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Author’s Note:

All characters engaged in sexual situations are eighteen years of age or older. All characters and events are fictional. Any similarities with actual events or persons, living or dead, are purely coincidental.

This is a work of fiction, and as such, certain events or situations may be improbable, and certain details may not correspond to real life. If you’re looking for strictly likely situations and exact reality, I suggest you skip this.

This can be the last chapter in this story, but it doesn’t need to be. Leave a comment if you think this story should end here, or continue, and what questions you might like if I do continue.

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Her palm felt hot against the back of my neck as she leaned forward. Her hot, moist lips pressed to mine. It only took a fraction of a second for my lips to return her kiss.

“Oh god, I’m sorry, Clyde,” Haley moaned as she pulled away from me.

“Don’t be, Haley,” I whispered hoarsely.

“That’s exactly what Bonnie said, too.”

Haley leaned back and looked at the television.

“‘Cept she told me she loves me.”

I wasn’t surprised, but I didn’t know how to respond.

“I didn’t know the second I met her, but I knew then, when I kissed her. I love her too, Clyde.”

She looked back at me. Her lips were quivering a little, and she looked like she was going to cry.

“Don’t worry none. I’m not trying to take her away from you. She loves you more than life itself, and so do I. I knew that for a fact the second I laid eyes on you.”

“Haley…”

I didn’t know what to say. Not even close.

“Get a room already.”

Bonnie was awake.

She sat up and kissed me, our tongues moving together in a gentle dance. When she broke our kiss, she looked at me and smiled then nodded her head toward her sister.

Haley kissed me, not like the confident and unhurried kiss Bonnie gave me. Haley’s kiss was filled with hunger, like she wanted to consume me. She barely moved when she went from kissing me to kissing Bonnie with the same hunger and passion.

I had never seen women kiss each other. I had never even imagined it. I was as hard as a rock inside my denims as I watched my two sisters kissing, just inches from my face.

Bonnie slowly stood without breaking her kiss with Haley, and Haley followed. Bonnie pulled me by the hand away from the couch and toward the bedroom. I scooped up Bonnie in my arms as the two girls continued kissing.

Bonnie pushed the bedroom door open behind us, and Haley suddenly stood up straight. Bonnie and I looked at her. Her face was pale, her wet lips open.

“I’m…” Haley gasped between ragged breaths, “scared.”

“Haley?” Bonnie whispered. “Are you a virgin?”

Haley nodded, and tears began to flow over her freckled cheeks.

“I don’t…want…” Haley gasped out, “to be anymore.”

“Haley, my husband is gentle, generous, and most definitely gorgeous. It’s going to hurt, but it made me the happiest girl in the world when I gave him my virginity. Now we get to share our happiness.”

“I love you, Bonnie,” Haley whispered.

I set Bonnie on her feet inside the bedroom, and Haley was on her in a flash, pulling her top off over her head and pulling her pants down for her to step out of. I noticed Bonnie’s toe nails were painted to match her new pink outfit, now making a puddle on the floor and glanced at Haley’s bare feet. Her toes sported a dark red smudge that matched her outfit.

As Haley stood back upright, Bonnie raised her top up off her body, but I had to help pull it up and off her arms since Bonnie couldn’t reach. Haley and Bonnie both giggled as Bonnie bent down and pulled the bottoms off her sister.

They turned and looked at me, each of them almost smiling. There was no denying it; they were definitely sisters, and I loved both of them.

Bonnie went to my denims as Haley pulled my sweatshirt up and over my head, then tossed it over her shoulder. Bonnie had my denims down around my ankles and Haley pushed me backwards onto the bed.

“Oh my…” Haley gasped.

“It’s pretty, isn’t it, Haley.”

“Might be the prettiest thing I ever seen, but will it fit?”

“He’s going to feel like he belongs inside you.”

Bonnie pushed me onto my back and climbed up onto the bed beside me.

Haley climbed up on the other side of me. I looked her up and down, for the first time since she was naked. Her breasts were as perfect as her sister’s, with pearl white areola surrounding her hard, pink nipples. The muscles under the skin of her tan, taut belly rippled as she moved, and there was a bright white patch of skin between her legs with a thatch of red hair in the center.

“I tan,” Haley giggled. “But the drapes match the carpet, kind of.”

I looked in her face, and she was blushing around her grin.

“I have no clue why my head don’t match my crotch.”

“Move up on the bed, little b… a little bit.”

My breath caught in my throat for a split second. Bonnie had almost called me little brother.

“A lot, Clyde. Last thing I need is one of erzurum escort us falling off the bed when I’m fixing to give you my virginity,” Haley giggled. “That might scar me for life.”

I knew that, without any doubt, we could never reveal to Haley that we were her brother and sister. Even if we didn’t finish what we had started, it would certainly, actually, scar her for life.

I pushed myself up on the bed until my feet were on the bed. Bonnie and Haley had started kissing over me, and when I stopped moving, they were directly above my hard, throbbing cock.

Bonnie slowly led her sister downward until their mouths were inches from my rigid cock. My wife lifted me to her mouth and licked the length.

Haley looked at me, then at Bonnie.

“I ain’t never touched a…a man’s…anybody’s dick before. Bonnie, are you certain this is fine with you?”

“If you love my husband like I love him, then I’m not just fine with it. I want you to have him like I have him.”

Haley looked at me, then whispered “I ain’t never told a man this, but I love you. Do you…”

I didn’t even let her finish her question. There was no doubt in my mind how I felt.

“I love you Haley.”

I felt Haley’s hand shaking as she grasped me in it, and gently move up and down my length.

“God, it’s even prettier from this angle, and up close. I just want to eat it up.”

“Nothing’s stopping you, Haley,” Bonnie urged her.

Haley’s mouth felt like molten silk as she took me inside. I felt Bonnie move across me, and looked from Haley’s head in my crotch to my wife. She was beside Haley, an arm around her back, her boobs against her side, and an arm under her, massaging a tit.

Haley began moaning and moving her head up and down my cock.

“You’re so wet, Haley. Are you ready?”

Haley nodded without releasing me from her lip lock. Bonnie gently moved her away and onto her back next to me, and I rolled above her.

“Haley, are you sure about this?” I gently asked the beautiful woman, my sister, under me.

“More than anything.”

“Use your hand, put me where you want me,” I instructed her gently.

Haley’s eyes widened and her mouth opened as she found her target with me.

“Ready?”

Haley bit her bottom lip, and nodded. I pushed forward, past the resistance. Haley squealed, and turned her face away from me. I could see her eye closed tightly and a drop of blood rise from her lip where her teeth had been as she moaned “Stopstopstop”.

I couldn’t stop, or move. I was as far inside her as I could go, and her strong, long legs had wrapped around me and were firmly holding me in place inside her.

Neither of us moved for a few seconds, but then Haley slowly opened her eyes and turned to look in my face. She was almost smiling.

“Fucking perfect, you…your cock inside me, so perfect, fuck me…”

I withdrew, slowly, from inside her, and as I began to push inside her again, she pulled my face to hers and kissed me hard. Her eyes never left mine, and barely even blinked as I bottomed out.

With each thrust in, she mumbled something. As our rhythm increased, so did her volume. Soon I could make out the one word she was repeated with each thrust of my cock into her velvety, tight pussy.

“Fuck…” Haley moaned, and tightened her hold on me, not just with her arms and legs, but with her pussy.

Soon, her body was rigid as she moaned, then suddenly screamed.

“Fuck!”

Her back arched, then bucked beneath me, then she thrashed wildly.

“fuckfuckfuckfuck” she moaned, barely even a whisper now. She tried to keep her eyes on mine, but her head was moving side to side too much.

Her back arched again and she froze there for a second before falling back, limp, onto the bed under me.

“Haley?” Bonnie’s voice rose.

Haley panted, but didn’t move otherwise.

“Haley!” Bonnie almost shouted.

“Fuck…” Haley moaned, and opened her eyes a little bit to look back at me, then her sister.

“My god, Haley, are you OK?” Bonnie whined.

“I wanna do that again,” she croaked out between gasps.

My intention was to pull out of her completely, but as my dick approached that point, Haley wrapped her legs around me and thrust herself up as she pulled me down inside her again.

“Fuck,” she moaned.

Her pussy felt like a fist around me now, pulling me inside her and trying to hold me there.

“Fuck.”

I didn’t want her to actually pass out, so I skipped the slow build up and began pumping in and out as fast as I could. I wanted to finish without killing her.

I managed to succeed, but just barely I think.

My balls tightened and exploded when her pussy clamped down on me and her back arched again.

She thrashed beneath me as I filled her with cum. Each jet of cum seemed to spur her to clamp down tighter with her pussy, until her thrashing stopped suddenly and her body went limp again.

Bonnie and I looked at each other. Bonnie looked worried, but only for a few seconds.

“No eskişehir escort wonder people love sex so much,” Haley wheezed. “I could feel every drop of your cum hitting the inside of my pussy.”

I rolled off Haley onto my back, and met Bonnie’s eyes. She smiled, and lay down on the other side of Haley.

My breathing was back to normal before anyone broke the silence.

“Is it lying to not tell something important?”

I lifted myself up on an elbow, and looked at Bonnie. She had lifted herself also, and was looking at me.

We shrugged our shoulders in unison.

“What do you mean, Haley?” Bonnie asked her.

Haley pushed herself up to lean her back against the headboard of the bed, but didn’t look at either one of us.

“If I know something, something big, and important, and don’t tell somebody I know it, is that lying?”

I really wanted to touch Haley’s gorgeous breasts, but didn’t think this was the right time.

“Haley, love, what are you talking about?” Bonnie asked.

“I know,” Haley stated, sounding like that was the end.

She raised her head and looked at me, then at Bonnie. She looked a little scared.

“What? What do you know?” Bonnie asked, without looking very concerned, but just a little. She wasn’t looking at me, but just at Haley.

“I know you’re brother and sister,” Haley whispered, almost silently.

“Oh!” Bonnie gasped, and looked at me wide-eyed.

“I know you’re my brother and sister.”

Bonnie gasped again, but louder this time. I saw no way out of this. She knew, and it didn’t sound like she had any doubts.

“I know you’re my brother and sister, and we all just had amazing, mind-blowing sex. Can we do it again before I go home in the morning?”

The silence was almost deafening, until Haley giggled.

“Am I wrong? It was pretty fucking amazing, right?”

Bonnie giggled, then laughed.

“It looked pretty fucking amazing,” Bonnie confirmed.

“And we’re all brother and sisters, too. Right?”

I looked at Bonnie. She looked confused.

“Ma told me a long time ago that I had a brother and sister that lived with other parents. When I got older, and could understand more, she told me all of it, even the ‘don’t tell pa’ part, cause he loves me like I’m his, and it would hurt him if I found out he wasn’t. She explained it didn’t make no difference who my real pa is, cause my really real pa is Rusty. He loves me, and nothing will change that, so he doesn’t need to ever know I know the truth.

“I’ve always known I had a brother named Clyde and a sister named Bonnie. I just never knew anything else about you.”

“Except our last name,” I corrected her.

“Yeah, I knew that. Ma told me I might need that later, to find you if I wanted to.”

“I don’t see how people don’t know we’re brother and sisters. You and Bonnie look so much alike.”

“Except she’s a giant, and I’m not,” Bonnie giggled.

“Does my Pa know you two are brother and sister?”

Bonnie nodded her head.

“He says there’s worse things a person can do than love the wrong pretty girl.” I added.

“Our Dad doesn’t know you’re his though. Or he doesn’t care, like about us either.”

“Bonnie!”

“It’s true Clyde. Has he tried to talk to either of us since we left home? Have either one of them tried to talk to us?”

“We don’t know that. They could be looking for us right now.”

“They don’t need to look for us. I told them I was going to the Bonomo Ranch to work.”

“Well, that’s disappointing.”

“I thought our parents should know where we are, or at least where I am. It was just the right thing to do, Clyde.”

“I meant disappointing they haven’t lifted a finger to talk to us in over three months, not that you told them.”

“Oh…”

Bonnie looked up at me, and almost smiled.

“Was that our first fight, little brother?”

“Wait!” Haley interrupted us.

“What?”

“We could all go visit them while I’m home.”

“You can’t tell him you’re his daughter, Haley. You just can’t.”

“I’m not going to, Bonnie. I’m not an idiot.”

“You don’t need to. I’m surprised nobody has figured it out already, as much as you two look alike.”

“Us two?” the women said in unison, looking at me.

“You two,” they said in unison again, but each pointed at the other two people in the room.

“Us two?” This time it was Bonnie and I speaking in unison.

“It’s so obvious you’re twins, but near everybody thinks you’re married.”

“Mom would know right away. She’d see Dad and me and you and Bonnie. We’d all look alike.”

“I don’t want to see them anyway. They don’t care. They might not even have noticed we’re gone. Clyde, I’m not going.”

“What’s he like?” Haley asked quietly.

“We don’t even know, Haley. He said three sentences to me the last two days I was there. ‘Muck out the stalls’, ‘we’re ready to eat dinner’, and ‘you got a job so pay rent’.”

I looked at Bonnie, and she was crying softly.

“Bonnie? What’s wrong?”

“I gaziantep escort don’t even remember the last time he said a sentence to me directly.”

**

“Are we like our parents, Clyde?”

“We look like Dad.”

I almost smiled at my sister.

“I’m serious, Clyde. Are we like our parents?”

We didn’t ever decide we were going to be different than our parents, because we just were different. They didn’t talk, they just existed with each other, and Bonnie and I talked more than anything. Bonnie was never hurt because I ignored or belittled her thoughts, and I looked forward to the end of my work day so I could hurry home and kiss my loving wife. My favorite parts of life were when I could be with Bonnie.

“I’m serious too. I just named every way we’re like our parents.”

I believed that.

“How do you know? Clyde, how do you know we’re not just younger versions of them?”

“Bonnie, what are we doing right now?”

“Talking.”

I chuckled.

“I mean besides that, but that by itself is different than them.”

Bonnie giggled back at me.

“We’re making lunch.”

“And what are we going to do with that lunch?”

“Pack it into your saddle bags and take it with us to eat after you ravage me on a blanket somewhere nobody can find us.”

“Can you imagine Dad and Mom doing anything like that?”

Bonnie’s belly laugh echoed in the kitchen as she shook her head.

“And what did you tell me this morning?”

“That I love you more than anybody, even your sister Haley?”

“Oh? She’s my sister now?”

Bonnie almost smiled at me under a devilish look in her eyes.

“You know she is, especially when I think about you two together, and I can watch my husband having sex with his sister. That’s about as naughty as three people can get, and it makes me so wet.”

“You think that’s more naughty than a man watching his wife have sex with her sister?”

“Clyde Steele, now you’re just trying to get me in bed again!”

“Yeah, is that a problem?”

Bonnie giggled.

“What else did you tell me at breakfast?”

Bonnie thought for a few seconds.

“That I was going to start a garden today?”

“Yeah, and what did I do?”

“You put on work clothes and got dirty with me in the garden.”

“Do you think Dad and Mom ever had days like our day today?”

She looked down at the floor, then found my eyes before she shook her head.

“Will we be better parents, or will we make broken kids like they made?”

“We’re…are we broken?”

“We never went to school. We never had friends. There are only three people in the world that know we’re brother and sister, and everybody else thinks we’re married.

“You’ve only ever had sex with your two sisters, and I’ve only had sex with my brother and my sister.” Bonnie whispered the last sentence.

I knew I was avoiding the other part of her question, and shouldn’t be. Having kids seemed like a pretty important part of it, but we had never talked about it.

“Our kids…” I started, but didn’t know where to go from there.

“I don’t want our kids to be broken, Clyde. Can we avoid that? Do we even know how?”

“We know how to make them broken.”

Bonnie nodded, and I could see her wide eyes filling.

“So we do the opposite. We send them to school in pretty clothes, have birthday parties for them, give them music lessons and sleepovers, buy them bicycles and toys, and kiss and hug them everyday, and tell them how wonderful they are.”

Bonnie smiled at me as her eyes overflowed down her beautiful freckled cheeks.

“But we don’t even know if we’re going to have kids, Bonnie.”

My beautiful sister wiped her eyes, then nodded her head.

“We are. In about six months.”

**

Haley was almost as much in our life as she had been when she wasn’t at school. We texted and talked on the phone every day, usually more than once. When I say we talked to her, Bonnie and I each talked to her, and sometimes together we talked to her.

Tonight was a night we wanted to talk to her together.

I thought she wasn’t going to answer and was about to hang up, but the video call connected.

“Hey guys,” Haley finally answered.

“Hi!” we replied in unison.

Bonnie started to giggle, but stopped short.

Haley looked tired. She was wearing a wrinkled tee shirt and her hair was disheveled.

“Are you OK, Haley?” Bonnie asked.

She looked directly into the phone and smiled a forced smile.

“I’m…fine. School’s just…I’m tired.”

“We wanted to call before you went out tonight. Saturday night and all,” Bonnie chirped at her sister.

“I’m staying in, so you’re all good.”

“We want you to be the first to know, Haley…” Bonnie almost sang at the phone. “We’re having a baby!”

Haley’s face crinkled up, then she burst into tears before her face disappeared behind her hair.

I looked at Bonnie. She looked worried. I was sure I did too.

“Haley?”

Except for her sobs, Haley was silent for a few seconds before we heard her groan.

“I am too.”

Bonnie gasped beside me, but I was confused.

“Haley, you’re…” Bonnie started to ask something, but didn’t finish.

Haley raised her tear covered face to the camera. To me, she looked like she was in agony as she nodded her head.

“Pregnant,” she moaned.

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At eighteen, Cassandra, Sandy I call her, could flirt better than any woman I had ever met. I was like pudding in her hands. Tracy knew it too. She’d literally give me a lap dance to get me to cough up money if I tried to resist her charms. I’d be left there nursing a massive hard-on, which she bounced away counting my money.

I got tired of the teasing and decided that to get my jollies my way if she wanted something from me. She asked me for twenty bucks and I told her I would if she let me feel on her butt. Tracy was right there and only chuckled. Sandy refused, and I kept my twenty bucks. The next afternoon she said that she’d let me feel her butt for thirty bucks, and I told her that it would have to be her coochie for thirty. She stormed away, but came right back and agreed.

She had on booty shorts with nothing underneath them, so I felt the full shape of her pussy with her mother standing their watching. I took my time moving my fingers over the curves of her pussy. I told Tracy that I was going to fuck her if she let me. Sandy rolled her eyes and told me to give her the money so she could go. Tracy laughed and said she wouldn’t blame me if I got it if she gave it to me.

Her friends were project chicks and was relying on her to come up with some money. She was the only one that was smart enough to get into college, and this was her guilt trip. Based on what I have given her in the past months, I figured out what she would have to do for how much.

Tracy was getting a kick out of me trying to her daughter’s booty. For the most part, Tracy and Sandy were just two women living in the same house. They weren’t best friends. Sometimes they were rivals, but they didn’t get on each other’s nerves.

All I could think about was getting some of Sandy’s pussy. I was restless, getting in and out of bed. Tracy had gone out early with her friends and had come home and passed out. Even a slap on her ass wouldn’t wake her.

It was about 2:30 AM, when Sandy got home from partying with her friends. I peeped from the darkness of my bedroom at the hall mirror that reflected into her bedroom. I could tell that she stripped naked, but I couldn’t see any of her good parts. I heard her stumble and then her bedroom lights went out.

I got back into my bed thinking about her laying in her bed naked. My imagination shored. I squeezed my dick visualizing slamming it deep into her tight pussy. I didn’t realize that I had fell asleep until I heard Tracy’s care pulling out the driveway. It was 6:30 AM. I was about to close my eyes again when it hit me that Sandy was tokat escort in her bed naked.

I jumped out of bed and crept to her bedroom door. My heart pounded as I peeked inside. I wanted to jump for joy. Her smooth even toned brown body laid on top of the covers. I was so excited; I felt that if I touched my dick I would cum on myself. I stayed in the doorway trying to calm myself down. Even my hands were shaking.

I hoped that she slept as hard as her mother. I figured that if I make an attempt to wake her, and she woke. There would be no harm done, that way I wouldn’t risk getting caught. I grabbed her leg and shook her calling her name out loud. She moaned, turned her hip and raised one of legs.

Sandy’s pussy came into view like a pot of gold. She was cleanly shaved and her brown pussy lips were slightly parted. I thought that maybe I was going to far, but her pussy looked so PHAT. I stood there staring at her juicy brown butt and her inviting pussy. What I really wanted was for her to give it to me. I looked over her and saw her tit under her arm. I reached sliding my hand under it, and gently squeezed. I moved my hand to her ass, rubbing and squeezing the plump brown flesh. I moved my fingers to her exposed pussy, parting the lips.

I knew I had gone to far. It was sexual assault. I pressed the tip of my finger into her moist cunt and then slowly removed my hand. She didn’t even stir. I sniffed then sucked my finger as I went back to my room to dress for work.

I jerked off in the shower thinking about fucking her. Sandy was one fine assed ghetto chick. I mean, my dick got hard again thinking that she was still naked in there as I dressed. I was being a jerk and I knew it. She was my wife’s daughter, my step-daughter, but she was so fine.

I tried to force myself not to look into her bedroom on my way to the kitchen, but I couldn’t help myself. I went back in there and put my hand back on her ass. She moaned and switched positions, but I kept at it. I pushed my middle finger into her pussy and she started moving with it. She was clearly dreaming.

I was about to take my dick out of my pants when I caught myself. I eased my fingers out of her and she curled up on her side. I backed out of her bedroom holding my pussy laced fingers in front of me.

I was kicking myself at work, trying to avoid doing anything that would have rubbed her fluids from my fingers. It was lunch time before I sucked my fingers, and then washed my hands. I was hooking up with Tracy at the food court in the Mall.

I told Tracy that the playing I’ve yozgat escort been doing with Sandy is getting a little out of hand. I told her straight that I wanted to fuck Tracy. She said that she knew that, but I could expect her not to get some from someone else too. I agreed that it was fair, but there was not guarantee that Sandy was going to give me some. Tracy laughed and told me to take it. She said that somebody had fucked Sandy while she slept, but she wouldn’t tell me who. She said that I couldn’t have missed her that morning, and I told her that I had seen.

Tracy and I talked more about Sandy as Tracy got dressed to go out with her friends. She gave her pussy a detailed shave and didn’t put on panties, so I know she had planned on fucking somebody. I didn’t question that at all. Tracy kissed me good luck when she left.

I went down to the strip, where the dance clubs were filled with younger people. I still like dancing, so I liked them better than the clubs Tracy and I went to. I drank and danced until about 2:30 AM. Neither Sandy nor Tracy was home yet. I was drunk too.

Tracy woke me as she was leaving for work. It was obvious that she hadn’t been home that night. I laid in bed staring at the ceiling after Tracy left. I took off my boxers and put on my robe.

Sandy’s bedroom door was closed, but unlocked. She laid on her stomach under the covers. My dick was throbbing and sticking straight out in front of me. I pulled back her covers and she was naked, just like I hope. I didn’t even feel her up like I did the day before. I climbed on the bed and guided my aching dick to her pussy.

I pushed my dick in her and realized right away that she had been fucked that night. She had cum in her. She moaned and mumbled as I slowly slid my dick in and out of her already soaked pussy. I didn’t fuck her hard, just steady until I added my cum with what was already in her. What I wanted was for her to be awake and to fuck me back. I covered her up and hit the shower.

I decide to take the day off. I had my dick in Sandy, but it was a hollow victory. I wanted fuck pound her pussy and have her begging me to do it again. I wanted her really bad.

Sandy got up around noon, I was making myself lunch. She asked me what I was doing home. I bragged that I had a career not a job. She told me to peel her off some of that career money, since I had it like that. I told her to peel me off some of her booty. She said that I was supposed to be her step-father and not trying to get in her draws. I said we didn’t have it like that.

She said that she zonguldak escort could use some money to go to the Mall. I asked her what she was going to give me for it. She laughed and said that I must want her ass pretty bad. I agreed. She said two hundred bucks. I said hell no. She said a hundred and fifty. I said she must be kidding. She said that her stuff was worth at least a hundred. I showed her a hundred dollar bill, and told her that she had to do more than be a dead fuck for a hundred bucks. She said, “What? Suck your dick?” I laughed. I told her that she probably didn’t know how to give a good blowjob, and she put her hands on her hips and cocked her head to the side. She said she be the best I ever had.

It was exactly what I wanted. She held her hand out for the money. I thought about it, and then told her to forget it, but she could still have the money. I told her that I couldn’t treat her like a whore, but it would be cool if she took off her t-shirt and let me make out with her real quick.

Sandy said that she was naked under t-shirt as she took it off. She stepped me and I grabbed hold of her. We went at it like animals. I sat her on the kitchen table and pounded her like it was going to be my last piece. I struggled to get my feet loose from pants, but I kicked free. I turned her over and slammed against her juicy booty. She resisted a bit when I put my dick to her asshole, but I drove it in anyways. I felt like I shot a gallon of cum in her ass.

She asked me had I fucked her while she was sleep. I said that I had. She said that I could do that if I didn’t want her mom to find out. I told her that her mom already knew. She was surprised. She asked me did I mind that her mother slept around with other men. I told her I didn’t mind, because her mom was cool with me trying to get some from her. Sandy thought that was cute and we started kissing again.

We fucked in the shower, and she did give a great blowjob. She liked that I couldn’t get enough of her and fucked her all over the house. I popped a couple of my Stay-Hard pills to help me out.

I was still fucking Sandy when Tracy got home from work. I came before I got off Sandy. I was so happy that I took them both out for an expensive diner. Tracy told me that she wanted to continue seeing the dude she had been going out with. I was cool with that since Sandy seemed very interested in continued what we got started.

Even though Tracy was seeing another dude, we still fucked about three times a week. I ended up getting Sandy pregnant. The three of us meshed and actually started doing threesomes. That started with Sandy licking my balls while I was fucking Tracy. Sandy pulled my dick out and sucked on her mother’s pussy.

Sandy and my son stayed at home while he attended the local college, and I caught him fucking Tracy while she slept. He and I switch fucking Sandy and Tracy while they slept.

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I arrive home and toss the car keys on the table. ‘Mom, I’m back.’

‘Did they catch the train?’

‘Yes, no problem. Dad and I even had time for a quick drink in the buffet.’

I collapse onto the sofa as you walk in from the kitchen and sit opposite me. Not for the first time I cast my eyes over your face and body and marvel at your sexiness.

‘Good,’ you say. ‘Your gran rang ten minutes before you returned to check everything was fine.’

‘Yes, fine. I’m going for a shower, Mom. Want to watch a DVD?’

‘That would be wonderful Chris. It’s been ages since it was just the two of us.’

..

You’re sitting in your usual spot on the sofa and look up as I enter the lounge. ‘Oh, you’re in your dressing gown.’

‘Yes, Mom, I’m off to bed after the film.’

I settle next to you and you give me an affectionate kiss on the cheek. ‘Gran’s so excited at knowing Claire is on her way,’ you say. ‘Such a shame they live so far away. She misses her granddaughter.’ You press the remote to start the DVD and rest your head on my shoulder. ‘This is good,’ you whisper. ‘Just us two.’

‘Mom, I need to talk. It’s kinda serious.’

‘OK, son. What’s it about?’ Your eyes are on the TV screen watching the warning about illegal copies of movies.

‘It started just after Claire was born and you came back from the hospital.’

You put the DVD on pause ‘What about it? You have me curious.’

‘It was a few weeks after my eighteenth birthday. Didn’t understand what was happening to me. You recall when the midwife came to the house because you weren’t able to breast feed Claire?’

‘Yes, she was struggling to suckle.’

‘You opened your blouse … the bra undid at the front. You unfastened it and lifted your breasts out.’

You turn to face me. ‘Son, that was normal. Because Claire wasn’t getting my milk, the midwife was checking my teats … but maybe you shouldn’t have been watching.’

‘Hm, maybe, but it was amazing. You being naked gave me a funny feeling in my stomach.’

‘I’m sorry you were watching, but I’m sure those feelings were natural. It’s ok, Chris.’

‘But, the thing is, you didn’t put them away after the midwife left and I couldn’t stop gazing at them. They were beautiful and … they still are.’

You chuckle. ‘I would hope so, it wasn’t that long ago. Look son, I think I understand. Obviously, boys have urges and are curious about women. As you get older you’ll find out more I’m sure.’

‘Mom, you’re right, but the point is now I understand. I have … I have sexual feelings for you. Can’t stop fantasising about being in your bed and playing with your boobs.’

You blush and clearly you’re shaken by what I’ve told you, so probably don’t notice I’ve moved so our bodies are touching.

‘You musn’t fantasise about me … really, you shouldn’t … it may be natural but …’

I’m tight up against you on the sofa with your right arm trapped between our bodies. I put my arm around your shoulders. ‘Can I kiss you, Mom?’

‘No! Oh son … oh, oh’ I suspect, to take your mind of what’s happening, you absent mindedly pick up the remote from your lap and shut off the TV. ‘No, Chris … this has gone far enough … sorry, but …’

I grab your free hand and transfer it to my hand, the one around your shoulders. You’re helpless, but my right hand is free to roam. ‘Just one kiss … please’

‘Chris, what are doing? Don’t hold me so tight. … oh … ok, just one kiss, if you promise to behave.’

Our mouths meet and my tongue pushes against your lower lip. I groan with pleasure. You return the kiss, but won’t part your lips to allow my tongue to play in your mouth and, almost immediately, you break away. My fingers grip your chin and I kiss you again. This time with short, tender kisses. After each kiss, I pull back an inch or two, then my lips are back on yours. Nothing demanding and no tongues, just gentle brushes of my lips against your lower lip and then, your top lip. Time stops and the only noise is our heavy breathing and the occasional sigh.

When you pull back, your eyes are closed and your face has a soft glow. You open your eyes and almost smile at me. ‘Son, I don’t feel right about this intimacy, but the way you kiss me excites me and maybe, maybe, because it’s so undeniably wrong, it’s even more thrilling.’

This time, you kiss me. Our kisses are firm, our mouths pressed hard together, less tender, replaced with passion, such passion you don’t notice my errant fingers undoing the middle buttons of your blouse. You don’t notice what I’m doing until my hand slides inside and captures your left breast.

You pull your lips from mine and look down at my hand’s invasion. ‘Oh son … ohhhh …. No, ohhhhh.’

‘Darling Mum, I’ve never been so excited. How I’ve longed for this.’ I pull down the lace cup and groan at the feel of your bare flesh.

‘Ohhhhh …. Oh son … oh, shit … don’t … ohhh.’

I pull on the nipple and roll it around. ‘Mom, is this what I should do to your nipple? Do you like it?’

‘Stop, you must stop … this instant.’

It’s clear you aren’t ordu escort going to make it easy for me. I need to go to the next stage. I retrieve the handcuffs from the pocket of my dressing gown and snap one cuff on the wrist I’m holding.

Your head shoots around. You stare at the handcuff. ‘What … where?’

‘Recognise them? Sorry, Mom, I borrowed them from Dad’s bedside cabinet.’

Your face is flaming, part embarrassment and, judging from the expression on your face, even more fury.

I half turn and raise your right arm so both wrists will be manacled. You struggle, fighting me as I lift your arm. I’m in no hurry as the exertion causes your breasts to bounce behind the confines of your blouse. Such a wonderful sight. Eventually, you tire and accept defeat. I manacle the other wrist.

‘Comfortable?’ I enquire.

There’s no answer, but you look over your shoulder as my hand searches behind the sofa. From a hook in the wall, I retrieve the cord tied to the base of the sofa in the early hours of the night. I fasten it around the handcuff chain. ‘That’s to stop you bringing your hands over your head.’

I’m unable to comprehend the thrill of having my darling Mom at my mercy, so wonderfully vulnerable. My hands tremble with excited lust as they close around your boobs. They’re not massive, but my hands struggle to cover their expanse. You struggle again, but it’s pointless as I grope them. I straddle your knees and take full advantage of your helplessness, squeezing them through the soft material, kissing the outside of your blouse, trying to control my excitement after waiting so long.

I gaze into your eyes as I pull the blouse out of your skirt, but you avoid mine. I so wanted us to share this superb experience, but it seems I’ll be disappointed. I undo the remaining buttons, each one sending a thrill through my body as I get nearer to seeing you topless. I’ve waited so long to undress you. I open the two halves of your blouse and pull down the other bra cup. ‘Mum, they’re not as big as they were, but they’re still large and amazing. Oh Mum, you’re beautiful.’

For the next few minutes, I play with them, hold them, stroke and kiss them all over, even lift them so I can kiss the underside. Despite your anger at me, your nipples have swollen and are firm to the touch. I lift your breasts and suckle you, which is when your breathing becomes a tad heavier. As my tongue teases your teat I look into your face. Your head rests against the sofa and your eyes are closed as I tenderly suckle you.

‘Ohhhhhh son … oh!’

‘Darling mother. What were you thinking while I was gazing at your breasts just over a year ago?’

‘I was thinking what I’m thinking now. We shouldn’t be doing it. It was wrong for you to stare at your mother’s breasts and I should have known better than allow you.’

‘Maybe, but you didn’t stop me and I watched you for a long, long time.’

‘It was stupid of me,’ you admit. ‘I watched you ogling my boobs and I confess, yes, it made me feel good.’

I stroke my hand over the swell of your breast and pull on your nipple as I roll it. ‘Does this make you feel good as well?’

You sigh. ‘Oh son … yes … but …but … please don’t.’

‘OK, if you’re sure.’ I turn your face toward me and place tender, but passionate kisses on your mouth. You kiss me back, but pull away afterwards.

‘Why do you resist me, Mum? I want to give you pleasure. Please. I want you to enjoy what I’m doing to you.’

‘Because it isn’t right. Please uncuff me, Chris. If we stop now, I promise it will be forgotten. I accept you’ve had this desire for me all these years and now you’ve taken what you want, release me.’

I stand up and undo the cord around my waist and shed my dressing gown. Your eyes watch every move. Underneath, I’m wearing tight Adam briefs, the only underwear to contain my erection. I pull them down and my cock is released.

Your mouth drops open as you gaze at the solid pole which is aimed at your face.

‘Oh, Son, I wish you hadn’t done that. This is getting out of hand.’

‘That’s due to you Mom. It’s your body. It’s amazing. I didn’t tell you before, but I used to fantasize. I’d stand by the side of your bed and you’d wake and sit up. Take me with both hands and wank me until I came all over your boobs. Was that bad to think that way?’

‘Oh son, yes and no.’ You shake your head from side to side. ‘I don’t think you should fantasize about me … but maybe it’s ok. I don’t know, I really don’t.’ You pause and it’s clear, you’ve thought of something. ‘Chris, do you want me to do that now? I can see you’re over excited, but if you release me from the cuffs I’ll be able to satisfy you. Will you let me go then?’

My hands grasp your knees and before you can close your legs I kneel between them. ‘I appreciate the offer, Mom, but I want to give you pleasure as well.’

There’s a look of panic on your face as I pull up the hem of your skirt until it rests just below your bra.

‘No son! No you musn’t. Now you’re going too far … no. Please Chris, you can’t.’

I pull down osmaniye escort your tights. Not an easy job with you sitting on them, but I manage. ‘But a moment ago, you were offering to wank me. Can’t I do the same for you?’

‘Oh son … no … oh, this isn’t real.’

‘Mom, please don’t be frightened. I’m only going to put my fingers in your pussy. Mom, I’m not going to rape you. I would never hurt you that way.’

I stop in surprise. Your panties look wet. I touch them and yes, they are, they’re soaked. My hand strays upwards and they’re almost as wet and finally, I push my fingers lower into the crack of your bottom. Drenched!

You sigh each time I touch you. ‘Mom, you’re wet! Are you alright?’

There’s a pause as you focus on my question. ‘Yes, of course. Why the surprise?’

I’m confused and there’s silence as I try to figure what’s going on. It’s you who breaks the silence. ‘Chris, I would have expected you to know the significance of wet panties at your age … ‘You shake your head in disbelief. ‘Surely not … are you a virgin?’ I blush and stammer, ‘Yes.’ You frown as you see my scarlet face. ‘Son, it’s nothing to be ashamed of, but you’re a handsome, fit young man. I find it hard to believe.’

Can I tell you that I’ve never had any interest in girls, because you’re the only one I’ve ever desired? I decide now is not the time. ‘Mom, I know about a woman’s anatomy and know what I should do, but didn’t realise … what is it, is it lubricant?’

‘Oh, you sweet boy. Yes, of course. It’s the same as your pre-cum.’

I take a moment to absorb this new information and smile at the outcome. ‘So, I generate pre-cum when I’m excited and in the same way I guess you’ve been aroused by what I’ve done to you. Is that right?’

‘Well … yes. But Chris, it doesn’t change anything. Ok, I’m as you say, ‘aroused,’ but this is still wrong. I’m your mother and I want you to stop … now.’

I laugh, not a guffaw, but a little louder than a chuckle. ‘As you say, it doesn’t change a thing, except now I know I’m giving you pleasure. Mom, I love you, I adore you and now I can prove it as I continue to play with your body until you cum. Cum over my fingers or my tongue, who knows which it will be.’

‘No, you can’t. Listen to me, please.’

‘Whisht, Mom, no more talk.’ Your silk panties thrill me as I can so easily feel your pussy through the thin wet material. I stroke my fingers up and down the parting of your pussy lips and you begin to sigh once more. I push the material a little way inside your entrance. You love that even more. Gently, I tug at the sides of your panties until I see light brown hairs, the colour that matches the longish hair that reaches down to the nape of your neck. I succeed in pulling them down to your ankles without allowing you the chance to completely close your thighs and stop my access.

I explore the soft down that hides your pussy lips and, as I press my fingers through the hairs to your opening, you part your legs and raise your knees. My lips lower and kiss your inner thighs, feeling the warmth from your pussy on my cheeks. I trail my lips up and down your outer lips, relishing every soft sigh you make as my kisses touch your swollen labia. It’s hard to believe my mother is enjoying every caress my lips plant on her velvet flesh.

I part your lips, open you, and a trickle of moisture dribbles out and slides down to your anus. I open you wider and my rampant tongue invades your beautiful hole.

‘Oh baby, that feels incredible, but … but, you have to stop.’
I love your taste as I leisurely French kiss your pussy. As I explore inside your treasure, my finger tips close around your clitoris. You gasp at the touch and at once you’re wetter. I squeeze and carefully pull on it, stretching the wonderful nub of extreme pleasure.

For the next few minutes we enjoy this taboo intimacy, the son doing things a son ought never do to his mother, she taking such secret pleasures that only her lover should provide. We’re both relaxing in this leisurely fervour until I feel an elation building in you, an approaching climax of passion. ‘Ohhhh, darling. You’re going to make your mother cum. Oh, my baby, this is so, so sweet.’ You tremble as the orgasm takes over your body. It’s fantastic that I’m the cause of such fulfillment in my lovely mother. For a few wondrous moments you cry in ecstasy and coat my fingers with a gentle spray of love.

While you slowly return to normal, I retrieve the key from my pocket, stretch alongside you and hold you close. I undo the handcuff.

‘What are you doing, Son?’

‘Releasing you, of course.’

‘No, not yet,’ you whisper. ‘Lock it, darling.’

‘But why?’

‘If you force Mommy to take your prick into my mouth, it would be impossible for me to resist.’

‘I’d never force you, Mom.’

‘But if you were unable to control your lust, I would have no choice but to wait as you press your cock into my helpless mouth. There wouldn’t be an option, if you had no sympathy for my weakness. I’d have to accept every inch of my son’s hardness as it sinop escort pushed between my lips.’

I look into your eyes and see the desire. ‘You look so defenseless. I’m sorry Mom, but I can’t resist. You’ll have to take me into your mouth.’

‘That’s what scares me, son. I’m at your mercy. I implore you, please be gentle. It would be cruel if you forced me to suck on your prick until you shoot all that hot spunk into my mouth.’

I begin to walk to the kitchen.

‘Where you going?’

‘Need a towel to catch my … my cum.’

You smile. ‘I’ve just told you, you won’t need that. Even so, strip me naked in case I can’t swallow it all or, if you jet loads, I start to choke. Don’t want any on my skirt.’

I strip off your skirt, but leave your bra. Often, part dressed is sexier than naked and your bra, crumpled under your breasts, makes me even hornier.

I straddle you, cup your boobs and aim my cock for your mouth. Your tongue meets it and licks over my glans. ‘Mmm, Mom, your tongue is driving me crazy.’ Your nipples are firm against my palms as I squeeze your breasts. You’re licking my pre-cum as it dribbles from my purple helmet. I watch with fascination as you bring your head forward and commence sucking my length into your mouth. You moan as you take me and when your head stops, I ask, ‘Enough?’ You nod your head up and down. I groan with pleasure as I take in what is about to happen. My mother is about to bring me to a climax in her mouth. I pull back until my glans is visible, before slowly returning it into your gentle orifice, every nerve sensing the texture of your wet tongue sliding over my skin. My hands are holding your boobs, thumbs rubbing erect nipples as I make love to your beautiful face. Despite the languid travel of my cock, the enormity of what you’re doing to me results in a quick and sudden discharge. I whimper as cum empties into your mouth. ‘Mmm,’ you groan, the sign of your pleasure causing more fountains to explode into your willing mouth. Eventually, I’m spent and I remove my cock. I kiss you. Tender kisses for the lady who has fulfilled so many of her son’s fantasies.

‘I’ll release you, darling.’

‘We haven’t finished.’

‘I’m sorry, Mom.’ I smile. ‘What pleasure can I provide for my wonderful mother?’

‘Make love to me.’

‘I’ve already told you that was never the plan.’

‘Fair enough, but it’s mine.’

‘Mom, you only say that because you’re horny, but you know I wouldn’t leave you frustrated.’ I kiss you and smile. ‘There are so many ways I can satisfy you.’

‘Son, I’m going to tell you what I’ve hidden since you saw me back then. Your obvious enjoyment of my breasts back then stirred something in me. I didn’t feel in the least sexy at the time; hadn’t yet lost the weight of pregnancy and your dad wasn’t interested in me. When you showed so much interest, enough to produce an erection – yes, I noticed – it made me feel special. My panties were wet, very wet, and we now know what that means, don’t we?’ You smile at my discomfort. ‘It wasn’t just that. If it had been a stranger I would have covered myself and felt disgust, but because it was you, the boy I loved so much, it was extra special. It meant so much, darling Chris.

‘What happened caused me to develop sexual feelings which I kept hidden, but lately my desire has blossomed and those feelings returned with an extra potency. You were so handsome and virile, despite that, I would never have acted on those urges in case I damaged our close relationship.

‘However, the handcuffs released me of any responsibility. It was your decision to take me and even though I tried to persuade you, I couldn’t. With every word of discouragement I uttered, in my mind I was begging you, urging you on to even more outrageous acts. Chris, would you have made me give you a blow job?’

‘No, of course not. I wanted too, wanted it so much, but no I wouldn’t degrade you.’

‘I know you so well, my darling boy. I knew it was up to me to suggest it. Even talking about it was turning me on. The more I talked, the hotter I became.’ You take a breath. ‘Now, please leave the cuffs on. Even though I’m asking you to make love to me, even though I now accept responsibility for your next act, I want to feel submissive. For as long as it takes, I want to believe that you’ll take me, you’ll dominate me, you’ll have your wicked way with me and all the other cliché expressions when a man seizes what he wants.’

‘C’mon wench,’ I chuckle and you groan. I laugh. ‘Mom, it was a joke. I promise no more comments like that.

I untie the cord and pull you to my bedroom using the cuffs. I push you onto my double bed and lock the door.

I lie on my back beside you. ‘Pleasure me!’

‘OK, Sir.’ You turn onto your side and kiss my nipple as your hand strokes my midriff. My already stiff cock stands higher in anticipation of your next move. Your fingers trace lower as your mouth follows, kissing my eager body. Your hand reaches my cock and leaves a trail of ecstasy as it moves upward. Your mouth follows and works its way on the opposite side, tonguing the stream of pre cum from bottom to top. Fingers and mouth meet at the peak and use every sexual means to bring me to a climax. I’m gasping and moaning at this onslaught on my already rampant cock. Just when I feel I can’t hold back, you lower your sweetness and position it a hair’s breadth from my twitching cock.

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My step sister had called me and asked me if I would stop by Blacksburg on my way to my business meeting. Her son Ryan attends college there, and stays homesick. I was heading that way anyway, so I agreed to take him a special care package she had assembled. It was a large box full of home made snacks, new clothes and a few toiletries. She also gave me the key to his Apt.; he stays so busy with sports and school. She was afraid that I would get there and her son would be out and I would not be able to deliver him his package. I loaded up my car and headed out.

While I was driving I was thinking about some of the strange things that had happened in the past year. My nasty divorce, my 34th Birthday and the fact my nephew Ryan has been acting so STRANGE around me. For example, it was the Fourth of July and I noticed how Ryan could not keep his eyes off of me. I noticed an erection in his pants and how he excused himself to the bathroom for a long time. I know how teenage boys get, the slightest breeze and they are hard. I overlooked that first incident.

I also remember the time he stayed all night at the house and I overheard a conversation with some friends. He was telling them how he was fantasizing sexually about an older woman. Was it a coincidence the older woman he described to his friends, described me to a T? I knew Ryan was sexually active and from what I had heard he was pretty good. So why did I think he would be thinking of me when he could have anyone? I am his Aunt; there is no way he could have been talking about me.

Then my mind wandered to Thanksgiving break, my divorce was still fresh. I was staying with my sister until I could find a place of my own. Ryan had come home from College. I was staying in his room. He told me he would take the couch, I thought that was sweet. That night I was asleep and woke during the night to find Ryan standing in my door, just watching me. I asked him what was wrong. He just replied with, I heard a noise thought you were having a nightmare. I came to check on you Aunt Karen and he walked away. A few minutes later I could hear moans and groans coming from the den. I got up to see what was going on to find Ryan on the couch stroking his huge cock. Ryan’s body was shaking and convulsing as he squirted a thick stream of cum into the air. The stream of cum landed on his stomach. Ryan just laid there panting.

The next time was when Ryan came home for Christmas kırşehir escort break. I had my own apartment by this time. My sister had so many guests Ryan didn’t have a place to sleep. She had asked me if he could stay in my extra bedroom. Of course I agreed to let him stay. That night I was in the shower. I had my water sprayer on high massage. I was letting it hit my back. I couldn’t resist, I placed the water sprayer on my pussy and was letting the forceful stream of water hit my clit. I was just about to cum when I felt a cold breeze hit me. I opened one eye to see Ryan standing in the door watching me masturbate with the shower head. I thought about stopping but my body would not let me. As the water hit my clit, I let out a loud moan as I came. My body was shaking it felt so good to cum that hard. I noticed the door close and Ryan was gone. I was drying off when I could hear a moan come from the guest bedroom, it was Ryan, and he was masturbating again. This time I distinctly heard him say “Yes, Aunt Karen yes.” I never told him or anyone that I heard him that night.

I arrived at the University around 8 that night. I was so tired from the drive in. I was hoping he was not there. I could just use my key, drop off his package and leave. I walked to his door and used my key. I walked in; I heard music coming from the bedroom. I laid the package on the kitchen table and walked to the music. I stepped in the room to find Ryan in his computer chair, naked, stroking his cock to my picture on his computer screen. My first response was to be angry, and then I felt flattered. A boy who has such a large cock and could have any girl he wanted chose to think of me when he touches himself. His legs were spread wide apart, his head was leaned back on the chair, his eyes were closed and his huge cock was throbbing. The head of it was cherry red and shiny from pre cum. I cleared my throat. ” hum ggruumm.”

Ryan nearly jumped out of his skin trying to get the picture of me off his screen and trying to cover himself. “Uh, Aunt Karen, I didn’t think you would, um be here until, um later.” He said.

He held a towel over his errection and said “Uh, I don’t know what you saw? But, uh it was, it was.”

“Well Ryan, I replied, I guess it kinda takes me by surprise. I should be angry or sickened. But I’m not. I am actually flattered.”

” Really? You mean that?” Ryan said in malatya escort a creaking voice.

“Yeah, don’t stop on my account Ryan, blue balls are bad for your health. You should finish.” I replied with a sex kitten look.” But that isn’t a very good picture of me. Wouldn’t you rather look at the real thing?”

Ryan just stood there confused but turned on. He just shook his head yes. “Ryan, would you like to see my breasts? I said seductively as I walked towards him.

Ryan could not spit out a word, He just shook his head yes. I walked in front of him removing the towel from his lap. Exposing his throbbing hard cock. I took my finger and ran it across the tip, wiping the pre cum off the head. I placed my finger in my mouth, closed my eyes and savored the taste of his young pre cum. I slowly removed my black shirt, button by button revealing the biggest breasts I am sure he has ever seen. They are generous size D. Ryan’s eyes got big as I stood there in a black lace bra and a pair of tight jeans. I placed my hands on the front clasp and released my huge breasts for him. My nipples protruded in the chilly air. By this time his huge cock was pulsating. “Ryan, would you like to touch me?” I said.

Ryan stood up and moved towards me, his eyes looked so hungry. He stood in front of me and placed his hands on my huge titts. Rolling my nipples between his finger tips like grapes. He was gentle; I could tell this was his first time with titts as big as mine. I placed my hands on his shoulders and rubbed them down his back. I ran my hands up to his head; placing my hands in his hair I forced his face into my titts. I threw my head back as his tongue found my nipple. It had been so long since I had someone touch me like that. What happened next was a blur.

I found myself in his lap sucking his cock. It was so thick it stretched the sides of my mouth. I had his entire cock down into my throat. Ryan was moaning “Oh, Aunt Karen, no one has ever had my cock so deep in their throat. Suck me Aunt Karen..mmmm..yes Oh God Yes. Please don’t stop!”

I was sucking him hard and deep. My hands were massaging his balls. I took a finger tio and made my way around to his ass. I took a finger tip and place it in his pink hole. Massage his rim, Ryan jerked and screamed ” Oh Yes..I’m gonna cum!”

I kept sucking and licking hard. I placed another finger in his ass. Ryan’s body Shook niğde escort as he filled my mouth full of cum. “Yes Aunt Karen, Yes! Swallow my cum Aunt Karen.AHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” As I milked his cock with my mouth. Swallowing every drop.

I got on my feet and looked at him laying there. Ryan spoke up with his eyes still shut ‘Aunt Karen, how did you, how did you know?”

“Baby, I have known since the Forth of July last year. I was hoping I was right?” I replied.

“Oh, you were. I have watched you for a while now, and I know most people would think it was sick, but I have wanted to fuck you for so long.” Ryan replied still panting.

“Well, you need to make that fantasy come true.” I said.

When I said that Ryan’s cock came back to life. He walked over to me and un buttoned my pants. Sliding them and my panties down in one swift shove, I stepped out of them. As I stood there before my nephew nude, his cock was rock hard. I told him “Ryan, I am not like the girls you are used to, I like to be fucked hard. It is impossible for you to hurt me.”

Ryan just smiled and shoved me to the bed. I lost my footing not expecting to be shoved down so hard. Ryan got on top of me and positioned his body on mine. Taking my legs and placing them on his shoulders he shoved his hard thick cock in my pussy. I had not had sex in a while, when he shoved it in my body flinched. And I screamed in pain and pleasure. “I can’t hurt you huh? Take this!” Ryan said as he drove his cock inside of me deeper.

I started screaming “Fuck me! Fuck me harder you little bastard! FUCK ME! YES!”

Ryan kept pounding my pussy hard. “Oh Aunt Karen, your pussy…oh GOD YES!” He could feel me getting tighter and hotter.

I screamed “I’m gonna cum..yesssssssssssssssssssss.yesssssssssssssss!” I arched my back and came all over his cock.

Ryan feeling my hot cum could not stand it anymore he had to cum.” Aunt Karen, I’m gonna cum, where do I do it?”

I said “Pull it out and I will take care of it.”

Ryan was showing my pussy no mercy he screamed and pulled his cock out, I grabbed it and started jacking it shooting his hot cum all over my titts and face. I was covered in cum. Ryan slid off my body and laid beside of me. Panting hard, he looked over at me. My tits and face covered in a thick layer of cum. “Aunt Karen…..You are amazing.” Ryan panted.

“No baby, you are.” I replied.

We laid there and Ryan fell asleep. I got up and took a shower. After I got dressed I wrote Ryan a note. Dear Ryan, I had to head to my meeting. I will be back this way on Thursday, Hope to see you then. You are a wonderful lover. I am looking forward to more special time with you Love, Aunt Karen

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Nothing ever happens around here or so I thought. Till one day there was a hunt for two guys that robbed a bank across the river. There boat was found on our side for the river turned over and empty. The authorities think that on the way across the river the two men got into a fight and some how killed or hurt one another to the point that neither could swim to shore. Well they were guessing right about that. Both men did die and fall from the boat. I know because I saw them kill one another. The river at this point up stream from the bay is very swift running at low tide. So I guess both bodies were washed out into the bay where I am sure they were quickly consumed but crabs and other bottom feeders.

Our little town has just about wasted away since the larger docks and fishery have been built farther up the bay. Long ago even before I was born our docks burned and many boats were destroyed. This area just never recovered. Now all we have are a few dozen private boats and tourist tour boats that run up the river and bay. Not much to keep the younger people in town and not much to do for those of us that did.

After school I wanted to go to college but my Dad got very sick and Mom asked me to say and help. I got a job at the local new paper working just a few days a week drawing cartoons about what ever the editor Mr. Rogers wanted to have some fun with. The locals started to get a kick out of the cartoons and Mr. Rogers editorials. So I got more work and pay. Even after Dad died I stayed on at the paper working and living at home.

Mom and I get along well enough. She has a small dress shop down by the docks on Front Street and the paper is just a few blocks along towards that end of town. So in the morning we would walk together from home to work. My Mom is a lovely lady of only forty-six. She is nearly ten years younger than Dad was. We started doing things together and going out together even if it was only to drive over the Bay City to go shopping.

We grew ever closer and then one day we were in the kitchen together fixing breakfast. It was a Sunday and we were not going to work so we were dressed in our night shirts. My night wear consisted of a Long T-shirt and jockey shorts. Mom’s was dressed in a silk night gown that was sheer and easy to see through. So up until that one moment we had never given much thought to what or how we felt about one another. She was Mom and I was her son period.

Mom was standing near the stove and I was getting water for the coffee maker from the sink. She turned toward the refrigerator and I turned toward the counter where the coffee maker was sitting. We came face to face and the coffee pot fell out of my hand.

I quickly bent to grab it before it hit the floor. Mom did the same thing. Together we managed to slow the fall of the glass pot so it did not brake but in the process we banged our heads together so hard Mom fell flat on her back. Her night gown was pulled well above her hips also some how my shorts were pulled down to my knees.

I was knocked back and landed on my knees. I started to get up but I lost my balance and went head first right between my Mother’s legs. I managed to put one hand out to brake my fall. Two of my fingers ended up in Mom’s pussy followed by my mouth. I was dazed and yet I knew just what I was doing and where my mouth was.

I should have jumped up, pulled away and apologized for my clumsiness. But I did not do that at all. What I did to was to place my mouth tight to her pussy and started licking her clitoris. I have had a few girl friends and I am not a stupid kids that has not been around I knew just want I was doing. It had happened in one split second and since it was not planed I had to guess what I was doing was because I somehow had wanted it to happen. As I have heard things happen for a reason.

I knew Mom was not knocked out but she was just stunned as her eyes were open. I was not too worried about her health. I did notice a small gasp as I lick my tongue over her clitoris. I wiggled a finger that was deep on her as I licked her again. This time she gave out a moan and her body seemed to shutter. I wiggled both fingers that were in her pussy and rubbed my tongue harder across her clitoris. She moaned and she involuntarily took my head in her hands. She pulled her legs up and held them wide apart giving me more room to work my magic. I sucked hard on the fatty mound and she yelled “Oh, My God Dwight. Oh, my God. “I somehow got the feeling she was really enjoying this so I wiggled my head back and forth so my tongue rubbed rapidly across her clitoris. Mom cried out and grabbed my hair pulling my mouth tight to her wet pussy as she gave up a climax. I felt sure this was one that had been long suppressed and one she needed to have for a long time.

It was several minutes after her wonderful climax that we just laid there my mouth still pressed to her. I felt her relax as her legs went limp as she let them return to the floor. I pulled gebze escort my mouth from her sweet juicy pussy and lifted my head to see Mom looking down at the top of my head.

I rose up and moved up so I was laying along side her. She turned her head to look at me and I leaned down and kissed her on the mouth. My mouth was wet with her juices and she did not seem to mind. I touched her lips with my tongue and she opened her mouth to let me dart my tongue into her mouth. My hand came up to fine a nipple that was stiff and a breasts that was full and firm. I twisted the nipple between my fingers and pulled on it at the same time.

She winced at the pain of my fingers pulling her nipple hard. Yet I also felt her give off a shutter that told me she was not unhappy with my torture of her nipple. I really don’t have any idea why I was doing such a thing I am not one that is into pain or hurting another person for any reason sexual or other wise. But I did get the feeling she liked it and wanted more of it. Pain can be as stimulating as any other kind of attention. Or so I once read about kids that want attention even if the get spanked for the reactions.

My mom was reacting to my hurting her as if she wanted more attention so I gave her more pain as I bit her lip so hard I almost drew blood. She wiggled and wrapped her arms around me. She kissed me hard and reached down to find my cock was erect and hard as it had ever been. Her grip was like a vise she jerked hard and pulled the foreskin well back I thought it was going to tear. But the feel of her hand on me was electrifying. My cock throbbed and jerk I thought I was going to cum in her hand.

I quickly rolled over on my back and took Mom’s head in my hands. I said “Your turn.” and pushed her head down as I moved myself up. Mom did not resist but got the idea and move to help get in position. She never looked back at me or gave any sign that she did not want to do that which I was asking her to do. All I saw was the back of her head a thick mass of dark hair. What I felt was her mouth engulf my cock head then more of my cock. She moved her mouth down over my cock taking most of it deep in her mouth. My mother was willingly sucking my cock and doing one hell of a job of it. Her mouth was like fire it burned me up on the inside as my emotions raged. The feel of her mouth on my cock was beyond anything I could have ever imaged oral sex could have been between mother and son. Her mouth was warm, soft and feeling wonderful. I cried out “Oh shit Mom I am going to cum.” She only took more of my cock into her mouth as the first spurt of cum left my cock. I came for want seemed to me the longest climax I had ever had. She managed to suck every drop and lick my cock clean before she let it slip from her mouth. After a few minutes I stood and helped my mother to her feet. I took her in my arms and we kissed as lovers. I cupped a cheek of her ass and felt her tits but never took my lips from hers.

I managed to get her back up to her bedroom and laid her on the bed. There I removed my t-shirt and I pulled her night gown off over her head. I lay down and took her naked body in my arms. One nudge and she rolled over on top of me. Her tits were crushed to my chest. Her pelvis was grinding into my own. My cock was once more hard and sticking up between her legs. She sat up with her knees on either side of my hips. She lifted her body up and with a hand she guided my erection to the opening of her sweet juicy cunt. She lowered her self down over my cock.

My cock disappeared into her pussy and she let her head fall forward till her chin was touching her chest. Her eyes were closed and she was rhythmically rocking her hips to music only she could hear. I picked up on the beat and lifted my hips in time with her motions. I felt my cock flit back and forth in her pussy. I was fucking my mother, “My God I was fucking my mother.” and she was welcoming me into her pussy as she had over twenty years ago welcomed me into this world. She rocked and I bounced my hips and we connected on a Plato high above anything either of us had ever reached before. When she climaxed I climaxed and we screamed together in unison.

I was a man gone completely crazy, I was going fucking nuts; my cock never went soft even after that second climax. I reached up and pulled her down to me kissing her hard again and again. I rolled her over on her back and forced my cock back into her. I fucked her to another climax and when I was done I rolled off and again pushed her head down into my lap for her to suck our joined juices from m swollen cock.

I did not climax but instead I jerked her by the hair and pulled her mouth back up to my own. We kissed and we tasted the cum from our efforts. Again I took a nipple in my fingers and twisted it till she winced and tried to pull back. I let her pull free of my grasp but in doing so I flipped her over on her stomach. I put a hand in the small gümüşhane escort of her back and held her to the bed and smacked her on the butt as hard as I could. My hand stung so I knew her ass did too. She did not try to move away she only gave me a sound of air being forced from her lungs. I again laid hand to her back side. Again she wiggled and squirmed under my spanking.

I smacked her several times before I wet a finger in her pussy and spreading the cheeks of her fine plump ass wide I inserted that wet finger into her ass. She cried out “Dwight; Dwight Darling, fuck Momma’s ass. Dwight Fuck my ass put your wonderful cock in my ass Baby.” Mother was as fucking crazy as I was. She was screaming at me and I was willing to do anything for her at that moment.

She got up on all fours and I get behind her. Taking her by the hips plunged forward but my cock found her juice pussy. I pulled back and she reached under her taking my cock I her hand she guided it to her tiny ass hole. She said “Easy Baby, take it very easy, don’t force it?” So I did as she asked. She guided the head to her tight little passage of love and I pushed forward very easy and slow. First the head would only flatten out on the tight little hole. But then I felt her relax. The head slipped into her ass easy as a foot into an old shoe. Slowly I worked my cock into her tight ass until I was well into her. She gave out a little moan and shook her ass while pushing back into me.

My cock was drilled into her to the core, to the hilt right up to my balls. Mom reached back to run her fingers around my cock shaft. She was using her fingers tips as her eyes. Her fingers ran around my cock and her ass. When I would pull back she let her fingers play along the under side of my cock. I was so fucking excited when I looked down and saw my cock surrounded by her tiny ass. I exploded and shot off in her. My cock jerked and filled her ass with a load that was even larger than the one she had sucked from me earlier. Mom fell forward and quivered as my cock pulled from her ass.

I got up and went to my room. I showered rested and it was well after noon when I returned to the kitchen. Mom was sitting out on the back screen porch. When she heard me she called there is hot coffee I the pot. Cup in hand I came out and sat down in a wicker chair opposite her. She was smiling and I was too we were like a couple of kids with a new toy.

I said “Well that was a great way to start the day.” Mom smiled and said. “Dwight I never thought I could have done such a thing with my own son. But I must admit I liked it.”

“Mom what happened was something I had never thought of till that second when I came in contact with you. It as if I were given a chance to give you some thrill or maybe some little bit of joy that I would never have another wise. So I did what I did, I was so happy you accepted my advances.” I told her. She told me she missed sex but had not known it till I touched her with my tongue. We laughed and joked about what we had done. I got up leaned over and kissed her on the mouth. She kissed me back. Late that evening we walked down town to her shop. Then out to the edge of town.

Just passed the news paper building there is a little town park. It is petty run down now and not many people use it but that is where I was the afternoon of the robbery. I had heard the voices from down on the rivers edge. When I looked down I saw the two men in the boat. One had a gun in his hand and the other had a knife. The man with the knife moved like lighting plunging the knife into the man just as he fired the gun. Both men fell into the river and were gone out of sight in seconds.

The bank is very steep there but I got down in record time. I found a leather briefcase in the boat. Since both bodies were gone I just opened the case. It was full of money and gold bonds. I was stunned and thrilled at the same time. Without thinking of what may happen if some one saw me I took the case and kicked the boat back out into the current of the river. How the boat got turned over when it was found later I have no idea. I took the briefcase and hide it under some rocks way back at the far end of the little park. That was over a week ago.

So when Mom and I walked hand in hand laughing and smiling as we did. I slowly made our way to the very back edge of the park. There was no one around when I took Mom in my arms and kissed her. At first she tried to pull away saying someone will see. But then she got the same feeling of excitement I had. Doing something so dangerous in public was stimulating. I asked her if her panties were wet she answered that they were. I told her the next time we come out here I wanted her to wear a long skirt and no panties so I could lick her cunt. She laughed and told me I was so bad. There is an old rail fence back here between the park and an old farm. I sat mom up on the fence and pressed my crotch into her spread legs. izmir escort I cupped her tits and told her I thought she was a great fuck. She said I was talking bad and I needed my mouth washed out with soap. I said I thought she needed a stiff cock in her mouth. She said I had done enough damage to her for one day. We laughed and I helped her down off the fence. Mom was really getting into this silly sexy word game we were playing.

I wanted to find the briefcase and show her the money but I was not sure just how she would react. So I did nothing and we walked home.

Later that week I was taking my lunch in the park when I took time to make sure the case was still hidden where I had put it. It as still there and I wanted to look at it again but it was too risky. So I planed to come back at night and get it. I could hide it at home till I figured what to do with the money. There was that new red sports car I had looked at in Bay City. There was that fast boat that was for sale down at the docks. But as I thought of this I could see the error of my ways in spending too much money around town. I had not counted the money but the account I heard was that it was near half a million in cash and the bonds were worth two million. I was thinking Mom and I should move away from here and maybe start a new life some where else.

Mom and I did not make lover again till Wednesday night. Slipping into her bed she quickly curled into my arms. We kissed and I fingered her pussy till I knew she was ready and wet. Rolling over on top of her my cock found the target and slowly ran to the bottom of her sweet pussy. We moved slow and let the excitement build till we felt the need. She griped my upper arms and started to jerk up under me. Pounding my body down hard beating her clitoris with each grinding motion gave way to screams from both of us. We climaxed together and fell apart breathing hard. Mom reached over and took my cock in her hand. She was just holding it and letting her fingers knead it like a fat roll of dough.

“Mom” I said “If we had a lot of money would you be willing to move and live some where else together.” Her hand stopped playing with my cock but she did not turn loose of it. “Oh, Dwight I don’t know if I would want to leave all our friends after all this is our home.” She answered.

The subject of money did not come up again for more than a week. I had pulled my cock from her tight lovely ass and was now standing at he bathroom sink washing my cock off. Mom was stepping into the shower when she turned and said “Darling I met a man a few days ago that wanted to take me to dinner. How do you feel about that?” It took me be surprise but I did not feel as if it were something I had to worry about. So I said “Mom I love you and I love making love to you. You know that. But I also know you need to be with some one near your own age. You go on the date and let me know how it goes and we can talk again after that.” I told her. She came back over to me and kissed me. “Dwight I am so happy you understand. See if we had moved away this would not be happening. Besides we don’t have a lot of money to move any way.”

She stood with the shower door open letting the water warm as I said “Mom I do have a lot of money but I can not spend it in this town.” She did not move but straightened her back and asked “where did you get any money?” I laughed and told her it was a long story but maybe I won the lotto. “Dwight” She said as she turned back toward me “Don’t joke with me.” Watching her nude back side was so sexy my cock started to come to life again. I went to her and took her in my arms and kissed her. Her hand fell to my cock. “God you are gluttonous, but I do love this fucking prick.” She smiled. “I bet it would feel a lot better if you knew it was worth near a million dollars.” I told her. She let her head fall back and she roared and laughed as she stepped into the shower and closed the shower door. I laughed too and went to my room thinking maybe it is still not the right time.

A few days later in the dead of night I retrieved the case and brought it to the house. Mom was out on her date and I had the house to my self. I took the case to the basement. There well back behind the large heater I opened it again and spread the money and bonds out on a work bench.

The account I heard on the TV of the Bank robbery was a little short on it count. There was only One hundred and eighty thousand dollars in cash and one and a half million in Gold bonds. This got me to wondering if maybe the bank was covering a little shortage or was it only a way of keeping the real valve a secret. I thought I would call and talk to the Bank manager in a day or so. Packing it all away I hind it up under the work bench where no one would ever fine it.

I went out back to relax and have a beer. I was sitting out in near total darkness enjoying the cool evening when I heard a car pull up. The drive to the garage was on the other side of the house. I got up and walked to the edge and took a sneak peek around the corner.

Mom was standing in this guy’s arms at the back of the car. He was resting his ass on the trunk and she was leaning on him. They were giggling and whispering in mumbled words. Shit they both were drunk as could be.

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The Usual Disclaimer: This is a work of fantasy. All characters featured in sexual situations are over 18. The characters in these stories are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living, dead or undead is purely coincidental. Do not try this at home.

This story was written specifically for “Mike” as a birthday present. I only put this onto the site at his request, since he felt that many of you would share his enjoyment of this fantasy.

* * * * *

I thought my brother-in-law was exaggerating when he had called to warn me. “Mike, I appreciate you and Cathy offering to help,” he’d said. “I just have to warn you, man. Tamara is trouble with a capital T. I love her to death, but that girl is a walking nuke when it comes to men. I’m just worried how having my daughter at your place will affect your marriage.”

“We’ll be fine,” I had chuckled.

I really had no clue what lay in store for me and my wife.

Now I was in the airport with my wife, waiting in the baggage claim area, and I was glad I was sitting down. There was Tamara, riding down the escalator surrounded by five guys. I heard her breathy giggle before I looked her way, and I sucked in my breath. Ho-lee shit. She looked like the hottest stripper-slash-pornstar imaginable, and those guys were glaring at each other as they jockeyed for her attention.

I shook my head and realized my brother-in-law had not exaggerated. If anything, he had understated his daughter’s impact on men; she was TROUBLE in all-caps, not just a capital T. She wasn’t even scantily clad, and she was drawing that kind of attention. Her massive tits were glaringly obvious, even with a bra and blouse, and her jeans emphasized the perfect curves of her hips and thighs. I felt my dick stirring in my boxers and realized my mouth was hanging open. Fortunately, my wife was closer to Tamara and was looking that direction so she didn’t notice my reaction.

“Oh, good lord,” she murmured, shaking her head. When she looked at me, I gave her a little frown and shook my own head.

We hadn’t seen Tamara in six or seven years. The gangly young teenager we had pictured bore almost no resemblance to the sizzling fuck-doll that was now bearing down on us. As soon as I stood up, it was obvious all five of those younger guys were sizing me up. Damn. They looked like they were ready to start some shit right there in the airport, and they couldn’t have met my niece more than a couple hours earlier.

This is going to suck, I thought.

Clever woman that my wife is, she put on a happy face and laughed, walking right up to Tamara. “Look at you!” she said, shaking her head. “I can’t believe you’re already sixteen years old.”

Five sets of eyeballs shot open, and those guys scattered like a flock of startled pigeons.

“Oh, Aunt Cathy,” Tamara laughed, hugging my wife, “you’re hilarious.”

In fact, Tamara was already twenty-one. She was legally old enough to drink and to take as much dick as she wanted. She licked her lips and looked at me over my wife’s shoulder. It didn’t look like it was a calculated move, like she was flirting with me or anything like that, but it was arousing nonetheless.

As soon as my wife released her, she scooted around Cathy and spread her arms wide, giving me an eyeful of her jaw-dropping cleavage before hugging me. Her breasts felt as incredible as they looked, mashed against my chest. Tamara’s hair and faint perfume smelled too good to ignore, and I held my hips back from her carefully to keep my hardening cock from poking into her.

“Uncle Mike,” she breathed right into my neck. “It’s been so long. How are you?”

Rock fucking hard, I thought to myself, even though I wasn’t quite. Out loud, I said, “Just fine, Tamara. It’s so good to see you again.” Then I released her and stepped back, carefully keeping my eyes on her face. I gave her a serious expression. “I hope staying with us helps keep you out of trouble.”

* * *

Trouble had followed our sexy-as-fuck niece around like a constant shadow the past couple years, and now I understood why. The police had to be called in three times to break up violent confrontations at my wife’s sister’s house. All three times it was fights between Tamara’s would-be boyfriends. She had finally been arrested and charged with instigating a riot for wearing a bikini top to the mall. Tamara was given probation, and the judge had threatened to place her under house arrest if there was another incident.

When I had heard about it, I thought it sounded completely ridiculous. Now that I saw her in person, I understood why the police had felt the need to take her into custody. I couldn’t help but picture her in a bikini top, and had to quickly squelch that thought before I got a full-blown erection.

I turned and led the way over to the baggage claim carousel, chewing the inside of my cheek as my mind worked frantically to figure out how I would deal with this new situation. I was replaying the recent phone calls with my brother-in-law karaman escort in my head and understood his concern clearly. He had held back, unable to describe his daughter’s physical impact without sounding like a lecher. That was understandable, but now the rest of those conversations—the part he had been able to share—did nothing to put my mind at ease.

Without saying it in so many words, he had let me know Tamara loved having sex. All the time. And I was bringing this sexpot into my home.

I also understood now why Tamara’s parents had enrolled her in online college courses. Shit, I had seriously considered taking her to the college where I taught part-time. I had to shake my head at that thought. How fucking naïve had I been? I suddenly felt like that character in a horror movie, the guy who is full of bravado saying, “Yeah, yeah, I hear you. Scary monster in the woods.” Then he craps his pants when he actually sees the monster.

I tried not to stare at the monster tits lurking in my niece’s blouse when she slid by me at the luggage carousel.

Instead, I tried to focus on her face. That wasn’t very much better. She was gorgeous, with slightly pronounced lips that looked like they were made to suck cock. She had slightly curly red hair, and I’m a sucker for redheads. My wife knows it is a weakness of mine, which is why she dyes her hair that color. When Tamara abruptly turned and bent over in front of me to grab her first suitcase, I knew I was a dead man. Oh my god, what a perfect ass!

I managed to tear my eyes away immediately, and looked over at my wife. She had seen me, and was looking right at me. I expected her to be upset, but instead she looked amused. She just smiled and shook her head slightly. I picked up the suitcase and took the second one from Tamara when it arrived. The entire way out to the car and all the way home I was dreading what she would say.

I tried to focus on the road and had to pay close attention once we hit the turnpike. As always, there were assholes who felt the need to make the drive challenging. It was a relief to hit our exit and yet I was getting more anxious by the second as we approached our house. I got Tamara’s bags out of the trunk and did my best not to flinch when my wife patted me on the cheek.

“Relax, honey,” she murmured quietly. “I’m not mad. You did your best not to stare, and I know it was hard for you.”

“Um, thanks,” I gulped. I still expected her to change her mind and chew me out at some point, but that never happened.

* * *

What did happen was that Tamara went into the bathroom right after we got inside, and came back out with her bra in her hand just a minute later. She sighed happily and spoke to my wife. “That feels so much better. I swear, I hate wearing these things.”

Fuck! Just shoot me now!

I turned to my wife and shook my head helplessly. She actually snorted trying to contain her laugh. I took Tamara’s suitcases into the guest room we had prepared for her, leaving it up to Cathy to give her the tour of the house. While they were doing that, I retreated to my home office and checked my e-mail. I had some work stuff there, which was good. It meant that I could work from home—barricading myself in this room if I needed to.

I gave an involuntary little jump in my office chair when the door opened behind me.

“This is Mike’s home office,” Cathy said. I swiveled in my seat and kept my eyes carefully on their faces as I smiled at them. I was relieved that I actually had work stuff up on my screen at the time. I often look at porn or read dirty stories in my home office, which doesn’t go over well with my wife. Tamara looked around the room briefly.

I felt like I should try to have a normal conversation with them, so I pointed out the wi-fi router. “We have pretty good internet service here,” I said. “This is the wi-fi. When you’re ready to use your laptop or your phone, just let me know and I’ll type in the password for you. It’s a really long, gibberish thing my work computer generated. It’s a pain in the ass, but my job makes me use it to work from home. They send me some sensitive information, so they have to be careful.”

Tamara was looking right at me, nodding as I explained it to her. It took all my self-control to keep my eyes locked on hers when she nodded—her massive tits bobbed up and down with every movement. Even out of my peripheral vision her hard nipples were obvious where they poked out the front of her blouse. Then she looked up at the ceiling and chewed her lip thoughtfully for a second. When she did, she turned her torso from side so side and her magnificent breasts swayed hypnotically. My eyes shot over to my wife’s face, and she was also biting her lip, struggling not to laugh.

I let my shoulders sag and gave her my best, “Oh, come on!” look. Her amused grin and the way her abdomen flexed as she silently laughed at my discomfiture did nothing to help me.

Tamara abruptly kars escort looked back down at my face and she smiled. “Why don’t I grab my laptop and have you set that up right now, while I’m thinking about it?” she asked. I nodded, and she turned and scampered out of the room. There was nothing I could do; my eyes took in her bobbing breasts as she turned, and then that fabulous ass when she hurried out the door. I swallowed heavily and looked at my wife again. She busted up laughing.

“I’m glad you think this is funny,” I growled, shaking my head.

“Would you rather I was mad at you?” she asked, still smiling at me.

“No,” I replied, then I cocked my head. “Why aren’t you mad at me? I figured you would be chewing me out for staring at your niece. I mean, I don’t want you to be mad, but that’s what I expected.”

“Oh, baby, I know you’re trying your best,” she replied. That amused smile never left her face. “I had no idea Tamara looked like that, but now that she’s here I understand all the problems she’s had and why she needs this fresh start.”

She looked like she had more to say, but then Tamara came bobbing back into the room and leaned over right next to me with her laptop. I gave my wife another piteous look, and she struggled not to laugh again as I turned my attention to my niece’s laptop and tried my best not to stare at the incredible cleavage right next to my cheek. After I set up her internet connection, I couldn’t help it. I got an amazing eyeful of those fantastic tits when she leaned down to take her laptop out of my lap.

Then she leaned down again and planted a wet smooch on my cheek. “Thanks so much, Uncle Mike,” she said in that sexy, breathy voice.

“You’re welcome,” I said, swallowing heavily.

I was pitching a tent in my shorts, and my wife looked from it up to my face and blew me a kiss. Since she was standing behind Tamara, she didn’t notice the way her niece’s eyes widened when she noticed my obvious erection. They left me alone to work after that, and I managed to calm down and actually get some work done before dinner.

Tamara had changed clothes before I joined them in the kitchen. I was relieved to see the baggy sweat shirt, even though it didn’t completely hide her breasts. It just made it easier for me to keep from staring. I managed to joke with the two of them as we ate, and they both laughed at my lame jokes. I got Tamara to share her college plans with us, and it was a relief to hear her thoughtful response. She had given her education some serious thought and planning, so it wasn’t some air-headed bimbo reply.

Also, her courses sounded like something I could help her with. My wife was the one who pointed it out, though. Tamara looked genuinely relieved when she looked over at me and I nodded.

“Oh, that’s such a relief,” she said. “I’ve had a really hard time finding tutors who were actually helpful.”

She shook her head and her expression made me wonder what those tutoring sessions had been like. In my mind, it immediately turned into porn. I studiously focused on the food on my plate for the rest of the meal, but every time I looked up Cathy was grinning at me knowingly.

* * *

That night, my wife was all over me as soon as we went to bed. Her pussy was soaked, and she couldn’t get my hard dick inside her fast enough. Almost as soon as I started thrusting in and out of her, I felt her shudder and come. Her sweet pussy gripped me and spasmed around my shaft, and her juices soaked my shaft and dribbled out onto my balls.

“Oh my God,” I breathed. “It’s turning you on, isn’t it?” I didn’t have to explain that “it” was me struggling not to stare at Tamara’s incredible body.

“Yes!” she gasped.

I was just relieved she wasn’t mad. She knew I was impossibly hard from being around Tamara all evening, but she was happy to take care of my throbbing boner even though she wasn’t the one who had gotten me so worked up. I took full advantage of my horny wife and fucked her hard. Even after I came inside her, I was still almost completely hard. She shuddered through a second orgasm and then panted up at me.

“I love this! God, you are so fucking hard. Are you thinking about Tamara now?”

“Dammit!” I groaned. She moaned as she felt my dick throbbing inside her in response. “I wasn’t until you said that.”

“Oh, but now you are, aren’t you? You’re thinking about fucking Tamara’s tight little pussy right now.” She moaned again as I resumed fucking her cum-filled pussy. Her voice rose and she imitated her niece’s breathy voice. “Mmm, Uncle Mike,” she purred, “You have such a nice, big dick! Give it to me. Fuck my horny little pussy with that huge, hard cock!”

“Damn,” I groaned, pumping her even harder as she continued teasing me and taking every thrust eagerly.

“Yes!” she growled. “This is just what I needed, Uncle Mike. My pussy is so full. Oh! Did you just get harder? Are you going to come inside me again? Do it! Give me that kıbrıs escort hot cum!”

“Oh, fuck!” I gasped. I tried to hold back, but it was impossible. We both moaned as I filled her with that second massive load. She cried out with her own intense orgasm as soon as I started coming, and it just made mine last longer. My dick was still pulsing inside her after she finally stopped shaking beneath me.

When I slumped down onto her in the aftermath of that intense orgasm, Cathy planted kisses all over my cheek, neck and up to my earlobe. “Damn, baby, that was so hot,” she whispered. “I’m sorry if I’ve been enjoying this too much, but I just knew tonight was going to be incredible.”

She pushed lightly on my shoulder and I rolled off of her. Cathy’s legs shook as she made her way into our bathroom and I licked my lips as I stared at her ass. When she closed the bathroom door, my eyes shot open. I heard someone walking away from our closed bedroom door.

Oh, shit. How much of that had Tamara heard?

I thought about telling Cathy, but when she came out of the bathroom I went in to quickly clean off my sloppy cum-coated dick. You know how it is; I didn’t want it to be all sticky and crusty in the morning. It only took four or five minutes for me to wash up my “nether region” and dry off my cock and balls, but when I opened the bathroom door afterwards Cathy was asleep with a content smile on her face. I sighed and turned off the light, and then spooned up against her in the bed.

Despite my concerns, I fell asleep right away.

* * *

I stumbled out of bed the next morning and groggily made my way out to the kitchen for coffee. I went through my usual routine of getting the pot rinsed out, dumping the used grounds and filter into the trash, adding a new filter and fresh coffee grounds, and filling the reservoir on the percolator. I breathed in the heavenly aroma as the coffee brewed, and gradually came awake. Cathy had already left for work, and I had managed to forget that Tamara was even there until she came stumbling out of her room.

That was an image I will take with me to my grave, thank you very much. She wasn’t naked, but she might as well have been. The thin, completely see-through top of her babydoll pajamas did nothing to obscure the amazing view. There was a single button between her mouth-watering mounds of tit flesh, and the gauzy material hung straight down from her puffy pink nipples. It draped open below her tits, letting me see her belly button and the matching see-through bikini panties. The tiny landing strip of red pubic hair pointed the way to her pouting pussy lips, which were pressed firmly against the transparent fabric.

I blinked and stared at her in disbelief, unable to take my eyes off her sexy body as she groaned and rubbed her eyes. Her breasts rose and fell alluringly when she took a deep whiff through her nostrils. “Mmm, that smells good,” she moaned, snapping me out of my trance.

When I looked up at her face, she was smiling at me. Clearly, she had seen me staring at her body, and I wondered idly if I was drooling.

“Good morning, Uncle Mike,” she said brightly.

“Good morning,” I replied automatically. After a second I felt the need to blurt out, “Sorry.”

“For what?” she asked. She cocked her head and that caused a new round of jiggling. My eyes were irresistibly drawn down to her bobbing nipples, which hardened noticeably under my gaze.

I licked my lips and shook my head as I looked back into her eyes. She was smiling. God, what a gorgeous smile that was.

“I couldn’t help but stare,” I replied.

“Oh, that’s okay,” she replied lightly. “I don’t mind.”

Then her gaze swept down my body to my boxers and she let out a soft sigh. I looked down and was only relieved that my boner hadn’t popped right out of the front of my underwear. Thank God for that little button in the front, or she’d have been looking right at my dick. As it was, my erection was obvious. I turned away to check on the coffee. It was halfway done.

Brew faster! I thought desperately.

Tamara came up behind me and wrapped her arms around my midsection. She sighed into my shoulder and I swallowed hard when I felt her breasts pressed against my lower back and my right side. I turned my head and looked at her over my shoulder. Her eyes were looking up at my face.

“I guess I should go get dressed,” I sighed.

“You don’t have to,” she replied breathily. Then she blinked and added, “Unless you have to go to work.”

I shook my head and said, “I’m working from home today.”

As soon as I did, I wondered if it was a mistake. I could have gotten dressed and gone into the office to work. I kept it in mind as a potential excuse, just in case this got too uncomfortable. Speaking of uncomfortable, though…I felt like I had to say something about that “Come fuck me Uncle Mike” outfit she was wearing.

I cleared my throat and turned to face her. “Tamara, it’s probably a good idea if we both get dressed.” I shook my head, scarcely able to believe I was trying to put a stop to the marvelous show she was giving me. But I had a good reason. “If your Aunt Cathy had to come home for some reason, and saw you wearing that outfit in front of me, I would catch hell for it.”

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About a week had passed. Judy, my daughter in law, had kept too herself a lot of the time. I noticed that she was wearing conservative clothing when we did have occasion to be together. I had not had a chance to get with any of my friends from the club so I was really ready to have some fun. On Thursday I noticed a matchbook from the club on the kitchen table. This got me thinking of the friends I could meet up with. When I called Jan she was really excited about getting together asking if Judy would be there. I’m not sure but I hope so was my reply

That evening Judy was acting very upbeat and had on a really nice dress even if it was on the modest side. I really liked the choice of shoes, a stiletto fuck me style pump, with black hose. She took off around 5:30.

After a long shower, I got dressed in a nice slack and shirt set. Making sure to put just the rite amount of colonel on in the proper places. Making sure I had a couple condoms to spare.

I drove to the club.

Upon arriving I noticed Judy’s car wasn’t here. This disappointed me somewhat; I had so looked forward to getting some more of that nice ass.

When I entered the main room to do some dancing Deb joined me for some slow sensual moves around the floor running her leg between mine and arousing me greatly. She whispered how she wanted me to get ready for some really hot action. Pulling me towards the larger of the private rooms, as we got closer she pulled out a mask to place over my eyes.

“What’s this?” I asked? “Just play along.” she whispered.

When we got into the room I was immediately aware of several different perfumes being in the room.

“Ok here is the drill you can do anything you wish to any of us but you must remain blind-folded and let us do anything we wish to you.”

This sounded interesting. “How am I supposed to do anything without seeing?” I protested.

“Just use the brail method.” Came a reply in a rather husky voice, I figured their must be at least one other man in the room as well.

I felt a hand placed on my manhood pulling me in a direction away from the door I figured to the bed but was soon turned and set in a chair with a swivel and reclining motion. Immediately the hand was replaced by a mouth raising my attention quickly. I tried to place a hand on the head of the person and was stopped by someone who placed it on a rather large breast. This wasn’t either Jan’s or Deb’s but it felt really firm. My mouth soon replaced the hand, sucking and biting the nipple.

“Ohhh… shit this mouth is getting me off.” I chimed in.

“Let it go baby.” Was the reply and I let fly the first shot of the night.

Loosing some of my rigid ness, I fell back in the seat. The breast I was playing with helped me up placing me on a bed and soon straddled my face. I commenced licking for all I was worth. The pussy was as sweet as a piece of cherry pie and smelled as good.

I was regaining some of my stiffness when someone sat on it taking the whole length inside in one stroke. Setting there she started contracting and releasing her muscles, making it feel like I was being milked. I could hear her breathing start to get ragged and deep.

“Gaaah dammm this is as advertised he has a kink at just the rite angle to hit my spot.”

Someone started to play with my nuts and brought me close to shooting my second load of the night. When the hand playing with my nuts started to explore my brown hole with a finger causing me to lose some of the pressure to shoot off I tried to object but the pussy on my face just planted down on me.

Soon after the mustache rider fell off to my side and the one impaled on my dick fell to my chest. It seemed like this was the firm boobed gal I had played with earlier. She continued to work her magic on me and rolled me on top. As I started to pump, I felt a hand return to my ass playing with it and rubbing the entry with some warm wet substance. It had a warming texture to it making me wonder what was being planned.

The lover under me whispered. “Relax and enjoy, you like giving it to us in the ass we thought you should feel what it’s like.”

Just then I felt two strong sets of hands lift us a bit and a pillow was inserted under the two of us. As I was about to object a ball and string was placed in my mouth so I couldn’t talk. kilis escort Next I felt something pressing into my ass just a little then withdraw returning a second later with a little more force. This caused me to squeeze my ass and try to halt the penetration but the dick at my ass was too stiff.

“Relax Jessie you will enjoy it when it passes your sphincter.”

I knew this is what I had told several women in the past so I tried to relax some. Sure enough it went in and I could feel the full length in me. I started to shake from the pussy under me and the pressure in my ass, every electrode in my body was screaming for relieve. When I did cummm, it felt like I came for a full minute.

I was picked up from the bed and taken to the shower where both Jan and Deb were there to help me clean up. That was unreal Judy said you wouldn’t go for that but agreed to do something if you did, so we will get to have some fun with her next.

I slipped on some shorts and went to the lounge and got a beer.

The TV was turned to the Dr’s. Office room where we can play Dr. & Patient. In it were Jan, Deb and Judy. Judy had on only panties and bra both a bright red to match her hair. Jan was playing the Doctor with Deb playing the nurse. It started with a complete breast exam with some licking and biting included. Then the pelvic exam using the whole fist to stretch out the opening. Then a rather large but plug was inserted in her ass. This started to bring tears to her eyes. When she started to try to expel it the girls just put more pressure on the end of it, then Deb reached into a drawer and pulled out a strap on dick the likes of which I had never seen. It was at least 10 inches long and had vanes that stood out a good ¼ inch with a set of balls that had a switch to it obviously this was also a vibe. She strapped it on and approached Judy.

“Oh no please not that I can’t take it when I have something in my ass.”

“Quiet bitch you take what I decide you get tonight after the way you did me Tuesday.”

She started to enter her pussy and played around her nipples never touching them just running her fingers around the edges of them. Jan had found a feather duster and started to run it all over her lower chest and pubic area.

This caused her to start to shake and moan. “Oooohhh muuuthhhher of gaaaaud fucking fuck me you cunt don’t play with that thing give me all of it.”

Just then she wrapped her legs around Deb’s ass and pulled her up against her, impaling herself with the whole length. Judy started to shake and quiver all over letting out the highest pitched scream I have ever heard.

“Eeeeeegggggggggaaaaaaaaaaadddddddddd.”

Then seemed to loose all control of her bodily functions, expelling urine and popping the cork out of her ass along with other things. Both the other girls just started to laugh and scream. Shortly thereafter they started to kiss and caress Judy for a good long time. The TV was turned to another room and I went to see what I could do to help.

After the party I was sore for a couple days and stayed at home most of the time. Twice I tried to get Judy interested in doing something but she would just find an excuse to do something else.

On Friday I found another matchbook from the club on the kitchen table. Ok I get it. This is going to be our sign that we will meet at the club.

Upon arriving I was again greeted by Jan and given a mask to put on. I immediately stated no more anal for me at least for a couple weeks, she just chuckled.

Upon entering the fishbowl I felt several hands taking off my clothing, some seemed a little rough so I figured that at least one of them was a man. Immediately I was placed on the bed and had baby lotion applied to my chest and groin someone started to jerk me off and I immediately started to emit pre-cummm. A mouth soon engulfed my manhood it had a tongue ring and this drove me crazy.

Ah fuck baby daddy likes that was my first words of the night. Come on daddy baby likes to eat your cock ummm sweet nice and hard but so soft at the same time. I love that little twist at the end of it, AHHH fuck I’m close. Make daddy cummm baby. Not yet I need to have a little more fun and she inserted a finger in my ass again this caused me to loose my nut. She then swung around kırklareli escort and planted her pussy on my face I reached up and found her breasts and started the windshield wiper routine on them flicking my thumb back and forth across them. This seemed to help as she ground her clit against my teeth I used my tongue as a small dick and fucked her hole as hard as I could I removed one hand from her chest and placed it at the entrance to her pussy pushing upwards till I found the rough spot shaped like a walnut and tweaked it till she started to shake. AHHH yeeees there you fucker do that moooore AHHH and fell against my body. All sweaty and breathless I rolled her over getting between her legs I lifted her to her knees and placed my cock in her super wet snatch. Again she let out a low purr AHHH Ohhh ahahah breathing was coming rapidly and shallow she tightened up so it felt like a vise was wrapped around my cock I started to slow down but she increased the thrusting by rocking back and forth till she came for a second time. Soon after this I shot my first load of the evening.

As I recovered the mask was removed from my face and I saw that it was my Daughter-In-Law in front of me. She was all limp and sweaty. Deb grabbed my hand and helped me up taking me to the showers. She paid special attention to my ball sack and ass region then she grabbed a razor. Laying me down on a bench she applied some shaving cream on my pubic hair and started to shave me clean. My wife had liked me bald there as well so I didn’t mind. But then she turned me over and shaved all the hair around my ass hole as well. She then placed a finger in me and shoved it in till she found my colon massaging it till I was hard as hell then she stroked me till I had my second climax of the night. Ok now you’re ready for your turn as the third in a chain, sweaty.

I was lead into another room and saw my Daughter-In-Law with her head buried in a redhead’s groin. Starting to go to her I was stopped and asked to wait. The guy soon stood and placed June over the end of the bed entering her from the back doggie style. He was driving hard into her.

There is your target. said Deb, he likes it in the ass and all the girls have told him what a good ass fucker you are. So he wanted to try you by the way, he was the one who did yours a couple days ago.

This got me thinking. I had never fucked a guy, but it was a thought I often had when I had done some self-pleasuring. Deb reached down and stroked me placing some lube on my cock then placing a large drop on his entry hole. I stepped up and he bent his knees just enough for me to enter him. As I pushed it drove him into my Daughter-In-Law when I would withdraw he would retract from her therefore causing an effect of me fucking her in a fashion.

I could see her eyes in the mirror over the bed. She was looking right back and smiling. Deb got in front of her and placed her pussy under her head. Judy started to lick her out and focused her hands on that great chest pinching the nipples till she was almost crying then she would lick them and just role them between her fingers till Debs eye’s glazed over shaking and moaning she sent Judy into a climax causing the redhead to shoot a big load into her and me to loose mine into him.

All three of us fell to the bed to relax for a couple seconds. Then I recovered in time for the redhead to give me a big kiss, the second thing I had never done to a man before tonight. I found myself responding to it and felt a new era of my life was about to start.

When we left the club we all went to Denny’s for some breakfast and coffee. Jan and Deb joined me with the redheaded guy who’s name was Bruce he worked as a car salesman. His boyfriend had died a year earlier of cancer just like my wife. They had lived together for twenty-two years. Both of them had been bi-sexual but preferred living together versus a woman because they felt more attracted to men. I found him to be very bright with a lot of the same interests, we both liked to shoot and he swam competitively, as I did when we were younger.

The girls found him to be fun to be around as well. As a group we made a good looking couples and planed several get to gathers outside the club. We all liked going to concerts and music in the park.

That Saturday karabük escort we got tickets to a concert at a local nightclub the first band was ok but a little loud, when the main act got going everyone was on their feet. The floor was so crowded that I was plastered against the woman in front of me. She had the nicest feeling ass, shaped just like a pear. Her skirt was very short and soon it had ridden up so that I could feel that she didn’t have on any underwear. My manhood was soon rubbing up against it to which she pushed back into me. This gave me encouragement so I reached around and found her breasts cupping them she let out a groan of approval. Her hand drifted back to my groin stroking me a couple times she found the zipper and undid it. Here we were in a crowd, having never seen each other before, about to get each other off.

Bending my knees a little she bent forward just enough for me to penetrate her. Soon we were moving to the rhythm of the music coupled at the waist, I could feel her going limp and had to hold her tight to keep her from falling.

AHHH fucking yes that’s good. Came from her mouth so loud the woman next to her heard it. I said she really likes this band. The blond next to me just smiled as she glanced down to see me implanted in her friend. Oh hell Laura not again she said. Fighting to move away she started to cry. Just then I shot deep into her friend. Pulling apart she ran after her friend. I felt a tug at my arm it was Jan that was hot she stated, Do you think anyone else noticed I ask? We just laughed. She pulled me to the edge of the crowd and towards the bathroom. We locked the door and ripped off each other’s clothes. I turned her around and implanted myself just like I had the girl on the dance floor, this was even better because it was a pussy I had enjoyed several times before. Building her up to a shattering climax quickly just before I came.

When we left the club Jan was telling Deb and Bruce about it while I drove. Deb was laughing so hard I thought she would pass out. All I got was a finger on my clit from Bruce during the second song. She said. Well I didn’t even get a stroking. Bruce replied. Poor Baby, you need attention. Said Deb, as she started to stroke him through his pants.

Jan placed her seat all the way back forcing him to move closer to Deb who had now removed her top. Bruce soon had a mouth planted on a breast and his fingers inside her giving her a climax in less than a minute. Jan started playing with his ass pulling his pants off. He was soon implanted in Deb, stroking and moaning with each bump I hit. It was cool outside so the windows were soon steamed over.

Trying to drive and look in the rearview mirror to watch the action I missed a stop sign rolling straight through. Jan had gotten a pocket rocket out of her purse and was inserting it into Bruce’s ass causing me to miss even more of the surrounding activities. They were both just about to climax when red lights and a serine broke the evening air. Looking out my side view I saw a state trooper was behind us. Oh shit now we’ve had it. I said. We even had the overhead light on so I could see the action better. Keep your hands in plain sight. Came the voice over the speaker. Jan tried to sit up but the officer said, Stay right where you are don’t move. So we all stayed as still as we could. It took a couple of seconds, which seemed like an hour, for him to appear at the window. When he tapped on it I rolled it down. Licenses and registration please. Greg is that you? Called Bruce from the back seat.

The officer stepped back reaching for his weapon as he did.

Who’s in there with you? He asked.

Bruce rolled down the rear window real slow. It’s me, your Uncle Bruce. He called. Sticking his head up so Greg could see his face.

What are you doing lying down in the back seat?

That would be me! Laughed Deb.

This got the officer real curious so he moved to see into the back seat where he saw Deb laying under his uncle and Jan with her top off at his feet.

Ok everyone out of the car! He demanded.

When we all got out he had us lean against the car and patted us down paying special attention to the girls.

Someone want to tell me what happened? He asks.

Where do you want us to start? Jan smiled. I like the part where he fucked a girl standing up at the concert.

Half an hour later the girls had convinced Greg not to give me a ticket. I’m not sure how but I bet it will involve him and them getting together some time down the road.

Next time the group goes for a boat ride stay tuned. Keep the comments coming?

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“Happy Father’s Day!” Lucille said as she barged into her daddy’s room with a homemade breakfast of eggs and bacon. Her daddy, John, awoke suddenly and smiled at his girl.

“Why, thank you princess! What a nice gift, but of course the best gift is you,” he said as he took the food and began eating.

Lucille was a young girl of 20 years. She lived at home with her father and attended university close by. John didn’t want her to move away for college, so he paid for her tuition at the nearby university.

Lucille sat next to her father on the bed and put her head on his shoulder, like she had done since she was very young. But this time was different as she couldn’t help but notice her father’s morning wood through his boxer shorts. Embarrassed, she stood up from the bed and blushed.

“Princess, you don’t have to leave. Sit here and eat with me. It’s delicious!” John said.

Lucille cleared her throat and sat next to him on the bed. She tried to ignore the tightening of her pussy in response to his morning erection.

“Daddy, I’ll miss you when you leave on your business trip,” Lucille said, trying to ignore her troubling thoughts about her own father’s cock.

“I’ll only be gone two days, Lucy” John said, finishing up his meal, “But I’ll miss you too.”

He gave her a kiss on the forehead and Lucy took the breakfast tray to bring it downstairs to the kitchen. John started to get out bed but stopped, and Lucille averted her eyes in embarrassment again to avoid him catching her watching his cock.

She wondered if he even noticed? Why would he parade his cock around like that? And most importantly, why was she tingling? It’s sick to get wet off of your own father. Lucille turned red in shame and quickly left her father’s room.

John watched her leave the room. He was also embarrassed as he realized he was about to get out of bed with a boner. He frequently got an erection when his daughter came into his room and laid her head on his shoulder in bed. He also frequently jacked off after she left, knowing that it was wrong to get hard off his own daughter, but couldn’t help it.

He got up and closed the door to his room, went into the bathroom connected to his room and jacked off, thinking of his daughter’s soft white skin, her brown curly hair, her small perky tits and her round, smooth ass.

Fuck. What a sick bastard. He thought to himself after cumming from thinking about all he could do to his sweet young little girl. He got into the shower, thinking that it had been so long since he had a woman after his wife and Lucille’s mother died 10 years ago. It was good he was going away on business. Maybe he would return without all these sick fantasies of fucking his daughter. ———- Meanwhile Lucille was in the kitchen cleaning up the dishes, trying not to think of her father’s erection and how it made her body react.

As soon as she heard the shower, she thought of him naked, jacking off his morning erection. She could feel a wet spot forming in her panties, and her clit was itching.

It’s not like she didn’t have fantasies of her father before. Sometimes when he touched her waist, kissed her or hugged her, she felt his strength and his love and her pussy reacted without her wanting it to. She would go to her room and masturbate thinking of him, always feeling ashamed afterward.

And that’s exactly what she needed to do now. She quickly finished the dishes and ran up to her room, trabzon escort eager to cum before her daddy left the shower so he wouldn’t hear her. Sometimes she couldn’t help but moan out.

She laid down on her back and began rubbing her tits and pinching her nipples. She wore a purple tank top with purple pajama bottoms, with no bra and crisp white panties.

Her nipples hardened and she continued rubbing her tits with one hand, while the other hand attended to her pussy, burning for attention. Her pussy had become swollen with desire and soaking wet. The continuous flow of pleasure from her tits rushed to her pussy, keeping it wet.

She pulled her pants down to her ankles and spread her legs wide for herself.

The first touch of her cold hand to her hot pussy made her jump and gasp. She massaged her outer pussy lips with her two fingers, making a peace sign. Then she touched her middle finger to the opening of her pussy to get it nice and wet with her love juice and slid her finger through her pussy lips to her swollen clit.

She let out a soft moan as she put soft pressure on her woman spot and rubbed slowly, working herself up. Sweat began to bead on her forehead. It was a hot morning.

She began rubbing faster at her clit and putting more pressure, preparing her self to cum. She though of her daddy and his hard cock and how she wanted to feel his hard cock in her hands, her mouth and her pussy.

She was rubbing harder and faster, pinching her nipples so that they hurt in sweet pleasure. She lost her control and began moaning, but tried to muffle herself with a pillow. She moaned “Daddy, Daddy, Oh! Daddy!” ———- Lucille didn’t notice that the shower had stopped. She hadn’t noticed that her door was open just a crack, and she didn’t noticed her daddy watching her and listening to her muffled cries of pleasure.

John’s cock grew harder than it ever had before. His daughter wanted him too? He gripped his cock in his hand and it was all he could bear to keep from going into his princess’s room and make her cum, as she was about to do while moaning his name. ———- Lucille was about to come when she thought of how wrong it was to want her own father’s sex. The thought of its wrongness and her disappointment at the fact that her daddy would never fuck his own little girl ruined her sex drive. She let out a sigh and rubbed her clit at a slower pace, calming herself down. ——— John saw his daughter stop masturbating. Did she cum? he wondered. It sure didn’t seem like it, though she was sure close. He was jacking off his cock, and didn’t want her to stop pleasuring her beautiful body. He hadn’t seen her vagina since he changed her diapers, and it looked like a beautiful woman’s cock-hungry pussy from afar now that she was 20.

John couldn’t stand that she looked so sad after moaning his name and didn’t even cum. He wanted his daughter to have the best of everything, even her own masturbation.

He put his dick back in his jeans, zipped them up and knocked on her door, and walked in almost immediately afterward, not giving her a chance to get dressed. ———- Oh fuck. Lucille thought. There was her daddy at her door and she was laying on her bed with her pants at her ankles, rubbing her pussy while her other hand was underneath her shirt playing with her tits.

“Daddy! Oh my god, Leave!” Lucille shrieked, shocked, excited and embarrassed.

“Oh princess, tunceli escort I’m sorry. I heard moaning and I thought you were crying,” John lied, turning red, as his erection swelled watching Lucille stumble off of her bed and scramble to pull up her pants.

But John didn’t leave.

“Daddy!” Lucille said, expecting him to leave and feeling very confused when he didn’t.

“Baby,” John said, approaching Lucille with his arms open.

“Yes, Daddy?” Lucille was confused, and a little frightened. Why was he not leaving he room?

John sat on his daughter’s bed and motioned for her to sit on his lap.

Lucille hesitated, and John lost it. He could smell the sweet scent of her fresh young pussy and now that he knew she masturbated to him, he wanted to fuck her.

“Princess, come sit on my lap” John said in a stern tone. When Lucille stood next to him blushing and breathing heavily, he told her, “Be daddy’s good girl and come sit on my lap or daddy will have to punish you.”

Lucille’s pussy, freshly denied of an orgasm, immediately became swollen and wet again and begged for attention. Lucille decided to fuck her daddy, but she wanted a little more fun first.

“No, daddy. This isn’t right” Lucille said, pouting her lips.

“I’ll tell you what’s right and what isn’t” John said, pulling his daughter by her arms and her hair down across his lap. He had her young fine ass in his lap, and his dreams had finally come true.

Lucille smiled to herself and whimpered in pleasure at the pain of her hair being pulled and he daddy being so forceful with her. She liked it when he acted strong and forceful. It was manly and made her pussy tighten with anticipation.

John pulled down his girl’s pants and massaged her soft, smooth ass cheeks before smacking one.

Lucille jumped and squeaked with the spank. John continued to spank her, and she started squirming as her ass cheeks began to burn with pain and pleasure. She let out a moan with each slap on her ass.

“Are you going to be a good girl for your Daddy, princess?” John asked as he watched her ass turn white to pink to red.

“Yes Daddy!” Lucille moaned to him. She wanted the spanks to stop.

“Yes sir?” John commanded, with two more spanks.

“Yes sir, yes Daddy!” Lucille cried out. Her pussy was so soaked she left a wet spot on Daddy’s jeans.

John let his daughter get up and commanded her to strip naked.

“Yes sir” Lucille said, as she quickly removed her top and kicked off her pants. She couldn’t believe she was standing naked in front of her daddy as a grown woman, and she was loving it.

John surveyed his daughter’s body. She had a small frame and had nice wide hips, a narrow waist and a beautiful dripping pussy.

“Oh, baby, you’re so pretty” John said as he stood and embraced her small frame in his large one.

They kissed, father and daughter. A long sensuous, wet kiss that made Lucille shiver with lust.

“Oh, Daddy” Lucille said, about to beg him to take her now.

John began kissing her soft neck and moved down to her collarbone. He got to his knees and began sucking her small breasts. Lucille gasped and moaned softly, closing her eyes and enjoying his hands running up and down her waist, hips and thighs and his lips enclosed around her nipple, sucking gently.

John began planting kissed down her belly, stopping just above the division of her uşak escort pussy lips.

“Princess, you are beautiful” John said, unable to ignore his pulsing erection any longer. He wanted to pleasure his little girl, but needed to relieve some pressure from his cock. He stood up and pushed her shoulders down until she kneeled in from of him.

“Baby, you know what to do, right?” John asked as he took off his pants and underwear, revealing his thick, hard cock to his baby girl.

Lucille immediately started rubbing her clit at the sight of her daddy’s cock. She wanted it for so long, and it was the perfect size. Not too long and not to short. Nice and thick and hard as steel.

“Oh Daddy, I know what to do. I know how to suck cock, Daddy” Lucille said, choosing dirty words on purpose and kissing the head of her daddy’s cock.

She put the head of daddy’s cock in her warm wet mouth and swirled her tongue around it.

“Fuck” was all John could say as his princess wrapped her hand around the base of his dick and sucked the rest of it, moving her head back and forth slowly at first and then more quickly.

As John watched her lips around his cock and watched her cheeks suck his hard shaft, he couldn’t help but grab her hair and shove his cock deep into her mouth. He wanted to own her, and show her how to fuck although she was great at it already.

Lucille almost choked as her daddy shoved his cock into her throat, but held her gagging down. She furiously rubbed her clit and moaned onto his cock. He was taking control now, using her face as a fuck toy, dominating her. She loved it.

“Take it, baby. Be a good girl and take daddy’s cock down your throat,” Daddy said as her moved her head back on forth on his cock with her hair. He loved her moans and the small tears forming in her eyes from almost gagging on his cock.

John felt his balls tighten to cum, but didn’t want to cum yet, so he released his precious girl, and she gasped for breath as his cock left her mouth.

“Good girl. Do you like sucking Daddy’s cock?”

“Yes sir, I love sucking your cock Daddy.” Lucille said, still rubbing her clit and approaching orgasm for the second time.

“Stand up and stop touching yourself,” John commanded.

Lucille unwillingly stopped rubbing her clit, robbing it of an orgasm yet again, but obeyed her Daddy.

He led her to the bed and she got on top of it on her hands and knees, sticking her ass and pussy out for her Daddy, eager for his cock.

John wasted no time and pounded his cock into his precious daughter. Lucille moaned in ecstasy and quickly came all over his hard cock.

“You like that cock, don’t you baby girl?”

“Yes Daddy! I love you cock Daddy!”

“Oh what a nasty girl, fucking her daddy”

“I’m your nasty little girl daddy! Please fuck me like that Daddy!” Lucille screamed as John pulled her head back by her hair and slapped her ass while pummeling his cock into her soaked, tight, hot pussy.

“I’m your nasty little girl daddy! Your little slut princess,” Lucille moaned again, as her daddy leaned forward to grab her throat and pulled her hair as his balls tightened to cum into his little girl’s sweet pussy.

“Fuck, baby. I’m cumming.”

“Oh, Daddy, cum inside me, Daddy. Please Daddy, I want your hot cum!” Lucille reached orgasm herself and came again all over her dominating daddy’s cock.

The contraction of her body and her pussy pushed John over the edge and he shot his hot seed into his little girl’s womb.

The two collapsed onto her bed, panting and sighing in ecstasy. John held his daughter in his arms as his cum leaked out of her pussy onto her thighs.

“What a bad girl you are”

“What a naughty daddy!”

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Hello! I wrote the second part of this story in the view of me. I thought that switching it up might have made the story a bit more clear. Everyone in the story is older than 18 in all parts. Please tell me what you think or leave any feedback, thank you very much!

Yours truly,

Melanie

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I opened my eyes and looked into the darkness. I heard the soft breathing of my brother, Eddie, and my sister, Katelynn. I was still touched by the warmth of my brother’s naked body. It wasn’t much though because Kate likes being wrapped up in the covers. I woke up because as I was rolling over and my body touched the cold wall. The covers weren’t really on me, they were more on Kate’s side of the bed. I let out a cold shiver. I wiggled myself under the covers and wrapped my thighs tightly around my brother’s right leg. My vagina was pressed against it and it made me feel excited again. He wasn’t awake so I decided not to do anything sexual to him. I wrapped my arm around his upper body and put my head right up against his. Every time I cuddle with Eddie, it gives me the most safe feeling in the world.

I had a really messed up feeling now. My world was shaking and I didn’t have control over my feelings. I couldn’t believe that I had sex with my brother twice in the same night. It was really amazing and I loved every single second of it but the pleasure was shattering my world for a little while. I guess it was because I had sex with someone who has taken care of me all of my life. Things would never be the same again but they would be a bit better now that I have a closer relationship with my brother. Thoughts flew through my head but I didn’t care because I found one of my desires and that’s all that mattered.

Without even knowing, I was dead asleep like before. I was dreaming. Katelynn was walking in the woods with me. She was wearing a tank top, short black shorts, and red sandals. I was wearing a bikini and black flip flops. The sunlight glazed through the treetops faintly and made everything a dark haze. Every thing was shaded from the trees but there was the little bit of sunlight peeking through. I loved Katelynn so much, for many, many years of my life. Countless times I have tried to tell her how I felt about her and I could never pull myself together to say it. Even though it was May, it was pretty hot outside. May isn’t really a warm month for the part we live in of Canada.

Well, what can I say about Kate? She’s really a sweetheart because of her personality. Maybe it’s because the things I’ve experienced, she’s gone through already. She looks out for me a lot and I really like that because it’s like having a guardian angel at your side. Kate and I share a lot of interests. We love watching horror and drama movies together. We’re both not really into those romantic movies. We think they’re all the same and have the same dull storyline. We laugh about it because a lot of girls love romance movies. She likes the same food that I do but we do part ways now and then. For example, she likes chocolate chip cookies. I like them too, well who doesn’t? But they have to be really soft and warm for me to enjoy them. She thinks it’s funny that I don’t like crunchy cookies.

Kate and I aren’t exactly alike but a handful people can basically see us as the same people but in different bodies. That’s for the outside world that everyone lives in. Overall she’s a really sweet girl that I care about deeply. I also had sexual feelings for her. It all started with a simple smile she gave me. We were having a staring contest in the kitchen and that’s when I first studied the characteristics of her eyes. They were a really nice green and they really lead the path to her soul. Looking into her eyes was a whole new experience for me even though I’ve looked into her eyes countless times before. Her lips looked really soft and squishy. Her cheeks looked nice and fleshy. These features on her face made me really excited.

I’ve never ever kissed her before, I’ve hugged her and felt her breasts squish up against mine but that was it. I have never looked at females in a sexual way. I usually watch Kate when she changes because we share a room. I’ve looked at her bare legs and bare back but that’s it. I have gotten glimpses of Kate’s breasts when she bends over and when she crouches. I also enjoy looking down the back of her pants, it makes me quite excited.

People always told me incest is wrong and it’s disgusting. There’s no right or wrong there for me because Kate is a very wonderful and charming girl and I am comfortable with myself about having sexual feelings for her. I don’t think she’s disgusting because she’s really got a pretty face and a sexy looking body. Who is one to tell me my feelings, right? My feelings are every thing for me.

We walked down the trail in the shade. It was really nice, the atmosphere was really quiet and there was no loud noises around us.

“God it’s nice down here, Melanie, thanks for walking with me.” Kate said to me.

“You’re welcome Kate, I enjoy doing things with you van escort because you’re the best.” I said. I’m a really big suck up to my sister.

Kate smiled at me and put her arm around my neck. She felt very warm.

“I love you, Kate.” I said.

“Hehehe, I love you too, sweetie.” She told me.

I really wanted to tell her how I really felt about her but I was really scared to because I didn’t want to see her react negatively. The look of her breasts made my vagina sore. I wanted to put my hand down there to satisfy it but it would’ve been a really awkward moment. Her short shorts formed deep in her bum, it looked so sexy. I put my hand around her lower back and tried to find a chance at touching her bum. Sadly, one never came. We walked over to a large grassy field, it looked beautiful!

“Kate, I think you’re very pretty.” I said while giving her a red face.

“Awww, thank you, Melanie, you’re very cute yourself.”

“No, I mean, I really think you’re pretty, in another way.”

Kate blushed and smiled at me. I was a little irritated that she didn’t catch on to what I was trying to do. I was really, really anxious. My feelings took complete control over me and it just fell out.

“Kate? I have something to tell you…” I said.

“Yes? What is it, sweetie?”

“I think I’m in deep love with you, I love you more than a sister…” I stuttered.

Kate looked right into my eyes. I looked into hers and I really tried to make myself have the most wanting eyes for that moment.

“Oh dear…are you serious?” I heard her say in a soft tone.

I felt her hand run through my hair and touch my shoulder softly. I looked over into the field because I felt like shedding a few tears. It wasn’t because I was sad, it was because I was very nervous and I actually said what I wanted to say to her. The sun made my face really hot. I had no idea what touched me on the cheek at first, it felt like a touch of warm water. I looked over at her. Her face was so red and she had this very embarrassed smile.

“Did you just kiss me?” I asked.

“I sure did, cutie.” She responded.

Those words hit me like bullets.

“Come! Sit down in the grass with me.” She said.

She walked a bit further in the field and sat down. She moved downwards so her back was on the grass and her knees were arched. She put her arm out and I set myself down right next to her. She put her left leg over top of mine and rubbed my arm.

“Melanie…do you think anyone has ever seen this place?” She asked.

“I…don’t know, I don’t think anyone has, we walked pretty far away from the cabin.” I said.

“This place is really beautiful, I think.”

“I think so too, Kate. I love the forest around the field because it’s so peaceful. No airplanes, cars, nothing.”

“I couldn’t agree more, my little sister.” As Kate said that, she kissed the top of my head.

“Melanie? What do you like about me? Tell me everything, cutie pie.”

“As in what?” I asked.

“Everything that you love about me. Don’t be afraid, sweetheart.”

“Well, Kate…Your hair is really nice, it’s soft and the way you wear it is really cute. You’re pretty green eyes are the base of your character, they cannot describe anyone else but you. For your body, I really like your legs because they look so nice in jeans and shorts. Your stomach is also really cute. I haven’t seen anything above your stomach but you are an athlete and I’m sure that it looks even better. Most of all though, I love your personality, the way you talk to me is the most touching thing I can ever feel from a voice.” I said.

“Wow, really? Tell me more, sweetie!” She said happily.

“Well…I love how your bum looks. It’s really sexy and inviting. Like today, it forms right in between of your bum and it’s like the biggest turn on for me. Even sometimes when you bend over, I can see part of it and it really excites me. Another part I like about you is your shoulders. I love how you wear tank tops and how it completely exposes your shoulders and arms. Lastly though…I love you’re breasts, they look extremely cute in the tops you wear. I’ve only got a couple of glimpses down your shirt but from what I’ve seen, they look really soft and squishy.” I said and then giggled.

“Wow, Melanie, you really think so? That means so much to me, sweetie. I just…I love you so much Melanie, I’ll tell you what I like about you.”

“Okay!” I said with a big smile. I hoped she would say some good things about me.

“Well…I’ll start with your pretty brown eyes, they’re just so deep and cute. They’re like, so caring and loving. Your hair is so cute, it fits you so nicely. I also love how you can’t tell that it’s dark brown, it looks like it’s black most of the time and that’s so hot for me. I love black hair. You also have to cutest smile in the world, you can make anyone go ‘awww’. You make me all do that a lot of the time but I do it in my head.” She smiled.

I had an exciting smile on my face as she talked to me.

“You have such a cute yalova escort bum, even though it’s small, your jeans manage to form around it and turn me on. I love when you crouch too because I can stare down the back of your pants. The same with you’re breasts, even though they aren’t really that big, they’re still very perky and cute through the tops you wear. Don’t let anyone get you down because of your size Melanie. You’re a very pretty young athletic girl. You mean the world to me.”

“Oh my god…Kate…I love you so much…” I said.

“I love you so much, too, cutie.” She said back.

I gazed into Kate’s eyes. Slowly, but surely, I moved my head centimeters closer to her. Her eyes closed slowly as mine did and our lips touched. Hers were very soft and wet. She sucked on my lips pretty hard. Eventually she started kissing them faster and faster. Intense pleasure swam around my entire body. The tingles of my sister’s kisses really threw me out of my senses. She continued to peck at my lips and rub our cheeks together. She moaned very quietly as our wet lips touched. Again, she rubbed her cheek onto mine and I took the chance of licking her.

I tilted my head down to her neck and slid my tongue out of my mouth. Her skin was really smooth and inviting. I moved my tongue slowly across her neck. I moved my tongue all the way up to her cheek. She opened her eyes and smiled at me while blushing. I put my lips on hers and pushed my tongue out of my mouth into hers. My tongue connected with her lips. Her lips gladly allowed my tongue to slide into her mouth and feel her warm saliva. Her tongue was very soft and warm as it slithered around freely into my mouth.

I inched myself on top of Kate. Our legs rubbed together. Hers were damp and warm and that turned me on so much. Kate put her arms on my shoulder blades and moved downwards to untie my top. I smiled at her as her firm hands touched my bare back. My top fell loosely onto hers. My breasts were completely exposed to her eyes.

“Mmm, wow, Melanie, do they ever look perky and oh my, so pretty.”

I blushed so hard as she said that to me.

“Can I suck on them, my little sweetheart?” She asked.

“You sure can, Kate.” I said.

I moved my body up closer to her face. I felt Kate’s wet mouth sucking on my left nipple. More intense pleasure shot through my body and the most pleasure shot into my vagina. My body jolted as I felt the force of her lips sucking on my nipple. I put my hand down to my crotch and started rubbing at a past pace. My bikini bottom was really damp from being turned on.

“Melanie, don’t masturbate! That’s what I’m supposed to do!” Kate said and then laughed.

“Kate, please do me, I really want you to lick and finger me, please!” I begged. I really, really wanted Kate at this moment.

“Pull ’em off and relax for an orgasm, cutie!” Kate said.

My heart filled with joy. I couldn’t believe my sister was going to lick my vagina! My eyes overflowed with delight as Kate smiled. I rolled off of Kate and lay on my back in the grassy field. Kate put my top next to me and moved over to my feet. I pulled down my bikini bottom down to my knees. Kate pulled them off the rest of the way. I spread my legs wide apart and Kate crawled forward to my crotch. I could see down her top and god, her breasts looked beautiful. Kate licked my inner thigh which made me sensitive and ticklish.

“Melanie, I can see your cute pink pussy! Can I lick it?”

“Stop teasing me!”

Kate laughed and gave me an air kiss. Her tongue touched the outside of my right pussy lip and then lashed off all the way to the right. Pleasure burst into me and I shuddered. She slid her tongue between my two fleshy pussy lips and started going in an up and down motion. I felt her warm, wet tongue swish in the smooth walls of my vagina. My breathing became more consistent and heavy. Pleasure shot all around me.

Kate started licking faster and faster. I was forced to arch myself up using my arms because Kate was really nailing my favourite spots. I looked past Kate’s silky hair and looked at her bottom. Her tight shorts formed deep into her bum. I could feel juices leaking out of the inner parts of my pussy. I wanted to feel Kate’s bum so bad! I wished she would’ve taken her clothes off because this was a really big tease.

The pressure built up inside of me. I was like a balloon nearing its popping point. Kate slid her index and middle fingers deep inside of my dripping pussy. Her fingers slid in and out as she licked erotically. I was moaning very softly. It literally sounded like I was crying very passionately. Kate didn’t stop what she was doing, she kept on sliding her fingers in and out and kept her tongue swishing. I was extremely close to cumming on my sister!

I took a deep breath in and then it hit. My world was shattered with extreme pleasure and the sky got all blurry. Waves of pleasure swam through my entire body. My vagina was spurting wet, sticky sex juices all over the place. I was awake again, I looked down at Kate.

“Oh çorlu escort my god, honey, you taste so sweet!”

“My goodness, Kate…I can’t believe how amazing that felt. Can I return the favour to you?”

“You know I wouldn’t let you go if you didn’t.” She smiled.

Kate crawled up next to me and put her lips right on mine. Hers vibrated on mine and her tongue slipped into my mouth. I let my tongue slide it’s way across hers to lick her inner cheek. She moaned and pulled herself away and pulled her top off along with her bra. Her breasts had to be almost twice the size of mine! They looked so soft and squishy and her nipples were hard like candy. I inched myself over on top of her and started playing with them.

“Haha! I thought you’d do that!” Kate said.

I smiled joyfully and squeezed her soft breasts. They were really warm and damp. Kate was smiling as I explored her squishy boobs. Kate turned over onto her stomach and formed herself into a doggy-style position. I looked at her beautiful bum. I slid down her shorts and panties down to her knees. There it was! Her sexy bum and pink vagina. I put my hands on her butt and squeezed. Next, I moved my right index finger over to her bum hole and firmly placed it on there. I moved my face down to Kate’s pussy and started licking at her really hard.

Kate’s pussy was wet. My tongue slithered around the soft fleshy walls and welcomed her sex juices. Her vagina was really smooth and she tasted very sweet. Kate was moaning like a little girl, I loved it so much! I took my left hand off of her bottom and slid two fingers deep into Kate’s wet puddle. Kate let out a moan of relief as I did that. Her shiny back was a pleasant sight to see because it showed the natural side of my sister.

I tongue screwed Kate as best I could. I’ve never licked a girl before Kate, I tried doing my best inside of her because she pleased me so well. She was breathing really heavy and her moans soared into the open field. Kate was nearing her orgasm at a fast pace. I licked and fingered her as fast and hard as I could and then I heard it. The sounds of Kate’s scratched out moans and the juices of her pussy flowing into my mouth made me know Kate was cumming. I slowed my pace down by a whole lot. I pulled out my fingers and started licking her very slowly but passionately.

I could feel her vagina pulsing with pleasure around my tongue, it tasted amazing and soothed my tongue. I licked up all the wet liquids that came out of her but left a mess of my own saliva. I’m sure she liked it because when she rubbed herself and got a bit of my saliva, she smiled as she licked her hand. I crawled over to Kate. She hugged me and pulled our wet bodies together.

“Melanie, sweetheart, that was amazing. Have you done that before?”

“No…you liked it?”

“Loved it, cutie. There’s something I want to tell you, Melanie.”

“Yes, Kate? What is it?” I asked pleadingly.

“I want you to know that—-“

I woke up in the bed. Damn! What was she going to say to me? My mind went totally blank. That dream felt so damn real too! I was in the same position against my brother. I went down to rub my crotch just for a second and it was drenched in my warm juices. ‘Oh shit’ I thought to myself. My dream made me the wettest I’d ever been. The memory of being in the giant forest really pleased me. The atmosphere soothed my mind so well like no other. The warm sunlight gleaming through the trees and the comfort of the field. I haven’t thought about that memory for weeks!

Gosh it was really warm under the covers. It was really, really inviting and comfortable, I hoped no one wanted to move for a long time. I couldn’t see anything in the darkness but I wanted to make love to my brother and sister again. I started kissing my brother’s neck really softly and I started to rub my vagina against his leg. After a good fifteen seconds of making love to his neck with my mouth, his mouth found mine and we started kissing. His lips were very soft as he gently kissed me. Breathing through my nose got too hard so I had to pull my mouth away from his. I breathed over his face really hard and climbed on top of him.

“Eddie, lets have sex again.” I whispered.

Without an answer he shuffled around quietly. My vagina rested on his stomach. He moved himself up slowly and touched my vagina with his cock. I let it slide right into me and it sure felt good when being extremely turned on and being very wet. It slid in very smoothly because my vagina was very slippery. I leaned forward and put my upper body on Eddies and then started to lick his lips. I started to go up and down on my brother’s really hard cock and it slid in and out very fluidly. My vagina pulsed intensely every time my brother’s cock made it’s way in.

Each breath became shorter and shorter just like my brother’s did. We were breathing heavily in each other’s mouths, it was an amazing feeling. I wasn’t going down on him too hard because I didn’t want to wake up Kate. She loves sleeping and doesn’t like being bothered. My brother’s cock felt so smooth inside of my pussy and I was really getting close to cumming on his cock. I was flaring up as I fucked my brother, it was really hot under the blankets. Kate was turned away from us and wasn’t up against Eddie like I was so that was a bonus on not waking her up.

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A continuation of Fifteen Minutes of Fame and Fifteen More Minutes of Fame.

*****

The guard didn’t bother to hide her yawn. Non-contact visits tended to be the dullest part of her day; tearful families, hands pressed to either side of the glass partition, a stream of apologies and pleas and I-love-yous and all manner of horseshit. Much better to be stationed in the main visiting room. There, at least, was the occasional fight, or a screaming kid to corral.

Still, the Senator was here today, and her stiff-backed contempt was refreshing. She hadn’t said a word as they escorted her in and settled her in her booth, and she hadn’t yet said a word to the good-looking guy—a little older than her, maybe; formal, but not quite as cold—seated opposite. Not much point in visiting, the guard mused, if all they’re going to do is stare at each other.

Another silent minute passed.

“Dear,” the Senator said at last, her voice tight with anger, “you won’t believe what the kids have been up to lately.”

***

“This was a stupid idea.” Pam’s smile stopped somewhere well below her eyes. “Someone’s going to recognize us.”

I lowered my wineglass. “So what? Nobody’s going to call us out. The staff would throw them out for ruining the atmosphere—and, besides, nobody in this room would admit to watching Springer or knowing the details. All they know is what’s in the papers, and most of that’s not about us. Of all the places to go enjoy a night out, a super-fancy place like this is probably one of the safest.”

“Yeah. But we can’t talk loud enough to actually hear each other—”

“What was that?” Her expression was murderous. “Sorry. Go on.”

“Don’t make fun of me right now, Carl. I know this was my idea, but I really don’t like this. It’s hard to talk, and I hate censoring myself, and it’s stuffy, and this dress—” She plucked at the red silk wrapped around her “— is horrible, and we’re the youngest people here, and I’m just…” Pam shook her head. “I dunno. Just uncomfortable here. This is Mom’s sort of thing, not mine.”

“Hm.” She really did look miserable. “We can go, if you want.”

“Nah, it’s fine. I’m just whining.”

“Well, if it’s any consolation, I’m as unimpressed with the company as you are, aside from you. And you really do look great in that dress.” She rolled her eyes, grabbed her water glass. Wait for it… When she was in mid-swallow, I added “But not as good as you look naked.”

She was quick; most of the water didn’t make it past her napkin, which she had against her mouth in a split-second. But her cough, and her furious expression, drew a few looks from other diners. “You’re gonna pay for that.”

“Yeah, I know.” I smiled at the predatory glint in her eyes. “Later, though. Not in public.”

“But it would make dinner so much more interesting for everyone.”

“Hey, if pleasing the public is your thing, that’s totally fine. Hell of a lot less controversial than what we’re already doing. But let’s not get ourselves kicked out of a restaurant trying it.”

“Spoilsport.”

“At least not until after we’ve eaten.”

The food was almost worth its exorbitant price, I decided. Small portions, big flavors, and enough wine made the strangest things seem appealing. Everything except for dessert, which was some creatively shaped pile of chocolate covered in a paper-thin layer of something shiny. Shiny and yellow. I poked at it with a spoon, watching it flake apart. “Is this what I think it is?”

“Depends on what you’re thinking of. But yeah, probably.”

“And I thought Goldschlager was pretentious.”

“Welcome to the nouveau riche, dear brother. May your desserts always be covered in precious metal.” Pam waited as a server topped off her wineglass, then clinked it against mine and drained it. “Let’s never come here again.”

“Deal. Wanna go?”

“God yes.” She slid out of her chair, drawing surreptitious looks—and a few blatant ones—from men around the room. The dress really did look spectacular on her. “Coming?”

I dropped some money on the table, probably way more than I needed to, but I didn’t give a shit. Managing cash was something I definitely didn’t miss. “After you.”

We linked arms as we headed for the door, the waitstaff wishing us well as we passed. Pam stopped, glancing down the corridor to the restrooms. “Are you in a hurry to get home?”

“Not really. Go ahead, if you need to.”

“That’s not really what I was asking.” She smirked. “Go bribe the hostess, would you? Get them to put an out-of-order sign on it or something.”

“I thought you didn’t want to attract attention? And won’t that make you look, y’know, whorish?”

Pam rolled her eyes. “You have no sense of style. Be back in a minute.” Giving me a little push towards the bathroom, she walked over to the front desk, hips swaying. I tried to beat down the rising sense of excitement, of sudden nervousness, and let myself into the men’s room.

I took a long look at myself in the mirror. Dark circles under my eyes; I hadn’t slept well urfa escort in a month. Stupid, really. Everything was going amazingly. My life was better than it had at any other point in the past decade. I had more money than I’d ever had, with more on the way soon. Pam and I were in love, or something like it.

“You fucking idiot.” My face glared back at me. “You’ve got everything you wanted and you’re still terrified it’ll just fucking disappear overnight.” It was something I was getting used to telling myself.

“You too, huh?”

I spun, almost slipping on the tile. Pam was closing the door behind her. “We’ve got twenty minutes, but I’m sensing that the mood’s a bit dark right now.”

“Nah, I’m just being stupid. Worried about shit I shouldn’t be worrying about. The usual.”

She leaned back against the door and closed her eyes. “Jesus. We’re such fucking failures. We even fail at dealing with success.”

“Hey.” I waited until she opened her eyes, met my gaze. “Question for you.”

“Shoot.”

“Do you have any idea what the fuck is happening anymore?”

“Sure. We’re making ourselves rich. We’re gonna finish our interviews with Roger, and he’s gonna finish the book, and we’re gonna make a shit-ton more money on it. Then we’ll move somewhere that isn’t Crack Alley and… well, we’ll figure that part out when we get there.”

“Glad you’ve got it worked out that far, at least. Might be a bit harder to get there than that, but we can make it work.” I frowned. “We.”

“Got a problem with that?” Pam’s tone was curious, but her face had something accusatory in it.

In three steps, I crossed the bathroom and had my arms around her. “Nope,” I murmured, my head on her shoulder. “Quite the opposite.”

She didn’t say anything, but her arms tightened up on my back.

I still wasn’t happy. Still couldn’t shake that bad feeling. But I was better, for now, at least. And that dress was awfully thin. Could feel almost everything beneath it. That helped, too.

“You know,” she said, sliding a leg between mine, “I gave that bitch an awful lot of money to have this room.”

“And?”

“And we’ve still got plenty of time left. It’d be a shame to waste it.” Her hands slid down my back, moving steadily ass-ward. “I picked the restaurant; your turn to call the shots. What do you want to do?”

I glanced around the room. Nice, well-decorated, and it seemed clean enough, but I didn’t think Pam’d be too keen on lying down on the floor. One place to sit, but no guarantee it’d hold two people—and it didn’t exactly suit the mood, either. Oral was great, but it was also one-sided, and I wanted to feel close right now.

And then I saw the mirror again.

“Here’s an idea,” I said, taking a step back. “Grab the sink. Or the counter, I guess, not the sink itself.”

“Ooh, look at you, Mister Authoritative!” Pam brushed by and stood in front of the sink, her smirk reflected back at me. “Like this, ‘master’?”

“Oh, fuck off. There’s no way you’d be a sub. Way too stuck up for that.” I moved behind her and ran my hands over her sides, feeling her warmth through the thin dress. “Not that it wouldn’t be nice to not be bossed around once in a while.”

“Lost that battle when you were born, kiddo.” Her eyes were closed, the smirk fading into a more relaxed smile as I caressed her. “You’re the younger one. Tough luck.”

“Only a couple years. Hardly relevant.” One hand was under her dress now, and I was trying to undo the fucking second button on my damn suit pants with the other. I pushed, gently, with two fingers, feeling the dampness of her panties. And feeling the panties themselves. “Lace?”

“Couldn’t find the garter to match.”

“Are you trying to seduce me, Miss Pamela?”

“Like you need lace to get hard.” She was relaxing, pressing herself against my hand. “You’d be fine fucking in ratty-ass sweats.”

“Oh baby, so hot, et cetera.” Finally had my cock out; I nudged the lace aside and brushed the tip against the hot, slick flesh beneath. Felt her shiver. “A request.”

“You’re in charge. But no anal.”

“I get enough shit from you as it is. Look up.” As I’d hoped, she got it: her eyes found mine in the mirror. “Now stay like that. As long as you can.” And I pushed forward, easing myself into her, savoring the sensation on every fraction of every inch of my cock.

Her lips pressed together, then parted in a sigh. “Best part of the night, right there.”

“It’s still early. We’ve got…” I pulled back slightly, then drove forward up to the hilt. “…A long way to go.”

Pam rolled her eyes. “Don’t flatter yourself.”

“Look at me.” I punctuated the reminder with another long, smooth stroke, one hand on her waist, the other curling around towards the heat between her legs. “I want to watch your face.”

“Creepy motherfffff…” Her jaw clenched as my fingertips found her clit. But her eyes didn’t move.

“Sisterfucker, I think, is more appropriate.” Stroke. Stroke. I tried to relax, to keep sivas escort it slow and deliberate. “Unless there was…” Stroke, and this time I held it, every bit of my length inside of her, pulling her towards me for a long few seconds. “…Deeper meaning to that phrase?”

“One more pun and you’re sleeping on the couch tonight.”

“Fair enough.” I watched her face—the parted lips, the rhythmic exhalations timed to my thrusts. The momentarily squeezed-shut eyes as I pressed with my fingers. I’d gotten pretty good at reading her lately, but being able to see her from behind like this was uncharted territory. And only about half my attention was on Pam’s expression, anyway. The other half was fighting the instinct to drop all pretense and pound as hard and fast as I could, to give in to pleasure and biology and just thrust until—

I stopped. Caught myself right on the edge. Focused on breathing. In. Out. In…

“Something wrong?”

…Out. “The opposite.” Bit down on my cheek, hard. I tried to save that for important situations; might not be good to convince my brain that mouth pain and orgasms went together. Might make dentist visits easier, though. “Give me a second. You doing okay?”

“I was, until you stopped.” She raised an eyebrow. “Awfully deliberate tonight, aren’t you?”

“Is that code for ‘slow’?” I kept a finger lazily circling her clit; no reason both of us should have to reset. “I thought that was a good thing.”

“Just wanted to make sure you’re keeping an eye on the clock. No bitchy waitresses at home, after all.”

“Well, there’s one, at least.”

“Listen, trashdick, you—”

Her voice cut off, lips jammed against each other, as I started to move again. Not sure how long I’d hold out, but I’d bought myself some time. “Sorry, what was that?”

“I said you’re a literal pile of garbage, a useless—” A sharp inhalation, almost a yelp, as I caught sensitive skin between thumb and forefinger. “Fuck you.” Her breath was ragged, heavy, syncopated against the movements of my hand and dick.

“That’s the plan.” I felt myself speed up. Couldn’t help myself. Sweat was beading down my back and the room was stifling and it was all good, too good. “Ten seconds.”

“Pressure. And faster.”

Familiar phrases, clipped short with mere essentials. She was close, and like hell I was going to finish before she did or I’d never live it down. My fingers dug in, pushing hard on her nub as I picked up the pace of my thrusts, thoughts grasping wildly for something dull, anything that wasn’t the feel of my sister wrapped around my cock and the breaths and groans and other sounds of our exertion and the smell of sex and the sight of her in the mirror, eyes locked on mine, intense, almost in agony in anticipation of—

And Pam stiffened, stretched, her white-knuckled grip on the counter holding her steady as she pushed herself into me, gritted teeth beneath red lips stifling the moan that erupted from somewhere deep inside. Muscles tightened, everything tightened, as the orgasm hit, and I tried to keep up, guiding her through it as best I can.

And she didn’t break eye contact. And I saw the fire in her eyes, the burning that drives her, and it was more than I could take.

I lasted another second, maybe, before I lost it, hands clutching feverishly as my cock thrusted as deep as it could, spasms of pleasure shaking me as I fired off inside of her. Of Pam. My Pam.

We panted, together, as we waited for the aftershocks to cease.

At last, they did.

“That was…” She stopped. Swallowed, eyes closed. Caught her breath. “Okay. I have to say. That was pretty fucking weird.”

“Thought it might be romantic. Or something. I dunno.” Not exactly my wittiest, post-coital.

Pam slid away from me, disengaging herself from my softening cock. “That much eye contact? More rapey than romantic, I’d say.”

Ow. And not the joking, playful-banter ow. “Well, excuse me for experimenting. Nothing but sixty-second missionary from now on, like a good by-the-book Protestant.”

She turned, grabbed my collar, pulled me into a savage kiss. “Still hot, though,” she whispered, an inch from my face. “Let’s try it again sometime, in a place that doesn’t smell like piss and air freshener.”

“What, sixty-second missionary?”

“Don’t tempt me, smartass.” She gave me a gentle push, then turned back to the mirror to un-muss her hair. “Next time, I get to call the shots. And you’ve not seen everything in my toy box yet.”

“The ‘no anal’ clause goes both ways, I think.” There was no hiding what we’d done, and I didn’t much care to try, so I just made sure nothing was hanging out and led the way out of the bathroom. “Beyond that, I’m willing to negotiate.”

“Aww, and I had a strap-on picked out and everything. You sure you don’t want to meet Mister Twisty?”

“Can we table this discussion until we’re in a cab, at least?”

Pam waved at the hostess, whose mask of professionalism cracked just enough to reveal the disgust underneath. tekirdağ escort “Please. A hundred bucks says half of the old fucks eating here have gimp suits and latex masks in their closets.” Her smile turned wolfish, and her hand found mine. “And it’s not like we’re ever getting a reservation here again. Shall we go, my dear brother?”

I brought her hand up to my lips. “After you, sister of mine.” We’d put enough emphasis on those words that they carried back into the main dining room. A conversation or two stuttered to a halt, and I grinned. “What happens when we run out of restaurants?”

“We buy a new house somewhere else, of course.”

“Of course. You’re always so sensible.”

“Damn right I am.”

***

Not until halfway through Attack of the Giant Leeches—a particularly shitty film, even by the standards of our usual Friday booze-and-bad-movie nights—did my mind finish chewing over my doubts and spit out an answer.

“Serious question.” I muted the TV; now I’d never find out what giant-tits said to husband’s-friend-who’s-gonna-fuck-her, because I sure as hell wasn’t sitting through this thing again. No real loss.

“One sec.” Pam spun, pulling her still silk-wrapped legs off of my lap, then tilted back and drained her glass, which she’d filled maybe two minutes ago. “‘Kay. Go ahead.”

“Mom’s finished, at least for a while. Career’s done, legal sex offender, political hypocrite, all that jazz. Done with public life, thanks to us.”

“Yup. High-five.”

I shook my head, but couldn’t leave her hanging. “Fine. And you and I are set, for now. The advance pays the rent; if the book does half as well as Roger says, working’s optional. Maybe no flashy sports cars, but enough to live on.”

“That all seems right on track so far.”

“So. We won. Now, what, we retire? At twenty-something?”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

“Might be.” I paused, tried to get my thoughts in order. “Mom was driving us forward, right? We had a goal. It got things out of stasis. Moved things, brought us somewhere. And now there’s nothing there to keep that momentum.”

“Getting awfully existential there. Been reading Nietzsche under the covers at night? Reliving your teenage angst?”

“Please, Pam. Just one actual, serious conversation. Minimal bitchiness from both of us.”

“That was minimal bitchiness.”

“Look. What I’m trying to say is that Mom brought us here, and now she’s out of the picture. So where do we go?”

The expected retort didn’t come. She was frowning at the ice cubes in her glass. “There’s two things there, I think, and you’re trying not to talk about one of them.” A pause to gauge my reaction; I guess my face said more than I thought it did, as she pushed on. “First, the cunt made change happen, and that’s good, but that doesn’t mean change has to stop. If this isn’t your thing, then go back to school or whatever, or, I don’t fucking know, go spend time picking up dogshit at the animal shelter. It’s not like the only thing worth living for is fucking over other people.”

“Strange, hearing you say that.”

“Now who’s being bitchy? I’m not vindictive and spiteful every second of the day—just around you.” Her smirk only lingered for a second. “But that’s the other half of what’s eating you, yeah? The whole ‘us’ thing. Specifically, the fact that ‘us’ came from Mom in more ways than one.”

“Basically.”

“And now the thing that got us here together is gone, there’s no reason for us to be here together?”

My chuckle sounded forced, even to me. Probably because it was. “Sounds pretty fuckin’ shallow when you say it like that.”

“And I don’t think you believe it for an instant. If you did, it’d be a lot less funny for me to call you dickless.”

“Ah.”

“Because you wouldn’t have a dick.”

“Right.”

“Because I’d have ripped—”

“Yes, I get the picture, thank you.”

Pam reached for the bottle, tipped a little more into both glasses. “Here’s the way I see it. And you’re free to disagree, even though I know I’m right and you’re deluded.”

“Kind of you.”

“One: the reason we started spending time together was because of Mom. And the reason we started throwing shit in her, and her god’s, face was obviously because of her too. But the key word there is ‘started.’ We could’ve fucked once, done the show, and moved on.”

I faked a sneeze. At her glance, I shrugged. “Allergic to bullshit.”

“If you’re gonna rip off movie lines, at least pick ones that aren’t literally horse jizz. And, anyway, that’s my point. You can’t imagine doing that, right?”

No deliberation, no need to think about it at all. “Nope.”

“Right. Mom was the catalyst and we’re the parts keeping it going. She started the reaction, or maybe she just sped things up; after that, it’s all been on us. Basic chemistry.”

“Chemistry?”

“I did more than just beat up bullies in high school.”

“News to me.”

“Anyway. Two: we’ve got more in common than a shared hatred of the bitch-queen of the universe. Like this.” She gestured towards the low-budget explosions on screen. “Like laughing at stuff that isn’t funny. Like the shit we had to put up with growing up.”

“Bad movies and a bunch of shared family crap. There are worse things to build on, I guess.”

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