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My First Online Date

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I have to admit, I had never been on an internet blind date. Those dating apps just didn’t appeal to me…It’s a strange format to meet someone. You find yourself easily divulging your deepest secrets, maybe sharing a few seductive pictures or having a spontaneous webcam moment in an amazingly short period of time.

Something about the safety of the screen, the anonymity of the situation, lures you into a sense of security. And if you’re lucky, or maybe not so lucky, all this correspondence and banter culminates at the crossroads, do we meet in person? Or just call it a ‘fun’ time? Some part of me realizes, I have to admit, although I would never have a one-night stand in the traditional sense, I had been seduced into a few online moments that were the internet equivalent.

Technology…what can I say…changing our lives for the better, right?

This particular meeting was the result of a few weeks of chatting and photos with my online friend. I had to admit to myself that his choice of usernames left something to be desired – ‘toocool-,’ followed by an arbitrary number. But if his photos were genuine and not from his glory days in high school, I was willing to forgive him.

We were scheduled to meet for drinks at a popular bar located inside a local resort. I couldn’t believe how much time I spent getting ready. I picked a tight, little black dress that had a low-cut neckline in both the front and the back. The dress ended mid-thigh so my high heeled, knee high boots were displayed to their fullest effect.

The fact that I chose not to wear panties, to avoid panty lines (at least that was my reasoning even though I only wear thongs), made me feel a little naughty as I left for the bar. I was early…damn! I preferred to be late so that I had the upper hand, looking for him as I walked in. I chose a seat in a back corner and ordered a gin and tonic. I don’t usually drink but tonight I felt a little liquid courage would do me wonders.

As I sat there sipping my drink, trying not to look nervous or lonely, and a tall man slid into the booth next to me. I looked at him in frustration, “Excuse me?!”

He smiled and held out his hand, “Hi, I’m Tim.”

I had to admit although he was being presumptuous he had a great deep voice and the most stunning blue eyes.

I smiled reluctantly, “Hi, I’m sorry Tim but I’m waiting for someone.”

“No problem, but in the meantime let me buy you a drink?”

I couldn’t say if it was the fact that I was feeling a little naughty or that I was tired of feeling conspicuous sitting alone but I agreed.

“Let me order for you,” Tim said, “I think there is something that you will like.”

He disappeared to the bar for a few minutes. I beat myself up a little for allowing Tim to sit with me. Would this ruin my date with ‘toocool-‘?

Tim returned with a beautiful tall, berry colored drink. It was delicious, sweet and dangerous. He assured me there was very little liquor in it, so I asked for a second. Half way into my second drink I was feeling really comfortable, even a little sleepy.

I expressed this to Tim who just grinned and suggested we move our drinks to his room. A warning went off in my head but the voice was tiny and easy to silence in my hazy state.

Tim actually got us two fresh drinks and supported me with his free hand to the elevator. I had never stayed in this resort and when he opened the door to his room I was amazed by how plush and refined everything was. I collapsed into the soft sofa in the sitting area.

Tim made sure I had my drink handy, and then sank down on the sofa next to me…right next to me, thigh to thigh, shoulder to shoulder. His breath was warm and heavy with the sweet smell of alcohol.

He leaned in to kiss me and his hand moved from my knee up my thigh. I knew I should move or say something but it just felt so good. I let myself melt into him, while his hand pushed my skirt up far enough so that my panty-less state was exposed. His fingers grazed over my clit while he nuzzled my ear. How could he know that my ears are an erogenous zone?

My legs spread involuntarily. I realized I was wet and ready. He only had to move a little material aside to expose my breasts. In a double assault he bit my nipple while his finger slid deeply inside me. I moaned and arched my back.

I heard the bathroom door open but it didn’t really register. I was too involved in the sweet demanding rhythm of Tim’s fingers working my cunt.

I felt his lips on my cunt and I groaned, spreading my legs even wider. I reached down to grab his head and encourage him to lick me harder when I realized there was a lot of hair, long hair on the head between my legs.

I opened my eyes and saw a beautiful red headed woman gazing up at me from between my legs. She was thin and muscular, wearing a see-through chemise. I could tell, even at this angle, that she had full C cup breasts and her nipples were hard with excitement.

I looked to see that Tim had not left bonus veren siteler but was positioned under her licking her pussy with as much attention as she was mine, while she straddled his face. I normally would have protested but with the combination of the liquor and the sweet feeling of her soft lips on my clit, I couldn’t fathom her stopping. In fact, I wanted more.

I spread my legs as far as I could and pushed her face harder into my cunt. She moaned and went back to work with renewed vigor. My cunt was so wet, hot and needy…it hurt. I didn’t think I could take much more but I wanted the feel of a hard cock like I had been planning for all night.

I moved off the couch and couldn’t resist crouching in front of the red head. I kissed her lips gently at first, tasting my pussy juices all over her lips. I kissed her harder, shoving my tongue into her mouth, exploring the soft wet warmth of her mouth.

Her ass began moving more rhythmically on top of Tim. I grabbed one of her full breasts and squeezed. She gasped and moved off of Tim. She pulled off her chemise and straddled my lap, pushing me up against the side of the couch. She fed me each of her nipples in turn. They were hard and soft at the same time and I savored them, teasing them with my tongue. One of my hands drifted down to my cunt and I rubbed my clit.

She felt the movement and pressed her cunt down on my hand from the other side. I turned my hand to clutch her cunt and shoved a finger inside. She was so wet and slick. I slid another finger in and fucked her while I suckled her breasts. She moaned and pressed hard against my hand demanding harder, deeper penetration.

I realized she wasn’t getting the satisfaction she was craving so I moved and positioned her on the couch. I spread her legs and knelt on all fours in front of her. I had never licked pussy before but I thought I could replicate the good work she had done for me.

I licked her cunt softly at first and then began nibbling and sucking. She groaned and thrust in appreciation. I had almost forgotten Tim’s presence until I felt him behind me. In one motion his hands pushed my dress up all the way and pulled my hips back, plunging his cock deep into me. I cried out in surprise and pleasure.

This was the hard cock shoved in my cunt that I had been craving. He grabbed my head and pushed my face back into her cunt. Then he began fucking me in earnest. His cock was big and I could feel it deep inside each time he thrust. He would drive me wild, drawing it almost all the way out and then shoving it forcefully back in, over and over.

My cunt was on fire. I moaned and tried to meet his thrusts while focusing on the red head’s needs. She was playing with her tits while I licked her. At one point she couldn’t handle any more so she pushed my face away and began working her clit with force. It only took a few minutes for her to cum, arching her back and screaming in ecstasy.

Her cumming seemed to excite me and Tim more. He pulled my head back by the hair and turned me away from the couch. He shoved me face down on the carpet, leaving just my ass sticking up in the air for him to fuck my cunt.

He rode me so hard, I normally would have been shocked but right now all I could think of was more, harder. Suddenly he pulled out and shoved me down flat on the floor as he came all over me. He shot cum in my hair and all over my back and my dress.

My cunt was throbbing with the need for release. I waited a few minutes and then I rolled over. Tim was gone. He must have gone into one of the rooms off of the sitting area to change. The red head just smiled at me. She pointed to the bathroom and said, “Feel free to clean up before you leave.”

With that, she went off into another room as well. I shrugged, I don’t know what I expected, and although most women might be feeling a little used by now, I couldn’t really complain. I had enjoyed myself, if not thoroughly.

I stepped into the bathroom, peeled off my clothes and took a quick warm shower. The water washing over my cunt reminded me how needy it was still. I got most of the stains off my dress and redressed. I thought maybe someone would be waiting back in the sitting room for me but there was no one there so I let myself out.

My head was still a little hazy but visions of ‘toocool-‘ returned in a flood of guilt and apprehension. I looked at my watch. All that enjoyment had only lasted 30 minutes. Since I was early for my date, there was the off chance I could still make my original meeting. I headed back into the bar.

It was really starting to hop. There were some dancers, those who obviously had started drinking early and had ingested the minimum required to have delusions of ‘Dancing with the Stars.’ I laughed and eased into a table in the back.

I ordered a gin and tonic and might have had a sense of déjà vu if it wasn’t for my throbbing cunt. I looked around nonchalantly. There he was ‘toocool-,’ 20 pounds heavier and with bahis less hair than the photos I had received but it was definitely him.

I picked up my drink and moved toward him. He turned and spotted me too ,”Hi, I’m Brian.”

I responded with a brisk, “Kat, short for Katherina.”

“That’s a beautiful name”, he oozed.

I mentally rolled my eyes and took stock again of the differences between real life ‘toocool-,’ and the one I had imagined. He was dressed in jeans and a nice button up green long sleeve shirt. He had decent taste in shoes, so there was one plus. Any man who feels tennis shoes are for every occasion is not for me.

Brian led me to a booth. It was empty of occupants but they had left signs of their time there. The table was full of empty and half empty beer bottles. He asked if he could buy me a drink but I just held up the one I had and he smiled.

He attempted small talk but I was distracted. I watched the dancers as they got more and more drunk and became more and more seductive in their moves.

“Do you want to dance,” I blurted out.

I blushed a little. I actually think he had been talking when I made my offer.

He looked a little confused but then said, “Sure.”

I gulped down the rest of my drink and he followed me out on the dance floor. He was a horrible dancer. I guess I should have checked his profile on that one before I got carried away. Instead of my original plan of bumping and grinding up against him, I found myself putting more and more space between us trying to give the illusion that we might not be together.

I was relieved when another man asked if he could ‘cut in’. I graciously accepted. Brian shrugged and motioned that he would be waiting back at our table. I had seen this new gentleman dancing all night and I knew he had some moves.

The next song was slower and I didn’t protest when he pulled me into his arms. He had to be part Hispanic due to his caramel colored skin. He smelled divine even after dancing all night. I let him mold me against him, grabbing my hips to move me with him.

I whispered in his ear, “Is your cock hard for me?”

In response, he made a move that pushed him up against me hard enough to leave no question in my mind. I could tell my cunt was already dripping wet.

I saw Brian had either met someone he knew or found a new friend. There was a man sitting with him at our table and they looked engrossed in something.

I leaned in again and whispered in my partner’s ear, “Do you know that dark little alcove off the main hall of the hotel…the one you pass on your way to the elevators?”

He nodded.

“Meet me there in two minutes?”

He nodded again.

I slipped off the dance floor, got another gin and tonic and headed back to the table.

“Hey, this is Dave from my work,” Brian said

“Hi Dave,” I said, giving Dave a warm smile and a quick once over.

Why couldn’t Dave be online, I thought. Then, I rationalized someone that looked like Dave didn’t need to be online.

“Brian, I’m going to make a trip to the ladies’ room.”

He smiled and said, “Sure no problem.”

I took the long way past the bathroom and slipped out into the hall. My Latin dance partner was already in the alcove. From this little dark spot, we would be unobserved unless someone came here on purpose.

I pressed myself back up against him, mocking our early dance moves. He grinned and grabbed my hips, thrusting against me. I maneuvered so my back was against the wall farthest from the hall and slid my dress up revealing my cunt to him. He lifted an eyebrow at me and then smiled. I could tell his cock was hard again. I grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him down to his knees.

Understanding my desires, he began licking my already wet, hot pussy. I rested my hands on his head and reveled in the pleasure his tongue was creating. I hadn’t had nearly enough when he stood up and unzipped his pants. His cock leapt forward. I was not disappointed, it was huge and thick.

He cupped my hips in his hands and lifted me a little as he positioned my hips to take him. His cock slid in gently but only because I was so wet and ready. It filled my pussy and I could feel my cunt stretched tight around it. He began slowly. His cock felt so good I thought I would go crazy.

“Harder,” I moaned.

He sped up and thrust harder, my hips smashing against the hard-tiled wall as he impaled me over and over. I could tell my nipples were hard as rocks and I wanted to cum desperately. Somehow while he was grabbing my ass he managed to position his hands to where he could slip a finger in my ass. I was a little shocked but that only made me tighten my muscles and that sent me cascading over the edge.

I arched against him and came so hard my whole body shook with the effort. I didn’t even notice when he pulled a handkerchief out of his pants pocket. As my orgasm subsided he made two or three more deep thrusts then pulled deneme bonusu out and came into his handkerchief. I just smiled. At least he was being tidy.

He cleaned himself up, gave me a quick peck on the cheek and slipped off down the hall. I felt so good. I took a moment and ran my hands over sore still hard nipples and dripping wet cunt. With a sigh, I tidied up myself and went back to find Brian.

I hadn’t been gone that long but I was still worried he might have noticed. Luckily, he still sat at the table engrossed in conversation with Dave, just as I had left him.

“Hey, there you are,” Brian commented.

I smiled, “Yes, here I am sorry I took so long.”

“Oh, no problem. Listen, Dave is staying here at the hotel and has invited us up to his room for more drinks, while he shows me the latest specs on his new project. Would you mind if we did that?”

I guess I was feeling a bit guilty about abandoning him for a little while so I said, “Sure.”

Back down the hall, I was beginning to be really familiar with, and to the elevators we went. Dave tried to make small talk. It was obvious he felt that he needed to make me more comfortable. If he realized how much alcohol I had had tonight he wouldn’t have bothered.

I was beginning to feel the effects of my adventure and the drinks, so I propped myself up against the wall of the elevator and closed my eyes for the few seconds it took for us to reach the 10th floor. I smiled to myself.

Hmmm, this wasn’t my first trip to the 10th floor tonight. The 10th floor might have been a funny coincidence but when we stopped in front of door 1033, a million little alarms went off in my head. Of course, before I could decide in my stupor how I should react the door was opened by no other than Tim. Dave introduced us all to his other ‘colleague.’ I snickered softly to myself.

Here I was back in the sitting room, sitting primly on the couch that just earlier I had found myself bent over getting fucked by Dave’s colleague. I found in my drunken state the irony was just too much and I every so often I spontaneously broke out in the giggles.

The return of the tall berry colored drinks did nothing to improve this. I may have actually nodded off for a bit, because after I gulped down the first berry drink, I looked around and I was sitting alone. Hmmm, berry drinks.

I headed toward the suite’s bar and was pleased to see two or three already made and waiting. I scooped one up and sipped it while I roamed around, checking out this magnificent room. There were actually three doors leading off of the main sitting area. One I knew led to the hall. The other two…well it was worth investigating.

I heard a muffled scream from the door on the right so I decided to peek in that one first. I went into ‘stealth mode’…ok well, as stealthy as I could be at this point. I cracked open the door. There, tied down on the bed, was the red head from earlier.

She was completely naked and tied spread eagle. She had some kind of belt strapped to her that held a vibrator inside her. I was intrigued.

There was another woman I had never seen before straddling the red head’s face, force feeding the red head her cunt. She had long blonde hair and a tiny waist. She was facing the door so I could see her huge breasts bouncing and moving in response to her pleasure. Just as I was about to close the door I saw Tim emerge from the bathroom holding a remote in one hand and short riding crop in the other.

Tim dragged the crop over the red head’s stomach, down her thighs and around her cunt.

“Give her the whip,” demanded the blonde.

Tim raised the whip and struck the red head hard on her thighs three times. Even from a distance I could see the red marks. Then, Tim hit the remote and the red head moaned loudly, her hips thrusting. The vibrator had started working and I realized Tim was in control.

Tim gestured to the blonde, laying down the whip, he unzipped his pants. He had the blonde suck his cock while he whipped the red head between jolts and sessions with the vibrator.

I slowly closed the door. I had had quite a night and I wasn’t sure I was welcome or that I wanted to get involved.

I moved to the other door. The berry drinks were starting to take hold again and my stealth mode was less successful this time. As I opened the door, I stumbled in and found myself staring guiltily at Brian with his cock up Dave’s ass. I think I blinked a few times. Somewhere in my mind I was thinking of my prior experience ordering off the internet. You never knew what you were going to get, sigh.

Dave smiled at me and got off the bed. “Hi, Sexy,” he exclaimed, and I burst out in a fit of the giggles.

It wasn’t until he slid my dress off my shoulders that I stopped. He grabbed one of my tits and flicked his tongue over it. He took the berry drink from me and led me over to the bed. Brian smiled at me sheepishly.

“We could use some company,” Dave crooned.

Dave’s tight abs, blue eyes and sizable cock was all that seemed to register. He slipped off my dress and eased me onto the bed. Brian lay down on one side of me and Dave on the other. It was if they were each assigned to please one side of me and they did it well.

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Tim glanced over at his sister and suppressed a sigh. He loved the way she laughed. Loved that, even at 19 years of age, she laughed about silly things like the Spongebob Squarepants episode they were currently watching. Then again, he loved just about everything about Stacy. More than a brother probably should, according to general opinion. But Tim couldn’t help it. To him, Stacy was just about perfect; brown hair, beautiful face, nicely shaped breasts, a flat belly she liked to show off and an almost impossibly perfect butt. Sister or not, she was the hottest girl Tim could imagine and it was her, not some Hollywood starlet, he fantasized about when whacking off.

“Could you get me another beer?” her voice interrupted his train of thought. “You can take another one for yourself, of course.”

Tim got up and went to get two bottles out of the small fridge their parents had given to Stacy when she moved into the apartment. “There you go,” he said while handing one to his sister.

She thanked him, opened the bottle with her lighter and took a sip. “Do you like that brand?” she asked while adjusting the blanket wrapped around her. She was always cold.

“Sure, it’s fine,” Tim replied. His mind was occupied with something else. Not cheap beer and certainly not Spongebob Squarepants. His thoughts were racing around one simple question: Should he go for it?

Two weeks earlier, he had stumbled upon something, literally. Stacy had asked him to water some of her plants while she was visiting a friend abroad and while doing so, he less than elegantly knocked over a stack of books and magazines. One of the books caught his eye: Stacy’s diary. He would never have looked for it deliberately, he hadn’t even known that his sister kept a diary, but there it was. Right in front of him. It had fallen open and he could clearly make out the words ‘masturbated’ and ‘orgasm’. His curiosity got the better of him. He just had to read it. All of it. He read about his sister masturbating in the bathtub, about her losing her virginity some time ago. He learned that she wasn’t looking for ‘the One’ or a serious relationship just about know. That she was just looking to have fun without strings. And he learned that most of her sexual encounters started by having a guy over for a beer, watching some TV and him starting to touch her. That she found it hard, impossibly hard even, to restrain herself once she was aroused by some gentle exploring done between her legs…

Cut back to right now. Here he was, a guy, over for a beer, watching TV. Should he go for it? He was afraid for his great relationship with Stacy, who wasn’t just his sister but also one of his best friends. He didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable, didn’t want to jeopardize what they had. But on the other hand, he wanted… her. Boy, did he ever want her. He emptied his beer with a big gulp. Life was too short, he decided. He had to try.

“Can I join you under that blanket?” he asked, doing his best to sound innocuous, “I’m feeling kind of chilly.”

Stacy frowned. It was very much unlike Tim to complain about being cold. “There’s another blanket over there,” she said, pointing to the other end of the room.

Tim sighed, “Oh, come on, I don’t wanna get up again. The blanket’s big enough for both of us.”

She shrugged and lifted part of the blanket. “Whatever…”

Tim crept up next to her and tried to get comfortable. He waited a couple of minutes before making his move. Then he placed his right hand on Stacy’s left thigh, slowly moving up, towards what he really wanted. More than anything in the world.

“Tim!” her voice made him freeze, “What are you doing?”

He withdrew his hand and felt his face turning bright red. “I… I’m sorry, Stace! I just…”

She stopped his rambling by putting a finger on his lips. “It’s okay, Tim. I didn’t say I didn’t like bedava bahis it.”

Tim looked at her, trying to ascertain what his sister was thinking. She gave him the hint of a smile while she turned off the TV. Clearly, this was more interesting than Nickelodeon cartoons. “Go on, Tim. Just… don’t let me stop you!”

After a short moment of hesitation, he did as she asked. This time, he chose to put his hand on her belly and work his way down. He rejoiced at feeling her smooth skin, celebrated every second, every inch. Since she made no effort to stop him, Tim moved his hand underneath Stacy’s jeans and started to explore her most private of parts.

Through the thin fabric of her cotton panties, he touched her, felt her. It was heaven. And it got even better when he realized that she was enjoying it, too. His sister had closed her eyes. Her lips quivered slightly. A moan escaped her lips. “I want you, Stace!” he verbalized his most powerful desire. “But I don’t wanna do anything that you don’t want or that could…”

She shushed him, gently moved his hand out of her pants and looked at her brother intently. “Tim, stop overthinking this! If you want me,” she unbuttoned her pants and quickly slipped out of them, “I’m yours!”

Transfixed, Tim stared at what his sister was presenting to him by slightly spreading her legs. Stains of moisture on her grey cotton panties showed him that he hadn’t imagined her getting wet while he had touched her. “Are… are you sure, Stacy?” he asked once more, unable to take his eyes off of what he had wanted for so long.

Stacy didn’t answer. Instead, she pulled her panties aside and offered her brother a good view of her cleanly shaven young pussy. It was majestic in it’s perfection. Tim wasn’t a virgin. He’d seen naked girls before. But this was different. It was his sister. His wonderful, beautiful little sister who had been the embodiment of sex appeal to him for years.

Because he failed to do anything but admire her, Stacy took her brothers head into both hands and guided it in between her legs. No words were necessary to convey her wishes. Tim kissed her clit, then started licking her. The taste, the smell… it was intoxicating. Tim didn’t much care about technique, he followed his instincts. And judging by Stacy’s soft moans and the fact that she was firmly pressing his face into her pussy, he appeared to be doing well. This was amazing. A paradise of passion. An Eden of sin. Tim could have eaten his sister’s pussy from now until the end of time.

What made him stop was Stacy, pulling his head up, bringing his face to her’s.

“Kiss me!” she whispered.

And he did. Shyly, romantically at first, but getting more and more passionate, he kissed her. Let her taste her own pussy juices in his mouth. He noticed that while she was kissing him, Stacy’s right hand was frantically rubbing her clit. Her breathing became faster. A moan escaped her. She was getting close. “Come for me, Stacy!” Tim demanded in between kisses. And she did.

With her brother kissing her, his tongue playfully wrestling with her’s, she came. “Mmmmmmhh… Tim! Yessssssss!!!” she grimaced in ecstasy, “Oh God, Yes! YES! YESSS!!!”

As her climax slowly ebbed off, Tim kissed her on the forehead. “That was so fucking hot, Stacy! I’ve always wanted to watch you masturbate… see what you look like when you come…”

She tried catching her breath. “I… don’t always come this hard. I… Oh, man…”

Tim brushed away a strand of her hair and looked into her eyes. Her beautiful green eyes. “So… having your brother around turns you on, huh?”

She smiled an incredibly smile. “You bet. And having my brother eat my pussy like that certainly helps. It felt amazing! Thank you, Tim!”

An hour ago, Tim would have traded his life in exchange for a chance to taste his sister’s casino siteleri pussy and here she was, thanking him for it. “Any time, Stace…”

Still breathing heavily, she gave him a tender kiss. “Now let’s see if I can do something nice for you in return… Would you like to look at my breasts?” she inquired. Tim couldn’t fathom why she felt the need to ask. “Yes. Yes, of course. I…”

His words trailed of as he stared at his little sister who slowly, teasingly pulled her shirt over her head to reveal a simple black bra. He could barely breathe in anticipation. For so long, he had imagined what Stacy’s breasts would look like. Now he would know. When she opened the clasp on her back and let the piece of clothing drop to the floor, he couldn’t help but smile. “Just… perfect…” he commented while taking in the sight.

“I’m glad you approve, but now it’s your turn… I wanna see your body, too!” Stacy said and started unbuttoning Tim’s shirt. He worked out, but not religiously so, and his upper body was softer than he would have liked, but his sister didn’t seem to mind. She breathed a light kiss on his lips, then pulled down his pants along with his boxer shorts.

Stacy bit her lower lip in excitement and anticipation while admiring Tim’s penis which had been rock hard ever since he’d first started touching her. It wasn’t the longest she had seen, but it certainly was thick and stirred up all kinds of desire inside of her.

“Mmh… that’s a nice cock!” she stated truthfully and, after weighing it in her hands for a moment, carefully started stroking it.

Her technique wasn’t flawless, but the sensation for Tim was incredible nonetheless. “Oh! Don’t stop!”

His sister was jerking him off. Tim had to reassure himself that he wasn’t dreaming. His eyes found hers. He could see how much she enjoyed giving him pleasure. “Stacy, could you maybe…” he started, but she interrupted him.

“You don’t have to ask, Tim. Just tell me. Tell me what you want and I’ll do it. Promise!”

Again, Tim hoped to all available heavens that this wasn’t a dream. And if it was, he sure as hell didn’t ever want to wake up. “Suck it!” he commanded. “Suck my dick, Stacy!”

She hesitated only for a second, then she dutifully wrapped her lips around her brother’s cock. The sensation was unbelievable. Tim had to fight not to come right that instant.

What stopped him was Stacy abruptly stopping and starting to cough. “Are you alright?” he asked with genuine concern.

“Oh yeah, I just… I have a tough time breathing through my nose sometimes. That’s why I usually don’t like giving blowjobs…”

Suddenly, he felt bad. “I’m so sorry, Stace, I didn’t…” but again, she interrupted him.

“Bullshit. You have nothing to apologize for, Tim”. She started stroking his dick again. “Like I said, usually I don’t like sucking cock… but I’d do anything for you! Anything!”

As if to prove she meant business, she started sucking him again. And again, she’d almost made him come when she had to stop to catch her breath. “Tim?” the tone of her voice and the pleading look in her eyes made his knees feel weak even before she said the next three words: “Please fuck me!”

She slipped out of her panties, leaned back and spread her legs, inviting her big brother to do what he had wanted to do for so long. He lay down on top of her and slowly, carefully entered her.

He lost all sense of reality. Here he was, his dick inside his little sister’s pussy; so warm, so wet, so perfect! She caressed his hair. “Fuck me, Tim!” she whispered. And she didn’t have to ask again. He fucked her.

Tenderly at first, his pace soon quickened. Harder and harder, he thrust deep inside her pussy. His sister’s pussy. He was fucking his little sister! And if it was possible, it felt even better than he had imagined. bahis siteleri It seemed to him like his sister’s pussy had been made to perfectly fit his cock. Hugging it from every direction. Tightly. Warmly. With every deep thrust he lost himself further in his passion. And her’s.

“OH! Yes, Tim! YES!” Stacy moaned. Her voice was filled with unbridled lust. Her eyes closed, she anticipated another climax, meeting each of her brother’s thrusts halfway. She was getting close. Getting so close. Just one more moment. One second. The loud slapping noise of yet another hard thrust reverberated through her entire consciousness. A jolt of ecstasy hit every last cell of her body. With a primal scream, she gave in to the most intense orgasm of her life.

“AAAAAAAH!!!! YEESSSSSSSSSSS!!!”

Tim soaked it all in. The sound of her passionate screams, the sight of her face, contorted by so much pleasure. He could share in some of what she felt. He could feel her pussy twitching, convulsing around his cock. His sexy little sister’s pussy…

It was too much. “FUCK! I’m coming too, Stace!” he groaned, then everything changed. Slowed down. Every frustration, every negative feeling, all his worries melted away as he exploded forcefully and shot a large load of sperm deep into his sister’s still quivering pussy. In that moment, Tim felt a calm happiness that was unlike anything he had ever experienced.

The siblings just lay there, his cock still inside of her, both of them catching their breath for a while before he rolled over on his back.

“Oh shit, Oh… that was amazing!” he stated the obvious. Then, euphoria lifting, a thought occurred to him. “I… I’m sorry, I probably should have worn a condom. I mean…”

Stacy smiled at him. “Don’t worry, it was hot to feel you come inside me. Really hot. I wouldn’t have it any other way. Besides,” she gently kissed his forehead “I’m on the pill. We’re fine.”

Tim relaxed and lay down beside her. “Oh, I’m better than fine. I’m… I don’t even think the word exists. I’ve wanted you so badly for so long…”

She lovingly stroked his chest. “Why didn’t you ever say anything?”

He searched for words. “I don’t know… I was scared, I guess.”

She moved on top of him and started kissing his neck. “Scared of what? Giving me a huge compliment? Every girl likes to be told she’s sexy.” Her kisses moved down to the chest and belly. “Every girl wants to be wanted. And if that extends even to her own brother,” She had reached his private region and licked rests of his sperm off his cock, “Then all the better! And on top of that,” again, she smiled her incredible smile, “You’re the nicest, smartest, most wonderful guy I’ve ever known, Tim. Brother or not, you’re just the best!”

Tim couldn’t quite find the right words inside him, so he said nothing and just kissed his sister instead, hoping the kiss would tell her everything she needed and deserved to know. He loved her. He always had. And he always would.

As she slowly pulled away from the kiss, Stacy’s face showed a playful smirk. “You know… there’s Spongebob reruns every day. I know you’re not the biggest fan, but wouldn’t it be a nice little private ritual if you came by every other day to… watch with me?”

Tim ran his hand up his sister’s arm, delighting in the soft touch of her skin. He returned her smirk. “If watching Spongebob and his square pants means I get into yours, I’ll be here every day!”

“Great!” she gave him a quick kiss and began looking for her clothes. She started pulling her panties back on but then something seemed to occur to her.

“Actually, I also have a Spongebob DVD. So… maybe after a couple more minutes of rest for you, we could, well…”

She didn’t have to finish the sentence. Tim pulled his little sister’s panties right back down. A nice little private ritual, indeed.

***

Author’s Notes: This is the first erotic story I’ve ever finished writing and English isn’t my native language, so please don’t be too harsh on me or the story. By all means, however, leave comments and criticize it to help me improve in the future.

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I have this insane sex drive, and I’ve always known it. Being 20 years old, lean, tan, and toned, with sandy blond hair and I’ll admit a gorgeous face (I’ve been told), I’ve always had plenty of opportunities to exercise it. But some days, I even surprise myself with what I wind up doing and how many times I can cum. This was one of super fun days of sex where everything just happened to go my way.

I woke up to a blow job in progress to start with. Julie had spent the night, and we’d had sex twice and fell asleep around 1 am. As I awoke from my haze, it was in sheer pleasure that I realized I was naked with a gorgeous hot blonde girl engulfing my hard cock in her mouth. Julie loves to suck my cock. Seems like everywhere I go with her, she wants to find some corner to pull out my cock and suck it. Can’t blame her I guess. The girls tell me its absolutely a beautiful prick, and from what I’ve seen, I outsize most of those porn stars anyway. I love my cock too. A good 4 inches hanging soft, and just about 9 inches full hard, it has a perfect, symmetrical shape, a nice and full thickness but not too obnoxious, and I have good sized, nicely hanging balls that girls love to suck. And I’m hard like all the time.

I moaned and gasped as she sucked, and the nerve endings in my cock went insane. Its like my body’s main purpose is to experience sexual pleasure, and Julie and other girls are drawn to it. She fingered herself as she sucked up and down, and gave my balls a thorough tongue bath. Then she climbed up on my cock and slid her pussy down over it in one big thrust, and we were instantly fucking. I grabbed her hips and started slamming up into her. She grabbed the bed frame behind me and held on for dear life, screaming and hollering. My downstairs neighbors are absolutely disgusted with me and my sex life, and have asked before if I could tone it down, but I told them I just can’t. I fucked up into Julie really hard for a good 5 minutes, and then rolled over and launched into her missionary style, eventually grabbing her ankles and hoisting her feet up over my shoulders. I rammed away, making her cum many times, and in a big, crazed, sweating, lusting, hot frenzy, I came all over her body. My first cum of the day….ooooohhhh yeahhh…..the first shot arched out about 4 feet and hit the bed post. Then I felt my balls contract again as the insane feeling over took my legs and my crotch, and 3 more very large volume shots landed in her face and her hair, followed by 5 more nice ones about 2 feet long each, and then 4 or 5 smaller ones as it subsided. I absolutely screamed in ecstasy and laughed and grinned as I came. I love how much volume I produce. I FUCKING LOVE CUMMING.

It was about 8:30 am. I took a shower while Julie made breakfast, and when I came out of the bathroom naked and tan and hot looking, Julie started to get hot for me again and I knew we had to do it again. In fact I was already half hard, and I often need to cum twice in the morning. But this time I didn’t feel like wasting any time. I pulled off her robe and pushed her down on the couch on her back and started kissing and fondling every crevice of her absolutely knock-out body. I fingered her pussy and her clit and got her very hot very quickly, and then inserted my randy cock and pumped away. Ahhhhh…. Perfect sex. I rammed into her hardcore and mercilessly for 10 minutes and then came up inside her. I know I felt at least 7 contractions on that one, and cum was oozing out of her pussy all around me as I pulled out. I told Julie to suck me clean, and she immediately obliged, sucking my half-hard cock and cleaning all the cum off my balls and my shaft. I even thought about fucking her again, but unfortunately she had to get going to work. We ate our breakfast and she had to scram.

Well here I am at 9:30 on a hot summer day, having already fucked twice and with no agenda for the day at all. I was completely caught up in my classes, and had no shifts scheduled at the gym, and I was drawn to my apartment complex’s pool when I looked out the window and saw Shelley, who I work with, laying out her towel on a chaise. I’m an assistant trainer and floor helper at a nearby gym, and she teaches aerobics there. She’s about 30, single, and toned and gorgeous, and lives in my apartment complex two buildings over.

I thought about going down there in Speedos today. I know lots of people think they’re just not that cool, but since I really would prefer to be naked, I often figure that’s at least a compromise, and to be honest, with the chiseled, lean body I have, whenever I wear my Speedo I get a LOT of admiring looks and attention from all the girls, and of course from some of the guys. I can figure out which guys are pretending to be straight but really are turned on by me. Even though I’m not gay, I think its pretty amusing to be the object of desire for everyone on both sides.

However, today I at least went for my tight little trunks that are kind of like those boxer briefs but made for the water. bahis siteleri I brought a couple margaritas down in big plastic sippers, and gave one to Shelley as I spread my towel out on the chaise next to hers. We chatted and joked, and I stretched out my full 6′ body over the length of my chaise and soaked in the glorious sun. I love tanning. And I also love beautiful women in skimpy bikinis that are laying next to me.

The first time I jumped in the pool, I stood for a few seconds in front of Shelley before diving in, hoping she’d admire my tight ass. I stretched upwards and showed my beautiful, smooth back off nicely, then dove in. I floated around on my back a lot with the bulge in my shorts pretty noticeable in the sun. As I hoisted myself out of the pool, I caught her looking at my crotch and winked at her. As I returned to my chaise, she said “okay lover boy, you shouldn’t be looking so gorgeous and getting me all tempted by your hot body.”

“Gee thanks,” I said, “but I thought you were the one trying to turn ME on looking so irresistible today!” I do know how to flirt.

She rolled her eyes and then closed them and turned to the sun. I layed back down. A minute later she said “you probably didn’t know this but Dave and I decided cool it for awhile and see other people. He just really wants to lay that Hawaiian chick that started at the gym, and I didn’t feel like denying him that.”

A sly smile came across my face. It was the only thing that was stopping me from overtly seducing her. Dave was my boss at the gym, and a good friend, and I knew they were fucking each other but I didn’t know how serious they were.

“Let’s cut the bullshit and get this going,” I said, “I’m so hot for you I can’t stand it!”

We made our way quickly into her apartment and for the first time, got each other naked and started making out. She is such an athlete. Her tits are small, but her figure is perfect, and frankly, so is mine. She doesn’t look like someone 10 years older than me. And she wanted some cock really bad, it seemed. As I was standing naked in her living room with a hard on, Shelley dropped to her knees and sucked it in. She was amazed and thrilled at what a huge cock I have. Its my favorite moment with new sex partners, when they realize that even my very nice body is not my best asset. She tried to deep throat me all the way, but couldn’t get it all in. I loved it nonetheless, and sat back in her recliner and let her lavish all the attention on it she wanted. She told me Dave was a good lover but only 2/3 as big as me. Ahhhh, I love my life. She was a damn good cocksucker too, and had me close to coming in less than 10 minutes. I made her back off though, and I wanted a chance to explore her pussy as well. Just as I had expected, it was trimmed and pink and beautifully formed, and wet and hot too. I licked it and sucked it, and buzzed her clit, and then fucked her with my tongue until she screamed. As soon as she came for the first time, I brought my rock hard cock up to her pussy lips and teased her with the head, brushing it up and down through her folds and darting just a little bit in and out, until she BEGGED me to fuck her. Then, I lunged in full force. Okay. I decided since I’d already cum twice this morning, I could probably last a little while, and I figured if I gave this hot babe the fuck of her life, I could probably have her again any time I wanted. So, I started a nice even tempo that allowed me to angle my cock at various points inside her pussy and touch on her g-spot and all sides of her tunnel. Whenever she squealed at a certain spot, I concentrated on it longer. Then I started speeding up, and steeled myself against the temptation to start on the path to orgasm myself, squeezing my kegels while my cock got used to handling the sensations. I alternated fast and slow fucking tempos, and Shelley started cumming. She was practically hyperventilating, and just about begged me to stop, but I kept plowing away, sometimes at a frenetic pace, slamming my body against hers. I kept fucking and fucking and fucking. Never had Dave gone this long, I found out later, or any other boyfriend. I twisted her around and fucked her from behind, then laying on our sides, and returned to missionary. I kept it up for a solid 45 minutes. We were both drenched in sweat and in her juices, and she was delirious with pleasure and absolutely amazed at my skill and endurance. I finally pulled out and said I was ready to cum on her face, and she got underneath me and fondled my balls while I jerked off my cock and shot 6 nice, good jets all over her face and her tits, and then shook out the dribbles left in my long shaft. I yelled “yeahhhhhhhhh,,,,ooooooohhhh yeahhhhhh” the whole time. Shelley was drenched in cum and loved it.

I collapsed back on her sofa panting, and she started licking my cum off her tits. We’d been fucking for so long, that even after such a cum, I noticed I was still hard and lusty. Its not like my horny body knows to canlı bahis siteleri shut down the lust and desire to fuck just because I have just had an orgasm. I’m usually going full drive, and it takes a lot to wear me out. So, I began stroking my cock nicely as Shelley savored my treat. She couldn’t believe I wasn’t a limp noodle, she said, after all of that…and she didn’t even know it was my 3rd fuck of the day. I told her she was so incredible hot that I was still horny for her and that it was going to be her fault if I got priapism. “Well,” she said, ” I certainly won’t be allowing that to happen.” That’s what I wanted her to say.

She positioned herself over my lap and sat down on my cock, and started riding away, gently at first. She asked me, “how long has it been since you last had sex? With all that drive and cum, has it been awhile?” When I told her I’d actually fucked a girl I knew twice this morning before coming down to the pool, she stopped and stared at me. I shrugged as if to say, “I can’t help it” and started thrusting up into her, making her grunt and groan with an impending orgasm. She said she’d never experienced the likes of me. I told her I was available for her pleasure any time she’d like since we just lived up the sidewalk from each other. I’m not exclusive with anyone, I assured her, and I’m pretty much able to do whatever I want.

We sat there fucking nicely and smoothly, feeling each other’s bodies, and pleasuring each others’ loins for another 10 or 15 minutes, and ended when I came again, this time inside her wonderful cunt. She licked me clean, and collapsed on her couch exhausted. I slipped on my little shorts and told her I ‘d see her later, and then made my way back down to the pool. It was 12:30 pm, and some of the best rays were out at this time of the day on a hot Saturday, so I fell asleep stretched out in my near-bare glory, satisfied at least for the moment.

I snoozed until about 2:30, getting some rays on both sides of my body and relishing the heat and the golden sun, and my contentedness with the first part of my day. Then I went up to my apartment, put on my Birkenstocks and some shorts, no underwear or shirt, and headed out across town to the lake where I was meeting Paul and Kim at the dock to go out on Paul’s boat. Paul is my best friend, and Kim is non-exclusively his girlfriend now, though she and I had certainly had frenzied sex a few times last semester at some of his parties. Kim’s friend Allie was there with them, much to my surprise, and I started getting hard the moment I saw her. I’d been horny for Allie ever since I met her a couple months ago, but our paths hadn’t crossed very many times since then. Allie was a dark-tanned, brunette beauty with bronze skin, and sultry, perhaps part-Mexican looks, with these deep blue alluring eyes and a smooth and tight body that kings would kill for.

It was about 3:30 and blazing hot when we headed out on the lake for some waterskiing practice. Paul is training for a competition, and Kim and I often drive the boat for him. But first, Paul gave me a chance to do some waterskiing. I put on the lifejacket and grabbed the tow rope and we took off, and I pulled all the tricks I knew, which was a lot of fun, but not half as good as Paul is when he skis. Allie was driving, and towed me for about 15 minutes, and then slowed down to switch. As I swam up to the boat, and started to climb over, I noticed Paul laying on his back panting and sweating and grinning, and Kim was just pulling his shorts up over his hard and wet cock and wiping cum off her mouth.

“Yo baby!!”, I exclaimed, and they laughed and gave each other a kiss. “Now I know why you wanted ME to ski first!”

Paul laughed and blew a kiss at Kim, and got into the ski gear and jumped in the water with the rope. Kim was more clued in on the plan he wanted to run through for his routine today, so she took the wheel, and Allie made her way to the back of the boat by me. Now I knew I was in trouble. She was wearing a VERY small bikini, and it was the best view I’d ever had of her gorgeous body.

As Kim revved up the boat and got off to a great speed, Paul started his amazing series of waterskiing acrobatics, which was really incredible to watch. I’ve always enjoyed this sport and he’s one of the best in the city. Allie and I were enjoying the sun and the breeze and keeping track of Paul’s tricks so we could give him feedback later. Now, I didn’t really know Allie that well, but I couldn’t help it and started flirting with her anyway. Not too many girls turn away from my advances with the body I’ve worked hard to develop for myself – I’ve always felt pretty lucky to have these looks. Allie, though she could probably have any guy she wants, was no exception, and started being coy and flirting back.

“So did you get to help Kim any with Paul’s blowjob?” I asked.

“No….they just went ahead and did that right here while I was in plain sight driving the boat! Sluts!” Allie güvenilir bahis complained mockingly. “And there I was not able to get any!”

“Well I can’t imagine a sexier girl in the whole city, and if you want, I’m all for us getting them back with our own demonstration!” I offered.

“I was hoping you were up for that!” she said.

“Oh I’m UP all right, have been since I saw you on the dock!”

With that, Allie grabbed my shorts and pulled them down and grasped my very rigid cock with her hands and started pumping it up and down. I about came right there, sitting at the back of Paul’s boat in the sun, with the wind blowing in my hair and the vibrating boat skimming along on the lake. Allie knelt down and started blowing me just like she’d seen Kim doing to Paul. It took Kim a minute to notice, but then she yelled “Hey you two! Oh good grief!”, and started giggling as she realized why we were doing it. Allie sucked my cock like a pro, and I thought to myself there couldn’t be a better, sexier, more perfect moment than to be getting a blow job from a knockout like her while riding in a boat in the sun on a lake. Allie loved the size of my cock, and slurped up and down, and suckled my low hanging balls. I had to be careful to keep myself braced against the back of the boat so I didn’t lean or slide as Kim was turning the boat and speeding up and slowing down, but Allie stayed down there and worshipped my cock for a good 15 minutes more.

Just as Kim was slowing the boat down to give Paul a break, Allie started sucking extra hard like a vacuum, and deep throated my 8 ½” all the way down her throat, and that got me. As the boat slowed to a stop, I started thrusting my cock in and out of her mouth, and then showered her face with cum as I erupted in an unapologetic, hollering, slamming, mindblowing orgasm. I screamed like a wild beast, and Kim rolled her eyes and laughed. Paul was just coming up into the boat and laughed with her. Some guys in another boat that was not too far from us whistled and yelled at us too.

“Yeah baby!” I exclaimed!

“We figured if you two could do this back here, we could too!” Allie explained. She dove in the water and rinsed the cum off her face and hair. I sat there naked with my friends, still half-hard and loving the sun and the breeze and the close camaraderie we all shared.

We got back to the docks a little after 6:00, and Allie had to leave. Paul and Kim and I grabbed some burgers at the snack shack, and headed up to Paul’s apartment, which is just across the street from the docks, and also happens to be the same apartments that Julie lives in. The three of us sat out on his balcony eating our food and having a beer, all of us deeply tanned and in nothing but our swimming suits. Paul said he needed a shower to rinse all the lake water off, and Kim said she’d join him. I was thinking about crashing their shower and prompting a 3-some, since we’d all be cool with that, but then I saw Julie pulling into the parking lot and I headed down towards her apartment.

“Hey babe,” I said, as we met in front of her door, and gave her a big hug and French kiss.

“You’ve been out on the lake! I’m jealous!” said Julie, who had been at work all day. “You got to have fun without me.”

“I know, but see, I can make it up to you if you want…”

Three minutes later she had my shorts stripped off and was sucking my hardening cock while we stood in her oversize bathtub with the hot shower pouring down on us. My cock ached a bit from all the earlier activity, but still came to life after a few minutes.

Julie said “you usually get hard so easy, have you been a naughty boy today?”

“You better believe it,” I said, “but I’ve still got more for you!” Julie and I have no jealousy and practically cheer each other on for having more sex.

“Well, I’m going to have to satisfy this fucking cock once and for all today,” she said, and resumed her sucking.

When I was at full mast, I stood Julie up and turned her towards the wall, and rubbed my slick hands down her ass and right to her pussy. I inserted a couple fingers in her pussy and started rubbing in and out. Then with my other hand I stuck a finger in her ass, and started playing the two back and forth against each other. She moaned and ahhhed in pleasure, having had a stressful day at work, and relished the attention and the relief. When she was reaching the heights of lust and excitement, I slid my cock into her from behind and started pumping away. I got into some really long, deep thrusts, all the way in and out, at a medium tempo that really seemed to hit her hot spots along the way, and mine too. My cock got even harder. My heart was racing, my mind was obsessed with her perfect ass and the pleasure of her pussy on my cock, and my cock luxuriated the sensations of fucking her wonderful depths. Julie orgasmed and screamed, and I kept going, being in no hurry to cum of course. She turned around and I entered her from in front, still standing and leaning her back against the wall. The shower was hot, steam was rising all around us, and we were having a good, hard, lusty fuck and I loved it. I played with her tits and lightly bit her earlobes, and she clawed at my back and thrust forward at my jackhammering cock.

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Aman Allahım emreydi bu. oda karanlıktı. ama gölgesini görebiliyordum. Kalkıp bağırmak istedim tokat atmak küfr etmek istedim. Ama yapamıyordum birşey engelliyordu. Ona hayatı boyu zarar vermekten korkuyordum. Ve söylemeye utansamda evet nefsim istiyordu. 2 yıldır kimse olmamıştı sank içimde doldurulması gereken bir boşluk vardı…Tepki vermiyordum kilodumu indirdi. Öylece duruyordu. Bacaklarımı ayırdı, birden kafasını eğip vajinamı yalamaya başladı. Aman Allahım irkildim. O anda aklımda binlerce şey geçiyordu. Bir tarafım kalk engel ol diğeri bırak oğlunu mutlu et sende kadınlığını hatırla diyordu. İkisi arasında boğuşurken oğlum vajinamı yavaşca yalıyordu. Aşağıda yukarı bazende oval şekilde yavaşca yalıyordu. Islanmıştım, hayatımda ilk kez biri vajinamı yalıyordu. Kocam olucak hayvan bencildi kendi işini bititiri uyurdu. İl kez bu zevki tadıyordum. Muhteşemdi. Islandığımı ve suyumun geldiğini hissediyordum. Uyuma rolüne devam ediyordum. Ama kafamda karar vermiştim. Yalamasına okşamasına öpmesine izin vericektim ama içime asla asla olmazdı. O benim oğlumdu !!!Ben bunları düşünürken göğüslerime çıktı eli hala vajinamı oksuyordu. Sessiz kalmamdan cesaret almış olucakki memelerimi emiyordu. diliyle meme uçlarıma vuruyordu. Muhteşem birşeydi. 2 yıldır hiç kimseyle olmamanın acizliği burda çıkıyordu. 1 saniye sonra kalkıcam diye kendimi kandırıyordum. Ama aldığım zevk beni yenmişti.Memelerimi yalarken birden vajinamda muhteşem bir acı hissettim. İçime girmişti. Aman Allahım oğlumun penisi içimdeydi. Baş kısmı girmişti sanırım. Çok ama çok kalındı. Babasınınkinden daha bahis siteleri kalındı. Gözlerim kapalıydı bana fıslıtıyla “Özür dilerim Anne” dedi ve var gücüyle tamamını sokmaya çalıştı. Ama girmedi. Penisi çok kalındı ve sanki vajinamı yırtarak içeri girmeye calısıyordu. Var gücüyle ittirmesine rağmen bir kısmı giriyordu. Okadar acı çekiyordumki. Hem fiziksel hem ruhani açıdan. Oğlum beni apaçık sikiyordu ! Tüm acıların yanında bu yaşıma kadar almadığım derecede zevk alıyordum. İçimde gidip gelen iri bir penis memelerimi okşayan güçlü parmaklar ve meme uçlarıma yalıyan ıslak bir dil. Bir kadın daha ne isteyebilirdiki ?İçimde uzun süre kaldı, çok sert girip çıkıyordu canım çok yanıyordu ama dudaklarımı sıkmıştım. Ellerimi yumruk yapmış güç alıyor içimdeki acıyı dışa vurmuyordum. Uzun süre gidip geldi orgazm olmuştum hafif şekilde titriyordumki içimden çıktı ve göbeğime boşaldı. Sıcak spermleri hissediyordum karnımdan aşağı akıyordu. Üstümden kalktı birşey ile göbeğimi defalarca sildi. Kiltoumu çekip t-shirtimi indirdi üstümüde örtmeyi unutmadı…O şok ile uyuya kaldım. Uyandım ve hemen giyinip işe gittim. Bütün gün ağladım ne yaptım nasıl izin verdim diye kendime lanet okudum. Ama durup düşününce dün gece hayatımın sexini yaşadığımı anladım. Babasınınkinden büyük bir penisi vardı. İçimde dakikalarca kaldı. Babası 3 4 dakika kalıyorken o uzun süre gidip gelmişti. İlk defa vajinamı yalamıştı. Meme uçlarımı cok iyi yalıyordu. Bana muhteşem zevk veriyordu. Tüm bunları düşünürken elim vajinamda geziniyordu onu düşünüyordum. Yakışıklı, boyu posu yerinde, ve görmediğim ama hayal ettiğim koca bir penis. Ahhh evet birdaha sok aslanımm diye düşünür masturbasyon yaparken kendime tokat attım. Ağlıyordum ne yapıyordum ben nasıl bir anneydim. Öz oğlumla nasıl yatıp bundan zevk alır onu düşlerdim.Bu şekilde düşünerek akşam oldu, adımlarım eve gitmek istemiyordu. Evde “o” vardı. Bana kadın olduğumu hatırlatan hayatımın orgazmını yaşatan “o”… Eve geldim yemek yaptım ortalıkta yoktu. Kardeşi yemeğe çağırdı gelmedi. Odadan cıkmıyordu. Bende o odaya girmedim. Gece oldu ve yatağıma yattım. Kapıyı kitledim. Yattım. Ama canım kapıyı kitlemek istemiyordu. Kalkıp açtım. Ve yine yattım.Onu bekliyordum…1 saaten fazla oldu, kapı aralandı gölgesi belli oluyordu. Yaklaştı örtüyü kaldırdı kilodumu indirdi. Ve dün geceki gibi vajinamı yalamaya başladı. Bir seçim yapmalıydım ya karşı koyucaktım konuşucaktım yada onun olucak sessizce yerime kalıp oğlumun işini bitirmesini bekliyecektim. Olmaz dedim tekrar yapamam bu günahı tekrar işliyemem. Kalkmayı düşündüm. Ama ! durdum. Bana dün gece nedne kalkmadın demezmiydi. Sen zevk almadıysan dün gece neden yaptırdın kendini demezmiydi. Ne derdim ona. Nasıl hayatımın sexini yaşattın bana diyebilirdim. Sustum…Yalıyordu, muhteşem yalıyordu hemde. Dudaklarımı sıkmış ellerimi yumruk haline getirmiş ses cıkarm*** için tüm gücümü veriyordum. Yalamayı bitirdi, evet işte başlıyorduk ben ellerimi sıkmış içime girmesini beklerken iki elimide tuttu yukarı kaldırdı ve omuzlarımın hizasına getirip açtı. Ve yavaşca içime girdi. Ellerimi sıkamıyordum ellerim onun avuclarındaydı. Ve kendimi tutamayıp inledim. Aldığım zevkin sesiydi bu. İlk “ah” ımdı bu…Dün geceki gibi değildi yavaş yavaş gidip geliyordu ve dün geceden daha fazla zevk veriyordu artık açık açık inliyordum. Dudaklarıma öpmek istedi. Sıktım izin vermedim. Ben bunu yapınca birden hızlıca içime girdi ve derince inledim dudaklarımı öptü. Ona karşı acizdim bileklerimdeki canlı bahis siteleri güç çekilmişti. Onundum artık istediğini yapıyordum. Öpüyordu dudaklarımı. Boyunu yalıyordu memelerimi yalıyordu. Muhteşemdi. Dünkindende çok zevk alıyordum. Testislerinin tenime vurduğunda çıkardığı ses tüm odada yankılanıyordu ; “şak şak şak…”Uzun süre içimde sonundada tüm penisini birden hızlıca içime sokup olabilidğince ittirdi ve içime boşaldı. O sıcak sıvıyı içimde hissediyordum. Ne kadar güzeldi… Acizdim artık bileğimde güç yoktu, beynim aldığı zevk karşısında donmuştu. İçi
mden lütfen birda lütfen birdaha diye sayıklıyordum. Penisini içimden cıkardı 1 – 2 dakika yatakta oturdu. Ben hala “uyuyordum.” Ve yine geldi bacaklarımı ayırdı yavaşca girdi ve hala semsertti. Sanki 2 dakika önce içime boşalan o değilmiş gibi aleti semsertti. Gidip geliyordu dudaklarımı öpüyor memelerimle oynuyordu. Ben elimde olmadan sesler cıkarıyordum. Gözümü araladım ona bakıyordum testislerinin tenime vurdğunda çıakrdığı sesleri duyuluyordu. Gözleri kapalıydı belliki çok zevk alıyordu. İçimde çok uzun süre kaldı. Ara ara duraklayıp vucudumu opup yalıyor sonra tekrar devam ediyordu en sonunda sert bir şekilde içime tekrar boşaldı. Dün geceki gibi herhangi bir temizleme yada kilodumu çekmeden içimden çıkıp direk odaya geçti…Ağlıyordum, oğlumun bana yaptıklarına değil bundan aldığım zevk için ağlıyordum. Kelimeler yetmiyor okadar zevk alıyordumki o içimdeyken tüm aklım gidiyordu tüm fiziki-akli gücüm gidiyordu.Uyudum, sabah duş alıp işe gittim.Uzun süre geceleri gelmedi, ev içinde yabancı gibi olmuştuk benimle konuşmuyor bakmıyordu. Çok üzgündüm. Bu şekilde uzun süre geçti okullar açıldı. Son senesi üniversiteye hazırlanıyordu. Bu geçen süre içinde yaşadıklarımız her gün aklımdaydı, duşta onu düşünerek masturbasyon yapıyordum, onu düşünerek kendimi oksuyordum herdefasında pişman olup birdaha yapmıyacagım diye yemin ediyor ama bozuyordum.Aralığın 3 ü idi küçük oğlumun doğum günü pasta aldık kutladık. Herkez mutluydu o da mutluydu ailecek mutluyduk…O gece sıradan bir geceydi zaten son geceden sonra hiç gelmemişti yanlış olduğunu anlamıştı. Ama o gece kapım aralandı. Yanıma geldi örtümü kaldırdı. Pijamamı indirirken kalktım. İrkildi, bu gecede sessizce işini bitirmeyi düşünüyordu korktuğu her halinden belliydi. Yanıma otur dedim oturdu yüzü yerdeydi.” Bunun ne kadar günah olduğunu biliyormusun” dedim. “Evet” dedi. “Nasıl yapıyorsun peki” dedim. “Engel olamıyorum” dedi. Allahım nefsim istiyordu onu, içimde sanki büyük bir boşluk vardı ve onu oğlum doldurabiliyordu istiyordum onu. “Özür dilerim anne” dedi, ağlıyordu. Bende ağlıyordum. “Çokmu istiyorsun beni” dedim. “Evet” dedi. “Son defa yapıcağız tamammı “dedim. Bunu nasıl dediğime hala inanamıyorum nasıl yaptım bunu bilmiyorum ama o anda oldu işte…Tamam ded, söz verdi ve yatağa yattım. Pijamamı indirdi iç çamaşırımı çıkardı üstümüde çıkardı. Çırılçıplaktım. Dudaklarımı öpüyordu karşılık veriyordum, boynuma indi ordan göğüslerimi yalıyor oksuyordu. Penisini görmek istiyordum beni zevkten zevke sokan şeyi görmek istiyordum. Vajinama indi diliyle baskı uyguluyor yalıyor beni zevkden cıldırtıyordu Saçlarını oksuyordum. Yalamayı bitirdi tekrar dudaklarıma geldi elimi penisine götürdüm, Aman Allahım avuclarımda kocaman birşey vardı. Oksuyordum cok kalındı. Boyu normaldi ama kalınlığı çok kalındı. İçime girdi kendime ona bırakmıştım girip çıkıyordu dudaklarımı öpüyordu karşılık veriyordum. Onun güvenilir bahis vucudunu oksuyordum kalcalarını oksuyordum. Sanki karı koca gibiydik. İkimizde birbirimizi istiyorduk. Hızlanmıştı cok canım yanıyordu ama muhteşem zevk alıyordum. Sonunda içime boşaldı. Ama devam etti gidip geliyordu. 1 defa daha yaptıktan sonra gitti. Bende duş aldım ve yattım. Bu sondu artık bitti diyerek uyudum.Aradan 3 hafta geçti ben ise her gece onu bekliyorum onu istiyorum ne kadar yanlış olursa günah olursa olsun onun verdiği zevki onun verdiği mutluluğu bırakamıyorum.. Ondan sonra 2 çocuğum daha oldu. Hayatım güzeldi ekonomik durumumuz cok iyidi kocam muteahitti ilk eşinin benden haberi yoktu yıllarcada olmadı. Bu şekilde mutlu yaşarken kocamın işleri bozulmaya başladı. Yurt dışında dolandırıldı varımız yoğumuz elimizden gitti. Kendi üzerindekiler yetmedi benimkileride beni ikna edip geri alıcam diyerek elimden aldı. Zenginlik bitmiş 3 cocukla 33 yaşımda ortada kalmıştım. Kocamla bu yuzden kavga ettim bizi bu hale koyması ve ilgisizliği mahvediyordu beni o büyük kavgadan sonra gitti öldümü kaldımı bilmiyorum ilk eşinide aramıyormuş yıllardır… Ben bir evde cocuk bakıcısı olarak cocuklarıma ve kendime bakıyorum. Oğlum emre ozaman 16 yaşında yakışıklı biraz kilolu bir cocuktu. Çok sessizdi bu ekonomik düşüşümüz ve babasının yaptıkları cok üzmüştü onu. Hiç konusmuyordu hep bilgisayar basında idi…Bazen saatlerce bizimle konusmadan onun basındaydı. Sık sık banyo oluyordu anlıyordum genç adamdı masturbasyon yapıcaktı hakkıydı. Aylar geçti memlekete gidip annemi babamı görmek istedim. Çocuklarımla gittik. Fazla kalmıyacaktık iznim azdı. İlk gün köyümü gezdim cocukluğumun geçtiği tarlayı, bahçeyi, ormanı oğlumla gezerken bir tarladan sulama tabancalarının altında ıslanmıştık bir gömlek altımdada bir etek vardı. Sırılsıklam olmuştum bacaklarım eteğe yapışmış belim – kollarımda gömleğe yapışmış sadece beyaz südyenim ortada duruyordu. Oğlum bana bakıyordu oda ıslanmışdı. O an aklıma en ufak bi kötülük gelmedi. Eve gittik duş aldık kurulandık.Ev küçüktü annemle babam odalarında bende cocuklarımla serin oluyor diye arada holde yer yatagında yattım. Oğlum yanımda diğer 2 cocugumda çekyatlara yattı. Uyumaya calısıyordum. Aklımda bu evde, bu köyde yaşadığım günler ve kocamı ilk görüşüm vardı bi türlü uykum gelmiyordu.Aradan 30 40 dk geçti, oğluma sırtım dönüktü. Elini kalçama koydu geri çekti. Önemsemedim uyuyor çarpmıştır dedim. Ama bunu 2 kere daha yaptı. Sonra kalçalarımda sert bişey hissettim. Çok sertti kalındı. Sonradan dank etti, Allahım oğlumun penisi kalçalarımdaydı!Ne yapıcagımı bilmiyordum. Elini kalçama koydu yavaşca sıktı, elini öne getirip vajinamın ust tarafına dokundu. Eli ordaydı biraz basınç uyguluyordu dokunuyordu sadece. 2 senedir hiç bir erkekle olmamıştım konuşmamıştım bile. Eli hoşuma gidiyordu ama birden kendime geldim ne yapıyordum o benim oğlumdu. Öz be öz oğlumun penisi kalçalarımdaydı. Birden kalkıp ne yapıyorsun sen demek istedim. Tam yapıcakken durdum. Düşündüm…16 yaşındaydı hormonları tavan yapmıştı ve kendine en yakın bulduğu kadına dokunuyordu istiyordu. Birşey yapmamaya karar verdim nasıl olsa dokunup uyuyacaktı. Ben bunları düşünürken elini göğüslerime kaydırdı. cok hafif sıkıyordu. Uclarına dokunuyordu. Kalçamdaki penisini ise sürtüyordu arada ittiriyordu. Çok sertti, kalın olduğunu hissedebiliyordum. Birden elini çekti ve sesler gelmeye başladı. Sanırım masturbasyon yapıyordu. Banyoya gitti geldi sonrada dokunmadan uyudu…Ertesi gün yüzüne bakamıyordum dün gece aklıma geliyordu. O ise hiçbirşey yokmus gibi davranıyordu. Nede olsa ben uyurken işini halletmişti. Bu gece köyde kalıcak yarın dönücektik. Akşama kadar nasıl davranacagımı oglumu bu halden nasıl kurtaracagımı düşündüm.

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I had just walked in from a bad week at school. So, despite the good weather in L.A., I felt like shit.

“Man, I need a beer.” I walked to the fridge, and there was a not taped to it. It read:

Dear Bob,

I have to go to a conference in NY and I won’t be back until Monday. Your Father would be glad to stay with you for the weekend, but he has an busy weekend at the firm, and as to work overtime. I imagine that your old enough know, however, to take care of yourselves.

Janice, (our Mom insisted it was fine for us to call her by her first name.)

“WONDERFUL!” I shouted. My sister was a BABE, and I LOVED spending time with her, especially alone. She was 5 ft. 6, with light brown hair. Emily had a fairly average build, with a few extra pounds. My sis had small boobs, a nice waist, and a GREAT booty. This was my favorite feature. I LOVED waching her dance, because her flesh had a nice shake that gave me a hard-on. Think of Katie Holmes with bobbed hair. She was 21 and I was 22. She went to the same local college that I did. Despite that, I rarely saw her.

“In the meantime,” I snickered, “I’m gonna have some fun.” Forgetting about the beer, I walked down the hall to my room. I flipped up my mattress, and found my secret stash of porn tapes. They were all of one of my favorite subjects, Incest. Specifically, Brother and Sister sex. Flipping through the bunch, I found the one I was looking for. It was called, “Keeping It In The Family, Part 2.” Getting comfortable, I unzipped my pants, and pulled off my boxers. Sitting on my bed, I popped the tape in the VCR. The FBI warning came on. “Come on, that’s get to it.” Just as I was about to fast forward the video, Scene 1 started. The scene was of the brother masturbating well canlı bahis watching a porn of Incest. Coincidence, I thought. The camera decided it was tired of filming the boy on the bed, so it zoomed in to the action. On the screen was a guy getting a blowjob for his sister.

“OH, YEAH, suck my cock. SUCK IT, BITCH!!”

“YES, I’M CUMMING!!” This was from the actor watching the porn. “OH…YEAH,” the kid said as he unloaded his wad of cum.

Just then the sister walked in on him.

“WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!!?”

“UH, sis, it’s, um, not what you think.”

“LIKE HELL IT ISN’T,” the sister yelled, “Your watching PORN!! Not just that, but it’s about INCEST!! Your disgusting.”

“UM, I can explain.”

“OH, you can, huh. Then explain.”

“It’s a friend of mine’s porn”

“RRIIGGHHTT, tell me another one.”

“Well, I, are you gonna tell Mom? Please don’t.”

“Oh, I can take care of Mom,” she said as she seductively smiled at me. The actress playing sis walked over to her brother and grabbed on to his raging member. “NOW, your going to give me something I want.” She lowered her lips to his member and licked his precum.

“OH, yeah, I like that.”

“I thought you might,” she hissed as she licked the guy’s entire cockhead.

Getting a bit wild, the brother howled, “What are you waiting for? SUCK ME whore.”

“Yeah, I like it when you talk dirty.” She pierced her silky moist lips passed her brother head and then gave him the business.

“YEAH, suck my incestuous cock, dirty slut. I LOVE IT! The brother put his hands on her head and helped her as he fucked her mouth. “OH< YEAH, suck my cock, you like that?"

“UMPH!” Her head bobbed up and down on the guys kaçak iddaa 6 inch member. Her slurping noises was driving the actor wild.

“YEAH, I LOVE hearing you fuck that nasty cock. YEAH, that’s nice.”

In reality, I was stroking my cock. “AH, suck him, whore. Suck him good. Suck that incestuous member.”

“AHEM!!” who on earth was that. I turned off the TV and saw who had interrupted my fun. It was my sister. She was STUNNING! Dressed in a silky black sports bra, and a lazy skirt, I was reminded of Madonna’s first scene from “Dick Tracy,” without the midsection. And, of course, Madonna was a had short, curly blonde hair.

“UH, sis, it, uh, um, isn’t what you were thinking. Deja vu.

“OH, REALLY! Than what is it, HUM!!??”

“I was, I mean, just, ahh.”

“You were what, just watching porn. From the sound of things it looked as if you were watching incest porn. Try to explain that.”

“WELL..”

“YEAH, go on.”

“I’m…uh, sorry.

“That’s ok,” her anger suddenly turned into what looked like a smile. “I was good, wasn’t I?”

My mock horror also turned into a smile, “Your the best cocksucker I know. Anyway, how on earth did you get home? I thought your car was in the shop.”

Jessica brought me home. She was Emily’s best friend, and also her lover. My sis was bi.

“GREAT!! She still here? I wouldn’t mind saying “Hi.”

“Sorry to disappoint you, but she already left.”

“Oh well, your still here.”

“That’s right, you want to go for it? I see that will have the entire house to ourselves for the weekend.”

“That’s right, were gonna have LOTS of fun.” I got up on my feet and walked over to my lovely sibling. “Now, as you were saying,” I said kaçak bahis as I put my arms around her waist, pulled her to me, and kissed her. Her lips were soft and silky. Her arms also went around my waist. Just then, she suddenly broke the kiss, and wheeled herself around. My cock was planted right on her ass. Through the material her ass was nice and soft.

I put both my hands on her plumy ass and rubbed it. “You have such a lovely ass, sis. Shake it for me, would ya?”

She responded to my request by shake it from side to side. “UM, like that,?” she seductively whispered. Before I had a chance to respond, she planted her lips on mine. This time she put her lovely tongue in my mouth.

My hands traveled up her body and grabbed her tits, “UM,” I said as I pinched her nipples. Then our kiss broke. I was in hot passion and I grabbed her hair and pushed her face on the bed.

“OH,” she howled, shocked and aroused at the rough turn of events.

Being rough now with my sister, I ripped her skirt off and was pleasantly surprised she had no panties on. “Sis is going commando, GOOD!” I positioned my cock at my sister’s pussy lips with my one free hand and popped my head in.

“OH, yeah, fuck my incest pussy. I LOVE feeling your cock around my lips.

Getting rougher, I put all 6 inches inside my sister and rocked her as fast as it too Christopher Reeve to change into Superman.

“OHHH, FFUUCCCCKKK, MEEEE! HAAARDERRR!! GOD, YESSSSS!! She roked her ass back hard to meet my thrusts. “FUCCCKKK MYYYYYY PUSSSYYYYY,!!

I released my hand from my sister’s head and put both my hands on her waist. I LOVED the feel of my sister’s ass as it slapped against my legs. “OH, YESSSS! I”m CUMMMINNNGGG!! I felt my seed go into my sister’s sex, and some of it dripped out of her. “AHHH! That was great.” I released my cock from her cunt and gave her one more kiss.

“Well, where gonna have to get Jess in on this fun.”

That should be fun, I grinned.

To Be Continued…

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The Summer of 1960

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I had no idea what it was going to hold for me but I have to say this from the start I never thought I’d loose my virginity and fall in love while I was away. After all I was only 18.

My cousin was getting married out in LA so I flew from Miami to LAX and spent time with her before the wedding. We had been good friends as well as cousins since I was very small. The flight was just another plane ride for me. I use to travel every summer to Chicago to see my Grandmother and aunts.

Instead of just flying back to Miami I made a stop over in Chicago to see the usual people, Grandmother and aunts. I had been there about a day and a half when my Father’s sister called and asked if I wanted to come and visit because all my cousins were home for the summer and I hadn’t seen them in like forever. Sure, people my age and hey they were boys. I have to admit I liked the idea of boys….

My aunt occupied most of the afternoon when I got out to Elgin. Then she told me that the boys would be home in about 30 minutes and asked me if I remembered John, Jim or Ted. No I have to admit I didn’t. But I can tell you now I do.

John came in the kitchen and swung me around like a rag doll. When he finally put me down on the chair I felt like I was going to fall off. He was tall and had sandy blonde hair and a nice build for a cousin. He was married and had a little boy named Markie. I was just talking to him and telling him and my aunt about my Dad and Mom.

Then just like a tornado in the door came Ted and my heart was stolen from me forever.

He was my Prince Charming. Tall, dark and handsome as hell, he had a face like a Greek god. He hugged me so tight I thought my eyes would pop out of my head. When he finally let go I remember swooning like a girl after a movie star.

When my Uncle got home from work he called me and Ted into the family room and gave us tickets to the county fair and the keys to his car. I remember feeling like this was my first crush. Wherever Ted was I was right behind him. If he was working on the car I was right down under it handing him tools. If he was mowing the lawn I was watching.

After dinner John came over to see what we were up to and took me and Ted to the Tastee Freeze (it’s like a Dairy Queen). On the way home we got lost (yeah right) in a corn field. I was scared that we’d have to walk back to my aunt’s house. I had no idea he was pulling the oldest trick in the book, “Oh no, we’re out of gas”.

I just sat and cuddled up next to Ted and tried to get as far away from John as I could. This guy frightened me. Then he said “Well since we’re here for awhile let’s get to know each other again cuz”.

I was still a virgin even at 18. I hadn’t found a man (or a boy) I thought I wanted to give it up to until I met my cousin Ted.

John’s hands were all over me. While I was trying to fight him off Ted was ready to start swinging and connecting with his brother’s jaw.

“Come on Mag, you know you want to let me fuck you” John said as his hands were every where on my body. I tried to push him away and finally my hero came to my rescue. Ted tapped him on the shoulder and when John stood up he swung his right arm out and bang John was on the pavement.

“She doesn’t want to you pawing at her bro. Leave the lady along” Ted said as he stood between John on the roadway and me in the front seat. “Now takes us home.”

As John wobbled around the front of the car to the drivers said Ted took me and we climbed into the back seat.

I was crying softly into Ted’s shoulder. As we pulled up in front of the house John was just concerned that I’d tell his Dad what he’d tried to do whatever it was that he had tried. But all I wanted to do was get the heck out of the car.

“Ted, if you let her tell Dad I’ll just say you got yourself some pussy too” John said as he tried to blackmail his brother.

John got back into the car and left as Ted took me into his arms to comfort me. We didn’t go to the fair until the next night. Ted just explained to my Uncle that John had played a mean trick with the ‘oh no we’re out of gas’ thing and that scared me and got me to crying. I guess Uncle Jake decided that it was just John being John.

Ted took me downstairs to the rec room and got me settled in for the night. And then as he turned off the TV and before he turned on the light over the pool table I started to shake.

“Ted, he scared me. John really scared me. Why did he do that to me?” I said to him in the dark.

Ted turned back to me and put his arms around my shoulders. “Its okay Mag. John is just a pig. Don’t let him get to you. I won’t let him get close to you again” Ted said.

As Ted made his way to the pool table to turn on the light I sat down on my bed. Ted came back over to where I was sitting and deposited himself on the floor at my feet. He reached up and took my hands in his as he smiled and said “I will protect you with my life Maggie. Nobody will ever hurt you. Got it?”

I got a nice warm feeling in my stomach as he smiled türkçe bahis at me. I felt so safe with my sweet cousin offering to protect me.

“Okay Ted. I’ll be okay now” I said as I lay down on the bed.

Ted stood up and covered me with a blanket and then out of the clear blue sky he leaned down and kissed me on the lips.

“Good night Ted and thank you” I whispered.

“Welcome Maggie” he said as he stepped back and turned to leave.

I watched him walk out of the rec room and go up the stairs. I wished his room had been in the other part of the basement. To this man I would have willingly given up my virginity. I was just so in love with him.

The next day came and I was woken up by my younger cousin Jerry running through the rec room like an airplane.

“Hey Maggie get up its morning” he said as he made his final approach for a landing.

“No its not I’m still tired” I said as I pulled the blanket up over my head.

Then it was all quiet in the room. I peeked out from under the blanket to see him standing there looking at me.

“What?” I said as I stared back.

“What does he see in YOU?” Jerry said as he made a face.

“Who, what are you talking about?” I said in disgust.

“Ted” he said “oh my Gawd you are in love with your own cousin” he said as he made a sore face. “Uh-h-h-h that’s gross” Jerry said as he headed up to the kitchen.

I had been found out. He knew I was in love with his brother. Geez I hope he didn’t tell anybody. That would be embarrassing to say the least.

After breakfast I straightened up the bed and put some clothes away. As I was standing in front of the TV Ted came swinging down into the rec room. I turned and smiled lovingly up into his face. He put his arm around my shoulder as he said “Morning dear cousin, how’d you sleep last night?”

“Fine, until Jerry made like an airplane that didn’t know how to land” I said as I laughed.

“Yeah, well his room is down here too so you’ll need to live with it for awhile” he said as he dropped his arm from my shoulder.

“Don’t forget we are going to the fair tonight. No holes barred you are having it all. Hot dogs, popcorn, cotton candy and do all the rides. Ferris wheel, roller coaster, bumper cars, and last but not least the Merry go round” Ted said as he held out his arms and bowed from the waist. “For you dear lady I will even let you dunk me if you can hit the target”.

I had to laugh at that because I couldn’t even throw a baseball much less hit a target. I have to admit this the evening was sounding better all the time.

Ted ran back upstairs to answer the phone before anybody else got to get to it.

“Yeah well, you should know better” he said to whoever was on the other end of the line.

“You are old enough to know what you are doing, got it brother?” Ted shouted. And then I heard him slam the phone onto the wall. It was John. Apparently trying to find out who said what to his Mom or Dad.

I heard the door slam as he went into his bedroom that he shared with my other cousin Jim whom I hadn’t seen yet. I heard a bang and I jumped. Jerry came running out of his room and looked upstairs as he asked me “What the heck was that?”

I shrugged my shoulders as I just said, “I have no idea.”

“It sounds like Ted hit the wall in his room again” he said as he walked back into his bed room.

Then I just sat down and picked up my book to read. The fair was hours away and the TV wasn’t working so I needed to do something to fill in the time.

I heard the front door open and slam and then my other cousin Jim shout, “Hey guys I’m home”.

Jerry came flying out of his room and up the stairs. I stood up and walked to the bottom of the stairs to see if they were coming down to the rec room.

Then I turned to go back to my book and I felt a body against my back and Jim said “Hey Maggie how ya been? It’s been a long time hasn’t it?”

I tried to turn around but Jim had his arms on my side and I just moaned “I’m fine Jim. It’s good to see you too.”

He let my arms go and I turned around to see this cousin of mine that I didn’t even remember. He was nice looking and all but Ted was my Prince Charming.

We all talked for the rest of the day and then Jim made his way up to the bedroom and I knew it would be coming as soon as he shut the door. “What the hell happened in here?”

He yelled to his brother.

I didn’t hear much but I did hear my name and John’s come from Ted. So it was out now just not as far as I had hoped that my Aunt & Uncle didn’t know.

Jim came out of the bedroom and ran down the stairs to me. “What the hell did John do to you cuz?” he said as he slid over the floor on his knees and ended up right in front of me.

“The dirty SOB I will kill him” Jim said.

I tried to tell Jim what happened but when I got to the part about his hands all over me Ted came down stairs and filled in the rest.

Jim was so pissed off at his brother I could have sworn I saw iddaa siteleri his eyes turn to black.

Ted took Jim to the other side of the rec room and they talked rather loudly. Jim walked back over to me and sat down on the couch as he put his arms around me to comfort me.

“I’m fine Jim really I’m fine” I said. I looked up at Ted with pleading eyes.

Finally Jim let me go and he and Ted walked back upstairs and out the door they went. I didn’t know it then but they were on their way to John’s to confront him once and for all.

I found out before I left Chicago that Jim and Ted had gone to John’s that afternoon and beat the crap out of him. John’s face looked like raw meat when they were done. The last thing Ted said to John was, “If you ever hurt Maggie again I will tell Mom & Dad and you won’t ever see any of your family again.”

That night Ted and I went to the fair as planned. I had such a great time. When we got to the Ferris wheel I felt like I was flying. As we got stuck up on top I sort of freaked out a little. Ted had his arms around me and I wanted to just bury my face in his chest. Not the Ferris wheel type I guess. When I lifted my head up to look at him Ted leaned down and kissed me right on the lips. It wasn’t a family kiss either. His tongue pressed into my mouth and I began to have these strange feelings in my belly.

“Maggie baby” he said ever so softly “Since you came here all I have wanted to do was take you in my arms and kiss you.”

I pulled myself to him as I kissed him back. I hadn’t made out with a guy in a really long time and even for a virgin I was horny.

As our lips parted the Ferris wheel began to move. When we got off of the ride Ted took my hand and led me down the fairway to the games. He tossed a few coins into some plates and won me a big stuffed doggie. It was getting late and we both were tired. So he took my hand and we got some popcorn to eat on the way home. As we approached the car he stepped in front of me and pulled my body to his.

“Baby, I want to make love with you tonight” he whispered. He kissed me again and again.

“Ted, you do know I’m still a virgin don’t you?” I said to him.

“Yes Mag I know that’s why I didn’t want John anywhere near you. He would have split you wide open and hurt you so bad.” He said softly to me.

“You won’t hurt me will you” I said to him.

“I’d never hurt baby girl, never” he said.

“You are my Prince Charming Ted. I want to be with you forever” I said as he kissed me once more.

All the way back to the house I sat next to him as he drove, he put his arm around me and kissed me every chance he could. I had no idea what making love felt like but it sounded so nice and sweet coming from him.

As we walked in the door Jim was in the kitchen getting a snack and popped his head out and asked, “So how was the fair you guys?”

“It was wonderful Jim, look what Ted won for me” I said as I held out the dog.

Ted led me down stairs and helped me get settled in for the night. I was just sitting on the bed as he squatted down in form of me and said, “Mag, I will come to you when everyone is asleep, okay?” He leaned forward as he took my face between his hands and said “I want to make you feel the love I have for you.”

I just swallowed hard and shook my head up and down. He really was my Prince Charming, this cousin of mine.

I laid back on the bed and Ted covered me with the blanket. He leaned over and kissed my forehead and whispered to me “I’ll be back to make you a woman very shortly baby girl.” He smiled and ran upstairs.

It seemed like it was forever and then I fell asleep. The next thing I knew I awoke to hear Ted whispering my name. “Maggie, Maggie wake up baby girl” he said.

I turned over to I looked up into the dark I saw my sexy cousin in his underwear. He lifted the blanket and I scooted over to make room for him in the bed. As he pressed against my body he kissed me so gently on the lips.

Ted pressed his lips to my ear as he whispered to me “Baby girl, I want to make you mine. You are so much a woman.”

“What should I do” I whispered to him as I looked into his handsome face.

“Nothing sweetie, let me do it all” Ted said softly.

He leaned up on his elbow as he reached to the bottoms of my pajamas. He slowly lowered them as his lips and tongue pressed against mine. When my bottoms were all the way off he began to unbutton my top. As he laid it open his hands brushed across my breast. “Oh Mag” he said “Your nipples are so beautiful.” His lips left mine as he began to kiss one nipple and his fingers caressed the other. “They are so perfect” he sighed.

I reached my hands up and pressed my fingers through his head of beautiful dark hair.

I sighed as his lips kissed my breast.

I reached for his shorts and what I found was his hard cock. It surprised me to say the least. I had never seen a hard cock before.

I whispered “Ted….ah, ah…..will you…..will it hurt me? I deneme bonusu veren siteler stammered.

“No, baby girl I would never hurt you” he said into my ear.

“If you will just encircle my cock with your fingers…..” Ted said.

I placed my hand down inside of his shorts and let my fingers find their way around his cock. He was so hard I was afraid that I would break it. I ran my fingers over his hardness as I felt his other hand reach for his shorts and pull them off his body.

Finally we were naked as we lay together so close to each other. I had no idea what would happen next or what was to follow. As his lips kissed one nipple and then the other I held his head against my chest.

He began to run his hand down from my nipple across my belly. I gasp when I felt him place his finger tip against the patch of hair between my legs. He lifted his head up as he said “Baby girl?”

I looked into his face as I felt him move to rest above me.

“It may feel a little uncomfortable when I slide it into you. But please know that I want you so much” Ted said as he kissed my cheek.

I just smiled up into his face as I took a deep breathe and with the exhale he positioned his cock against my fur lined puss and began to lower himself into me.

I tried to not make any noise because I didn’t want to wake anybody. Ted lifted his body up and over me as he looked lovingly into my eyes. I took another deep breathe and when I exhaled he began to stroke his cock in and out of my pussy.

I didn’t know what it was suppose to feel like as I had nothing to compare it too. I whispered into Ted’s ear “You are so big. I don’t know if it will all fit.”

Then I felt this hip bone against my belly and I felt him all the way inside of me.

I closed my eyes as I tried to memorize the feeling of him as he filled my body with his hardness.

Ted brought his lips to my ear as he said ever so quietly “I am all the way inside of you my Princess.”

I let out a heavy sigh as I felt Ted move in and out of my damp pussy. I could feel the base of his cock press against my clit and it sent shivers up my body and across my nipples. I know what my clit was as I had discovered it just last summer when I was taking a bath.

Now I was a woman. I had my wonderful Prince Charming making love to me. I pulled his body to me with every ounce of strength I had. When we kissed it was the kiss of lovers, wet lips, hungry tongues and passion that I really haven’t felt since. As he began to move faster I just groaned against his chest.

“Baby girl” he sighed. “You are so tight I can’t believe we have discovered this wonderful feeling together.

As he kissed me again and again all I wanted to do was stay right here for the rest of my life. He brought his hand up off the bed and began to stroke my hard nipples with every deep plunge of his cock into my body.

“My Princess, my wonderful Princess” Ted moaned against my ear “I’m going to cum inside your wet puss.”

I lifted my legs up and wrapped them around his back; I thought that was what I was supposed to do. Ted was breathing faster and harder as he pressed against my body with his. I had no idea what he meant with ‘I’m going to cum’ but it sounded yummy.

Then he lifted his butt up and pulled his cock out of me and shot his load of creamy white sperm on my belly. I have to admit I didn’t like that, I felt as if he were denying me the pleasure of feeling his warm seed in my belly. Not realizing that we could make a baby.

He moved from above and lay next to me in the bed. “Princess” he sighed all out of breath. “I love you so much.”

“Why did you stop and way did you…..what is all over my stomach?” I said with a tear in my ear.

“Oh my baby girl, don’t you know that can make a baby. A real baby, one that cries and wets and poops and grows up just like you and me” he said as he smiled at me.

“Oh” I sighed. “I didn’t know that. Nobody ever told me about how babies are made.”

“Ah geez, that’s the problem with these Catholics they leave out all the important stuff” Ted said as he chuckled.

He pulled himself up against me and kissed me with the passion and love we felt for each other. Before he left me to go back to his room to get some much needed sleep he kissed his way down to my nipples and sucked one at a time into his warm, wet lips. That made my belly feel so good I just raised my ass off the bed as I moaned softly. Then he did something I thought was rather perverted at the time but now I know better. He put his finger into the cum on my belly and raised it to my lips.

“What are you doing Ted?” I said as I watched him slide his finger with this stuff on it into his mouth.

“Here, my wonderful Princess. Taste of me” he said as he offered me his finger. I had no idea what it was suppose to taste like but when his finger parted my lips I felt the warm liquid against my tongue and a salty sexy feeling in my mouth.

I moved my tongue around inside my mouth as I really began to enjoy the taste of his cum. “M-m-m-m it tastes so good” I said as he leaned down for another kiss.

Ted sat up on the bed and began to put his underwear on to make the trip up to his bedroom. “I need to get back to my room before anything happens” he whispered.

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Here I am, 62 years old and feeling like a young girl. In fact, feeling even better about myself than I did when I was in my 20’s.

I had recently lost 35 pounds, had my hair tinted, and had been working out to firm up my body. My husband of 40 years, Bill, couldn’t keep his hands off me. As if he ever could, even when I was fat. Whenever I dressed in front of him he couldn’t keep his eyes off my tits and ass. I was now a full 37-24-36 and didn’t even need to wear a girdle anymore.

Bill and I had tried early retirement but we both got bored with it. He went back to full-time work as a consultant and I, by luck, got a job with a regional company as an administrative assistant and employee trainer. It was a good job with good people, and I was really enjoying it.

One day my boss told me that he was opening a new office in Denver. He asked if I could go up there for a week to hire a new administrative assistant and teach her “the ropes”. It sounded like fun so I said “Sure”. I hadn’t had a break from Bill for some time and this sounded like a good chance to have some time for myself.

During all these years of marriage I have been completely faithful to him. He is a loving husband and very good to me. Our sex life has been okay and, over the years, Bill introduced me to such pleasures as vibrators, cunnilingus and fellatio. He just loves to suck my cunt but I’m not too keen on giving him a blow job. I know he really enjoyed it the few times I did it for him but it just wasn’t for me. Bill’s main problem is that he gets through too early. Often I will fake an orgasm just to make him feel better. He really does enjoy pleasuring me.

The day came for my flight to Denver and I boarded a United flight. As I usually do, I sat on an aisle seat near the front of the plane. Just before the doors closed, a nice looking man asks if the seat next to me is taken. I tell him “No” and he squeezes by me to the window seat. He was really very attractive, about 40 years old with jet black hair and greying temples. As he squeezed by me to get to his seat I couldn’t help but notice that he had a nice, tight ass.

After takeoff we begin some small talk and I really enjoy talking with him. He tells me his name is Jim, and time passes quite quickly. We discuss jobs, families and hobbies. As we talk, I notice him looking at my legs and breasts. I also notice that my blouse has gaped open and he can see right down to my bra and the tops of my full breasts. I feel myself blush and, hoping he doesn’t notice, I discretely shift my position so that my blouse closes. I glance at his lap and notice a slight bulge at his crotch.

As we come in for a landing Jim asks where I’m staying.

“The Holiday Inn.”

“The one near the airport”?

“Yes.”

“So am I. Want to have dinner tonight?”

“I’m a happily married woman ”

“It’s just dinner at the hotel.”

“Ok, remember it’s just dinner. Nothing more.”

“Ok, meet me in the lobby at 7:30. Will that be all right?”

“Sure, I’ll see you then.”

When I check into the hotel I go to my room. It is a mini-suite with couch and stuffed armchair, a work desk, and a huge king size bed. I lay down on the bed for a few minutes before getting dressed. Then I got up, stripped off my clothes, and admired my new body in the full length mirror on the wall opposite the bed. “Not bad”, I say to myself. I think I look pretty sexy and I feel good about myself.

I take a bubble bath and pay special attention to my breasts and crotch, thinking back to this afternoon and Jim’s stares. I am wondering if he would like to be here washing them for me. I massage my breasts and move my hand down to my pussy. I begin fantasizing about Jim waiting for me in bed just outside my bathroom door.

“Enough of this”, I murmured to myself, and got out of the bath. I was feeling very sexy. I am looking forward to tonight even though I haven’t had a “date” for 40 years. I decide to dress sexy even though there would be no sex tonight. It has been ages since I tried to turn a man on but I was going to try it tonight.

I put on a charcoal mid-calf length skirt and cream-colored silk blouse. I sit on the bed with my pantyhose in hand about to put them on. Then I pause a second. If I’m really going to be sexy tonight I won’t wear the pantyhose, just a pair of black silk panties. I look at myself in the mirror for a final inspection. I can barely see my bra through the blouse, and a though strikes me. Why not? I take of the blouse and bra and then put the blouse back on. Back to the mirror. My nipples showed through just enough, and now they were firm and extended just with the thought of teasing Jim.

Bill had jokingly(?) suggested a few times that I go braless but I never felt comfortable with that. Tonight is different. I’m in a strange city and will see no one I know. I leave the two top buttons unfastened. This is not like me at all, but it is exhilarating.

I meet Jim in the lobby at 7:30. As I walk towards him I can feel my braless breasts bounce underneath my blouse with every step I take. My walk has a little extra bounce in it tonight and I bonus veren siteler feel quite risque. I can tell that Jim notices. He is wearing a dark suit, white shirt, and a red patterned tie. He looks very distinguished. I figure that Jim is a bit over 6 feet tall and probably weighs about 160 pounds. His face and hands show signs of strength and I wonder what the rest of his body looks like. “Too bad I’ll never know”, I think to myself.

We have a glass of wine before dinner, another during our rare roast beef dinner, and another after. I usually don’t drink more than two and I’m feeling a little tipsy. Jim can’t keep his eyes off my breasts. He makes me feel very alluring.

“They have a live band in the bar here at the hotel”, Jim said. “Would you like to go in for a drink?”

“No”, I answered, “I have to get up early and I’ve already had more drinks than I need.”

“Just one drink and a dance or two”, he pleaded?

“Ok, just one drink. Then I must go to bed.”

We walk to the bar and find a table in the back of the room. The ban is playing oldies, which I love. We order more wine and Jim takes my hand and holds it. I feel like a teenage girl on my first date. I’m having fun and it’s very romantic. The band begins to play a slow song and Jim asks me to dance.

When we get to the floor Jim takes me in his arms and holds me close to him. My breasts press into his chest and I just know he can feel my hard, erect nipples. I lay my head on his shoulder and give in to the sensuous rhythm. He is a wonderful dancer. In a few minutes I feel him getting hard and his erection presses against my belly. His chest is massaging my breasts and I’m really getting turned on. Suddenly I notice that I have pressed my pubic bone against his thigh. I hadn’t been aware that I had done that.

After the dance we return to our table. We finish our wine and he asks me for another dance.

“Just one more, Jim, then I have to go”, I told him.

This time he holds me close to himself and his hand finds its way all around my back and under my arm. He presses it against the edge of my breast. His other hand begins to work its way to my ass.

“Jim”, I say firmly. He moves his hand away from my ass but doesn’t move the one near my breast. Again I can feel his hardness against my thigh and my pubic bone presses against his thigh. I feel a wetness between my legs and, with my head again on his shoulder, I am breathing into his ear. He holds me tighter and our bodies seem to blend together.

After that dance I say “Jim, I have to go now.”

We leave the bar and he offers to walk me to my room. “Just to the door”, I caution him. I can tell he is turned off but, if I let him into my room, it would become a wrestling match. My room is on the fourth floor and, when we get into the elevator, Jim takes me in my arms and kisses me. I break it off and say again, firmly – “Jim, I like you and you are a very nice man. I have had a wonderful time tonight but I will not cheat on my husband.”

The elevator reaches the fourth floor and we walk hand in hand to my room in the middle of the hall. I turn to him.

“Thank you for dinner. I really enjoyed the evening.”

He put his arms around me and kisses me again. This time I can’t resist putting my arms around his neck and returning the kiss. His right hand discovers my braless left breast and very gently squeezes it though the thin silk blouse. I hear myself gasp. Without thinking, I press my breast into the palm of his hand. My breathing accelerates. In 40 years, no man but Bill has put his hand on my breast. I know I must stop him now but it feels so good that I want it to continues for just a few minutes. My panties start getting wet again. It feels sooo gooood the way he gently caresses and fondles my breast. I have not felt this way in a very long time.

His tongue slides into my mouth and his other hand begins to rub and knead my ass. I don’t notice that he is working his hand under my skirt and, soon, only my panties are between his hand and my butt He slides his hand around to the front of my panties to my pubic mound. He presses a finger against my very thin, very wet panties and begins to lightly trace the outlines of my tingling outer lips. I now can’t help myself and I spread my legs slightly. His strong finger presses into the crack between my swollen pussy lips and he finds my throbbing clit. My knees are trembling and I’m quickly approaching the point of no return.

“Oooohhhh …..Nooo….Please stop….someone will see us”, I moaned in his ear. I move my hand down to remove his from between my legs. He gently takes my wrist in his grip and moves my hand to his throbbing bulge. I feel his hardness pulsating with a life of its own and I’m reluctant to let it go.

“Let’s go into your room”, he urges.

“I would love…..to make love to you…..but I can’t….I have never made love to anyone but my husband”, I managed to say. I can hardly talk I’m so excited. I feel like I can’t breathe.

Jim continues fondling my soft breast making circular motions with his hand, moving my responsive breast bahis in circles. His other hand returns to my panties and finds its way between my lips and begins to rub my clit. I am losing control. My hand is still rubbing up and down his hard dick. I am astonished at how big it is. I can hardly fit my fingers around it.

His hand slips under the elastic leg band of my panties and finds my hot, well lubricated opening. He gently pushes a finger inside and slides it in and out. I am astonished. Even his finger feels bigger than Bill’s dick. The palm of his hand is gently brushing against my clit.

“Ooooooohhhhhh”, I moan quietly. It feels incredible. My hips rotate back and forth and I am quivering all over. I think maybe I should take him into my room. At that moment a door opens down the hall and brings us immediately back to reality. He quickly removes his hands and I straighten my clothes. A man comes out the door and walks down the hall in our direction. I know I look flushed. I quickly turn, unlock my door, and step inside.

“Thanks again for a wonderful night, Jim.” I close the door before he can answer and before he can enter the room. Safe at last My hands shaking, I put on my yellow shortie nightie, crawl into bed and turn out the light.

“You dummy”, I think to myself, “why didn’t you let him in? I’ll bet he is a great lover You will probably never have a chance like this again.” I am really giving myself a rough time.

The phone rings and shakes me out of my thoughts. Who could be calling at that time of night? I answer. It is Jim.

“Can I come to your room and talk?”

“Only talk?”

“Yes”

“I don’t think so, Jim. I’m too shaky right now. It will just lead to other things.”

“Ok, sorry to bother you. But I just want you to know that I find you to be an incredibly sensuous, sexual woman and I would really like to continue our evening. But, anyway…Good night.”

After he hangs up I begin thinking to myself again. “You are a stupid asshole”, I berate myself. “That was your last chance. You will never see him again.”

With that there was a knock at the door. I put on my robe and looked through the peep hole. It is Jim. I am glad to see him as I open the door.

“Let’s talk”, he said.

“Ok, come on in.”

Jim had changed out of his suit and was now wearing a t-shirt, shorts and loafers with no socks. His body was magnificent A chiseled upper body with wide shoulders dropping into a waist which couldn’t be any more than 30 . I could see the wash board outline of his stomach. His long legs were quite hairless and very well muscled. Through his shorts I could distinctly see the large bulge of his flaccid penis and large balls. I felt my body twitch in longing for him.

We move to the couch and Jim begins to ask about my reasons for not wanting to have sex. I have never had sex with anyone besides Bill. If I did cheat on him, I felt it would have to be with someone I knew and cared for. I had only known Jim less than 12 hours. If we have sex tonight it would not be “making love.” It would be FUCKING. Plain and simple. When I was growing up nice girls didn’t fuck. They only petted with someone they were “going steady” with and loved.

In an attempt to cool Jim’s sexual attracting for me I reminded him of our age difference.

“How old are you, Jim?”

“I’m 42

“Well I’m 62, 20 years your senior. You are such a great looking guy, you could have girls 20 years younger than you wanting your body. Why would you want to fuck a woman almost old enough to be your mother?”

“Well, Judy, I have always had a strong desire for older women. Not old women, mind you, but older women with Rubenesque bodies like yours. My ex-wife was 18 years older than me and she was able to keep up with everything I tried in bed.”

Jim understands my feelings completely. He reminds me that I may never have another chance to have sex with anyone else other than my husband. He tells me that most married men have at least one affair in their lives and that Bill is probably no exception.

“It would only be fair if you had one, too.”

“But, Jim, it would still be FUCKING.”

“That’s right.”

He then puts his arm around me and kisses me gently. I kiss him back, and his tongue again explores the inside of my mouth. Jim pulls me over his lap so that I am laying on the couch with him holding my upper body. He moves his hand inside my robe and begins to tweak the nipple of my right breast with his fingers. He squeezes it gently and we both begin to breathe deeper. He alternates between both breasts, gently squeezing each nipple then pinching it and twisting it. By now my nipples are fully hard and erect.

Jim has me stand up and move to the bed. He removes my robe and then pulls my nightie up and over my head. He looks at my bare breasts and I can tell he likes what he sees. My heart begins to race. Breathing is difficult. I am standing naked before a complete stranger showing him everything I have.

He bends down and takes a nipple in his mouth and begins to suck. Oooohhh, that feels so good His tongue runs circles deneme bonusu around my hard brown nipple.

“Oooooohhhhh”, I moan out loud. I put my hand into the top of his shorts and find his hard erection. My fingers encircle it. It is HUGE I don’t know if I will be able to take it inside of me. We are still standing at the foot of the bed and I am about a foot in front of him, facing him. He turns me around and backs me up to him and puts his arms around me. He kisses me on the neck. He then cups a hand around each breast and squeezes. I look into the full-length mirror and see this strange, beautiful man kissing my neck and fondling my breasts. My face is flushed. I feel my crotch getting very wet and I am tingling all over.

Then I feel the head of his erect cock touch the small opening where my thighs and crotch join. He slowly pushes his huge erection between my legs, sliding along my pussy. My eyes widen as I see in the mirror the swollen head of his exquisite circumcised dick peek out from between my legs and extend a full few inches in front of me. How long must he be to be able to do that, I think in wonder?

Jim then turns me around and has me sit on the bed. He has removed his t-shirt and now I can see his athlete’s body and incredible dick. His incredible erection is amazing It must be at least 10 and his balls are large and hang down pendulously. Bill is about 5 long, fully erect. I can’t imagine what a prick like Jim’s would feel inside of me, but I now plan to find out.

Jim studies my pussy for a few seconds and I spread my legs slightly to give him a better view. I am now as horny as I’ve ever been and I really like having this gorgeous stranger staring at my cunt. He rubs my legs very slowly and very lightly from my ankles, up to my calves, over my thighs to my pussy lips. I spread my legs a little more and he never takes his eyes off my pulsating pussy. He slides one finger into my slit and slowly moves it around. Hy heart is racing He then slides another finger inside, and then another I can’t catch my breath. His other hand finds my swollen clit and begins massaging it.

“Oooooohhhhhh”, I moan. “Ooooohhhhh.”

Jim says “Open your eyes and look at my face. I want to show you something unusual.”

I do as he commands and he proceeds to stick out his tongue. I can’t believe it He moves it down and it touches his chin. Then he moves it up and he has completely covered his nose. It must be 6 long

I am laying on my back at the edge of the bed with my feet on the floor. Jim kneels down before me and gently spreads my legs with his hands. He moves his head forward and kisses my puffy lips. I reach forward and put my hands on the back of his head, drawing it into me. His huge tongue probes my outer lips and then dips between them. I spread my legs more to give him easier access to my most private area. His tongue gently twirls around my clit and I begin to tremble. Slowly it enters into me, moving back and forth, to and fro, like a snake. My whole body os jerking and my breasts are heaving with each jerk.

“Ooooohhhhh”, I moan and I thrust my pussy as hard as I can against is face. His long, thick tongue is thrusting in and out of me. I’m being fucked by a tongue His tongue swirls around inside of me and I can begin to feel an orgasm coming on. I am breathing and moaning and my stomach begins to tremble as the orgasm begins to take hold and then it is off and running like a runaway freight train. I choke off a scream as a flood of my cum shoots into Jim’s mouth. He continues to probe me with that marvelous tool and swallows repeatedly as I gush into his mouth. Gradually the orgasm weakens and I fall into a semi-faint. I can feel Jim ministering to my drenched cunt with his mouth, sucking me dry.

Jim stands next to the bed and reaches under my shoulders. He gently moves me up onto the bed until I am laid out fully on it, on my back. I have never in my life felt so completely sated.

I said “Jim, that was an incredible orgasm. The strongest I have ever had. Thank you.”

“Oh, that was only the first”, he said. “We have many more ahead of us.”

I laughed. “That’s what you think”, I said. It is rare for me to have even one orgasm. And I’ve never had more than one in a row.”

Jim chuckled. “Well, let’s see about that.”

Jim was standing next to the bed. My hand reaches out and grasps his mighty sword. It is astonishing. It stands fully erect and is about 10 heavily veined inches long. The bulbous head must be 2½” thick and I wonder if I would be able to take it into me. I have not seen many dicks in my life but this one must be the most beautiful in the world. I begin to gently stroke his dick up and down. I realize that I could not contain it all even in a two-handed grip.

I want to take it into my mouth but I am afraid. Sucking dick is not one of my favorite things. But this one is so beautiful, I’ll have to give it a try. Jim puts his hand on my head and moves it closer to this monster. I see a drop of his love juice squeezing out of the hole. I kiss the head lightly and taste that sweet juice. It is like ambrosia I move my mouth down the outside edge of his shaft and kiss the sides of this magnificent tool. Jim uses a little more force with his hands and moves my head back and forth in front of his dick, pushing it between my lips. I open my mouth and he slowly inches it inside.

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Opening gambit…

Poolside.

My twin sister, Amanda, or Mandy as I like to call her, thought she’d get one over on me.

As I was floating on my raft, she cried out.

“Oh no! I can’t hold it.”

I looked up just in time to see her grimace, squeeze her legs together, and appear to poop. I started to worry she was sick, when all of a sudden she shoved her hand inside her bikini bottoms and pulled out a muck of soft brown poop.

“Mandy, are you…”

I hadn’t got the words out when she lifted the mess to her face, smelled it, made a face indicating grossness, balled up the mass, looked up as if seeing me for the first time, and threw it at me.

I knew immediately, she was punking me; starting early on April 1st.

I ducked, let it hit the water, grabbed it and shoved it in my mouth.

“Ummm,” I declared. “Young girl poop; my favorite.”

Of course it was chocolate, probably a melted Hershey’s bar.

“You got more back there?” I asked pointing to her butt.

She folded her arms in exasperation and sat back down on her lounge chair.

Later…

I brought out a pitcher of lemonade and two glasses.

“You want a glass?”

“Sure. Thanks Mark.” Then, pausing for a second, “How’d you know that wasn’t poo?”

After handing her the filled glass, I responded.

“It’s April 1st, fool. I figured you’d get an early start.”

“Oh. Are you going to punk me?”

“I would if I could think of something to do you’d get tricked by, but so far I’m at a loss.”

She smirked, then raised her glass to her lips.

“Hey, Mandy bandy. Wanna see a picture of my dick?”

“I’ve seen your dick.”

I cocked my head inquisitively.

“We share a bathroom, remember?”

“Oh. Right…”

She went back to sipping her lemonade.

“Then you wanna see a picture of my dick stirring a pitcher of lemonade?”

She spit the lemonade out of her mouth so fast, I thought she was going to choke as she got up and started for the house.

“Relax, I didn’t do something like that.”

“I don’t trust you. I’m going to brush my teeth.”

“Mandy, I…”

Too late. She was already running through the patio door.

A little while later…

I took the pitcher and glasses inside, put the lemonade in the fridge, and started to my room.

To get there, I had to pass Mandy’s bedroom door. As it was slightly ajar, I started to go in when I heard her say: “I sent him a picture of my pussy.”

Whoa. Who’s she talking to, and to whom did she send a picture of her pussy? Her boyfriend?

I had to know. Then —

“Listen Addie (oh, her girlfriend Adrianna), you can’t tell anyone.”

I waited.

“Okay. I’m jumping in the shower. See ya at school tomorrow.”

I waited a bit more, until I heard the shower start. A minute later I heard the shower door open and close. Now!

I quickly moved into her room, saw her phone on the bed, grabbed it, and opened her text history. There it was. “Robbie. See attached pic”.

I opened the pic and saw a picture of our cat.

“Gotcha’ fool.”

Shit.

Mandy was standing in the doorway of the bathroom, wearing her robe and dry as desert sand. I looked at her and shrugged.

“I heard you shut the fridge and knew you’d be coming down the hallway.”

“Were you even on the phone to Addie?”

“Nope.”

“Where’s Robbie?”

“Upstate; with his folks.”

“When’s he coming back?”

“Two days before homecoming, you dolt. We’re king and queen.”

And there it was — the opening.

“Too bad he won’t be here sooner. He could help you get rid of that giant pimple on your chin.”

“I know, Mark. What am I gonna do? I can’t go to the dance as homecoming queen with a giant growth on my face.”

“It’s not that bad.”

“Yes it…wait a minute. What did you mean Robbie could help me with it?”

“You could blow him a few times.”

“Fuck you. Don’t be gross. I’m not giving Robbie a blowjob.”

“It türkçe bahis works.”

“What works.”

“Eating semen.”

“Ewwww. I don’t even want to think about it.”

“You mean you’ve never blown Robbie?”

“Hell no. Does Bibi blow you?”

“Of course. Often (I was telling a partial truth about my girlfriend’s proclivity for oral sex). Why do you think her skin is so perfect?”

“Bullshit.”

“So. Let me get this straight. You’ve been 18 since January, and you’ve never given a blowjob?”

“Nope.”

“Intercourse?”

“Hell no.”

“Nothing sexual? Do you guys even kiss?”

“Of course we kiss.”

“And…”

“Well, I let him play with my boobs.”

“Jesus Mandy, his balls must be blue as a dark night sky.”

“Ha, ha. I let him get off.”

“How?”

“Hey, that’s personal.”

“I told you about Bibi and me.”

“Do you fuck her?”

“Of course. And the way you say it makes it sound like I’m the aggressor. But it’s not that way.”

“What do you mean?”

“We fuck each other.”

“What does that mean?”

“Sometimes,” I paused thinking of all the Kama Sutra positions we’d tried. “Sometimes, she mounts me and sometimes I mount her.”

“Huh?”

“Doggy doofus.”

“Oh yeah. I knew that.”

“I bet.”

“So, does she like sex?”

“Are you kidding? If we could, we’d rut morning, noon, and night.”

“You make it sound so romantic,” Mandy said curling her lip in disdain.

“Hey. From what you’ve told me, your relationship with Robbie is as unromantic as it can get.”

“What do you mean?”

“Mandy, let’s be real. You let the poor guy play with your boobs, you don’t suck him off, you don’t have intercourse. Just what’s the deal?”

“I jack him off! Okay?” Mandy exclaimed loudly.

“Well. At least there’s that.”

“And I promised I’d give him a blowjob after prom.”

“Wow, really? You’re gonna make him wait another 4 or 5 weeks, knowing in the back of his mind, you’re gonna suck his dick sometime in the future. That’s cruel, it’s bargaining, and it’s as unromantic as you can get. No wonder he left town.”

“Ha, ha.”

“Listen, okay. If he were here now, and you knew eating semen could you’re your complexion, would you do it?”

“No. Not a chance.”

“Why not? You’re gonna do it in five weeks anyway.”

“Who said I was gonna swallow?”

“Are you kidding. No guy likes a blowjob that’s only halfway done.”

“Does Bibi swallow yours?”

“Of course. And even when we fuck, she likes me to finish in her mouth.”

“Oh my god. That’s so gross. She tastes her own, you know…”

“Pussy juices?”

“Yeah. That’s what I meant.”

“God, you’re such a prude. I thought you were more open than that.”

“What made you think that?”

“I don’t know. The way you wear the skimpiest bikinis out at the pool. The way you puff your boobs up, when you sunbathe.”

“You mean, you look at my boobs?”

“Of course, I look. I’m a guy.”

“But, I’m your sister.”

“Yeah. The sister with the killer rack.”

“I’m never going to the pool again.”

“Don’t be so uptight. Of course you’ll go to the pool again. Just don’t get in the water until that giant alien growth on your chin leaves town.”

“Damn it. I hate pimples.”

“You never get them.”

“I know. The one time I get one, it’s five days before homecoming.”

“Call Robbie. Tell him he has to get back. It’s an emergency.”

“Why? So I can eat his stuff?”

“Yup. It’s the only way you’ll get rid of that chin squatter in time.”

“That’s just something you made up. Hey, I bet you even told Bibi that so she’d let you do those things to her mouth.”

“Actually, she told me about it.”

“Really?”

BINGO!!!!!

“Wait right here then come to my room in 10 minutes.”

“Why?”

“Just do it,” I said as I walked out her bedroom door and down the hall to my room.

The bait was on the hook and the hook was in the water.

Ten minutes iddaa siteleri later, Mandy knocked on my door jamb.

“Come in and sit next to me.”

“Okay. But don’t be showin me no blowjob porn.”

“Just sit.”

When she was seated, I opened my first file. It was all the e-mails from Bibi over the two years we’d been dating.

I showed Mandy the one where Bibi told me about semen being good for complexions.

Mandy just looked at me, and then back to the screen.

Then I showed her the one from the University where the study on ingesting semen had been posted, and pointed out the woman’s quote about eating semen at least three times per week.

I showed her the news reports quoting the university posting, after which I showed her the articles about semen and urine being used in cosmetics and perfumes.

She grabbed my mouse and clicked back through the articles reading them each a second time.

“I never imagined,” she whispered.

“Go call Robbie.”

Like a zombie, she rose, and left the room.

A few hours later, after dinner and after mom and dad had gone to bed; I went to go to the bathroom before I hit the sack.

Mandy was standing staring at the mirror. I knew the pimple bothered her.

“It will go away.”

“Not in time.”

“Okay. So do you think you’ll be the first homecoming queen that had a blemish?”

“A blemish Mark. This fucker’s as big as a small truck.”

“Ha, ha. No it’s not. It’s hardly noticeable,” I lied.

“Right,” she sniffed.

I put my arm around her shoulder, and watched her close her eyes, hoping, I’m sure, that when she opened them again, the beast would be gone. She did, but it wasn’t.

“Just go to bed Mandy. Nothing’s going to change, except your eyes will be all puffy in the morning.”

I went to my room to watch some porn before hitting the sack. All the sex talk with my sister had my blood boiling and my balls full. I even considered Skyping my girlfriend so she could talk dirty while I shot a wad, but knew too many people can eavesdrop and tape too many things in this world of no more secrets.

I’d been stroking for about twenty minutes, when I heard a gasp behind me. I covered my cock and swiveled my chair around. Mandy came straight to the point.

“Okay. Here’s the deal. I can’t reach Robbie, your girlfriend’s out of town, and we both have needs. You need to get off, and I need semen. The fact I have to blow you to get it is the most unsettling thought, but I want this fucking parasite that’s hitched a ride on my chin outta here in the next four nights.”

I stared at her dumbfounded.

“I mean it. And if you ever tell anyone, I’ll come in here in the middle of the night and castrate you.”

I couldn’t speak. The April fools joke I’d been playing was backfiring on me. I had to think.

“Deal?”

“Wait, Mandy. What if that stuff’s a lie?”

“I checked further. Cosmetics and perfume manufacturers really do use semen and urine. The news ran that university’s study. And to top it off, I looked at a bunch of blowjob porn tonight, and you know what?”

“What?”

“The girls that swallow all have beautiful complexions.”

“That’s not proof.”

“It’s proof enough for me. So, unless you want to waste that load you were building up, uncover, sit back, and tell me what to do.”

Mandy dropped to her knees between my legs.

I couldn’t move.

“What? I’m not pretty enough?”

Again, I was suffering speech paralysis.

“Here then,” she said lifting her t-shirt over her head revealing the two most perfect boobs I’d ever seen.

“You like?”

I uncovered my steel hard cock.

“Yeah. I thought so.”

I reached down to cup a breast, but she slapped my hand away.

“Not until you tell me what to do.”

“Don’t worry. As it’s your first time, anything you start with I can guide from there. But don’t try to take too much at first.”

“You’ve got a seriously fat cock.”

“Oh?”

“Oh, what? It’s fat, and I’m going to have deneme bonusu veren siteler to go slow, so when you’re ready to shoot your stuff let me know, so I can get prepared.”

“I’m ready.”

“Okay, then what do I do?”

“No, Mandy. I’m ready now.”

She still didn’t get it.

“Open your mouth wide and start swallowing.”

“But your dick is…”

I came like a fire hose straight into her mouth.

“Suck it quick.”

She just barely got the head in between her lips when a second giant glob shot straight across her tongue and into the back of her mouth.

“Swallow, start swallowing fast.”

She looked at me, eyes big as saucers.

“Swallow,” I hissed.

She started swallowing and I kept cunming.

“Faster,” I commanded.

She closed her eyes, and started gulping like a dehydrated dog.

“That’s better, now just suck gently and swallow bigger amounts as I finish.”

For the next minute, she sucked the rest out of me, never spilling a drop. It wasn’t a blowjob so much as her just acting as a receptacle for my goo. I realized I’d been holding my breath and finally exhaled.

When she heard me, she opened her eyes.

“Now very slowly and very, very gently, start pushing my cock out of your mouth using your tongue. But go slow.”

She did.

Finally, my cock left her mouth; she swallowed a couple more times and looked at me with the strangest expression. I was in too much of a relaxed state to understand the gravity of having just dumped a load in my sister’s gullet. But I knew something profound was about to happen between us.

“That wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be,” she offered.

I closed me eyes.

“I take it you liked it.”

I nodded.

“Good. When can I get more?”

My eyes shot open.

“What. That lady quoted in the university study said she takes a load three times a week to keep her complexion youthful and free of blemishes. I only have four more days before homecoming, so you better help me out.”

Help you out, I wondered.

“How many times a day do you and Bibi have sex?”

“Three or four, depending.”

“Okay then. I’m going to set my alarm for 3 am and again for 6 in the morning. Then, at school, I’ll meet you at the car for lunch, only I’ll be the only one eating.”

I still hadn’t recovered.

“Then tomorrow after school, and again before bedtime, I’ll do it again, and we’ll repeat for the next 3 days.”

“But…”

“No buts, Mark. This has to work. Oh yeah. Do you think giving me a facial will help?”

“I don’t know.”

“Okay, then at my 3 am “feeding”, you’ll shoot all over my mouth and chin and I’ll sleep with it as a masque.”

“You’re serious about this.”

“In for a penny, in for a pound, Mark. This has to work.”

So, for the next three days, she swallowed my load four times each day and took a masque at her 3 am session. Somehow it worked.

When she accepted the crown from the previous year’s homecoming queen she was radiant. Her blemish had all but receded to the point of almost disappearing. A little extra makeup did the trick.

After prom, Robbie had the biggest shit-eatin grin on his face. I knew why.

Three months later, right before her period, Mandy came into my room. She’d been doing that since the first session worked so well, and she thought the way the semen worked on her hormones was not only beneficial, but it kept her from being a grouch.

“Whip it out stud.”

I smiled and dropped trou.

“Fuck, you really do have a fat cock.”

I shrugged.

“I asked Bibi about you,” she said as she licked the head with her tongue.

I frowned inquisitively.

“I asked her if you had a big dick and if she swallowed.”

She went on. “I told her I understood there was a study at some university that proved eating semen was beneficial.” She paused.

I waited for the shoe to drop.

“She told me about the time you and she investigated that and how you’d proved it was a hoax. Let’s see, that was a couple months before you punked me.”

Busted…

“Oh, but don’t worry. I believe in mind over matter. And, since I think it works, it actually works,” she informed as she took the head of my cock all the way into her throat.

Women and vanity. Go figure…

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I have been an avid reader of erotica on the Internet and have learned many things from reading about other individuals sexual experiences. I have read stories about oral sex, anal sex, cyber and phone sex and many stories about masturbation. The one thing that I have enjoyed the most about all of the stories is that sex is in the eyes and mind of the participating parties. I never have felt that I am ultra conservative or ultra liberal when sex is involved, but I have learned that I am open to pleasure. My friends and I have had numerous conversations on the subject and find them very rewarding.

I myself have been married for 31 years to a man that continues to please me sexual, for those 31 years and for the two years prior to marriage. We have two beautiful daughters and one handsome son. Writers prerogative for personal comments. Anyway, both of our daughters and our son are happily married and we have several wonderful grandchildren.

My husband owns a small manufacturing business here in California and finds himself still traveling to other cities. When the kids were young, it was almost impossible to join him on the trips but we did some things that today I find to be a common but yet mysterious experience to some as I read these online stories. After I had the kids all tucked away in the evenings, I would call Mike (my husband) and we would fantasize about being together. Yes, we would have phone sex. We would undress together, crawl into our respective beds, and masturbate together while talking on the phone.

Through the years of raising the kids, weddings and grand kids and our numerous family get togethers, bedava bahis Mike and I continue to partake in these sexual fantasies when he is on the road.

I guess I never realized that during our ‘on the road’ love making nights, that the kids may have known of our sexual times.

About three months ago, my daughter in law called and asked me to baby-sit. Well, no problem there at all. She knew Mike was out of town for several days and suggested that I come over Friday afternoon and plan on spending the weekend with them. This was perfect because they live about 60 miles from where we live.

After arriving and setting up in their guest bedroom, we had lunch and checked the ’emergency’ phone list twice.

Soon after 6pm, Cindy and Mark left for their dinner party and the airport where she was to send Mark off to a medical conference in San Diego for 3 days leaving me and little Stephen to do our grand kid grand parent thing. What a time we had.

Finally it was bedtime and after getting Stephen in bed, I decided to call Mike. Well, one thing led to another and we decided to make love. Mike told me that he would call me back in about 20 minutes, giving me time to go back upstairs and get into bed. When I pulled back the sheets, there was a note pinned to the pillow. It read, “Mom, the phone in your bedroom is a speaker phone so if you talk to Dad, have fun”.

WOW – was this a shock. A note from my daughter in law thinking of what Mike and I may do. What an eye opener it was. Anyway, yes, it was a fantastic night of lovemaking.

The next morning Cindy came to me and asked if casino siteleri all went well. I smiled and said it had. Then to my surprise, she asked if ‘Dad’ and I had had fun also. Another shocker. This only went on to a more explicit and enjoyable conversation that brought us even closer together. Cindy confessed that she and Mark often do the same thing when he is out of town. The very thought of my daughter in law and I talking about phone sex and masturbation was incredible, much less being reality. My daughter in law and son masturbating while talking on the phone was another strange thought.

That night, after going to bed, I called Mike again. We talked for some time and again had a very romantic evening. After hanging up and nearly asleep, I heard the phone ring. I lay there in bed thinking that it may have been Mark, but tried not to go places my body was reacting to.

Being as the guest bedroom in between the master bed room and Stephen’s room, I found I could hear, in the silence of the night, a one sided garbled conversation. Then to my surprise, the moans and love making sounds became more prevalent. I lay there finding myself wanting to listen but also thinking that it wasn’t a place I should be.

After about thirty minutes and not being able to fall asleep, I found myself listening even more intensely. I also found that I was becoming aroused with the whole thought of them having sex over the phone and also Cindy’s and my earlier conversation. I couldn’t control my body any longer. I began thinking of Mike again. I began to rub my breasts and then my thighs. I began to masturbate like bahis siteleri never before while alone and Mike not being around. I had one orgasm after another. My towel was soaked through and through and I knew the sheets would need washing. I must have fallen asleep before Cindy and Mark finished ‘there thing’ because I do not remember just what all happened after that.

The next morning while having breakfast, Cindy and I again began talking about sex again. I spoke up and told her of my night and she confessed as to hearing me earlier before Mark had called and that she had become so turned on that she too was masturbating while Mike and I had sex.

Well, to this day, Cindy and I remain the best ‘Mother in law daughter in law’ pair I know of. Possibly best friends. We discuss things like oral sex, sex in the shower and we even talked about golden showers. We have discussed different positions we each enjoy during straight sex and even mutual masturbation with and in front of our loving husbands. To both of our amazement, we have taught each other many things about phone sex and masturbation and we have even helped masturbate each other over the phone while our husbands have been away and the need for an orgasm takes over our minds. Why not. We don’t want to be physically together or have any such encounter, but we have become very open towards each other.

Just knowing that your daughter in law is aware of your sexual needs and activities is wonderful, but to be able to confront and discuss things adds new meaning to a close family.

When I visit them now, I not only find the speakerphone, but a special body pillow with terry cloth covers and several towels in the closet.

Thank you for giving me the opportunity to share my personal and intimate side of life with you and your readers. And special thanks to Thomas Edison, Alexander Graham Bell and ‘Ma Bell’.

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8

“Welcome to Olive’s Boutique. You must be Ms. Rousseau,” smiled the young lady behind the reception desk.

Holly hesitated. She was still uncertain as to how this could be a dress shop. Located on the 39th floor of the Petersen Building, its lobby resembled that of Roberts and Elkins, P.C., the law firm across the hall. Furthermore, there wasn’t a single garment on display.

“Yes, I’m Juliet Rousseau,” Holly said, using the fictional name that Lewis had provided to her. “How did you know who I was?” Holly inquired casually, hoping that the question did not reveal her nervousness.

The receptionist flashed a polite smile. “Oh, we’re not open to the public – we see clients by appointment only.”

“Yes, of course,” Holly nodded, trying to mask her unfamiliarity with the workings of such businesses.

The woman rose up from behind the desk. “Please, follow me,” she said, starting down a long, curved hallway.

Holly trailed behind her, dismayed by the realization that this visit to Olive’s brought her one step closer to betraying her fiancé. Since her meeting with Lewis, Holly had surrendered hope that something, or someone, would free her from his trap. And so, she had reluctantly kept the appointment that Lewis had scheduled at William’s request. William, she had learned, was the name of the man she was to meet at the Lehigh Hotel next week. And he, through Lewis, asked that she wear an evening gown for their encounter.

She wondered again what type of man he was. Undoubtedly cruel, she thought. Holly shuddered at the possibility that he might be the pervert that had been with Amy that afternoon at the hotel.

“Cassandra will be with you in a moment,” the receptionist said cheerily upon reaching a set of French doors at the end of the hall. Pulling them open with a flourish, she motioned for Holly to enter. “After you, Ms. Rousseau.”

Holly gazed in astonishment at the large, semi-circular room lying beyond the doors. A massive, glass chandelier hung from the tall ceiling, and the walls were entirely covered with huge mirrors. A white couch, flanked on each side by dark blue chairs, was placed at the far end of the room. In front of the couch rested a large glass coffee table, supporting two large binders stuffed with papers and photographs. What appeared to be a fashion runway emerged from a large, curtained door at one end of the room and ended directly in front of the couch and chairs.

Holly heard the click of high heels on the marble floor. She turned to see a tall, voluptuous woman, probably in her early thirties, striding toward her. A tight, red business suit strained against the flare of her wide hips and plump breasts. Her hair was long, lustrous and utterly black.

“Ms. Rousseau, what a pleasure to meet you,” said the woman, offering her hand to Holly. “My name is Cassandra. I’ll be assisting you today.” Her dark, brown eyes danced.

Holly looked at her squarely. “Call me Juliet,” she replied, pleased that she was able to say the name with such confidence. It became easier with each repetition, she noted.

“Well, Juliet,” Cassandra continued, the white of her smile contrasting with her olive complexion, “we are going to find you a fabulous gown for your special evening. What was the occasion again?” she probed.

“Our anniversary,” Holly croaked, her throat suddenly dry. Lewis had promised her that the staff at Olive’s would not know of the arrangement, but she was still apprehensive. How could she trust him when he was the instrument of what would, in effect, be a rape?

“Ah, yes, I remember now,” said Cassandra. “Your husband’s name is William, correct?”

Holly nodded.

“Well, he has generously supplied us with several suggestions,” she continued, glancing down at a note card. “I can tell you this, Juliet,” Cassandra whispered, running her eyes slowly over Holly’s body. “He certainly has exquisite taste.”

Holly blushed as Cassandra gently took hold of her elbow, and guided her to the couch. As Holly sunk into the soft, deep cushions, the dark curtain at the mouth of the runway whooshed open, and a petite young woman breezed onto the elevated path. A long, black evening gown clung to her small frame, and a dramatic slit in its side flashed her long, bare leg as she began to strut down the runway.

“Emily will be our model today,” remarked Cassandra, watching with approval as the girl slowly turned her back to them. The gown was cut to reveal virtually all of Emily’s back, with the flimsy trail of fabric resuming just above the gentle curve of her bottom. “This is Versace,” Cassandra noted.

“It’s beautiful,” answered Holly, as Emily resumed walking toward them. Holly returned the model’s smile, noticing the girl’s smallish, upturned breasts jiggle with each dig of her heel into the catwalk.

“She’ll show several dresses today,” said Cassandra. “Decide on the one you’d like, try it on, and we’ll take all of the necessary measurements. Your husband has already made canlı bahis the financial arrangements, so you can relax.”

Emily halted her march upon reaching the end the runway. She then slightly lifted the hem of her gown, uncovering the impressively tall heels beneath.

“Oh, thank you for reminding me, Emily,” Cassandra said, smiling up at her. She reached up to rest her hand on Emily’s slender calf. “We’ll also be selecting shoes and a clutch today.”

“Wonderful,” Holly said, feeling as if she were in a cloud. All of this effort, and expense, for one night? She struggled against feeling flattered, and impressed. “He’s forcing himself upon you,” she sternly reminded herself, “don’t be fooled.”

But Holly had never been in a place like Olive’s before, and the experience dazzled her. She wondered if Franklin had ever treated Amy to similar such pleasures.

“Oh, how thoughtless of me,” frowned Cassandra. “Would you care for a cocktail, or another beverage, while we wait for Emily to display the next gown?”

“Perhaps a glass of white wine,” replied Holly, after a moment’s consideration.

And as the crystal glass was handed to her, Holly permitted a little smile to warm her face.

9

“Don’t cry, don’t cry,” Holly told herself, but a warm tear rolled disobediently down her cheek nonetheless. She ached for Greg, her fiancé, but it was the middle of the night in Berlin, countless miles away, and he needed his sleep.

Holly clenched her jaw and swallowed hard, and that stopped further tears, at least for the moment. Stepping back from the crooked full-length mirror, she again reviewed her appearance. The fit of the long Versace gown was flawless; it hugged her tiny frame without discomfort. It was the first dress that Emily had modeled for her, and although Cassandra had insisted that she look at others, Holly had known immediately that this would be her favorite. The look of the gown was elegant, but without being dowdy. She turned, trying to catch a glimpse of her bare back, but all she could see were the drab walls of the hotel room. It seemed a shame that such a beautiful dress would be confined to a place as awful as the Leland Hotel.

But she would be free after tonight, Holly reassured herself. In only a few hours’ time – during which she would have to do god knows what – she would be rushing out of this miserable place, never to return.

She heard a door slam, and the sound of movement in the room next door. Her heart jumped, and she looked anxiously at the clock. It was eight o’clock in the evening, and William had arrived exactly as promised.

Holly swiftly ran a brush through her long, chestnut hair one final time, glanced again at the mirror, and steadied herself before the door linking her room to William’s. She placed her trembling hand on the doorknob, and gave it a slow twist. It was unlocked. Steeling herself, Holly stepped forward and pushed open the door.

The room was dark, lit only by candles dotting the end tables and desk.

“Hello?” she said, waiting for her eyes to adjust to the shadows.

“Good evening, Juliet,” a deep, tranquil voice replied from the corner of the room.

Holly swung around. In an upholstered chair sat a man dressed in a tuxedo, his legs crossed. He wore a mask – a narrow strip of black fabric tied around his head. Dark, watchful eyes peered out from holes in the mask, and his short, black hair glinted in the candlelight.

“William?” Holly took a tentative step toward him, teetering slightly on her unusually high heels. He appeared tall, even though he sat unmoving in his chair.

He did not respond; instead, he flicked his eyes over the innocent beauty of her face, and, more deliberately, the delicate swells of her slender body. Holly stood before him, shifting uncomfortably from one foot to the other. After a long silence, William said, “I had hoped that you would pick that gown.”

“You have good taste,” Holly said, hoping that flattery would ease his demands on her.

“Please, sit down,” he said softly.

Holly felt his eyes on her as she turned from him to take a seat on the bed. The lumpy mattress creaked as she sat down, despite her grace and modest weight. Facing him once more, she crossed her legs, and the gown fell open along its lengthy slit. As William’s gaze fixed on the smooth skin of her exposed thigh, she fought the urge to yank the dress’ black fabric back up over her leg.

“I understand you’re to be married soon,” he said.

“Yes, in two months.” She could see him better now, and was relieved that he was not the wrinkled, overweight slob that she had expected. In fact, his angular jaw and athletic frame appealed to her. But there was still something disturbing about him, something peculiar in his unsmiling manner. “I can’t wait,” she added nervously.

“Did you find what you were looking for during your earlier visit to the hotel?” There was no hint of accusation in his voice, only curiosity.

Her kaçak iddaa cheeks reddened in embarrassment. “I don’t know,” Holly admitted, the emergence of a strange memory causing her to trail off. She remembered shopping in a convenience store with her mother, when she was seven years old. Alone in an aisle stuffed with children’s trinkets, a shiny, gold-painted locket caught her attention. Scanning both ends of the aisle for potential witnesses, she slipped the small piece of jewelry into her coat pocket, rejoined her mother, and left the store.

Holly had never understood why she had stolen it. However, for months afterward, she carried it secretly with her. And she found, when being scolded or engaged in chores, that its presence gave her comfort. The thrill of its acquisition, and its secrecy, were reliable antidotes for all manner of childhood ills.

“You can call me Holly,” she said, trying to change the subject. There was no risk in divulging her real name – Lewis had told her that William knew it already, among other things.

He smiled faintly. “You may find,” he replied, rising slowly from his chair, “that a new name grants a certain freedom, Juliet.”

Before she could respond, a soft knock sounded at the door.

“You’ll want to wear your mask, ” he said calmly, motioning to something black on the end table. “I have visitor.”

He began walking to the door without waiting for Holly to affix the mask, which she hadn’t noticed until then. Scrambling to slip it on, she caught only a glimpse of its outward appearance. The shape resembled the outstretched wings of a raven, a perception strengthened by the glossy, black latex from which it had been fashioned. She hoped that the anonymity it conferred would diminish her growing sense of unease. Lewis hadn’t mentioned anyone other than William.

William disappeared, lost in the short hallway leading to the door. Holly heard the door open, and the murmur of a soft, female voice. After a moment, a woman emerged from the darkness, framed by William’s tall figure.

“Lauren,” he said, placing a large hand on the woman’s shoulder, “this is Juliet.”

Holly rose from the bed to greet her, relieved that William’s guest was not another man. Lauren, too, wore a mask, but it was white and sparkled with silver glitter. The color of the disguise emphasized the bronze of her tan, as did the short, white dress she wore. The smooth, supple skin of her pretty face was trimmed by straight, blonde hair, and Holly could tell that she was young, perhaps still in her late teens.

“Juliet and I were just speaking of her impending wedding, Lauren,” William continued, as the two women exchanged smiles.

“Oh, that’s so exciting,” Lauren replied, and her brown eyes flitted to William before returning back to Juliet. “I just got back from my honeymoon last week – it was so much fun.” She kneeled before William’s feet, and began untying the laces of his dress shoes, which shone with an immaculate gloss.

“Congratulations,” said Holly, making a point not to ask the location. She and Greg couldn’t afford a honeymoon, and Holly burned with envy whenever other brides’ bragged about Aruba, the Canary Islands, or whatever other tropical destination they were to visit.

Lauren carelessly tossed William’s shoes to the side as she stood up. “Juliet, darling,” she said, reaching up on her tiptoes to begin tugging at his bow tie, “could you remove our William’s suit coat?”

“Oh, baby, I missed you,” Lauren whispered to William, engaging him in a deep kiss. “I couldn’t wait for tonight to come – thank you so much for this.”

Holly stepped forward, uncertainly. She felt like she was in a play where she was the only one who hadn’t read the script. Awkwardly, she began pulling on William’s black coat as he and Lauren continued to kiss with increasing fervor. Holly watched Lauren’s fingers expertly unfasten the buttons on his pressed, white shirt.

“So, you were caught doing something naughty, Juliet?” Lauren asked, stepping back from William to yank open his unbuttoned shirt. A candle’s flicker caused a massive diamond perched atop her wedding ring to sparkle.

“Yes, she was,” William snapped. “Don’t pry, Lauren.”

“I was too, a year ago,” Lauren continued, ignoring him, “and thank god for that.”

Holly felt a worry tugging at her. Lewis had told her that only a single night would be required with William. Had he lied to her?

“Finally,” said Lauren, flinging William’s shirt across the room. He was now naked from the waist up. “Come here, Juliet,” she said, passing a hand admiringly over the twin bulges of his large pectoral muscles.

Holly moved closer, tensing as William’s hand slid down her exposed back. “Relax,” he said soothingly, his fingers continuing to trace the sweeping curve of her spine.

Lauren gently took Holly’s hand, and placed it on his smooth, hairless chest. “It’s o.k. to want it, Juliet,” she whispered, guiding Holly’s stiff fingers kaçak bahis along the ridges of chiseled muscles lining his abdomen.

Holly didn’t move as William bent over to kiss her, nor did she resist. Instead, she welcomed his soft lips, and allowed her tongue to dance lightly against his. Holly briefly wondered why this was so; she was, after all, crying less than an hour ago.

She couldn’t pinpoint a single reason; instead, there were many pieces, all shifting about. One was the freedom granted by a choice already made. She was here, in the Lehigh Hotel with her blackmailer, and there was no turning back. The voices within her that had doubted, resisted, and punished her decision had been ignored, and were now silent.

Then there was her fascination with William, and his world. Where had his money, and wickedness, come from? And although she knew it wasn’t true, Holly continually flirted with the thought that something in her appealed to him, something more than the pleasure promised by her body.

Holly’s exploration of William’s chest became bolder, and hungrier, as did the kisses they shared. Her fingers moved swiftly over him, seeking not only to discover, but also excite.

“You like her, don’t you, William?” Lauren asked, lowering herself to her knees, and drawing down the zipper of his trousers.

“Yes,” William replied, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, “I do.”

Holly watched as Lauren pulled William’s pants from him, and then his shorts. Out of shyness, she looked away as his erection sprung into the open. But her hand, resting on his stomach, slid downward. She felt his sparse, curled hairs become denser, heard his breath quicken. Impatiently, Holly’s descent continued until her searching fingers felt the velvety skin of his penis, and wrapped around its surprising thickness.

Holly felt Lauren’s hand on her thigh. “Put it in my mouth, Juliet,” whispered Lauren, wetting her lips.

Holly threaded her fingers through Lauren’s golden hair, gently guiding the girl toward William’s penis. Her other hand steadied the stiff member at its base, not letting go until its spongy head disappeared into Lauren’s mouth.

“Mmm,” Lauren moaned, taking in several inches before stopping.

“All of it,” William said sternly, and she swiftly pushed his remaining length into her mouth. Lauren started to bob her head back and forth, her lips noisily massaging his sex.

“You’re so beautiful, William,” Holly remarked, studying his dark, serene features. She felt safe inspecting his face, now that his eyes were closed in pleasure, and his head tilted back. He was younger than she expected – maybe in his thirties – and much more handsome. And his body was impressive; every inch seemed stretched taut by muscle.

Excitement rushed through her. He was there for the taking, Holly told herself, and no one would ever know. She would do it just this once – had to, in fact – and then remain forever true to Greg.

Her will fortified, Holly sunk to her knees, close enough to Lauren to feel the girl’s bare shoulder rubbing against her own. Holly extended her hand to caress William’s plump scrotum, swaying vigorously as Lauren continued to rapidly slide his penis in and out of her mouth.

“God, what a cock,” Lauren gasped, finally pulling away from him. His swollen shaft glistened from her saliva, and Holly watched as it pulsed in excitement.

Eagerly, Holly moved her lips toward it as Lauren stood up to kiss William. She ran her tongue back and forth along the underside of the member’s small, flared head, pleased to elicit a moan from him as she did so. She continued down the length of the shaft, the rounded tip of her tongue swirling along its dramatically increasing width. That the object of Holly’s affection didn’t even closely resemble her fiancé’s spurred her arousal, and she felt a familiar tingling between her legs.

At that moment, Lauren’s dress dropped to the floor, collecting in a pool around her white, stiletto heels. Holly briefly looked up, surprised that she had been completely naked underneath. As Lauren and William continued to kiss, Holly watched William’s finger slip through one of the thin, silver rings dangling from girl’s nipples, and slowly pull on it. Her small breast – about the same size as Holly’s – stretched outward from her body in response to William’s gentle tugging.

“Is she getting that dick nice and fat for me, baby?” Lauren whispered into William’s mouth, his hand releasing the nipple ring. Reaching past the twinkling diamond nestled in the girl’s belly button, he placed his hand at the juncture of her thighs. She cried out as a finger disappeared inside her, and wrapped her arms around him.

“Oh, god,” she whimpered, and Holly could see William’s finger rolling the nub of her clitoris back and forth.

Still watching from the corner of her eye, and aching to be touched as Lauren was, Holly dragged the flat of her tongue along the fleshy sack hanging below William’s penis. She drew lazy circles across the silky skin, pausing intermittingly to apply soft kisses along the way. “Do you like that, William?” she asked, gently lifting his scrotum to flick her tongue against the flat, sensitive area just before his anus.

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The Panty Teasing Niece

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I always loved my Aunt Patty while growing up. She made sure the family got together from time to time and never failed to invite me to stay with her and Uncle Jeff whenever I was in their city. She seemed to understand the value of our family relationships and wasn’t going to allow time and the miles that separated us to diminish these ties.

My Uncle Jeff was always my favorite uncle too. He and Aunt Patty were both really artistic and he seemed to have a knack for making money too. When I graduated college…after six years, he gave me $500 as a gift. And it was all in twenties, tens and fifties! He said it was “Sleazier” that way. What a guy! I remember once visiting him when I was en route home from school one December and we ended up having sex. I didn’t mean for it to happen but he asked to see my new tattoo and, well, I showed it to him. One thing led to another and, Oh, I’m ashamed to admit this but we ended up kissing in the spare bedroom and then he touched my panties.

I knew I should have stopped him but…but I didn’t want to! It was so exciting to have my big strong and handsome Uncle all kissing me and everything. He went inside my panties and then I stopped him. Well, for a minute. I was still a virgin back then and I didn’t really know what to do. I think he would have been satisfied to masturbate while I showed him my pussy but I got all excited and my judgement went south and I did something I probably shouldn’t have done: I got on my hands and knees and asked him to take a closer look at my tattoo. My tattoo is just at the top of my butt crease.

Uncle Jeff pulled my panties down and I let him look at everything I have back there. Then he wanted to rub his penis in my butt cheeks and I didn’t stop him then either. Oh, who am I kidding? I wanted Uncle Jeff to fuck me and really show me about making love! I’m pretty sure he wanted me also but he’s a gentleman you know? So he was rubbing his big stiff cock in my ass cheeks and I was really getting all horny and wet and I kind of lowered my little tits to the mattress and, somehow, his cock slid into my asshole! I complained to Uncle Jeff but I think he didn’t understand what I said because he took hold of my waist and pushed hard and all of his hard cock went sliding into my tight little asshole!

I knew it was hopeless to try and stop him and a little part of me didn’t even want to. So I let my uncle screw me back there. Right on the bed in the guest bedroom of his home. He’d given me this silly story about how male sperm can make your tits grow so I let him ejaculate on my little tits at the end. No, it didn’t seem to work but it was still kind of sexy fun. You know, to let your uncle, whom you grew up admiring, shoot hot come onto your tits.

I felt bad about what I did with Uncle Jeff because of Aunt Patty. It wasn’t a nice thing to do to her after all she’s done for me and everyone in our family really. So I decided: Never Again! Which was easy for the next three years because I was usually away at college and didn’t see them much.

Uncle Jeff and Aunt Patty made the trip up North for my graduation which they certainly didn’t have to do but I really appreciated them being there for my special day. Then Jeff gave me that wrinkled envelope with all that money and I almost cried! That was and still is a lot of money! I can’t honestly remember having that much money in my hands at one time ever before or since!

So, of course I wanted to visit them when I rode back down to Southern California and they graciously invited me to stay a couple of days at their house when I made the trip.

Aunt Patty made her famous “Prosciutto wrapped Chicken” for dinner the night I got there and, after some spirited conversation, I finally hit the hay. It had been a long day and I was sure tired.

By the time I awoke the next morning both my Aunt and Uncle had left for work so I made some coffee and settled down to watch some TV. Of course there’s not much on TV on a weekday morning. Well, unless you need to buy some crazy kitchen gadget or something. So I let myself into Uncle Jeff’s study to use his computer. I needed to check email and then I wanted to mapquest an address I needed. I got the address but, when I went to print it up, there was no paper in the printer.

I wasn’t snooping! I really wasn’t! I was looking for computer paper when I lifted some things in the bottom drawer of Uncle Jeff’s desk and found some pictures. They were pictures of my Mom and she was naked! I think they might have been taken after my little brother was born because her normally tiny little tits were…Big! Like she was still nursing him I guess. She was wearing a cowboy hat and boots but nothing else. She has a pretty good growth of pubic hair so you couldn’t see her pussy lips or anything but still, she was nude. My mom had this kind of sly grin on her face too. Like she was hot and she knew it.

Where Uncle Jeff got these photos bahis siteleri I don’t know but It got me to thinking. Uncle Jeff and Mom are obviously sweet on each other and I think they could have been, you know, married if they had met each other first. I wondered if Uncle Jeff had helped my mom with money some time in the past. Lord knows she needed it. She and Dad were always in some kind of financial fix.

I found myself wondering if Uncle Jeff had been comparing me to Mom when I got undressed and let him fuck my asshole that day three years ago. Yeah, he probably was. I fished around underneath my Mom’s nude shots and there was an envelope with some polaroids in it at the bottom of the drawer. You guessed it: Naked pictures of Aunt Patty and Uncle Jeff!

My hands were trembling as I sifted through the pictures. Aunt Patty is a beautiful woman but to see her naked…Wow! She is a knockout! Gorgeous breasts with nice pink nipples. Red hair on her pussy and not much of it. She got on her hands and knees and showed off her ass. I compared it to the rear shots of my Mom and they were almost identical. Family resemblance! Then there was Uncle Jeff…standing there in a Santa Claus hat and sporting a big stiff hardon! Well, that I’d already managed to see first hand!

I found one picture of Aunt Patty holding Uncle Jeff’s cock and it looked like she was about to suck it. I started getting wet from looking at these nasty pictures and I knew I needed to touch myself. I set the pictures down on Uncle Jeff’s desk and moved my hand down to my sweat pants, and then inside. I began to touch my pussy through my panties and tried to imagine a picture of Uncle Jeff with Aunt Patty on one side and me on the other…all of us naked! I bet he’d like that. Then I tried to imagine a picture of Uncle Jeff with me on one side and my Mom on the other. I think he would like that even more!

Oh, I was rubbing my hot little pussy now and looking at the pictures before me. Uncle Jeff’s cock was so big and hard! I thought about that day when he had me and all the sexy things he’d said to me. How he told me he loved my little tits…how much he wanted to see my naked pussy. I thought about how nasty I was to kneel for him and invite him to inspect my tattoo. Tattoo heck! I wanted him to check out my bare ass and pussy and he did too!

Now I was all wet and horny and rubbing for all I was worth but it was frustrating! I needed a real cock and not just my fingers. I was no longer a virgin and I understood the thrills a man’s touch can bring. Thrills that my fingers just couldn’t produce! But I did the best I could and I was almost there when, incredibly, I saw Uncle Jeff’s car pulling up outside! Good Grief! I quickly threw the pictures back into the drawer and bolted into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

I showered for a good ten minutes and killed time for a while after that while I practiced my “Oh…Uncle Jeff! You’re home!” routine. I assumed he didn’t look at those pictures every day so he was unlikely to notice that I’d been in there fooling around.

I put on my panties and then my robe and went out all ready to be “Surprised.” Uncle Jeff was in his office and the first thing I saw was I hadn’t closed out the driving directions. The second thing I saw was the three pictures I had neglected to shove back in the drawer! I was caught!

I’m sure I was in the process of turning beet red when Uncle Jeff greeted me. “Jennie! Great to see you honey!” He began. “How was the ride down from Eureka?” As he said it he casually packed the photos together and slipped them into the top drawer of his desk. Good old Uncle Jeff. He wasn’t going to embarrass me even though he had every right to.

So I stood there…like a silly little teenager, making small talk and all the while thinking about the awkward situation I’d created. Uncle Jeff knew I’d seen those photos and probably all the rest of them too. What must he think of me? That’s the thanks he gets for letting me stay in his home? A niece that snoops around in his private stuff?

But he didn’t seem mad or anything so I just sat down and continued to chat while Uncle Jeff looked for a tee time online. He was always golfing! How he ever made all this money he always seemed to have was a mystery to me. I was sitting in his recliner and it moved back a little just from my weight. I had my legs a little bit apart and, when Uncle Jeff was speaking to me, I saw his eyes look down at my robe for a brief moment.

“Why he was looking for a ‘Shot!'” I thought to myself. A shot up my robe! Uncle Jeff chatted on and I found myself thinking again about the last time I visited him. He got a lot more than a shot that day!

“How do you like my new chair Jennie?” He asked me.

“Real comfortable Uncle Jeff!” I replied. He pointed to the lever at the right side of the chair and said “Go ahead and pull on that handle.”

I didn’t canlı bahis siteleri realize the footrest was spring loaded so when I pulled the handle it lifted my legs quickly up to my waist. And Uncle Jeff was treated to the shot he’d tried for a moment earlier! He saw my panties!

“Ha ha!” He chuckled. “Worked like a charm!” He turned back to the computer screen all pleased with himself.

“Uncle Jeff!” I exclaimed, trying in vain to sound indignant. He didn’t buy it for a second. “Ahem.” Was his only comment as he opened the drawer and briefly waved the pictures to me.

“Now we’re even Jennie.” He smiled. I was embarrassed but I couldn’t help asking where he got the pictures of my Mom. He said she’d left them on the kitchen table one time when He and Aunt Patty were there on a visit.

“Right on the kitchen table?” I wondered. He explained that No, they were actually in one of those yellow envelopes you get at the drug store when you get your pictures developed but he helped himself to a few figuring she wouldn’t miss them. I found myself thinking my Mom might have left them there on purpose. She was extremely self conscious about her small bust. She might have welcomed an opportunity to let her “Secret Pal” see her temporarily enlarged breasts. So…he was a sneak too!

Somehow, that put us on even footing the way I saw it. So, knowing I was asking for trouble, I lifted my knees up and put my feet on the seat cushion. Now Uncle Jeff could get a better look at my panties that he was so interested in a few moments ago. My robe had fallen out of the way and my brief white panties were all I had covering my pussyl

And he looked too! I had a sly little smile on my face as I showed him my panties. He drank in the erotic sight I’d presented him with and smiled back.

“How’ve you been honey? Everything OK?” He was just so handsome! His eyes burning into mine as he said it. I pulled the lever down and got up out of the recliner. Uncle Jeff stood up to meet me and gave me a nice hug to welcome me. A real nice hug. And considering he’d just been treated to an intentional look at my panties, he didn’t just squeeze me for a second and let go.

I felt his warm body against me and all I had on was my robe and my panties. I looked up at him and he leaned down to kiss me. I loved my uncle and I returned his kiss and felt his hands travel down the back of my robe until he was feeling my butt cheeks. “You’re looking real good Jennie!” He told me softly. “How are the boys at college treating you?”

“Oh…fine I guess Uncle Jeff.” I replied. “But…but they’re just boys.” I looked up at my uncle with a heavy lidded look that he recognized right away. His lips met mine again and I pushed myself against him even tighter. I wanted to feel his big penis getting hard and I figured out a way to speed the process along.

I reached between us and undid the tie rope of my robe and let it open a bit before pulling my uncle against me again. Now my little tits were poking him in the chest and I could feel his cock beginning to harden against my little panties.

“We…I shouldn’t be doing this Jennie.” He protested. He protested alright but it wasn’t like he was going to stop or anything. I remembered how fun it was to do all the teasing we’d done the last time we were intimately together. So I went along with his comment.

“I…I know Uncle Jeff.” I said quietly. “But…but I got excited looking at those pictures of you and Aunt Patty.” I tried to get a little tremble in my voice when I spoke my next line. “Couldn’t you just…just touch my panties a little and then we’ll stop?”

Uncle Jeff gasped when I said it and immediately moved his hand to my panties and began to clumsily grope me there.

“Wait Uncle Jeff.” I stopped him. I dropped my robe and then sat back down on the recliner and lifted my legs over the upholstered arms. Now my barely covered pussy was totally available to him. My titties were bare and I watched his eyes for his reaction. I could tell he liked what he saw. He quickly knelt down on the carpet and reached out to stroke my exposed panties!

I moaned when I felt his touch on my barely covered pussy and then shut my eyes and leaned back to enjoy the experience. It had happened so quickly but here I was…almost nude and my favorite uncle was touching my panties! It was thrilling but I needed more!

I allowed Uncle Jeff to touch my panties for a couple minutes more and then I reached out to his zipper, intending to fish out his by now, surely hardened cock. He beat me to the draw, pulling his pants and briefs off and showing me all of his manly penis! It was even bigger than I remembered it and I swooned at the mere sight of it!

“Oh Uncle Jeff!” I couldn’t help myself now…”Let me rub it on my panties…just for a second and then we won’t do any more!”

My Uncle didn’t verbally respond but he moved up güvenilir bahis in front of the chair and parted his legs so his cock was even with my widespread thighs. I tentatively reached out and took hold of his stiff hardon and slowly brought it to my panties. I looked up for his approval and then delicately touched it to the flimsy white fabric that covered my pussy.

“Oh Jennie that’s so nice honey!” He gasped. I rubbed his thick cock head all over my inner thighs and then returned it right to the quick of me. Right into the crotch of my rapidly moistening pussy! Up and down, up and down I dragged his big stiff penis as he gasped in pleasure from the sensation.

“Here Uncle Jeff…” I began, “I’ll let you touch my bare pussy just for a second and then we’ll stop.” With that, I pulled the legband out of the way and let Uncle Jeff see my pussy. I’d shaved the hairs and so it was nice and pink and warm for him! I then gently guided his prick to my smooth pink pussy lips and touched it right in the center!

“Oh Jennie we can’t honey! He gasped. “We just can’t!” He moved away from me and I was disappointed for a moment but I wasn’t done trying.

“Maybe you could…you know, rub it yourself and, when you’re ready to finish up, you could squirt it on my…my pussy!” It was the best I could come up with. Then I pulled the legband of my panties even further out of the way and began to tease my pussy with my fingers. Uncle Jeff was looking on excitedly as I lewdly masturbated in front of him and he began to stroke himself as well.

I watched in awe as Uncle Jeff fingered his manhood, his eyes never leaving my exposed pussy. I scooted forward on the recliner in an attempt to show even more pussy to my uncle while wondering how long it would be before he came. I wanted that hot come on my pussy, that’s for sure! “Are you…are you almost there Uncle Jeff?” I quietly asked.

“Uh huh…” was all he could muster in response. His hand was moving faster now…up and down his impossibly hard cock. Now, it was time for my last little treat.

“Hold on just a second Uncle Jeff…just a second more now…” With that, I took the waistband of my panties and began to pull them down. I wanted my Uncle to come right on my bare pussy! I didn’t need my panties anymore. No, they’d done their job: Helping me tease my favorite uncle into coming! I took my panties off and motioned for Uncle Jeff to approach me.

I laid my still warm panties on my thigh and opened my legs wide apart and told him to “Come on my pussy Uncle Jeff!” I moved right up to the edge of the cushion when I said it.

“Aw Jennie!” He called to me. “I can’t help it honey!” Then Uncle Jeff finally took charge of the situation. I’d teased him plenty but now it was time for him to do what a man does in this situation. What he didn’t do last time. He put his bloated cock head right up to my little pink ribbon of flesh and then pushed hard! I cried out as he surged into me and fucked almost all of his frustrated cock into my teasing little pussy!

“Oh Jeff!” I cried out in surprise and delight! He pulled back before I had a chance to react and then squeezed his butt cheeks together and shoved himself into my well lubricated pussy. He gave out a deeply satisfied moan of pleasure and then began to rapidly fuck me and I laid back there on the recliner and took it. Oh, he fucked me good too! Stroke after stroke he stabbed himself into my soft little pussy while I murmured encouragement to him quietly.

“Oh that’s it Jeff! Oh fuck me good now…I’m…I’m sorry I teased you. I saw those pictures and I got all excited and my pussy was all wet and…”

“I know honey…” He interrupted. “I saw your panties and I got excited too! I love your sweet little pussy honey. You’re…you’re the best!”

I couldn’t help but ask “Did…did you and Mom ever…?”

“Not yet.” He answered with a smile. “I love your Mom and I hope she knows that. In a perfect world, I’d have both Patty and your Mom.”

Somehow, tears began to well up in me and I began to move to meet my uncle stroke for stroke. I was going to come now and so was he. I took hold of my recently discarded panties and gestured to him. Uncle Jeff just nodded and moments later he slammed into me repeated and then jerked his cock free of my desperately clinging pussy. Oh, and then streams of white hot come began to pour into my panties as I offered them to him. I reached out and stroked him softly in an attempt to coax out every drop of sperm he had and he had plenty!

I wondered what would have happened if I’d simply taken that load in my pussy. I wasn’t on the pill or anything and I might have become pregnant with his child. I know Uncle Jeff loves my mom. Maybe that would be as close as he could ever get to really having her. They would have made quite a couple that’s for sure.

I really feel bad about Aunt Patty but I know I love Uncle Jeff and I hope God doesn’t punish me for teasing him and everything else that happened that day. I’ll try to do better in the future. But, doggone it, I have this nasty little part of me that wants some nude shots of ME at the bottom of my Uncle’s desk drawer! No! No, I’m not doing that! No Way!

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My friends bought me a 30 minute massage for my 23rd birthday. I recently broke up with my boyfriend and was in a depressed mood. My boyfriend hadn’t done anything wrong, neither had I. We had just grown apart. I needed some cheering up and my friends thought the massage would help me relieve some stress.

I called ahead and booked an appointment for a relaxation massage. It had been years since I had last had a massage. It isn’t that I don’t appreciate massages, I just am not the kind of girl that spends money on things like that. In college, money is tight so food, clothes and personal items take priority in my life.

I jumped in my car and headed across town. I pulled into the parking lot of the “Posh Salon and Masseuse”. The letters above the door were large and painted gold. Gold light bulbs surrounded the entrance door. The door itself was tinted so that you could not see inside.

Stepping inside, four girls were next to their chairs cutting hair. There was a lot of chatter; the kind of chatter that happens in a salon between women. I stepped up to the front counter and waited to be helped. The counter was painted a dark purple color with matching colored wall behind it. To my left, their were a row of leather chairs for those who were waiting to be helped. I contemplated taking a seat when a tall, well build man walked through a door from the back room. He smiled and looked at me with his deep blue eyes. I felt my knees get weak as I looked at him. His light brown hair had blond highlights.

“How can I help you?” the man said in a deep voice.

It had been a few weeks since I last had any pleasure. Touching myself just simply did not do anything after having a man for over two years, so to say I was a little horny would be an understatement. I could feel myself getting moist between my legs just staring at this gorgeous man.

“How can I help you?” the man repeated.

I was so caught up in my own world that I had momentarily forgotten to respond to his question. I felt myself starting to blush in response to my own blond moment. “Oh sorry.” I replied. “Hello. I am here for a 30 minute massage.”

The man smiled at me and asked, “What is your name sweetie?”

Sweetie, he called me sweetie! Wow! I felt my knees get weak one more time. I placed my arms on the counter to keep myself from falling down. I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled to try and calm myself down before answering him.

“My name is Tess.”

“Welcome Tess. Let me check the schedule.” the man said.

I wondered, what is this gorgeous creature’s name? Having been with my boyfriend the last two years, I didn’t pay much attention to other men. Now, I was realizing what I had been missing. It wasn’t that my boyfriend was unattractive. He was good looking, but he wasn’t gorgeous like this man.

“You are up next. Have a seat and I will be with you in a minute.” the man said to me.

I took a seat and watched him disappear through the door to the back. His dreamy blue eyes and handsome face filled my thoughts as I waited impatiently for my massage. I fidgeted in my seat like a little child and opened a hair styles magazine. I flipped through the pages, not really looking at them until the man reappeared behind the counter.

I looked up and smiled in a flirting manner at him. He smiled back at me and melted my insides. I stood up and walked up to the counter and realized he had not even called me up to the counter. My laughter started filling the establishment. I wasn’t illegal bahis even sure why I was laughing, but I couldn’t stop.

“I am ready for you.” the man said, extending his right hand. “My name is Francois.”

He surrounded my tiny hand with his large fingers and shook my hand softly. “Francois?” I heard myself mumble. Why did he have to have such a seductive name? I stopped laughing. My heart was beating so hard inside my chest, I felt like it was going to burst through my chest. It was like I was a junior high girl crushing on a highschooler.

“Follow me.” Francois said, smiling and turning away from me, heading for the back door. I quickly moved around the counter and rushed to catch up with him. My eyes watched his ass as he led me into the back room. I secretly wished he was going to push me down onto the massage table and take me with all this might.

“Undress and then lay down on the table. You can put your clothes on this chair. When you are done, lie on your stomach and put this sheet over you. I will be back in a few minutes.”

I smiled coyly at him and waited until he left the room. My hands were shaking as I started undressing myself. I placed my shoes under the seat and tucked my socks inside them. My jeans slid down my legs, followed by my panties. I tucked my panties inside my front pocket and neatly folded the jeans twice, placing them on the seat of the chair. Next, I slid my shirt and bra over my head, tucked my bra inside my shirt and placed them neatly on top of my jeans.

The room was warm, but I could feel my nipples poking out. In the left corner of the room sat rocks on a warming table. Next to the rocks were two towels with steam rolling off of them. Beside the towels was a counter full of oils.

I positioned myself on the massage table and pulled the sheet over my butt, leaving my back exposed. My hands rested on my sides; my head between two soft cushion. I could feel my pussy aching with anticipation as I took several deep breaths and slowly exhaled in an attempt to calm myself.

Francois returned to the room and walked around to the towels near my head. I kept my face buried in the cushions as Francois moved over by my side. He placed one of the steaming towels on the back of my neck, then pushed the sheet down a few inches and placed the second towel on the small of my back. The towels felt so good and helped my muscles start to relax, that was until I felt his hands against my skin.

The tip of his fingers softly moved up and down the middle of my back, tracing my spine. I took a deep breath and held it in as long as I could. His hands were teasing my senses, making me wet all over again. They slowly moved up and down my skin and slowly worked their way toward my sides.

“Does that feel relaxing?” He asked.

“Mhm.” was all I could say.

His fingers moved to my sides and continued moving softly up and down my skin. I felt a little self-conscious when his fingers moved over my love handles. I am not fat, but I do have some love handles. My love handles have been there for as long as I can remember.

I wish I could adequately describe the way his hands were making me feel. Wonderful? Magical? Delirious? Perhaps delirious would describe it best. My nerve endings were firing on all cylinders. Each inch of skin he touched responded with sensations of burning fire. I could feel my body starting to sweat.

The combination of the warm room, my excitement and his large, warm hands on casino siteleri my skin all contributed to my sweating body. His hands left my body and I felt like screaming in displeasure. I listened intently, hearing his move toward my head. The sound of metal softly clanging against glass rang in my ears. My eyes were closed and I was imagining what he was doing. I could see him opening a small bottle of oil and rubbing the oil in his hands.

Francois returned to my side and ran his warm hands all over my back. I was happy to feel his hands return to my body. Cool sensations trailed his hands as they moved along my skin. It was apparent he was now using oils as he massaged my back and the coolness was the air hitting my wet skin. His fingers began massaging my lower shoulders and moved slowly upwards. I could feel the tension in my upper body quickly dissipating. His hands were magical on my body. I felt a twinge inside my pussy. It continued to build and move toward my clit as his hands expertly massaged my shoulders.

His hands moved to my neck and caused me to moan softly. I felt embarrassed by my response even though my moan was more a moan of relaxation then of pleasure. My hips started to softly grind against the table as his fingers slid up and down the muscles of my neck. I felt as if I were melting through the table.

“You are pretty tense in your neck.” Francois said, his sexy voice breaking through the silence.

I did not respond, afraid I would moan again if I tried to speak. My silence betrayed me when his fingers moved from behind my ears and slid down the side of my neck causing another moan to escape my lips. This time, it was a little louder.

My body was on fire. This massage was going totally different then I imagined it would go. In my mind I imagined this massage would be relaxing, instead, it was relaxing yet exhilarating. I was turned on beyond my wildest dreams. Francois was making me so wet and we weren’t even doing anything sexual.

Francois moved the towel on my lower back down until it rested on the middle of my ass cheeks. He poured more oil on his hands then started massaging my lower back and the top of my ass. Without thinking about it, my hips ground into the massage table. My clit was now on fire and demanding pressure. My hips rocked forward twice before I heard him say in a soft voice, “Relax.”

Oh my God! He could tell what I was doing. I felt my face go flush with embarrassment and did my best to relax my lower body. I felt wetness start to drip down my inner thighs as he massaged my ass cheeks. I could feel the sheet resting at the top of my thighs and prayed to God that he could not see my pussy. If he could, he would know how truly aroused he was making my body.

His hands were kneading both of my cheeks and I was growing wetter by the second. No matter how much I tried to control my hips, the slowly rocked back and forth with the rhythm of his hands. Each time my hips rolled forward, my clit pressed against the table. I could feel my orgasm starting to build.

I was so horny that I did not care when he slid the sheet down until only my ankles were covered. Ten minutes ago, I would have been shy and self-conscious but I was too horny to care. The touch of his hands were all that I desired. His hands moved down to the bottom of my ass cheeks and started massaging the outside of my thighs.

I moaned loudly the instant his fingers touched my sensitive thighs; they are an erogenous zone on my body. poker siteleri My moan filled the room; I realize my moan was loud. My brain screamed “Nooooo” when his hands pulled away from my body. He was simply pouring more lotion onto his hands but I didn’t care, I needed his touch.

I had no doubt he could see my arousal when he separated my legs a little and started massaging my inner thighs. My mind wondered if seeing a woman excited and wet was a common occurrence for him. Surely, it had to be. He was a gorgeous man with wonderful hands that worked magic.

My legs slid open wider as his hands massaged my inner thighs. I wanted him to go in further and further, inside my thighs until his fingers were on my sopping wet pussy. I was imagining his finger sliding in and out of me and pushing me to an orgasm then taking me from behind. Despite my wishes, his fingers continued to tease me with soft touches.

His fingers were mere inches from my lips, they touched just the right area and I moaned long and hard. I was no longer embarrassed by my moans. I wanted him to know that he was pleasing me and hoped it would entice him to go further. To my dismay, he stayed professional and did not cross the line. My inner walls started to twitch as my climax moved at a painfully slow pace.

A bead of sweat ran from the top of my ass cheek in between my legs and sent chills down my body. My body shuddered, causing the tip of his finger to press against my pussy lips. I moaned again then groaned in displeasure when he immediately pulled his hand back. I was on the edge of an orgasm. My hips were pressing against the table as hard as I could in an effort to appease the burning itch from my clit.

His fingers returned to my inner thighs and caused me to moan again. My moans seemed to be coming faster and more frequent. My body was dripping with sweat and screaming for more pressure. I was on the edge and needed just a little push. If only he would help me out, I would be grateful to him.

His hands pulled away. I groaned. “Don’t stop! DON’T STOP!!”

I could have pounced on him like a tiger. How could he quit just when I needed his touch the most? Was this his evil plan? I whined and pleaded him to continue. My body was screaming louder than my voice.

“Your 30 minutes is up.” Francois said with a matter of fact tone. “I would offer you another 30 minutes, but I am afraid I have another client scheduled.”

Francois put the hot stones along my spine and told me he would give me a minute to finish relaxing before I had to dress. He lit two fragrances and left the room. Tears dripped down my eyes as my body started to pull away from the edge of a climax. The scent of the fragrance was intoxicating; I felt as if I were drunk. The hot stones relaxed my back and felt wonderful.

It seemed like just a few seconds when Francois returned to the room. He slid the sheet up to the top of my ass cheeks and slowly removed the hot rocks. I didn’t know why, but tears were still pouring from my eyes.

“I hope you enjoyed your massage.” Francois said in a soft, sweet, deep voice. “I hope you come back to see me again. Perhaps the next time, you will get an hour massage.”

I turned my head and smiled at him. I wondered why my body was in a dream like state. My eyes, arms and legs felt very heavy. Francois put out the fragrances and said, “You can get dress and pay the lady at the front counter. Thank you for your business.”

He left the room and I lay motionless for a little while longer, trying to build enough strength to move. I finally slid one leg off the side of the table and scooted off the table. I stood up and froze a moment until my equilibrium stabilized. I dressed, paid the lady at the front counter and left horny as hell.

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