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Maeghan Wrist

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Mom picked me up from school that day. She told me she had scheduled an appointment for me to be checked out a week from that day. I said nothing back. I hated it all. I didn’t want to be pregnant. No matter what anybody told me, it was me who was having a baby grow inside of. I would be the one walking down the hallways at school as the pregnant freshman. I could never proudly display the father, because he was my own brother.

After we arrived home, I spent the whole day mindlessly watching television. Ean came and went a few times not sure what to do, not sure what he could do with mom there.

I fell asleep quickly that night being hugged tightly into Ean’s body. I woke up the next morning feeling his sleeping hand reaching down my panties with two fingers squeezing into my slit. As gently as I could, I tried removing him from me. And as tired as I began feeling lately, it was the second morning in a row that I found myself awake before Ean. I hated being so discomforted but I didn’t know what else to do. Was I really allowed to just accept it, if I even could?

Ean’s lips pressed into mine as his hand slipped out of my panties on its own. He pulled back barely an inch and whispered to me.

“Do you wanna take a shower together; you know, if we can sneak past mom.”

“Okay,” I smiled a little. I couldn’t help but realize in what he said, that no matter what happened, at home I would always be treated like my mom’s daughter and my brother’s favorite toy.

Not wanting to wait any longer, in a sudden burst of strange energy, I rolled out from the covers and quietly ran into my room for some clean clothes. Grabbing what I needed, I almost skipped from my room and behind Ean into the bathroom.

Ean dropped his boxers as I pulled off my nightgown. As his shirt came off, down went my underwear. I just stared and took in his body as he leaned over to the side to turn on the water. Watching his naked form doing what he did every single morning in innocence, my eyes fell into a channelized gaze at that half hard, free hanging penis and testicles.

The bath water turned into a shower as Ean opened the distorted glass door further for me to enter. Looking up to his chest, I smiled as I walked over the tub wall and passed him. My body shook at taking in the rain of hot water. It felt so good. And then to turn around to see my big brother’s naked body stepping in behind me, I had to reach my fingers out and touch him.

Running them down his belly, I pulled them back and smiled with a little embarrassment as he looked at me. No matter how much I touched him, I could never fully sink into my head that he was really all mine.

We each then started our own washing, ‘accidently’ touching or rubbing into each other’s bodies every few seconds with few apologies. Ean ‘mistakenly’ squirted his conditioner to hard and it splattered and dribbled down the inside of my upper leg.

“Oops, sorry. I’ll clean that up,” he said innocently reaching his hand down there and pulling up in a shoveling motion. Up he went scooping it into my mound before he informed me that he would have to squeeze a few times to properly wipe it all off.

I reached down and pushed his hand away before he undoubtedly would’ve completely overpowered me and forced me into orgasm.

“No,” I cooed. “I want just for you to cum on me. Use that and masturbate onto me.” I said softly standing my body up straight, offering it as a target.

Ean put his back into the shower of water completely obstructing it from us two facing each other. He reached down and took a hold of his fully erect penis. Slowly, he started pumping up and down. I simply stood there watching, completely hypnotized by him. That was how he got pleasure all the time before me. All by himself he had to do that and he was then doing it again for me, in front of me, and about to go on me. His little sister.

His eyes shifted intently back and forth between my breasts and glistening vagina as the conditioner he scooped into it reflected in a shine from the light. I asked him a week prior why he didn’t looking at my face when he masturbated. He said unless I was actively involving myself on him, my face only made him feel guilt. I couldn’t help but smile right then thinking back to that. As he now so strongly avoided my innocent face while I stood so still before of him waiting for his cum to squirt onto my body.

His strokes became faster and faster. I noticed his other hand fidgeting by itself as if it was acting out a fantasy in his mind. A fantasy built solely off of my breasts and my vagina.

He was breathing heavier, his stomach moved in and out at an increasing speed. Provocative slurps of a penis thrusting through a hand filled the shower stall. My lips curled in by themselves as I watched his hips beginning to buck back and forth. Glaring at his eyes, I found his focus Alanya Escort increasingly locked onto the shimmering slit between my long legs.

That penis was amazing. Pounding in and out of his hand. He was heavily panting and his bouncing back and forth hips slowly stopped returning as far back as they should have. His body was arching in towards mine. All his eyes stared at was the entrance to my internal reproductive organ. I found mine harder and harder to break away from his external one.

His lips were mouthing something silently. Broken words. What were they? Don’t. Me. He was repeating it. The same thing over and over. I almost could decipher its pieces before it oddly hit me. Why would he be saying that? Oh well, he was. I looked down to his penis that was clearly about to pop at the rate he hammered his hand into it and said out loud what he kept telling himself silently.

“Ean,” in as scared and innocent voice I could muster, “Ean, don’t cum in me, please.”

Instantly his breathing became moans as I watched in amazement his organ thrust a thick barely yellowish white stream of baby milk onto my stomach. His body was shaking from what I soon found to be his knees crumbling from under him.

More and more sperm splashed in slashing arches across my lower torso. It was so warm. His knees wouldn’t stop wobbling and his head was clearly out of reality so I decided to comfort him in his lonely time of need.

Pushing forward, I lunged my arms around him and pushed his feet back. I squeezed him into me as his knees buckled. Thankfully his body picked back up most of his weight and we both slowly descended to the bathtub floor.

As much as I played into taking advantage of every part of the situation, I still felt so powerful and important holding my big brother in my arms as he crumpled down to the ground, shaking and in an altered state of reality.

“I’ve got you Ean,” I said consolingly into his bare chest.

His butt reached the ground and I leaned him backwards, never letting up on my grip. Hot comforting water showered over us as if in some rain storm in a cheesy romance movie. But it wasn’t a cheesy movie, it was really me holding a weak little Ean in my arms as that water dripped from my naked body onto his.

As I felt his muscles begin to regather strength, I pulled my up head and scooted up to kiss him. For thirty long seconds, our lips danced with each other as I laid on top of him in a growing puddle of water that was blocked from the obstructed drain. Our lips parted and I almost felt light headed looked down into his dreamy, confused eyes.

“Why are we on the floor?” he asked as if he didn’t even care. I pulled my breasts up from his body and looked down between us to our crotches.

“If only you could go again,” I almost cried in frustration. Following my stare down between out water dripping naked bodies, Ean showed an equal interest.

“We can try.”

At that, I reached down to show him no matter how much he had always wanted to, he simply couldn’t. His hips raised and his voice moaned in pure discomfort as I gripped and began vigorously massaging the head of his penis.

“Nope, I didn’t think so. Don’t worry though, you should be more than ready after your pregnant girlfriend comes back from being a freshman in high school,” I teased.

“I never said you two could shower together,” I heard mom yelling from beyond the bathroom door.

Ean and I smiled uncomfortably to each other. It was weird for mom to accept us but I couldn’t help but think that Ean was using my pregnancy to pressure her into letting him do so much more to me than he naturally would have in the name of making me feel better. Whatever his reasons though, I was feeling a tiny bit better each hour he spent with me.

We both quickly got up and finished showering. By the end of it, Ean swore to me that he was ready for me again but I had to deny him based on the water’s ever decreasing temperature and the fact mom was probably standing right outside the bathroom door.

Going to school that day, I tried weaving between everything that was happening in my life and think of how to apologize to Montana. By math class, I just decided to wing it based on how she looked emotionally. By the end of math class, I wanted to die.

She wasn’t there. Montana prided herself in perfect attendance and she wasn’t at school. What did I do? I didn’t think she could take it that hard but the more I thought about it; hypothetically, what if I was the reason she got pregnant? I would never be able to face her again.

I ate lunch alone. I felt so alone the whole school day. I couldn’t believe that I did that to my only friend. She was all I had in school. I needed her so much for support. My entire life was crumbling all over again.

Suddenly life with Ean wasn’t enough. I used to be Bodrum Escort able to be happy with just him but somehow Montana sucked me in. I needed her. I needed her and Ean or I would never survive.

The ride home with mom was silent. As soon as I walked through the front door, I headed straight for the phone and locked myself into my bedroom.

“Montana’s not feeling well today,” her mom told me.

“Can I just tell her something please,” I begged.

“She’s grounded but I will pass along a message.”

I had to think hard. It was apparent that her mom didn’t know what was going on and it was definitely best left that way.

“Uh, on the math assignment we were working on together Monday that’s due tomorrow, I was completely wrong on the first question. Well, the answer was right, but the way I did it was wrong and she won’t get any credit for it. So, um, tell her that I was wrong there and need to tell her the correct way tomorrow before she hands it in.”

“Alright, I’ll make sure she gets that information right away.”

“Please. Thank you so much. I just felt so bad for doing it the wrong way. I can’t stand when other people hurt because of my mistakes.”

“Well that’s a very honorable way to live. I’ll tell her right now.”

“Okay. Thank you.”

“Alright. I’ll see you Fri- I mean bye bye.”

“Bye.”

I hung up the phone and hoped so badly that Montana could make sense of what I said. I hoped her mom wouldn’t distort it too bad either. At least it was her mom though, any guy transferring that message would find a way to shorten it into five words or less and completely destroy the meaning behind it.

The rest of the day passed by pretty depressingly. Ean and mom didn’t say much to me probably guessing right that I just wanted alone time to myself. Mainly I just didn’t think I deserved attention from them after what I did to my friend. I just wanted to feel as miserable as Montana must have been feeling sitting in her room all day knowing that I was mad at her because she was the reason I was pregnant.

I fell asleep with Ean that night and again, woke up before him feeling anxiety. Still punishing myself, I snuck off to take a shower by myself. Mom drove me to school.

To my greatest relief, Montana was in math class that day. She didn’t even look at me though and I couldn’t bear to say anything. She must have been in the most terrible guilt but I was too for putting her there.

The bell rang ending class and startled me into saying the two words I wanted to say most.

“I’m sorry.” I couldn’t even make eye contact. Through the corner of my eye, I noticed her glance at me but all I could do was stare down at my notes. She picked up her stuff and left. Out of my sight, my muscles finally released so I could do the same.

Lunch started out awkward enough as I sat down. Montana was in tears and just started apologizing to me so much.

“Stop it,” I said harshly to get her attention. She looked at me pathetically. “If you want to take responsibility, than you can promise that you’ll always be by my side. You won’t skip school and leave me all alone any more. I need you if I’m going to get through this.”

Her wet face broke a small smile.

“Also, Ean is only more turned on by me now, so I’m going to need you to distract him every now and then once you can persuade your parents to let you come back over to my house.” Montana seemed to be lightening up by my words.

“Is-isn’t your mom home now though?”

“Well, I, she might be a problem for you, but she’s okay with me and Ean.”

The look on Montana’s wet pouty face threw me into a frenzy of pulling any guilt out of that most jealous of all girls.

Going home that day with a big smile on my face apparently gave my mom the confidence to become more restrictive on how Ean and I were allowed to act around each other. That only led to me scrounging through my dresser the next morning to find an old miniskirt she bought me about a year back. She got it for me because she thought it was cute on a barely past her first period girl.

Looking at it on me in the mirror after my shower showed just how big of a mistake she made. It wasn’t one of the tight more professional ones; it was more like a cheerleading skirt. And what was almost too small for me when she bought it was definitely too small for me then.

Walking down the hallway to the kitchen where my mom ate her breakfast, I caught the surprised look I wanted from her. She said nothing in defeat. It was her gift after all. The only problem I had with it thought was the fact that I literally felt naked.

Going through the front hallway in school was so uncomfortable. I had never shown off so much of my legs in public before besides at a swimming pull. Even Montana’s mouth gaped as I walked into math class.

“Is your Belek Escort strategy to attract as many guys as possible to once over you, and then blame the baby on them,” she whispered to me as I fumbled with my skirt trying to figure out how other girls sat in them.

Looking down, the hem just lingered at the edge of my chair. Just a few inches inward were my panties. It was a nightmare come true where I had gone to school not wearing any pants. I couldn’t stand it.

By, the end of the day, I was exhausted feeling self-conscious and struggling with my skirt. I swear at least three guys got a good look at my underwear. I had regretted it so much. The last thing I wanted to do was to attract attention to me like that and then have my belly constantly growing outwards.

At home, I did all the homework do that next day, Friday, and then toyed around on my computer for a while before walking into the kitchen. Mom and Ean were playing a board game on the table.

Just before she could look at me, I dropped my face into depression and slowed all my movements.

“Is everything alright sweetie?”

I didn’t reply. Silently, I just walked over to Ean and pushed at his shoulder. He scooted his chair back some from under the table and I climbed onto his lap slowly. I settle down and he took a hold of my stomach keeping me tightly in place. Mom just looked at me and then refocused onto the board game.

“Can I play,” I asked softly.

“Okay,” mom said, “We’ll do one quick round with all of us and then I have to make dinner.”

I showed a small smile. Mom pulled all the cards and pieced back as I took Ean’s hand into mine and led it under the table. With my other hand, I pulled my panties to the side while guiding his fingers under my skirt to my slit. I then reached down and scratched at his zipper.

Instantly, that half hard bump under me lurked farther up my butt cheek. At that, I hopped off him and walked over to the refrigerator and poured myself a glass of orange juice. Coming back to the table still holding onto my depressed face, I set my glass down and climbed back onto Ean’s lap. This time though, I slowly lowered my body onto the throbbing penis poking out of his pants.

Mom just glanced at me uneasily not wanting to disturb my comfort in Ean through my apparent sudden depression. It took all the strength I had to keep a frown while doubtlessly, half a foot of my brother slid up into my vagina, stretching and forcing all my lower organs away to accommodate.

All I could do after reaching his base was hide every deep breath I needed to take. Mom started setting up the game board.

“Which piece do you want to be?” she asked me.

“That one,” I said leaning my body forward and pulling Ean half way out of me to point at the one I wanted. I fell back down with a deep thrust into me. It was so incredibly hard to keep a depressed face.

I quickly found with my first turn that rolling the dye was quite the experience while shaking my body back and forth to put a good spin in them. I got to lean forward too every time to move my piece. And with Ean’s good luck charm inside me, I found it more acceptable to be getting happier as I was winning the game. I started bouncing with every high role or good card.

Soon enough though, apparently Ean was finding my fun on him more torturous then pleasurable. Just as I rolled the numbers to my winning piece, his fingers rolled and squeezed my clitoris. Immediately I bucked forwards and groaned.

“What’s wrong?” mom asked. Ean didn’t stop tormenting my most sensitive tiniest body part.

“Uunnnnng… M-my stomaaach hurts. I think I’m j-just really hungry,” I teared.

“Well, you two clean up the table and I’ll start on dinner.”

I couldn’t hide my panting as mom left the table. Ean just kept spinning and pulling. And in the tiniest movements, I could feel him humping me too. His lips moved next to my ears and he whispered.

“I’m almost there, sooo close,” he strained.

I was soo close. I was seconds close. Twirling and jolting, he was a constant onslaught. And then that spiking high hit me. And I hit the table.

My body twitched in and I slammed onto the tabletop. My arms hit it too, one of them wiping across and knocking half the game to the floor. I released groan after groan as Ean wouldn’t still stop playing with my clitoris.

Warmness began filling me down there. He was cumming in me. My moans became more stable for some reason just feeling that he was cumming in me. I felt more complete.

I wondered what the baby was feeling. What it thought of his or her mommy having an orgasm right then. My breasts were rhythmically squishing into the hard surface as my high started deteriorating. There was so much of my brother leaking into me. I loved it soo much.

My spinning head slowly subsided before I became too dizzy. I beat the breath from my lips sideways into the tablecloth. Apparently Ean recovered before me.

“I think she’s really hungry mom, I would hurry up.”

“This is the last time you’ll ever where a skirt young lady,” she said harshly, rightfully giving me the blame this time.

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Training to become my husband’s slut pt 3

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Juan and I continued to try new things over the years including adding toys and experimenting with BDSM a little. We started off using paddles, handcuffs, and blindfolds. He became more dominant but he wasn’t in total control, we shared the control.

I have been reading erotic stories for a while but the stories that turned me on the most were about Doms and Subs, more specific masters and slaves. I even got turned on by the raping and when the master’s would make their slaves fuck whoever they wanted. I thought it was just fantasy so I didn’t think much of it but at first but I kept thinking about it more and more.

I never considered myself as a submissive in our relationship, I spoke my mind and never let anyone tell me what to do. People would say that I wore the pants in the relationship but deep down I think I wanted to experience what it was really like to be a sex slave.

I never brought it up at the time, I just let my fantasies run wild. How are you supposed to bring up that you fantasize about being a sex slave? He would think I was fucked up! I decided I would just tell him I wanted to be fully dominated instead.

“I want to talk to you about something”. I said one day.

“What’s going on my little slut”? He asked me.

“Well” I started. “You know I love our sex life, it’s amazing”.

“I sense a but coming”. He said with a concerned look.

“But, I would like you to dominate me completely”. I said.

“I thought you liked taking some control”. He asked.

“I just want to know what it’s like to have no control for the whole time”. I said. He smiled at me and said.

“I’ve been wanting to take full control of you but I didn’t think you wanted me to”. He said.

“I have been thinking about it a lot lately and I would like to try it”. I said

“Ok I’m fine with that, let’s do it tonight. He said.

I was thinking about being completely dominated the rest of the day, it made me really horny not knowing what was going to happen. A little while later he got up and said. “Ok my little Alanya Escort slut I’m going to go setup for our fun “. He said.

“I want you to stay downstairs until I tell you to come up”. He added.

“Ok I said”. He looked at me and said tonight you are to call me sir only, do you understand slut”!

“Yes sir”. I said immediately.

He was up there for a good fifteen minutes when he finally sent me a text.

“Ok slut you’re going to come into the room completely naked and kneel down with your hands in your lap and bow your head “. He said.

“You’re not allowed to put your head up until I tell you. Do you understand slut”?

“Yes sir”. I responded immediately.

“Good slut, you learn fast”! I smiled to myself.

I made my way upstairs and went into the bathroom and stripped down completely naked. I went to our room, opened the door and when I got into the room. I shut the door and immediately knelt down and put my hands in my lap and bowed my head.

“I love seeing you kneel in submission slut”! I didn’t say anything because I didn’t know if I was allowed to.

“Are you going to fully submit yourself to me slut”? He asked me.

“Yes sir”. I said still keeping my head down in my submission pose.

“I want you to stay kneeling but you can lift up your head”. I looked up and he was standing in front of me completely naked with his huge boner in my face.

“Suck my cock slut”. He said.

He lowered his cock and I put it in my mouth. I was going to do my normal blowjob but he stopped me.

“I don’t want teasing I want you to deepthroat my cock and I’m going facefuck that slutty mouth”.

“Yes sir”. I said. I put his cock deep into my mouth until his cock almost hit my throat. Without any warning he grabbed my head and slammed his cock further into my throat and started fucking my mouth with his cock.

“Slut your mouth was made to be fucked by a cock”! He continued to fuck my mouth until I had slobber everywhere. He fucked Bodrum Escort my mouth for another ten minutes and then he stopped and pulled his cock out.

“Get on the bed with your hands up and your legs spread”. He said.

“Yes sir”. I said. I got onto the bed and got into my position. He tied my hands and legs to the bed and then put a blindfold on me. I felt something slide down my back and down to my ass, I realized it was my paddle. He removed the paddle and without any warning he smacked my ass with the paddle hard. He normally started off soft but not this time. It stung really bad at first but then it started feeling good. He continued smacking my ass rotating between my ass cheeks for a few minutes. After he was done my ass was on fire but at the same time I got pleasure from it.

A few minutes later I heard one of my vibrators buzzing. All of a sudden I felt something on my right nipple. It felt really good and I let out a little moan.

“You like that slut”? He asked.

“Yes sir”. I said. He played around with my right nipple for a few minutes and then he went over to my left nipple and started playing with that nipple. He played with that nipple for a few minutes and then he removed the vibrator.

I didn’t feel anything for a couple of minutes and then I felt the vibrator on my clit. He played around with my clit and I knew I was going to cum soon. I thought he would keep going until I hit my orgasm like he normally does but he stopped as I was about to orgasm. I was a little frustrated, was he not going to let me cum?

“You don’t cum until I give you permission slut”! He said. He waited until the feeling was gone then he put the vibrator back on my clit. Again he pulled it away before I had an orgasm. He did this a few more times. He could tell I needed to have an orgasm really bad, my whole body was shaking.

“Do you want to cum slut”? He asked in a cocky voice.

“Yes sir”. I said.

“Ask me to make you cum slut”! He said.

“Please make me Belek Escort cum sir”. I said.

“That’s a good slut”. He said and when he said that he put the vibrator back on my clit and rubbed my clit until the most powerful orgasm I ever had hit me.

I squirted all over as I had my orgasm, probably the most squirting I had done at the time.

After I came down from my orgasm he got in between my legs and positioned his even harder cock with my pussy. With one big push his cock was balls deep in my pussy. I almost had another orgasm when he did that and I think he noticed because he slowered his pace as soon as he was in me.

“Not yet slut, it’s not going to be that easy”. He said.

“Please sir can I please cum”?

“You won’t cum until I tell you to cum slut, this is for my pleasure only”! Wow he really was getting into this, using my body for his own pleasure and not caring about mine.

“Yes sir”. I said.

“I want to hear you say it slut, your body is for my pleasure only”! He demanded.

“My body is for your pleasure only sir”.I said.

“Good slut”! He said.

He fucked me for over a half hour starting off going fast and hard and then slowing down as I was about to have an orgasm. He slowed down his pace as if he was going to pull out and I really needed to have an orgasm.

“Does my slut want to cum”? He asked.

“Yes sir”. I said.

“Ok but I want to cum in your tight ass”. He said. He undid my legs and hands so I could get on my hands and knees. He didn’t grab the lube but I really didn’t need it, I was so wet from my last orgasm. He slid his cock in my ass with ease and started fucking my ass. He fucked my ass and when he knew I was about to have an orgasm he said.

“Does my slut want to cum”? He asked me.

“Yes sir I want to cum”. I said. He fucked my ass hard until my second powerful orgasm hit me, once again I squirted everywhere.

He pulled his cock out of my ass and I fell on the bed. He laid down beside me and started rubbing my back.

“How was that my little slut”? He asked me while rubbing my back.

“That was amazing, better than I fantasized”. I said.

“So does that mean you want to do this again slut”? He asked.

“Yes sir”. Is all I said. We layed next to each other as we fell asleep.

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“My family and I are moving away, so we are going to have to break up.”

The words struck me like a ton of bricks, and when I took a double take over what I had just heard, they hit me again with twice the intensity. I searched my mind for a response, but I couldn’t find the words. All that I could muster out was: “But Alyssa…why can’t…” I was at a loss of words.

I finally was able to say, “Why can’t we still be together? I mean…I love you…” I stared at her waiting for a response for what seemed like forever.
“Daniel, I don’t think that a long-distance relationship will work. I mean, so much work is involved and I don’t think that I’d be able to handle it.”

She was 16, like I was, and I didn’t see any reason why we couldn’t at least try. After all, we had been together for almost a year and we had been through almost everything a couple goes through. The good times, the bad times, and speaking of the good times, almost everything sexual. We hadn’t gone all the way yet, but almost. From making out, to oral and hand jobs, I was pretty happy with Alyssa. The fact that she didn’t want to continue our relationship crushed me and broke my heart. We were so close to being ready to go all the way; my want for us to lose our virginity to each other was really strong. I asked her if we could at least give a long-distance relationship a try, and she replied no. She walked off and left me standing there, completely dead inside.

That was 3 months ago.

My mood had not changed, nor my feelings for Alyssa. This had happened in May, the month school got out, and she moved to Oregon a week later. I hated her for it, for not even wanting to even attempt to love me from a distance, yet I still loved her for the past reasons. I recently spent my days walking around in personal thought and didn’t talk to anybody. I ignored my buddies all summer, refusing countless invitations to parties and some offers from girls. I was apparently desired by them now that I was single, but they previously never made any moves on account of my being with Alyssa. I am about 6’1” and fairly well built. My dark brown hair and nicely tanned body gave me an appearance that really fulfilled their wants. After spending a month in California this summer, my body bronzed pretty nicely. I didn’t even really try to look better; I just sat on the beach replaying the unpleasant event with Alyssa in my head over and over again…

These thoughts of my broken heart have been in my head for months. They built up all day, so to keep myself from going insane, I went to the park nearby my house and ran around the track at nights. I hoped it would clear my mind off of Alyssa. These workouts also added to my growing muscular body even more, making the female moonlight-strollers turn their heads. It was a nice feeling, and it did help a bit get my mind off of the constant pain I had in my heart. I was willing to do anything to get rid of the ache, but I had no idea when that relief would come.

I mostly did my running around 8ish, since it was dark enough here where I live. I live in a small town in mid Iowa, where the population is small enough so I had my solitude as I ran through the night. Tonight, however, I was delayed because my parents were going out of town for the next 2 weeks and were leaving tonight around midnight, being that they had a late flight out. I took them out to a late dinner as a goodbye present, (I’m a very nice son I have been told). I still wanted to run though, so as soon as I arrived home, I changed out of my jeans and t-shirt, and pulled on my jogging shorts and shoes. I told my parents I was going out, and they reminded me that they were going to leave in a few minutes. I said my goodbyes, hugged them both, and headed out.

It was nearing midnight, so I was more than positive that I would be the only one in the park tonight, which was a nice thought. I arrived at the park within minutes and looked around to see if my hunch was correct. It wasn’t, as there was a group of perhaps 20 year old college boys around the swings, obviously drunk or stoned or something. I didn’t recognize any of them, so I paid no attention to them as I walked though the park gates. As I walked and did some pre-run stretches, someone caught my eye. Walking towards me, with her head in thought, was a young girl. She looked maybe 18 or 19, being that she was too attractive to be any younger. The thing that stood out more than anything was her fiery red, shoulder-length hair. Even in the midnight darkness, it illuminated her figure like torch in the night. Strangely, I could’ve sworn she was crying. She passed by me hurriedly as if I wasn’t even there, but I didn’t turn back to get a view of her backside. I had running to do.

I reached the track seconds later, and set down my towel and water bottle. I was about to start my first lap when a weird noise filled the night air. It sounded like a scream, so naturally I began looking around in wonder. I heard it a second time, this time even louder than before. I ran back the way I came from, trying to find the source of the terrified scream. As I passed by the swings, I noticed the group of college students was gone. There was a grove of bushes right next to the swings, and I would’ve bet my life that I could hear the screams coming from it. I quickly rushed over and tore my way into the grove. What I saw completely crushed my heart. The cute red-headed girl who passed me moments earlier was pinned on the ground by the group of drunk guys I saw by the swings. The biggest of them, a chubby guy who looked maybe 250 pounds had her arms and head pinned down as the other two began to fondle her tits through her thin shirt. They were laughing and smiling, while she was yelling her head off for help, terrified that they were going to rape her. One of the two guys groping her then grabbed her shirt and tore it completely off her body, exposing her bra-covered breasts. She was kind of pale, but that’s natural for a redhead of course. The black lace bra didn’t help either. But frankly, I could care less about what her skin tone was at the moment. I had to save this poor girl!

I rushed into the grove and grabbed the guy tearing off her shirt. I spun him around and socked him directly in between his eyes. He was done; out cold before he hit the ground. The guy next to him quickly realized what happened and got up. He swung at me with his right fist and made contact on the side of my head. I could barely feel it though; saving this girl was the only thing on my mind. I ignored the pain and threw a right hook of my own and luckily made contact. He was hit in the head as well and toppled over. The 3rd and bigger boy watched me as I continued to pummel his friend and ran off as fast as he could. The 1st guy and the 2nd were now on the ground unconscious. I was done.

I turned to the girl to make sure she was okay. I was breathing hard, out of breath, and began to feel some pain in my head from the blow I took.

“Miss, are you alright?”

She couldn’t say a word, however, she was sobbing way too hard. Her shirt was in shreds, and was sitting there on the ground with just her tiny bra on. I remembered my towel I brought with me to the track and told her to stay here as I ran to get it. I ran as fast as I could back to my stuff, grabbed it, and raced back.

Fortunately, the two guys were still Side Escort out cold, so I decided to assume that it was safe for us there. I wrapped the towel around her shoulders and she pulled it in close. I knelt down and put my hand on her shoulder.
“Are you hurt Miss? Is there anything else I can do?” I asked her, hoping for a reply. If she said something, it would really make me feel a little better. I didn’t know why.

Through sniffles and tears, she attempted to respond, but instead began to cry again. She wrapped her arms around me and sobbed quietly into my chest. I was stunned, I thought that bodily contact with a boy would repulse her more than anything at the moment. I couldn’t do anything but pull her in close and held her as she sobbed. I really didn’t expect this on my nightly run.

After about 10 minutes of this, she looked up at me and wiped her eyes. They were a beautiful emerald green, and through her tears they shined like gems in the moonlight.

“Thank yo-you so much… I th- th- thought that they w-would rape m-me..”

“Its ok, I’m just glad that they didn’t get the chance to. I’m just sorry that I didn’t get here in time to save your shirt…” I smiled at her apologetically.

She looked down at her destroyed blouse and back at me. She let out a small laugh and said, “Oh, its alright…forget a-about it.”

“Would you like it if I walked you home?”

With a sudden look of fear, she looked at me and replied, “No, I can’t go home tonight.”

I was a little confused, but she then asked, “But I’d like it if you walked with me for a bit.”

“I’d be happy to do that.” I said and smiled. She returned the smile and said,

“Can I at least know my hero’s name?”

“My name is Daniel.”

“I’m Kayla.”

I helped her up and adjusted the towel on her shoulders so that they covered her up a bit more. I looked down one last time at the two men on the ground, and we decided to call the police. She pulled out her phone and soon enough, they arrived and took the two away. I put my arm around her and we headed out of the park. As we walked, I learned a little more about Kayla. It turned out that she wasn’t 18 or 19 like I expected, but was only 15. She was in town visiting her dad for the summer. Her mom lived in the city nearby where she lived during the school year; her parents divorced 2 years earlier because her dad was having an affair with the neighbor. She told me more than I expected her to, going into detail about how she had walked in on her dad and the neighbor fucking on the couch as she came home from school. Her dad had saw her walk in, and told her that he’d rape her if she told her mom or anybody else. This sudden threat terrified Kayla, but she told her mom anyways. Her life was turned upside down soon. Kayla’s mom stopped talking to her and began drinking. She was able to hold down a job, but didn’t spend any time whatsoever with her. She instead spent most of her time passed out at home. After her dad had threatened to rape Kayla, the neighbor stopped seeing him and moved away. Kayla, however, had become the next target of her dad. He began to grope her and kiss her randomly when she visited him in the summer. He hadn’t raped her, fortunately, but she was afraid that he would start. She was terrified to go to the police because of what he might do to her in retaliation. It was tonight when he told her that he wanted her to give him a blowjob. She had refused, and quickly ran out of the house, coming to the park to get away from him, not knowing what to do. She did not want to go back home tonight.
I felt so bad for Kayla as I walked with her, listening to her tell me about her life at home. I had to do something to help her get away from her dad for at least the night. Then I remembered that my parents were gone…

“Kayla, I know we just met, but my house is empty for the next couple weeks. If you’d like, you could stay in the spare bedroom for the night at least…”

She stopped, and looked at me hopefully, “Do you mean that?”

“Of course I mean it, why wouldn’t I?”

“Well, if it isn’t a problem for you…”

“Come on, I live just up the next block.”

I smiled and took her by the hand. We started walking to my place in silence. I kept glancing at Kayla, her face was pure red under the moonlight. “Why are you blushing?”

Embarrassed, she turned to me and softly said, “I can’t believe I met someone so sweet…I really don’t know what to say Daniel.”

“You don’t need to say anything, I’m more than happy to help you out.” She threw her arms around me and gave me the tightest hug I’ve ever received. She began crying again, this time out of joy. She began to mumble something softly.

“Thank you so much…” was what I could hear her say over and over again.

We reached my house and I opened the door softly, yelling “Hello??” I needed to make sure my parents were gone; they would never let me have a girl I just met stay the night, especially if she was just in her bra from the waist up. Luckily, they had gone, leaving the house empty. I led Kayla to the kitchen, asking her if she wanted anything to eat or drink. She shook her head and told me that she actually just wanted to talk and learn more about her hero. At this, I smiled and we sat down at the table.

We talked until 4AM. I learned all about her, and she learned all about me. I told her about my life, school, and even Alyssa. As I talked, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I couldn’t really get the best image of her in the midnight sky, but here in the light, she was stunning. She was about 5’3” and was very skinny. She wasn’t so thin that people would think that she is sick, but thin enough that I could’ve guessed she was about 100 pounds or so. Her facial complexion was flawless, not a single pimple anywhere on her shining face. She was a little pale, but she wasn’t ginger like most redheaded girls were. No freckles either. Her breasts looked to be about a 34B or so, pretty small and petite like she was. She was a jaw-dropper.

I learned that she had never had a boyfriend, nor been kissed, which was a shocker for me. By her looks, she could easily get any boy she wanted. It turned out that the boys at her school made fun of her constantly for her being so skinny. In the city where she went to school, most of the girls had a little meat on their bones, and she stood out negatively in the boys’ minds. This led her to become isolated by everyone at school. I didn’t know what to say; Kayla didn’t have anybody in her life that would even show her a glimpse of kindness. Her mom, her dad, and her schoolmates didn’t show her any sign of being a friend. She was alone.

Soon enough, I told Kayla that I needed to head to bed, I was quite tired. She agreed and got up and hugged me.

“Thank you again Daniel,” she said and smiled at me. I showed her to her room and she closed the door. I went to my parents’ room and grabbed a shirt of my mom’s. It was a little too big for Kayla, but it was a shirt. I set it outside of her door, along with a towel in case she wanted to shower in the morning and headed down the hall to my room where I quickly fell asleep.

I awoke to the sun shining in my face, and severe pain in my head. Not the best feeling to wake up to. Memories from the past night soon cleared Manavgat Escort up my mind of why the hell I was so sore. Then I remembered Kayla. I quickly got out of bed and a heavenly aroma filled my nose. I could clearly smell eggs, bacon, and toast cooking downstairs. Mouth-watered and hungry, my first thought was to rush down and chow down. Wait…I don’t want to seem so eager and determined to eat so much in front of Kayla…

Whoa! Where did that thought come from?? I thought to myself. We just met this girl, and in a despicable setting I might add. Why did I think of that…unless… my next thought made me laugh out loud. I couldn’t possible have feelings for her! I just met her! Lets get this out of my mind and go downstairs, I thought to myself and calmly headed downstairs.

“Well, good morning sleepy-head!” Kayla greeted when she saw me enter the kitchen. “You sure slept late!”

I looked at the overhead clock above the stove where she stood and it was 1130 already. Normally I didn’t sleep in so late.

“Oh, wow, I guess I was a bit lazy this morning already.” I replied with a slight grin.

“I hope you don’t mind me making you breakfast, I thought it was the least I could do for you…”

With those words came her blushing once again. She turned back to the stove and continued her cooking. I sat down at the table and just stared at her. I couldn’t help but notice that she had the cutest little butt as I glanced down her backside. It was petite, just like her figure, but it had a little meat on it so that it stood out a bit. I gazed in awe, as it was the most beautiful thing I had seen in a while. The small shape of it through her tight jeans made me slightly drool.

“You enjoying your look Daniel?”

My eyes shot up, but didn’t meet with hers. She was still turned around, facing the stove. How the hell… Kayla giggled and spun around, revealing a big grin.

“I can see you through the mirror above your stove silly!” she said and let out another giggle as she put her hands on her hips. My eyes darted down and I turned almost as red as her ember hair. She could tell I was embarrassed.

“Daniel, I’m just teasing you.” she said as she joined me at the table. “I’m actually flattered. No boy has ever really looked at me like that…” My eyes came back up to meet hers. We stared into each other’s eyes for what seemed like an eternity. Then it just happened. She leaned slightly forward, as did I. Our lips met gently and I shared a very soft and romantic kiss with the girl I had known for about 12 hours. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I couldn’t ever see myself kiss anybody except for Alyssa, but for some reason, kissing Kayla seemed even sweeter and better.

We broke the kiss and stared at each other a bit longer. “Daniel…” she began.

“You don’t need to say anything Kayla.” I cut her off. “I think I feel the same way.” And I meant it.

Her smile widened and I could see her eyes begin to water a bit. “I can’t believe someone is so sweet to me. I didn’t think anybody ever would.” With that, I scooted my chair over to her and wrapped my arms around her. She rested her head on my shoulder and hugged me back. I really couldn’t be happier than at that moment.

We finished breakfast together and I went upstairs to shower. During that kiss, my dick had gotten rock hard, and I needed sweet relief as soon as I could. I couldn’t believe that I may had found love once again. I began to wank as soon as I got in the shower. Normally I thought of Alyssa when I did this, but I couldn’t picture her in my mind this time. All I could think about was sweet Kayla. Sweet, gorgeous, and innocent Kayla. I had fallen in love. My strokes had gotten faster and soon, my love had exploded all over the shower wall. I felt so good. I stepped out of the shower and returned downstairs to meet her.

Over the next week, we were as close as we could possibly with each other. We told each other secrets about ourselves, held hands and cuddled on the couch during movies we watches, and overall, we couldn’t let each other be away from ourselves too long. I truly loved her. She returned home later that first day to grab some changes of clothes. I wanted her to stay with me the entire 2 weeks of my vacation from my parents, and she readily agreed. Luckily, her dad was at work during the day, so she easily got in without any problems. And on top of that, he didn’t seem to notice, or even care that she wasn’t there.
Soon enough, I began to see a sad look in her eyes whenever we were together. It started out only seldom, but soon it was almost every time she saw me. During the night, I heard her crying from her room down the hall. It lasted all night sometimes. I knew why, but I couldn’t say anything to her.
Finally, I had to do something. I couldn’t see her like this any longer, it was killing me. During the movie that night on my couch, I brought it up.

“Kayla…I know that you are going to be going back to your moms in a few weeks, and that we won’t be able to see each other.”

She didn’t look at me as I said it, but I could tell she was beginning to cry a bit. “Also, I know that there is going to be some distance between us, since your mom lives in the city and everything. I want you to be my girlfriend, but with this distance, would you be willing?”

She gasped through a sob and tears dripped down her face. She looked at me and said, “I would want nothing more Daniel. I want to be with you so much, and I am more than willing to work for this to happen. I would travel miles and miles just to see you. You are the sweetest boy that I have ever met, and really…I love you.”

I smiled and returned, “I love you too Kayla.” I leaned in and kissed my new girlfriend. I loved her so much, and I wanted her to feel special. I rubbed my hands up and down her back and pulled her in tighter in our passionate embrace. I kissed her so sweetly and gently. However, I did not expect what happened next.
Kayla slid her hand up my leg and it slowly reached the hard-on growing beneath my jeans. She grasped it gently and began to stroke it. I knew this was her first time ever doing anything like this, so I wanted her to feel good too. I ran my hand down her back, along her leg, and back up. She was wearing a short skirt, which allowed me more of a chance to explore her skin. I ran my hand up her thigh and slowly let it come back down after it went to the base of her skirt. I got more daring each round, as did she. Soon enough, she broke out kiss and looked at me.

“Daniel, I love you. I don’t know how to do any of this though…I mean..with your dick and stuff..”

“It’s alright honey, it makes it special since it’s with you. If you are sure that you are ready for this stuff, I’ll show you how.”

With that, she unbuttoned my jeans and began kissing me again. My tongue entered her mouth and explored inside. I could feel hers in my mouth as well and, though a bit timid, she seemed to enjoy what was happening. I slid my jeans down far enough for my 7 ½ inches to be free from its denim barrier. Kayla looked down at it and said, “Do you want me to suck it?”

“Only if you want to babe. I’m not going to force you to do anything.”

She slowly leaned down and grasped her hand around the base. I walked her through it.

“Use Kumköy Escort your tongue to make circles around the head.” She obliged and followed everything I told her. She used her tongue to make the circles come closer and closer to my shaft. She was making this slower than I thought, teasing me a bit. She engulfed the entire knob in her mouth next and began to move her head up and down. Bobbing in a slow fashion, I could feel every single muscle in my dick melt in bliss and get tenser. Even though this was her first time, I would’ve guessed that she was a master. She began to bob her head a little faster and going down deeper each time. I moaned every time and as it reached further and further down her throat, I was going further and further into heaven.

Unbelievably, she eventually got the entire length in her mouth, and let me thrust a bit in. She gagged a bit, but she seemed confident to make me feel good. My knob was hitting the back of her throat, and she didn’t seem to mind that either. She looked so cute looking up at me with her gorgeous green eyes as she sucked. I reached down and began to fondle her tits though her shirt. Soon enough, she quickly stopped sucking and took it off, revealing that she didn’t have a bra on. Her tits were gorgeous. A bit small, but I had always liked them smaller. Her tiny pink nipples were standing upright and hard as ever. I circled each with my fingers and pinched them slightly as she continued blowing me. Eventually, I got a familiar feeling in my balls.

“Kayla…I’m..I’m gonna cummmmmm….”

She didn’t miss a beat and began to bob faster and suck harder. I rubbed her tits faster and took each in a hand and caressed them gently. She let out a moan, and since my dick was in her mouth, that did it for me. Spurt after spurt shot out like a cannon. The first went straight down her throat. She pulled it out of her mouth and let the second, third, and fourth cover her face. The next two, then landed on her tits, while the 7th and final one gained power and shot right into her mouth.

Kayla, the girl I barely knew, was drenched in my cum. She stood up and looked at me in the eyes. I saw her bottom lip move slightly, she stared at into my eyes as she swallowed the cum in her mouth. She then licked her lips and showed me her angelic smile once again. “Wow, that tasted better than I expected,” she said, and laughed a bit. I laughed a bit and replied,

“Well I wouldn’t know.” I gave her a sensual look and said, “I guess it’s your turn, huh, babe?”

“You would do that for me?” Her eyes lit up a bit and her smile gleamed. “I thought guys thought that was disgusting to do..”

“I would do anything for you babe, especially after what you just did for me.”

She picked her shirt up off of the floor and wiped the cum off of her face and chest. Tossing it back down onto the ground, she walked over to me shyly. I took her in a soft embrace and kissed her lips softly. We sat back down on the couch and reached my hand down to cup her tit again. I began massaging her breast with my hand slowly, using every part of my hand, palm, fingertips, to caress her delicately. I looked down at what I was doing. Her areolas, bright pink, were beautiful, like her. I laid her down on the couch and I slid off, only lay down gently on top of her kissing her. I began kissing her neck and shoulders, moving further down with each one I planted. I then made my move.

Reaching her tits, I took her left, hard-as-diamond nipple in my mouth and sucked slightly. This made her jump with surprise.

“Oh Daniel…that feels so gooooddd…”

I ran my tongue around her nipple softly and moved my hand up to caress her other tit. I could tell how turned on she was getting, because she moved her hand down to her holiest place: her sweet pussy. She was about to slide her hand inside her jeans when she stopped. I knew what she wanted. I reached down and slid off her jeans in one slow motion, my mouth never leaving her tits. I had switched over to her right nipple, it now in my mouth and I was suckling gently. She was going to remember this.

She had on a bright pink panty, not a thong, to no surprise, but it didn’t matter. I took hold of the waistband and slid them down. I now had a glorious view of her pussy, however, to my liking, I was graced with a grand surprise.

“You shave?!”

“I did last night Daniel. I have wanted to be with you like this, and I thought that if I did this, you’d be happy. I want everything to be perfect.”

“You have been planning to do this with me, haven’t you?”

She winked at me and replied yes, and that she wanted me to give her first orgasm. I went back down and began my work. She had the most perfect little pussy imaginable. It was small and petite, like her, and being hairless, it looked younger than it really was. It was also untouched, never seen to another person. I moved my mouth down lower and lower, kissing her stomach, and thighs and finally reaching her vagina. I spread her lips apart softly with my tongue, caressing each one delicately and on its own. Kayla let out a squeal of glee and bucked her hips a bit. I gently sucked on each lip and circled her whole pussy with my tongue. Her pussy began to leak from the slickness that made it soaking wet. I then stuck my tongue deep into her love canal and her sweetness overflowed my mouth. Alyssa was in no comparison to how Kayla tasted.

As my lips sucked on her pussy, I was able to stick a finger into her canal. Kayla let out a yell of bliss and pushed my head in between her legs, locking it in place. I slowly moved my finger in and out, being extra careful due to her being a virgin. However, she seemed to enjoy it so much, I added a second finger and moved faster. I received another squeal of approval and an even bigger reaction of happiness from her.
Her hips began to thrust into my face. I was giving her the time of her life. I moved my tongue into her pussy a bit further and spread her outer labia with my lips. Moving my tongue in and out and then up her slit, I was in heaven. Her virgin pussy was so pink and beautiful; I was surprised that I didn’t cum right there myself, just at the sight of it. Kayla let out a giant moan of ecstasy and pleasure. She was furiously rubbing her slit with her fingers and moaning. “Oh Daniel….” She panted. I knew this was the time. Taking hold of her hand, I moved it above her clit and latched onto her love bud with my mouth. Kayla literally screamed out in pleasure as she received her very first orgasm. I could feel her body shake and pulse constantly. It must have lasted 30 seconds at least. Her delicious juices rushed into my mouth and I sucked them all up, not letting go of her clit. “Daniel!!!! Oh my god!!!!” Her body went limp.

I looked up at her and let go. Her heavy breathing was still not settled, but I could tell she was calming down a bit. I got up on the couch laid down next to her, taking in the moment of the blissful day we just shared together.

Kayla opened her eyes, to see mine gazing into hers. She smiled and planted a big kiss on my lips.

“I love you so much. I didn’t expect my first to feel that strong. That was incredible!”

“I love you too Kayla. You make me so happy.”

“Can I tell you something?”

“Of course, Kayla. What is it?”

“I’m glad that I was almost raped that night. If not for that, I would’ve never met you.”

I smiled at her and pressed my lips up against hers. We let our tongues dance with each other and I could tell, I would never be happier with another girl. We fell asleep together, right there on the couch, in each others arms.

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Awesome Mom
Part 1

My experience all started when I was 16. Let me give you some background on my parents first. Both were from the same state on the East coast but never met until some years later. They both attended a Division A College in the Mid-West. My dad played football and mom played volleyball. My dad stood 6″‘3″, 250 lbs with dark hair and played tight end. My mom was 6’, 150 lbs with blonde hair. Both could have been models. They met during their junior year and dated till the end of senior year when my mom got pregnant with me. Five years later my brother was born. My mom was only 21 at the time and my dad was 22.

They stayed in the Mid-West because my dad never made pro but received a degree in engineering and got a great job from an Alumni of the school. My mom received her degree in education and taught grammar school during the school year and played on a beach volleyball league during the summer. I travelled a lot with my mom during this time until my brother was born. My mom would later take my brother and me until he was three and my mom was then 29 years old. My dad worked through the summer and we would travel with my mother and one of her friends who would watch us. When I was six I remember hearing noise coming from the bed next to me with my mom and her friend. My brother was still in a folding play pen. I was scared because I thought she was in pain, It was years later when I was in high school that I realized she had sex with her friend right there in the bed next to me. After mom retired from playing, she just taught school and we would hang out all summer by the lake with a few of her different friends.

When I was 16 I was the starting quarterback for the junior varsity at my High School. During my sophomore year I took my team to an undefeated record. I thank my mom and dad for my great genes. I was 6′ and 190 lbs when I was 16 and had an arm like a cannon. My dad taught me a great work out regiment and would work out with me every morning before school. This kept my body in prime condition. He also taught me never to commit to any girls through high school and college. He said just use them for sex and move on to the next one. What a guy. The night before Thanksgiving I played my last JV game and took my team to their first division title. However, on the last series of downs I slipped while dropping back for a pass and pulled my groin. I came out of the game for the last two minutes, but we won anyway.

That night when I got home I was icing my groin and then would apply heat. My dad was down stairs and my mom came to my room to check on me. My mom said she had done this numerous times and knew a great way to massage the pulled muscle. I was embarrassed as my mom pulled down my shorts and asked me to open my legs. I said “mom, no, I don’t want you touching me there”. My mom just smiled and said, “You know how many times I’ve done this for your father”. I looked into my mothers blue eyes and then down to her breasts. She was wearing a low cut sweater and her 36 D cups were standing at attention. When my mom grabbed my groin next to my balls, I had to look away to avoid getting a hard on, it didn’t work. My dick popped up past the waistband of my boxers. I looked down and felt the Side Escort warmth of my mother’s hands and her excellent skill at massaging.

I noticed that my mother never looked up at me and kept staring at my crotch. I apologized for the hard on, but she shrugged it off and stated it happened to my dad too. Then she blew my mind when she said she thought I was bigger than my dad. I became red in the face and she began to giggle. I lay back on my pillow and closed my eyes. That’s when I felt her thumb brush against the head of my cock. At first it was just one pass, then another a minute later. Pre cum started to form at the tip of my cock. I was now staring down at what mom was doing and she finally looked up at me and said, “It’s nice to have someone get excited over my touch again”. I thought, oh no there must be trouble in paradise. Mom looked back down and ran her thumb over my pre cum and began to stroke my cock with more frequency. “I know what will make you fell better baby”. Do you want mommy to help you out”. How could I say no? “Sure” I said and mom pulled at my waistband until my boxers were around my thighs. Mom got up and locked my door. I asked her what about dad and my brother, she said dad was watching a movie and wouldn’t be up for a while and my brother fell asleep on the couch.

I looked at this awesome woman standing before me. I never looked at my mom in a sexy way, but I did now. She was gorgeous. She had long blonde hair, nice firm breasts and a fantastic ass. She was wearing jeans and a low cut sweater. She had just finished preparing food for Thanksgiving but still smelled like her perfume. As she walked over to the bed, she said I played a great game and deserved a little reward. She knew the speech my dad gave me about girls and also knew I had not been with one all season. The girls in school knew my act and unless they just wanted to get laid, which most did, they knew I wouldn’t date them, just fuck them and move on. My cock was rock hard and I thought I was in a dream. I couldn’t believe my mom was doing this; she was always so straight with us. I later found out that she was slut in college and with girls too. Mom sat next to me on the bed and began to stroke my cock. She was a pro. I thought I would cum any second, but mom knew how to hold me off. While she was stroking my cock, she said “please don’t think of me as a bad mother, it’s just that I wanted to held out your pulled muscle, but once I saw your cock I couldn’t help myself”. Your dad doesn’t get that turned on by me anymore”. “I think he’s having an affair anyway”. She almost blew my mind. What the fuck, I thought they were the perfect couple. I figured what the hell now so I asked my mom, “Can I see your tits”? Mom didn’t hesitate; she pulled her sweater over her head and unclipped her bra. Her tits were perfect. I reached out and began to stroke her nipples.

She began to talk dirty which also blew my mind. I never heard my mom curse before. She said “yeah, grab my nipples baby it’s been so long, pull on them hard, fuck yeah”. When I did she began to stroke faster and with a purpose. That’s all it took. Mom felt my body tense and I said I was coming. Mom leaned over and jerked me off Manavgat Escort all over her tits. I couldn’t believe how much I came. My cum dripped off her tits and onto my thighs. Mom began to rub my cum all over her tits. She took one of my tee shirts off the floor and wiped her tits, placed her sweater back on and said how my groin was now. I said it couldn’t be better.

The next day was Thanksgiving and it was just us and a neighbor who had no family. All of my Uncles, Aunts and cousins were back east. Like I said my parents stayed in the mid-west after college. We had a lot of friends, but no family. I couldn’t get my mind off of my experience with mom the night before. After dinner our neighbor and dad fell asleep on the couch before desert. My brother was in the basement locked on his usual video games. I approached my mom in the kitchen she was wearing a long skirt and sweater. She looked so hot to me all of the sudden. She was the ultimate MILF. I asked her if she was ok with what happened last night. She looked at me and apologized and began to cry. She thought she just fucked me up for life and that I would be in therapy for life. I said no way. It was kind of funny, but when she was jerking me off I told her I didn’t look at her like my mother, but as a gorgeous older woman who I wanted to fuck also. Mom stopped for a second and said we needed to talk. We went upstairs to my room and she closed the door. She said that she has been with many men in college but never cheated on him with a man after marriage. She was bi sexual and had numerous affairs with women after marriage. The way she saw it women weren’t cheating. She usually picked up girls from college who she met while playing on the beach volleyball circuit. That explained the noises I heard coming from her bed in the hotel room when I was six. Anyway, when she played volleyball in high school, almost all the girls were gay and she had a few experiences and liked it. But she also liked boys too much to be totally gay. So after marriage she found sexual exploration with women instead of men and felt it only natural and that it didn’t feel like cheating on my dad. That was until last night. She said she had no intention of jerking me off or having any thoughts prior to seeing my cock. After she saw my cock getting hard she couldn’t control herself. Then she looked at me and said she has been thinking about it all day. She began to cry again and said she was such a bad mother. I hugged her and told her no, in fact I think you’re the best mother in the world and if she wanted, I would show her my cock again.

She laughed and said no that what happened last night was enough. I figured she was being nice and knew what we did was wrong, but still wanted more. I stood up from the bed and dropped my pants, leaving my cock standing at attention right before her eyes. I looked at her and stated, “I know you want to, and I want you to also”. Mom looked and me and said “what do you want me to do”? I began stroking my cock and stepped forward and said “suck it”. Mom grabbed my cock and said “you really don’t think I’m a bad mother for this do you”? I said no and that all I wanted to do was please her and make her happy. Mom took Kumköy Escort my cock and placed it in her mouth. She started off slow and soft, gently stroking me as she sucked my cock. Mom pulled my cock out of her mouth and said, “oh God I’m going to hell, I love this so much, your cock tastes so nice, I want to make you cum baby” I grabbed the back of moms hair and began to pull on it. She pulled my cock out and said” that’s it baby, pull mommies hair, and pull it hard”. I began to move my hips forward and back, fucking mom’s mouth. Mom began to give me a sloppy wet blow job and was letting the saliva drip off my cock. It was on her hand, face and dripping on the floor. It was the most incredible blow job I ever had. I knew I was about to cum, so I pulled out of her mouth. Mom seemed disappointed when I did that. She looked up at me with a quizzical look. I said “I want to see you pussy mom, I saw your tits last night”. Mom stood up and began to undo her skirt. She looked at me and said “I’m such a slut doing this for my oldest son, but I can’t help myself, you’re too sexy and I’m so fucking horny”.

Her skirt fell to the floor and she wasn’t wearing any underwear. She said she masturbated twice last night and once in the bathroom before dinner, thinking about my cock. I reached my hand between her legs and touched her cunt. It was dripping wet. I inserted my finger into her cunt and she began to moan. My middle finger began to fuck her pussy in and out. Mom’s legs began to buckle and she placed her hand on my shoulder. I grabbed her waist with my other hand and pulled her close. I found her clit and began to rub it with vigor. Mom’s forehead was against mine, so I tilted her head and began to French kiss my mother. Our tongues were in perfect harmony and moved as if we were lovers for years. She moaned in my mouth and grabbed my head with both hands as she began to cum. “That’s it baby I’m Cumming, your making mommy cum, don’t stop”. With that she exploded on my hand. I wouldn’t call it squirting, but she was releasing cum and it was drenching my hand. I held her so she wouldn’t fall and laid her back on the bed. I knew what I was thankful for that day.

As mom lay on the bed catching her breath I grabbed her and slid her up on the bed. I was between her legs and all of the sudden mom stopped me and said “no, we can’t fuck”. Fucking is incest, what we did wasn’t incest, but if you fuck me it will be”. I liked the way she thought, but she knew it was incest already, she was just trying to justify us not fucking, and I didn’t listen. I had to have her and I had to cum right there. I grabbed my cock and slipped in right into her pussy. She threw her head back, placed her hands over her face and just said “oh my god”. I began to pound away with all my might. Mom laid there lifting her ass to meet my every stroke. After about five minutes I was about to cum. I told my mom and she asked not to cum inside her and to pull out. As I pulled out she slid between my legs and swallowed my cock. Mom sucked every last drop of my cum and we both laid there spent. We quickly got dressed and had one last kiss before returning to the family room. Dad and our neighbor had just woken up and mom said, “Anyone ready for desert”? They both said yes and she called down stairs for my little brother. I said I was ready for desert and mom knew just what I meant, when dad walked in the dinning room, mom looked at me and said I have some desert for you later, and walked into the kitchen.

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My first time having sex in a public area. I have always wanted to do it, but you know, I just have not found the right girl to do it with. Well the sophomore year of my college semester, I found that girl in a very unusual place. I have been attending the local college for one reason and one reason only, MONEY, I grew up in a good family, my parents just didnt have the money to send 4 kids to college on their own, so there I was, left with one choice, go to the local university and work my ass off, dont get me wrong, this is a University, not some 2 year college, but you get the point. I guess I should describe myself a little bit, I’m your average dude, I’m 5’11, in pretty good shape, Brown hair, blue eyes, and overall a pretty good-looking guy. I never had trouble with girls in high school considering I was part of the “in” crowd and I was really outgoing.
So there I was, first day of my sophomore year, I was in my Econ class sitting alone in the back as usual, when a pleasant surprise walked into the class. Kristy, a girl I knew from high school came strolling in looking for a place to sit. “Hey, Kristy.” I said waving her down, she flashed a smile that could make any mans heart melt, and walked to the back, “Hey Drew, I’m glad youre in this class, I feel like I dont know anyone in any of my classes.” I replied, “Yeah I know, same here, well at least we have one class together, do you done after this one?”
“Nope, got one more, Marketing I think.” she replied. “No kidding, me too, well I guess were lucky we have two classes together.” I replied smiling as the teacher walked in and began lecturing. I have had this professor before, and I know from experience that he is a huge hard ass and his classes are incredibly hard. At least I had Kristy to look forward to for this class. But I guess I am getting ahead of myself, let me describe Kristy and you will understand why I would look forward to this class. First, she has an awesome personality, I know what you are thinking, oh shit, she must be some chubby girl with glasses, wrong. Kristy, is gorgeous, and that doesnt even do her justice, a perfect 10 in my eyes no doubt. She is about five feet and one inches tall and couldnt break 100 pounds soaking wet, and no she is not just skin and bones, she is incredibly fit, I mean tight toned stomach, the only reason I know is because we used to party at the beach together in high school. Now I get to the good stuff, she has brown curly hair, blue eyes, smooth lightly tanned skin, and to top it off, every boys wet dream body. Very nice hips that was followed by an incredibly tight and toned bubble butt, and thats not all, to top it off, a very nice set of tits, a C cup at most but incredibly perky, and to set it all off, a pearly white smile and lips that were just begging for you to put your dick between them. To say the least, I was obsessed with her looks, but like I said she also had an awesome personality, I mean we could about anything, she is very sweet, nice, and the farthest from stuck-up I have ever met, surprisingly so because she came from a very well off family. But lets get back to the story.

Fast forward 4 weeks and me and Kristy were hitting it off great, to bad her grade in Economics wasn’t doing as well as our relationship. Now Marketing was a different story, it was a blow off class that we could miss every time and still pass so we had no worries. I was doing very well in Economics so far, with our first text coming up at the next class I took advantage of the opportunity to ask Kristy if she wanted to study together, as the teacher dismissed us I asked, “Hey, wanna try to get together this weekend and study a little bit for the exam, you know you need me” I had the cockiest smile on my face that I could possibly pull off. She gave me a whatever look and said, “You know what Mr. Drew, you keep that attitude up and you may have to find someone else to sit with, but yes I would like your help, let me talk to Brad after class and make sure he doesnt have anything planned for my birthday weekend, but you know him, he probably forgot it was even my birthday this weekend.” Shit, well I guess that makes two of us, at least I was not her boyfriend forgetting about her birthday though. “Ok Krist, well I’m ditching Marketing and going home, just let me know what he says.” We said our goodbyes and I went home and patiently waited for her text, okay, by patiently I mean, checking my phone every 5 minutes begging for something to show up on my screen, when at 9 o’clock that night, I received this text, ‘Brad forgot.’ and that was it. So there I was, with a dilemma, there were two ways I could respond, and one way would definitely through Side Escort me into the friend-zone, but to be honest, I liked Kristy, I could take advantage of this so I responded, ‘I’m sorry :(. everything ok?’ I was kicking myself as soon as I said it. Here I go again, putting myself into the friendzone without even giving the girl a chance to do it herself. I quick response from Kristy brought be back from my pity-party, ‘It is now, we broke up and to be honest, I’m glad, I’ll be ok, but hows Saturday night at my apartment sound?’ At this point I didnt know what to think so I just responded with, ‘Yeah, sounds good, I’ll be there at 8.’
Saturday night came around and I was getting ready to head over to Kristy’s. So many decisions to make, what clothes to wear, should I wear cologne? Well I decided on a slight spray of my cologne and just some comfortable shorts and a t-shirt. I grabbed my backpack and headed over to her apartment which was about 15 minutes away. I texted her, letting her know that I had arrived and about 30 seconds later I saw Kristy waving and smiling at the entrance of her apartment building. I grabbed my bag and hurried into her building. I couldnt keep my eyes off of her incredible ass as I followed her up the stairs, too bad we only had three flights of stairs to travel. We walked into her apartment and to my surprise, it was moderately middle-class, dont get me wrong, I was not expecting persian rugs and what not, but I wasnt expecting this. It was just your average apartment, living room, kitchen, bathroom and bedroom.
“Where we gonna do this thing?” I asked, trying to find a place to put down my bag. She replied, “At the kitchen table, hey you want a beer? Brad left all of his PBR in his fridge and I can’t stand the taste of it so it’s all yours if you want.” I smiled, what a douche I thought, “Sure, you got any sour milk I could wash it down with.” Me-one, Brad-zero.
“Hey now, I cant stand it either but if you really dont want one, I guess I could dip into my secret stash of goodies.” And with that she brought out a 6 pack of Blue Moon, my favorite beer. “No shit, please tell me you have more than 6, that stuff goes down like water, its my favorite.” Turns out my Saturday night would not be so boring after all. “I do, but lets save the rest for celebration of after we study Mr. Drew.” There she goes again, calling me Mr. Drew, is she flirting? Am I missing something? She handed me my beer and we started drinking. Four beers to me and two to her and we were hardly getting any studying done. “Gosh I hate this stuff.” Kristy complained and put her head down on the table. “I agree, I dont know about you, but I could use a break, lets watch some tv.” We left the dining room and walked into the attached living room. There was a large couch, a love seat and a recliner in the room, I chose to sit in the recliner and propped the foot rest up. Kristy brought out a bottle of wine and two glasses and said, “It’s either this or the PBR.” I nodded my head in acceptance and she poured me a glass of wine, my head at this point was starting to fog over, I was a beginning to feel the beer hit me. “I say we watch a movie.” she set her glass down on the coffee table and walked to the tv and bent down. When I mean bend down I mean bend down, she didnt squat, which is what anyone would do in this situation, and I was glad she didnt, I had a full on view of her magnificent ass. The tight yoga pants were not helping my situation, I felt myself begin to get hard. As she reached into the back of her entertainment center her t-shirt rode up her back and gave me a slight view of the THONG she was wearing. Welp, full hard on has been achieved. “How’s ‘Insidious’ sound?” she asked whipping her head around, she went into full smile and said, “I doubt you even care, but uhm, Mr. Drew, you are in my seat.” I replied smugly, “Oh am I?” laughing as I spoke. “Yes indeed you are Mr. Drew, now you better move your butt or I am gonna have to beat your butt out of my seat.” She put the movie into her DVD player and ran over to the seat and jumped directly onto my full on rager. I was in shock, she was in shock, my face turned bright red. She jumped off, and I quickly stood up, grabbed my books and my bag and quickly left without even waiting for her response.
As I drove away I cursed myself, you idiot Drew, you blew it, fuck me fuck me fuck me. How can I even face her after that, I sped home and walked into my room, dropped my books on my desk and dropped into bed. I was thanking god for the alcohol because without it, there was no way I would be able to sleep that night. I awoke Sunday feeling alright except Manavgat Escort for the fact that I was dreading going into class on Monday. But it was test day, and I had no choice, I passed the day studying and avoiding any human contact whatsoever. Sunday night I slept sporadically and awoke startled, I glanced at my clock, shit I thought, my alarm had not gone off, it was 850 and my class started at 915, with a 20 minute drive to campus I knew I would be cutting it close. I got to the school parking lot at 913 and walked briskly to class, it was 916 as I walked into the class, the professor was handing out the tests as I grabbed my seat next to Kristy. Well, at least I didn’t have to talk to her right away. I guess being late turned out to be a good thing. Halfway through the test I realized that it was incredibly hard. This was definitely going to go down to the end of the time allowed. I looked up at the clock, 10:00 it read, the class ended at 10:30. I should be okay I thought. One by one, kids started to file out of the class. 10:28, one problem left for me, and Kristy had just finished, I took my time hoping she wouldnt wait outside for me. I answered the problem and walked the test up to the professor as the clock hit 10:30. “Thanks Professor, see ya next class.” He mumbled something and I walked out of the class.
And to my horror, Kristy was waiting there. Fuck fuck fuck. “Hey, uhh Drew, how’d you do?” she asked, clearly fumbling for words. I smiled, she smiled, and the tension went away. “Beats me, you?” I asked. “Ehh, pretty good I think, thanks to you of course.” We started heading to class and began the descent into the basement of the building where our next class was located. We never went straight to class, we usually walked around the square hallway of the building and just chatted, we did the same today. 10:44 and we started to enter the class, except there was no one in it. Clearly it was canceled. If we ever went to class we would know this shit. I joked about it telling her that she needed to start going to class she responded, “Yeah, I’m the one, when was the last time you went to all of your classes in a day.” Busted I thought, oh well I guess.
Most of the tension had went away as we navigated our way to the stairs. The hallway was empty and there werent very many classes in the basement, to be honest, I bet we were the only ones down there at the time. As we walked I stopped by the bathroom to get a drink of water from the fountain, as I bent down I stopped, and said, “Uhh, I think we should uhh, talk about what happened.” I mumbled as I started to drink from the fountain. I took a long drink trying to gain composure and begged my face to lose the red. “Yeah, uhm maybe we should.” She said, as I stood up and leaned against the bathroom wall. “It’s all my fault, I’m so sorry, its just, your so gosh darn beautiful and all, and the alcohol didnt help and you know I’m really sorry, lets just forget about it please.” All she did was smile and say, “You know, you should have stayed, I was just surprised, it didnt bother me one bit.” Holy shit, did she say what I think she said. “Oh really?” I replied I was dumbfounded. I started to walk away when I felt a tug on my arm as she dragged me into the restroom.
“Kristy, what are” I didnt finish my sentence, she pulled me into a kiss. I picked her up, she wrapped her legs around me as I cradled her soft ass. I put her against the wall as we went at it, our tongues dancing with one another. She moaned as I massaged her ass. I let her down, and pushed her by her shoulder back against the concrete wall, I began to kiss her neck and breathe hot air into her ear. “Ughhh, Drew.” she moaned. Our breathes were heavy as I stripped her of her shirt, leaving nothing on but a pink lacy bra. My hands moved to her breast as I began to play with them, she threw her head back as I did so. Gosh this is fucking hot. I was already hard when she grabbed my dick and fished it out of my shorts. She slowly began to jerk me off. I took of her bra and took a nipple in my mouth and began to slightly nibble on it. With each pinch, she moaned. “Drew, you have no idea how long I have wanted this.” I replied, “You have no idea how many times I have dreamed of this.” I turned her around and allowed her to rub her amazing ass to rub up against my dick.
This girl really knew how to get a guy going. I could clearly tell she was fighting to be the dominant one, but there was no way in hell I would let her fuck me after how many times I had dreamed of me fucking her. I backed away slightly, wound up and slapped her ass. She moaned in pleasure. “Ohhhh, you bad boy.” Kumköy Escort I slapped her ass again. I dropped down to one knee and slowly pulled her pants down, revealing the sexiest dark blue lace thong I had ever seen. Her ass cheeks had completely swallowed it. I slapped her ass again, this time harder. She moaned loudly, I put my hand over my mouth and said, “You better be quiet, or someones gonna come investigate.” She turned her head, smiled and responded, “I cant promise anything.”
I turned her around, pushed her thong aside, and took in the most beautiful pussy I had ever seen. It was tight, incredibly tight from what I could see, and her pubic mound had just a slight landing patch of hair. I was in heaven, I dove right in, my tongue expertly around her delicious pussy. She tasted amazing and smelled even better. “Ughhh Drew, gosh, no one has ever done this, OHHHH MY GOSHHH.” she nearly screamed as her body shook with an orgasm. I continued my assault on her, slowly inserting my index finger into her pussy, and encircling her ass hole with my pinky. She continued moaning and cursing my name. I stuck my pinky finger into her ass hole, her body began to shake yet again, this time, after her orgasm she collapsed. She was exhausted already, “Drew, your fucking amazing.” I replied laughingly, “You aint seen nothing yet, its my turn.” I lifted her to her knees. She understood, she grabbed my 8 inch dick and swirled her tongue around the tip of the head of my dick. This time, it was me moaning and cursing her name. She engulfed my dick, taking nearly 6 inches as it slid down the back of her throat. I grabbed her hair, and pulled, causing her to moan, sending vibrations up and down my dick and she pulled it out of her mouth. She smiled as she lifted it up, and licked from the bottom of my balls all the way back to the tip, and engulfed it again. A few more minutes of this and I dont think I could last much longer. “Kristy, it feels so damn good.” She continued to bob up and down on my dick. It was the normal dry blowjob that I was used to, she left just the right amount of saliva all over my cock. This was definitely the best blowjob I had ever received. Just when I thought it couldnt get any better, Kristy pulled off of my dick and said, “Fuck my face.” I was shocked but did as I was told. I grabbed a handful of her hair, and slowly started rocking my dick in and out of her mouth. I sped up, my orgasm was building, “Kristy, I’m about to cum.” She took control, grabbed my ass cheeks and began forcefully shoving my dick in and out of her throat. I stopped breathing as it came over me, I shot 7 or 8 forceful loads down her throat. As I finished I realized that I had not yet gotten soft. “Mhmmm, you taste much better than Brad, and a lot bigger, now how about you fuck the shit out of me.” We headed to the large handicap stall, realizing if anyone walked in, they were definitely see us. As I shut the door of the stall and turned around, I saw she had already taken a hold of the hand rail and arched her back, allowing me a perfect view of her ass. “You just gonna stare? Or are you gonna Fuck my tight little pussy?” I responded with slap of her ass, “Is that all you got? I want it harder.” I wound up, and slapped her ass hard, it bounced up and down as I did so, she moaned loudly. I lined my dick up, and slowly began to push my dick into her pussy.
It was insanely tight, but slowly, inch by inch, moan by moan, my dick slid all the way into her pussy. I had bottomed out as I began to slowly fuck her. “Fuck me HARDER!” she demanded. I grabbed her by her throat and whispered into her ear, “Listen, you little slut, I make the orders, not you.” She responded, “Oh you bad boy. Please, Fuck me hard Drew.” I started to speed up slowly, ramming my dick in and out of her pussy. She was incredibly wet. As I gained speed, she moaned louder and louder. “So good, Fuck, so good.” she exclaimed. I was beginning to feel an orgasm come. “Kristy, I think I am going to cum.”
“Me too, your so big Drew, fuck me harder.” I grabbed her hips and rammed my dick and out of her tight pussy as fast and as hard as I could. “Kristttttyyyy, I’m going to cum.”
“I want you to cum inside me Drewwwwwww.” She moaned, as she started her orgasm, her pussy squeezed my dick and I was done for, we were both cumming at the same time. I shot my load into her soaked pussy. After we both came down from our orgasms we just sat there, my dick still inside of her.
The days events had completely jumbled my mind, but nothing could prepare me for what happened next. We both froze as we heard the door open. I swear I held my breath as the woman opened the stall and began to pee. I didnt start breathing again until she had left the bathroom.
“Fuck that was close, we need to go.” I told Kristy.
“I agree, but hey do you work today?” she asked me. “No, why?” I replied.
“I could use some study help today.” she smiled devilishly.
Part two is on the way.

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My name is Passion, not the real name of mine, but it will do for this story. About three years ago I was traveling in North America, near the American-Canadian border where a small motel was found. Just one of these quaint little places found off the highway; that is high in the forested mountains, with a shop, diner, and a few rooms.

With this being late in the off season of travel, and it snowing up a storm! This was the first time I have seen or even touched snow in my life! I got stuck there at the motel for several days, and struck up a friendship with one of the workers, a lady by the name of Hopakaia.

Hopakaia lives at the motel, working in the gift shop and doing the various odd jobs of cleaning, laundry, and the like about the place. She also does some fortune telling for the guests who are interested in that thing. After her day was done, I was invited to her small apartment at the back of the place, where she offered a free demonstration of her abilities.

She did a few readings of my palm lines, in regards to such matters of how my life and family have gone so far, and did so with a stunning degree of accuracy. I and my family have always held that our fates are all pre-ordained, unknowable, but to a handful of people…and it looked like Hopakaia is one of them.

“You know Hopakaia, the future is already ordained for all of us, what the readers say is already meant to happen, and it shall happen.”

This caught her curiosity and made her pause for awhile as she sipped her coffee. Now I was drinking tea mixed with a strong whisky, some kind of home made stuff from what she said. The coffee drunk here in America is far too weak for my liking, more like drinking flavored water than real coffee; I like it strong enough that the spoon used stands up in it, before dissolving away.

“So, let me see if I have this strait, no matter what the future is shown to be, you will do it, because that is what will happen anyways, even if you don’t want to?” The look of curiosity and interest on her face were genuine. It was nice to share ones culture and beliefs with another person.

“Yup, that is the way it works. You cannot fight your fate, and like it or not, that is what will happen to you.” She went to get more tea and coffee, asking if I would like more of the whisky with it.

“Delighted to, its delicious when mixed together.”

I went quiet for a bit, thinking that there may be something she could do. “Can you do a reading of how my future in love and other things will turn out? Especially here in the Americas?”

This caused a peculiar smirk to cross her face, and seemed her eyes danced with an inner light. I just assumed at the time that meant she understood, and has a glimmer of my future fate.

“How do you mean by ‘other things’ in the way of love?” She was smiling slightly, hands cupping her chin, and a look of mischief growing; indicating she understood but was going to drag it out of me before doing anything.

“Just other things…” Now I started to feel a flush gaining on my cheeks and neck. Hopakaia grinned and nodded for me to continue speaking, relishing every moment of my total embarrassment. “I mean…will there be another one in my life…or more precisely…”

“Precisely as to what, this vagueness is not helping me in determining casibom güncel giriş your fate.”

Finally I just took a deep breath, and spoke to her. “More precisely…will I be in bed with someone at the time. You know – me naked, legs apart, and the bed shaking to pieces as we get it on with each other.”

Her giggles were soon joined by mine, as the tension broke between the two of us. I explained much about the ways and customs of my homeland; and about the restrictions of the law on sexuality. I did not have to tell her that I have never been with anyone before; she pretty well figured it out on her own.

“So that is the problem eh? Tell you what let me fill you in on the way it really happens here in the states.” For the next ten minutes or so, she went into rather extensive and vivid accounts of sexual matters in the land. With another cup of tea in my hands, she told stories from her own, apparently very extensive experience, in such matters.

She excused herself for a couple of minutes, returning with a deck of fortune reading cards. “I normally would not use these just for anyone, they are very old, seven generations to be precise, and always tell what the future will be to a flawless degree.”

Understanding the compliment she was giving me, and the unspoken question asked I nodded my head for her to do a reading of my fate. “What will be will be, so let it be done in all things to come.”

The cards were laid out one at a time, with various types of patterns and pictures detailed on them. She started to tell me of their combined meanings, and with each word my interest and hope grew…

“In answer to your questions Passion, yes there will be a romance for you while in America.” She tapped a card that had many hearts upon it, situated next to a card with men and women intertwined.

“There will be a time of great love-making, and it will be in a most unexpected manner. Not violent, just sudden and intense for the encounter.” Now THAT got my attention, and I could feel the heat of desire and expectation rising in me. It felt strange, giddy, and sweet all at the same time, not what I had expected to happen.

“This card tells when, the twin moons indicate it will be at this night; most likely someone here at the motel. But then again, who knows for sure. Let’s look for some clues as to who it is…if you wish to continue.”

I nodded at her and waved my hand for her to hurry up and show who I will be with. Oh man! I was thinking. This is actually going to happen! And it will be this very night at the motel! My attention returned to her cards, as she set the next ones out.

“Interesting…green eyes, brown hair…interesting mix of traits for an exotic lover, or perhaps I should say lover’s as in more than one? Hmm, lets see now, the cards indicate that there indeed will be more than one tonight.”

She looked at me knowingly, and I blushed deeper than before, the interest building up in myself like a fire in its sheer intensity. “Lucky you, getting laid more than once in a night. Not many women can claim such an achievement even in the states.”

Her eyes drifted across my body, as if searching for some kind of hidden message or flaws. Instead of it making me nervous, it felt good for some strange reason. Eyes locked on my face, casibom giriş she declared “I can see you are definitely in the mood tonight Passion.”

When I asked her how she could tell, she pointed down at the front o my t-shirt, where the nipples of my breasts are as erect as anything. Not having bothered to wear a bra this night, I was embarrassed by how my body was acting. This set Hopakaia off into major giggling, deepening my own blush that much more.

“Now to the matter at hand, according to the cards, go to your room and wait for the sign, which will be a series of knocks on the door. I don’t know how long of a wait you will have, so be ready when they arrive tonight…and enjoy yourself.”

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Back at the room, I was finishing a shower, nervous and yet anxious at the same time, when the knock at the door came. Gulping, as it now was as the Americans would say it is “Showtime” for me, I called out to them to come on in and get comfortable. “I’ll be out shortly, just give me a minute or so, and get comfortable if you wish to.”

I spruced up my hair and lips, and then wrapped a small towel about myself; I figured any clothing would be quite unneeded this night. Looking over my reflection in the mirror, I steeled myself for the encounter. “Well little girl, in a few minutes, he will be laying on top of and inside of you. So be glad, for when he cums inside of you, then you become a woman indeed.”

Stepping out into the room, I started to introduce myself to the lucky gentleman whom will be fucking me tonight. Unfortunately I did not get more than a short “Hi there…” before stuttering to sheer incomprehension in the words. For right there before me stood a sight of rare beauty, chestnut hair, green eyes, well shaped in all regards…but just not a man…it was a young woman!!!

I looked her over as she folded up her dress, laying it atop the coat on the floor. She was wearing a set of sheer white bra and panties. “Seems like this is the right room now, isn’t it?”

Fate has just arrived in my presence. I just nodded to her at the question, waiting for the next part to play out. There is to be more than one lover tonight, and they will have the right color of eyes and hair. I gulped a couple of times as she shrugged, removing her bra and panties.

I saw how BIG those breasts were, much fuller and larger than mine indeed. She came over to me, walking with her hips seductively swaying, a light bounce to her step, and a wide smile of passion alight on her face. I could not help but notice the sheer beauty of her body, especially from her breasts downward!!!

For the first time I had ever seen what it meant for a woman to be “shaved” down there, I guess my eyes were locked onto her womanhood for longer than needed, shivering slightly with a mix of trepidation and delight at what was to come.

“Well now, I see that indeed you are a beauty. Let me guess, this is the first time you have ever been with a lady? Now, now, I’ve been around the block a few times, so its easy enough to see for me.”

I could not help staring at her nipples, looking like flush silver dollars, with the tits being hardened to the max!!! I had to force myself to raise my eyes up to her lips, full and sweet looking, and flickering with casibom that tongue that I knew was soon to go to work on various parts of my anatomy…(BIG TIME SHIVER OF SHEER DELIGHT!!!)

Her finger softly caressed my lips, while the other hand is rubbing my neck. I just went into a complete shuddering at the feel, a touch sensitive but commanding at the same time. Then both hands moved slowly down my shoulders and arms with the lightest of feather touches…I accidently dropped my towel to the floor, and wound up blushed as she looked me over with an eye of experience…and sheer, unmidigated LUST!!!

My nipples became flushed and erect as the hands continued caressing me, working their way slowly to my breasts, cupping them softly; her fingers played upon my nipples so well that a fiery burning came with the giggling that parted my mouth. She teased me with a quick nibble on them, pressing lightly with her lips and circling her tongue over each in turn. My hands found their way to her head, and held her there.

Part of my brain screamed to stop, but my body overuled it, telling it to let it continue and happen, for this is what it was made for!!! I could feel my very breath become flustered and shallow, while my heart started pounding so hard I feared it would burst. I could not see at all, so hard of desire was flowing through my body, that they were shut TIGHT from the feeling.

She released my nipples from her mouth, giving me a brief moment of respite until her lushious lips met mine. Not exactly knowing what was going on, I did what she did as we kissed and tongued each other. Hands went down my backside, clutching me on the butt, holding it firmly yet gently, a mix of the fist of iron covered with a velvet glove at the same time.

My hands seemed to move of their own violation, carefully and nervously at first, taking the time to explore those huge breasts via touch. She let me examine them in their fullest of womanly glories, nipples erect like the great cedars of lebanon. Hot to the touch, and covered with a soft sheen of sweat garnered with the anticipation of coming passion, I realized she was getting as excited or more so than I was at the time.

It was to begin now, I understood. The union ordained by fate, set right before me at this time. Our bodies began to flow in time, synchronized by the feeling of touch, alive with the heat of lust, and linked by the fulfillment of desired passions.

As she gently moved me towards the bed, we were intertwined with kissing, touching, and feelings, both bodies shaking for an union of flesh to flesh, lips to lips, and the desire for release of rapturous delight!!! Then she laid me down, her soft body on top of me, feeling like an extention of myself; as I imagined I was an extention of her. For some unknown amount of time we lay there, linked by the fires within, building up in me via her touch, her look, and desires, bringing me to an edge of ectasy then letting up briefly only to bring me back again.

Easing downward, she kissed my breasts, chest, and stomach slwoly as she went, often nibbling lightly and playfully with her teeth. As she approached my womanhood, she eased my legs apart, and stroked softly my pussy, teasing me with more touches and light blowing of her breath on it. Finally I felt I could stand it no more, she spread apart my skin with her fingers, and extended out her tongue…ready to initiate me into the arts of woman-woman lovemaking…

Just in time for the damn knock on the door.

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I could not wait to get round to my sisters house again to sit for Nicola my niece and her best friend April. I have had the pleasure of sniffing Nicolas panties on many occasions and had recently had the pleasure of using her body as a toy.
I had lots of fantasies about her little friend April Who’s tiny little body was heaven sent, her long very blonde hair almost white with her peaches complexion and bright blue eyes always excited me and I normally ended up sniffing Nicola’s panties and masturbating as a result of her just being around.

I knocked on the door and my sister Julie answered and greeted me as usual.

I smirked to myself as I reminisced about the time when I cam back from a rave still high and managed to finger my sister and taste her pussy juices from my fingers whilst she was asleep.

I walked into the living room and Nicola looked up, smiled as she saw me and came over to greet me with a hug for her favourite uncle. All of a sudden I was attacked from behind by the Elvin like creature that was little April she had her arms around my neck from behind so I put my hands behind me and started to tickle her, accidentally letting my hands fall directly on her undeveloped breasts and nipples then tickling her under her arms.

The girls settled down and my sister Julie goes out for the evening, Nicola and April are both sitting on the sofa opposite me. Nicola is wearing a very short tight beige skirt and cream coloured halter top, which has the words saucy written on the chest.

April is a bright red vest top and wearing a pair of very shorthigh cut but loose fitting bright pink shorts. I could just make out the outline of her panties.

I decide it is about time I went upstairs to the bathroom to have a sniff of Nicola’s panties from the hamper. As I open the lid on the laundry basket I immediately spy a black pair of lace panties on top and to my delight they are Nicola’s I open them up and they are quit heavily stained with a creamy coloured dried subtance. Lifting them up to my face I take a deep sniff of the crotch area they have such a wonderful aroma to them. A mixture of fresh girl sweat, sweet vaginal secretions and a slight tang of pee smelt delicious. After taking another large sniff I reluctantly return them as I found them and went back downstairs.
As I enter the lounge the two girls both look up turn to each other and giggle.

“Where have you been Uncle Terry?” Asks Nicola.

“To the toilet,” I reply.

“If that’s the case why did we not hear the toilet flush?” Both girls started giggling again.

As I am about to go back upstairs to the bathroom April jumps up and runs upstairs and she says that she will do it as she is going to get changed into her nightclothes.

“Did you enjoy them Uncle Terry?”

“Enjoy what?” I ask.

“My black lace panties in the hamper!”

I could feel myself turning completely crimson from this comment.

“They were the pair I wore yesterday.” Said Nicloa. “The ones I have on now are very warm and sweaty look.”

With that Nicola lifts her skirt up around her waist and exposes her purple satin panties to me.

“I bet you would prefer to sniff these ones wouldn’t you?”

“Over the last week I have been getting little snippets of my memory back from when you last sat for me.

“Like when you put your face between my legs and took a big sniff of my panties you old pervee.”

This gave me an instant erection, which did not go un-noticed.

With a big smirk on her face Nicola Said “What a dirty Uncle you are getting off on sniffing his naughty Niece’s panties.”

“April does not know about this. But you do know she has a crush on you don’t you?”

“I thought she did.” I repied smiling

“When she comes back down from getting changed why don’t you go upstairs into my room and see if she has left you anything in her bag”.

Sure enough as soon as April came downstairs I made my excuses again to go back upstairs to look for a book and went into Nicola’s room.
At the foot of Nicola’s bed was April’s overnight bag.
With trembling fingers I open it up and to my utter delight there are a pair of petit navy blue panties crumpled up and tucked down the side, as I open them up I can feel the warmth emanating from them, the gusset area comes into view and it is wet! Not just damp or moist but wet!
I take a sniff and immediately my nostrils are filled with the unmistaken aroma of her girl pee and.
I take a deeper sniff and my erection is immediate and tenting my jeans.

Slightly further to the front panel is a sticky substance which I knew from being an experienced panty sniffer as the fluids of her arousal, a see through sticky substance that I just love to lick and sniff at and this was no exception.
I licked the whole area clean of this beautiful young girls vaginal secretions and then went back to sniffing the large wet spot.
After fullfilling my nasal craving I then proceeded to place the whole of the gusset in my mouth and greedily sucked the girl pee out tangy, bitter, salty but definitely heavenly.

I need to relieve myself but I want to wait until later.
I return once again downstairs and I nod approvingly in Nicola’s direction and I see her eyes drop to my crotch area and she smiles.

With every breath I take I can still smell April’s panties and taste her pee.

From the angle that April is sitting I casibom güncel giriş could just see up her nightdress and soon realised she is not wearing any panties. From the tightness of the top half, again realise she does not have on a bra as her underdeveloped puffy nipples are obvious.

As I am sitting there trying to get a better view up April’s nightdress Nicola leans over to me and plants a very sexy kiss right on my lips as she does this she takes a deep sniff and smiles.

April’s reaction was, “Whoa what are you doing Nick?”

“Just giving my Uncle Terry a kiss!”

“That did not look like an Uncle and Niece kiss to me” Replies April.

“Well maybe you should try it sometime!”

“Maybe I will,” Says April.

“Why don’t you come and try it with my Uncle,”
Says Nicola. “I bet he wont mind too much” She sniggers.

“I have never kissed a grown man like that before,” replies April while turning quite red.

“Like this you mean.” As Nicola leans forward and kisses me again on the lips this time with her mouth half opened and just grazes my lips with her tongue.

“Mmmmmmm.” Was all I could muster.

April hesitantly rose from where she was sitting and came over to me on the sofa she slowly lent forwards and I had a perfect view down her nightdress to her breasts, her nipples looked beautiful just ready to be licked and gently suckled.

As our lips came into contact Nicola was directing us telling April to, “Open your mouth slightly and slip your tongue into his mouth.”

This was so incredibly erotic to have my naughty Niece Nicola teaching her best friend how to french kiss her Uncle. I gently placed my hands around her back and slowly pulled her to me letting my hands slide down to cup her tight firm young bottom, I gently allowed my hands to cup and knead her firm buttocks.
The sensation was overwhelming and my erection was very evident to Nicola whose hand now gently rested on top of it.

April broke our kiss and told Nicola that it is making me “tingle, down there.”

Nicola informed her friend “That it was completely normal to feel that and just relax and enjoy the sensations”.

As April came back in to continue the kissing lesson Nicola whispered in my ear, “What were her panties like? Were they wet and sticky?”

I almost choked on April’s tongue.

“Very wet I stammered”

“As wet as this?” she said.

Holding a finger under my nose which, was soaked with her juices and smelled wonderful.
The naughty little girl had inserted a finger into her own vagina and was now offering me the slimy fluid to taste.
It was only last week I tasted her nectar without her knowing and this week she was offering it to me.
I licked her finger tasting the juices then I sucked her finger into my mouth. I immediately slipped my tongue into April’s mouth who was a bit surprised by this. But once she got over the initial shock continued French kissing me and seemd to also enjoy the taste.

Nicola slipped off the sofa and gently eased April back until she was laying down more, and taking hold of one of my hands and placed it on April’s very small pert breasts making me stroke them. Her nipples became hard very quickly and she started to pant her chest was rising and falling quickly.
She started to panic a little at these new sensations and sat up.

“We had better stop this now as it was not right.” She Said.

Nicola said “Nonsense it is nice”

“Well if you don’t want to continue I will.”

With that Nicola started to French kiss me slipping her tongue deep into my mouth and kissing me really hard I returned the favour with my tongue entwining with hers. Tasting her saliva.
I reached up and gently cupped her left breast and felt her take a sharp deep breath. I then reached out and took her right breast in my other hand and gently kneaded the pert breasts till her nipples were erect.

“Take your top off I want to see your breasts again.”

“Again?” She said. Looking quizzical.

“Yes” I said, “Again!” “Just like last week when you were drunk up in your room!”

Nicola just smiled and slowly began to remove her halter top.

I had her, “stop.” As she was about to undo her bra strap. “Now take off your skirt.” I instructed.

“I want to see you standing there in just your underwear.”

I took in her youthful beauty, sleek body, her small breasts encased in a black lace bra. Lowering my eyes to the purple satin panties which had a slight bulge at her mons into which I wanted to bury my face. I wanted to undress her as if she were a birthday present I was unwrapping, gently taking peeks as piece after piece of the present were unveiled.

I made her parade for me as I gently took hold of April and had her sit on my lap with her back to me. I immediately started to caress her small breasts again, this time with no resistance. Her pert breasts felt wonderful under my touch. A gentle mewing escaped April’s lips. I very slowly and gently started to lift her nightdress up and gently caressing her soft milky thighs as I went.This allowed me better access and see her lovely body. It then occurred to me that she was not wearing any panties so I stood her up and lifted her nightdress off in one smooth move. Relishing in the beautiful sight I had before me.

She was immediately embarrassed by her nakedness but I kept her hands down to her sides and casibom giriş took in the body of this beautiful little creature, her flat chest and flawless smooth skin, her iron board flat stomach and further down to her soft mons protruding up as if greeting my gaze. Almost completely hairless at first glance but because of her hair being so light in colour gave the impression of being hairless when in fact was covered in a very fine soft down.

I then eased April back down on my lap and had her place her feet one on each of my thighs. I then opened her legs wide so that her pussy was completely open to Nicola’s Gaze.

I was still looking at Nicola as she paraded in front of me and saw her look between her friends open thighs and gently bite her bottom lip.

I asked her if she was, “tingling down there” as had April stated earlier.

She replied “cant you see” and pointed down to the dark wet spot on the front of her satin panties.

“Wanna sniff these pervee just like you sniffed April’s earlier?” April looked unsure by what Nicola had just said.

“Uncle Terry loves to sniff girls panties after they have been wearing them, he sniffed your panties in your bag upstairs and my black lace panties in the laundry basket. If he wants he can sniff these ones as well.”

“I will sniff those as well but I want to play with my new toy first.” I replied.

All the while I was caressing April’s breasts kissing and nuzzling her neck. I very slowly lowered my hand and stroked belly until I felt her soft pubic hairs. Back and forth I traced my fingers through them, sliding a little lower each time. Eventually I gently touched the very top of her slit even here it was slick with her arousal. I continued on to caress and stroke her outer vaginal lips.

April bit her lower lip as I made contact. I wanted to watch her face as I knew that I was the first person to touch her sexually. I spread her thighs as wide as possible so Nicola could watch as well. I slipped a finger into her crease and realised just how wet she had become her girl juice was really slippery and when I made contact with her clit a huge shudder passed over her body.

Nicola immediately told me to, “Finger her.”

As a dutiful Uncle I did as I was told and slowly eased my middle finger into this perfect little vagina inch by inch I slipped inside of her body.

I could not wait I had to taste her not from my fingers but by directly inserting my tongue right inside and sucking out her fluids. I lifted her off my lap and onto her back on the sofa. I quickly slipped down the sofa and placed my face directly between her open legs. Nicola sensed her resistance and pushed down on her shoulders to keep her from squirming away.

Telling April to “Just relax and enjoy,” She did as she was told.

I started to lick the outside of her lips and tasted the tangy moisture. The soft hairs tickling my upper lip. I used both thumbs to open up her labia and to take my first look at her bright pink shiny opening, it was like a flower opening up.

I plunged my tongue in, to her obvious delight. Licking the entrance around and around, I then slightly moved up and started to lick her pee hole.

She giggled as she told me, “When you do that it makes me feel like I’m going to pee.”

I told her to, “Do it.” If she wanted to.

“What in your face?” She replied.

A hissing, “yesssss do it.” Escaped from Nicola’s lips as she slowly stroked the front of her panties.

I started to lick all over and around the opening to her pee hole. All of a sudden I was rewarded with a gush of hot pee in my face I fastened my lips over it and greedily drank her hot girl piss some escaping and running down my chin and neck.
Once she had stopped peeing I started to lick her entire pussy area to make sure I got all of the golden fluid. I beagan to gently lick and flick my tongue over her erect little clitoris and gently took the whole bud into my mouth and sucked on it.

April’s little hips started to rotate in small circles with gentle moans of, “That is so good yesssss just there. Suck it more, finger me please.” Escaping her lips.

I looked up to find Nicola caressing her best friends breasts and stroking her aroused nipples. This was such an erotic sight for me.

As I continued to suck April’s clitoris I started to ease a finger into her slippery hole. It was so tight. I rasped my finger against the walls of her vagina feeling the ridges and bumps, her insides felt like hot, wet silk.
I removed my finger which, was coated in thick slimy girl juice. I wanted to lick it myself but I tought I would offer it to Nicola. She first sniffed it and then gently licked my finger clean.
Nicola slipped a hand down her own panties and inserted a finger into herself then removing her wet finger then held it under April’s nose who greedily sniffed at the finger. Nicola then pushed her wet finger into April’s mouth allowing her to taste her best friends pussy for the first time.

This was enough for April to have her first of many orgasms and her little hips bucked about and her hands grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her more.
“Oh my god, Oh my god I’m coming I’m coming on your face lick me, suck me, arrrhhhhhh.” forcing my tongue right into her vagina and coated it in her cum I savoured the flavour of her virgin orgasm and lapped up as much as I could.

“Oh yes, I want casibom one of those,” Nicola stated.

Once April was coming down off the peak of her orgasm I moved back up April’s body and French kissed her, slipping my mouth onto hers so she could taste herself once more. She was very embarrassed about what had just happened and turned to Nicola for some reassurance.

Nicola smiled and simply said, “My turn.”

I rolled over onto my back and pulled Nicola by the hand closer to me.

“Its about time I sniffed those.” As I pointed to her satin panties.

She started to pull them down.

“No,” I said. “Whilst you are still in them.”

She just smiled and climbed onto the sofa and placed her knees either side of my head about two inches from my face I inhaled deeply and was rewarded by the wonderful scent coming from between my Nieces legs.

Two girls giggled out loud as Nicola said. “Here’s your dessert Uncle.”

With that Nicola sat right down on my face, with the wet spot covering my nose and mouth it was very hard to breathe but this just heightened my arousal.

Slowly Nicola started to rub her panty covered pussy back and forth over my nose making sure that it was hitting all the right places she carried on for about five minutes gradually getting faster and faster whilst pushing down harder. The satin panties were making it very easy for Nicola to slide back and forth along my face.

“Sniff my little cunt you pervert.” she said. “I am going to suffocate you.”

Her dirty talking only heightened my own depraved lust. With a tensing of her body I knew she was just about to hit her peak and she pulled her sodden panties to one side and sat right down on my face with my nose firmly embedded in her teen cunt. I could not breathe at all, only taste her.

Then Nicola was yelling obscene gestures

“Thats it stick your tongue right up inside my body you dirty pervert. I am going to smother you in my cum.”

She really started to hump my face hard and then she screamed “OH FUCK I’M CUMMING.” over and over and over again her thighs clamped around my face she grabbed my by the hair and was yanking my head laft and right.

After her orgasms subsided and I managed to remove my nose from inside her body I was rewarded by a thick deluge of her cum dribbling out I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue to catch it and drink her nectar. My face was completely bathed in juices.

I asked Nicola if she “Enjoyed being licked out for the second time.” She shot me a naughty grin and just nodded.

Throughout all of this I had not had any release and I badly needed to cum. But where? Inside Nicola or Inside April?

As I had fucked Nicola the previous week I thought I would like to fuck April. I knew that I would not last long so I pushed her back down on the sofa and inserted a finger in to her tight virginal pussy, it was even wetter than earlier.
I laid down on top of her and tried to insert another finger inside to get her used to something a little bigger.
But I just had to get inside this hot little bitch immediately. I took my fingers out of her pussy and placed them in her mouth she readily licked and sucked the juices off. I grabbed hold of my cock and touched it to the opening of her vagina and started to push I had given up with being gentle and I just wanted to fuck her, with one hard thrust I had the head of my cock inside her, She was crying with pain but I did not care I just wanted to get myself off, again I thrust again and tore through her virginity.
She screamed in pain which only heightened my lust. I was now buried deep inside this new plaything of mine and I started to thrust long deep strokes, pulling almost all the way out then plunging all the way back in.

I suddenly felt myself start to cum and my god there was so much of it. I almost passed out with the intensity of it I just kept ejaculating inside of her tight body, my sperm hitting the very depths of her. It was oozing out already and I had not stopped shooting inside of her.

As I pulled out I grabbed hold of Nicola by her hair and shoved my cock in her mouth to clean off the juices, once she had done this I pushed her face into April’s open pussy and had her lick my spunk and April’s cum, there was no objection from either of them and I enjoyed watching as April was being licked out by her best friend. April started to get right into having her best friend lick her pussy and soon was building up to another orgasm.

I roughly finger fucked Nicola with three fingers bringing her to an orgasm as she brought her fiend to a shuddering climax as well.
As April opened her mouth to cry out in extacey I inserted my erect penis as far down her throat as I could manage and started to wank myself off into her mouth.

“Give me your dirty panties Nicola.” I ordered.

She took off her panties and gave them to me. I slipped them over my face with the sodden gusset right over my nose and mouth and sniffed and licked at them all the while wanking into April’s mouth. I pulled Nicola up and made her kiss me through her knickers whilst I was sniffing them. This to me was so erotic it made me ejaculate very quickly into right April’s mouth, I held April’s nose so she had no choice but to swallow my semen!

“That was unbelievable. Absolutely fantastic.” I said.

“Yes it was.” They both said in unison.

We all relaxed for a while and got cleaned up before my sister Julie came home Drunk!

I kept both Nicola’s Satin panties and April’s Navy blue thongs as souvenirs and have been happily sniffing and masturbating with both pairs.

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My name is Reuben Selby and earlier this year my girlfriend Maisie Williams, yes the very same Maisie who was one of the stars of Game of Thrones, and I started talking about opening up our relationship. We’ve been dating for a few years, but she’s always wanted to keep it on the secretive side, being a constant target of the paparazzi. I terribly love her, but I was starting to grow a bit bored with our increasing mundane routine and felt like I was missing out on the excitement of life.

She did not take it well at all, and it nearly caused our relationship to crash and burn. It survived, but I didn’t stop trying to convince her. She stayed hesitant but I made sure she knew that we would have a set of rules. We’d be honest with each other and could veto anyone we didn’t like. It took months of this cajoling and convincing before Maisie – very – reluctantly agreed. I made sure she knew that I loved her more than anyone in the world and there wouldn’t be anything romantic in these hookups, it was just sexual. Blame the crazy woman’s mind, but that didn’t seem to make her more calm about the situation.

Maisie was always concerned about the paparazzi, so she made me swear that we’d keep this a secret. I promised her it wouldn’t get out and give her any negative press. She agreed, but she wasn’t very keen on the idea still, and told me that she didn’t want to see anyone else right now, but I was free to do so while I kept to the rules. I spent a whole evening thanking her with sex, wholly glad I had the best girlfriend in the world.

The new freedom was like a weight on my back and I had to tell someone. It took me a while to decide who it was, and in the end I thought about my friend Joe Jonas. Meeting with him up at a nearby Starbucks turned out to be one of the biggest mistakes of my life.

Joe isn’t really the kind of guy I’d hang out with. He used to be a pop star in the Jonas Brothers band, but since has settled down into married life with his wife Sophie Turner – who just happened to be Maisie’s best friend. I thought he’d be able to play it cool, also being a celebrity and understanding the situation of privacy, but I never would have guessed what would come of it and how it would change my life – and my relationship with Maisie – forever.

“Maisie? Williams? Your girlfriend actually agreed to this?”

Joe Jonas had a look on his face like I’d never seen on a man before. That’s when the questions started. Was she already fucking someone? Was she the one who wanted the open relationship? Did she have anyone in mind? He seemed to have a hard time believing she’d be into this, and the questions kept being all about her rather than me.

“To fuck a girl like Maisie is one thing, but to have a hall pass to fuck anyone else? Fuck man, you have it good.”

I felt more bolstered than I had in years. Damn right I had it good. This was the best thing I’ve done in my whole life

Then that look was back in Joe’s eyes, and he slapped me on the shoulder, his mouth open in a smirk.

“How about we trade partners this weekend? I know how hot you think Sophie is. I get Maisie, and you can have Sophie for the night.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. Surely he was joking, and I thought that until he started explaining his plan. They’d get drinks at the Jonas mansion on Friday, and even started to go into detail on casibom güncel giriş how it would go down. I felt something squirm in my stomach, it almost sounded like Joe had been planning this for ages. Sure, he’d always joked about fucking Maisie behind my back, so much so that we got into a little fight one time we all got together to watch the world cup. Yeah Joe wanted Maisie, but Sophie was a goddess. She was tall with a body that was curvaceous and ample, complimented perfectly with fire-red hair that draped down her back.

The worst thing about it was that Joe wasn’t exactly wrong. How many times had I fantasized about Sophie? His plan even made it sound like it would work. Sure, his over-eagerness to get Maisie was a bit of a warning red flag, but in the end Joe and I left after agreeing to the swap.

Maisie however, immediately did not. She never much liked Joe was a person, let alone as someone she would fuck. Sure she was her best friend’s husband, but that was Sophie’s choice and she wouldn’t listen to Maisie’s warnings. It didn’t help her insecurities with how eager I was to fuck Sophie, her best friend. I’ll be honest, I begged her. I promised it would be just a one time thing with them. In the end she agreed to go, as long as she didn’t have to have sex with Joe if she didn’t feel it at the time. I agreed and said I’d just have some time alone with Sophie, and she could change her mind then if she wanted to.

We kissed and hugged and fucked that night. After we were done she promised she wouldn’t enjoy it, and it might not even happen between her and Joe. Elated from the post-sex bliss and dreaming of this weekend, I texted Joe in bed as Maisie went to the bathroom to clean up.

The rest of the week she was nearly insufferable. She grumbled and complained about Joe every day. She kept ribbing me and saying that I was getting the better end of this deal. I kept thinking that it wouldn’t be so bad her having sex with Joe, and that on the plus side they probably wouldn’t even be fucking. All my more deep thoughts were on me finally fucking Sophie, my girlfriend’s best friend, the redheaded sex bomb I’ve been jerking off to for years.

The weekend came fast and on Friday Maisie and I showed up at the mansion. The drinks flowed liberally, we all played a few rounds of cards against humanity, but everyone could feel the sexual tension in the air. Besides myself, Sophie was the most comfortable with the mood. She was wearing some casual jeans and a metal band shirt. Maisie was obviously uncomfortable, often smoothing her short pleated skirt over her creamy thighs. It was obvious that Joe kept stealing looks at Maisie’s athletic legs. The imported beer had been running through me and I excused myself for a quick bathroom run.

When I came back Joe was next to Maisie now and his hand rubbing up Maisie’s firm, supple thigh. His mouth was next to ear whispering something, while Maisie’s eyes were fixated on his hand on her thigh. I didn’t see Sophie anywhere, until I heard her hiss my name from the kitchen.

I knew, intellectually, that being in an open relationship would mean Maisie would have sex with someone else, but even just seeing her legs felt up brought a blinding rage of jealously like I’d never felt. I half staggered to the kitchen where Sophie grabbed my arm and started to rub my muscles, asking if I was okay. casibom giriş I was about to turn my head and look at Maisie and Joe, but Sophie had lifted her hands from my arm to touch my face and lean in for a kiss.

Sophie Turner had the softest lips I’ve ever tasted and they caused all thoughts of my anger to speed away. Her little pink tongue coiled out and into my mouth as we kissed there in the kitchen.

“Alright Maisie, time to get fucked.”

My arms wrapped around Sophie’s curvaceous body and grabbed her plump ass, completely ignoring everything that was happening around me as I got my hands on the ass I’ve been dreaming of for years. Out of the corner of my eyes, past a moaning Sophie, I see Maisie pouting and glaring at Sophie and I. I lifted my hand from her ass and gave her the thumbs up, but I don’t know if she saw as she was literally dragged into the next room by Joe, followed by the door closing and locking.

I couldn’t believe I was finally going to fuck Sophie Turner.

The next few minutes moved so fast, but I remembered every single look, every single touch, every single moment as we made our way to the couch in the living room where I sat down. Sophie was frantically pulling off my shirt as I literally tore her shirt and jeans off. Every rip and tear of her jeans and shirt revealed her creamy skin, for Sophie wasn’t wearing anything under her clothes, which drove me wild. Her breasts were much, much bigger than Maisie’s, and I started to kiss and lick her her perky pink nipples to her absolute delight.

That’s when I heard the noise, and froze, Sophie’s nipple hanging out of my mouth.

A repeated painful grunting sound was coming from the bedroom. Sophie’s hands were grabbing and rubbing my body, but I could hear it clearly. Maisie was sobbing and crying. The grunts were rhythmic and repeated, Joe’s voice could be heard shouting over the sound of slaps and smacks.

I tried to throw Sophie off of me, but her hand was suddenly on my cock and a moment later she slid onto my lap and sunk every inch of my cock into her burning hot cunt. I froze there, sitting on the couch with my rigid hard cock impaled into the hottest, wettest cunt I’ve ever felt; Sophie Turner’s. I had wanted this, wanted her, for so long and now I finally had her. I could hear Maisie cry and grunt in pain from the next door, but Sophie kissed me hard and whispered.

“It is going to happen to her. Joe gets what he wants. You can’t do anything about it, and neither can I.”

The feeling of her bouncing on my cock was heaven. Even though I heard Maisie cry out for “Reuben! Help!”

I started to tune out the sounds of Maisie from the next room as Sophie wrapped her legs around my waist as I spun her to the couch and pinned her down with my weight and my cock.

For the next half hour I fucked Sophie Turner while my girlfriend, and her best friend, Maisie Williams was getting raped in the bedroom next to us by Sophie’s husband Joe Jonas. I kept hearing her crying and pleading for him to stop, but I kept fucking Sophie and Joe Jonas kept raping Maisie. I heard him call Maisie a whore and she call out my name for help. The couch I was fucking Sophie into rocked and squeaked with every yelp of pain from the next room. I fucked her as I tried to block out the sounds, keeping my intense gaze on Sophie’s beautiful blue eyes, casibom full of a combination of arousal, tears, and sadness.

“Cum for me, Reuben. Cum for me as my husband claims your girlfriend.”

I lose myself immediately when she begs this and I cum ropes of burning seed deep inside of Sophie Turner. I laid on top of her, our sweaty skin sliding and slipping over each other, until I finally regain control of my mind. I ease off of Sophie and rush to the locked bedroom door, pounding on it as the woman I love grunts again and again on the other side of it. The grunting and rocking didn’t cease, but Joe did shout through the closed door.

“I’m almost done mate, sit your ass down and stop fucking knocking! Sophie! .”

The pace of the grunting inside the room increases even further, and I feel helpless. The broken sobs of “Please! Please!” shatter my heart, and I stumble back to the sofa, where the naked Sophie Turner helps me sit down and cradles my head into her massive breasts as I start to cry like a pathetic baby.

“He’s wanted this a long time, Reuben. You shouldn’t have given her to him. She’s my best friend and I’ve tried to keep her from him for years. She won’t be the same any more, she’ll be his.”

Her words cut to my heart, but she stroked and coddled my hair. Meanwhile in the bedroom the bed shook one final time and the love of my life screams as her rape by Joe Jonas in the room next to me draws to a close.

I wish I could say this weekend was the last time this happened, but it wasn’t. Sophie and Maisie are still best friends, and even closer, after this. Maisie and I are still together too, but we don’t have an open relationship any more, at least on my side. Joe Jonas still has Maisie over on the weekends, but now he fucks her right alongside of Sophie. She’s even taken over more of the sex duties as Sophie revealed she was pregnant and ballooned up in size.

She didn’t want to talk about what happened that night for a long time. I kept trying to convince her to not go back to him, but she would always say in an angry voice that this was all my fault, and that if I didn’t like it I could leave.

Eventually Maisie told me what happened that first time. Joe was immediately dominant when they got into the other room. There wasn’t any foreplay, he just threw her on the bed, hiked her skirt up, and started to fuck her. Maisie was much too small for him to fuck like that and he got angry. He flipped the love of my life onto her stomach and started to rape that perfect ass of hers – the perfect virgin ass that I had never been allowed into, but that now belonged to Joe Jonas.

For a long time Maisie and I didn’t have sex, almost all of our encounters just being handjobs and blowjobs as she describes in detail all the depraved and perverted things her new alpha master makes her and Sophie do. The two friends had grown up together and they were as close to sisters as a pair could be, but he fucked them together, forcing them both to explore each other’s body with their tongues, fingers, and mouths.

That changed a few months later when Maisie finally let me fuck her. As I came inside of her within minutes she nuzzled my ear and whispered to me that she could finally have sex with me, because she was pregnant and carrying Joe’s baby.

When I was alone later that weekend after Maisie went back to Joe’s, I couldn’t help but cry at this position I got myself in. It was all my fault, and there wasn’t anything I could do about it. I’d help raise Joe’s kid. I loved Maisie too much, I couldn’t leave her.

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I was alone.

2 weeks ago my brother had moved out. He had lived with me for 5 years, we actually became best friends, but now he found a girl – HOT – and after 6 months of dating they decided to move in together. Good for him, lots of sex with a really hot girl, any time he wanted.

but me, I was alone.

I was 31, no girlfriend, no brother to hit the bars with and pick up some drunk chicks, and not many friends. I’m good looking, just under 6 foot tall, 185 lbs, broad shoulder, kind dark green eyes, and rugged good looks – but it had been a year without a girlfriend, or a date and man was I HORNY.

I masturbated. a LOT. I love playing with my cock always have. And a guy that does telesales from home has a lot of free time with no one around, so I was pretty much always masturbating.

About 3 months went buy, spring was just arriving, when through the open window of my home office, in the courtyard below, I heard voices that I did not recognize.

I lived in a building with an interior courtyard. Maybe there were 40 apartments – I knew everyone that lived there – many elderly people who didn’t go out much, a few young couples and me – alone, and horny.

Anyway, from my 2nd floor open window I heard a sound of a mother and child speaking.

I went to the open window and I saw them, WOW…was she hot….jet black curly long hair, SKINNY, A CUP breasts, maybe about 5′ 5″ and damn if she wasn’t barely 100 lbs..moving in today – that’s why the activity in the courtyard below. My hand, naturally, went straight to my cock….stroking.

Trailing behind her was a girl, about 7 or so, dirty blonde hair, brown eyes, same body shape, just smaller – you couldn’t miss it was her daughter.

Mom had on blue jeans, and a jacket, her daughter had on a knee length flowery dress, for spring, and was twirling like a dancer in the courtyard, while her mom kept saying, “come on casibom güncel giriş Nancy we don’t have time for that today”.

I liked them both instantly. I masturbated, thinking of what the mom would be like…

I decided not to bother them, move in day can be very stressful, but a few days later, I heard them again in the courtyard, this time the mother was cheering Nancy’s dancing.

I went to the window and playfully yelled out – “who’s making all that noise out there?” and I startled the both of them. They both looked up and when the daughter saw me, and my playful expression, she gave me a smile that warmed my heart.

I went down to the courtyard and introduced myself, hi I said, I’m Steve. Welcome to the building.my heart was racing – Mom was even hotter close up.

Thanks said the mom, extending her hand, I’m Kathy and the ballerina here is Nancy. “Oh..I said, looking at Nancy, so YOU’RE the one making all the noise huh…” I smiled at her as I mussed her hair…she blushed…and twirled a way.

We made some chit-chat, they were new not only to the building, but to the area and didn’t know anybody. They had moved into the apartment on the 2nd floor directly across from mine.

Now I’m not shy, and she was really hot, and just looking at her, I was getting a hard on, so I offered to cook them dinner at my place, if they wanted some company. Kathy agreed, saying that would be a great idea
and asked what kind of wine I liked – I said “whatever you’re bringing over”. we made plans for that night and I ran to the store to get groceries so I could cook dinner.

at 6:30 my buzzer rang, and I pressed the button to let them up. I had the table all made, dinner in the oven, almost ready and empty wine glasses and a plastic cup I had bought that day on the table – I was trying to be thoughtful.

When I opened the door, only Kathy was there casibom giriş – and man did she look HOT. she had on a little black dress, well above the knee, heels, diamond earings, red lipstick – she was dressed to kill, she looked good ands he knew it.

where’s Nancy, I enquired – looking past her in the hallway – “oh, I got a babysitter for her today, it’s been forever since I had a date”….and when she came in and presented the Cabernet to me, she saw that I had plated for her daughter “awww you are so sweet” she said giving me a hello kiss that lingered longer than most, in appreciation that I thought of her daughter.

“well, it’s just us” she said, blushing a bit herself, with her hand on my forearm, “i hope you like the wine”…

“it looks great”, I said, trying to compose myself, the kiss had left my heart racing and a throbbing in my pants that was hard to ignore.

I sat her down and brought out the meal…and as we ate, and drank the wine, we sat close to each other and she told me her story how she came to be here, a single mom with a daughter in tow. As we talked, we edged closer, the wine taking affect and touches of her hand on my fore arm were driving me crazy as we spoke.

it turned out she had gone through a messy divorced which left the 2 of them moving away from her ex husband, a guy who, after mating with her, had no time for her or his own daughter for the past 7 years, was always away with friend, hookers, and even missed his own daughters birthday as far back as she could remember.

she eventually got herself together, sued him, and was receiving enough, barely from him and her job as an administrative assitant that allowed her to move to a nice 2 bedroom apartment across from me.

we were drinking and talking and touching and getting closer, it was really warm in there, as we finished dinner she helped me carry the dishes into the kitchen and as casibom we placed the first set into the sink, her body next to mine she leaned over and kissed me.

“this was really nice” she said…and that kiss became a passion filled, long, french kiss with our bodies mashing together. my cock was groaning in my pants, trying to get out and she rubbed her small, sexy, ‘a’ cupped frame against it, moaning herself, and she took her hand and unzipped me, and we both looked down and saw my raging hard on finally get the relief it demanded as it hit the fresh air and her hands, as she stroked me…

“nice” she said…”even your cock is nice…” as she stroked me and looked at me…her mouth was so sexy, she ready my mind and knelt down and started blowing me in the kitchen….I was very close to cumming, her soft black locks in my hands…..and she knew that too…

“not yet” she said..and took my hand and led me to the living room…where she laid on her back on the sofa and I kissing her, laid on her…her skirt lifted up…moving her thong aside, she guided my cock inside her…and we kissed and fucked….until I was squirting my cum inside her…

NOW THIS IS A HELL OF FIRST DATE, I was thinking to myself…as she kept me inside her after I came..her pussy squeezing my cock…”OH MY GOD” she exclaimed, “that was so good, and you’re so nice, and it’s been sooo long” she said smiling, “I’m glad you live so close I could use this regularly!”…I smiled as she said that, as I too was getting VERY tired of masturbating…..

we kissed and made out, and she sucked my cock after I pulled it out of her and we kissed more adn eventually she looked at the clock and said “oh my god, I gotta go, Nancy’s babysitter has to get home”…and I walked her across the courtyard, and we kissed deeply at the entrance door to her stairwell – “…can we do this again sometime?” I asked…”I’m free after 3:00 PM tomorrow” she said immediately…
smiling…and turned and ran up the stairs.

I went home, finished cleaning and masturbated like an animal the rest of the night remembering what just happened.

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Everyone in town knew my mom was a total slut, and she flaunted that fact pretty publicly too, considering how she rarely walked around the streets with her ass or tits hanging out of whatever outfit she may have been wearing at the time. My mom regularly also had people come over to our place where she’d fuck them out in view of anyone, including me, her 15 year old son, and my baby sister, her 13 year old daughter.
Apart from the obvious benefits of being able to rail my mom whenever I wanted to, one of the advantages to having such a whore for a mom was that she’d regularly fuck my teachers. It wasn’t that I wasn’t hard working or stupid, but it helped to get that extra boost when I wasn’t the one doing any of the extra credit.
Earlier in the week, my mom came by to do her rounds. I walked into gym class, and got changed, and when I walked out into the gym, I noticed my mom was standing there talking to Mr. Thomas, my gym teacher, and being her regular flirty self. She was dressed in modified denim shorts that her ass was eating up, and what looked to be a netted pink tube top, with no bra. She had on a pair of massive red stripper pumps, as was her staple. Some of the guys were staring open mouthed at her, even though a bunch of them had already gotten head or fucked her at some point.

“Hey hunny, how’s school going?” my mom asked me with a smile, as she bent over and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

“Hey ma, not too bad. You here to talk to the teachers?” I replied happily.

“Yep, just gonna talk to Mr. Thomas when he’s free.”

“ALRIGHT, guys, we’re gonna be running 5 laps, and then you guys can run any team sport you want. I’m not gonna be able to supervise you, so I’m trusting y’all to keep it together and not do anything stupid, alright? Don’t screw with me, or I’ll hand it to you next class,” Mr. Thomas yelled to the class at large.

“Hey Jason, come with us, alright?” Mr. Thomas told me in a soft voice as the scramble started up from the class to get their activity started.
He led us down to his office off the side of the gym, and locked the door as we got into his dingy little storage room converted to an office.

“Alright, slut, on your knees, and suck me off,” Mr. Thomas ordered. He was a big black guy who fucked my mom once a month, and in exchange, I stayed on the soccer team, and continued getting a 90 in gym class without needing to do much work. Even though I was solid at soccer as it was, it was always nice to pimp my mom out for something or another.

Mom fished out his cock from his gym shorts and started sucking on the massive hose. It never ceased to amaze me how mom could stuff his whole 9 inches down her throat, and lube it up with her throat slime. While she was sucking him, I reached over, lowered her fishnet tube top, and peeled the jean shorts off her ass. Mr. Thomas was used to this, as this wasn’t the first time that we’d double-teamed her in the office. My mom had once even gangbanged the whole soccer team before a game to motivate us to win, and so became our unofficial mascot.

My slutty mother sucked my gym teacher off and stuck her ass into the air, inviting a cock into her hungry pussy. I accepted the invite, and thrust myself roughly into her cunt, not bothering to take care or be gentle. I fucked her roughly, while she moaned and slobbered all over Mr. Thomas’s cock. She loved to suck black cock, since it was the only type that was most frequently able to stretch out her loose pussy.

“Yea, suck my cock bitch. You suck cock good,” Mr. Thomas said to my mom demeaningly.

“Mmph, mmm, mmh,” she mumbled while getting her throat fucked hard.

“This bitch needs some double fucking. Let me get at her ass, kid!”

And with that, I repositioned myself so I was under my mom, cock still buried deep into her pussy, and the coach got behind her and entered her ass with his massive black cock.

“Ooh, yea, get in there. Get in as deep as you can get, baby,” my mom cooed.
Coach casibom güncel giriş and I drilled mom hard and fast, using her for all she was worth, while she moaned and writhed getting double penetrated by her son and her son’s teacher.

After 10 minutes of pounding into my mom, I could feel Mr. Thomas tense up and begin to come inside of mom’s ass.

“Brit, you are one sweet piece of ass. And kid, you’re lucky as hell. This whore lives with you,” the coach said as he pulled out of her ass. He beat his rapidly deflating cock against her ass a few times and wiped off his cock slime on her ass cheek. I pulled out of my mom, pushed her over onto her back and knelt over her face as I jerked off my cock, aiming for her eyes. I came on her face, covering her nose, forehead, and upper lip. Her black hair fell down her shoulders and a few stray strands fell into her face and stuck to the cum, while the rest of the cum dripped down her face giving her a truly cum covered look. She got up and out from under me, fishnet top just below her tits, face and asshole dripping cum, pussy juice glistening on her thighs, and she stood up unsteadily on her stripper pumps.

“Alright boys, thanks for the fun. I gotta finish up the rest of my rounds though,” my mom said with a smile as she walked out of the office, not bothering to get dressed at all.
Mr. Thomas and I both got our gym shorts on, and walked into the main gym to see my mom standing there in her freshly fucked glory, talking to a few of the guys in my class. Her raven dark hair was slightly mussed up, cum still on her face, she giggled occasionally as some of the guys made her laugh. Her tits were on full display, bare ass still leaking cum.

“What do you kids think you’re doing?” yelled Mr. Thomas to the guys standing around ogling my mom. “Leave the lady alone, and continue playing your game of basketball. She’s got business to take care of.”

The guys backed away from my mom, and she gave them all a boner-inducing, cum-covered smile before leaving the gym and walking down the halls to go fuck whomever she next needed to.

As soon as she left, a couple of the guys approached me and asked if they would be able to come over at some point after school to get their rocks off in my hot mother. I told them that since she was doing rounds, she probably wouldn’t be home any time soon, and that they could feel free to drop by any time during the week, or if they didn’t mind taking my sister instead of my mom, they could come by today too.

The rest of the class went by without an incident, and by the time the day was over, I had a few other guys come up and ask me when my mother was available. I went to my locker to collect my things and began to make my way out, when I heard my name being called to go to the staff room by the intercom. I made my way over to the staff room, and walked in without bothering to knock.

I saw my mother in front of me, and clearly she had been getting fucked throughout the day. Her eye makeup was streaked down her face, eyes red and bloodshot. Her hair was mussed up, wet, sticking to her forehead, and looking very wet with a variety of fluids mixed into it. She wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing outside of her red stripper heels, which she gripped with both hands as a cock sawed in and out of her asshole. Her big tits were still flopping on her chest, but they were covered in spit and cum, a pool of cum gathered in her navel, jiggling with every thrust of the cock into her bowels. Her face was slick and wet, and there was still chunky cum all over her face and upper body. She had clearly been mixing the cum that was added to her skin throughout the day into her skin, making it a little difficult to gauge exactly how much cum she had collected throughout the day.

She was lying down on a coffee table, a cock bobbing above her head which she had been sucking on prior to me walking into the room, at which point she’d looked up to see who came casibom giriş in.

“Hey baby,” she said panting, before bending her head back and vacuuming the cock into her mouth again. She moaned around the cock, which belonged to the principal of my school, while one of the other teachers continued to fuck her ass. I sat down on one of the couches and waited for my mom to be done. While I waited, I took my phone out, snapped a couple pictures, and sent them to my sister. She sent me a text back saying that she’d be home pretty late, because she was going out with some of her friends, and to have fun. When the last two staff members had finally come inside my mom, they pulled out and put their clothes back on while my mom let go of her legs and just lay there recuperating and catching her breath from what had probably been a 3 hour marathon fuckfest.

Eventually the whore decided to get up, and as she did, strings of cum stuck from her back to the coffee table. She looked around at me, smiled, and opened her mouth to show me the little pool of cum that she had in there. Then she spat it into her hands, tipped her head back, and poured the cum and spit mixture between her eyes, letting it run down on either side of her nose.

“Time to go home baby,” my mom said as she straightened out, and stretched her back out.
I got up and followed her out of the room, observing her incredible naked body. She clicked her red heels as she walked down the hall, cum and spit and sweat covering her body, hair messed up and soaked with cum in various parts. Her ass was still leaking cum, and there was a drip of cum coming out of her pussy, which swung from side to side, occasionally sticking to her thighs as she walked.

We exited the school building without seeing anyone, and we walked across the parking lot to our car. Mom unlocked the car and sat down in her driver’s seat that was always covered in a plastic sheet since mom had a tendency to get cum on random places, and cleaning car seats once a week could be a little difficult. Mom started driving, making occasional small-talk about school, and how some of my teachers had mentioned that even without her occasional “talks” with them, I’d be doing well in class.
I looked outside the car, and saw that we weren’t going home.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“Oh, to the supermarket. I need to buy some bread and milk,” she replied nonchalantly.

I shrugged. If she didn’t have a problem with being naked, and cum-covered, then there was nothing more to say about it.

We got to the market, parked, and mom got out as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Despite the fact that I lived with her and regularly saw her lewd actions, she still managed to find ways to surprise me.
Our walk across the parking lot went by without incident, but once we got inside the supermarket, we started to get some attention from the other people around us. Mom picked up a shopping basket, and walked over to the bakery section, and deposited a loaf into her basket. I walked beside her proudly, and looked around at the people in the supermarket. Since it was still just shortly after school let out, not too many people were out of the office yet so there weren’t too many people who were at the market other than the employees and the occasional housewife doing some last minute shopping.

“Hey mom, it looks like you have an audience. I guess these good people like what they see,” I said with a sly smile as I winked at her. She looked around and saw some horrified expressions from the prudish housewives as they looked at her.

“We should give them a show. Maybe they can learn a few things. I recognize a few of these ladies, and I’m sure they recognize me too, since they probably suspect I’m fucking their husbands. And some of their sons, if I’m right. Pull out your cock, I’ll show them how to suck dick properly,” she said lewdly.

I quickly pulled out my cock from my pants, and mom got on casibom her knees. I’d been hard since watching her get fucked earlier, so it really didn’t take me too long before I felt my balls tightening up. I looked around at the mothers and housewives who were standing around actually watching, and to my surprise saw a couple of them looking with approving glances. I grunted to her, indicating that I was going to cum, and she pulled her mouth off my cock with a pop, quickly reached up into the shelves, pulled an apple down, and directed my cock at the apple. I came all over it, while my mom sat there with a hungry look in her eyes as she saw my cum splatter on the shiny apply.

When I’d finished, my mom stared at one of the ladies who had a disgusted look on her face and took a big bite out of the apple. Mom then got back up, I tucked my cock away, and mom picked up her shopping basket with the other hand and continued eating her cum apple as she walked up and down the aisles, inspecting various fruits as the cum on her skin from the fucking she’d received at school dried. I decided to make things a little bit raunchier for mom while she continued to do her shopping for the benefit of her audience. I picked up what I was thinking of, and then walked over to my mom.

“Hey bitch, face me and bend over,” I commanded her. As she turned around to face me, and bent over, I lifted her chin to look up at me, and spat a gob into her face. She flinched a tiny bit, but didn’t complain about the spit that was on one side of her face. “Now turn around. I want to see your ass.”

She turned and exposed her ass. I told her to grab her ankles, and as soon as she did, I used the cucumber I’d picked up, and stuck it into her pussy. I wiggled it around in there for a bit while my mom rocked back and forth trying to maintain her balance against my assault on her pussy with the vegetable. When I deemed that it had been in there long enough, I pulled the cucumber back out and stuck it forcefully into her ass. I shoved the cucumber halfway in, and left it there.

“You can get back up and finish up your shopping now,” I told her nastily.
She grunted as she straightened out, and got a few more groceries into her basket. The whole time that she walked, the cucumber waved from side to side with every step, protruding from her ass comically. As I walked beside her, I would occasionally slap her ass or one of her tits as hard as I could, making a satisfying slapping noise and attracting the attention of anyone who still hadn’t yet noticed my mom.

We finished up our shopping, and mom and I stood in the checkout line. Mom stood casually and looked around, and I looked at our cashier. I saw that we had a young male as our cashier. Naturally, I thought to myself. Mom of course had no money, since she wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing other than her red stripper pumps, and I wasn’t carrying my wallet since I’d left it in the car with my stuff. I figured mom would figure some way to pay for the groceries some other way.

When we got to our turn at the cash, mom put all of her groceries on the belt. After the cashier checked everything through the system, he continued staring open-mouthed at mom.

“Hang on cutie,” she said, and then right in front of him, reached around and pulled the cucumber out of her ass. “Add that to the pile too, please.”

“Listen hun, I really need these groceries, but I seem to have forgotten my purse along with my clothes. Is there any other way I can get these paid for?” my mom asked innocently.

“Umm, uh…no worries ma’am, I can cover it. It’ll be on the house, don’t worry about it at all,” the guy stammered out.

“Aww, thanks hun. I’ll make it worth your while,” mom said with a wink.

When the guy had rung up all our groceries and paid for it with his own debit card, mom asked me to take the bags back to the car. Apparently, she had some ‘business’ to take care of with the cashier.

As I grabbed the bags, mom moved behind the counter where the guy was standing, and kneeled down, hiding herself completely. I knew that guy was about to the get the best blowjob of his life, from the sluttiest skank I could think of.

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Julia was a fifteen-year-old freshman. She was a little over “5’2”, and had a knockout figure. She was one of those petite, curvy girls. She had 32C tits, and tiny waist that faded into a perfectly round ass. She had an angular face with full lips, and creamy ivory coloured skin. Long chestnut brown hair tumbled down her back. But her most striking feature where her eyes. They were large, intelligent and bright blue, half-hidden under a fan of dark lashes. Ben was the quarterback, the popular guy. He had a blonde head of floppy hair; he was tall and muscular, and always seemed to have a cocky grin on his face. He was senior.

Julia had been getting ready for her first lesson when Ben had sauntered up to her.
“Hey.”
Julia tried to ignore the way her heart sped up.
“Hey.”
She stood in uncomfortable silence.
“I heard you aced the last Spanish test.”
She nodded. Julia planned on majoring in languages.
“I did.”
He grinned. “I practically failed. I was wondering…”
“Yeah?” Julia tried not to sound too eager.
“Well I was wondering if you could tutor me. I know midterms are next week though, so if not that’s fine I guess.”
Julia’s heart sank. It was about tutoring.
“Sure. When do you want your first lesson?” She kept her tone light.
He smiled and for just a second, his eyes flicked up and down her small frame.”
“Friday. Is your place alright?”
Friday. On Friday, her parents were going to be out of town.
“Yeah that works. What time?”
The bell started ringing madly.
“Right after school.” He grinned that confident grin of his. “See you then.”
And then he disappeared through the crowd, leaving Julia blushing at her locker.
Friday morning came, and the day passed in a blur of excitement for Julia. The final bell came, and Julia rushed home, and changed out of her uniform. She chose a green tank top, and didn’t wear a bra. She slid a denim mini skirt on, and decided to stay bare foot. She shook her long hair out. She dug through the piles of homework on her desk, her arms laden with textbooks that she set out on the kitchen table. She decided to take her mind off the butterflies swarming her stomach by going over some of the material she planned to show Ben. A moment later, the doorbell rang. Julia padded over to the front door, and could see through the glass that it was Ben. She opened the door and smiled. He’d changed out of his uniform too. He wore a pair on jeans and a yellow polo, but he made it look amazingly sexy. Julia realized she wasn’t wearing underwear beneath her skirt.
“C’mon in.”
She opened the door wide and Ben passed through.
“The kitchen?”
“Yep.”
Julia took a seat, and Ben sat next to her, scooting his chair so close that they could feel the heat coming off each other’s bodies.
“So.” He said.
“So.” She said back, meeting his gaze, with an eyebrow raised.
Julia began with adjective agreements. It seemed that Ben didn’t know the basics, and that was where his problems were based.
“So, if you want to say that something feminine is red, you’ll change rojo to roja.”
“What if I’m making the noun plural?”
“Well if it’s going to be plural and feminine, then you’ll change it to roja, and then add an ‘s’. Get it?”
He lifted his eyes to hers.
“I think so.”
“Awesome.” Julia smiled. She liked teaching him.
“Let’s take a break.”
They both stood, and Julia walked around the island, and pulled the fridge open. She grabbed the handle and pulled it open, surveying its measly contents. She grabbed a beer.
“You wanna drink?”
He ached an eyebrow. “I didn’t think you broke rules.”
“Who said I did?”
He grinned.
“Your parents aren’t here. Do they know you’re alone with a guy?”
Julia pulled the top off and took a sip of the amber liquid.
“So you don’t want a drink then?”
He grinned, and Julia tossed his a bottle. Julia hopped up onto the island, and let her legs dangle as she sipped. She liked the feeling that the alcohol gave her.
“Aren’t you friends with that Tonya girl?”
Julia nodded, thinking of her funny friend.
“Yeah, why?”
“She’s going to prom with Conner.”
“Yeah. She never shuts up about it.”
They finished their beers, but didn’t want to go back to work.
Julia sighed.
“Well. Back to work then.”
She hopped down, and tossed her reached to throw her beer bottle in the bin, but Ben was blocking it. He stepped left, as she did the same. She stepped right, and Ben did too. Julia tried again, marmaris escort but Ben was smiling, he was doing it on purpose.
“Well that’s not fair,” She pouted.
He stepped closer, forcing Julia to step back into the island.
“Who said anything about fair?”
He stepped even closer. Julia bit her lower lip.
“This certainly isn’t fair.” She murmured.
Ben reached an arm behind Julia, and before she realized what he was doing, she was suddenly pressed against him, and his arms were wrapped around her waist, his mouth on hers. He backed her up further into the island, and se hopped back up, and Ben stood between her legs. His tongue pressed against the barrier her lips presented, and she couldn’t resist the warmth that was spreading form the center of her body, and she moaned into his mouth. Ben’s hands slid under her tank top, and ran along her spine. It tickled wonderfully, and she giggled, accidentally pressing her chest against his. His fingers stroked higher, and after a moment, he realized there was no bra on the nymph like beauty before him.
His lips pulled away long enough for him to glance down at the erect nipples poking through the thin material. Julia didn’t notice. She moaned again, and craned her neck further, trying to reach his lips. Ben grinned in spite of himself, and he obliged, kissing her passionately, His hands resumed their traveling, and he slid his fingers under her firm ass. He lifted her off the island, and she wrapped her long leg around his hips. She could feel something hard pressed against her cunt, and looked down to see a huge erection nestled between her legs. It made her moan harder, and she felt a tingling deep within her. Her tiny skirt rode up higher.
Ben broke the kiss long enough to give her a quizzical look.
“Upstairs.” She groaned. He carried her up the grand staircase, and smiled at how light she was. He knew she was a dancer, and when he saw the door with a little ballerina figure on it, he pushed it open. There was a queen bed opposite the door. He carried her to it and pushed her down. She giggled and smiled up at him as he pulled his shirt off, revealing defined stomach muscles. He straddled her hips, and leant down, probing her mouth with his tongue. Julia’s hips began to writhe, rising to meet him, but Ben Put a hand on her lower tummy, and held her down. She let a frustrated groan escape, and Ben lightly nipped her lip. She moaned, and Ben planted a series of kisses just around her mouth before lowering his focus to her neck, where he bit and licked, each perfectly executed nip warranting a squeak or a sigh from Julia. Ben’s fingers tugged the edge of her shirt up, and in one liquid motion the tank top was off. Ben groaned at the perfectly flat and smooth belly that reached up to the orb like tits, with two pink nipples standing hard. Ben lowered himself on top of her, and started kissing the area just around the nipples. Julia thrust herself upwards, trying to force her beautiful tits into his mouth and Ben just pushed her down again. He finally let his tongue run over the nipples and Julia gasped in pleasure. He sucked the exquisite mounds, before kissing his way down to her navel. By now, Julia was moaning quite loudly, and Ben was physically holding her down. He stroked the inside of her tones thighs, each time reaching higher, but never touching her throbbing pussy, he’s let his fingers travel a mere inch or so from it, then he’s pull away. Finally, after a few minutes of the awful teasing, Ben unbuttoned her skirt, and was amazed to find the lack of panties.
“Well you do like to break rules, don’t you?”
Julia squealed in response, and Ben chuckled, enjoying the effect he was having on her. His cock was hard and he could feel the cum building, but he had discipline, and was content to play with the little virgin wiggling beneath him. He unzipped the skirt further, and noticed that her wet cunt was covered in a light patch of blonde curls. He lowered his face to her throbbing pussy, and smelled the sweet smell of her arousal. He pulled the skirt all the way down and tossed it somewhere behind it. He couldn’t resist one little kiss, so he planted his lips around her clit, and her body shuddered. If this was how she reacted to a little child’s play, Ben wondered what would happen when she climaxed. He unzipped his jeans too, and pulled down his boxers. A seven-inch cock sprang free, and Julia’s eyes bugged out, she’d never seen cock before. He kissed her belly button, before standing, and marmaris escort bayan walking to the head of the bed. He gently lifted her head off the bed, and her creamy ass was revealed as she flopped over onto her tummy and a drop of precum leaked from his rock hard cock. He was kneeling on the bed, with his back against the wall, her flushed face a few inches away from his manhood.
She looked at him, and he was struck by the innocent look in her eyes.
“Can I-?”
He nodded, and held the hair out of her face. She propped herself up on her elbows, and reached out a tentative hand. She stroked the underside, and Ben groaned. She smiled up at him, and he brushed a loose tendril out of her face.
She noticed the pearly liquid dripping out from the tip. She lowered her mouth to the tip, and without asking, she licked the head. She licked her full lips.
“Mmmmm.”
She wrapped her warm lips around the cock, and let her tongue run in circled around it. His hand wrapped into a fist around her hair, not hurting her, but she could feel the intensity in him. She relaxed her throat, and in one go, she swallowed the whole cock into her mouth.

Ben stared down at the sight in front him. He’d had a lot of girls. A lot of girls. But none had been quite like Julia. She was so… Ben wasn’t used to feeling that way about a girl. But with his hands holding her auburn hair, and his thick cock enveloped in her sensuous mouth, he knew she wasn’t going to be a fuck buddy. He was in love. Her mouth began moving up and down over his cock, and she wrapped a tiny hand around the base of it. She used her hand and her lips in sync, letting the hand become an extension of her hot mouth. She bobbed up and down, and let her fingers stroke the underside of his cock. He felt the cum filling his balls, and like she was reading his mind, Julia pulled her mouth away, and flipped over, Ben let her hair drop, and it fell in a fan, framing her face. There. Now Julia was lying on her back, her tits still bouncing. She scooted herself further under his cock, and wrapping both hands around his cock, she started to give him the hand-job of his life, while she sucked his hot balls into her mouth. Ben groaned again, and Julia flipped back over again, this time letting her hands cup his balls, and she let her mouth take over the cock. She bobbed up and down, starting out slowly, letting a few inches in, but as she sped up, she took more and more of the cock into her hot mouth, and soon she was taking the full cock into her mouth, pulling almost all the way out, letting her tongue rapidly tickle the underside of his cock, and Ben felt himself nearing climax. Soon, his hands were wound through her silky hair again, and he was controlling her mouth, thrusting into her mouth, and Julia did her part by not gagging, and letting her tongue flick wildly, and then his head rolled back in ecstasy, and He was cumming in her mouth. Julia kept on licking his cock, even as the cum filled her mouth. Finally he finished, and Julia sat up, staring at him. She opened her perfect mouth, and a little cum dribbled out. She kept her eyes glued to his as she swallowed, and licked her lips. He felt his cock beginning to swell again, impossibly. She was just so damn hot, he couldn’t help it. He gathered the tiny beauty into his arms, and she smiled.
“It’s my turn, isn’t it?”
For an answer, Ben bit her bottom lip hard, and the effect was instant. She groaned, and Ben lifted her up onto his lap. He let his mouth explore her tits, and let his hand curl over her mound. She pushed her cunt into his hand, and his middle finger massages her clit, her nails dug into his back as she held back a scream.
Ben grinned as he felt his erection rise, and he pushed her back onto the bed. He lowered his mouth to her cunt, and let his tongue probe her entrance. He managed to push a few inches in when he hit a soft, spongy barrier. Ben was about to push past it, but he heard Julia gasp, and he realized what it was. She was a virgin. That amazing blowjob, from a virgin? It only made Ben want her more. She was his, all his, and as far as he was concerned, that meant forever. He slid himself on top of her. They were both slick with sweat and Julia’s whole body quivered. He held himself over her.
“Do you trust me?”
Julia panted, then hesitated. Ben’s lips were on hers and his hands gripped her waist, as he ground his hips into hers, when he pulled away, Julia gasped.
“Yes!”
“You trust me then?” He whispered, still grinding escort marmaris his hips into her, his tongue outlining her lips.
“I trust you!” She moaned.
He pinched her nipples and pushed his pelvis against the spot where he knew her clit was hidden. He hotter she was, the easier it would be for her. Ben angled his now erect cock at her entrance, it barely fit in. Julia was biting her lower lip, she was scared. He looked down at her, wishing he could drink in her perfect face.
“Do you think you’re ready?”
She said nothing, and Ben took one of her hands in each of his. He held them together above her head, and she seemed to like being held down, because even though she still looked scared, she squirmed beneath him. He kissed each nipple again, before he lowered himself back on top of her, and in the same instant that he thrust into her velvety pussy, he kisses her deeply, swallowing her scream. He didn’t give her time to feel the full pain, instead he started to pull out and thrust back in, going slowly, but deepening the kiss. It worked; his lips distracted her from his cock. Soon, Julia’s pain disappeared, and was replaced by a startling fullness she’d never felt before. His thrusts quickened, and he released her hands, to hold down her bucking hips. It was her first time; she deserved to get the fucking of her life. He never took his lips off hers and her hands wound around his broad shoulders, occasionally running through his hair. His thrusts picked up speed, he’d push himself all the way in, grind himself against her clit, and then pull out, occasionally using a finger to rub her clit, and soon Julia felt Ben’s head swell in her hot pussy, and she wondered how something so huge could fit into her. Ben wondered the same thing, her pussy was so tight and soon he was shooting his burning load into her liquid pussy, and it was amazing. As his cock grew as blood filled his groin in her throbbing cunt Julia’s moans turned to shrieks, and soon Ben had to tongue-fuck her mouth to keep her screams or orgasm from filling the neighborhood. Ben fell on top of her, and Julia loved feeling his weight on top of her. The were both covered in each other’s sweat, and as Ben pulled his soft cock out of her pussy, cum dripped out of her deflowered pussy. She let one of her fingers scoop it up, and she licked it clean, then she pushed herself into his chest, demanding his lips. They kissed for a while, but sleepiness got the better of them. It had begun to rain, and although they were both dead tired, there was too much racing through their minds to sleep. After their breathing had slowed, Ben sighed, and reached for his boxers and pulled them back on. He began to reach for his shirt, when Julia’s fingers lightly pulled it out of his grasp.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Ben looked at her, surprised. She had that sexy, after sex glow. Her lips were especially pink, as were her cheeks. Her eyes drooped a little and her hair glistened.
“You want me to stay?”
Julia propped herself up, and her breasts were thrust out.
She pouted. “You’re not going to leave a little girl all by herself are you?”
Ben smiled at her.
“You don’t look like a little girl to me. You look like a really sexy woman lying naked in bed.”
Julia tugged his polo over her head, and although her breasts were now covered, the nipples still poked through the cotton, and it hung loosely over her flat tummy.
“You can’t very well leave without your shirt, now can you?”
Ben sat back down, and he pulled her back so her head was resting in his lap.
“My parents are away for their anniversary.”
“Mine are at a conference.”
Ben stroked her cheek, and let his other hand trace her collarbone.
“So we’ve got a whole weekend to ourselves?”
Julia looked up at him.
“Would you like that?”
He couldn’t help but grin at the sight before him.
“You’re all mine aren’t you?”
Julia surveyed him with those large, intelligent eyes.
“It doesn’t much matter what I say, does it?”
Ben’s hands fell onto her waist, and their grip tightened.
“Not really. Because you are mine.”
Julia laughed softly. “I’m yours, am I?”
Ben raised an eyebrow. “You don’t think so?”
“I thought it didn’t matter what I said.”
One of Ben’s hands slapped her perfect butt, but all it did was make Julia squirm.
“I think I might like being yours.” She murmured.
Ben pulled her up, back into his arms. They both sat in the pillows, and Ben wrapped an arm around her delicate shoulders. Julia nuzzled his chest. Ben leant down, and kissed the top of her head.
“Julia?”
Julia looked up.
“Hmm?”
“You’re mine.”
Julia smiled into his chest.
“I know.”

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My daughter, Sally is a pretty girl. She is also shy, and managed to get through high school without having a real date. Her only close friend was Susan. Once, Susan arranged for the same boy to take both of them to a school dance. Sally wanted to go. She was also nervous about it, and almost relieved when the boy got the flu, and could not attend. Susan came over, and spent the night with my daughter.

Like many girls, Sally feels self conscious about her weight. Susan, who dated several boys in high school, has the pencil thin body of a professional model, and a face to go with it. Sally is what they call in Yiddish, “zaftig.” She is buxom, rather than fat, with large breasts, and a waist that is much thinner than her full, rounded hips. I liked to show her pictures of German beer maids to try to convince her that many men preferred women like her, but I was unconvincing, because boys did not ask her for dates. Her face is not as beautiful as her mother’s, but pretty in the same way, and with a shy smile that I wished she would show the world more often.

Susan tried to get a boy friend to ask Sally to the senior prom. It did not work out. Susan went with another boy. At the dinner table, the night of her senior prom, Sally did not feel like talking. She ate quickly, and went to her bedroom, and closed the door. When I saw her several hours later, I could tell she had been crying.

While this was happening, my marriage was crumbling around me. My wife was beautiful. When we got married I thought I was the luckiest man in the world. My wife did not think she was as fortunate. Our relationship was always more important to me than to her. When my career did not go anywhere, my wife did not let me forget it. The fact that I worked hard at a job I did not like for a boss who did not like me did not matter to her. She valued results, not effort.

When my wife found a man whose career was zooming into the stratosphere, she at first tried to hide the affair from Sally and me. Then, she did not care. Finally, she flaunted it.

My wife sued for divorce. I did not even contest it. What was there to contest? I still loved her. She wanted out. I did not want to keep her if she did not want to stay.

Unfortunately, I made the mistake of not hiring a lawyer. Because my wife hired a good one, she got the house, and most of our joint bank account. All I had left from twenty years of marriage were a few good memories, a larger number of bad ones, a car dying of old age, our smaller TV, an old radio, my clothes and books, some furniture for my apartment, and the love of my daughter.

After she graduated from high school, Sally got a job at a department store, and continued to live with her mother. I was afraid my ex-wife’s lover would put the moves on Sally, but Sally told me that she despised him, and made that as clear as she could without saying anything.

For Sally’s eighteenth birthday, she and I decided that we would go to a restaurant to celebrate, and she would sleep over. It would be the closest thing she had ever had to a date. Except for courting my ex-wife, I had not dated anyone for over two decades. I had not even thought about other women after the divorce. That had pretty much kicked the wind out of me.

When I picked up Sally at what used to be my manavgat escort home, my ex-wife greeted me with chilly courtesy. I was glad her new lover was not there. Sally looked charming, with a blue floral dress that beautifully draped curves I tried not to admire, and a small suit case for the night over.

As we walked from my car to the restaurant, several men looked at my daughter with admiration, and me with envy. I opened the restaurant door for Sally, as though she was my girl friend, and we were soon seated. An elegantly clad waiter came over and asked, “Will you be ordering drinks?”

I said, “We are celebrating my daughter’s eighteenth birthday. I would like to look at a wine list, please.” Eighteen was the legal drinking age where we lived.

“I will need to look at your identification,” the waiter said to Sally. When she showed him her driver’s license, he said, “Yes, indeed. Happy birthday.”

I took out my driver’s license and showed it to the waiter too. “She really is my daughter, I promise.”

He smiled. “Of course, sir.”

When the waiter came back with the wine list, I said, “Give it to the birthday girl. She is the guest of honor.”

Sally looked at the list. After the waiter left, she said, “I don’t know anything about wine, Daddy, you choose.”

I looked at the list, and decided on a bottle of Kendall Jackson cabernet sauvignon. When the waiter returned with a bottle of the wine, two glasses, and an opener, he said, “In honor of your daughter’s birthday, this is on the house.”

“Oh, wow, thanks a lot,” Sally said giggling.

With a great deal of ceremony, the waiter opened the wine glass, and poured a small amount of wine in a glass for me to sample. I tried to play the role, as though I was used to this, but could not help saying, “You sure do this better than Rick at my neighborhood tavern. This is excellent, thank you.”

I ordered steak. Sally ordered a pasta dish. “A place like this makes me want to forget my diet,” she said.

“The men who admired you as we walked here did not think you needed a diet,” I said.

We each drank two glasses of the cabernet. When we were finished, Sally said, “That wine really went to my head, but I want one more.” We decided on two glasses of port.

We returned to my apartment in time to watch “Casablanca,” which by fortuitous chance was playing on the HBO channel.

When we were inside, Sally said, “I feel drowsy from all that wine. I don’t know if I want to stay awake for the whole movie. I think I will get into my pajamas.” She took her suit case into my bed room to change, only to return several minutes later with an embarrassed look on her face. “I wanted to get out of that house so fast that I forgot to pack my pajamas. All I have is a bath robe.”

“All I have for you is a t shirt,” I said.

“That’s fine, Daddy.”

Several minutes she came out of my bed room wearing nothing but my t shirt, and panties. I tried not to look too hard at her buxom figure, asked, “Shouldn’t you be wearing your bath robe?”

“You’re my daddy, manavgat escort bayan so it doesn’t matter. If someone comes to the door, I’ll put it on.”

“If someone comes to the door, I want you to stay out of sight.”

“You’re being silly, Daddy, but I will.”

When we sat on my sofa to watch the movie, Sally snuggled close to me. I should have told her not to put her arm around my shoulder, but I did not. I should not have enjoyed the smell of her perfume, but I did.

When the movie was half over, Sally said, “I want another glass of wine. Do you have any?”

“Isn’t three enough?” I asked.

“It’s my birthday. I’m old enough to drink now. Aren’t you glad I’m not the kind of daughter who drank my way through high school?”

“Yes, and I’m glad you didn’t get pregnant, too. You said you were getting drowsy.”

“I’m not anymore.”

I should have told her that there was no wine in the apartment, but she may have found it during her visit, and detected my lie. “It’s in the cabinet next to the refrigerator.”

Sally squeezed me affectionately. “Thanks, Daddy.” When she got up and walked to the kitchen, I tried not to admire her delicious bottom. When she walked back with an open wine bottle, and two glasses, I tried not to notice that her nipples were erect with arousal, and pointing through my t shirt. I hoped she would not notice that my penis was also erect.

After we had another glass of wine, I made a bed for Sally on the sofa. Before I walked to my bedroom, she hugged me, and kissed me on the cheek. “Thanks for everything, Daddy,” she said, “This has been the most wonderful birthday of my life.”

I walked into my bedroom, closed the door, got into my pajamas, and climbed into bed, trying not to acknowledge how aroused I was by my own daughter. A half hour later, I had not gone to sleep yet, and she knocked on my door. “Yes, sweetheart,” I said.

She opened the door. “Daddy, do you remember when I was a little girl, and you let me crawl into bed with you when I was sad or scared?”

“It seems like only a few weeks ago,” said. “You grew up so fast.”

“May I do it again?”

I should have refused, but I did not. She climbed into bed, and kissed my cheek, “Thanks, Daddy.” Then she kissed my lips.”

“Why did you do that?” I asked.

“I’ve never kissed anyone on the lips before. Someday I want to have a boy friend.”

“I am your father. Remember that.”

“Of course, Daddy,” she said. Then she kissed me again.

It may have been the wine. It may have been my loneliness. It may have been the pain from my divorce. My ex-wife was the only woman I had ever been with. For years we had done it rarely, and in a perfunctory manner. Now I was with an attractive and shapely girl who loved me as much as I loved her. It was not my fault that she was also my daughter. Losing my reluctance, I kissed her several more times, and put my hand under the t shirt she was wearing, feeling her back, and marveling at her softness and warmth. I had half hoped she escort manavgat would pull away from that, but she held me closer, and began kissing more passionately. I moved my hand in front, and began fondling her breast. She said, “This t shirt is getting in the way,” and removed it.

After fondling my daughter’s breasts, and kissing her nipples, I pulled away, and said “Sally, I’m enjoying this too much. We should not be doing this.”

“Yes we should. It’s my idea. I have cried so many times thinking about what Mom did to you. I love you very much, and I want you to feel good again.”

I put my hand into her panties, and felt her delicious cheeks. She bent her hips. This time I was the one to remove her panties. Her vagina was dripping with lubrication. She unsnapped my pajama bottoms, and removed my erect penis. I still tried to resist. She squeezed my penis, saying, “Oh, Oh.”

“Do you want it?”

“Yes I do.”

“The pain I’ve gone through with Mom increases my desire for you,” I said.

Sally lay on her back, spread her thighs, and said, “Don’t talk. Just do it.”

I tried to enter her, but her vagina was tight, and her hymen was hard. When I could tell I was hurting her, I stopped. “I can’t do this, it’s wrong.” She began to cry softly. I kissed a tear, and asked, “Did I hurt you very much?”

“You hurt me because you stopped. I have a confession to make. I did not forget my pajamas. I planned all of this. I want you to, Daddy.”

This time I did not stop, but pushed hard into my daughter’s vagina, breaking her hymen, and going deep into where no man or boy had gone before. I could tell that her first intercourse was continually painful, and I had been aroused for so long, so I soon ejaculated. My orgasm was long and intense. I pulled out, and got a wash cloth to wipe away my daughter’s virginal blood, and my life’s fluid. “I feel guilty,” I confessed, “but I could not stop myself.”

She kissed me again. “Thank you, thank you so much. This is the way I always thought it would be.”

We slept in each other’s arms. When we woke up the next morning, I had an erection. When Sally noticed that, she held my penis, and said, “Put it in. Put it in.”

I did. This time she was not in pain, and I was able to last long enough to bring her to several orgasms. The love in her eyes was so different from the dutiful expression my wife would have had. Sally’s final orgasm happened the same time as mine. When we were finished, she hugged me, saying, “That was so wonderful. I always wanted my first time to be perfect. This was.”

“The love I feel for you as a father is now joined with my love for you as my mistress,” I said.

Sally cooked an excellent breakfast for us, remaining completely naked. My eyes drank in her youth, and her resemblance to my ex-wife. “You are not one bit too chubby,” I told her, “just soft, and shapely, and beautiful.” She walked over to thank me with a kiss. After breakfast, Sally sat on my lap. As I kissed her and fondled her magnificent breasts, I told her, “If you are pregnant, we’ll say you had a boyfriend who left you. You can move in and we’ll raise the child together.”

“I just had a period, so I don’t think I’m fertile. Can I come back again for this?”

“Of course, Baby. Next time we won’t be so careless. We must make sure no one ever knows.”

Sally felt to see that I had another erection, and said, “Let’s do it again.”

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