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Gemma’s Sexual Awakening Ch. 01

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It was the summer I turned 18 and I had just graduated high school. My mom and dad were going out of town for the weekend to visit my two older brothers in college. On Friday afternoon after saying good-bye to my parents I was just watching TV at home when my cell phone rang, it was my dad’s business partner, Jason. Jason had been business partners with my dad since I was only two or three years old. He had never been married and didn’t have any kids. We had always considered Jason family because he was a family friend before he and my dad went into business together. He always came to birthday parties and family dinners and such; I had grown up with him around.

I answered my phone, “Hey Jason. What’s up?”

Jason talked into the phone, “Hey Gemma, I called your dad but he said he already left town and you were at home. He was supposed to drop off a box that was delivered to the house and a couple of files that I need this weekend but didn’t have time before he left. Would you be able to drop them off at the office?”

“Yeah, I can do that.” I really didn’t want to drive over there but also didn’t have anything better to do.

“Thank you! No rush but if I could get them sometime in the next few hours that’d be great. I’ll be here for a while.” Jason seemed relieved to get some help.

“Alright, I’ll be leaving the house here shortly,” I told him.

“Cool, see you then. Thanks Gemma!”

After we hung up I walked into the kitchen and found the banker’s box and files on the counter. I grabbed my keys off the key rack and loaded up my car. I drove to the office and saw Jason’s black BMW in the parking lot when I arrived. My dad and Jason own a home development company that did mostly custom homes all across the metro area. I walked in and saw Jason in the conference room. “Knock, knock,” I tapped on the doorframe. “I have your stuff.”

“Hey, Gem,” Jason greeted me. “Thank you so much for bringing this over. I’m meeting with clients tomorrow to go over selections and your dad had their file and a box of new samples I was supposed to review with them.”

Jason was a good looking guy at 39. He stood at 6’2″ and had a nice toned body. Since he had no wife or kids he had time to work out regularly. His short brown hair had good style and his chiseled jaw featured a sly smile was a sly one that could bring a nun to her knees. Sure, Jason was good looking but I never thought of Jason as anything other than a family friend, I had known him my entire life. One of those things you notice but don’t actually notice. Jason would watch my brothers and I sometimes when my parents needed a night out or went or if they went out of town, not to mention I worked part time at the office so I was very accustomed to being with Jason “No problem. I didn’t really have anything better to do so you got lucky enough to see me” I giggled.

I noticed all the files and samples of wood, carpet, paint, cabinets, and countertops on the conference room table. Jason doesn’t usually meet with clients, my dad usually did and I could tell Jason had no idea what he was doing. “Do you want some help?” I had done prep work for my dad for these kinds of client presentations before.

Jason looked at me with relief, I could tell that’s exactly what he wanted even if he didn’t ask outright. “If you don’t mind…I hate doing these meetings.”

“Of course,” I laughed. We spent the next couple hours at the office finishing stuff up then decided to head out.

“That took way less time with you there, I thought I would be there all night! Thanks for staying. Make sure you log those hours too!” Jason thanked me.

“No problem. Good luck tomorrow!” I told him as I got in my car. I went to start the engine and nothing happened. I did it again and still, nothing. Shit, I thought. I had been having issues with the transmission. Dad was going to take it in when he got back, the car obviously didn’t want to wait that long. I wasn’t even planning to go anywhere until Jason called.

“That blows. Your dad told me he was going to take it in on Monday. Do you want a ride home?” Jason came up to the window and asked

“Yeah, thanks.” I jumped out of my car and got in Jason’s. We talked on the way home and I thanked him when we got back to the house. When I got to the door I tried the handle, locked, I had locked my keyring with my car and house keys in the car…at the office. Ughhhh! I turned around and heard Jason laughing. “Your dad would flip if he knew you locked yourself out.” I just nodded my head, yup, he would indeed. “Come on, get in, you can come to my place.We can figure this out tomorrow its too late now.”

I got back in Jason’s car and we headed over to his place which was only a few minutes away. I made myself at home and shrugged off staying the night there. He had two guest rooms and I could borrow a t-shirt.

When we got to Jason’s we were both starving. We had worked right through dinner. He started the grill and made burgers. “Want a drink?” he asked while dinner was on the grill. “I’ll take water, thanks.” Jason tuzla eve gelen escort laughed, “Oh come on, what do you really want to drink? Your parents aren’t here and I do remember being 18. I know you’re not driving anywhere so if you would like a drink I’d be happy to make one for you.” He went on to make a Jack and Coke for himself. “Okay, sure. I’ll have what you’re having” I laughed and he made me one too. We ate dinner and had more drinks. I was feeling slightly buzzed and wanted to relax.

“Hey can I use the hot tub?” I asked. Our family often came over to Jason’s for a BBQ or tailgate or sport on TV that I didn’t care about and used the hot tub a lot and enjoyed the pool in the warmer months.

“Yeah, sure. That sounds good; I think I’ll join you,” Jason chimed. My family all had swimsuits that we kept at Jason’s since we were there so often. I ran upstairs to change into mine. My swimsuit was a black bikini. The bottoms were tied together with strings on each hip.I went outside and saw that Jason already beat me in. “I made you another drink,” Jason mentioned.

“Thanks,” I said as I slid into the warm bubbling water. “Ohh, that hits the spot.” Jason and I sat in the hot tub and continued talking and drinking for over an hour. I definitely was feeling the effects of the alcohol. My skin was buzzing on the surface, my belly had a warm fuzzy feeling, and my head was getting light.

“Your tits look amazing in that suit,” I heard Jason from across the water. I looked at him dumbfounded. “I am so sorry! Gemma, I’m sorry!” Jason began apologizing repeatedly.

“It’s okay. I just can’t believe you said it,” I giggled and took the last sips of my drink. I could feel a tingling deep down in my belly and my pussy was starting to tingle. What am I doing? I put my glass down and went over to where Jason was sitting.

“We can’t do this,” said Jason. “I’m sorry I said that but I work with your dad and I’ve known you since you were a baby. It wouldn’t be right.”

I stopped dead in my tracks, embarrassed and mortified. “Oh my gosh, you’re right. I’m sorry. I don’t know why I thought…Let’s forget it; I’m going to go refill drinks.” I grabbed both our glasses and hurried inside to make new drinks and try to get over what just happened. What had gotten into me? Jason has always been just Jason, he’s 39 for goodness sake, and now I’m getting turned on thinking about him. It has to be the alcohol, I thought to myself. I made the drinks while I composed myself and went back outside. I handed Jason his drink and I went back to my side of the hot tub.

We sat in awkward silence for a few minutes and then I couldn’t take it anymore. “Jason, can I say something and you not be all weird about it?”

He grinned, “I promise I won’t be weird about it.”

“Have you thought about me before…like in a non-family friend that’s known me forever kind of way?” I asked inquisitively. “Because I’ve never thought of you that way until 10 minutes ago when you said what you said and now I can’t stop noticing how hot you are and wonder how could I have not noticed it before.” I could feel my cheeks getting flushed and my pussy starting to twitch. I’m realizing that the alcohol isn’t making me feel like this, it’s just making me say it out loud.

There was a long pause and he finally said, “You’re a beautiful young woman Gemma. I would be lying if I said I hadn’t noticed but I haven’t thought of you in a sexual way before.”

Embarrassed, I slammed the rest of my drink and set the glass on the deck. “Well, now that I’ve done irreversible damage to my dignity I think I’m going to head inside.” Turning around to walk in the house I heard a splash then a hand on my arm. Jason took my hand and played with my fingers.

“Wait! What if I want you to stay?” Jason asked. I dipped my body back into the water. Despite the alcohol, this thing with Jason felt so right. “Then I’ll stay,” I smiled.

Jason looked right into my eyes. “I’m going to kiss you now…is that okay?” Jason pounded his drink and pulled me onto his lap.

“Yes…” I whispered. Jason gently put a hand on my neck and guided his mouth to mine. I felt his soft lips on mine and it was a direct line to my pussy. I instantly wanted more. I kissed him back and I could sense him wanting more but he released me.

“Gemma, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable or take advantage. You’re gorgeous but I don’t want to hurt you and I don’t want to promise you anything. Not to mention your dad!”

“Jason, this feels right. My dad has nothing to do with this and the alcohol has nothing to do with this. I feel like I’m getting to know you in an entirely new way and I want to get to know you.” My hand rubbed up and down his chest underneath the water and along his shoulders.

Jason contemplated for a few seconds. “Have you ever been with a man, Gemma?” His hand went down to the small of my back and gently stroked up and down. My breath increased, I answered him, “No…I- It’s embarrassing I know. I was thinking that tuzla otele gelen escort maybe once I got to college I’d find someone….”

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about, that’s a good thing! What have you done, if you don’t mind me asking?” Pause. “I just don’t want to take advantage or cross any more boundaries that I already have by putting you in this situation.”

My experience was incredibly limited. I was still a virgin who hadn’t gone further than making out and giving head one time. I just hadn’t met anyone who made me feel the way Jason did.

“I…um, I gave a blow job once.” Jason looked down and smirked. He stroked my cheek with the pad of his thumb up then guided me into another kiss. “I’d like to try again…that is, if you’ll let me…” I rubbed my hand lightly along Jason’s thigh and I could feel him getting hard under the water. Moving slightly and putting my mouth on his neck I kissed him. “Please…I want to make you feel good.” Reaching around my neck I pulled the string to my bikini top and untied it so my top was loose. My breasts fell out and were free for Jason to feel on his chest and arm. I could feel Jason’s breath quicken and he swiftly moved me off his lap and dashed to the hot tub stairs. Climbing out he said, “I’m not going to do this out here,” and he pulled me up with him.

We dried off and went into the house wrapped up in towels. Jason made us each another drink and then we walked into the den. I settled on the leather sectional couch in the den while Jason flipped on the fireplace and turned on dim lights creating soft mood lighting. We took a few sips of our drinks before we did anything. Jason sat down on the couch beside me and kissed me deeply for several minutes. I guided myself down to my knees and ran my hand over his cock. He moaned as I reached into his swim trunks and grabbed him, feeling him already hard in my hand. His trunks came off and fell to the floor leaving him naked.

I stared at his cock in astonishment and fear, it was huge. “Oh my gosh. H-how long are you?”

“Nine inches at my full hardness,” he replied. Staring at his cock further I slowly put my lips around his mushroom head, swirling my tongue around the tip. I sucked his dick farther into my mouth; instinctively I ran my tongue on the underside of his shaft. Moaning, I tried to fit as much of his stiff cock in my mouth as I could.

“Fuck, yeah…ohhhh” Jason reacted to my mouth. I was so aroused I could feel my pussy tingling and I knew I was so wet that my pussy was dripping. I moaned around his cock and continued to bob my head up and down. Jason weaved his fingers in my hair and soon I felt the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat. I came all the way back up for air, “I want to fit the entire thing in my mouth,” My jaw was getting tired but the alcohol buzzing and my sexual desire wanted me to take more.

“You can take more by deepthroating my cock but I don’t think you’re ready for that. Most girls don’t ever do it, let alone when they are first starting out. It takes a lot of time. It’s okay, you don’t need to.What you’re doing is perfect.”

Pausing to think, I thought about how turned on I was and how much I wanted to please Jason. “I want to do it, I want to make you feel good,” I said as I stroked his thick meat with my hand.

He took my face between his hands, “I don’t want to make you do anything you’re not ready for.” I stared at him with desperation knowing he wanted his rod back in my mouth. “Fuck it, you know your limits. BUT if at any time you want to stop just tell me and we won’t go any further, okay?” Nodding my head I smiled and went to put my mouth back on his rod. “To start you need to relax your throat. When you feel my dick at the back of your throat don’t force it down, slowly and steadily try to swallow my cock.” I felt him approach the back of my throat and I tried to swallow, it felt like I was trying to swallow a log! It was big and hard but I was determined to do it. I tried to swallow and I started to gag. He pulled out immediately but I insisted I wanted to try again.

After a few attempts at swallowing his cock I finally felt his mushroom head breach the back of my throat after I swallowed one time. “OH, MY GOSH!” Jason yelled. “Oh fuck…” his cock was slowly going all the way in my mouth and down my throat. Jason’s nine-inch cock was all the way in my mouth, I successfully deepthroated my first cock! I was so excited I kept working his cock in and out of my mouth, moving my head up and down on his massive dick.

Up and down, up and down, up and down. “Gemma-Gemma I’m going to cum. If you don’t want to swallow you need to get up now!” But I wanted to taste him; I wanted to feel his cum in my mouth. I kept my head down and moaned so he understood that I was not coming up. “Ughhhhhhh!” Jason moaned “Ohhhh yes, fuck!” I felt his cock twitch and then there was a thick liquid that filled my mouth. The taste was salty and warm, it traveled down my throat and I could feel it move all the way down. tuzla sınırsız escort It kept coming, he spurted two, three, four more times and I swallowed it all.

Coming up from having his cock in my mouth Jason was breathing heavy and looked at me in awe. Then he lifted me up off the floor and into his lap kissing me as if he would never kiss me again. “That was phenomenal! Holy shit, I don’t remember the last time I had a blow job that good, and I’ve NEVER been deepthroated before. Gemma, how many times have you done that before?”

“Um, I’ve given one blow job but I didn’t let him cum in my mouth. I’ve never deepthroated before,” I could feel myself blushing.

“Gemma, you are amazing. You deserve to be pleased, to feel as much pleasure as I just did.” My whole body was tingling and my face was flushed. Jason slowly tested the waters and moved his hands to my swimsuit bottoms. My top disappeared when we were outside but I was still wearing my tied-on black bikini bottoms. I nodded my approval and he untied the sides, making it possible to take my bottoms off which left both of us naked.

There I was with a hot man staring at my body, the first guy to ever see me completely naked. Jason sighed, “Gemma, you’re beautiful.” I had taken my hair out of a bun and my hair fell down my shoulders. I leaned in for a kiss but he dodged it to tease me and instead shifted me off his lap and laid me down on the couch. “Gemma, I want this to be good for you so at any time if you’re uncomfortable or want me to stop just say so.”

“Okay,” I said, anxiously waiting for what he had planned.

Jason leaned down and kissed a trail along my neck and down to my breasts. He took one in his hand and then put his lips around my nipple. He took his time pleasing me, sucking and flicking my nipples with his tongue, alternating between his fingers and mouth on my breasts. Then Jason moved over to my other breast and did the same thing. I never knew my nipples could be so sensitive.

Jason then slowly moved my legs apart. He moved his head between my knees and kissed my inner thighs, starting above my knee and making a trail just before he hit my bald pussy. I could feel his hot breath when he got close to my pussy which left me wanting more. Then Jason leaned in and I felt his tongue rub up and down my pussy slit. “Ohhhhhhhhh,” I let out a loud breath mixed with a moan. I had never experienced such a feeling. His mouth was on my pussy sucking it while moving his tongue back and forth flicking across my clit. My whole body reacted, my skin danced and tingled. He lightly started sucking my clit while he was flicking it. My pussy was absolutely dripping wet! I was moaning with each movement he made, however slight it was. I automatically began to move my hips in rhythm with Jason’s motions. My breath was quickening and my body was on the verge of exploding.

My moaning got louder and so did Jason’s licking and sucking. That was when I could feel my pussy being invaded by Jason’s finger. He worked in one finger and then another, then I had three of his long fingers inside me. My pussy was tighter than ever and it was uncomfortable at first but then I got used to it and it felt good. “Ohh, Jason Ughhh,” I was getting close to cumming.

“Cum for me baby,” Jason said between licks. “Just let yourself go.” Then I felt it, Jason’s fingers were curling towards his palm and massaging my g-spot inside me. I started to feel a wave of ecstasy wash over me, starting in my cunt and moving out to my fingertips and toes. My hand was on Jason’s head as I tugged on his hair.

“OHHHHH-OHHHHH, I’m cumming!” I cried out as Jason licked and finger fucked me. “Fuck! Oh!” My legs were shaking as my orgasm washed over me then subsided.

Jason started kissing his way up my body while I came down from my high. He kissed my thighs, hips, stomach, breasts, collarbone, neck, and finally settled on my lips. “Have you ever had your pussy eaten out?” Jason asked. I just shook my head, words were hard to get out. He chuckled.

“That was amazing.” I sat up on the couch, “I’ve never had my pussy eaten before and I’ve never had an orgasm that strong! My own fingers are so small I can’t really reach inside me enough to make it feel like that!”

Jason kissed my forehead, “I’m glad you enjoyed it.” I felt sexy and empowered and I wanted more of Jason.

I shifted over toward him and straddled his thighs so I was face to face with him. Tilting my head I leaned in to kiss him deeply, my pussy was tingling again and I knew what I wanted next. “Jason…I want you,” when I said that I could feel Jason’s cock grow to nearly full staff. I had seen that he was semi-hard after eating my pussy but his dick was growing harder now that I was on top of him. He reached up to take my wrists in his hands. “Gemma, I’ve already crossed too many lines with you. Maybe this was a mistake; I don’t know how I’m going to face your dad, or the rest of your family for that matter.”

“A mistake?” My heart was pounding and I started to feel my face go numb. Was Jason just using me? No, he wouldn’t do that, he could get a young piece of ass anywhere if he wanted, I thought. “But-I thought…Didn’t you feel anything? I felt a connection,” my inner self was beginning to panic and feel very self-conscious. I pulled a blanket off the back of the couch and covered myself up as I slid off of Jason’s lap onto the couch.

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Rebecca and Her Son

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My name is Rebecca and I am 34 years old and I have a story to tell.

I was the only child of small town parents whose names I cannot bring myself to say. My father was an accounts clerk for the large major employer in town. This company was owned by another family whose name I refuse to even let pass my lips.

They were ‘old money’, privileged and thought the whole world was theirs by right. My father was a subservient little man who thought likewise and saw his role as being slavish to ‘his betters’.

I was sixteen on the fateful day which would forever change my life. My parents were beside themselves with foolish pride as they prepared me for a date at a concert. I was young but they had decided that it would be ok for me to go with him, as his family were rich – therefore respectable.

I was going with the son of the mill owner.

Oh how they had boasted at the club when he asked me.

The evenings proceedings are irrelevant, the whole point of this story revolves around what happened at the end of the night.

I felt a little dizzy and a little woozy as my date led me to his car. I couldn’t understand why, as I had drank very little.

The upshot of all this was waking up in the woods in his car. He was outside in the dark smoking a cigarette when I came to. I was confused and disorientated but as my head slowly cleared, it became obvious that my clothing had been tampered with.

That was the least of my worries.

As I moved I felt the wetness between my legs, shakily I felt myself.

I was sodden in my panties and when I removed my hand from myself I looked at my fingers.

They were covered in blood and a white sticky substance.

I had been raped.

Under the influence of alcohol or drugs or whatever he had given me, he had violated my body. I started to scream at him and tried to hit him with my fists. He very arrogantly just held my wrists and laughed at me.

On my arrival home, I ran to my parents crying hysterically and blubbering out all that had happened. The rich boy stood by his car, arrogant and unworried as though he was untouchable and above the law. When my father (respectfully) demanded to know from him what had happened, he told my father that we had had sex and that I had begged him for it.

My father, being a miserable, pathetic and subservient man, who thought the rich family to be his betters, believed him. That night he told me that I had shamed him because ‘people like them wouldn’t possibly lie.’

My pregnancy changed things – for the worse. People now thought me a little slut who had got herself knocked-up because she couldn’t keep her legs together. No one would believe me, even my parents still thought me to be a tramp.

A few weeks later my parents disowned me, threw me out and I found myself in a hostel for unmarried mothers.

My reputation followed me where ever I went. My rapist’s family, in a desperate bid to protect their son, used power, money and influence to besmirch me and blacken my name.

In the hostel I made no friends except one girl who was in the same boat as I was.

Nine months after my rape I gave birth to a beautiful little boy who I named Tom.

Due to my position and condition, I had to put myself at the mercy of the welfare. They placed me in a low-rent shit hole on the worst estate that you can imagine. My life took no turn for the better, as even the local scum looked down on me and assumed my unmarried status showed me to be a dirty slut.

For years I struggled to make my way on my own. I had a friend now and she would look after Tom for me while I did evening work and tried to make ends meet. All I could ever get for employment was minimum wage drudgery, as everyone who ever interviewed me for a decent job, shunned me – as the immoral unmarried mother.

The only attention I ever received from men was the worst kind. They all simply expected me to sleep with them at the drop of a hat, because I was a slut.

The irony of all this terrible reputation that I endured, was that I actually considered myself a virgin. I had neither deliberately nor consciously given myself to a man, the only evidence of such had been between my legs all that time ago and my baby boy sat on my knee now.

Throughout the next few years I determined to keep my self respect even though I received none from anyone else. I kept my dignity and brought my child up clean, tidy and respectable. Tom was taught right from wrong and was a studious and respectable pupil at school. However even Tom was shunned by his peers as the bastard son of ‘Rebecca the slut’.

Although Tom and myself were both attractive in both face and body, no one wanted anything to do with us for fear of peer pressure. I am sure that both of us would have attracted plenty of attention from the opposite sex had it not been for ‘our’ reputation.

Some days I would be stoic and think to hell with everyone else but some days I was desperately sad, not just for myself but for what my innocent son was being forced bonus veren siteler to endure because of me.

Then suddenly one day our lives changed, I won the lottery.

Don’t get me wrong this wasn’t hundreds of millions but it was tens of thousands and I meant to use the money wisely.

Suddenly I could now afford a higher bond on a rental property and I could afford the higher rent on a nicer house in a better area. My son was now eighteen and was hoping to go to university. We moved town and house but the old problem now had a different context, we had both become so insular and didn’t mix, that now we found ourselves alone even still.

I struggled to make new friends and found that I was still unhappy. I may have had a little money to ease the pressure on me, yet I was terribly lonely.

One day Tom came home with a few cuts and bruises on his face. When I asked him what had happened he didn’t want to tell me but I eventually squeezed enough out of him to get the gist of it. He had been fighting a boy to defend my reputation, I needn’t say more!

It was all too much, my life ruined by a rapist, the loneliness and unhappiness terrible but yet even worse, now my son was having his life destroyed by the same thing.

I cried and cried and cried.

I found myself stood in the kitchen in my son’s arms, the crying had stopped and I dabbed at my eyes. At that point I had never needed a man so much in my life. Oh how I desperately wanted a man to hold me, to feel the warmth and security and to revel in the glow of mutual love and attraction.

I raised my head and looked into Tom’s eyes,

“Don’t worry mum, he said, I love you more than you can ever know.”

With that he bent his head and kissed me incredibly softly on the lips. It was just one peck but it lingered maybe one second longer than you would expect such a kiss to last. Still gazing into my upturned face and holding my eyes with his, he slowly bent again and kissed me again.

My heart was doing somersaults and by the third time he ever so lightly brushed my expectant lips with his, I was going under fast.

The fourth little peck that he gave me simply turned into one long kiss. I knew this was so very, very wrong, yet I needed Tom, I needed his love, I needed his affection and I so desperately needed his lips on mine.

I needed a man.

I had never felt what it was like to be held and caressed by a man. I was a young woman still and I knew I had a very attractive face and figure, yet as I said before, in my own eyes I was still a virgin. I know you will think that to be nonsense as the very presence of my son made that impossible but I truly believed myself to morally be still a virgin.

My son and I held each other and kissed for what seemed like a lifetime, until I eventually broke away. Nervous, embarrassed and very afraid, I straightened my hair and I stammered,

“Oh thanks Tom my love, I just needed someone to hold me,” I said as nonchalantly as possible, acting as though nothing had happened.

But something had happened and after Tom made his way to his bedroom, his brain in a confused and muddled mess, I sat and thought…

Sometime later I knocked on my son’s bedroom door.

“What is it mum?” He asked.

“Can I come in darling,” I said.

“Yeah sure mum, come in,” was the reply.

I entered his bedroom and stood a few feet from his bed. No words were spoken, as my shaking, trembling and very frightened fingers pulled apart the belt around my robe. I shrugged it from my shoulders and it fell to the floor with a loud ‘flump’.

I stood naked before my son.

“Oh Jeez mum,” Tom whispered, his eyes glued to my naked body. I watched as his eyes roamed over my breasts and lowered themselves to the junction of my legs.

“Please baby,” was all I managed to say.

Tom slid from the bed and approached me, then he unexpectedly took my hand and led my out of the room. The short walk from his room, across the landing and into my bedroom, was incredibly exciting and symbolic. Being naked and my son still being fully dressed, somehow made me feel extra naked and exposed.

Tom led me to my own bed and sat down. I stood naked before him and moved to stand between his legs. I bent to kiss him, my breasts swinging forward provocatively, my son cupping them in his hands.

It was the first time that I had ever felt a man’s hands on my body. I shivered involuntarily at his touch.

After kissing again, I stood upright which left my breasts pointing straight at Tom’s face. I have hard, high and proud breasts still and I watched rapt as my son leant forward and flicked one of my hard erect nipples with his tongue.

A quiet gasp escaped my lips.

Tom delicately sucked each pink throbbing bud into his mouth in turn, whilst gently squeezing the rest of my breast in his hand.

My head went back involuntarily and I closed my eyes and simply felt the wonderful suction and caress on my nipples.

Yet I also wanted bahis to watch, so I forced myself to look down again at my child who had nursed and fed on those breasts so long ago, now returned to them to arouse me sexually.

Tom stood and I instinctively climbed onto the bed. I lay back and watched as my boy bared his body to me. His penis looked quite big as it arched away from his body but being in the confines of his trousers, it had not been able to fully erect itself.

Now free of any constraint, I watched terrified as the long, thick, meaty shaft swelled. It slowly lengthened and straightened, his foreskin slowly peeling back unaided, as his erection became full, the big mushroom head turning a dark purple as it engorged with blood.

Tom climbed onto the bed and knelt at my feet. Slowly I took the next step towards the terrible taboo that was fast approaching. I opened my legs and let my knees fall apart exposing my vagina to my son.

I was sodden, the lips glistening with my excitement and the shame.

Tom lowered himself between my legs and propped himself on his arms. There was to be no foreplay and no delay. I felt the huge crown of his penis touch me and I stiffened in fear. I then felt the touch again as it pressed into me a little harder and I felt the lips of my vagina being spread slightly. As my son eased himself into my tight opening, he stopped and just played the big bulbous head of his penis between my lips and the tight ring of my sex. He just opened me a little then eased back, only to return a moment later to tease my quivering, frightened vagina again.

It was starting to tease me and drive me crazy, I wanted my son to slide into me fully. My vagina was trying to clench on him, my quivering and expectant walls trembling in anticipation for his long thick rod.

Then at last, my son pushed slowly but steadily into me and I felt myself open to him. My insides were stretched apart and I felt every inch of him slide along my trembling pink walls.

After inch by beautiful inch, he was inside me.

I had just given my virginity (I know, I know) to my own son.

For the first time in my life I had felt a man’s penis enter me and it belonged to my son.

The next few minutes were the most wonderful in my life. As my son slowly eased in and out of me I felt my whole body responding. The build up to orgasm came quickly due to the incredible intensity of the situation. I looked at Tom, the poor boy was hanging on for dear life, the magnitude of the illicit moment being too intense for him also. Even as inexperienced as I was, I still knew he was already trying not to cum, I knew that he loved me and he was doing it for me.

Suddenly the orgasm struck and it gave me very little warning.

The physical mixture of the ‘first’ penis inside me, the wonderful sensation it gave me and the feeling of being full and stretched, was quite simply stunning. Yet combined with the incredibly arousing mental situation, that it was my own son taking (my virginity) me, the embarrassment, the shame and the fear, made such a heady and exciting cocktail, that when my climax burst through me, it left me gasping, writhing and screaming underneath my son. It was the most unbelievable feeling that I could never have imagined prior to that fateful day.

“Mum, I’m going to cum, I can’t hold on” Tom gasped.

“Oh yes darling please, please cum inside me, I want your semen inside my body,” I begged.

My son stiffened, pushed himself as far into me as he could possibly go and held himself still. All I could feel was his beautiful penis twitching and jerking inside me and all I could here were tiny little gasps of,

“Oh mum.”

Tom lay on top of me whilst we recovered from the mind blowing experience. He slowly pulled his flaccid, yet still long length from me. I had no idea how long it would take for his semen to leak from me, so I was quite surprised when his penis was immediately followed out of me by a river of brilliant white, thick and virile semen.

I jumped up and very un-lady like, I scuttled across the bedroom with my hand between my legs to the bathroom. I deliberately left the door wide open, so that my son could watch his mother letting his cum flow from her vagina into the toilet. I then stood and made sure that he was watching, as I balled up some toilet paper and squatted slightly to clean myself between my legs.

Don’t ask me why I thought doing this was important – I just sensed that if I ran away for privacy now, that it would somehow cheapen what we had done. To this aim when I came from the bathroom I deliberately took my time getting back to the bed. I wanted Tom to look at my nakedness, I stopped halfway across the room to try and make my nudity in front of him normal and not seedy.

We lay in each others arm, me with my head on his chest whilst he toyed with my hair.

We didn’t speak.

Eventually Tom said rather nervously,

“Mum, do you think?… I mean…, would it be ok?…can you?… you know…”

“What deneme bonusu darling? Just say it baby,” I said.

“Do you think that we could do it again?” he asked sheepishly.

“Oh Tom sweetheart, of course we can,” I replied, seeing his eyes light up when he realized the potential that my answer suggested.

We both realised something different but as equally important at that moment. Tom realised that this was not simply a one-off, it was not just one crazy moment. He knew at that point that we would make love again (and again and again?)

I also realised that the life changing incident was destined to repeat itself. A one-off aberration, a moment of weakness, a crazy stupid moment in life, could possibly be excused or explained away as an extraordinary insanity in the heat of the moment.

To make love with my son a second time took away any chance of rationalising what we had done as a moment of weakness.

I wanted not just a man inside me again – I specifically wanted Tom my son to be inside me again.

Just as the first time, the love making was pure and simple. His eager and throbbing erection needed no stimulation and for the second time I simply lay back and opened my legs to my son. This time it was slow and tender, the eager passion already pumped into my hidden depths by him had gone.

I felt his big penis slide into me and take me to heaven and back, unhurried, carefully and tenderly.

We came together professing our love for each other.

That night I slept naked in my son’s arms. I felt a warm, contented and satisfied woman, with the first piece of true happiness that she had ever known.

The next morning I was again afraid that in the cold light of day what we had done would feel sordid, tacky and cheap. I wanted Tom to feel at ease around me, so after showering I made a deliberate point of remaining naked in front of him for as long as I could.

It was surreal, to sit at my dressing table naked, my quite large yet still hard and proud breasts swaying when I moved, whilst Tom made no pretence or offered no apology for watching me transfixed.

I turned to face him and picked up my panties. As I slid them up my thighs and reached the black curly triangle between my legs, I hesitated and playfully teased him for one more moment before pulling the lace over my mound and hiding it from him. The coquettish act giving him yet another erection, which unfortunately we had no time to cure.

Throughout the day I was in turmoil. I was nervous, excited, turned on, horny and damn wet, yet I was also scared, frightened and afraid of what I had done and what the consequences could be. When I realised just how dangerous the situation was I made a decision.

Before I put the rules into place that I had decided upon, I wanted Tom once more.

That evening after eating and doing the dishes Tom went to his room to study. I gave him plenty of time, then turning off the TV and the lights I followed him up.

I knocked and entered his bedroom, he had finished studying and was getting ready to come to my bed. I stood in his arms by his bed and we kissed. It was incredibly strange to kiss him, yes we had made love, yet kissing your own son in this manner was surreal.

“Mum?”

“What darling,”

“Will you suck my cock?”

I was shocked and stunned.

Just as making love a second time had ‘sealed the deal’ so to speak, then performing oral sex on my son would propel things even further. The request shocked me.

I was also shocked at the language he had used. In my life without sex and without a man, my terminology had stayed quite juvenile. My breasts, vagina, his penis, had all been the words I had used in my thoughts as things were happening. Now my son wanted me to suck his cock and the breathtakingly provocative idea, thrilled and excited me with the illicit immorality of the act.

“I will do anything for you.” I said, trying to hide my own sudden rush of passion in my mind and between my legs. The excitement, with the knowledge of the act I was about to perform, was a huge turn on.

This was again met with a look of wonderment in his eyes as he realised that his mother was going to suck him off.

I slid to my knees before him, dragging his sweat pants down as I went. I was on my knees in front of my own son, his large cock just inches from my expectant lips. I leant forward and kissed the head of his cock before taking him in my hand and slowly sliding my hot mouth over his helmet. Tom groaned as I slid his huge rock hard organ further into my mouth until I could take no more. As I sucked his throbbing crown and licked up along the wonderful shaft, Tom spoke again, quite confidently.

“Mum, suck my balls and look at me while you are doing it,” he ordered.

A thrilling shock ran through me at his command and I lowered myself further to take one of his balls into my mouth. As I rolled it around inside and swirled my tongue around it, I never took my eyes off his. Alternating between taking his testicles in my mouth and moving up to engulf his cock with my lips I worked on my son.

After a long time teasing his thick pulsating meat, Tom’s breathing was beginning to get shallow and more like panting, his legs had begun to tremble and I knew he was getting close.

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I have had excellent feedback on the Quad’s, and as long as you the reader keep asking for more, I will continue writing.

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****

I thought that my parents would have been very upset with us. But, it was just the opposite. Don’t get me wrong though, they were upset with us, but at the same time, they encouraged us to stay together.

Most parents would have been crying, yelling, threaten to disown us, and probable try to have us committed to a crazy house. But mom and dad were very calm, and even shocked us by saying that they were stepsiblings.

They shocked us even further when we were given permission to us their humongous walk in shower together, and then they joined us.

Our mother is very beautiful for being in her 40’s, only a slight indication that she had quadruplets, but I don’t think I could ever have sex with her. It was a little awkward at first having sex with my sisters, but with my mother, that is something that I don’t think I could do.

You could call us a dysfunctional family, but we are a family who love each other deeply, and would do anything to protect each other.

After our coming out weekend, we had to go back to our normal lives. Mom and dad went to work, and we went back to school. That morning during breakfast they talked with us again, and reminded us of the importance to keep what we were doing quiet.

At school it seemed that the resistance toward us was worse than it was before. Most of the kids were upset because we made them look bad when we pulled up in the stretch hummers we rented, others were mad because we simply looked better than they did. Stephanie and Stacy were beautiful, but not the beauty queen beauty, and they would turn heads. Shane and I were a little over six feet, and muscular. We didn’t have a body builder’s physique, but enough to cause female’s heads to turn, and to take care of each other when needed. There were those at school who didn’t push us much, because they knew that we would push back.

At home we would touch, kiss and hug each other. Stephanie and I slept with each other, and Stacy and Shane were with each other. When our parents were home, we kept it kind of low key. They knew what we were doing, but they wanted us to do it behind closed doors. We never pushed what we did on our parents, and that is the way that they liked it. My mother had taken Stephanie and Stacy to the doctors, and got them on birth control because she didn’t feel like having grandchildren yet. We were a normal family, doing normal family things together, but with a twist. We kept it quiet, and no one would have guessed what we were doing.

Graduation came for us, and we were happy. All four of us had decided to attend our parents’ alma mater earlier in our senior year, so we were all set for college. After high school, mom and dad started to make plans for us to go and visit our grandparents, mom’s mother and dad’s father. Who we found out were married to each other.

Stephanie and I were laying in bed one night talking, when she had to get up and use the bathroom. She put on her robe and walked out, closing the door behind her. A few minutes later, she came back in and crawled back in bed. I was on my back, and she threw her arm over me, rubbing my chest.

Slowly she would rub my muscular chest, and then move her way down to my hard stomach. When I felt her hand on my cock, it started to respond and get hard. She then turned around, took my cock into her mouth, straight down her throat. Stephanie had given me quite a few blowjobs, and had gotten so good at it, that she could take my cock straight down her throat with no problem. She then started to suck me in and out. While she was sucking, I had my hand covering her snatch, with my index finger up her vagina, going in and out of her.

When Stephanie had me nice and wet from her saliva, she straddled my waist facing me, and lowered herself onto my cock. Reaching up to grab her tits, Stephanie started to ride me. After a few minutes, and her juices flowing. Stephanie pulled herself off me, guided my cock back to her rectum, and sat back down with my cock in her ass. I then knew that this was Stacy, and not Stephanie that I was fucking. Stacy liked it up the ass, Stephanie didn’t.

As I held onto Stacy’s tits, she started to ride me up and down again. Stacy took her right hand and planted two fingers in her pussy, fingering herself as she slammed up and down on me. When Stacy felt my cock start to tighten in her ass, she started to ride me, and finger herself faster. When she felt the first shot of cum in her ass, Stacy slammed down on me, and continued to finger herself as she brought herself to an orgasm.

When she had calmed down, Stacy lifted herself off me, and laid on my chest.

“You two need to be careful. We don’t need to get in trouble with mom and dad.” I told her.

“I know. They are in their room, and we were real quiet.”

We then lay there and fell asleep on each other.

****

Stacy walked into the other room, and crawled into bed with Shane. He reached over and started to massage her nipples with the palms of his hand. When he had the nipples hard, and sticking bonus veren siteler out, Shane rolled over and took it into his mouth. Stacy gasped, and started to run her hand over his back. After Shane had both nipples hard, and wet, from sucking on them, he started to licked her down the valley between her breasts and onto her stomach. When he got to her navel, he ran his tongue around and into it. Stacy shuddered, and felt him go lower.

When Shane got down to her pussy, he pulled her lips apart, and shoved his tongue straight into her. Stacy moaned, and put her hands on his head to keep him down there. After a few minutes of bringing her close to an orgasm, Shane sat up, rolled Stacy on her stomach and lifted her ass up in the air. Kneeling behind her, Shane guided his cock into her pussy, and started to pump in and out. Then he took his index finger and slid it into Stacy’s ass. When he heard her shriek in the pillow, and felt how tight her ass was, Shane knew that this was Stephanie. Stacy usually enjoyed it when he did this, and could take two or three fingers in her ass.

Knowing that this was Stephanie, Shane felt his cock swell inside her, and started to pump faster. Stephanie started to moan, and thrust back at him. Faster they went until Shane slammed into her one last time, shot his cum deep into her, and Stephanie muffled her scream.

When Shane and Stephanie untangled themselves, they lay with their arms around each other and went to sleep.

We switched a few more times until we left for our grandparents.

****

We were worried about meeting our grandparents for the first time. Would they be able to se right though us and know what we were doing? What would they say if they did know? Mom and dad told us not to worry, and for us to be careful on what we say.

Not only were we going to meet our grandparents, but there would be uncles, aunts and cousins that would be there. We would be there for about a week, and it was a four-hour drive, so we packed and hit the road. On the way over, we didn’t say much, and left each other with their thoughts.

When we got there, cars were already lined up, and someone look out the window. Nervously, we got out stretched, and looked around. They lived in an old farmhouse that was restored, which sat on a few acres of land. Following our parents inside, introductions were made all around.

Mom had a brother a few years older than her, and two sisters younger. Their spouses were there also, and they all showed some resentment towards us, but not much. All our cousins came inside when they heard us pull up. There were seven of them, and they were all the same age as us or younger, except one. His name was Norman. When he was introduced, he yelled that his name was Norm in a real belligerent tone. I instantly disliked him.

Our grandparents, Brad and Joan, were an older version of mom and dad. Except for the gray hair, and age lines, you would swear that they were twins. They hugged us, and warmly welcomed us into their house.

After introductions were made, Shane, Stephanie, Stacy and I went outside with the other kids. Norman went off on his own, while the rest of us stayed together and talked.

“What the hell is his problem?” I threw out.

My cousin Brenda, Norman’s sister, answered. “He’s pissed because my parents made him come with us. He wanted to stay home, but he got arrested not too long ago, and Dad told him that he would either straighten up or he would be on his own.”

“He just rubs me the wrong way.” Shane said.

“He gives me the creeps.” Stephanie threw in.

Two of our cousins, Brenda and Jack, were the same age as us, and we stayed together talking with each other. Jack was the oldest son of mom’s oldest sister. It came out that everyone lived within a few hours of each other. We decided that we would try and get with each other during the next week.

Everyone stayed there for the day, and since it was summer, we cooked on the grill for dinner. The longer we stayed there, the more open everyone became with us. All that is except Norman. He stayed to himself the whole time.

Later on that evening as everyone was leaving for home, it was decided that we would stay there instead of getting a hotel. With the house being an old farm one, there was plenty of room for every one. Shane and I would share a room, Stephanie and Stacy had one, and mom and dad had their own. After everyone had left, it had grown quiet, and as we sat around talking, I realized that I could grow to enjoy this new family. We later retired for the evening.

When we were laying in bed, Shane and I started talking.

“You know, this is the first time in a few months that we have not slept with the girls.” I told him.

“I know. It does feel kind of strange.”

“Hold on a second.” I told him and then opened the door. Looking up and down the hallway, I quietly stepped out. A few minutes later, Stacy walked in and crawled in bed with Shane. I had pulled my own switch.

The next morning I was the first to wake, so I got dressed and walked down to the kitchen. My grandparents were already up and drinking their coffee, bahis so I joined them. One by one, everybody made their way down. After a few hours, Stephanie hadn’t come down so mom went up to find out what was wrong. A little while later she came back to say that Stephanie had a headache and wasn’t feeling good. She wanted to stay in bed, so mom let her.

Since granddad had his heart attack, not too many things had been done, so Shane, dad, and I worked that day to get things caught up. We found out that this had at one time been a functioning farm, and there was more land here than we first realized. Dad talked with granddad at lunch about possible renting some of the land out to local farmers. This way the land wouldn’t just sit there, and it would be extra income coming in for them. Plus it would be less for granddad to take care of.

Stephanie still wasn’t feeling too good at lunch, so she stayed in bed. I went up to check on her, and she was laying there looking out the window.

“Hi hun. How are you feeling?” I asked as I sat on the edge of the bed.

“I could be better. I woke this morning with a migraine, and part of it has been hanging with me all day. I just wish I could get out with everyone.”

“You just rest up hun and get better. We have all week, so you can come out with us later.”

“I love you Shawn.”

“I love you too Stephanie.” I leaned down kissed her, and moved her hair out of her eyes. Taking the dirty dishes that were there, I went back down into the kitchen.

We worked outside the rest of the afternoon doing minor repairs until we were called in to get washed up for dinner. While we were working, some of the others had shown back up again, including Norman. After jumping into the shower, we heated up leftovers for dinner.

When everyone was done, grandma was going to take some soup up to Stephanie when I offered to take it up while she visited with everyone. She thanked me, and I took the tray upstairs.

Stephanie was now out of bed, sitting in a chair looking out the window. When she saw me come in, she smiled and gave me a kiss and a hug.

“Feeling better?” I asked.

“Lots, thank you. I guess this extra rest did me some good.”

Stephanie dug into the soup, and had it gone before too long. When she was done, she sat the bowl down, and leaned back.

“I watched you all afternoon working with your shirt off, and needless to say it did some things to me?” She told me with a laugh to her voice.

“Really! And what kind of things were they?” I asked with a laugh of my own.

“This for one.” She said as she lifted her shirt to show me an erect nipple.

Smiling I reached up to massage her tit, and at the same time leaned over to kiss her. We had just started to kiss each other when she jumped back and gasped, pulling her shirt down at the same time. Turning around, I saw Norman as he turned away from the door. Rushing out of the room, I chased him down the hall catching him as he started going down the stairs. Jerking away from me, Norman lost his balance, and tumbled down the rest of the way. As I ran down after him, everyone came in from the other room to see what the disturbance was.

“What the hell is going on?” My Uncle Frank yelled as he stepped between us.

“Dad …. ,” Herman managed to gasp out. “I saw …. him upstairs …. kissing Stephanie.”

“So what. They are brother and sister.”

Stephanie had managed to put a long robe on, and had joined us. Mom looked at her, and saw a sad look on her face. Bowing her head, mom walked back in the kitchen.

“Dad, you don’t understand. They were kissing, but he also had his hand up her shirt.”

“Is this true?” Uncle Frank asked as he turned to me.

“Yes sir it is. But I can explain.”

“You don’t need to explain Shawn, I understand. Let me get this peeping tom home.” Uncle Frank pushed Norman toward the door, and booted him in the ass. Yelling out, Herman rushed out of the house.

Once we had the house to ourselves again, mom and dad, our grandparents, and the four of us were sitting in the kitchen.

“Tell me what is going on,” my grandfather asked.

My dad was getting ready to say something when I butted in, and told granddad the whole thing from beginning to end. When I was done, everyone was quiet for a few minutes.

“I was afraid something like this would happen.” My grandfather replied.

“What do you mean?” My dad asked him.

Granddad was quiet for a little bit, while he collected his thoughts.

“What I am about to mention, only your stepmother and I know about. None of the others know, and I don’t want them to know. So this is going to be between all of us here.”

My grandfather was quiet again, and my grandmother reached over to take his hand.

“Your mother and I were never married Scott.”

“What are you trying to say Dad?” My father asked heatedly.

“The only way that I can say this Scott is straight out. The reason your mother and I never married, is because we are brother and sister.”

Our complicated family just got worse.

“She got upset and left when she found out that I had been having deneme bonusu affair with Joan for years.”

“Well, that is understandable.” My father told him after he got over his shock of finding out that his father was also his uncle.

“Yes, but Joan is also my first cousin.”

Shit, it’s getting worse.

“Have you two ever wondered why your four kids look almost exactly like you?”

“We have thought about it a few times Brad.” My mother spoke.

“Well that is because you are also my daughter Sue.”

All of our jaws dropped, and the first thing that went through my mind was that our family tree was going to be totally screwed up. Here we were sitting down, being told that dad’s father was also his uncle, and his stepmother was his aunt. That would make them our great-uncle and aunt, as well as our grandparents. What makes it even worse is that mom and dad are not stepsiblings as we first thought, but brother and sister. So our mom was also our aunt, and our father was our uncle. Oh Shit!

“Now you know why we were upset when you two wanted to get married.” My grandmother/great-aunt spoke for the first time.

“Why didn’t you tell us about this before?” Mom asked.

“We were hoping that we would never have to talk about this.” My grandmother told her. “But, it is all out in the open now. No one else knows about it, so please keep this to yourselves.”

We sat there and talked for hours. With all the rest and sleep she had through the day, Stephanie still fell asleep against me. My grandmother said that she needed to get upstairs, so I carried her to bed and went back down to talk. We continued to talk into the night until mom started to nod off. All of us went to bed then.

I was the first one up again the next morning to join granddad and grandma for coffee. Everyone got up without a hitch, and we started our day. That morning we worked around the farm again, and in the afternoon granddad had to go to the doctors, so mom and dad went with them. Shane, Stephanie, Stacy and I decided to stay there and go exploring. The first day we arrived, Brenda told us about a pond that was on the land where they used to go fishing and swimming. The four of us decided to try and find it.

After everyone left for the doctors, we grabbed some snacks, and left to hunt for the pond.

After walking around for about an hour, we found it. Walking around it, we located an area where we could sit. Laying there and relaxing, Shane spoke up.

“Hey! How about a swim.”

“We didn’t bring any suits.” Stephanie told him.

“Who said we need suits,” he shot back.

Shane stood, stripped down, and then walked into the pond. The girls and I looked at each other, shrugged our shoulders, and then stripped down joining Shane. We swam and splashed around for a while and then got out.

Laying there, we were quiet and enjoyed each other’s company. Stephanie poked me in the side and pointed over at the others. Leaning up on my elbow, I looked, and there was Shane and Stacy all over each other. Laughing, I reached over for Stephanie and started kissing her.

Stephanie pushed me over on my back, straddled my face so that her pussy was there for the licking, and then she leaned over to take my cock into her mouth. She gave me one of her best blowjobs, as I ate her out. As always, she took my cock into her mouth and straight down her throat. I licked her from asshole to clit and back. Stephanie’s juices were starting to flow, and I was licking them up. She was sucking my cock in and out of her mouth, taking it all the way in every time she went down.

Shane and Stacy were in the same position. But Shane had his fingers pumping her ass, as he was eating her out. Stacy felt his cock swell in her mouth, and she started to suck him faster. When he felt his load ready to blow, Shane sucked Stephanie’s clit into his mouth and started to hum. Just as she got just his cock head in her mouth, Stacy started to shake in orgasm as Shane shot his load into her mouth.

I felt my balls tighten up, and knew that I was ready. Sucking Stephanie’s clit into my mouth, I slowly pulled off it. When Stephanie felt me tighten up, she allowed just the head in her mouth, and then she started to orgasm when I pulled off her clit again. Tasting her juices, I shot my cum into her mouth.

When the four of us calmed down, the girls sat up and slid down till they were over our still hard cocks. Stephanie turned so she was facing me, and then guided my cock deep into her pussy. Stacy was facing away from Shane, and she guided his cock into her ass.

When they had us fully in them, Stephanie and Stacy started to ride up and down. Turning to the side, they then started to kiss each other, and pinching each other’s nipples. Looking up at them, I was surprised when they started to trade our cum with each other. Both of them were pinching nipples, and with their free hand, they reached down to play with the other’s clit. Shane and I saw this, and it started to really turn us on. Stephanie and Stacy really started to pound up and down on us. Pretty soon I felt by cock swell up again, and after pumping up and down a few more times, Stephanie slammed down on me one last time as I shot my cum into her and she shook with her own orgasm. Shane must have been close also, because at the same time that Stephanie and I had our orgasms, Stacy slammed down on Shane as they started to shudder together.

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High School: Zero to Hero Ch. 01

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Although this is listed as Chapter 01, it would be a good idea to read the prolog of the story just to get the introduction of the main character, Steve Smith.

Thanks again to my editor ‘Romantic1’ for helping me polish this into a presentable story.

It was Monday morning on the first day of school. The start of my senior year. I had just backed my Jeep into a spot off in the corner of the student parking lot. As I surveyed the scene I saw the jocks all parked together in one section flaunting their letter jackets. Some of the more preppy kids had all their expensive German import cars huddled together closer to the teacher parking area away from the rest of us lowly masses. A few other cars were scattered around the parking lot. No doubt the nerds and geeks were already indoors kissing the asses of their favorite teachers.

I continued to sit in the driver’s seat of my Jeep. I quietly tried to collect my thoughts and even attempted a brief moment of meditation to calm my nerves and find my center. Although I had experienced so much over the summer and became more of a man in two months than I ever thought possible, I was still nervous because now it was back the grind of the real world.

Just as I finished exhaling a deep breath my phone rang. When I looked at the caller I.D. I smiled when I saw it registered Ashley’s cell as the caller.

“Hello,” I said as I answered my cell.

“Nervous?” She asked in a calm and relaxing tone.

“How’d you know?” I said with a half-hearted chuckle.

“I figured.” She paused. “Look, you have nothing to worry about. Just be true to yourself and don’t worry about what anyone else thinks, says, or does. Who knows, maybe you’ll enjoy your senior year after all.” I sensed her sarcasm, but also the sincerity of her attempt to get me to relax.

“Calm. Cool. Collected. Confident. Comfortable. Casual,” I said as if it was a religious mantra. “Not nervous.”

“Good,” she said with a hint of pride in her voice. “You wearing the outfit I recommended?”

“To the tee,” I said.

“Excellent. You have nothing to worry about. Now don’t be late.” Just as she said that the first warning bell rang. “I guess that’s your cue. See you over fall break lover,” she ended her call with a kiss and then hung up.

My well-worn hiking books hit the pavement with deliberate thud. For pants I wore a pair of khaki cargo pants and for a shirt I had an untucked button down shirt over a tucked in white undershirt. I had a pair of aviator sunglasses and a vintage Jeep hat my step dad Mike had given me when he gave me the keys to the CJ8 Scrambler. This outfit, as recommended by Ashley, not only reflected my rough and rugged nature but also felt super comfortable. It was the prefect representation of the new me. A far cry from the jeans and t-shirts I wore as a junior.

As I got halfway across the parking lot, I spotted a familiar face leaning against one of the poles outside the main doors to the school. Jenn had been my first real kiss. Her long red hair was hanging down just past her shoulders. She had on a strapless pink floral dress and her sunglasses were perched on top of her head. She looked at me with a rather smug expression.

“Jenn. Long time no see,” I said as I walked up to her.

“I’ll say. You pretty much kissed and ran,” she said in a mock serious tone.

“Ah, about that,” I began to say.

“I’m just teasing,” she said with a twinkle in her eye, “but you do know how to leave a girl hanging and spoil her summer.” She gave me a coy grin letting me know she still thought fondly of our kiss the night of my birthday.

The old me would have laughed, turned around, and walked into school side-by-side with his friend oblivious to what was going on between the lines. The new me had a different idea.

I took a step towards Jenn, closing the small gap between us; I leaned down, brushed her hair over her shoulder, and gave her a soul searing kiss that blew the inexperienced tongue lashing she had received on my birthday far away.

When I broke the kiss and took a step away, Jenn was standing frozen with her eyes closed and her lips still puckered. When she finally snapped out of it and looked at me I smiled.

“Worth the wait?” I asked her giving her a coy smile of my own.

“Uh, yeah,” she said stumbling over her words.

“Well, we better get going before we’re considered late on our first day of school,” I then stuck my elbow out as an invitation to link arms.

Jenn took the cue, and we linked arms and walked into the high school building arm in arm.

+++

Later that day I made my way towards the cafeteria for lunch. The morning classes had been more about housekeeping and catching up than anything educational. I received many compliments on my new look and more than a few winks from the girls. I smiled and thought to myself that I need to find a way to thank Ashley for everything she’s done for me.

Being the first day of school everyone had reverted to the same old cliques from our junior year. bedava bahis This left me without a definitive location to sit down.

“Hello Stevie,” I heard a distinctive female voice say from behind.

“Hello Rachel,” I said in a rather stern voice. “And by the way, please call me Steve.”

“Okay, Steve,” she said emphasizing my name sarcastically. “I guess the new look deserves a new name.”

Rachel was pretty much the queen bee of school since she was the head cheerleader. Tall, skinny, blonde, and dumb as a rock. Cliche, I know. She was hot, she knew it, and she flaunted it.

Much to my surprise and my relief, I spotted Jenn sitting at a table across the room.

“Excuse me,” I said as I walked away from Rachel without giving her much of a second chance. I didn’t need, or want, her kind of drama in my life.

“Steve!” Jenn exclaimed nearly jumping out of her seat as I walked up to the table. “You just starting your lunch?”

“Yeah. Second period lunch. You?” I asked.

“First. We are just finishing up,” she let out a somewhat depressive sigh but then cheered back up. “We’ve got few more minutes,” she said. “Go grab your food. We’ll hold you a seat.” As I walked away, I heard her and her friends giggle. No doubt the subject of the kiss I gave Jenn had been a hot topic already.

When I returned to the table I was able to sit next to Jenn, and for first few minutes we talked about our summers. I prudently neglected to mention my sexual education from my not-really-a-cousin cousin. I did more listening then talking. Something Ashley stressed to me. When I spoke, I was concise and deliberate with my words making sure not to talk too much or use words that didn’t fit the tone of the conversation.

When the bell rang the group of girls excused themselves, and Jenn gave me a pleasant smile before catching up with her friends.

For the next few minutes I enjoyed the relative peace and quiet. I figured I was on my own, which was nothing new, so I enjoyed a moment of serenity in the middle of my school day. This moment to myself, as I thought ahead, may be more important in the middle of a busy semester than right now on the first day of school. In the past I found it very difficult to find a place and time to meditate or at least center myself while at school.

‘Having a half hour to myself during lunch might just be what I need,’ I thought to myself. As I continued thinking I went off into my own little world.

“Steve, right?” An unfamiliar male voice snapped me out of my daze.

“Uh, yeah. Sorry,” I apologized. “Lost in thought.”

“Didn’t mean to interrupt,” the guy said. As I looked him over, I tried to recall his name.

“Doug?” I asked half sure I was right.

“Yeah. Mind if I join you?” He asked gesturing to the empty seat across the table.

“Not at all,” I said with a nod of my head.

“I saw you getting out of that Jeep this morning,” he said with a glimmer of envy. “That thing is sweet.”

“Thanks,” I said with sincerity. “My step dad and I spent the last few years working on it. I am allowed to drive it as long as I keep my grades up.”

“Talk about motivation,” he said with a chuckle.

“Talk about pressure,” I retorted. As we talked I started to remember more and more about him. He and I never had any beef. We had a few classes together and were polite to each other, but I would never have considered him a friend or anything.

“Yeah, it didn’t work too well last year. Calc kicked my ass,” I said with a laugh of my own.

“No doubt. I have it this semester. Not looking forward to it,” he continued.

The rest of our conversation centered on what classes we were taking. We discovered that we had two afternoon classes together. Once the bell rang concluding my lunch period I extended my hand to Doug.

“Doug, it’s been a pleasure catching up with you,” I said as we shook hands. “I look forward to seeing you fifth period.” Another lesson Ashley had taught me was that respect and sincerity were not reserved for the opposite sex. In order to be true to myself I needed to treat everyone respectfully and equally. This was to both temper me from just being nice to girls to get sex out of them but to also prepare me for life as an adult.

+++

My afternoon classes were uneventful. Doug and I got more acquainted and found out we had similar likes and interests. I also got caught up with my other friends. Despite being a light day, I was still happy to hear the final bell of the day.

I enjoyed the late summer sunshine as I walked across the parking lot to my Jeep.

“Steve!” I heard a female voice call my name out. It was familiar, but I couldn’t place it.

When I turned around to look for the source I kicked myself for not recognizing the voice. I saw Summer, one of my fellow swimmers and most likely the forerunner for female team captain spot this fall. She is one of the most popular people on the team and didn’t look half bad either. Her outfit consisted of a short jean skirt and a knit casino siteleri top that hung off her one shoulder.

“Hey Summer,” I said. “How was,” I paused, “your summer?” I said with a perplexed look realizing my poor choice of words.

“It was good,” she said with a smile. “You look like you got some sun. Luck out and get an outdoor lifeguard job?” I nodded. “I was stuck inside. Yet another school year started as a pasty white ghost.” She sarcastically waved her arms and pointed to her pale complexion.

“You are beautiful just the way you are,” I said honestly which caused her to blush. “I managed to get sun burnt three times this summer. So don’t be too jealous,” I said trying to put her at ease.

“Yeah, I guess there is a price to pay,” she stood and shifted her weight as if she had something to say. Another key lesson Ashley had taught me was reading someone’s body language. Sometimes how someone says something, or what is not being said, is more important than what they are saying.

“What can I do for you Summer?” I asked removing my sunglasses to make eye contact with her.

“Coach wants to have a pre-season meeting at some point this week,” she explained. “Just to go over some recruiting efforts for the club and sports fair on Friday.”

I was surprised that Coach would consider me to help with the fair. Usually the junior team captains, who were most likely going to be elected senior team captains were in charge of the team’s booth for the fair. Since I was not a captain I never really considered myself involved.

“Oh. I figured Sean would be helping you with that,” I said.

“Well, you didn’t hear this from me,” she said in a near whisper, “but Coach wasn’t too happy with how Sean managed his duties last year. He was also impressed with your efforts to cheer people on and thinks you’d be a better captain this year than he would.”

I was flattered, thought about it for a second, and then thanked Summer for the heads up.

“You look good by the way,” she said as she walked away.

“And you are as beautiful as ever,” I retorted causing her to blush again.

I took a few more steps across the parking lot and saw Jenn standing near my Jeep.

She smiled at me, stuck out her thumb, and flashed me a bit of her thigh. “Can I get a ride home mister?” She said in a mock school girl tone.

I smiled. “Sure.” As a gentlemen I walked around to the passenger door and helped Jenn climb into the lifted Jeep.

As I walked around to the driver seat other students leaving the parking lot waved politely, and I heard a few nondescript “Nice Jeep” comments.

‘It is a nice Jeep,’ I thought to myself. ‘Not a bad first day.’

As I got situated inside my cell went off.

“How was your first day?” It was Ashley.

“Great,” I said. “I can’t talk now though. I am giving someone a ride home. I will fill you in later.”

“A girl?” She asked sarcastically. I remained silent. “You behave,” she paused, “on second thought, don’t behave. Misbehave. Be naughty. Then tell me all about it.”

I laughed and told her I would call her later.

“My cousin,” I said as I turned to Jenn. “Wanted to see how my first day went.”

“That was nice of her,” she replied.

I started the Jeep and as we exited the parking lot Jenn and I made small talk about our first days, our classes, and our expectations for our last year of high school.

As we passed the local Dairy Queen I turned and pulled into the parking lot.

“Ice cream?” Jenn asked enthusiastically.

“Well, I figure the only way I can make up for not calling you on your birthday, and for leaving you hanging all summer, is to treat your to a belated birthday blizzard,” I then jumped out of the Jeep, walked around to her door, and helped her out.

“Aww. Thanks,” she cooed. “You know you don’t have to. I know you were in the mountains and couldn’t call.”

I reassured her it would be my pleasure to treat her to ice cream.

As we sat down outside and enjoyed the first few spoonfuls of our blizzards, I could sense Jenn was going to ask something.

“So,” she said definitively. “Is this a date?”

I thought for a second. “Yes.”

“Do you want me to be your girlfriend?” She asked next.

“No,” I paused, “I like you. I really do. But we are both young and I don’t think there is any reason to lock ourselves into a single relationship.” I stopped to make sure she was following me. “The last thing I want to do is get in the way of any of your experiences this year.”

“Interesting,” she said as she let it all sink in. “And if I want to kiss you again?” She asked.

“No complaints,” I said with a coy smile.

“And if I want to kiss other people?” She asked testing me.

“You are free to do so,” I said reassuring her.

“So does that make us friends with benefits?” She asked with a glimmer of hope.

“Like I said. If that is something you are comfortable with, then you will get no complaints from me,” I said. “However, if you bahis siteleri want to remain friends without benefits, I am more than fine keeping things that way.”

“I dunno,” She said taking a bite of her ice cream. “All I can eat free ice cream seems to be a benefit I could get used to.” She then teasingly licked her spoon clean, winked at me, and then continued to eat her ice cream like nothing was out of the ordinary.

After we finished our ice cream, I took Jenn home.

“My parents won’t be home for a few hours,” she said before getting out. “If you would like to come in for a while, and discuss those friendly benefits, you are more than welcome,” she then ran the tip of her finger across the exposed part of her chest.

“I’d like that,” I said without trying to sound too eager.

Once inside, Jenn put her bag down inside the foyer. I took a step up behind her and put my arms around her waist as she bent over. She turned around in my arms, and we quickly found ourselves in another passionate kiss.

“You. Me. Upstairs. Now,” she said in a commanding tone. Then she broke free of my grasp and bolted up the stores like a giddy schoolgirl.

I followed in her wake, but slowly. I could hear her giggles and stood in the doorway to her bedroom.

“I have a confession to make,” she said while she knelt in the center of her bed.

“And what is that?” I asked playing along.

“I was a naughty girl today,” she tried to look innocent as she sat back on her heels with her hands on her knees.

“Oh?” I asked. She nodded in affirmation. “How were you a naughty girl today?”

“I didn’t wear any panties to school,” she said in a little girl voice.

“That is naughty,” I said getting aroused at the thought of a seemingly good girl like Jenn walking around all day without underwear on.

“I don’t like wearing panties,” she paused, “ever!” She played the innocent little girl act as much as she could.

I asked, “Do you do anything else that is considered naughty?” She nodded again. “Tell me.”

“I play with myself,” she said.

“You play dolls with yourself?” I asked playing along with her bit. She shook her head no. “Then how do you play with yourself?”

“I touch myself,” she said with a bashful smile.

“Do you want to show me how you touch yourself?” I asked. “That would be very, very naughty.”

She got a mischievous look on her face. “I’ve never done that before.”

“Well,” I said, “why don’t you show me how naughty you can be.”

She leaned forward off her ankles and ran her hands up her legs, across her stomach, up to her shoulders. I made my way over to her computer desk and wheeled her chair next to her bed and sat down.

Without a word she turned to face me, still on her knees, and then slowly pulled the dress up over her head. True to her word she was not wearing any panties. She was also not wearing a bra.

“You didn’t tell me about not wearing a bra,” I said.

“Well, this dress doesn’t really work with one. So no panties and no bra for me today,” she said tossing her dress to the floor.

“You are a naughty girl aren’t you.” She nodded and began running her hands over her body. “I thought you were such a good girl.” She shook her head no. “So tell me, what do you do when you play with yourself.”

“I start off playing with my boobies,” she said as she grabbed her breasts. “They are small, but I like them. Do you like them?” I nodded. Using some of the knowledge Ashley gave me, I guessed they were a full B cup. “I then start to play with my pussy.” She slid her hands down between her legs. “Sometimes I look at porn on my computer.” This caused my dick to jump in my pants. “Sometimes I think about boys.” She paused as she slid her hand between her legs letting a small moan escape her lips. “Sometimes I think about girls.” My dick jumped so hard it nearly ripped itself out of my pants. “Most of the time I just use a toy.”

I tried to keep my wits about me. A younger, more inexperienced me would have jumped on the bed by now and probably blown my load in seconds. Since Ashley had already shared her own stories about being with girls, and playing with toys, I was a bit more tempered. Still, I was young, eager, and itching to get my rocks off. I just reminded myself to be patient, and take my time.

Jenn repositioned herself on the bed, spreading her legs in front of her, and giving me a nice view of her smooth pussy.

“I get it waxed,” she said. “I hate shaving.”

“Very nice. I hope to taste it later,” I said flirting with her.

She slipped two fingers inside her pussy and then brought them to her lips. “I think I taste yummy.” I so wanted to dive right in and start licking her pussy, but I waited. She finished licking her fingers and then reinserted them into her pussy. “It feels so good when I do this. I feel so naughty with you watching me. No one has ever watched me do this in person.”

“What do you mean no one has watched you in person?” I asked unsure of what she was implying.

“I like to put on a show every now and then on line.” I subconsciously swallowed as I let that sink in. “I have always wanted someone to watch me in person. I am glad it’s you Steve.” I thought to myself that I was glad it was me too. “Do you want to hear something really naughty?”

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So I’d just finished helping the old battle axe, my favorite aunt. She’d asked me to help her move a few things and it’d only take a few minutes. It took most of the freakin day.

She’s always been a snooty know it all. What can I say, I like to help. All you have to do is ask and I’m there, often times putting my own needs aside.

She’s a little heavy, but not obese. According to her, however, she’s not fat. Well she had an ass I wouldn’t mind getting into. She quickly put together a snack for me and said she had to go have a shower. I started in on the treats she left on the kitchen table and she went off to her room.

I was enjoying a long cold soda when she then saunters out with a towel wrapped around her, telling me she doesn’t think she’s overweight.

She asked if she was wrong as she opened the towel to reveal herself. She still had her bra and panties on, and did a half twirl. I saw her panty clad area and got hard.

I told her that its still hard to tell with so much on. At this she sucked her teeth and asked if I needed her to take off her underwear too. Still grinning, I told her that she asked and if she wanted an honest opinion I couldn’t get a good enough view with the towel and other things in the way.

She poutingly told me that she isn’t taking them off, that I would have to take them off. Then teasingly suggested I take my clothes off.

She headed back to her room. I put the glass down and got up. Man, my pants were suddenly so damn tight! I went tentatively down the hallway. Still not a hundred percent sure what I was going to do. But I thought I could get a glimpse of her naked body at the very least.

I entered her room and rounded the corner to her ensuite. Her bra was on the floor and she turned when she heard me and removed her panties.

Not much was spoken. I was somewhat at a loss for words having seen her naked form. I didn’t say anything, just looked her over. This displeased her and she suggested I go back and finish my snack.

There was no way I wasn’t going to put my hands on that. I told her I wasn’t really hungry. With that I approached her canlı bahis and removed my shirt at the same time. She said I could use the main bath as she wasn’t going to wait to take a shower.

I acknowledged but continued undressing, removing my pants as she made her way into the shower with her back to me. I was nude as she began to pull the curtain close.

I grabbed the curtain and stopped her. She gasped when she saw me standing there with my cock standing at attention. I stepped closer and placed my hand on her back as she fully turned to face me.

Since she wasn’t resisting I placed my mouth on her breast and licked the nipple, at which she shuddered. She asked what I was doing. I told her that I was just being naked with a naked woman. Then I kissed her lips to stop her talking.

I led her out of the tub and placed my hand between her legs searching for her hairy box. Turns out it was shaved. That got me hotter. I went down on my knees and kissed her bush but she kept her legs together. She said she has to shower first.

As she turned toward the shower, I bit her ass in several places. I climbed into the shower with her and grabbed the soap and handed it to her and asked her to wash me first. I wanted her down on her knees in front of me!

She lathered me up and down from behind getting her hands between my cheeks,rubbing my anus. I turned around so she could do me up front. She started at my neck and worked her way down to my hard cock. She had this coy smile on her face. I played with her tits and fingered her snatch the best I could. I told her to do my legs too. She lowered herself to her knees and lathered up my legs.

As the water washed the lather away, I leaned into her face and placed my hardon at her lips. She was reluctant so I placed one leg up on the wall so she couldn’t stand up. I told her that for what I was going to do to her body I deserved to have my cock licked and sucked.

She tentatively kissed my cock and I told her to put her lips around the head which she did. However she wouldn’t let it past her teeth. So I tea bagged her and asked her to kaçak iddaa lick my balls. I turned so I was facing away and my ass was in her face. As she was kissing my balls I held her head to my ass and just ground it in her face.

She slapped my leg. Getting slapped on warm wet skin really stings! I stood up straight and this gave her the opportunity to stand up. She shouted something about not liking the idea of kissing somebody’s ass. I told her it was clean then I kissed her mouth and didn’t say anything else as I stepped out of the shower leaving her there to shower herself. I toweled off and jumped into her bed awaiting her arrival.

She appeared some minutes later with the towel draped over her shoulders and wearing different panties. I spread my legs and displayed my hard cock to her. I said we had some unfinished business. She stood there and told me to get serious then muttered something about having to dry her hair, which she commenced to do. This broad was really playing hard to get!

I got off the bed and approached her. I circled behind her and dropped to my knees. I yanked her panties down in one fluid motion and she almost tripped over onto the bed. She steadied herself with her hands, her towel fell to the floor. She was now standing with her legs apart leaning over the bed.

I parted her cheeks with my hands and started to kiss my way down her crack. She was moaning instantly while calling me nasty as I kissed her anus, so I gave it a lick. She moaned deeper and I made my way to her snatch. I inserted my tongue between her lips while my nose pressed against her anus. She was loving every second of it.

Very soon I was tasting her cum as she moaned in orgasm. I stood up and guided my cock into her pussy and she shrieked in ecstasy and ground her ass into my torso. I gave her a few deep thrusts until she fell flat onto the bed.

I rolled off her and lay back waiting to see what she’d do next. She rolled over onto her back and pulled herself up onto the bed. She then started to tell me how good that felt and she never thought I’d have the nerve to try something like kaçak bahis that, all the while caressing her mound.

Man, I hadn’t cum yet and this broad is into her after sex mood! That wouldn’t do. I told her that I wasn’t finished having sex with you yet. I wanted to feel her mouth on my cock. With that, I climbed on top of her and presented my cock to her mouth and stayed on top of her as I rubbed the head on her lips.

She was reluctant, but I was determined. It took a while but I got it into her mouth. Soon I was gliding back and forth into her mouth. I then turned around into a 69 with her still on the bottom, or is that a 96,lol!

I pulled her knees up and spread them. I guided my cock back towards her mouth and told her to keep sucking as I started tonguing her crack. I did circles around her asshole and she was soon sucking in the hardness I’d given her. We stayed like this for a while because I loved having my cock in her prudish mouth, just fucking it. Eventually her neck began to get sore from bobbing on my cock.

I climbed off her and got between her thick thighs. I planted my cock in her snatch and again raised her knees to her tits. I wrapped my biceps around her shins and held onto her back. I had her in a position in which she couldn’t move and I pumped her hard.

I slammed her pussy hard with every stroke. With every slam she moaned out loud. With one hand I reached down and rubbed my balls on her exposed asshole. She got louder and louder and I knew she was ready again. It put me on the verge of cumming knowing that I was about to make my Auntie cum.

I pumped harder and tried to go deeper as she got super slippery, that’s when I couldn’t hold back any longer. I gave her one last deep hard thrust and slammed my balls into her asshole. I gushed cum into her snatch, spasming over and over again.

I pumped her with every spasm till she went limp. I rolled off her and we both lay there for long time not saying anything.

I eventually asked her if she enjoyed it as much as I did. She said I surprised her but it was great. I told her I wanted to fuck her again. I told her I really enjoyed fucking my auntie and I didn’t want to stop.

This lead to a long and exciting relationship for both of us. I spent a lot of time at her place! Its been years now and none of our relatives have any idea we even see each other often!

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OK. Its time mommy takes some punishment. I am of the view that if you don’t punish mommies too often, they may deviate from the path of being a nice, obedient slaves to their sons. So here I go in her room again, reminding myself that since last two days, mom haven’t had punishments from her beloved son, so its time to make up for those two missed days.

She is lying in her bed. What she is wearing isn’t going to hide what she has got. Smooth arms that I love to kiss and lick, nice lovely well manicured hands that look lovely when they engulf my dick, fingers long and artistic that I love to suck, shoulders, plump and pleasurable when I dig my fingernails in them. Oh my mother is so pretty, that I don’t think I can ever stop loving her and punishing her is the most pleasurable thing I can think of.

So many ways I have devised to express my love to her in my peculiar way. I love to slap her, on her face, cheeks and wherever I can lay my hands on, until she cries and begs for mercy. I hold her hair in my hands and give her violent jerks, her face in violent throes, I keep on slapping her while I am pulling her face and this mostly happens when I am naked in front of her and with every jerk of her hair, she gets my dick probing in her soft chummy face. I love when I make her naked and make her lie down on my naked thighs and she gets lots of smacks on her soft pretty butt. Oh how pleasurable is it to slap her soft plump butts. They are the cutest pair of butts in this world and how pleasurable illegal bahis is it when my hands come with force and slap them in all earnest. She moans like a bitch in pain and how sweet to my ears is it to listen to her cries and sobs and tears flow down her eyes and cheeks. My dick gets erect whenever I think of my mommy getting lovingly punished at my hands.

There are so many ways of punishing mommy and every time I come up with a new innovative way to punish the lovely bitch. So much so, that she is afraid at my innovativeness and is afraid what’s in store for her, each time I approach her bed room. Of course I love water games. So I enjoy whenever I pee on mommy’s face. Her royal, elegant face getting drenched with my golden showers. This usually happens when we are done with all the punishments and I have come once or twice on her face, and she cannot take any more punishments without getting killed. So after the entire usual painful lovemaking and punishments towards mommy, in the end she gets her face wet with my pee and I stand close to her face while urinating. My pee comes out with large force, making splashes and large sound hitting her face and her every pore of upper body as well as my groin gets wet with smelly hot water. This signifies the end of punishments for her so she usually spells relief on her face, whenever I come close to her face and start urinating.

And yes, I love it when the motherly bitch, cries “No ..No ..No…” while she is getting punished at casino siteleri my hands. So she is strictly ordered to cry these words. So while she likes some of the acts that she is habitual of, she has to say NO loud and clear from her motherly lips. Else I have tricks of making her go mad with pain.

Whenever we are alone at home, and this happens often, I have instructions for the bitch to be stark naked. She doesn’t have a shred of clothing on her and I can lay my hands on whatever piece of her flesh I want. Of course I hit her without any reason , bite her, blood comes out at various parts of her body and most of the times whenever we are alone , she spends her time crying and begging for mercy from her lovely son. I see her working in kitchen bending over sink and I wanna have feel of her soft motherly ass, so I just go and land a forceful kick on her butt’s. This makes her swirl and sometimes fall on cold floor. From there I make her turn and lie on her stomach so that I can view and if I like, kick her butt many times over. Sometimes I have leather boots on, sometimes I like the touch of my bare feet on her soft lovely ass.

Sometime when she is sleeping in middle of night in her nighties and I wanna screw her. So I just go in her room, climb on her bed, start slapping her face, tear her nightie and insert my hard, warm dick in her lovely soft puss. She cries in pain as she isn’t expecting me to screw her in middle on night, and of course she moans “No No” as instructed, poker siteleri but that doesn’t stop me, rather excites me and I finish my need with her body and when spent my mommy’s pussy, I just urinate on her if I feel like and relaxed, spent, hug her and go to sleep with her, while she cries and sobs softly in my arms.

Of course she has to worship my dick like a god’s statue. She has to lick it clean everyday, and whenever I feel like having the touch of mother’s soft mouth on my smelly, unclean dick, I just order her and she comes, happily sucking on dick and we have fun. Same applies to my arse, and she has to smell it, sometimes I fart on her face, whenever her food gives me trouble and she has to put her fingers in my arse and look for any uncleanness. Sometimes I poop on her face when I feel too bad about her, but that isn’t very frequent. Whenever that happens, I order her to lie down on bathroom floor and I bend on her face and empty my stomach on her face.

Most of the time, we are a normal couple and I just make soft love to her like tying her down to bed post , stripping her naked, beating her so that she acquires pink glow all over her motherly plump body, and then licking , biting, fondling her all over. Her boobies are center of my attention as I fondle them hard for hours, bite and lick the nippies and mom goes crazy shouting at top pitch begging me to screw her, but I won’t oblige. I keep on teasing her tied down body and kicking whatever body part I want to kick and biting her wherever and watching her beg , sob and moan for more or less of the treatment.

I wonder why she plays all these games with me. The answer is that of course she loves to be humiliated and loved all over like no-ones does to her better than I do, her sweet young son.

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I live near public tennis courts. I go there not to play, but to check out the talent. One sunny morning I was watching from a balcony that overlooked the courts. I could not see anyone else around.

Then I noticed a girl hitting a tennis ball against one of the squash walls. She was blonde, about twenty, with an athletic body. Her legs were long, lean and tanned. She had on a short white pleated skirt and a yellow tank top with a cartoon puppy. As she swung her racquet I would catch glimpses of her succulent young ass. I imagined myself standing behind her with my arm guiding her hand.

She noticed me and smiled.

“Hi”, she said.

“Hi, I’m Jake. Nice morning”.

“My name’s Lisa.” She grinned and spun her tennis racquet . “Fancy a game?”

I nodded and made my way down from the balcony onto the tennis court. Lisa moved into position with a tennis ball in hand, swinging her perfect ass as she walked. Her t-shirt clung to her tight sexy body. Her skirt was short but not quite short enough, if you know what I mean. I imagined a gust of wind lifting it a little and giving me a glimpse of her buttocks.

“Ok Jake, are you ready?”

“Always ready” I said, giving her a cheeky smile.

Lisa lobbed the ball into the air and hit it. I made a run and a swing but missed. She made a few more serves and I managed to hit a few back but missed most of them.

Suddenly I had an idea. “What about we add a little twist” I said as Lisa got ready for another serve.

“What kind of twist?”

“Here’s the deal. Every time one of us misses that person has to take off an item of clothing.”

Lisa stopped.

“No one can see us” I said.

“I don’t know …”

“Why don’t we just start and see what happens?”

Lisa looked me up and down. Her bahis siteleri eyes paused briefly on my crotch and then went back to my face. Her eyelids slightly dropped in a Marilyn Monroe gaze.

“Ok then,” Lisa said, “and by the way I couldn’t help noticing you staring at me all morning.”

Lisa tossed the ball into the air and served. The ball bounced on my side and I rushed to hit it. I swung and deliberately missed.

“Hey,” Lisa laughed. “Now you’re not even trying.”

I got the tennis ball and tossed it back. Lisa bent over to pick the ball up and gave me a good view of her panties.

“Time to take off something,” she said.

I pulled my t-shirt over my head and dropped it onto the ground.

Lisa’s eyes lingered briefly over my chest. “I see you work out a bit.”

I nodded.

Lisa served the ball and once again I missed.

“Are you trying to deliberately lose?”

I grinned. “Whatever gave you that idea?” I tossed the ball back to her.

“Next item, Jake.”

I pulled my shorts down and kicked them off my feet. Lisa would have to have been blind not to have noticed the bulge underneath my briefs.

Lisa picked up the ball and tossed it into the air for the third time. I didn’t even bother running.

Lisa pointed. “Game over, Jake. Off it comes. Let’s see what you’ve got under there.”

I took off my briefs, freeing my eight inch cock.

Lisa looked around. “Hey slow down big boy. Someone might see you.”

“We’ll hear if anyone comes” I said.

Lisa walked over and knelt down in front or me. She wrapped her fingers around the base of my cock and licked the precum off the head. I moaned as she sucked the tip of my cock into her mouth and began to slide her lips up down. Pretty soon canlı bahis siteleri my whole cock was in her mouth. I could feel her tongue teasing the underside as she sucked my dick deeper. Then, just as I felt my balls start to tighten, she stood up, her face flushed and with a smile as big as Texas.

I pulled her into me and pressed my cock between her thighs, running my hands up and down her back to her round soft ass, kissing the back of her earlobes, her neck, her shoulders. It was my turn to please her. I knelt down and grabbing the back of her legs I kissed the fleshy inner part of her thighs and slid my hands underneath her skirt.

Lisa took a step back and took off her skirt and lace white panties.

Lisa’s cunt was inches away from my face. It was wet and her inner lips protruded out. Her pubic hair was trimmed to a small strip. I could clearly see her swollen and erect clit.

I started by licking my tongue lightly over her outer pussy lips, drawing moans of pleasure. I then licked from the bottom of her pussy to her clit with both the tip and flat of my tongue. I knew Lisa was in heaven as she ran her fingers through my hair. Then I began to concentrate on her clitoris which was begging for attention.

Lisa shoved my head hard into her sopping cunt and began to tense. Her knees buckled. I shoved my tongue deep into into her vagina as far as it could go.

“Ohhhh my God,” said Lisa, “I’m cumming”. I held her legs as I thrust my tongue in and out like it was my cock. “Fuck, oh god yes” Lisa moaned as her whole body buckled.

After she had cum Lisa pushed my head from between her legs. Her eyes were glazed and she was breathing heavy, almost breathless. I stood up, my cock bouncing in the air. Lisa turned around and bent over, grabbing güvenilir bahis hold of one the poles attached to the tennis net.

“I want your cock inside me” Lisa said, almost in a whisper.

Lisa thrust her pussy out and held the tennis pole tight. I grabbed my cock and placed the head against the opening of her cunt and pushed forward. My cock was perfectly shaped to hit her g-spot.

Soon I was fucking her pussy like there was no tomorrow, changing the rhythm everytime I felt her pussy contract around my cock. Then the cum started to well up. The head of my dick swelled and become more sensitive. I slowed down, wanting to feel every pleasure sensation.

I thrust hard, and then again. On the third stroke my body tensed.

I mix of cum and precum spurt out of the tip of my cock. I moved my dick in and out slightly, feeling the wetness of the first lot of my juices. Then I thrust again and came. Great wads of cum shot out and deep into her cunt. I held still continued to cum, unable to move. I came for at least a minute, probably longer.

“Ohhhhh,” said Lisa as my cock shot deep, her pussy muscles milking it of every drop.

I slowly withdrew, exhausted and out of breath. There was so much cum that it dripped down from her pussy and onto the concrete. My cock felt completely drained.

Lisa stood up and put her panties and skirt back on. I got dressed too. There was an enormous wet patch by the tennis pole where we had just been fucking.

“Wow” she said, wrapping her arm around my waist. “That was fantastic”.

I couldn’t have agreed more.

“Want to cum back to my place?” Lisa asked.

I nodded and walked with her to her red Honda Civic. I settled myself into the passenger seat.

“Take your shorts off so that I can see your cock while I drive, I want to see how long it takes for you to get hard again” said Lisa.

I pulled down my shorts. My cock was already hard. Lisa grinned and as she drove she stroked my dick now and then with her free hand. But what happened when we got to her place is a whole new story.

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Princess Ch. 03

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Author’s forward: The first chapter was all from Steve’s point of view. The second I used Maddie’s point of view to tie up a lot of things that Steve didn’t know, and tied up some endings left in part one. This part is going to mainly be Steve’s point of view since it is his tale. There will be parts written from Maddie’s view so that I can roll into the fourth part without half of it being backtracking. Please enjoy…..SH

When I wrote that previous forward I had intended the story to be four chapters only. Well, as I wrote various ideas came to me. A few of which I tried and liked. The only problem with that is they threw my plan into a tailspin and I had to do a lot to keep the tale tracking the way I wanted to. I apologize for so much backtracking, but it’s the best way I know to tell Steve’s tale. I also found the story running a lot longer than I had originally planned so therefore the story is no longer a four chapter ride but five now, that is if I can keep chapter four from going out of control.

So please enjoy chapter three, please vote and all feedback is appreciated. See you in chapter 4……SH

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“Put your money where your mouth is punk!”

“I got nothing to prove here cock monger! You talked shit, not me. You gonna put daddy’s money on your car? Any one of us will see whatever you lay down.”

“All right boy, I got a grand here says my ‘Cuda will romp any of you.”

Geoff Mandrel had bought a 68 Barracuda from a couple of guys we knew from a town about 60 miles south. They had the car at the race track just about every weekend trying to figure out why it fell flat on it’s face about 900 feet into the race. That’s why they sold it. This douche bag didn’t know shit about his ride, he just knows it has a hemi, they were fast in the day, and still should be.

I’m not sure how much the Rodriguez brothers had soaked Geoffy and his daddy for, but I’m sure they got enough to build some serious iron, and a big laugh at the same time. It’s not every day you have chumps with cash to blow fall into your lap. Don pulled the deck of cards out and shuffled them, and handed the deck to Shelby.

Shelby had been home from college for a week now and we had spent just about every night together. She broke off her engagement and said she wanted to be with me. That worked out fine for me since Maddie had announced her pending nuptials in the shittiest manner I know of. By text! I guess I was stupid for believing she truly had room in her heart for me. At least I don’t live at Herb and Dianne’s any longer and thus will not have to see her. I hooked up with Shelby on what turned out to be the best and shittiest night of my young life.

****

I was working Wednesday night, in my office at Charley’s, when Charley came to my door. “Shep, I got some fuck stick kid out here looking to talk to you.” With that he turned and headed right back out. Charley and I have that kind of relationship. We waste few words. When Charley says someone is a fuck stick, it usually means he thinks they are not in the store to buy.

I went out to the front counter to find Tommy “Diesel” DeSalle waiting. “Fuck stick” seemed to be a proper term. I have little to no use for this guy. He always runs his mouth, and never backs it up. He claims he’s been trying to race me now for a month. He’s never out though when I am. Seems to be a funny way to goad someone into a race in my opinion. Of course this is the same guy who was the starting quarterback on the high school team for three years. They won two games in those three years; games Diesel was hurt and couldn’t play in. The year after he graduated they won the State Championship. Doctor Daddy’s money must have been one hell of a brain number for the coach.

I get out to the counter to see what this asshole wanted and he hits me with, “What’s this shit about Maddie getting hitched?”

I couldn’t hide my surprise. I had received a text from her a week ago saying she was fucking her boy friend Mark on a regular basis. That had pissed me off but it said nothing about marriage. “What the fuck are you prattling about?”

“Your sister, numb nuts, I got a text today saying she’s getting married in May.”

He handed his phone to me and I read the message. “Beats me. She aint said word one to me about it, not that that is anything new.”

“Dude, don’t be a jackass! Your sister thinks the sun rises and falls around you. She’ll likely call you and tell you.”

I couldn’t believe what I was reading;

“OK guys. Mark and I will get hitched in May. I wish you all the best

But I am off the market. XOX M”

So this is her way of not going exclusive with anyone else? “I take thee to bang ’til my heart’s content,” seems pretty fucking exclusive to me. Maybe she was throwing old flames off the trail so to speak, so she’d have more time for me. But still, I felt like someone had kicked me in the balls repeatedly with steel toed boots. I had to change the subject to keep from exploding.

“Who knows? bedava bahis So, where’s your car? I haven’t seen it in a while.”

“It’s in the shop man. Broke my spur lock in the left dif.”

“What the fuck is this imbecile talking about?” I asked my self. If you are going to bullshit, learn some actual mechanical problems before you spout off. I pretended to not notice his moronic misstep. “Yeah I need to save up and replace my spur locks with racing versions soon. I’m not sure how much longer mine are gonna hold up.”

I knew where his car was. He had it back at Northwitch’s getting them to do some stupid shit he read about in a magazine that was supposed to add 100 horsepower to his car. The article failed to mention that a lot of engine modification was needed to get the effects desired. My buddy Greg had just gotten a job there and told us all about it.

“We’ll have to race after all these spur locks are replaced.” I told him as I walked him towards the door. I didn’t care to have Charley think I had any business to do with this guy. As we walked past a stack of amplifiers I was grabbed from behind and had my eyes covered with a pair of female hands. I felt hot breath on my ear as I was told, “Guess who.” in a sultry sexy voice, followed by a tongue to my ear.

“If I guess does the action stop?” I asked. I was rewarded by being spun around to gaze into the very beautiful face of Shelby James. She hugged me fiercely and whispered in my ear, “I have missed you handsome.”

Diesel looked like he was seeing an episode of “The Twilight Zone.” He stammered out a greeting, to with she absentmindedly answered “Hiya hun.”

She trailed a finger down into the open collar and neck of my shirt and asked, “So when are you off babe?”

I glanced at the wall clock and told her I’d be off in about two hours. “See you then baby.” She said as she kissed me deeply, and then headed out the door, leaving me to collect dirty looks from Diesel. He walked out muttering something under his breath.

I went back into my office and got back to work. About ten minutes later, Charley popped his head in and said “You’re doin all right kid. She’s fucking hot!”

Finally after two slow torturous hours, Charley popped his head in my door and said “Take off kiddo. Go get laid!”

He didn’t need to tell me twice. I got out to my car to find Shelby waiting for me. She was wearing a blue turtleneck fleece ski jacket, tight blue jeans and a pair of white Ugz. She was leaning up against my car waiting. I asked her if she was hungry, to which she replied, “Not really baby, but I am single, and quite horny. Can we go to your place?”

“Single? What about your fiancé?” I asked.

“I broke it off dear. After our lunch that Friday I knew I wanted to be with you and not him. That’s not entirely true. I have wanted to be with you for quite some time.”

“Is this some part of a plot by Maddie to set me up for a royal crushing? She had never been nice to me and then she does a 180 degree turn around.” I didn’t really think I should mention the totality of the turn around. “I guess I am so used to shit treatment that I am always waiting for the other shoe to drop.”

“No crushing coming from me baby. I’ll fuck anyone up who tries to hurt you sweetie. I have wanted you since you turned 16.”

I scoffed at the idea of the hottest female around wanting me. She gave me a look I couldn’t quite interpret and said, “Ever since Maddie showed me how I could watch you in the shower, I have wanted you.”

Watch me in the shower? Sometimes I ….. Then as if she had read my mind:

“Yes I have seen you jerking off a time or two, or more. What a turn on baby!”

I was glad it was dark, because my face was as red as it had ever been. Here was the hottest woman I have ever seen telling me she had seen me peelin’ the chili. I wanted to hide.

“Don’t be embarrassed baby. Do you how many times I have worn out batteries in my vibrator thinking about you jerking off?”

Well, I figured as long as we were confessing….”Prolly not as many times as I have waxed my carrot picturing you.” I could feel my ears burning.

“Huh uh! No way. Really?” she asked.

“Uh, YEAH. Who wouldn’t rub one out over you? You are a fucking knock out!”

“I’m ok. Maddie is the knock out. I am just ok.”

“Bullshit babe. I know far too many guys who would kill to be with you. Hell, I am pinching myself to be sure I’m not having a wet dream right now.”

“You’ve had wet dreams about me?” she sounded surprised.

She had to have heard my blush. I could hear the blood rushing to my ears making the feel aflame. “You are a fantasy come true for me.”

“Let’s get to your place darling’. We’ll make ALL of our fantasies come true.”

We got to my house about five minutes later. We became locked at the lips, our tongues sparring for position as I fumbled the front door open. I wondered if my nosy ass neighbor Shirley was catching all of this casino siteleri to tell her old biddy pals about at bingo tomorrow.

We barely made it down the stairs to my basement bedroom before Shelby had my jacket and shirt off and had begun working on my jeans. I pulled her top up over her head to discover she wore nothing under the fleece jacket. As my brain froze at the sight of her perfect bare naked perky tits, my hands made the move on their own. My right hand grabbed her breast and began caressing and massaging it.

She had my belt undone and had my button and zipper open. She worked her hand in and started rubbing my cock bringing it instantly to life. She was stroking it, slowly and deliberately, rubbing her thumb over the ultra sensitive head every upstroke.

“Mmm, your cock feels so nice baby. I was stupid for not jumping you a long time ago.”

I was still having a hard time getting my mind wrapped around the idea that not only did I have the hottest woman around wanting to jump my bones, but it was actually about to happen. My free hand started rubbing her ass, while I roiled her nipple between my thumb and finger. I could see her cheeks turning red, and her breathing was getting heavier. I barely noticed that she had pushed my jeans clear to the floor, and I was essentially naked in front of Shelby James.

“Hey! This is unfair.” I mock protested, “I think we need to even the playing field here.”

She smiled and took a step back. She then began swaying her hips to music I couldn’t hear and did a five minute strip tease involving only her boots, jeans, and lacy thong. When she was naked she crushed her tits against my chest and forced her tongue into my mouth. I reached down and squeezed her ass with both hands, eliciting a moan from her. I worked her over toward the couch and pushed her back onto it and got on my knees. She spread her legs and I dove into her sweet cunt.

I have never tasted anything as divine as Shelby’s hot wet box. She didn’t last but three minutes before she screamed out in the throes of her first orgasm. I was glad that my basement suite was sound proofed or else Mike might be awakened by her screams and Shirley would be calling the church to exorcise the demons. I alternated between using my tongue flat to lick her lips up and down from her ass to her super sensitive clit, and using my tongue like a prick and fucking her pussy with it. Her juices wee running down my chin as I tongue fucked her to another screaming orgasm.

As her third cum was reaching its peak, I slid my finger up into her hot snatch. She fucking exploded! I was pumping my finger in and out of her pussy and as she came I sucked her clit into my mouth and flicked my tongue rapidly across it. As she was cumming again, I recalled watching a funny comedian named Sam Kinneson on a video tape that Mike’s dad has. On it Sam says if you want to eat pussy like a pro and have her remember you, lick the alphabet.

I got as far as “J” when she orgasmed hard then put her feet on my shoulders and pushed me off of her. Cheerleading must have paid off because I was sent ass over teakettle across the room, and hit a table with my ass. “Enough babe! You’re driving me nuts, get over here and fuck me!!”

She rolled over and lay flat on her stomach, and reached back to spread her ass cheeks to give me access to her swollen wet cunt. I grabbed my cock with one hand and used the other to spread her pussy open. I was shaking with anticipation as I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her greasy slit; she came again when I rubbed a bit too long on her clit. I lined the head up and started pushing into her hot wet hole.

I got the head and an inch or so inside her and came to an abrupt stop. She was so tight it was almost painful to push. I pulled back slightly and pushed anew. She came hard, flooding my cock with her hot sweet juice. I grabbed her hips for leverage and pushed again. I gained maybe another two inches and she was screaming again as she was cumming.

She looked as if she had just stepped out of a sauna, she was covered in a heavy sheen of sweat and she was red and her hair was matting to her head. It was the single sexiest sight I have ever seen. It took everything I had not to shoot my load into her right there. I started running over engine specs in my head to not think about how hot this situation was.

I began pulling back again when she came yet again. I was beginning to worry about her dehydrating from all the sweat and twat fluid she was secreting. As her cunt muscles started squeezing and milking, I was able to push in until I was only an inch or so from being fully imbedded in her snatch. My cock and sac were swimming in her secretions.

Once again I began moving in and out little by little, I kept trying to push in to the hilt only to be met by resistance unlike any I could imagine. I have been told that I am well hung, but I never thought I’d find it so hard to get into a pussy. I can only imagine how bahis siteleri tight her ass must be.

“Ung hmmm ughh Oh Oh Ahhh Fuck baby!”

After about ten strokes she cried out again and I could feel her cunt pulsing around my cock. Just as she was peaking I pushed in as hard as I could and was rewarded with the feeling of my balls slapping her clit as my head punched into her cervix. She exploded! I reached around and grabbed her tits when I felt her juices squirt out of her like a fire hose. I had heard of women being able to do that but had never seen it firsthand; of course my experience is quite limited.

“Oh FUCKING WOW STEVIEEEEEEE!!! I’ve never had that happ oh oh oh…”

When she was coming down from that orgasm, I pushed in as hard as I could and held right there. I felt her sweet hot tunnel thrumming around my cock. Her body began convulsing and a long and guttural wail emanated from her. Her hips started bucking and thrashing so I grabbed her shoulders and started a rhythmic in and out motion. She was sweating and thrashing about while speaking gibberish. I felt my head hitting her cervix over and over as her cunt squeezed my cock like a man hanging from a rope on a cliff.

“I don’t know how much more I can take baby! Please fill me with your cum. Oh fill my cunt baby! CUUUUUMMM in me now!!!”

That was about all I could take. I hammered into her faster and she screamed again and sprayed me down again. My balls exploded launching spurt after spurt of my baby batter deep into her womb. We collapsed into a sweaty tangle.

I kissed the back of her neck and was stroking her wet hair when I realized she had passed out. I was about to dial 911, when her eyes fluttered open and fixed me in her gaze. She kissed me deeply moaning into my mouth. She broke the kiss and I lost myself in her eyes.

“Will you marry me?” she asked in a husky voice.

I kissed her deeply and let my hands wander on her sweaty back. I’d be an idiot to say no to that request, now wouldn’t I?

***

“Wow!! You fuckin made it in today!!” Charley was standing at my lesson room door. Luckily I had no students in there with me yet. “I figured you’d still be at home banging that little hottie. You showered too!”

“Nope. I have too many lessons today to call off. Got to teach arpeggios!”

“Now I know who you been pining for since Thanksgiving.”

“What do you mean ‘Who I’ve been pinin for'”?

“Chris told me about the hottie you took with you to lunch when Helen and me was gone to Wisconsin. And you’ve been running around here like a guy missing the love of his life since then. Now I know who you were hurting over. Remember Shep, we are all looking for that “one”, looks like you found yours.”

With that Charley turned and left, leaving me to wonder how lucky I was that everyone thought I had been missing Shelby, which I had, but they weren’t questioning my missing Maddie more than I should have. Of course that was before I read the text and heard the voicemail.

Nobody who knows Charley and Helen can understand how I can tolerate “the grouchiest couple on earth.” I think it goes back to one of the first weeks I was working for him. I feared his temper as much as the next employee. I had taken guitar lessons from him until he had to buy books to teach me any more, so he knew my work ethic. One day he was looking around the store and asked me if I was too fucking lazy to straighten out the guitar strings like he had asked. He had never asked me to do that so I told him, “Listen here you old fat fuck. If you want shit straightened out just tell me, don’t run your cocksucker about laziness unless you want my foot up your ass!”

He turned and went back into his office as my fellow co workers stared at me. I went on about my business like nothing happened and then straightened out the strings. About an hour or so later he called Bill back to his office. Bill had been working for Charley for six years and was the de facto floor manager. Ten minutes later Bill walked out, his bald dome shiny red and looked at me, “Thanks a lot asswipe! He just shit-canned me because of you. He wants, and I quote ‘your skinny fucking long haired ass back there pronto.'”

I fucked around for another ten minutes and then went to Charley’s office. He pointed to the chair in his famous “sit your ass” down motion. I sat there and stared at him, and he stared back. Finally after a few minutes he said, “Where do get off thinking you can talk to me like that?”

“Charley, you know I aint lazy. So when shit like that rolls out of your mouth is pisses me right the fuck off. If you want an apology, want in one hand, shit in the other and tell me which fills up faster. If you’re waiting for me to beg for my job keep waiting. If you’re canning me; do it so I can go find another job before dinner time.”

“Kid, I love you like a son. I thought I knew you well. I can’t believe you got the balls to say that shit to me. I aint waiting for any of those things. I canned Bill ’cause he’s a pussy. If I told him what I told you he’d broken both legs getting to those strings. I need people who work and know what’s going on even when I’m wrong. Get back to work; you’re earning Bill’s salary now. Don’t tell my stupid ass daughter though.”

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Marie and I had been shopping at Summer Grove liquor for a couple of years. We knew the staff pretty well. Heide is our usual lady at the store and her and Marie have become pretty friendly. When Marie had left me for a few months Heide would call and encourage me to hang in there with Marie. This warm Saturday morning we stop by and get our weeks worth of soda and adult beverages. As we leave Heide gives Marie a wink and says that she is looking forward to seeing us later. Umm. I ask Marie and she tells me not to worry, as she was just being polite. I just assumed that Heidi is having one of her big summer parties. I am looking forward to relaxing at home this fine Saturday.

It’s approaching mid afternoon and Marie and I are sitting outside enjoying the hot summer day. I enjoy looking at Marie’s tanned legs and belly. Her little swimsuit is next to nothing and she looks fine in it. Our yard is private and we can be pretty free if we know that we are not expecting visitors. As we sit Marie asks me if I think Heidi is attractive. I answer yes. Hied is a very small woman, maybe 5′, 90#, nice little breasts, looks great in heels. Yes. I ask Marie why. She responds like she was just wondering. I’m kinda thinking something is going on here. Marie lies back in her chair and is fondling my cock through my rather light shorts. She gets up and takes my hand and guides me into the house. We are barley through the doorway and Marie has lost her micro bikini bottom.

She hops up on the dining room table. She pulls me close and pushes me down to my knees and pulls my face in close to her shaved pussy. I of course know what to do here! Marie got a clit ring a few months ago and is horny almost all the time since. Especially for my tongue. I love the smell and taste of her hot pussy. I caress her with my hands and tongue for a solid 20 minutes and I feel he shudder and moan. She begins to cum as I keep flicking my tongue and fingers in and out of her. Marie is a squirter when she cums hard and she is pumping my face with her juice. Finally she begs me to stop. I get up off my knees and pull out my very hard cock. Marie gently caresses it and tells me that I have to wait for later. I am a little surprised, as I was happy just sitting outside. She puts her cum soaked fingers in my mouth and tells me it will be worth the wait. I watch Marie walk away with her tanned ass looking so fine.

I get my manhood under control and head back outside and reclaim my chair. I have an ice-cold beer and I’m feeling better. I am looking for Marie to rejoin but a good 30 minutes has passed and no sign of her. I hear the door shut and lock and I see the curtains all being closed. What the hell is going on in there? I figure I will walk around to the front but the side gate is locked. Well I guess I have to sit on the deck here sunning myself until Marie lets me in. Is she upset with me? She seemed really satisfied after I ate her pussy. Well the day is getting along here as I sit by myself. I have my cooler and my radio so I am pretty happy. I would be mad as hell but I think that Marie has something up her sleeve. My little mind is all over the place.

A couple of hours have passed and I am still sitting alone locked out of my house. I hear the door opening and a note and pencil are tossed out to me and just as quickly the door locks again. The note asks if I am up to a long night of ecstasy. I have one chance to answer yes or no. I will then be given some specific instructions to follow and not ask any questions. Well I don’t know what this is all about. Marie and I have been pretty active swingers but all this mystery? I can hear music in the house and I thought I heard car doors out front before. I actually give this serious thought but decide to accept this challenge from my Marie. My 8″ long cock is begging for a release. I write yes on the note and knock three times and walk away to await further instructions.

I don’t wait long and the door opens again and a small bag is thrown on the deck. I rush over to it and open it up. The note instructs me to put on the leather blindfold and fasten a pair of hand & leg cuffs on. I clasp on the leg cuffs and then hand cuffs in front of myself. I slip on the blindfold and knock illegal bahis on the door. It opens quickly and all I can hear is dance type music. I feel a tug on my wrists and I’m lead away. I get to the main bathroom and the door is shut from behind. A large note orders me to not leave the room until I have followed all the instructions. The keys are here so I can take off the cuffs. I see a note and several pieces of bondage gear laid out. Wow. I take a quick shower first. My head is swimming as I wonder what is going on here. Note 1 instructs me to put on the leather wrist and ankle restraints. I do that and slip the note under the door and wait for the next note.

Note 2 tells me to put on the leather harness and cock ring. We have done some bondage but nothing this extravagant. I get the leather harness and my cock and balls slip through a leather strap ring and it looks impressive. I pass the note back and the next one comes through. It tells me to fasten the leather hood, gag, and collar. I hesitate a bit as this thing is really imposing. I put it on and fasten the collar and then buckle the top of the hood. I snap in the gag and I feel very restrained. I can still see but there are snaps for a blindfold. I pass note back and the last one comes under the door. This note instructs me to hand cuff my hands behind my back. Again, I really hesitate but it’s too late now. I feel helpless as I hear the click.

The door slams open and a very imposing woman is standing in front of me. Black hair, leather everything, 5″ high heels. Wow. Before I know anything she has me by my cock and leads me out into the living room. The is a wood/leather table with all kinds of fastening devices. She leads me to the table and tells me to take a good look at it. She informs me I will be on it for several hours. She snaps on the blindfold and I feel very disoriented. She orders me to my knees. I must not move quickly enough and feel the sting of a whip from behind. I drop to my knees. She speaks loudly and says “ladies, this stud is at your total service, enjoy.” I can’t hear very well but I can tell there are many people in the house. What is Marie doing to me? The lady pulls on my hood and lifts me up and sits me down on the table. She instructs me to be still as she takes off my cuffs. I offer no resistance but there must be two hand on each of my wrists. As I lay down I can feel my wrist restraints being locked to rings on the table. Just as quickly my ankles are locked down. I am surprised how quickly this lady moves. To my surprise I am very stretched out with little movement at my disposal. I can wiggle my hips pretty well. Before I know it though I feel straps being put on my knees, thighs and across my waist. I feel the straps being tightened and I am fucked. Too finish me off she locks a chain or rope on my hood so I can move my head much. I feel very aroused, as I am totally helpless now.

I can’t move a millimeter. I’m also quite warm. I feel the leather cock ring snug up around my scrotum. My cock feels enormous. I hear the ringleader talking a little but with the hood and the music being loud I’m at a disadvantage. I hear her say, “get the little one over here.” I feel hands on my swollen cock. I think they are putting a condom on me. Within a few seconds I feel someone sit on my cock. Whoever is on top of me is very tight and is not going down all the way. She gets going though. I am very sensitive after I cum and this is going to be a wild night. I hear a lot of talking and music. This lady is now riding me like a bull and I am in trouble here as I cant hold off much longer. She is in a smooth deep rhythm and her hands are holding her up on my belly as she thrusts her pussy on my cock. I feel a hand on my balls as I am being fucked. I can’t hold back anymore as my cock starts to explode. I can’t move as my cock is bursting in this woman. I don’t think its Marie, as she is not quite this tight. I grunt like an animal as I spew my load. I don’t think anyone is noticing. Well as quick as she started she stops. My cock is still large and hard but it’s spent. I feel someone taking the condom off. I hear laughing and chatting. I feel someone near. A voice tells me that she has just licked the casino siteleri sperm out the condom. Oh my.

I feel a little more relaxed as my hard on fades a bit. I feel my cock on my belly. It feels wet and greasy. I passed the first test here. I hear the ladies talking about the size of my cock and load I shot.

I feel almost alone here in the middle of I don’t know how many people. I feel my gag being unsnapped and taken off. I’m told to remain silent or I will be punished. I obey. As tied down as I am I can’t fend off anything. Before another thought comes across a warm wet pussy is on my face. I know what I have to do and start in with my tongue. I am enjoying eating this warm pussy. It’s not Marie because she is shaved totally and this pussy is trimmed but not shaved. I can tell my magic is working this lady is squirming all over my face. I feel my cock starting to perk up. I am in heaven weaving my tongue into this hot pussy. I feel my cock up to full hard on. I feel something on my cock. I think its being rubbed between a pair of breasts. Wow. I can feel the pussy quivering on my face. I slowly twirl my tongue around her clit. I feel her wetness on my chin. This woman is cumming big time. I almost chock on her wetness. This woman is just moaning as she is stretched out on my chest. I feel her soft tits wrapped around my cock. I feel the oddest sensation on my cock. It feels like she is rubbing it with panties or nylons. It is giving me sensory overload. I moan. Shit, I try to stay quiet but I feel the gag being put back in. I struggle a little but to no avail. Whatever she is doing to me is making me crazy. Someone whispers to me that my cock looks awesome wrapped in black nylons. I just grunt and I hear the lady laugh. This woman is slowly rubbing my cock head with a pair of nylons. I can’t stand myself any longer. I don’t give much warning and my cock erupts. I feel the woman on top me jerk away and hear oohs and ahs. I’m sure I have shot a huge wad of sperm all over. Please stop. She keeps rubbing and I pass out. I feel something wet and sticky on my thighs and groin. I assume it’s the sperm covered nylons. My cock has shrunk a bit. My God. I hope I last the night.

I feel drained but this is about as kinky as we have ever been. I still don’t know what’s going on. Finally Marie talks in my ear. She asks if I’m ok and of course I nod a touch. I still have almost no movement. She tells me that I will get a little break here. I feel my hood being unclasped and the Dominant lady takes off my blindfold. She tells me that I have been a good slave to the girls and she will let me sit up. My wrists are unlocked and she pulls up part of the table so I am reclining more than lying. Just as quick she refastens my wrist restraints and I am not going anywhere. It feels good with that hood off. The lady walks around the table and from behind puts a collar around my neck and locks it to the back of the table. Again I’m comfortable but have limited movement of my head. This woman has done this before. She asks me what I am going to do about her nylons. I ask what? She then shows me her drenched with cum silky black nylons. I apologize. She tells me that she did not give me permission to cum on them and I must be punished. As she finishes her sentence I feel a hard clip on my nipples and want to scream but have learned better. Ohh. I beg for forgiveness. She relents after a few minutes and releases the clips. She tells me to keep control of my cock.

The room is silent and empty other than me on the table. Marie comes in the room and lets me take a wizz in a glass. That felt erotic. My lovely wife holding my cock. I ask Marie if she would unlock my neck but she says that she must check with Olga (the dom lady). The deal is a blindfold if my collar is unlocked. I accept that deal. Much more comfortable.

I hear a few more people come in the room and music goes back on but not as loud. It seems like there are fewer people here. I hear Heidi’s voice near me. I don’t give any clue as they have gone to great lengths to not let know who is here. I know Heide is near and that makes me hard. I feel a warm hand gently arousing my cock. This harness thing is clever. I move and it grips poker siteleri my cock and balls and I get even bigger. My cock is up to full song. I feel someone on the table and sure enough a warm wet pussy is sliding on my cock. No condom as well! I know Heide is fucking me. I can tell her voice as she moans. I can smell her usual perfume, which makes me hot. She is so small and tight on my cock. She is sliding up and down. She is licking my nipples. I feel someone caressing the bottoms of my feet. Oh my. I almost feel as though I will pass out again. I want to feel my massive cock pump sperm into Heidi’s belly. She keeps her rhythm for at least 15 minutes. I can tell there are several ladies around the table. I keep my moaning to a minimum but cant help but blurt out that I am going to cum. Heidi keeps sliding and I cant help it and I just grunt and feel the most massive explosion I think I have ever felt. Heidi has almost stopped her writhing and thank god. I pump for I bet 60 seconds. The girls all clap as I feel her get off. Again a few ohhs and ahhs. I feel my slimy wet cock between my thighs. Someone has a grip on it and the comment seems to be how much sperm does he have? My blindfold gets taken off and Heidi is holding my hard still leaking cock. There is cum everywhere, the table, my cock, her belly, and her pussy. Wow. It’s quite a scene.

It seems that the party is winding down. Heidi and Marie explain that its Heidi’s bachlorette party. She always wanted to fuck me so this is the plan that Marie and her came up with. Olga is professional dominatrix and was happy to keep me in line. Some of the more adventurous bridal party got to try out my big cock and put on a good show. My blindfold is put back on as most of the ladies are leaving. All I know is that Marie, Heidi, and Olga were here. That’s fine with me. The girls tell me not to even ask who was here. After all are gone my hands are let loose. My blindfolds taken off. My feet are still restrained but freedom feels pretty good.

Olga is hot as could be. She tells me that she gets a turn with me before she packs up. The thought of her makes my cock start to rise again. Olga is only wearing her high heels. She slowly crawls up on the table. I reach for her but she doesn’t come close enough. She starts licking my inner thighs. She slowly works her way up to my balls. My balls are hanging to my knees from this workout. She darts her pointy tongue between my balls and it makes me sit strait up. Olga gently works her mouth around to my hard shaft and head. In a smooth motion she my shaft engulfed to my balls. I feel her tongue swooshing around my swollen cock. Marie comes over to me and lowers the top of the table so I am laying flat. She gives me a grin and asks if I am hungry. My beautiful climbs aboard and sits her wet pussy on my face. I feel her stretch out and she is helping Olga work my hard cock. I work Marie’s pussy with gusto as my hands and face is free to. I tongue her clit ring and I know how sensitive that is to her. Marie is really grooving on my tongue work. It feels incredible having Marie and Olga working my cock. Even as exhausted as I am I want to make my Marie cum hard. I give my tongue an extra effort and it feels like its 5″ in her. With no warning Marie just gushes warm cum out of her pussy. She is just showering my face with clear girl cum. It makes me so hot. I am so busy with her pussy I hardly notice that I am starting to cum. I can feel my sperm building. Its heaven having two tongues and 4 hands all over me. Its time as my cum spills out. No squirting or launching this time. Marie has a firm grip while Olga tongues my head. As spent as I am a large load has flowed from my tired cock. Olga cleans me up with her tongue. Marie licks cum off her fingers and I am spent. The girls dismount and let me up finally. I have been restrained for 5 hours! I loved every minute of it. Olga has her equipment pretty gathered up. She wipes off the leather surface of the table. She gives me a kiss good bye and same to Marie and Heidi.

I am exhausted. I shower up and feel good. Marie and Heidi are sitting on the sofa. Marie asks if Heidi can sleep with us tonight. I say I would like that. Heidi is moving to Arizona next week. The girls are adorable. Marie is wearing a red teddy. Heidi has a silky bra and panty set on. Well this is one night I will not forget. We all happily hit the hay. Heidi thanks Marie for the wild night and me for being a good sport. I will always remember my one night with Heidi!

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It was one of those summers when the days stretched out endlessly and people were happy for no particular reason other than the weather. Katherine always loved summer the best. Something about the heat always made her really horny.

In bed at night the heat was intense. She lay there naked, sheets twisted and discarded, dark curls sticking to her forehead, sweat pooling between her breasts, her hand never straying too far from her hot thighs as her mind drifted off into her favourite fantasy…

She was in a field, surrounded by far off blue hills. To her right was a farmhouse almost obscured by trees. The only noise was birdsong and the contented clucking of some hens picking about. She became aware that it wasn’t just a field. It was a strawberry field, with dozens of rows of plants surrounded by straw. As far as she could see it was deserted.

She giggled like a young girl as she crept forward and into the strawberries, bending to pick some of the shining red berries. She shoved one into her mouth eagerly and began to walk slowly, bending from the waist, searching for the best fruit.

It was hot and actually pretty backbreaking work, she noted, as the sweat began to bead on her softly tanned skin. Looking about, she took off her thin jumper to allow the paltry breeze to kiss the hot flesh above her black push-up bra.

She began to gather the fruit in her skirt, happily popping every other one between her lips. Within minutes she had eaten several. Her lips and fingers were red and stained with the juice, and as she straightened up from crouching she sucked the sweet taste from her fingers, eyes closed.

She opened them to look straight into the eyes of a man standing before her, grinning not just a little bit lecherously.

She jumped a little. The man had obviously been enjoying watching her uninhibited display. Her reaction made his grin widen. He was quite entertained by her guilty expression, his sexy brown eyes sparkled in the sunlight at her.

He was naked from the waist up, wearing a brown gardeners uniform from the waist down. bahis siteleri His body was well muscled with sparse chest hair and he was gorgeously grubby. She realised that not only was she stood in front of this actually-rather-damned-horny-looking stranger in her bra, but she was also giving him a teasing glimpse of her crotch by holding her skirt up with the strawberries inside.

Tearing herself away from his amused face she went to cover her breasts, and dropped the fruit onto the floor. They dropped down on their knees at the same time to retrieve them. Katherine became acutely aware of how close his strong tanned body was to her as he leant over her to reach one that had rolled away… then deep brown eyes met her dark blue ones in a smouldering gaze and the fight was lost.

He took her hand gently in his and kissed her fingertips, then her palm. She smiled, having expected more than such sweet simple gestures. His pants stretched over his thighs and she could see a reassuringly large lump growing at the top of them. She decided maybe he needed her to establish the pace. ‘Very well,’ she thought. ‘I only hope he can keep up.’

The next second her thoughts were crushed, along with her breasts, as her handsome gardener pushed her down into the warm, sweet smelling straw and covered her lips with his in a luscious soft sensual kiss that just seemed to go on getting deeper and more urgent as he pressed his hard body into her soft one. She kissed him back hard, pressing her body to his to show her arousal.

He pushed her wrists above her head and held them firm. She felt herself begin to get slick as he unconsciously performed one of her biggest turn-ons. The next was the worst, she moaned and melted into the hot baked earth as his silky warm lips brushed the soft as rosepetal skin of her throat.

His mouth moved slowly over the stretched muscles of her neck and it became deliciously sensitised. When he started to bite softly it sent hot shivers down deep in her belly to her tingling pussy, and she gasped out loud, writhing beneath him.

His canlı bahis siteleri free hand began to wander over the full curves of her breasts, squeezing slightly and rubbing his hardness into her thigh, brushing his palm over the hard nub of her nipple through the bra.

Suddenly he made a violent jerking movement and she heard a snap. He had pulled her bra strap clean off its cup and was peeling it down away from her dark pink nipple, covering it with his mouth, but only breathing hot air over it for a minute.

She moaned, more in frustration than anything, as her breasts cried out for his lips. A light lick caressed the tip and she shuddered. He began to lick around it in torturously slow circles, then quickly devoured it, sending dizzying waves of pleasure all the way down her body culminating in her now wet and hungry pussy.

He delved in the other cup for her right breast and devoured the nipple like a starving man, holding her breasts up as he rubbed his lips over the soft velvet weight of them. Their eyes met again, hers glazed with desire, his alive with sex.

At last he spoke, a deep breathy whisper in her ear in an accent she couldn’t place.

“Can I taste you?”

She didn’t answer. She was already too busy urging him down with her trembling hands on the taut muscles of his shoulders. He began the tantalising licking again, over her hips and inner thighs. He was driving her wild and he knew it.

Getting desperate her fingers slid tentatively down towards her pussy. He stopped for a minute and breathed deeply, groaning softly as he watched her fingers penetrate her, coming out wet and shiny in the light, rubbing up over her clit. Her head fell back as she began a familiar rhythm. He shook himself and grabbed her hand, frowning at her in a devilish sexy way.

He placed her hand on his head, and her fingers wound into his glossy dark hair as his hot animal mouth moved closer and closer. She arched her hips to meet his mouth and he held onto them fast, holding her still as he began to kiss her trimmed güvenilir bahis pussy. He licked the silky wet lips, his tongue penetrating them to touch the tight hot aching bud of her clit, licking a small circle around it, teasing and nipping at her, only stopping now and then to taste her more deeply.

It was amazing; she was weak as a kitten.

She felt his hand groping to the side of them and looked up from the intense sexual spell she was under to see he had found a particularly large and juicy looking strawberry. He pulled back then crushed the strawberry above her swollen lips, sprinkling sweet juice, mingling with her own.

He set about sipping and tasting, finally holding her firmly then licking in soft rough licks over and over, her desperate cries echoing in the hot summer afternoon. Her orgasm built in her belly, white hot fire making her body tremble as it rushed through her limbs at the speed of light, her cries growing louder, regular.

Her lover raised his head and climbed up her body quickly, wrenching down his pants. His cock bobbed up immediately, impossibly hard, smooth and fiercely hot.

He grabbed her hips again and dragged her body to where he was kneeling. He positioned her facing him above his cock and she eased herself down the length of him, slick with the juices and hot, moaning as she was filled up completely. Holding her arms, he helped he ease back until her shoulders were on the floor, her back arched, him with a incredibly clear view of his glistening cock pushing into her depths.

They were both close now. The sex was urgent and rough, his thumb finding her clit as they moved as one, adding the last touch she needed to send her to ecstasy.

She shook and caught her breath and her climax rippled through her. The wet sucking vacuum of her pussy contracted around his bone hard shaft as he made his final jerking thrusts and lost control, spurting his hot cum inside of her. Her muscles milked him of his last drop, and they clung together for a moment, beating heart next to beating heart, before settling back, panting into the berry scented straw.

As her real life orgasm subsided in the dark night-time heat of her bedroom, Katherine smiled languidly, pressed her hot damp thighs together, giving her wet fingers a lazy suck. And she swore she could taste the ghost of strawberries in the sun…

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Author’s note: Well been awhile since I put something up and far, far longer since I delved into some good old brother sister fun. Now as my long time fans know I enjoy trying to come up with a way to “justify” my taboo encounters. A month or so ago a friend asked me if I thought I could make any scenario somewhat credible. I told him I was pretty sure I could and his challenge was a brother and sister filming a porn shoot together. The result of that challenge is the story you are about to read. Before we get to the fun, my usual disclaimer. I take my time building up the taboo encounter so if you are a fan of short stroke pieces, this may not be the story for you. Now onto the fun! Lovecraft68

I sat there staring at the framed photo of dad and I at my high school graduation and with a sigh, picked up a piece of bubble wrap and carefully folded it over the picture. Placing it gently in the box that contained the rest of the pictures I had on shelf over my TV, I noticed it was just after midnight. My eyes were burning and admittedly it was from more than being tired. Several times since mom had come home and broken the news to us that her uncle was unable to help her with enough money to save the house, I had broke down and cried.

Not so much for me and my sister Alicia, but for mom. True this was the only home my big sister and I had ever known, but Mom and Dad had moved into the house, which had belonged to his parents when they had gotten married over fifty years ago. Dad had always spoken of how when Alicia and I got older he would love one of us to take it over and keep it in the family.

Most likely the house would fall to me as Alicia constantly spoke of leaving Rhode Island and heading to New York when she finished school to pursue a career in Mom’s field of advertising. Mom and Dad had hated the idea of their daughter leaving the state and she had promised when she graduated she would spend a year trying to find a job at home before venturing out. But to me, her little brother she confided everything to, she said she was just humoring them. She wanted to try life in the big city and if it didn’t work out she could always come back.

But everything changed a year ago when Dad suffered a brain aneurism while golfing and died right there on the course at the way too young age of forty seven. Initially I thought we would be okay as he had a fair amount of life insurance; enough to cover his funeral as well as pay off the house which is what he had intended. Mom, however, had decided to put us first and paid off Alicia’s last two years of school and my three.

The good thing was we would be able to graduate college and with Mom working and Alicia and I pitching in with part time jobs we would be okay. That seemed the case for the first three months, but then Mom’s long time job went out of business and she lost her job. Mom’s job was partly commission based and the amount unemployment paid her was less than half of her former income.

Alicia picked up an extra shift waitressing and I managed to get a few more hours at Pizza Hut, but things were tough. At one point I offered to take a semester off and work full time, but Mom was so upset I had suggested it I thought she was going to hit me. The good news was last month Mom had gotten hired at another advertising firm-she had already been telling Alicia she could get her a job with her-and was making decent money again.

The bad news was that we were more than seven months behind on the mortgage and hadn’t paid the last two quarters of property taxes. The total Mom was in hock for was over twelve thousand dollars. All her credit cards had been maxed out and even with the new job, the bank wouldn’t help her. Mom owed too much to get a loan anywhere else and she was too new at work to try to ask for any help there.

My grandparents on dad’s side had passed away and Mom’s folks were retired in Florida and had only their pensions and security to live on. Mom’s last chance of saving the house had been her brother Roger and she had driven to Boston to see him today. Alicia and I had wanted to go with her, but Mom hadn’t wanted to look as if she were trying to make our uncle feel guilty and left us home.

The two of us had worked, but when we came home had sat on the couch pretending we were paying attention to the movies Alicia had rented. We kept looking at each other and I knew she wanted to talk about it and so did I, but we avoided it probably figuring it was bad luck. Once when she had come back from the kitchen with some popcorn Alicia had handed me the bowl and simply said, “It’ll be okay little brother, you’ll see.”

She hadn’t sounded convinced and as she always had while we were growing up and there was a problem just seemed to be trying to make me feel better. I had nodded and said, “Absolutely, Uncle Roger’s going to find a way!” but I felt about as confident as she sounded. As it turned out we may have well discussed it openly as when Mom came home and sat on the couch to talk to us she had burst into bonus veren siteler tears; Uncle Roger couldn’t help us.

Well, not entirely true, he gave mom two thousand dollars saying it was all he could spare. Alicia had asked mom if she was going to go to the bank and ask if they would take that as a down payment on the debt, but she said it was not enough. The money would be for moving and she was going to start looking at apartments this weekend.

I looked up at the sound of something hitting the floor in Alicia’s room. Our soon to be former home was close to a hundred years old and featured a Jack and Jill bathroom that connected our bedrooms. Currently the door on my side of the bathroom was open and after the bang I could hear Alicia swearing. Like me, Alicia normally would be in bed by now, but I’m sure was as upset as I was and couldn’t sleep.

I returned my attention to packing and grabbing the tape gun sealed the box containing the pictures. I picked up the black sharpie next to me and had just finished writing “Andrew’s room” when I heard a soft knock coming from the bathroom.

“Hey Andy, you up for some company?”

“Yeah sure.” I answered while getting up and placing the box against the wall where I planned on stacking my stuff as I packed it.

“What are you doing?” she asked behind me.

“What’s it look like, sis? I’m packing.”

“Well stop, I want to talk to you about something.”

“Okay.” I sighed and turning around almost choked at the sight of my sister.

Alicia was standing there in front of my bed dressed only in a pair of black panties and a lace black tank top thing that barely went down past her tits. My surprise must have shown on my face because she asked, “What’s the matter?”

“Where the hell’s the rest of your clothes?” I said, dropping my gaze to the floor.

“My rooms hot and I’m comfortable.” She told me, “Why, do I look bad?”

“I…you should at least be wearing a t-shirt.” Without looking up, I pointed to my bureau, “Grab one of mine out of the top drawer.”

“Oh, please, I’m your sister for Christ’s sake. We used to go swimming naked together when the folks took us camping.”

“We were ten and eight.” I reminded her. “When we got older we would swim separate.”

“And you would peek through the bushes at me wouldn’t you?”

I felt my face flush and she laughed, “In fact last time was only about three years ago. Which made you were peeping on your eighteen year old sister.”

“I….it was longer ago than that!” I said indignantly.

“Point is you were perving on me or do I need to remind you of all the times you accidently walked in on me in the shower?”

When I didn’t answer she laughed again, “What? It’s no fun if I know you’re looking?”

“I don’t check you out.” I insisted.

“Then put your head up and don’t check me out, just look at me. I’m too hot to put a real shirt on.”

I sensed her moving and looking up saw she had turned her back to me and was looking at the pictures on my desk I hadn’t packed yet. I saw she was holding a rolled up newspaper in her hand and put it down to lift one of the pictures. Alicia wasn’t kidding when she had said she was too hot. Ever since I was old enough to know what sexy was, my big sister had been the sexiest girl I knew. She was tall for a woman; close to five nine and her long tan legs seemed to go on forever.

Those legs made her a ton of tips at her waitressing job, sometimes more than three hundred a night. While mom was out of work it was my sister that paid all the utilities and bought groceries. I’d felt like an ass with my pay barely being enough to cover my own car insurance and help mom out with gas in the cars. Speaking of asses, Alicia bent over my desk to fiddle with the old fan I had in the window behind it and not for the first time I thought how unfair this was.

A guy should not be checking out his sister, but with her, it was impossible not to. Alicia’s ass was as perfect as the rest of her and the skimpy panties left both her well rounded cheeks fully visible to me. Unable to help it I stared at the thin strip of material between her legs, wondering what her pussy looked like. Alicia remained leaning over the table as she started flipping through some of the drawings I’d done for art class and had begun swaying side to side.

I swallowed hard at the sight of her sweet ass moving back and forth and with an effort, lifted my gaze higher. I stared at the large colorful dragon she had tattooed on the small of her back, her tramp stamp as she called it. Staring at it, I remember her ex boyfriend Jack calling it a bull’s eye. Couldn’t say I blamed him. I had no doubt Jack had also made use of Alicia’s long blonde hair that went more than halfway down her back. I could just imagine pulling on it then whipping my cock out and adding some white to the red and green tattoo.

Okay, that was enough. It was one thing to think Alicia was hot, another to start thinking like a pig. My bahis eyes wandered dropped, but were now confronted with the shape and length of those amazing legs. I gave in and took them in from her firm thighs down to her bare feet with their purple toe nails. Christ, even her feet looked good.

“Having fun looking?” she asked.

“What are you….”

My words tailed off when she straightened and turning around held up the small mirror she’s had hidden in her hand.

“Get a nice view or should I bend over some more?”

“I…what’s up with you tonight?” I asked.

“Me?” she gave me a sly smile, “Nothing, I’m not the one gawking at my sister.”

Putting the mirror down on the desk she gave me another odd smile and raising her arms over her head, made a show of stretching. I started to look away when she said, “Go on, get a look at my tits, you know you want to.”

There was something strange in the way she said it, as if she really were trying to encourage me to do it. Even though I knew I shouldn’t she had already caught me gawking so why worry now? I stared directly at her chest and tried to keep my mouth from opening. The shirt was short as it was and had risen when she stretched. I could just make out the curve of the bottom of her tits and could feel my cock starting to twitch in the shorts I was wearing.

Alicia’s tits weren’t big, but weren’t that small either. But on her long slender frame they looked just right. I could see her nipples poking through the thin material of the shirt and at this point hoped to hell she didn’t look down at my crotch. I dropped my eyes and took in her flat stomach with the small diamond stud in her naval, then decided to actually look at her face.

Alicia responded with a big smile and batting her long lashes at me pushed her full lips into the pout that had let her get away with murder with my father and most of the time with me as well.

“Like what you see, little brother.” She asked, dropping her arms and walking over to me.

“Are you drunk?” I took a nervous step back from her.

“No, I just want to know what you think.”

“I think your drunk or you’re fucking with me.” I told her sitting on the bed and casually putting my hands in my lap to cover my semi hard cock.

“Funny you should say that.”

She gave me a laugh that sounded nervous and going back to my desk, grabbed the rolled up newspaper she had brought in with her. She walked slowly over to me and I carefully kept my eyes on the floor as she sat next to me.

“What’s with the paper?” I asked, still looking down at my bare feet and avoiding looking at hers.

“Well before I get to that, let me ask you a question.”

“Okay.”

“Andy, do you think I’m hot?”

“Apparently, seeing you’re walking around next to naked.” I said dryly.

“You know what I mean; do you think I’m sexy?”

“You’re my sister.”

“I’m also a girl only two years older than you.” She sighed, “Look at me, will you?”

I rolled my eyes and looked over at her, careful to keep my eyes on her face.

“Just answer the question,” she pointed at herself, “If I wasn’t your sister and you saw me in that under twenty one club you go to all the time would you think I was hot?”

“Why?” I asked cautiously wondering what she was trying to lead me into.

“Jesus, Andy!” Alicia snapped, “Stop being such a dumb little brother and just answer the question!”

I stared at her for a moment, and then shrugged. “I think you can tell by the tips you get and the guys always coming around that you’re hot sis.”

“I know.” She laughed, “But I need to know what you think.” Before I could speak she raised my hand, “If you answer me, I promise I’ll get to what I want to talk about.”

“Fine,” I said in a resigned tone, “You’re pretty damn hot, sis.”

“Why thank you!” she made a show of tossing her blonde hair around. “Now, am I hot enough to fuck?”

*****

“What?” I exclaimed, “Are you nuts?”

“Shhh!” she put her finger to my lips, “Mom’s right under us and she might be awake too.”

“Maybe she needs to come up here and smack you.” I shook my head, “What is up with you?”

“Okay look.” She put her hands up, “Maybe I’m not doing this right, but trust me Andrew, I’m really worried about the house and mom and I’m trying to help.”

I frowned as she spoke. Alicia only called me Andrew when she was either mad at me or was talking about shit she really felt was important.

“I’m upset and scared for mom too.” I nodded, “But you’re saying some weird shit Alicia.” I pointed out. “And you come in here strutting around and posing for me and then ask if I’d screw you, that’s pretty out there.”

“Would you?”

I looked into her big baby blue eyes and said quietly, “Sis, go in your room and get some sleep. I’m your brother and this isn’t some whack job sick ass porn video where relatives get it on.”

“Funny you should say that.” She said turning serious.

“What’s that deneme bonusu supposed to mean?”

“Andrew what would you do to save this house for Mom?”

“Anything.” I said, “This house means the world to mom and if I could save it I would.”

“Me too, so keep that in mind when you read this.”

Alicia unrolled the paper and I rolled my eyes when I saw it was a copy of this week’s Phoenix Newspaper.

“What are you doing with that rag?” I waved my hand disgustedly, “That things full of out there politics and sick personal ads.”

At that thought my eyes widened, “hey sis, there’s all kinds of girls selling themselves in those ads! Tell me you’re not thinking of…”

“In a way.” She said softly.

Folding the paper in half she handed it to me. “Read the ad I circled.”

Taking the paper from her I looked down and began to read where she had indicated.

“Hello, we are a professional well to do couple with a very specific and not entirely acceptable fetish. What we are looking for, what we are willing to pay a significant amount of money to see is a brother and sister who are willing to have sex in front of us.”

“What the fuck…?” I whispered,

“Keep reading.” Alicia tapped the paper.

Although I had no real desire too I returned my eyes to the ad.

“Obviously this is a taboo request and trust that we will practice discretion and you will need to as well. The interested siblings must be at least 18-we have no desire to be involved in under age sex-be able to legally prove they are siblings, and above all must be very attractive. Whether you have previously engaged in sex or it will be your first time together we will be more than happy watching you indulge in the breaking of the last truly taboo sexual act left in today’s society. Because this is an admittedly bizarre request we are offering significant compensation to qualifying applicants. Please, serious inquiries only.”

“Sick mother fuckers.” I muttered handing the paper back to her.

“So what do you think?”

“I think….” I stopped and stared at her as it hit me why she had been acting the way she had. “Alicia, are you thinking of…”

“Yes.” She said quickly. “Andy I talked to the woman and…”

“You talked to her?”

“I…I’ve had this paper for a week,” she admitted, “I found it by accident. Another waitress who knew what was going on at home suggested I….I run an ad. She said I could make thousands in a few months.”

“Oh my god!” I shook my head, “You weren’t really thinking of whoring yourself were you?”

“I…I was.” She put her head down. “Some of those ads, the girls were charging a thousand a night and hooking up with sugar daddy types. But when I read the other ads, the guys looking for women I got scared. I mean, I want to have a career and who knows if I would ever run into a guy I…well you know.”

“But you…you’d fuck me?” I asked shocked.

“I went to toss the paper away,” she continued, “but I was on break and figured I’d look at the other ads and get a laugh and I saw this. I thought it was sick, but…” she shrugged, “I kept the paper and when mom said Uncle Roger was her last chance, I…I responded and they replied with a phone number.”

“I can’t believe you would do that!” I told her, “Sis, this is disgusting! Its…”

“She said they’ll pay us twenty thousand dollars.”

“I….how much?”

“You heard me and in cash.” She said. “Andy that’s enough to catch up on the mortgage, pay the taxes, bank a couple of payments and even pay on mom’s credit cards.”

“But we…we’d have to have sex!” I pointed out, “And in front of someone!”

“I know it’s out there, but there’s no other way.”

“Then we move.” I pointed at the paper, “I’m sorry sis, that’s gross and you’re nuts for even thinking about it.”

“Andy, Mom’s a wreck, this house means everything to her, you said that yourself. You also said you would do anything to help.

“I did, but I meant anything within reason.”

“Andy, please!” she began to pout.

“Oh, knock it off.” I told her. “Besides, even if we did where would you tell mom we got that kind of money.”

“I told her I was going to take my tips this weekend and go to the casino. We’ll say we went and hit big.”

“Alicia….” I put my hands out, “This is crazy not to mention disgusting.”

“You think I’m disgusting?”

“Sex with you would be.”

“Thanks.” She rolled her eyes. “You didn’t seem to mind staring at my ass a few minutes ago.” She gave me a nasty smile, “How’d you like to see all of me? How would you like to see my pretty little pout around your…”

“Stop that!” I snapped. “Christ sis, you said you wouldn’t fuck guys for money, but you’d fuck me? That’s even worse.”

“Not…not really.” She said.

“How the hell do you figure that?”

“Look Andy, I’m a good looking girl and I know I have a damn fine body.”

“Modest aren’t we?” I gave a nervous laugh.

“You said it yourself my tips tell the tale I don’t get them for my pretty smile.” Leaning over she lowered her voice. “Remember when I came home with five hundred dollars that paid the overdue gas bill a few months ago?”

“Yeah, you said you won it playing keno.” I said, “Don’t tell me you…”

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I like coming into work early sometimes. It’s the only chance I have to be by myself, and some days it feels good to just jerk off and be alone. It’s all about me that way; I don’t have to worry about anyone else’s feelings or getting them off too; it’s less stressful that way. This morning I was in early, nobody was here yet and it was a good chance to blow off some steam and relieve a little stress. I have a few porn sites I like and I’m lucky because my work doesn’t block anything on the internet, ha-ha, suckers. With my office door closed and my pants around my ankles it’s feel good time for me.

I am way too involved in what I’m doing to see your silhouette in my frosted door window. I hardly even hear the door open, it’s only when you say, “Good morning,” that I’m startled away from the pictures on my screen. Like a deer in headlights I freeze, not knowing what to do. You’re as cheerful as usual, dressed in your skirt suit, the pinstriped one, and a white blouse.

“I saw you were in early and I thought I’d swing by and drop off the files you wanted me to copy for you yesterday,” you say, smiling.

I relax a little, maybe you haven’t noticed. Taking my hand off my cock I push up close to my desk, and sit up straight. “Umm, great, thanks,” I stammer a little. Caught off guard I don’t know what to say. “Just leave them in the bin I’ll get them later, thank you.”

“It’s no problem; I got them this far I can bring them to your desk.” You walk across my office; I listen as your heels click with each step. Standing in front of my desk you set the bundle of papers on the edge of my desk. I look up at you, your blouse is open a little at the top and I can see the diamond pendent on your chain hanging into you cleavage. Your breasts are pushed together gently as if to create a nice cushion for the pendant to rest on. I look up to see your eyes looking down at me and I know from where you stand you see everything I’m up to. Using one hand you slip off your glasses and put the end of the temple between your red lips, “Hard at work I see.” You bend over my desk, resting one elbow on my desk for support and use your other hand to turn my screen around so you can see it better.

I swallow deeply, scared and not knowing what to do. I was totally caught out with my cock in my hand. I’m frozen, hoping in my head canlı bahis that you’d just go away and we could pretend this never happened, cursing at myself for leaving my door unlocked. You reach over to grab the mouse, your hand touching mine for a second as you brushed it aside to take control. While you scroll back to see all the pictures I had been looking at, your face rests so close to mine I can smell your perfume. The pendent around your neck was now hanging out of your shirt and almost touching my desk. Behind it I see down the front of your blouse, see how your breasts are contained by a lacy bra. I eye your skin, clear and soft, your hair is up and I look up your neck to your ears, your earrings match the pendant that was hanging over my desk. “Hmm,” you study the pictures while you suck on the end of your glasses. “So this is what you work on when you come in at seven.”

I stutter a little, trying to figure out what to say. Turning your head to look at me our eyes meet. You only look in my eyes for a second before you gaze down. I’m pushed up against the desk so you can’t see below my chest. Your eyebrows turn in a frustrated look and you put your hand on my chest. Tapping one of your long red finger nails on my tie clip for a second I watch you think about your next move. Then, gently, you push me back. My chair rolls easily, I’m too startled to resist, and my still erect cock and naked legs expose themselves from under my desk. “Oh my,” you say trying to sound surprised but it’s quite obvious you knew exactly what you were going to find, “you were hard at work.” You stand up, turn my screen back, and rest the hand that holds your glasses on your hip. “Don’t let me keep you then.”

I breathe out a long sigh of relief and close my eyes thinking you are finally going to leave and I can pull up my pants. I don’t know how I will ever be able to look at you around the office again I’m so embarrassed. But, when I open my eyes you aren’t leaving, instead you walk around behind my desk. Every click of your heels is like a thunderous pound in my head, my heart thumping wildly as you step across the floor. You stand behind me. I don’t turn around. “Go on,” you say, resting one hand on my shoulder, “don’t let me stop you.” Your hand runs down my shoulder to my arm. Wrapping your fingers around my bicep kaçak iddaa you guide my arm so my hand lands back down on my penis. Afraid, I grip my cock; it’s even harder than it was before.

“That’s it,” you say. You move your head down so it’s close to me, I feel your breathe on the back of my neck, “Don’t pretend like you don’t know what you’re doing, we both know you can handle yourself.” As you gently guide my arm I slowly start to stroke my cock again; rolling my hand over the head and back down the shaft. My eyes close as I enjoy feeling your breath move from my neck to my ear. Your lips so close I can almost feel them. “There you go, that’s how you jerk your cock,” you whisper directly into my ear, looking over my shoulder down at my hand moving up and down over my long hard penis.

You glide your hands over my shoulders and down the front of my shirt. Your nails pinch my nipples and even through the fabric the tweak makes me jump. I moan and my hips buck a little as you touched me, “You like that huh?” You ask and I nod yes. “That’s good; stroke it for me a little faster then.” I comply with your order, moving my hand up and down my shaft faster. “Jerk your cock for me you naughty boy,” you whisper. Your soft sultry voice in my ear, your arms around me, touching me and encouraging me with every move and breath.

Pre cum swells on the tip then runs down the head and my hand quickly takes it and rubs it in as I beat. “Use your other hand for me now,” following your instruction I move my left hand down to grab my balls. “Good boy, squeeze those balls.” You press your lips against the back of my ear. I feel how silky they are as they move whilst you talk, “Feel that cum, it’s all slippery isn’t it,” speechless, I nod. Your hands flatten against my chest and slide down to my belly button. I can feel your breasts push against my shoulders. Your pendent hangs down to tickle the back of my neck, your head snuggles in against mine. “Faster for me now baby, I want to see you cum for me.”

“Oh yes,” I moan, my heart beating out of my chest, my breath heaving as I stroke my shaft faster. “I want you to cum, give it to me.” Your hands move slightly, massaging my front. “You can do it for me can’t you, go ahead.” My hips buck in time, fucking my fist hard, and my other hand clenched tight around kaçak bahis my balls.

Your tongue reaches out to the back of my ear. Licking up from my lobe, its wet and firm, tasting me as you move it slowly. “I want you to cum for me,” you demand, “do it, stroke your cock and cum for me now.” You take my ear lobe with your tongue and pull it inside your mouth, sucking hard. Your finger nails clench into my sides as your arms hold me tight.

Your soft lips holding my ear is enough to make me explode. My muscles flex all at once as I let loose a stream of cum. It shoots up onto my shirt where your hands had been only moments before. Not able to hold it back I cry out, “Oh yes,” as a second blast erupts from my tip and falls down over my knuckles. My eyes blur as I cum, I can feel your smile on my ear and you moan in gratitude at my obedience. You let my ear go, “Oh yes, that’s what I wanted,” you say, “Squeeze it all out for me.”

My hot juices run over my fingers and down between my legs. It drips down onto the hand that still clenches my sack and I feel it seeping through my fingers onto the shaved skin underneath. My whole body relaxes; the last bit of cum pushing casually out covering the tip of my cock and running down the shaft and under my hand.

Your breath is hot and fast on my face; my eyes close as I try to recover a little from my orgasm. Before I do, you stand up, “You are a good boy, coming into work early all the time.” You reach over and grab the box of tissues that’s on my desk, and then walk around back in front of me. Your glasses are back on and you eye me through the thick rims. “A very good boy,” you add. You pick up the stack of papers you had put on my desk before and turn around.

I watch your ass wiggle as you walk away from me. “My copies?” I ask as you reach the door.

“Oh,” you turn your head over your shoulder to look at me. You smile devilishly, “These are something else: I haven’t done your copies yet.” You think for a second then add, “I’ll do them later and drop them off first thing in the morning tomorrow, okay?” You walk out of the still open door, not waiting for me to answer. Leaving the door open I watch you set the box of tissues on the reception desk outside my office then sway off gracefully down the hall.

I sit for a bit, watching your walk as if it was a dance just for me. Cum covers my hands and soaking into my clothes. I let loose of my bag and move my hand up, instinctively reaching for a tissue. I just realize what you had done, I yell after you, “Hey.” I can hear you giggle from down the hall.

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