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It is my 18th birthday. I enter the incense-filled room slowly, deliberately. I am naked, save only for the oils with which my sister-aunt anointed me as I was preparing for this moment. I’m already at full erection; my sister-aunt made sure of that as well. She is to be my wife, the Augurs say, provided I can fulfill the holy rite with which I am tasked this night.

My oil-slick cock is as thick as my wrist and nine inches long. Equally large testicles hang taut from my groin. They are bursting with seed I am desperate to expel. It was not always this way. But since the Haruspex ***********ed me for this most sacred of duties I have undergone months of preparation. With herbs and surgeries they remade my body to be a vessel for our Lord, Priapus Incestus, and now even my father-brother must admit that I am become their greatest work.

As my eyes adjust to the dimness of the smokey room I can make out a shape upon the altar. A woman, naked, writhing in arousal. Like me she has been anointed with the sacred oils. Like me she has taken the holy herbs. These ensure not just her fever pitch of arousal, but also her fertility.

“Who comes to this sanctum?” She begins the ritual call-and-response.

“A son.” I say.

“And why have you come?” she asks.

“To till the field from which I grew.” I say.

“On whose orders?” She asks.

“Our god, Priapus Incestus, who commands the tree be made straight and the line be untainted by outsiders.” I reply.

“Then may your return bear fruit!” She exclaims. She is rubbing her already slick thighs together and roughly teasing her nipples as she speaks in a husky voice. I approach the altar and the woman lying upon fully resolves in my thrumming, intoxicated vision.

It is my mother.

I have not been allowed to see her naked since I began training for this night. Her beauty once again stuns me. She is in her forties, and has borne numerous children in that time. She was first bred by her own father when she was just 18. Since then he, and my father-brother, and uncle-brothers have kept her constantly pregnant. The oldest male of my generation, it is now my duty to attempt the same.

Despite her age and relentless breeding, she is in incredible shape. She has been kept on a rigorous diet and exercise regimen her entire life, and it’s benefits show. Her skin is porcelain bycasino and without blemishes. Her breasts are heavy, yet only just beginning to be touched by gravity, with large pink nipples still pointing proudly ahead. Her waist is small, but hips broad, suggesting the fecundity of this marvelous woman. All of her body hair is gone, leaving her perfectly smooth and begging to be licked all over.

This same diet boosts her chances of conception, and like me she has spent the months since my initiation taking pills, hormones, and herbals to increase her fertility. Still, she has grown old enough that success in this endevour is not guaranteed. We will try our best.

I stand before her writhing nude figure, my erection throbbing in physical pain as it demands to return to the womb in which I grew. My mother moans incoherently, stimulating her erogenous zones. A sheen of sweat already covers her and I surmise that she has already made herself cum perhaps a dozen times while waiting her for me. But because of the cocktail of drugs she has taken in preparation for our copulation, she will not achieve complete satisfaction until my incestuous seed fills her vagina.

“Please, my son, my darling!” She says, “I need you so bad! I need to feel you inside me! I need your cum, I need to feel myself gravid with your inbred baby!”

I nod. As I stand between her legs, I place by swollen member on her mons. Laid flat against her, my tip extends up to her bellybutton. She groans again and reaching out begins rubbing my length up and down with her hands.

“Fuck you’re going to fill me up so good!” She says, “We bred you to be so fucking big, I can’t wait.”

I pull back and rest my engorged tip against her vulva. As I brush her clitoris she shudders and spasms. Fluid covers her sex, and I can see her hole clenching in hungry need to take me. Grabbing her hips, I push myself in.

It is like nothing I’ve ever experienced. She takes me easily, her vagina wrapping me in a loving warm embrace. I can feel every ridge of her velvety textured insides grasping me. It feels perfect. Both of us yell in mutual pleasure.

She grabs the back of my head and pulls it down so our foreheads touch. Looking me dead in the eyes she says, “Congratulations, baby. How does it feel to lose your virginity to your fertile, ovulating mother?”

I bycasino deneme bonusu can only groan. Suddenly, my cockhead is stopped by the firm nub of her cervix at the back of her pussy. Her walls clasp my dick tightly as it makes contact, and I cannot hold back. From the depths of my testes my orgasm bubbles up and I shoot an unbelievably thick blast of cum directly onto the doorway to her womb. As my dick throbs in release I feel her pussy begin to contract, milking it for it’s entire spend.

My mother screams in pleasure as I fill her up. Tears come to her eyes as she presses herself onto me, back arched, nipples in hand. It takes me more than a minute to finish unloading. Her orgasm lasts somewhat longer. When she’s done, she falls back exhausted. I, too, am breathing heavily, but despite the copious ejaculation I am still as hard as I’ve ever been in my entire life.

Her pussy gives my cock a squeeze. She knows I’m still fully erect. Looking at me through half-closed eyes beneath disheveled hair she speaks.

“Keep fucking me.” She says, “The more loads you give me, the more likely I am to get pregnant.”

I do not need to be told twice. Grabbing hold of her hips, I begin slamming into her. With a belly full of cum her orgasmic needs have now been met, but mine have only just begun. There is a fire in my loins. I need to fuck this woman, my own mother, as much as I possibly can to make sure my seed takes.

At first she tries to help me, moving her hips in time to my rhythm, wrapping her legs around me, stroking my face and chest with a mother’s love, whispering carnal encouragement. But as I keep relentlessly drilling her wet hole, the orgasms overtake her. I fill her a second time. She goes completely limp. My erection has not flagged so I do not stop.

I continue using her body. It suddenly strikes me how cute her face is when she is forced to cum past the point of coherence. It looks so much like my own. Generations of inbreeding have left us with such similar features. I think about what will happen if I succeed in impregnating my mother, about what those features will look like on my own daughter-sister. I think about how beautiful she will be, and what it will feel like when she turns 18 and I get to breed her virgin pussy for the first time, as is a father’s right.

My pounding at the bycasino güncel giris doorway to my mother’s womb is incessant. Her cervix kisses my tip every time I thrust in to the hilt. Suddenly, my mother’s eyes shoot open and shit sits up, wrapping her arms around me. Thrusting her face into my neck, she lets out her most intense scream of the night. An orgasm unlike any of the others she’s had today rips through her body. Her pussy clamps down on me, rippling muscles pulling me deeper inside. I’m pressed hard against her cervix. It is now soft to the touch. Unexpectedly, it opens. I feel the head of my dick slide past it and into her very depths. Like a sphincter, I feel it clamp down just past the fullness of my dick’s corona. My mother is crying. Her the grip from her pussy is almost painful. I see stars.

I cum directly into her uterus.

I join my mother in screaming. It feels like my heavy balls are retracting up into my body as they discharge the last of their contents. I can feel each powerful blast of cum travel the length of my urethra as inseminate my mother at her source. I feel total satisfaction.

We remain there wrapped in eachother’s arms for I don’t know how long. After my last dribbling ejaculations my dick finally begins to deflate. My mother holds me close weeping into my chest, keeping us joined for as long as possible. First I fall out of her womb. Eventually I slip out of her entirely. I stroke her hair and attempt to soothe her. Finally she speaks.

“No one’s ever gotten that deep into mommy before, baby. I just know you made me pregnant. I can’t believe how good it felt.”

We spoon. Eventually, she curls up into a ball and falls asleep. I admire her for several minutes. Sexually spent with my, her own son’s, seed leaking out of her she looks unbelievably sexy. I start to get hard again. I contemplate sticking it in once more, but decide to let her rest. As quietly as I can I leave the sanctum.

My sister-aunt is waiting for me outside. She is nervous. She knows that if this doesn’t work, the Augurs may reevaluate whether or not we should be wed. I fuck her urgently behind the sanctum before she returns to the house where she raises her son-brothers. If we are to be separated, we will know each other completely beforehand.

She need not have worried. Within weeks it is confirmed that my mother is pregnant. The three of us are assigned a house together, and shortly thereafter my sister-aunt is pregnant as well.

We eagerly await the coming of a new generation to preserve the holy rites of Priapus Incestus.

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Happy Birthday- Part 2

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Sarah was relaxing on the sofa, rubbing her clit slowly in tiny circles.
Ben walked into the bedroom and reappeared moments later with a gift-wrapped box.
I have to go outside for a few minutes, but I want you to have this while I’m gone. I think you’ll enjoy it, Ben smiled.
He sat the box beside Sarah, kissed her gently, and walked out the back door, through the horse gate, and to the new concrete work shed he’d just had built.
Sarah opened the card on the box and found a note that said, ‘More to cum. I love you!’ In the box was a beautiful 10-year anniversary ring, a blindfold, and a large, lifelike vibrator.
Sarah put on the ring and admired it. It was gorgeous; Ben must have saved a long time for it.
Next, she turned on the vibrator and began working over her clit. It was as long as Tim, but thick like Ben.
Finally she donned the blindfold, and began working the new toy in and out of her pussy as she waited for Ben to return with whatever surprises he may still have in store for her.
Ben enjoyed surprising Sarah, and Sarah enjoyed the thrill of being surprised.
Ben walked into the shed and made sure it was clear of all the building materials. The shed was completely enclosed, with air conditioning and sound insulation to make it comfortable and quiet so that he could work on his projects at any hour without waking Sarah, and the building had been outfitted with a single, oversized door to make moving equipment in supplies easy.
The shed was still empty, and Ben turned on the air conditioning before walking back out.
He walked Ed, their young stallion, to the watering trough behind the shed, took a bucket, sponge, and some soap, and washed the horse thoroughly, including a good cleaning of Ed’s young cock.
Ed was still a virgin and had not felt the delights of a hot pussy, but that would soon change.
From Ed’s perspective, these two humans were the best thing that had ever happened to him. His previous owners didn’t really take very good care of him, and when the horses were taken away by Animal Protection Services, Ed was glad.
Ben and Sarah always made sure he was well-exercised, fed, watered, and cared for with love.
Ed loved the way Sarah would hug his neck and whisper softly in his ear; it made him feel all funny in his stomach, and every time she did it, he felt his cock stir and start to drop from it’s sheath.
When Sarah and Ben did this together, Ben would gently wash his cock, and Ed loved that feeling.
Ed wondered what Sarah’s hands would feel like rubbing his cock as he was getting washed, because her hands were smaller and softer; her touch gentler than Ben’s.
No matter. It still felt good that Ben was now washing his cock, and it seemed that this time he was being much more meticulous.
Ben quit rubbing Ed’s cock, which was disappointing, but now he was rubbing him dry with towels heated by the sun’s warmth, and that felt good too.
To his surprise, Ed was led through the door and into the building.
Ben left him there and disappeared.
Ed liked the room. It was small, but the air inside felt nice and cool, as opposed to the hot air outside.
In a few minutes, Ben re-entered the building carrying a thick blanket and leading Sarah by the hand.
Sarah was blindfolded, and wearing a comfortable bath robe.
Ben unfolded the blanket partially, disrobed bycasino Sarah, whispered in her ear, and then Sarah got on her hands and knees.
Sarah was almost positioned beneath Ed, and could smell the scent of the freshly washed stallion.
She thought of how much she loved the stallion. Riding Ed was a pleasure filled daily occurrence for Sarah. She loved the way the saddle horn rubbed her clit through her jeans when she leaned forward, trotting Ed.
Ed, nostrils flared, enjoyed the scent of his rider.
When Ed saw Ben step out of his pants, he snorted.
‘Why is Ben in your shop?’ Sarah asked.
‘You’ll see, baby’ said Ben.
Did Ben have in mind what Sarah was thinking?
It was so lewd, so naughty.
Sarah had often admired Ed’s beautiful cock. It was about 2 feet long and as thick as Sarah’s tiny wrist.
Ed could smell Sarah’s wonderful musky scent.
Ben spayed a plastic bottle filled with female horse urine in front of Ed’s nostrils, and watched with excitement as Ed’s cockhead appeared from its sheath.
First it was just the cockhead, and then he’d drop 3 or 4 inches at a time.
Ben entered Sarah from behind and began pumping her; slowly at first, and building to a fast pace as Sarah moaned and groaned, telling Ben how much she loved his thickness.
‘Fuck me, baby! Please, please…give me your hot cum now!’ Sarah moaned as she climaxed.
Sarah’s head was bent down, her face turned towards the shop floor.
Ben slammed into Sarah harder now, making her head go so far beneath Ed that her hair brushed the underside of Ed’s cock.
Ed loved this new sensation, and kept dropping more cock out.
Ed’s cock was lengthening and thickening, and Sarah felt something brushing her hair as she continued riding the orgasm.
Sarah raised her head, and suddenly Ed’s big cock was slapping her in the face.
Sarah enjoyed the sensation, and so did Ed, who continued dropping more of his wonderful cock.
All of the excitement from earlier, pumping Sarah’s sweet pussy, hearing Sarah begging him for cum, watching Ben’s cock slap against Sarah’s face, and knowing what was about to happen next was all too much for Ben to hold back any longer, and he flooded her pussy with his hot load.
‘Ahhh…that was good’ Sarah said with a smile.
As Ben pulled out, cum coated her splayed lips dripped from her pussy.
Ben reached under Ed and stroked his cock to full hardness. Then he held the shaft with one hand, and then took off Sarah’s blindfold with the other.
‘Oh my…’ was all Sarah could manage to say as her eyes refocused to the light and stared at Ed’s amazingly large cock.
Ben turned Ed’s monster cock and rubbed it up and down Sarah’s cheek.
Her face instantly flushed a bright red, and Ben could see the hunger in her eyes.
Sarah moved forward, leaning on her knees to get a closer look at the thickly veined shaft.
Ben guided Sarah’s hand up to the shaft.
Sarah soon had both hands wrapped around Ed’s shaft, stroking it, and licking all along the sensitive bottom side.
She licked around the head and kissed it gently.
She tried to suck the cock, but she was afraid her teeth might hurt, so instead she sucked along the bottom of it, close to the head.
Ed seemed to really enjoy that most.
Ben stepped behind Sarah, reached beneath her, and rubbed her clit.
‘ohhhhh….’ Sarah moaned, bycasino deneme bonusu ‘Don’t tease me like that, honey!’
Ben stood, removed her hands form Ed’s cock, and turned her around.
Next he had Sarah crawl between Ed’s front legs, and then he told her to spread her legs.
Ben held Ed’s cock and gently guided Ed forward until his face was close to the wall, and his big cockhead touched Sarah’s pussy lips.

When my two friends that saved me from that awful place, I thought I was in Heaven.
Little did I know what my male friend had in store for me, but I love and trust both of them.
When he brought me in this morning, I thought I was just going to get a nice cool bath.
When he washed me in my special place, that felt great like it always does.
When he brought me in this cool room, that felt good too, but WOW! I had no idea what else he had in mind for me.
When he brought his woman in, he sprayed something wonderful on my nose, and his mate’s hair brushed my cock, I felt feelings I’d never known.
It made me feel all tingly and my cock came out like it does when I have to pee, but then he started doing something else…stroking my cock!
I’d never felt anything like that before!
It felt really good!
And then when his woman knelt and kissed and licked and sucked along the bottom of my cock, her lips and tongue were warm and wet.
I thought I’d reached the peak of pure bliss, but they still had more in store for me.
When his mate got beneath me, I thought she was going to check my hooves, but then I felt Ben put my cock at his woman’s hot pussy!
They had only mated me to a female horse once before, and to be honest, she was pretty motionless and didn’t seem to care what was going on.
Sarah’s pussy seemed much hotter and much slicker.
I didn’t know what to do, so I just stood still, waiting to see what happened next.
His mate began backing up against my cockhead.
She moved her hips up and down and around and around.
Her pressure against me increased, and I could hear her moaning, when suddenly she yelled something and released a warm, slick juice.
I shifted a bit, and suddenly my cockhead popped inside his mate’s pussy and my shaft started shoved several inches inside her.
Oh, I can’t even begin to describe how wonderfully tight his mate was!
I stayed still, enjoying the feelings running through my body.
His mate was saying, ‘Oh Yesssssss!!! Let me have that big cock Ed!’
She would push back and forth, and every time she relaxed a few more inches of my cock would sink into her.
Every time she relaxed and I sank deeper into her, she would tremble and moan loudly, and I’d feel a warm liquid lubricate me and invite me deeper.
He constant pushing had backed me away from the front wall.
As she screamed, ‘Oh hell yeah, Ed…More! More!’
I didn’t know what ‘more’ meant, but I knew I wasn’t against the wall where Ben had placed me, so I shifted my weight, moving forward.
My cock bent against the pressure, and Sarah spread her legs wider, she moaned loudly, got wetter, and a few more inches of my cock disappeared into Sarah’s wonderfully hot pussy.
‘Yes Ed…Yesssss!’ she yelled.
Now I know what ‘yes’ means; it meant I had done something good.
I was pleased when Ben fed me a sugar cube, as he always does when I do bycasino güncel giris something good.
I really didn’t need the treat, as I was already getting one from Sarah.
Sarah, beneath me, was now pumping back and forth harder and faster.
When she shoved back against me, I took another step forward at the same time.
My cock buckled with the tightness, and then slid even deeper.
She moaned loudly. I mean, really loudly!
I gazed towards Ben to see if I was doing good.
To my surprise, Ben had his own cock in his hand.
It was much smaller than mine, but he seemed to actually be enjoying watching me be fucked by his wife!
Sarah was now fucking about 8 inches of my cock, and oh did she ever make it feel great!
Ben’s wife had been still for a few seconds, and I felt her pussy tightening and loosening around my shaft.
Sarah started pushing back against me again.
I knew she was trying to get more of me in, so I backed up a couple of steps.
When I did, Sarah went with me, but several inches of my shaft pulled out.
I was amazed that Ben’s wife wanted even more of my cock, but she did, and I was eager to oblige!
I decided to give her back what had come out, plus all the extra she wanted; after all she didn’t even have half of my cock inside her.
I looked at Ben. He was smiling and trying to make his own dick bigger by jerking on it.
‘More, Ed… More!’ Sarah cooed beneath me.
I know knew that ‘more’ meant she wanted me to bury my cock deeper inside her.
Sarah backed up, and when I thought she had regained what she had lost in my backing up, I waited for her to push back against me again, and when she did, as soon as I felt her insides relax I stepped forward twice until my face was against the wall.
Sarah’s hands held fast to the concrete floor, and my cock lifted her ass and legs off the ground.
This time, more than just a couple of inches of my cock disappeared into her.
Half of my cock sank into her depths; quickly at first, and then slower and slower until It seemed I couldn’t go further.
Ben stepped forward.
I wondered if I had done something wrong, but instead he said, ‘Good boy, Ed!’ and stepped up to Sarah and she moved slightly from beneath me, never losing any of my cock.
She took his cock into her mouth and started making sucking sounds.
Ben started pumping in and out of her mouth making her press back against my cock.
As he pumped back and forth, Sarah slid back and forth on my cock.
He pumped one more time hard into her face, and then his face contorted.
Ben’s body jerked, his knees went limp, and he had to steady himself on Sarah’s shoulders, which forced her back against me.
It was wonderful!
I felt a combination of her insides, and my cock throbbing.
My balls had tightened long ago, and I was beginning to feel that wonderful sensation that I had only felt once before in my life.
Suddenly my cock began jerking and swelling inside Ben’s mate.
Sarah pulled her head back off Ben’s cock and yelled, ‘He’s cumming Ben, he’s cumming!!!’
Sarah moaned long and loud as I shot stream after stream of my juice deep inside her.
On the second of several shots, her pussy was full, and my cum began spraying out of her pussy and running down her thighs.
When the last of my streams had shot out, I backed away slowly, pulling my cock with me.
When the head pulled out, Sarah moaned again.
Cum poured out of her pussy onto the ground beneath her.
‘Good boy, Ed’ she panted. ‘Good boy’.
I love my owners.
I can’t wait to do this again!!!

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Cindy Got Fucked Good

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I guess that is a more common fantasy than I ever realized for men to envision their wives being fucked by other men, particularly old friends of the husband. I had often fantasized about such an encounter with my wife, Cindy; however, whenever I brought up the matter of a threesome and bringing another man into our sexual adventures, my wife was firmly against it.

This was rather curious since we were hardly prudes. We had an ongoing swapping relationship with another couple for quite some time. In that case, however, it was a matter of each of the couples switching spouses and then retiring to separate bedrooms for a wild session of fucking and sucking. Consequently, I did not have the opportunity to actually watch the two of them in action.

Even the concept of a threesome was not unfamiliar. However, that was a threesome with another woman. We had a long, steamy weekend with her older sister during her visit to our home. Well, that latter session is altogether another story in itself.

Regardless, for whatever reason, Cindy was certainly not inclined to have a threesome with another man. In spite of her rejection, I was not going to be deterred. I decided that our old friend Steve would be the participant for my goal of watching another man fucking my wife. Steve and I met in the army and had been friends for years. Actually, we had socialized on many occasions and he had been a frequent visitor to our house over the years.

Steve was somewhat of a ladies man with a well earned reputation around town for his many conquests. Initiating my plan, I approached him on the matter of a threesome and he was initially somewhat hesitant.

“Are you really sure that you want me to fuck Cindy?” he asked incredulously.

“This is something I’ve fantasized about for years,” I said, “and you, old buddy, are going to help me fulfill my dream.” Once he felt reassured by my admission, Steve was enthused at the prospect of fucking my attractive wife. He understood that we’d have to create just the appropriate circumstances to get her in the right mood.

We finalized the arrangement for the following Saturday night. I explained that it would certainly be an experimental effort the first time, since Cindy was so reluctant. I knew the only possible way that I would be successful would be to ensure that Cindy was sufficiently inebriated. Whenever she was drunk, she became increasingly amorous and that just might provide the opportunity for my fantasy.

Steve arrived at our house late in the afternoon that next Saturday. Cindy welcomed him and teased him about not having a date. “What’s the matter, Steve, losing your touch?” she giggled. He chuckled and said that he certainly preferred sharing her with me. Cindy laughed, not realizing that was indeed my goal for the evening’s activities.

Steve and I grilled steaks for the meal and had a few drinks while Cindy prepared the rest of the meal. “Do you think your plan will work?” he asked.

“I don’t know, but I’m going to try and grease the skids with plenty of alcohol.”

The atmosphere was light and easy throughout supper and later when we lounged around the living room with after-dinner drinks. I had prepared several cocktails for Cindy while she worked in the kitchen and then throughout the meal the liquor was carefully dispensed. I surreptitiously reduced the amount that I gave Steve and myself, while Cindy’s almost imperceptivity increased.

We were all sitting on the couch in the living room and Steve and I held a spirited conversation on the upcoming ACC football season. As an UNC grad, I stoutly promoted the Tarheels. Steve had attended Clemson and just as resolutely supported his Tigers. Cindy listened and occasionally would offer a remark or ask a question; however, with the passage of time, it was quite apparent that she was feeling no pain.

Perhaps this would be a good time to identify the three participants. As I said, Steve had worked for me in the army at Ft. Bragg and had settled in Chapel Hill after he was separated from the service. He was of average height; about 5 foot 9, but stocky and powerfully built.

My attractive wife, Cindy, was a nursing supervisor at the hospital, five foot five and a trim 125 pounds, hazel eyes, and shoulder length light brown hair. Although certainly not buxom, her breasts were suitably proportioned for her slender figure and she had a particularly nice ass. At that point in my life, I was in pretty good shape for an 35 year old guy, six foot tall and a solid 175 pounds.

Cindy sat between us, sipping her drink as Steve and I continued talking. As I checked her condition, I realized that she had almost reached the point of inebriation that I was hoping to achieve. Her eye lids were heavy and would close them for longer periods of time before opening again. I knew that I needed to act quickly before she passed out. I discreetly slid my hand under her skirt and started rubbing her pussy lips through her panties. She smiled drunkenly and then spread her legs slightly, giving me better access.

Steve was surreptitiously watching my actions and I could see that he was fidgeting and squirming in his seat I was quite sure that his dick was either getting hard or was hard already. I subtly shook my head, indicating that the time was getting close for some action, but was not yet quite desirable. He seemed to relax somewhat as he struggled to force his eagerness to diminish.

I slipped my fingers under the elastic of Cindy’s panties and spread her pussy lips gradually working my finger tips slowly and gently inside. Meanwhile, she smiled as she more rapidly sipped at her cocktail. She quickly finished her drink and murmured, “I think ill fix another one.” Having made the announcement, she loudly whispered in my ear, “Get Steve out of here so we can fuck.” Giggling, she drunkenly weaved toward the kitchen.

Steve intently looked at her. “Mmmmm,” he whispered approvingly, “I can hardly wait to fuck her! Is it time to make our move?”

I quietly responded, “I think so, but let’s just see what the next few minutes will bring.”

“Are you really all right with this, man?” he asked.

“Oh yeah, this is exactly what I want to do.” After a few minutes, Cindy returned and slipped back between us. She was really quite drunk now and I realized that she had slipped her panties off while she was in the kitchen. Thus unfettered, I was easily able to slide my hand back between her spread legs and resumed caressing her extremely wet pussy.

I began to gently slide my middle finger into her and then almost immediately added a second. As I began to finger fuck her, thrusting a little harder she spread her legs further apart and lay her head on the back of the couch. I had an easy time as her juices were freely flowing by this point. She once again drunkenly leaned over and muttered in my ear “Steve’s still here … Why is he still here? I want to fuck and I want to fuck right now! Why he is still here?”

“Well,” I responded, “maybe he’d just like to watch us fuck.”

She had a somewhat befuddled expression on her face as she struggled to process my answer. “Watch us fuck?” She murmured, “Watch us fuck?”

I resumed my manipulation as I spread her bycasino pussy lips even further apart, sliding a third finger inside as I massaged her clitoris with my thumb. She responded with a soft moan. Abruptly she turned her head and passionately began to kiss me. Her hand immediately went to my crotch and squeezed my dick through the fabric of my khakis. At the same time, I continued to firmly pump her pussy with my fingers. By now her miniskirt was scrunched up around her waist and she had spread her legs open so far that one of her thighs was draped over my leg and her other thigh over Steve’s.

Steve evidently decided that this was an appropriate time to get involved in the action and gently placed his hand on her inner thigh. Cindy’s body seemed to briefly tense in shock at being touched by someone else, but I felt an eager shudder run through her body as she kissed me more intently.

Steve continued softly caressing her, running his hand over her thigh and down to her ankle. She was undoubtedly excited by the hands that were eagerly working on her body. I had pushed her hand away briefly while I unbuckled, unbuttoned, and unzipped my khakis. She quickly reached into my pants and firmly grasped my cock. After a few moments I stopped my caressing again and pushed down my pants and boxers exposing my fully hardened shaft. She stopped kissing me and dazedly stared at my dick. She began masturbating me slowly pumping her fist up and down on my shaft. Gradually her tempo increased as she determinedly and tightly gripped my dick.

Steve was becoming bolder. He had opened Cindy’s blouse and reached behind her to unsnap her bra. In her excitement Cindy was cooperating, easing her body forward to assist him in releasing her breast free from the confining bra.

Steve began by gently caressing her hardened nipple. Cindy seemed further excited by what was happening as he leaned in and began suckling at her breast. Moments later he let loose his own belt opened his pants and freed his own rigid cock.

Cindy exhaled loudly and turned to look at him. Her eyes were glazed full of drunken lust, but she still seemed bewildered and uncertain of exactly what to do. Her hand persisted in working my dick but the motion had slowed and she seemed confused and perplexed with what was happening to her.

As I watched she hesitantly placed her free hand on Steve’s dick and wrapped her fingers around it. She hesitated briefly and then started slowly masturbating him.

“Good,” I thought to myself. “Maybe I’m going to see Steve fucking her yet. Gotta be careful and not push her too hard or too fast.”

Her motion was unhurried and light at first, but then became increasingly faster and more determined. Cindy’s hand on my dick sped up, as well and she now seemed to enjoy the fact that she had a firm cock in each hand.

As I looked in her eyes I realized that I had achieved my goal. Although she was obviously drunk, I knew that it was only a matter of time before we would both be fucking her. I softly whispered, “I think that it might be better if we all got rid of these clothes.” Cindy seemed unwilling to release our dicks, but she did so as we helped her out of her clothing. We then hurriedly shed our own remaining clothes and Steve sat down on the couch with her. He grabbed Cindy’s hand and rewrapped it around his cock.

I didn’t immediately join them on the couch, since I was going to increase the intensity of our sexual adventure. I dropped to my knees in front of her and, even in her inebriated state, Cindy knew immediately what my intentions were. Her free hand went to the back of my head as she unsteadily guided me to her pussy. I was pleased to see that she was seeping her juices and that a thin stream was actually trickling between her lips. “Hmmm,” I murmured delightedly as I started by gently sucking on her clitoris. At the same time I intently watched how Steve was progressing.

Cindy had closed her eyes in pleasure and her mouth had opened as her breathing became louder and more ragged. I continued to leisurely lick on her clitoris and waited until Steve’s lips and tongue had started to work on her breast before I plunged back between her pussy lips.

The powerful feeling of her clitoris and nipple being sucked on at the same time caused her to arch her back in obvious sensual pleasure. Steve was intently caressing her tits as she firmly and eagerly stroked his cock. I smiled to myself as I spread her pussy lips and determinedly thrust my tongue inside her. After a few moments I resumed sucking her clitoris and begin to gently finger fuck her again I soon had three fingers stretching her pussy lips, preparing her for the fucking that I was planning.

However, Cindy suddenly pushed me back. “Don’t! Don’t!” she drunkenly moaned. “I don’t wanna cum yet. Can’t cum yet. Don’t wanna cum yet.” Damn I was aggravated by the slow progress of getting her fucked by Steve.

I thought for a moment and decided to take a different approach. I rose off the floor and slid back alongside her on the couch, grasping her hand and wrapping it around my cock once again. Her eyes opened and she resumed stroking my shaft and began passionately kissing me.

In moments I was groaning in pleasure while struggling to hold back my own nearing orgasm. “Calm down, boy,” I thought, “can’t get too carried away this soon.”

I watched as Cindy continued to firmly stroke Steve’s dick. In spite of the booze and everything that had happened so far, I still wasn’t certain if I had excited Cindy to the point that she’d want to fuck our friend.

I had warned Steve that there was no guarantee that I’d get Cindy to fuck him, but he was certainly enjoying Cindy’s hand job, regardless. I guess that he had assumed that he probably wasn’t going to get anything more tonight, so why not thoroughly enjoy this experience.

Then the situation changed radically and toward my goal in a most spectacular manner. Cindy quizzically looked at me and then stared at Steve’s dick. She stopped her jacking of my dick and seemed to hesitate as she tried to process something in her alcohol befuddled mind. “What’s the matter,” I whispered.

“I think I wanna to suck Steve’s cock,” she murmured in her slurred speaking voice.

“Whoa!” I thought as my dick hardened even more. “Things are working out perfectly.” This was exactly what I wanted to see. I wanted to watch my wife sucking on my friend’s cock and having her mouth filled with his semen.

“Is that okay with you?” she quietly murmured.

“Absolutely,” I quickly responded. “Go suck his cock. Suck him off.” Amazed by this sudden change in the direction of the evening, Steve eased back on the couch as he spread his legs slightly apart in order to give Cindy better access to his stiff cock.

“I can’t give her time to think about this,” I thought. “She might still change her mind.” I gently encouraged her as I slid my hand behind her neck and softly pushed her head downward toward his rigid shaft. She leaned her body over slightly so that her face hovered directly over his cock, not more than four or five inches from its head.

“Damn,” I thought as she hesitated again. She was too befuddled by the liquor and still bycasino deneme bonusu not quite sure if she wanted to go through with it. This time Steve took over putting his hand on the back of her head and tenderly pulled her face towards him. She was so close to fulfilling my desire that I knew that I had to do something to push her over the edge.

I slipped off the couch and onto my knees a second time, spread her thighs, and returned to caressing her pussy, sucking on her clitoris and avidly licking her slash. By now her juices were in full flow and my lips and face were soon covered Cindy was moaning in pleasure, but hadn’t moved and was still staring at Steve’s cock.

Slowly, she bent forward, ever closer to his throbbing shaft. Her body began to writhe in pleasure, whimpering and moaning as my efforts had obviously thoroughly excited her. I realized that she was ready. “Go ahead, Cindy,” I whispered “suck his cock.”

I slowly eased back on my haunches and watched the closing stages of my fantasy. I worried somewhat when she seemed to hesitate again, but then she finally lowered her head and took his dick into her mouth. She started slowly as she wrapped her hand tightly around the shaft and encircled his fat cockhead with her lips.

“Damn!” I murmured. I watched in frustration as she just held the tip of Steve’s cock in her mouth for several more moments, not moving at all. Then she slowly slid her mouth down the shaft a short distance and then pulled back a little. Then she repeated the action again, taking a little bit more.

She stopped briefly and opened her mouth and licked the head and sides of the shaft for several moments. She then finally enthusiastically sucked his cockhead back in and began avidly sucking while firmly jacking on the base of his rigid shaft.

I decided to resume sucking on her clitoris while I watched her exercising her considerable cocksucking skills on Steve. As I gripped her hips I felt her body tremble and quiver with pent up sexual energy. I knew that Cindy was rapidly approaching her climax and would soon burst in a massive orgasm.

By now she was bobbing her head up and down in a frenzied fucking of Steve’s cock with her mouth. Briefly stopping my ministrations I softly encouraged her. “Suck him off, Cindy. Let him fill your mouth with his warm, milky cum.” She was approaching an unquestionable frenzy now as she sucked his cock while fresh juices were absolutely streaming from her pussy.

Cindy’s moans were muffled by Steve’s thick dick firmly filling her mouth as her head was frenetically moving up and down up and down. Her moans were further exciting me, as well, as I watched her lips expertly work on Steve’s cock. “Suck him off, Cindy.” I whispered “You want to feel his sperm spurting into your mouth. You want to swallow all of his warm semen.”

Just at that moment she reached her first orgasm, moaning loudly around her cock-filled lips. Steve had reached such a state of stimulation that he suddenly started to face fuck her. He firmly grabbed the sides of her head, grasping her thick hair as he fucked her mouth. He obviously realized that he was quickly approaching his climax.

“Aaaahhhh! Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck! I’m going to cum!” he groaned. I could see the muscles of his asscheeks tighten as his hips lifted up and off the couch. He moaned and started cumming, obviously flooding her mouth as she eagerly swallowed his entire load. “Suck it, Cindy! Suck it!,” he shouted.

By now Cindy was in an uncontrollable frenzied state. Once she had drained him she shrieked “Hank! I want you to fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” she slipped to the floor, wriggled around and got on all fours.

I was soon in position behind her and my dick was hard and throbbing as I easily slipped in her sodden pussy. She squealed in delight as I penetrated her. I started with a steady rhythm at first then gradually increased in both momentum and intensity as I kept pounding away, pumping deep in my wife’s pussy.

By now Cindy was incessantly moaning her eyes closed in sheer ecstasy. Steve sat on the couch gleefully watching as my frenzied fucking caused Cindy to experience yet another orgasm. Observing the exciting scene before him had amazingly revived his sagging cock and soon he was stroking it, endeavoring to restore its harness. Moments later I reached my own orgasm and I squirted my milky load inside her, flooding her already soggy pussy accompanied by Cindy’s wails of pleasure. What seemed to be a steady series of orgasms coursed through her body.

“I want to fuck Steve” she squealed. “I want to fuck him! Steve, I want you to fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” Cindy was completely out of control, her eyes blazing in uncontrolled lust. She scrambled to her feet as I pulled out and swung one leg across Steve’s lap as he sat on the couch, straddling his hips. On her knees, she steadied herself on the back of the couch and firmly gripped his cock. She anxiously rubbed his cockhead back and forth along her pussy lips and then eased the head inside, still struggling to steady herself.

Even though he’d just climaxed moments before, Steve’s dick was now hard enough and easily slipped in her sodden pussy. They both gasped in delight as she slid down his shaft, fully impaling herself. “Oh man,” I thought to myself, “this is working better than I ever imagined!”

Steve was excitedly driving his hips upward determined to fuck my sex-obsessed wife. The full length of his cock soon disappeared until only his balls were visible. I sat on the floor watching the furious action. I was anxious, too – eager to see my wife being fucked and another man’s cock flooding her pussy with his cum.

Soon the two of them were fucking in a frantic rhythm as Cindy screamed in overpowering sensual delight. By now, her body was constantly writhing as she moaned and her quivering pussy was thrusting up and down on his stiff dick. Moments later she began to rotate her hips as Steve continued to drive his cock into her pussy.

Crouched on the floor in front of the couch, I had a great view of the lewd action. I watched excitedly as Steve’s fat cock, glistening with Cindy’s juices, stretched her pussy lips as her slash repeatedly swallowed the full length of his shaft. Even though his earlier climax had obviously slowed his ejaculation, Steve soon was approaching a second orgasm.

Cindy straightened her body, steadying herself on the back of the couch and enthusiastically rocked her hips working his thrusting dick in and out of her pussy. I watched, savoring the sight of my friend’s frenzied fucking of my over-sexed spouse.

Cindy’s head was flung back as she shrieked in uncontrolled sexual delight. “Oh, yes! Oh, yes! I’m cummmmiiinnngg!” she howled, “Oh, fuck me! Steve, I want all of your cock!” Steve responded by ramming home his rock hard dick deep within her body, groaning in unrestrained pleasure as he pumped my wife’s pussy. Cindy’s eyes were tightly closed as she reveled in the sheer ecstasy of the moment. She was shrieking in overpowering excitement as yet another orgasm coursed through her trembling body.

Steve groaned as he began cumming in concert with her, squirting his creamy load inside her, flooding her bycasino güncel giris already soggy pussy. “Oh fuck, Cindy! Oh, fuck!” he moaned, unloading his cum. “Ohhhh, fuck! Ohhh, shit! Hank, she’s sucking me with her pussy! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!”

I scrambled off the floor and stood beside the couch, my now rigid dick at just about the level of my wife’s mouth and my hand resting on the back of the couch behind her head. Opening her eyes she moaned, “I want your cock!” Cindy gazed down to Steve’s shaft continuing to fuck her, then turned her head and looked closely at my cock quivering in front of her face.

My dick was throbbing and pulsing as I grabbed Cindy’s face and guided her mouth over my swollen shaft. She responded by greedily sucking it in. “Suck my cock, Cindy! I want you to suck me dry, you cocksucking bitch! You like having two dicks in you at the same time, don’t you?” I shouted. “You like Steve fucking you while you suck my cock, don’t you!”

She briefly moaned a response “Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh fuck!” and resumed sucking my cock. Within moments I was receiving a complete mouth-fucking. Cindy suddenly stopped sucking and squealed, “Oooohhhhh! Shoot, Hank! I want you to cum in my mouth!”

Steve had gripped her waist with both hands and was fucking her by driving her body up and down on his still rigid cock. What a wicked sight it must have been! Moments later I reached my climax, groaned and started cumming in her mouth “aaaahhhh! Oh, shit! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!” I moaned as I squirted my sticky cum past her sucking lips.

Cindy briefly gagged on my dick and the spurting cum that flooded her mouth but she rapidly recovered and swallowed the whole load, squealing in licentious delight. Exhausted, I flopped back to the floor fatigued by my efforts.

The three of just sat there recovering from the massive exertion as the sexual tension eased. Cindy had apparently sobered up from the liquor, but now was now consumed by a totally different and powerful intoxication. Her eyes were on fire with unquenchable sexual desire.

Steve unsteadily rose to his feet, as if to leave. “Where are you going?” Cindy howled. “You’ve got to fuck me again! You both must fuck me again!” she shrieked. Steve looked at my wife in amazement and then sat back down.

Almost immediately, Cindy started to forcefully stroke his flaccid cock. Cindy’s efforts increased in intensity as she purposefully jerked “Get hard! Get hard!” she screamed in demand. “Steve, I want you to fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!”

Amazingly, after several moments Steve cock began to revive. I didn’t know about his condition, but my nuts were aching. He lay back on the couch and pulled her on top of his body as her thighs easily straddled his hips.

She reached down between her legs and gripping his rising cock, directed it back into her saturated slash. She purposefully eased down the full length of his shaft and then started bucking up and down, obviously seeking an ever more intense orgasm and wanting to prolong the sensual experience as long as possible.

Steve may have been approaching exhaustion from his earlier orgasms, but started vigorously pumping and fucking her as her pelvis frenetically thrust back against his battering cock. Cindy was constantly moaning as her eyes once again closed in sheer ecstasy. I was jacking away on my dick endeavoring to restore it to hardness as I watched the electrifying scene unfolding.

Cindy turned her head toward me. “I want you and Steve to fuck me at the same time! I want to be filled up like I never have been before! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! I need to feel your cock in my ass.” I’d seen Cindy sexually driven before, but never in such a wicked state. She normally didn’t like to be fucked in the ass, yet now she was demanding it.

Not wishing to miss this tempting opportunity, I moved around in front of her and shoved my cock toward her mouth. “Suck it, Cindy!” I demanded. “Get it wet for me!” she quickly responded by greedily sucking my cock while Steve continued to thrust his cock in and out of her sodden pussy. Moments later I was satisfied that I was sufficiently lubricated and scrambled behind her on the couch, pushed her forward onto Steve’s chest, and pressed my throbbing cock against her anus. She briefly paused her fucking motion with Steve as I began to ease my shaft into her rectum. “Nnnngggghhhh,” she groaned.

Moments later she began with a gentle rocking that ultimately allowed me to sink my cock all the way in. I was now buried balls-deep in my wife’s ass as she moaned in delight. She let out a satisfied “ohhhhhhh” and then resumed fucking Steve, soon increasing the intensity of her actions. I just momentarily held my cock in deep, taking full pleasure in the sensation that my penetration provided.

I could feel Steve penetrating her through the thin membrane separating us. “Man,” I thought, “this is better than I ever imagined!” Even after all that had happened to slow me down, I was so turned on by this encounter and my sex-crazed wife that I realized that I was going to experience another orgasm.

Cindy now found herself sandwiched between the two of us. I was rapidly thrusting forward as I fucked her ass while Steve thrust upward pounding her pussy. She increased her moaning as she responded, moving rhythmically between the two of us.

Cindy continued to pick up the speed and intensity of her fucking, totally lost in this experience. She was chanting a cadenced “Oh! Oh! Oh!” Then shouted, “Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck!” as she reached another orgasm. I felt her rectum tensing around my cock. Steve started grunting and I could feel him thrusting up hard into my wife’s pussy. “Oh, shit! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!” he moaned, amazed at his stamina as began flooding her pussy once more even after two powerful orgasms.

Cindy turned her face back toward me, her eyes filled with lust. “Come in my ass!” she wailed. “I want to feel you shoot in my ass while Steve fills my pussy!” I had incredibly reached the point of my own third climax as well and I thrust as deep as I could. “Aaaahhhh! Oh, shit! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!” I groaned, blasting my load deep into her ass. The room was filled with the screams of uninhibited sexual pleasure as the three of us reached yet another lustful plateau.

Moments later I slowly pulled my shrinking cock out and sat on the couch to recover. Cindy, her hair disheveled, dismounted from Steve and collapsed next to me. She kissed me and then snuggled against my chest as she drifted off into an exhausted sleep. Steve got up as a satisfied smile traced across his face. “Well, Hank,” he said, “Your plan was a complete success.”

“Oh yeah,” I whispered, “better than I ever imagined!” He scooped up his clothes and went to the bathroom to clean up and get dressed. I must have briefly fallen asleep, as well, because when I woke some time later Steve had left. I helped the thoroughly exhausted Cindy to her feet and led her to bed.

Hours later, as dawn began to creep across the bedroom, I became aware that Cindy had grasped my cock in her hand and began to gently stroke the shaft. After several moments I had achieved full erection and asked if she enjoyed last night’s activities “Oh, very much!” she enthusiastically responded.

“What do you think? Would you be interested in having more adventures with Steve in the future?”

She softly murmured an “Oh, yes,” as her lips once again closed around my swollen shaft.

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Chapitre 4 : le faux départ.

Le lendemain, Patrick et Sylvie reprirent leurs activités habituelles. Chacun alla à son travail. Sylvie était anxieuse. Elle aurait voulu recontacter Serge, mais elle espérait en même temps que ce soit lui qui l’appelle.

Patrick, lui, était à l’affût, essayant de repérer des signes indiquant un contact entre sa femme et son amant.

Après deux jours sur le qui-vive, il décida de changer de tactique. Il rentra en fin de journée et dit à sa femme que le lendemain il devrait se rendre en province pour une réunion. Il expliqua qu’il devrait partir le soir parce que la réunion était matinale et qu’il rentrerait le surlendemain en journée. C’était un prétexte qui devait lui permettre de savoir si Sylvie allait en profiter pour retrouver son Serge. Il était sûr de la réponse bien entendu, mais une curiosité malsaine l’amenait à agir ainsi. Il espérait même qu’ils se verraient au domicile conjugal, ce qui lui permettrait de les espionner plus facilement.

Sylvie réfléchit très vite et se dit que l’occasion était trop belle. Elle devait contacter Serge et espérer qu’il puisse se rendre libre, au moins pour la soirée, peut-être pour toute la nuit. Mais tant que Patrick était là, elle ne pouvait pas appeler. Elle dut attendre le lendemain, après que son mari soit parti au travail.

– C’est Sylvie. Tu serais libre ce soir?

– Oui. Pourquoi?

– Mon mari est en déplacement jusqu’à demain.

– Je peux même venir tout de suite si tu veux.

– Non, non, il ne part qu’en fin d’après-midi de la maison. Tu pourrais passer la nuit avec moi?

– Oui, bien sûr.

– Tu pourrais venir vers vingt heures. Je te préparerais un bon repas et puis nous pourrions faire l’amour toute la nuit. Tu veux bien?

– Je viendrai avec Jacques. Prépare pour tous les trois.

– Bon.

– Alors à ce soir, vingt heures.

Sylvie était déçue que Serge ne vienne pas seul mais elle n’avait pas osé le lui dire. Pour autant, la perspective d’une visite des deux amis, si elle l’embarrassait, ne lui répugnait pas. Elle savait que son amant allait encore la partager. Avec Serge apparemment il fallait qu’elle en passe par là pour pouvoir profiter de lui et elle y était prête.

*

Patrick

Au retour du bureau, j’ai fait mes préparatifs pour partir. J’ai remplis rapidement mon sac avec juste de quoi me changer le lendemain matin. Rien dans le comportement de Sylvie ne laissait supposer qu’elle s’apprêtait à retrouver son amant.

J’ai pris ma voiture et je l’ai déplacée simplement dans une rue adjacente. La place était idéale pour que je ne sois pas visible mais que je puisse observer les allées et venues de la maison.

J’ai vu ma femme sortir. Elle était ravissante, dans une petite robe rouge qui dessinait admirablement ses formes. Elle a pris sa voiture. J’ai démarré à mon tour pour la suivre.

Elle est allée au supermarché faire des courses. J’en ai déduit qu’elle comptait cuisiner, donc rester à la maison, ce qui s’harmonisait parfaitement avec mes plans. J’ai profité de son absence pour revenir me cacher. J’ai laissé ma voiture dans une rue parallèle et je suis rentré chez moi en refermant la porte à clé de l’intérieur. Je suis monté en haut de la mezzanine. C’est un endroit dont on ne se sert quasiment pas, seulement quand on reçoit de la famille, en y installant un lit de fortune. J’étais sûr que Sylvie n’y viendrait pas. Si elle recevait quelqu’un, ce serait au salon et éventuellement dans notre chambre. Notre maison est entièrement de plein-pied, sauf cette mezzanine qui surplombe la chambre.

J’ai organisé mon confort pour pouvoir rester longtemps dans ce poste d’observation. J’ai déroulé un tapis de camping et je me suis allongé avec un petit coussin en guise d’oreiller. J’ai attendu le retour de ma femme.

Elle est revenue vers six heures et demi. Elle s’est mise tout de suite à préparer le dîner. Ensuite elle a dressé la table. Je ne voyais rien mais je l’entendais aller et venir de la cuisine à la salle à manger.

Elle est allée à la salle de bains. J’ai entendu la douche. Elle se faisait belle.

A vingt heures, on a sonné et Sylvie est allée ouvrir. De là où j’étais, je ne pouvais pas voir l’entrée mais j’ai entendu deux voix d’hommes. Ma femme a complimenté ses invités parce qu’ils lui avaient apporté des fleurs. Il y a eu des embrassades, un peu plus longues qu’un simple bisou d’accueil. J’ai entendu des gloussements, des refus, comme si les hommes tentaient de la lutiner. Ensuite tout le monde s’est avancé, probablement vers le salon et la salle à manger.

Ma femme a convié les hommes à passer à table. Ils ont dîné. Je pensais qu’ils ne devaient pas se contenter de se restaurer. Je ne les entendais pas beaucoup parler mais ça riait.

*

Sylvie

Serge et son ami Jacques m’avaient apporté des fleurs, un magnifique bouquet de roses rouges. J’étais flattée mais aussi embarrassée. Comment allais-je expliquer leur présence à mon mari quand il rentrerait?

Serge m’a embrassé sur la bouche, goulûment, et moi, je lui ai rendu son baiser, passionnément. Jacques s’est mis à me caresser les fesses bycasino en soulevant ma robe et en investissant ma culotte. Il a dû se rendre compte que mon sexe était mouillé. Il l’était déjà quand j’ai pris ma douche et ça n’avait fait qu’empirer en attendant leur arrivée. Je me suis dégagée de son tripotage parce que je ne voulais pas que ça dérape dès l’entrée.

Je les ai entraînés à la salle à manger pour le repas. J’avais choisi de simplifier les choses le plus possible et en particulier de ne pas faire d’apéritif.

Ils se sont assis en face de moi. Ils ont retiré leurs chaussures et leurs chaussettes et ont commencé à me masser la vulve sous la table, en étendant leurs jambes jusqu’à mon entrecuisse. Je leur caressais les pieds pendant qu’ils appuyaient sur mon fond de culotte.

A la fin du repas, Jacques m’a demandé de leur faire une fellation. Serge a expliqué que je devais passer sous la table. Je me suis levée et j’ai fait exactement ce que Serge venait d’exiger. Je me suis mise à genoux, les fesses sur mes talons. Les deux hommes se sont avancés sur leur chaise, dans une position où ils étaient presque allongés. J’ai ouvert la braguette de Serge, un peu moins gauchement qu’au cinéma et j’ai sorti son sexe. Je l’ai mis dans ma bouche. Serge a mis ses mains sur l’arrière de mon crâne, pour me caresser et en même temps m’inciter au va-et-vient. Il m’a relevé la tête et m’a fait comprendre que je devais passer à son copain. Je me suis déplacée à quatre pattes pour me positionner entre les jambes de Jacques. J’ai répété les mêmes gestes et je me suis retrouvé avec le sexe du copain dans la bouche. Jacques me laissait faire. Il avait ses mains croisées sous sa nuque et il fermait les yeux. Je l’observais en levant les miens.

Les deux sexes étaient recouverts de sécrétions assez épaisses. Ils devaient tous les deux être excités depuis pas mal de temps. J’ai tout léché en passant d’un sexe à l’autre. Je les masturbais en même temps. Je trouvais cela à la fois humiliant et très érotique. Paradoxalement, je crois que c’est justement parce que ça semblait dégradant que j’étais troublée alors que j’aurais dû être froissée.

Ensuite Serge a décidé que ça suffisait et que nous serions mieux au lit. Nous avons tout de même pris le temps de débarrasser la table.

On est entré dans la chambre et ils m’ont déshabillée. Serge a retroussé ma robe pour la faire passer par dessus ma tête, puis il a dégrafé mon soutien-gorge et m’a pris les seins à pleines mains. Quant à Jacques, il a baissé ma culotte, m’a écarté les fesses et y a passé sa langue. J’étais gênée parce que je n’avais pas l’habitude qu’on lèche cette partie de mon corps et en particulier l’anus. Heureusement, j’avais pris une douche juste avant leur visite.

*

Jacques

Serge m’a appelé quelques jours après notre après-midi mémorable au cinéma. Il me demandait si j’étais libre le soir même pour aller chez la dame que nous avions copieusement branlée dans la pénombre. Même si j’avais été attendu en audience par le pape, je me serais décommandé!

On s’est retrouvé chez lui vers dix neuf heures trente (chez Serge, pas chez le pape). On avait rendez-vous à vingt heures. Il ne fallait pas être en avance pour être sûr de ne pas croiser le mari. Une belle partie de jambes en l’air se profilait et j’étais émoustillé comme un collégien en dépucelage.

On a sonné à vingt heures pétante. Serge a embrassé sa nana. Moi, je n’ai pas pu résister plus longtemps à lui glisser ma pogne dans le slip, le tranchant dans la raie d’abord et puis avec une petite rotation du poignet, le médius dans la moulasse. Elle était trempée la cochonne, aussi mouillée que ma queue était raide.

On a dîné tous les trois. On lui agaçait la chatte avec nos pieds sous la table. Je lui ai rentré mon gros orteil dans la moniche. Ça glissait tout seul à l’intérieur.

Quand on est passé dans la chambre, on l’a foutue à poil tous les deux. Je lui ai léché la raie et ça m’a donné envie de l’enculer. Je suis ressorti pour chercher du beurre au frigo.

*

Patrick

Je m’étais avancé silencieusement à plat ventre sur le sol de la mezzanine pour pouvoir surplomber toute la scène. Je pouvais baisser ma tête et ainsi être invisible depuis le bas ou au contraire la relever légèrement et voir l’entrée de la pièce et la totalité du lit.

Jacques lui a dit de se mettre sur le lit. Il lui a fait prendre une posture de prosternation, les genoux sous les seins et la tête sur le drap. Elle était malléable, sans volonté de résister. Il est sorti de la chambre. Serge avait pris son téléphone portable et il filmait. Il cadrait Sylvie pour la montrer, nue et offerte sur le lit. Puis il tournait autour d’elle pour venir devant son visage et enregistrer son expression de totale soumission.

*

Sylvie

Pendant que Jacques était sorti, Serge me filmait avec son téléphone. Je ne voulais pas qu’il le fasse mais je ne pouvais pas l’empêcher de filmer mon corps nu sur le lit, en particulier mon sexe et mon derrière en gros plan. Il est venu devant moi pour avoir mon visage. Je me suis tournée pour éviter bycasino deneme bonusu l’objectif mais il m’a ordonnée de le regarder et je lui ai obéi.

Jacques est revenu dans la chambre. Il m’a dit qu’il allait me sodomiser. Comme une idiote, j’ai refusé. Il faut dire que je n’ai jamais aimé ça et que je n’ai jamais laissé mon mari me pénétrer par là. Mon refus a eu l’effet inverse de ce que je voulais, bien sûr.

*

Jacques

Quand je suis revenu dans la chambre avec le beurre, j’ai dit à Sylvie que j’allais l’enculer. Naïvement, elle nous a dit qu’elle ne voulait pas par derrière. Bien évidemment, ça nous a excité plus qu’autre chose.

– Je vais te préparer. Tu vas voir, tu vas adorer. Je vais t’assouplir le petit trou tout en douceur.

Malgré son refus initial, elle n’a pas changé pas de position. Elle avait la tête qui reposait sur le matelas. Son cul était bien dressé. J’allais me régaler.

Serge et moi, on s’est désapé.

*

Patrick

Les deux hommes bandaient. Jacques avait la plus grosse bite. Elle était surtout épaisse.

Il s’est placé à genoux derrière Sylvie, lui a écarté les fesses et l’a léchée, se délectant visiblement. Puis il s’est enduit le pouce de salive et a commencé à masser la rondelle. J’entendais Sylvie pousser des petits gémissements de douleur qu’elle tentait vainement de faire passer inaperçu. Elle n’osait pas se plaindre apparemment. J’étais étonné de son manque d’opposition à ce qu’on lui faisait subir. Avec moi, elle était catégorique : pas par là. Elle agitait ses bras dans son dos, comme pour faire obstacle. Mais c’était inutile, Jacques ne s’en souciait pas.

Il s’est tourné et a attrapé la plaquette de beurre qu’il avait déposée près de lui sur le lit. Il en a pris un morceau directement avec ses doigts et en a badigeonné les fesses de ma femme. Il s’est enduit le sexe de la même façon. Il ne s’embarrassait pas de faire des tâches de graisse par-ci par-là.

Jacques a pris Sylvie par les hanches. Je le regardais faire. J’étais fasciné par ce qui allait se passer. Non seulement ma femme allait se faire enculer mais j’étais aux premières loges. Je surplombais la scène et je voyais ma femme avec le cul en l’air et la raie pleine de beurre.

J’ai vu Jacques prendre son sexe entre son pouce et son majeur et placer le gland tout beurré sur l’anus de Sylvie. Il a écarté l’orifice avec ses deux pouces et il a commencé à faire pression avec son bassin. De là où j’étais, j’avais une vue imprenable sur le trou et la bite qui l’agrandissait. Le nœud rentra facilement au début, prenant la place que les doigts avaient préparée. Ensuite, ça a été plus difficile mais Jacques poussait inexorablement et millimètre après millimètre, ça rentrait. Sylvie était brave mais elle n’a pas pu retenir un cri. En tout cas, elle ne cherchait pas à se dérober. Elle subissait. Serge immortalisait la sodomie.

*

Jacques

Je me suis approché du cul de madame. Un panorama magnifique. Belles fesses bien rondes, cuisses pleines, chatte poilue, belle fente et un petit trou du cul tout mignon, une pastille que j’allais élargir un peu.

Je lui ai pris les miches dans mes mains et je lui ai ouvert la raie pour pouvoir la déguster du clito jusqu’à sa rosette. Elle était bien mouillée. J’avais du jus plein les moustaches. Façon de parler parce que je n’ai pas de moustaches.

Je me suis mis à lui préparer son oignon pour bien l’assouplir et qu’elle ne souffre pas trop la petite chérie. Je voulais l’initier bien comme il faut pour qu’elle finisse par nous réclamer de l’enculer. J’ai commencé par bien me saliver le pouce. Il est gros, mais il forme une spatule qui permet de bien écraser le trou de balle. C’est ça qui l’attendrit.

J’ai placé mon doigt sur le petit œillet et je l’ai tourné dessus en appuyant doucement. Rebelote dans la bouche pour le mouiller et on recommence à tourner et presser. Elle s’ouvrait progressivement. Je suçais régulièrement mon pouce et je reprenais ma pression pour m’enfoncer un peu plus. Sylvie souffrait. Ça s’entendait. Mais elle supportait ça bravement. Je savais qu’elle finirait par aimer la pénétration anale.

Je suis arrivé à mes fins. Mon pouce avait franchi le sphincter et était dans le rectum. J’ai fouillé un peu à l’intérieur. J’ai ressorti mon doigt, mouillé mon médius et je l’ai fait entrer à la place du pouce. Le médius est plus long donc il s’enfonce plus loin. Je l’ai sorti lui aussi et je l’ai mouillé à nouveau mais en ajoutant mon index. Une fois que je pouvais lui mettre deux doigts bien au fond, je savais que c’était gagné. La bite, c’est juste un peu plus gros et un peu plus long. Sylvie était prête à me recevoir.

J’ai pris le paquet de beurre et j’en ai prélevé un bon morceau. Je lui ai tartiné l’œil de bronze et le bout de ma queue. J’ai placé mon nœud sur le trou et j’ai poussé. C’est rentré doucement.

*

Patrick

Il a fini par tout lui mettre. Il avait son pubis collé aux fesses de ma femme. Il s’est maintenu dans cette position un certain temps, ne bougeant pas. Je pense qu’il voulait que Sylvie se fasse au morceau bycasino güncel giris qui lui envahissait le rectum. Il s’est penché, l’a invitée à se dresser sur ses bras pour lui caresser les seins par en dessous. Il malaxait les mamelles et titillait les tétons. Il ne relâchait pas sa pression et restait bien fiché en elle.

J’ai vu son bassin bouger. Il donnait des petits coups de cul vers l’avant. Ses fesses se contractaient à chaque poussée. Il a remis ses mains sur les hanches pour assurer sa prise et il a amplifié son mouvement. Sylvie était maintenant silencieuse mais je voyais son visage se crisper à chaque impact. Elle plissait les yeux et ouvrait la bouche.

Jacques donnait de vrais coups de boutoir, faisant avancer le cul de Sylvie. Les fesses étaient écrasées à chaque fois que Jacques la pilonnait. Leur rondeur s’aplatissait sous les percussions.

Ils se sont mis à grogner l’un et l’autre. Lui quand il perforait, elle quand elle était transpercée. Serge continuait à filmer. Il ne ratait rien, pas une expression, pas un son, pas un mouvement.

Jacques a sorti son sexe complètement et a invité Serge à prendre quelques images du trou béant. Moi non plus je ne ratais rien du spectacle et j’avais l’anus de ma femme juste sous mes yeux, incroyablement ouvert. Il y avait un rond noir au centre, de la taille d’une pièce de deux euros. C’était l’entrée du rectum.

Il a remis du beurre, l’a pénétrée à nouveau, cette fois sans aucune difficulté, et il a recommencé à lui taper dans le cul. Il ne cherchait plus à la ménager. Il l’enculait à fond, à un rythme soutenu. Les grognements étaient devenus des cris.

Sylvie aussi participait. Elle fermait les yeux, ouvrait la bouche et sa respiration s’accélérait. Ses seins ballottaient en suivant le mouvement des bourrades. Elle résistait aux poussées en forçant sur ses bras et ses cuisses.

Il a dit a Serge de laisser son portable et de venir l’aider. Il voulait que son copain lui branle le vagin pour qu’elle soit prise par ses deux trous.

Serge s’est allongé sur le lit, le dos sur le drap et il s’est glissé sous Sylvie pour mettre sa tête juste sous le ventre. Il a ensuite déplacé ses jambes entre les bras de ma femme. Il était en position de soixante neuf par rapport à elle. Il était dessous et avait sans doute une vue imprenable sur les seins pendants. Jacques s’était arrêté pour permettre à son copain de se placer. Je ne voyais pas ce que Serge faisait parce qu’il était masqué par le buste de Sylvie mais j’imaginais qu’il la branlait. Jacques s’est remis en mouvement.

Je devais faire attention pour que Serge ne puisse pas me voir. C’était le seul qui avait les yeux tournés vers le plafond et qui aurait pu m’apercevoir s’il avait regardé vers la mezzanine.

*

Jacques

Je suis resté au fond de son cul un moment sans bouger, pour qu’elle s’habitue.

Quand j’ai senti que sa douleur s’était calmée, je lui ai dit de se mettre en levrette. Je lui ai tripoté les nichons en tirant sur les tétons. Ça pendait à cause de sa position et je pouvais les traire comme des pis. Je l’ai prise aux hanches et j’ai commencé à lui donner des petits coups au fond de son cul. Je la tenais bien et je tapais ses fesses avec mon ventre. A chaque fois que je tirais en arrière, je ressortais un peu plus et je l’enfournais jusqu’à la garde. Elle ne gémissait plus mais elle se laissait manœuvrer sans résistance.

Je la bourrais bien à fond, entrant et sortant la moitié de ma queue à chaque coup de rein. On soufflait tous les deux en cadence. A un moment, j’ai retiré toute ma bite pour voir son trou. J’ai dit à Serge de venir filmer parce que ça valait vraiment le coup.

J’ai proposé à Serge de me rejoindre. Il s’est installé sous elle pour pouvoir lui fouiller dans la chatte avec sa main.

– Branle là bien pendant que je la bourre. Les deux ensemble, ça va la faire jouir. Tu lui ramones le vagin et je lui baise le petit. A nous deux on va lui donner du bonheur à cette femelle. Pas vrai Sylvie?

Elle ne nous a pas répondu. On s’est mis au turbin lui et moi. Je lui limais le fondement et Serge lui baisait la chatte avec deux doigts. On était bien coordonné. Quand il entrait, je sortais et quand je m’enfonçais, il se retirait. On tenait le rythme. Un trou plein et l’autre vide. Et puis ça s’inversait. On sentait qu’elle avait de plus en plus de mal à nous cacher son plaisir. Elle respirait la bouche ouverte, son visage se crispait. Je ne voyais pas ses yeux mais je suis sûr qu’elle les fermait et se concentrait sur son orgasme.

A un moment où Serge retirait sa main et où moi je la fourrais, elle a giclé sous elle. Je me souvenais de la façon dont elle avait joui au cinéma en me pissant dessus. La voilà qui recommençait. Ça m’excitait incroyablement de la voir qui ne pouvait pas se retenir. Serge m’a fait comprendre que je devais rester sans bouger au fond de son cul. Il s’est mis à lui astiquer le vagin à toute vitesse en lui appuyant sur le bas ventre. Il voulait qu’elle envoie la sauce. Il l’a senti venir et a ressorti ses doigts, la laissant pisser un petit coup. Il a recommencé et à six ou sept reprises, elle a mouillé le drap housse. J’adorais la voir se vider. Ça me faisait penser au lait qui sort en gerbe quand on trait. J’ai déculé et je l’ai regardée, avec ses genoux qui trempaient dans la grande tâche d’urine sur le matelas. Serge en avait aussi plein partout. Il n’avait pas été épargné.

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La minute égocentrique

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« Tiens, il va y avoir des politiciens frustrés à Washington. »

La voix de Mélanie dans mon dos m’a fait sursauter. J’étais là, à la cafétéria de l’immeuble dans lequel je bosse, lisant mon journal après avoir déjeuné. Quelques minutes de quiétude à parcourir un commentaire sur l’évolution de la situation politique dans les Balkans. Non pas que je m’y connaisse, mais faut bien tâcher d’en savoir un peu sur son monde, non?

Mélanie était derrière moi et avait formulé l’affirmation qui m’avait fait sursauter. Ce n’était pas le contenu qui m’avait fait sursauter mais tout simplement le fait que je ne m’attendais pas à ce qu’une collègue soit là, derrière moi.

Et quelle collègue… Peut-être 27 ans. Grande, élancée. Rouquine. Cultivée. Un caractère marqué, mais jamais capricieuse. N’eût été de ma situation matrimoniale de mec marié et père de trois enfants, et n’eût été des quelque 16 ans d’âge qui nous séparaient, j’aurais bien pu… Bon. Inutile de nous perdre en spéculations.

Une fois revenu de mon sursaut, je puis m’attarder un moment au sens de l’affirmation énoncée par Mélanie.

« Comment ça, des politiciens frustrés? », demandé-je.

« Allons, c’est en toutes lettres dans l’horrible feuille de chou réactionnaire que tu es à dévorer. »

Il est vrai que je suis un peu plus conservateur que ma jeune collègue. Ça se reflète dans mes lectures.

« En toutes lettres, en toutes lettres, que veux-tu dire? »

« Ah, pépé, si seulement tu te donnais la peine de regarder l’ensemble de ton quotidien. »

Elle allonge une main ornée de bagues et de bracelets et pointe du doigt un article affiché sur la page de droite du journal et que je n’avais pas vue car, en homme bien rangé, je lis mon journal dans l’ordre des pages. Ce qui ne me semble pas insensé.

« Réseau de call-girls démantelé à Washington », dit le titre. Je comprends maintenant le sens de sa remarque.

« Mais pourquoi voudrais-tu qu’ils soient frustrés, les gens de la House of Representatives? »

« Ben quoi, c’est évident, Sans leur p’tite pipe quotidienne, ils vont se muter en paquets de nerfs. Beau portrait. Je me demande si c’est ça qui les rend si belliqueux… »

« Ouais, t’as une belle perception des politiciens! » riposté-je.

« Hé là, je te parle des politiciens mâles. De tous les mâles, à bien y penser. »

« Comme tu y vas! »

Mélanie ne donne pas dans la dentelle. Quand elle prend position, elle s’exprime!

« Non mais, » répond-elle, « on le sait, vous les mâles, vous copulez sans âme. Tout ce qu’il vous faut c’est une fille pas trop farouche, un endroit tranquille et quelques minutes. »

« Comme tu y vas! » répété-je.

« bycasino Ben quoi, s’il y a des call-girls, c’est qu’il y a des mâles qui aiment se faire faire une petite pipe, comme ça, dans leur bureau, sans cérémonie, sans émotion. Un p’tit orgasme vite ficelé et hop! On retourne au boulot. »

Je dois dire que Mélanie n’a pas tort. Ça m’est déjà arrivé de fantasmer qu’une fille passait à mon bureau, me suçait, me soulageait de ma tension et fuyait sans demander son reste. Mes copines, puis mon épouse ne m’ont jamais offert cette distraction et je ne suis jamais passé à l’acte avec une call-girl.

« Et ça n’arrive pas que des mecs aient recours aux services d’une call-girl pour un peu de sensualité? » hasardé-je.

« Possible, » répond Mélanie. « Mais je continue à croire que bien des call-girls ont pour fonction de faire des petites fellations, trois petits tours et puis s’en vont. »

« Allons, ne dénigre pas les petites affaires vite réglées. Y a pas que les putes qui s’y livrent. Ça peut très bien faire l’affaire des filles de régler la chose rapido. Je parie même qu’il y a des couples qui font ça ainsi à l’occasion, pour le plaisir. »

« Parce que tu crois que vite comme ça, sans cérémonie, ça allume les filles? » répond-elle sur un ton qui ne laisse pas vraiment place a la répartie.

« Certain. », laissé-je tomber. « Je parierais même qu’il y a des filles qui aimeraient se prévaloir de tels services. Allez, une petite séance de gamahuchage et hop! On retourne au boulot. »

« In your dreams — là où il doit y avoir bien d’autres pensées lubriques, » me répond-elle en riant. Elle n’a pas tort, mais je me garde bien de le lui dire.

« Allez, je me casse, » poursuit-elle. « J’aime bien bavarder avec toi mais ça ne règle rien à la masse de boulot que j’ai à accomplir. Ciao, espèce de Rocco Siffredi à la gomme. »

Elle tourne les talons, me laissant son délicieux parfum.

* * *

« Non mais, essaies-tu de battre des records de productivité? »

La voix de Mélanie me tire de ma concentration. La planification fiscale, ça absorbe.

« Alors tu trouves que bosser à 19 heures un jeudi c’est un zèle exceptionnel? T’es la reine des feignantes ou quoi? » riposté-je.

Il y avait quelques jours que j’avais vu Mélanie. Depuis notre rencontre à la cafétéria, en fait.

« Reine des feignantes, sais pas. Enfin, pas du côté de la mémoire. La cervelle fonctionne très bien de ce côté, » dit-elle en fermant la porte de mon bureau — ayant pris soin de verrouiller. Je suis intrigué. Quel dossier justifie cette précaution?

« Monsieur le grand expert de la chose, tu disais qu’il y avait bycasino deneme bonusu des filles qui aimeraient se faire donner le baiser intime puis ficher le camp. Comme les mecs se font faire des pipes. Mais ce jeu-là exige deux personnages. Alors voilà, c’est le temps d’inverser les rôles. C’est le temps de prouver que tu crois à ton histoire au point de vouloir jouer un de ces rôles. Tu es la call-girl — ou le call-boy, comme tu veux. Au boulot. »

Elle s’avance vers moi d’un pas décidé. Elle déplace les documents qui se trouvent en face de moi sur mon pupitre.

D’une main leste, elle défait sa ceinture et dégrafe sa jupe, qu’elle laisse tomber sur le plancher. Elle ne porte pas de culotte. Sa chatte rouquine, rasée avec soin pour ne laisser qu’un léger duvet, attire tout de suite mon regard.

Mélanie s’assied face à moi sur mon pupitre et pose un pied sur chacun des appuie-bras de ma chaise.

« Hé, espèce de séducteur à la noix, tu ne sais pas quoi faire? T’as besoin d’un mode d’emploi? »

Non. Je n’en ai pas besoin. Je n’ai besoin de rien. Je suis même comblé.

J’approche mon visage de son sexe. Le parfum grisant de Mélanie produit son effet : les effluves accentuent la séduction à laquelle je succombe. Je distingue aussi un autre arôme, plus intime. Dont vous devinez la nature. De quoi faire perdre la tête.

Je ne perds pas la tête. Je sais très bien où elle se trouve. Entre les cuisses de Mélanie.

Je m’avance vers cette chatte irrésistible. Afin de bien me caler — je ne veux pour rien au monde risquer de perdre la position idéale — je place mes mains sur l’extérieur de ses cuisses.

Doucement, je dépose de délicats baisers sur l’intérieur de ses cuisses. À gauche, à droite. Mais avançant imperceptiblement vers mon but, que je vois tout rose et humide.

Je me mets à souffler délicatement sur le petit bouton qui se gonfle. Un souffle léger que j’espère le plus rafraîchissant possible. Et quand j’estime avoir abaissé le plus possible la température de son sexe, j’y colle ma langue.

L’effet espéré se produit. Le contraste entre la fraîcheur de mon souffle et la chaleur de ma bouche et de ma langue fait sursauter ma belle partenaire. Ah, c’est qu’elle ne sait pas que le cunnilingus est une de mes passions. Je dois dire que j’y réussis assez bien. Question de pratique. Et d’enthousiasme.

Ma bouche est toujours occupée à goûter le sexe de Mélanie. Pleinement. Je me mets alors à jouer un petit jeu. J’aspire doucement son petit bouton entre mes lèvres. Je le relâche. Puis je le couvre avec ma langue, l’écrasant tout doucement.

Au bout d’un moment, il me semble que bycasino güncel giris le jeu de la brise frigorifique est préférable. Je me remets donc à souffler tout doucement. Pour reprendre le baiser intime de ses lèvres secrètes lorsque je sens que je ne puis plus rafraîchir davantage le mignon bouton.

Mes caresses semblent avoir l’heur de plaire à Mélanie. Le généreux flot de cyprine s’écoulant de sa chatte ne laisse aucun doute à ce sujet. Je sens qu’elle retient ses soupirs de plaisir, sans doute afin de ne pas éveiller les soupçons si quelqu’un venait à passer devant mon bureau. Ah, si seulement nous étions à ma résidence secondaire, loin de tout, elle pourrait se laisser aller à hurler son plaisir. Mais là.

Je soupçonne du reste que d’être obligée de contenir le bruit de son plaisir contribue à accentuer sa jouissance. Et jouissance il y a. De plus en plus.

Je sens soudain les mains de Mélanie qui se posent sur ma tête, pour l’attirer davantage contre son sexe. Comme si j’avais la moindre intention de me priver de ce plaisir que j’éprouve…

« Glisse un doigt dans mon vagin. »

Ses premiers mots depuis que nous sommes en action.

Obéissant, je concentre les mouvements de ma langue sur son clitoris. J’approche mon doigt de l’ouverture de son vagin et me mets à caresser doucement l’entrée de sa douce vulve. Peu à peu, mon doigt se fait à ce nouveau terrain de jeu. Il tourne autour de l’entrée de la caverne des plaisirs. Il longe les lèvres intimes. Ce faisant, il s’humecte complètement.

Ai-je compris qu’elle voulait que j’insère mon doigt quelque part? Oui, il me semble. Mais tu sais, parfois, y a de ces distorsions dans le message.

Mon index bien humide descend sur sa petite rondelle.

J’ai le doigt sur l’anus de Mélanie.

Correction.

J’ai le doigt DANS l’anus de Mélanie.

L’effet ne tarde pas à se faire sentir.

Je la sens qui se cambre. Ses mains collent ma tête sur son sexe (vais-je périr étouffé?). Elle halète, retient son gémissement, frétille de plaisir.

Un tout petit cri strident signale la fin des spasmes orgasmiques. Le souffle de Mélanie devient peu à peu plus régulier.

Mission accomplie. Je retire l’index coupable de l’anus dans lequel il se complaisait. J’éloigne mon visage du sexe qu’il caressait avec tant de plaisir.

Je vois la surface mouillée de mon pupitre mais bon, on s’en fout.

Je vois le visage de Mélanie, éclairé par un sourire que je ne lui connaissais pas.

« Ben ça alors, l’âge d’or, quand tu soutiens tes arguments, tu n’y vas pas avec le dos de la cuiller! »

Mélanie, la belle Mélanie est là, sans culotte, assise sur mon pupitre, les jambes ouvertes, impudique, souriante, détendue. Je connais quelques collègues qui donneraient dix ans de leur vie pour être à ma place.

« C’est vrai qu’une petite séance de gamahuchage, ça ne se refuse pas. Tu m’as convaincue. »

En vain ai-je attendu qu’elle me dise « À charge de revanche! »

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The Indian and the snake Oil Salesman

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Ass

One day a Man, selling snake oil, spies an inidan coming into town with his dog, his horse and a flock of Sheep.

walking up he tells the Indian “Buy some of my potion, it can do anything it can even make your animals TALK!

The Indian, wise in his ways shakes his head “Animals no talk”

“Why sure they do” bycasino replied the Salesman “look I’ll give you a free sample” so he pours a bit in a saucer, the Indian’s dog laps some up and the salesman asks the dog “So dog, how does the Indian treat you?

The Dog barks and then begins to speak “Woof bycasino deneme bonusu Woof geerr..o..o.k. he..he pets me..and gives me food.

The indian looks startled, but suspecting a trick he shakes his head “animals NO talk!”

The salesman is not one to give up..sighs and says “how bycasino güncel giris about another demonstration” so he pours some of the liquid in the horse’s trough and asks “horse, How does the Indian treat you?”

The Horse whinnies and then begins to talk Nuhhhh huh h o.k. he..he rubs me down..g gives me oats, and grass….

Again the Indian looks startled, but affirms firmly “ANIMALS no TALK.

Sighing the salesman says look…one LAST demonstration Let’s ask your sheep…

Before he says another word the indian grunts “SHEEP LIE!”

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Worse Life

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Ass

There once was a cucumber, a stick, and a dick. The cucumber said, “I have a terrible life. People cut me bycasino up and eat me.”

The bycasino giris stick bycasino giriş shook his head and said, “My life is worse. People cut me up and burn me!”

The dick shook his head and said, “I had the worse life out of either one of you. People shove me in a dark room and make me do push-ups until I throw-up.”

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Sex Jokes A-Z (3)

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Q. Did ya hear about the new “morning after” pill for men?
A. It works by changing your blood type!!

Q. What do you call a truck full of dildos?
A. Toys for Twats

Q. How do you get four old ladies to shout “Fuck”?
A. Get a fifth old lady to shout “Bingo!”

Q. What’s the difference between a new husband and a new dog?
A. After a year, the dog is still excited to see you.

Q. What is the difference between a female snowman and a male snowman?
A. Snowballs.

Q. How many men does it take to open a beer bottle?
A. None It should be open when she brings it to you

Q. What’s the difference between pink and purple?
A. The grip!

Q. What do you call it when a 90 year old man masturbates successfully?
A. Miracle whip.

Q. What’s the definition of macho?
A. Jogging home from your own vasectomy.

Q. What do a clitoris, an anniversary, and a toilet have in common?
A. Men always miss them.

Q. What does do women and milk cartons have in common?
A. You gotta open the flaps to get to the good stuff.

Q. Why do bunnies have soft sex?
A. They have cotton balls

Q. What happens when you kiss a canary?
A. You get chirpes, it can’t be tweeted because its a canarial disease.

Q. What does the receptionist at the sperm clinic say to clients as they are leaving?
A. Thanks for coming.

Q. How do you know when you honeymoon is over?
A. When he no longer smiles as he scrapes the burnt toast.

Q. What do a gynaecologist and a pizza delivery boy have in common?
A. They bycasino can both smell it, but can’t eat it.

Q. You know why they say that eating oysters will improve a man’s sex life?
A. Because women know if he’ll eat one of those, he’ll eat anything!

Q. Why does a bride smile when she’s walking down the aisle?
A. She knows she’s given her last blow job.

Q. Why is the space between a woman’s breasts and her hips called a waist?
A. Because you could easily fit another pair of tits in there.

Q. What is the definition of “making love”?
A. Something a woman does while a guy is fucking her.

Q. What’s the only animal with an asshole in the middle of its back?
A. A police horse.

Q. What does it mean when the flag at the Post Office is flying at half mast?
A. They’re hiring.

Q. Did you hear Richard Simmons had plastic surgery to get his love handles removed?
A. Yeah…now he has no ears.

Q. Do you know how to eat a frog?
A. You put one leg over each ear.

Q. How are fat girls and mopeds alike?
A. They are fun to ride but you don’t want your friends to find out.

Q. How do you fuck a fat chick?
A. Roll her in flour and find the wet spot.

Q. Why is it difficult to find men who are sensitive, caring, and good looking?
A. They already have boyfriends.

Q. What’s the difference between a new husband and a new dog.
A. After a year, the dog is still excited to see you.

Q. Why is sleeping with a man like a soap opera?
A. Just when it’s getting interesting, bycasino giris they’re finished until next time.

Q. What do you call a guy who never farts in public?
A. A private tutor.

Q. What do you call a musician without a girlfriend?
A. Homeless.

Q. What has 2 grey legs and 2 brown legs?
A. An elephant with diarrhea.

Q. Why did the Avon lady walk funny?
A. Her lipstick

Q. What does the cannibal do just after he dumped his girlfriend?
A. Wiped his ass.

Q. What is the smallest hotel in the world?
A. A pussy, cause you have to leave the bags outside.

Q. What do a toilet and a woman have in common?
A. Without the hole in the middle they aren’t good for shit.

Q. How can you tell a tough lesbian bar?
A. Even the pool table has no balls.

Q. How do you find a blind man in a nudist colony?
A. It’s not hard.

Q. What do you call a lesbian with fat fingers?
A. Well hung.

Q. What two words will clear out a men’s changing room quicker than anything else?
A. Nice dick!

Q. How do you know when a Barbie has her period?
A. All your tic tacks are gone.

Q. What happened to the Pope when he went to Mount Olive?
A. Popeye almost killed him!

Q. How can you tell a head nurse?
A. She’s the one with the dirty knees!

Q. What do you call three lesbians in bed together?
A. M?ge ?wat.

Q. What do you call hemorrhoids on a fag?
A. Speed bumps.

Q. What is the lightest thing in the world?
A. A penis…even a thought bycasino güncel giris can raise it.

Q. What do gay kids get for Christmas?
A. Erection Sets.

Q. Where do fags park?
A. In the rear.

Q. Difference between a man buying a lottery ticket and a man fighting with his wife…
A. A man has a chance at winning at the lottery.

Q. What does a female snail say during sex?
A. Faster, faster, faster!

Q. What is the noisiest thing in the world?
A. Two skeletons screwing on a tin roof.

Q. What’s red and blue with a long string?
A. A smurfette with her period.

Q. What do you call an adolescent rabbit?
A. A pubic hair.

Q. Define “Egghead:”
A. What Mrs. Dumpty gives to Humpty.

Q. How can you tell if you have acne?
A. If the blind can read your face.

Q. Did you know they just discovered a new use for sheep in New Zealand?
A. Wool!

Q. What’s a necrophiliac’s biggest complaint about sex?
A. They just kinda lay there.

Q. What did the woman say to her swimming instructor?
A. “Will I really drown if you take your finger out?”

Q. Why did the lumber truck stop?
A. To let the lumber jack off.

Q. Why did the woman get thrown out of the riding stable?
A. She wanted to mount the horse her way.

Q. Hey, what’s sticky, white and falls from the sky?
A. The cumming of the Lord

Q. How did the tugboat get AIDS?
A. It was rear-ended by a ferry.

Q. How can you tell a sumo wrestler from a feminist?
A. A Sumo wrestler shaves his legs.

Q. What’s the difference between a bandleader and a gynecologist?
A. A bandleader fucks his singers and a gynecologist sucks his fingers.

Q. Do you know what the square root of 69 is?
A. Ate something.

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A man and woman were dating and he asked her to marry him. She told him to prove his love to her she wanted him to get her name, Wendy, tattooed on his penis. When it was erect is said Wendy and when it was limp if said Wy. They got married and went to Jamaica to a nude beach for their honeymoon. Wendy told her husband to go get them a drink so he went to a stand on the beach and noticed the man who was waiting on him also has a Wy on his penis. He said oh you must have a wife named Wendy to and the waiter said no mine says Welcome to Jamaica man have a nice day!!!

A husband and his wife who have been married 20 years were doing some yard work. The man was working hard cleaning the BBQ grill while his wife was bending over, weeding flowers from the flower bed. So the man says to his wife “Your rear end is almost as wide as this grill” She ignores the remark.

A little later, the husband takes his measuring tape and measures the grill, then he goes over to his wife while she is bending over, measures her rear end and gasps, “Geez, it really IS as wide as the grill!” She ignores this remark as well.

Later that night while in bed, her husband starts to feel frisky. The wife calmly responds, “If you think I’m gonna fire up the grill for one little wiener, you are sadly mistaken.”

A couple decided to Alaska for a romantic weekend. When they got to the cabin it was cold so the wife asked her husband to go chop some wood for that fire place. He came in after 5 minutes and told his wife that his hands were cold, so she said her put your hands between my thighs to warm them. So he did and went back outside to finish chopping wood. He came in after another 5 minutes and said ” honey my hands are cold again”. So she tells him here put your hands between my thighs to warm them. So he did and then he went back out to chop some more wood. 5 minutes has passed and he went in again and said, “honey my hands are cold again”. She then said, ” Damn don’t your ears ever get cold?”

A guy walks into a bar and orders 12 tequilas. The bartender asked, “what’s wrong,” and the guy says that he just found out that his younger son is gay. The bartender says, “he’s sorry about it.” After a couple of days the guy comes back and orders 15 tequilas. The bartender asked, “What’s wrong now,” to which the guy responds That he found out that his older son was gay, too. The bartender says that bycasino he’s sorry. The guy returned a few days later and ordered 20 tequilas. The bartender burst out, “Isn’t anyone in your family gettin’ any pussy?!” The guy gets really pissed and says, “Yeah, my wife!!!!!”

Woman rushes into her house one morning and yells to her husband,
“Sam, pack up your stuff. I just won the lottery!”
“Shall I pack for warm weather or cold?”
“Whatever. Just so you’re out of the house by noon!”

A woman walked into a very busy butcher’s shop. Looking at meats and poultry on display, she suddenly grabbed hold of a dressed chicken, she picked up one wing, sniffed it, picked up the other wing and sniffed it, picked up one leg, sniffed it, picked up the other leg, sniffed it. Just as she finished sniffing the second leg, the butcher walked up to her and said, “Madam, could YOU pass such a test?”

It is two o’clock in the morning and a husband and his wife are asleep when suddenly the phone rings. The husband picks up the phone and before he can say anything, some talking came from the other end of the line and the husband says “How the heck do I know – what am I, the weather man?” and promptly slams the phone down. His wife rolls over and asks, “Who was that?” The husband replies, “I don’t know, it was some bloke who wanted to know if the coast was clear.”

Three people walked by a strip bar they walked in, the first guy licks a 100 dollar bill and slaps it on one side of her butt. The next guy also, licks a 100 dollar bill and slaps it on the other side of her butt. The third guy walks in takes out a credit card swipes it through her butt and takes the 200 dollars.

A man with no ears is trying to find a new reporter for their news show. The first guy walks in and the boss says, “This job requires you noticing a lot of details. What is one thing you notice about me?” And the guy says, “Well shit! You got no ears man!” So the boss yells “Get the fuck out!”. So the next guy comes in and the boss says to him, “This job requires you noticing a lot of details. What is something you notice about me?” And the guy says, “That’s easy. You got no ears!” So the boss says, to him, “Get the fuck out!” As the second guy leaves he sees the third guy about to go in and says to him, “The boss has no ears so don’t say anything about them, he is really sensitive about it.” bycasino deneme bonusu So the guy goes in and the boss says, “This job requires you to notice a lot of details. What is one that you notice about me?” So the guy says, “Your wearing contacts!” And the boss says, “Yeah, how did you know?” So the guy replies, “Well shit, you can’t wear glasses cause you ain’t got no ears.”

A woman is picked up by Dennis Rodman in a bar. They like each other and she goes back with him to his hotel room. He removes his shirt revealing all his tattoos and she sees that on his arm is one which reads, “Reebok”. She thinks that’s a bit odd and asks him about it. Dennis says, “When I play basketball, the cameras pick up the tattoo and Reebok pays me for advertisement.” A bit later, his pants are off and she sees “Puma” tattooed on his leg. He gives the same explanation for the unusual tattoo. Finally, the underwear comes off and she sees the word “AIDS” tattooed on his penis. She jumps back with shock. “I’m not going to do it with a guy who has AIDS!” He says, “It’s cool baby, in a minute it’s going to say “ADIDAS”.

There was once this cowboy, riding through the wild west. One day, off in the distance, he sees a small cloud of dust. So he rides his horse up to it, and finds its an Indian laying on the ground with his chop sticking out of his pants! The cowboy gets off his horse and asks, “What are you doing?”, to which the Indian replies, “Me tell time! Penis acts as sundial.” The cowboy in disbelief says, “Ok, what time is it?” The Indian looks down at his “3:35…” “That’s amazing, your right!” the cowboy says in amazement. So he hops onto his horse and keeps going.
Riding along further, he sees the same thing, gets off his horse, and thinking the last Indian was a fluke, asks this one the time. The Indian looks down at his “one eyed bandit” and says “4:40”. The cowboy is stunned, the time was right again! Shaking his head he hops back onto his horse and rides again.
After riding a while again, he sees yet another Indian on the ground with his “bald headed champ” except he was jerking off. The cowboy hops off his horse and says, “And what are you doing?” to which the Indian replies, “Me winding clock.”

A man was walking along a California beach and stumbled across an old lamp. He picked it up and rubbed it and out popped a genie!
The genie said, bycasino güncel giris “OK. You released me from the lamp, blah, blah blah. This is the fourth time this month and I’m getting a little sick of these wishes. So you can forget about getting three wishes. You only get one wish.
The man sat down on the beach and thought about it for awhile. Then he said, “I’ve always wanted to go to Hawaii; but I’m scared to fly and I get very seasick. Could you build me a bridge to Hawaii so that I can drive over there to visit?”
The genie laughed and said, “That’s impossible! Think of the logistics of that! How would the supports ever reach the bottom of the Pacific? Think of how much concrete… how much steel…! No. Think of another wish.”
The man tried to think of another wish. Finally, he said, “I’ve been married and divorced several times. My wives always said that I don’t care and that I’m insensitive. So I wish that I could understand women… know how they feel inside and what they’re thinking when they give me the silent treatment…know why they’re crying…know what they really want when they say, ‘Nothing’…know how to make them truly happy….”
The genie said, “You want that bridge two lanes or four?”

A guy goes to a doctor and says, “Doc, you’ve got to help me. My penis is orange.” Doctor pauses to think and asks the guy to drop his pants so he can check. Damned if the guy’s penis isn’t orange. Doc tells the guy, “This is very strange. Sometimes things like this are caused by a lot of stress in a person’s life.”
Probing as to the causes of possible stress, the doc asks the guy, “How are things going at work?” The guy responds that he was fired about six weeks ago. The doctor tells him that this must be the cause of the stress. Guy responds, “No. The boss was a real asshole, I had to work 20-30 hours of overtime every week and I had no say in anything that was happening. I found a new job a couple of weeks ago where I can set my own hours, I’m getting paid double what I got on the old job and the boss is a really great guy.” So the doc figures this isn’t the reason.
He asks the guy, “How’s your home life?” The guy says, “Well, I got divorced about eight months ago.” The doc figures that this has got to be the reason for all of the guys stress. Guy says, “No. For years, all I listened to was nag, nag, nag. God, am I glad to be rid of that old bitch.” So the doc takes a few minutes to think a little longer.
He inquires, “Do you have any hobbies or a social life?” The guy replies, “No, not really. Most nights I sit home, watch some porno flicks and munch on Cheetos.”

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BLOWING BUBBLES AS A KID

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A married man and his secretary were having a torrid affair. One afternoon they couldn’t contain their passion, so they rushed over to her place where they spent the afternoon making passionate love. When they were finished, they fell asleep, bycasino not waking until 8 o’clock. They got dressed quickly. Then the man told his secretary to take his shoes outside and rub them on the lawn. Bewildered, she did as he bycasino deneme bonusu asked (thinking he is pretty weird). The man finally got home and his wife met him at the door.
Upset, she asked where he’d been. bycasino güncel giris
The man replied, “I cannot tell a lie. My secretary and I are having an affair. Today we left work early, went to her place, spent the afternoon making love, and then fell asleep.That’s why I’m late.”
The wife looked at him, took notice of his shoes and yelled, “I can see those are grass stains on your shoes. YOU DAMN LIAR! You’ve been playing golf again, haven’t you?”

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Everything wrong with “I found my sister stripping.” by Dark_Brother
Fiction, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Drug, Female exhibitionist, Female/Female, First Time, Incest, Lesbian, Oral Sex, Virginity
Author’s infos
Introduction:
A little long, but hope you enjoy
This is my first story. Please lemme know what you think, good & bad
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A pounding noise reverberates through the room, waking me from pleasant dreams. Opening my eyes, wondering who might be at the door, I realized that the pounding was coming from within my own skull, and I groan. Apparently I wasn’t alone, because my groan was echoed by other voices.

In shock, I look around and find three other women in my bed, one of them is… This is too much for my extremely hung-over mind to fathom, and oblivion takes me.
1: Wait, did he wake up, full conscience, and went back to sleep without explaining?
* * *

I had just turned 18 a week ago, and my friends finally convinced me to go to a strip joint in the next town over. I had agreed, mostly just to get them to quit pestering me. I mean, why should I go to a strip club and see a bunch of naked women that are out of my league, when I can just surf the web for porn and see a lot more action?
2: Also watching woman further out of your league.
You might argue that seeing tits in person is better than digitally, but I have to admit I am rather shy.
3: Cliche (Misspelled it)
We arrive at the club, one of the few that will let in those under 21, but I have to wear a red band on my wrist to denote the fact that I am too young to drink. The place is pretty hopping with a cute brunette on the stage collecting her tips from her last dance. We end up having to take seats towards the back, but are still able to see the stage pretty well.

“Next up is Amber,” comes the announcer’s voice. “Amber. Amber please take the stage.”
4: Wait, why say her name 3 times?
A smoking hot red-head comes out in a school girl outfit, and begins to groove to the music. She moves her hips to the music provocatively, and turns her back to us before bending over.
5: I’m gonna go on a limp and say Amber might play a role in the story, gave her detail, said her name 3 times, not to subtle foreshadowing.
She runs her hand slowly up her inner thigh as she stands upright. Turning back to the audience, I am surprised to see that she has undone the knot holding her shirt on, and she soon shrugs it off. I am intrigued with how well she moves, and wonder how good she would be in bed. Despite these thoughts, I realize that I am not even hard. If I had been watching porn, I know I would have been at my full 8 inches, but there is just something about only watching a woman dance that doesn’t turn me on.

The dance had continued while I’d been lost in thought, and I realize that Amber, or whatever her real name is, is down to just her panties. I am shocked and pleasantly surprised to see that her nipples are pierced. I love pierced nipples!
6: Who the hell “loves” peirce nippples!?
This time my cock truly does begin to stir, and I watch with more interest. She takes one of the guys sitting at the stage, and lets him thread a dollar through one of the rings. She keeps tugging on her nipple rings, and her eyes glaze over every time she does. I am not too naive to think this might all just be an act, but it still turns me on all the same. Her panties come off, and I am just able to make out the glint of a clit piercing. This chick is kinky, & I like it!
8: Ew, and ouch, does she has any other piercing? No?
The song ends too soon, and she is gone from the stage shortly after. I continue to watch other dancers, but none seem to compare to Amber.
9: More foreshadowing, not naming “other dancers”.
I get my courage up, and pay for a private session with Amber. I had cleaned up big from my birthday, so had plenty of cash to blow.

She smiles sweetly asking for my name. “John,” I say, glad my voice didn’t squeak or stutter. Maybe I should describe myself.
10: ‘Bout fucking time.
I am 6 foot 1 inch, with a slightly athletic build. I have brown hair and eyes, and a week’s worth of growth for a goatee since school got out right before my birthday. I have been told that I am ruggedly good looking, if only I weren’t too shy.

“John, hmmm. I like that name. I had a boyfriend named John once, and he was great in bed!” I can’t believe how open she is about her sex life, and just follow her silently.

When we enter the room she tells me the rules. She will stay on the other side of some plexi-glass, but will come around if I tip $20 or more. I am only allowed to touch were she directs my hands and nowhere else.

As she begins to dance, I quickly drop $20. I wanna touch this sexy woman. Her eyes light up seeing the bill I just laid out, and quickly steps around the plexi-glass.
10: What’s a Plexi-glass?
“You must really like what you see to drop that much so quickly!” she tells me, and I look to the bill I put down in confusion. Oh crap! I think as I realized I had put down a $100 bill instead of a $20.
11: Just, how!?
I can’t take it back now without seeming like a real prick, so I just say the first thing that comes to my mind.

“You are by far the best one out there.” Corny, I know, but I’m just not good in social situations.
12: More cliche.
“Ah, thanks baby. Now you just sit right there and enjoy yourself.” She smiles as she places her small ass in my lap and begin to grind against my rapidly inflating tool. She grabs my hands and places them on her hips. “Mmm, is that really you in there? That feels huge!” I blush furiously, but she doesn’t notice as she is turned away from me.
13: Why? It’s a compliment.
Her grinding is really beginning to get to me, and I start using my strength to grind her hips harder on me. A low moan escapes her lips, and she stands, stepping away from me. “Not yet, big man. I don’t want to end this dance too early.”
14: Wait, is it timed?
She pulls off a shiny red sequined top, and gyrates her hips some. I am able to see her panties under her very short skirt, and am surprised to see a slight wet spot.
15: What kind of a stripper wears a skirt or a shirt?
16: How the hell can it be from you?
Was that from me or her? I don’t dare look down at my crotch to find out. How embarrassing.

She sits back down in my lap, this time facing me, and my hands immediately go back to her hips, the one place I know I am allowed to touch. Placing her hands behind my head, she pulls me down to her bra covered cleavage, and shakes her small tits against my cheeks. I can’t help myself, and actually start licking and kissing between her breasts. She tastes like peppermint.
17: What!!??
She starts to slide her hips back and forth, really grinding against my pant covered groin.
18: Unless pant is a color in English, t should be pants.
She grabs my wrists, and pulls my hands up along her back. “Undo my top,” she tells me, and without hesitation I begin fumbling at the clasp. After a few moments, she giggles. “Here, let me help you.” How does anyone get those things undone? Especially women who have to do it behind their backs?
18: Because, we have way more experience.
My face feels like it is burning, but again, I don’t think she notices because it is buried in her cleavage.
19: How can she notice what you feel?
My hands roam up and down her back, as her bra falls between us. Without though, I immediately latch onto her right nipple, and taste the metal of the ring.

“Uh-uh. I didn’t say you could do that,” she admonishes as her hands go to the back of my head. Instead of pushing me away though, she pulls me in tighter. “Ooh, you’re good at that,” she croons breathily.
20: Hypocrite.
Her gyrations are really beginning to get to me, and I can feel my orgasm coming, when her fingers dig into my scalp, and she begins convulsing and thrashing in my lap. A loud wail escapes her lips, and I groan as my sperm flood my underwear.

We sit like that for a couple more moments, before she gets up, and surprises me with a passionate kiss to my lips. I gladly respond, and even begin to feel a stirring down below, when she brakes it off. “Wow! I haven’t had that happen in a long time,” she tells me. I believe her until we get back out to the main floor and I remember where I am and what she is. Still I am in a rather good mood.

My buddy, Rob, is the first to see me, and he rushes to me, a dreadfully serious look on his face. “We have to go, and we have to go now.”

“What? Why? Where is everyone?” I look around, but can’t see any of the other guys we came out here with.

“They’re waiting in the car. come on, let’s go!”

“Up next is Geo. Geo, please take the stage.”

I get distracted by that name. I know that name…

Rob groans, and I look back to him. “We have to go, NOW!” he practically screams, but it is too late. I see her.

“What the–?” I trail off. Getting on stage is a 5’5″ inch strawberry blonde bombshell. She has her bellybutton pierced, and as she turns around, I see some tribal tramp stamp on her back. Even though I can’t see her eyes at this distance, I know that they are a striking shade of green.

“I’m sorry, man. bycasino We were trying to get you out of here, before she came back up on stage. Apparently she was in a long private dance while you were out here earlier.” Rob continues to drone on, but I am distracted by the fact that my sister is on the stage stripping.
21: So…. he’s brown haired, but she’s blonde haired? Maybe she dyed it, but I’ll still sin it.
I haven’t seen my sister for almost a year. Her and my parents got into a huge fight when she got that tattoo and she left. The only time we had heard from her, was when she sent me a birthday card with $100 in it. Probably the hundred I just gave Amber.
23: Who the hell gets that mad over body art?
22: Dick.
And now here she was, dropping her top for all to see. I was mesmerized. I had always known my sister was hot, but had never really considered her in a sexual way till now.
24: If you think she’s hot, that is sexual at the very least!
“Come on, man. This night is blown.” Rob is still trying to get me out of here, but my feet are rooted, and won’t budge. “Everyone is waiting.”

“Sorry, man. I haven’t seen my sister in more than a year. I have to talk to her. You go on without me. I’ll take a cab if I can’t talk her into giving me a ride.”

“Are you sure?” Rob gives me a strange look, but I convince him to go.
25: If Rob got him out of there, he is a jerk. Why protect him from his sister?
By the time I get seated again, her dance is over. She begins to wind her way through the crowd, then stops as she spies me. I smile at her, but there is only fear in her beautiful green eyes.

She rushes up to me, and demands, “What are you doing here? Do mom and dad know you are here?”

“No, they don’t know I’m here! Mom would faint is she found out, and dad would kill me! You know how religious they are. What are YOU doing here?”
26: Muslim?
“I… I work here. It pays the bills and school.”

One of the bouncers walks up to us, “Is everything alright, Geo?” The man is huge, and I have no doubt could kick my ass without breaking a sweat.

“Huh? Oh, yeah. Everything is fine, Brent. We were just discussing a private dance.”

My sister, Jazmine Geo (Everyone pronounces it Jazmine Joe, but I always called her Geo)
27: Who is dmb enouugh to pronounce Geo “Joe”??
pulls me back into one of the private rooms. I’m somewhat embarrassed to realize it is the same one Amber and I had been in.

“I’m sorry, John. We are not allowed to just stand around and talk. Back here we can talk. There is only one problem.” She points to a camera in the corner I hadn’t noticed earlier. My face went flame red as I remembered what I had been doing in this room not that long ago, and now I knew it had all been caught on tape.
28: Perverts.
Geo must have misunderstood my reaction. “I know, it’s not what I would prefer either, but I am going to have to perform in here. We can talk while I do. You can’t tell our parents!”

As she says this, she gets behind the divider, and begins to sway and move to the music that is coming from the overhead speakers.

“The cameras can’t hear us?” I ask.

“No, they are for video only. We have some high ranking people come through, and they don’t want their conversations taped.” I decide not to point out the obvious incongruity of them being okay with being seen but not heard. “Look, are you going to tell them or not?”
29: Well she told you like 2 or 3 times not to tell them.
My sister had stopped dancing as she asked me again. Thinking fast, I pulled out a twenty, and verifying it was a twenty this time, laid it out.
30: So you have two $100.
“You’d better keep dancing so they don’t suspect,” I said, indicating the camera.

She looked at the money lying in front of her and glared at me. “You realize that means I have to come around now, right?”

Oh, shit! I hadn’t thought of that. I had only intended to keep up the ruse that this was a normal private session. I just shrug, and drop my head. What can I say?

Geo steps around the plexi glass, and placing her hand just under my chin, lifts my face to look at hers. “Put your hands only where I place them, understand?”
31: I expected John to say “You don’t say!”
I just nod in embarrassment. She closes her eyes, and begin to really sway and move to the music. The way her hips move, and how she moves her hands along her body probably would have had me hard in no time despite her being my sister, if it hadn’t been for my earlier session in this room with Amber.

Watching her was forming a lump in my throat, and I had to clear it. Geo opened her eyes, and after grimacing at the camera, came over and straddled me on the couch. “You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you?” She whispers in my ear. I try to stammer that I hadn’t meant my throat clearing for this, but my throat locks up as she begins to move her hips, and I immediately begin to get hard. “Why won’t you answer me, if you are going to tell our parents or not?”

The combination of her movements, and whispering in my ear are starting to have a profound effect on me, but I still can’t speak. My sister is seriously turning me on, and I’m enjoying the hell out of it. What kind of sick pervert am I?
32: It’s only perverted if she isn’t in to it.
She reaches behind her and I feel her top fall between us. She stands and turns away, before unzipping the side of her skirt, and letting it fall to the floor, leaving her only in her panties. Turning back around, she is covering her breasts with her hands, but my eyes are riveted to a dark spot on her panties. Apparently I’m not the only one enjoying this. Before I can think better of it, the words escape my mouth. “Why don’t we see if you can convince me not to tell?”

The glare returned to her eyes for only a moment, before turning into a wicked grin. “Deal! But you have to promise to tell no one!”

I can only nod my head. Geo walks back over to me, then turns around and sits in my lap. My hands want to wrap around her, but I remember the rules, and keep them to my sides. Her left hand reaches back behind my neck, as her right grabs mine.
33: Mine? Your what?
Her back is plastered to me as she sways and moves. She brings my hand to her hip, and then slowly starts to drag it up her body. My hand reaches her breast, and there she leaves it. I moan as I begin to fondle her breast and pinch her nipple.
34: I moan?
She gasps, and turns her head while using her other had to draw my neck closer to her. She begins to bite and nibble as she moves.
35: Bite and nibble what?
Figuring that since she moved my right hand along her side, my left could be in the same places, I move it to her thigh and begin to squeeze. My right hand moves to her other breast, and I begin to pinch and twist that nipple. She gasps loudly, and grabs my hand, almost ripping it off as she moves it to her panty covered pussy. I can feel her protruding lips through the cloth, and quickly figure out where her clit is. She moans, and begins to grind herself against my hands as I play with her. Her head leans forward, and I can’t help but take advantage of her available neck. I hunch forward, as I kiss and nibble the back of her soft neck. She too tastes like peppermint, and I wonder if all the girls here use the same body spray.
36: If I tasted like Peppermint…. I’d go to the doctor.
37: You get poison, if you ate Body spray.
Her panties are getting annoying, and without asking for permission, I pull them to the side, and begin to finger her soaking wet pussy. A scream resounds in the room as she cums on my finger. When she finally calms down, she grabs my wet hand and brings it to her mouth, slowly licking it clean. This sends me over the edge, and for the second time that night, I came in my pants.
38: Why is he walking with cum in his pants?
Geo’s head rests on my shoulder, then she quickly turns and gives me a peck on the cheek. “So, little brother, do we have an agreement? No telling our parents?”

I gave her breast one more squeeze before saying, “I won’t tell. But I have a favor to ask?”

“Absolutely not! What we did was bad enough, but I will not go THERE with my own brother!” I stare at her confused as she gets up and begins dressing. It takes me a moment to figure out what she is talking about.

“Whoa, wait. I didn’t mean sex!
40: Dafuq man?
I need a ride home. My friends left, and I’d rather not take a cab that far. If you don’t want to, I understand, but…”

“Well, how cute. What happened to the man who demanded I convince him a moment ago? He was replaced by this cute little boy.” She smiles and plays with the small growth on my chin.

Anger rises at her attitude, and I say, “Okay, you will give me a ride when you get off, or else.”

A smile splits her face as she responds, “Or else what, dear brother? You already agreed not to tell our parents?” She arches an eyebrow at me, and I fear I have gone too far. “Oh, don’t worry. I’ll give you a ride when I get off. I carpooled here with Amber and Dixie, but after we drop them off, I’ll take you.”
40: What does Carpool mean?
41: More foreshadowing.
I spent the rest of the evening sitting in the back of the main room, watching the dancers. I found out Dixie was bycasino deneme bonusu the bartender. She was a cute petite brunette, and I wondered why she didn’t dance. I found out on the ride to my sister’s place. Apparently the three women shared rent together in a nice four bedroom condo.
42: How convient? (Misspelled it.)
“I have to be working there for a couple months, before they will let me dance. Also, I don’t think I’m good enough yet.”
43: If that’s true, there would be no strippers for months.
“Don’t listen to her.” Amber piped up from the front seat. “She’s almost as good as Geo here, and better than me. She just needs to be more comfortable with herself.”

Dixie blushed beside me, and of course, my shyness kicked in, and I didn’t know what to say.
44: “Good luck? I hope you do well? Compliments?”
We arrived at my sister’s place, and I jumped into the front seat, expecting my sister to take me home.

“Oh, you’re not coming up for drinks?” Dixie asked.

“He’s too young,” my sister answered for me.

“So?” Amber shot back, and before anything else could be said, I jumped out, and started following the two beautiful women to the place. my sister bringing up the rear.

Walking into my sister’s place was a bit of a shock. They were setup pretty nice. With a large flat screen tv on the wall, plush couches, glass tables, the works. I couldn’t imagine what rent must be like, even split among the three of them.

“What do you want to drink?” Amber asked from the kitchen.

“Nothing too strong for him, he’s just a kid.” Geo said right behind me.

“You didn’t think I was such a little kid a little while ago,” I whisper back at her, a little miffed that she keeps trying to make decisions for me.
45: When? That was one decision.
Whatever she was about to say in return she cut off as Amber walked in with a few drinks. “This one is for you,” she said with a wink, before handing Geo hers.

“Where’s mine?” Dixie asked as she came out of her room. My jaw nearly hit the floor. She had changed into a spaghetti strap pink top, without a bra, and her belly was showing.
46: Ewwww.
She had on matching pink pajama bottoms.

“Yours is still in the kitchen. I only have two hands.” While Dixie went to go get her drink, Amber and my sister walked back to their respective rooms.

Dixie invited me to sit next to her on the couch, and I quickly obliged.

“So, are you going to drink that, or just hold it all night?” Dixie smirked.

I had completely forgotten about the drink in my hand. I quickly took a gulp. I began to splutter as it hit the back of my throat and burned. The taste had been sweet, but the aftereffects not so much.

“Now, now. Don’t waste any of it!” Dixie admonished. She grabbed a handkerchief and began patting me down. I jumped when she started patting my crotch, but she just smiled at me, and kept going.

“What do you think you are doing to my brother, Dixie?”
47: Geo worries too much.
“He made a mess, and I was taking care of it.”

I about made another mess as I saw my sister and Amber.
48: *Make.
Amber had on a very tight, almost see-thru top and lacy bra that left nothing to the imagination. She had on tight daisy duke pajama bottoms, and nothing more. My sister was completely opposite, wearing a loose fitting v-neck sweater, and sweat pants. Despite wearing the most clothes, she was somehow the most alluring.

“If you take care of it too much more, you’re going to have another mess to clean up,” Amber retorted.

“So John, Jaz told me you just graduated. What do you plan on doing now?” We talked for awhile about school, and I found out that Dixie was studying to be a nurse, Amber wanted to be an accountant, and Geo hadn’t made up her mind yet, only taking generals. I had a couple more drinks, and was really beginning to feel a nice buzz, when Geo pulled out a blunt and to my surprise, lit it and started taking hits off of it.

“What are you doing, Geo?” I nearly screamed. “That stuff will kill you!”
49: Wait, huh?
For some reason this made her laugh. “Calm down little brother. The only way this is going to kill me is if you tell our parents, or if I try to drive. I don’t plan on driving anywhere anymore, so relax.”

“What about taking me home?” I demanded.

“It’s three in the morning. I’ll take you home when we get up. You can sleep in the spare room.”

This mollified me somewhat, and I began to relax. Geo passed the blunt around, and when it came to me, I broke down to everyone’s pressure, and took a puff. I began coughing immediately, and the three women laughed even more.

I passed the blunt back to Geo, and asked, “So you must make good money, dancing.”

“It’s called stripping, John,” Amber said matter-of-factly, “and your sister is the best in three counties. Dixie, here is really good too.”
50: Or prostituting (Misspelled it, English isn’t my first.)
“Oh, yeah?” I said, really comfortable with everything going on. “I’d like to see that.”

Dixie tried to argue that she wasn’t that good, but Amber was already up and starting some music. Dixie reluctantly got up and started swaying and moving to the music, removing her clothing. She had slightly bigger breasts than Amber, but smaller than my sister’s. Her pussy was clean shaven, except for a landing strip. When she was done, I complimented her, and told her she really was good. To my surprise, she remained naked, and just sat back down next to me.

“Your sister is the real treat to watch,” Dixie said, still blushing from her dance.

“That’s right! You’ve had a dance from two of us, but haven’t really seen Jaz go, have you John?” I about said that I had indeed seen her, but at the look she gave me, I remembered that I wasn’t supposed to tell anyone about what happened earlier.
51: Ugh! Don’t hide secrets!
“Umm, n-no, I haven’t.” I stammered out lamely.

“He is so cute, Jaz. Why have you been hiding him from us all this time?” My sister just shook her head, and took another hit off the joint. “Okay, Jaz, your turn. Show him why you are the best.”

“I don’t know.” Geo replied, and I felt a bit of a letdown. Sure she is my sister, but I had really enjoyed our previous session, and even though I knew nothing would happen with her friends here, i couldn’t help thinking…
53: Now this is perversion!
“Go on!” Dixie announced. “We are all friends here. No one is going to tell that you gave a lap dance to your brother.”

I could have kissed Dixie right then, but settled for squeezing her leg. When I tried to pull my hand away, she grabbed it, and put it back, just above the knee.

“Oh, fine! Little brother, are you ready to have your mind blown?” She quickly downed her drink, and took a huge hit off the joint, before getting up and stating her dance.
54: Isn’t that stuff gonna make you dizzy?
Her dance was similar to what she had done before, gyrating, and moving her hands all over her body. Dixie kept squeezing my hand, and I relaxed, allowing my hand to ride up her leg a little bit. But the time the first song was over, Geo was completely naked, and I could see that she was clean shaven.

Dixie passed the joint to me, and I took another hit, holding it in better. Another song started, and instead of sitting down, my sexy sister started to dance some more. Whether it was from the alcohol and drugs, or the fact that there were two naked women in the room (one of which I was touching), I was starting to get really horny.
55: Starting!?
I glanced at Dixie, and noticed that she was playing with her right breast. A quick look to Amber showed she was getting in the mood too, as her hands lightly roamed all over her body.

“Watch your sister, not us,” Dixie whispered in my ear, startling me as her lips brushed my cheek.

I looked back to my sister to see that she was squeezing one breast in time to the music, and she was moving her pussy against her hand. My sister was masturbating in front of me!
56: Eww.
A gasp on my right brought my attention back to Dixie, and I realized I was playing with her pussy. When did that happen? Seeing that she didn’t seem tom mind,
57: *to.
I went back to watching Geo. She now had one finger buried deep in her pussy, and rolling one nipple between her fingers. Her eyes were open, and staring straight at me. There was an undeniable hunger in them, as she licked her lips. I glanced over to Amber and almost giggled as I noticed she had both hands down her pants. Suddenly she stood up, and removed all her clothing, and then went back to playing with herself.
58: That would be weird.
I looked back to my sister, and saw that she was staring at the obvious bulge in my pants. She took a couple steps towards me, and the music stopped, seeming to break the spell we were under. Dixie moved my hand away from her crotch, cleaned my fingers with her lips, then set my hand back on her thigh. “Thank you,” she whispered. Geo came back over and sat on the other side on me.
59: How big is that couch? Where was Amber?
Only Amber kept going. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming, OOOH, I’M CUMMING!” she screamed, and collapsed back into her chair.
60: Oh, so Amber is apparently forever alone.
“See, we told you your sister bycasino güncel giris was good,” Dixie said.

“My only question,” piped up Amber as she opened her eyes, “is why are we all naked, and you still fully dressed, John?”
61: Because, Fuck you!
“Well, I… Uh…” I stammered, then was tacked by all three women, and summarily stripped.
62: Amber must be fast.
Geo was the one to get my pants off. As soon as my cock sprang free, she nearly screamed. “Oh, fuck! Is that what you were hiding in there earlier? It’s huge!”
63: Geo can’t tell perspective or whatever.
“What do you mean, ‘Earlier’?” Amber asked, a sneaky suspicion in her eyes.

“Um, I don’t know what you mean?” Geo replied, unconvincingly.

“What really happened in that private room between you two?” Amber wasn’t going to give this up.
64: Amber is an idiot.
“I danced for him, as we talked about him not telling our parents is all. Like you said. I’m good, and he must have reacted to my skills. Nothing more!” This time she sounded more convincing.

“I doubt that. When I danced for him, he didn’t start getting hard till I touched him… Hmm.” The joint was passed to Amber, and she seemed to forget about her line of questioning. “You really are well equipped, John. Me and your sister have been working on a dance together. Do you want to see?”
65: What happened to Dixie, wouldn’t she say something about this?
“No!” My sister nearly yelled, startling us. “You know how I get after that number.” For some reason she glanced over at me.

“Yes I do, and I don’t think we will let anything happen that isn’t wanted. Here, take another hit.”
66: Are they sharing that?
Geo took another hit, while Amber changed the music. This time it was a slow song, and the two beautiful women began to slowly dance towards each other. As they came together, my sister turned her back to Amber and sensuously slid along her body. Amber’s hands lightly caressed Geo’s body, and I could see goose bumps forming.
67: How?
“I can tell you like watching them,” a whisper sounded at my ear. “I wonder if it is Amber, or Jaz that turns you on more?” I turned to answer, but whatever I was about to say flew from my head as Dixie’s lips met mine, and her hand found my turgid cock.
67: Turgid?
I kissed her back with passion, as her hand gripped me. She broke the kiss with a gasp, saying, “I need to breath. Oh my!”

I turned to see what the exclamation was about.

Holy shit! Amber had her head between my sister’s legs and was eagerly munching her box. I don’t know if this was part of the act, or not, but I nearly shot my load into Dixie’s strangling grip. Once again, my sister’s eyes were locked on my cock, licking her lips.
68: Wait, they didn’t hear anything?
“They don’t usually do that, unless they are really turned on.” I felt a nibble on my ear, but I couldn’t turn my head away from what was happening on the floor. I did slide my hand up, and began playing with Dixie’s sopping wet pussy. “Guess I won’t be getting many more kisses while they’re doing that.”
69: Why?
I barely heard what Dixie said, but when her hand was replaced by a warm wetness, I quickly paid more attention. I was getting my first blowjob! And my sister was watching. This was all too much for me, and I began shooting my load down Dixie’s throat. She did her best to take it, but even after two others today, this one was mind blowing.
70: That ejaculated quickly.
“Wow, that quick, huh? Normally I prefer a bit more warning, but I guess I did good.” Dixie smiled at me, and I smiled back, embarrassed. She had a small bit on her chin, but she found it and sucked it in.

Amber and my sister moved into a 69 position, and I realized that I owed Dixie. I returned to kissing her, and then began working my way down her neck, between her breasts, along her stomach, and finally reached her pussy. She was sitting on the edge of the couch, and I was on my knees on the floor. I had never gone down on a girl before, and her scent was intoxicating. Thinking about how this part of a woman is sometimes called her nether-lips, I decided to just start making out with her pussy. “Mmm, that feels nice, but you’re new to this, aren’t you?”

My face must have been beet red. “It’s okay. Don’t be embarrassed.
71: Yeah, why should he be?
I’ll tell you what to do.” Dixie then began to give me instructions on how to move my tongue, where to apply pressure, where to suck, and even where to nibble. Pretty soon her hands were locked on the back of my head, and my mouth was getting flooded with her wonderful nectar.
72: That would be awkward.
By this point I was hard again, and thinking it was time for my first fuck, but she hadn’t let go of my head yet. Deciding that this wasn’t so bad for now, I continued tasting this beautiful woman. My cock was engulfed in another wet warmness, that I immediately recognized as a blowjob. Odd, how quickly that sensation is recognized. I tried to see who it was, but the hands on the back of my head refused to let up.
73: How is he getting a blowjob?
Dixie came again, flooding my mouth, and I used the opportunity to pull away.

What I saw when I looked down, nearly made yelp. My beautiful sister–my wonderful older sister had her lips locked around my cock. She looked up at me, and with a pop, my cock left her mouth. “Sorry, little bro, but with a cock like yours, I just had to get a taste. Yum!” And with that she went back to sucking and licking me so vehemently, I began to wonder if she had become possessed. I groaned as I flopped back on the floor, and my sister stayed with me the whole time.
74: Huh?
I looked up, and saw that Amber now had her head between Dixie’s legs, bringing her to yet another orgasm. Seeing this, a thought occurred to me. I sat up, and whispered in my sister’s ear.
75: Whispered what?
She grinned around my pole and quickly rotated her body around, and sat on my face.

I couldn’t believe it. My sister’s pussy was mere inches from my nose, and her lips were locked around my pecker. Growing up under the strictly religious supervision of our parents, I never would have imagined a night like this!
76: How is anything here unreligious? Incest ex-cluded because it’s not really a sin, other than that what else?
I lifted my head just a little bit, and touched the tip of my tongue to her clit. Her hips shot down, and I was thankful that we were on a carpeted floor, as my head hit it. I began to use every trick that Dixie had taught me. It took a little longer, but I soon tasted my first sister orgasm.

My sister got up, and I was disappointed for a moment, until I saw what she was going to do. “Sis, no! That’s incest! What we’ve done is bad enough, but we can’t do THAT!” I tried to protest, but I didn’t move as she slowly positioned herself over me.
77: John get your shit together! It’s not like making her cum is not incest!
She looked me in the eyes, and I was mesmerized. She began to rub the tip of my dick along her wet slit, and I couldn’t hold back a moan of purest pleasure. “Listen. I need dick, and I need it now.” As she talked she continued to rub me against her, slowly picking up the pace. “Now you are the only one here with what I need. If you don’t give it to me, I will go find someone who will. But I’ll be honest… The fact that it is your monster cock that is poised to split me has me a little more than turned on. If you tell me no, I’ll get up and walk away.” She stopped her movements, and locked eyes with me. “So what is it going to be?”
78=Does every main-guy-character have a monster dick? Say it with me now…
CLICHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! 😀
Without thinking, in fact, before I even had a chance for thought to enter my drugged and inebriated mind, my body acted. My hips thrust up, impaling my sister in on foul stroke. Part of my mind began screaming that this was a sin, but it was soon drowned out by my sister’s cries of passion and lust.

“Oh, yes! Fuck me little brother! Fuck me like only a man with your cock can fuck me! Fuck me like only a loving little brother can! Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!”
85: There are other words than fick Jaz.
I reached my right hand down to where me and my sister were joined, and began to play with her clit. Her pussy clamped down on me, and this time I was the one yelling. “Fuck me, sister! Oh, I love the way your pussy feels. Fuck, me! I never knew it could feel this good! Oh, I am about to cum!”

“Yes! Cum in me little bro. Shoot your hot load deep into your sister. I want to feel your seed finding its way deep inside me.”

Hearing these words, the world went white as I had the biggest orgasm of my life. I was vaguely aware of my sister screaming that she was cumming too, before she collapsed on my chest.
86: Words can make you cum.
“I’m so sorry,” I blurted, realizing what I’d done. “I should have pulled out. Now we’re going to have gross children, and be cast out everywhere we go.”
87: Why do you assume they’ll be gross children?
“Hey, calm down,” my sister whispered in my ear. “I’m on the pill.” And before I could say or think anything else, she kissed me long and hard. Only breaking the kiss long enough to look at me, and say, “My lover.”
88: Sheesh, Unless pregnant is in the theme, no one can get pregnant!
To be continued?
89: Why is thier a question mark? I know because this is your first story and it gots to get dem good ratings to continuez, but fuck them, continue if you want!
TOTAL SINS: 89
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