cum for me my love, show me how much you love me and cum on my cock.

“Ooooohhhhhhbaby, I am getting so close and I want you to cum with me. Fuck me babeeee, I want your big cock all the way in me, fuuuuuccccckk meeeeeeee, oh it is soo gooooood. What are you doing to me, I am cuuuuummmmmmmmgggggg”.

“So am I my darling, give me all you cum.”

We lay there in each other’s arms for a few minutes whilst coming down from an incredible high. Ryan kissed me gently and lovingly. We made love twice more that night, it seems like we couldn’t get enough of each other.

“Well Sis, this looks like the start of something BIG; what do you think.”

I replied, “I think that I could never let you go now, we match so perfectly. Stay with me my love and let us set up a home together. I don’t care where it is, as long as we can be together forever.”

“Well, neither of us has anybody to be accountable to or for, so there doesn’t seem to be any reason stopping us from doing just that”, said Ryan.

“Where do you want to settle, I am easy, I can work anywhere from the Computer.”

“I don’t mind Ryan, as I came out well from the divorce, I don’t really have to work and we can sell my old house and buy property wherever we want to.”

“Would you like the city or the country.”

“What if we buy something in this area or nearer the sea, it is very peaceful and no-one would know us, and you can keep on surfing.”

“That sounds great sweetheart.”

“I will get things rolling as soon as we leave the Resort and in the meantime we could go on a house hunting trip and see what is available while we are in the area.”

“Enough of that now my love, until we leave here, I want so much more of what we just shared to make up for all the years we have lost.”

Well as you can imagine, I didn’t put up any resistance to that idea. LOL.

We did eventually set up home in the south west near to the sea, and have lived here for about 4 years. Everyone accepts us a couple and we have make a lot of friends.

I don’t think there will be a sequel to this as we are too wrapped in our love for each other to do anything different, but you never know????????????????

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