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Marci near Midnight

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I was in town for a short visit and made plans to hang out with my old friend Debbie for a night. We’d never been more than friends but we always had fun when we hung out together. Given that, I was planning to crash on her couch so that, after a few good craft beers, I wouldn’t have to worry about driving. She had a two bedroom townhouse but she also had a roommate so the second bedroom was not available for guests. After we’d been hanging out for a few hours, her roommate came home from work and joined us. I’d never met her before but she was a bit younger than Debbie and me with dark, curly hair, glasses and a nice figure with surprisingly big boobs. When I say “surprisingly big” I mean that they sure didn’t look that big until she freed them from her clothing. We’ll get to how I came to know that soon enough.

Marci hung out with us for a bit and I would have been fine if she’d stayed longer, but she departed to her room so as not to sidetrack our little reunion. Debbie and I stayed up a bit longer but eventually she headed upstairs, too, and I made myself comfortable on the couch after my nightly ablutions. I was still lying awake when I heard footsteps on the stairs, so I was curious to see who was coming down. It turned out to be Marci.

“Oh good, you’re awake,” she said as she came around the couch wearing a robe, “I would have woke you up if you hadn’t been. Debbie took something to help her sleep so, along with the alcohol, she’s completely out. I checked. Even this won’t wake her up.”

She clapped twice, loudly, and a lamp popped on at a low setting. I chuckled as I realized she’d just used The Clapper to turn on the lamp and provide us with just a bit of light.

“So having the freedom to be noisy at this hour is important?” I asked, feeling like there was only one direction this could be heading.

“When you start making me moan,” she replied, starting to open her robe, “I don’t want to feel like I have to suppress myself.”

I was glad she’d turned on the lamp as she opened her robe and exposed her body. As I said, her boobs were surprisingly big; she must have been wearing a sports bra or something similarly restraining earlier. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on them and maybe my cock between them. Her dark brown bush was nicely groomed and I got a close-up view of it as she dropped her robe and immediately straddled my head on the couch. bedava bahis I grabbed an ass cheek in each hand then ran my tongue along her slit, tasting the pungent juices that were abundantly flowing. She started moaning as I lapped at her pussy, though I don’t think Debbie would have heard it even if she wasn’t medicated. I glanced up, admiring her big boobs dangling above me, as I slipped a finger into her snug, slippery pussy. As I slowly slid my finger in and out, I was licking and sucking her clit, which did cause her to moan a bit louder. Given how quiet the house was at that hour, it’s very possible that Debbie might have heard her that time if not for her sleep aids.

My cock was rigid as I was devouring her pussy and, though I obviously didn’t know her very well, I was optimistic that she wouldn’t leave me hanging once she’d cum. I was hoping, however, that I wouldn’t have to choose between fucking her snug, slippery pussy or her succulent tits or having her blow me; ideally, I hoped to experience all three. The unexpected opportunity to see her naked and eat her pussy was definitely a pleasant surprise but I really didn’t want the night to end with that. Whether it would help her decide how far she wanted to go or wouldn’t matter because she’d already made up her mind, it was still my goal to provide her with as much pleasure as I possibly could. While I was pursuing that goal, I was also enjoying the opportunity to eat a pussy I’d never had the pleasure of eating before. She’d been very wet when I’d started eating her but I didn’t know whether that was just from the act of seducing me or if she’d been worked up when she’d been in her room and that was what had inspired her to pay me a visit. Either way, her pussy was only becoming even wetter and her moaning louder and longer as I continued to eat her.

She had one hand on my head and the other on the back of the couch as she was humping her pussy toward my face. Even not knowing her or her body well, it was obvious that she was building quickly toward an orgasm. I wasn’t necessarily aiming for her to have a quick one, and I’d have been more than content to keep going after she’d cum if she’d wanted, but I also wasn’t going to back off to try to stretch out the build-up. I continued pumping my finger in and out while licking and sucking her clit as I felt her pussy becoming even wetter and more engorged casino siteleri than it had already been. She seemed tense up a bit as her moaning became almost like gasping then she relaxed and started shaking as her orgasm hit. I kept up what I was doing through her orgasm, which appeared to be pretty intensely pleasurable.

When she finally climbed off of my face, she took my pants down, releasing my rigid cock, then had me sit up. She immediately straddled me as I reached for her succulent tits. While I was caressing and fondling the soft, smooth flesh, she guided my cock to her pussy and lowered herself onto it. We both moaned as her snug, slippery pussy engulfed my throbbing tool. She sat for just a moment with it fully embedded inside her then started to slowly move up and down on it. Her pussy was so hot, wet and snug that it felt amazing as my cock slid in and out of it. Her tits also felt amazing so, since I wasn’t sure I’d ever get another opportunity to see them, much less fondle them, I was savoring the opportunity and committing every aspect of them to memory.

As she progressed to riding me harder and faster, her tits were bouncing beautifully so I leaned back to watch them while reaching around to caress her ass. I wasn’t pushing up into her, just leaving her in control while enjoying the experience. She seemed to be enjoying it, as well, based on the sounds she was making and the expression on her face. I only wish that I could have enjoyed having her riding my cock for much longer but I couldn’t really complain that she was achieving an orgasm too quickly. She seemed to be striving to remain fairly quiet even though it was unlikely that Debbie would hear us but I could still tell that she was getting close to cumming. When she dropped down onto my lap and just sat there, a moment later she gasped and her entire body started trembling. I brought my hands back around since her tits had ceased bouncing for the moment and fondled them while she was cumming and after she’d finished.

She remained on my lap as she was recovering then climbed off and knelt in front of me. I couldn’t be too dismayed about her tits being out of my reach or no longer being embedded in her hot pussy because she immediately started stroking my rigid cock then engulfed it in her mouth. Watching her sucking my cock was incredibly hot and I was grateful once again bahis siteleri that she’d turned on the lamp before we’d started. She definitely had some experience when it came to cocksucking and I appreciated the opportunity to enjoy the fruits of that experience. The only thing that could possibly have improved upon receiving a highly pleasurable blowjob from her was when she straightened up and brought her tits to each side of my cock. She squeezed them together so that I could fuck them, which I did slowly so as to savor the feel of the soft, smooth flesh against my rigid cock. Since she’d already cum twice, I appreciated that she was giving me the opportunity to experience the pleasure of her body in more than one way.

I could feel my orgasm building steadily by the time she went back to sucking my cock, though she didn’t necessarily seem like she was in a rush to make me cum. She put her skills to work to draw out the pleasure that I was experiencing and I relished both her mouth and the visual of her sucking my cock. The closer I got to cumming, the more my cock was swelling but it didn’t affect her ability to orally pleasure me. Even when I started to spew into her mouth with a moan, she just continued to suck me off as I was cumming. She only stopped once I was completely spent and had started to soften.

“That was fantastic,” I said and she smiled up at me.

“Yeah, that was fun,” she replied, “You’re leaving tomorrow, though, huh?”

“Yeah,” I said, “mid-morning, probably.”

“I will try to be up to say good-bye,” she said, “but can we exchange contact info in case I’m not?”

“Yeah, absolutely,” I replied, thinking this could be a good sign. I grabbed my phone and she told me her mobile number then had me send a text since her phone was up in her room, charging.

“It’d probably be a good idea if we don’t tell Debbie about this,” she suggested, as she was getting up and grabbing her robe.

“You’re probably right,” I agreed, watching her boobs bouncing and swinging and getting one last look at her bush before she covered it up.

She kissed me then clapped, turning out the lamp, and headed back upstairs. I pulled my pants back on and, while I was ruminating on what had just happened, I fell asleep. I didn’t end up seeing her the next morning but, the first time I had an opportunity to check my phone after I was on the road, I was pleased to see a text from her that included a photo looking down along her naked body as she lay in bed. I’d have been plenty happy if this had been the only photo she’d ever sent but she turned out to be pretty prolific when it came to sexting and naked selfies.

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Massage Lover

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I had just moved to a new city for a job. I didn’t know a soul and I was lonely and horny. After a few weeks at my new job I felt I needed some relief. On my way home from work I would pass a massage parlor. I had a few extra dollars saved up so I decided to stop in one evening after work.

I walked in and was greeted by a woman. She asked me if I wanted to see all the girls. I said yes and three other women appeared before me. I like full figured women so I chose the blonde with big tits and wide hips. She told me her fake name was Cherry. Cherry led me back to a room with a mattress. I paid the fee for an hour and was told to get undressed and lie down face first on this mattress.

Cherry soon returned and stripped out of her nightie garment. I took a look and was pleased with what I saw. Cherry’s tits were large and rested on her chest. Her pubic patch was cut down. Cherry got down to business and she spread baby powder on my back. I had my legs spread and she ran her fingers across my balls. She soon asked me if I wanted more than the regular massage.

We agreed to a price and I got the money out of my wallet. Cherry told me to turn over onto my back. Cherry took some oil and rubbed my cock with it. It didn’t take much stroking to get me hard. Cherry asked if I wanted to massage her. We changed places and I was soon fondling her body. When I touched her pussy Cherry let out these moans. She spread her legs wider as I touched her slit.

I joined her on the mattress. Cherry got wide for me. I climbed in between her thighs. Cherry reached out for my cock and guided me towards her opening. I eased my oiled up cock into her pussy. That got Cherry all vibed up. I started slowly and then went faster. I had all eight inches of my prick inside Cherry’s pussy. She soon wrapped her legs around my back. I gave it to her hard now. Cherry was breathing hard. Her tits were jiggling upon her chest.

“Are you getting close?” She soon asked me.

My hour was almost up. I nodded my head and fed Cherry for another minute or so. I ended up exploding inside her tunnel. Cherry illegal bahis used her muscles to squeeze my prick. I shot five or six ropes of my cum inside her tummy. I soon rested my dick inside her until I felt myself getting soft. I pulled out and my cream came spilling out.

Cherry slowly got up and walked to the bathroom. When she came back she had a wetted towel. She wiped my cock down and then I got dressed. As I was getting ready to leave she stopped me.

“I’m in a bowling league,” she told me. “Do you want to stop by tomorrow and see me bowl?”

I was sort of surprised. I wasn’t expecting that question. I said I could stop by. Cherry wrote down the name of the bowling alley and the address. She actually kissed me before I left. I drove home and looked the address up. It was on the opposite side of town from where I lived. I went to work the next day and then drove home afterwards. Cherry told me to show up around eight pm that night.

I was undecided right up until an hour before. It seems crazy for me to show up and watch someone bowl who just fucked me the day before. I had nothing better going on so I drove over to the bowling alley. Just as I entered I realized I didn’t know her real name. It sure wasn’t Cherry. When I walked in the attendant asked me if I was bowling. I said I was looking for someone. Luckily I saw her standing with her team.

“I see her over there,” I said to him.

When I got closer she saw me. She walked over and kissed me on the mouth.

I said something stupid like, “I’m Jim, remember me?”

She finally told me that her real name was Angie. We walked over to where her team was playing. I sure got enough stares from everyone there. Did these other people know of Angie’s true profession? For the next two hours I sat there. When Angie wasn’t bowling she placed her hand on the inside of my thigh and rubbed me there.

It ended up that Angie’s team won by the sum total of two pins. Everyone on their team was happy. Angie asked if I wanted to follow her back to her place. I got into my car and went casino siteleri to her apartment. When we walked inside, Angie flipped on some lights and then put her arms around my neck and she kissed me.

“I was thinking about you for the past day,” she told me.

I told her that she was on my mind as well. We didn’t waste much time. Angie led me back to her bedroom. We stripped out of our clothes and got onto the bed. I was on my back when Angie moved up close to my dick. She took hold of her tits and then wrapped them around my rod. She slowly made me hard from the friction of her melons touching my prick.

Once I was erect Angie climbed over top of me. She took hold of my erection and guided my cock to her opening. She lowered herself onto my pole. Slowly she worked up and down my cock. I can tell you she was squeezing me hard. I reached up with both hands and I began to squeeze both of her large tits. Angie had to have been at least a ‘D’ cup in breast size. She did like that I was massaging her ripe melons.

Every time Angie lowered herself I brought my ass up and fed her my prick. She would cry out each time I pushed into her tunnel. I sure missed having sex on a regular basis. Angie knew how to take care of my needs. We both started to speed up. I was pumping furiously into her belly. I removed my hands from her chest. Her tits were now flopping up and down.

I placed my hands on her ass cheeks and pulled them apart. I filled her belly up with my thick cock. We had much more time than in the massage parlor. We fucked for over an hour together. I finally felt my cum was rising up through my rod. I held out until the last second and then I exploded inside her tunnel. Angie screamed as she threw her head back.

I shot a geyser of cum deep into her pussy. Angie placed her hands on my chest. Her body was shaking from the orgasms she was experiencing. I kept thrusting as long as I could. I finally just rested my shaft inside her tummy. Angie pulled free of me. She got up and went to the bathroom. When she came back she used her mouth and poker siteleri cleaned my dick of our love juices.

“I didn’t know if you were going to show up at the bowling alley tonight,” she said.

I said I wanted to find out more about her so I needed to stop by. We discussed our lives. I told her I was a manager at one of the local banks. Angie said the massage parlor wasn’t her first choice of jobs. She was engaged to be married. Her fiance dropped her at the last moment. She wasn’t working right then. The massage position paid the bills. The various tips she got helped her to survive.

She wanted me to know she didn’t fuck every guy who wanted sex from her. I was one of the rare ones who got inside her pussy.

“Why me?” I has to ask her.

She smiled and said my cock was so large and thick. So many of the men who show up have small ones. I guess I impressed her with my dick size. The next part was tricky. Where did we go from here? Angie said she hoped I didn’t want just sex from her. At that moment, that was exactly what I desired from her. I lied and said I wanted to get to know her better.

Surprisingly, that is what happened. We spent quite a few evenings together. Angie was a good cook. She would prepare meals for the both of us. You might have guessed it. After the meal we hit the bed. I loved playing with her big breasts. She massaged my dick with those large melons. Her pussy was just the right size for my cock. I loved taking her in the missionary position.

I would push her knees back towards her chest. I would stretch my legs out straight and feed her every hard inch I had. Angie was very vocal in bed. She loved to beg for my prick. Sometimes I would pull out and just leave the head barely touching her opening. She said I was torturing her. I would end up shoving my rod in all at once. You should have heard her scream when I did that.

We now have been seeing each other for close to seven months now. I have hinted that I would like her to change her place of work, no more stroking men’s cocks. In the back of my mind I hope she isn’t sucking or fucking her clients anymore. Angie would like us to get engaged. I have to have her working somewhere other than the massage parlor before that happens.

Until I get that guarantee, I will continue to feed Angie with my fat cock most nights in bed.

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The Birthday Boy Ch. 01

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“Mom, I’m home” I yelled as I walked in the door having just gotten home from a long and boring day at school, dropping my backpack on the floor as was my usual routine, and headed for the fridge.

“Mom?” No answer, which normally meant she was either out, or in a part of the house where she couldn’t hear me, so after grabbing a soda from the fridge, I proceeded to search the house to find her. After searching the house from top to bottom, checking both inside and out back by the pool and hot tub, I determined that she must have gone out, so I returned to the kitchen to fix myself a snack before going to hop in the shower after a long and hard soccer practice. I’m somewhat athletic, but not exactly what you would call the typical athlete, but that’s not to say I’m out of shape, for a 17 year old at about 5’10” and weighing in at a 160lbs türkçe bahis or so, my sandy blonde hair hanging just short of the bottom of my ears only helped to contrast my dark blue eyes that girls say you can look into and forget where you came in. But right now, starving and not knowing when my mother would return, I dove into the fridge in hopes of fixing myself a snack capable of satisfying my hunger. At that moment the front door opened

“Steve honey I’m….. oh, there you are.” My mom said as she struggled in the door, her slender, curvy body struggling with two unmarked bags under her arms, realizing that I was closer to where she was then she had expected. My mom, Stacy, is quiet the attractive woman for 31, showed no signs of her age what so ever, her hips still had the curve to them that they had in photos iddaa siteleri I had seen of her from the past, her breasts were ample and firm, sizing up just larger then handfuls, don’t ask me about size, but I’d say about a C cup, on her perfect 5’9″ frame, she’s quite beautiful and gets her share of dates, but doesn’t go out much, why that is I don’t know, her and I share the same color hair, but hers is longer then mine, hanging down past her shoulders by a few inches, usually she just lets it hang free like that, today being no exception.

“What’s in the bags?” I asked, craning my neck to try to look into them

“Nothing that would concern you young man” She stated, we both fully well knew that I was aware that inside those bags were gifts she had bought for my upcoming birthday, but I was unable to tell what was deneme bonusu veren siteler inside them.

“I hope your not ruining your dinner by filling up on junk food, you know very well that dinner is at five o’clock, same as always.” Glancing at the clock I noticed that it was quarter to.

“But mom, I didn’t know when you’d be home and I’m starrrrrving” drawing out the last word to make it seem desperate.

“No buts about it, you put that food back in the fridge and go do your homework, dinner will be ready shortly” She retorted

“Alright mom, but I’m gonna grab a shower first, Coach Smith worked us like dogs today at Soccer practice, says it’s to get us ready for the big tournament in two weeks”

“Fine then, off you go while I put the groceries away” she said calmly, as if we both actually believed that those bags contained food. I wandered out of the kitchen waiting to see if she would make like she was actually putting away groceries just to make her story more believable, she just stood there watching me, waiting for me to leave, trying to hide the smile growing on her face.

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Lynne Misbehaves At The Hotel

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I’d been working on a report up in my room in the hotel that my girlfriend, Lynne and I were staying in on my latest business trip. Lynne liked to come with me on trips whenever she could. I’d hoped to get it finished much earlier so we could head out for a night on the town, but that hadn’t happened. Instead, at around 8pm she’d gotten bored and decided to head down to the hotel bar for a few drinks.

I was just putting the finishing touches to the report when Lynne came back into the room. She’d obviously had a few drinks, but the twinkle in her eye also told me she’d been up to something or was planning to. I smiled as she entered “What have you been up to?” I asked.

“I’ve been a bad girl” she replied as she closed the door behind her.

“I got bored waiting for you and decided to find another cock to play with” she said as she threw her purse on the chair and moved towards me smiling. We have an open relationship and allow each other to fuck other people and very often use this as part of our sex games.

As she got closer I got a waft of that telling smell off her – the smell of sex. The glint in her eyes was unmistakable now as being the glint she gets after orgasming. My heart started to beat more heavily and to quicken slightly and I felt my cock start to stir in my jeans. She leant over to bedava bahis kiss me and I could taste the alcohol off her lips as well as the taste of some guy’s cock. I pulled her head back by her hair sharply. “Who’s cock have you been sucking you whore?” I yelled. She gasped at her hair being pulled, but smiled and breathed heavily with excitement.

“I sucked his cock and then let him fuck my pussy” she grinned, trying to kiss me again. “I picked him up at the bar and we went back to his room”.

I pulled harder on her hair, keeping her lips off mine, all the time sensing the building excitement in her. She reached down and started to undo my jeans, but I pulled her hand away and pushed her to the ground.

“Get on your knees slut!” I commanded her. “You need to be punished for this”.

She grinned and got on her knees lifting her summer dress up to expose her naked ass. She’d obviously not bothered to put her panties back on after her impromptu fuck session.

“I have been a bad girl” she whispered “I want you to punish me”.

I slapped her ass hard and she moaned in pleasure and pain. I slapped her again, this time closer to her pussy.

I kicked her legs further apart and this time when I spanked her, I hit her pussy lips hard. She gasped in obvious pain, but I know she casino siteleri loves her pussy being spanked. Her pussy lips were definitely wet from the current excitement and also from the recent sex. I spanked her pussy again, letting my fingers linger and push slightly into her soaking pussy. I could feel the mix of her juices and this stranger’s cum coating my fingers.

My cock was now rock hard in my jeans and uncomfortable with how it was being squeezed. It needed to be released. I reached down and undid my jeans with one hand as I continued to spank Lynne with the other. As my cock sprang loose, I gently stroked it to get the blood back where it should be. Lynne’s moans were a huge turn on and I wanted to fuck her badly.

“I want you to lick my pussy” She moaned “I want you to lick my juices and that guy’s cum out of it”. She was hugely turned on and the idea of me doing that along with the spanking she’d received was bringing her to the edge of orgasm. I was about to complain, but then she moaned “I won’t let you fuck my pussy until you do that for me”. She climbed up onto the bed as I finished undressing and spread her legs waiting for me. Wanting to please her I got between her legs and started cautiously to lick her pussy lips. I could taste her juices and his cum immediately. She was bahis siteleri writhing in ecstasy as I continued licking and sucking her, swallowing the combined juices of her and this nameless guy. Her level or arousal made my cock harder than ever and I was loving how much this turned her on and so really started to get into it. I pushed two fingers deep inside her and they quickly brought more of the sex juice out of her pussy. I raised this to her mouth and she moaned as she licked and sucked my fingers dry.

I continued licking and sucking her pussy until suddenly she arched her back and with a loud moan, came hard, writhing on my fingers and pushing my head hard onto her pussy. I felt her pussy contract tightly around my fingers and sucked her lips harder as she orgasmed. Just as her orgasm started to die down, I got up and quickly replaced my fingers in her pussy with my cock, sliding in easily on the juices of her orgasms. She moaned louder and bucked as I thrust deep into her. She seemed to continue to orgasm and her pulsing vagina caused me to reach orgasm quickly, exploding deep insider her and adding more cum to the mix.

After my orgasm had died down, I collapsed on the bed beside Lynne, panting heavily as I kissed her and sucked her lips, gently caressing her breasts with my finger tips. “That was amazing” she whispered between the kisses. “I hope you enjoyed it” she smiled as she gently started to stroke my cock. I admitted that it was a huge turn on for me too.

We’ve done plently of other things like this, but those are stories for another time.

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The Bathroom Peephole Ch. 02

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All characters in this story are 18 or older.

Introduction:

“Knock knock” I said while slowly opening Katie’s partially cracked door. Katie was on her bed in her favorite booty shorts and tank playing games on her phone. “Thanks again for last night, that was fucking incredible, what time did Liz leave?”

Katie smiled and looked up, “Umm, she had to take off super early this morning for work, but left with a smile on her face and a very happy kitty thanks to you.”

I laughed and noticed Liz’s panties still sitting on the floor near the bed. “I see she left her panties here,” pointing to them on the ground near Katie’s bed.

“Nah, those are mine,” said Katie. After a moment of silence, Katie realized what she said and suddenly looked alarmed, “Wait, those do belong to her, silly me.”

“Are you going to give them back to her?” I said.

Katie grinning, “I don’t want some dirty girl’s used panties in my room. I’ll toss them out since they’re not an expensive pair.”

Trying not to show my desire to pull out my cock and cum all over them, I nonchalantly pick them up. “I’ll toss them out for you, no biggie.”

Katie looked inquisitively at me, then laughed. “Ok perv, they’re all yours.”

Laughing, “Cool, I’m going to go back to my room, thanks again Sis!”

Getting to my room I plopped down onto my bed. My gym shorts, t-shirt, and underwear in a trail on the floor behind me. I felt a heavenly warmth tingling its way up my stiffening cock and watched veins appearing along my shaft as it filled with blood. Examining Liz’s panties, I could see the spot on the gusset where she dripped throughout the day. Smelling her sweet aroma made me grow harder. Wrapping her panties around my tip, my balls tightened a bit indicating I was now at full attention. Kneading my pink head with the gusset I immediately started edging. I’d always had a thing for dirty used panties. I put the gusset in my mouth and watched a thick droplet of pre-cum appear on my tip. Wrapping my hand around my…

“Knock knock, it’s Mom.” I need your dirty clothes. The illegal bahis door burst open and there I was naked on the bed pumping my cock while tasting some girls’s panties in my mouth. My Mom, still in her nightgown, froze in place dropping the laundry basket on the floor.

“Mom, what the fuck? Get out!”

Mom kneeled down to pick up the basket while watching me scramble to cover myself with a pillow. What made this more awkward was that as she was crouching, I could see right up her nighty giving me a glimpse of her hairy pussy.

She laughed, “Oh hush, I used to wash your penis when you were a baby and we’re all adults here.” She stood up and closed the door walking to my bed sitting next to me. “You know, I kind of wish I’d walk in on your Dad doing something weird so I could finally get some action. It’s been months.”

Sitting awkwardly, I didn’t know what to say to that. I was still insanely hard after my panty play time and then catching a glimpse of her pussy. Mumbling, I tried to console her, “Sorry Mom, that stinks,” I said while fidgeting in place trying to keep myself covered.

Mom laid back on the bed her night gown riding up to her groin. Fuck, I could see her pussy, her soft slit lined with her creamy juices. “Sorry you didn’t get to finish, son,” Mom said quietly. “I really should have knocked, but I’d been watching you through the door for so long and gotten myself all horny and wet, I had to barge in.

“Holy shit,” I thought to myself, “is Mom coming onto me?” She put her hands behind her head and scooted her feet up onto the top of the bed. She caught me in a trance staring between her legs. She was so wet, I could see a string of her cum leaking out her hole stuck to some of her sexy pubic hair.

Mom grinned, “Sorry, do my old lady bits gross you out?” Without hesitation, she spread her legs wide, her lips peeling apart slowly. “How about now?” She asked with a bigger smile.

“Mom, what’s happening? I’m your son.”

She slowly teased her pussy hole with a finger while letting out a very quiet moan. Smiling, casino siteleri she looked me in the eyes, “I’m clearly not too worried about it, son. I interrupted you, which was rude and know you need to finish.” She pulled her nightgown up and over her head and laid there naked, spread eagle, and went back to fingering her hole.

My cock ached listening to her plunge her finger inside herself – I’d been with my fair share of women, but I’d never seen anyone this wet, Dad must really be neglecting her. I stood up dropping the pillow on the floor, my cock bouncing as I turned to stand between her legs. She let out a giggle and spread her pussy lips wider with both hands while seductively swirling her hips at me.

“Put it inside me son. Fill Mommy with every inch of that beautiful cock.”

I stepped in closer until my throbbing tip was inches away from her entrance. She peeled her lips back more, heat emanating onto my cock. Possessed by the moment, I stuck it in filling her with every inch listening to her whimper as I pushed all of my cock inside her. Thrusting gently in and out, the sound of my cock sloshing inside was making me ever harder. I watched as Mom squeezed her retrousse tits while fighting off the urge to moan loudly. Her hand grabbed my leg pushing me off of her.”

“Let me be on top,” she said.

I laid on my back my throbbing cock sticking straight up in the air glistening in my mother’s juices.

Squatting down towards me, I watched her pussy separate as her legs widened — squatting deeply, she eased me inside of her. Squatting up and down, her pussy devoured me. After a few minutes, she stood up a little causing my cock to flop out of her pussy wishing to be back inside her warmth. Sitting down all the way, she slid her lips up my shaft grinding her pussy aggressively back and forth. Faster and faster her movements becoming more and more aggressive – her clit was red and swollen when she finally hopped off me and crawled on all fours away wiggling her ass.

“Fuck me from behind,” she said in a more serious tone.

Scooting poker siteleri up on my knees behind her, I had a full view of her beautiful asshole. Spreading her cheeks, I slipped back inside feeling her tense up from my girth. Grabbing her hips, I pulled her into me firmly as she let out a short gasp. Freeing a hand, I fingered her asshole with my middle finger feeling shockwaves of passion rip through her body.

Her legs began to shake. “Don’t you fucking stop, son. Give Mommy your big hot load.” Shaking and moaning loudly, her pussy tightened around my cock as she began to gyrate and thrust her hips. “I’m cumming baby,” she said grabbing the bed sheets.

Her pussy tightened even more as she devoured me deep inside. I couldn’t take it any more and felt a tingling rush of cum leaving my tip. I exploding inside my Mom, blowing rope after rope of sweet hot cum inside her.

A few minutes later, both of us breathing loudly, we both laid next to each other. Cum slowly oozed out of her used pink hole. She sat up and scooped some of it out with a couple fingers dripping it onto her tongue, then licking her fingers. She moved to my cock and licked around my shaft and tip cleaning up our mess, then carefully sucked my swollen tip to get out every last drop.

“Your cum tastes divine,” she said standing up, legs a little wobbly. Picking the panties up off the ground, she looked at me, “Does Katie know you’ve been stealing her panties?”

I gawked in confusion, “Those belong to a girl I’ve been seeing named Liz.”

Mom putting her nightgown back on raised an eyebrow and showed them to me, “Then why do they say KN on the tag? You know I mark everyone’s unmentionables.” She shrugged kissing me on the cheek and then bent over and kissed my now flaccid penis, “our little secret, ok?”

Confused, but clearly satisfied, I winked, “Sure thing.”

The door clicked shut.

Staring at the panties, I took a pic and texted it to Katie.

Jake: Thoughts?

Katie: Fuck, I forgot Mom does that still.

Jake: So is Liz a panty thief or did you like our little fuckfest last night?

Katie: *Image File*

A picture of Katie’s pussy and her giving me the thumbs up.

Jake: Plans tonight?

Katie: Maybe, who knows… we’ll see. Might not be interested.

Jake: Dick!

Katie: Yes, please! 😉

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Luscious Laura Dream

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I was going to fuck Laura tonight, but I hurt my back at work and stayed on the couch so I wouldn’t be tempted to explore her body under her nightie, and possibly hurt myself more. The dream started with Laura answering the phone and going back into her work room to talk. I was lying on the couch watching TV before I had to get up and get a shower to go to work. I heard Laura talking in a low voice and then start to giggle. I yelled at her to find out what she was giggling about, and who was she talking to. She told me that it was a friend of hers, and they had just said something funny. I brushed it off, and continued to watch TV. I could still hear Laura talking in a low voice, and could occasionally hear her say, “Oh, I’d like that.” About a half an hour later, I got up from the couch to get a shower. Right as I was getting off the couch, Laura finished her conversation and came out to the kitchen to get a drink of water. I told her that I needed to get ready for work, so I was going to get a shower. I got in the bedroom, stripped, took a shower and shaved. When I finished, I got dressed and saw that it was time to leave.

When I got back out to the living room, Laura was sitting on the couch. She said she was waiting for me to get done so she could get a shower. I asked her why, and she said that she was working in the yard earlier, and she stunk. She also told me that she needed to shave her legs because they itched. I shrugged my shoulders and told her that I had to leave. As I was walking to the door, she told me that I needed to take my phone with me. I told her I forgot, and went to get it. I asked her what prompted her to remember for me to take my phone. She said that she might need to get a hold of me later, and she wanted me to have my phone so she could. I thought this was kind of strange, because she usually doesn’t tell me to take my phone, she just asks me if I have forgot something. I was just about to leave when she told me that she wanted some quiet time tonight, so she was going to get Alan to stay the night at Eric’s, and send Chrissy somewhere. I thought this was strange also, but didn’t press it. I kissed her goodbye and left for work.

The dream then centered on Laura. When I left, she got up from the couch and went to the bathroom. She came out of the bathroom and called Chrissy at work. She told her that she would pick her up from work in an hour, and would give her some money and the Jeep so she could go somewhere for the evening. Chrissy asked why and Laura told her that she was preparing a surprise for me and she didn’t want any kids at home under foot. About that time Alan came home from the Park. Laura asked him if illegal bahis it would be all right for him to spend the night at Eric’s. Alan told her he’d have to find out so he called Eric. When Alan hung up the phone, he said it was all right and he could go over about any time. Laura told him to eat lunch, then go over when she went to pick up Chrissy. After he finished lunch, Laura told him to go to Eric’s because she was leaving to go and pick up Chrissy. Before he left, Laura told him to stay at Eric’s and don’t come home. She told him that she may go out for awhile, and Chrissy would not be home either, so he couldn’t get in. Alan said that was all right, and he left. Laura then grabbed her purse and left the house to get Chrissy. When they returned home, Chrissy said she would get changed, and leave soon. Laura sat on the sofa tapping her foot waiting for Chrissy to get ready. Laura was showing her impatience and called for Chrissy to hurry up. Chrissy came out of her room and said she was ready. Laura reached into her purse and gave her the keys to the Jeep and Fifty dollars. Chrissy said her and some people from work were going to a movie and then to one of their houses to hang out. Laura asked her what time she thought she would be home. Chrissy said she would be home around Ten so she could go to bed. Laura thought and said that would be fine. Chrissy grabbed her purse and left.

Laura looked at the time, said “oh shit”, and went into the bedroom. She quickly pulled off her clothes and got into the shower. She washed her hair, face and body as quick as she could. She then grabbed for her razor and remembered that the blade was old in it. She opened up the shower door and got out. While dripping all over the floor, she went into the bedroom to get a new blade. When she found the blades, she put one in the razor and went back into the shower. She took her time shaving her legs, using shaving creme so she wouldn’t nick herself. She made sure that every square inch of them were smooth. She shaved all the way up her legs, and shaved her bikini line also. When she was done shaving, she rinsed off and got out of the shower. She dried off with a towel, then went over to the sink to blow dry her hair. She then put lotion on her legs to make sure that they were totally smooth. She found some rough spots that were still hairy, so she dry shaved those. Very soon she had both of her legs entirely smooth all the way up. She then finished applying lotion to her legs. When she was done with that, she reapplied her make up. She walked naked into the bedroom and put on her pink nightie. As soon as she got it over her head, the doorbell rang. She let casino siteleri it slide down her body till it covered her. She ran to the window on the side of the door and peeked outside. When she saw who it was, she smiled and ran over to the door to open it.

When the door opened, she was greeted by Randy. He smiled and asked if he could come in. Laura smiled back at him and told him to get in quickly. She opened the screen door for him, and he walked through to the living room. Laura closed and locked the door behind her. When she turned around, Randy was right there against her. They fell into each others arms. Laura moved her head up in order to let him kiss her. He responded by kissing her passionately. His hands were busy also. They slid down her back, over her ass, and down to where the hem line of her nightie was. He slid his hands under her nightie to cup her ass. He explore the curve of her ass, then slid his right hand between her thighs to find the opening he wanted. He felt her pubic mound and found out that she was very wet. He easily slipped a finger into her, which made Laura moan into his mouth. Her hands were busy also. She slid her hands around to the front of him and felt for the button on the top of his pants. When she found it, she unbuttoned it and then slid down his zipper. She slid her hand back up to the waistband of his underwear and slid them down to expose his dick and balls. When they were totally uncovered, she wrapped her hand around his dick and started to stroke him up and down. The speed of her stroking became faster and faster as he pumped his finger in and out of her. Laura pulled away from the kiss and gasped to Randy to take her nightie off and fuck her right there in the living room. Randy slid his finger out of her, grabbed the bottom of her nightie, and in one swift movement, had it over her head and off her completely.

Laura then grabbed the top of his pants and underwear and stripped them down to his ankles. Randy kicked his shoes off, and Laura finished taking his pants and underwear off. Randy pulled his shirt off, then picked Laura up in his arms and carried her over to the couch where he laid her down. Laura opened her arms, pulled her knees up and parted her legs in order to allow Randy to lie on top of her and fuck her. Randy dropped to his knees on the side of the couch and started to kiss her neck, then trail his lips down to her right breast. Laura let out a loud gasp when Randy put his lips around her nipple, sucked it into his mouth, then rolled it around with his tongue. His right hand found her left breast, found her stiff nipple, and rolled it between his thumb and finger. poker siteleri Laura started to buck her hips up and down, and could feel her orgasm beginning. She let out a long moan and then a shriek when she started to cum. She cried out to Randy that she was cumming, and wanted him to feel her pussy when she did. Randy slid his right hand down till her got between her legs. He slid his finger over her clitoris which caused Laura to moan again. He slipped his finger into her and her pussy reacted by gripping it, and then soaking it with her juices.

Randy got off his knees and then got on top of her. Laura opened her legs more, and tilted her pelvis to allow Randy to slip his dick into her. Laura reached down between them to find his dick. When she did, she guided it to her moist opening, and pushed the head of it into her. When the head of Randy’s dick was in place, Laura released her grip on it, slid her arms around him, and placed them on his ass to help him slide in and out of her. Laura told Randy to fuck her, and fuck her good. She said she needed an itch scratched, and he needed to do it. Randy raised up his chest, and sunk every inch of his dick into Laura. He put his hands on her tits, and pulled on her nipples, which made Laura moan out loud. When he reached the bottom of her pussy with his dick, he withdrew till only the head was still in her. Laura was panting and moaning. Randy slipped into her again till he reached bottom, then pulled back again. Laura started to pull on his body to get him to go faster. She had already came, wanted to cum again, and she needed to feel his cum shoot into her to help end this itch deep inside her. She groaned and moaned to him to go faster, and fill her with his cum. She pleaded with him to shoot it deep into her. She was focused on only one thing now, and that was being impaled by his hard dick. Randy didn’t wait too long till he was slamming in and out of Laura at such a pace and force, that you could hear the smack of his balls hitting her ass, and the squish of her juices. Randy was totally concentrating on fucking Laura, and shooting his cum into her. Laura screamed out that she could feel his head growing. She knew he was just about to cum, so she opened her legs more to allow him to reach her deepest point.

Randy withdrew one last time, then slammed into Laura with such force that she grunted. He strained forward as hard as he could, so he was as deep then as he could be. The next thing that I heard was Laura telling him that she was cumming again, and could feel his sperm pulsing and shooting deep inside of her. She told him that it was so hot, and was hitting a good spot. In fact she said, “that’s a good spot” three times. Randy groaned out from the release of the pressure of his cum. Laura screamed out again that she could feel all of his cum, and it felt so good. Randy bent his head down to kiss Laura, and as soon as their mouths met, Laura moaned again.

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Lunch and a Hot Tub

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It was a warm spring day with low humidity, but very sunny and with a light breeze, enough to where you could hear the leaves on the trees rustling. It is a perfect day to get naked and jump into the hot tub outside after a tough workout. My friend’s house had a secluded back yard so it was easy to be out there naked without drawing attention. Before that, my lady friend and I decided to relax and have a nice lunch and talk a bit. She was really into yoga but did a variety of exercise to stay in shape, so she had a very fit body and strong core. There was no telling that this woman was just over ten years by senior, but she was very hot. Beautiful face, smile and eyes, along with a contagious laugh. I’m an average athletic male with muscular legs, pretty proportionate but outweighing my female counterpart significantly, making it easy to vary our positioning and try some new stuff. It’s a healthy lunch with some fresh vegetables and lean protein and some low music playing in the background. Although it did take her some time to make it, because I kept going up to her while she was at the counter and would start kissing her from behind and rubbing up against her, causing her to grab the back of my head or rub my cock from the outside of my clothes.

After finally finishing lunch, we made our way out to her back patio and to her hot tub. As we got closer we started taking our clothes off, taking our time to get into the tub, it is slippery you know. It feels good to be free with those jets massaging tight muscles and everything just hanging out! To see her bahis siteleri breasts just floating freely and out there just took my breath away! We are seated across from each other as we just sit back and relax. I have my head back and eyes closed as the jets massage my back and parts of my thighs. I feel something sliding up my leg to my crotch, she is reaching over with her feet and playing with my cock and balls as I look up briefly to see her smiling seductively and I just smile and lay my head back down and enjoy it. When my cock really starts to harden, I make my way over to her, kissing her lips and breasts as they peek out over the water and she massages my cock as my lips start making their way around both sides of her neck. She starts caressing my body, moving her hands from my hips to my chest and playing with my nipples then slowly back down to my inner thighs and cock. As I start to stand up straight, she kisses my abdomen slowly moving to my lower abdomen and on either side of my cock, using her hand to steady it as she licks it up and down until finally putting it into her mouth. I put my hands out to the side of the tub to steady myself as she sucks and strokes my penis with a passion that says she really wants it inside her, actually moaning as she continues to suck and stroke me.

She grabs my arm to pull me down towards her as she reclines back on the tub’s bench, grabbing my cock when I’m close enough and directs it into her pussy with a loud moan. Her legs are wrapped around me and her arms are above her head as she grabs canlı bahis siteleri the top of the hot tub, while my hands are outside of hers. I’m trying not to pump her too hard because the water would keep splashing in her face, but I do vary the speeds a little just for fun, her face keeping the same passionate expression throughout. She takes her hands and starts massaging my chest and says she wants to suck my cock some more, lightly pushing my chest so I can back up and give her room to start sucking and stroking my cock. She has the best cadence of sucking and stroking that makes it feel real good until I decide to return the favor, having her slide back up so she is sitting on the side of the tub.

As I kiss her inner thigh, I work my way in to her clit, licking and sucking it until I stick my tongue between her pussy lips, licking rapidly as I pleasure her clit with my thumb and she has one hand on my head. I move her legs over my shoulders and pick her up enough so I am kneeling in the water on the bench and her shoulders leaning on the side of the tub as I continue to lick her pussy as she begins to moan louder. I stop only a moment to ask if she wants my cock inside her, continuing again until she says, “yes, I want to feel you inside me!” She slides down to the bench as I have her bent over, grabbing the side of the tub as I penetrate her juicy pussy from behind, pounding her hard. She starts moaning loudly and continually expressing to fuck her harder and continues saying, “yes, yes, ahh, that’s so good!” I keep right güvenilir bahis on pounding as the water splashes around until she says she wants to be on top riding me as she looks into my eyes. So I slow down then let her up as I recline on the bench and she climbs on, slowly guiding my hard cock deep into her pussy.

She starts moving her hips slowly as she begins to ride my rod, leaning back slightly as her lean abdominals become more evident the more she moves her hips. It kind of makes it hard to caress her breasts but I still try while also enjoying them bouncing up and down and hear her joyful, passionate moans. She keeps asking me if I like it and if it feels good, between her moaning and telling me how much she likes it, and of course I give her nice short answers something along the line of “yes!” As she rides me harder and harder, and boobs bouncing, I tell her I’m about to cum right before she tells me and we cum together, both bodies gyrating with ecstasy and she leans forward onto me. Wrapping her arms around me as I keep moving my hips, trying to work all of the cum out while inside her, she’s holding me tight kissing my lips and neck.

We both get out and lie in the sun to dry off, but as we are lying there she starts to caress my body, licking, and playfully biting my nipples as she began to fondle my balls and cock. As my cock starts to get hard, she continues to kiss my lips, neck and chest while teasing y nipples and she begins to stroke my cock. She pulls one leg over top of nine to allow me to pleasure her pussy with one hand as she jerks me off faster and faster, while still teasing my nipples, until cum explodes out of my cock and she moans from her own orgasm. Gently, she rubs the cum around my abdomen, kissing it and the tip of my penis, then just lies there half on me as the sun sets on the horizon.

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Rekindling the Flame

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The following story was edited by Fullcore2, to whom I am very grateful. It was held up in editing for almost a month and represents my first attempt at a story for this site. Feedback is deeply appreciated, be it positive or negative and especially if it is constructive. – PSLL

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It had been years since I discovered physical love with my older brother. Not full sex mind you, just the joy of touching and being touched between two people. Two people old enough to want it but too young to really know any better. Truthfully, I started to doubt that it really happened and began to wonder if it wasn’t just some trick of my memory seeing as we never talked about it; and that seemed like something we would have talked about at some point. There was some apprehension right after it happened, a mix of terror at what we had done mixed with the yearning to do it again. But time went on; I found other boys, he found other girls and it just never came up.

I read somewhere that incest between siblings was the most common kind; despite the fact father-daughter cases get all the press. It was immensely comforting to know that I wasn’t a freak, that maybe my friends might have had the same tight-lipped guilt as me. I even considered admitting it once or twice in intimate late night chats, just throwing it out there and seeing if that broke some tactfully ignored wall between me and my confidant. I never did. Hell, I probably wouldn’t even be admitting it here behind the veil of Internet anonymity and knowing full well that my story would soon be lost in the vast galaxy of perversions, except that it happened again. This time we were both older and experienced enough to not only understand what we were doing, but to also embrace it.

Between my sophomore and junior years in college I returned home, working a summer job my dad had lined up for me in his office. It was nice to be back home with my friends, catching up on who were doing what and seeing how all those big high school plans were turning out. Environment changes people and I felt like an entirely different person back at home than I was at college; frequenting forgotten hang-outs and remembering how awesome stupid high school pastimes were. There were differences, of course. We had all discovered the joys of alcohol in and out of moderation. We talked about the new and exciting ideas we were getting exposed to; late night conversations bastardizing Marx and quantum physics had been elevated to a new level. It was a brief, magical interlude where the wisdom of growing up met the carefree nature of youth and I loved it.

My brother had just graduated. He had a job all lined up for the fall, so he was back in town for one last real summer and we were probably closer now than we’d ever been. He was feeling the weight of the world coming down on his shoulders and I was doing the best I could to be a supportive sister. Mostly that meant making little diversions whenever our parents started drilling him too hard about his long term plans, but it also meant being a sympathetic ear when he needed it.

One night we were watching some late night TV down in the living room. Even in July it managed to be cool enough down there that cuddling under a blanket was pleasant thing to do. I was nestled up against my brother, my head resting on his shoulder. He’d always been more of a jock than me; all lean muscle opposed my soft curves. I did my cardio and all that, but I was still a couple of pounds north of where I wanted to be. A fair sized cluster of empty beer bottles testified to our states of mild intoxication and the warm glow of alcohol spreading through my body made him seem all the more snuggleable.

We were talking about how we were growing apart. We spoke of how things used to be and how things would change; how we would see each other and our parents less now. We’d hated each other when we were little. I told him how he’d been a brat, pulling my hair or teasing me with his friends. He laughed about and apologized, playfully bumping up against me. I was grinning like an idiot. I felt so perfect being there with the person I shared so much of my life with, talking, laughing and feeling his firm, steady body against mine. He felt so good right there, pressed up against me…

Then the talking stopped. We sat there, a heavy silence hanging over us. I felt it suffocating me. There was something between us, like a wedge, separating us and I was desperate to tear it away and get back to that moment of being so perfectly in synch with my brother. I wanted to feel like I could share myself with him. I wanted to be truly and completely open with him, but I knew I couldn’t. It was almost physically painful to feel how cut off I was from him. I knew needed to end it, knew I had break the flood gate. We sat there in uncomfortable quiet for a few moments until I couldn’t take it anymore. I spoke softly, having to shakily force each word out.

“Do you remember those games we used bahis siteleri to play?” I asked.

Even as I said it was panicking, telling myself I was an idiot for saying it. Maybe they had never happened and he would just be confused. Or maybe he would remember them and think I was sick, yearning for them when he was just being friendly. Maybe I would just drive him further away. I looked at him out of the corner of my eye, swallowing down the knot in my throat.

He looked at me, eyes wide in surprise, nervous. “You mean the bed games?” he said.

So they had happened and he knew exactly what I was talking about. But what now, I thought. Was this just a memory for him? Or did he want it to? It wasn’t too late to play it off as a silly reminiscence, to deny that familiar spark I felt; my nipples were perking up under my bra, eager feeling between my legs.

“Yeah,” I managed with a nervous laugh.

He shuffled a bit in his seat, managing to face me a little more. He was wearing a t-shirt that spread over his broad chest, so manly now. I didn’t quite manage to close my lips and I could feel them half parted.

“I do,” he said. At that my mind reeled for a couple of moments. I wanted a signal. A definite signal. Something to let me know I was not going to make myself into an idiot, or worse, a pervert. I wanted it again, but I couldn’t say it.

“Was I any good?” I asked lamely. Of course I hadn’t been good.

He laughed, a sly half grin on his face as he shook his head. He was playing it off. That was a relief. It had been a mistake to bring it up. I had been stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

“Well… I still think about it sometimes,” he said, more confident now. His hand was resting on my knee and making my heart flutter. I had broken up with my last boyfriend before finals and I hadn’t been touched like that in a while. Was I misreading it? Should I make a move? It was wrong, maybe I should just walk out, maybe the silence was better.

“So do I.” I almost hiccupped the words.

He leaned in closer to me, his face hovering over mine, a few days’ stubble accentuating his rugged tan as he gently stroked my cheek. I could feel my breath coming too fast and shallow to do much good. I felt lightheaded as his lips drifted to mine, brushing them in a fleeting trial kiss.

“You were always cute when you were nervous, and you always got so damned nervous,” he said with a chuckle.

God, I didn’t expect him to be this forward, this confident, this… masculine. His slightly parted lips came to mine again starting a second, deeper kiss in slow motion. It wasn’t too late; I could tell him he was reading me wrong, that I had just been remembering times long gone. I could still walk away, be normal. I didn’t though. Instead I tilted my head back, feeling his lips against mine. I felt the warmth of his mouth meeting mine, our tongues intertwining as his arms slipped around me, pulling me against his body. I could feel my tits pressed against his chest and I made muffled noises into his mouth as my arms slid around him.

I don’t know how long we made out but we definitely weren’t the clumsy teens we had been, him in particular. He was strong, confident, and assertive. His hands roved over the arch of my back, pulling me against him so I felt enveloped in his body. I wanted to wrap myself up in him like a blanket and lose myself. He broke the kiss and his lips found their way to my neck, right under the corner of my jaw as he wet it with his lips for a moment before his teeth grazed gently over it. I tossed my head back, offering that secret sweet spot up to him, gasping as I stared at the ceiling hugging tightly to him. Our bodies rubbed against each other through our shirts as my fingers clawed clumsily at his back.

“You’ve wanted this for a while, haven’t you sis?” he asked in a bemused, hungry voice between kisses on my cheek bones.

“And you didn’t?” I teased back, still flustered. I ran a hand up his neck, cupping the back of his head as I kissed his ear, the low thrum of arousal drowning out my nervousness.

“Maybe…”

Our lips locked in another kiss. My brother’s hand was in my lap rubbing my upper thigh, threatening to give me what I wanted. I scooted my hips forward on the couch and put my hand on his as muffled sounds of urgency escaped my mouth. As I melted into him his fingers brushed my mons and I spread my thighs, offering myself up to him. What if mom or dad woke up? Would they hear us? See us there? The nervous buzz blurred my arousal and amplified it as his hand lay flat on my pussy, rubbing me through my pants.

He pulled back, smiling at my clumsy attempts to follow him. I knew he was enjoying it. Enjoying seeing my need and knowing that he was controlling it, stoking it. All I could do was make a half-formed plea and stare the rising bulge in his pants, realising I wasn’t the only one feeling the need, the want.

“You always were canlı bahis siteleri eager sis…” he teased as he slipped his fingers under the waist of my pants and panties. He was touching me were no brother should ever touch his sister. I looked up at him afraid yet eager, wanting it so bad but knowing that I shouldn’t. I felt like a virgin all over again.

He crooked his finger, tickled the top of my cleft and teased my clit making me suck in a sudden, shaky breath.

“I missed seeing you like this, but do you know what I really missed?” As he spoke his free hand undid his pants, the zipper easing down. I could see the white briefs stretched out over his cock. It was hidden away and straining against its confines, wanting me like I wanted it.

“Get down there sis.” He ordered as his hand slid out of my panties. I think he wanted to give me a little push down but I was off the couch before he could, slipping straight to my knees and waddling between his thighs. Instead, he pulled down his briefs and his turgid shaft popped out in front of my face.

It was big and veiny, curving up defiantly against gravity and bobbing in my face with his pulse. Confronted with his manhood I felt the full awkward weight of freedom. He wasn’t guiding me anymore, and now I had to take charge, had to lead our obscene dance. I laughed nervously, wrapping my fingers around his shaft, feeling the hot blood throb through it.

“It’s bigger than I remembered.”

He chuckled and rand his fingers through my hair, knees propped wide to let me in. “You’ve grown a lot too sis.”

Lost for words, I leaned in and flicked the tip of tone across the smooth round head of his cock. He moaned and leaned back and I could feel his hand grip the back of his head. I had a flash in my mind of my dad coming down and imagined how I would have to jump upright and buy my brother time to put himself away. The horrifying, ridiculous image made me laugh again.

“Oh, you like that huh?” he asked, petting my scalp again.

“Mm hm…” I affirmed as I lifted his fucktool and lay my tongue flat against the bottom, dragging it slowly up.

He sank back into the couch, moaning, fingers tangled in my hair. That is what I love about blowjobs, the feeling of giving myself to my partner, being an instrument of their pleasure. The fact that he was my brother and this was sick and wrong added to the thrill, gave an energy that charged the slow, wet attentions of my tongue.When his shaft was slathered with my spittle I pulled back and looked at its glistening wet length as I licked my lips. I felt him stir and look down at me wondering what I was doing, his eyes pleading, wanting my mouth back on him. After a brief moment, I dove down onto his cock, feeling it between my lips and holding it in my mouth as I let go of it with my hands. His pant covered thighs brushed my cheeks as I closed my eyes and guided myself by feel, tilting my head this way and that, following what felt natural in this unnatural union.

“One sec, one sec!” he blurted, pushing back on my forehead.

I pulled away from him. I was so lost in the moment that I wondered why for a few seconds before I realised he was pushing down his pants. As I helped him get them down around his ankles I noticed both of us were breathing in short shallow breaths, wanting this awkward interruption done with and as soon as it was, I went straight back to work. I could feel the hot skin of his thighs on my cheeks now and as I tongued his member I ran my hands ran up and down his legs, letting my nails gently scratch him.

“Oh yeah, oh yeah…” His voice was tight with need, feeding my hunger as I dived down as deep as I could on his cock, feeling wayward pubes brush my nose and lips.

Whatever I said back to him was lost in mumbled vibrations around his cock. My hands found their way under him, cupping his tight ass and feeling it as I slurped his cock. A new viscous feel and salty taste let me know that his prick was oozing pre-cum into my mouth.

“Mm, hold up a bit.” He said as he pushed my head gently back so that his now shiny cock bobbed free of my mouth.

I wetted my lips with my tongue, the tang of his pre-cum colouring the flavour of my skin. We looked at each other for a moment, my brother’s big hands brushing a few wayward strands of hair back from my face as his fingers combed back through my hair. I was hot and eager and that momentary stillness made me restless, even as his fingers teased and stroked my hair.

He bent forward from the chair and curled his fingers under my shirt, pulling it up. I raised my arms and let him expose me. When my shirt was off I shrugged off my bra. The look on his face when he saw my tits was priceless. Like a lot of girls I get neurotic about my looks, but when a guy looks at me just like my brother was and I can see the craving in his eyes, it all comes together.

“Do you like them, big brother?” I teased güvenilir bahis as I stood up, my hands sliding from my collarbone down under my breasts and cupping them up as I raised them for his inspection.

He was grinning like an idiot as he nodded and when he leaned back in the couch I could feel my own idiot smile as I straddled his lap. I laced my fingers behind his head and drew him to my bosom. He was as eager and attentive a lover as I could have hoped for. He kissed along the inner contours of my tits as his tongue traced along the edge of my areola. He teased me until I gave in, twisting my body to deliver my nipple to his lips. As he teased it with his tongue and lips I sighed and offered my other breast up to his sweet attentions.

After a few minutes like that we stumbled back to his room, our hands still all over each other. I was fumbling backwards, feeling his body push against mine as his strong arms wrapped around me. My feet left the floor and my legs curled around him, needing his closeness, wanting the feeling of him pushed up against me. He dropped me on the edge of his bed and our eyes met for one hungry moment as he crouched down in front of me pulling off my pants and panties all together so I could kick them away without a thought.

Looking down I could see him parting my knees and I reclined back on my palms. A wonderful tense expectation was thrumming through me as I felt his lips on my inner thighs. He raked his nails gently over my skin and followed with a playful nip a little higher up. God did I want it right then. I bit my lip trying to hold back my eagerness. I didn’t wish to give too much away even as my toes curled with excitement as he inched closer. I scooted forward on the sheets to the very edge then reached down and ran my fingers through his hair, coaxing his head towards me. Right up until the last second he teased me. His fingers slowly, and gently parted me, making me whimper as I felt his breath on me before he dove in. He was good, starting with quick flicks of his tongue right across my clit and making me moan and twist over him. Just as I was getting used to that he shifted and began long, slow licks across my slit that left me teased and yearning for more. I curled my legs around, pulling him in, needing him back at my button.

He obliged and soon his quick, cat-like tongue was teasing me up and up. I started to run my hands over my body, every sensation adding to the sizzling pleasure that ran through my body. When I cupped my breasts I could feel my fingers brush my hard nipples. It sent a sudden jolt through me and I seized on it, pinching and pulling them. From my pussy to my tits I was pure hot lust and as I stoked it, pushed it, I tossed my head back and moaned.

“Yeah, that’s it, more…” I didn’t even really know what I was saying, but my fevered mind just moved my mouth. I’d never come from being eaten out before, but that night I thought I might.

Then it stopped. I felt him rising between my legs and scrambled to collect myself. Everything was still tinged by the eager ache in my pussy, the knowing that all it needed was just a bit more, that it was all built up and it could either erupt or peter disappointingly out. I looked at him stand in front of me; his full, fat cock cradled in the one hand that gently stroked it. I wet my lips again, trying to get some composure, thinking about sucking it again. That’s when he started climbing on the bed and I leaned back, yielding to his advance. As he crawled over me I scooted back on his covers and looked up at him and felt fast shallow breaths between my slightly parted lips. I saw the look in his eyes and there was no doubt. He was going to fuck me.

We’d already gone much farther than we ever had before, but this was a whole new level. I was on the pill, but we didn’t have a condom and I didn’t know who he had been with. But right then, in the heat of the moment, it didn’t matter. His lips came down to mine and my world collapsed to just the feel of him up against me. My hands ran along his back as I felt him guide his head right up to my entrance. He broke the kiss and looked down at me. I looked up at him, our eyes locked as I felt him push into me, opening me.

We clumsily kissed a few more times, our teeth bumping as hands groped and bodies rubbed together. He pushed all the way into me and I felt completely full as his wiry pubic hair teased my mons and his hips ground up against my clit. I was so, so close, when he pushed it all the way in I felt it push me over the edge. I gripped onto him and worked my hips as best I could while riding the wave that crashed through my body. As it subsided I fell back to the sheets and I heard the last few grunts of him finishing, emptying his own need inside me. I felt him pull out and roll off me as I stared at the ceiling, breathing and trying to remember how to move.

In the warm afterglow I felt him stroke my hair and kiss my cheek, like a lover should. I turned to him and we kissed again. He lay on his back and I lay beside him propped on my elbow, running my hand down along his chest. In the post-coital haze everything felt new, better.

“I wanted this so bad,” I admitted, happy how natural it was to say that now,

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He walked into the room quietly. She was already in bed wearing his over-sized T shirt. He stood over her in bed and smiled to himself. It was amazing how she could evoke so much lust and love in him all at the same time. Biting his lip he wanted her so badly that he ached. He climbed next to her in bed and grinned as he felt he himself growing hard from just thinking about what he wanted to do to her.

His hands explored her body gently as his lips traced butterfly kisses on her neck. She moaned softly in her sleep. He lifted the T-Shirt high enough so that he had access to her breasts; kneading them softly and pinching her nipples into little peaks. Another soft moan escaped from her lips.

He replaced his fingers with his lips. His tongue dancing circles on the undersides of her breasts. Tasting her and sucking softly at first, then harder and harder. His hand slipped into her panties to explore. He slipped a finger into her when she was wet enough. Then, another. And another.

She moaned again, her eyes half opened. Her hands cupped the back of his neck and she tried to pull his head towards her nipple. She wanted to be bitten. To feel his stubble graze her and his teeth and tongue made her yearn to be touched more.

He trailed kisses from her breasts to her neck. Lingering where he knew she loved to be kissed. The smell of her hair filled his senses. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. Enjoying the scent of her.

He realized that he had stopped fingering her when he felt her hand move on top of his, lifting and pushing his fingers into her again.

‘Mmm… you’re such a naughty girl. You’re soaked already,’ he whispered quietly into her ear his breath hot on her.

‘Baby… I’m horny…’ she said turning bonus veren siteler to him to kiss him hard on the lips. Her clever fingers slowly unzipped him and gripped his member possessively. She sucked on his lower lip hard, then pushed her tongue into his mouth, thrusting it like she wanted to feel him thrusting into her, swallowing his groans as she jack hammered him into delirium.

His hands bunched into her hair, and pulled gently her back from his face. Her eyes were heavy and her lips were full. He pushed her onto her back.

‘I’m going to fuck you.’ He said simply.

He wanted her too badly to take off his clothes. He needed to feel himself buried inside her wetness and heat. Climbing on top of her, he spread her legs a little roughly. Pushing the tip of into her teasing her wet entrance.

He felt her hands on his ass, pulling him towards her.

‘Just fuck me,’ she moaned.

He grabbed her hands and her behind her. ‘Don’t tell me what to fucking do baby.’

He slipped into her a little more. Teasing her mercilessly. She wrapped her legs around his back and used them to pull him deeper into her. He pulled out of her before she could enjoy the fullness of his hard on.

‘Baby… baby… please… don’t make me beg…’ she whimpered.

He slammed himself into her. Enjoying how slippery and hot she was. She clamped her muscles, squeezing him hard. He filled her, fucking her hard. She raised her ass of the bed, meeting his thrusts.

‘Oh, fuck yea… fuck me baby…’ she moaned enjoying being taken hard and quickly.

‘Oh fuck… fuck…. Baby, don’t you dare stop… I’ll fucking kill you… I’m… unff… cummingg… I’m CUMMING…’ she screamed.

She bahis didn’t have to tell him. He felt her muscles contract around him and her becoming even wetter than she already was. It was enough to make him lose control. Almost anyway. He lifted half her body off the bed so that his hands were on her hips and her lower torso in mid air.

‘Mmm… baby… fuck me deeper…. fuck me harder…’ she whispered.

He lifted her legs and rested it on his shoulder. He sucked on the soft of her calf and he continued taking her. He leaned forward so he could squeeze her breasts as he fucked her.

‘Oh God…. you’re so fucking tight baby… Squeeze me baby… show me how much you want me in you…’ he groaned aloud.

She obliged, loving that it felt like he was getting bigger and bigger and harder as he continue ploughing into her. Both their entire lower torso were soaked with her wetness.

He pushed on her side and began to spoon her. His lips, tongue and teeth busy on her neck. Slipping into her slowly and pulling out again. And again. Taking his time, enjoying her. Using her for his pleasure. He moved his fingers over her clitoris, rubbing it softly as he made love to her gently.

‘I love fucking you… I’m just gonna keep fucking you slowly…. your body was made for me to fuck like this,’ he whisper between nibbling on her ear.

‘I’m close…. almost there… take me harder baby… I can take it… push yourself up me so hard that I scream…’ she said moving her hands backwards to feel for his back.

‘I don’t want to cum yet baby…. I just want to keep making love to you like this forever…’

He bit down on her neck sucking hard and rubbed her faster. Then he felt himself pushed hard deneme bonusu onto his back.

‘If you won’t fuck me… I’ll fuck you…’ she said, straddling him. Grinding hard into him.

‘Oh fuck baby…’ he groaned.

She lifted her self up and let gravity impale her on his hardness. She felt him push upwards to meet her.

Angry now she leaned forward and bit hard on his nipple, making him gasp in pain.

‘I told you. I’m fucking you. Not the other way round. Stay still while I fuck your brains out,’ she growled at him. Then she started fucking him. Hard. Driving him insane with ecstasy. She leaned on her hands, grinding herself into him.

‘Oh God…’ he said, biting on his lip. ‘I’m gonna cum baby… I’m gonna explode…’

‘Don’t you dare fucking cum before I do…’ she hissed… grinding on him harder and harder. Her hands holding the bed post for support so she could take him harder. He groaned in pleasure, and frustration…. desperately need to cum. He bit into his lip harder, and felt something salty slip onto his tongue. Blood.

‘I’m close…. unfff… so close…. Oh! Oh fuck!’ she said fucking him so hard he knew he would have bruises later. She leaned forward to kiss him hard. Moaning into his mouth. All the time never stopping to slip him in and out of her with a steady but furious pace.

‘Baby… cum with me… cum with me now….’ she trailed her fingernails down his chest hard.

He groaned like a man possessed. Gripping her hands hard, he exploded inside her. The sensation of hot jets of his cum filling her; burning at her insides triggered her climax and she screamed in pleasure.

Covered in sweat and smelling of the sweet scent of sex, they lay in bed a while touching and kissing.

‘I love you baby.’ he said, kissing her.

‘I love you too baby.’ she smiled and rested her head on his chest listening to his heart beat.

Casually pinching his nipple. She whispered again, ‘Baby… I’m horny…’

He smiled. So this was loving lust.

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Gramps for the Summer Ch. 02

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The summer was coming to an end and I was preparing to return to school. My summer job had been fun and I had learned a lot but it was over and I spent my days at the pool or shopping with friends.

Outside of work, I had spent most of the summer with my grandfather. From the outside, I had tried to make it look as innocent as a grandfather and granddaughter relationship should look. I called him sir and we went to church, went for walks, played golf, and made it look like I was helping him around the house as a good granddaughter does.

Alone, we were anything my normal. After his first visit to my room, we never slept apart and rarely slept wearing clothes. Although we didn’t fuck every night, he regularly fed my hairy blonde pussy his thick eighty-four-year-old trouser snake. I had slept with one boy from school a few times but over that summer I had gained valuable knowledge in how to please a guy and what I enjoyed the most.

Over the summer I had felt more and more comfortable with the notion of casual sex with my grandfather. Not a lot of kissing on the lips but some. I believe we were both filling a void and, as two adults, we agreed to keep in between us and have fun.

As a benefit to living alone with him, we regularly fucked wherever, whenever and as often as we wanted to. I was often pleasantly surprised at how active his libido was but he had to take a blue pill every once in a while to keep up with me. We often walked around nude once it was too late for surprise visitors. I loved cuddling nude under a blanket as we watched a movie or on the back deck looking up into the stars.

He had eaten my pussy numerous times and it was a miracle his neighbors hadn’t heard us fucking by the pool. Maybe they had. I had never enjoyed sucking my boyfriend’s cock but I had grown to enjoy listening to my grandfather moan in pleasure as my tongue and lips treated his cock to a pre-fuck appetizer. He had prematurely unloaded more than once while I perfected my cock sucking craft. He had treated my throat and tonsils to a thick cum wash on numerous occasions.

Once, I even gave him a blowjob in a parking lot and he fucked me on his favorite par three tee box at the golf club after losing a series of bets on the golf course.

The first bet stipulated that if I made my 30 foot put he had to buy me a new outfit and if I missed I had to carry his bag for a hole. I missed.

The second bet was that if he chipped in, we would walk onto the golf course after dark and he could fuck me on the green. If he missed, he had to take me to a fancy dinner. He missed.

The third bet was on his favorite hole. Number 7, a 170-yard par three. If he hit his ball to two feet of the hole I reluctantly agreed to let him fuck me on the tee box one night after the course closed. He confided in me that having sex with a beautiful woman on the golf course was his all-time biggest desire. I agreed, thinking there was no way in hell he could accomplish it. I countered that if he didn’t hit his ball within two feet of the hole, he had to let me drive his Ferrari for a week. He balked initially at my portion of the bet but agreed. He almost hit a hole-in-one. The final measurement of his ball from the hole was 7 inches.

I refused to bet for a while but won a few small bets since he couldn’t stop thinking about hole number seven. Neither could I.

Finally, we got to the last par three. We were both about 10 feet from the cup although I was laying 3 and he was laying 1. If I made the put I got to get served breakfast in bed and if he made the put, I had to suck his dick in the parking lot. I balked at his bet but his triple-breaking downhill put looked impossible. I missed my put by an inch. He sank his.

As we walked to the clubhouse he joked that he wished he had started playing golf with me a lot earlier and how his handicap would be a lot lower.

after a few drinks we met up with his buddies and he relived all of his illegal bahis shots. Thankfully, he left out the part about our bets.

It was dark once we returned to the car. I looked around and reached over to open his fly. He stopped me. O looked up at him.

“A bet is a bet grandaddy. Just tell me if anyone comes toward us.”

He quickly reclined his seat and helped me free his already hard cock. I was a little nervous but I honestly believe it was the best blow-job I ever gave him. I licked and sucked his swollen head. I took him deep in my mouth for the first time and felt his head in my throat. I fought of choaking as I fondled his large balls and he humped my mouth. He groaned and gasped as I slurped and swallowed his winning load while he squeezed my tits that he had exposed while I was giving him head.

He was so spent, I had to drive us home.

A few weeks later we got all dressed up and had a splendid dinner in the formal dining room. After dinner, we snuck onto the golf course and walked to the seventh tee box. I lowered my panties and handed them to him. I pulled my dress up as I sat down on the edge of his coveted tee box. I opened my thighs and reminded him that this was his chance to knock a hole-in-one. He had me sit on his jacket and he dropped his pants and boxers. It took a while for him to get hard enough to enter me and I got worried that someone might find us.

He accused me of wanting to get out of my bet so, I sucked him until he was hard and, once he was hard, I sat down on him. The grass was damp and my knees were stained when he rolled me over, guided my ankles around his neck, and fucked me long and hard.

I had to cover his mouth to quiet his moans as he unleashed a torrent of cum into my pussy like no other.

We discretely found our way back to his car giggling like two idiots. I was a mess and so was he. We d grass stains everywhere and my inner thighs were soaked from his cum as it oozed out of my freshly and well-fucked pussy. Once home we discovered he had dropped and lost my panties.

There were rumors for weeks about the panties the greenskeeper found and obvious signs of two teens sneaking off and having sex on the seventh green.

I looked at my relationship with my grandfather as a safe secret. I knew that no one would ever expect an eighty-four-year-old grandfather would be fucking his cute and innocent granddaughter. Hell, most people, including me before that summer, thought that eighty-four-year-old men could get his dick hard enough to have sex. I was wrong about that

Although I thought we were careful, it was anything but safe. The pill took care of birth control and I was religious about taking it every morning but we almost got caught a few times. A few times my mother came over early without calling and once, a delivery boy just missed getting an eye full of me getting pounded from behind by the pool.

I can still recall my mother showing up one morning very early and very unexpectedly. I was naked in bed with my grandfather when we heard her car pull up. I sat up and listened intently. I jumped up and ran to the window and saw my mother stepping out of her car. I ran to my room and pulled on an old overly large sweatshirt, grabbed an empty glass, and dashed towards the kitchen. My grandfather quickly jumped up and went to his shower.

I was almost in the kitchen when I saw my mother walk in the door. I took a deep breath and tried to look as casual and surprised as I could look. I had tried to make it look as if I had just come from the kitchen for a drink.

I greeted my mother. I saw myself in the mirror on the wall behind my mother as she stood in the hall. I smiled but even I saw that guilt was written all over my face. I approached her and gave her a slight hug but pulled away quickly and stood as far away from her as I could. She made small talk at first but abruptly asked where my grandfather was.

I casino siteleri lied. I knew he was in the shower but acted like I didn’t have a clue. I tried to maintain eye contact but my grandfather’s cum running down my inner thigh from our late night fuck distracted me. From the reflection, I saw my tangled and messy hair.

I felt my heart pound as I thought of my year in the dorm and seeing the girls in the hall after their boyfriends had slept with them. We always teased each other about missionary hair. You know, the tangled long hair caused by constant friction against the sheets from constant thrusting and their heads sliding up against the sheets and toward the headboard.

Oh shit, I had a bad case of missionary hair.

I also saw that the old tattered sweatshirt was barely long enough to conceal my bush and my ass, well my ass cheeks were exposed.

I tried to remain calm. My world felt so small. My mother’s eyes went up and down my body. I felt a lump in my throat.

“Please tell me that you don’t dress like that around your grandfather.”

My heart pounded. My face got warm and flush.

“Do you think I would always walk around the house like this mother? Please. I just woke up. I don’t even know for sure if he is awake.”

She sighed. “Well for God’s sake. Put some clothes on when you leave your room or get some decent pajamas.”

I must have given her a mean stare.

“For God’s sake, he is an old man. You might give him a heart attack if he saw you like that.”

She smiled. I knew I had dodged a bullet.

“You are a funny mom.”

“Yes but I am serious about getting proper pajamas. I am also serious about him being a man.”

“Ok, mom. But now, I will go shower and, since I hear granddad’s shower, maybe you would make his coffee.”

My mother smiled and gave me an evil look. “I am not his coffee bitch. You are the one that lives here. Maybe you can be his coffee bitch. Is that what you do every morning, make his coffee?”

I smiled. “Yes.”

She smiled and I giggled. “I guess I am his coffee bitch.”

She smirked. “Well as long as that is the only type of bitch.”

I screamed. “Mother.”

She smiled and made a strange face.

“Mom, why are you here? I think grandaddy plans to go play golf this morning.”

“I guess you will find out soon enough. I am here to tell you and grandaddy that your dad, his son, asked me for a divorce.”

My heart jumped. My mother’s act of being strong faded and tears welled up in her eyes. I knew she had cheated on him and I had heard he knew but I had thought they working things out.

I instinctively reached out to hug her and as we embraced my sweatshirt lifted and exposed everything below my waist. Thankfully, my mother’s eyes were closed and her head fell to my shoulder when she began to sob. I held her torn between empathy and wanting to tell her that is what she got for cheating.

I was trapped and I couldn’t move. I felt the cool air on my ass and, glancing into the mirror, I saw the pale shape of my bare hips.

“Mom, let me shower and I will join you in the kitchen. Do you want me to make you some coffee and then tell granddaddy you are here?”

My mother pulled away and took a step back. She started to speak but stopped. Her eyes quickly traveled up and down my body. The sweatshirt hadn’t fallen when she pulled away and my thick blonde bush was out on display.

“Mandy, oh my God. You aren’t wearing panties.”

I pushed the shirt down. “Mom, I was going to take a shower when you came. I was just getting some water to drink first.”

My mother blushed and looked down towards the hem of the tattered old shirt.

“Ok, but I would advise you not to go around with your crotch and ass exposed like that. People might get the wrong impression. As I said earlier, your grandfather is a man. You do realize that he is a man. He might be poker siteleri old but he is a man. Men think differently than women. Maybe you figured that out already. This isn’t your sorority house. You need to dress decently. I didn’t raise you this way.”

I looked in the mirror. The reflection revealed long thick wisps of my blonde pubes from below the hem.

My heart pounded. “Mother. That wasn’t called for.”

I turned and quickly walked to the bathroom and closed the door. Once inside, I closed the toilet lid and sat down. My body was shaking. I thought my heart would jump out of my chest.

After a shower, I dressed and went to join my grandfather and mother in the kitchen. I stopped in the hall just short of the kitchen when I heard them speaking in a hushed tone.

I listened intently.

My grandfather spoke. “We both knew that this day would come. Do you think he has any idea?”

My mother responded. “No. And he has no idea how long. I think he knows that Mandy may not be his but no idea about Victoria.”

My grandfather. “Is she his? You told me she was.”

My mother’s voice cracked and she took deep breaths between words. “No, we both know she isn’t his. I said that to make us both feel good.”

My grandfather. “And Victoria. Is she his?”

My mother’s voice was low and weak. “I don’t know. She could be your too.”

My grandfather. “Too. You mean you have lied to me this whole time. You said they were his. Why now? What changed? It is bad enough that we have been together and lied to others but now I hear you have been lying to me too. And Victoria. Is she his or mine?”

There was silence.

My grandfather. “oh shit. What happened to make him question you now?”

My mother. “Victoria, she needed a medical procedure to see why she isn’t able to get pregnant. Part of the test was genetic testing. She saw her father and her weren’t, well that he wasn’t her father.”

My grandfather. “Oh, his mother is rolling in her grave by now. If she knew, we would both be dead. Maybe she will come back from the dead and kill me. I asked you to be careful but it took both of us.” There was a pause. “No one can ever know about us. No one. No one ever. This is bad honey.”

My mother. “I have missed you. I have been so alone this summer.”

My grandfather. “Stop. Oh, stop. Stop talking about this right now. Mandy can never know. Oh God, I wish I never knew. Are you sure. Well, are you sure about Mandy too. Being mine. Being my child?”

My mother. “Always. But not Victoria. I have always known Mandy was yours.”

My grandfather. “It would devastate him. Mandy is his Angel. They speak every day. He can never know. She can never know. Not now. Never.”

My mother. “Agree for everyone’s sake. No one can know.” There was a pause. “Why won’t you hold me? Are you upset with me? I have never cheated on you with anyone else. Just you. The rumors are not true.’

My grandfather. “It’s not you. It’s me. It’s just a surprise after all of these years and now. Well, Mandy has lived here all summer and we have bonded. I think it would devastate her. I am not upset other than I didn’t know. All of these years. Maybe it is best for all of us that I didn’t know.”

My mother. “Agree for everyone’s sake. No one can know. But it shouldn’t be a surprise. We had sex a lot. A lot. If I recall, you initiated it most of the time.”

My grandfather. “Yes. Yes, I recall. But let’s not talk anymore about that now.”

My heart was pounding in my chest. I was shaking. I tried to back down the hall to my room but the floor creaked.

My mother. “Shush. Did you hear something?”

I took a deep breath. I stepped forward.

“Hi there, are we still going to go play golf?”

I saw that my mother had red eyes and my grandfather looked pale.

“Can we reschedule honey. I think your mother needs my help today. You can go without me if you want. Tell the guys there is a family crisis. They will understand.”

Our eyes met. I have no doubt he knew that I had overheard their conversation. He swallowed hard.

I faked a smile. I agreed and went to my car and drove away. I was shaking so badly that I had to pull over and stop the car.

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Oscar and Irene Pt. 11

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One of my favorite things about sex with my wife, used to be the post-orgasmic bliss that we shared together. Even though my wife only ever permitted me to make love to her in the missionary position, I never really felt that I was missing out. I knew that Irene had grown up in a very sheltered environment, and would never give herself to another man. I also felt like the missionary position was the most intimate of all positions, as it facilitated kissing, eye-contact, and other forms of affection between a married couple. After we both enjoyed our orgasms, we would lay quietly, in no rush to uncouple, as we basked in the warm feelings of sexual release.

Or so I thought. However, now that I had been informed by a very reliable source that we never actually shared that sensation, due to the fact that Irene had faked most of her orgasms with me, the whole relaxing after sex seemed very pointless, particularly as Irene was far from satisfied.

This orgasm was different. Brought upon by the combination of Daphne’s verbal assault, her tender touches through the pocket of my pants, and two weeks without release on my part, it was a humbling, embarrassing affair, which I would rather never be mentioned again. I had blown my load in my underwear, like a horny teenager, as I looked down on the Summer House containing my wife and her boss. Having witnessed her complete submission to him earlier, I knew that the only reason he had taken her back there was to enjoy round two.

There was no post-orgasmic bliss associated with this release either, only a sense of shame and regret that I had been unable to control myself. Daphne was already heading towards the balcony door, her contempt for me evident as she spoke.

“No wonder Irene took another lover,” she said disdainfully. “You have been disappointing her since your wedding night. I can’t believe she waited this long.”

I felt my face redden at her taunts, my involuntary reaction made worse by the fact that I knew they were true.

“Go on,” she added with a laugh. “Go and watch them fuck in the Summer House. They are waiting for you.”

I heard Daphne’s high-heels clicking across the tiles on the balcony, before she disappeared into the bedroom. I decided to go back to the bar, have another cocktail, and try and relax and compose myself. However, I wasn’t even halfway down the staircase before I had a change of heart, and headed towards the Summer House.

It seemed like a much longer walk down the garden this time, probably because I knew exactly what I was going to witness. I had just had an orgasm, and even though the usual feelings of post-orgasmic bliss had evaporated immediately in response to Daphne’s taunts, I was still breathing hard and I could feel my ejaculate pooling in my underwear.

I heard my wife’s cries of pleasure once I got within about twenty feet of the Summer House. I wanted to turn around, walk away, seek refuge in the safety of the bar, but for some reason, I felt compelled to walk towards the noise. I saw them as I approached the window to the bedroom, artistically posed, coupled as they were in the missionary position.

Matt had quite a pace going, thrusting into my wife as she wriggled around beneath him. This was the only sexual position that I had ever taken Irene in, and she would normally lay passively beneath me, as I grunted and groaned my way to a speedy orgasm. She was anything but passive as she writhed around in ecstasy under Matt’s powerfully built frame, her legs wrapped tightly around his muscular ass, and her manicured fingertips intertwined across the back of his neck. Judging by the sheen of sweat that was visible across his forehead, they had been fucking for several minutes.

They would kiss occasionally, with no break in the rhythmic pounding, and with much more urgency than their usual tender embraces. Matt withdrew his lips from my wife’s, raised his head slightly, and looked directly into her eyes.

“Do you promise that you will do that for me?” he asked, canlı bahis right as she reached her next orgasm.

“Oh yes, Matt. I promise,” she squealed delightedly. “Right there. Don’t ever stop, baby. I will do whatever you want,” she cried out, as she came all over his cock.

Once the floodgates were open, my wife reached orgasm with more and more rapidity, the final one eliciting her declaration of undying love for this man. No matter how many times I heard Irene tell Matt that she loved him, it never got any easier. Irene and I dated for almost two years, before she finally told me that she loved me. Half a dozen earth-shattering orgasms, courtesy of Matt’s over-sized cock, and she was professing her never-ending love for him.

“Oh, Matt, that was incredible,” she gushed. “I have never felt so full. Are you ready to come inside me baby?”

“I want to fuck Kiki first,” he said authoritatively, as the young Asian from the dance floor, stepped into view, in the door of the bathroom.

I felt a twinge in my nuts as I took in this Asian beauty. She was absolutely stunning, only about five feet tall, but toned and lean, her taut stomach visible as she posed seductively for Matt. Her jet black hair, that was long and straight, hung down her front, draped over her small breasts, that were in perfect proportion to her tight little body. She was naked except for a tiny pair of black panties, and her demeanor was very submissive as she walked slowly towards Matt and Irene.

Matt remained balls-deep in my wife, although he turned his head and upper body towards the bathroom, so that he could admire the young Asian. When she reached the side of the bed, she lowered herself slowly to her knees, and placed one of her dainty hands on Matt’s muscular ass. Then she leaned into him, and tenderly kissed him. Irene looked on quietly as her boss made out with Kiki, and after a few moments, when their lips finally separated, Matt spoke.

“Why don’t you guys get to know each other?” he instructed, as he pulled out of my wife.

Kiki took a long look at Matt’s erect cock, as he slowly withdrew it from Irene’s pussy. It was quite an impressive sight, as it was still rock-hard, slick with my wife’s vaginal secretions, and his swollen nuts hung beneath it, as if to indicate his virility. Matt turned to leave the room, and Kiki lowered her lips to my wife’s, and they started to kiss.

I knew that Irene had never kissed a woman before, although Matt had forced her to eat Daphne’s pussy. I assumed that this was part of what she had promised Matt, in the throes of her orgasm. Matt returned to the room moments later, his erection still intact, but with Irene’s milky white fluids having been removed from it. I am not sure if the chemistry between Kiki and Irene was real, or manufactured for Matt’s enjoyment, but it seemed like they were really into each other. When Matt reached the side of the bed, the girls stopped kissing, and turned their attention to his needs.

Irene lowered her head to his cock first, seemingly staking claim to her man, as I watched her start to suck him off. She seemed much more comfortable this time, moving her lips across his cock-head and teasing his frenulum, as she maintained eye-contact with him. Kiki began to lower her lips to join my wife in a two-girl blowjob, but Matt put his hand under her chin, and spoke quietly.

“I want to wear a condom,” he said politely. “Safety first.”

My wife reached over onto the bedside table, and removed one of the condoms from the box that was lying on top of it. I don’t know if it was Matt who had the foresight to bring them, or if their relationship had evolved to the point that he took additional lovers, and she was just protecting herself, but it did seem like she was a willing participant in preparing him for sex with another woman. Maybe being forced to share Matt with Daphne had conditioned my wife to be less territorial, but Irene seemed okay with anything that contributed to Matt’s kaçak iddaa sexual pleasure.

As Irene tore open the distinctive black and gold packaging of the Magnum condoms, the letters XL were visible from my vantage point by the window, a stark contrast from the words “Little Boy” that were emblazoned across the packaging of the prophylactics that I was forced to use. I prayed that I would never have to “rubber up” in front of another woman, using those humiliating Japanese condoms.

Irene pulled the extra-large condom over the tip of Matt’s cock, and then Kiki extended her dainty hand, and the two of them rolled it all the way down Matt’s shaft, an indication that they were perfectly willing to share. Once the condom was in place, Kiki and my wife knelt on the floor before him, lowered their lips to his impressive member, and began to give him a tender, loving, two-girl blowjob. Kiki had apparently just applied her lipgloss before she emerged from the bathroom, and she was leaving traces of her hot-pink lipstick, all over Matt’s cock, encased as it was in a condom.

They worked in tandem to maximize Matt’s pleasure, and after several minutes he indicated that he was ready to fuck Kiki. The young Asian climbed onto the bed, and laid on her back. Matt stood by the side of the bed as my wife continued to blow him, and then he issued his next instructions.

“Take her panties off, Irene,” he ordered my wife.

My wife didn’t hesitate, slipping her hands inside the waistband of the tiny silk panties, and lowering them slowly down Kiki’s toned legs, until she slipped them over her feet, and discarded them on the floor.

“Is she wet, Irene?” Matt asked.

Irene looked briefly at Matt for clarification, and upon realizing that he was deadly serious, she extended one hand towards Kiki’s clean-shaved pussy.

“Use your mouth,” he said commandingly.

I know that Matt had forced my wife to eat Daphne’s pussy on more than one occasion, but this was a new development in their sexual relationship. Irene hesitated briefly, then seeming to remember the promises she had made him when she was orgasming, she lowered her lips between Kiki’s young legs, and extended her tongue, right as she neared Kiki’s clitoris.

As I heard the familiar squishing sounds of a wet pussy being eaten, it became apparent that Kiki had definitely self-lubricated. Perhaps it had occurred when Matt and her had gyrated and dry-humped on the dance floor. Perhaps as she had witnessed my wife getting fucked into oblivion by Matt. Perhaps even as she had shared Matt’s cock with my wife, as the two of them blew him. Maybe even as Irene had taken her panties off, and lowered her lips to eat Kiki out. Whatever the cause, Kiki was ready, and a few moments after Irene had started, she raised her lips from between Kiki’s legs, and stated the fucking obvious.

“She is wet, Matt,” Irene said, Kiki’s secretions evident all over her nose and chin.

“I see that,” Matt said with a smile. “Go and wash your face, baby.”

As Irene left the room, Matt lined up his cock-head with Kiki’s undeniably wet pussy, and slowly entered her. By the time Irene returned to the room, Matt had his rhythm going and was fucking the crap out of the young Asian. This was a much more physical encounter, Matt plunging deeply with every stroke, as Kiki wrapped her legs around his lower back. There was no kissing or intimacy, just pure unadulterated sex. Apparently, this was enough for Kiki because she had an orgasm within a few moments of them coupling. Her second orgasm followed in quick succession, before she asked Matt to slow down.

As Matt slowed his lovemaking to a slow but steady pace, Irene knelt on the floor next to them and began to kiss him. It was a very tender demonstration of their love for each other, and her acceptance of his right to fuck whoever he wanted to, albeit with the understanding that he use protection.

“I am satisfied, Matt,” Kiki said to my surprise. “Are kaçak bahis you ready to come?”

Matt didn’t need to be asked twice, and started to fuck Kiki with more urgency, as he sought to enjoy his own orgasm. He continued to kiss my wife as he pounded Kiki, seemingly having little interest in an intimate connection with the young Asian. After several minutes of high intensity intercourse, Matt let out a moan, and turned to my wife.

“I am close Irene,” he said, “why don’t you help me over the edge?”

My wife kissed him tenderly on the lips, and said, “Whatever you want, Matt,” in an agreeable tone.

Then as he raised his butt slightly to get a better angle with which to penetrate Kiki, my wife scooted behind the pair of them, laid down on her front between Kiki’s legs, extended her tongue, and began to lick Matt’s ass. Rim-jobs were apparently Matt’s favorite sexual activity, because shortly after my wife’s face disappeared between her boss’ buttocks, he let out a loud groan of delight, and ejaculated inside Kiki. Well, more accurately, he unloaded his nuts into the extra-large Magnum condom that he was wearing, while the two women worked to maximize his pleasure.

After he came, he remained balls-deep inside Kiki as my wife licked and nibbled his ass-cheeks, causing goosebumps to appear all over them. Matt finally withdrew his condom-covered cock from Kiki’s pussy, and rolled over on to his back.

“Where’s the cuckold, when we need some clean up?” he asked my wife, with a chuckle.

Even though I knew that this disparaging descriptive was accurate, I hated being referred to this way. Truth be told, I would rather him call me “Little Boy,” as this could at least be construed as a childhood nickname, if it were overheard by someone else. However, the term cuckold had but one connotation, universally reviled and looked down upon, and I wanted no part of it.

“Who is the cuckold?” Kiki asked, her interest clearly piqued.

“My husband, Oscar, AKA Little Boy,” Irene answered. “Knowing that wimp, he is right outside our bedroom window as we speak,” she added, with a giggle.

At that revelation, I dropped down to the ground immediately, determined not to be discovered spying on them.

“Then I have a gift for that fucking pussy,” Matt said.

Seconds later a used condom landed in the small bush that I was hiding next to, and I heard the three of them laughing at my expense.

“Do you really think your husband is hiding out there?” Kiki asked.

“Who gives a fuck?” Irene answered dismissively. “I have everything I need right here.”

I heard giggles and laughter from within the Summer House as they evidently resumed their fun and games. As I hid silently hoping not to be discovered, I glanced over at the used condom, hanging from the small bush. It was caught in a thin branch, suspended in mid-air, and stretched by the weight of Matt’s load.

The Magnum condom was much larger than the “Little Boy” prophylactics that I would ejaculate inside twice a month. It also contained a copious load of semen, especially for a man that had enjoyed multiple releases today. It probably held three or four times the volume of ejaculate that I expelled, even though I routinely went fourteen days between orgasms.

As I watched it hang there, wondering if the weight of his load would eventually pull it off the branch, I also noticed lipstick smeared over the condom. There were two very distinct shades of gloss on the prophylactic, a testament to the fact that this Alpha Male had enjoyed a two-girl blowjob.

A few minutes later, as I hid like a total pussy, Matt had apparently recovered. Judging by her cries of pleasure, he had evidently mounted my wife again. As I listened to them fuck, I felt a tingle in my nuts, but my cock didn’t stir, as I was still within my refractory period. I needed to get the hell out of there, and I was just about to get up and leave when Kiki appeared at the window, holding a cigarette.

We made eye-contact briefly, before she let out a frightened squeal.

“Matt, there is a peeping Tom outside our window,” she cried, backing up quickly, fear written all over her face.

“Oscar, you fucking cuckold,” Matt said aggressively, “get your ass in here right now.”

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Her First Undercover Journalism Job

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Episode 42: Her First Undercover Journalism Assignment

Scene: Sonnet’s apartment – ideally, one of the walls in the living room is a mirror that covers the whole wall. Sonnet is wearing jeans and a t-shirt. We see her walk to the front door of her apartment and open it. Both are long-legged and slender – a dancer’s build. Jana rushes in. Jana is coming from work (at a newspaper) and has on a short skirt, heels, blouse that shows off some cleavage. She’s carrying a medium-sized bag that has some clothes in it.

Sonnet asks “You sounded so weird on the phone, Jana. What’s up?”

“I need your help, Sonnet. I got my first undercover, investigative assignment.”

“That’s wonderful! I know you’ve been trying to get that for a long time. What can I do to help?”

“Yeah, it’ll be good once I get past this assignment.” She sits on a chair and Sonnet sits opposite her. “You’ve got to promise not to tell this to Roger or anyone else.”

“You’re my best friend. Of course I promise.”

“You know that strip club that opened downtown? The paper wants to do a story on it from the inside, talk to the girls, you know, find out what’s really happening in there. Well, they feel that cuz I used to be on our team’s dance squad, I could apply and get work there without being suspicious.”

“For real? Are you going to do it?”

“Well, my editor’s promised not to tell anyone, so they won’t be coming there and embarrassing me. My name and picture won’t appear anywhere in the story. And he promises that if I do this one well, he has a lot of industrial and political topics he wants to go after and he promises bahis siteleri that I can have first shot at any of them. I told him it felt like he was testing me, but he insists this is a real story and they’ve had reports about all kinds of shit happening at the club, and they think I’m the only one they can really send to learn anything.”

“Wow, Jana, that’s brave. I don’t think I could do something like that. But what do you need from me?”

“Sure I’ve done lots of cheerleading and dancing, but I’ve never stripped. I know that Roger likes to go to clubs and takes you sometimes. You’ve got to tell me how to do it.”

“You know, Roger’s the one you should ask.”

“Sonnet, you’ve got to promise me that Roger will never know about this! He already makes me uncomfortable He looks at me too much. Has he ever asked you to dance for him? Has he ever taken you to a club to see what to do?”

“Okay, I promise.” Sonnet sighs. “Well, you know that Roger likes it when I dance for him to get us both excited. I guess I could show you the little bit that I know.

“I wouldn’t ask you if this weren’t my big break.”

“First thing, we’ll have to get you something to wear.”

Jana shakes the bag. “I stopped at the Dare Zone on the way here and bought some outfits. I never thought I’d be in there — especially with the newspaper paying for it.” She dumps out the bag. She chooses a very short skirt with a slit that goes all the way up the side, a matching g-string and matching bra. “I think this is my favorite.”

“Okay, you put that on. I’ll go change into one of my dance canlı bahis siteleri outfits and be right back.” Sonnet leaves the room. We watch Jana take off her clothes. She poses and glances at herself in the mirror and then puts on the outfit. She adjusts it in the mirror, turns to check her back, pulls up the skirt to check how her ass looks in the g-string.

Sonnet reenters the room in dancewear and heels. “Be sure to put your heels back on. You’ll have to practice dancing in heels.” She walks to her iPod and plugs it into a speaker and starts a suitable song. She pulls up a chair from her dining table. “Okay, you start by being the man. Sit here and spread your legs because I get to stand between them. And I can touch you, but you can’t touch me.” Sonnet does a strip tease to her thong. She gives her advice along the way and demonstrates — “he’s watching your hands touch yourself and imagining that it’s his hands, so rub your hands up and down over your body”; “you can lean over so your boobs brush against his face while you blow in his ear”; “You can use your finger to point and direct his attention to your crotch”; “sit in his lap and wiggle”; “rub your hands on his legs.” Jana shudders a little as Sonnet does this. Sonnet reminds her “well, he’ll have pants on when you do it.” Sonnet stops and asks “If I remember, it’s a nude club, right?”

“Yes.”

“Shit. Okay. You’ll have to practice taking off your panties over your heels. It’s best if you drop them to the floor and then step out of them.” She shows how to do it and and dances for a little bit more and just stops. güvenilir bahis The songs just keep playing in the background while Sonnet describes all of this. And, depending on the club, it may be customary to give the customer a quick kiss on the lips when your dance is over.” She leans over and kisses Jana briefly. Sonnet stands up straight and puts her hands over her breasts. “Are you ready to trade?”

“No. But I’ll do it anyway.”

They trade places. Jana strips for Sonnet and tries out all of the things Sonnet showed her. After she takes off her g-string she dances, pointing to her pussy, and then fingers herself.

“You can’t do that!”

Jana laughs. “I know. I won’t do that for real. But it’s hard not to. This really turns me on a lot!”

“Me, too. I’ve only stripped for Roger before, so I’ve never stripped without hang sex afterwards.” They look at each other’s eyes. “You forgot my kiss.” Jana gives Sonnet a kiss on the lips, a little longer than the one that Sonnet gave her.” They’re staring in each other’s eyes. “This is crazy.”

“I know. I’m going to try that kiss one more time.” She kisses Sonnet a little longer. When she stops and starts to back up, Sonnet pulls her back and they french kiss. They continue to french kiss and finger themselves at the same time. Eventually, Jana puts one leg over Sonnet’s leg and grinds herself on Sonnet’s leg.

“Come up higher. Rub your pussy against mine.” They get down to the floor and trib feverishly until they’re worn out. Then they stay intertwined on the floor, kissing and caressing each other.

Jana says “I like dancing for you.”

“Can I come watch you at the club?”

Jana thinks about it. “That’s not going to be a good idea, because I can’t resist you. But how about if you come over whenever my shift ends and I’ll dance for you. Or you for me.”

“I promise to do that.” And they kiss as the scene fades.

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