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The Mom was a beautiful woman approaching the 40 year mark. She had kept her slim figure. When wearing a skirt to work, her long legs and great ass would make many girls half her age envy. She had kept most of here slender waistline despite giving birth to three children. Her hair was blond in a hundred golden and light shades and had a little natural curl. Mom didn’t shave her pussy. She trimmed of course and had a neat little triangle of hair, just the right size for her frame. Her breasts were quite small. You have to choose, she had told her husband a long time ago, a slim figure or big boobs. You can’t have both on the long run. It had appeared to be true. Most of her friends with larger bosoms had gone quite a lot wider during the years.

Two careers at their peak, three kids and a house on the countryside not far from Dublin had over the years been tearing the romance out of their marriage. To Mom, Dad did not seem to pay her any attention; he was distant and not listening and turning into a grumpy old man. To Dad, Mom had turned frigid and permanently in PMS mood. Which was the cause and which was the effect will never be sorted out, but both were true. The last time they had sex was more than 3 years ago. It was not lovemaking, it was mating. At a New Year’s Party, a slightly drunk Mom had asked Dad to grant her another child. And so he did. To his own great regret he succeeded in his very first try. Frustrating as that too was the first sex in a couple of years.

Dad was painfully aware that they had mated without a single kiss. He remembered the discussion between hookers in the movie “Pretty Woman” that kissing a customer is strictly forbidden, because with kisses comes emotions. Dad concluded that the mating on New Year’s was without emotions. Mom just lay there and waited for him to deliver. The last time Mom and Dad had kissed was more than six years ago. This bothered Dad a lot, but they never talked about it.

It happened, that Mom hurt her knee and needed surgery. For a few months she needed a lot of rest, had a lot of exercises to do and should only walk using crotches. That’s why the Girl was hired. She was not au pair, because she was not a foreigner, and she was not a full time nanny, because the kids weren’t infants. She was just a 20 year old babysitter from a town nearby with very long working hours, and just as Irish as the family themselves.

Dad never thought of the Girl as sexy. Even if she was. Both Mom and Dad saw her as the nicest possible person to help with the kids. An angel. A friendly face, big brown eyes and always in a good mood in a calm and relaxed way. Everybody loved her from the start. But she also had long dark brown hair, very tanned and firm legs, a waistline like a wasp and a very nice set of tits, quite big but not hanging – the kind that you only find on very young girls or if you pay for them. (She did indeed have both the slim figure and big boobs proving Moms theory wrong if it wasn’t for the on-the-long-run-clause)

But Dad never thought of her as sexy. Well – as a man he looked secretly like every man does at every hot girl. He was quite aware of her figure and qualities, but in his fantasies there was only room for Mom and anonymous women with no faces. And there were plenty of fantasies in Dads head. Not getting laid he spanked the monkey like he was 15 years old. Catholic priests turned to molesting little boys out of pure frustration and they didn’t even have to sleep next to the woman of their desire every night. Dad didn’t turn to those thoughts, but he did spend quite some time in the company of his right hand.

No, Dad never thought of the Girl as sexy. Until that Saturday in August. It was hot like hell. The kids were playing in an inflatable pool. Mom was chilling on a sunbed. Dad wasn’t. Being a ginger like a lot of Irish, he didn’t like the sun or the heat too much. And working in an office, he liked using his hands and his body on weekends. So he was building a tool shed – not a prefabricated one, but from scratch.

The Girl had been playing with the kids by the pool but now took a short break on another sunbed next to Mom. From behind the shed under construction, Dad glared at the two women, both lying with their feet towards him. Mom was laying face down, bra unhooked and wearing just panties. Dad loved that ass, and he loved the perfect curve of the back all the way up to the elegant neck which was visible because the golden hair was quickly pulled up with a rubber band. Mom used to do that.

The Girl was on her back, legs just slightly apart. She wore a simple pair of panties. Not laces, not a thong or G-string, just plain white cotton. They were kind of loose and baggy, but very very small. Dad could not make out the contour of her labia, but had not doubt, the Girl was completely shaven. Besides the tiny panties she was wearing a matching T-shirt – too loose fit to be considered a top, but so short, it would not even come close to cover her bellybutton. From where Dad was watching he could stare up under it and see the underside of her ample bosom. Dad always found the boob underside sexier. That is the part that a cleavage never shows.

That was the moment when Dad realised the Girl was hot. Lava hot. The part of him that was stuck in the workwear shorts – the only thing he was wearing – agreed with his eyes. The felt the bulge stretching the fabric. It wasn’t that Mom’s ass and back side wasn’t delicious, but he had watched that over and over again and not getting any – so just for the variation his eyes was glued to the much younger Girl. Feeling a bit ashamed too, he shortly continued working with wood and screws trying to take his mind off that nice piece of woman.

He didn’t notice the Girl getting up before she was standing just a few inches from him.

“I’m sorry,” she confessed in a whispering voice. “But the weather is so frickin hot and that makes me horny beyond my control.” She looked deep into Dads eyes with her big Bambi-eyes. “Would it be okay if I masturbated if I make sure the kids won’t notice”, she then asked.

“Fine by me”, Dad replied, caught so much by surprise that he had no other reaction than to stay cool. “But,” he added, “you might want to make sure Mom doesn’t notice either. I am guessing she won’t take it too well if she has to see you as a sexual being, even though that’s quite obvious.”

The Girl gave Dad a small nod and a smile, and returned to her sunbed. She laid down, just as she did before, only now with her right hand into the front of her panties, the legs slightly more apart and knees bent.

Dad tried very hard not to, but after a few minutes he couldn’t resist looking from behind the shed. Immediately batman escort they made eye contact. The Girl was indeed masturbating, but she also seemed to be waiting for his look. She smiled, and with her free left hand she pulled the cotton fabric aside giving Dad a very clear look at what she was doing. Just as Dad had thought, she was completely shaven. Her labia were glistening and wet and a bit swollen. Her index finger was circling her clit and from time to time led down and between the lips. The Girl continued handling herself while keeping eye contact with Dad, who just stood there, frozen to the ground behind the corner of the unfinished shed.

A few minutes passed. The minute a happy scream from the kids in the pool woke Dad from his hypnosis and he with all the power of will he could muster went back to his work, was the very same minute the Girl once again got up and went to him.

This time she didn’t speak. She went to him, fire in her eyes, breathing heavily. Without breaking eye contact, she yanked his short down. Dad’s dick rose with a speed and determination as if he was 14 years old again. The Girl lifted her left leg as high as she could and placed it with the hollow of her knee in Dads waiting right arm, locking with his elbow. In a matter of seconds, she pulled the cotton underwear to the side, got a grip on Dads throbbing member and introduced it to her own slippery crack.

She then places her hands on Dads hips trying to press him forward. She didn’t have to though. Dad immediately started pounding and hit bottom in the very first stroke. Dad hands found their way under the shirt to the perfect tits. They felt like touching a piece of heaven. The girl gasped and tried very hard to be silent, Mom half a sleep in the sun just around the corner. She put her arms around Dad in a forceful hug as she had an orgasm after less than one minute. She buried her face in Dads hairy chest trying to mute her moaning. It was easy detected she did in fact come, because apparently she was a squirter. A wonderful clear liquid sprayed from her pussy onto Dad’s belly and dripping to the ground and into his shorts, still hanging between his knees. It was as if she had peed, except for the fact it didn’t look like pee, it didn’t smell like pee and it sure didn’t taste like pee.

Before even coming down from her orgasm, the Girl lifted her leg down and turned around. She bent over, gripping her own ankles. She kept her long tanned legs straight and presented her perfect ass right in the air, not more than a centimetre from Dad’s throbbing member. He grapped her by the hips and once again penetrated her young crotch, hitting bottom in his first stroke.

Her second orgasm came so quickly that it might have been one long, double orgasm. Once again it took just a few strokes, before she squirted – due to the angle of her body mostly backwards and once again on to dad’s crotch and into his shorts. Damn, she was easy to please; Dad thought to himself, while he did not give her any rest but just continued to plow away.

The frantic movements suddenly stopped as the both heard or sensed it – Crotches in the grass, Mom was coming. In a matter of seconds, like it was a ninja movie, both Dad and the Girl did everything right. As Mom approached around the corner to the left, the Girl stealthed around the corner to the right. Dad pulled his shorts up, barely covering the glistening purple head that almost reached for his bellybutton. He grabbed a bottle of water and emptied it all over his face the very second, Mom turned the corner. It would seem he was cooling himself – and in fact he was in more than one way, but he also covered the female cum juice that was all over his belly and shorts.

“Feeling hot?” Mom asked.

“Very”, was Dads short reply.

“Do you know where the Girl went”, Mom asked.

Dad didn’t really know what to answer, and he didn’t have to. A sudden change in the sound carpet from happily playing kids gave the answer. Mom and Dad both looked around the corner of the shed and saw the Girl standing dripping wet in the kid’s pool, which she had just dived into. The kids were screaming with joy and it was impossible for neither Mom nor Dad to avoid noticing that the Girl at that moment could have won every single miss wet T-shirt competition in the world. A thousand sparks from the sun reflecting in the drops of water falling from her hair and from the splashing kids around her, a face like a smiling angel – combined with another thousand sparks from eyes on fire. A tanned body, a perfect frame worthy of a lingerie model, covered only in white, wet cotton hiding absolutely nothing. Dark areolas, puffy nipples and a smooth camel toe were all perfectly visible. Dad made an effort to take a mental picture of the sight while at the same time pretending to Mom, he didn’t.

Eventually the sun descended lower on the sky, the pool play ended and Dad finished his work on the shed for the day. The barbecue was on and everybody was properly dressed for dinner. Dad was puzzled. The Girl acted exactly as she had always done. She was a smiling angel, paying attention to the kids and doing her part in making dinner a relaxing family event. Everything was back to normal – with the exception of 20 unusual minutes earlier that day, nothing seemed to have changed. But Dad could not bring himself to see her as he did before. Now he could see her as nothing but sexy. Besides, his balls was about to explode, not having sex for a couple of years and then suddenly fuck a young girl silly without cumming was quite painful. Well, he could handle that in the bathroom with his right hand later, he thought.

After the kids were put to bed, Mom, Dad and the Girl enjoyed one of those summer nights that never gets really dark. A few glasses of white wine contributed to the mood, and they all went to bed around midnight – the Girl went to her room first and Mom and Dad took dishes and glasses to the kitchen and turned in a few moments later.

Dad slept in his boxers only, Moms as always in a night gown. Dad had always liked this one: Very tight and very short with blue and white horizontal stripes, all being very flattering of Mom’s figure. Dad thought about going to the bathroom to take care of his aching balls, but eventually dozed off.

Dads dreams was full of wet t-shirts and bent over young bodies, but at some point he realized that he wasn’t all dreaming. The sounds were too real. He realized his boxers were gone and he was getting a blow job. A good one too. But Mom was fast asleep next to him. He lifted his head. In the moonlight he saw the Girl. Naked. Between his legs. Her head was slowly travelling up and down batman escort bayan his entire shaft from the tip of the head all the way to the pubic bone and then back. He was rock hard and man, could she deep throat! His hands found her hair, his head went heavily back onto the pillow and his eyes closed. It was heaven – at least for a few minutes.

Suddenly the light was turned on. Mom had woken. She grabbed the Girl by the hair and violently pulled her away from Dads throbbing member. Mom kept her grip, pressing the Girls face hard down between Dad and herself, pacifying the Girl on her chin and knees, her naked ass pointing to the ceiling.

“What the fuck is going on”, Mom screamed. She was angry. She probably had a lot of emotions cooking, but the one showing was pure anger.

In a way, Dad had expected some sort of a showdown for years. He was ready. He knew he loved Mom. But he also knew that they as a couple had transformed into a family and as such abandoned the couple. They were spouses, but there were no romance between them. He knew he couldn’t live the rest of his life like that. Eventually it had to change – either they would fix it or be separated. He had known that for ages, just never had the nerve or energy to do anything about it. But now it seemed the time had come. For these reasons, Dad was calm. He probably had a lot of emotions too, but none was showing.

“Well,” Dad said. “I’m not sure, I just woke up, you know. But I am guessing, the Girl is blowing me and returning a favour, as I helped her get off this afternoon.”

His calm voice did not calm Mom down. It seemed to fuel her anger even more. She turned her head and let it out on the Girl, as Dad seemed immune to anger.

“Is that so, Bitch, did you get sexual favours from my husband?”

“ I’m sorry”, the Girl mumbled into the mattress. “ I needed sex. Dad needs sex too. We all need sex.”

Mom’s anger turned into a complete rage. She pulled the Girl further up the bed and turned her over. There were tears in the Girls eyes and she looked genuinely frightened. Mom lifted the Girls legs and forced the knees into the armpits, displaying her bare butt. The Girl did not resist at all, but seemed to accept her fate. Mom’s hand found its target with a hard clap and the Girl whined quietly. Mom was punishing her like kids were disciplined a hundred years ago. The Girl was getting her ass whipped.

“So, the little slut was just horny? “ Mom continued to shout at the Girl while the slaps were pouring down on her buttocks. “How does this feel”, Mom wanted to know.

“ It hurts,” the Girl said with a weak, trembling voice.

“That’s right it does” Mom continued. “Still horny?”

“Yes” the Girl cried.

“Well you better get some then” Mom continued. She looked Dad straight in the eyes. “Fuck her!” she commanded.

“What?” Dad replied in disbelief. “This is madness”

Mom’s voice went down a notch which did not make it less frightening. “What is madness is that you will get a blowjob from a girl half your age in our own bed with me lying next to you and that you will not fuck her when I ask you to”.

Mom’s eyes were black like an animal’s. Dad knew that look. He had seen it three times; every time Mom gave birth. He had been so impressed with that primal force of nature coming from apparently nowhere when needed the most. A force used for giving life to another being and showing itself in the look of the eyes creating a pipeline into the very soul of the primal woman. Now that force had returned, definitely not to give life, but maybe to salvage one. Dad was not in the mood for arguing against that. Besides, he was horny as hell, he had a full boner, and he was just asked to fuck an extremely hot girl, already lying naked in his bed. How bad could that be…

Dad sat behind the red striped ass and easily fit his dick inside the Girl’s pussy once again. She was wet and slippery and his member was still soaked in her saliva. The Girl let out a deep moan. She lifted her hands to support her own legs, keeping her body as receptive as possible. Dad started to move himself in and out, placing his hands on her thighs. He took it slow compared to what he did behind the shed.

“Does you pussy like it? Is my husband’s cock good to you?” Mom’s interrogation continued, but the Girl only moaned in reply.

Mom slapped the Girl right on the clit – not so hard this time, but still with an audible slap. The Girls moan was half pain, half pleasure. Mom slapped again. And again. Moms other hand found a nipple and pinched hard. The Girl cried out in pain, but still not completely without pleasure. Mom was indeed punishing her, but the punishment was clearly sexual – otherwise she could just have punched the Girls teeth out.

Mom was now eagerly massaging a tit with one hand and fingering a clit with the other, still continuing her questioning. Then the Girl finally confessed. The answer to all Moms questions was yes. Yes, she did like it, yes she was horny. As the Girl was merely shouting her statement, she came. Her body spasmed and she squirted all over Dad and her own naked body.

“You slut, you made a complete mess of my bed. Do you just like everything?” Mom asked. The tone was still very commanding, but it would seem the anger had decreased somewhat. “We’ll just see about that. Take her in the ass!”

The last order was for Dad. Mom didn’t like anal and they never did it. Dad couldn’t figure out if Mom was being a pervert and tried it out, only using another woman’s body or she genuinely tried to punish the Girl. Either way, Dad probed the little brown star with his incredibly hard cock. He wasn’t experienced but knew he should take it slow. On the other hand, neither of them could get any more slippery and Mom commanded him not to be gentle. After a moment of consideration he just shoved it in.

The Girl cried out. This time it was easy determined. There was no pain in the cry, only pleasure. Maybe it was one long continued orgasm or a lot of small ones, maybe it was just a very high ride. Either way the Girl squirted and squirted and squirted. With every stroke from Dads cock in her ass, her pussy delivered more liquid to the soaking sheets. Mom’s hands were all over the younger woman’s body, rubbing the love juices into labia, tits and even her face.

“Let her taste her own ass, let’s see if she likes that” Mom suggested.

Dad obliged and moved to let the Girl suck his dick clean. She did, and she did enjoy it. So did Dad. Dad noticed that Mom’s last command wasn’t full of hate. He looked his spouse in the eyes. They were still black like an animal’s, but he couldn’t escort batman see any more anger.

At some point it would seem that Mom’s own lust overtook her anger. She removed her own panties and with a hand gesture sent Dad back to the Girl’s pussy. Then she squatted over the Girls face. In fact Mom never said “Let’s see if you enjoy eating a pussy then” even that would be the next logical punch line. She didn’t say it, because both the question and the answer were obvious and the game of punishment had ended. She just sat there for the pleasure of it.

This was the first time in many years, Mom had her pussy eaten. And it was the first time ever she had a girl doing it. It felt sensational, and quicker than she thought possible Mom was taken to an extreme height of pleasure. She looked down at the beautiful young female body beneath her and saw the silk smooth and very wet pussy with her husband deeply sheeted within. Mom came. She actually never masturbated so it was her first orgasm in six years. Mom was out of herself, still more an animal than human. Her eyes locked onto the coupling between the Girl and Dad. Her head dropped towards it. Her tongue tried the taste of it. That sensation seemed to send shockwaves through Mom’s body. Whether it was the taste of another woman’s fluids, the vision of her husband’s cock buried in someone else or the fact that she was having the first lesbian experience of her life, Mom climbed even further up the ladder to paradise. She eagerly licked and kissed the Girl’s pussy, sucked on her clit and tried to taste and drink as much fluid as possible. The Girl held a firm grip around Moms hips as she came and sent yet another load of liquid into Moms face and hungry mouth.

To give the Girl a break, Dad pulled out, only to let Mom immediately grab his dick and suck it hungrily to the limit of her skills. She did not have a deep throat technique but came very close to getting one just then.

For a while Dad went a little back and forth between the Girl’s pussy and Mom’s mouth. He even re-entered the ass from time to time. When Mom came down from her third orgasm from the Girl’s talented licking, she finally said, what Dad desperately wanted to hear:

“Fuck me. Oh, please fuck me darling!”

Dad moved to the other end of the bed. He saw his lovely wife on hands and knees, her naked crotch waiting for her husband to enter. To make the vision beyond any dreams, she was on top of a naked goddess in a 69, licking each other. Dad quickly found his place, carefully placing his knees by the Girl’s ears. He pushed Mom’s dress towards her head. She understood and took it off. Dad took a second admiring his wife’s naked back. She was so beautiful. Her buttocks made perfectly round shapes, and in that position the waistline did not suffer anything from carrying children. The vision was just perfect and Dad took a second to enjoy it. All four breasts were visible from the sides, pressed flat and no nibbles showing, as the two perfect female bodies was clamped tight together. The Girls tongue to his balls woke Dad up, and he quickly slid into his wife.

Despite the fact Dad had been in an out of the Girls every hole at that point; penetrating Mom was a completely unique experience. Both physical sensations and deeper emotions hit him in a pace that did not compare to anything. Mom felt just the same. It was years and years of built up sexual energy that was released in a split second. It was an equal amount of sexual frustrations disappearing in the same split second. And it was an amount of hidden love and affection, sufficient to make the entire population of Dublin happy for a year, finally released.

In the movie trilogy “Pirates of the Caribbean”, Will Turner is confronted with the fact after being killed and undead, that he will have one night with his girl and then ten years at sea. It was supposedly a cruel fate. His reply was: “It depends on the one night”.

This was that one night.

Or another way to put it: They fucked like mad.

Both women came again and again. The Girl was indeed a squirter and Mom seemed to enjoy the splashes in her face as she licked and tasted the younger girl with the primitive energy and vigor that her anger had started. She buried her face in the young smooth labia, inserted her tongue as far as it would go and explored every little fold that area would offer.

Finally Dad came. When it happened he stayed completely still, fully seated within Mom as far as he could possibly go. The final steps to his climax were not from his thrusting, but from Mom’s pussy convulsing and massaging his member and from the Girl, licking his balls and whatever was left outside Mom. The orgasm lasted a lifetime. The squirts were countless. The amount of semen was more that could possibly fit into a woman’s womb. And of course it didn’t.

When Dad came back from the bliss, the Girl was gently sucking his member, still quite hard, but shrinking. Mom’s open pussy was hovering just an inch above and semen dripping on to the Girl’s face. Eventually the Girl let go of the limping member and started licking every drop of semen from the pussy above her head. She did it in a calm and loving way, like a cat licks her kittens. Mom just lay there, resting her chin on the Girl’s shaven vulva, seemingly passed out.

When Dad fell asleep, he felt completely relaxed and completely happy. He had a naked woman on either side, both resting there chin on his shoulders, both putting their upper leg on top of his, and both caressing his dick and balls with one hand.

When Dad woke up, he was in the same position. So was Mom, and her kissing his chin was what woke him. The Girl wasn’t there.

“Good morning my love,” Mom said. “Thank you so much for last night. Why did we not do that any sooner?”

Dad kissed her back. “I really don’t know”, he said, feeling his marriage was saved and only had that one regret it had to wait so many years.” I guess,” he finally answered, “we needed the Girl to make it happen.”

“The Girl?” Moms asked, looking disoriented.

“Yes, the Girl, “Dad smiled. “You know, the young babysitter you first beat the crap out of then fucked senseless with my cock and finally made eat you out. Remember?”

Mom was quiet for a few seconds. Then she punched Dad in the chest. “What have you been dreaming, you pervert,” she accused him. Dad felt confused, but eventually went back to kissing.

The kids were up, so they all got dressed and started a great Sunday.

Dad was puzzled. What had happened? The kid’s pool was out there in the garden. The unfinished shed was there too, waiting for him. But the spare bedroom, where the Girl had lived, seemed like it hadn’t been used for months. And neither of the kids had any memory of the Girl or ever having a nanny.

On the kitchen table Dads eyes rested upon the wine glasses from the night before. He counted them. Then he just stood there. Wondering.

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memories of a serial killer (homosexsual)

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the sleeping pill had worked great. too. For a moment I feared that the boy was dead. Instead it was stone dead, but sleeping. fell in a few minutes like a cooked pear. I now had to give me to do. drag it down below, in the playroom. So call: the playroom.
-I can offer you a drink? – The little shit had accepted – thank you gladly – and there in the kitchen drops down in the drink while he could not see me. then a good mixed and the magic potion that was pretty ready. poor bastard.
I was polite and friendly so far. indeed, almost subdued, almost shy. I went often in that area of ??the park to pick up. and I was good. but this time it was something different than usual. very different.
when I saw him I knew it was perfect. per-fet-to! I just do not be too explicit, I could not risk sending me to fuck off as an old queen. I had to act in trickery. make sure it was him, I believe that the same guy towing. that we had fallen. an exchange of glances again and yet again at the end of the excuse of cigarettes …
-Sorry, you’d have a light?
Sure-sure!
all downhill from there onwards. What do you do what you do not make you real nice here I do not often come to us and shit like that. to conclude. a hustler beautiful and good. in the end the poem ends and everything always boils down to something very trivial. bleakly banal. But this time I had in mind a very special evening. oh no, it was not trivial. so I could not go wrong. and then as I said the boy was perfect.
a prey item when there are some precautions I should take. Meanwhile, not to be seen by anyone with the prey. then informed of his status. ie family, friends and dates. in short, potential threats of pain in the ass of someone who can be traced back to me. so while we drove by car to my house I had two dozen questions, seemingly innocent and trivial but in reality I was informed about everything that I needed to know about him.
M and was called out over and above a student’s off-site, in the sense that friends and family were in another città.magnifico, nobody would have tried for quite some time young but not young but showed much less of his years .
I change strategy at the time, adapting to circumstances and to whom I’m facing. M I realized it was a pretty shit. even arrogant, manner and speech. so as I said I had opted for a submissive attitude of the fake. I tended to give him more reason to be kind and very gentle. This had caused him more relaxed and that meant that he was lowering his guard. more and more. so did not suspect anything, zero to zero when I brought the drinks. had not even put any question about whether I lived alone in a large country house, isolated from the rest. it was that along with a complete stranger to her house. probably he was convinced that to have things in hand … haha ??poor deluded.! soon, very soon you would realize that he had miscalculated.
was not then a big effort to bring him down. the staircase is steep, that’s fine, but the boy weighs little. will be about sixty pounds, no more … … I would say a high and seventies. a light weight short.
but here we are. we arrived. becomes increasingly difficult and I am no longer young. I think of something … I know … I have to hurry like a freight elevator would not want to awaken the shit right now. that it would be a mess. I hit him on the head, but I could run the risk of killing him with a blow too hard.
I begin to undress. Meanwhile, I think the surprise when you find yourself half naked and very uncomfortable …. I imagine his face. usually react with surprise at first. then when they realize the situation really mocking smiles disappear suddenly. from then on understood to be in a very precarious situation. indeed potentially dangerous.
I take it the first ili thick wool sweater. jeans and shoes and socks. the wing and take off my panties, too late I leave wearing only a T-shirt. The first thing I notice is that it is completely shaved. not a hair on her legs that one, smooth as a baby’s ass. also has very few pubic hairs. is lying on his stomach on the floor of the room. I look at my ass. nice firm and round. nine votes, just because we take only ten to the gods. the legs are beautiful. lean and firm. tapered muscles of the thighs, calves, well defined, slender ankles. even the feet deserve full marks. Small, in my opinion than a forty forty-one, well taken care of the skin soft, with a very pronounced arch. slender, with fingers absolutely proportionate. he being on his stomach on the soles of his feet are pointing up and make up all those folds of skin that I have always found it extremely curled erotic.
I pause a moment to contemplate the whole, focusing on various details … fuck me now just what I have to move or wake up.
however, that prey, that shot. I have your mouth watering. this guy is really perfect. I was right.
the playroom is not a place improvised. over time, my passions have evolved and with them the room, or better equipment that I installed. is not great but the space is well utilized. I also put into operation a good lighting system because I like to see well what I do and then I need if I want to take some photos. I stuck to the ceiling four adjustable rings that I use when I want to hang my prey. sometimes hang them by their wrists and sometimes the feet upside down, as was done with the pigs once. depends on the imagination of the moment and what inspires me the prey. but it is not the case today. at least not tonight. Then I put a small bench, low and short of wood. a simple thing that I use for incaprettamento and other small places of passage. But the highlight of furniture is the table of torture. I have personally built, with my hands. an excellent job of assembling. on my design course. consists of a steel base, a board eight feet long to which are added to the four corners rings with sturdy leather wrist bands, which in turn are connected to chains that are part of many pulleys. the pulleys are driven by an electric motor. putting them in action I can stretch and stretch your whole body tied on the table by pulling in four directions. or only in two directions depends. mechanisms are independent and adjustable. the plank type of traction used in the Middle Ages that have inspired me. a really nice arrangement. I chose steel as the material because it is easier to wash and I take much care of my equipment. are methodical. Once at work I remember a colleague of mine told me that I was picky about how I could very well be a serial killer. we all had a good laugh over. I remember that I told her I was right. people sometimes do not even imagine what comes closer to reality without realizing it. But back to us. But I chose to start another thing for my new friend. the pillory. as I said I usually let myself be guided by my instincts from the karabük escort sensations of the moment. to see him lying on the ass in the air made me instantly want to fuck. now first. her ass naked and hard inspired me.
this is a quite unusual though. usually never mix the two. or when I do I want to do that and just have sex. I go, someone trailer, pay, maybe go to the hotel, I make my scopatina as all end of story. But when I feel like a prey, somebody to bring down here usually I only torture, pure pain. No sex. no distractions. but this time I will make an exception. this ass if he really deserves a thorough study …. I need this in the shame tonight.
with a bit of effort I put up. fold it to ninety shoves his neck and wrists in the media and then close the top stuck inside. He still hung on for a while but slowly starting to wake up. I want you to be awake and alert. I do not want to lose even a single minute of fun.
here it is. we. ohhh my head … but what … but … where the usual things. they always say the same things more or less.
– Well wake up darling. I’ve been waiting
support both my hands on his buttocks firm and begin to feel everywhere. key touch feel I admire. smooth skin soft ass hard
– Mmm my friend have an ass that is a fairy tale. I want it to taste like a ripe fruit
Meanwhile, the sucker starts the series of protests and lamentations. where they are because what you do what you want from me let me go so I will not say anything. I do not play in any way and in the meantime I’ve dropped my pants. my dick is already a rod of marble. are as hard a few times. not delay further. I can not wait any longer. call of the wild is too strong. I open her buttocks with his hands and unceremoniously slam into him. yells the cries and protests. music to my ears, even if we do not feel at this time. are too busy enjoying. then after a while it explodes in a violent orgasm, howling like a wolf of the steppe. god what a nice cumshot.
I clean as I’m the one that begins to insult: the bastard asshole here you’ll pay and so on. is a rather incosueta. are generally more docile. you shit in your hand almost instantly. M but has a nice temper. I like it. also in terms of personality. give me more satisfaction.
the go ahead. I look at him in the face for a moment and then buckled him quite a few slaps.
– This time to teach you a little education, little bastard. I’m going to take a shower and eat something. all the fuss made me hungry. but you stay here. enjoy dinner without the pillory.
that evening. fuck that. I’m almost tempted to hold it at the boy. keep it as a slave drive. You know things like the slave master. relationships of those beautiful beautiful world where S & M play to interpret the roles. then think about it I realize that is not something for me. I was the only thing I have in common with the world in case SM is pleased to tie a nice guy. stop, end. there is no other. no, not work. everyone should be themselves and live for what it feels like to be. this is my background in philosophy and also my moral alibi for what I do.
I can not wait. I go down again in the playroom. I find him as I left last night. standing, bent at ninety degrees to the neck and wrists locked in the pillory with the bare buttocks to the wind. I feel very tired, very experienced.
– Here we are again my dear M. I hope you have spent a good night’s why today we have other things to do.
and one begins to wonder that I fail to release more respect and things like that. I do not like. I do not want submissive.
– Okay – I say – you can live with. you free
that looks at me full of hope
– But first I have to do to get some sleep
and shot in his buttocks beautiful beautiful syringe full of a powerful sleeping potion. We can not risk that just the free one I will jump to the neck like an angry boar. I have my best years in the fund. time six minutes and there he sent the beautiful world of dreams, thanks to the tiredness. only that the beautiful world of dreams did not last long. returned shortly after the harsh reality that in this case is the hard bench. after having freed us from the shame I have lying on his stomach and incaprettato well well. the British call this position hogtie. … happy with their hands tied behind his back, ankles tied to each other and legs bent back toward his head. little variation I connected with her wrists ankles with a rope instead tie his ankles to the neck. I do not want to risk that I choked. have only the shirt on him. the rest is bare.
However, for me it’s perfect for what I have in mind. tonight I’m inspired by his feet.
This time I put a ball in his mouth tied behind the neck with a strap. a ballgag, more gadgets have borrowed from the world’s sm … sssordido vulgar not to be disturbed by his bullshit. I want to shut up. The most one can grumble if you really want.
I approach and I lean toward him. I look good. the soles of his bare feet are directed just towards my face.
– M you know you have beautiful feet. I love those folds of skin on the soles.
I touch them. everywhere. first with his hands and then start to kiss and lick. with one hand and grab the ankles starting from the beginning to lick heels going up all along the arch, along all the plants to reach the fingers. I begin to suck her toes eagerly at a time between your finger and lick each other. then down again on the instep. first one then the other. are excited. I masturbate I can not resist resist resist. I unbuttoned and I take his cock in hand and start hacking away. in a moment I have a powerful orgasm. it was enough just to come to touch me I was so excited. But now I’m pissed off with myself. I had to resist. I failed.
– To blame your bad ass – the cry face – because you are so beautiful perchèèè
I take a bamboo stick and start on the soles of the feet. a two, three, ten, twenty times. how can he struggles mumbles. His face is distorted by pain. the soles of his feet are all reddened by the blows. I grab the fingers and bend backwards extend the right foot. Now the plant is completely smooth. lick it again and then slapped down again and again and then licking chopsticks. in the end we are exhausted. both. I have to sit a moment. just feel our breath in the silence of the room. watch it
– You’re a bastard you know? – I tell him.
enough. I get up and I’m leaving. I go out and leave them as is.
god that guy makes me mad is sending me crazy. but that takes me? I have to be seconded efficient cold. as usual. and instead this time I can not. the truth is that I like M too. I can not stop thinking about him. Today I went down twice to see how he was. I brought food and drink. I washed it. I toyed for a while. I’m falling in love. this should not happen. on TV say karabük escort bayan they have killed bin Laden. know that good news. a bullet in the head and bye bye Osama. at the bottom you were more fortunate than M. he did not happen. I mean in front of the ball. M will die very, very slowly.
I can not resist I have to get back in the playroom.
third day. nobody was a guest in my room so long. more than two days. M is already into the third. but even today will be his last. this time I think of something else.
– Hello little bastard. How are your feet? still sick? – Fi laugh good taste.
– You’re ready to begin a new adventure? a new journey in pain?
hang. like animals to the slaughterhouse. this was my vision. Technically if I wanted to slaughter a pig as I hung by the feet, head down. but I had other plans in mind for him. I fall from the ceiling with two rings, leather bracelets. them to him and then tie around the wrists aziono the lifting mechanism. that is still asleep. the usual injection of sleeping pills is an increasing effect. I think I must be careful with the dose or risk to kill him. expected to catch. lethal injection. However now it is waking up. is hung by his wrists. feet four inches from the floor. completely hangs suspended from the ground. I take a big gap and go up to him.
– Time to be naked.
the cut off t-shirt. is now completely naked. her chest is completely smooth like the rest of the body. single hair. even under the armpits. I stop to watch him. is truly a beautiful specimen. a perfect body. not even a little fat around the waist. a flat stomach and smooth as a drum. a lean and defined chest. lean and defined muscles. wonderful. will be my masterpiece. around behind him and keep his muscular back. I have a moment of indecision. his back under the tension of the hanging position is pulled all the muscles in full view. seems the board of a treaty on human anatomy. are tempted to draw back on this wonderful with a scalpel. track grooves, exposing muscles, remove strips of skin stripping. or use the whip. in the end I decided to whip. I work first with his legs and his butt. I choose a subtle but very effective whip and start to hit. on the back of the thighs first. then sit on. one two three ten, twenty strokes. each lash leaving a red streak on her skin smooth and delicate. the mumbles from evil. shake your legs hanging moves that are free. tries to kick but the more you shake the more I enjoy it. I think a well hung beef. But after a while I get tired. a whip, but he does not believe is a difficult task. I stop. does not bleed much. only a little. better that way. I drink. I got thirsty. I always have one or two bottles of water at your fingertips.
– Do not relax too much treasure – I say – I quench the thirst for a moment and start again immediately.
now it’s back. woodpecker here stronger. small flaps of skin peeled off from tense muscles. rivulets of blood down following the design of the back muscles and spine. I stop to watch him. The temptation is almost coming to me … almost … almost
one of the practices that have always fascinated me more of the systems of torture was the good old days of skinning. turn around and go ahead.
– Do you know M, great to see your bare back gave me an idea: you could skinning, skinned alive. little by little. what you think. do not you think it’s a good idea?
M do not know if he really understood what I said because he looked at me with a kind of expression to be stupid. I go to the table and take a scalpel. sleek and efficient as all my instruments. I like to have instruments that are clean and tidy. are a method on the other hand no? as stupid says my colleague? ah yes, I have a mind of serial killer! I’m looking at the back of the boy. are undecided. wing tip support end of the scalpel at the base of the neck. more or less the height of the seventh cervical vertebra and carve. a long vertical cut down the side of the spine along the paravertebral muscles until his sacrum. bleed less than they thought. I repeat the same and then cut parallel to the first one about ten inches away. then join the two cuts. Now lift the flap of skin at the base of the neck with his fingers and begins to detach by pulling down. I do a bit of strength. the skin is firmly attached to its underlying connective. Meanwhile, the howls like a coyote skinned. has become all hard and moves a bit too much for my taste, but now the job is almost done. in the end I unplugged all the central strip of skin that runs from the base of the neck to the lower back. seen in the muscle and tendon. a mixture of white and red. I realize now that while only one has decided to pass out. I think little man. I’m happy for today. and then I came hungry and I also have a commission to do. I almost forgot. I have to go in the mail this afternoon. just enough time to take a shower and get out. something to eat at the restaurant Carlo.
by Charles the food is good. is one of those family-run inns can still be found in the province. I ordered a sea bass and a plate of beans. and a half liter of house red. I finally concede a well cooked in coffee. I was thinking about while I ate M. the guy is tough but I do not want to overdo it. have already gone beyond the average time I usually concede. have already been three days. I’ve decided. Tomorrow morning, the grand finale. I can not risk losing it along.
I wake up early the next morning. I go down in the playroom of humming a tune Mannoia. are in good spirits.
– Hello my dear M. wake up, wake up! The early bird catches the worm do not know? and then today we have a long day. difficult but we will see a lot of satisfaction.
that is still asleep. remained where I left last night on the floor, after I had pulled down from the hanging rings. I had also washed well and given drink. water and honey. I take the usual syringe with tranquilizer-sleeping pill.
– You know this already right?
aspect that makes the narcotic effect and then I start to work. dragged him to the plank and then we lie down on the belly up. is already starting to move. I used a very light dose this time. I want him awake for the grand finale but now I must hurry to tie it. I tie her wrists and ankles in four sturdy leather bracelets to their respective corners. now I can relax and wait for it to wake up very well. I light a cigarette and waiting patiently.
– Welcome back among us M. I did not want to start without you. I need your full attention because we expect a very delicate work. first to explain what we do, however, is missing only one small thing. I need to have the complete immobilization of your body then takes patience … but I have to stretch a bit.
I smiled like a child before a new toy to try everything. I get close to a switch escort karabük and start the drive mechanism of the table. immediately set in motion an electric motor pulleys connected to four simultaneous bracelets that bind the hands and feet of the boy. Slowly but surely his body was put in traction. more and more. increasingly engaged. ironed. oblongata. what I see with two eyes growing wide, astonished. rather incredulous. I still smile sweetly. stopped only when I see the mechanism that starts breathing with difficulty. is so drawn that his rib cage is hard to expand. still okay because his whole body is completely immobilized by the tension of the chains. can only turn his head slightly and move your fingers and piedi.ogni single part of his body is in traction delineated muscles, bones protruding and visible under the skin taut. even his tendons and ligaments in your joints.
I stop to contemplate the magnificent spectacle. a body lying on a table completely blocked, and vulnerable is a show that has always excited me a lot but this time it’s really great. M really has the perfect body for this position. really gives you the best of himself so bound.
– M my god you’re a god. you should see. you are simply beautiful. More are the embodiment of my idea of ??perfection.
my cock has become a marble. I approach and put a hand on his chest. its thinness is enhanced by the position and strength. under the skin smooth and taut chest you can see, count all twelve pairs of ribs. with his hand caress, it follows the profile. the furrows between one and another. my hands playing with his ribs dance on the rib cage that looks like a cathedral that rises on the high plains. the plain is his belly. rather than a plain looks like a valley. it sinks below its back ribs. is not only very flat and stretched like the skin of a drum. is dug, covered. as if it had been sucked inwards by a kind of vacuum. and in the middle of the plain, lonely as a rare gem her navel. round, important. then back again below the hip bones. the iliac crests protrude just like the ribs. appear to be wings. almost seem to be to tear the thin skin covering them. fantastic. I can safely ignore his genitals. are not what interests me. with his hands caress her bare belly so so tense so vulnerable and inviting. I appreciate the compact. the skin is smooth as silk. not even a light down a hair covering her face.
I think I have the foaming at the mouth. I can not resist the temptation and I lean on him. My tongue slides into her belly button that starts greedily sucking moaning with pleasure. enough. Enough S. Stop. this bastard is driving me crazy.
– Whether you are cursed. the snarl on his face. my face has changed suddenly. I realize that I did bad because I read in his eyes a look of pure terror. I can regain control of myself and the situation. I can not screw it up right now swept by the force. I have to stay cool and controlled.
– OK M. it’s time to start
I take a scalpel. beginning to draw to draw furrows along the ribs of m following the outline. tense and thin skin opens with incredible ease. Print and wipe the blood coming out. I want to keep the work area clean. He breathes heavily. mumbles. do not care for her complaints.
I once knew a guy with similar tastes to mine. for example this guy is very excited to hear more of his victims scream. to me instead of just annoying. especially in a case like this that requires the right concentration. In fact, now begins the final part. the more complicated.
support the scalpel blade at the base of his sternum. my left hand is raised to her chest. I concentrate. inexorably begin to decline slowly with the blade down. cut. arrival navel. by dividing it in half. continues until the blade meets the pubic bone. I stop. the thin skin of his belly opened like butter. skin tight flat stomach and pulled concave. so far so good. seen in the abdominal muscles. contracts from the pain. like the rest of his body on the other hand. I repeat the cut. deeper this time. muscles are cut separate. are inside. support the scalpel and take two large surgical retractors. with your hands gently widen the wound edges and fixed at both ends of the two spreaders at the top and bottom.
I’m sweating but my hands are still. safe. I have long studied this process. I consulted the texts of surgery used in medical schools. atlas of comparative anatomy. nothing is left to chance. everything must be perfect. M is too precious. the ideal subject for this type of procedure.
I stop and look. I watch spellbound. her abdomen is completely wide open. open before me. hardly believe my eyes. his guts. are the thing that impresses me is most striking. are beautiful. are very long. a cord of white and pink all cleverly rolled into countless turns compact filling every space. I really do not think that a skinny abdomen like his could hold so much stuff. thrust his hands directly in the middle of the skein of the intestines. through water in there. touch caress move handles. his guts are hot. hot and humid. slip through my fingers. then slowly beginning the painstaking work of gutting. I gently grab the end of the rectum, the cut at the base and start to unwind the skein. meters and meters. calmly pulled out everything. his intestines slowly. will consider at least a dozen meters. occasionally look at it. her face is a grimace of pain but also disbelief. does not believe he’s really going on. or perhaps he is captured by its beauty. when I finished pulling out all the intestines including the stomach can not help but notice that her stomach is empty for almost two-thirds. on the bottom you can see the spine. I now dedicate the rest of his abdominal organs. spleen, bladder, kidney, pancreas, liver and finally the big brown. loses a lot of blood now. unfortunately I had to cut blood vessels also important. I look at it. only now I realize that he stopped breathing. I fear it was bleeding. but now I’m done. I’m done.
I sat down exhausted. I only have the strength to masturbate free at last. I can give vent to my instinct, so long repressed and controlled. I come to the end.
I fell asleep. when I wake up. M is still tied up on the table. open like a rabbit. unwound the tangle of his intestines lying on the floor next to the other internal organs. There is also a lot of blood around. I have to force myself. I clean everything and sbaraccare. As usual this is the least satisfying part of job. I’ll have to saw off the body parts. cut hands, feet, legs, arms. separate the upper body parts. and then dissolve all the acid bath. I expect an intense day of work. but it was worth it. god it was worth it. M was really perfect. has undoubtedly been my masterpiece. his memory will stay with me forever. I think I masturbate thinking about him and these moments for years to venire.ripensand to his body at his feet, his ass, his abdomen, its entrails.
as long as I live I will not touch until I too know the hell and pay for all this.
but this is my destiny. and I can not do anything.
just put me in search of the next guest in my playroom.

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Family Conspiracy- Chapter 4: Marci’s Awakening

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Family Conspiracy- Chapter 4: Marci’s Awakening

Let me recap briefly how I found myself in a very awkward position. A week ago, I had discovered that my daughter had been working in an adult bookstore at a glory hole. This knowledge came after I did, if you’ll excuse the crude humor. For a few days afterwards, I was guilt-ridden at what I had done to my daughter, and potentially to my family. However, the guilt faded and was replaced with anger. I was furious that my daughter would do something like that. By the next Friday evening, I was ready to take my anger out on my daughter. My plan was to turn her into the whore she was, and for her to become my personal slut. I had had her stripped naked, on her knees, and swallowing my cum just as her mother, my wife, appeared at the top of the stairs. The two kissed before she took a seat, and stated that we needed to talk.

“You were right mom”, Marci said, a big smile pulling at her lips, “Being dominated by dad was amazing. I nearly came when he called me a whore”. She was still on her knees, perspiration covering her naked body, glistening in the dim light.

Brittany merely smiled at her. “Go clean yourself up slut, take a shower, then come back here. I think by that point, daddy will be ready for you again. And don’t even think about cumming. Remember, your cunt belongs to daddy now”. I watched as Marci stood, and excitedly flew from the room. I couldn’t help but stare at her ass as she bounded up the steps.

I sat there, naked, trying my hardest to wrap my head around what was going on. All the scenarios I had planned for the weekend went flying out the window the moment Brittany saw me pull my spent cock from our daughter’s mouth.

“Relax honey”, Brittany said, pulling her legs up under herself on the couch to be more comfortable. I was so terrified, I couldn’t even lift my head to meet her gaze. “Okay, well, maybe just listen then”, she said, realizing I wasn’t in any frame of mind to relax. “You were right about one thing”, she started, “things are going to be different here from now on”. She paused, seemingly to organize her thoughts, “Marci and I have been planning for this day for months”.

It all started about a year ago, when I found her diary. Not the diary she keeps in her dresser, where she goes on about the boys she likes, school, and what her and her friends were up to on the weekends. What I found was her secret diary, stashed inside the box-springs of her mattress. It chronicled in excruciating detail how she was developing, and how she started exploring her body, and finding out what she liked sexually. I don’t know why I continued to read it, but I was just too excited to stop myself.

She wrote about some things she’d read online, stories of men and women dominating little girls. She read even more online, and found stories of dads who dominate their own daughters. According to the diary, the stories she read brought her to her most powerful orgasms she had ever experienced.

And as I read, I found myself reliving my own sexual experiences, comparing them to the sensations Marci wrote about. Even as my fingers roved over my clit, finding myself wetter than I had been in years, I knew I had never experienced anything nearly as intense. I came reading the diary of our fifteen year old daughter, with more passion than anything I had ever felt before. In that moment, as I climaxed, I succumbed to my own sexual reawakening. Before that moment, I had never craved the sensual desires of another woman. But as my climax subsided, my slick fingers still turning the pages of her dirty diary, I could not think of anything else, my desires aflame with thoughts of what my daughter could do for me sexually.

I didn’t see Marci in the same light again after that. She wasn’t a good little girl anymore, that innocence was lost on the pages of her secret diary. Her whole teenage body exuded sexuality every time I looked at her. I noticed her breasts growing, filling in her tight t-shirts, and her hips gain a shapely curve to compliment her slender osmaniye escort form. In short, I didn’t see our daughter any more, I saw an object of sexual desire, and I knew I was going to have her.

Every chance I got, I ran to her room to read more and more of the deviant things she would write about. I spent nearly a month reading through the pages of the journal, each time coming to a greater understanding on how our teenage daughter’s mind worked. And each time also coming to a mind blowing orgasm.

My heart began racing as I made the plans to take our relationship beyond mother and daughter: She was going to be my sexual plaything, my very own slut. I was going to dominate her just as she had fantasized about.

It was a Saturday morning. Cody had headed out to the lake with some friends, and David was called into work that morning. That was going to leave Marci and I alone in the house, all afternoon.

“I read your diary”, I said without preamble, sipping my coffee in my bathrobe, as Marci slowly ate from a bowl of cereal. “Your other diary”, I clarified.

Marci nearly choked on the last spoonful. She was sitting directly across from me at the table. She wasn’t exactly dressed up, probably expecting to be lounging around the house all day. She had on some gym shorts, and a yellow baby-doll top, but nothing else. Her young pert nipples were strained against the thin material tightly stretched across her chest, her tiny pink areola obscured by the vibrant yellow material.

“Your entries were quite vivid”, I said, trying to make my voice sound dominate. “I want you to be perfectly honest with me”, I breathed deeply, exhaling a breath slowly between my lips, before looking at my daughter with a lustful passion. My next question was going to be one that forever changed our relationship, “do you really want what you write about? Do you really want to be a submissive…slut”, I spoke the last word with far more difficulty than I had thought. It was the first time I had called her that, the word almost foreign in my own mouth.

“Yes”, her answer was quiet, her head hanging down, as if she was ready to cry.

“Good”, I said, untying the knot that held my robe closed. I stood from the table, pulling the robe open, letting her see my naked body. It was something she was going to have to get used to seeing from now on. “Will you be a good little submissive slut for mommy?”

She seemed to ponder the question for a while, transfixed on my nude form. “Yes, mistress”, she spoke the title with reverence, granting me the power over her. I felt the power conveyed in her words: She was giving herself completely to whatever fetishes I could imagine. “But I’ve never been with another girl before”, she admitted, still staring at my chest, and clean shaved mound.

I hadn’t either, but I was a worldly woman, and knew well how to please myself. I figured I could teach Marci those skills, and forge her into the slut I desired. “I’ll teach you everything…you worthless cunt”. I walked around the table to stand behind my daughter. Again, I felt another surge of sexual energy. I was about to use my own daughter as a sexual plaything, a task no mother should consider about her own daughter. “Are you wet”, I asked, “is you cunt dripping with desire”, I whispered in her ear. My hands held the table on either side of my daughter, as my body leaned forward, her head resting between my 38C breasts. I had her pinned.

“Yes mommy”, she said, her breaths ragged.

I slapped her arm, playfully, not enough to hurt her, but to tech her a lesson. “I want you to talk dirty, you filthy whore. Answer me again”.

“Yes mommy, my cunt is dripping. I’m wet just thinking about all the ways you can use my young teen body”.

My hands now wrapped around her, holding firmly to her nearly exposed tits. I mauled them, relishing the sensation of holding the young girl in my hands, knowing that she would do whatever it took to please me. I twisted her nipples between thumb and forefinger. And osmaniye escort bayan excited moan escaped my daughter’s lips as the pain faded and was replaced with lust.

I let go of her breasts for now. I didn’t want to be fighting with the flimsy material of her shirt. I wanted to press my flesh against hers. I took hold of the hem of the shirt, and pulled it up over her head, her arms reaching upwards to help remove the garment. And with a flick, it was lying in a forgotten pile somewhere in the kitchen, as my daughter was topless before my eyes.

I still stood behind her, looking down the front of her body, seeing nearly the same view she had of her own chest. Her labored breathing causing her tits to swell with each breath. Her tiny areolas almost invisible against the pale white skin, and the pink nipples that jutted outward. My hands again reached out, desiring to feel the young girl’s tits in my hands, just as I had held my own breasts in moments of passion.

Again, I tweaked her nipples, and again she moaned. The sensual sounds she made echoed endlessly in my mind, feeling my thoughts with incestuous desires for my fifteen year old daughter. My mind could only register that I was moments away from an explosive sexual experience, and this body in my hands, moaning in her own pleasure, was going to get me there.

“Take off your shorts”, I commanded, reluctantly releasing her from my grasp. I took a step back to watch the performance she was about to give.

Marci stood, and moved the chair away. She didn’t turn around, as her hands move into the waistband at her sides. She leaned forward, her tits resting against the table, as she lowered her shorts, revealing that she wasn’t wearing panties. I stared at her shapely ass. I remember all the comments David had made about my own butt when we were dating, and when we were first married. And I could only hope what he saw years ago was mirrored in the firm ass of our daughter now.

“Turn around”. She didn’t hesitate, spinning in place to have her nubile body fall directly under my gaze. My eyes went instantly to her mound, a dark triangle of hair pointing to the cleft between her legs. “From now on, you are to keep your cunt smooth. You will shave yourself clean right after I am done with you tonight”.

I stared at her for what seemed like forever, drinking in every detail of her body, the body she was willingly giving to me for my sexual pleasure. She was short, still a growing girl. Her breasts were small, having gotten her first training bra only last year. She had trimmed her pubic hair, turning the tangle into a neat dark triangle. Her tan lines were evident, around her chest and across her hips, where bikini lines showed signs of sunbathing.

I couldn’t wait any longer. This Venus of a girl was offering herself to me, and I was going to drink her ambrosia. My nipples hardened as the cool air of the dining room caressed my chest, and my thighs became slick as my mind envisioned what she was about to do for me. “On your knees, you fucking slut”, I ordered.

Obediently, she fell to her knees before me. I parted my legs slightly, having her perfectly eye-level with my pussy. I watched her blue eyes lock with mine, as she inhaled sharply, absorbing the aroma of my arousal. “Lick my cunt”, I said, no longer able to control my lust.

Her head fell forward, brushing against my lower abdomen. For the first time, I felt the hot breath of my daughter on my pussy, exciting me. Her small nose pressed up against my mound, as her hands reached between my thighs, to pull my lips apart. She blew softly at my exposed pussy, sending a shiver up my spine. In all my life, I never experienced the sensation my daughter gave to me at that moment. The cool air gently caressing my most intimate spot, the breeze only fanning the flames that burned with desire surrounding my labia.

Then her tongue touched me. A thousand volts of electrify passed between her tongue and my clit as they made contact for the first time. I couldn’t escort osmaniye help but to grab her head, holding it against me tightly, as her inexperienced tongue gave me sensations I hadn’t known were possible. Of all the times David had eaten me out, despite his self-proclaimed mastery of cunnilingus, it had never caused the surge of sexual desire that I was felling under my fifteen year old daughter’s efforts. “Oooooh, fuck”, I hollered, my voice echoing through the house.

I could feel her smile as she continued. She lapped at my inner lips, each time ensuring her tongue played seductively with my clit. And each time, a wave threatened to overtake me, to crash along the shores of a powerful orgasm. And as her tongue flitted back down to restart its sensual trail along my intimate lips, the wave broke, with the promise of the next bringing me be closer. “Eat mommy’s pussy, you whore”, I yelled, forgoing all pretenses of being quiet.

As the minutes passed, my climax building, my mind became flooded with the desire. I held her head tighter, intent to cum on my little girl’s face. My mind imagined her like that, my cum glistening on her cheeks, smeared across her lips, knowing each breath she took would be filled with my aroma, the aroma of cum and sex. “I am mommy’s whore”, she proclaimed, muffled by my pussy, but the words still rang clear in my head.

And it was the proclamation, combined with a final flick of her tongue across my sensitive clit, that sent me over the edge. I gripped her head hard, holding her face to my twat as I coated it with my cum. “Hold out your tongue”, I yelled at her through clenched teeth, eager to feel the electric sensation of her tongue on my clit as I came. Spasms wracked my body as I convulsed uncontrollably, all my effort used to hold myself up on weakened knees, and to hold my daughter’s face to my crotch.

I was covered in sweat, having just climaxed harder than I ever thought possible. The twin taboos of being with another girl, and that girl being my own daughter filled me with a perverse pleasure, fueling my orgasm. Even as my breathing started to return to normal, I still held her head in place. And she continued to lick, though she lapped between my slick thighs, and not my lips. She was going to become a very accomplished cunt-licker. I was going to make sure of it.

I released her head, her face coming away from my crotch, her heavy breathing still sending sensual chills up and down my spine as it cooled the warm dampness between my legs. “I love you mom”, she said, looking up into my eyes. And as my eyes enveloped her, I saw my fifteen year old daughter, naked, her own body covered in sweat, her face coated with my sweet cum, she smiled up at me and professed her love. I had heard her say those words a million times before, each as sweetly as any young girl would tell her mother. But this time, her words had a whole new meaning behind them. She had come to know me in a way that only her father had before, and her eyes craved more. The desire in her eyes told me, told the world, that she wanted to be used, abused, carnally taught how to please both men and women.

“I love you too, slut”, I replied, lovingly stroking her matted blonde hair.

She remained motionless, enjoying my attentions, but it became clear there was something else on her mind. “Will you help daddy dominate me too”, she asked, her sweet sounding voice defying the vulgar act she wanted.

At that moment, I was filled with a primal selfishness. I didn’t want to share my daughter with anyone. I wanted to keep her all to myself, savoring all the delights the underage body could offer. But I knew, sooner or later, she would go to him, and throw herself to her father. In such a manner, he would say no, of course, denying his own daughter of her ultimate sexual fantasy. David was just too sweet, too devoted, to risk defiling his daughter. Of course, I learned quite a bit about him in our years of marriage, and I knew exactly what buttons to push for him to become the dominating man I knew he could be. “Of course, slut”, I said after the long deliberation, “but we have to be very careful, and plan everything in advance. We have to make him think it’s his idea to dominate you. And you’re going to have to be train on how to please him”, I smiled, knowing just who to call for her training.

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Jessica’s Adventures 3

Author’s note: Hey everybody, I’m sorry that it took so long, but I honestly was never in the mood to write. But now I am, and be prepared for another gripping, electrifying, sluttish, and horny story by me! I honestly don’t know if it will be that good, but, after this, I’m also going to start working on true sex stories of my life. Those will be called “True stories of the Family Slut”. Keep an eye out for them. Ok, I love all my fans, and please rate it. See ya next time!!

Part 1: Waking up

Jessica woke up in the zoo the next morning. Simba, the tiger, was licking Jaimee’s pussy and Jennifer just slept. “Good morning!” said Jaimee. “Morning.” Said Jess as she stood up, stretching. 10 minutes later Jennifer woke up, and all three of them left. They hopped in the car and Jaimee drove. Jessica and Jennifer sat in the back next to each other, all of them still naked.
Jessica leaned into Jennifer and kissed her lightly on the lips. Both girls smiled, and Jennifer pushed Jessica down, and started making out with her. Jaimee smiled, looking in the mirror, “Awww.” She said out loud.
Jessica rubbed her hands all over Jennifer’s breasts, pinching and pulling her nipples. She rubbed her hands down, and inserted a finger in Jennifer’s steaming, hot, and wet pussy. Jennifer let out a moan in Jessica’s mouth, smiling. The 2 hot sisters started frenching, and Jess added an extra finger. Jen humped against Jessica’s hand, moaning loudly as Jessica added a third finger to the party.
“Yes, Jess, Jess, alanya escort JESS!!!!” Jennifer came hard on her hand, making it sticky. Jennifer collapsed on Jessica, breathing hard.
There was still 20 minutes left in the drive, and all three were tired. “Hey, Jaimee?” “Yes jess?” “Have you ever…..actually fucked a guy?” “Oh, yes, Jess, I have, and so has Jen. She lost it to dad and I did to Ben.” Both girls smiled, “Wow!” responded Jess.
Jess really wanted to fuck a guy, a real human. She dozed off to sleep. Soon they arrived at home, and the all walked in. It was 10 a.m. Jess fell on the couch, trying to sleep again. The twins ran upstairs into their room. An hour later Jess woke up, where her brother, Ben, sat next to her, looking at her, “Good morning. Are you ok? You look real tired and sweaty.” “Yeah, I’m fine Ben.” she said smiling, also blushing. He got up and grabbed a blanket, unfolding it, laying it over Jess. “Thanks Ben.” She said still blushing.
And she fell asleep yet again.
When she woke up, it was 8 p.m. She stretched her arms and noticed her brother laying his head on her lap, which was still under the blanket, “Awww.” She said, looking at him, “He stayed here the whole time making sure I was ok.” She smiled and pat his head. She grabbed the remote, and turned on a porno, of cheerleaders.
Jess got horny again, “God, my pussy will never stop.” She laughed. She couldn’t do it with Ben right there, could she?

Part 2: Jessica’s offer

She looked at Ben, and shook him, “Ben, alanya escort bayan wake up!” she said, shaking him hard. He came to, and sat up, yawning, “Jessica, are you alright?” he asked looking at her, “Yeah, I’m fine.” Ben looked at the T.V. and instantly sprung an erection. Jess noticed, and smiled. “Ben, I bet you were checking my body out when I was sleeping, weren’t you?” he blushed, “No, not at all!” she smiled pulling the blanket off, revealing her sexy body, “well, now you can.” She laughed, her hands behind her head.
Ben couldn’t stop staring; he looked her up and down, sinking in every curve and line on her figure. He has dreamt about her since her learned to masturbate at the age of 13. “Jess……” he said nervously, “Shhhhhhh.” She told him, putting a finger to his mouth, “Ben, I want you to fuck me, please.” “I have thought about you since I was 13, when I saw you naked in the shower.” She stood up, and smiled at him, bending over, kissing his lips.
“I saw you peek at me, and I have seen you masturbate all the time. You really are bad at keeping your moans low.” They both laughed. She took Ben’s shirt off, throwing it on a chair, and he unbuckled his jeans, taking them off. Jess smiled, getting on her knees, taking his boxers off with her teeth. It was tricky, but fun. His 10 inch dick sprang out, hitting her in the nose. She laughed.
She looked at his dick, studying it, then bended over it, 2 inches away. She was nervous, but slowly lowered herself on his dick, taking in the head; “OH!” escort alanya she tried getting used to the head, and then took in 4 more inches, moaning loudly. Ben used his hands to grope her tits, and pinch her nipples.
Soon she took Ben’s entire hard dick into her wet pussy. She bounced up and down, moaning out, “BEN, BEN, BEN, Ben, BEN!!!!” sweat was rolling down her face, and she loved it. He kissed her, and squeezed her ass. She let out another moan, “Yes, Ben, fuck your sister’s pussy, god you are so hard!!!!” she wrapped her arms around his head frenching him hard, sucking his tongue.
Watching from the stairs were the twins. They smiled at each other, proud of their little sis. Ben had a hard orgasm in her, “YES!!!!” he shouted, “I’m gonna cum whispered an out of breath Jess. After a minute, she came hard on his dick, which lasted 2 minutes. Afterwards, she fell off his dick, onto the floor, breathing harder than ever. Ben smiled at her, and put his clothes on.

Part 3: New addition to the dream.

Jessica fell asleep on the floor, from being so tired. She was in the house yet again, and she walked down the hall, where a door on the left was labeled, “Ben” she opened it, and inside she heard panting and moaning. “Oh god” were the only words Jess could make out. She walked in further, and saw Ben fucking her. Jess smiled and saw this, getting horny again.
She was awoken by shadow. He was licking her pussy, getting all the cum out. “Yes Shadow, eat me out!!” his nice, hot, wet, and long tongue licked her hard, pressing against her clit, making her squeal in delight. She humped his face, letting his tongue slip in her pussy, “YES!!!” she humped harder, and came, spraying everywhere. Shadow licked it up, and walked away. Jess lay there, looking at the ceiling.

End of chapter 3

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“I want this song! How do I get it?” I said excitedly. I was over at a friend’s house on a beautiful summer night. Waiting on our mutual friend to get off work. Going through some of his music to put on my mp3 player. “OK, hang on… there you go.” He said moving closer to me.

His name was Norman. Twenty-seven at the time and very hot. I being only sixteen at the time and never even giving a second thought to having any chance with him. Ha! I was so blind. Sometimes I wish I knew what he was thinking at the time. Norman and I had a very good friendship for not knowing each other very well. I’m usually very shy with people. Unable to be loud or open. But with him it’s different. Anyways waiting on a mutual friend.

She had only an hour left before she was going to be back, so to kill the hour we surfed the internet and listened to music. Looking at the time nervously he tried harder and harder to get closer to me. I blindly never got the hint. During an argument about good and bad bands, he tickled me trying to get me to give in to my argument. I however, not willing to give up, began to tackled him with ever bit of my strength. But with his huge arms and hard abs, he once again had me down. Feeling his body against mine made me a little wet and i could feel myself kind of wanting him to fuck me right there. But all we could do was stare each other in the eyes. I even thought i could feel his cock get a little hard. hm… maybe.

My friend came inside just in time for anything to happen. After a bit of chatting and bull-shitting. we left. I didn’t get to see him all week. And the whole week I thought long and hard about how much I wanted his cock in my mouth. How bad I wanted his fingers inside of me. Teasing my pussy with my small little fingers wasn’t enough. But finally a party the next weekend. I shaved and found the sexiest thing i could find to wear then headed out to, my mutual friend, Kiera’s house. A few weekends before we had a party and one of our older friends hit on me. He was an alcoholic and kind of a man whore. I didn’t to date him or ruin our friendship by telling him so. So Norman and Kiera came up with this plan to keep him away from me this weekend. I had no idea what their plan was or the hot and steamy future it produced.

So Bob, the older man of thirty-six years, James (another friend of mine) and I were the first at the fire. Bob being a mildly smart man left me alone out of fear James wouldn’t approve of his actions. But after a few beers became less and less concerned with other people’s fethiye escort judgments. He then tried to hold me, I pulled away. Then tried to kiss me. I turned my head. I became nervous and worried this night was going to be me mostly trying to get away from him. Then before I lost all hope, Kiera and Norman showed up with drinks.

I ran to Kiera and tackled her. So very happy to see her. I grabbed the nearest bottle of booz and started chugging. “Norman and I have a plan.” “A plan? What do you mean?” I said in between chugs. ” I mean to keep you from Bob.” I felt a bit of relief. “Oh thank god! What are you guys going to do?” She lighty smirked. “You’ll see.” I briefly wondered what she meant but then out came food and Norman started a bonfire. i instantly forgot what I was thinking and went to stuff my face.

The night went on, at least two hours had gone by but Norman didn’t tell me about this plan. In fact he didn’t once talk to me. But It didn’t take Bob long to start trying with me again. Norman noticed. “Elaine” my name. “You look tired. Come over here and sit next to me”. Without thinking I obeyed. I plopped next him with relief. ” How about a massage, huh?” Kiera must have told him I never pass up massages. Quickly I pulled my chair around and turned my body to where my chest laid on the back of the chair. He instantly went to work. Norman always had great hands, and it wasn’t the first time he gave me a massage. Irritated Bob sat on his cooler but eventually started with his flirting. Norman realizing the caressing of my back wasn’t keeping him away, started on my belly. Norman assumed he wasn’t going to get me tonight stormed off. But Norman kept going. He was rubbing up my belly and started rubbing against my bra. At first just barely brushing it, but then more of his hand was on my chest. I felt relaxed and didn’t refuse his massaging. So he continued. Slowly rubbing my chest. Then his hands went up my bra. He pulled me close to him and started playing with my breasts. Squeezing and rubbing. Then pinched my nipples. I felt myself get wet. But the fact the Norman was a good friend of mine stayed in my mind. I pushed his hands off. “I’m sorry Norman. I’m tired I think I’m going to go to Kiera’s house to sleep.” I said shly.

I don’t know why I did that. I know I wanted him but was very scared. I’d only been with one guy before him. I started my walk home. We partied out in the woods next to a river not far from town. It was about a quarter mile walk home. So around fifteen minutes to walk it. It gave fethiye escort bayan me a lot of time to think. By the time I got to Kiera’s house, i just felt like an idiot. I couldn’t believe i could just give a good chance to fuck a hot man. Well, about twenty minutes go by and i here the front door open and close. Assuming it’s Kiera I go and greet her. I step out in the Den and am face to face with Norman. Lust in eyes. Breathing hard from his walk.

“Why did you leave?” He asked soundly almost angry. “I… I was tired,” I said backing up. The sound of his voice scared me. ” You are NOT tired. Why did you leave?” He said a little loud. “I just don’t think I’m ready to have sex again. ” He softened his eyes a bit. The lust turned to love in his eyes. “Let’s just forget about it. I’m sorry. Pop in a movie.” I stood there for a second but soon went to the entertainment center. Found myself a scary movie. Popped in it then sat on the couch. He soon joined me with some beer and sat as close as he could. I didn’t say anything.

The middle of the movie came. I was so in the zone with the movie and scared. Norman sensed that and at the perfect moment grabbed me threw me against the couch. He climbed on top of me and grinned. “Wow your heartbeat is going fast” He laughed. ” YOU ASS HOLE!” I got up off the couch and started putting on my coat. “Where are you going?” He asked with the anger back in his voice. ” None of your business.” I said as I walked out. ” I soon felt him grab my hair and pull me back in. He through me against the wall and started to stare me deep in the eyes. Our bodies pressed against each other so hard. I felt his hard chest against me. “You cannot be walking around alone late at night.” He eyes filled with anger. He started to loosen up. But I grabbed him closer to me. And started a Light kiss. I liked the way he through me against the wall. I think he caught the idea because soon he had his hand on my throat and started to squeeze. Then kissed me passionately. Our tongues fought for a while then he started grabbing my breast hard. I squealed in pain. But he was having to much fun and my pain made it worse. He started scratching my thighs, leaving streaks of blood. I started clawing at his back. Feeling my nails fill up with skin. He Moaned then through me against the couch.

He grabbed my throat again and dug in his pocket. The pulled out a pocket knife. Then rubbed the knife up my thigh. After a few cuts up to my shorts he soon got angry and pulled my shorts off. Exposing my pink lace thong. escort fethiye Then ran the knife around my panties. I didn’t refuse his violence. He then stuck his hand up my shirt and squeezed my breasts hard one by one. Then pulled my shirt off. He moved his cutting to my boobs leaving new lines of blood. Then back down to my panties. With one swift motion he cut my panties off and exposed my little pussy. He almost dropped the knife with how pleased he was with how little it was. Then again with the knife, cut my bra off. He dropped the knife and started kissing my boobs. I started to moan. He started biting my boobs the my nipples. My pussy was getting so wet. He stopped sucking my nipples then looked down. “Your pussy looks so good. Oh baby, it’s so wet.” He put his hand down on my clit and started moving it fiercely. I moaned louder and started trying to get away. He held me down then soon i felt his tongue take the fingers place. His tongue was pierced and he used it to hit my clit. Beating harder and harder on it then sending me almost in an orgasm he bit it. I came moaning screaming he covered my mouth with his other hand. He didn’t slow down a bit even after I came. I soon started having another orgasm. I want his fingers inside of me but he just keep eating my pussy. In mid orgasm he stopped. He pulled out his throbbing cock from his jeans. At first rubbing it showing off his ten inches of hard dick then slammed it inside my wet and tight pussy. He shook after that first slam and slowly began thrusting. “Oh Fuck, Your so tight. Oh baby, Your pussy feels so good.” I screamed taking all of his cock inside of me. He got used to the tightness then started fucking me hard and fast. Then after a growl through me around on top of my knees. Then slamming his cock inside of me again. I took all ten inches of him. He started getting faster and harder sending me into at least four orgasms. Each time i came I got just a little louder. He covered my mouth to muffle my screams. And fucked me hard. Then rage hit me. I pulled out from him and tackled him. He stared at me in shock and confusion. I lowered my head down on his cock and took his whole ten inches down my throat. Sucking him hard and fast. Using the bead of my tongue ring to massage his shaft. tightening my lips to copy my pussy. He moaned and grabbed my hair and fucked my mouth. Then he pulled me off of him and lifted my body on his. I slipped his cock inside of me then rode his cock. “I’m going to come. Oh baby, ride me.” I rode him faster and harder then felt him shoot his come inside of me. He rolled us over and fucked me to one more orgasm pulling my hair and biting my neck. We both collapsed on the couch, dripping sweat and breathing hard.

Since then we fucked everyday, sometimes three times a day. Only harder and rougher. this first time was really special to me though. It was the beginning to our addiction.

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After over a dozen years since I have last seen my sister, Nancy, she has decided to start mending fences. It took the recent birth of her daughter to finally have her come around. She lives less than 300 miles from me, but her stubbornness has kept her away since before I was married to Nicole.

On Friday morning, Nancy drove with her baby girl to see us for a four-day stay.
Nancy’s husband is active in the military and couldn’t join her on her visit. My daughters and son (well, not MY son) were happy to see their new cousin and finally meet Aunt Nancy.

I noticed that Nancy had gained some curves in her hips, likely from the pregnancy, and her breasts had certainly gotten larger, both from age and the pregnancy, I imagine. Nicole and Nancy spoke about motherhood (Nancy was unaware that Jack isn’t mine, but a product of Nicole and her dad almost 3 years ago). They discussed nursing issues, husband issues, clothes, and cravings. The kids huddled around the newborn and offered to be the best cousins ever by rocking her, holding her, and feeding her. However, Nancy is nursing, so when the bottle of breast milk was empty, she took care the feeding by herself.

Being a bit conservative, Nancy fed her daughter with a blanket over her covering the fabulous view of her baby nursing at her bosom. I hadn’t seen her breasts since I surprised her in the bathroom as she was getting ready to jump into the shower back when she was a freshman in high school. It was also the last time I saw her pussy which was hairy and untrimmed. It had been over 20 years ago!

That evening, after the kids had been put to bed, Nancy, Nicole, and I sat around reminiscing over snacks and beverages. Since Nancy is nursing, she doesn’t currently drink alcohol, but that doesn’t stop Nicole or me. While Nicole got up to refill the snack tray and make me another drink, I slid over beside Nancy. We had been talking about how crazy we were as kids exploring each other over the summer when our parents left us alone while they went to work. Nancy remembered how we often ran around the house naked dancing for each other, offering our body to be viewed up close while looking at our dad’s few porno magazines. We were bored kids living in an era prior to video games, cell phones, mp3 players, and computers. All this talk about the way we were 30 years ago had me ready to get to that point again. When I moved beside her on the couch, I began to massage her neck. Nancy closed her eyes and welcomed the release of tension.

Nicole came back in with a fresh drink and snacks, sat in the chair across for us and admired how I was moving in on my sister. It may have been the whiskey that made me lean over and kiss her neck and jaw. It may have been the way Nicole grinned at me that caused my right hand to reach under Nancy’s t-shirt and move my fingers up to her swollen right breast. Nancy had lactated a bit as she got excited and I saw her gray t-shirt turn dark as milk leaked and made a trail about 3 inches down her shirt. I felt the warm wetness of it on my thumb as I cupped her full mammary. Nancy turned her face to mine and kissed me back in a way no sister is supposed to kiss a brother. I wish we had done this 30 years ago, but we’ve learned quite a bit since those days and our bodies have developed, as well.

No stranger to incest, Nicole continued to sit on her chair and watch my sister and I make out on the couch. It hasn’t been even 4 months since her dad last visited and those two were on this same couch doing the same things I was now doing with my sister, so I didn’t feel at all embarrassed or uneasy. Knowing that Nancy was comfortable reliving our adventures from childhood, I was ready to renew and expand our experiences. Also, I recognized that Nancy was doing all this of her own volition since she wasn’t influenced by alcohol or any drugs, which made it all more exciting. My cock was growing larger and thicker in my loose basketball shorts I was wearing. Instead of being an observer as I had been whenever Nicole’s dad was here, I was an active participant and being observed by my wife!

Nancy allowed me to pull her t-shirt up, but I left it on around her neck, exposing her two milk-filled tits for the first time. She had certainly grown a lovely pair of tits over the past 20 years. When I had last seen them bare, they were about the size of apples and jutted straight out. They looked firm as they grew from her young teenage body. Now, they were soft, smooth, large, round, and had dark areolas which dribbled her precious white milk and dripped onto her pale pooch of her stomach. As I continued to kiss my sister romantically, my fingers played in the wet milk as I smeared the leaked fluid over and between her breasts and over her belly. I loved playing with Nicole when she was pregnant with our girls and Jack, so I was hoping Nancy wouldn’t clam up and not let me get a suck out of her lactating nipple. I moved my head malatya escort away from her mouth and began to kiss down to her chin and the front of her neck on my way to her ripe melons. I latched onto the right breast first and felt a stream of milk hit the back of my throat as I finally got to taste the milk from my own sister. She moaned a bit and squeezed my head to her breast forcing another jet of milk to spew into my suckling mouth. My left hand went south and toward the covered pussy. Nancy had on a pair of sweat pants and granny panties. Obviously, she had no intent of getting laid while she was visiting.

As I was enjoying this new sensation with my younger sibling, I felt another head beside mine. Nicole had left her chair and was on her knees in front of Nancy nursing her left breast! I couldn’t believe it! I knew Nicole was bisexual since she’d been with her sister and stepsister, but I was not expecting Nancy to be open to another woman making love to her. Nicole stepped up the pace and used her expert knowledge of what a woman likes to caress Nancy and told her to stand up so we could see more of her. Without hesitation, Nancy did as instructed. Nicole tugged her sweat pants over her hips and down to her ankles. My sister was now standing with a t-shirt hanging around her neck like a cape and a pair of cotton panties with stripes covering her cunt. I looked over at Nicole who had a drop of milk running down from the corner of her mouth toward her chin. HOT! She told me to take my sister’s panties down. Like Nancy, I did as instructed. There, just inches from my face, was Nancy’s shaved vulva. It looked totally different than it had 20 years ago in the bathroom. Nancy quickly sat back down, somewhat embarrassed at how I reacted to seeing her now.

Nicole eased her fears and removed the pants and underwear from around her ankles. Nicole told Nancy to take off my shorts, so I stood up so she could. My cock was at full attention as my sister unveiled my woody and removed my shorts. Immediately, she smiled and grasped it with her right hand. She hadn’t seen me naked since I was 11, so it was a shock to her, I think.

Nancy removed her t-shirt and Nicole got herself undressed, as well. Nancy dimmed the lights in the living room and took another drink of her wine before kissing me as I stood naked in front of my sister who was stroking my penis. I saw some more milk draining drip by drip out of Nancy’s breasts and thought how lucky I was that she came to visit when she did so I could see her in this state. I had fantasies of knocking her up and being able to drink milk from her tits. While I am no longer able to get anyone pregnant due to the vasectomy, I was still able to get to live out part of my fantasy. Neither my wife or sister knew of that wicked thought, but it didn’t matter. They just needed to know I enjoyed breastfeeding from my sibling.

Nancy asked if we could go out in the spa to continue. Within a few minutes, we were all touching and roaming our hands over each other above and below the water. My toe entered Nicole’s cunt and I wiggled it against her clit. Nancy was sitting on my lap facing me as the water bubbled around her curvy hips and splashed onto her breasts. Nicole rubbed her hands over Nancy’s back and down her ass. My cock was feeling good grinding between Nancy’s cunt lips. It felt so damn good I didn’t know how much longer I could last. I had never gotten to fully penetrate her due to various circumstances which you can read about in “My Wish With Sis”. Ironically, where I was seated is the same spot my best friend was in when he first fucked Nicole and came inside her without a condom. Odd how life tends to repeat itself.

Nancy had no idea that I had a vasectomy. I never told her since I hadn’t spoken to her in the past twelve years. She didn’t seem concerned though, either. Maybe she felt she was safe since she was nursing or maybe she just didn’t care. She slid her chubby body toward me and raised herself up. Nicole put her fingers around my shaft and directed me into my sister’s pussy for the very first time! I looked up at my little sister as she sunk down onto my dick allowing me to feel the inside of her body for the very first time. We hugged and kissed as I thrust up into her wanting to bury my bone into the hole I had always dreamed of invading. Nicole was rubbing my legs for a few seconds, then stood up and put her hands on Nancy’s shoulders, forcing my sister harder into my lap. The sensation of a new pussy and the taboo nature of our coupling was causing me to shake with emotion. My sister must have felt the same because she had tears welling up in her eyes. Finally, after we were almost to this point as youngsters, followed by more than a decade of silence between us, we were together again, closer than ever, joined in a unity that siblings aren’t supposed to share, and being encouraged by my wife. malatya escort bayan I knew I was going to blast a load of cum up inside my sister’s womb that would be unlike any other. I wanted to fill her full of my sperm, make her pregnant with her brother’s seed, complete the union in a perfect way. However, since I wasn’t able to shoot sperm now, I only could rely on my fantasies.

Without saying a word, I put my hands on Nancy’s hips and with the water boiling up around us, I thrust my hips hard until it felt like I had found the opening of her cervix with the tip of my cock and unleashed a torrent of semen up into the vagina of my sister while my wife laughed knowingly and held Nancy down onto my spewing penis.

Nancy, lost in lust and joy, collapsed on my chest as the warm water of the spa churned and danced as if in celebration of our new achievement. After a few minutes to regain our strength and realize what we had just done, Nicole said it was time to get to take this party to the bedroom. While I led Nancy upstairs and wrapped a towel around her, Nicole closed up the spa and refreshed my drink before joining us on the bed.

Nancy still hadn’t asked me about using any birth control and I was thrilled that I had gotten to go bareback inside her, just the way I always had dreamed of doing. She lay on her back and spread her legs where I finally got to see a close-up view of her vagina. It was cleanly shaven (I guess her husband liked it that way) and looked similar to the way it did back when we explored each other as kids, except her labia was puffier and she now had some of my semen peeking out and toward her anus. I couldn’t resist and bent over to taste her honey pot. It was delicious. Just then, I see a flash and realized Nicole was taking photos for me so I could relive this moment over and over. She got down and took a shot of the white dribble of semen slowly making its way out. She took some photos of Nancy’s lactating breasts, even a posed one of Nicole sucking a hard nipple. Then, Nancy sat up and turned to lay on her stomach while I stood at the foot of the bed. She proceeded to suck me. My cock had lost some stiffness after I shot off into Nancy, but it was still a respectable chubby which Nancy inserted into her mouth. I was actually surprised at how little my sister spoke during all this. She was fairly quite except when she’d moan or gasp. It was as though it was still our little secret we had to keep from everyone, though Nicole clearly knew and was actively involved in this relationship. My cock grew back to full size while my sister gave me a blowjob for the first time ever. Again, Nicole took some photos of it and asked if I was going to shoot off in her mouth. I didn’t want to do that, but Nancy took her mouth off me long enough to tell Nicole she wouldn’t mind trying my spunk. That was amazing! As kids, she would jack me off and we would use a towel or underwear to clean the semen, so I was impressed with how horny she was now, willing to drink her brother’s cum. Nicole knew the feeling of taking a family member’s cream since she had finally sucked her dad’s cum and swallowed his load just a few years ago which I already wrote about.

Her baby was up and crying for a diaper change and feeding. This time, Nancy didn’t cover up at all. She happily let me and Nicole watch as her baby girl latched onto her breast and fed on our bed. It gave me time to recover and take a few photos of the precious moment between my sister and her daughter. I truly wished it was my baby she was nursing. I had longed to be the one to take her virginity, to give her a child, our child, and be the perfect protective big brother I was hoping she wanted. Instead, I never got past her hymen.

Nicole took the baby back to the crib and checked on Jack and the girls. Nancy and I cuddled and spooned on the bed. I kissed her again and my dick reintroduced itself to Nancy’s lower back. She moved up and lifted her leg allowing me to penetrate her from behind. It felt so perfect, as though we always belonged together. I felt the sticky semen from the load I deposited about an hour earlier which had still remained in her and it drove me full of passion knowing my little sister still had her brother’s semen deep inside her body. I reached around and lovingly took her left breast in my hand. There was no milk now since her daughter had just drained it, but it was still firm with just the right amount of jiggle. She and I were in heaven as we got into a rhythm and enjoyed a long-overdue sibling fuck. Nicole came back in and took some great shots of my penis buried in the opening of my sister with a small dap of either her cunt juice or my old semen smeared on my cock. She took another shot of me spooning her with my hand over her tit. Then, Nicole, being the slut she is, told me to get on my back and have Nancy ride me in a reverse cowgirl so she could lick escort malatya her out while we fucked. That was an incredible sensation! My wife’s tongue lapped the underside of my penis while it penetrated Nancy. It didn’t take long after that for me to lose my second load inside my own sister while Nicole continued to lick and suck Nancy’s clit as her creampie was eaten! Nancy had a mind-shattering orgasm as the stimulation overloaded her senses and she squeezed the remaining cum from my dick into her tight love canal. Again, I imagined millions of my sperm wiggling their way to find my sister’s egg as she willingly took my cum into her warm uterus. The notion caused my head to spin and I blurted out without thinking, “Take it Sis! Take that sperm in your fertile snatch!” My eyes had rolled back in my head while I had been thrusting hoping to get closer to her eggs and mate with her the way I desired.

Suddenly, after hearing what I said, Nancy removed herself from my cock, turned around and did the something nastier than I ever thought she would do. She faced me with her cunt at my mouth and whispered demandingly, “Get your tadpoles out of me right now. I can’t go back home with another baby, especially one from my brother. Now get to work!” I took it she wasn’t currently on birth control and hadn’t contemplated it until I mentioned it. I put my lips to her labia and felt the warm ooze of my spunk touch my lips as it slowly made it’s way out thanks to gravity. Nicole was amazed to see how dominating my little sister was and how dirty she was behaving. “Eat it. Lick it out of her, Jack.” I did as I was told and put my tongue between her pussy lips. As I did, a wad of my semen tingled on the tip of my tongue and slid like a raw oyster over my tongue and into my mouth. I couldn’t believe I was actually eating my own cum out of my sister. How sick was this!

“Clean me up good, Jack. I can’t have a baby with you now. I’m too old for that.”

So did that mean she would have had my baby years ago? I wasn’t sure and was in no position to question her. Nicole took a few more photos of me with my face filled with wetness and then laid beside me to finger herself. To shock me further, Nancy got off me and went down on my wife! I was so exhausted I could only watch, but I did take a few pictures of this because I don’t think it will ever happen again. My sister, who came to me hours earlier playing a conservative woman had full-on incest with her brother, took his cum in her pussy twice without thinking of any consequences, and now was muff diving my wife! If I hadn’t seen it for myself, I would have never believed it. I know these moments were things that would never be shared outside our little 3-way relationship. I’m guessing her husband is a stick in the mud, so since she felt liberated at our house, she was going to go all the way.

After Nicole shook from her orally-induced orgasm, the three of us were too tired to move and crashed on the bed after I hit the lights. We woke up Saturday morning to my niece crying again and Jack Frank Jr. wanting breakfast. While Nancy changed the diaper and fed her baby, Nicole and I discussed whether we should let my sister in on our family secret. Nicole was of the mindset that it didn’t matter at this point, but said she was glad I never told Nancy I was fixed. She thought it was sexy the way I was forced to drink my semen and said she wants me to do it with her sometime.

I went downstairs and fixed breakfast for all of us and Nancy returned to her conservative style by coming down in her gray t-shirt and sweat pants. However, I noticed she didn’t have underwear on underneath because I put my fingers down the front of her sweats when she came past me to get a spoon. She looked up at me, kissed me politely in front of the kids, and smiled. She asked if I wanted any milk in my coffee. I said, “Absolutely.” She took my coffee mug and turned away from the kids as she filled my mug ¼ of the way with her remaining breast milk. Best coffee I had in a LONG time!

Nancy and I made love three more times before she left this morning to go home. Nicole joined us just once and let us have time for ourselves the other two times. She took the kids out to the playground so Nancy and I could have the house all to ourselves. I have to say I don’t know if we can do it again in the future, but having sex with your sister is the best. It has been every bit as pleasurable as I dreamed it would be, and I’m not sure if I regret not being able to do it sooner, but I think I regret not getting a chance to impregnate her at least once. I did tell her last night that I was fixed and she had nothing to worry about. She looked somewhat disappointed, but said nothing in return. I did cum in her mouth Saturday evening and she took the entire load right down her throat. That was amazing!

Nicole told Nancy that Jack Jr. is not mine, that she has an ongoing relationship with her father. Nancy was cool with that. She said she understands and is glad that her big brother isn’t the jealous kind. I guess that’s a compliment. I think my sister is going to be contacting me a lot more after all this. It’s nice to know she’s back in my life.

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The Angel Babysitter -Part Two

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Kerry leaned against the door, breathing hard. The little sneak! Well, the teasing would only get more intense from here, and she wouldn’t let him have his way. She was going to make him sweat. She looked in her bag, pulled out some pieces of clothing, thinking, perfect, the makings of a plan forming in her mind.
Shane heard her coming down the stairs before he saw her. Quickly, he drew the pizza out of the oven and started to cut it into slices. He glanced over his shoulder, looking at Kerry, and did a double-take, his eyes nearly popping out of their skulls. She was wearing a loose miniskirt, not too revealing, but still showed an awesome amount of her perfect, tanned legs. She was wearing no shoes or socks, her nails of her toes painted dark red. His eyes scanned upwards on her body, taking in the small tank-top that rose above her belly button, and looked as if her breasts were straining to push out of. He also noticed that she was wearing no bra, as her nipples were poking through the thin fabric. She giggled, bringing him back to the present. The sound of scraping alerted him to the fact that, while he had been ogling Kerry, he had cut through the pizza, and had started on the plate. He felt his face burn as he quickly turned round to finish the pizza. “Hey, erm… just take a seat, I’ll have this on plates in a moment.” Mumbled Shane, fishing some plates out of the cupboard.
Kerry sat down, scraping her chair back loudly to get Shanes attention. When she was sure he was looking at her, she ‘clumsily’ knocked her knife off of the table. “Oops!” She giggled, bending over the chair to get to it. One foot lifted off the floor, and her skirt rode up, giving Shane a good view of her panty-clad bum. Once she was sure he had seen enough, she grabbed her knife and stood back up, her skirt covering her bum once more, and she saw Shanes eyes dart away.
They ate in silence for the next fifteen minutes, minutes spent by Shane daringly trying to get a glimpse of Kerry’s cleavage without her noticing. Of course, she did notice, as he was being plainly obvious, but she wanted him to have a look, to see what he couldn’t have, make him sweat. Finishing her last crust of pizza, she ran her finger through a spot of tomato sauce, placing it on her tongue seductively before drawing it out, moaning “Mmmmm, that was delicious.” She made a point of stretching as she stood up, pressing her tits against the thin fabric of her tank top. “Hey, I was wondering, d’you mind if I go and sun myself outside? You’ve got an awesome deck.”
“Yeah, sure.” Shane leapt at the chance. “Cheers.” Said Kerry, standing up. “I’ll just go and get changed, I think I might have brought a bikini with me, I probably left one in the bag from when I went to the beach the other day.” She tiptoed back to the stairs and ran up them. Shane felt ecstasy, as he went and laid a towel on the deck, ready for Kelly. His window was directly above the deck! He quickly sprinted to his room.
Inside Shane’s parents room, Kerry was rifling through her bag. She had indeed brought a bikini, but it wasn’t exactly what she had had in mind. When she went to the beach, it had been with her ex-boyfriend, and it comprised of just a black string thong, barely enough to cover her pussy, and the top just covered her nipples, nothing else. But, where was the top? It was too revealing, but it was better than going out naked. It wasn’t in her bag. Damn. She’d have to go out topless. She noted with relief the sound of Shanes door closing next door, meaning that he wouldn’t see her as she left the room. She had wanted to tease him, but now show him the whole thing. She could wear a t-shirt, but she didn’t want big pale patches once she had a tan. Ah, well, she’d just have bursa escort to lie on her front. She opened the door, dressed only in her black string thong. She slowly headed down the stairs, one breast cupped in each hand. She finally made her way to the back double glass doors, and opened them. She was pretty sure he would be watching, somewhere, and hesitated before heading out into the sun. The bare wood was warm against her feet and she avoided looking up, as she had now realised that Shane’s bedroom window was directly above the decking that she was going to lie on. She pretended to look around, feigning modesty, and she caught a glimpse of Shanes face up against his window. She smiled. Getting a bit bolder, she slowly dropped each breast, and still they seemed to be floating, not sagging at all. As she kneeled down, Shane had a full side view of her perky tits. She lay down, squishing them against the decking.

Shane’s face was inches away from the window, his breathing coming heavy. She would be out soon…He waited, until he heard his parents door open, and Kerry making her way down the stairs. Any minute now…suddenly, he saw the double doors swing open below him, and a long, tanned leg step out onto the decking. This was swiftly followed by the awesome-figured Kerry, who…wait a minute, she was wearing no bikini top! Shane watched, open-mouthed, his eyes latched solely on her hand-covered tits, the anticipation making him breathe heavier and heavier. Slowly, she dropped her hands, and Shane saw the tits for the second time, and they, if possible, seemed even more amazing than the first time, when he had only caught a fleeting glimpse of the beauties. He got a good look in, before she lay down on the decking, hiding the most part of her tits out of view. Though, she still had an awesome, near-naked body, and Shane wasn’t going to pass up the chance. He slowly started jacking off.

Sleep slowly took hold of Kerry, as her eyes fluttered in the mid-day sun. Soon, she was totally out of it, the heat sending her into a deep sleep. Without knowing, she rolled over in her sleep, her hands laying by her sides, her tits suddenly in full view of anyone who happened to glance out of their window. Well, at least she’d get no tan lines.
It was well over an hour before she woke up and decided to go back inside before she badly burnt herself. Carefully covering each breast, she stood up. Walking towards the back door and yawning, she caught a glimpse of a foot disappearing back upstairs through the clear glass, and giggled, reaching out for the handle, and pulling it down. Pulled it down harder. And Harder. It seemed as if the handle met an invisible barrier every time she pulled it down. It was locked. “Shit.” She muttered. She was furious, the little prick had locked her out, this time out of the house! She swallowed her pride as she hammered on the glass, then quickly covered her tit that had dropped free. It wasn’t long before Shane came thundering down the stairs, a fake look of shock on his face. He obviously had a boner, as he had his hands stuffed in his pockets, and shuffled to the door rather than walked. He slowly opened the door, and there was a moment of awkwardness as Kerry mumbled “Thanks.” And stepped into the house. Then there was a moment, a while, actually, where they both stood, saying nothing. Shanes eyes were fixated on her covered boobs, finally close enough that he would have been able to touch them. Seconds passed by, as they both looked into each other’s eyes, neither having to look up or down, then, Shane kissed her. It took her a few moments to register, but finally Kerry kissed back too, letting her arms fall to her sides and her breasts push bursa escort bayan against Shane’s chest. He pulled her into a tight embrace before letting her go, grinning. “Well.” Gasped Kerry. Suddenly, overpowered by lust, Shane placed his hands on her tits, moving in for another kiss which Kerry accepted. A few moments later, Shane lifted the madly giggling Kerry onto his shoulder, and with renewed effort, jogged up the stairs, her tits bouncing against his back. Kicking his door open, he dropped Kerry onto his king-sized bed, looking down at her figure. He had an amazing-looking woman lying on his bed, grinning up at him. “You’ve been a naughty girl, haven’t you?” Laughed Shane, sitting on the edge of the bed and pulling Kerry towards him, lying her across his lap, his raging boner pressing into her side. “Uh-huh.” Giggled Kerry, and Shane felt a wet spot on the side of his leg where Kerry’s pussy was. He lifted his hand up, and brought it with a sharp *slap* on each cheek a couple of times, at which point Kerry was moaning with pleasure. It seemed she liked light punishment. When this was done, Shane lifted her back onto the bed on her back. He kneeled down, and fished the thong off of her clean-shaven pussy with his mouth. He stopped to stare at the wonder for a few seconds before burying his head in it, tentatively prodding and inserting his tongue into her soaking lips. He felt her juices flowing around his tongue, she was unbelievably tight. He felt her shudder as she had an orgasm, lying limply back onto the bed. Shane still had a raging boner that was threatening to break the seams of his jeans. “Aww, let me return the favour!” Said Kerry, standing up, and kneeling at the foot of the bed. She motioned for Shane to sit on the edge, and he did, knowing what was about to come. “Ever had a blowjob?” Asked Kerry, looking up with big eyes. She replied to his shake of his head, “well, this is my first time giving one, so we’re both beginners!” She fished his cock out of his pants with difficulty, it springing loose as soon as she got part out. It was decent, about 6 and a half inches, maybe seven. He knew he wouldn’t last long as the tip of her tongue touched the very end of his cock, sending waves of pleasure through his body and making him moan. She slowly circled the head, his moans getting louder as he tried to fight the urge to blow his load. Though, he couldn’t hold it. As she enveloped the head in her moist mouth, Shane felt his balls suddenly tighten, the knowing feeling, then he pushed her head back, not wanting to blow in her mouth if she didn’t want it. But, just at the last second, she pulled it back into her mouth with knowing eyes, just in time to catch the whole of his load in her gaping jaws. A trickle dripped down her chin, and she seductively licked it off, swallowing every last drop of his warm cum.

They both collapsed onto the bed in a tight embrace, hot and sweaty, breathing heavily. It was a while before Shane was ready for ‘round two’, now totally at the mercy of this more experienced woman. She nodded at his get up, realising what he wanted and lay on her back. Shane got in between her long, smooth legs, and guided his hardening cock to the lips of her pussy, teasing her and making her moan. Eventually, when he was fully hard again, he slid his cock into her soaking pussy, gliding into the tight depths. He went halfway up his shaft, then drew out again. He did this for a while, slowly, falling into a steady rhythm, until she moaned, “Harder, Shane, Harder please!” Obeying her needs, he grabbed the sides of her toned stomach, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He ripped his sweaty t-shirt and pants, lastly throwing his boxers to escort bursa the floor, before entering her again, and slowly buried his shaft to the base, moans escaping from her lips, and his face contorted in pleasure. He went faster, falling into a quicker rhythm, his balls smacking against her ass. He lasted a bit longer this time, his cum reserves just recovering from his blowjob. He was lasting pretty long for a beginner, when, finally, he withdrew his cock with the same feeling as before, rested his shaft on the lips of his pussy, and carrying on with his hand for a few seconds, finally blowing his load all over her stomach and tits. It was with a smile on his face that he collapsed exhausted but happy, next to her. They had a long kiss before they both drifted off into a peaceful slumber, her tits covered in his cum.
Shane woke up alone, and worried that it had all been a dream. It was dark outside. Then he realised that he was naked, above the covers. He never slept naked, he noted with relief. It hadn’t been a dream. He faintly heard the sound of a shower coming from the bathroom. He quickly got up, and walked, naked, to the bathroom, quickly entering, where he could see Kerry behind the clear glass, and he was glad his parents had decided to install this particular shower. He opened the door, startling Kerry, but put his finger to her lips as he stepped inside, closing the door behind him. She smiled, kissing him passionately. He entered two fingers into her dripping pussy, leaning down to envelope a breast in his mouth, suckling like a new-born infant, his tongue exploring the magnificent, hard nipples. He felt her juices flow over his fingers and he turned the shower cold, making her nipples go even harder. They stayed in the shower for a long time, giving each other as much as they got, before they finally stepped out, not bothering to dry as they walked downstairs in the darkness, Kerry leading Shane by the hand. She shushed him as they stepped outside into the warm, breezeless night, and wandered over to the fence, the water quickly drying on their bodies. Shane caught on to her idea and grinned, placing his hands under her buttocks and lifting her over the fence before jumping over himself. Before them lay their neighbours pool, shimmering in the moonlight. The household was asleep, and Kerry led him quietly to the edge of the pool, where they both sat down, slowly sliding in, locked in a passionate embrace. They chased each other up and down, Shane catching her every now and then and playing with her tits, Kerry likewise with his cock, before they eventually made it back into Shane’s house, drying each other off and going back to Shane’s bed, Kerry slipping a pair of thin white panties on, and Shane a clean pair of boxers. They both lay down above the covers, too hot to go beneath. Shane hugged her close, burying his face in her shoulder, and smelling her beautiful hair, before slipping off into a contented sleep.

“Hey, babe.” Shane murmured sleepily, looking at the figure of Kerry, who had just got up. “Oh sorry, did I wake you?” She asked, kneeling on the bed, her tits bouncing. “Yeah.” Mumbled Shane. “But I’m glad.” He smiled as he kissed her. He grinned even further as he realised they still had three days. This was going to be good.

Over the next three days, Shane and Kerry fucked relentlessly, in the kitchen, on the stairs, everywhere. It was a moment of unhappiness for both of them when Shane’s parents knocked at the door. “Seeya later, Shane.” Kerry kissed Shane, before opening the door. A few minutes later, and she was gone.

A few months later, when he was off school for the summer, Shane got one of many texts from Kerry. It read:
‘Hey Shane, just wondering if u want 2 cum 2 mine for a week? 😉 U cud tell ur parents you’re goin away with mates? X Kerry.
It was with a smile plastered on his face that he replied, and went downstairs to tell his parents. This was going to be a good summer, that was for sure!

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Fucked Khala- My Virgin aunt -1

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My name is Aamir. I am from Hyderabad, India I am 21 years old. I am the only child of my mother. Though my father has more wives and daughters from them but I am his only son. I have completed my studies in London and after completing my studies, I came back home only a few months ago.

A few months ago before the Triple Talaq law was introduced my family went to Delhi for attending a wedding of a son of friend of my parents . There, my aunt i.e. my Khala ( mothers sister- cousin ) Noori was also there to attend the functions. Amma ( My mother ) introduced me to her . Noori Khala in her early 30s, a very beautiful , very fair complexion, slim, round face, big black eyes, beautiful sharp features and a sweet voice … Khala is also very cheerful.

I knew that Khala had become widow in a very young age. During the conversation with her I recollected that Khala has four daughters and one of them has been married.

Khala was sitting with me during marriage functions and we shared a lot of jokes, Khala took a lot of selfies with me and I was enjoying her company..

She asked me how many girlfriends I have.

I told – I have just returned home from abroad after three years, no girlfriends.

So Khala asked- How many girlfriends were there abroad?

I said – a lot.

So Khala said with a smile – then you must have had zonguldak escort a lot of fun?

Before I would answer, Khala’s phone rang and Khala got up.

After that Khala met my mother and could not be seen again. When I enquired about her I came to know that for some emergency reason Khala had to go back to her home in Kashmir, so she left.in a hurry. I kept getting bored there because I had not much acquaintances or friends thereafter that .

When the engagement got over Ammi Abbu ( father & Mother) called me and said – Son, you have already met Noori your Khala, you will have to pay a visit to Noori in Kashmir for an very important family task We cannot leave the marriage in the middle. You will have to do whatever your aunt will say as if it is our wish and command. I said I do.

I bowed my head and left for Srinagar in Kashmir and took the next flight.

I had not even seen Kashmir and I loved company of Nuri Khala.

In kashmir I came to know, my 1st cousin, whose name was Sarah and was about 19 years old, was married to our cousin Imran and they were very much in love with each other, They had a fight and Imraan divorced my cousin sister and for that reason Khala had to return back suddenly.

After divorce, my cousin imraan regretted it and wished to marry Sarah again, Maulvi Saheb (priest) said escort zonguldak –as per islamic rituals Sara will have to go through Halala and become someone else’s wife for at least one night. Only then can these two get married again.

Noori Khala told me that I will have to marry Sarah for that one night. When I came to know this, I said in my heart – it is a a matter of one night, have fun Aamir sir!

I agreed and said – Khala, your daughter’s should be settled, I don’t want anything more than that.

Noori Khala was very happy and hugged and kissed me on my forehead God Bless You Aamir and said- Son, if you want anything, feel free to ask.

We were to be married the next day. Khala’s had a very big expensive house She , gave me a separate room to sleep at night and I started preparing for sleep.

After some time my mobile rang and Khala’ called me on phone, she asked- Did you fall asleep?

So I said – No, was preparing to sleep.

Khala said – Please come to my room!

And the phone got disconnected.

When I went to Khala’s room, I saw that a beautiful bride in red dress was waiting on bed with a veil covering her face . She said welcome I realised this is Voice of Khala Then I went to her and asked- Khala, what is all this?

Khala said- Aamir, today is your test. Not only do you have to marry zonguldak escort bayan Sarah, you have to sleep with her and you will also have to sex with her like a husband wife. a bit hesitating she said I want to make sure that you can Fuck Her .

I said – why do you think that I may or may not “Fuck her “?

So Khala told the whole story of Sarah, Khala said – Imran is my brother’s son, he insisted and married Sarah but after marriage sarah found out that not only his cock was very small he was suffering from Erectile Dysfunction- his cock cannot get an erection and he could not fuck Sarah . This is why the two quarelled and Imran angrily divorced Sarah. Now I want it that through halala, at least once, Sarah gets full pleasure of sex from me.

She wanted to see how big my cock is and whether I can get a proper erection and can I fuck properly and satisfy a woman or not! To ensure that and check personally she has made all this arrangement.

Then Noori Khala said- Aamir, do it slowly with me because I am also a virgin!

I then startled – how is this possible a beautiful married woman mother of 4 and a virgin?

Khala said – My four daughters are children of my elder sister. After the death of my elder sister and your Uncle also got sick, so I was married to him to take care of him and children. And due to sickness, not even a honeymoon, after a few days of marriage, he passed away soon and she remained a virgin. Today she also wants to taste and enjoy forbidden pleasured of sex with me.

Continued

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Free Kittens

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I’m thirty-seven years old and I have found a new way to meet women. I like kids too and that’s a plus when you are my age. You see when you’re this old and still single you cannot find any women that are really available. If the women get to this age and are still single it’s because no one else wants them. So every woman that is available has been married and divorced or has kids. So now how do you find them? If you go to bars you find the drunks that the other guys wouldn’t put up with. If you go to church you really can’t find anyone that would be fun to hang out with. Now hanging around playgrounds is usually taken the wrong way and people think that you are after the little girls.

That brought me to the “Free Kitten” idea. Little girls love kittens and little girls have mothers that are perfect for me. I can get all of the kittens that I want from the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals otherwise known as SPCA or from ads in the newspaper. I got six lovable little kittens and put a sign out in my lawn. I bought kitty litter pans and put a bag of kitten food, a bag of kitty litter, and two bowls in each one just to get them started.

If daddy or an ugly mommy came to my door I simply asked them if they were one of the people that had called me about my ad in the newspaper. Of course I had not put an ad in the newspaper so they couldn’t possible have called me. But it gave me an excuse to tell them that I had made promises to several other people. However I would take their names and phone numbers and get back to them if the other people didn’t show up.

Now if mommy was pretty I was all smiles. I would bring them in and show them the kittens. When the little girl or boy picked out their kitten I would give them a litter pan full of goodies to get them started.

They almost always asked me if I wanted anything in return for payment. I would just tell them that I didn’t need any money but that sex or a date would be great. Then I would laugh it off and carry the litter pan to their car while the kid tried to strangle their new kitten.

Occasionally the woman would get pissed off at me but she would take the kitten and stuff anyway. Sometimes they would tell me that they were happily married. And sometimes they would just smile and give me their phone numbers. With a batch of six kittens I was almost always guaranteed two dates. If they didn’t pan out I could always get more kittens.

I would give them a day or two and then call them up and ask them about the kitten. I would offer to take the kitten back if it wasn’t working out. Yeah! Right! As if you can take a kitten away from a kid. Then I would politely remind them about their promise of payment with sex or a date. If there were two women one would almost always say sex while the other one would say date. It was a toss up and really didn’t matter because the date always ended in sex too. No mater which way it went I still got laid.

The mommy that replied sex asked me to come over. When I arrived I remember her all right. She was the pretty blonde that reminded me of Farrah Fawcett from Charlie’s Angles. She was as cute as hell, had shaggy dark blonde hair, and a killer body. yozgat escort The day she came for the kitten she had been wearing a short skirt and had allowed me a couple of glimpse of her white panties and a couple of shots down her blouse too. She had been working me as much as I had been working her. She had been showing me her body on purpose. She wanted me to bite and I did. Now she was reeling me in.

As I looked at her I was entirely impressed. Her hair was loose and flowing, she was braless with a white shirt that was only tied under her breasts. She had magnificent cleavage. She had on a pair of Daisy Dukes that were cut so high that I could see just a hint of her white panties in the front and the bottom of her ass cheeks in the back. I knew that she had put on that outfit just for my benefit and I loved it.

We talked as we kept an eye on her five-year-old son and his new kitten. I had brought him a few toys for his kitten to play with. Then I told him that the kitten would probably love the box that I brought it in better. Then I tied a string to the loop on the back of his pants and told him to walk around the room. The kitten chased that string like crazy. The more the kitten chased him the more the kid ran and the more tired he got. His mother was impressed that I could tire her son out an hour early and that she got to put him to bed.

When she came back to me she had untied her blouse so that it was hanging loose and she had lost her shorts entirely. In only that loose white shirt and her white thong panties I would follow her anywhere and anywhere was to her bedroom and into her bed. She sat on the edge of her bed as I undressed and joined her. I slipped her shirt off of her shoulders and kissed her, pushing her back on the bed as I did so. Then I kissed her pubic mound and bit the waistband of her panties. Then without using my hands I removed her panties, inhaling her aroma as I did. She was so sexy that her aroma was radiating out of her pores. Her pheromones were secreting enough scent to send me up the fucking wall. I couldn’t get my aching cock into her fast enough. She had me so worked up that I felt like Superman. She took everything that I gave to her. I slipped it in, I slammed it in, and I rammed the hell out of her too. I hadn’t been that excited in quite a while. It was a sexual high that was off the scale. When I hit her cervix with my cum I thought that I would shoot holes in it. My sperm was off and running. If she used a diaphragm those little suckers would go right through it. If my sperm ever caught up to her egg it wouldn’t stand a chance. After that I just cuddled her until she fell asleep and then I slipped out leaving her a love note.

When I contacted my ‘date’ girl I suggested a whole day of it starting with her three-year-old daughter and the local zoo. Then we could drop the kid at a sitter and enjoy a nice sit down meal and perhaps a movie. April sure liked the idea a lot.

When I picked April up she looked different to me but I couldn’t put my finger on it. She had on a pair of white shorts and a pretty pink shirt. April had on a bra and her breasts were poking out very nicely. But still, something didn’t look right. Her shorts were yozgat escort bayan tight against her crotch and she looked wonderful. She reminded me of a Sunday school teacher that I had once. April was short, petite, and adorable. Something was still wrong! But what!

Then it finally dawned on me! April’s tits were too big! I pointed at her very attractive B-cup breasts and asked, “Are they real?”

April blushed a very deep red and covered her breasts with her hands, “No! My twin sister made me wear it to impress you! It’s really her padded bra!”

I asked, “Would you mind very much if I asked you to take it off?”

April smiled and replied, “No! Not at all! It made me very self conscious anyway!”

She went into her bedroom and removed it. When she came back out her tits were a very cute A-cup and her nipples were tiny hard buttons. April saw me staring at her hard nipples and looked down herself.

Then she said, “Oh my! Maybe I should put another bra on!”

I said, “No! Please don’t! I like you just like that! Now tell me more about your twin sister!”

April said, “Well May is four minutes younger that I am, we are both divorced, and we both have three-year-old daughters!”

I asked, “Is she seeing anyone at the moment?”

April said, “No! She is our sitter latter so you will meet her then!”

I smiled and said, “Have you two ever dated the same guy at the same time?”

April smiled and said, “No! But we did have a threesome once with her ex-husband!”

I smiled and said, “Can you get another babysitter and talk her into coming along with us?”

April called her twin sister May. There wasn’t another babysitter available but she liked the idea and was sorry that she couldn’t come along.

I called the Farrah Fawcett look alike and asked her to baby-sit for us. She said that after our sex the previous night that she would do anything for me. Great! I had a babysitter.

I took April and her daughter over to pick up her sister. May had asked April what she was wearing and had put on a pair of white shorts and a pretty blue shirt. Other than the color of their shirts they looked alike. Their daughters looked alike too.

When I asked about their names April explained that she had been born two minutes before midnight on April thirtieth. Then May explained that she had been born two minutes after midnight on May first. Interesting!

The kids loved the zoo so we took our time. Every guy there checked out my two dates. I must say that I checked them out too just as often as I could. It was interesting that neither one of them was wearing thong panties because I could see the edge seams on their regular panties. Actually they looked good because I don’t see many panty lines anymore. When the two little girls had enough fun it was time to drop them off.

My tall shaggy blonde was dressed very sexy and just for me to show the twins what they were up against, I think. Introductions were made and the girls played with her son’s kitten.

As we were about to leave she said to me, “They remind me of Haley Mills and Haley Mills from that movie Parent Trap! They are adorable! Do you suppose that you could talk escort yozgat them into letting me join you guys in bed sometime! They make my tongue hard!”

I laughed but the thought was making me hard too. I took April and May to dinner. It was a seafood place where we could eat out on the veranda and watch the boats come and go. They helped me drink two bottles of wine. When I suggested a third bottle April told me that it wasn’t necessary and that I didn’t have to get them drunk to get them in bed. The only question left was whose bed. They chose mine.

However when I suggested our babysitter’s bed they got even more excited. They loved her big tits. I told them that she loved their tiny tits. It was a deal. We headed toward her house and the kids.

Farrah or more correctly Jenny was delighted to see us. I told her that we needed the use of her bed and that she could join us. She lit right up. The three girls gave the kids everything that they could possibly require like a cartoon movie, cookies, and drinks. Then we headed into the bedroom.

I decided to start things out and undressed for the girls. April liked my penis and Jenny told her that I could do unbelievable things to her with it. May undressed easily and took off her blue shirt, white shorts, and her white panties too. Jenny smelled her damp crotch and May smiled then Jenny handed them to me to smell. April undressed and again Jenny smelled her panties before I could. Then it was Jenny’s turn to undress. The twins couldn’t take their eyes off from her big tits as they came into view. The twins fought over her panties to see who could sniff them first. April won, then May smelled of Jenny’s panties followed by me at the end. Hell all of their pussies smelled good enough to eat.

The three girls got on the bed together while I watched them. The twins sucked on Jenny’s big breasts for a very long time then Jenny sucked on theirs too. They got into a triangle with their heads in another’s crotch and ate pussy till they had enough. Then they turned around and did it again. Both twins got to eat Jenny’s pussy and she got to eat both of their pussies. Finally April begged me to fuck her. I was surprised that that sweet little thing just wanted me to shove my cock into her without any foreplay. Well I guess she had enough foreplay already from the other girls. I shoved my cock into her just like she requested and fucked her hard and fast for several minutes. I was surprised that I stayed hard afterwards. Jenny told me to fuck May next since I had done such a good job on her the night before. She also knew that I would give her the reward that she deserved even if it wasn’t that night.

We spent several hours in that bed making love to anyone that was willing and available. The girls took turns checking on the kids until they were all asleep. Then it was just the four of us for the entire night. I managed to make love to both twins twice each. Jenny got her fair share of the twins too. For sweet little ladies they were nothing like what I had expected.

We got a different babysitter and then repeated that night every Saturday for several weeks. Then I just dated the twins for a few weeks more. Finally April and I were the only people that we needed.

I had to eventually replace April’s kitten because it disappeared. However, other than that I was out of the kitten business.

The End
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My cousin, Chris Chapter Three

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“I’m listening, Rory” I said crossing my arms.His mouth opened and closed.Like he couldn’t say something right.Okay, maybe he couldn’t.It took us a long time to be over with it.”Whatever.” I said walking away.He grabbed my wrist.”Wait.” He said.I rolled my eyes and walked back.”What?” I asked, tapping my foot.He looked a little nervous.”We might need to clean up the rooms later.” He said quickly and walked away.”What? Rory! What the fuck?” I yelled facing the direction he went. “I’m getting started!” I heard his voice from upstairs.That boy could be so complicated sometimes.I walked over to the sink and started on the dishes.When I was done, I walked into the living room to find the guys watching AFV.They all had snack bowls on their laps and I didn’t want to sit in popcorn, gummy bears, or M&Ms so I just sat on the floor.I realized that they weren’t laughing anymore.I looked at them to find that they were staring at me.”What’s up?” I asked.I’m getting a little creeped by their staring.”Aren’t you going to change? It’s a little distracting, babe.” Said Rylan.I made an irritated noise and walked up to our room.I was looking for clothes to get them more distracted.About an hour and a half later, I was ready. I had on a lime green tank top with a jean vest, black leggings, and purple high tops.I straightened my hair and put it into a side ponytail.I put on some eyeliner, mascara and a little lipgloss.I put in hoop earrings getting bigger every time in every peircing going down.I changed my belly button peircing and cut a few strips off of the tank top’s stomach area.Making it look ripped.

About a half hour later, I sauntered back downstairs and sat on the recliner.They were staring at me again.I pretended to not notice it.I sat upside down with my legs thrown over the ordu escort headrest and my head dangling off.Ry cleared his throat.I ignored it.Hunter cleared his throat a few moments later.I glared at them.”Yes?” I asked.Ryan was the one to answer.”Okay.How is it that you’re more distracting NOW than before?” He asked.”I don’t know…..Is it because of these?” I asked cupping my tits. Hunter’s lip twitched slightly.So did Rory’s.”Or this?” I asked spreading my legs and rubbing my pussy.”Or both?…” I asked as I rubbed my pussy and my right tit. Rory breathed in and out slowly through his mouth.Hunter’s lip twitched a little bit more noticeably.I laughed and got up the teasing way.Since I was upside down, I kicked my feet forward.Causing me to slowly get up facing the wall.I swear I heard Hunter growl.I sat back down on the recliner like a normal person.Rubbing my clit slowly as I watched. “Come on. Sit on my lap, Princess.” Hunter said. I pretended to think about it for a moment.”Mmmm……Nah.I’m fine.” I said. “Tease.” I heard him say under his breath.Okay.That got me.He’s been acting like a jerk lately.And that coming from him just did it.

I marched over to him and put my hand on his neck.”What the fuck did you just say?” I asked.My grip was tightening on his neck.He tried to pull my grasp away from him.He couldn’t since he was lacking oxygen.”Let…..go…..can’t…..breathe….” He said.He just mouthed the last word he said.I let go.I pulled on his hair and bumped his head against the hard part of the couch hard.”Shit!” He yelled before running into the kitchen to grab an ice pack.I snapped my head back to Rory and Ry to see fear and shock on their faces.Good. “Any of you wanna add something to that?” I asked angrily at them.They shook their heads and replied ordu escort bayan at the same time.”No ma’am.” I walked upstairs and went into Hunter’s room, slamming the door.I went into his closet and stripped.It was almost midnight and Hunter looked tired.Fuck time.I heard him in the hall.I turned off the light and hid in his closet.I was naked by now.I heard him lock the door and mumble to himself.”First, she looks hot, then I offer her nicely to……UGH!” He said before I heard him sit on his bed.”Why does she have to be so aggresive all the time?…….But, damn.That girl is FINE!”He leaned back on his bed with his hands on his face.I quietly opened and closed the door while getting out of the closet.I was still naked.I sat on the floor, leaning back onto the closet.I watched him for a while.Staying very quiet.”You really think that?” I ask.Scaring hm.”Sorry about hitting your head.And scaring you.And everything else I might’ve done…” I said.He just sat there on the bed.”Oh no.I’m not forgiving you without revenge.” He said with an evil grin on his face.Uh-oh.I atared at him with a blank expression.

He walked over to me and pulled me up by my hair. And he made me kiss him.I’ll let him do whatever he wants tonight.Just tonight.I felt his hand roughly pinch my nipple.I moaned into his mouth.I threw my hands around his neck as he let go of my hair.He put his hand on the bottom of my back.Pulling me closer to him.His other hand now moved down to my clit.He rubbed it furiously.My knees buckled.He caught me before I fell to the floor.Never breaking the kiss.He carried me over to his bed, bridal-style.He layed me down as I took off his shirt.I broke the kiss as I leaned down to suck on his nipple.I saw him suck in his lower lip.Piercing and all.His eyes slowly escort ordu closed.I felt his hips jerk forward.Poor boy forgot about his pants.Haha.I started to un-buckle his belt when he stopped me.”As much as I’d love to fuck you, I can’t.My head still hurts….But, I wouldn’t mind you going down on me.” He said. “Sure, baby.Just lean back, relax, and enjoy.” I said flipping us and pushing him down. I continued to unbuckle his belt and pulled his pants down.There was a tent in his boxers and I gripped it.Not hard, but just enough to make him moan.I jacked him off a few times.Just to get him to his full 11 inches.Once it was fully erect, I started to suck on the head.I darted my tongue to lick at the hole.I felt his hand push my head down slowly.I felt his dick reach the end of my mouth.I forced myself to go down more. I started gagging after I went down a few more inches.Fuck, he’s big.I thought.I went down a few more inches until I finally got all of him.I started bobbing up and down while humming my favorite song.After a while of doing this, I reached up and pinched his left nipple.Hard. “Oh fuck, G! I’m cumming!” I heard him say. He started to thrust into my mouth faster and faster.I felt his cum go down my throat.He started to calm down a little. I got off of him and sat on his bed. “Can I sleep here tonight?” I asked him.”Of course, you can.” He replied with his eyes still closed.I got up to go get a drink.Ry and Rory were in their rooms.I think.I brought a water bottle upstairs in case Hunter was thirsty.I went in his room and closed the door.”Listen.I’m really sorry about slamming your head against that couch.I really ju-” I was cut off by his lips on mine.Without thinking twice, I kissed him back. He pulled back with a smirk and his hand beside my head on the door.”Reallly.It’s fine.Now let’s go to sleep.I have a feeling about tomorrow morning……” He said as he startedbto kuss my neck.

Tomorrow morning, huh? I wonder what it could be….

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The Club, Ch. 7 – Everyday Routine

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Chapter 7 – Everyday Routine

I had daily routines that I was starting to follow. Or at least certain things I would expect on different days of the week.

Part of my routine was being monitored by Mr. Savage in every way, some days more closely than others. He would weigh me, measure me, and control what I ate. He had an exercise regimen for me. I felt fitter and healthier than I ever had. My skin was healthy, my hair shone. He cared for my nails. He accompanied me to the hairdresser. My nails were done by Mrs. Black. She enjoyed doing my nails. Especially if I was tied up and having my pussy tortured at the same time. Mr. Savage kept detailed notes and pictures and videos of his property. At first, I wasn’t sure how I would feel about being monitored so closely and controlled this way but I discovered that I found it comforting and like so many things arousing even though I didn’t fully understand why. Mr. Savage taking care of me the way he did made me feel taken care of in a way I had never been before and it fulfilled me in a way I had not expected. It also filled me with sensations that were intensely pleasing and not entirely sexual, although they were often combined with sexual sensations. When the two hit me together, I was in absolute heaven.

Mr. Savage, being so experienced and the man of extensive knowledge that he was, explained one day to me the non-sexual but intensely pleasant sensations that I was experiencing during certain activities. I didn’t just experience it with Mr. Savage; I experienced it at other times too. He first explained it was not something everyone experienced. Much like not all women experienced the intense multiple orgasms I did. He was very pleased that I did though as it enabled him to give me a greater range of experience. It was called Autonomous Sensory Meridian Response (ASMR) and it affected people differently and there were different triggers. For me, it was an intensely pleasant tingling sensation that began around my ears and spread across my head and down the back of the neck and upper spine. He described it as the subjective experience of “low-grade euphoria.” I knew what euphoria was and that was about right. Whenever it happened, it was magical. My triggers varied a little but my most intense triggers were certain types of personal attention, non-sexual, or mostly non-sexual. So when Mr. Savage was measuring me or tokat escort anything like that it often triggered it. Mrs. Black and Mrs. Johnson often triggered it as they played with me. When they nursed me and put diapers on me or anything of that nature. Mrs. Stein would sometimes have me lie on her lap and comb my hair and that triggered it. Even if other sex acts were happening it didn’t matter. It just made it all the more intense. My ASMR responses just served to add another layer to my experiences when they happened.

Everyone took turns and Mr. Savage was very generous with my use to everyone in the household. They were all so close. I think they really did consider themselves a family of sorts. If it was a TV night there was a cabinet at the side of the room that would be unlocked and hidden panels opened and attachments brought in. Once assembled it was a very versatile piece of sex furniture. In its simplest form, it was a seat with a dildo or two dildos on it and I was to sit there with my legs spread wide and my hands in the overhead cuffs and wait to be needed by one of the residents. Sometimes the dildos would be vibrating ones and they would tease me for an hour or more, watching a TV show before paying me any attention. I would be so desperate to be fucked. They would make me beg. They would make me do so many things. Sometimes I would be milked in the cabinet. Sometimes they would even close the doors and leave me there while they had a guest and have me gagged. I would have to be quiet and still with the dildos inside me and whatever else they had decided to do to me while a tea party was going on or whatever. Then I would be pulled out and used. I would be wet and desperate and so happy to please them.

I never slept in my own room now. I would sleep in the beds of the residents, one night with each resident and four nights with my Master, Mr. Savage.

My mornings would sometimes be encounters with the milkman or postman. I had regular visits, every few weeks to pick up magazines for my Master at the newsagents; sometimes Mr. Savage would join me.

I had my monthly check-ups with the Dr. and his lovely nurse and my rigorous routine at work; which involved all the members of staff, my boss Mr. Baxter and a number of clients. On top of that, I would occasionally be driven out to the country for a new collar or cuff or belt to be fitted. I would always tokat escort bayan enjoy those visits too. Frank always had something new to show my Master and often wanted to try it out. Then there were always new experiences in the guest house.

It was Mrs. Stein’s evening to have me and use me. She was using my room for whatever she had in mind. Mr. Savage was offering to assist her. Mrs. Stein always needed help to carry out her often extremely naughty and depraved plans. “Oh that’s very sweet of you dear, I’d love the help. She’s going to be a good little slut for me, aren’t you? She’s always such a good girl.” She pinched my nipple and kissed me. Mr. Savage stripped me and first set down the plastic sheet she had brought with her. Then he pushed me roughly down and bound me in a spread eagle position with my hands bound over my head. He turned and smiled sweetly at her. They were all so nice to her, always respectful. “What toys do you want to use today?” Asked Mr. Savage, “Well I want her to cum hard George, whatever you think will work best, I defer to you. Obviously, we won’t need anything for her clit,” was her reply. That made me wonder and I was becoming very curious. He selected a powerful anal vibrator that would reach deep inside me and a powerful rabbit. He lubed them up and pushed them both deep inside me, thrusting each for a few minutes until he had me moaning. Then he taped them in place so they weren’t going anywhere. I had barely noticed her basket, full of her little terriers. They went everywhere with her. He picked up a bag full of cans and jars. “We’ll start with the peanut butter shall we?” He remarked and turned the vibrators on high then opened a jar of the peanut butter. He covered my breasts, under my arms, my stomach, around my neck, my feet, my inner thighs, and all over my pussy and ass. The dogs were barking and yipping around his feet.

Mrs. Stein stood up and asked for her chair to be moved closer. She may have been in her 80’s but there was lust in her eyes. She loved what she was doing to me. Mr. Savage scooped up five of the dogs and placed them on the bed and they all headed to different parts of me and started feasting on me. I squirmed and moaned. Then he picked up six more and immediately there were eleven small tongues and bodies moving over mine. Occasionally, I would feel teeth but they didn’t bite hard. Their tongues were smaller escort tokat versions of the larger dogs, still rough but frantic and lapped at me desperate to get all the peanut butter off me. Their tongues felt amazing but so did their little feet running over me as I lay there helpless and at their mercy buried beneath a pile of fur for Mrs. Stein’s amusement. Mr. Savage had placed a gag in my mouth so my moans were muffled but they could be heard. I reached my first orgasm but none of the stimulation ended. One of the dogs had reached my pussy now; I thought I might pass out. Mr. Savage was watching and seemed pleased with the display. He had his cock out. Mrs. Stein noticed. “By all means dear boy, your cock will be just as an efficient as the gag in her mouth.” He smiled down at her. Moved over to me and exchanged his cock for the gag. While he was there he coated my body with more peanut butter as he fucked my mouth ramming his cock deep down my throat. If you have ever seen a dog lick a bowl of its favorite food, that is what they were doing to my entire body, my breasts, my clit, my pussy lips, over and over again. While Mr. Savage now fucked my throat, controlling my breathing. Always pushing to the limit, making my head swim. I was just sensation and the thought of how wonderful it all felt, I was his. I cared about nothing else. He pulled another more intense orgasm from me. I knew they would keep going until the dogs lost interest. He eventually came, feeding me his cum. I drank it greedily. Not wanting to lose a drop of it. I had come to truly love how it tasted and felt and the thrill it gave me. It completed me.

After the peanut butter, they moved on to a meat product the dogs ate. It was smeared all over me. It was a treat for the dogs and they went crazy. Mr. Savage watched them closely to make sure they didn’t use their teeth too much. Several of them kept biting my nipples. It made me yelp but it wasn’t so hard to hurt me, it seemed to only excite me more. Mrs. Stein would occasionally giggle at one of her dogs as it dug deep into my pussy or ass. Pushing on the vibrators, making me squirm and scream. Eventually, things drew to a close. “Mr. Savage could you be a dear and go and start the bath up. We are going to have to give them all a good thorough scrub down. The bath for the dogs and put our little slut on a hook in the shower stall. We can hose her off there.” She said with a smile and a twinkle in her eye. I wasn’t entirely sure if I was on a lower status than the dogs or if she was just enjoying making me feel like I was. I didn’t care I was enjoying myself too much.

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I Like to Watch Boys Masturbate Pt2

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As time went on, Charlie and I were finding each other less and less interesting. I’d seen him jerk off so many times it was less exciting and just really more mechanical each time we did it. Finally one day we stopped. We didn’t talk about it or even plan it. We just stopped doing it together. That’s when I met John Fuller.
By then I was seventeen, nearing eighteen and a senior in high school. I wasn’t a cheerleader or anything like that, but I was sort of popular an’d got along with just about everyone. And this was actually detrimental to to my blossoming young sex lift which I might add was in full speed ahead. I can’t remember ever going to bed without one hand jammed in my panties.
As much as I fantasized about all the boys in school jacking off for me I couldn’t approach a single one. Everybody was working their little asses off trying to get laid so I wasn’t about to risk it all by letting anyone know about my secret fetish. Well, almost secret. I mean Charlie knew.
This is where John Fuller came on the scene. It was rumored that John Fuller had been caught masturbating in one of the stalls in the boy’s room. He denied it, but the kids thought it was really funny and christened him, “Fuller the Puller”. His social life was doomed. And it looked like mine was about to take off.

I waited about a month before I made my move. It was lunchtime when I put my plan into action.
After the rumor about John no one would sit with him in the cafeteria. I waited about ten minutes before going for lunch. I knew by then all the seats would be taken, all except where John sat.
I got my lunch tray and acted as though I was looking around for a seat. And, of course, as I already knew the only available seat was at John Fuller’s table.
“Anybody sitting here,” I asked as if I had never heard the rumor?
He looked up from his meal. “Not that I can see.”
I sat down and began to eat. After a few minutes I started a conversation.
“Aren’t you in my chemistry class,” I asked though I already knew. He had been sitting two chairs behind me since September.
“Yea, I’m in it. “
“I thought so. You’re that real smart kid aren’t you?”
John looked directly at me then turned his gaze around the room.
“Is this a joke,” he said turning back to me?
“What?”
“Did your friends put you up to this? Are you supposed to be nice to me and then when I least expect it you call me “Fuller the puller” and everybody laughs”.
This is where my time in drama class was about to pay off.
“Look Pal. I don’t know what your problem is. All I wanted was to eat my lunch sitting down. You don’t want to talk, that’s fine. We won’t talk.” I looked back down at my tray and waited. He’d either get up and walk away or…
“I’m sorry,” he said.
“What?”
He cleared his throat. “I’m sorry. That was rude.”
I paused for effect then said, “Hey, no worries, Mate.” John smiled.
We spent the next ten minutes or so talking about chemistry class before I moved onto step number two.
“I’ve got a confession to make,” I said.
John stopped smiling. He looked around the room, expecting to see everyone laughing, then turned back to me.
“It wasn’t exactly an accident that I sat here today. I mean I wanted to ask you something and so I kind of set this up.” I could see the look in his eyes that said, “here it comes”.
I continued. “I suck at chemistry. I mean I really suck at it and I was kind of wondering if you would maybe want to help me with it? You know, like tutor me.” I could almost hear the air come out of him.
“That’s it,” he said. “That’s it. You went through all this just to ask me to help you with your chemistry class?”
“I’m sorry. I guess I’m as bad at social etiquette as I am at chemistry.”
He broke into a broad smile. “Of course I’ll help you. You should have just asked. But then again, if you had just asked I wouldn’t have had the pleasure of having lunch with you.”
We talked for a few more minutes niğde escort and then lunch was over and we parted, but not before making plans for him to come to my house after school and tutor me in the finer points of alchemy to which I already had a B+ average.

I was wearing one of my low cut blouses when John arrived. I introduced him to my brother, Charlie and then we went into the kitchen to begin studying.
John really was smart and despite all the abuse he got from nearly everyone at school he was a nice guy with a good sense of humor. This was going to take time. I had to win his confidence before continuing with the plan. That is, if the story of the boy’s room episode was actually true.

John came to my house three or four times a week after that and even stayed for supper a few times. I was really getting to like him, but that wasn’t going to stop me. It was after five or six weeks that I made my move.
It was one of the days when my parents were both gone and Charlie was in his room. I think he knew what I was up to and left me alone with John. I took the next step in my plan. I’d put a lot of time into it and if it didn’t work I was going to be really pissed.
We were sitting at the kitchen table like always when I popped the question.
“John, I want to ask you something very important and I hope we are good enough friends that you will tell me the truth.”
He looked as if he knew what was coming. “Go ahead, ask me.”
“The rumor about you masturbating in the boy’s room, is it true?” I reached out and put my hand over his. He waited for almost a minute.
“Does it matter?”
“It does to me.”
“Yes,” he said. He looked like he had just lost his best friend. I squeezed his hand.
“It’s okay. It’s okay. What happened? Why did you do it in school?”
He kind of shrugged like he didn’t know then began to tell me what happened.
“I was in class and there was a girl sitting across from me. She had her skirt pulled to one side so her leg was showing. It got me, well, sort of aroused I guess you’d say. I have a problem with that. My sex drive is over the top. So I went to the lavatory and started to relieve myself and, well you know the rest.”
He looked so downcast I really felt bad for him. “It’s okay,” I said. “Really. Not a big deal. The only difference between you and most people is you got caught.”
He looked at me as though I had just confessed to a murder. “Say that again!”
“I said, you got caught. That’s the only big deal about it. You got caught. Everybody jerks off, and yes, even girls do it.”
Then I told him about the boy in Cape Cod. I didn’t bother to tell him about Charlie and me. That would have been too much all at one time.
“So when you watched the boy did you like it?”
I smiled, partly at him and partly because my plan was working.
“Oh yea, I liked it. I liked it a lot.” I moved the conversation forward. “Do you jerk off everyday?”
He nodded. “Sometimes more than once a day.”
“Do you think about girls when you do it? Like maybe you are fucking their pussies?” I was being as graphic as I could to try to get him horny enough for the rest of my plan.
“Yes,” he said. “I think about them a lot.”
“Do you think about me?”
He wouldn’t look at me, but quietly said, “Yes, I think about you all the time when I do it.”
“Does that make you cum when you think about fucking my pussy?”
He looked straight into my eyes. “Yes, it makes me cum hard and a lot.”
“Have you ever had anyone watch you?”
His face reddened. “No.” He looked away then for a moment. “I have fantasized about someone watching, but it’s never happened.”
“Who do you fantasize about watching you jack your cock and seeing you squirt your cum?”
“I think about you,” he said.
I paused for a few seconds then looking directly at him said, “Would you like it to happen. Would you do it for me? Would you jerk your cock for me?”
At first John didn’t say anything, he just nodded. Then he said, “when?”
“Well, no one is home, but my brother and he won’t bother us. How about right now?”
He stood and I could see he was already getting hard.
“Where,” he asked?
I took his hand and lead him to the bathroom.
I locked the door behind us and sat up on the counter. He waited for me to tell him what to do. I think he was still a little afraid niğde escort bayan that this was a joke.
“Okay, Big Boy. Unzip and stand right here,” I said pointing to the spot where Charlie use to stand.
“You want me to do it on the floor,” he asked? Before I could answer he said, “that would be hot.”
John unzipped his fly, reached in and pulled out a large, hard penis. If I thought that boy at the Cape or even my brother had a big one I was wrong. John’s looked like one of those mini baseball bats they hang restroom keys on at the gas stations. As I watched it continued to rise upward on its own growing in length and girth.
I looked at my watch. Time to get moving. I did not want to have my Mother driving in and John stuffing his cock back in his pants. I wanted to see this monster firing off before he went home.
“Go ahead and jerk it,” I said. I handed him some baby oil that was on the counter.
He poured some into his hand then wrapped his hand around his dick and started stroking. He was going slow and we didn’t have a lot of time.
“Just hurry and make it cum,” I said anxiously. “My Mom will be home anytime now.”
John took my cue and started jacking off with a purpose. His cock was already spitting clear liquid from the pee hole and it was mixing with the oil I had given him. He was grunting as his hand slid up and down in a total blur.
“I cum a lot,” he said through gasps and groans.”
“Do you need a towel,” I asked?
He nodded. “Stand near the wall and hold it up like a screen. I’m getting real close.” I did as he asked.
My brother and the boy at the Cape both had cocks that bent upward as they got hard. John’s cock bent downward sort of like a rainbow. When he held it up to jerk it the shaft was pointing up but the head was point straight out at me. I really would have liked to take the place of the towel, but that would have to be another time.
Suddenly I heard my Mother’s car coming into the driveway. Shit. This was going to ruin everything I thought. But I thought wrong. At the same moment I heard the car, John threw his head back and moaned, “I’m cumming,” and his cock began to fire huge streams of white hot cum onto the towel. I couldn’t believe how much cum there was or how far he could shoot it.
I heard my Mother’s car turn off and he just kept cumming. I was screwed. If he didn’t stop and put that thing away there was going to be big trouble. And then I heard it.
My brother was at the front door telling my mother about something outside that required her immediate attention.
Meanwhile John was somewhere around his sixth or seventh spurt when I took matters into my own hands and grabbed his cock. I wanted to hurry it up and get him empty before my Mom came back inside, but all I managed to do was get him started all over again. He shot off four more big loads before I let it dribble to a stop. I grabbed some TP and wiped the cum off the end of his prick.
“Quick, stuff it in your pants. I’ll hide the towel.” He did as I asked. I, on the other hand, was frantically wiping cum up off the floor then threw the towel in the hamper hoping that Mom would not go in there until I had a chance to wash it. (Okay, so you caught me. We both know I was going to save that towel and jill my pussy off with it the first chance I got)
By the time Charlie and Mom got back inside John and I were sitting at the kitchen table with our books opened.
“So, are you guys getting anything done,” my Mother asked?
“Oh yeah, Mamma. We’re knockin’ ’em dead.” I winked at John and he turned a shade of red.
I wait till my Mother left the room.
“Holy shit, Man. You cum like a freaking horse!”
He lowered his head. “I’m sorry, Sarah. I can’t help it. I’m sorry I made a mess.”
I would have laughed out loud if I hadn’t seen that he was so serious.
“Are you shitting me man? That was so cool. I’ve never seen anything like that. Crap! Can you do that all the time?”
He shrugged. “No, not really,” he said. “Sometimes three times a day, but mostly only two.”
“Well you’re going to be doing that for me everyday…”

For the next few weeks John jerked off for me whenever I wanted him to. And he always mustered a huge load. Sometimes I would tie his balls up and then tickle underneath while he was stroking. That always seemed to get him to really cum a lot. Then one day John came over escort niğde to my house with something on his mind. I could tell because he was more quiet than usual.
“What’s going on,” I asked?
He looked at me and did that shrug that he always did when he wanted to say something, but didn’t quite have the nerve.
“Come on, John. Spite it out.”
He looked around. “Well, I’ve been looking on the internet at some porn sites.”
I waited, but he didn’t say anymore.
“And what have you been looking at?”
Again, he hesitated. “I’ve been looking at women.”

Crap! I knew this was coming sooner or later. Up until now John had been doing all the showing and I’d been doing all the looking. I knew all this was about to change.
“So, I guess you want me to jerk off for you, right?”
He shook his head, no.
“No? So what do you want?”
“Well, the women on the internet seem to like it when the guys lick them down there.”
Glory be. John wanted to eat my muff. He actually wanted to go down on me.
“What you’re telling me is you want to lick my kitty the way those guys on the internet do it?”
Again, he nodded.
“Well, no one is home so I guess we can give it a try,” I said. I took his hand and led him to my bedroom.
Now to be quite honest with you, at seventeen years old my entire sex life consisted of watching guys jerk off and even that was a relatively small amount. I was apprehensive, but also getting very turned on.
John was very much to the point. I sat on the edge of my bed. He got down on his knees in front of me. I didn’t know exactly what to do; let him undress me, undress myself or what. Before I could really think about it, he reached up, unbuckled my belt and pulled my pants down, underwear and all.
Although I was nervous I was also getting very turned on. I think he knew this. He slid my pants over my feet and tossed them on the floor. Without any hesitation he gently push my legs apart and moved in. My pussy was soaking wet in anticipation.
I don’t know what porn site John had been watching, but he must have taken notes. Using his thumbs he open my lips exposing my throbbing clit. Holding my lips apart he moved in and began to lick all around my steaming pussy, but not touching my clit. And I really wanted him to touch my clit.
I tried to sit still while John licked from my puckered little ass-hole to just below my clit, but had no luck at it. I couldn’t help bucking into his mouth. Up until now, I had complete control of our relationship, but things were changing. I had never felt anything like this in my entire life.
As John moved upward toward my screaming button he shocked me and placed his index finger against my ass-hole. I gasped but it was short lived. Just as he slid his finger into my anus he moved his mouth over my clit. It was unbelievable.
I was so glad no one was home because there was no way I could have stifled the scream that came up from the center of my being.
John had definitely taken notes. He covered my twitching clit with his mouth and began to gently suck. Each time he moved his head forward I pushed my hips to meet him. He was driving me crazy lapping with his tongue and sucking at the same time.
He must have felt my impending orgasm before I did. Suddenly I was there. I pushed my pelvis into his mouth at the same time he pulled his finger from deep in my ass and I started to cum like a tidal wave. I held his head and fucked his mouth with every bit of my being. And like the trooper he had proven to be he held on and sucked my spasming clit with each of my thrusts.
I don’t know how long it lasted, seconds or hours or maybe days, I lost my whole sense of time. When it was finally over I collapsed backward onto my bed.
I was still gasping for air when John stood over me, his face wet with my juices.
“Did I do okay?” he asked like a little boy looking for approval.
I could hardly speak, but I managed to nod and he smiled.

John Fuller and I continued out relationship until graduation. He jerked off and ate my pussy nearly everyday. After graduation we went off to different colleges and different lives. I saw him and his wife at a class reunion a few years ago. We smiled and made pleasantries, but nothing was mentioned of our former fun and games. His wife seemed really nice and I must admit I wondered what kind of life she and Fuller the Puller had together. Didn’t really matter because when we parted after High School my life took on a whole new chapter. I just love to watch men masturbate…

I have posted part 3. Enjoy! Sarah

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