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My Master Down the Hall Ch. 04

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In every part of your life—a relationship, a friendship, a job, whatever—there’s a single best moment, the climax (stop giggling!) of the whole experience. It’s that one point where everything is as good as it’s going to get, and nothing is ever quite the same after that. The thing is, you never really know what that moment is until its gone. That’s what I’m talking about today.

Sorry, it’s me, Rose, again. I guess it’s been a while, so I’ll try to catch you up in a super-quick way in case you forgot all the scandalous details. Thrilling life experience number one: gave my gorgeous stud of a step-brother head in the cab of his pick-up. Then we became a “couple,” by which I mean he let me give him a ton more blowjobs (and more!). Since we’re, like, semi-related and all, we tried to throw our parents off the trail by pretend-dating our friends, Andrew and Natalie. When Gabe took my virginity at Christmas, though, Mom found out, though thankfully she didn’t freak.

OK—I think you’re all caught up now.

I’m not going to start with that perfect, best day I was talking about. Nope, I’m starting with the day before, when I was sitting with my best friend Natalie, trying and probably failing to describe to her what sex was like.

“Does it hurt?”

“Ummm…yeah, but it’s a good kind of hurt. And it hurts less and less each time,” I assured her.

She seemed to be turning over the idea of “good pain” in her head.

“Is it hard?” she asked. “Like, do you need to be really…bendy?”

I giggled a little.

“It depends. Like, there’s lots of ways to do it, you know, positions. The bendier you are, the more you can do.”

“Do guys…I mean, I guess, does Gabe want you to do lots of positions?”

“I’m pretty flexible, so, well, yeah. But that’s not just for him, either. I like the different feelings.”

I could tell Natalie was afraid she’d lack the “skill” to have sex. Maybe my answers weren’t helping her.

“Don’t worry about that stuff at first, though,” I promised her. “A guy will be thrilled to get a chance to de-virginize you. He won’t expect you to pull any crazy porn star moves or anything. I mean, he might even like it that you don’t totally know what you’re doing, so he can show you.”

If this would have been some other person, you’d say she was acting really shy, but for Natalie, this was pretty out there, like take charge behavior. It was kind of cool, actually.

“Well, it probably won’t happen for a while,” she said, sounding a little dejected.

I thought for a second, before realizing what she was saying between the lines.

“You want to do it, don’t you?”

She looked panicked.

“I would never—I mean, with Gabe.”

“No, of course not. I just meant…you wish you had…ummm…your own Gabe, right?”

She looked like she wanted to crawl into a hole and hide. I wanted to help her get out of her shell, but I didn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable.

“Yeah…but what guy in school would do it with me?”

Like, most of them, I thought.

“Guys will totally fall for you if they think—if they think they have a chance. No offense, but right now, guys probably think you have no interest in sex or even dating, because you’re, like, shy. I was too before Gabe,” I assured her.

I let her think about that for a while, while we aimlessly flipped through magazines together.

“What do, you know, thingies look like?” she asked under her breath.

Keep in mind this is an eighteen-year-old woman with an internet connection at home.

“You’ve really never seen one in porn or anything?”

Natalie always made me feel way more experienced and savvy.

“I’m too nervous to look at that stuff,” she said, with a weird kind of giddy nervous energy. “Even though I do, you know, want to see one.”

“Anyone in mind?” I said in my most cloying voice.

She turned super red.

“Not Gabe! I promise.”

“I know, I get it! We’ll just need to find you a thingie to look at. Maybe even more than that,” I said, tickling her sides and rolling across the floor with her.

“Natalie?”

“Yeah?”

“Say the word ‘cock.'”

She looked puzzled.

“Why?”

“Because you should. It’s part of your, like, practice.”

Under her breath, like she was reciting some magic word, she spoke: “Cock.”

“Good job. Now tell me—no, admit to me—that you would really like to suck a big cock.”

I was teasing her a little, but in my own way I was trying to help her. She looked at me pleadingly, hoping I might break out laughing and free from the embarrassment of doing what I told her to do.

“Honey, look at me,” I said, slipping into the role of cool, experienced slut that I was finding more and more enjoyable when I was around her. “I know what you want, and you know what you want. It will make things so much easier for you if you can just admit it.”

She looked up at me.

“I really do. I want to suck a big…cock. And…I want it—I mean the Beylikdüzü Masaj Salonu guy—to, you know…put it in me. I want it a lot.”

Guys, don’t let your imaginations run wild here. We are not about to start scissoring here.

I’ve told you all before that Natalie could have been cute with a little work, only she herself would have had no idea what kind of work she needed. In different circumstances, I’d have really tried to build her confidence up, so she could get busy with her boyfriend. Only, her “boyfriend” was my boyfriend, Gabe. I like to think I’m a nice person, but I’m not that nice, and I sure as hell wasn’t going to let her play around with Gabe’s cock.

I started looking her over, though. I’m not going to give you precise measurements or a full-on description of her tits, because, hello, I don’t know that stuff. I will say she had…potential: long, thick, curly brown hair that could use some hair treatment stuff to tame it, nice, full lips with a nice natural color, since she didn’t wear lipstick ever, a good smile thanks to the orthodontist, though most guys never saw it.

Compared to me, she had a longer face, not cute and heart-shaped but more elegant and graceful. She was also taller than me, and looked older and more mature, if she would get out of the hand-me-down clothes she wore. It wasn’t that she couldn’t afford better stuff, either, just that she never seemed to try. She didn’t want to stand out.

Natalie wasn’t super skinny, but not fat either. Her body was more feminine than mine. (I hate hate hate having a body like a little girl.) All in all, with a little work, she could be at least as hot as some of the girls that guys in school tripped over themselves to ask out on dates. Her issues weren’t physical; they were emotional.

“Natalie, you’re totally hot,” I told her.

“You’re just saying that. Pretty much nobody else thinks that,” she replied.

“No, really,” I reassured her. “You just need to show that hair of yours that you’re in charge. And maybe a few new outfits from this century”

I realize that “make-over” is a totally cliché way to try to transform the shy girl in glasses and paint-spattered overalls into a total high school hottie. Only, in this case, it was meant to be a lot more than that.

My mom had known about Gabe and me for almost three months by this point. That was three months of holding hands, three months of passionate kisses, three (more) months of swallowing Gabe’s cum, three months of secret, mind-blowing sex, and two months of getting tied up and spanked, too. Meanwhile, our dad didn’t have a freaking clue.

To me, that meant we could drop the whole charade of pretend boyfriends and girlfriends. Gabe didn’t need Natalie, I didn’t need Andrew. My hope was that her experience with Gabe would give Natalie more confidence with guys. As for Andrew, I had never really understood why he went out with me, and I wasn’t worried about his feelings too much. As it turned out, that was a huge fucking mistake that I can see clearly in hindsight.

At the time, though, break-ups seemed like the best thing for all of us. Natalie would be back on the market, fresh out of a relationship with the hottest guy in school (I’m biased), and ready to go on actual dates with actual romantic prospects.

“I’ve got a great idea,” I told her. “Sleep over tonight. We’ll go to school together tomorrow morning, and I’ll totally dress you up and stuff. You’re going to look so hot, and when guys see you, they’ll have to roll up their tongues like in cartoons.”

“But I’m with Gabe,” she objected. “I mean, that’s what they all think.”

“Yeah, about that…”

***

“Looks like ‘slut’ was on sale at Goodwill.”

I remember the nasty thing Ashley said to Natalie just as much as all the shit she ever said to me. She’d treated me like human garbage throughout middle school, right when I most needed to build up my confidence. And now, when Natalie was just trying to look pretty and meet guys for the first time, she was there to tear her down, too.

Only, when she said things like that to me, I just…took it. Now, when she said it to someone else, a friend, who had never done anything malicious or selfish towards anyone in her whole life, I was just sick of it. The weird thing is, I was, like, immune. Everybody knew that Ashley totally crushed on Gabe; I guess that’s why she was out to get Natalie.

People thought they were dating; now they heard they’d “broken up.” I guess in a fucked-up way, dressing Natalie up the day she no longer had a boyfriend (even a fake one) might have sent the wrong message to the slut police who tell girls what they should or shouldn’t do. To me, I think you have to be a pretty shitty person to try to tear down a harmless, sweet girl like her.

Natalie surprised me. She didn’t cry like I would have. She was tougher than I gave her credit for. Maybe she was just so sick of being ignored that she could take a little hate from Beylikdüzü Masöz Escort a jealous bitch like Ashley Moore because, let’s not lie, she did look hot.

My mom had even pitched in on getting her ready today. We used a straightening iron to flatten out her hair—it wasn’t totally straight, but the unruly curls had turned into a really nice soft wave in her hair, which looked awesome. I admit that the outfit of mine she was wearing was a little too small, but she didn’t look a hooker or anything. She looked hot, and the maroon cotton dress she was wearing was a little long on me, so it was lower thigh on her, just right I thought. I guess if there was any problem, it was that Natalie had bigger boobs than me (not that surprising, I guess).

I’d love to say that I came up with a brilliant yet simple plan to get revenge at the bitch who was laughing with her stupid friends about how big a whore my virginal best friend was. What I actually did was find Gabe and beg him to do something about it. I mean, he had all the leverage as I saw it. Ashley was in love with him, and that gave him a lot of power over her. He had that power over me too, of course, and I knew that a harsh word to me (and I don’t mean things I liked, like calling me his “personal slut”) would really wound.

Only he didn’t march over to their table and bitch slap Ashley. Instead, he…sauntered. Like, really smooth and sexy. And whispered to her. And she giggled.

Bitch.

When Gabe caught back up with me, he had the most deliciously evil grin. He gave a little sidelong glance to make sure no one could hear us.

“When I show you what I did tonight, you’re gonna beg me to stick my cock in your ass,” he whispered in my ear. “I guarantee it.”

What’s that old saying? He had a spring in his step. I mean, he was just totally floating on air. Meanwhile, I was sitting there thinking, “what the fuck did he do?” I was dying to find out how he had set her up on such short notice. I started to wonder what kind of dark stuff was hidden in my sweet, kind, but totally dominant brother’s dirty mind.

Have I mentioned that I was also a total anal virgin, too?

No fingers, tongues, toys—and definitely no cocks. The whole rest of the day in school, I couldn’t pay attention to class. That might seem like a pretty normal thing, but I actually like classes, at least the ones not taught by coaches. I just kept wondering what Gabe had done.

I daydreamed through the lesson on Dubliners, the one on Reagan’s foreign policy, and the one conjugating the subjunctive one and two in my German class. That I even remember what the classes were about just shows what a big geek I was (OK, I won’t lie: still am).

It was even worse in the car on the way home. Since Natalie slept over the night before, Gabe offered to take her back to our house to get the rest of her stuff before taking her home. That meant riding all the way to our place, then over to Natalie’s, before I could ask him exactly what he had told Ashley. The second we were alone together, I begged him to tell me what was going on.

“Do you remember the day when you told me all the things you would do for me?”

I felt more feelings at that moment than I can even describe. When I told Gabe back in the fall all the things he could do to me—including some pretty heavy stuff, like anal, heavy humiliation, and peeing on me—I was desperate. I didn’t think I had a chance to be with him, and I would do anything for him. After being with him for months now, I knew I didn’t want it to end, either. Now, though, I was as scared as I was turned on.

“Yeah,” I said, almost whispering.

“Well, you know and I know that the only reason we haven’t gone that far is because I don’t want to hurt you or freak you out. But…you know I love you. And there’s stuff I want to try, and I hope you’ll like it too.”

I wanted to tell Gabe that this wasn’t answering my question, but whenever sex came up, we both tended to slide effortlessly into our roles: he talked, and I listened. I probably liked it that way even more than he did.

“Well, I’m about to do something today,” he continued, “that’s either going to make you die laughing, break into tears, or get totally scared of your sick, twisted brother. Maybe all three. So, anyway, when you see what I get, you’re gonna flip.”

We were barely in the house when he got a text. He didn’t look at his phone immediately—instead, he glanced around furtively, apparently making sure our parents weren’t around. Then he pulled out his phone and, without looking at it, handed it to me.

“This is going to seem way less cool if it’s, like, Wyatt calling to reschedule practice,” he said with a smirk. “Who’s it from?”

I looked at the screen: text from “The Bitch.” I looked up at him for further guidance.

“Open the message,” he ordered nonchalantly.

I did. Holy shit!

The first thing I noticed wasn’t Ashley’s tits or even her bare pussy. It Beylikdüzü Öğrenci Escort was the look on her face. It wasn’t nervous or even that fake pouty look that most girls put on for selfies. She looked totally horny. She must have wanted Gabe so bad. I guess I can understand.

“How’s she look?” he asked, as if we were talking about the weather.

“Ummm, naked,” was all I could reply.

“Tits?” he responded.

“Yep—two of them.”

That made him laugh. There was this weird part of me that didn’t want Gabe to look at Ashley naked, like maybe he’d see her body and lose interest in me. He didn’t motion for me to return his phone or anything, so I just kind of stared at the screen. There was the bitch who’d made my life miserable for years, pressing her big tits together and showing off her totally bald cooch for a guy she wasn’t even dating. And she’d called me a “slut.”

“There should be—”

As if to complete Gabe’s sentence for him, another text came in. It got worse—or better, depending on your perspective. This one was from behind: Ashley’s hand spread her ass cheeks apart, and you could see her glistening pussy and even her puckered little asshole.

“—a couple more,” he finished.

It took a minute before I got another picture. No way was someone taking these for her. That would be bananas. She must have been setting them up. I realized that somewhere across town, this stupid slut was snapping dirty pictures of herself to try to snag my brother—my boyfriend—the same day that she had talked shit about my best friend. The shock of seeing another girl naked on Gabe’s phone had kept me from seeing it: Gabe’s plan to help me get even with her.

The weird little techno-sound-clip-thingie that was Gabe’s ringtone played: next message. She was probably cumming right now. In the picture, she had crammed a big dildo into her pussy, and she looked pretty far gone when the picture had taken. I suddenly understood Gabe’s power in a new way. It felt good to know that he had made her this way, but I wondered how far he was going to go using these pictures. I felt a little guilty, but a lot turned on. There was even a weird part of my brain that thought it would be cool to, like, whip her bare ass. Maybe I’ve got a secret domme inside me, at least for girls I don’t like.

“Does this girl not know about Snapchat?” I asked condescendingly.

“Oh, she suggested it, so the pics would go away. I told her ‘no way,'” he replied shaking his head. “The deal was that I’d go out with her if I liked the pics she sent.”

What?

“You’re not serious, are you? Like, you’re not going go, right?”

“Rosie,” he said, lowering his voice, “do you like the pictures?”

I didn’t know what to say. I’d learned a long time ago that when Gabe asked me questions, he didn’t want me to try to give him the answer he “wanted.” I always tried to be honest with him.

“She’s really pretty.”

“What’s pretty about her?”

He must have known this was torture for me, but exactly the kind of torture that made my pussy wet.

“She has nice tits. They’re…they’ve got a good shape. And her hair is pretty.”

Gabe smiled.

“If she was naked in front of you right now, what would you want to do to her?”

This time, I didn’t hesitate.

“I’d want to spank her slutty ass until it was red,” I said, my eyes at the floor. “And…I’d make her watch you fuck me, but she wouldn’t be allowed to touch you.”

I could see Gabe’s cock growing in his pants. He made this little head-turning motion, and I knew without words that it was time to go up to his room. I started to walk up there, but he held my shoulder back.

“I think you should crawl upstairs,” he said.

This wasn’t something I’d done before—I mean going all the way upstairs. It was kind of hard, actually, especially considering how Gabe kept stroking my ass and rubbing between my legs as I tried to navigate the stairwell.

Crawling on the floor, with Gabe behind me, was getting me hot, but having to tell him how sexy I thought my worst enemy looked was humiliating. I wonder what it’s like for girls who don’t get off on this sort of thing. For me, it made me desperate for Gabe’s cock. Whenever he wound me up like this, it made it that much better when I could finally get it in my mouth.

“What if I had a different idea?” he asked, as I reached the top of the stairwell and turned down the hall. “What if I brought her over here and told you to lick her pussy?”

I focused on crawling, my eyes locked on the ground in front of me.

“Then I would lick her pussy until you told me to stop.”

“And what if I fucked her right in front of you and told you to suck my cum out of her cunt?”

“Then I would try to get every last drop,” I said, fighting the urge to tear up.

“And what if I did that every single day?”

We finally reached Gabe’s room. I turned to look at him standing over me, my ass still in the air, open to his probing hands. Our eyes met.

“Then I’d die.”

Gabe got out his phone and handed it back to me. Once again I was confronted with the naked pictures of the slut who wanted to steal my man.

“Write her back,” he said.

I got up onto my knees, just inside the doorway, as he came inside and sat on the bed.

“What am I supposed to say?”

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My Mother My Wife Ch. 05

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We spent the rest of the day lazing around the house. We lay naked in the sun by the pool for a time where I lay staring at my mother’s gorgeous body as she lay relaxed, legs spread, arms akimbo. When I got an erection she pushed me back on my recliner and took me in her mouth.

She took her time bringing me to a climax, and when she eventually let me cum, she swallowed every drop.

I did some work, answering emails, writing a letter. I connected my phone to the computer and downloaded the video of Clara and Michael on the deck. We both watched the images a couple of times. “Did watching them excite you?” I asked. I remembered how wet she was at the time.

“Mmmm,” she said by way of answering, nodding.

“Have you ever watched anyone being intimate before?”

“Once, many years ago. We, a friend of mine, her boyfriend and I, went on a picnic. I’m not sure how it came about but they ended up kissing and cuddling. I watched him pull her panties down and finger fuck her.” I had never heard Nellie use a swear word in normal conversation before. She continued. “I was sitting right there on the blanket with them and could hear the wet sounds as his fingers moved in and out of her, I could smell her. I found it so stimulating, so sexual, that I could not help myself; I put my hand in my jeans and rubbed myself to a climax right there in front of them. Not that they were aware of anything other than each other, that is! She ended up giving him a hand job and I remember him squirting all over the blanket, making a huge mess. That was the first time I’d ever seen a man ejaculate. It was the most exciting, naughty thing ever.”

“How old were you?”

“Oh, I suppose I must have just turned eighteen.”

We were sitting side by side on the couch, the computer on the coffee table in front of us. I slid my hand up her thighs under her dress, until I felt her panties. I slipped my fingers under the leg band and explored the warm lips that greeted my fingers. Nellie spread her legs, laid her head back on the couch and closed her eyes.

Her labia were already slick with her juices; I explored with my fingers feeling the contrast of her pubic hair with the engorged clitoris nestling there, and the smooth shaved lips, the protruding inner lips, and the warm moist opening. I inserted two fingers into her vagina and placed my thumb on her clitoris moving in and out. Nellie sighed and spread her legs further as I collected juice with my thumb and returned to rubbing her hard button.

I started pumping my hand harder, my hand smacking her lips; more love juice, harder, faster, my fingers were flying in and out of her. Smack, smack, smack! I could feel Nellie tense her thighs; then she came, her mouth open, a high pitched cry, her pelvis jerking. As the climax dissipated she reached for my hand to stay the pumping, holding me deep inside her. “Very sensitive…”

She sat with her head back, eyes closed for another five minutes as the color receded from her cheeks. “That was so nice!” She was still holding my hand. She moved it a little, out, then to my surprise back in. “Take your thumb off my clitty, I’m just too sensitive there. I want to feel your fingers deep inside me, inside Mommy’s cunt. So naughty. So bad…”

She continued to move my hand in and out of her. She was so wet I could hear the slurping as we moved. “That’s the sound those two were making as they made out. I didn’t believe anyone could get that wet! Now I know.”

I said softly, “And I can smell you. All I want to do is taste you, suck up those juices. Stick my tongue deep inside you. Pleasure you.”

Nellie moved her bum forward until it was almost off the couch, letting go Beylikdüzü Suriyeli Escort of my hand. I knelt between her spread knees reaching up and gripping her panties on either side and pulling them down. Nellie brought her knees together and I pulled them past her knees, to her ankles and off. She opened her legs wide again in front of me as I pushed her dress up over her lap and feasted my eyes on her pussy; the hair was wet around her clitoris, stuck to the skin this way and that, leaving the prominent clitoris, red from the stimulating and standing proud in its hood, exposed. Her lips were spread, sparkling with moisture, open so I could see the deep pink of her inner cunt.

I leaned forward and starting lapping. I licked her clean, deep inside her pussy, around her clit, between her inner and outer lips, down and around her anus. I was like a man starved, I could not get enough. “That’s so wonderful! Michael never goes down on me after he’s cum. In fact he loses all sexual interest in me the moment he’s finished. Until the next time, that is!” She paused, sighing. “I’m not going to cum again, but this is so wonderful. There! There!” Her hands in my hair directed my tongue.

By this time I was fully erect, as hard as I have ever been despite having cum twice today already, two of the most powerful wonderful climaxes of my life. After a time she pushed me away, then stood up. “I’ll be back in a moment,” She leaned down and kissed me hard on the lips then left the room going upstairs. A few minutes later I faintly heard the toilet flush.

When Nellie returned to the room I was sitting on the couch looking out the window at the river mouth. It was mid-afternoon and the sun was flashing off the windswept waves. I saw she was wearing a long toweling bathrobe, the belt loosely tied around her waist. She sat down next to me and took me in her arms and started kissing me; I mean really kissing me, deep and sensuous. I felt her undo the buttons of my shirt, her fingers, her nails reaching for my nipples. There must be a direct link between my nipples and my cock, as she tweaked a hard nub, so I felt a jolt of pleasure deep in the roots of my cock.

Then her mouth was on them sucking, biting, licking; first one then the other. “Does baby like Mommy sucking his nipples?” I replied by pulling her face tighter against my chest; she bit harder, painful ecstasy!

“Mommy has a very special present for her baby,” Nellie whispered in my ear, twirling the tip of her tongue around. I shuddered at the sensuousness of it. “Take your trousers off.” She continued to tease my ear; warm, soft, wet. In moments my trousers together with my underpants were lying in a heap in the corner.

Nellie knelt down in front of me and, pushing my knees wide apart, she leaned forward to take the head of my cock in her mouth. Warm heaven! I looked down and saw she was fiddling with a small tube. When it was open she squeezed a liberal dose of clear gel onto her hand then, releasing my cock from her warm mouth, she smeared it onto my cock; it was cold and I shivered. “Sorry baby.” As she rubbed her hands up and down I felt a soothing gliding sensation. Normally I do not like anyone to rub the uncovered rim of the glans because it is very sensitive and hurts, but this was wonderful!

When the gel was spread all over Nellie stood up, removed the gown, then moved to the end of the couch and lay down over the armrest, her ass in the air, her legs spread, her head on the seat cushion.

She handed me the tube. “Put some Astroglide in Mommy’s little hole.” My already rock-like erection jumped as I took in the implications. I took the tube and moved around Beylikdüzü Türbanlı Escort behind Nellie, removing my shirt at the same time. Kneeling I could not believe what I was seeing! Her rosehole was exposed to my view, her cheeks relaxed, her cleft spread wide. I leaned forward and touched my tongue exactly on the opening; her cheeks jerked reactively. I could taste the freshly washed flesh, the faint smell of soap, I licked harder. Nellie brought her hands back and spread her cheeks giving me more access. I pushed my tongue through the sphincter muscle, penetrating maybe half an inch.

“Use the lube. I want to feel baby’s big cock in my ass; I want to feel you cum deep inside my belly. Lots of lube!”

I squeezed a big dollop directly into her stretched crack just above her anus and watched as it slowly ran down to the puckered hole; using my finger I spread it around. Nellie whispered, “Inside…”

I pushed the tip of my index finger against the opening; I could not believe how easily it slipped in. I spent time spreading the slippery goo around, inside, sliding my finger in to the second knuckle, twirling it around. Nellie moved around, her hands keeping herself spread to my gaze. “Now stick that big thing into Mommy’s naughty hole. I want to feel you inside me. Do it now!”

I stood up and, taking my cock in my hand and, making sure the lube was spread all over, placed the tip against her anus. The head of my cock is much bigger than a finger and I felt the resistance, the sphincter tight against the intrusion. “Push…”

I pushed and it popped in; I felt her tense and stopped, looking down. The head was in, I could see the stretched hole gripping tightly, could feel the pressure. Slowly Nellie relaxed and I pushed further. Fascinated I watched my cock disappear into the forbidden hole, into my mother! The tight squeeze piled the Astroglide around her hole and my cock as I pushed in. Soon I was in to the hilt, my pubic hair in the lube, my testicles resting against her warm cunt, as deep as I could go. I stayed there for a moment feeling the tight pressure of her anal ring around my cock, the intense warmth of her canal.

I lay forward over her back. “Thank you, my darling. Thank you.”

“I want you to enjoy it. I want my baby to fuck my ass without worrying about me. Hard or soft, however you like it.”

“Is it good for you?” I asked still fully embedded.

“I love it! You are not as thick as Michael, but longer; more comfortable.” We were lying still, not moving. “I can’t think of anything more intimate, more personal than letting a person you love fuck you up the ass. I’m sorry, that sounds so crude, but that’s what it is. Now fuck me!”

I pulled my hips back a bit, then in again; she was so tight it almost hurt. Almost.

Lying on her back prevented me from moving much so I pushed myself away and stood up again, placing my hands on her hips. Nellie had removed her hands from her ass cheeks and was using them to support her weight on the couch, to brace herself.

I pulled my hips back again, this time pulling my cock almost all the way out. I could see her anus pull out with me, glimpsing the inner pink flesh, then I rammed it back in. Smack! “Uhhh,” I heard. Again. “Uhhh!” And then I was pounding into her, “Uhhh! Uhhh! Uhhh!” Nellie was raising her ass to receive the onslaught, clenching as I withdrew. I was going out of my mind! Never before had I felt anything like it. I stopped for a moment, resting, my breath coming hard and fast.

I would normally have shot my seed by now, but the tightness of her anal ring was holding me back, and the fact that I had cum twice today Beylikdüzü Ucuz Escort already.

I took the tube of Astroglide and poured another big dollop onto my cock, spreading it with my fingers. I reached down and spread some in and around her cunt, my fingers penetrating her, then around and over her clitoris. “That’s so nice. But I want my baby to cum in Mommy’s ass, deep and hot. You can pleasure me later.”

I returned both hands to her hips and really started to pound into her. The couch was moving forward under the onslaught, forcing me to shuffle forward. The slight change of angle felt so good, almost loosening some of the pressure of her anal muscles, and I felt myself start to cum. I rammed in as hard as I could, as deep as I could get. The express train started at my toes, coursed up my body, taking my breath away. My cock convulsed and I could feel each spurt of semen as an individual orgasm as I came deep in Nellie’s bowels.

“Baby, baby…” I heard Nellie chanting. “Let it all go. In my belly! That’s it, yes. Oh, I love you!” I collapsed on top of her as the massive orgasm subsided, her warm back against my chest. “Baby, baby…”

I lay like that on top of her for what seemed a long time; my breath slowing, my heart stopping its pounding. I was warm and contented, still deeply sheathed in her ass. “Don’t go to sleep now, the others will be back soon. We need to clean up.”

I slowly pulled out of her, standing up. I could see the cum seeping out of her anus as she turned towards me, rising stiffly to her feet. “If Astroglide tasted better I would suck you clean.” She reached up and, putting a hand behind my head, she pulled my lips to hers, kissing me deeply. “Thank you, that was wonderful.”

I was speechless. Thank me! It was Nellie who needed thanking; who needed admiration and love.

Nellie took my hand and led me naked up the stairs. I could see the combination of lube, semen and her love juices trickling down her thighs as she climbed the stairs in front of me. Erotic was not the word; I could not think of any word that described the intensely sexual picture before me.

We were sitting watching television and drinking wine when the other two returned. It was almost dark outside and the air was cold. I had made a fire and it was cozy in the living room. I heard the garage doors open, then close. They came down the stairs together. Michael, slightly ahead was smiling, Clara had bright red spots on her cheeks.

“Hello, the travelers!” Nellie greeted them. “Come and sit by the fire and warm up. What can I get you guys to drink?”

When we were all seated Nellie asked how their day had gone. Michael replied, “Oh, I took Clarissa to places she has never been!” He kept his face straight; Clara blushed deep red, choking on her wine. He patted her on the back. “There, there my dear. Can you believe, Clarissa has never been to Port Elizabeth before?”

We all looked at Clara and she blushed even deeper red, if that is possible. She looked around like a rabbit looking for a hole. No escape! She recovered quickly. “Oh! Yes! Michael,” ‘Maychael’, “Took me around and showed me the sights, the beautiful buildings.”

“Clara certainly enjoyed the sights,” Michael quipped and Clara looked down, still blushing. Changing the subject he asked, “What have you two lazybones been up to?”

“I did some shopping, cleaned around the house. John worked on his computer, read his book, lazed in the sun. We caught up on old times, very lazy and uneventful.” She caught my eye and smiled. “What do you want to do tomorrow?”

“What about going through to Port Alfred for lunch tomorrow? That new artist, Rob McKenzie, has some of his paintings up in the restaurant at the old wharf. Worth seeing. My treat,” Michael said. We all agreed.

The rest of the evening passed easily and uneventfully. By ten we were in bed; Clara lay on her side of the bed, the duvet up to her chin. “Don’t you dare come near me! Last night…”

I smiled in the dark. If only she knew…

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Dwight was your typical middle management worker, toiling away in a large office building. He rarely went outside of his floor, but was feeling adventurous one day and decided to check out the next floor up. Instead of taking the elevator he decided to take the stairs. What he found was a little room off the stairs that wasn’t part of the main hallway. As he walked by he thought he could hear some moaning. As he stopped to listen, he knew for a fact that he was hearing someone moan and it sounded like a woman.

He stood and listened to what sounded like sounds of sex and he subconsciously dropped his hand to his groin and began rubbing his growing hard on. He was so caught up in what he was doing, he almost got caught, but luckily heard the movement in the room and quickly slipped into the hallway. He walked to a nearby restroom and ducked in so the mystery lady wouldn’t think he heard her.

He gave it several minutes and left the restroom and saw that Beylikdüzü Esmer Escort the hallway was empty so he headed back to the stair door and slipping through went into the little room. It turns out it was a janitors closet, but as soon as he entered he could smell the scent of sex and found a chair and looked like it had a wet spot on it. As he bent down to sniff it he could smell the woman’s sexual juices quite distinctly.

The idea that someone was having sex in this room was tantalizing, but wondering which of the women on this floor was doing was even more exciting. Over the next several weeks Dwight would visit the stairwell around the same time and learned that the mystery woman was alone and that she went in there every Monday Wednesday and Friday. In fact he had gotten to getting to the room shortly after she got there and was able to listen enough to achieve his own climax.

He usually was quiet so as not to alert his mystery woman of his presence but one day he must of bumped the door or made a sound because the next Beylikdüzü Eve Gelen Escort thing he knew as he was shooting his load was the door was opening and there stood before him the office manager of the floor, Meredith. He immediately got embarrassed but there really wasn’t he could do to stop the act of ejaculating. As he finished she stared at him and asked if he was just going to stand there or was he going to come in and join her?

He couldn’t believe his ears, so when she reached out and grabbed his softening cock and pulled him into the room he mutely followed. Once inside she closed the door and asked him how long he had been listening to her. He mumbled something unintelligent, probably due to the fact that she had her skirt rucked up around her waist, her pantyhose pulled down to her thighs and a vibrator in one hand.

Meredith then proceed to sit back down on the chair and command Dwight to kneel before her and put his tongue to some good use. When she gave his cock a slight tug, he snapped out of his shock and knelt Beylikdüzü Evi Olan Escort on the floor before Meredith and leaned in and began licking her swollen pussy lips. As he licked more and more he worked his tongue closer to her slit and finally broke the plain and was rewarded with the taste of her juices.

He then found her nubbin and began to lick it and nibble on it causing her to moan even louder. As he sucked on her clit and licked at her slit she suddenly grabbed his head, pulled him in close and shuddered as her orgasm washed over her. She humped his face trying to draw more of him inside of her and proceeded to coat his entire visage with her cum.

She finally released his head and panting heavily told him that if he was that good every time she would no longer need to use the vibrator. She then had him stand up and proceeded to lick and suck his cock all the way into her mouth. With her nose in his pubic hair she reached behind him with both hands and pulled him in even closer working more of his cock down her throat.

He then received one of the best blow jobs he has ever had in his life and as he got ready to cum told her, but she only took him down her throat and as he shot his second load of the day down her gullet she constricted her throat muscles trying to get all of his cum out. As she finished she licked her lips and smiled up at him and told him see you on Friday.

THE END

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Genevieve slowly walked into the room, watching the man’s expression as he watched every movement of her nude body. “Were you waiting for me, Jase?”

Lifting his wrists to show the cuffs chaining him to the bed as he said, “Did I really have much of a choice, Gen?”

“I suppose not.” She smiled seductively as she climbed onto the bed. “Do you want me to let you go?”

“I don’t know. Katie and I just broke up yesterday. Maybe it’s too soon,” he said hoarsely as she moved closer to him.

“I think that we’ve waited too long as it is. How long has it been? I know I wanted you the first time I saw you and that was what now, two years?” She rested her hand on his chest as she draped her body over him. “What about you? How long have you wanted me?”

“Longer than you know,” he whispered as she lowered her mouth slowly to his.

Genevieve pressed her lips to his quickly opening wider as he pushed his tongue into her mouth. She slid her hand lower and lower down his chest and stomach, hovering above his engorged member. She moaned as he suddenly thrust his hips upward to her hand.

Breaking their kiss he said, “God, Gen, I have never wanted anyone so badly. I feel like I could burst.”

“You will, more than once.” She smiled. “You’re mine for quite a while. We have a lot of time to make up for.”

She pressed her lips to his collarbone, pleased by his groan. She moved over him slowly slipping down, placing soft kisses as she went. She parted her lips, easing him into her mouth.

Jayson thought he would die as he felt her tongue slither over his engorged member. It was as if a thousand raging fires had alit within him. After all the time spent dreaming of this woman she was finally a reality.

Genevieve slid her mouth tightly over every glorious inch of him, relishing the look of rapture on his face. His piercing blue eyes met hers, his full lips parted as he moaned. Her gaze followed his trim, toned body down to the thick 9 inches that was the focus of her fantasies.

“Holy shit, Gen, if you don’t stop, I’m gonna cum!” he groaned.

She paused for a moment, “I’ve waited patiently,” she smiled. “Until now, that is. I want to taste you, Jase.” She slid her mouth back over his pulsating member, with renewed vigor. She increased her pace, feeling him tense before exploding.

Jayson stared at her in wonder as she slowly licked the last drop of cum from her bottom lip. “I’ve never… I mean… it’s never Escort bayan been like that before.”

“How do you mean?” Genevieve asked innocently as she continued her ministrations bringing a new volley of shivers to his body.

“I’ve never felt something so amazing. I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven.” Jayson grinned at her sheepishly.

“I’ve barely gotten started,” she smiled as she climbed atop of him. She gasped when she lowered herself onto his rigid shaft. She slowly began grinding against him, occasionally lifting from him only to slam back down, taking him deep inside of her.

Jayson watched her arch her back, feeling her clench his rod as orgasm washed over her, wave after wave of pulsating pleasure. He pulled roughly against the cuffs, trying to free himself, in his desire to touch the gorgeous creature above him. ” Please, Gen, let me go. I want to touch you.”

Genevieve rushed to free him, wanting just as badly to feel his hands on her body. “God, yes, Jase. Make love to me.”

Jayson laid her gently back on the bed. “You are more beautiful than I could have ever imagined.” He lowered his mouth, lightly teasing her lips. Sliding his tongue slowly to her collarbone, his hand hovered barely above one of her breasts. He heard her slight intake of breath as his hands gently caressed her glistening skin.

She moaned softly, aching her back up as his mouth closed over her nipple. He slid his hands under her back sending shivers up her spine. She eagerly met his kiss, their tongues a swirling vortex as he gently slipped a finger inside of her. She thrust her hips toward him, searching for more. She was quivering by the time he slid his body down hers so that his head was between her thighs.

Jayson inhaled the sweet musky scent of his goddess before tentatively touching his tongue to her. He delved his tongue into her, her frantic writhing causing his senses to whirl. He eagerly lapped at the juices that were flowing freely from her as she neared the peak. Sliding his fingers easily within her, he felt her body clench as he brought her to orgasm. “You taste so good, Gen, ” he groaned burying his face between her thighs with delight. His cock ached with wanting.

“I want you inside me, Jase, please…” Genevieve whimpered, quivering with anticipation. She thrust her hips upward when she felt the tip of his cock nudge at her cunt. An earth shattering orgasm rushed over her as he sheathed himself Bayan escort in her.

He held her tightly for a moment before moving within her, not wanting the pleasure to end. He wanted the moment they had both dreamt of to last forever. He moved slowly, trying to show her the words he could not say. He covered her mouth with his, trying to taste her rapture. He steeled himself, amazed at her tightness.

She could feel him trying to hold back, wanting to prolong their pleasure. Genevieve felt stretched; never had she felt such a perfect sense of fullness. She arched to meet his thrusts as their lovemaking became more frenzied. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. She whimpered as he suddenly pulled out of her.

“Come here,” he whispered, climbing off of the bed. Jayson again marveled at her beauty as she moved toward him. He turned her around and bending her over the bed, thrust into her with a groan. Feeling his own orgasm near, he moaned, “I’m sorry, Gen, you’re so fucking tight. I can’t wait anymore.”

“Oh yes, Jase. Fuck me, baby, please. Break me!” she screamed as he pounded her over the peak.

Jayson felt the world drop away as exploded in ecstasy. When their bodies ceased quivering, he pulled out. Pulling her against him, he lightly kissed her lips. “I can’t believe I fought against this for so long.” He glimpsed the tears in her eyes. “What is it, Gen? Are you sorry?”

“Oh God, no. It’s kind of silly, but I guess that I’m just afraid this isn’t real. It’s never been this wonderful with anyone else. I guess I’m afraid that I’ll wake up and this will have all been a glorious dream.”

He lifted her chin, “It’s real, Gen, I promise. And we’ve barely begun. Now that I’ve got you, I may never let you go.” Jayson laughed as he picked her up and laid her back down on the bed. As they lie together, he began thinking of the limitless possibilities to come as he drifted off to sleep.

Jayson opened his eyes and looked at the woman sleeping beside him in wonder. ‘Wow did that really happen last night. I can’t believe it. It actually really happened. Damn, what the hell did I do right to get what she gave me last night? After all of this time I finally got what I really wanted. That was the best sex I had ever had and with someone that I have wanted for a long time. I am still in shock that I actually got to have sex with her. Wow. I want more but how should I go about getting what I want?’ he thought. He climbed Escort out of the bed, careful not to wake her. As he took a quick shower he replayed the events of the previous evening. He felt himself harden with renewed desire for the beautiful creature that had been the object of all of his fantasies. After drying himself off, he went into the kitchen. Investigating the items in the refrigerator, he got an idea. He smiled as he carefully arranged the fruit and whip cream on a tray. He quietly carried it into the bedroom and set it on the nightstand. As he eased himself onto the bed next to her, he picked up a strawberry and lightly trailed it over first one breast then the other. His breath caught in his throat as her eyes fluttered open and she gazed up at him with brilliant passion filled eyes.

“Jase…” Genevieve whispered his name.

“Good morning, Sleeping Beauty,” Chris replied, dabbing a bit of whip cream onto a nipple.

She moaned softly as his head dipped to lightly lick at the sweet cream. Her back arched her back, pressing her breasts closer to him. He smiled up at her before adding more cream to her breasts, pausing to offer her a bite of berry. She parted her lips gently taking the fruit into her mouth, watching his every move. Genevieve gasped as he parted her thighs, covering her core with cream gently slipped the fruit into her.

Jayson inhaled her scent as he had the night before, as the sweetness of his treats mingled with her own musky perfume. He felt her body quiver in anticipation as his mouth hovered above her, lightly breathing his heated breath onto her. His tongue skimmed the juncture of her thighs before dipping to gently nibble at the ripe berry.

Genevieve whimpered as she thrust her hips upward wanting more. “Jase…” she moaned when she felt his tongue make his way upward to her clitoris. He eased his fingers inside of her and fireworks exploded with in her as a powerful orgasm made her scream with pleasure.

When her body stopped shaking, he moved his body to cover her, burying his full length into her with one quick thrust. “Holy shit, Gen!” he could barely contain himself as she wrapped her legs tightly around him. He moved deep within her as she writhed beneath him. It wasn’t long before he felt himself swell, bursting forcefully inside her.

After a few moments, Genevieve smiled up at him, “Good morning.” She gently brushed a lock of hair from his face, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.

“Definitely a good morning,” Jayson replied, lifting off of her. “I thought we could spend the day in bed.” He smiled at her with wink.

“Sounds like heaven…” Genevieve whispered as she took his outstretched hand.

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My Daughter, My Lover Ch. 03

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I pulled my daughter close to me as we lay on the bed, seconds after she had given me the most amazing blow job I could remember. I was living a surreal dream. Over the last 12 hours, my 21 year-old daughter had given me some of the most satisfying orgasms of my life. I squeezed her and took in a deep breath as she lilted into my body. Her scent intoxicating, I could have laid there all day but I needed to clear my head.

“I think I’ll take the first shower if you don’t mind,” I said.

Katie kissed my cheek and whispered in my ear, causing a shiver to run down my spine, “I love you, daddy.”

“I love you too, sweetie,” I replied as I stood and stretched my arms over my head.

“Damn, you’re hot,” she said with a wry smile, her hand trailing down her body as she lightly caressed her sex under her little panties.

“Katie, what are you doing?” I asked. “It’s only been like five minutes; I’m not a teenager with unlimited stamina, you know.”

Her eyes rested on my now flaccid penis. “I was just thinking about how good it will feel to have you inside me, that’s all.”

“You are going to be the end of me,” I replied. “I’m going straight to hell.”

She began to circle her fingers around her clit. “Would it be worth it?”

Incredibly, my cock began to stir. “Every time,” I replied, then pulled my eyes away from my daughter’s alluring beauty and went into the bathroom. I may have been ready for another round in short order, but I needed to think because the next step was a big one. I had to be sure in my own mind if that’s really where I wanted this to go.

As the water washed over my body, I let my mind wander – to the previous night and the amazing massage Katie had given me, and to this morning’s out of this world sucking. I felt my manhood swell as my thoughts spiraled.

That’s when I saw a figure walk into the bathroom; seconds later the shower door opened. Katie was standing there, naked. I felt another wall crumble as she stepped in and closed the door behind her. We stood under the rainfall shower head for a brief moment. The lust…and love in my daughter’s eyes was unmistakable and struck me at my core. She looked up at me with her beautiful green eyes, searching mine for permission or perhaps acceptance. I wasn’t sure. She was so gorgeous. Her skin was smooth and flawless. Her breasts full yet firm. Her hips hinted of her round ass.

“Dad, I -“

I made my decision. Holding her face in my hands, I kissed her fully on the lips, cutting her off before she could finish her sentence. I couldn’t have waited a second longer than I did. Katie moaned Escort bayan into my mouth as I continued to kiss her full lips, our tongues exploring as I let my hands trail down her body, feeling every curve along the way. I pulled her to me, my manhood pressing against her abdomen and I squeezed her ass cheeks giving them a light spank.

“Yeah, daddy,” she moaned. “Spank me. Spank your bad, little girl.”

I placed my hand around her neck, squeezing gently as I kissed her hungrily, feeling her moan into my mouth, then spanked her left ass cheek.

“Yes!” she hissed.

Then her right.

“Oh!” she exhaled.

I kissed her neck, her shoulder, and licked my way down her body, pausing briefly to suckle her perfect tits, then spanked her ass again and she moaned her approval. Kneeling now on the floor, I licked from the bottom of her slit up to her clit – once; twice; a third time – then slipped my tongue inside, tasting her sweet nectar, then circled around her clit until finally licking her exposed bud..

“Oh, daddy,” she moaned, placing her hand on the wall to brace herself.

I continued to lick my daughter’s sex, sucking her lips into my mouth as she moaned in pleasure. Focusing my efforts now on her clit, I slipped my thumb inside and stroked downward, increasing the weight of each successive stroke as she grunted her approval. Katie leaned against the tile of the spacious shower and placed her hands on the back of my neck, encouraging me, urging me to keep going – as if there was a possibility I could ever stop at this point!

“Oh, fuck,” she exclaimed, “I’m so close.”

Finding her sweet spot, I stayed on her, keeping my rhythm as Katie’s legs began to tremble. I placed my hands on the small of her back while my arms supporting her along her upper thighs. I licked her clit for all I was worth as she grunted, groaned, and moaned, her voice going higher and higher in pitch until her legs gave out as she came. I held Katie through her orgasm, her beautiful body shuddering in my arms, her hips involuntarily fucking my face as she rode it out, screaming over the sound of the shower.

I was now rock hard and couldn’t wait any longer. I knew she was on the pill so I wasn’t going to waste any more time. I stood, still holding her weakened body against me while I held my cock at her entrance and looked into her eyes. There was no question in hers. I felt the wet heat of her pussy against the engorged head of my cock, then with my daughter’s back against the wall, pushed my manhood past her entrance, the tight heat of her velvety sex making my knees buckle.

“Fuck,” Bayan escort she grunted in my ear.

I reached over and turned off the water, then kissed my daughter softly on the lips. “Am I hurting you?”

“No,” she whispered, then wrapped her arms around my neck.

I held her close, rocking back and forth, inching my way inside as I slowly made love to my daughter.

“You feel so good,” I said, and man, did she ever.

She wrapped her right leg around my hip, pushing me deeper inside as I simultaneously grabbed her thigh to hold her leg up against me. I kept the steady pace until I was completely buried to the hilt. I leaned down and kissed her while lifting her other leg up so that I was holding her off the floor, my arms hooked under her legs and my hands supporting her perfect, round ass.

Keeping Katie’s back against the wall, I ground my body against her as she moaned loudly in my ear in time with my thrusts. I had a fleeting thought, wondering if we had any neighbors in the next room. If we did, I was sure they were enjoying the show. Katie wrapped her legs tightly around me as I stepped back from the wall and held her close.

“Your big cock feels so good inside me, daddy,” she said hoarsely in my ear.

We kissed as we established a steady rhythm with Katie sliding up and down on my shaft, taking it all with each stroke. I was going to lose my mind. I lifted her up and let her slam down on me again and again as I walked over to the sink and set her down on the edge, catching a glimpse of our reflection in the vanity mirror. I was having sex with my daughter. Fucking my daughter. Looking down, I watched in fascination as my cock thrust in and out of Katie’s sex, her lips clinging to my thick shaft each time I pulled back.

I could feel myself approaching the point of no return so I slowed my pace as we kissed passionately, losing ourselves in the moment. Her skin felt so soft against mine while her nipples raked against my chest.

“Ohmygod, I’m so close,” she said with a surprised tone in her voice.

Feeling a second wind, I plunged into her as I felt her grip my shaft with each stroke. I leaned over to kiss her neck, her scent making me drunk with desire.

“Oh, daddy,” she sighed.

She started to moan with each thrust, her voice getting higher and higher. I lifted her off the sink and held her close as I thrust up into her, ensuring the friction of our two bodies rubbed against her clit as I fucked my daughter’s cunt as hard as I dared.

“Oh God, oh God, oh God,” she moaned.

She was so tight, Escort I felt like I was in a vice as her pussy convulsed around my cock.

“Fuck me!” she hissed.

I lifted her up and let slam against me again and again as she moaned unintelligibly in my ear. My arms began to ache from holding her so I walked over to the bed. Laying her on her back, I placed her legs over my shoulders and proceeded to pound my little girl into the mattress, taking her without regard for anything except my selfish pleasure. I grunted with each downward thrust, each one more forceful than the last. Katie’s perfect, lithe body bent to my will as I fucked my daughter for all I was worth. I wanted to keep fucking her sweet, tight hole forever. It was only when she dug her nails into my back and screamed in orgasmic abandon did I momentarily come to my senses. Continuing to thrust into her, I pulled back enough to watch her cream all over my cock. She shuddered beneath me and I felt my own orgasm rapidly approaching.

“Oh, Katie!” I groaned, as I felt my cock swell inside my daughter’s beautiful body.

“Yes!” she screamed as we lock eyes. “Make me take it! Come inside me.”

That was it. I thrust up inside her hard, pounding against her flesh, then stayed there, buried to the hilt as I erupted with everything I had, falling forward and gripping her shoulders as I came again and again, spurting my load inside my daughter’s body. I felt my cock continue to spasm against her velvet walls but didn’t want it to end. Holding her close to me, I slowly started thrusting into her again, my cock still hard enough to continue.

“Oh, God, don’t stop!” she whispered in my ear, causing a chill to shudder down my back, “You’re going to make me come again!”

Never breaking rhythm, I sat up on my knees and grabbed Katie’s thighs for leverage as I fucked the shit out of her. Looking down in amazement, I felt my cock harden with each thrust into her swollen, glistening sex. It was too much for me to bear; I was seconds away from coming again. Katie’s eyes opened wide, her mouth agape as she screamed out, slamming her fists to the bed and coming all over my cock. I held out for a few more seconds, then thrust into her one more time, bottoming out as I exploded inside my daughter, filling her with my seed once again.

Leaning down, careful to keep my manhood buried inside, I kissed her tenderly on the lips. “That was the most amazing sex I’ve ever had. I love you.”

Katie wrapped her legs around my hips and used her heels to push me in as far as I could go. “Don’t leave me, daddy. Just stay right there.”

I chuckled, “Sweetie, I’ve already come more in the last 12 hours than I ever came in two or three days!”

She started to grind her sex against me. “I’m not in any hurry; are you?”

I kissed her and smiled. “No, I’m not.”

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My Daughter in Law Pt. 05

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This is a work of fiction. You must be 18 or over to read this story. In real life, incestuous relationships, often causes deep psychological damage. This story is provided for entertainment purposes only. All persons in this story are over the age of 18.

*****

The following week when I was speaking to Daniel on the phone he said, “Rebecca’s latest porn video is going to be a huge success.”

I asked, “Another video when was that made? She never told me anything about making another video.”

Daniel laughed as he said, “It was four days after you were here with her.”

“What did she do in the video?” I asked.

“It was another video of her with Mal and his son Jackson along with Mal’s eighteen-year-old daughter Holly, Mal and Jackson took turns fucking Rebecca and Holly and having their cocks sucked by them. The best part of the video was Rebecca and Holly eating each other’s cunts.” chuckled Daniel.

After I hung up the phone call with Daniel, I started thinking about how a month ago, Rebecca didn’t even want to suck my cock. Now here she was loving having a cock in her mouth and cunt, and now I hear that she likes being with another woman. My daughter-in-law had turned into a slut and was willing to do anything for money.

It had been a few days since I had gone over to her house and fucked her, so I thought I would go over and surprise her and ask her about the latest video she made.

When I walked into the house and heard moaning coming from the lounge room, my first thought was that my son had taken a day off work. What surprised me was seeing Rebecca and Holly sitting naked on the couch fingering each other’s wet cunts as they watched the video of them together on the television.

“Hello ladies, what are we watching?” I chuckled.

Rebecca’s head spun around and looked at me and she screamed, “Dad, what are you doing here?”

“Daniel told me that you made another video and it had some hot lesbian action with Holly in the video.”

Holly giggled and said, “Hello Marcus, it’s nice to see you again.”

“You know each other?” blurted Rebecca.

“Marcus, has fucked me a few times,” giggled Holly.

“Do you mind if I sit down and watch the video with you?” I chuckled.

Rebecca patted the seat beside her, “Not at all, please join us.”

After removing all my clothes, I sat down beside Rebecca and gave my cock a couple of strokes as Holly turned Rebecca’s head towards her and kissed her passionately on her mouth. As they tongue kissed each other I began fondling on Rebecca’s breasts and tweaking her nipples. Rebecca broke the kiss with Holly and moaned as I pulled on her nipples.

“Mal, I want to watch you fucking Rebecca’s ass,” giggled Holly.

“No, not my ass, it was bad enough when your brother fucked my ass,” blurted Rebecca.

“My Dad, wants to fuck your ass for a video,” giggled Holly.

“His cock is too big for my ass,” blurted Rebecca.

“You watched him fucking my ass… you just have to learn to relax,” chuckled Holly.

After Holly had helped Rebecca kneel on the floor between her legs, she said, “Rebecca, I want you to lick and suck on my cunt… as Marcus fucks your ass.”

Holly then pressed Rebecca’s mouth onto her wet cunt as I moved behind my daughter-in-law. When I ran my hand between her legs and over her soaking wet cunt, Rebecca moved her knees further apart and lifted her ass up. After pumping my fingers in and out of her wet cunt, I pushed my finger deep into her ass-hole. Rebecca tried to lift her mouth of Holly’s cunt, I heard her gasp and take a deep breath as Holly pressed Rebecca’s mouth hard against her cunt.

After finger fucking her ass for a few minutes and when I thought she was ready to accept my hard cock in her ass, I drove my cock into her wet cunt, coating my cock with Escort bayan her cunt juices. Then after pumping my cock in and out of her cunt, I pulled my cock out of her cunt and pressed the head of my cock against her tight ass-hole. When she took a breath and I felt her relax, I pushed my cock all the way into her ass until my balls were resting against her ass-cheeks.

Holly smiled at me and watched as I started to pump my cock in and out of Rebecca’s ass. I remember the first time that I fucked Holly ass it was on her eighteenth birthday as her father Mal fuck her cunt, I fucked her ass we double-teamed her, as her brother and his friend jacked off and shot their cum all over her face.

I was now slamming my cock in and out of Rebecca’s wet cunt, as Holly ground her cunt against Rebecca’s mouth. It wasn’t long before I was shooting my hot cum into my daughter-in-law’s ass, and once I had finished cumming and my cock was becoming soft I slipped my cock out of Rebecca’s ass.

When Holly released the grip she had on Rebecca’s head and Rebecca lifted her mouth up, Holly barked, “Rebecca, suck Marcus’s cock nice and clean so he can fuck me when his cock becomes hard again.”

Rebecca didn’t protest or complain about taking my dirty cock into her mouth, she licked and sucked the dirty mixture off my cock and kept sucking my soft cock until it was hard again.

“Rebecca, likes to be dominated and told what to do, don’t you Rebecca?” Holly chuckled.

Rebecca lifted her mouth off my cock and replied, “Yes, I like being told what to do.”

She then returned to sucking on my cock as Holly grinned at me, and said, “That’s enough Rebecca you can stop sucking Marcus’s cock.”

Rebecca removed her mouth from my cock and crawled back away from Holly, I moved between Holly’s legs and lifted her legs up onto my shoulders and with a hard fast thrust I drove my cock into her wet cunt and began fucking her at a furious pace just like I knew she liked. As I fucked Holly like a dog on heat, Rebecca was pumping her fingers in and out of her cunt.

As my cock exploded inside Holly’s cunt, I reached out and squeezed her small breasts and pulled and twisted her nipples. When I had finished cumming and had pulled my cock out of Holly’s cum filled cunt, Rebecca fetched us a drink.

“Rebecca, why didn’t you come and tell me earlier about making more videos for Daniel?” I asked.

“He told me not to tell you… he wanted to surprise you,” Rebecca replied.

“Tell me about the last video you made for him?” I asked,

“It was a movie where I was kidnapped and tied to the bed and fucked by several men,” replied Rebecca.

“Did you enjoy being tied up?” I asked.

“Not at first, some of the men were rough… Daniel said it was to make the movie more real,” Rebecca replied.

“Was there a lot of other men watching the video being made?” I asked.

“Yes there was a lot of men watching and most of them shot their cum over me,” Rebecca replied.

All those other men paid Daniel, to watch you being fucked,” I chuckled.

“Daniel didn’t tell me that,” Rebecca blurted.

“I want to be there the next time you make another video… to make sure your safe and so I can look after you,” I said.

“He did ask me if I wanted to fuck his customers for money,” Rebecca said.

“Daniel will turn you into a prostitute and an escort… you need to have Marcus looking after your safety,” said Holly and then said, “You have to be careful of Daniel he offered me a lot of money to let a dog fuck me on a video.”

“Rebecca, would you let a dog fuck you?” I asked.

“Maybe if the money was right,” chuckled Rebecca.

“I would love to watch my brother Jackson being fucked by a dog,” laughed Holly.

As I stroked my soft cock I watched as Holly and Rebecca started Bayan escort kissing and groping each other, they were soon lying on the carpet locked in a sixty-nine with Rebecca on her back and Holly on top of her, eating, sucking and fingering each other’s wet cunts. I desperately worked on my soft cock wanting and hoping it would become hard again.

With my cock once again rock hard, I knelt down onto the floor behind Holly and lifted her ass up and rubbed my cock over her soaking wet cunt. Holly gasped and attempted to lift her mouth off Rebecca’s cunt only to have Rebecca pull her head back down and pull her mouth against her cunt.

I drove my cock all the way into Holly’s eighteen year-year-old cunt in one quick thrust and heard her let out a muffled moan. I then began pumping my cock in and out of Holly’s cunt as Rebecca began to lick Holly’s cunt along with my cock and balls as I pumped my cock in and out of Holly’s cunt.

With Rebecca and Holly locked in a sixty-nine position on the floor, I held Holly’s hips and began thrusting my cock in and out of Holly’s wet cunt faster. My low hanging balls slapped against Rebecca’s face each time I thrust my cock into Holly’s cunt. Rebecca continued licking Holly’s wet cunt and my cock as I thrust my cock into Holly’s cunt. It wasn’t long before my cock was erupting and shooting my hot sticky cum into Holly’s cunt. After shooting several loads and with my cock becoming limp and soft, I withdrew my limp cock from Holly’s cunt.

I sat back and watched as my hot cum dripped out of Holly’s cum filled cunt and dripped over Rebecca’s face. My daughter-in-law Rebecca who only a few weeks ago had told me she didn’t like the taste of cum, was now sucking my cum out of Holly’s cunt, Rebecca had turned into a sex-hungry slut and I was enjoying how much she had changed.

As I sat there watching Rebecca and Holly eating each other’s cunts, I wondered what else Rebecca would be willing to do for money, would she really let a dog fuck her for money? I already knew that she would let other men fuck her and that she didn’t mind being videoed having sex with men and women. I knew Daniel could convince Rebecca to do anything he wanted for money and knowing how much of a deviant he was I was sure he had a lot more planned for my daughter-in-law.

After Holly climbed off Rebecca’s body, they both sat up beside me to catch their breath. Both their faces were covered and glistened in each other’s cunt juices and when they started kissing each other passionately I started working on my soft cock. Watching them kiss and lick each other’s face had my cock throbbing in no time and when I was fully hard and close to cumming I reached out and pulled Rebecca’s head down to my hard cock.

Rebecca opened her mouth and took the head of my cock inside her mouth, I took hold of her head by her hair and pushed her mouth all the way down until her chin rested on my pubic hair and all my cock inside her mouth. I could feel the tip of my cock hitting the back of her throat and when she started to struggle for breath, I lifted her head up and then began to pump her head up and down on my cock.

Holly sat there smiling at me as she watched me face fucking Rebecca, she knew what it felt like after being face fucked by me plenty of times before. With the fingers of one hand rubbing her own cunt, her other hand fingers were furiously fingering Rebecca’s cunt. I could feel Rebecca sucking my cock harder desperate to make me cum, as my cock started to shoot my hot cum into her mouth I pressed Rebecca’s head down keeping her mouth all the way onto my cock.

When I had finished I released my grip on Rebecca’s head and watched her lift her mouth off my spent cock and give the head of my cock a few licks before sitting up beside me. She turned to face me and with a beaming smile opened Escort her mouth wide to show me she had swallowed all of my cum. I knew that Daniel would have had her opening her mouth for the camera after swallowing cum.

Rebecca then asked, “Would you both like me to make you a coffee?”

“Yes please,” Holly and I replied.

When Rebecca was in the kitchen, Holly said, “Rebecca is going to be making another movie tomorrow.”

“Another movie with your father and brother?” I asked.

“No, Daniel has plans for Rebecca to be fucked by a couple of different men… and what I heard they all have massive cocks,” giggled Holly.

The idea of watching my daughter-in-law being fucked by a couple of men with large cocks excited me and I wondered how big their cocks would really be and if Rebecca knew that she was going to have all her holes stretched to the max.

When she returned with our coffees I asked, “I hear that you’re making another movie tomorrow Rebecca… I’m going to come and watch do you want me to come and pick you up and take you to the studio?”

Rebecca gave Holly a scowl and then replied, “Only if you want to Dad… Daniel was going to arrange for me to be picked up in the morning.”

“I will phone Daniel and let him know that I will be bringing you to the studio,” I chuckled.

The three of us sat there having our coffees, with Rebecca sitting between Holly and me, as soon as we had finished our coffees Holly and I started taking turns at groping her body. Rebecca’s head was turned from side to side as we took turns kissing her and we each twisted and pulled on one of Rebecca’s nipples making her squeal and her nipples stick out further.

I watched as Holly took Rebecca’s nipple into her mouth and gave Rebecca’s nipple a bite and pulled on her nipple making her scream and plead for Holly to stop.

When Holly lifted her mouth off Rebecca’s nipple she said, “Rebecca I think you should have your nipples pierced… what do you think Marcus?”

“Yes… your nipples would look great pierced,” I chuckled and then added, “Maybe some more piercings and a couple of tattoos would look great on you.”

“How would I explain the piercings and tattoos to my husband?” blurted Rebecca.

“Tell my son that you did it for him to spice up your marriage,” I replied.

“Rebecca have you thought about telling your husband Connor about what you have been doing?” asked Holly.

“No… I’m scared that Connor would leave me if he found out, he already hasn’t been interested in fucking me lately,” replied Rebecca.

I didn’t have the heart to tell my daughter-in-law that I knew that my son was more into men than women and that he was fucking one of his work colleagues. I’m sure Connor would be happy for his wife to fuck other men and that he might join in for a threesome once he saw the men that were fucking his wife.

“We should all get dressed… Connor will soon be coming home from work and I don’t want him to catch us,” blurted Rebecca.

“I better head home and clean up… Dad has his friend Steven coming over tonight,” Holly mumbled.

After Holly had left and Rebecca and I had dressed, we were sitting at the kitchen table having a coffee waiting for my son to come home from work. When Rebecca received a text message from Connor telling her that he was working late again and that he wouldn’t be home till late tonight. Rebecca was upset that her husband was once again staying at work.

“Rebecca, why don’t you change into something sexy and I will take you out to dinner and cheer you up?” I suggested.

“Dad are you sure that you want to take me out for dinner?” Rebecca asked.

“It will be like we’re on a date,” I replied.

“Okay, let me go and get changed,” Rebecca giggled.

When Rebecca returned to the kitchen she was wearing a short mini-skirt and blouse along with knee-high boots, she looked amazing and like a prostitute that would stand on the street looking for customers. I knew of just the right place to take her out to dinner and cheer her up.

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My Crazy Hot BUSTY Mother-in-Law

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Okay, this is my first story, and absolutely 110% true… I’m not a writer, so forgive me for all of you that are “writer critics”, this story isn’t going to cut the mustard on that front I’m sure…

The only “fact” about personal information I’ll share is that all of these events happened in Florida. That’s it, no real names, no real location names, nothing, too risky…

Here we go…

I met a girl at a retail location when I was 26. I thought she was probably 22-23, but she turned out to be only 18, so I told her that I was too old for her unless her parents said it was okay as I just don’t like unnecessary drama. One day about 2-3 months later she called me, and said that she and her mom were at a restaurant and why don’t I stop by, so I hopped in my car and did. When I got there, I was kind of stunned at how young her mom looked, keeping in mind that I was 26. The name I’ll use for her mom is Mary. Mary was divorced and I remembered thinking, “who was the fool?!” Mary had her daughter when she was about 22, so she was about 40 years old at this point and I mean smoking hot, just smoking, a head turner no matter where she went… Think kind of Morgan Fairchild, but not quite as flashy, but every bit as hot, sexy and busty, OMG, her tits were AMAZING, full, firm, magically firm and crazy side-boob that was to die for and just begged to be nuzzled. Later I looked at one of her bras and they were 34DD’s and perfect. If you are a tit man, these were the best I’ve ever seen.

Anyhow, I show up and it was basically an interview, her mom, Mary asking me questions, etc, and at the end, she said; “I’d be glad for you to date my daughter!”. So that is how this all got rolling. Technically she wasn’t my mother in law because I never married her daughter, but dated her for 5 years, lived together for 3, but her daughter was just too much Escort bayan of a whiney bitch and her mom, Mary, actually helped me see this and I never married her and moved on after 5 years.

Mary always dressed to kill, tight tops, that showed off her incredible breast her amazing side boob, slim waste and amazing ass and legs…. I’m telling you this woman had it going on and going on big time. I of course never lead on that I thought these thoughts, but I’m sure I must have been caught staring at her tits a few times, it was impossible not too!

When Mary would hug me, it was like she was intentionally pressing her tits into me, but, I really couldn’t tell. Sometimes I felt like she would move them from side to side a bit, as if almost rubbing them on me during a hug. She would kind of go out of her way to get close to me, bump into me and the like, but I just couldn’t believe at the time that she wanted to fuck me, but later I would find out.

When her daughter was in the shower getting ready, she would always make a point to come out and have a glass of wine and converse with me, give me sexy looks, tell me how handsome I was, that her daughter was lucky to have me, that if she was my age she’d be all over me. The signs were all over the place, but I chose to not see them, largely.

When I was first dating my girlfriend sometimes I would spend the night at their townhome, but out of courtesy I would sleep on the sofa. Mary was incredibly nice and very thoughtful, so I was that way in return. I’m a night owl, so often I’d be up late, watching TV or reading a book. She would come out in a nighty, initially not see through, but I could for sure make out the outline of her amazing breast and they would jiggle and sway and often I could make out her amazing nipples… I mean this woman reeked of sex and sexy in everything she Bayan escort did. I also noticed that she always had “fresh breath” during these late night encounters and I clocked that as interesting. She would gradually sit close and closer to me, and eventually would sit kind of cross legged hiking up her nighty to a point that my boner would hurt, or be ready to poke out of my sleeping gym shorts!

This progressed over time to where should she would wear these fucking see through night gowns that flowed with her breasts… You’d have to be a fucking fool to not figure it out at this point… But I was afraid to make a move, but damn, she’d leave, probably in frustration and I’d go bang one out. She was unreal.

Finally, the day came…. I went over to get her daughter but her daughter had to stay at work for 4 extra hours to cover for someone else so she suggested we have some wine and relax, so we did. Oddly, this particular day, she was dressed very non-sexy, shorts, loose fitting top, very non-descript. We have a few glasses of wine and about an hour later she disappeared for a minute. Their town home had a very large loft and the master bedroom was off of that. I heard her over the railing call me and asking if I could help her with something. So I went upstairs and went into the bedroom and she was spread out on the bed, legs open with a vibrator on her pussy with her AMAZING TITS begging to be sucked on! I was stunned, OMG, I had wanted to see her like this for a year now, but good god, I was fucking frozen. She just looked up at me and said; “You know I want this, and you would have to be crazy to not want it, so get over her, we only have a few hours and I need at least one for a good long fucking by my future son in law”

I couldn’t get out of my clothes fast enough, in fact, I almost fell down, I kid you not. I dove into Escort her pussy like a wild man, she wrapper her legs around my head and screamed; “OMG, lick mommy” (she always told me to call her mom). “OMG, I think you’re already going to make me come, DAMN YOU, I wanted this to last longer”. I kid you not, in like 60 seconds she was coming all over my face and bucking and playing with her tits, then my hair, then back to her tits, screaming that I was making her cum”. It was wild and I loved every minute of it.

I came up for air and she just looked at me like a woman crazed and said; “fuck me, fuck me with that big cock of yours, I’ve seen it at night, I’ve wanted it for a long time now get up here a fuck the shit out of me with that cock and now!” She was mad! I kid you not, I guess there was a year of pent up demand for me in her.

I plunged my cock into her pussy and pulled her to the edge of the bed and finally got my mouth on those tits that I wanted since the first day I saw her at the restaurant. OMG, her tits were just unreal, I fully became a tit man at 26 I can promise you that.

Now, this was a townhome, but she didn’t seem to care and was just going bananas over me fucking her for the first time. Screaming; “FUCK ME, FUCK MOMMY, FUCK ME WITH THAT COCK, FUCK ME GOOD, GOD DAMMIT YOU BETTER FILL ME FULL OF YOUR YOUNG CUM, I NEED YOUR FUCKING CUM, FUCK YOUR MOM!” And this went on for like 2-3 minutes and I unloaded the largest load of my life to date. We just laid there, still together, panting, breathing, smiling, living a moment we both had wanted for a long time, but her longer than me, because I was a fool! I remember thinking; “OMG, why did I wait so long to see it?”

We got up, laughed at some funny comments we made to each other, smiling, knowing, this wouldn’t be the last time, and it wasn’t, because we needed to wash off the sex before her daughter got home, so, of course, I fucked her up against the back wall of the shower with her leg up on a bench while I sucked on the absolutely amazing tits.

What a woman, what a fucking hot hot woman…

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My Birthday Present Ch. 02

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My Birthday Present was supposed to be a quickie, a short, one chapter, wham-bang-thank-you-mam to play with an idea I had. But then enough people emailed me and asked for more and, well, there is more to the tale.

Now, in chapter one, I wrote about Ben’s experience but he wasn’t the only one in the back seat of the car so, to balance things off, here’s the other side, here’s Sandy’s story.

Enjoy

******

As soon as I had dumped the bags I went up to my room, closed the door and threw myself on the bed. What had I done! For fuck’s sake, what had I done! I’d given my brother a blow job, that is what I’d done! What is more, I’d all but ordered him to fuck me tomorrow night. Talk about a moment of madness. I thought back to the car journey and how it had all started.

It had been the same old same old, the annual jaunt down to granny’s place to celebrate her birthday. Of course, it never occurs to mum and dad that it’s Ben’s birthday as well and maybe he doesn’t want to spend it travelling the motorways of Britain but, after all these years, it’s what we do. Four solid hours to get there and four solid hours back again. Talk about boring! It wasn’t so bad when we were younger and we had played all those stupid car games to pass the time but nowadays we all find that “I packed my suitcase…” is getting a bit childish. Ben had, as ever, plugged himself into his games console and was away with the fairies. Mum and dad were listening to the radio which was playing songs from the Jurassic period and I was bored, bored, bored, bored, bored.

After the inevitable stop for burger and chips it was getting dark and there was still two hours to go. To pass the time I had decided to catch up on a few Z’s so I fetched out the blanket that lives in the boot, wrapped it around me and curled up, trying to sleep.

Of course, even in our bloated and oversized SUV, there’s not enough room to stretch out and, as I tried to get comfy, I ended up kicking Ben in the balls. He made a big fuss about this and mum gave me a hard time and told me to settle down.

Well, if I couldn’t rest my legs on Ben’s lap then I might as well try it the other way round. I curled up on the back seat and, with Ben’s grudging consent, rested my head on his lap, folding my arms along his thighs.

And that’s where my wicked little daemon kicked in.

First you have to understand about Ben and I. Yeah, he’s my younger brother and, like all younger brothers, he’s a pain in the arse. He’s also a massive dork and hasn’t got a clue about women. He’s had like zero girlfriends, mostly because he’s too busy rescuing Escort bayan the princess or saving the world or whatever else he does on those games consoles he’s so keen on.

But he’s a good kid and, beneath the dorkiness, he’s kind and caring and sweet and pretty cool really. He’s also, but I’d never tell him this, a bit of a looker. Well, he would be if he wore better clothes and got himself a hair cut.

And I watch his back for him, I look out for him, I care about him, lots. I mean, we fight like cat and dog but, at the end of the day, we’re really close and… and he’s my brother.

And it seemed a shame that, here he was, eighteenth birthday and still a virgin. Poor kid. That didn’t seem right. Well, I couldn’t exactly set him up with a willing female and I’m not exactly sure that’s what I wanted but I could at least….

And that’s where it started. Maybe it was because my head was in his lap and, somehow, I became super aware of just how close his prick was. I had this sudden urge and, before I could stop myself, I moved my forearm so that it was resting along his thigh and, while still pretending to be asleep, I slipped my hand up the leg of his shorts.

At first he didn’t seem to notice and, at first, it could have been just the way my forearm lay but I didn’t leave it there. Slowly but surely my hand moved northwards. I’d hardly got started when he gives a gasp loud enough to attract mum’s attention. I whipped my hand out and lay there all innocent. For fuck’s sake, Ben, keep cool, eh?

I give it a few minutes to let things settle down again before having a second go. At first I was waiting for him to stop me but this time he’s got the message and he even shifted gently to make things easier. It’s a little tight and a little awkward inside his shorts but I end up with my thumb and forefinger around the base of his prick while the rest of my hand cups his balls. He was already stiffening before I even got there and, by the time I’m in position, he’s rock hard and reaching inside his shorts to do a little rearranging.

Of course, I can’t actually wank him off like that and I wasn’t sure if what I was doing was pleasing or teasing but, judging by his hard-on, he’s not completely averse. For me it just feels fine, making him hard, feeling him big and strong and oh so sexy. I just relax and go with the flow and, for the next twenty minutes or so I’m gently massaging him, keeping things ticking over nicely although it was quite obvious this it wasn’t going anywhere.

Part of me wanted to leave it at that. I mean, mum and dad were right there and any attempt to take Bayan escort it any further was going to make things a little obvious. However, Ben was getting increasingly frustrated and, at one point, he slipped his hand under the waistband of his shorts and started to join in. I immediately stopped what I was doing. Careful, Ben, we have to be discrete. You can’t just wank yourself off without mum or dad noticing. Anyway, call me selfish but part of me wanted to be in control. Sit back, little brother, and if there’s any wanking to be done then let me do it.

But that brought home to me how it was becoming increasingly cruel to tease him without any hope of release and, well, it would be a bit anticlimactic to play with his prick and not do it properly. What is more, he wasn’t the only one getting turned on; cuddling his balls was getting me hot and horny but what I really wanted, well, within the confines of the possible, was to feel my hand wrapped around his prick.

The key thing was to make sure it stayed hidden from mum and dad. OK, a huge part of the thrill was the fact that they were right there but I can only imagine what mum would say if she were to catch us at it. As for dad, he’d go ballistic. Whatever we were going to do it had to stay hidden.

And what better to hide things away than the blanket I had wrapped around me. If I were to use it to cover what we were doing then that, along with the dark, would keep things looking innocent. I slipped my hand out of Ben’s shorts, looked up at him and gave him a huge wink. As I rearranged the blanket I made a big palaver about getting comfortable and, when I settled down again, it was over my head and, more importantly, over his lap.

Now we could get down to business.

Slowly, stealthily, I worked at his fly, undoing the button, easing down the zip. He reached down to help and, from time to time, our hands touched. Somehow that was more intimate that playing with his prick. Talking of which, his boxers had a button fly which was no real obstacle and, in no time, I fished it out and had got what I wanted.

God, he felt hard, god he felt big, god he felt good!

Of course, I couldn’t wank him off properly. Under cover of the blanket I couldn’t really move my hand much so I went for a sort of milking motion and, with my thumb, gently eased his foreskin back and forth. Some of my friends find wanking their boyfriends to be demeaning but, for me, it’s about the power. Ben was basically helpless; I was in control and, for as long as I could, I played him like a fish. At one point he started to jerk his hips so that he was effectively Escort fucking my hand. I immediately dropped him and left it like that until he stayed still. Oh, no, little bro, that’s my job, not yours.

Of course, as time went on, he got nearer and nearer to popping his cork and, if I didn’t do something, then underneath the blanket was going to become one big soggy mess. Anyway, I’d kind of known this bit was coming, excuse the pun, right from the start and there was one simple option to keep it mess free.

With the smallest of movements I pulled his prick towards me and slipped the tip into my mouth. A few flicks of my tongue across his glans and then I took it in as deep as I could and….

God, who’d have thought he had so much spunk in him. I had to swallow and swallow and swallow just to keep up. Meanwhile he’s all but lost control and the most extraordinary noises are coming from his mouth. Mum gave him a lecture on grunting and he blamed it on an exciting video game. The bit that made me giggle was when mum told him to keep quiet or he’d end up waking me.

And then, with it all over, we just stayed there. I gently kissed and licked the end of his prick making sure it didn’t leak all over the place and, blow me, it wasn’t long before he was stiffening up and all but ready to go again.

I’d have done it too except that we got to a lit part of the motorway and, even beneath the blanket, I could tell that, if mum or dad were to turn round, it would be all to clear what was going on. I gave his prick one last kiss and tucked it back in his boxers. As surreptitiously as we could we put everything back where it belonged and it was all over.

And then, when we got home, mum and dad did that thing where they march off and Ben and I have to unpack the car. I was still randy as hell so I pinned Ben to the back of the car and pulled his hand up under my skirt. I told him in no uncertain terms that he owed me one and, when he fussed about mum and dad being around, I reminded him that they’re out tomorrow night and all but demanded that he come and fuck me.

Oh god, what have I done?

Because the thing is, the thing really is, that I rather got off on it all. Yeah, I know, it’s incest and all that and so very, very wrong on so many levels but… but I loved having his prick in my mouth and now I want to feel it other places as well. There’s something about sex with Ben that’s very different from the guys I usually date. OK, the obvious one is that he’s my brother and all but it’s more than that. He knows me, he knows me well and I don’t have to play a part or put on a face. What we did in the car was pure fun, no strings, no fuss, just me getting him off. Part of me says that I should leave well alone, that I should never, ever, go anywhere near him again and part of me can’t wait to fuck his brains out.

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Deep Massage

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S: Would my Sir like a massage on his ass after a long afternoon sitting? I’ll use my hands later.

D: Ahhhhhh… a breast massage, now you’re using your talents.

S: Yes… boobies… oiled up boobies actually… and soft lips along your spine as they rub against your taut cheeks.

D: You missed your calling… should have been a massage therapist. You would give everyone a happy ending.

S: Perhaps not everyone… though I do enjoy giving a massage… my breasts move down to your thighs as my fingers come into play… kneading and massaging those cheeks… firm pressure… then small circles all over, pressing along your cleft.

D: The sensation of your oiled boobs on my thighs and your fingers between my cheeks makes me press my hips into the bed and my cock begins to stir.

S: You feel my fingers slip inside your ass crack… massaging around your puckered opening while one hand moves down to caress your tightening balls as you shift your weight… need to turn over, Sir?

D: I am feeling as though I’m lying on a log, but I want you to keep your hands right where Escort bayan they are, or where they are going. What do you think of my may pole? You may do anything you like with it.

S: Well, it would be good for you to ease up slightly… that’ll give you more room… and give my fingers more room too! I can cup and massage your balls as one finger rubs and works its way into your tight hole… just as my hand slips forward to wrap around the base of that beautiful pole… it’s very twitchy.

D: Easing up onto my knees, with my head still on the bed. That should give you ample room to perform your skillful maneuvers. Mmmmmmm… a prostate massage while fisting my cock… yes, my sexy princess… you make me very twitchy.

S: I can hear you gasp and groan into the pillow as I ease my finger in further… massaging your inner walls ’til I feel you press back against me. My oily hand begins to stroke up and down that twitching length… slowly… lightly squeezing and trailing my soft finger pads over the sensitive tip each time I reach that swollen crown… I bite my lip and moan as Bayan escort you begin to pant beneath me.

D: Your finger searches for my prostate and finds the smooth surface. I feel a tingle at the base of my cock, just above my swollen balls. I instinctively move my hips back and forth to fuck your hand as it encircles my throbbing shaft. Milk my cock baby. I’m moaning as I sense my release is getting near.

S: Mmmm… I can feel you swell and tighten further under my grip… my hand begins to pump your cock faster… loving your moans of ecstasy as my finger presses against your prostrate and your hips buck and body jerks… are we going to waste all this precious cum or are you going to give it a safer haven than the bed sheets?… I’ll gladly slip beneath you and offer my welcoming mouth… or press my oiled tits together and feel your warm cream caress them… oh the options are many… what would you prefer; my Sir?

D: When you make me cum, I want you to suck it through my thick straw. Massage my prostate, fist my shaft, and suck my cock until I explode deep into the back of Escort your throat.

S: Then I shall do just that… slipping underneath your thighs to lay prone beneath you… my lips against the head of your cock as my hand continues to stroke you… matching your rhythm as you rock against my probing finger.

D: The image of my sexy submissive baby beneath me, sucking and coaxing the cum from my balls is just what I need. My pace picks up as the rhythm of my hips matches your movements. I fuck your mouth furiously, making you gag and forcing the saliva from your pursed lips, but you continue to focus on your prize. You feel me swell, and I pull back for one last shove… then with a loud sigh I explode deep into your mouth, shooting ropes of cum over your tongue as you swallow it all like the good girl you are.

S: Mmmmm… I continue to lick and suck and milk your cock with my hand… making sure I get every drop from your shuddering body… then with a smile on my lips I slide up into your arms… letting you collapse onto me as you catch your breath… offering my cum coated lips for your kiss.

D: You always give me such great pleasure… it’s what you do best. I adoringly lay beside your beautiful body and kiss your cum soaked lips. I do taste good on you.

S: Why thank you kind Sir! Your pleasure is mine.

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Deanne and Me Ch. 04

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It was early in the morning when I went to my truck and started off on my mission.

Almost a year had passed since I last saw Deanne. Yes, I had been missing her. She really is a wonderful person but I must admit that I had been thinking more about her as a sex partner while driving to the airport. Her magnificent body had given such pleasure to me that I was hoping she would still be interested in me sexually.

Having arrived at the airport early, I was wandering around to pass the time until her flight was due. My eyes were on full scan. It was already ungodly hot and humid outside so most of the girls I saw in the airport were scantily dressed. I of course thought that was a nice treat. Problem was, seeing all that naked female skin got me hornier and hornier.

“Christ almighty!” I though to myself. “If this keeps on, I’ll be fucking her before we get out of the waiting area! The girls around are nothing but down right sexy!”

Finally forcing myself to look away from all the eye candy to check my wristwatch, I realized I still had time for a coffee before going to the gate to greet Deanne.

My warped sense of humor gave me a chuckle as I walked into the nearby snack shop. My chuckle came from my pondering of if I should hang a taxidermist sign from the pole in my pants. It would be appropriate because I’d mount anything at this point.

“Regular black coffee please,” I said to the waitress as I sat down at the counter. Seconds later, a wonderfully aromatic cup of fresh coffee was treating my sense of smell.

Try as I might, my thoughts continually went back to those times spent with Deanne when I was in Honolulu. The erection I was trying to get diminished only grew harder. Nearing the end of my coffee, and seeing the time, I picked up the newspaper to scan over it. I figured if anything would kill an erection, it would be the news!

Surprisingly, the flight Deanne was on landed only ten minutes late. A mixture of emotions ran wildly though me as I waited. Then, I saw a glimpse of her. When she had passed through the doorway into the waiting area, I raised my hand and waved.

“Deanne!” I called out, loud enough for her to hear me but not so loud I’d attract attention. “Deanne! Over here!”

When our eyes met, I instantly had another erection in my pants but I was feeling scared as well, wondering what her reaction would be.

“ART!” she yelled as she trotted toward me, her arms outstretched and a wide smile on her face. “My God it seems like decades since I saw you last,” she murmured in my ear as we tightly hugged each other.

After a brief chat, we headed to the baggage claim area, talking and laughing more like close friends rather than boss and worker. We easily found her luggage and headed to the truck. When I opened the door for her to get in, as she sat down and flashed me a great view of those most coveted thighs, she hit me with a very unexpected question.

“Would you take us to my room? I want to shower and change clothes before we go to office,” she asked with a wink.

“Sure. Not a problem at all!” was my reply. I walked around the truck and after putting her one medium sized suitcase and small carry-on bag in the bed, I got behind the wheel and we were off to the hotel. It took less than an hour to get to the hotel, which was only about ten minutes from the office.

“You didn’t bring much luggage for a two week stay,” I commented as I lifted the two pieces from the bed of my truck. Then, as a shot of fear of rejection went through me again, I inquired, “You will be here for two weeks, right?”

Her sexy smile broadened even more. “Sorry to say, it is only for two weeks,” came her answer as she slowly ran her hand down over my cheek, neck, and then chest. “I’d like it to be longer,” she added, her hand now erotically near my crotch.

I laughed from a mixture of excitement and relief. “Heard that all my life, but usually it’s said in the bedroom!”

Deanne chuckled and raised up on her toes. “I seem to recall you’re a perfect fit in me,” she whispered before nibbling lightly on my ear. “Let’s go check my accuracy,” she added.

“Thank God I had the check-in already taken care of for you!” I said as we walked briskly to her room. Opening the door, she entered and looked around. When I closed the door, she turned to face me and I saw she was unbuttoning the last button on her blouse.

“I didn’t bring many clothes because I figured I won’t be wearing them very much,” she informed as she undid her bra. “And I presume you won’t permit a lady to sleep alone in a strange town, right?” she asked as her bra dropped to the floor. I unknowingly grinned as my eyes drank in the arousing site before me.

“Certainly not!” I said, stepping to her as I quickly unbuttoned my shirt. Tossing my shirt to the floor, I reached out and took her in my arms. Her skin was as soft and warm as I remembered. It felt so good to hold her and run my hands up and down her naked, smooth back. She held my arms just above my elbows for a few moments before I felt her hands Escort bayan tugging at my belt. I let go of her and stepped back a few inches, my hands immediately dropping to the elastic waistline of her skirt.

Almost in exact unison, we were standing there nude in front of each other. Her nipples were as hard as my cock, which was more than eager to slide into her warm paradises.

Backing her up to the bed I gently pushed her onto her back after she sat had down. Without a word I squatted and slipped my arms under her knees, lifting them as high as needed for me to fulfill one of my many desires for her. Before she could react I buried my face in the warm musky heaven of her pussy and slowly slid my tongue from bottom to top of her slit.

“Oh! YES!” she gasped as sexual lightening coursed through her body. As if to encourage me to continue, she parted her legs and placed her feet on my shoulders. My tongue and lips teamed up to take her quickly to her first of what I hoped to be many orgasms. When she was satisfied her feet dropped to the floor and she was sitting up, looking at my face which was covered with her special glaze.

“Now it’s your turn!” she giggled as she slid to the floor and slipped my throbbing flesh into her mouth, all in one quick and sexual motion. Her mouth did magic to me and all too soon, I was unloading into her mouth and throat. Having eagerly taken every drop from me, she licked my balls and kissed my rapidly deflating cock before standing up.

Smiling, she looked at me and said, “You fit nicely in there. This evening, we’ll check out your fit in other places.”

She turned and began walking toward the bathroom. “I have to go shower. Would you wash my back?”

Naturally I agreed to assist her.

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Before long we were on our way to the office and spent the remainder of the day acting as if nothing happened. After work I drove Deanne to get her rental car and we went back to her hotel room after she bought some beer and several variations of pizza.

After we were full, I walked over to the small fridge and placed the uneaten pieces inside, then went to the bathroom. Returning to the sleeping area I was going to grab two bottles of beer but I saw Deanne was now on her belly, legs parted, and not a stitch of clothing on. I was looking down the length of her legs and had paused my scan on her inviting ass. With my cock now as hard as a shaft of titanium, I forgot about the beer and crawled on top of her.

“How would you feel if I told you I have to evaluate your performance before I leave?” she asked as I pressed my cock into her ass crack.

“I hope you only evaluate my performance in the office, not in bed. I don’t want to go job hunting right now!” I said with a chuckle as my rapidly throbbing muscle slid into the opening of her wet pussy.

“Oh!” she gasped as the thick head of my cock penetrated into her wet inner sanctum. I pushed in a further. “Oh, Baby! If I judged you by your fucking abilities, you’d own the company!” she softly moaned as she lifted her ass and accepted more of the pleasure I was pumping her with. I slowly stroked the full length of my rod back and forth in her snug, warm, and welcoming pussy. I was slowly building up my tempo, little by little going faster. Faster. Faster.

I was ramming hard and fast back and forth as her once soft moans were transforming into soft screams of enjoyment. Even those soft screams became louder and louder as I felt her body tensing up.

“Oh-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h!!! Shi-i-i-i-i-i-i-it!!!” she whaled as her body convulsed under me. She let loose the first of many gushes as her pussy squeezed my cock repeatedly, coaxing me to release my pleasure to her.

Blame it on the beer, or on my desire to pleasure her, but I wasn’t quite ready to cum. When her orgasms subsided I pulled my cock from her pussy and chose my next target. The target of tightness I had longed for all these months.

Pressing the tip of my lubricated cock against her anus, she assisted my entry by pulling her cheeks apart and lifting her hips. My immersion into her was easily completed and it was I that moaned in delight as the sensations of extreme pleasure raced through my body. She let go of her ass cheeks and I began the journey to my sexual satisfaction.

The tightness around the entire circumference of my pulsating cock made it impossible for me to withhold for very long, much against my desires.

“Let it go, Baby!” she coaxed, hearing my breathing become panting as my body gradually tensed in preparation for my looming explosion as I rode her heavenly ass to paradise. “Cum in my ass! Let it go!!” she coaxed as she repeatedly tightened and relaxed her anal muscles around my shaft. “Cum on, Baby, let me feel your cum in me!”

Just as an actor follows the directors wishes, she no sooner spoke those words than I could wait no longer. “OH-H-H-H-H-H-H-H DEANNA!” I moaned in a deep rumble as my first load shot into her stretched cavity.

“YES, BABY! Bayan escort YES! OH YES!” she moaned repeatedly as she moved her ass in perfect rhythm with my strokes. I was feeling dizzy from the intensity of my orgasm as I savored the pleasure I was experiencing. After she had drained every possible drop from me, I rolled onto the bed beside her. It was then I realized she had been fingering her pussy while I had been fucking her in the ass as she pulled her arm from under her. I grasped her wrist and guided her finger into my mouth, slowly sucking her juices from it.

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The next morning I woke to the sensation of her long, soft hair against my abdomen and her mouth caressing my erection. Pausing from her self initiated activity, she looked up at me.

“Your alarm cock woke me up,” she explained with a grin, kissing the tip of my tower of flesh held gently in her hands. “It was knocking at my backdoor…”.

She licked up the length of my shaft. Waves of pleasure raced through my groggy body.

“So I thought I’d answer it,” she finished stating before taking the entire length of my pole into her throat and mouth.

“Oh my God!” I said in a combination of a groan and gasp. Her hand was lightly rubbing my firm, cum replenished scrotum as her mouth coaxed me closer to her goal.

Sensing by my gasps and moans of delight as well as from the actions of my manhood within her mouth, she knew I was nearing climax. Without a word she was almost instantly straddling me, guiding me into her saturated pussy. The warm softness of her labia slid over my tip and it was soon pushing against the roof of her uterus as she lowered her body on top of me until I was supporting her entire weight on my hips.

“God, I needed this!” she whispered as she laid down on top of me, making certain my excited flesh stayed buried within her. Moving her hips in ways I never dreamed possible, her soft lining massaged my cock into elation. I lifted my hips to force myself deeper into her as she rode my shaft to the penthouse of pleasure. I had grabbed her by the ass, both to keep her in position and to enjoy the feeling of it, but she was lost in the haze of her own satisfaction.

She screamed out in pleasure as her body jolted, jerked, and shook on top of me as I felt her release flowing down over my sac. Thrusting my cock upward, driving it as deep into her as I could, she had me in a head lock with my face buried between her firm breasts as she screamed out again. Another wave of cum washed over my balls as she stole one more orgasm from her private sexual breakfast buffet. She was panting rapidly as her body collapsed on me with my cock still rock hard and deep in her satisfied pussy.

“You didn’t cum?” she whispered in my ear as her hot breath pulsated over it as she struggled to regain control of her breathing.

I shook my head to confirm her query.

“Oh Baby, I don’t know if my body can handle any more right now,” she said softly as she sat upright, my cock still throbbing within her saturated pussy. “This is the most intense sex I’ve had since the last time I was with you. My heart is still racing!” she explained, seeming to be truly disappointed. Her fingers randomly traced over my chest as I looked at her. She was beautiful. Her long hair perfectly framed her face and flowed gently down over her ample breasts, making her even more visually enticing. Before I could suggest anything, she was looking deep into my eyes.

“I know!” she exclaimed. “I haven’t given you a foot job yet; Would you like that?” she asked with unmistakable excitement in her voice. My mind instantly replayed the movie from the last time she did that and I willing accepted her suggestion.

She rocked her hips back and forth a few times, giving my cock one last treat from her pussy before she stood up on the bed. I scrambled to the floor and walked to the foot of the bed as she laid down on her belly with her feet just beyond the edge of the bed. I had grabbed the bottle of oil and was now positioned at her feet, pouring a generous coating of oil on her feet and my cock.

I massaged her feet and ankles for a few moments before I lifted them to my anxious cock. Touching the rigidity of my cock, instantly she wrapped her soft, slippery feet around my shaft and tickled me erotically with her toes. She trapped my flesh between the soles of her feet and I knew I wouldn’t last very long.

Repeatedly scanning her legs and ass elevated my arousal level quickly as she moved her feet and toes around and over my cock. I ran my hands up and down her calves, leaning forward a bit to push my cock tightly against her feet.

With my cock nestled in the erotic grasp of her feet, I moved my hips back and forth, allowing me to enjoy the texture of her feet around my desire swelled flesh. Her well oiled feet felt like crinkled velor to me as she expertly coaxed me to within an inch of losing my resistance.

I couldn’t resist the coaxing and let loose. My first shot landed half way up her Escort back, creating what looked like a snowball against the dark tan of her skin. Another wad flew through the air and landed on her ass.

Another shot was fired from my flesh cannon. Then another. Then another.

Before long, I had spotted the skin on her back, ass, thighs, and calves with the result of my satisfaction. I had cum so much her feet were thickly covered as well. Some of my gratitude was slowly creeping down her over her ankles and calves.

“I love the feeling of you cumming on me,” she said softly as her feet continued to massage my now limp cock. Even though I had one hell of an orgasm, it still felt wonderful to have her feet and toes stroking me and rubbing me gently between them.

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The two week duration of Deanne’s visit disappeared in an instant. We had enjoyed countless of hours of talking, cuddling, and of course, sex. It was Saturday and our last day together. The mood was teetering on the edge between explosive sex and a total loss of control over the sadness and disappointment we both were experiencing as we tried to come to grips over our impending separation.

We were both, of course, nude, as we seemed to always be as quickly as possible once we were in the safety of her hotel room. We were laying on the bed, her head on my shoulder and my arm around her torso. She was entertaining herself with my cock and I had no complaints.

“I was hoping this day wouldn’t ever arrive,” she whispered. Her hand felt like heaven to me as she enjoyed every inch of the soft skin that covered my hardened muscle and the firmness of my balls.

“Same here,” I confessed as I reached over to run my fingers lightly over her temple and through her hair. I kissed her on top of her head as my hand slid down over her cheek. She kissed my palm and we lay there in silence for several more moments.

She had repositioned herself onto her side. Her hand roaming up and down my torso from my neck to my navel as her leg rested over my throbbing rod.

“We haven’t made love outside since I’ve been here. Do you know that?” she asked, stretching to kiss me. I smiled uncontrollably, fairly certain what this was leading up to.

Within an hour we were dressed, in my truck with a cooler full of ice, beer, sandwich meat, and all the fixings for a picnic in the bed of the truck. I knew just the place to go for this, the last day of our unity.

It took just over an hour to get there. The entire trip, my cock was dancing wildly within the confines of my sweatpants as my hand enjoyed the curves and softness of the skin on Deanne’s leg, exposed to her crotch due to the shortness of the ‘skort’ she wore.

Slowing down almost to a stop, I turned onto a narrow dirt road that was lined with a thick forest on either side. Pulling back on the lever to engage the four wheel drive, we began the trek upward through the lush canopy nature had prepared for us. Soon, the incline of the road leveled off and Deanne was treated to one of the best views this part of the country has to offer, and fortunately for us, it was on my Uncle’s property so our privacy was guaranteed.

I parked the truck and shut off the engine. Deanne was out of the truck and taking in all the beauty before her. I quickly joined her, placing my arm around her waist.

“This is absolutely beautiful!” she exclaimed. In front of us and about seven hundred feet below was the Allegheny river. It was lined with an uninterrupted carpet of green leaves being proudly worn by the trees that covered the mountain side. The sun sparkled off the ripples of the river as it flowed over the rocks in the riverbed below as Deanne and I stood there for a few moments.

“Oh, Art!” she said as she began to undress. “This is just perfect!” she stated as her eyes covered every inch of the view while she took of her few pieces of clothing.

Following her lead, I too was soon undressed and we were standing nude, arms around each other, in the warm sunlight as we enjoying the view before us. A few moments later, I excused myself and went to the truck, returning quickly with the cooler and a large, thick blanket for us.

I spread the blanket out, fairly close to the edge of the cliff but still back far enough to be safe. My cock was hard and anxious to enjoy the pleasures this naked goddess of sex that stood near me had to offer.

“Come on over,” I called to Deanne after I had sat down on the blanket. She joined me on the blanket and my hands wasted not a second before they began savoring the curves of her naked body. I don’t know how long it took, but it seemed like an eternity before she spoke.

“I know what will make this perfect for me” she said, standing up beside me. “Lay down on your back, Hun,” she requested.

Assuming the position she requested, my head was toward the cliff and I scanned up her shapely legs, over her well groomed bush, continued up over her flat stomach, paused to enjoy the firm round breasts she had, and ended when I was gazing at her face. I watched as she stepped one foot over me. She was straddling over top of me and knelt on her knees with her already wet pussy coaxing my erection to it’s opening with the help of her hand.

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Movie Night Ch. 05

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Riley and I stopped in the kitchen, and she gushed more to me “I can’t wait, Daddy. Mr. D. You are SO good to us!” and kissing me one last time, her senses came back a little more refined, I think. “Holy crap, Mr. D. You’re sweating like a mule!”

Indeed I was. I was covered with it. My cock now hung flaccid, thick from my exertions, and extended in front of me, and Riley’s hand surrounded me warmly and squeezed. She found her robe and hung it thickly over her petite frame. “Better get that breakfast…Daddy.” And with a huge smile, she went back to the dishes.

I found my shorts, T-Shirt, and re-dressed, sitting down now with a voracious appetite. The coffee hit the spot, and I was drying out, my loose clothes absorbing some of the wetness.

Again…my balls seemed primed. “can’t be…”, I exhaled slightly, amazed at their state, and Riley caught my words in mid air. “Can’t be what, Mr. D? Can’t be real? Did you ever think this would happen to you?” She turned around, and leaning her butt against the sink, her robe slightly parted, I could see her cleavage well, and just the hint of her woman-ness and that amazing red fur covering her own fertile valley.

“Actually, Riley, I was, well, just thinking on how good I feel at the moment.”

“Endorphins, Stud?” she had a huge smile now. “Or maybe it’s having 3 young ladies pretty much throw themselves at you?” This made me smile, and I returned the volley “it’s just that this much in so little time normally wears me down, but…well…” and I moved my gaze from her form to my shorts when I spoke “I feel really…um…well…” I couldn’t find the words, but Riley did.

“You feel virile, Mr. D. V-I-R-I-L.” She spelled it out for emphasis, even if she spelled it wrong. College should fix that, I thought, and I smiled back in return. “I’m guessing you feel like a stud-horse in a barn full of mares, Mr. D. Think you can keep up?” Advancing towards me now, those delicate feet crossed the kitchen flooring, stretching each leg towards me, parting her gown, and giving me glimpses of her sex with each step “or does our big, strong, stud need a break?”

Riley poured me another cup of coffee, but it was all I could do to keep from staring at those wonderful orbs, now fully on display. She had no shame about her body. She wanted me to see it. She was peaking, in both her confidence, and her sexuality, and she was fully aware of the act of her display.

Riley kissed my cheeks, playfully, and brought her robe closed. Fuck, those breasts of her. So amazingly sexy, and I found myself wanting another look. Riley’s mouth moved to my ear “You haven’t finished your duties here, Mr. D…Stud…and her tongue licked inside my ear as her teeth softly nibbled my earlobe, and I’m not about to let you slack off on your duties.” Her hand was over my cock now, still thick and distended, but not a full blown hard on.

“Tell you what, Mr. D.” Your other kids aren’t getting home until after school sports. That’s what 6…7 pm? About the same time as Mrs. D. gets back. You take a few moments, and let me know when you’re ready. Besides, I want to get in a run sometimes today myself.” She turned back to the dishes, immersing her hands in the soapy water, picking up a plate.

“Now THAT’S a good girl, Ms. Riley” I responded, and standing up now, towering over her “and that’s a good idea. I may just do the same thing myself, but first,” and I stood and covered the few steps to her, pinning her to the sink’s edge, preventing her from turning. “I want you to have a quick taste of what’s to come, Riley”, and lifting her robe, I exposed her firm buttocks, pressing the length of my shaft into the muscular crease.

“Oh…fuck…yes..Mr. D…please…can you?”, Riley lowered her head, and pushed her cheeks out, the action causing her head to drop, her hands still inside the dishwater. I saw her lovely little flower blossom for me, all crinkly and darkened, just above her drooling honey pot.

Lowering myself to my knees, I continued “Of course I can…and I want a taste of my special little girl’s treasures” as my tongue found her wetness and I extended it as deep as the angle would permit. Riley was taken a bit by surprise, and her whimpers let me know I had touched the right nerves. My hands spread her cheeks, and I nibbled at each labia, lapping up the womanly flow, savoring the musky, pheromone-lade smell of a woman in heat.

“Oh, my, Riley…ovulating, are we?” I could taste her fertility in the creamy pouring over my tongue.

“Mr. D…yes…just for you, Daddy…yes.”

She pressed her ass back towards me to increase the pressure, but I relented, and moved my tongue up and over the tight blossom of her puckered ass, flattening it out, scraping the sensitive nerve endings.

“Shit…fuck…Mr. D…Yes…Daddy…oh, fuck…yes…again…more…fuck” Riley continued, my fingers playing with her clit now, dipping into the valley and exploring inside her, and my tongue swirling tight circles over and around her exposed hole. Escort bayan Riley’s walls tightened on my fingers, and I felt the quiver just as the flow of liquid increased. She held her breath tight, contracted her stomach, and gasped for air in between light sighs of pleasure.

“I love you, my special Ms. Riley. I love you. I love all my good girls” and standing, I slowly, rubbed the head of my penis around her sex. I wasn’t throbbing hard, but it was good enough to press home, stimulating her over her clit, and finally slipping back and up gently, I entered her heat, burying myself to my balls with a semi-erect cock. This wasn’t meant for the deed yet, but I wanted her to know I hadn’t forgotten about her womanly charms, and that her affections would always be returned in kind.

Slow, long strokes of my thickness probed her sensitive lining, and had the reaction of filling my tube slightly more, so that within a moment or two, I was hard enough to slide nearly out, examining the inflamed red head of my cock, and mentally comparing it to the color of her bush and her hair.

Hmmm…yum.

Riley’s head was on her arms now, resting comfortably on the sink’s edge, and the robe was bunched above her waist, making it look from the wrong angle, at least, like I was taking advantage of an oversize marshmallow, her legs to my side and her blazen-red hair the only indication that a human was captured inside the coverings.

Another stroke, and I was sufficiently engorged to bottom-out deep inside Riley, and she noticed. I could feel the head pressing into the wall of her uterus, but unlike the other girls, her cervix wasn’t readily apparent to me. The sponginess pushed back at me, and my balls cringed up and forward, despite not having a lot to offer at the moment. This was, again, just a reminder to Riley that she was next, and I was going to become very familiar with her, inside and out.

Riley’s tunnel squeezed me, softly, then gently, in that familiar rhythm of pre-orgasm, and I asked “Riley, would you like to give me a gift first…before you become the mother of my child?”

She was panting now. I could only imagine how pert her nipples had become, and my mind was remembering the feel of those amazing areola’s spread out across my tongue. But I had stamina right now. I wasn’t anywhere near cumming; there wasn’t anything TO cum. That would be later. Right now, I wanted her to know how good we could feel together, and I wanted to control the Riley Orgasm show.

“Oh…OH…OH..FUCK…FUCK ME…Mr. D…FUCK ME…FUCK ME..FUCK MEEEEeeee…” and Riley was thrusting her pussy back onto my cock.

I literally had to shove my hips forward, again pinning her to the sink. Her hands left the water and moved to each edge of the sink, and her head flew up in response as she gasped “OH, MY GOD!” and then lost her voice. I was DEEP inside her now…my balls pressed warmly into her clit. She was thrusting up, down, back, anything to gain the orgasm, but I wrapped my left hand into her hair, removing the scrunchy, and used both hands to flow her delicious red mane onto her back. The term succubus and images of a ginger-headed femme fatale blended in my head with Riley’s face and form, and my shaft surged at the naughtiness of her stealing my soul somehow in this, the most carnal of acts.

She was still panting “Mr. D…please…please…I need to cum so bad, Mr. D…please…Oh, My God, Mr. D…Daddy…let me cum, please…?”

I wrapped my left hand into her locks, and spun my hand, gathering the hair around my fist tightly, then slowly, gently, pulled back, arching her head back towards me, while I lowered my lips to her ears in a moment of playful revenge.

“I’ll tell you when you can cum, young lady, and you will not do so until I permit it, understand?”

My voice was deep, throaty, and in command. Riley’s eyes were wide open, her throat tightly drawn out, and my right hand smoothed and glided over the skin at the right side of her neck, down over her shoulder. Dragging the robe with me, she lifted her right arm, removing it from the wrapping.

Thrusting my hips forward more, my cock again pushed against her inner linings, now dripping over me, and I felt her contract slightly, the hard nubbin of her cervix finally tickle the underside of my cock head. There it was. It was as if I was resting on the ledge of her cervix, deeply inside of her.

She winced, took another breath of air, and submitted “o.k., Daddy…o.k. Daddy…o.k. Daddy…fuck…o.k. Daddy…please…o.k. Her knuckles were white now upon the sink’s edge, and she was beginning to perspire herself.

I let my right hand sneak behind her right arm, and sliding under, found her breast. So warm. Fuck…so full and firm in my hand. My fingers surrounded the tight flesh, squeezing gently, and I heard Riley coo in response, her inner walls again compressing my shaft, but not quivering. She was trying to hold back. Her face now a deep red, and her freckles in stark contrast from Bayan escort having to find control of her impending orgasm somewhere.

“Good girl” I said. My fingers traveling to the outer ring of her breast, where those outstanding areola’s joined with her breast tissue. Again, lightly caressing them, then squeezing, then pulling the nipples as far away from her body until I felt her cuntal walls once again flood my cock.

So wet. A rush of her sex-laden scent wafted into my nose, and I knew how ready she was.

It was time.

I gently released her nipple, the breast responding with a short bounce to her form, and my hand traveled back to me, sliding over her ribs, waist, pausing only at that tightly coiled ass of hers. I pulled more firmly with my left hand, now stretching her red hair back, and let her know in no certain terms what I wanted.

“When I get to “0”, Riley, you can cum for me, o.k.?”

“Fuck…Mr. D…Daddy…anything, oh, Fuuuuuuuccccckkkk” she moaned as my right hand’s thumb found her asshole, and I began a slow inward pressing.

“10.” “9.” I pressed my thumb into the dark flower, now spread lusciously open as Riley first contracted, then relaxed the muscles surrounding my thumb.

“Mr. D! Fuck…OH FUCK!! OH, FUCKING FUCK ME..FUCK ME..PLEASE…DEEPER…FUCK ME!!”

I slid my cock nearly out of her, draining her of juices, and watched as a small trickle of her wetness cascaded down my cock, over my receding shaft and balls, and onto the floor.

“Can you feel that, Riley? Can you smell it?” I asked her, pushing back in slowly, the musky, heavy scent of her overheated pussy filling my nostrils, and causing my abdomen to tighten.

“Uh-huh…UH-HUH…OH, FUCK…DADDY…PUT IT BACK…PUT IT BACK…” and as I proceeded to count “8”, “7”, “6”, I removed my thumb just as I bottomed out again, pressing back into her uterine wall. Moving my thumb up to my mouth, I licked it quickly, savoring her youthful taste, and put the now-lubricated digit back in place, popping it in to the first knuckle.

Riley went rigid.

“Mr. D! I NEED TO CUM…RIGHT NOW…FUCK ME..DADDY…DADDY…I NEED TO CUM RIGHT NOW!”

Her arms were shaking, her ass was quivering, and her legs were like jello-filled tubes below me. Still, I proceeded with another withdrawal of my cock to where the crown hangs up on her labia, relishing the smell of this woman in heat.

“5.” “4.” “3.” and pushing back into her while simultaneously pushing my thumb deeply inside her ass, I gave her one last moment “2”, then held still.

“DAAADDDDEEEEEE!!”

Riley pushed her arms straight, and thrust her head forward as I commanded “1, Riley…Wait…wait.”

I leaned forward, and again, whispering into her ear, spoke softly “Cum for me, Riley. Now”.

“OH, FFFFFUUUUCCCCCKKKKK MMMMMMMMEEEEEEEeeeee”

Riley was shouting now, and she broke inside. I was lodged as deep inside her as I could go, and releasing her hair, let my left hand slide under her hips, lifting, supporting her.

As she pushed back into me, I felt her ass constrict tightly around my thumb, and so I lifted more, until her feet left the ground. She was connected to the sink and my cock only, and it was being bathed in her juices, while also being strangled to death. Yes, I was thick and engaged deep inside her, but I was nowhere near cumming, it just felt so good to have this young thing follow my lead so well, sexually, and to show me how much she could connect the pieces of her sexuality.

Riley was speechless, but grunting, quivering, shaking, and thrusting her hips to get more of me into her. The tightness around my rod began to oscillate, and I knew instantly that this was Riley’s full-on orgasm.

I set her feet down softly, carefully removed my thumbs from its tight cavern, and gripping both sides of her hips, began a quick pace of my cock in short strokes, over-stimulating her pulsing walls, sending shock waves into her constricting muscles, heightening the effect.

Riley’s jaw went slack. Her head dropped, and a long, drawn-out moan told me this was exactly what she wanted. Her orgasm plateau’d, and now, it was being stretched out, until she literally fell flat on her arms again, her hands splashing feebly in the water.

“Good girl, Riley” I leaned forward and kissed my way from her back up to her neck.

She whimpered “what…the…fuck…oh, Mr. D. how…”

My cock was at a back-stroke now nearly outside her, and I let it fall out. If we had kept going, I probably would have found my own orgasm, but I wanted her to have this, and now, I wanted her to know what was to come “Riley, you rest for a bit, and I’ll be seeing you this afternoon, young lady. ” Kissing her still, I continued “the next time, little girl, I’m going to drown you with my seed, because we need to get something done right.” I added for emphasis “o.k., little Momma?” and smiled.

I saw the corner of her lips turn up in an exhausted smile, as I took a half-step Escort back, and kneeling again, lifted her cheeks high enough to taste one more time the essence of that overheated pussy. There was no doubt about it…I was going to fertilize this young thing just as I had Susan and Petra, and come Hell or high water, that was going to happen just as soon as I recharged. Riley, too, would bear my child.

“Oh…wow…Mr. D…give a girl a heart-attack, Mister” Riley whispered through her barely open mouth, but I sat down to admire her form, still leaning over the sink. Her knees buckled slightly at my touch letting go. Her clit was seriously engorged, dripping with wetness. Her right nipple was pulled forward, as I imagined her left one was as well, on top of breasts that were primed, but now, exhausted.

I stood again, walked over to her, and lifting her head, I had to kiss her again deeply “Riley, my precious little Riley…I’m going to come find you again in just a bit, young lady…you’d better be ready for me.”

“Bring it, Stud” she gasped more than said, and lifting her gaze to mine, staring directly into my eyes “You know what I want, Mr. D. I’ll be waiting for you.”

And with that, Riley straightened up, composed herself, re-wrapped the robe, and walked around the corner. My cock swelled at the thought, but I sat down to just collect myself. I sipped my coffee and thought deeply about what was happening. Seems like every time I turned around these past 16 hours, one of these ladies was fucking with my brain, but I wasn’t complaining.

Quite honestly, I was feeling supercharged, but the stickiness of my garb reminded me that I smelled funny. A mixture of sweat, sex, and pheromones, no doubt. In no more than a few moments, I heard laughter…from the living room. I stood, walked to the edge, and peering around the corner, I saw them…all three of them.

Susan was sitting on the coffee table, her wet hair wrapped in a towel, warmly enclosed in a robe from the shower, no doubt. She was facing Petra, still spread astride the couch, her hips raised almost obscenely up and forward. Petra’s hands were covering…no…strumming through her valley, perched well above her on the armrest, and her fingers were alternately dipping into herself and then out and over her clit.

“Post-orgasmic bliss,” I thought, “but God in Heaven does she look beautiful”. Susan’s hands were in Petra’s hair, gently rubbing her head, caressing her there, and the two of them were smiling and laughing; I just couldn’t tell the subject matter. Riley sat on the couch next to Petra, her back to me, still covered in the robe, holding Susan’s other hand when Susan caught a glimpse of me in the kitchen.

She blushed slightly, and giggled, whispering something to both the other girls, causing them to break out in more laughter.

All three of them turned to look at me, their smiles larger than life, and I thought to myself for just one moment “maybe this is right? Maybe, this is good?” and I saw the love and understanding in Susan and Petra’s faces, as I looked over them one-by-one. In Riley’s face, I saw lust, as her smile dropped and she parted her lips just far enough to lick them with her tongue. This was the look of a tigress, getting ready to kill it’s prey before eating it.

Then, I saw myself in a prison uniform, with the picture and me holding the numbers underneath. “That was incest with Susan. I wonder if incest is illegal?”

“Fuck…I really don’t know if this IS or ISN’T illegal? Gotta google that…privately” I reminded myself.

Riley stood, and letting the girls know something that I couldn’t hear, but which elicited a “WHOA, Riley!!” from Susan and “OOOOOOooooo…go get’m, girl!” from Petra, stood and headed up the stairs. I smiled feebly, turned, and went back to the kitchen, downing the rest of my coffee.

Reading through the morning paper, I heard the girls come into the kitchen. Petra and Susan fully dressed now, and Riley in her short-shorts and a T-shirt, running band around her head. “We’re headed out for a bit, Dad. Petra and I are going to do some shopping, and Riley’s headed for a run”.

“o.k., girls, be safe.”

All three approached me in a line, and one by one, I got full-on lip-locks, Petra, then Susan, then Riley, each lasting slightly longer than the other. Riley broke the kiss with a breathy “I love you, Mr. D”, and kissed me deeply again.

I felt the future. This was what was forthcoming. This was going to be a new life for me somehow, I just had to process it and fit it into what I knew was my own reality.

I watched them bounce out the door, heard the car start, saw Riley adjust her headphones, and in an instant, I was alone inside the house.

I showered, glad to feel somewhat alive again in the suds and warm water, and re-lived a thousand moments with these three beauties in my head. Still there was yardwork and a car alternator to

repair, and that stupid furnace that had been giving us problems. I hate working on that thing, and in the basement, no less.

Several hours later, maybe 4:30 or so, I’m in the basement, and heard the door open, the girls voices again filling the house with chatter and life. “DAD! Where are you?”

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Julia is a quiet, unassuming, puritanical wife, which is in direct conflict with her beauty and hot body. To avoid a family scandal, Julia, when she was 18 married 20 year old Robert Williams, her high school sweetheart. Six months after the wedding she gave birth to their only son Tommy. Julia’s life began to change when Tommy was 18. At the time it was the summer recess, having left high school, he was waiting to attend college. Julia loved Robert, her husband, who was a very successful businessman and credited his success to his beautiful and curvaceous wife. However she was furious with him for sending Tommy, her only child, who she loved so very much, far away to college, so that he was stranded on campus and couldn’t travel home weekends.

When Tommy was 18 he began to desire his mother and lust after her. Unbeknown to Julia, Tommy would watch her 36DD breasts wobble beneath her sweater as she constantly moved around the house. Tommy became annoyed, when his friends, during their visits to his house, made no secret that they also desired his mother, by rubbing their hard cocks through their pants, when his mother’s wasn’t looking. Away from the house they teased Tommy by saying, they intended to grab his mother, force upstairs, lay her on the bed, where they would undress her and each take turns in fucking her.

Danny, Tommy’s best friend, was obsessed with Julia’s body and could do nothing but talk about her all the time, telling Tommy what a hot MILF she is. During his visits to the house Danny would shower her with compliments, flattery which made Julia giggle and receptive to his touches. Danny would place his hand on her arm, back or shoulder, sometimes he would even stroke her face, or get her so distracted she wouldn’t feel his hand slip across her ass. Sometimes he would make some excuse which would allow him to press his body against her. All supposedly in fun of course. Obviously Julia had no idea what he was doing, or that he was setting her up for when she was alone, with Tommy away at college. Tommy knew what he was doing and would get mad and find a reason to get his friends out of the house.

The weekend before Tommy was due to leave for college the family sat down to make all the necessary arrangements. Robert, Tommy’s father was apologizing saying. “Sorry Tommy I can’t take you to the airport Sunday morning, because I’ve got to go away on the Friday for a business trip, and won’t be back until the Tuesday, but your mother can take you, can’t you babe?”

“Well it looks as if I have to, but I thought we could have all gone together.”

“Don’t worry mom we will be just fine, how about if on the Saturday night I took you out to a restaurant for dinner, my treat?”

“Darling that would be lovely, I’d like that. I’ll have to buy some new clothes just especially for our evening together.”

For that last week Tommy took lessons out of Danny’s book and began to flatter Julia, he would put his arm around her waist sometimes kissing her neck, forehead and even on her cheeks, getting as close to her lips as possible.

Saturday night Tommy’s waiting at the bottom of the stairs for his mother, who is in her bedroom getting ready. Tommy always thought his mother was a conservative dresser but when she appeared at the top of the stairs, he was speechless and could do nothing but stare. When he regained his composure he gave her a wolf whistle. Julia was wearing a mid-thigh length mini skirt, and with her standing at the top of the stairs could see up her skirt almost to her panties. He had never seen his mother wearing such a short skirt before, most of her skirts came down just below her knees. For a top she was wearing a tight sweater which seemed to magnify the size of her 36DD breasts. The bra she was wearing must have been of a thin material because it molded around her nipples, but failed to immobilize her breasts. Because he became so aroused, he was concerned about his mother seeing the bulge in his pants.

As she began to make her way down the stairs Tommy commented “Mom you look beautiful.”

“Thank you darling, I must look good for my special date.” At 6 foot one inch, narrow waist, broad shoulders, a born athlete, with the hansom looks of his father at the same age, Julia knew it would take very little to fall in love with him.

Tommy’s plan was to first take her to a movie, then a late dinner at a restaurant that advertised Live music and dancing. His intention was to get his mother on the dance floor so he could he could hold her tight, determined to rub his body against hers. In the movie theatre Julia rested her head on his shoulder and never complained when he put his arm around her. Several times Tommy turned his face towards her pressing his lips against her forehead, to inhale the soft fragrance of her hair.

According to Julia the dinner, as with the wine they shared, was superb. After, they talk a little, mainly about Tommy going away to college, until Tommy noticed the dance floor was crowded, then Escort bayan he stood up held out his hand and asked his mother if she would like to dance. Julia took his hand, and, hand in hand they strolled to the dance floor to join the others. For several dances they danced close together, Tommy with his hand in the small of her back, pulling her close ensuring their bodies rubbed against each other. After several dances they returned to their table for a break to recuperate and finish off the wine. Julia was impressed with her son when occasionally a man would come over and interrupt their conversation to ask Julia for a dance. But went away disappointed when Tommy sharply decline their offer on his mother’s behalf.

Before the night was through they return to the dance floor for the final dances of the evening. As each dance neared the last, Tommy’s hand drifted down from the small of Julia’s back, towards her ass. During the last dance Tommy was kissing Julia’s neck, well at least he had his lips against it and his hand gripping her ass. Julia, not wishing to make a scene whispered in his ear “Stop it.”

It was after midnight when they arrived home, Tommy helped his mother out of the car and followed her into the house. Julia said goodnight and began to climb the stairs closely followed by Tommy. On the landing before Julia entered her bedroom Tommy said. “Aren’t you going to kiss me goodnight?”

“Of course darling” Julia moved towards Tommy, intending to kiss him on the cheek, but as she lifted her face to kiss him, Tommy turned his face towards her, grabbing her pulled her close and kissed her on the mouth. Julia struggled free and chastised him, reminding him of the fact that he became too familiar with her on the dance floor, and needed to tell him to. “Stop it.” She turned and stormed off into her bedroom. Tommy followed her, pulled her close and forcibly kissed her while grabbing and squeezing her tits. Julia fought hard and finally broke free slapping him hard across the face.

“What would your father say if I told him how you tried to molest me?”

“He wouldn’t say shit. He’s lost all affection for you, he spends more time on his business trips than he does here. I think he’s having an affair with a younger woman who is more sexually pleasing. Don’t worry, I love you, and I’ll look after you.”

“Don’t be so ridiculous, now go to your room.”

Tommy pushed his mother onto the bed and held her down, sitting straddled across her stomach. She fought to push him off, until he grabbed her wrists clamping them down on the bed above her head. Julia screamed at him to get off, but the advantage about living in a large house in its own grounds is that you are not disturbed by your neighbors. The down side is that the neighbors can’t hear you shout for help if needed, so it didn’t matter how much Julia screamed she wouldn’t be heard.

With Tommy leaning over her, Julia flicked her head from side to side attempting to discourage him from kissing her. He repositioned his arms bringing them in close to her head to prevent her from turning away. For Tommy that first forced long passionate kiss, tasting her sweet breath and lipstick, would be remembered for ever. The struggling began to subside as Julia tired, her lips began to respond, as Tommy tongue slipped in and out of her mouth during one long continual kiss.

Misreading his mother’s intentions as she responded to his kiss, Tommy assumed that she had surrendered to his will, and began to ease her sweater up, intent on exposing and fondling her breasts. Julia resumed her struggle attempting to tip Tommy off her. “Tommy stop it don’t you dare put your hand up my sweater, I’m going to tell your father.”

“You can tell him what you like, I’ll tell him you invited me into your bedroom and started undressing in front of me, because you found out that he is having an affair and you wanted to get back at him. Who do you think he’ll believe?”

Julia knew that the love between her and her husband was fading, and had no reason to doubt Tommy about him having an affair. If it was true, Tommy was virtually all she had left. She no longer complained when Tommy slipped his hand up her sweater and began feel for the edge of her bra cup using it to locate her soft breast flesh. As Tommy fondled her breasts she knew sooner or later he would push her sweater up to admire them. When Tommy released Julia’s wrists she wrapped her arms around him as she began to return his kisses with passion. Pulling him tight to her, knowingly crushing her breasts against his chest, he continued to rain kisses upon her lips, as she waited expectantly for him to expose her breasts.

With her sweater pushed right up, Tommy was kissing the soft flesh of one breast, while his hand fumbled to extricate the soft flesh of her other breast from inside the cup of her black satin bra. With three fingers beneath her breast and one hooked around her nipple he lifted the soft flesh out of her bra, while his teeth, Bayan escort locked on to the rim of the bra cup, dragged it down. He was amazed at just how large and puffy her nipple was, and quickly latched on to it, to suckle.

While stroking his hair, Julia moaned as she instinctively knew that in Tommy’s mouth her nipple was swelling and hardening. She felt Tommy’s hand fumbling behind her attempting to release the catch of her bra, then felt the band around her body slacken. Tommy pushed the bra up beneath her chin, exposing her breasts completely.

“Darling you shouldn’t be doing this to me, I’m your mother this is wrong.”

Tommy was squeezing both breasts while sucking alternate nipples.

“Mom you’ve got beautiful tits and those nipples, god I’d like to fuck them.”

“Don’t be so crude you’ll do nothing of the sort.”

“If you’re like this with dad no wonder he’s gone off with someone else; you must have bored him silly in bed.”

“It’s only you that has said he’s having an affair, and what your father and I did in bed is no business of yours.”

“Did in bed, past tense, so how long is it since he’s made love to you, even touched you?”

“That’s none of your business.”

“As long as that. Don’t worry sweetheart I’ll always be with you, taking care of you.”

Tommy moved up the bed and took her in his arms and kissed her, a gentle kiss, soft and lingering, while slipping his tongue in and out of her mouth. Julia responded by returning his kiss and using her own tongue to welcomed his. As the kisses became more passionate the pressure applied to the lips increased. The pressure of Tommy massaging her breast increased as did the twisting and squeezing of her nipples.

It had been a long while since a man had paid so much attention to her body, and she was enjoying being treated this way. The fact it was her son giving her so much pleasure made it even more pleasurable. Tommy knew that his mother was now so absorbed in their romantic interlude there was nothing he couldn’t do to her. He moved his hand down from her breasts, pulled the hem of her skirt up. Julia suddenly realized the situation she was in and wasn’t going to allow Tommy to go any further. “No Tommy we can’t do this, this is wrong. Stop it now and go to your own room.”

Reluctantly Tommy rolled off the bed and left his mother’s room.

The following morning Julia was in the kitchen cooking breakfast when Tommy slunk in to face her.

“Mom I’m sorry about last night, I must have had too much to drink, I don’t know what came over me.”

“Your actions last night were inappropriate, but it was my fault as much as yours, such things do not happen between a mother and son. I accept your apology but promise me you will never try to molest me again, now let’s forget it. You had better eat your breakfast we haven’t much time before I have to drive you to the airport.”

Julia was behind Tommy as he reach the front door. He turned. “Mom can I give you one last proper kiss before we go, like we did last night?”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea, it not how a mother behaves with her son.”

“What’s the harm in it, we kiss other times probably not quite as romantic as last night, but it’s only a kiss.”

Eventually Julia agreed and accepted Tommy’s embrace, allowing him to kiss her passionately, a kiss which lasted longer than she intended. Tommy leaned into her, trapping her against the wall which encouraged Julia to put her arms around Tommy’s neck and respond with her own passionate kiss. As they broke the kiss Tommy placed his hand on Julia’s breast and squeezed saying. “I want to remember these.” Julia gave him a playful slap on the arm.

Just as Tommy was putting his bags in the car, and Julia securing the front door, Danny arrived announcing that he was coming to the airport to see Tommy off. Tommy wasn’t very pleased. First he wanted some alone time with his mother in the car. Secondly Tommy knew Danny was glad that he was going away to college leaving him a clear run at Julia, and suddenly realized that Danny would be spending an hour alone with Julia as she drove home from the airport. At the airport Danny helped Tommy carry his bags to the check-in desk where he confirmed his reservation and checked his bags in. The three of them waited by the departure lounge until Tommy’s flight was called. As he left, his mother gave him a goodbye kiss on the cheek and he and Danny shook hands.

On their journey home Danny cheered Julia up, by telling her stories of the funny happenings in his life, making her laugh. Julia didn’t seem too concerned when Danny touched her arm, or placed his hand on her shoulder allowing him to rub his finger up and down her cheek. When they arrived home she dropped Danny off at his house, and she was still laughing at his stories. As he exited the car he lightly tapped the top of her thigh supposedly to make point, but his intention was to feel the silky material of her skirt and anything Escort that lie beneath.

When Julia arrived home she suddenly realized she was now alone in their large house, deserted by her family. Her husband was away on business and her son away at college. Even after the previous evening fiasco she was already missing her son, knowing she wouldn’t be seeing him until the Christmas break. Julia wandered around the empty house checking each room until she finally ended up lying on Tommy’s bed in floods of tears. She wrapped her arms around and buried her face in one of Tommy’s pillows, smelling his aftershave.

Julia recalled the way Tommy kissed her and slipped his hand inside her bra to fondle her breasts, but failed to recall the last time Robert treated that way. She called out her son’s name. With the top two buttons of her blouse undone she slipped her hand inside her bra cup and massaged the soft flesh, squeezing her now harden nipple. Sitting on the side of the bed she removed her blouse then her bra. Cupping her breasts in her hands she sat studying herself in the mirror. She lifted one breast to her mouth, drew in the nipple, and began to suck.

Julia became angry when she remembered what Tommy said about her husband having an affair with a younger more sexually pleasing woman. Julia knew that her husband was losing interest in her and she had her suspicions, but would never admit them to herself, but obviously she was not the only one that had these thoughts, wondering who else knew.

Ever since Julia dropped Danny off at his house he had been scheming ways of getting Julia to go out with him. He already knew quite a lot about Julia and her husband’s weekly agenda. He could guarantee that every Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday mornings Julia would be at home supervising the ladies that came to clean and tidy the house. Wednesday mornings she would go shopping at the mall and Friday afternoons she would play tennis with her girlfriends at the club. That is where Danny could be found discretely placed trying to get glimpses of Julia’s frilly panties as she pranced around the court. Having finally completed his plans, all he needed to know was when Robert Williams would be out of the country, on a weekend business trip. That particular situation came quicker than expected.

Wednesday morning at the mall Danny waited for Julia to arrive and feigned surprise when they met. “Hello Mrs. Williams what are you doing here?”

“Hello Danny I always come shopping on a Wednesday.” They spoke for some ten minutes before Danny invited her to have a coffee with him.

“Sorry but I really don’t have the time.”

“Have a coffee with me Mrs. Williams, take a few minutes to relax, I wanted to see you to ask how Tommy is getting on.”

“Alright just a cup of coffee.” Danny offered her his hand and together they entered the nearest coffee house.

They sat together in a booth a lot longer than Julia anticipated, she was enjoying her time being entertained by this young man. For the first time in weeks found herself relaxing and enjoying life. She began to open up and told Danny how her life had changed since Tommy left for college and how lonely it was in the big house. She mentioned that her husband would be away over the weekend which only increased her loneliness, at least in the week she had people at the house she could talk to.

“Mrs. Williams if you are on your own could I take you out to dinner Saturday night, at least you wouldn’t be on your own and you might even enjoy it.”

“Oh I don’t know Danny, I don’t know what my husband would say.”

“Surely he can’t expect you to stay in that house alone all the time, that’s just not fair.”

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Julia thought about what Tommy had been saying about his father and thought. Why not, if he is having an affair the least I could do is go out to dinner with Danny. “Alright Danny that would be very nice we can go Dutch.”

“Go Dutch I wouldn’t dream of it Mrs. Williams.”

“Danny if we are going out to dinner do you think you could call me Julia?”

“Certainly Julia, would it be convenient if I picked you up at 7:30 p.m.?”

“Thank you that would be perfect.”

Saturday night Julia opened the door when Danny knocked. She was wearing the same outfit she wore when Tommy took her out to dinner. The short miniskirt, the tight sweater and the thin bra, providing Danny with the erotic sight of her protruding nipples. “Wow Julia you look fantastic.” Julia giggled secretly pleased with Danny’s complements. Danny opened the car door and watched as her skirt slipped down to the top of thighs as she dropped into the low seat of his open top sports car. When they arrived at the restaurant, he helped her out of the car and couldn’t prevent himself from looking up her skirt as she swung her legs out of the car.

Danny had been the perfect host, entertaining, generous, the evening had been perfect. The restaurant was great, the food very good, and the couple of bottles of wine, fantastic, Julia enjoyed her time on the dance floor dancing with Danny. Having drunk a little more wine than she ought, half expecting to be groped, Danny spent most of the time supporting her as they danced.

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