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Willow never expected having to ask her brother to put his cock in her mouth at all, let alone on camera. Nerves flutter like moths in her stomach as she watches him stumble around the kitchen, clearly fresh from a nap. He likes to sleep while she’s recording — she’s fine with that. Reduces the awkwardness. Sure, they tease each other about it all the time, but that’s just sibling teasing. The first time he offered to help her get some noise-muffling cushions for her walls was the most uncomfortable conversation they’d ever had.

And she’s about to amp it up to 100.

“…hey, Hunter?”

“Mmph?” He turns to face her, cheeks bulging from the sandwich he’s trying to eat in only two bites. He chews for a moment, his eyes drifting up and down the length of her entire body, and swallows. “Aren’t you supposed to be live right now?”

“My stream’s on hold for a few minutes. I, uh… I actually have to ask you a question.” God, the room is so cold when she’s barely wearing any clothes. She hugs herself tightly — then realizes that when her tightened arms push her breasts up and out, his eyes lock on. Is that just a shadow on his pants, or is he turned on by her almost nudity? This could work in her favor. “So…I got a request with a donation promise of a thousand dollars if I do it.”

“Hell yeah. Do it. Make that money.” He starts to turn as if leaving, but she stops him cold with her next sentence.

“My chat wants me to give you head on camera.”

He doesn’t say a word for several long, uncomfortable seconds. Finally he turns back to face her. “They…what?”

She can’t meet his eyes. “They want me to give you a blowjob on camera.”

“Do…they know who I am? That I’m… that we…”

“Yeah. That’s why they want me to do it.”

There’s no mistaking it this time. His side profile includes a prominent bulge, one that refuses to stay hidden beneath his shorts. He takes a slow, shuddering breath. “I… I dunno, Willow. That’s… a lot.”

“I’ll give you half.” The words slip out unbidden, and she can’t believe that she even said them. What is wrong with her? He’s hesitating — she could have simply shut up and walked away, but here she is, practically begging him to let her suck his cock on camera. The very thought makes her pussy throb under her skirt. Fuck. Is she attracted to her big brother? That’s not a question she ever thought she’d have to ask herself.

He lets out a short bark of laughter, but it sounds weak, forced. “Bribing me, huh? This gig means enough to you that you’ll get down and dirty with your brother to make a quick buck.”

But his cock isn’t going down.

Willow steps forward and folds her hands demurely in front of her hips, pushing her chest out further. “Please?” Her tone is soft, low, the same tone she uses for her chat when she wants them to donate big bucks. “I’ll do whatever you want — I’ll give you the whole donation. That’s all you need to get your old muscle car, right? A thousand dollars? It’s yours. Just a little blowjob — it’s not wrong, it’s not sex. You just close your eyes and pretend I’m Klara Tegan. That’s not hard to do, right?”

She’s got him there. He inhales sharply at the mention of his muscle car, lets out a strained groan when she mentions his favorite porn star. “…fine. Let me finish my drink. Text me when you’re ready.”

Without another word, he storms out of the room and into his, slamming the door behind him. She waits until he’s definitely gone before skipping back to her room, her face practically glowing with delight. Yes! She’s gonna suck her brother’s dick on camera! That thousand dollars won’t be the only donation she gets from this — hell, she’s made nearly two grand on this stream alone. The way this month is going, that thousand will be a drop in the bucket she won’t even miss.

She refuses to admit to herself that it’s a bit disturbing how willing she is to suck off her brother for a measly thousand dollars.

She has to ready herself to restart her stream. She knows she has hundreds of people waiting for her — sure, a few may have left, escort karkamış but for the most part, not many would. Not with such a lucrative offer on the table. She takes a slow, steadying breath, then throws on her usual seductive mask. Time to click GO LIVE.

“Hello, lovelies,” Willow purrs into the mic. A little thrill of glee surges through her when she sees the viewer count skyrocket to almost a thousand people within seconds of the little “LIVE” icon appearing on her icon. That’s a world record, it has to be. Take that, Klara Tegan!

“Hmm, I wonder what has you all so excited to see lil’ ol’ me today.” She presses a finger to her chin and raises her eyes to the ceiling, pretending to ponder the answer. All of them know, including her, but several comments are more than happy to remind her. “Oh, right! You all want to watch me lose my innocence to my very own flesh-and-blood brother. How naughty of you all…” She waggles her finger admonishingly, though her lips spread wide in a devious smile. “Well, is the sexy man who issued the challenge still in the chat? It wouldn’t be fair to do any of this if he isn’t here to witness with his own eyes…”

DADDY_4_U HAS DONATED $100

I’m here, sweet thing… how about you show us all how you uphold YOUR end of the bargain

She can’t help but let out a single peal of laughter. “So impatient… well, I suppose I’ve kept all of you waiting long enough. Let me get him in here.”

He enters the room in seconds after she hits send on the text message summons, almost as if he was waiting outside. She spins around to greet him with her sultry smile, specially made just for the camera. “Well hi there, Hunter… why don’t you come over here, say hi to your audience.”

As he shuffles over to stand directly beside her, knuckles gleaming as he grips the back of the chair he’ll be sitting in, she sneaks a peek at his crotch. He’s not hard as a rock, like he was earlier, but there’s definitely a little chub going on there. Mm, she can help with that. A wave of guilt traces its cold fingers across her chest. She shouldn’t be so excited to go down on her brother. If it were anyone else, she’d already have her face buried in that lap — that hesitance is a good thing, she has to keep reminding herself. This is her brother, not the hottest guy at her old high school. This isn’t something she needs to be excited about. She just has to pretend for a while, just for a little while. She just needs to pretend that this is another guy, put on a fun little act for the camera, and give Hunter his $1000.

Hush money, Willow realizes now. It’s more than just a bribe. It’s hush money. It’s a silent plea for him not to tell anyone that she sucked him off — especially if he finds out she’s excited to do it.

“I think you’re ready,” she murmurs, reaching for his sweatpants. He shudders, but she can’t tell if it’s shame and revulsion or repressed excitement. He doesn’t pull away, allowing her to tease the skin just above the waistband. “Mm, you’re a little nervous, huh?”

“Mmyeh.”

“Would it help if I…distracted you?” She pushes him into the chair, then straddles his lap so her chest presses against his. His heart is pounding, each thump matching her own. She swallows hard, nervously, before offering him a light smile. “Relax,” she teases, leaning closer and closer until his hot breath brushes her lips. “Let your baby sister take care of you.”

The ease at which their lips lock, like two long-lost puzzle pieces finally molding together, is enough to drench her panties — and his sweatpants. They groan in soft agonized tandem. She can feel his cock swelling beneath her, pressing against her insistently. She shifts her weight lower so their heat throbs together, just like their lips. It’s a rather chaste kiss — to begin with. Soft gentle suction, tasting each other with little swipes of their tongues, soft moans. His hands flutter over her hips, up her sides, until they’re against the side of her breasts.

She wants him to rip her clothes off and karkamış escort bayan fuck her. A terrible thought, one she dismisses immediately. This is acting, she reminds herself fiercely for the umpteenth time. You’re pretending he’s Carter Garrison. You want to fuck Carter, not Hunter. Get it together, for fuck’s sake!

Besides, he can’t rip her clothes off and fuck her senseless. The offer was for her to give him head, not actually fuck her. The only reason she’s not on her knees yet is because they need to give the camera a show.

His tongue pushes past her lips — she opens them for him, slipping her own tongue into his mouth, silent consent. As soon as he realized she was giving him blanket permission to continue, his kiss grew aggressive. He invaded her mouth and threatened to suck the air from her very lungs. His tongue probes every inch, lapping over her teeth and entangling with her own. His eyes are shut, and for that, she is grateful. She can’t do open-eye kisses. They’re…uncomfortable.

Willow can’t stop her hands from wandering all over his chest — she’s always loved a muscular man, and Hunter is no joke. She’s seen him shirtless before. That image flashes in her mind as she explores every inch of him, a visual diagram of which muscles she’s worshiping and which needs her attention next.

He can’t stop his hands from wandering either. They grip her ass firmly, lifting her with ease long enough to adjust his position before roaming up to grope her chest. He squeezes and pinches with loving care, causing enough friction to draw soft gasps against his lips without drawing pain. She whimpers softly when he finds her nipple through her mesh shirt. His nail scrapes so gently against her raspberry bud, yet she moans as loudly as if he’d pinched it. “Hunter,” she sighs, remembering with a holt that she has an audience to entertain. “Hunter, I want to suck your cock. May I suck your cock?”

He doesn’t reply with words, instead showing his desire by lifting her by her hips and guiding her to her knees in front of him. As soon as he’s leaned back in the chair again, she leans forward, hands suddenly shaking. She’s never sucked a cock before. Learning on her brother is suddenly…terrifying. Not in its inherent wrongness, but in how close they are. She can’t explain the sudden need to impress him, but it’s overwhelming, all-encompassing. There’s an insane amount of pressure to find a happy middle ground. If she’s not good at it, the awkwardness between them will shatter their friendship. If she’s too good at it, things will be just as uncomfortable — he’d never believe that he’s her first if she ends up having a natural talent for it. It will solidify the idea that she’s only doing this for the money.

Which she is, of course. She’s not attracted to her brother. Her pussy is so wet because he knows how to touch her body in all the right places. She was horny before she talked to him. She was pretending to be making out with someone else. The excuses are endless — but in the end, she’s beginning to realize that they are, indeed, just excuses.

As she pulls his cock out of his pants, she notices that he’s as nervous as she is. He’s having a little trouble staying hard. She can help with that. Throwing a sultry wink at the camera, she slips the tip of her tongue to slide it slowly across the curve of his head. She doesn’t know what she’s doing exactly — the closest thing to a cock she’s swallowed is just a silicon dildo, but it helped her get the basics down. Time to test her self-taught knowledge. Her tongue dances across him, dragging up the length of his cock before slipping back down. It tastes amazing. She can’t describe it even if she wants to — but that’s okay. Her audience is here to see her suck her brother’s cock, not listen to her describe how he tastes like this is some kind of mukbang.

Just her tongue isn’t going to get the job done though. Willow wraps her lips tentatively around him and twirls her tongue around his head until he pants above her. A soft moan bubbles karkamış escort in her throat at the sound of his need. This feels right. She never imagined putting a man’s cock in her mouth — certainly not her brother’s. But this feels perfect and right and she needs him to teach her how to worship him properly.

His hand rests on her head, his fingers weaving into her pale blonde hair. She expects him to hold her still so he can ram her throat — but to her surprise, he instead begins to pet her. A gentle nudge to the top of her head shows her that he wants to go deeper into her mouth. She almost doesn’t notice, too lost in exploring every ridge, every curve, of his head with the tip of her tongue, and lapping up every drop of the salty hot liquid that dribbled from its opening. He wants her to go deeper. She opens her eyes for just a moment, pausing in her ministration to study the barely contained need in his glittering emerald stare. He wants it. Needs it. Needs her to take more of his cock into her mouth.

But she hesitates.

Her gag reflex is already swelling with a warning. She’s only taken him about halfway, and he wants her to go deeper. Can she? What if she –? Oh god, that would be so embarrassing if she… no, she wouldn’t think it. She can do this. What was it Daddy always says? ‘Fake it til you make it’? She can do this. She didn’t think she’d make it so far as a cam girl, yet here she is. She can give Hunter the deepthroat he wants more than anything in the world right now.

The low groan above her as she inches lower and lower is the only warning she gets.

Willow snatches another breath before Hunter’s cock begins slamming in brief, short thrusts in her throat. Her hips jerk forward at the burst of stimulation, grinding her pussy against the carpet of her floor without any input from her brain. Her entire cunt burns with desire, with need. She wants to moan, to gasp, to whine and whimper and scream his praises. Her mouth, however, is extremely full, and her mind a little preoccupied. Every time he thrusts forward, the head of his cock punches against the base of her throat and forces her to gag around his monstrous girth. Every gag forces hot wet saliva into her mouth, wetting his cock so he could slip in and out more easily. It quickly becomes a vicious, endless cycle, one that brings both pain and pleasure in a confusing mess that pools between her throbbing thighs.

With her gagging, convulsing throat around his cock, Hunter clearly isn’t going to last much longer. It’s easy for even the inexperienced Willow to tell he’s getting closer — what had been mere moans become now muffled grunts as he fucks her mouth like it’s any other hole. His thrusts speed and become more erratic in his final sprint towards climax. His whole body shudders under her fingers and with a final, balls deep thrust into her mouth, his cock pulses and even noticeably fattens with the volume of cum that floods her belly. Streams of hot, salty seed hoses from his cock, emptying his balls deep inside her. Willow can’t help but feel lucky — it’s being pumped so deep that she doesn’t have to give much effort to swallowing.

Finally, it ends. Willow pulls away with a gasp for air, staring up at him with new eyes. Hunter…fuck, Hunter has a massive cock and he knows how to use it — at least, as far as her mouth is concerned. And his cum… god, it tastes so good. She licks her lips without thinking, lowering her eyes back to his messy cock, coated with her saliva and his cum. She lowers back down and cleans him with long, slow swipes, until she can taste nothing but hot skin. Perfect! Just in time — the donation ding rings one final time.

DADDY_4_U HAS DONATED $1500!

Good girl… good show. Here’s a little extra, for his trouble. I’ll be around.

Thank god. She’s still panting for air — she doesn’t have the energy to continue the stream after the mouth-fucking she just received. “Thank you so much for watching, guys!” she announces cheerfully, pushing herself to her feet by pressing her palms to Hunter’s knees. He grabs her side to help her keep her balance as the blood rushes to her head. Her balance is completely shot! “Remember to follow me to get a notification when I go live, and subscribe for exclusive content and support me! Thank you so much for all the donations and support, and I’ll see you guys soon!”

By the time she clicks END STREAM, Hunter is gone.

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Author’s Note: All Characters are over the age of 18

This story begins in 2022

Main Characters

Jack-18, 16″ cock, light brown hair, blue eyes, 6’3″ tall

Sara-Mom-36, GG-sized tits, black hair, brown eyes, fit but very tone and curvy.

Rita-Aunt-37, FF-sized tits, blonde hair, blue eyes, similarly amazing body to Sara but not quite as hot

Josephine (Jo)-sister, 18, EE-sized tits, twin to Jack, red hair, green eyes most popular girl in school

Clara-Cousin, 18, EE-sized tits, brown hair, kinda dumb but very kind

Beth Ryder-teacher, 28, FF-sized tits, redhead

Naomi Moore-38, doctor, FF-sized tits, African American, nymphomaniac

Rose (Ro)-18, DD-sized tits, Jo’s best friend and a popular girl in school, brunette hair, kinda mean

Friday, September 30 (cont.)

5

“I want to be your ally in this perverted quest you have,” Naomi told Jack on the trip back to school, “and I think there’s a lot that I can teach you.”

Jack was feeling much more comfortable around Naomi now, though he still found her extremely intimidating, “I guess, I know what I want now…” he told her, “But I still think the whole thing is impossible.”

“Don’t think about that right now,” Naomi said reassuringly, “Just take it one girl at a time, y’know, moment by moment. If you’re with your teacher, be with your teacher, if you’re with your Mom, be with her, and don’t worry about the other girls for right now. They might get jealous but that’s their problem.”

Jack shook his head as he thought about it, “I feel like an asshole just considering it. I’m really not the type to jump between girls like that.”

They pulled up to the school shortly before the last bell rang. Before Jack got out Naomi told him, “That’s something else you’re going to have to learn, Jack.” She then gave him a quick kiss on his lips but didn’t linger in case anyone was watching, “Remember what I taught you today about teasing, don’t ever give a woman what she wants. Make her work for it.”

“Umm, okay,” Jack mumbled as he left the car. He still wasn’t sure he got it but he was willing to give anything a try…

He heard the final bell as he came in the door. Jack went to Beth’s classroom and waited outside for the room to filter out.

6

Beth had spent the day convincing herself that her date with Jack had nothing to do with her growing attraction to her own student, but instead that it was only for Jack’s continued education into the dating world.

She smiled at him when he came in once all the other students had left, “Good afternoon, Jack.”

Jack grinned back like an idiot at this redheaded beauty, he was feeling a lot more confident then. He just kept think what Naomi told him, just whatever woman I’m with at that moment. I’ll devote all my attention to you, Beth…

He also thought of what his aunt told him, women love to be complimented, “Good afternoon, beautiful.” Jack told her.

Beth blushed slightly, “You know, you probably shouldn’t say things like that while we’re in school,” she told him, “Um, or at all, probably…” she added reminding herself this wasn’t a real date.

“Oh. I’m sorry,” Jack mumbled feeling nervous once again, “I didn’t mean to offend you.”

“You didn’t,” Beth said reminding herself that Jack was very new at this, “And I give you permission to compliment me during our play date but it might not be perceived correctly to others in public.”

“Oh, okay,” Jack said, then added, “I already know to keep it a secret. Where do you want to go for our date?”

Beth bit her lip, now she was the nervous one, “Umm, I was actually thinking I might take you to my house, I mean, I think going out in public might raise too many questions…”

Jack shrugged, “Okay.”

7

It was a very short trip to Beth’s house, so short they didn’t talk about anything as they drove over and next thing Jack knew they were parked in her garage while the door shut behind them.

“Well, we’re here.” Beth said, “I know it isn’t much to look at but it’s cozy.”

“I see,” Jack said, he wasn’t paying attention so he wasn’t sure what her house looked like from the outside, “want to show me around?”

Beth showed Jack her house, feeling somewhat nervous about the whole thing, mostly because it kapalı gaziantep escort was a very small one bedroom house that she was just renting. It had a small bathroom with a standing room only shower, a kitchen which had a table where she ate, and a somewhat larger room with her bed but she also had enough room for a loveseat and a large television in there as well.

“Um, I guess that’s it,” Beth said, somewhat embarrassed, “Like I said I’m just renting it until something better comes along.”

“I like it,” Jack said approvingly, “but what do you want to do for our date?”

“Our play date you mean,” Beth insisted, “I dunno, how about dinner and a movie? That seems like a good first date.”

They sat on the loveseat and Beth picked out a horror movie to watch, “I haven’t seen this one yet but I hear it’s very scary.”

Jack cocked an eyebrow when he saw the title. He had heard that some girls like to watch horror movies so they had an excuse to cuddle their date, but he didn’t expect Beth to pull something like that with him, “You like horror movies?” He asked, casually.

“Oh, I love them, actually.” Beth said, “If you don’t, um, I have some, er, romantic comedies, or something.” Beth had figured that most guys liked horror movies and thought that would be an easy pick. “I just haven’t seen this one yet.” She added.

“Oh, that’s perfect actually,” Jack liked horror though he wouldn’t watch anything like that with his mom or sister as they were too easily scared by it.

“Good,” Beth said as she put it on, she dimmed the light and they sat down together. She took off her shoes and pulled her feet up.

Jack was very nervous, it didn’t help that Beth’s bed was right next to the couch either as he kept thinking just how easy it would be to move from one to the other. He thought about what Naomi said again though, and decided to just go for it, Beth’s the only woman for me right now… He thought as he put an arm around her shoulder.

“Oh, there,” Beth said and smiled at him, “See, that’s an appropriate way to touch a girl on a first date.” She explained.

Jack stared deeply into her eyes. He leaned in and kissed her, already thinking of Beth as the center of his world (until the next girl was) and they Frenched for a moment before he pulled back and pretended to be encapsulated in the movie, already trying to put Naomi’s teaching of teasing and pulling back into play.

Beth was surprised by the kiss but immediately gave into it. But when Jack broke the kiss after only a few seconds and seemed more interested in the movie, it confused her. He’s right though… She thought as she went back to watching the film as well, we shoulldn’t be giving into our feelings. But even as she thought this she only wanted more. After about a minute of watching the opening of the film, Beth put a hand on Jack’s leg.

As Beth did this Jack moved his arm from around her shoulder to down around her waist. Beth felt her desire rising as he lightly touched her thigh. She pretended to be interested in the film as she moved forward, but only she could move her lips closer to Jack’s in the hopes that he might kiss her again. Jack pretended not to notice, very interested in getting to know all the characters who would probably be killed gruesomly later. But only for a moment because Beth was so close it was impossible to ignore her anymore.

She was on him. Beth mashed her lips into his as she pushed Jack down on his back, straddling him on the couch.

Jack was trying to remember what Naomi told him about slowing down, or anything else for that matter, but it was impossible to think of anything while his sexy teacher was trying to suck his tongue straight from his mouth. He grabbed at her skirt and started moving it up her body, Beth stopped kissing him long enough that Jack could remove it from her and threw it on the ground.

Jack was kissing her again in an instant. While he did this, Beth undid her bra from behind and dropped it on the floor next to her dress. Jack’s hands went to her breasts and he stopped kissing her to suck one of her nipples into his mouth. Beth pulled his shirt off over his head and then started undoing Jack’s jeans as he kissed her beautiful breasts. Beth pulled his cock out, loving how large it was, and how strong it felt in her hands.

Beth gaziantep kapalı escort didn’t stop, nothing could stop her then, she still had her panties on, but she pushed them out of the way. She pushed herself up on her knees so she could line Jack’s massive cock up with her pussy, and she paced herself as she moved down. Her cunt slowly swallowing every inch of Jack’s enormous dick whole.

“Oh God!” Beth cried feeling her orgasm building, “I’ve needed this!” She began to alternate between grinding against Jack’s pelvis and bouncing on his cock, “Ever since, oooohhh! Ugh, ah, ever since I pulled your dick out that first time! This is all I’ve been thinking about! Fuuuuuck! I’m cummmmiiiiinnnnnngggg!” Beth bounced twice as hard on her students humongous dick, loving how it felt as her pussy orgasmed around it.

Jack could feel good own balls churning but held back because there was something he wanted to do now. He picked Beth up and threw her writhing, cumming body on the bed. Beth was confused but didn’t complain when Jack got in his knees next to the bed and leaned into her so he could put his lips on her throbbing cunt lips.

“Oooo-oooohhhh!” Beth cried as her pleasure intensified as Jack became acquainted to her quivering cunt with his talented tongue.

Jack was loving the taste and feel off Beth’s pussy with his lips and tongue. He naturally followed Beth’s pleasure zones and moved from her hole to her labia and started licking her clit like it was an ice cream sundae.

Beth quickly was worked up to another orgasm. She moaned out her brain no longer able to form words as she came all over her student’s face. Jack was loving it, knowing he was going to have to eat as much pussy as he possibly could whenever he could from then on.

As she came down, Jack stood up and lined his cock up with Beth’s pussy. He was a the perfect height next to the bed that he could stand and thrust his cock in and start pounding away as Beth grabbed both her feet and pulled them to the side so Jack could get a better angle.

“This is so fucking good!” Beth moaned as her student relentlessly fucked her, “We have to keep doing this! It’s our secret! Fuck I’m cumming again!” Beth could hardly believe it, but her body was once again gyrating in the thralls of orgasm.

Jack started cumming too and said so, “I’m on the pill! I need to feel you cum in my pussy!” Beth announced moments before being unable to speak again. Jack pushed in hard, his cock pushed all the way up to her cervix and he unloaded. He came harder and longer than he thought he ever did before.

“That was incredible,” Beth moaned as she came down from her massive orgasm, “That was-oh! What are you doing?” She asked though it was obvious, Jack was moving his hips again, his cock still very hard inside of her.

“I want to fuck you some more,” Jack announced as I moved his hips like a piston, thrusting into his teacher in long hard strokes, taking his giant dick almost all the way out of her before driving his cock all the way back into her moist cunt.

“Mmmm, then fuck me some more!” Beth called out before moaning gutterally and pushed her body more towards the edge of the bed. This gave Jack a better angle to push his cock into her tight cunt. “FUCK YOUR TEACHER LIKE YOU MEAN IT!” She cried out, “FUCK ME WITH YOU MASSIVE COCK!” Beth felt she was seeing stars as her orgasm built and soon she was cumming again, “OOOOHHH FUCK YOU MAKE ME FEEL SO FUCKING GOOD! YOUR GIANT DICK IS THE BIGGEST AND BEST I’VE EVER HAD! FUUUCCCKK SSSOOOOO GGGOOOOOODDDD!”

Jack kept fucking her through her orgasm, “I love how tight your cunt is,” He said as he fucked her into oblivion.

Beth wrapped her legs around Jack’s body as he continued to fuck her hard and she felt her fifth orgasm building since they started, “You are making my whole body feel good.” She moaned, her voice fading from moaning and yelling so much already, “I just want you to fuck me forever! I don’t think I’ve ever felt this good before!”

Jack was loving life as continued plowing into his teacher’s pussy like his life depended on it. He felt his balls boiling again as his orgasm built, “Can I cum on your face?” He asked. He really wanted to see Miss Ryder’s features dripping with his sperm so badly.

Beth was so far gone she didn’t care, “Wherever gaziantep kapalı escort bayan you want,” but then quickly added, “Can you hold off for a moment I’m going to cum again.”

Jack nodded, fucking her like crazy and doing everything in his power to keep from cumming. Beth started moaning out again, cumming like crazy around his cock and it was too much. Jack started letting out his sperm inside her pussy. But he pulled out quickly and started shooting all over her body. Cum leaked out of her pussy onto the bed when he pulled out, and her pussy juices started shooting out all over his balls.

Jack’s cock shot out onto her belly, some getting onto the underside of her tits. The next volley went over her boobs and landed on her chin, splattering into her mouth. Beth didn’t normally like the taste of sperm, but his was delicious. She set up in the bed and opened her mouth, Jack reamied and hit her in the face with the next three shots, much of it getting into her mouth. Jack shot more on her tits, belly, and pussy as she sat in the bed in front of him.

“Oh my fucking God!” Beth moaned as she stared down at the mess he made of her body, “You cum like a whole football team all at once!” She moaned, “I need a shower, holy shit…” She got up and wandered out of the room in disbelief.

Jack’s cock was deflating as he collapsed on the bed. He noticed as he drifted off into a nap that the movie’s end credits were now rolling.

8

While Jack and Beth were busy fucking through a bad horror movie, Rita got off work a bit early so she could talk to her sister. She got home a little after Sara did after picking the girls up from school.

Rita knew something was up by how distant she was being and Rita got her alone in Sara’s bedroom. She shut the door behind her.

“Sara,” Rita said, trying not to sound too excited as she walked over to where Sara was reading on the bed, “did something happen between you and Jack yesterday? You seem, I dunno, different.”

Sara sighed, she really didn’t want to talk about it, but also knew Rita was the only person she could talk to about it, “I caught Jo and Jack again, this time they were in the basement.”

“In the basement? What?” Rita asked, remembering how Jack was in the basement the other day, seemingly lost in his own house.

“They had an inflatable mattress down there.” Sara explained, “I-I was so angry when I caught them, I, I…”

“What? What is it?” Rita asked.

“I let him jerk off on my body…three times in a row.”

Rita’s jaw dropped open, not because her sister admitted to her son masturbating on her, but because Jack had orgasmed three times in a row, “Wow…” She said as she thought about it, “He definitely has a very high sex drive.”

Sara nodded, worried, “He does, and I need to keep it in check so he doesn’t fuck his sister…” She didn’t put in that she was also very worried he’d fuck his mother too.

“Hmm, maybe we could use that to our advantage?” Rita suggested, her brain working at a mile a minute as she came up with a scheme.

“What? How?” Sara was incredibly confused, “By letting him fuck his sister?”

“No, of course not,” Rita said, trying to sound offended that Sara would even consider that Rita would think of such a thing. “But, you just admitted that Jack has an incredibly high sex drive that needs to be kept in control. And we just happen to have a girl living here who wants to help out. I think this is a great coincidence we could transform into an opportunity.”

Sara was still very doubtful, “I can’t let them alone together, I even decided that Jack should sleep with me from now on. I just can’t trust them by themselves.”

“So it shouldn’t be done by themselves.” Rita explained, “We should be there to supervise.”

Sara considered this, “You mean, have Jo pose, Jack jerk off, and we watch?”

“Pretty much, yeah.” Rita said with a shit-eating grin on her face, she felt very confident it was a plan that would settle Sara’s mind but also put them on the track of getting Jack’s harem started.

“I don’t like that plan one bit,” Sara said, upset, “but I also don’t want to be the one posing for Jack. I just…” She didn’t want to admit it, but knew she’d already told Rita as much before, “I just keep losing control.”

“All the more reason for Jo to be the one to do it,” Rita explained, “I am sure she’d be on board if you talked to her about it.”

Sara glared at her sister, unamused, “That’s exactly what I’m worried about.”

Rita kept trying to subtly push Sara in the direction she wanted her to go, but Sara was too stubborn then. Rita didn’t know that Jack had fingerbanged her that morning though. If she had, Sara’s resistance would have made a lot more sense.

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I’d noticed my stepson had started eyeing me shortly after I married his father, but I thought nothing of it. Boys will be boys and I had to admit it was a bit flattering to think that I “still had it” despite being significantly older. If he had tried to do something about it that would have been another story. But what was the harm in a few glances here and there? 

I had married his father Alan when my stepson Jay had just turned fourteen. I was quite a bit younger than Alan who was 36 at the time. On occasion I had been mistaken for Jay’s sister.

Despite our age difference Alan and I had plenty in common. Aside from our sex drives. That hadn’t been as much of an issue when we were dating but once we were married I often found myself frustrated. However I resolved to remain faithful to Alan who didn’t mind my ever growing collection of toys.

I noticed however as Jay became older he was slowly becoming more distant. He was living with us but spent most of his time with his friend group or various girlfriends. It was fine that he had a social life but I missed the friendly relationship we’d had when he had first come to live with us. Now four years had passed and it was like karataş escort we were complete strangers.

One night Jay had come home late. I’d noticed because he was loud and slammed the door behind him. I’d always been a light sleeper and he knew this. I assumed he must have been drunk.

I groaned and got out of bed to say something but when I got to the living room he wasn’t there. He must have gone to his room and passed out. Something however flashed out of the corner of my eye. It was his phone. He must have set it down and forgotten it when he went to bed. I grabbed it with the intention of sliding it under his door. Then the screen flashed again. Without meaning to I looked at it and saw a text from a girl named Jenna.

“I wanna be fucked by your big fat cock till I squirt and cum. I want my pussy to be wet and numb.”

I felt my face flush warm with embarrassment and then looked around but of course no one had seen me. That text made me feel shy but also something else. It lit a fire in me I hadn’t felt in quite a while.

I laid down on the couch and stared at the text blankly for a moment, unsure of what to do karataş escort bayan with myself or my growing feelings. I hadn’t had the time to take care of myself in a while yet a dirty text to my stepson had ignited something in me I hadn’t felt in quite a while.

I knew I had to see more, and yet if I did there wouldn’t be any coming back from this. I sighed and swiped at his phone. Of course it was password locked. I tried his birthday. No luck. Then his father’s. Almost on a whim I tried my own. The phone opened.

I wasn’t sure what to do with this information but right now I was searching for something else. I opened the text from Jenna. She had clearly sent that text in reply to something he’d sent her. And then I saw it. A video. I inhaled sharply.

The pause screen of the video looked like a man with the camera pointed downward. I had an idea of what it was but I couldn’t stop myself from clicking play.

As the video began to play, a man unbuckled his pants in a dimly lit room. I could vaguely see the outline of his penis inside his boxers, and I could hear him breathing. His breath caught as he reached inside escort karataş the fly and took his dick out.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. It had to be my stepson’s cock. And it looked bigger than I ever could have imagined. His hand temporarily left the frame as he squired something into it. He then brought his hand back to his cock and began to lube it up. I was watching my stepson’s dick get hard as he stroked it. I realized there was a growing warmth at my loins as I watched his manhood come to life.

He began stroking it harder and more forcefully and it became huge once fully erect. I could hear a few small moans escape his lips as he masturbated. I was practically drooling at the sight. He continued to pleasure himself until he came powerfully, letting out a loud, satisfied grunt. Cum shot out forcefully and coated his dick.

It was hard to believe I was getting wet at the site of Jay stroking himself for some girl. Before I could control myself my hand slid down my stomach underneath my panties. I could already feel some moisture on the outside. I spread my soft pussy lips and put a finger inside. I was gushing. I continued to finger myself and my clit thinking about my stepson’s huge dick inside of my dripping wet pussy.

I was almost jealous that he had wasted all of that cum. I wanted to be pumped full of his sperm. He didn’t need to waste it showing off for some girl when he could be spilling it all inside of me!

I came powerfully thinking about being filled with his seed.

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First of all, Chapters 46-51 had not been properly edited. Sorry. I thought I had deleted it, but apparently not. I only hope it was readable! Anyway, hopefully, the pace, angst, and resolution( of a sort) will be rising a bit now. As always, thanks to everyone for bearing with me! Thanks to Kenji for keeping me readable, well, when I listen! Thanks to Paolo for his advice when I hit that proverbial wall! The chapters should be smaller, too!

Chapter 52

An Offer Made and A Day at Emily’s

We overslept. No surprises there! Our human alarm clocks woke us too early as they quietly padded across the bedroom floor ’til they were warmly tucked beneath the covers with us. They were giggling and mischievous, as always. We chatted, asking if Janet was awake yet, but she was busy preparing breakfast for us. God, we’d miss her! There was a low knock on the door, though it was partially open.

“Morning, Janet!” we all cried, laughing.

She stuck her head in, somewhat embarrassed. I suppose she had never seen us in bed before, she only imagined it. Now she would definitely know! Fuck! Chrissie called her into the room and beckoned her to sit and chat. God, how uncomfortable would this be? Surprisingly, not that much. She sat next to me as I was closest to the door. She gingerly laid her hand on my leg, just because it was there. She asked about the exhibit, so Chrissie told her all about it, the kids still squirming around.

“I hope we didn’t wake you when we got in,” Chrissie said.

Janet blushed furiously. “Uh…no. I hardly heard…anything,” she stammered.

“Hardly?” Chrissie retorted.

“Well…” her face turning redder.

“Sorry,” Chrissie sheepishly said.

“Don’t, Chrissie. Believe me, it didn’t bother me at all,” she laughed, coyly.

Now it was Chrissie’s turn to blush. I did enjoy her discomfort.

“I’d blame Chrissie,” I chuckled.

“Hmmm,” Janet replied, swatting my leg. “So, when would you all like breakfast? It’s

almost ready. David, Chloe. You all washed and teeth brushed?” she asked, sounding like a strict mother. “Come on. Out. Let Mommy and Tom wake up. Let’s get you two sorted. Out!” she told them both.

“You two must be tired, so I have a refreshing breakfast for you,” she said, talking to Chrissie and me, a bright smile across her face. Janet leant over me, her nubile body stretching, her hand on my bare chest as she gently kissed Chrissie, and then me.

“Good morning,” she whispered. “Now! No going back to sleep…or whatever,” she giggled.

I was so tempted to smack her tight butt that was just ‘there’. She took the kid’s hands in hers, turned and walked out the door, closing it soundly.

“Fuck, Chrissie,” I groaned.

“I know, Tom,” she giggled. “Behave, buster!”

I could only laugh as Chrissie lunged at me, wrapping her arms around me, and we kissed.

We finally slipped from the bed, scented with last night’s exertions. We pulled our robes on as she had already seen us in bed, so there was no ‘pretending’ now. We kissed a final time and headed to the kitchen. The kids were helping Janet set the table, Chloe wanting to sit next to me. Janet had made us a mini-feast! There wasn’t anything else we could have wanted. The five of us ate, joked and played with each other. Neither Chrissie nor Janet were embarrassed in the least. I was still slightly taken aback at how ‘normal’ this seemed. We told the kids we were going to Emily’s, to cries of ‘yes!’ and loud whoops of joy. We had a relaxed breakfast, Chrissie going into more detail about the exhibit. Her persistent questioning on the show impressed me.

Chrissie was looking at Janet quizzically.

“You know, Janet. When I was twenty-three, I looked just as hot as you do in the morning,” she chuckled.

“You still do, Chrissie. Believe me!” she blushed.

Well, that was unexpected!

The kids were finished, so Chrissie sent them off to get cleaned up and dressed. Chrissie looked at me, and I knew what her eyes were asking.

“Janet. We need to talk with you for a bit on our own,” I started.

Her eyes were startled as if she was in trouble.

“Everything’s good. Just relax,” I laughed. “So, and this is between us here, but I think we know you can keep, uh, secrets by now. We are seriously considering moving to London. Permanently. Chrissie and Emily have an interview at the V&A this weekend. They’ll be there ’til Saturday, so I may need a little extra help? I should be fine with the kids, but I’m certain Chrissie wouldn’t mind you checking up on me!” I laughed. “Now, I’m not sure what your future or timeline is but have you considered a university in…England? After our talk the other day, it got us thinking,” I started.

“What Tom is TRYING to say, “She giggled. “Is…would you be interested in our help? I hate the idea of losing you, as the kids will, too. If, and it’s a big if, you would consider doing your Masters in London, we’d like to help. Tom has already looked kaliteli gaziantep escort into universities. Have you picked out a school here yet? Is it something you might consider?” Chrissie asked.

Janet was shocked, to say the least. It took her a few minutes to take it all in. This could be life-changing for her, too.

“I…I haven’t thought too far ahead, but…why? And why me?” she asked.

“Why? Because we love you, and the kids love you. This move will be a huge upheaval for them, and we’re looking at ways to make it easier. That’s the simple reason. We would support you, pay you and help you fulfil your ambitions. You could live with us separately if you’d prefer. Tom has looked at Cambridge and Oxford, but feel that would be too far away to travel, but the third best is University College in London. They have an excellent degree course, plus you’d be on the doorstep of all the history there, she said.

“Have you both really thought this through? It’s huge what you’re offering me. I… I’d have to give this a lot of thought. I…I never expected anything like this! I… I’d like to think about though. There’s so much to consider, but yes, I’ll give it some thought. I can’t believe you two would do this for me! I’m…speechless! Thank you both for

even considering this. I’m…so touched,” she said, and grasped both our hands, squeezing them tightly.

“That’s all we can ask, Janet,” I said. “We know how important this is. Think it over, then get back to us. We’ll need to talk with your parents, too. They need to agree with what we propose, so it’s not set in stone yet. But yeah, if you would at least think about it, we’d both appreciate it,” I said.

“What about Emily? Will she be living with you, too?” she asked.

“Hopefully, yes. She hasn’t quite made up her mind. After the interview, she’ll have a better idea, though. Then it gets real. We’re thinking of moving as soon as the kid’s school breaks up for the summer. We’ll need time to find a place to live, get them enrolled and a million other things!” Chrissie chuckled. “You could still do your internship this summer, then join us afterwards…if you decide to.”

Janet was still shocked, her face etched with questions, and doubts.

,

“Either way, thank you for the kind offer. I’m still in shock, but thank you both,” she said, and leaned over, kissing us both. “Now, where are those kids” she laughed. “They’re too quiet!”

She excused herself and went to their bedrooms. We heard their squeals and laughed.

“So, what do you think?” Chrissie asked.

“We’ll see. We’ve laid it out, so we let her mull it over and see where we go next,” I answered.

“All these changes, Tom,” she sighed.

“And all for the best, darling. C’mon. Let’s get ourselves sorted,” I said as I grabbed her hand, and we cleared the breakfast debris. We had everything sorted just as the kids came bounding into the kitchen in a short time. We told Janet we were off to shower and get ready. She just beamed at us, Chrissie blushing slightly.

“Don’t be too long,” she coyly said.

We showered, without incident, dressed and were ready for the day. Everyone was outside in the sun, relaxing, reading or playing on their hand-held computer thingys. Janet was getting her things together, so the kids came in to thank her goodbye. Chrissie paid her, and then I slipped another envelope into her hand. She gave me a scornful look, but graciously accepted it. Hugs all around, along with chaste kisses, she left. We checked the kids, grabbed our bags and headed over to Emily’s.

We arrived soon, the kids excited to be there for some reason, and I only assumed they were looking forward to being spoiled! Chrissie let herself in with her key, the kids rushing in as soon as the door opened. I heard, rather than saw, the kids laughing and giggling. Chrissie and I walked in, and they were all embracing one another. They ran off to the kitchen, smelling of freshly baked something-or-other, and Emily walked toward us, a wicked smile on her face.

“Morning, sweetie, “she said to Chrissie, and softly embraced her, their lips tenderly touching. “Good night?” she chuckled.

“Morning, Em. God! It was wonderful!” she laughed. “Oh, these are yours,” she said, and handed her the used and unwashed panties to her. “Tom enjoyed them,” she giggled.

I blushed.

“Well done, Tom,” she coquettishly sighed as she walked to me. Her arms went around my head, and we melted together, our lips touching. We kissed, each of us taking what we needed from the other. I felt Chrissie’s arms around us, her head on my arm. We broke away slowly, and I swatted her butt. Emily laid her hand on my chest, looked at me, then turned and walked to the kitchen. “It thrills me that you liked the little surprise!”

Chrissie and I followed her, our hands entwined. The kids stopped mid-bite into oatmeal raisin cookies, and laughed. Chrissie poured them both some milk and offered gaziantep kaliteli escort us a biscuit. She grabbed a plateful of cookies, and we all walked out to her garden. I was stunned.

“Emily? This is beautiful? You did all the planting?” I asked.

“All me, Tom. David was terrible and hated gardening. I use it as my oasis. I’m glad you like it,” she smiled.

It was laid out with tall grasses and wildflowers. There was a path leading out to an arch covered with clematis buds.

“Show me around,” I asked.

She walked me through the different flowers and shrubs, excitedly telling me about them and why she had picked them. She had a comfortable hanging, double-seated chair set under a willow tree, so we sat.

“This is…wonderful, Emily. So, this is you, eh?” I chuckled.

“Part of me, yes. I love it here. I’ve made it relaxing and subtle. Everything just seems to work so well together. I’ll hate selling up on the one hand. This really has been my sanctuary for more than a few years. We all need our quiet little places, eh? I’m glad you appreciate it, Tom. That means a lot to me,” she sighed as she leaned over and gently kissed me. We sat there swinging, quietly chatting and relaxing in the sun for quite a while.

“I…I love it,” I said. “So, photos? You want to show me where that all happens?” I chuckled.

“Come on,” she said, grabbing my hand. “This way.”

“We’re going to look at our photos. Come and join us when you’re ready? We’ll check out yours, too, Chloe!” she smiled.

I followed her upstairs, her swaying back and forth with every step. I expected her to turn her head and see if I was watching her, but she didn’t. She probably knew anyway.

We went into another tastefully designed room, her large computer, amongst other items carefully laid out. She sat in the comfortable looking leather chair and turned everything on. She had another chair for me, but I stood behind her, my hands lazily on her shoulders. She turned her head and softly kissed my hand as the screen came to life.

I looked at the magazines carefully strewn on the desk. I picked up one I recognised, Dark Beauty, a very niche photographic/ fashion magazine.

“This…is yours?” I asked.

“Yes,” she sheepishly said.

“I follow it, too. The photos are wonderful. Well, not all of them, “I laughed. “The more ethereal ones I love, though,” I enthused.

“Really? I…I wouldn’t have thought that was your genre, Tom. I love it, too, and get a few ideas from it. You…surprise me,” she said, smiling.

“So. Mine first?” she said as she slotted in the card. “Let’s see if anything good came out.”

The photos came up moments later. We scrolled through them, then went back and chose a few to work on. I gently massaged her neck as she pulled up a photo and talked me through her workflow. This woman knew what she was doing! She worked on a picture of the kids, tastefully cropping and then adjusting a few levels, close to what she was looking for. She added a little gaussian effect, totally transforming the photo. I leaned down and kissed the top of her head. “I love it, Emily,” I whispered.

“Thank you, Tom,” she smiled. “I love this effect on certain photos.”

She pulled up a few of the grasslands, her control of the camera apparent.

“You have a great eye. You’re good,” I encouraged her. “Have you ever used a Lensbaby? They give a more exaggerated, ethereal glow. You should check it out,’ I said.

“Thanks for the compliment, Tom. Coming from someone with your background, it means a lot. And no, I haven’t heard of that lens. I’ll have a look though, thanks,” she said.

We went through hers, marking the ones she may want to print later. There was one of Chrissie and me that she had shot when we weren’t looking. She did a quick B&W conversion, played with the levels, and adjusted the shadows, and it was perfect.

“Have you ever had an exhibition? You really should, Emily,” I gushed. “These are good!”

“I’ve thought about it, but no, I’ve never taken that step. C’mon, let’s see yours now!”

I handed her the card, and she slotted it in, standing up and offering the seat to me. She took the chair next to me, her hand easily going to my leg. I pulled up what I had shot, and waited for her constructive criticism. I played around with the saturation

and white balance and waited for her critique.

“Christ, Tom. These…are really good!” she said. “You’ve captured the kids so well!”

I pulled up several more until I came to one of her I had sneakily shot. I did a B&W conversion also. I liked it. I thought I had captured her just right. She looked stunning, pensive and wistful. I turned to her to see her expression.

“I…I love it, Tom. It’s as if you crawled into my mind! I’m…stunned. I have never seen a photo that really captured me before. Can I have a print of this one?” she asked.

“Thank you, Emily. I love it, too. I knew this would be gaziantep kaliteli escort bayan a good one, if not the best of the day. I’m glad you like it. Let me print and frame it for you, okay?” I asked. She leaned over, gently grabbed my head, and kissed me, her lips slipping between mine. She pulled her head back, pulled my forehead to hers like I had done the night before, and we stayed there for a week, or so it felt.

“Chrissie said you were good, but I had no idea. I think you can tell an awful lot about a person from a photograph and the person who took it. I’m…impressed,” she sighed.

We went through Chloe’s, easy to see which were hers. We laughed at her angles and focus points, but were mildly impressed, too. She was going to be a work in progress!

We collected ourselves and transferred our favourites to a card and were going to bring them downstairs for everyone to see. We turned everything off and rose from our chairs, looking at each other.

“Damn, Tom. I’ve learned a bit more about you today…and I like it. A lot!” she sighed. “I get, more and more, why Chrissie is so in love with you. You’re quite the guy, you know?”

“Hey, Emily. The hows and whys we’ve given up trying to understand. We are who we are, and we work together. We shouldn’t, but we do. And I can see a bit more of why she is in love with you. I’m getting to understand that. And, surprisingly, I don’t mind. I thought I would, but I really don’t. You’re special, Emily.” My hand came up to her face, gently cupping her cheek. I pulled her head to mine, and we kissed deeply. My fingers swept through her hair, gently grasping it and holding her firm against my lips.

“If you don’t behave,” she breathed deep, “Chrissie is going to be bringing another pair of my panties home!” she giggled.

“I think I’d rather have you in them, Emily,” I said, huskily.

“Oh God, Tom. Don’t talk like that!” she sighed loudly, but pulled me in and kissed me again.

We reluctantly broke away, and I slapped her ass again.

“Oooooh,” she moaned, almost silently. “Once more, Tom?” she asked, and I brought

my hand down on her, another low moan emanating from her delicious mouth.

“Chrissie is definitely going home with my panties now. Do you like the idea of that, Tom? Hmm? Think of me when you suck them. Will you?”

I turned her around and pushed her towards the door. We had to get out of here…now! We headed down the stairs, but she stopped halfway down and turned her head around. Her eyes and hand came to my covered, hard cock, and she silently swept her hand over the bulge, then turned and followed the stairs.

After catching our breath, we called everyone in and made G&T’s for the adults and juice for the kids. She had the obligatory plate of biscuits. We gathered around the large TV, and Emily plugged the card in. We all sat on the sofa, and the photos came up. The kids laughed and giggled when their faces came up. Chrissie was awestruck by both our photos, and she loved them, giving us her opinion as one after another scrolled up.

“Looks like we have two wonderful photographers in the house now!” she smiled. “Show him your portfolio, Em,” she said encouragingly.

Emily went and retrieved a beautiful, leather-bound book.

“Be kind,” she said, smiling as I began to turn the pages, Chloe glued to my arm as we looked at what she had done.

We had a discerning look through Emily’s album, all the photo’s printed on expensive archival art paper. Chloe liked most, and made a funny face at others. David sat on my other side, not entirely as engaged as his sister. I thought they were all well composed, artistically thought out and extremely good. She could have a brilliant career if

she believed she was as good as I thought she was. It was an incredible portfolio. She accepted our praise with a certain grace, which was touching.

Emily called the kids into the kitchen to prepare a ginger cake for dessert later. Chrissie and I walked in on them, each wearing a different apron, and we chuckled at them.

“She’s great with the kids, Tom. I love watching them all together,” she sighed, and kissed me. “Should we help or leave them to it?” she giggled.

“Let’s stay out of their way. I’ll definitely try it, though!” I said. “Let’s take a walk, okay?” I asked, and we snuck out the back door and walked hand in hand through her garden.

We sat on her favourite hanging chair and sighed. She asked how I was, and I gathered about the whole Emily and us that was developing.

“I’m beginning to see what you see in her, Chrissie. I knew she was smart and intuitive, but I saw so much more through her photos and just how she is with you and the kids. We still have a way to go, but I can see the potential, darling. Still, small steps,” I said.

She leaned her head on my shoulder and grasped my hand, pulling it to her chest.

“Small steps, darling. That’s the only way we’ll all know. Even then, as we both know, the reality is always different, but I think we’ll have a good idea as things go on. So, do you think she’ll want a garden in our new home in England?” she laughed.

“It would be a shame if she didn’t have one. I can see how much this means to her. We could put a little studio in the back for the kids to hang out in. Yeah, I can see it. I can just see everyone pottering around, digging and planting. It sounds idyllic, doesn’t it?” I replied.

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Robin’s Journey – The Conclusion

This is the last part (for now) of this series. Apologies for the delay in getting this posted…life, death, a move and retirement have consumed my time.

If you have not read the first two chapters, you may want to do so to better understand the setting for this chapter.

There was a quiet knock on the door. Robin cracked the door and peeked outside, as I heard muffled voices from across the room, turning to me, she said, “Close your eyes.”

I sat on the bed, closed my eyes and heard the door open and felt the presence of someone entering the room.

“What’s going on here, Robin?” I asked. “Shhh, everything is fine, you’ll see for yourself in just a minute”.

I heard soft footsteps on the carpet, and Robin announced, “You can open your eyes”.

As I opened my eyes, Lauren, the best man’s wife, was standing in front of me wearing the hotel bathrobe.

“Alex is playing golf with the rest of the gang this morning, and I thought Lauren would enjoy some attention”, Robin said.

“Are you out of your mind? I asked, as I arose from the bed. “Does she know?”

“Mmhmm” was Robin’s response.

“How can you be so irresponsible? You know the trouble this can cause if our secret gets out; nobody will come out of this unscathed! I screamed.

Lauren had taken two steps back during my rant, Robin moved in front of me, and put her hands on my shoulders to comfort me. “Everything will be fine,” she said. “One evening after a few glasses of wine, Lauren and I were playing in bed…”

“Now, wait, you and Lauren play?” I asked.

“Yes, we have enjoyed each other for some time. The boys islahiye escort don’t know about it, and we are keeping it that way. And, Lauren has just as much to lose, so please relax and enjoy this. I want two people I love to enjoy this moment with me.”

With that, Robin turned and extended her hand to Lauren, who grasped her hand and stepped forward, standing beside Robin in front of me.

“Alex gave Lauren a present this morning, and she is interested in the same treatment you give me,” Robin said.

Looking Lauren in the eye, I said, “Are you sure about this?”

“Oh yeah,” Lauren said. “Ever since Robin told me about the fun between the two of you, we have been trying to figure out how to make this happen. We began planning this very moment, months ago. Having you help with the wedding preparations and decorations was the icing on the cake, to make sure you were here so we could pull this off.”

“If this is too much, I get it,” Robin said. “Otherwise, you should enjoy Lauren before all of Alex’s cum runs down her legs and ends up on the carpet.”

My mind was racing on so many levels. I knew this was not a great idea; however, the smell of sex in the room, combined with a gorgeous young woman standing in front of me, offering me her cum-filled pussy to devour, was too much to take.

I grabbed Lauren’s hand and guided her to sit on the edge of the bed. Dropping to my knees, I placed my hands on her legs, just above her knees, and her legs instinctively spread open. Her pussy was gorgeous; shaved lips with a small landing strip of red hair, guiding me to the prize she had waiting for me.

I islahiye escort bayan pushed the robe out of the way, as she leaned back on her elbows, exposing her stomach and breasts.

I suppose she thought I was going to dive right in to eat her; instead, I lifted one of her legs and brought her foot to my mouth. Her toes were a perfectly-polished dark blue, which complemented her creamy-white, lightly-freckled skin.

As my tongue ran along the bottom of her foot, from her heel to her big toe, I saw her head fall back, and heard a low moan escape her lips. I began to lick, suck and worship her foot, while running my hands up and down her legs. As I kissed my way around her foot and toes, I began to trace my tongue up her calf, past her knee and up her thigh, teasingly avoiding the sweet prize between her legs.

I massaged her thighs, as I slowly and teasingly moved my mouth closer to her cum-filled pussy. She began to gyrate her hips, pushing them forward, closer to my mouth. When neither of us could not wait any longer, in one swift motion, I glued my mouth over her entire pussy, and began sucking…she sat up, grabbed my head and held me tight to her needy pussy, and immediately began pushing a sweet load of cum into my mouth. I continued my relentless sucking and probed my tongue into the depths of her pussy to get every drop of nectar.

When she was sufficiently clean, I stood up, pulled her to her feet and kissed her so she could taste her husband’s cum, mixed with her juices on my lips. Our tongues danced and she sucked my tongue deep into her mouth, a sign of what she wanted and needed.

Pushing escort islahiye her to her knees, I said,”My turn.”

She looked at Robin, who looked at me. I nodded my approval, and she knowingly took her place next to Lauren.

Lauren wasted no time in sliding her tongue up and down my shaft. From the prior activities, I was sufficiently aroused, and her mouth on me brought forth a long string of pre-cum, that she greedily lapped up. Seeing that, Robin quickly replaced Lauren’s mouth with hers, I watched in awe, as my niece and her friend, coated my cock with their saliva.

When I could take it no more, I grabbed Robin, pulled her to her feet, turned her around and pushed her head to the bed. Standing behind her, I pushed her legs apart, pulled her hips back to mine and slid balls deep inside her. Turning to Lauren, I said.” Get on your knees in front of her.”

Lauren’s mouth found Robin’s clit, Robin began to shudder from having her clit and pussy pleasured simultaneously. I knew it wasn’t going to be long until I came, so I pumped harder and when I knew I was close, I pulled out of Robin’s pussy, and put my cock in Lauren’s face. She knowingly opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. The first rope of cum landed on her face. She grabbed my cock and pulled it into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head, as her hand stroked me to get every drop of cum into her mouth.

When I was drained, she stood up, pulled Robin into her, and kissed to share my cum.

As my mind cleared and I came to my senses, I looked at my watch in horror. I needed to get going, to not throw up any red flags; I threw on my clothes and headed for the stairs and back to my hotel room to get a shower.

The wedding went off smoothly, and it was a thrill to dance with both Robin and Lauren, knowing what took place the day before. Nobody was the wiser, but we had satisfied smiles on our faces.

The adventures continued after Robin married…I will save that for another story.

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You probably ought to read the 1st part of this story although I have tried to make it ‘stand-alone.’ Also having reread my story I think a lot of the dialogue is too open and honest. Maybe you should regard some of the conversation as what is going on in the characters head’s rather what is spoken.

I am using my husband’s account. I should have started my own but I only thought I was going to write one story, it’s too late now.

I wanted to write a story from a husband’s perspective. This is the culmination of a lot of sexy discussions I have had with my husband over the years. I hope I got the male response right. That’s as far as reality goes, the rest is fantasy.

“If you want 10” cocks, women who orgasm in 10 seconds flat, simultaneous orgasms or gallons of cum then I’m sorry, but this is not the right story for you. I like to write about ordinary people with ordinary sexual appetites in slightly out of the ordinary situations. I try to keep the plot lines as near to reality as I can.

I try to keep the sex as true to my own experience as possible. I love to write about kissing, stoking, how sex feels and sex as an encounter which involves all the senses. I do like to ‘get dirty’ but only in the height of my (and my character’s) arousal. All my stories have my own experience in them, but they are not autobiographical.

No one in this story is under the age of 18.

Constructive feedback welcome. I am from UK, so UK spelling applies. Thank you for reading my story.

Act 1 — post coitus

My son and wife lay side by side on our living room carpet. Their bodies were covered in a sheen, their hair matted with sweat, his cock glistened with the mixture of their bodily fluids, her pussy was still gaping open, seeping honey and semen into a puddle on the carpet. They smelt wonderful. They looked totally and utterly relaxed. Maddy was gently smiling and Harry grinning from ear to ear.

Nobody spoke, our eyes and faces said everything we needed to say. We had a threesome of glances.

Harry was 1st to move. Without speaking, he got up and started to get dressed. Maddy looked at me, a bit concerned. Had we gone too far? Had reality kicked in? Is he regretting what they did? Where is he going?

We needn’t have worried as he only put on underpants and shirt then he sat down on the sofa still grinning. Maybe he was just a bit self-conscious being naked in front of both parents.

Maddy followed his lead, putting on knickers and t-shirt. I noted she didn’t bother with her bra. She retook her place between the two of us. I fantasised that I was about to witness round 2.

Someone had to break the silence as it was deafening. Maddy obliged, “So Harry, how does it feel to lose your virginity?”

He was desperate to speak. He buzzed with excitement. “Oh, mum you have no idea. I feel like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders. I feel like a man. I can’t wait to start dating.”

Maddy replied. “That’s great Harry, but you have a lot to learn.”

Harry looked a little crestfallen. I feared Maddy was about to revert to mum and give him a lecture, so I intervened. “So, teach him, Maddy.”

Maddy’s eyes flashed daggers at me. “No Bob, I’m not about to start a love making school. Do this, don’t do that, put your hand here blah blah blah. That’s mummy, little boy stuff. Harry is a man; he will have to make his own way and find out himself.”

I replied. “That’s a shame.” I changed the subject, “so, tell us what you enjoyed about it.”

Her eyes softened and she looked at Harry. She had realised that her ‘lot to learn’ comment was a bit harsh. “I loved the semi planned nature of what we did, Harry. I loved the anticipation of being turned on by porn only inches away from you. I was so turned on by the unavoidable fact that you are my son, and this was wrong. I was excited by the knowledge that your testosterone levels were going through the roof. I loved it when your lust overcame your hesitancy, and your hand reached the soft skin of the top of my inner thigh. Electricity went through my brain as you gently stroked my pussy through my knickers. The world seemed to stand still while we kissed and played with each other.”

“The next thing I remember is guiding you into me. Oh, wow Harry, I remember thinking my son has a very hard cock. That phrase sent my head in a spin. This was my son fucking me. I wanted your cock in me. I loved the danger of it. I was really excited because what we were doing was just plain wrong. The more I thought about it being wrong, being dirty, the more I wanted it. Then I remembered I was unprotected.”

Harry interrupted. “Mum I am so sorry.” He looked over her shoulder to me and I shook my head. He stopped mid-sentence.

Maddy continued. “That’s sweet Harry but you didn’t know. I’m a grown up. I make my own decisions and take responsibility for them. The more I thought about letting you cum in me the more turned on I got. It just made the feelings of danger and naughtiness even kahramanmaraş escort more real to me. I wanted you to ejaculate in me. I wanted to feel your cock pulse in me. I wanted your seed as deep in me as you could get it. I can’t explain it. It was totally primeval.” By this time Maddy was slightly squirming in her seat. I knew she was very turned on. I could see Harry’s tent and I knew if I got the next move right were in for a fun night. I slowly leant forward as if to kiss her but at the last second diverted my mouth to her ear. “It’s always been your number one fantasy to have a threesome with two men. What are you waiting for?” I moved my head away, looked her in the eye and grinned.

“You shit. Oh, you think you know how to press my buttons don’t you Bob?” She said in a semi growl, she was not smiling. I caught a glimpse of Harry. He looked, rightly, confused. I held her gaze and raised my eyebrows, still grinning. Time stood still.

The next few minutes were a blur of action. She grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. She hooked her left knee over mine and her right over Harry’s. I accepted her invitation and slid my hand down her tummy. Her knickers were tight across her hip bones with gaps either side of her mount of venus. I slid my hand into her knickers and across her pubic hair. I gently rubbed two fingers over her labia, gathering honey, and then made my way up back up to her clitoris. There was a sharp intake of breath from her as I lightly massaged it with my fingertips. Her tongue pushed into my mouth. Our jaws and lips became very animated.

This was going well, I thought. Then she slightly froze. I felt mild panic and opened my eyes. Harry was touching her breasts. Not a problem in a threesome you might think but he was mauling them. Her breasts are very sensitive, she hates being mauled. Should I do something? Should I say something? She didn’t want this to be a mummy, little boy training session. I was relieved when she took control. In one continuous movement she stopped kissing me, put her hand on the back of my head and pushed me down. At the same time, she lifted her t-shirt which had the effect temporarily stopping Harry from mauling her. Then she pushed my head to the same breast, putting a stop to his mauling altogether. I felt her turn towards him slightly. She had pulled his head down and was now kissing him, washing his mouth with saliva. Next, she dropped a hand to his pants and started to massage his cock.

We continued like this for some time. Me, tenderly licking and sucking her nipple with my fingers working her pussy. Harry kissing her while she massaged his manhood. I felt her move again and turn. I had to sit up and disengage from her breast although I continued to play in her knickers. She turned to me and started to undo my shirt. Harry’s hands moved to her breasts. He had learnt that lesson. He was softly caressing them while lightly stroking her nipples. He was doing a good job as she was having difficulty concentrating on getting my clothes off. Getting them off while sitting was going to take too long, so I stood up.

I was stripping as fast as I could and watched Maddy turn back to Harry. They hurriedly removed each other’s clothes as I stripped. We all wanted sex and we wanted it now! Their lips re-engaged, her fingers closed around his cock, and he continued to pay attention to her breasts. I sat back down and stroked my wife’s back as she snogged our son. Her hand was again full of his cock. I stroked her bum, I was enjoying the feeling of her smooth skin while watching her pull his foreskin down to reveal his helmet.

I loved her being in control. We were there to serve her, and we knew it. She moved again, she disengaged from his lips and lowered her head to his crotch. His face was a picture. Full of surprise and wonder until she engulfed his cock in her mouth. His face changed, his eyes closed, and his mouth opened. All expression disappeared from his face. He had gone to heaven. I watched her head slowly bob up and down on him. In my opinion she gives the best blow jobs in the world. She is so smooth and languid. I love the way she uses her tongue on my helmet, ridge and foreskin. Harry was enjoying it too. I wanted to help her, so I moved up closer behind her in a sort of spoon position. I pushed her leg forward to give me access to her pussy. I resumed my gentle stroking up and down her labia. Harry put his hand on the back of her head and pushed her head further down his cock. ‘Not good Harry,’ I thought, ‘she doesn’t like that.’ She took his wrist and placed his hand on her breast. Another silent lesson for Harry.

She has a small mouth, so I knew her jaw was going to ache soon, especially given the size of Harry. She moved again. She got up and laid on her back with her head in my lap. She pulled her knees slightly up and to one side opening her pussy to Harry. I got a waft of the scent from her pussy as she opened kahramanmaraş escort bayan her legs. He started to move toward her, but she opened her fingers in a sort of ‘wait’ sign. Her fingers moved to her pussy, and she started to masturbate. I love it when she masturbates, especially when she brings herself to orgasm. She spat on her hand and used the palm of it to make big circles on her labia, causing her pussy to bloom like a rose in full view of her son. With the index finger of her other hand, she strummed her clitoris. Her hips were slowly moving up and down. Her eyes were closed, and she was gently gasping. Harry’s eyes wandered all over her body. Another lesson for Harry I thought.

Her eyes slowly opened, and she met Harry’s gaze. Her hands continued to work her pussy as a sexy flirty smile spread across her face. She looked down to her pussy and Harry’s gaze followed. We were all transfixed by her hand movements. Her hands were slick with sticky mess and were making wet sounds as they moved across her pussy. She was enjoying being watched as spread her legs and manipulated her pussy like a nymphomaniac slut.

Although she loves spreading her legs and playing with herself to an audience, I guessed she would not want a solo orgasm. Especially as she had two willing accomplices. She held up her hands to Harry in a motion inviting him to join hands. He took that as a sign that she wanted his cock in her and started to manoeuvre himself. Just as his head was level with her pelvis, she took hold of his head and pushed it down. I nearly laughed at his puzzled expression. He quickly realised that he was supposed to eat his mother’s pussy. His expression said ‘I’m not sure I’m up for this’ and I nearly giggled again. I thought ‘tough shit son, it’s your job and anyway I think you will like it.’ After slight hesitation he got into it. Maddy guided his head and gave him slight moans of encouragement when he hit the right spot. Maybe he got the idea from her slobbery kisses, but he was soaking her pussy with his saliva. His face quickly became sticky and wet. Her undulating hips told me she loved it. All this time I was gently stoking her breasts.

She kept us guessing as, after a while, without saying a word, she pushed Harry’s head away and got off the sofa. Slowly and deliberately, she knelt, doggy style, on the floor with her bum facing us. We could both see her pussy like a blossomed dew coated rose, ready and willing. She looked around at us as if to say ‘who is going to fuck me then.’ Harry moved to get up but then sat back down. He looked over to me and smiled. His testosterone was driving him, he wanted to fuck her, but he wanted permission. I nodded my head towards Maddy as if to say, ‘go on son, fuck her.’ He got up and took up position behind her. He was learning fast. He didn’t need to be guided in and he entered her carefully. He still gave her his full length, but her head hardly jerked at all as his cock head reached her cervix. So here we were again, my son with his ample cock buried deep in my wife. As his instinct forced him to move it was different than last time. More loving, just as strong and deep but not so violent. It allowed them to build a sympathetic rhythm together. They were making love. It wasn’t just him slowly moving in and out, she was able to reciprocate the movement. His cock glistened with her juice and his spit. Her pussy squelched with his spit and his cum. She sighed and he stroked her back, moving his hands back until he held her hips.

The smell of their lovemaking grew again and wafted into my nostrils. The gentle rhythmic slap of their bodies interspersed by almost silent sighs, grunts and ‘mmms’ was hypnotising me. I was loving every minute. I caught Maddy’s eye, she smiled. Her facial expression said, ‘fuck I’m enjoying this, his cock is marvellous.’ Her smile disappeared and her eyes widened every time he bottomed out as her eroticism reached a new height, but came back again as he withdrew. They made slow and steady love for some time, enjoying the consideration they were giving each other. The soft sounds of their lovemaking were intoxicating and the way they did everything slowly so they enjoyed every second of each other ensured they truly were lovers.

Maddy continued to hold my gaze and then ran her tongue slowly over her top lip as if to say, ‘what are you doing up there, come down here.’ I did what I think she wanted me to do and took up position at her head. I held my cock, and she engulfed the head. Moving her lips over the ridge of my helmet. I pulled my foreskin back as an invitation to lick and suck the bell end of my cock. Harry had stopped moving. Maddy was rocking gently but purposefully backwards and forwards on our cocks. Alternating being filled in her pussy and then mouth. I stroked her shoulders; Harry stroked her bum. We both watched the other’s cock move in and out of her. It was hypnotic.

I have a favourite position with escort kahramanmaraş Maddy, and I wanted Harry to experience it. I pushed her shoulders back towards him. At first, she resisted, trying to keep me in her mouth, but then I think she realised what I was trying to do. She moved back into Harry forcing him to sit on his heels. She then proceeded to move backwards and forwards. She was fucking him while he remained still. When she does this to me, I always feel every rib and bump of my shaft in her pussy. I think it is because she has to use all of her pelvic muscles to move, which cause the muscles in love canal to tighten. Whatever it is I love it. She does too; it puts her in control and always makes her wetter.

They made love like this for a few minutes, Harry staring at his cock moving in and out of his mother, Maddy working on her sons cock. Her sweat matted hair hung over her face. She was grunting every time she took his full length. I noticed she was getting a little more animated and a little rougher. She was transitioning from smooth lovemaking to fucking. Harry looked like he was enjoying this position as much as I do, I guess his cock was hardening. Then the giveaway, he started to echo her grunts. Maddy responded to him and moved faster and harder on him. She wanted to help him to cum again. She was moving hard on him now, her long brown hair swaying backwards and forwards. Her sweat covered breasts swayed deliciously under her. Her body sheened with sweat and her smell (pussy and sweat) was becoming very powerful.

I thought maybe their coupling would remain a picture of beautiful but forbidden love making until he finally ejaculated in her, staring into her eyes and sharing a tender kiss, but it was turning animal again. Maddy’s filthy mouth started again. The smile had disappeared from her face and she spoke in short grunty sentences as she moved back on his cock, staring into my eyes like she wanted me to feel every emotion in her voice. “Your cock is so hard Harry. I can feel every part of it. I am so full of your rock-hard prick. Cum in me. Please cum in me. I want to fuck you until I feel your cock pulse your seed in me.” I held her gaze, whilst watching them both it was so erotic; they were becoming more like rutting dogs by the second.

Then Harry spoke. Maddy didn’t often talk dirty, but I never guessed Harry would. He looked up and, as he spoke, held my gaze. It seemed to me he wanted me to feel the mountain of lust he had for my wife, his mum; I was so involved. “My prick is deep in you, and you love it. You know this is wrong, mum, but you are so fucking dirty. You should not want you son’s fertile cum in you unprotected pussy. But you want it, don’t you?”

“mmm” was all she could manage at that time. She worked herself on him forcing him deeper into her. Harder, faster her tits were violently swaying under her. She pushed back and sat up on his cock. Her movement became now more up and down. Bouncing on his hard cock. His hands instinctively cupped her breasts. Her hands moved to her crotch. She split the fingers of one hand and moved them up and down her labia either side of the monster cock that was pistoning in and out of her. Her other hand was tucked behind with her fingers strumming her clit. It didn’t need lubrication. She was already dribbling a combination of honey from this fucking and cum from the last one onto the carpet. Her tits bounced up and down and her sweat matted hair was now stuck to her face. Her mouth was wide opening catching her breath, her eyes wide open looking at me but focused on infinity. “yes, yes, yes” was all she could say.

Harry spoke again. “I’m close. Your cunt aches for it. Tell me what do, tell me what you want, beg me.”

“Please, Harry, I want your cum. I want your seed. I’m going to fuck hard you until you fill me. I want you. You are a dog and I’m your bitch. I’m your dirty bitch, smell my pussy, lick me, taste my sweat, it’s for you.” He lowered his head to her neck and started to lick her sweat. He had some difficulty as her bouncing motion was getting very strong. She was still staring at me though, her eyes were saying ‘look at me, I’m a rutting animal, I’m a bitch on heat, I’m so full of lust I want to make a baby with my own son, what do you think of that?’

Harry spat the words out in her ear between attempts to lick her neck. “You want my baby, don’t you?”

“Yes, don’t hold back, I want your baby now, cum in me. Cum.”

“Not yet. Whose baby do you want? Who do you want to cum in you?”

“You. My son. My own baby. Harry please cum deep in me. I can feel you pushing my cervix. Spew your spunk deep in me.”

“Yesssss. I’m going to make you pregnant, so fuck me harder, mum. Fuck your son so hard he sprays seed in deep your cervix. Slide your cunt up and down my hard cock, you stink like a filthy bitch. Fuck me like the bitch you are.”

“yes I am your bitch… please……please, fuck your bitch, yes.” She was a stinking fountain of sweat and spit. Her breasts constantly on the move as she bounced. Her face plastered with her wet hair as she fucked her son as deep as she could.

“You are my bitch mother, you stink of sweat and my cum, you are a bitch on heat. You are such an animal you want a baby with your own son. I came out of this soaking pussy and it is full of me again. Tell me what you want, beg for it.”

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About a month ago and family moved in next door. The family consisted of the mom and dad and three daughters. The daughter’s ages were 14, 17 and 20. The younger girls are in high school and very active in school sports and clubs, so the parents are constantly on the go. The older daughter, Ashley, was in a car accident when she was younger and wound up having some head trauma. She hasn’t been quite right since. Her parent will probably have to take care of her for the rest of her life. If you talk to Ashley, everyone calls her Ash, you instantly discover how sweet and kind and polite she is, but you will also see something just isn’t quite right. Although, what the problem is, no one seems to really know.

As I got to know the family, her parents and I found we had a lot in common and we became very good friends. On occasions the parents would ask me if Ash could stay with me while they go to a school event. Of course I was happy to do so and Ash and I instantly became very close. She really was smart, but her brain trauma caused her to just not be able to connect the dots sometimes. Some people would consider her simply clueless or mentally challenged, but she really isn’t. Ash is an amazing young woman and actually very attractive. She is about 5′ 8″, well proportioned, just a little bit of extra padding on her body, but she has a set of DDD tits on her that are simply amazing.

Unfortunately, her tits have gotten her into trouble and about a year ago she got pregnant, not sure by who, but she had the baby and the parents persuaded her to put they baby up for adoption. Immediately after that, they put her on the pill to make sure that never happened again. They honestly don’t know who got her pregnant and I believe them, but I can tell they believe it to be a family member, uncle, cousin, etc. They are good people and truly and deeply love their daughter. After getting to know Ash better, my guess too is that it was probably another family member/relative who completely took advantage of her. I felt very sorry for her.

Ash always dressed very nice and it was a joy to establish a deep friendship with her. We would play games, watch movies, swim in my pool and do all sorts of stuff together when she’d come over and stay for a while. Though that all changed one evening when something happened that threw me into a tailspin that I never ever thought would happen to me. No matter what you think, in no way shape or form did I mean or expect it to happen, but it did. For whatever reason, her parents allow her to wear clothes that accentuate her body and especially her hug tits. From looking at her, I’m positive she wears underwire pushup bras that don’t have any padding. This of coarse make her tits stick up and out even more and often time show her big nipples when they are hard. I’ve always been able to ignore that, until the night it happened. Ash and I were sitting on my couch, watching a movie, eating popcorn and drinking soda, when all of a sudden I saw a big wet spot on the front of her dress.

“Oh Ash! Let me get a towel, you spilled soda on your dress.”

“Oh, that’s ok Mike! It’s just my milk.”

“YOUR WHAT?”

I honestly didn’t mean to yell, but I was not even remotely prepared for that comment.

“Yeah! My nipples leak milk all the time if I don’t drain them on a regular basis.”

“What do you mean drain them, Ash?”

“Well sometimes, when no one’s around, I’ll take my bra off and suck on my nipples until I suck all the milk out. They both get really full. It really feels great and makes me very very wet between my legs. I love doing it and sometimes I squeeze my nipples into a glass, until all the milk is out and then drink the glass of milk. My milk really does taste amazing. It’s actually my favorite drink. Sometimes, if I’m in a store, I’ll go into the dressing room or bathroom just so I can milk myself.”

I was completely and utterly speechless. Actually, I was in complete shock at what Ash was telling me.

“There have been people around me all day today, so I haven’t had the chance to milk myself, so now it’s leaking out because my tits are so full of milk. If I don’t milk them on a regular basis, they begin to hurt because they’re so full of milk.”

“We have to do something Ash. I can’t send you home with the front of your dress covered in milk.”

“I know! I need to be milked, Mike.”

“And who’s going to do that Ash? I’ve got to wash your dress and bra so you don’t go home covered in milk or your parents will freak out.”

“They will and have before. Hey! I know! Let me take off my dress and bra and you can wash them while we milk my tits. OH! But we’ll need to wash my panties too because they are very wet right now.”

“ASH!!! That’s crazy! I’m 55, you’re 20. I could be your father! What if your parents come home and come over to get you? And find you naked? With me sucking your tits?”

“Calm down Mike! They won’t. They’re gone for several more hours. Here, take my clothes and wash them.”

Ash actually travesti gaziantep stood up and stripped naked right in front of me, sending me into utter shock and my cock into utter hardness. My cock as so fucking hard, it was in literal pain, I mean it hurt, really bad. When she pulled her bra off, her magnificent melons fell free and milk started dripping from both of them onto my floor. Her areoles were the size of a small saucer and her rock hard nippers were the size of huge pencil eraser and stuck out almost half an inch. As she slid her panties down, she revealed a gorgeous shave pussy with amazing plump white, very wet, pussy lips. I sincerely wanted to rape her to death right then and there.

“OK!! Mike you suck one nipple until all the milk is out and I’ll suck the other one. Come on!”

“I can’t do that Ash! That would be a million miles beyond inappropriate!”

“Mike! You are my very best friend, the person I care about and trust the most above all other people. I want to feel you sucking on my nipple and milking me. Are you really not going to help me?”

“Ash!”

“Good! I’ll even get up on the counter to make it easier for you to milk me. You can suck my nipples kind of hard. If you do, you’ll get a whole mouthful of milk and see just how good my milk tastes. Come on!”

Ash jumped up on the counter, her tits began bouncing and dripping milk everywhere. She literally grabbed her right tit and handed it to me.

“Here Mike! You milk my right tit, I’ll milk my left tit. Remember to suck kind of hard.”

Thus was so far beyond strange. It was like I was in the Twilight Zone, but my cock hurt so fucking bad because it was harder than it had ever been in my life. I thought it was going to explode. Being very hesitant, I gently put her nipple in my mouth and began sucking it softly.


“Come on Mike! Suck on it. Get a mouthful of my milk. You’ll want to start milking me all the time and I’ll gladly let you.”

I sucked harder and her milk instantly filled my mouth. As I swallowed it, I discovered a taste I had never experienced before. It was beyond amazing. Like a starved man, I grabbed her tit, stuck her huge nipple deep in my mouth and sucked her amazing milk out of her tit. Ash had her left tit in her hand and was sucking on it hard. Then she took her right hand and grabbed the back of my head and smashed my face into her tit.

“Suck it all out Mike. You suck my tit so good. My pussy is dripping wet. It’s dripping pussy juice all over your counter.”

Ash had spread her legs to show me and sure enough, there was a puddle of pussy juice on the counter. Without even thinking about it, I unconsciously placed my hand on her inner thigh and massaged it.

“OH YEAH, MIKE!! That feels so good. Keeping doing it! I’m so fucking horny. Keep sucking my nipple hard.”

At that point I had lost all inhibition, appropriateness and all control. Grabbing her dripping pussy, my middle finger instantly slid between her slippery pussy lips and Ash leg go of her tit and squealed loudly.

“OH FUCK, MIKE! You hit my clit! Fucking shit! You’re going to make me cum all over your counter. I can’t hold it!”

“Maybe I should clean you up so that doesn’t happen.”

“How are you going to do that?”

Removing my hand and finger, I pulled her forward, laid her back on the counter and spread her legs wide open. Her pussy lips were covered with a thick layer of her pussy juice. Pulling them open, I revealed the most beautiful pink pussy meat I had ever seen. Her pussy was full of pussy juice, so I buried my face in her bald pink cunt and began eating her pussy like a madman. Ash gasped and screamed as I ate, licked, slurped and devoured her sloppy pussy.

“OH FUCK MIKE! EAT ME! MAKE MY PUSSY EXPLODE ALL OVER YOUR FACE! EAT ME GOOD! OH MY GOD!”

Ash was screaming the whole time and then all of a sudden, without any notice, her body went completely stiff and her pussy exploded in my face and mouth. She screamed at the top of her lungs and grabbed my head, smashing my face into your sloppiness. I just kept eating her pussy and drinking her juices until she exploded all over my face a second time.

“HOLY FUCK! I’M SO FUCKING DIZZY! HOLY SHIT, MIKE! I’ve never cum that hard before. That was so fucking good. You gotta fuck me Mike! You have to.”

“ASH! That is definitely going too far.”

“I’m on the pill, so I can’t get pregnant. Please Mike! Fuck my juicy pussy deep!”

“You know we’re going to get in so much fucking trouble Ash!”

“No, we won’t! You are my lover and my body belongs to you now!”

Stripping as fast as I could, I turned Ash long ways on the counter and then I climbed up and mounted her. Her pussy was so fucking tight, but because it was so wet, my cock easily disappeared inside her.

“OH FUCK YOUR HUGE! You’re stretching my pussy so wide! My pussy is full of your cock. Holy shit you’re deep!!! Oh my god! Now fuck me good Mike!”

“Your gaziantep travesti pussy feels fucking amazing wrapped around my huge cock Ash. You pussy’s going to make me cum really hard. Are you sure you can’t get pregnant?”

“Yes, I’m sure! Now dump your entire load deep inside me. I want every drop of your cum deep inside me.”

As soon as I mounted Ash, she grabbed my head and started kissing me very deep and hard. Her tongue was down my throat, so I did the very same thing to her. We kissed, licked, touched, sucked and fucked with no desire to ever stop. After a while she asked to be on top, so I flipped over and she sat on my cock. It was amazing watching my huge cock disappear between her gorgeous shaved pussy lips. Once she slid down my cock shaft, she would clamp her pussy muscles down tight on my cock and then slowly slide up. Ash was literally milking my cock and as she did this, she milked her tits as well and sprayed milk all over both of us.

“Fuck Ash! You’re going to make me explode deep inside you.”

“GOOD! I want to go to bed tonight with you inside me. Your cum will drip out of me all night long.”

Ash continued to slowly milk my cock and spray milk all over us. After about twenty minutes of this I couldn’t hold back any more. My balls were boiling and as she slid down my shaft. I grabbed her hips, held her there and exploded right in her cervix.

“OOOOOHHHHHHH FFFFFFFUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK, AAAAAAASSSSSSSHHHHHH!”

“HOLY SHIT FUCK, MIKE! I feel your hot cum filling up my pussy. I’m completely full of your cum and it feels so fucking good.”

“Are you sure you can get pregnant, because I just dumped a gallon of cum all over your ovaries.”

“Nope, but if I ever do decide to get pregnant again, it’s your baby I want inside me. You are the only person I’ll let get me pregnant.”

“We got a couple more hours. Let’s go to my bedroom.”

Ash and I fucked all over my bed for that two hours. No matter how hard, how deep, how fast I fucked her, she wanted more. I came inside her a total of five times and she had six mind blowing orgasms. When we were done, she got dressed, but gave me her panties.

“You keep these and I’ll come back and get them later. I really do love you Mike. And I don’t give a fuck how old you are. You fuck me so good and you can have me whenever you want.”

“I love you too Ash! You are the absolute best fuck I’ve ever had and I want you so fucking bad.”

“Did my parents tell you about the trip coming up?”

“Just briefly.”

“My sister has a three day competition this weekend, so they’ll be out of town for four days. I’ve already told them I want to stay with you. Little do they know I’ll be spending most of that time naked with you buried deep inside me.”

“Are they ok with that?”

“Not with you constantly fucking me and cumming inside me, but they’re ok with me staying her.”

“Smart ass! You know what I meant.”

“I know! I need to head home and take a shower. You’re running down my legs.”

Ash kissed me deep and hard and left, leaving me there with her panties in my hand and a raging hard-on, wondering what in the hell I had just done. Believe it, don’t believe it, but I had absolutely no intention of fucking her…ever! She is an amazing young woman and I truly do love her, but I’m too old to be the person she wants to plan her life with. But then again, it’s possible no guy would ever want her with the issues she has and that would be sad, because they would be missing out big time.

A couple of evenings later she came over for a few hours, while her parents and sisters went to another school function. We spent the whole time in my bed fucking, kissing, sucking and milking. At one point I sat on the bed, leaned up against the head board and Ash rode my super hard cock while I milked both of her tits. The harder I sucked her huge nipples that harder she fucked my huge cock. After about three hours of that, we were both exhausted and she collapsed on top of me and we just laid that way, kissing and making out until she had to go. A few days later, she came over around 8:00 pm as the rest of her family took off for their trip. About an hour later we went back over to her house and as soon as we stepped in her house and closed the door, Ash stripped naked and then stripped me.

“Where are you going to fuck me first? I’m thinking we should fuck in both of my sisters beds and then my parents bed. When they get back, they can all sleep in their beds covered in my pussy juice and your cum.”

“Sounds amazing! Let’s go!”

For the next three hours we fuck all over each bed and we made sure the sheets on each bed were soaked in pussy juice, cum and milk. We knew it would all be dry when they got back. By the time we were done, we were both exhausted and went and climbed into her bed. Once I got under the covers, I laid on my side and brought my knees up a bit and Ash just crawled in my nook, right up against gaziantep travestileri me. It only took about a minute for my cock to find her pussy hole and bury itself deep inside her. We slept that way the entire night.

Around 8:00 am I woke up and Ash as still asleep, but my cock was completely throbbing deep inside her. Very slowly I began sliding my cock in and out of her pussy, gradually picking up speed till I had a medium fuck pace. Not wanting to wake her, I didn’t bury my cock all the way inside her, but went most of the way. As I laid there and fucked Ash, her pussy continue to get wetter and wetter, making it very easy for me to bury my cock all the way in her cunt. It felt so fucking amazing that I got lost in the feeling and wasn’t paying attention, when I felt my cock slide into her cervix. When it did, I heard Ash moan in her sleep.

The next thing I feel is her pussy muscles clamping down hard on my cock and begin to milk my cock. That was it and five minutes later my fuck pole erupted into her cervix and I just lay there exhausted. It was then that she told me she wants to wake up every morning with a Good Morning fuck. She loves the feeling of my cock feeding her pussy a big warm creamy breakfast. Ash rolled over, put a nipple in my mouth and told me, “here’s your breakfast”. It took me about thirty minutes to suck both of her tits dry, but I was completely satisfied. There’s nothing like a belly full of breastmilk. It’s the breakfast of champions.

We jumped in her parent’s shower, where we fucked again and then I washed her really good, inside and out, and then we walked over to my house, where I made us breakfast. We spent most of the morning in or by the pool, naked of course and in each others arms. Ash and I truly loved being naked together and all over each other. It just seemed natural to both of us. We fucked in the pool and on the loungers by the pool. At one point I laid the lounger flat and laid down, Ash immediately mounted me. I threw a big towel over us and we took about an hour nap that way. She woke up, sat up and went for a ride on my cock that conclude with both of us having very intense and massive orgasms. The rest of the day was spent just being with and taking care of each other.

The second night we spent in her parents bed, which we wound up leaving in the middle of the night and went to her bed because her parents sheets were so soaked in pussy juice, cum and milk. At one point Ash was sitting on my face, fucking it with all of her might, when I slid the tip of my index finger into her ass and bit her clit gently. She let out a blood curdling scream and then immediately exploded all over my face. At first I thought she was peeing on me, but when I tasted it, it was pure pussy juice. There was so much of it that it was impossible for me to drink it all, so it went all over the bed. My cock was so fucking hard that I flipped her over, mounted her and did my very best to fuck her unconscious. Unfortunately, I was unable to accomplish my mission, but her pussy turned into a fire hose, spraying pussy juice all over the place.

The third night we slept, ok so we fucked, in both of her sister’s beds. Like her parents bed, they were both soaked in pussy juice and cum when we were done, so we wound up going to her bed again. During the day we just enjoyed each others company and fucked 3-5 times during the day. I’m not sure if it was because we were sucking her milk jugs dry several times a day, but it seemed like they began producing even more milk and thus her tits seemed to have gotten a little bigger. OH! Don’t worry, neither of us complained about that for a second. If anything, it just made us milk her even more often. It seemed like we both had a nipple in our mouth most of the day. Fuck I love Ash!!!

The last night was spent in my bed and knowing it was our last night together, we basically attacked each other all night long. If you saw us, you’d probably say we constantly raped each other because it was so intense and aggressive. The next morning Ash’s nipples were swollen to twice their normal size, because of all the sucking and pulling and pinching and biting and twisting they endured the night before. Her pussy lips were also swollen from all the ramming, hammering, slapping, fingering, sucking and eating from the night before. We were both so exhausted that we slept till noon. Because her family return around 4:00 pm, we didn’t get to spent as much time together as we wanted to that day, but we knew there were plenty of times for us to be together in the future.

Ironically, Ash gave me a baby girl nine months from that four day fuck fest. Clearly the pill isn’t 100% reliable, but when you dump a thousand truck loads of cum all over a girls ovaries, some of those baby making seamen are going to get through. Neither of us were upset. Clearly her parents were very upset, but after I ripped her mother’s clothes off and fucked her nonstop for over three hours one day, she immediately stopped complaining and actually allowed Ash to come live with me. We now have three gorgeous girls and Ash and I are still madly in love. She is still producing gallons of milk and I’ve developed a breastmilk belly. Guess I should start working out, because I’m never going to stop drinking her milk. Maybe I’ll just balance it out with a glass of pussy juice every once in a while. LOL!!!!

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Finally, school was out and college beckoned me, but before that I had six weeks of doing nothing to look forward to…or so I thought.

I walked into the house and dumped my backpack inside the door. I was in a really good mood until I spotted my Mum sitting in the chair. She didn’t look pleased.

“What’s up Mum?”

Mum looked at me. “Your father is in his study and he wants to see you. Oh and a word of advice Jason, watch what you say as he is in a foul mood.”

“What’s it all about Mum?”

“Go see your father he will explain, and just so you know, it’s nothing to do with me!”

I walked into Dad’s study wondering what the hell this was all about. Without looking up at me my Dad said, “Close the door and sit down!”

“I have received a letter from the college saying you have refused the place I set up for you. Would you mind telling me why?” he asked me.

“I told you not to bother Dad. I don’t want to be an accountant. I said ages ago when you mentioned it not to bother. I have signed up at the local college on a.”

“The local college, what the hell can they teach you about accountancy for god sake? I pulled a lot of strings to get you in there and you have the audacity to turn the place down. What the hell were you thinking of Jason?”

“Dad for the last time, I have no desire to be an accountant. That’s what you want for me, but it’s not what I want. How many more times have I got to say it?”

“Don’t you take that tone with me young man. You will get out of here and make as many phone calls as needed to get out of whatever course you signed up for and then accept the place I reserved for you!”

“The hell I will, sorry but this whole thing stinks and I am NOT going to be an accountant!” I replied.

“YOU WILL DO AS YOU ARE TOLD!” Dad yelled at me.

“THE HELL I WILL! YOU WANT THIS, NOT ME!” I yelled back as I stormed out of his study.

“GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW JASON!”

“FUCK YOU!” I yelled back as I stormed out of the house.

Mum ran out after me. “Jason please come inside and talk,” she begged.

“Sorry Mum but no way, this is all about what he wants and no thought for what I want. If I could afford it, I would move out right now just to get away from him and his accountancy crap!”

“Jason please, for me come back inside and talk it through?”

“Maybe later Mum, right now I need some fresh air and to be away from Dad and his demanding ways!”

I watched my Mum walk back into the house and I often wondered what she saw in my Dad. My Mum was beautiful and all my mates said so as well. At forty-two, she still had a great figure with a slim waist and nice hips, a 36d bust and jet black hair. She stood about 5′ 6″ and probably weighed about 120 lbs. Dad on the other hand was forty-eight and looked ten years older. His hair was mostly grey and thinning. He was overweight and putting it bluntly, not much to look at.

I headed to the local park to see if any of my friends were hanging out there. Finding nobody there that I knew, I sat on a grass bank and thought about how to get out of going to the college Dad wanted for me.

It was late afternoon when I finally returned home. I had decided to just say I wasn’t going to his chosen college and that was that. If he pushed it, I was prepared to move out as soon as I found somewhere to stay. My parents were both in the lounge as I entered the house. Dad pointed to a chair and demanded I sit down.

“Now you listen to me and don’t dare interrupt me, do you hear me?” I shrugged my shoulders in reply.

“After your outburst this morning I have made a decision. You are going to spend the summer with your aunt and uncle in Devon. This is not open for discussion and we will leave here tomorrow!”

“But James, you can’t send him there!” Mum protested.

“I can and I will Brenda. I called them earlier and arranged it all. We leave tomorrow and that’s final!” Dad exclaimed.

“Okay fine by me, but don’t expect me to change my mind about college. If that is what this is all about, you are wasting your time Dad!” I snapped back at him.

“We’ll see Jason. I reckon a few weeks with your aunt and uncle will change your mind.”

“James please, don’t send him there!” Mum begged Dad to change his mind.

“If we are done, then I am going to my room,” I said as I walked out of the lounge.

“James, what the hell are you playing at? You can’t stand Sandra and Colin so why send Jason there?” I heard Mum say as I walked upstairs.

“Because some time with your sister and her husband will change his mind, of that I am sure,” I heard Dad reply tersely.

“I’m going to start dinner. We will talk about this later!” I heard Mum say.

I was getting curious about my aunt and uncle. We didn’t see them very often and if they ever visited it was when Dad was out. Matter of fact, the last time I recall seeing them was at my grandmother’s funeral a few years ago. I know Mum had been down there to güneyşehir escort see them for a few days and I got left at home with Dad. He never went with her or mentioned them, so I wondered what the hell he was playing at arranging for me to go and stay with them.

Dinner was a quiet affair with hardly a word spoken, particularly between me and my Dad. I could see Mum was upset about something and I resolved to ask her later when Dad was out of the way.

As per usual after dinner Dad went to his study; usually he left the door open but tonight we heard it slam shut. I offered to help Mum tidy up and do the dishes. As we washed up I broke the ice and asked her, “Mum what has Dad got against aunt Sandra, and why are you not keen on me going there?”

“Jason, it’s a bit involved and I am not sure you are ready to hear it all,” Mum replied.

“Mum I am eighteen years old and Dad is sending me to stay with them for almost six weeks. I think I have a right to know!”

“Okay let’s get the dishes done and we can talk,” Mum assured me.

I sat at the table as Mum checked that Dad’s study door was still closed.

“Jason, what I am about to say goes no further than us two, do you understand?”

I nodded and told Mum it was between us two.

“When I first met your Dad and we started dating, for some reason he took a dislike to Sandra and I will be honest and say now I have no idea why. We hadn’t been together long and one night after a drunken party we ended up in bed together, the result of which I later found out I was pregnant with you. At first your father wanted me to have an abortion but I refused, then after some pressure from your grandfather he asked me to marry him. I want to say that at no time did I ever regret getting pregnant or giving birth. You are the best thing to come out of this marriage. I’m sure that’s why your Dad is so hard on you because he sees you as the reason he had to get married and things haven’t been right between us for years now, do you understand so far?”

I nodded and just looked at Mum as if to say carry on talking.

“As you know Sandra is two years older than me and at the time I married your Dad she was single and living a bit of a wild life. That is why your Dad is not keen on her or at least that’s my understanding anyway. The reason I am not keen on you going there is the lifestyle they have. When I visited last, they told me they were nudists but would keep their clothes on for the few days I was with them. That is another reason for your father not liking them!”

“Nudists! For god sake Mum, I am not going to spend the next six weeks walking about naked. If that’s the deal, I am not going and that’s final!” I snapped at her.

“Jason, please hear me out! I don’t think they will expect you to swan about naked any more than they expect others to do it. Now if you go and you are not happy, then I will talk to your father and get you back home. Please go for my sake as I need a chance to talk to your father without anyone else being here.” Mum sounded desperate so I agreed I would go for her sake.

“Okay Mum, but if I am not happy there I will call you and I expect either you or Dad to come and get me within two days of my call. If not, I will leave and make my own way back here.”

“If you do that it will set your father off again so please don’t leave.”

“If you don’t come and get me when I call, I will make my way back here and then pack up all my stuff and move out. Those are my terms and it is not up for discussion as Dad would say. Talking of which, I had better tell him or he will go mad if I drop that bombshell tomorrow!” I said to Mum as I left the kitchen headed for Dad’s study.

I knocked on the door of Dad’s study and waited for him to reply.

“Dad I have been talking with Mum and we have agreed that if I am not happy at Sandra’s I will call and let you both know,” I explained.

“Too bad if you are happy or not, you are staying and that’s it!” Dad replied.

“Okay have it your way. The other condition that I agreed with Mum is if I call and ask to come back, I expect to be collected within two days or I will make my own way back here!”

“Oh you will, will you. We shall see, now I have work to do so please leave and close the door.”

“I’m not joking Dad. If I have to make my own way back here, I will. I’ll pack up my stuff and move out at the first chance I get. I am not a kid anymore and I don’t appreciate being treated like one!” With that I closed the door before he could reply.

Next morning my bags were in the car and I said goodbye to Mum.

“Please stay there Jason, even for only a week. Give me a chance to talk to your father before you do anything,” Mum pleaded with me.

“Okay Mum, a week and if I am not happy then you come and get me.”

“I promise Jason I will drive down myself, now don’t keep your Dad waiting.” Mum kissed my cheek and stepped back from the hug.

I knew the drive down would güneyşehir escort bayan take some time and as I wasn’t in the mood to chat so I closed my eyes and slept for most of the journey. Eventually we reached my aunt’s house. It was a massive old farmhouse in the middle of nowhere. My first thoughts were sod this. I don’t know about a week as I couldn’t see myself lasting a day. My aunt came out to greet us and hugged me.

“Come inside. I have the kettle on. Would you like a cup of tea James?” she asked my Dad.

“No thank you Sandra, I have to get back as I have work to do. Now the money is in the account as we agreed and I will pick Jason up a few days before he is due to start at college. I’ll be off then, see you in a few weeks Jason.”

I never answered. I just picked up my bag and walked into the house, my aunt followed close behind.

“Here we are, let’s have some tea and then I will show you to your room. Your uncle will be back later and your cousin is away for the rest of the week,” my aunt explained.

I had forgotten all about my cousin Nina. I couldn’t even remember the last time I saw her but I knew we were close in age.

“Before you get settled in Jason, I want to say a few things.” I nodded in reply. “Firstly, I don’t agree with your father about the college business. I think you should be able to do as you wish. Secondly, we have a pretty relaxed lifestyle here. So long as you don’t cause any trouble, then we will not be on your case all the time. I think that’s fair don’t you?” she asked.

“Yes, it seems fair to me,” I replied.

My aunt got up and offered to make me a sandwich. As she did the sun shone on her and her dress became see-through. I hadn’t thought about her before, but I noticed she was very much like Mum. I could see the shape of her legs and surmised that her dress did her no favours where her figure was concerned.

“I spoke to your Mum earlier and she asked me to tell you she loves you and will see you soon. I don’t know why, but I got the feeling she wasn’t entirely happy,” Sandra said, looking at me for an answer.

“I don’t know everything, but she asked me to at least stay here for a few days as she wants to talk to Dad without me being there,” I replied, not giving any details.

“Maybe she is going to tell the old fart to pack his bags!” Sandra laughed and I cracked a smile.

“You know I have no time for your father and I was only being polite when I offered him tea earlier. I was praying he would say no just to get rid of him!”

“Aunt Sandra, do you mind if I ask you something?”

“Of course not, but please drop the aunt bit. It makes me feel old. Sandra is good enough,” she replied.

“I was just wondering why my Dad doesn’t seem to like you very much. I mean I have hardly seen you and I know when Mum comes down here she is on her own. What happened between you two?”

“I knew this subject might come up and I will tell you, just not right now. If you give me some time, I will explain everything to you, I promise.” Sandra put her hand on mine and looked for some kind of reply.

“Okay seems fair to me. I have waited years, another few days won’t hurt,” I laughed and she smiled at me.

Once I had finished my sandwich my aunt showed me to my room. The bathroom next door was for my use as her and Nina’s bedroom both had en-suite bathrooms. My room was well decorated and had a double bed, wardrobe dresser along with an antique table cum desk. Aunt Sandra explained that her bedroom was at the other end of the landing.

“Mostly because I get a bit noisy some nights, if you get my drift,” she smiled.

I blushed and started to unpack my bags.

“Join me downstairs when you are finished Jason. I’ll be out in the garden.”

I stood in the kitchen door looking at my aunt sunbathing. It was then I realised how much like my Mum she was. Her tits were bigger, but apart from that everything else was the same as Mum. Sandra moved and I approached her to avoid getting caught staring at her.

“Come and sit here with me Jason.” She patted the grass next to her. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah all good, my stuff is all unpacked. It’s nice, I like it here,” I said as I checked out my aunt.

“Is that because I am laying out here and you are checking me out or do you really like it here?”

“I wasn’t checking you out honestly! But yeah I do like it here. It’s a lot quieter than where I live.”

“I don’t mind you looking Jason, in fact I am flattered that a young man would bother looking at me!”

I blushed and was trying to find a suitable reply when we heard a car pull up out the front.

“That will be Colin back from work,” Aunt Sandra stated.

“I thought he worked from home, at least that’s what Dad told me.”

“He does, he has just been out delivering something. His workshop is over there behind those trees. I will get him to show you later. It’s no good me showing you it as I have no idea what escort güneyşehir half the stuff in there is for!”

As my aunt stood up to hug Uncle Colin I watched her tits bounce. She hugged him and asked if everything went well.

“Very well!” he answered. “I even got another order from them,” he explained.

Colin let my aunt go and leaned over to shake my hand. “Good to see you Jason. It’s been a long time!”

“Yeah sorry about that. Dad had a thing about me coming here although he never said anything when Mum visited.”

“No problem Jason. Your Dad is just old-fashioned, that’s all. Your Mum always has fun when she comes down here!” He smiled and I noticed him wink at my aunt.

I made the excuse of needing the toilet and headed back inside. I noticed Colin kiss Sandra and grab her arse at the same time. “Lucky fucker” I thought to myself.

Sandra started to cook dinner and Colin offered to show me his workshop. Inside there was every kind of woodworking tool you can think of.

“Wow! This is brilliant. It’s even better than what the college has!” I exclaimed.

“Well if you want to, you can help me out while you are staying here. That’s if you are interested Jason?”

“I would love to. This is what I want to do anyway. Dad wants me to be an accountant, but I can’t stand that sort of thing!”

“Take it easy over the next day or so and on Monday you can start working with me. Nina will be back tomorrow and she can show you around. I make it a rule never to work on the weekend unless it is really important. Family time is important to me and Sandra.”

“Yeah that’s half the problem with Dad. He is always working and I think it gets to Mum although she never says anything,” I replied.

Just as I was about to ask what I would be doing for work, Aunt Sandra called out that dinner was ready.

Over dinner Colin explained that they had to go out tonight and as it was strictly members only. He was sorry, but I couldn’t go along. I didn’t mind as I was tired anyway and was happy to veg out in front of the TV. I offered to do the dishes so they could get ready to go out and my aunt accepted and said it was a nice gesture.

Just before they left Colin said the DVD’s were all in the bottom of the cupboard. “The good ones are at the back,” he winked and they headed off out. Unable to find anything to watch, I looked through his DVD collection, particularly the ones at the back. Most were just plain discs but a few had stuff written on like initials and dates. I found one titled BH Weekend 2014 and decided to watch it. I saw Mum in the garden and then I remembered she came down here for that weekend after a row with Dad. I assumed it was Colin with the camera as he filmed my Mum and aunt chatting in the garden and just generally relaxing. I was about to switch off when the picture changed to a bedroom; I recognised it as the room I was staying in.

The movie started at the feet of two women and slowly moved up their legs. As it went higher, I could see them playing with the other’s pussy. The camera went higher still and two pairs of tits filled the screen, then it went higher and I saw my Mum and aunt kissing before they stopped and smiled for the camera. Fuck, now I was intrigued and slowly advanced the film until it got to them in a sixty-nine position on the bed. Sandra was eating my Mum out and from the noises she was making, she seemed to be enjoying it as well! No wonder Dad never let me come here with Mum I thought.

“Oh fuck Sandra, you always lick me so good!” I heard Mum say as she wriggled about on the bed.

“I know what my baby sister likes!” Sandra replied before diving back to eat Mum’s cunt.

The camera switched between filming my aunt eating my Mum and Mum eating my aunt. All of a sudden there were dildoes being used and both women were panting and screaming as they orgasmed. I paused the film and suddenly realised I was watching my Mum and her sister in a homemade porno film. I knew my Mum was sexy but fuck, I never imagined this in a million years. I started the movie again and watched as they pleasured each other to yet another orgasm. My cock was straining inside my shorts as I considered going to the bathroom and having a wank.

My aunt got up leaving Mum on the bed and then after a short pause Colin joined my Mum on the bed. Sandra was obviously filming them. As my Mum pulled down Colin’s trousers his cock sprung free “Fuck me that’s huge!” I thought to myself, kind of shocked at what I was seeing. Then it got really steamy as Mum started sucking his cock. It got harder and she managed to deep throat it all the way in. I looked on as she swallowed him and then slowly slid her mouth off again.

“Come and fuck me Colin!” she gasped.

Mum got on her hands and knees and Colin lined his cock up at her pussy before slowly pushing it inside Mum. She moaned as he went further into her.

Mum looked over her shoulder at Colin, “Fuck me please, fuck me hard!”

Colin started to pound into my Mum as she screamed for him to go faster and harder. I watched as Mum thrust her arse back at Colin as they slammed into each other.

“Fuck I am cumming!” Mum howled as Colin pounded into her cunt like a battering ram. This went on for about ten minutes.

“Ohhhhhhhh! Fuck! I’m cumming again!” Mum screamed and I saw her squirt all over the bed covers.

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I just turned 18 last week, but my parents refused to let me go with them on vacation. They say “If you would’ve stopped skipping class, I could’ve come” or some shit like that. Honestly, I’m not that upset that they left me here alone. Because home alone equals massive party, right? I’m heading up the staircase when I see a blondie grab my favorite bottle of vodka.

“Oh, hell no,” I growl. I walk over to her. “Where did you find this?”

“In a room upstairs,” she laughs. “Want some?”

“That was my room, and I need the entire bottle.” I snatch the bottle from her hands as she scoffs. “Have a great time!” I smile through my teeth. I start to walk up the stairs when I spot my cousin, Xander, but I call him X. He’s at the door glaring at everyone, so I sway over to him. “Can’t find a girl to hook up with?”

“You need to shut this down, Valerie.”

“And why would I do that?”

“Just for tonight. You can have one tomorrow.” I frown at him. “Don’t make me pull the whole “snitch” card on you.” I huff but turn around.

“Okay everyone. We’ve been busted! Party tomorrow night!” A heavy sigh echoes throughout the room, but people start leaving. I shut the door once they’re all gone. “Care to explain now.”

“I’m not in the party mood.” I roll my eyes.

“Fine,” I huff.

“I’m going to take a shower little V.”

“Have fun ig.”

He walks up the stairs and into the bathroom. Now if there’s one thing I love more than my bottle of vodka, it’s definitely spying on my cousin. I forgot to mention he’s hot as fuck. He has a perfectly toned body: sharp jawline, 8-pack, and from what I can tell when he’s in the shower, he’s got a pretty big dick. So, I wait for another 5 minutes before walking up the stairs and tip-toeing to the bathroom. I slowly open the door making sure not to make any noise. I close the door behind me and examine his body. I realize he’s hard; He’s never hard in the shower at night. In the morning, it’s another story.

“Little V?” I freeze. Does he know I’m in here? “I know you’ve been spying on me. At first, I would try to resist letting you know that I knew, because I didn’t want you to get embarrassed and stop doing it. But it keeps getting more difficult as you can see.” He sighs heavily and then waits for my response. When he knows I’m not going to say anything, he peeps his head out to look at me. My gerçek resimli gaziantep escort cheeks flush, and my eyes instantly dart to the ground. “Please come here.”

I walk over to him placing my hands on my eyes. “V, you’ve seen the outline It’s okay to look now.” I squint my eyes open, and my suspensions are confirmed; He must have an 8-inch dick. I look slowly up to his face. He looks into my eyes with uncertainty. “Do you want to get in here with me? I mean you don-“

“Yes.” He smirks down at me and nods his head. I just stand still.

“Are you going to take your clothes off?” I slowly take my clothes off while my eyes rush to the ground. He just stares for a moment. “I know I’m no-“

“Fuck little V, you’re gorgeous as Hell.” I smile sheepishly. He reaches out for my hands. I step inside the shower with him, and he places me in front of him. He closes the gap between our bodies as a small moan makes its way through my parted lips. I can feel his dick against my back, and the feeling gives me chills. “Have you never been touched before?” I shake my head no. “You’re still a virgin,” he asks shocked. I turn around and pout.

“Does that matter to you?” I look down at the floor. He uses the tips of his fingers to make me look up at him.

“It didn’t, but now I feel excited to be your first. God, Valerie, you drive me insane. So, you’re completely innocent?” I nod my head.

“Besides the drinking and partying, I’ve really never done anything.” He smirks down at me.

“Challenge accepted.” I smile and turn back around. He closes the gap between us earning another moan. My breathing becomes shallow. He starts to kiss my neck, and it feels so good. I can’t even explain it. It feels like fireworks are going off; It’s just pure bliss. His hands caress all the way down to my boobs. I jump, so he pulls away. “Do you want to stop?” I shake my head no grabbing his hands and placing them back on my boobs. He laughs and closes the gap again. He pinches and flicks at my nipples. He stops and turns the shower off. I turn around and frown. “Don’t worry I’m not done with you yet, but I don’t think I can make love to you tonight.” I frown at him. “Hey, I don’t want my little cousin getting pregnant with my child, and I don’t have a condom.” I shrug my shoulders.

“I’m gerçek resimli gaziantep escort bayan on the pill.” He smirks at me.

“You really want me, don’t you?” I nod my head looking at the ground. He walks over and uses the tips of his fingers to look me in the eyes. “That’s a good thing because I want you way too much to be alone in this.” I blush at his comment. “Now dry off and head to your room.” I smile, dry off, walk into my bedroom, and lay on my bed. He comes in a few moments later. He straddles me and kisses my neck while whispering sweet things in my ear.

I love you so much my little Valerie

You’re perfect in every way

I can’t wait to mark you as mine

His kisses slowly make their way down my body stopping at my boobs. He licks and flicks at my right nipple. Then slowly he switches sides. I arch my back in the undeniable pleasure. He slowly starts kissing down to my inner thighs. He lifts his head up to growl “I bet you taste heavenly.” Then I feel his tongue licking at the most intimate part of my body. Another moan makes its way into the air, and this time it’s a loud one. This feels almost too pleasuring, but I don’t want him to stop. I wrap my thighs around his head. In a few moments I start to feel myself tighten.

“What’s happening?” I start to freak out and push him away, but his hands keep him in place. My body tightens until bolts of pleasure take over my senses. Some liquid splashes out of me as it floods into X’s mouth. He straddles me again “Oh my God! Are you okay? Did I pee? I’m so confused. I’m sor-” He cuts me off with a kiss. He pulls back.

“It’s called an orgasm. You started moving away, but I wanted to taste you. You didn’t pee. It felt great though, didn’t it?” I smile and nod my head. “Do you want to stop there? We don’t have to make love tonight if you don’t want to.” I start crying, but he kisses away the tears. “What’s wrong love? Do you regret it?”

“You don’t want me,” I cry.

“Valerie look at me.” My eyes find his through the tears. “I want you more than you could ever imagine. Hell I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone else, but you feel good right now. When I first enter you, it’ll hurt like Hell. I don’t want to ruin the moment.”

“But it’ll feel even better after that, gerçek resimli gaziantep bayan escort won’t it?” He slowly nods his head. “I want you right now.” I give him a reassuring kiss.

“Fuck Valerie, you’re going to ruin me.” I smile up at him. He slowly pushes himself into me, and he’s right; It hurts like Hell. I grit my teeth. He just stays still to allow myself to get used to it. “I’m so sorry little V. Do you want me to stop?” I shake my head no. Once the pain slowly stops, I start to move my hips. This feels like paradise. There are no words to give this feeling justice. I don’t know what I like more: The fact that he’s my cousin or the feeling it’s bringing. It’s so overwhelming I get caught up in the moment. No one else exists: just X and me. He grabs my hips to stop me rom moving.

“Please don’t move Valerie. I don’t have enough self control,” he pleads.

“But it feels so good.”

“Yeah?” He smirks down at me. I nod my head. Then he starts moving out and back in over and over again. In and out. In and out. In and out. After a few more thrusts, I’m about to orgasm again. “I can feel you little V. Just relax.” I shut my eyes tightly letting myself feel all the pleasure it brings as I scream his name out. “Fuck little V. You feel so good.” He positions us, so that each of his arms are beside each of my shoulders, so he can kiss me eager to please me even more. “I’m so close.”

“Cum inside me. I need you to.”

“Are you sure?” I nod my head as he grabs onto the headboard. I feel him to start to shake and him release into me. Feeling him do that sends me over the edge, so he stays in me until I’m done. Then he gracefully pulls out of me and lays on his back. “And you wondered why I wanted the party called off.” He laughs while I roll onto my side to look him in the eyes.

“How long have you known?”

“That you were spying on me?” I nod my head shyly avoiding eye contact. “Little V?” I look back into his eyes. “I’m glad you did. I’ve wanted you for years now.” I smile as butterflies erupt in my stomach.

“You have?” He nods his head smirking at me. “I have too, but lately I just can’t help myself.”

“I love you little V.”

“I love you too X.” He kisses me on the cheek before rolling on his back to switch the light off. When he lays back down, I rest my head on his chest. He chuckles at me as a smile is placed on my lips. Silence overcomes the room.

“Little V?”

“Hmm,” I reply before I yawn.

“I shouldn’t be selfish, but I want to be the only one to make love to you, ok?” Butterflies swarm in my stomach.

“Why?”

“Because I want you to be mine, and I don’t like sharing.” I giggle at his territorial attitude. “Do you promise?”

“I promise.”

“Good, you’re mine now little V.” I nod my head before slowly drifting off to sleep.

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So, after twenty-five years of marriage here, I am newly divorced. The kids are all off on their own. The last five years being completely miserable. My ex-husband, Bill, and I absolutely detested each other. We slept in separate rooms in our home. When we did see each other, we went out of our way to cause tension for each other. Now with the divorce final, we ultimately sold our house. Although I was thrilled it was finally over, I was embarrassed that I was going live with my brother, Jim, in his two-bedroom condo.

Being single was scary, and I was terrified of being lonely and alone for the rest of my life. It had been seven years since I was intimate consistently and five years since I had sex. I had no appreciation for what to do with my life. He would check in on me, try to get me to live a little, and console me when I went through times of depression. We have always been close and supportive of each other.

Jim and I would have a Friday night routine of ordering takeout and watching shows we missed during the week or a documentary. We had the same tastes in TV shows, movies, docuseries, and we both were exhausted from our work schedules. On one specific Friday, Jim asked me, “Hey Trish, how about we watch a movie instead of our normal TV night on the couch?”

“Sounds good to me. I’m exhausted and not sure I will make it through an entire movie. I’m going to get in the shower, then put my comfy clothes on. What’s for dinner?” I asked.

“OK, Trish. I was thinking pizza. I was thinking about getting some beer too. Do you want me to grab you anything else while I’m out?”

I had to think for a moment. Jim nor I were big drinkers. I liked a glass of wine here and there, so I decided, “fuck it!” “Yes, can you grab me a bottle of wine? Ask the store to pick a good bottle, if you don’t mind.”

Jim was impressed, “Look at you. Deciding to live a little, finally, good for you. Next thing you know, you’ll be telling me to grab tequila.” Jim was laughing, cracking himself up at my expense.

I like that Jim would talk trash, it was comical, and he had no malicious intent. It was his personality. I wasn’t going to let him get the best of me tonight. “You know what, grab the tequila, pussy. I’ll drink you under the table, lightweight.” Now, I was laughing.

Jim looked at me with confusion, “You’re serious?”

“Yes, I’m serious. Why? Are you scared?” I asked.

“HAHA, I’m not scared; A sip of wine, a shot of tequila, and you’ll be down for the count. Tomorrow, I’ll spend the day making fun of you.”

“Shut up, Jim. Go get dinner and the drinks so I can drink you under the table.” When Jim left, I got in the shower and thought about how much fun I found our back and forth with each other.

As I put on my loose-fitting t-shirt and sweat shorts, I realized that I shouldn’t have talked so much trash. I was exhausted and could’ve passed out at that moment. I couldn’t let Jim be right. I had to at least have a glass of wine and a shot or two. I went into the living room, and Jim picked a psycho-thriller movie for us to watch while he poured us both a glass of wine and two shots each.

Without hesitation, I downed both shots immediately. I thought it was a good way to save face and keep my older brother from talking shit to me. “Pass me a slice, please,” I said without missing a beat.

“Jeez, Trish. I guess you weren’t just talking shit when you said you were going to live a little.”

“No, Jim, I wasn’t talking shit. You’re right; I do need to live a little. I’m done with the tequila. Drink your shots, pussy,” I said as I pushed him with my foot while giggling the whole time.

Jim downed his shots while we ate pizza and drank wine. About a half-hour into the movie, the wine, tequila, and exhaustion were settling in on me. I decided to lay down on the couch and put my legs across Jim’s lap, asking, “you don’t mind, do you?

“To be honest, I’m too tired and buzzed to care about anything,” Jim stated.

“HAHA, I thought you were going to drink me under the table? You’re such a pussy! Will you rub my feet, please,” I pleaded?

To my surprise, Jim responded, “Sure, brat.”

Jim started rubbing my feet slowly, seeming unaware. I, on the other hand, felt amazing. Or maybe the exhaustion and alcohol had caught up with me. Either way, I lay there enjoying the tingling running up my legs. Jim asked, “does that feel good?”

I took a deep, slow breath and whispered, “yes.” Jim’s hands started to move up my legs. Lightly running his fingers over my legs, suddenly going into a deep rub on my thighs. Even though my eyes were closed, I could feel my eyes rolling into my head from the sensations. As the rubbing continued, I felt his hand move to the inside of my thighs, slowly massaging, squeezing. I slightly parted my legs while my body tensed up. I didn’t open my eyes; I was fearful of ruining the moment while feeling dirty by enjoying what was happening to me.

Suddenly, I felt Jim’s grup seks yapan gaziantep escort finger brush against my slit. It was brief, and at that moment, I believed it was an accident, so, other than a hushed moan, I didn’t acknowledge it. I didn’t want to make a big deal out of something accidental. Jim’s hands continued to explore my legs, moving throughout my thighs. I heard Jim turn the TV off when I felt his hand move up to the elastic waistband of my shorts, slipping his hand into the top of my shorts, grazing right above my mound with his fingers. I did not move or say anything when I heard Jim whisper, “Trish, you awake?”

I didn’t respond. Harsh reality started to impact me that we were both drunk, exhausted and acting out of control. I conspicuously thought if I were asleep, Jim would come to his senses, and this would be over. Jim slowly lowered his relentless hand when I felt his finger stroke my clit. I hated that I felt a lightning bolt travel through my body as he rubbed my clit. Although this only happened for a few seconds, I could have sworn it was hours. The sensation of being touched caused my body to inadvertently flinch, startling Jim as he quickly removed his hand from my shorts.

Jim went off to his bedroom as I continued to pretend I was asleep, so I slept on the couch. My mind was racing with what had just occurred. I couldn’t process my brother brushing against my slit or putting his hands down my shorts to play with my clit. I was grossed out; by the situation and worried about how we were going to be capable of interacting with each other moving forward. My mind did not allow me to go to sleep. A few hours later, I went to my bedroom to sleep in my bed.

On Saturday morning, I was embarrassed and struggling to leave my bedroom. I did not want to face Jim. I finally got the courage and went to the kitchen where Jim was sitting, drinking his coffee. “Hey, good morning. How’d you sleep?” he asked.

“Good morning. I didn’t sleep great. Rough night, ya know?” I didn’t really know what to say in this moment.

“As you probably figured out, I don’t drink much. I hope I wasn’t rude. I don’t remember much beyond eating and drinking the shots and then the wine. Everything is a blank, probably why I don’t drink.”

I didn’t know whether to feel relieved or furious over the fact that he was telling me he didn’t remember touching me. I instinctively replied, “No worries, Jim. You were fine. The alcohol affected me too. We should stay away from drinking. We’re both lightweights. Probably better off not remembering.”

“Was I that obnoxious? Now I gotta know what I did. Tell me!” Jim pleaded.

“Trust me, you don’t want to know. It’s embarrassing…Actually, its humiliating. We still have to be siblings and live together.” I said as laughed nervously.

“Jeez, now I’m scared to know. I hope I didn’t do anything stupid.”

I could see the confusion and nervousness on his face. I was debating whether to tell him or not. “Don’t worry, Jim. We should let it go to save us both from the embarrassment.”

“Trish, I’d like to know what it is I did that was so embarrassing that obviously bothered you. I hope you realize that I would never do something that would cause you harm.”

I knew Jim wasn’t going to let it go. I was starting to get emotional about having to admit what happened. How am I going to explain that I knew what was going on and did nothing to stop it? How am I going to explain that I continuously ran last night through my head and enjoyed the tingly sensations it caused, even though it disgusted me? “OK, Jim…You, umm, yeah…umm…put your hand…um…into my shorts, and…umm…touched me.” There I thought, I said it, now what?

There was a brief silence that seemed to last forever. “Trish, I did that? What the fuck! I am so sorry! I can’t believe I did something like that. What the fuck is wrong with me.”

I could tell Jim legitimately didn’t remember what happened and was distraught over it. “No big deal, we were both drunk, and I’m not mad, just embarrassed. Now we both know to stick to a glass of wine because neither of us can handle our liquor. Are we OK?” I wanted us both to forget it ever happened. That’s the only way we would be able to move on.

Jim looked relieved by my response, “You’re embarrassed? How do you think I feel? No more shots of tequila for us. Can we forget this ever happened, please? And, yes, we are OK!”

For the next six months, we would spend our Friday nights ordering takeout, having wine, and going about our lives. Occasionally Jim would rub my feet for me with no inappropriateness.

Then, the pandemic hit, and everything went into lockdown. The first three months of the pandemic were chaotic. Not being able to go to work or go out and do anything became monotonous. Now every night turned into what we would normally do on Fridays. We settled into our grup seks yapan gaziantep escort bayan new lives of being in the house with nothing to do on a day in and day out basis.

Jim’s fifty-third birthday was approaching, and I asked him, “So, besides a cake, is there anything else you want to do for your birthday? I know, there is so much to choose from.” I chuckled at myself as I tried giving a quizzical look. “Well?”

I could tell Jim was thinking when he said, “Yeah, I want us to get shitfaced. I’m so sick and tired of being in lockdown in the house with nothing to do. At least then I can let loose and attempt to have a good time. I’m just tired of this fucking pandemic! I feel like I’m losing my mind and can’t take it anymore.”

For the first time, I could see the toll this pandemic was having on Jim. I could see him breaking down while trying to hold himself together. I hated seeing him like this, “Fuck-it, we should get shitfaced today. We don’t have to wait for your birthday. We don’t have anything to do tomorrow. What difference does it make? Do we still have that big bottle of tequila? I know we got plenty of wine. But you need to cheer the fuck up. I hope you’re not gonna cry or be depressed all day.”

I could see Jim’s face change from depressed to a smile. “HAHA, I’m a happy drunk, I think. When I can remember, I think I’m a happy drunk.”

Did he just make a joke about what happened the last time we got drunk? At first thought, I was offended. Then I thought, this pandemic has taken its toll on me too. I thought Fuck it, as I responded, “From what I remember, you’re a pervy drunk, smartass.” As I walked away, I could feel him looking at my wide, round ass. When I got into my bedroom, I felt anxiety running through me. I was completely uncomfortable; I just wanted to try and cheer Jim up. It’s been overwhelming living through this pandemic, but I felt like I may have opened a door or misled a conversation with him. Then I thought to myself, “stop overthinking everything. He’s your brother and wouldn’t try anything like that again. I yelled out to Jim, “I’m gonna jump in the shower and get into some clean clothes.”

When I got out of the shower, I hurried into my bedroom. As I was drying off, I looked into my full-length mirror. Posing for myself, I had to admit, for a forty-six-year-old mother of two adults, I looked good. Yes, I had wide hips, but my ass was perfectly round. My tits were freakishly firm. Although I wish my thighs weren’t as thick as they were, I had to admit, I looked good. I found my comfy clothes, a loose-fitting t-shirt, and my favorite gym shorts. I probably should have put a bra and panties on, but the shorts and shorts were so baggy that I felt it was unnecessary. I went into the living room, and it looked like Jim had started drinking without me. “Starting early, I see,” I spoke.

“I had to; I’m so stressed out. Come have some shots with me. Let’s get fucked up and forget everything that is going on in this world for one night, have some fun. Deal?”

I agreed with Jim that it would be nice to forget everything, even if for one night only. “YES, PLEASE! I’ve never wanted to get drunk more than I do tonight! Keep the shots coming.” I downed a shot, then demanded, “ANOTHER, PLEASE!” Without hesitation, Jim poured me another one. As I downed that shot, I followed it up with a huge gulp of wine. “C’mon lightweight keep up.” I had already started feeling the effects of the alcohol, so I downed the third shot, filled my glass with wine, and sat back in the couch, putting my feet on Jim’s lap.

Jim asked, “I’m guessing you want me to rub your feet?”

“Yes, please!” I whined.

“How about we have a few more shots first? Then I’ll rub whatever you want.”

“Haha! Are we negotiating now? How about one more shot, then you rub my feet?” I was nervous that if I drank much more alcohol, I would be too drunk to know what was going on.

Jim smiled and said, “OK, two shots, and it’s a deal. I’m going to have about five while you decide on what you’re going to do.” And with that, he started downing shot after shot. Jim then handed me a shot and told me, “Stop being a pussy and drink up.” I downed the shot then Jim poured me two more. Telling me, “Last two, I promise. Then I’ll rub anything as I promised.”

“OK, Jim. I’m already shitfaced. No more for me after these last two. And all I asked you to rub was my feet.” I downed the last two shots and followed it up with another big gulp of wine. Then I laid back and put my feet back on his lap. Jim lifted my legs and moved closer to me, placing my legs back down. My thighs were on top of his thighs.

Jim started rubbing my feet, and it felt amazing. I wasn’t sure if it was because he was good at giving foot massages or because the alcohol had taken full effect on me. Jim would move his hands briefly to my legs, then trace his fingers grup seks yapan gaziantep bayan escort back down to my feet. The more he did this without me saying anything, the more often he would do it. Each time, moving his hands closer to my thighs. I did not protest because I was comfortable, and it felt good. For the most part, I was aware of what was going on and didn’t feel the need to say anything at this point.

I was feeling tired and ridiculously comfortable when I started to doze off. I was fighting to stay awake, but I knew I wasn’t going to last. “Jim, I think I’m gonna head off to bed. I’m dozing and don’t want to fall asleep out here.” As I said this, I attempted to get up, and my legs gave out on me, and I lost my balance. Luckily Jim guided my body. So, I didn’t just fall on the floor and hurt myself.

When I collapsed on the couch, Jim started laughing. And asked, “Are you OK, you fuckin lightweight?”

I started laughing hysterically, “I think I’m drunker than I thought. I don’t think my legs are going to work.”

I could not stop laughing, and Jim was laughing uncontrollably on the couch together. Jim asked, “Want me to help you get into your room?”

“If you don’t mind, that would be helpful. Otherwise, I’m gonna have to crawl.” I said in-between laughing.

Jim took my arm, put it around his shoulders, then put one of his arms around my waist. Jim instructed me, “On three, we stand up. One, two, three, let’s go!”

As we stood up, I felt Jim’s arm wrap around me under my shirt, on my bare skin. I noticed it but didn’t think it was odd. As we walked to my bedroom, I felt his hand slip down my shorts and grip my hip. “Hey, perv, be careful. I can feel where your hand is.” Then I started laughing again.

Jim said convincingly, “I needed to get a better grip. I don’t want to get blamed for you falling, lush.” Once we were in my room, Jim sat me on the edge of my bed. “Gimme a minute. I’ll pull the blankets down for you so you can get under them.”

I noticed Jim was using the bed to balance himself. I asked, “Are you OK? You look like you’re going to fall on the floor.”

“I’m drunker than I thought. Once you’re in bed, I might just pass out on your floor for a little bit.”

I felt bad that I couldn’t help Jim more. We both overdid the drinking, but we needed to unwind. I offered, “Just crash here until you feel better. If you want.”

Jim responded, “Thanks. That’s probably a good idea. Just don’t puke on me, please.”

Jim pulled the sheets and blankets down and climbed into the bed. I crawled into the bed next to him, wishing my full-size bed was a bit bigger. Jim lay on his side facing me. While I lay on my stomach, facing away from him. I felt Jim put his hand on my back as he started to rub my upper back. I did not say anything because I thought it was harmless, and it felt good. This continued for a few minutes, and I had briefly fallen asleep. I woke up to Jim breathing heavily close to me with his hand in my shorts, rubbing my hip as his hand traveled over my ass. I was disorientated now and didn’t say anything as he felt me up. Part of me was terrified, and the other part of me; wanted to see how far he would go.

I felt Jim move to a kneeling position next to me. I felt my shirt being pulled up as I clenched my teeth and eyes out of fear. Jim lowered his lips to my back and started lightly kissing and sucking down my spine while his hands traveled over my back and legs. Once his lips reached my lower back, I felt his body shift, hooking my shorts with his fingers as he slowly lowered my shorts down my thighs. Then Jim spread my ass cheeks apart as he buried his face between them, licking my asshole. I bit down on my lip so hard I thought I was going to bite it off as he continued his assault on my ass. I slowly started to lift my ass so he could get better access. As I did this, Jim positioned himself right behind me and started licking from my asshole, down my pussy slit, and back up to my asshole. My body was quivering. My hands were gripping the sheets as I let out a whispering moan, “uuuuhhhhh…fuuuuccckkkk.”

Suddenly, Jim stopped eating my pussy and ass. I felt him maneuvering on the bed, and my hips and ass were rocking back and forth, begging for the attention to continue. Jim started slowly sliding a finger up and down my slit with one hand, then used his other hand to grab my hair. Jim lifted my head, turning it to face him, telling me, “Open your mouth.” I did what Jim demanded that I do when I felt his cock entering my mouth while he gripped my hair, pulling my head down to the base of his cock. Jim’s cock continued to go in and out of my mouth. I could feel it growing larger and larger. At the same time, his finger was rapidly going in and out of my pussy. My body was being violated in ways it never had been, and I was on fire. Then, it all stopped. Jim told me, “Lay down on your back.” Again, I did as I was told. I laid down with my knees arched, with my legs parted, looking up at Jim. Jim looked down at me, gripping the collar of my t-shirt, when he asked, “Why is this still on?” He then ripped my shirt completely off. I could feel my pussy pumping its juices out and drenching my bed. I knew what we were doing was wrong, but my body wanted to be ravished so badly at this moment that I no longer cared about right or wrong.

Jim slapped his cock on my lips, telling me, “You want my cock, don’t you, sis?”

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It was a pleasant dinner. Kate drank plenty of wine and spoke in a cascade of hurried words about all sorts of trivial subjects. She brought up the soccer game tomorrow, and how much she was looking forward to seeing Nick play. She hadn’t attended his soccer games for a few years, and the siblings exchanged a surprised glance at this. The more she drank, the more Kate talked about how fine a man Chris was and how lucky Alyson was to have him. She didn’t make much eye contact with her daughter while she made small talk about the garden, yoga, and other sundry topics.

After dinner, Nick and Alyson helped their mother clean up and followed her into the living room where she picked up a book and curled on the couch. She gave Nick a tight smile before putting on her glasses. With Alyson home, Kate clearly didn’t want to mess around with him. The siblings went up to Nick’s room and sat in awkward silence for a while. Nick was on his desk chair, and Alyson sat cross-legged on his bed.

“So …” Nick rubbed his forearm absentmindedly. He was so used to their physical intimacy, it felt strange to sit alone with her and keep his distance. “Are you coming to my game tomorrow, too?”

“It’s in the afternoon?”

Nick nodded.

“Chris wants me to go to the gym with him in the afternoon.” Alyson sighed.

“You’re not going to do that.” Nick frowned. “So, I’ll see you at the game?”

“I feel like I shouldn’t stand up Chris. We’ll see, okay?” Alyson watched her brother nod, and they sat in silence again. After a while, she made eye contact with him. They both blushed. “What did you and Mom do today?”

“Um … we made a Bolognaise sauce.” Nick feigned innocence.

“You know what I’m talking about.” Alyson rolled her eyes at him. “We’re waaaay beyond being coy.”

“I thought you were patching things up with Chris and didn’t want to stay in the loop … so to speak.” Nick wasn’t quite sure what she wanted, but he wanted to give it to her.

“Yes, but now there’s another riddle. Well, actually there’s a riddle to get to a riddle. And …” Alyson shrugged.

“I thought we were ignoring the last riddle. The dog ate our homework, remember?” Nick was getting a little annoyed. He wanted to spoon her and go back to the way things were, but he didn’t know what she wanted.

“Just tell me about Mom, okay?”

Nick wasn’t going to argue. He loved telling his sister about what he’d been up to. He remembered how she used to twist her face in disgust when he told her about his progress with the riddles. Now, her mouth hung slightly open, and her eyes got quite dreamy. Eventually, he finished recounting the day. The way Alyson looked at him seemed to beg for a kiss. He kept his butt in the chair, not wanting to violate any of her new rules.

“She’s big like me now? With milk? I can’t believe I didn’t notice.” Alyson felt warmth in her belly. Her panties were soaking.

“She’s not like you. Her boobs look more like … I don’t know … mom boobs. They hang a little more.”

“But you said they were gorgeous.” Alyson cocked her head at him.

“They are. They’re perfect mom boobs. And yours are perfect, too. Just different.” Nick felt the land mines all around him. He hated talking about bodies.

Alyson’s laugh was kind. “I was just curious, don’t have a stroke.” She leaned back. “I sort of wish I could see them. I can’t believe I fell for the oversized sweater trick. That’s my trick.”

“Maybe you’re supposed to see them.” Nick rolled his chair a little closer to her. She still had her kiss me face on. “We don’t know why Enki gave her milk.”

“Maybe he was just being perverted.”

“Well, that’s a given.” Nick nodded and moved his chair a little closer still. “Everything Enki does is perverted.”

Alyson looked over at her brother, her lips still parted. He was right next to the bed now. “Well, are you going to kiss me or what?”

“I thought you said …” Nick sat frozen in his chair, hesitating.

“Sometimes you need to read the room, Nicky. Take a risk.”

“Okay.” He playfully lunged from his chair and took her in his arms. They giggled together as they fell sideways on the bed. He cut off their laughter with a kiss. Her tongue was as lively and playful as ever. So, she wanted him to kiss her, even when she’d asked for space. He was learning new things outside the loops. He wasn’t sure about the subtleties of “reading the room,” but he was excited to learn more.

Alyson joyfully let his fingers knead her boob, his desire never clearer. It thrilled her to be wanted. Eventually, she broke the kiss. “We need an alarm or something … in case Mom comes up here.”

“We could just go to your apartment.”

Alyson wrinkled her nose at him. “You think Mom’s going to let you sleep over?”

“It is the weekend.” Nick was feeling more confident. “I’ll kiss you while you think about it.” They made out for a while longer. Now working under her shirt, genç gaziantep escort he pulled her bra cup out of the way. Her tit was so wonderfully malleable.

She pushed her brother away. “Okay, let’s see what she says.” She fixed her bra, straightened her shirt, and got off of bed. “Go grab what you need for a sleepover.”

“Right.” Nick grinned at her. He retrieved his toothbrush and a change of clothes, stuffed them into his backpack, and met his sister downstairs.

They found their mom still curled up in the living room. Kate took off her reading glasses and put down her book when she saw them. She smiled at Nick, still avoiding eye contact with Alyson. “What’s up?”

“I’m going to spend the night over at Alyson’s apartment,” Nick said.

“Really?” Kate raised her eyebrows. “What about the game tomorrow?”

“I’ll be back by then.” Nick put his arm around Alyson’s shoulders. “She’ll drive me.”

“And what about the party tonight? I bet you still have time. You could take Alyson with you.” Kate turned her eyes toward her daughter. “Maggie Chalmers invited Nick to a party.”

“Theeee Maggie Chalmers?” Alyson was impressed. Women were noticing the new Nick. Nevertheless, she didn’t want to go to a high school party. She wanted to spend some alone time with her brother and forget all about what a jerk her fiancé had been. “I mean … we could go.”

“Alyson and I are just going to hang out at her place.” Nick saw his mom’s eyes narrow. He shouldn’t have used the same euphemism that his mom used for all the naughty stuff they were doing together. “You know, some video games and pizza and talking about stuff,” he added quickly.

“Well … have fun.” Kate watched Nick carefully. “I wish you’d reconsider going to the party.”

“Maybe next time.” Nick headed toward the door. “Bye Mom, love you.”

“Love you, Mom.” Alyson followed him out.

“Bye, you two.” Kate watched them go with a frown. Was it possible that Alyson and Nick were …? She shook her head. It was impossible. And even if they’d go for it, there’s no way Nick would have had the time to do dirty things with both his mother and sister. Kate had kept him very busy recently.

~~

On the drive into the city, Alyson and Nick traded guesses about what anoint the cube with joined exultation and receive the riddle within meant. They spent a long time arguing about it.

Nick finally settled on what he thought had to be the answer. “Mom has milk for a reason, Alyson. Enki wants us to mix the milk and put it on the cube.”

“I don’t know, Nicky. The clue said ‘joined exultation.'” Alyson spun the wheel and turned down her street.

“That means your boob feels good, right? See, it fits.” Nick shrugged.

“Oh my God. I can’t believe we’re talking about this.” Alyson shook her head. “It does feel good, dummy. But I’m not exultant. That would mean that it feels really, really good. I don’t think that’s it.” She parked the car in her spot and turned off the ignition. “Who cares. The dog ate our homework, right?” She got out of the car.

“Right.” Nick got out, too. He looked down the street and saw Chris walking toward them down the sidewalk, lit by a streetlamp. “The dog,” Nick whispered under his breath.

“What?” Alyson locked the car. She hadn’t noticed Chris yet.

“Look who’s here.” Nick pointed at her fiancé.

“What the fuck, Alyson?” Chris wobbled a little as he made his way toward them. “You stood me up for your little shit of a brother?”

“Hey, man.” Nick stood up straighter. He flexed his hand, remembering how much it had hurt when he’d punched his father.

“It’s okay, Nicky.” Alyson held out her hand as if to hold Nick back, but he hadn’t moved. “What are you talking about, Chris? We didn’t have plans tonight.”

“We did, we did.” Chris’s speech was slurred. “I thought you were off cheating on me with some … stud. But you’re babysitting your brother. Can’t get a real date?”

“Go home, Chris. You’re drunk.” Alyson took Nick’s hand and dragged him quickly to the door of her apartment building. She entered the code and the door clicked.

“Look, I’m sorry.” Chris stopped his pursuit about ten feet away from the siblings. “It’s just you’ve been sort of cunty lately and –“

“Stop!” Alyson held tight to Nick’s wrist as her brother lunged toward Chris. “He’s drunk. He doesn’t mean it.”

Nick wasn’t about to fight his sister to fight her fiancé. He relented and let her pull him into the apartment building.

Alyson stuck her head out of the door. “Go home, Chris. We’ll talk tomorrow.” She closed the door before Chris could respond.

“Does he have the code? Or a key?” Nick didn’t feel like sleeping anyplace Chris could sneak into.

“No key. Come on.” Alyson pulled him up the stairs to her apartment. She listened intently, but didn’t hear the click of the door behind them. She fumbled her keys out of her purse, dropped them, and Nick handed them gaziantep genç escort back to her. “Thanks.” Her hands shook as she put the key in her lock and opened the door. They darted inside and she locked the door after them, leaning heavily on it.

“Are you okay?” Nick unclenched his fists when he saw how pale and drawn his sister’s face was.

“No … no … I’m not.” Her purse vibrated. And then vibrated again. She pulled out her phone, saw it was Chris texting her and reached her arm back to throw the thing across the room.

Nick put his hand on hers and kept her from doing something she might regret later. He put the vibrating phone back in her purse.

“Oh … Nicky … I’m sorry you had to see those that. He’s normally very sweet. He just had too much to drink.” She blinked her tear-filled eyes, her lips parted. The look of concern on his face helped calm her down.

“I’m sure you’ll handle it how you think is best.” It took every ounce of willpower not to rip into Chris. He paused, took a deep breath, and read the room. He leaned in and pinned her against the door with his body. He could feel her melting into him. He kissed the tears from her cheeks. “And I’ll always be here for you, no matter what happens.”

“Thank you … Nicky.” She ran her hands over his back, scratching at his shirt with her nails. When their tongues entwined, she forgot completely about Chris. Nick somehow knew exactly what she needed. She jumped into his arms, wrapped her legs around him, and let him carry her over to the sofa. They fell on the cushions together, lips still locked, and made out for a long time.

Eventually, clothes came off. Shirts, pants, shoes, socks. Nick kissed his way down her body, pulled off her panties, and spread her legs.

“I really thought this wasn’t going to happen again.” Alyson marveled at the intensity and reverence in his face as he gazed at her pussy. She opened her legs wider for him. “And here we are. After only a few days we … ooooohhhhhhhhh … I’m so wet … Nicky.” She pressed her head back into the cushion and let him go to work. “Oh … Nick … oooohhhhhh … Nick … right … there.” Her hips bucked with her first orgasm as he worked her with his fingers and tongue. “Eeeeiiiiiiiiiiii.” Her whole body shook and her toes curled. When she’d recovered, she luxuriated in rolling waves of pleasure. “You’re … ugh … so good … ugh … so good … to meeeeeeee.” She came again.

Nick brought his sister to a series of orgasms. He savored the pleasure he gave her. His cock pulsed hard and ready, the head sticking out beyond the waistband of his boxers. But he didn’t even think about getting his dick involved. It was enough to be the cause of so much joy. Her screams of ecstasy echoed around the room. When he found her g-spot, she nearly wriggled off the couch, squirting all over. Nick imagined Chris listening, defeated and deflated, at the apartment’s front door, or maybe on the street below.

“Okay … okay … that’s too much … Nick.” Alyson panted and pushed his head away from her pussy. “Look at you. You’re … a mess. My God.” She laughed when she saw how wet his face was.

Nick laughed along with her. “Feel better? Still thinking about him?”

“Who’s him? I forgot … already.” Alyson reached behind her back and removed her bra. Her smile widened when she saw how the new view affected Nick. “I want to do something nice for you. You like these, right?” She cupped her breasts and jiggled them a little. She was not disappointed by his response.

“Yes!” Nick jumped on her, buried his face in her tits, and motorboated her.

“That’s … not … what I meant.” Alyson’s laugh was uproarious, almost as loud as when she was cumming a few minutes before. She pushed him away from her boobs. “Ew, you got them wet.” They both laughed at that, too.

“It’s your fault.” Nick sat up on the sofa and watched her drop to her knees in front of him. “What were you thinking of doing?”

“Chris doesn’t like these, but you do.” She took hold of her boobs, pressed them together, and bounced them a little for him. “What do you want?”

“I feel like this is a trick question.” Nick wanted to keep the comparisons going with Chris. But he didn’t know how to do it without killing the mood. “I love your tits, Alyson.”

“And I love making you happy, Nicky.” Alyson leaned forward and wrapped her boobs around that monstrous cock. She also loved the thing’s heft and its veiny, aggressive aspect. But she didn’t feel like saying that out loud. She spit on the shaft and moved her breasts up and down. “How’s that?”

“It’s lovely.” Nick exhaled slowly. He and Alyson were back together. And her dumb fiancé was locked outside. What could be better? He thought of his mother. Well, there was that. “Keep … doing that … Alyson.” They hadn’t turned on any lights, but there was streetlight falling through the windows. It created long shadows around them, and gave gaziantep genç escort bayan her face an almost supernatural look as she stared down at his cockhead. “You look … so hot … like that.”

“Thanks … Nicky.” She was completely enamored of him. Taming his wild cock with her boobs gave her such a rush. If she hadn’t already been Niagara Falls, the moment would have soaked her. “You have been … so good to me … through all this.” She kept stroking him with her boobs and looked up into his shadowed face. “You supported me … when I … needed it.” Her spit and his cock made a squelching sound between her breasts. She tried not to let it distract her. “You gave me … space … when I asked … for it.”

“I love you … Alyson.” Nick was having one of those moments of gratitude for Enki’s meddling.

“I love you … too … Nicky.” Suddenly, Alyson stopped her work, stood up, and pulled Nick roughly from the couch by the hand. “Come on … we’re going to try something.” She led him into her bedroom and closed the curtains. She sat him down on the bed and walked out to the bathroom.

“Um … Alyson … what’s going on? You sort of left me high and dry.” Nick sat patiently waiting, his cock standing at attention, bouncing slightly with his pulse.

“If this works, you’ll be happy with me. I promise,” she called from the bathroom. She found what she was looking for and returned to the bedroom, her hands hidden behind her.

“You are so beautiful.” Nick’s eyes widened to take in the sight of her tits bouncing and shaking in the gloom. “Can we get a light or something?”

“Yeah, sorry.” Alyson moved over to her dresser, lit a candle, and turned to face her brother. Her hands were still behind her back. “I just want you to know, you deserve this.”

“Deserve what?” Nick raised his eyebrows, genuinely confused. His gaze lifted from his sister’s tits to her sparkling, brown eyes.

“This.” Alyson pulled a foil packet from behind her back and held it up like it was the Holy Grail.

“Um … wow.” Nick was at a loss for words. Did she really mean it?

“That’s it? All you can say is ‘wow’?” Alyson smiled. She had hoped he’d be tongue-tied.

“When you first saw my dick, you said it was too big, or something like that.”

“Are you trying to talk me out of this?” She put her hands on her bare hips and frowned. “Because that’s what it sounds like.”

“No, let’s do it.” He decided not to mention that this was his first time. He’d never made it this far with Jess.

“You know how to put one of these on?” Alyson tore the foil packet. Her body buzzed with anticipation and fear. She had no idea if she could actually take him but was about to find out.

“I think so.” Nick reached out his hand to take the condom.

Alyson moved over to him and slapped his hand away. “We’re playing with fire here. ‘I think so’ doesn’t cut it.” Her voiced carried some playful sarcasm. She bent down, giving him a good view of her dangling breasts, and slowly rolled the condom onto him. The latex looked thin, straining to hold a size it hadn’t been made for. It only went down about a third of his length. She frowned. “Chris is pretty big, I thought this would fit better.”

“I’m bigger than Chris?” Nick smiled, but she didn’t return the smile.

“My bad. Let’s not talk about him.” She pulled her engagement ring off and set it on her nightstand. A nervous smile returned to her lips when she turned back to Nick. “I’m not sure this will work. But I am sure I want to try. We both deserve something special after all we’ve been through. You with me?”

“I’m with you.” Nick nodded and moved to the center of the bed. He guessed she’d want to be on top, so he lay on his back and waited.

“Right. Here we go.” She took one last look at the overtaxed condom. “Just to be safe, pull out beforehand, okay?” She crawled onto the bed and mounted him, holding her hips high over him so that his cock had room below her.

“Got it.” He reached up and kneaded her breasts. He wasn’t sure what he was supposed to be doing, so he focused on her boobs.

“I’m going to go … really slow.” Alyson reached under her and held his cock. She had no second thoughts. “God … damn … you’re huuuuuggggeee.” She lowered her weight and felt him push at her opening. The pain did not surprise her. Her breath became shallow and muscles tensed all over her body. “I don’t … know … if this will … work.”

Unconsciously, Nick slid his hands down to her hips and applied steady downward pressure. “You’re doing … great … Alyson. You’re perfect. Best … sister … ever.”

“Uuuugggghhhhhhhhh.” Her brother’s words increased her determination. He was now really stretching her. Maybe he’d already ruined her pussy for Chris, but she found that she didn’t care. Nick and his steadily digging cock were all that mattered. “It’s … ooohhhhhhh … really … deep.”

“Keep … going.” Nick found he couldn’t feel much with the condom, so he looked down between her legs. His dick was past the halfway point. He cast his gaze back to her anguished face. She would adjust, wouldn’t she?

It took over ten minutes to slide the whole thing in, but finally Alyson sat on her brother with an expression that was equal parts pain and triumph. Her body trembled and her mind felt as stretched and thin as that condom. “How does … it … feel?”

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This is a story about a girl meeting her new Daddy. It involves the ideas of breeding, milk, and virginity.

I may continue the story and have many ideas but I would prefer to find out if you like it. Constructive criticism accepted.

I apologize in advance for type-os.

*****

I sat by the window watching my Daddy direct the gardeners and started to recall what it was like when I met him.

One morning Papa told me I was going to meet my new Daddy.

I tried to ask what he meant and Papa wasn’t very forthcoming.

He told me to bathe and rid myself of hair below my neck.

Mama had shown me what to do so I was already quite smooth.

“Lottie,” she said, “it is a woman’s duty to be smooth all over.”

I didn’t understand what she meant but I had been keeping myself smooth since she showed me what to the day after my 18th birthday.

“Lottie, I have a new dress for you to wear today,” Papa said as he entered my room.

“Remove your robe and stand naked before me.”

I had never been naked in front of him before and hesitated.

“Charlotte, you know it is your duty to obey your parents. Do as you were told.”

I slowly slid my robe down my shoulders; still holding it at my waist.

“Charlotte!” He ordered as he began to undo his belt.

I did as I was told to avoid punishment.

“You have grown into a beautiful voluptuous woman Charlotte. I wish you could stay with me,” he stoically stated as he ran his finger from neck to just below my belly.

There must have been draft because my nipples got really hard when he did it.

Papa noticed and ran a finger around each. To my surprise it made them more hard and made me tingle inside.

“Charlotte, you are going to make your new Daddy so happy. Your breasts are heavy, perfect for feeding babies.”

When he lifted each of my breasts in his strong hands and squeezed, it felt like a fire started in me.

Papa told me as he walked behind me, “You have a thick firm bottom your Daddy will love to punish.”

Papa whispered in my ear as he ran his finger down the cleft in my bottom, “Does this feel good Charlotte? Me touching you?”

I didn’t know what to say and stood motionless.

Papa didn’t wait for an answer and walked to my bed and opened the box he had laid there.

He approached me with a sheer cotton shift. I noticed it was a nearly see through robe, for the most part, cream in color.

After he slid it around my shoulders and tied it loosely above my breasts he pinched my nipples.

Papa moaned and I inhaled deeply. I felt my girl parts start to dampen and I realized I did like it.

He walked to the bed and lifted a brightly colored corset that he proceeded to lace and tie tightly just below the bow between my breasts.

“You are stunning Charlotte. I’m so jealous your Daddy will get to slide inside you.”

“I think you are ready to go. Go say goodbye to Mama.”

“Goodbye?”

“Yes Lottie. Goodbye for awhile, not forever.”

I was so scared. So confused. What was going to happen to me?

I looked in the mirror and realized I might as well be naked. My dark nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric and my breasts looked large being lifted by the corset. The little cleft between my legs was visible if I shifted just right.

“Do I get a wrap Papa? I feel naked.”

“You look perfect. Your Daddy will be so pleased. Come now. Say goodbye to Mama. You don’t want to be late.”

Dutifully I went to the parlor.

“You look so perfect Lottie. An exceptional breeder, to be sure.”

I had no idea what she meant and it made me nervous.

Papa grabbed my hand as Mama kissed me and led me to the carriage out front.

I settled into the plush cushions and waved as our coachman pulled away from the only home I had ever known.

The carriage came to a stop and jolted me awake. I realized I had been dreaming about being touched, like Papa had, and I felt my face flush.

The coachman helped me to the ground and I immediately noticed a well dressed man before me.

“Charlotte, what a pleasure to meet you in person. I knew you were the right choice.”

I tried to understand what he meant as a crisp wind blew across my nipples and I remembered yabancı gaziantep escort I was basically naked. Immediately they were harder then they had ever been and I tried to cover them, folding my arms in front of me.

“Remove your arms, we will get you warmed soon enough. You really are a stunning creature and I can’t wait until you are mine fully.”

Still trying to process my predicament, I began to appraise the man before me. Quite tall in stature, his salt and pepper hair made him much older looking then he was based on his face.

I felt vulnerable and weak as this attractive man clasped my hand and led me to the stately stone mansion. It was grander than anything I had ever seen, much less dreamed of seeing.

He led me to what was presumably a library of sorts. Bookshelves lined each wall except for the one with the hearth.

He escorted me to a rug by the fire and the warmth was a welcome sensation.

“Charlotte, my name is Master Heath, you will call me Daddy.”

He walked slowly around me and I felt more naked than ever.

“You will be well taken care of here and will be treated like a princess. There are staff to attend to anything you may need.”

He stood in front of me and reached for the ties on my corset. He did not pull them.

Daddy stood over me and my entire body flushed, tingling all over, more than when Papa was this close.

“You will obey me as you did your Papa or risk punishment just the same. I expect you to refer to me as Daddy wherever we are and respond yes Daddy when expected.”

He lifted my chin and stared into my eyes.

“Yes Daddy,” eked out of my mouth and my knees felt weak.

Daddy realized this and held me close to him and as he did a primal groan escaped his lips.

He turned me and led me to a sofa near the fire and sat me on his lap.

I was inexplicably feeling moist between my thighs as he smelled my hair and gently touched my face.

“My dear Charlotte. Do you know about sex? How babies are made?”

“Yes Daddy. Mama said a man will put his seed in a woman and if she’s lucky she will get a baby. It sounded like planting the garden to me so I didn’t ask anything more.”

“My, you are quite innocent aren’t you?”

Not knowing how to respond to that I said yes Daddy but more like a question than a statement.

“I simply cannot wait to show you.”

Daddy spread my bodice with his finger and ran it down between my breasts.

I realized that my nipples were hard again and I developed goosebumps although the room was quite warm.

Daddy loosened the ribbon in my hair and my long auburn locks fell past my shoulders.

“Have you kissed a man little girl?”

He tilted my head to face his as I answered.

“No Daddy. Just my Papa.”

Daddy responded by barely brushing his lips across mine.

It startled me and I pulled back into Daddy’s arm.

“Are you afraid of me Charlotte?”

“Yes Daddy, a little. I’m scared.”

“There is no need to be Charlotte. I promised to treat you well and soon I will make you feel very, very, good.”

He lowered his head and held my chin in his hand as he kissed my lips.

I began to tingle all over and when he kissed me again, running his tongue across my lips, briefly parting them, I felt a fire build in me.

Daddy kissed me harder, exploring my mouth with his tongue, and I realized I was kissing him back.

I felt better than I ever had before and the dampness grew between my thighs.

“Your Daddy wants to slide his big cock inside you now but I promised myself I’d take my time. Daddy wants you to want my cock in you.”

There was no time for me to process as Daddy lifted me and carried me to a room with a massive four poster bed.

Standing me at the side of the bed closest to us, my calves against the satin cover.

“Charlotte, my dear sweet baby girl. The daughter I have always wanted. I’m going to make you mine. To make you want to beg for my cock, maybe not now, but you will. You are going to be a good girl and not disappoint me are you?”

“No Daddy. I’ll be good. I’m scared Daddy.”

“Don’t be. I’m going to make you a big girl.”

He stepped back and gaziantep yabancı escort slowly parted the bodice of my dress, just far enough to expose my nipples. Again, I wasn’t cold, but they were almost painfully hard. Daddy noticed.

“I can’t wait to suck these. To watch you feed our babies. To see you drip milk.”

“My cock is so hard for you already,” he said softly as he pinched my nipples, fueling the fire inside me.

“Let’s get you out of these constricting garments.”

I stood motionless while my new Daddy released me from my corset. Every motion he made was slow and deliberate and it made my wetness increase.

Gently he parted my gown and slid it off my shoulders. He ran his fingers gently over my body, barely touching me, and I again felt weak.

Daddy once again sensed this and pulled me into him. He stood beside me and I felt a hardness against my hip.

He traced my body with a finger appraising me aloud as he did.

“This small belly is going to be so sexy when Daddy fills you.”

“And this, this is going to beautiful when I stick my cock…what have we here?”

My wetness was evident as he ran his finger down my cleave.

“I. I. I don’t know Daddy? Is something wrong with me?”

I became nervous thinking Daddy wouldn’t want me.

“No. No. You are perfect. You are wet because you like me touching you. Don’t you?”

“I don’t know Daddy. It feels very nice when you touch me and I am getting all tingly there.”

“Here? Your pussy. My pussy.”

With that he slid his finger in my slit again and brought my wetness to his mouth.

“You taste so sweet baby. I’m going to try and be gentle. Taste yourself,” he stated as he dipped his fingers in between my legs and slid them in mouth.

“Do you taste good little girl?”

“Yes Daddy. I think so.”

“You do indeed. We’re going to work on you undress me. Help get my cock ready to put in you.”

“Unbutton my vest and then his shirt.”

“Yes Daddy.”

I was so nervous my hands were shaking but I managed to unbutton them.

“Slide them down over my shoulders now.”

I didn’t speak but stood on my toes and pulled the clothes down as directed.

My Daddy looked strong. His shoulders were wide and his skin tanned by the sun.

“You are being such a good girl. You please me.”

His words of praise seemed to make my pussy even wetter.

“Unbuckle my belt Charlotte and undo my trousers. Kneeling is one way to do this. Why don’t you try?”

“Yes Daddy.”

I lowered to my knees as I was told and my face was nearly touching his crotch, he groaned. His cock was hard and very near my face.

Sheepishly, I undid his belt and pants and remained kneeling before him.

“Pull them down little one. First my pants and then my underclothes.”

I hadn’t thought about it until he asked me but I was entirely naked and Daddy was about to be.

I did as instructed and his hard cock nearly slapped my face as I freed it.

“Very nice Charlotte,” he proclaims while placing his large hand of my head ever so gently.

“You see how hard you made your Daddy’s cock little girl?”

Not exactly knowing if this was a good or a bad thing I assumed (incorrectly) it wasn’t good and replied I was sorry.

“Don’t be sorry. I means you are a very good girl and I can’t wait to fill you with my seed. First I want you to kiss the tip of my cock. Lick it with your tongue and make it all wet like your little pussy.”

Uncertain what to do exactly but wanting to please my Daddy I looked up at him hoping to be able to see if I was doing a good job.

I lowered my mouth to Daddy’s cock and the tip already looked wet. I licked it up and it was a little salty but almost sweet in a way.

“Lick the head of my cock. Suck it in your mouth Charlotte.”

Daddy looked like he was enjoying it and I wanted to taste more of him and I wanted to hungrily suck his head. I thought it was much too big for my little mouth.

“Daddy?”

“Yes baby.”

“I don’t think I will be able to fit much in. It looks so big.”

“It will fit, eventually, but you are going to try and take as much of my cock in your mouth aren’t we? Show me escort gaziantep yabancı how much cock you can take while Daddy imagines sliding his big cock in his daughter’s tight little virgin pussy and filling it up.”

Not wanting to disappoint my Daddy I looked him in his eyes as I sucked the head of his cock in my mouth.

It wasn’t quite as big as I thought and I sucked him in further.

“That’s very good Charlotte. Suck it in as out as much as you can.”

I continued to stare at my Daddy, sucking him in about half the length of him, I felt my wetness seep down my thighs.

“That’s so very good little girl. Let’s see how much of my cock you can take.”

Daddy pulled my head back and held it and started to plunge his cock down my throat. He watched as it made me gag and tears started to leak from my eyes.

“I’m sorry baby. I couldn’t help it. Your little mouth just looked so good around my cock.”

“It’s all right Daddy. I’ll try to do better next time.”

“You make you me so happy and I just can’t wait any longer.”

Daddy lifted me to my feet and on the bed effortlessly and laid me across it sideways, pulling my bottom to the edge and spread my legs.

“Charlotte, you have the most perfect pussy I have ever seen. I’m going to put my cock in you soon but I need to touch and suck your little pussy first.”

Daddy knelt between my legs and I felt his mouth on me.

Unconsciously I moaned, I couldn’t help it, it fel so good.

“You like it don’t you little girl?”

“Yes Daddy. Your mouth feels very nice there.”

“Does also feel nice when I do this?”

Daddy stuck his finger inside me just a little and sucked on me harder. The sensation was nothing I could possibly describe.

“You taste so good Charlotte. You like me sucking on your little clit don’t you. Was it like lightning hit there?”

“Oh yes Daddy. I was trying to think of how to describe it.”

“I’m glad you like it. You are making me so happy. You are very wet baby. Ready to take your Daddy’s cock deep inside.”

“I don’t think it will fit Daddy. It’s very big. You had your finger in me and I felt full.”

“You are very tiny, very tight but my cock will fit perfectly. I’ll go slowly.”

“Yes Daddy. I think I’m ready. It will hurt?”

“Yes, some, this first time. Just for a bit though.”

Daddy lined his cock at my entrance and held it there with his hand. He leaned into me and entered me slightly as he hungrily started to suck my breast.

“I love your exceptional tits Charlotte. I’m really going to enjoy them.”

Daddy pushed his cock further in and I could feel it stretching me. He would wait and let me adjust before sliding in just a bit further.

He was playing with my titties the whole time, sucking on them, pinching them and something inside me started to build.

“That’s it Charlotte. Let it happen.”

I didn’t know what he meant but it felt so good with his mouth on me I started to buck my hips a little, all the while the feeling continued to build.

“I just knew these titties were going to love being played with. Look at you grinding in to me.”

I couldn’t even comprehend what he was saying because I suddenly felt like I was going to burst and as every muscle in me started to tense my Daddy shoved his cock all the way in.

It hurt but I couldn’t stop my pussy from spasming.

Daddy rested on top of me, his cock still in me and his fingers on my nipple.

“Did it hurt a lot baby? Me forcing my cock in you.”

“It did hurt Daddy, like you were ripping me, but also good at the same time.”

“That’s because my little girl came on her Daddy’s cock,” he whispered in my ear. Slowly he slid in and just as slowly out.

He was still laying on my chest when it started to feel really good again and the feeling started to build in me once more.

Instinctively, I bucked my hips into him as he began to pump inside me harder.

Daddy was stretching me but also making me more aware of what was escalating in me.

“Your Daddy is going to fuck you now. Fill you with my cum.”

The second he started to plow his big cock into me I came again. It was like waves crashing over me and my body tensed.

“Here it comes baby. I’m going to fill your sweet pussy now.”

He thrust his cock inside me, stopping when he was as deep as could possibly be. Daddy shot his hot cum in me, spurt after spurt he filled me, it felt so warm my pussy started to spasm again. He thrust into me a few more times and when my pussy stopped clenching his cock, Daddy laid on my chest again, leaving his cock inside me.

“Welcome home baby girl.”

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