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It seems like this week is taking a month to complete. Being the last week of school I’ve had a lot of finals to study for. Mom seems to be really tense. Not sure if it’s me or work that is the cause of her consternation. I’ve been fending Aunt Meg off, citing my time consumed with preparing for finals but in reality I don’t want to ruin things with mom until I know what she wants to do about us.

I decided that I owed Aunt Meg an explanation, after all we’ve become very intimate and she appeared to be confused and frustrated with my apparent lack of interest in her these last two days. Wednesday night I went into mom’s room as she was getting ready for bed.

I wrapped her in my arms and said, “Mom is everything okay? You seem to be upset.” My hands ran through her hair as I held her close.

She sighed and said, “I’m upset with myself for feeling the way I do about you. It’s troubling that as much as I tell myself that I’m your mother I think about how unmotherly you make me feel in moments like this. I don’t know what to do.”

I kissed the top of her head as I comforted her in my arms, “Mom please don’t be upset. It’s okay. You will see what needs to be done and everything will work out.”

She reached up and kissed me softly over and over, her hand lovingly caressing my face as I returned her kisses. She looked in my eyes and said, “Moments like this makes things very difficult for me. It would be so easy to be with you but it’s wrong.”

I cut her off with a kiss, my tongue snaking into her mouth as my hands cupped her delicious ass. She moaned but didn’t pull away. We lost ourselves in the illicit moment of our kiss. She mewed in my ear, “Wow. I love you Wes. You make me feel so desired. You’re making things so difficult for me.”

I nibbled on her neck, licked down to her shoulder and back up to her ear and whispered, “I think I’m making things easy for you. You’ll see it soon. What we have can be very special if you allow yourself to dream.”

She smiled and said, “Oh Wes.” Then smothered my mouth with hers, vigorously, passionately, and deliciously. I returned her ferocity as we held onto each other, our hands wandering, exploring, caressing.

I said, “Wow! I can get used to that.” She laughed, squeezed me tight and said, “Good night baby. Thank you.”

I said, “Good night. If you get lonely feel free to come sleep with me.”

She smiled and said, “Good night.”

I found Aunt Meg sitting in the great room watching TV. I sat next to her and asked, “Aunt Meg can we talk?” She turned the TV off and said, “This sounds serious.”

I smiled and said, “It’s important but I don’t think it’s bad.”

“Okay but can you please do me a favor and call me Meg.”

I laughed and said, “Okay Meg. I know that you and I have shared some very intimate moments since you arrived and I feel that I can trust you so I will be transparent.”

“Okay, I’ve been feeling weird these last couple of days. Is it something I did?”

“No it’s me and I know that you will be discreet with what I’m going to say.”

She nodded yes so I continued, “Meg I think I’m in love with my mom.”

She gasped and said, “Oh baby. Does Becky know?”

I said, “Yes but she is having problems dealing with all of this since she is my mom.”

Meg hugged me and said, “Oh Wes. This must be so hard for you and Becky.”

“It is for mom as I’m willing to wait until she makes a decision. That’s why I’ve been so distant lately. When mom suspected you and Casey messing around, it scared me that she could also see our intimacy and ruin any hope I have to be with her. Does that make sense?”

Meg nodded yes and said, “Oh baby. I understand. You poor thing. I’ll be on my best behavior so that she doesn’t suspect anything. Don’t push your mom. I know her. She has been by herself for so long that she is probably having a difficult time dealing with all the complicated emotions running through her mind. Eventually she will follow her heart and make the right decision.”

“Thank you Meg I appreciate the advice. I’m glad you came to stay with us. I have enjoyed the time we spent together.”

Meg hugged me and said, “Wes not only are you a handsome young stud but you are also a kind and caring gentleman. Thank you for trusting me to tell me your feelings. I love you Wes.”

“Meg is everything okay? I mean mom didn’t say much as to why you came to stay with us but you mentioned that you haven’t had much luck with men. Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Like everything in my life it’s complicated. I’ve been hurt so many times by people that said they loved me but this last one was very difficult for me. I thought he was going to propose but instead he got back with his ex. That was two months ago and last week I found out they got married. Your mom insisted I come stay here until I felt comfortable. Thanks to you and Casey I’m feeling much better. I’m not there yet by any means but you guys have made me feel much better about myself.”

Thursday şahinbey escort night was very busy for me as I had two finals Friday morning. I was in my room studying when Meg knocked on the door and asked, “Can I come in for a second?”

I said, “Sure come on in Meg.”

Meg seemed excited as she said, “I have great news. Casey and I are going down to Marco Island Saturday. We are going to stay overnight so that we can hit the beach Saturday and all day Sunday.”

I must have been tired from the studying because I didn’t immediately grasped the true meaning. Meg sensed my lack of understanding so she chimed, “Hello? Anyone home upstairs? You and mom will have the house to yourself for two days. Thank you very much. Your welcome.”

My face lit up and I grabbed Meg and hugged her tight, “Thank you Meg. This is going to be great! Thank you. Thank you.”

“Your welcome Wes! I’m pretty excited to be able to spend two days with Casey. I can’t wait to hear how your weekend goes. I love you Wes.”

“I love you too Meg. Thank you.”

I had trouble falling asleep as I pondered what to do with mom this weekend. I knew that whatever I came up with I had to be careful to not push mom too much. Anything that happens will be because mom wants it to happen. I just need to be patient and make the atmosphere conducive to allow mom the opportunity to want something to happen.

After what seemed like the longest week of my life, Friday night finally had arrived. We ordered pizza and sat around the kitchen table, we talked, we ate, we relaxed. Meg let Becky know she was going to Marco Island tomorrow and would not be back until late Sunday night.

Mom seemed ambivalent not asking many questions which was fine by me but surprising to say the least. I had a game plan for the next two days and it would start tonight when I would share with mom my thoughts for the two of us this weekend.

Predictably mom excused herself around 9:00 citing a long week at work. She looked stressed but I wondered if it was work related or if maybe i might be the cause.

I said, “Meg I’m going to check in on mom to see if she is okay.”

Meg smiled and said, “Don’t push her too much. She needs the time to arrive at a decision she will be comfortable with.”

The door to mom’s room was open so I walked in to see her sitting on the bed still wearing the dress she wore to work. She smiled and said, “Close the door, I knew you would want to talk. Come here and sit next to me.”

I sat next to her and she leaned and kissed me, softly and sensuously. I returned her kisses as my hand caressed her back. She smiled and said, “I missed that this week.”

I smiled and said, “Mom I’ve missed that as well. It is so hard not to show my affections. I’m so excited for this weekend.” We hugged, her breasts pressed into my chest, her head nuzzled into my neck. I could feel her heart race as we savored the loving warmth of our embrace.

She nibbled on my neck, her hands roamed, she whispered, “I’m excited too. What do you want to do?”

I kissed her, our tongues danced as we lost our inhibitions, our taboo desires burned strong and took over. I said, “I thought I would make us a nice dinner, so we would need to go to the store at some point. I think you need to relax as you seemed stressed out this week. Maybe catch some rays by the pool, foot massage, back massage, butt massage.”

She moaned, “Oh that sounds really nice you naughty boy. What about Sunday?”

“I thought we would go to a brunch and then maybe go shopping.”

She smirked and said, “Seems like we are going to have a lot of free time on our hands. What will we do?”

I smiled, shrugged my shoulders and said, “We will figure it out.”

Mom laughed and pushed me back onto her bed and straddled me as her lips found mine. She moaned as she ground into my hard cock, quickly my hands found her ass and pulled her into me. She filled me with ferocious kisses and licks as I pulled her hard onto my cock.

She pulled off me and said, “Wes I don’t know if what we are doing is right but I’m feeling things I haven’t felt in such a long time. Thank you for being patient with me. I can’t wait for this weekend.”

She rolled off me, her face flushed with desire, her chest heaving, I said, “You are so beautiful. I can’t wait to be alone with you.”

“God help me but I can’t wait as well. Now get out of here before Meg suspects anything.”

I kissed her and left as she requested.

I came out and saw Meg staring at me with a look that I understood. I gave her the thumbs up and she beamed and silently clapped. I hugged her and said, “Meg thank you so much. You are such an amazing person.”

She hugged me and said, “Remember what I said. Don’t push her too fast. Let her set the pace. Good night Wes.”

Surprisingly I slept well. I guess finals week was more stressful than I realized. I went to get a cup of coffee and found mom and Meg talking. I escort şahinbey said, “Good morning. Is there any coffee?”

Meg said, “Here you go Wes, I just poured this when I heard you rustling about.”

Mom asked, “Are you feeling ok? You slept in today.”

“I’m fine. Just tired from finals week.”

Meg looked at me and said, “I’m heading out. Have fun this weekend.”

Mom eyed me with a smirk and said, “Have fun in Marco Island. When will you be back?”

Meg said, “Late Sunday night.”

With Meg gone I pulled mom into my arms and kissed her. I released our embrace and said, “You look amazing. We are going to have so much fun.” She was wearing a pair of tight red shorts with a cute pullover sleeveless shirt.

She smiled and asked, “What do you have planned?”

“I thought we’d pack a lunch and head to Delnor Wiggins state park. We can talk and just spend some relaxing alone time.”

“Oh that sounds wonderful. What about the rest of the day?”

“I thought we would stop and get dinner on the way home. I’ll cook. Maybe we can dress up and pretend tonight is our second date.”

Mom hugged me and whispered, “That sounds wonderful. I know exactly what I’m going to wear for our second date.”

We kissed, softly at first but escalating in intensity. She broke up our impromptu make out session and said, “Go get ready and I’ll make us some sandwiches to take with us.”

When I came back into the kitchen mom had already packed a picnic basket filled with goodies. I was wearing what I call a Florida casual look, shorts, shirt, and flip flops.

Once at the park we found a quiet little spot on a small mound overlooking the Gulf of Mexico. I laid out a blanket for us to sit on. As we ate I couldn’t help but think how nice a day this was turning out to be. We sat next to each other enjoying the view.

I asked, “Mom why haven’t you dated more often? As beautiful as you are you must have so many guys hitting on you.”

“I don’t know about beautiful but I just haven’t been very motivated to want to go through the dating process.”

I wrapped my arm over her shoulder and pulled her close to me. I asked, “Is it because of me? I mean with work and raising a son by yourself that had to be time consuming.”

She rested her head on my shoulder and said, “The reality is that I was so devastated when your dad left us I had no desire to be with a man. I was angry. It took me a long time to get over the hurt.”

“Oh mom I’m sorry. I had no idea. How did you manage? I was pretty young wasn’t I?

“Well your grandparents helped a lot. Do you remember living with them?”

“I do but wasn’t it for just a short time?”

“It was for four years. I was able to work and grandma took care of you. Your grandfather paid for everything, food, clothing, rent. It allowed me to save enough money as well excel at work. My position and salary today allows us to lead a very comfortable lifestyle and it was all because of your grandparents.”

“I had no idea but that doesn’t explain why you haven’t dated.”

“I just never found anyone that caught my eye.”

I smiled and said, “Until now.”

She looked at me and said, “Maybe.”

I was so happy she didn’t say no that I gave mom a long sensuous kiss. I grabbed her hand and said, “I don’t know about you, but this weekend is going to be hard to beat and it’s all because of you.”

My words struck a nerve as she knew her feelings for me were growing stronger.

She said, “I’m pretty sure I’m feeling the same things you are. I just think that what we are doing is wrong but I’m at a point where I can’t help myself. I feel so close to you and you make me feel so special.”

I saw the tears well up and whispered, “It’s okay mom. Everything will work out. You need to trust me. Please don’t cry.” I laid back onto the blanket pulling her down with me. She buried her head into my neck and rested in my arms. My hand lightly caressing her back, I tried to reassure her.

“Mom I know you well enough that you are probably beating yourself up for letting us get to this point. Please don’t do that. I had a big part in wanting this to happen. I’ve always been attracted to you in so many different ways but I was too scared to act on my feelings.”

I felt her heart pounding on my chest as she heard my words. She looked at me and said, “Oh baby” but before she could continue I kissed her, passionately and lovingly. She returned my kiss with fervor pressing her body into mine.

I lovingly caressed the side of her face before showering her with soft gentle kisses. We lay in each other’s arm silently savoring the comfort of our embrace in no hurry to move.

After awhile we got up and walked hand in hand through the park. Talking and laughing, this had turned into a very special Saturday afternoon. We went back to our blanket to cuddle and kiss for a little bit. Her kisses are so amazing. I can’t get enough of the softness of her lips.

We şahinbey escort bayan went home, stopping to get dinner. It was only 3:00 so mom suggested we go out by the pool.

MOM

I can’t believe the emotions running through me. My thoughts were inappropriate but I was overcome by my growing desire to be with him. I took a deep breath and went outside.

I saw him lying on the chaise. He looked so strong and masculine. Shivers went down my spine as I tried to maintain control. He saw me and said, “Wow mom you look hot! I’ve never seen that suit before.”

My legs felt weak and wobbly as I tried to regain my composure. I walked slowly to the chaise. We laid there in silence, not because I had nothing to say but rather because I was afraid about what I might say. Finally Wes got up and jumped into the pool.

I watched him glide effortlessly through the water, the powerful strokes made my heart race, wondering what his power would do to me. As if I was under his spell I got up and waded into the water. The prey awaiting its hunter.

He came up to me from behind, lowered his mouth and whispered, “Mom you look so hot. This suit is so sexy.” He pushed into me and gently licked my ear. My body shivered with heated anticipation. This is so wrong. What am I doing? I knew what was happening as I weakly mewed, “Honey what are you doing?”

He licked and nibbled on my neck, his arms circled my waist pulling me deeper into him. “Mom you look so good. You feel amazing.”

I moaned as I felt his now hardening cock press into my ass. I thought my god it’s huge. “Baby this feels wrong.”

My body betrayed my words as I felt my hips instinctively grind back into his cock. I was quickly losing my willpower and self control.

He spun me around and lowered his mouth onto mine. My eyes closed as my lips hungrily searched for his. Finding them we softly meshed our lips lovingly caressing our mouths. I felt his tongue push into my mouth. I was consumed with taboo desires and I opened my mouth to accept his soft wet tongue.

I moaned loudly and held onto his neck as I couldn’t feel my legs. Hungrily I devoured my son’s mouth, made love to his tongue with mine, pushed my pussy into his big hard cock. His hand cupped my breast and squeezed it hard eliciting a long groan from me as I continue to make love to his mouth with my tongue. He pulled away and whispered in my ear, “Mom I want you.”

I held his head as sexual sparks flew inside me. My god, what am I doing? His hands grabbed my ass and pulled me up forcing my legs to wrap around his hips.

In a delirious lust inspired by my deep rooted feelings I felt my son’s cock start to hump my pussy. I groaned, “Oh no baby. I can’t do this. I’m your mother. Put me down baby.”

Wes put me down and I said, “Wes this is going too fast. We need to slow down. Let’s have dinner and see what happens. Okay?”

He smiled cupped my face and said, “I understand mom. I told you we will do this when you are comfortable. Go on and get ready for dinner. I can’t wait to see what you are going to wear. I’ll get changed and start dinner. Take your time. We have the rest of our lives, no need to rush into things.”

My body tingled all over. I’ve been alone for such a long time I had forgotten how wonderful it feels to be loved. I went into my closet and hoped to find the dress I had in mind and hoped it would fit.

I saw my black sundress deep in the corner of my closet. I hadn’t worn this in over ten years. It was fairly short with spaghetti straps and it buttoned up the front. I tried it on and it seemed to fit.

It felt great that it fit after all these years. No need for a bra as the buttons would allow me to show as much cleavage as I wanted Wes to see. I picked a pair of 3″ open toed black sandals.

I took a long hot shower as I contemplated the journey I was about to embark on. I know what I’m about to do is wrong but I can no longer think straight. The softness of his kisses, the warmth of his embraces, they way he looks at me, it’s too much too resist.

I’ve been so lonely for so long and my son has somehow tapped into my heart, my deep rooted desires, my needs. My body quivered thinking about what might happen.

I put on my sexiest black lace panties and stepped into my sundress. I buttoned it all the way up not wanting to look too inviting. My pussy dampen thinking that my son would undo the buttons. I put my shoes on and headed into the kitchen.

I saw Wes cooking and came up to him and wrapped my arms around him. I mewed, “I’m sorry for my overreaction earlier in the pool. I’m fine now.”

He turned and saw me, his mouth gaped open, my body filled with hidden tremors as I realized how much I affected him. He pulled me into his body and groaned, “Damn you look so hot. You amaze me every time I see you.”

His lips found mine, slowly he teased my mouth, invited my tongue to come out and play as his hands roamed my body. I was in heaven as I thrust my tongue into his mouth, grabbed his ass and pulled him into me. Our lips danced as I relished the mini tremors sparking inside me. I lost myself in the overwhelming pleasure I was feeling.

I caressed his face as I nipped at his lower lip, licked down his neck and back up to his ear moaning, “Your touch is intoxicating. I want more and more.”

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Sue was raised an arrogant, snobbish little bitch that always thought she and her family were better than most people on earth. I started dating her when she was only 15 and because of her attitude, she didn’t have a lot of friends. Within 2 weeks I was fucking her every day.
The first time was in my parents attic. I fucked her on the floor and saw the blood drip out of her pussy, so I knew she was telling me the truth when she said she was a virgin. She was the most submissive girl I have ever fucked. I can’t tell you the number of times I would have her strip stark ass naked and ride that way in our car. I would drive down the interstate, slowing down when I was pulling beside a semi, just so they could get a good look at her pussy and her firm little tits. She would want to hide her face, but I refused the request telling her to look right at them while holding your pussy open. The only things she was against was letting another man fuck her or me fucking her in the ass. That was about to change with our divorce.
After several years of marriage, Sue and I decided to call it quits. We enjoyed each other, but we wanted our freedom to do as we pleased. We divorced, but she still wanted to retain a sexual relationship with me. I knew then that this was the time to turn this bitch into a common whore.
I bluntly told her that the only way I would continue fucking her would be in her ass and she was to always keep her pussy shaved. It was clear she did not want to agree to these terms, but she was so horny and wanted to keep seeing me, so she quietly agreed to my terms. I made her repeat our agreement back saying “You can fuck me in the ass anytime you want” and “I will keep my pussy shaved”. Immediately afterwards, I bent her over the side of my bed and slowly eased my cock into her tight little asshole.

She cried out a little bit, but held still while I fucked the daylights out of her ass. After a couple minutes of really pounding her ass, I could feel her relax somewhat. I remember Cumming that first time in her ass, I thought she was going to keep my cock lodged in her ass she squeezed it so tight.

After several months of fucking her in the ass, I stepped it up a notch. I made a rule that the only way she could be in my house is if she was completely naked before entering. She would go onto the back porch and take off all of her clothes and throw them into the corner before entering. We took so many pictures of her and her agreeing that I was to post them on the internet for others to see. I wanted everyone to see every inch of her body and the humiliating things I did to her or made her do. As a result of our picture taking, we have posted several pictures on the internet.

The next step was to get her fucking other men. These would be men she knew and some she would just meet. The objective was to turn her into the ultimate common whore.

I called her one night on my car speaker phone while riding with a long time buddy. This buddy had known Sue for all of our married life and always thought she acted like she was better than others. I asked Sue if she was horny and she replied she was. I asked her if she wanted me to come over and fuck her and she replied, “yes”. I asked her how she wanted to be fucked and she said “in my ass”. I could see my buddy was getting excited just listening to our conversation, and hearing Sue talk like a whore so I told her to strip while talking to me on the phone. She promptly took off all of her clothes and I asked if her blinds were open and lights on. She said that some lights were on and the front blinds were closed, but the back ones were open meaning that her neighbors behind her could potentially see her walking around her house naked. I told her to turn on all her lights and to go over and open the front blinds and stand in front of her picture window while talking to me on the phone.

Until I told her otherwise, she was to stand naked in front of her picture window so that everyone driving or walking by could see her naked ass. After she acknowledged she had done what I told her to do, I told her to put a couple fingers into her pussy and describe how her pussy felt and tasted. She said it was wet and tasted as usual. My final instruction to her was to unlock her front door and leave it ajar, go upstairs to her bedroom and get on her hands and knees with her head under the pillow. I did not want her to see me that night while I had my way with her. She could fantasize about someone else fucking her if she wanted.

My buddy and I arrived a few minutes later and the door was ajar, all the lights were on, the blinds were all open and her clothes including panties and bra were lying on the floor in front of her picture window.
I quietly walked up to her room and there she was naked on her knees and elbows with her head under the pillow, her bedroom lights on and the bedroom blinds open. Her neighbors that lived behind her were getting quite a show. I motioned for my buddy to quietly come into her room and he walked to the foot of her bed just staring at her upturned ass and her shaved pussy.

I motioned for him to play with her pussy and ass and he did. Slowing running his fingers the length of her crack and then slipping his fingers into her pussy. I could tell she was getting turned on because she pushed her ass back as far as she could toward him. Her cheeks were wide apart and her asshole was in plain view. It was slightly open from all the ass fucking she had. I pointed to her asshole and motioned for him to stick his finger in her ass. He began rubbing his fingers around her asshole and letting one slide into her ass. She was bouncing around the bed, moaning and pushing her ass back toward him, clearly yavuzeli escort enjoying having her ass played with. I could see his cock was straining against his shorts while he was enjoying playing with my ex-wife. I told her to keep her head under the pillow, but turn onto your back and get your legs into the air.

Holding the pillow, she flipped onto her back and placed her knees beside her chest. Just the site of her legs wide open like a whore while a man she had known for years as a friend was playing with her pussy and asshole was almost too much to bear. She has no idea that it was not me bringing her to a orgasm. I asked her if she wanted another finger in her ass and she said yes. He pulled out his finger and then slowly slid two fingers in her ass and brought her to an orgasm which he later told me he could feel her asshole squeezing his fingers as she came. With her holding the pillow over her head, I slid her to the edge of the bed so her ass was on the edge.

I motioned for my buddy to go ahead and eat her pussy and he immediately dropped to his knees and started eating Sue. He was really sucking on her clit and when he came up for air, her clit was beet red and swollen. I motioned for him to fuck her and he dropped his shorts and rammed his cock all the way inside her in one thrust. He was rolling her clit with his thumb while fucking her pussy and it didn’t take long before he shot his load inside her. As he quietly left the room, I spun Sue around and had her lying on the bed with her head off the side of the mattress and proceeded to face fuck the bitch. It felt like I shot a quart of cum down her throat when I finally came.

A couple weeks later, I spoke to her about that night and asked why she thought I had her keep her head under the pillow. She was clueless, so I told her that I had someone with me and they are the person that brought her to orgasm that night by finger fucking her asshole, eating her pussy and then fucking her like a common whore. At first she did not believe me, but I told her it was true and he wanted to get together again, if she was interested. She said she would be, but wanted to know who the other guy was. I told her she would find out later, but to get used to other guys fucking her and again she agreed to do whatever I told her to do.

We set up our next meeting to meet in a grocery store parking lot. She was to make sure she was freshly shaven and was to wear a short skirt and a white top and nothing else. She was game so
we decided to meet at the Pic-n-Sav parking lot on a warm Saturday morning. My buddy, Doug and I discussed on the way all the things we would make Sue do. We had the camera and agreed we would make her beg him to fuck every hole she had.
As we pulled into the parking lot, I saw Sue’s car parked in the back. I stopped and told Doug to get in the back of the car. He quickly jumped into the back seat and I pulled over to where Sue was waiting.
When Sue got out of her car, she opened the passenger door and I told her to get in the back with Doug. You should have seen the look on her face when she realized it was Doug who had a week earlier made her cum with a couple of his fingers deep in her asshole. She had known Doug most of her life, but they were just friends. Now they were going to be lovers and Sue would be his whore by doing anything he wanted.
As Sue got into the backseat, I turned in the front seat and said “well”? Sue raised her skirt for me to see her smoothly shaved pussy. I told her “show Doug” . She slid on the seat placing her left foot on the seat while keeping her right foot on the floor and lifted her skirt to her waist showing Doug her freshly shaved pussy. I told her to spread open her pussy for him and she slowly reached down placing her fingers on either side of her pussy and pulled it open for him to appreciate. “Get on your back, pull your legs up and spread your ass cheeks so Doug can see the asshole he was playing with last week I demanded.
Without a word Sue laid on the seat lifted her legs into the air and pulled her ass apart for Doug. Thank Doug for finger fucking your asshole so you could have an orgasm I demanded. “Thank you for fingering my ass so I could cum” Sue told him. Sue, tell him what he can do to you. “You can eat me, I will suck your cock, you can fuck me in the ass, fist fuck me or anything else you want just don’t hurt me” Sue told him. Will you spit his cum out or swallow it, Sue? She said she would swallow it, which became a rule after our divorce, she always swallows cum. Can he take pictures of you and show them to his friends and place them on the internet for others to see? “Yes, you can take pictures of me and show them to your friends and put them onto the internet for others to look at” Sue replied. Tell Doug from this day forward you will be his fuck whore. “I will be your whore from now on and will do whatever you want me to do” Sue told Doug. All during this conversation, Sue was in the grocery store parking lot, legs in the air holding her ass cheeks apart while Doug was savoring the view of her asshole and open pussy.
I told Doug to reach up and see if his whore was wearing a bra. He reached up and was fondling Sue’s tits while she laid on the seat and said “Nope, no bra”.
Let’s go into the store and buy some veggies we can use on her I suggested. Sue walked with Doug and the three of us went into the store to get some toys to use on her. In the store, Sue stayed with Doug and he was constantly squeezing her ass or reaching under her short skirt for a feel and I know damn well others saw her ass and pussy, because I saw it several times as they walked through the store. Doug would have her yavuzeli escort bayan bend over and dig through the cucumbers or eggplant bins while he would play with her butt, pushing her skirt up as he did. Sue finally had a selection on veggies that would be used in her ass and pussy, so we proceeded to the check out and Doug made her pay for them.
As we got into the car, me in front and Doug and Sue in the back, Doug told Sue “Take all your clothes off”. Without a word, Sue stripped stark ass naked right there in the parking lot in broad daylight! Doug was really getting into his role of helping me humiliate and break down this once arrogant bitch into a most common whore. “Spread your pussy and beg me to eat it” Doug demanded of Sue. Sue reached down and pulled her pussy open and begged “Doug, will you please eat my pussy”? Doug asked “do you really want me to lick your pussy”? Sue only said “Yes”. With that, Doug bent down and began to eat my ex-wife’s pussy, his friend of 20 plus years. He placed a couple fingers in her cunt and was sucking away on her clit and licking her cunt like there was no tomorrow. I watched as Sue raised her legs higher and as they were drifting further apart she began to moan. I knew Sue was getting close to Cumming. Here we were, in a well used grocery stores parking lot and watching as Sue was shamed into being naked and brought to orgasm in plain view of anyone that would walk by the car and look. Her orgasm was pretty powerful and she was whimpering like a little pig as she came.
Doug continued eating her pussy as I drove out of the parking lot headed for another area to show off Sue. As we drove down the highway, Doug has Sue bend over in between the bucket seats so her face was by me and her ass was in his face. We drove for several miles like that until Doug told her he wanted her to suck his cock. She spun around and in a few moments had his hard cock in her mouth sucking for all she was worth. We took her to a room and spent the entire after noon eating her pussy, getting our cocks sucked and fucking her. As she was sucking Doug’s cock, I slid my cock in her ass and fucked her until I came. She then asked Doug if he would like to fuck her ass and he jumped on her and pounded her ass good. She was pretty sore by the time we finished using her mouth, pussy and asshole, but she never complained. We have had several other threesomes since that time and she really enjoys two cocks at the same time.
Now it was time to take her further in becoming a common whore, she needed to fuck other men, a lot of them.
We were looking at the dating adds and one popped out, Male looking for a Female for fun get together, call for a great time. I had Sue contact the agency and they gave Allen the number to contact Sue. Within a couple days, Allen had made contact and wanted Sue to come over the coming Sunday to watch a football game with him and have a couple beers. Sue agreed although I could tell she was nervous as hell over doing this. I told her to be sure her pussy was freshly shaved and I expected her to have sex with Allen this first meeting with him. If he didn’t initiate sex, she was to suggest it. Sue was going to get fucked by someone she did not know and she was inviting it. The only difference between her and a common whore is she was not charging for the use of her pussy, it was free.
The Sunday came and Sue called me as she was heading over to Allen’s house which was about 15 miles from where she lived. I asked if she had shaved her pussy for him and she replied “yes, she had shaved it in the bathtub this morning while taking a bath”. I again reminded her that I expected her to have sex with Allen and to call me afterwards and tell me the details. Sue agreed and nervously went to Allen’s.
About 3 hours later, Sue called saying that she really didn’t like Allen, but after about an hour Allen had her on the couch with his tongue in her mouth her top off playing with her tits, squeezing her nipples and reaching into her shorts and panties rubbing her pussy. After a short time playing, Allen stripped her naked and had her lie on the floor where he began by inspecting her body as closely as she had ever been inspected and then started eating her pussy. He was really surprised that her pussy was shaven, but he loved it. He finally stopped and took off his shorts, leaving his shirt on and told her to suck his cock while he continued eating her pussy. She said he was pretty good at oral sex, but she really enjoyed it more as he inserted a finger up her ass. She said it didn’t take long and she had cum and he came partly in her mouth, but mostly on her face.
After Sue finished telling me the details, I asked “Did he fuck you”? She said no, it was all oral sex, but again said she really didn’t like this guy and didn’t want to see him again. I told her that was too bad that she didn’t like him because she was going to fuck him, probably several times. With that I told her to hang up and call Allen to see if she could come over again and that she really enjoyed what they did and she wanted more. Sue was told to let me know what he had to say.
Susan called Allen and asked if she could see him again and really enjoyed the time they spent together. He was happy to hear she had fun and invited her over the following night. When Sue called me back and told me the arrangement, I reminded her that I wanted him to fuck her and to cum inside her. After Sue said she would let me know how it went, I hung up the phone knowing that Sue was on her way to becoming a common whore. No more would she have this air of arrogance.
That Monday evening Sue called and said that “Well, I saw Allen again and he fucked me tonight escort yavuzeli and came inside me”. I told her to tell me the details which went something like this: As soon as she walked in Allen’s house, he had her strip all her clothes off. They then laid on the floor and had a repeat of Sunday’s oral session, but he did not cum this time, but she did while he was eating her pussy and fingering her asshole. After Sue had cum while Allen was eating her pussy, he pulled his cock from her mouth and raised her legs onto his shoulders and started fucking her. She said his cock was about average, but he could fuck for a long time without Cumming. She said he ground his pelvis into hers and would thrust as hard as he could into her and after what seemed like 30 minutes, he came inside her. She knew he shot a lot into her because she said it instantly started running out of her pussy, so she just pulled her panties and shorts on without cleaning up, put on her top and left.
She again said she did not like this guy, but she did as I wanted. I told her to call Allen and make another date, and she should try to like him because she was going to be fucking him often. Reluctantly, she called Allen again and made another date with him for later in the week. She fucked Allen about 20 times over the course of a couple months and it progressed to him using toys on her and having a couple friends come over where they triple teamed her several times. She said he or they used every hole she had and one would pull out of her ass and go right into her pussy or out of her pussy and into her mouth. Sue said much of this he either filmed or took pictures. She has no idea what he plans on doing with the movies or pictures, but I told her I am fine if he places them on the internet for others to see her being fucked like a whore.
Now that Sue was fucking men she didn’t know, I knew we were close to her going out looking for some strange cock, which she ending up fucking close to 25 different men on a first night basis. Many of her new fuck buddies were married and a couple were black.
I was looking for some variation in Sue’s sex life and decided she needed to fuck some black guys. Then one night I arranged for one of my friends from a local bar to stop by for some drinks. He was a nice looking man probably 5’10” tall and very slim, but he was black and I mean coal black!

Sue was a little unsure about sleeping with a black man as she hardly even ever knew one, her circle of friends were all white. This meeting up to humiliate Sue and degrade Sue to the depths that she would become the ultimate whore.

Bobbie and Sue sat around for the evening drink wine and Crown Royal whiskey. It didn’t take too long before Sue was to the point that she was ready to try anything. She was getting so drunk and horny. They were sitting on the couch and before Sue knew what was happening, Bobbie leaned over and kissed her, sliding his tongue into her mouth. Sue was so worked up by this time that I knew she was going to fuck Bobbie and I was looking forward to it.

It wasn’t long before Bobbie had his hands inside her tank top and was playing with her nipples. Bobbie unfastened my bra bringing her tits into full and unobstructed view for him. He leaned forward and began sucking on her tits while his hand slipped into Sue’s shorts and was rubbing her pussy. Her pussy was dripping, Damn, she was so wet! It wasn’t much longer and Bobbie said” Sue, take off your shorts and show me what you have”. Sue stood up and slid off her shorts and standing in just her panties. Bobbie told her to take off her panties and show him her pussy. Sue pulled off her panties and there she was, standing completely naked in front of a black man that she had just met a couple hours before.

Now the games were about to begin…Bobbie had her bend over the table in the living room and spread her cheeks for him to see. My god, she was bent over like a whore on display with her ass pulled apart showing a black man her most intimate parts. After Bobbie did a complete inspection of her ass and pussy from behind, Sue was told to lay on the floor with her legs spread apart as far as she could. Bobbie took out his cock and knelt down by her side placing his cock next to her face. His cock was huge! It had to have been 9″ and it was still growing. He rubbed his cock on her lips and Sue just opened my mouth and began sucking him off.

After Bobbie’s cock was completely hard and wet with her saliva, he knelt between her legs and placed her legs on his shoulders. Slowly he began inserting his cock into Sue and I know he was not all the way in and she had came twice. It wasn’t long and he was fucking Sue with everything he had. I honestly believe his cock was into her womb as he was going places with his cock that she said other guys had never approached. After what seemed like an hour, Bobbie shot his cum into Sue and all she could do is lay there panting like a overheated dog! Her legs were spread apart and Bobbie’s cum was dripping on her asshole and onto the carpet.

From that night, Sue was hooked on black guys. She still will fuck white guys, but she gets off much more when she is being used as a black man’s whore. She now loves black men and give herself completely to them to use as they want. Sue has been with about 8 different black guys and been used at 1 gang-bang with 3 black guys and a black girl (whom she was forced to eat out after being fucked by one of the guys).

Matthew is one black dude that gets into humiliation of white ladies and has her do sex acts where people can see her performing on him and his buddies. When he is at her house she has to have all the blinds open and lights on while completely naked. When Sue sucks his cock and when he fucks her, it has to be in front of a window so neighbors or anyone driving/walking by will see them. When they are in public, he will fondle her pussy or tits when he knows that white people are watching them and Sue just seems to love being humiliated.

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My name is Madeline Jean-Christophe Bradshaw. I’m a plump White chick in her early fifties living in the city of Nepean, Province of Ontario. I stand five feet eleven inches tall, kind of curvy, with short blonde hair and pale green eyes. I worked as a Professor of Economics at the University of Ottawa for two decades and recently retired. My conservative husband Paul Bradshaw recently died so I’m free to explore my bisexuality at last. I’ve got the biggest ass you’ve ever seen on a White chick. A sixty-inch, heart-shaped White ass. I am a kinky bitch. And I love to fuck Black men ( and occasionally Black women ) in the ass with my thick strap-on dildo. You can say it’s sort of my fetish. Let’s explore this together, folks.

Right now, I’m fucking Anthony Mulenge in the ass. He’s a big and tall Black man from the Republic of Nigeria. He works as a Corrections Officer with the Ontario Ministry of Corrections. Anthony is married to a lovely Black lady named Miranda and they live in the suburb of Orleans. They have two daughters together. Anthony Mulenge seems like a respectable Black male professional. Yet he’s got a hidden fetish for bossy White women, which explains why he keeps coming back to me. I love the idea of dominating and even sexually enslaving Black guys and even Black chicks. So you could say that Anthony and I were made for each other.

I love sexually submissive Black guys like Anthony Mulenge. The big and tall Black guy from the Republic of Nigeria has a submissive streak the length of Lake Erie. I made him get naked and stroked his long and thick Black dick while fingering his asshole. Then I bend him over my knee and spanked him. I love spanking Black men. Anthony’s dick got really hard as I spanked his ass. When I started fingering his asshole again, he actually came. I smacked him for coming without permission and then told him I’d drill his ass with bayan gaziantep escort my strap-on dildo as punishment. Anthony actually grinned like a frigging clown.

Anthony squeals as I fuck him in the ass. It’s what he deserves for being a sexually submissive Black guy. I slam my dildo deep into Anthony’s asshole. I love fucking Black men in the ass. And lots of these supposedly macho Black guys love getting fucked by a bossy White woman with a strap-on dildo. It’s not something they discuss with their wives, girlfriends or buddies but you know it’s true. I’ve lost count of how many Black guy s contact me online for kinky fun. And I know how to satisfy them.

For decades I was married to a handsome albeit extremely conservative British-born African guy named Paul Bradshaw. He was a Theology student at the University of Ottawa when we first met. We got married, and had a son and daughter together. Our son Joshua is studying business at York University in the city of Toronto. Our daughter Megan is studying accounting at the University of Carleton in downtown Ottawa. We’ve done alright for ourselves. Unfortunately, my two decades spent living with Paul Bradshaw were the most sexually repressive of my life. I cared for him but now that he’s dead, I want to enjoy myself.

A big part of enjoying my newfound freedom and awakened sensuality is finding Black men whose asses I can ram with my strap-on dildo. And I am good at it. Just ask our friend Anthony Mulenge here. Actually, he’s kind of busy right now and can’t scream. Why is that, you may ask? Well, he’s been screaming a bit too much so I kind of had to gag him. Right now, he’s grumbling but can’t really scream. Even though I’m burying my twelve-inch strap-on dildo so far up his ass, it’s not even funny. I slam my dildo into Anthony’s ass, berating and bayan escort gaziantep teasing him along the way.

After giving Anthony’s asshole a thorough fucking, I pull my dildo out of him. I look inside his now gaping asshole, pausing to admire my handiwork. I love to look inside a Black man’s gaping asshole after fucking him with my strap-on dildo. What kind of White dominatrix would I be if I didn’t enjoy this sort of thing? Yeah, that’s what I thought. I give Anthony Mulenge a few moments to recover, then I ordered him to kneel before me. I made the macho Nigerian-born Canadian law enforcement official suck my strap-on dildo after fucking his ass with it. Then I ordered him to suck my milky toes. And he did it happily. Afterwards he took a shower and left my house.

I took a shower and got ready for my next guest. I told you before that I am exploring my bisexuality. Well, I’ve always found both Black guys and Black women to be sexually attractive. Most of the Black chicks I meet think I’m a weirdo when I hit on them. That’s why I was really looking forward to my next meeting. I encountered Celestine Armando online and have been chatting with her for a while. She’s a tall, absolutely gorgeous young Black woman of African and Italian descent. She’s studying business at the University of Ottawa and she’s exploring her bisexuality these days. Well, I found that really cool. And the fact that she was into BDSM and looking to explore her submissive side was a definite plus.

Celestine Armando came to my house, looking sexy as hell. I invited her to my living room and we had a talk. I wanted to get to know her better. I found her intelligent, sassy and sexy. I simply love Black women. They’re uniquely strong, sensual and hot in a way that us White chicks can never be. I’m actually woman enough to acknowledge escort bayan gaziantep that. Once we got all that out of the way, Celestine and I actually had a lot of fun together. This sexually submissive young Black woman was looking for a bossy mature White dominatrix and that’s exactly what I was for her.

I made Celestine get naked and admired her sexy body. The young Black woman was sexy as hell with her cute face, athletic body, sexy hips and big round ass. I got naked and she seemed to like what she saw. I’m not as young as I once was but I work out a lot and stay in shape. I’m fifty one years old, stand five feet eleven inches tall and weigh exactly two hundred and eight pounds. I think I look okay, if I do say so. And Celestine obviously thought so because she was eager to worship my mature yet sexy body. We ended up having a lot of fun together.

I ordered Celestine to get on her hands and knees and she did. I made her suck my pussy then lick my toes. The whole time I berated her. Then I bent her over my knee and spanked her. Celestine squealed as my heavy hands gave her sexy brown butt the spanking it deserved. I then fingered her asshole roughly while sliding a slim dildo into her pussy. I made my sexy Black slut scream. Then I took out my strap-on dildo and fucked her with it. Face down and ass up, that’s how I fucked my sexy Black female submissive. I spanked her ass and berated her endlessly while slamming my strap-on dildo into her cunt. Then I switched things up.

I laid Celestine on her back and raised her shapely legs in the air. I slid two fingers into her pussy to stimulate her. She moaned in pleasure. I slid my strap-on dildo into her asshole and the young Black slut began whistling a different tune. Laughing, I fucked her hard. I plunged the dildo deep into her asshole. I smacked her face, pinched her tits and spat on her. I wanted her to know who the boss was. I fucked her so roughly she cried. It turned me on so much that I came. After fucking her asshole with my strap-on dildo, I made her lick it. Then I told her to leave my house like the bitch she is. Later, she called me wanting more. I now have a sexy Black female submissive among my regular stable of sexually submissive Black studs. How cool is that?

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[[Hey all! This is the first part of a novella-ish length story about a Family so hot that laws literally changed to encompass their incestuous pornography films being allowed for public consumption. I play with perspective a bit in this and try to tell it through two characters. I hope you enjoy!]]

(Julie)

I’d say that I woke up to a morning like any other, but that would be a lie; this morning was special. Like Christmas fucking your Birthday while your wedding day eats them both out from behind. I leapt out of bed unbelievably horny, my dreams had apparently been nothing but a huge clit-tease and now there were mere hours between me and getting to fuck the hottest seven people on the entire planet at once: My family.

It might sound arrogant for me to suggest that those who share my incredible genes are the hottest, but in this case it isn’t just my opinion: My uncle Randy started his own porn company in which we’re the main performers and the popularity of our films has so eclipsed every other adult film studio on earth that many of them are shuttering, and the rest have to pay us exorbitant fees to license our movies and stay afloat by showing them. We’re that fucking good.

I took a few moments to check out that fine fucking bitch in the mirror, loving the way the morning light loved every part of my curves. The longest part of my 5’8″ height was my legs, which joined just beneath my flaring-out hips and ass, then the line tapered in the six-pack-ab adorned middle that made up my waist, and then blew outward again into my mind-bending GG cup breasts. Firmness ran in my family and until you saw the bounce or sway of the things you might have sworn I had implants. The pair lifted and stuck out more as I lifted my long blonde hair into a pair of pig-tails and batted my own golden-brown eyes at myself.

It wasn’t just exciting that I was going to get to bang my family for the first time today, it was heightened by the fact that this would be the first time my Uncle’s wing of the family—-the Johnsons—-would bring their considerable fucking prowess to bear on my mother’s branch, the Coopers. (I know there’s already a famous baseball player named Randy Johnson, but he renounced his nickname “The Big Unit” to my uncle, the second that big cock first showed up on camera.) So it was a red-letter day all around.

Of course I wasn’t coming into things a complete virgin. When my mother caught me at 18 having destroyed the entire baseball team when I was head cheerleader at school, she knew that I was destined to follow in her footsteps as an adult starlet. She helped me pick out a porn name (I went by GiGi Jizelle back then, in honor of my GG cups and how much I loved getting them covered in layers of spunk) and introduced me to her contacts in the industry. I was winning AVN Awards mere months later and was considered by insiders to be the hottest thing to happen to the industry my uncle or mother or brother or aunt or cousins, which is saying a lot given how much they all rocked the porn business in their time with it. Basically Coopers and Johnsons all cut their teeth blowing the minds (and body parts) of all the other big names before creating their own arm of the industry.

I got dressed after the mirror confirmed everything I’d hoped about myself (alright, I’ll admit that while I was proud to have a tight six pack, I was still jealous of the eight-pack mom was sporting. I’d have to work out a lot longer to hit that point I guess. I decided to keep it casual today and went with a pair of tight, ass-hugging jeans and a white half-shirt that could do nothing to stop the protrusion of my hard gum-drop nipples.

I bounced (and I do mean BOUNCED) down the stairs into the kitchen for breakfast, and was immediately greeted by the sight of my brother’s gorgeous, muscular back, corded muscles just slightly flexed as he bent over, his big beefy arms wrapped around my mother. I don’t think they were making out exactly, but obviously I’d walked in halfway through some sort of game of sexual chicken; my family was always doing that, teasing each other, pushing one another until someone broke and tried to fuck. It only followed logically that people who watched each other fuck on film all day would want to experience it.

Evan, (that’s my brother) backed off when I said “Good morning!” being as much a cockblock as I was a cocktease in that moment. He turned to face me and I savored the image of him, his massive biceps looking freshly pumped beneath his ripped-up shoulders, the splendor of his perfect stomach showing slightly through the tank-top he wore, cock bulging grotesquely in his board shorts. He grinned that perfect grin of his beneath his brown eyes and hair, looking for all the world like a kid with his hand caught in the cookie jar. Of course he’s in the industry as well, goes by the name “Evan Biggur” as a pun on the idea that he’s even bigger than the biggest you’d see on-screen.

“Morning, Julie,” he said as my mother hastily fussed with disheveled brunette escort gaziantep hair, her own brown eyes sparkling with mischief as she took me in.

“Oh darling, you’re looking just radiant today! Are you excited you finally get to get on the family camera?”

I could only nod in response, knowing my still-hard nipples were doing the talking for me in answer to that question.

“Still don’t look as radiant as you, mom,” It was true. Roxy Cooper, or, ‘Gedallia Rocksauff’ as she was known on camera did not look like a woman who could have given birth two me and a strapping son. Her towering five-foot-eleven height always left me feeling humbled, (though not as much as Evan’s 6’4″ footballer build) as did the fact that she was just in incredible shape, every muscle worked out to perfection, not scary big, but pronounced and toned. I was envious of her tits too, whopping HH cups that had barely more sag than my own huge GG’s. She was dressed very similar to me, blue-jeans and a halter-top in her case, but still very little hidden from the world as we prepared for the big shoot.

Evan poured himself a glass of orange juice as mom turned her attention to bacon that was beginning to sizzle.

“Honestly sis, thanks for saving me, I don’t know if I could take more her cockteasing?” I gave a tit-rolling shrug as I helped myself to one of the chairs and a blueberry muffin, “What’s that supposed to mean? You’ve been teased before.”

“Yeah, but this is different, I’ve been uh, saving up.”

I cocked my head at him, “Bullshit! I’ve still heard the usual shrieks of pleasure coming from your room, you’ve been having girlfriends over like usual.”

“Well sure, I’ve been banging the tits off bitches like usual, sure, I just haven’t been uh, ‘completing’ you know?”

“Evan! What have I told you about using that word!?” Mom cut in at him saying ‘bitches’.

He took on a hang-dog look, “You said not to use it if I wasn’t cramming my cock hard and fast into the slut I was calling bitch until she squirted a gallon of cunt-cream.”

“That’s my boy. I raised you with proper morality and don’t you forget it.”

“Shucks, sorry mom. Anyway, the point is, my fucking nuts haven’t been drained in over forty-eight hours now, and that’s the longest I’ve been without release since I got my first fucking hard-on.”

“Oh no, bro! Does it hurt?” I asked, genuinely curious. There were mysteries of male anatomy I’d never understand, even with my ample experience in operating it.

“Not exactly, I mean, it kinda aches, but mostly I just wanna cum real bad. I feel like it’s gonna be epic when I do.”

“I can’t wait to see it!”

Mom swayed around us, deliberately putting her perfect bubble-butt right in Evan’s face as she served me, then turned so he got her tits in profile as she put bacon on his plate as well.

“Actually, your uncle said that he and Johnny have been saving up too, maybe even longer than that. This should be quite the show!”

“Did you guys deny yourselves before last year’s orgy?” I asked.

The orgies had become quite the tradition for the family business. The Fuckatino Film company had been launched in a very smart way. It started with the press releases that celebrated porn star Randy Johnson was leaving the industry and started with him just doing some real basic solo vids, the kinds where he showed off the true dimensions of his incredible cock. One of the reasons he had to leave porn was because his co-stars tended to get too jealous to appear with him in film.. You can’t compete when you’ve been bragging that your nine incher is really thirteen when a genuine cock that’s even bigger than your lying number is also on camera. So even by just showing that beast off he was doing something revolutionary.

Then he added footage with his wife, which everyone loved, many of them not realizing he’d married a porn legend. Finally, rumors started swirling that other families were getting in on it behind the scenes but they didn’t release any footage until they’d cleared a few legal hurdles, their efforts alone redefining what could be legally penalized as incest. In the end, laws changed to accommodate them simply because public outcry to the contrary was too great, the world wanted to see my Aunt and cousins fuck and so long as there were no children from it, there was no harm.

From there, he’d slowly revved it up, longer scenes with more participants until the first orgy involving everyone who wasn’t still locked into industry contracts had gone off last year. I was still bound to mine so I could only jealously watch as my brother and mother came back home, drenched in sex, and so exhausted that even they had to take a day off of sex afterwards, which prior to that had been unthinkable. This year, my contract was up, and I too would get to see what the Fuckatino Family Business was really all about.

I only heard flashes of what had actually gone down. My Uncle getting his whole cock escort gaziantep bayan swallowed for the first time since he’d begun having sex. Mom literally destroying cameras with the power and volume of her squirting. The twins managing to make my brother cum just from rimming him. My Aunt fucking a bed to flinders riding her son. Johnny plowing the twins unconscious. It had gone on for more than a day and the stories were legendary. Now I was going to get to be a part of it!

After our late breakfast we all piled into Mom’s Bentley. It’s not as fun as the Corvette, but that doesn’t sit three as comfortably. I was stuck in the back while mom worked her hand between the gear-shift and the outline of Evan’s stupendous bulge, teasing him mercilessly as the rumbling engine jiggled our tits.

“Nggh, Mom, that feels really good but my balls are already so swollen!” he groaned.

She smirked and scooped a hand into his pants, clearly rubbing away at his overpacked scrotum.

“My poor big boys’ poor big boys.” Her tone was one of motherly concern even though her expression was that of a cock-eating shark.

“My POOR brother,” I joined in, moving unsafely to get my huge boobs grinding against the back of his head.

“Oh you guys are gonna fucking GET it,” Evan said through tightly clenched teeth.

“We certainly HOPE so!” Mom and I said in perfect coke-owing unison.

We arrived at Uncle Randy’s place all pretty worked up, I could feel a quiver in my clit that kept going long after the powerful engine had been shut off. His place looked normal enough from the outside, it was large with a huge bay window, some nice professional gardening out front and even a small tranquility fountain that babbled away on the lawn. Pausing to smile at mom and Evan I finally raised a hand to knock on the door.

________________________________________ (Johnny)

The knock signaled the end of a very pleasant morning. I’d woken up to getting my dick sucked, which was how I often woke up. Sometimes it was My mom. Sometimes it was one of my sisters (or both, they rarely let each other go solo on anything.) Sometimes it was my Aunt Roxy, though that was rare. As far as I was concerned there was no better way in the world to come out of sleep than feeling yourself halfway down a wet hot throat.

This particular morning it was Mom who was doing the sucking, she was slowly jacking my whopper in both hands while her mouth bobbed up and down on my cockhead. I groaned, “Yeah, fucking suck it, mom, I love how you worship this dick!”

Most girls did worship it, really. I was the lucky recipient of proper Johnson DNA, the incredible genetic collection of parts that made muscles come easy, sex last for hours, and above all, my penis beyond huge. Both me and my cousin Evan had the kinds of cocks that shattered the world of pornography, and both of us were just following in our father’s footsteps. I think dad’s a hair bigger than us, but you never know, we’re still young enough we might grow a little yet before we’re done, I’d always like to think I’d be able to take my old man eventually.

Speaking of Oedipus, my mom pulled off my cock, drooling a thick strand of slobber all over my shaft as she moved down to give each of my huge nuts a savoring, worshipful kiss.

“Mmm, morning to you too, mom,” I groggily said as I reached out a hand to paw at one of her enormous J-cup tits.

“Morning, baby. Where do you want to cum?” she asked as she licked up the slobber-trail she’d just left.

“Nnnngh, I hate to say it, but I don’t. Family orgy today and I don’t want to waste even a single load before it begins.

She pouted mockingly, “Awww, after all that work I just did?”

I shrugged, “Tell you what, I promise to save my first load for you. Where do you want it when I do?”

She thought about it a moment, “Half in my mouth, half in my face, baby.”

“You got it.”

“Such a respectful son.” Her giggle was light and tinkly. She gave my cockhead a goodbye kiss before sweeping her long blonde hair back and standing up, adjusting her tits a little before she treated me to an ass-wiggling exit from the room. Mom had always been a cock-tease, but she was a cock-pleaser too so it all balanced out in the end. Speaking of ends, hers was a delight to watch on its way through the door. There’s a reason the industry dubbed her simply enough: “Sexi Lexi”.

Finally I stretched and stood up, heading right to the bathroom to shower. I made it a cold one today, not wanting to knock over any furniture with my famously massive erection. I shook my head as I caught sight of it in the transparent reflection in the glass door of the bathtub,

“Dude, you’ve got a big dick,” I said. Not bragging, it was just the truth. I spread the soap all over the perfectly cut body I’d earned with hours in the gym and days in endless hardcore fuck-fests, I loved the feel of how much my biceps bulged, the way the water flowed into escort gaziantep kızlar different tributaries around my jacked-as-fuck abs, and the comforting stability of my thick-ass quads. My body was built to fuck, and I’d honed into an even more perfect sex-machine with every passing day. As my cock finally began to flag I reached down and cupped the meaty weight of my heavy ballsack, noting that the big boys were definitely heavier than usual, all in anticipation of finally getting to fuck her.

Her? My cousin, the unbelievable piece of ass that was coming to her and my first family “reunion” this year. Julie “GG Jizelle” Cooper had the firmest tits in the family for their size even if they weren’t quite as big as Aunties or Mom’s, and something about her just grabbed me more than any of the thousands of co-stars had so far. Now that she was contract free, it was time to show her what my big fucking cock did to hot pieces of ass like her. But, you know, in a loving kissing cousins sort of way.

I through on the button-up shorts I knew I wouldn’t be wearing long and a tee that hugged my muscles as I went downstairs to join everyone else. The twins were looking pretty hot with their yoga-pants and bikini-tops, both garments hugging every generous curve. I mean, in our family they actually had the tiniest tits to offer, but that still meant Maria and Andrea still had FF cups that blew almost everyone else on earth right the fuck out of the water. Add those crystal-blue eyes and that jet black hair and you might as well have cut the ribbon on a fucking boner-factory right there.

Lastly, sitting back in his big comfy recliner was the man himself, Randy Johnson. I could never stop being thankful this dude was my father, and while I hoped to one day surpass him as the world’s greatest porn star, I would never stop respecting him. The man could tear apart a hole in a way that would still take me years to master. When that knock at the door sounded, he was the one who stood up and let the Cooper family in.

I gave Evan some dab as we both sized each other up; he was a little older and I couldn’t help competing a little, but at the end of the day we’re pretty cool with each other. Still, I’m sure I’m the bigger stud. This was just going to be my first year to prove it.

Randy escorted them to sit on the big-ass couch (that couch has seen a lot action, trust me) and then we all took the different chairs and love seats to join them, the eight of us all kinda making little smalltalk. My eyes were on Julie and that sexy rack of hers, such whoppers I don’t think she was even wearing a bra under that halter and they still looked pushed up.

“So before we get started, I just wanted to make something clear,” Randy said. “This is a Johnson-Cooper family reunion. Now I know you all know that means we’re in for an intense fuck-fest the rest of the world can only watch and envy, but we have two newbies this year. Johnny, Julie, are you both REALLY sure you’re ready for this?”

I snorted, “‘course’.” Because it was obvious. Julie looked confused, “Yeah, why wouldn’t we be?”

Randy stood up then, hooking his fingers through the belt-loops of his shorts, big mitts framing his big package, “Well you need to understand. Normally, when we all fuck out there in the industry like you guys have been doing the last couple of years, we hold back, right? If we didn’t, we’d break our co-stars and probably ruin their careers,”

“Not to mention their holes!” Evan cut in and I gave him an approving high-five.

“Yes, exactly. Now in this, NO one is going to hold back. This is going to be the longest, sweatiest, slobbery-est, ball-slappingest, ass-rippingest, cunt-killingest, gaggyest no-holds-barred slaughter-orgy that you all have ever been through. You might need more time. You might not be ready. You could leave here bruised and humiliated and drained because even though you’re both very impressive specimens of Johnson-Cooper DNA, you haven’t been at this as long as the rest of us and we could leave you in the dust. So I ask again: Are you ready?

I just nodded, but Julie surprised me,

“Ready to get your cock down my throat, uncle,” she said with a giggle. Even he looked surprised, who knew my little kissin’ cousin had grown into such a slut! This was gonna be a fun time. ________________________________________ (Julie) I couldn’t believe what I’d just said! From the looks on their faces, they couldn’t either, but shock was soon replaced by knowing glances and easy smiles.

“Come on, you know what I’m like, you’ve seen my work!” I said, trying to smooth things over a little more.

Then it was my turn to be surprised when Johnny shook his head, “Actually, cuz, I haven’t.”

I frowned, “Why not? Don’t you find me sexy?”

He shook his head again, “It’s not that. I didn’t want spoilers. Ever since you started working I realized you were just the hottest thing I’d ever seen. I’ve been dying for this day and I didn’t want to ruin it.”

The room was dead silent. Johnny seemed to realize what a fawning little speech he’d given and he blushed deep. I decided to rescue him from the awkward moment.

For a moment I thought I must have been a lot more embarrassed than I thought as a trickle of sweat rolled down my neck, but then I noticed drops beginning to bead on Evan’s biceps and Mom’s cleavage too.

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Sally’s Second Session with Theresa

Before turning on the recording of my session with Theresa, I had set my alarm for 5:00 A.M. Monday morning. I was joining Robert at his favorite restaurant at 6:00 P.M. and my son had a swim meet after; the only time I would have for the gym was the crack of dawn. While on the treadmill I intended to select some counselors to recommend to Theresa. I had lost any sense of therapeutic objectivity with her, it was my ethical and professional responsibility to withdraw. I was also worried about myself. I attributed much of my success to self-discipline, my thoughts and desires were now ricocheting around beyond any power I had to control them. I was scared; part of me liked those thoughts. Unchecked, they could endanger my career, my place in society, my sense of self, and my accomplishments.

I arrived at the office a few minutes early wearing a conservative blue business suit. The day proceeded well, but as 4:00 P.M. approached my uneasiness grew. I liked Theresa and we had established an instant rapport. I did not look forward to disappointing her.

At 4:00 P.M. my staff buzzed me to let me know Theresa had arrived. I opened the door to see the two women who work for me happily holding up potted plants decorated with large red bows.

Theresa explained. “As late as we ran on Friday, I figured these ladies probably stayed a little bit late trying to figure out what to do. These,” pointing to the plants, “are my apology and thank you.”

Theresa seemed a different woman than she had on Friday. She was wearing make-up and her hair, which was pulled behind her head during our last visit, now fell freely to her shoulders, framing her lovely face. She was wearing mid-calf level boots with two-inch heels, a skirt that reached her knees, and a loose fitting pressed man’s shirt whose top two buttons were open, revealing a gleaming white tee shirt underneath. She was probably not wearing a bra, I thought.

The biggest difference from our last visit, however, was the smile on her face. Whatever had happened since Friday’s session, Theresa had liked it.

I invited her into my office. As soon as the door shut Theresa hugged and kissed me on the cheek. Her breasts pressed against me, confirming my thoughts about her bra. She stepped back slightly, taking my hands in hers, and the words spilled out of her.

“I had the most amazing weekend. There were a dozen roses waiting for me when I got home with a note from Miles to meet him in the bedroom. I guess it’s our bedroom now. The sex was tremendous. He promised to celebrate our time alone my cumming inside me in each room of the house. We didn’t quite make it – it’s a big house – but it wasn’t for lack of trying. During our breaks I told him about our session. He said he will support whatever I decide. Sally, I know we didn’t conclude anything during our last visit, but you treated me with respect. I came in feeling like a pervert and left feeling like a woman. A woman with an issue, but not a crazy deviant. I understand I may need to stop it with my son, but for the first time in months my sense of nagging self-loathing is gone.”

This was not the time to tell her she needed a new therapist. I put down the list of other mental health professionals I was going to ask her to consider. I would call on my training and experience and get through this session.

“Miles asked whether you wanted to see him.”

I had thought about that. In order to properly evaluate her and her relationship, protocol required that I talk to her son. To do that both of them to would need to waive confidentiality so I could freely discuss with each what I learned from the other. In normal couples therapy a waiver of confidentiality was assumed and could be verbal. Theresa and Miles were not a normal couple. A formal written waiver of confidentiality was required. However, I expected this to be my last session with her. I knew I needed to refer her to someone else. I decided to postpone discussing an appointment with her son until the end of the session.

“That was actually one of the matters I intended to discuss with you. We’ll get to that later.”

Letting go of my right hand, she still held my left while we walked to the couch. Her body language and tug on my hand indicated she expected me to sit next to her as I had at the end of our last session. I had intended to sit in my chair, but realized my rule about physical boundaries was already hopelessly compromised. Any effort to re-establish it now would be artificial. It would also signal disapproval to Theresa, which would impede our progress. I sat down next to her.

We discussed the first two issues I had addressed in my research. She was aware of the increased risk of birth defects and assured me she was on birth control. I also reviewed my research about incest as a universal taboo; its prohibition was not just an artifact of Western culture. As I suspected, her concern was not incest’s rejection as a universal norm, but the harm it might be doing to two very specific people: her and her son.

I turned to this concern. I could see she gaziantep escort kadın was nervous. I took her hand in mine.

“Theresa, there is no reason to believe that incest is inherently harmful. It can be, but there is no research to conclude it must be. While I can understand why it is against the law, there is no evidence that incest is always damaging.”

Her relief was palatable. For the second time that session she threw her arms around me and hugged me. This time I found myself looking forward to the crush of her breasts against my body.

“Let’s not celebrate too quickly. There are still serious issues here. I would like to discuss the first two together. Your son is a teen-age boy. He should be developing conventional social ties and growth. He is not going to take advantage of the full opportunities of life if his primary focus is finding ways to get his father out of the house so he can make love to his mother. Concomitantly, your marriage is not in good shape. Sex with your son is going to distract you from any effort to address it.

“On the other hand, let’s say he ends his relationship with you to lead what society would call a normal life, how would that affect you? You’re his mother. He would not be like a high school boyfriend who left you for a girl he met in college. You wouldn’t need to interact with that guy ever again. You will need to do so with your son. How are you going to react when you can no longer be his lover?”

Theresa took her time. When she replied her tone of voice was contemplative.

“I hadn’t thought about it in exactly those terms, but you’re right. My son was awarded a full scholarship to Stanford. When our affair first began he talked about going to a local school and not a college two time zones away. The first few weeks I agreed, but then the mother in me stepped forward. I knew, we both knew, that Stanford was the right place for him. It’s going to be terrible not being with him full time. We even discussed my moving to California, but we both realized that would just delay the problem. At some point he needs to move on.

“As to my marriage, you’re right again. But, the point is, I don’t really want to fix it. My husband has his job, it’s his one great love. I am quite happy letting my husband be absorbed in his work while I am absorbed in his son.”

She was clearly upset. She looked down, then back at me, all the time rubbing her hands together or fumbling with the buttons of her shirt. I put my arm around her shoulder to comfort her.

The contact helped. She continued. “It’s funny you brought this up. My son mentioned over the weekend that he might have an answer to at least some of these problems.”

“Did he explain what it was?”

“No, I asked. He said it was one of those ideas that if you looked at it too hard, it would never thrive.”

“Did you think he had a real idea or was he just comforting you?”

“Something real was in his head. This is not something he would kid about.”

I decided to pass over his comment. We would get back to it later.

“Theresa, I raise these issues because they should be considered. By themselves they are not reasons to end the relationship. In fact, while they may be good grounds not to start an incestual relationship, once you’re in it they simply become things that need to be worked out. The fact that you and your son are talking about them are good. You should continue to do so. Which brings me to my last concern, consent.”

I explained the general concerns about consent in incest before arriving at her particular case.

“When you told me about the night you became lovers, I was struck by the number of times your son asserted control over you. He made you promise to obey him before you went shopping, talked about taking you from his father as if you were property, and spoke about owning your cunt.”

Theresa took a few seconds to answer.

“He is an aggressive lover. I love the power I feel in him when we are in bed. Of course, I not exactly sure how he would have gotten me into his bed without his being aggressive. I wasn’t about to volunteer.”

That drew a smile from me.

“An aggressive powerful lover is fine. I am not saying there is anything wrong here, but I do want to explore it further. Have you two ever had sex to which you initially objected?”

“Yes, is there anything wrong with that?” She seemed confused.

“No, every couple but the dullest has. When I asked you the question did one particular event come to your mind.”

“Yes, how did you know?”

“I did go to school for this stuff. You were thinking about consent in your relationship. When I asked you about agreeing to do something to which you had initially objected the strongest example would be the first one in your thoughts. Now I want you to tell me about it.”

She hesitated for a second, decided to go ahead, and scooted closer to me on the couch, placing her left hand on my right knee. The physical contact made her feel more comfortable and I, to be honest, enjoyed it. escort gaziantep kadın I decided to let it slide.

“Since we became lovers my son had asked me about anal sex. I have a few girlfriends who have tried it and none of them endorsed it. My husband tried it once, but he hadn’t even penetrated me when I panicked and told him to stop and he is not nearly as big as my boy. So I told Miles no.

“He never insisted, but he was clearly still interested. He never missed an opportunity to complement my butt. He found my backside especially fascinating when his father was around. I had given up trying to stop him from putting his hand on my fanny or pressing his erection against it, when his father was in the next, or sometimes the same, room.

“He also included it in our lovemaking. He loved to give me a back rub, ending up gently biting me at the base of the coccyx, nibbling along the length of the edges of the crevice in my butt….”

Here she turned to me. “Is there a word for that?”

“Several,” I answered, “intergluteal cleft, vertical gluteal crease, and gluteal cleft are some.”

The absurdity of these terms in the present context brought a soft laugh from both of us. She continued.

“You do know some stuff. Well, he would nibble along the edges of that thing you said, then kiss it, then run his tongue along it, then do it all again. He would separate the cheeks of my ass and run his tongue along the bottom of the cleft. He would then pay special attention to my anus. He would gently blow air onto it, which would make it quiver. He would lick it and force his tongue inside my sphincter. He often brought me to orgasm by reaching under me with his hand and masturbating me while his mouth paid attention to my ass. When we first started out there would be some tension back there, but after awhile I started to relax. He noticed it also and commented on how mush easier it was to push his tongue inside me. I was sure happy for that, because I was learning to love what he did back there. I never knew my butt was such a sensitive area and could bring me such pleasure. When he tongue-fucked my sphincter while stroking my clitoris with his fingers, it seemed that the same fire that burned in my cunt was burning in my backside.

“It worked the other way. When his mouth was on my pussy he would use his fingers to stimulate by fanny. He would stroke my anus and then slip a finger inside me. He was always careful to use a lubricant. He started out with his pinkie, but over time he worked up to his middle finger. Often he would slip his thumb into my vagina and his middle finger into my butt while sucking on my clitoris. He developed a rhythm so everything down there seemed to be moving together. I had not imagined that my butthole could be a source of such pleasure. I went from anxiety when he approached my butt to yearning for it, but still there was a big difference between his fingers and that fat cock of his.

“The big moment came during Family Day at Coliseum, my husband’s company. The company throws an annual picnic for its employees’ families. It starts with a high-tech presentation about the company followed by the usual trappings. The company hires a local band, there are softball and volleyball games, and the food and beer flow freely. As the wife of an executive my attendance is essentially mandatory, but Miles hadn’t gone in years. Thus, I was surprised when he said he would love to go when my husband asked him That night, after my husband had fallen asleep and Miles and I had finished making love on the couch downstairs, I asked him if he was up to something. He said he certainly was, but I would have to wait to find out what.

“It was bright and sunny the day of the picnic. As a result even more people attended than usual. When the presentation in the auditorium was announced my son held me back for a second so that we were among the last to enter. All of the seats had been taken, so my son directed me to the half-wall and railing that ran along the back of the auditorium. I leaned against the wall; my son stood behind me. Then he leaned forward slightly, and I felt his hard cock touching my butt.

“As I instinctively pulled forward, he whispered, ‘Look around, it’s safe.’ I did; he was right. The half wall was interspersed with thick square floor to ceiling columns. We were standing between the final column and the wall of the auditorium. The column blocked any view of us from the side. The lights had been turned off and the light from the stage was blocked by the half wall. The area behind it was near pitch black. The only possible way you could see what was going on would be if you were standing right on top of us, and there was nobody within twenty feet.

“‘You’re still being bad,’ I told him.

“‘I can be worse, you know,’ and with that he slipped his fingers into the belt loops of my shorts and pulled me back until my rump was planted on his erection. He didn’t rub it against me, but he definitely let me know it was there.”

“Did he stop?”

“No, and I didn’t ask him to. gaziantep kadın escort It was turning me on but I figured nothing could come of it. We were surrounded by hundreds of people, but all I realy cared about was his presence. I loved the way his strong body felt against me and, oddly considering the packed room, I remembered how good he smelled: he was wearing an aftershave and cologne we had picked out together.

“After the presentation my husband went outside to drink beer and share war stories with his buddies. My son and I wandered throughout the facility. He was still bad, whenever we were alone he would stroke my butt and kiss me. When we had the chance we held hands like teen-agers. I was still pretty aroused and enjoyed his tongue in my mouth even with my eyes open to make sure no one saw us. Then we went outside and separated for awhile. He played volley ball while I chatted with some people I knew. The next time I was aware of him was when I heard his voice behind me. He had two plates full of food and two soft drinks. ‘Hungry? Thirsty?,’ he asked.

“We sat and ate. As we did so he pointed to his father’s office on the second floor of the building. He observed that the combination of the darkened environmental-friendly windows, the brightness of the sun, and the lack of any lights inside the offices meant you couldn’t see in the offices from the outside. I looked up and, wondering what he was up to, agreed.

“‘For example,’ he went on, ‘I can’t see the three foot tall model of Dad’s latest project that sits on the conference table under that window.’ He pointed. I looked up again. He was right. I wasn’t sure what he was getting at.

“‘Maybe someone stole the model. You and I need to investigate.’

“He stood up and offered his hand to help me up. I grabbed it and stood next to him.

“We started walking towards the building, which made no sense. While guests had been provided with a temporary key cards to get into the main building, for security purposes the individual offices had been locked and screens covered the windows in the doors. “You know we can’t get inside his office,’ I told him.

“As we reached the building my son, looking like the cat who caught the canary, reached into his pocket and fished out a small key, ‘Well there is that spare key he keeps at the house.’

“We used the key card to enter. I started up the stairs, my son behind me. I was about to object to his entire plan when he said, ‘Those shorts sure do show off that fine butt of yours. I have been able to think of very little but your rump since we got here. I’ve been thinking about shoving my tongue inside, I’ve been thinking of tickling it with my pinkie, I’ve been thinking about …’ He continued in this vein, describing in detail all the things he wanted to do to my backside. I couldn’t believe the conversation, walking through my husband’s office building while my son described in minute detail how he was going to make love to my ass. He stopped for a moment when another couple entered the stairwell, heading downstairs. It was the company’s senior vice-president and his attractive young secretary. I had seen his wife outside. Hanky panky in the building was apparently company policy.

“The second floor hallway was empty and my son resumed his inventory of the ways he lusted for my ass. I was getting extremely turned on. He opened the door to my husband’s office and holding my hand walked over to the table: the model was still there. Standing behind me, he reached his arms around to cup my breasts, which he gently kneaded. ‘We now know two things,’ he announced, ‘the model is still here and no one can see inside this room.’ He was kissing me on the neck and nibbling on my ears. He was gently rocking his erection against my behind. His left hand left my breast and slid down my body, where he placed it on my belt buckle and started moving by body in the same rhythm as his, making sure I could feel his hard cock as he our bodies swayed in rhythm.

“I was still worried. I asked him what we would do if his father came through the door. Miles told me what I wanted to here. ‘It can’t happen. First, he is already three sheets to the wind. He couldn’t make it up the steps or fit a key in the door. Even if he did, he wouldn’t recognize or remember what he saw. But we don’t need to worry about even that. He asked me to bring him his keys when we left the house. I gave him the set without the office key.’

“The hand which was rocking my hips unbuckled and unzipped my shorts. He dipped his hand inside and started playing with the entrance of my vagina. He could feel how wet I was. He was not going to believe any protest I made about making love in his father’s office, but it really didn’t matter any more. Any desire I had to say no was a fleeting velleity.

“His middle finger slipped inside my vagina. His thumb rested just above my clitoris. He started to move his thumb in slow gentle circles. My clit was throbbing under this indirect stimulation. With his other hand he continued to caress my breasts through my bra, which made the fire between my legs burn even brighter. I matched his movements, keeping his monstrous erection pressed against my butt. He unhooked my bra and his left hand moved around to my left breast. Mostly he just held and gently squeezed it. Occasionally he would tease my nipple with one of his fingers, which further heated up an already over-heated pussy. It was a position meant to arouse me, but not to push me over the edge.

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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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Je remercie Sadkins116 et Rebeccasm les auteurs de ce récit dont le titre original est « Jesse’s Journey Down a Rabbit Hole » sur ce site.

Dans sa version originale, cette histoire était illustrée, Malheureusement Sadkins116 vient de supprimer sa page sur Literotica. Il m’a affirmé avoir envoyé toutes ses histoires à Rebeccasm qui les republiera peut-être. Si j’arrive à récupérer les illustrations, je les joindrais au texte lors de la publication sur mon blog.

Enfin, je remercie tous les lecteurs qui me suivent et plus particulièrement ceux qui me laissent un petit commentaire.

Bien sûr, l’avertissement est de rigueur : Ce texte comprend de la soumission féminine et masculine, de la contrainte, de l’esclavage. Si votre esprit est en contradiction avec ces thèmes, ne perdez pas votre temps à le lire.

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Après avoir signé tous les papiers et formulaires que Kévin lui a remis, celui-ci dit à Brenda qu’il est tard et que la journée du lendemain va être longue. Il lui montre la chambre où elle dormira et il lui dit qu’il la réveillera à 6 heures.

Brenda dort profondément quand son fils entre dans la chambre. Il la secoue légèrement et il dit :

– Hé maman esclave, il est temps de se lever. Va prendre une douche et prépare-toi. Je te retrouve en bas dans quinze minutes.

Kévin sort de la chambre en enjambant Jessie et Marcus qui dorment sur le sol.

Brenda saute pratiquement du lit et se précipite dans la salle de bain. Pour la première fois depuis longtemps elle est heureuse. Aujourd’hui elle commence à se venger de son ex-mari Marcus et de sa femme Jessie. Elle veut impressionner Maître Kévin et donc ne pas être en retard. L’eau chaude coulant en cascade sur son corps emporte le reste de sommeil tandis que son esprit se remplit d’idées de ce qu’elle veut faire aux esclaves.

Brenda sort de la salle de bain enveloppée dans une serviette rose. Marcus et Jessie sont réveillés maintenant et attendent d’être libérés. Brenda donne un coup de pied sur le coude de Marcus et sourit en disant :

– Alors lopette, ton cul est à moi maintenant, n’est-ce pas excitant?

Marcus grimace et fixe le sol sans répondre. Cette c’est un coup de pied dans l’estomac qu’il reçoit.

– Réponds-moi esclave!

– Oui Maîtresse je suis très excitée. Répond Marcus.

En vérité c’est la dernière chose qu’il voudrait au monde, mais il sait qu’il ne doit plus la mettre en colère.

Brenda se tourne vers Jessie et lui ordonne :

– Salope, je vais te libérer. Tu as quinze minutes pour te préparer. Maître Kévin t’accompagne à l’école.

Dès qu’elle est déliée, Jessie se met debout et court aux toilettes. Puis elle va à la salle de bain, se lave les dents, saute sous la douche et se lave rapidement les cheveux. Elle sait qu’elle n’a plus beaucoup de temps donc elle s’essuie et sèche ses cheveux. Si elle va à l’école, c’est que Kévin veut qu’elle donne ses cours. Elle doit être présentable. Exactement quinze minutes plus tard après l’ordre, Jessie entre dans la cuisine. Kévin et Brenda sont assis à la table et parlent doucement. Mais ils s’arrêtent quand Jessie entre.

Brenda regarde l’horloge sur le mur et gronde :

– Juste à temps salope. Mais que tu saches à l’avenir, quand je dis quinze minutes il faut que ce soit moins. Ne sois jamais en retard.

– Oui Maîtresse, l’esclave comprend. Répond Jessie docilement.

Elle va dans un coin et reste debout en attendant qu’on lui dise quoi faire. Elle regarde Kévin se lever et lui jeter un sac. Elle l’ouvre et en sort une jupe courte blanche et un haut sans manche et dos ouvert. Au fond du sac se trouve une paire de bottes blanches à talons. Elle enfile le tout et grimace à l’idée d’enseigner dans cette tenue. Elle est habillée comme une pute ou une strip-teaseuse. Mais elle sait qu’elle n’a pas le choix. Elle attend que son Maître parle.

– Esclave, on m’a dit que tu étais dominée à l’université. C’est ça? Demande Kévin.

– Oui Maître. Lorsque Maître X m’a fait aller à l’école presque nue, Janice WILSON m’a vu. Depuis, elle me rend la vie difficile. Je dois me présenter à son bureau tous les matins à sept heures. Je dois me déshabiller lorsque j’arrive, puis me rendre à son bureau, me mettre à genoux et attendre ses ordres. Habituellement elle me fait lécher sa chatte puis elle me dit ce que je dois faire pendant la journée. Répond Jessie.

– Bon, il nous reste une quinzaine de minutes pour aller à l’université, donc nous ferions bien de partir.

Jessie ne sait pas ce qu’il va se passer, mais après Maître John, M. ASH, Janice et maintenant Maître Kévin, rien n’a plus vraiment d’importance. Elle est programmée pour obéir.

Le trajet ne dure qu’une dizaine de minutes. Kévin dit à sa belle-mère d’entrer et d’obéir à toutes les instructions de Janice.

– Je te verrai plus tard esclave, et ne parle pas de moi à Mme WILSON.

Jessie hoche la tête et sort de la voiture. Elle se dirige vers la porte d’entrée et se déshabille. Elle regarde autour d’elle pour voir s’il y a quelqu’un, puis met ses vêtements dans un sac et entre dans le bâtiment.

Kévin attend une minute avant de sortir son téléphone et appeler. Il sourit au fait que Maître X lui donne exactement ce kumral gaziantep escort qu’il a toujours voulu, un harem de belles esclaves.

Marcher nue dans le couloir de l’université effraie et excite toujours Jessie. Les premières fois, elle a presque joui en marchant. Maintenant, ça attise juste le feu qui semble toujours brûler profondément en elle. Elle arrive au bureau de Janice et met le sac de ses vêtements à côté de la porte. Puis elle s’agenouille et frappe à la porte. Il reste deux minutes avant sept heures. Elle attend à genoux jusqu’à ce qu’elle entende « Entre! ». Alors elle entre dans le bureau à quatre pattes.

Janice est devant son bureau. Le week-end avait été long et elle a hâte d’humilier Jessie. Aujourd’hui elle va lui faire lécher sa chatte jusqu’à ce qu’elle jouisse. Puis elle la raccompagnera nue dans sa classe de cours. Janice aime attendre quelques minutes avant le début des cours pour lui apporter ses vêtements. Elle regarde Jessie ramper dans son bureau. « Il y a quelque chose de différent. Elle semble plus soumise que jamais. Je me demande ce qui s’est passé ce week-end. Je veux le savoir? Je me demande ce qu’il faudra pour qu’elle me le dise » pense Janice.

Jessie avance devant Janice et embrasse ses pieds. Elle attend, les lèvres sur les chaussures que Janice lui dise ce qu’elle veut. Celle-ci est ravie d’avoir sa plus grande rivale comme esclave sexuelle. Elle veut utiliser cette salope de la pire façon, mais avant elle doit soulager ses frustrations.

– Debout! Et allonge-toi sur mon bureau esclave, j’ai besoin de me défouler.

Jessie n’hésite pas et se penche rapidement sur le bureau de Janice. Celle-ci attrape une règle en plastique et commence à la faire tomber sur le cul exposé. Elle donne une trentaine de coup avant de laisser Jessie s’écrouler sur le sol.

Puis Janice passe ses mains dans son dos pour dégrafer sa jupe qu’elle laisse tomber. Elle ne porte pas de culotte aujourd’hui, car elle était tellement excitée qu’elle voulait être prête pour profiter autant que possible de la merveilleuse langue de son esclave. La culotte n’aurait fait que gêner.

– Occupe-toi esclave, j’ai attendu ça tout le week-end. Mais je crois que nous devrons régler ce problème. Je crois que je devrais te rendre visite quand l’université n’est pas ouverte. Dit Janice en tirant le visage de Jessie sur sa chatte.

*****

Kévin attend dans la voiture et parle avec Maître X. Puis une autre auto s’arrête à côté et Christy WILSON en descend. Elle porte une robe blanche qui couvre à peine ses seins et son cul, et une paire de bottes blanches à talons identique à celle de Jessie. Elle est très nerveuse. Être au travail de sa mère habillée comme une pute l’effraie. Mais elle ne peut rien refuser à son Maître. Il pourrait la détruire avec un seul appel. Mais ce n’est plus du chantage. Christy est accro à ce rôle d’esclave de Kévin. Elle se place près de la portière conducteur et elle tombe à genoux.

Kévin ne la regarde même pas. Maître X et lui finalise leurs plans. Finalement quand il raccroche, il ouvre la portière et sort.

– A poil esclave! Ordonne-t-il.

Christy se déshabille rapidement et tend à Kévin ses vêtements et ses bottes. Elle est maintenant nue sur le parking de l’université. Un frisson parcoure sa colonne vertébrale. Christy sait qu’après aujourd’hui sa vie ne sera plus jamais la même.

Kévin lui enchaîne les chevilles puis il lui menotte les mains derrière le dos. Ensuite il la traîne vers la porte, chaque pas provoquant des frissons d’excitation dans le corps de Christy. Plus ils se rapprochent du bâtiment, plus elle tremble. Lorsque Kévin stoppe juste à l’extérieur, il se tourne vers Christy et lui dit :

– On est d’accord salope? Je vais rendre visite à ta mère pendant cinq minutes. Et quand je t’appelle tu rampes dans son bureau. Tu n’es pas autorisée à dire un mot à moins que je te dise le contraire. Tu vas ramper jusqu’au milieu de la pièce et tu resteras à genoux, tête baissée. Compris?

– Oui Maître, j’ai compris. Répond Christy dans un murmure.

– Bon suis-moi.

Kévin entrouvre la porte d’entrée de l’université. Il tend la main et pose un morceau de ruban adhésif sur le détecteur de mouvement qui allume les lumières. Il ne veut pas pour le moment que Janice sache qu’il est là. Ils avancent tous les deux dans le couloir jusque vers le bureau de Janice WILSON. Une fois devant la porte, Kévin se penche, écoute et attend. Il peut entendre Janice cracher des obscénités et traiter Jessie de tous les noms vulgaires possibles. Le jeune garçon attend qu’elle soit proche de l’orgasme puis il entre.

Janice est sur le point de jouir quand la porte de son bureau s’ouvre et que Kévin GRABAS entre. Tout envie de jouir disparaît dans l’instant. Elle est prise avec la mère de Kévin en train de lui brouter la chatte. Elle essaie de reprendre ses esprits et elle repousse Jessie. Puis elle s’approche de Kévin et bafouille :

– K… Ké… Kévin… Qu’est-ce que tu fais ici? Je veux dire… Ce n’est pas ce que tu penses… Elle…

– FERME LA SALOPE! Je sais très bien ce que c’était! Crie Kévin.

Janice se tait lorsque la grosse voix du gaziantep kumral escort garçon la prend par surprise.

– Maintenant, je sais ce que vous avez fait à mon esclave. Et je ne suis pas content. Maintenant je veux que vous compreniez exactement ce qui va se passer. Vous êtes maintenant mon esclave. Vous ferez tout ce que je demande. Vous le ferez sans hésitation et avec enthousiasme sans vous plaindre.

Janice entend ce que Kévin dit, mais elle n’a pas l’intention de se soumettre à lui. Son visage rougit de colère et elle commence à lui crier dessus quand elle le voit faire un signe vers la porte ouverte. Janice reste figée sur son cri quand elle voit sa fille Christy ramper sur ses genoux, complètement nue dans son bureau. Son visage trahit ses émotions successives, colère, surprise, choc et enfin peur de ce qui se passe. Elle regarde sa fille et voit les menottes et les chaînes. Elle se met à trembler alors que chaque nerf de son corps est à vif et qu’elle n’arrive pas à réfléchir.

– Maintenant, à moins que vous ne fassiez exactement ce que je veux, je n’aurai pas d’autre choix que de m’en prendre à ma chère Christy. Ou alors, vous pouvez vous déshabillez maintenant et me demander gentiment d’être votre Maître. Dit Kévin.

Il regarde la résistance de Janice fondre comme de la glace sur le feu. Il attend que la femme se rende complètement. Bientôt elle commence à retirer sa veste et son chemisier. Quelques instants après elle se retrouve debout devant Kévin complètement nue en essayant de couvrir ses seins et sa chatte avec ses mains. Elle baisse la tête et dit doucement :

– S’il vous plaît Kévin, prenez-moi comme esclave, laissez-moi vous servir. Mais tout ce que je demande c’est de laisser tranquille ma fille.

Kévin rigole en l’entendant :

– Pas de chance salope, cependant si tu es sage, peut-être que je serais gentil avec elle. Et peut-être que je ne la mettrais pas sur le trottoir. Maintenant mets-toi à genoux à côté d’elle.

Janice n’arrive pas à réfléchir sereinement, elle ne voit pas de solution à ce qu’il arrive. Lentement elle se met à genoux à côté de Christy.

Kévin a un sourire diabolique. Il baisse les yeux sur la mère et la fille agenouillées devant lui. Rapidement il écarte leurs jambes du pied et il demande à Janice de mettre ses mains derrière le dos. Puis il attrape une chaise et s’assoit.

– Bon, voilà ce qui va se passer aujourd’hui. Les deux esclaves Jessie et Christy viennent avec moi. Toi esclave Janice, tu enseigneras les cours de Jessie aujourd’hui. Je te fournirai les vêtements que tu dois porter. A l’heure du déjeuner, tu iras à cette adresse et tu demanderas Ben. Tu lui permettras de faire ce qu’il veut de toi. Une fois qu’il aura terminé, tu reviendras à l’université et tu finiras la journée. Compris esclave?

– Oui Monsieur je comprends, mais veuillez laisser ma fille en dehors de ça. Vous m’avez moi et je ferai tout ce que vous voudrez. Supplie Janice.

Kévin rit et se dirige vers la directrice adjointe, nue et à genoux.

– Tu n’as pas le choix salope, et tu le sais. Si tu ne m’obéis pas, tu perdras ta réputation. Et ce que je fais avec ou ce que je fais faire à Christy ne te regarde pas. A moins que…

– A moins que quoi? Demande plaintivement Janice.

– A moins que tu sois vraiment très obéissante et que tu fasses tout ce que je dis avec le sourire. Si tu sais éviter les ennuis, alors ma chère Christy n’aura pas de problème. Cependant, si tu enfreins une règle que j’aurais édictée ou que tu refuses de faire ce que l’on te dit ou encore que tu me mettes en colère, c’est Christy qui sera punie. Est-ce clair? Dit Kévin.

– Oui Monsieur je comprends. Répond Janice une larme coulant sur sa joue.

Kévin sait qu’elle est vulnérable actuellement et il veut la soumettre encore plus.

– Voici une robe de salope que tu devras porter le reste de la journée. Si j’étais toi, j’arriverais en classe très tôt si tu veux minimiser ton exposition.

Kévin ricane et lance à Janice une robe à bretelle rouge et noir. Janice l’enfile rapidement par la tête et essaie de couvrir son corps. Le bas de la robe ne couvre ni son cul ni sa chatte. Elle commence à paniquer, mais sa fille Christy l’aide à allonger les bretelles pour baisser la robe afin qu’elle couvre son intimité. Toutefois maintenant on voit presque complètement ses seins. Si elle bouge un peu, ses mamelons sortent de la robe. Néanmoins elle est suffisamment couverte pour faire cours. Si elle reste assise en classe toute la journée, ça devrait aller. Mais les étudiants vont être heureux.

Kévin se lève et fait signe à Jessie et Christy de le suivre. Il sort en récupérant tous les vêtements de Janice. Celle-ci n’a pas d’autre choix que de se précipiter dans la classe de cours de Jessie. Quelques instants plus tard, elle court dans le couloir, ses seins rebondissant hors de sa robe.

Janice ouvre la porte de la classe, entre rapidement et la referme violemment. Elle est épuisée. Pourtant la matinée commençait si bien. Mais tout est tombé à l’eau quand le fils de la salope est arrivé. Mais c’est quand Christy est arrivée nue et enchaînée que son destin a été scellé. Maintenant gaziantep kumral escort bayan il faut qu’elle enseigne aux étudiants de Jessie presque nue. Elle s’assoit au bureau et pleure. Elle reste prostrée jusqu’au moment où la cloche sonne pour le premier cours. Elle se lève d’un bond et essaie de s’essuyer le visage. Il n’y a plus de possibilité de retour en arrière.

Pendant le cours, Janice essaie de maintenir un semblant d’autorité, mais la robe rend cela presque impossible. Elle essaie d’enseigner, mais elle se sent nue devant tous les regards. Et à chaque chuchotement, gloussement ou sourire vicieux, elle perd un morceau de son estime de soi, et avec toute chance de maintenir la discipline.

Kévin prend le couloir pour se rendre au parking. Derrière lui, suivent Jessie et Christy toujours nues, la plus jeune trottinant aussi vite qu’elle le peut avec ses chevilles encore enchaînées.

Jessie avait compris que son fils mijotait quelque chose quand il l’a accompagnée à l’université. Mais quand il est entré dans le bureau de Janice et l’a totalement soumise, elle était presque fière. Son Maître la sauvait. Elle aurait presque rampé et embrassé ses chaussures quand elle avait vu la peur dans les yeux de Janice. Jessie sourit, elle est une esclave, mais son Maître la protège.

Kévin ouvre le coffre de la voiture et sort deux sacs et deux boites à chaussures.

– Mettez ça esclaves! Ordonne-t-il.

Il sort la clé des chaînes, la lance à Jessie en disant :

– Détache-la et habillez-vous.

Puis il monte dans la voiture. Jessie aide Christy à enlever les chaînes puis elles enfilent les vêtements toutes les deux. Quelques minutes plus tard ils quittent le parking et descendent la rue. Comme il est un peu tôt, Kévin entre dans un restaurant pour déjeuner avec ses deux soumises.

Une heure plus tard, les trois marchent sur le trottoir, Kévin ouvre la marche et les deux femmes le suivent à un mètre derrière. Ils tournent un coin de rue et se trouvent bientôt devant un salon de piercings et tatouages dans lequel ils entrent.

Christy et Jessie se figent d’étonnement quand la première chose qui attire leur attention est Brenda assise sur une chaise en train de se faire tatouer. Elle porte une robe transparente, un string et des talons. Son corps est exposé, mais elle ne semble pas s’en soucier. Elle jette un coup d’œil à la porte et sourit aux deux esclaves. Kévin est content quand il voit sa mère biologique se faire tatouer. Mais il sait qu’elle n’a aucune idée de ce que signifie le tatouage.

Jessie suit Kévin de près. Depuis qu’il l’a sauvée des griffes de Janice, elle ne le voit plus comme son fils ou son beau-fils, mais seulement comme son Maître. Sa chatte s’humidifie à chaque fois qu’elle pense à la façon dont il prend l’ascendance et comment il a dominé Janice. Quand Ben a fini avec Brenda, Jessie se précipite pour prendre sa place. Elle veut la marque de son Maître et elle l’arborera fièrement.

Brenda s’approche de son fils et se tient debout à côté de lui. Elle regarde Ben commencer à tatouer le bras de Jessie. Kévin se tourne vers elle et lui demande :

– Laisse-moi voir ta marque de propriété.

Brenda tend le bras et montre le tatouage.

Kévin sourit et dit :

– Ça te va bien. Qu’est-ce que ça te fait d’être possédée?

Brenda n’aime ce mot « possédée ». Elle se renfrogne et répond :

– Que crois-tu que ça me fait? Je ne fais ça que pour avoir ma vengeance sur ta lopette de père. Une fois qu’il est vendu, je disparais.

Kévin sourit et avance dans le salon pour voir ce qui est exposé. Il attend avec Brenda que Ben ait fini avec les deux esclaves. Jessie a l’air heureuse et satisfaite tandis que Christy a l’air effrayé. Mais pour Kévin ça n’a pas d’importance, les trois femmes sont trop enfoncées dans la servitude pour s’en sortir. Et Kévin sait que quand il va expliquer la signification du tatouage, leur situation deviendra bien réelle.

Quand Christy a enfin fini de se faire tatouer, le jeune garçon demande aux trois femmes de s’agenouiller devant lui et de montrer leur tatouage.

Quand elles sont à genoux, regardant le sol, Kévin prend son portable et scanne le code QR de Jessie et Christy. Son téléphone bipe quand il a accepté les scans.

Brenda le regarde et se demande pourquoi il n’a pas fait la même chose avec lui. Son fils voit son regard étonné et sourit. C’est le moment idéal d’expliquer ces tatouages.

– Bon esclaves, je suis sûr que vous voulez savoir ce qui vient de se passer. Le tatouage sur votre bras signifie que vous êtes maintenant la propriété de Maître X. Toutefois il sert à autre chose. Les trois lettres QRB signifient QR Babe. Si quelqu’un vous pose la question à ce sujet, vous devrez répondre : « Je suis une QR Babe, scannez le code ». Lorsqu’ils l’auront fait, ils seront dirigés vers une page d’accueil internet qui vous est dédié sur laquelle vous apparaissez à différents stades de déshabillage. C’est tout ce qu’ils verront, tout du moins au début. Ensuite s’il télécharge une application, ils auront la possibilité d’afficher une deuxième page si elle a été activée. Sur cette page sera répertorié les services que vous pouvez fournir ainsi que des tarifs. Pour le moment soyez tranquille, seule la première page est active. Mais si vous n’obéissez pas nous activerons la deuxième page et vous devrez exécuter tout service répertorié. Nous considérons cela comme un programme d’incitation à être obéissante. Vous obéissez et seulement des photos de vous seront disponibles. Vous désobéissez et vous serez susceptibles d’être baisées par toute personne qui veut.

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Josh had always been close to his mother, Cathy. She was his rock growing up and was always there for him no matter what. So when she called him up and invited him to come visit her for the weekend, he jumped at the chance.

As soon as he arrived, Cathy welcomed him with open arms. They hugged and chatted for well over and hour, catching up on all the things they had missed since their last visit. After a hard working week, it was just what Josh needed from his mom.

Later that evening, Cathy suggested that they watch a movie together. Josh happily agreed, and they settled on a romantic comedy.

As they settled into the couch, Cathy brought over a cozy blanket and draped it over their laps. Josh couldn’t help but feel a flutter in his chest at her sweet gesture. He had always loved spending time with his mother, but tonight felt different somehow. It was as if there was an unspoken bond between them that was growing stronger with each passing moment.

Cathy laughed at the jokes in the movie and snuggled even closer to Josh when the love scene came on. Her head rested against his chest, and he could feel her steady breathing şahinbey escort as she relaxed against his body. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have such an amazing mother.

As they snuggled up on the couch, side by side, Josh noticed how soft and smooth his mother’s skin felt against his arm. It was pure bliss just to be close to her.

As the credits rolled and the movie came to an end, Josh and Cathy stayed curled up on the couch, not wanting the magic, cozy moment to end.

Cathy turned to Josh and smiled. “Do you want a massage, honey?” she asked. “I noticed you were a bit tense earlier.”

Josh couldn’t believe his ears. Was his mother really offering to give him a massage? But then again, why not? They had always been close and helping each other out was just natural.

“Sure, mom,” he said, grinning. “That would be great.”

Cathy guided him to the bedroom and asked him to lie down on the bed while she got some oil. Josh removed his shirt and laid down. He closed his eyes and tried to relax.

The sensation of her hands on his back was şahinbey escort bayan exquisite. Her touch was gentle, loving, and expert. His muscles slowly melted under her hands, and he felt all his tension slowly ebbing away.

Through the wardrobe mirror, he saw his mom stranded on top of his back.

As she moved down his body, Josh couldn’t help but notice how beautiful his mother looked in the dim light. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her skin was radiant.

When Cathy reached his legs, she asked him to turn over. As he rolled onto his back, Josh found himself staring into her eyes. They were full of love and desire.

Josh couldn’t help but feel a twinge of embarrassment as he lay on the bed, being massaged by his own mother. But at the same time, he couldn’t deny the rush of excitement he felt at the thought of being touched by her.

Cathy seemed to sense his internal struggle and gave his arm a reassuring squeeze. “Don’t worry, honey,” she whispered. “This is just between us. It’s nothing to feel ashamed of.”

Her words calmed Josh’s nerves, escort bayan şahinbey and he allowed himself to relax again. As she worked her way down his chest and stomach, he felt his heartbeat quicken.

When Cathy reached his groin, Josh couldn’t help but let out a small gasp. He knew it was wrong, but the sensation of her hands around his most intimate area was too much to resist.

Cathy looked up at him and saw the desire written all over his face. Without a word, she lowered her head and started to kiss his stomach.

“Mom…” Josh said, but his mother did not respond.

Josh moaned softly as she made her way down to his boxers. With trembling hands, Cathy pulled them down and revealed his erect member.

“Mom, I’m sorry…” Josh said, trying to come up with a reason for having a hard-on at his own mother’s touch.

She stared at it for a moment, admiring it, before leaning down to take it into her mouth. The sensation of her warm, wet mouth on him was enough to make Josh see stars.

As she moved up and down his shaft, he could feel the pleasure building inside him. It was so wrong, but it felt so right.

Finally, with a loud groan, Josh reached his climax. Cathy swallowed every last drop of her son’s cum, then crawled up to lay beside him.

For a few moments, they laid there in silence, catching their breath. Then Cathy turned to Josh and kissed him on the cheek.

“Thank you for this, honey,” she murmured. “It was just what I needed.”

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Please note, this is a true story. However, I’ve changed the names, ages, places and occupations to protect the other person’s privacy. I have no shame so enjoy, LOL.

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Lydia: The Bachelorette Party Ch. 02

The Rehearsal Dinner

The next day was extremely busy as so many things went wrong with the wedding. We didn’t really talk about the wild night before. Lydia was dragged into helping out so we didn’t have much time to hang out. She also told me to behave as everyone was stressed out and distracted. But I didn’t listen. It was her idea to “Go out and fuck to help you forget.” In hindsight I didn’t regret what I did but I was sorry I added to the stress of the wedding.

The groom, groomsmen and several others who were at the bachelor party found themselves with really bad alcohol poisoning so they didn’t make rehearsal dinner. Some ended up in the hospital and others stuck in bed. Of course many people were pissed. Then other things went wrong like flights delayed, people quit their wedding responsibilities and the bride was tearing into everyone. At least they were smart enough to do the bachelor and bachelorette parties two nights before the wedding and not the night before.

As all this was happening I went to fuck the bride’s mom again. I had her bent over a counter in the bathroom in the grand ballroom. I figure no one would be here as they were out doing other stuff. My cock was hammering her MILF pussy and pulling her hair back. She was screaming for me to fuck her harder when the maid of honor came in and caught us.

Irene who was 27 and really cute, had her mouth drop when she saw us. She looked at us like we were crazy. I kept pumping into Sandra and not giving a fuck. She could watch, join or leave. Irene kept trying to interject and messing up our vibe. So I said sternly, “Look everyone is stressed out and I’m trying to help her have a moment to relax before she has to get back into the chaos.”

Irene who was somewhat of a spoiled brat was flabbergasted I talked to her that way. It was also not lost on me she was watching intently while trying to get us to stop. I’ve always been told my sex sounds are hot. When I came into Sandra’s yeni gaziantep escort pussy I let out an some aggressive moans and an angry, “Hell yeah!” All while looking right at Irene. She let out some heavy breaths. I could tell she was turned on.

Sandra got up from the counter, gave me a kiss and thanked me. I didn’t get her to a full on orgasm but I did what I said. I gave her some time away from the chaos and even though the climax is a major goal, you can still enjoy sex without the climax. She fixed her dress and composed herself. They walked out together but Irene looked back at me and gave me slight smile before she left.

Later that night my cock found Cynthia again. It was 10pm and they are finally starting to wrap up doing things for the wedding. I came up behind her, spun her around and started to kiss her. I lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around me. I pushed her up against a wall and really got her adrenaline going. Then I just stopped and told her to meet me in the hotel jacuzzi area in 1 hour.

I had a plan and I was determined. I didn’t want others seeing me leaving with her, especially Irene. It also would’ve been bad if Sandra caught me fucking her niece. I was definitely going to fuck Irene too but I found out they were sisters so I definitely had to be cautious. I doubt either would be ok with me fucking the other one. I knew I wasn’t going to see them after this so I didn’t care too much but I also didn’t want to add more drama to the already chaotic wedding.

I went to find Sandra as I wanted to get her off and enjoy her breasts again. However, I bumped into Irene. She said hello and started to talk to me. Something came over me. I wasn’t sure what it was. I didn’t plan on it but I just grabbed her hand and pulled her into the nearby stairwell. I put Irene on her knees, pulled out my cock and shoved it into her mouth.

At first I moved my hips and pumped my cock into her mouth. Then I stopped to see if she would continue sucking on her own. Low and behold she did. And she was really working me over. Irene was shorter then Cynthia at 5’5. She had a 32C chest and was thicker than her sister.

“You gaziantep yeni escort like sucking my hard cock, don’t you?” I growled at her.

She stopped sucking and said, “Yes.”

I growled at her again, “You enjoyed watching me fuck your auntie, didn’t you?”

“Yes.” Was all she managed to moan.

I became more sinister with my words, “You want me to use your mouth, drop my cum in there and leave you wanting, don’t you?” She looked up at me and nodded in shame. I growled again and released a load into her mouth. I grabbed her head and said, “Take it all, swallow it all, don’t let a fucking drop hit the ground.” And well, she took all of it.

I pulled her to her feet and pressed her up against the wall. I told her I wanted her, I wanted to eat her pussy, I wanted to fuck her. But it would be tomorrow and she’d have to wait for it. I also told her that I would surprise her. So anytime during the day I could grab her, rip her dress off and fuck her. She wouldn’t know when and would have to be ok with it. Irene nodded in agreement and I left.

I continued looking for Sandra. Eventually I found her in the lobby at 1030pm. I had 30 minutes to fuck her then get to the jacuzzi area to meet Cynthia. As I was approaching Sandra, her daughter ran to her crying. Oh crap, cock block alert was all I was thinking. Wow, I was really being an ass this weekend. I just fucked Irene’s mouth and left her there. Oh fuck it I thought, maybe giving it to Cynthia was going make me feel better.

It was now 1110am, Cynthia was in the jacuzzi, bent over the side and I was relentlessly fucking her from behind. The sign said the area was supposed to be closed at 10pm but there was another way to access it. When I first arrived I pushed her to her knees and face fucked her like I did her sister. If she only knew her sister had sucked my cock not long before she just did. I was overindulging in the available pussy but was it really healing me.

I can tell by looking at her asshole it was really tight and I ask her if she had ever been fucked in the ass. She said she hasn’t an wasn’t into that. Well, I wet a few fingers and slid one gaziantep yeni escort bayan into her asshole. She was really tight and let out a strong moan. It was a mix of shock, pain and oh this is a new feeling. My cock kept fucking her and I let her get used to my finger in her ass.

As I started to move my finger in and out of her hole. She kept moaning but it sounded more pleasurable as I went on. However, since she wasn’t prepared and running around all day she wasn’t as clean as you’d like to engage in anal play. I moved out of her completely. I told her to play with herself and I’d be right back without her knowing why. I went to the bathroom to wash my hands.

When I got back she was fingering herself in the jacuzzi. Cynthia had her eyes closed and was looking really hot doing this. She didn’t notice I was back and I started stroking my cock while watching her. You can tell the challenging weekend was getting to her also and she needed that release. I would’ve like to have given it to her but I was a big reason why she’s getting it. As her orgasm arrived and ran its course, she looked up at me with a smile.

I got back into the jacuzzi and started kissing her. I sat down next to her in one of the long ledges people use as seats. She grabbed my cock and started stroking it. We were locked into a very sensuous kissing session. Her hand was strongly gripping and basically making love to my cock.

I pulled back my kiss and asked if she enjoyed my finger in her ass. She blushed and only nodded. She leaned in and our lips continued it’s fun together. My hard cock was feeling incredible in her small yet strong hand. As my orgasm started I moved my lips off of hers and just stared into her eyes. We looked at each other with such steamy desire as I erupted.

We continued kissing for a while longer. She wanted me to go back with her to her room but I also knew she was sharing a room with Irene. I told her I’d see her tomorrow and find sometime for us to be alone. When I arrived back at my room Lydia was not happy. The wedding was on the brink of collapsing and she heard I was not behaving myself today.

I can tell she was stressed. From not being in the bridal party to now dragged and guilted into helping. I started massaging her shoulders to help her relax. I asked what she heard about me. Apparently Irene told her she caught me fucking Sandra today. I told her I also had Irene sucking my cock and fingered Cynthia’s asshole. So yeah, I was definitely not behaving myself. But I reminded her what she told me, “Go out and fuck to help you forget.”

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The next Friday night when we stopped to pick up Dwayne, he said, “My mom wants to see you.”

I was nervous when I went into the house. All smiles she handed me a Wal-Mart bag and said, “I bought these for you to wear to the movies tonight. When I looked in the bag it was a pair of powder blue panties. Not knowing what to think I pulled them out. “Try them on,” she urge, “Let me see if they fit. I had to guess at your size.” Knowing what a forceful person his mom was I was resigned to putting them on, turning to go to the bathroom, I made about 2 step before she stopped me. “Where are you going?”

“To the bathroom to try on my new panties.”

“Don’t be silly. You can do it right here.”

Knowing that resistance was futile, I turned my back and hooked my thumbs in the waistband of my gym shorts and pulled them down and off. Face burning with embarrassment, I did the same with my briefs. I quickly stepped into the panties and pulled them up. Still embarrassed but less so now that my private were covered I turned back to face her. “Wow,” she said as she cupped my balls, “Am I a good guesser or what?” Humming she felt my bottom and then pulled on the waist band. “Now I know your size I can buy you a few more pair. Since it’ll be easier I’ll probably get one of those 6 packs in assorted colors.

Actually they felt pretty good. I like the way they cupped my ball and the way they felt across my bottom. But I was too embarrassed to tell her that.

I wanted to ask her why she bought them for me but was afraid of what she’d tell me.

I slipped on my gym shorts and bent to pick up my briefs. “Leave them there. I’m going to Wal-Mart to buy you a couple of six-pack, so you want be needing them anymore. Just pick them up after the movie. If I’m in bed they’ll be on the table by door. Just help yourself.”

Oh god, I thought as I walked back to the van. Is she going to make me start wearing panties all the time? Little did I know that she’d called my mom and explained the situation so she wouldn’t be shocked when she found panties in the dirty clothes hamper.

We picked up Mitchel last so he rode in the back with me. He didn’t mind though. He made me slide my hand through the leg hole of his shorts on the way.

As usual Friday was double feature night, ‘Flaming Star’ staring Elvis Presley and ‘King of the Bullwhip’ staring Lash LaRue. Westerns were big here in Texas so we got there early to get a good parking spot. There must have been a lot of Elvis and Lash LaRue fans in town because the place was packed. For the first time since we’d been going on Friday nights the parking places on both sides of us were taken. We had curtains so we didn’t have to worry about any casual passersby seeing in as long as we were careful about opening the side door.

We missed the previews of coming attractions but we loaded up with junk food. On the way back to the van, “Dude, what are you wear under your gym shorts?” Dwayne asked as we were getting back in the van.

“Your mom made me put them on,” I murmured embarrassedly as I handed my cardboard tray of junk food in to Mitchel to put on the shelf.

As I shut the side door behind me, Dwayne said, “I didn’t ask where you got them,” as he grabbed my waist band. “I asked you what they were,” as he pulled down the front of my short. “Oh my god,” he laughed as he pulled my shorts on down to my knees. “He’s wearing fucking pants.”

Suddenly everyone was looking at me and laughing. Pushing onto my back on the mattress, Mitchel yanked my shorts on down and off. Then they all had a good laugh at my expense. By the conscience was that they liked them. “Dwayne mom always was cool,” laughed James. The he said, “She knows he’s sucking our dicks, doesn’t she?”

“Yea, but she’s cool with it. She even said if the weather’s too bad to go to the lake, we can use my bedroom.”

“Now that’s a cool mom,” put in Mitchel. “If my mom found out she’d throw a shit fit.”

“I don’t think mine would be too happy about it either,” I mumbled.

It was a laid back Friday night and no one was in a hurry. Since Mitchel was already back there I pulled his shorts off for him. He liked me to do it slow, so I started off by kissing and nibbling his belly and working my way down as I slowly inch or two at a time pulled his shorts down. When the other guys weren’t looking he like for me to kiss and lick his thighs as I pulled them on down his legs. With plenty of time I work his cock and balls slow. Bring him to the edge a couple of times before I finally let him cum. Forgetting that tonight there were cars on both sides of us he screamed out from the power of his bayan escort orgasm.

The guy on the right actually rolled down the window to see if ask if there was a problem. Dwayne told him that James was trying to light one of those mosquito repellent coils that we bought at the snack bar.

I won’t say his orgasm was powerful, but I thought I gave him a heart attack. He just laid there gasping for breath for about 20 minutes.

Dwayne was next so he and Mitchel exchanged places. Not wanting to miss any of the action, but not wanting to be obvious about it, Mitchel kinda turned sideways in the seat and leaned against the door in such a way he could watch the screen or the action in back. Only someone who walked up to the window could tell which way he was looking.

Dwayne loves getting his cock sucked and he always tastes good so I licked his thick shaft up and down and all around, not stopping there and not forgetting the head. Tightening my lips, I took him from the head all the way down balls. He got harder and harder with every bob of my head. When I deep throating him, he moaned aloud. He was being so loud I was afraid they would hear him in other cars. As usual when he went off besides being loud he was a heavy cummer.

James slipped out of the driver’s seat and back into the cargo area. But instead of moving up front Dwayne still naked from the waist down stayed in the back where he could watch the action. I started out by sliding down and licked his balls and then I took his dick into my mouths. Sucking, licking and kissing, I slid down to James’s ass and gently probe it with my tongue. When I went back to sucking his dick and licking his balls it was more than he can stand. He arched his back upward trying to get trying to get more of his dick into my mouth. With a muffled grunt, James exploded, shooting his salty cum into my mouth. For a change I pulled off and let him shoot all over my face.

At intermission as we walked to the snack bar, I asked, “Does anyone owe anyone else money that I’m going to have to blow to pay it back?” That got a laugh from James and Mitchel but a grown from Dwayne.

I veered off to go to the restroom while the others went on in to the smack bar. The place was empty except for one kid named Austin standing at the urinal. He was a year behind me in school so I didn’t really know him just his name. As I moved up beside him and took my cock out, I unconsciously cut my eyes to the side to check out his equipment. I thought I was being discrete but obviously I wasn’t because when he finished peeing he stood there and played with his cock. When he caught me looking he gave me a knowing smile and moved closer to me. Without thinking I reached over and touched it.

Before it could go any further we heard someone coming. Moving to the far ends of the urinal we ignored each other as we put or cocks away and left. Out of ear shot of anyone we asked each other if we were alone. We were both with people. I knew he lived in the same general neighborhood as I, so I told him bring your baseball equipment like you’re planning on a game and be at Waggoner Park at 10 am. I’ll be at the turn around across the parking lot behind the softball fields. Austin was about 5′ 9 which was considered tall back then and a typical teenager, all legs, elbows and big ears with a shock of red hair.

I didn’t mention Austin to the guys as we walked back to the van. Once all the junk food was in place and we were back in the van it was Mitchel’s turn again. As he sprawled back on the mattress with his legs spread I moved up between them. Knowing how much he likes foreplay I started by kissing and tonguing his belly button. Then I nuzzled and nibbled the hair on his belly as I worked my way down.

Bypassing his cock, I moved down and paid a little attention to his balls. I could tell by his breathing that he liked what he was doing. From his balls I licked my way up his shaft to his head. I took his cock in my mouth and with my eyes closed, I was in seventh heaven. Tightening my lips I started bobbing up and down until his cock obliged me again by cumming loads of white, thick stuff in my mouth. He almost giggled as I licked off every possible drop of it.

Dwayne lying back on the mattress. Kneeling between his legs I leaned down and started licking the head of his cock, sticking my hot little tongue in his pee-hole. Knowing how vain he was I murmured, “Uuuum,” you’ve got a big one, with nice thick veins.” Pausing, I run a finger down a pulsing vein. Then I opened my mouth and swallowed his cock. He groaned when my nose hit his pubic hair escort bayan and my chin but his nut sack.

He moaned that my mouth was so hot and wet that it felt like a pussy. I’m not sure how he knew since he’d never had any pussy. But I didn’t say anything, I just started moving my mouth up and down his hard shaft.

I slid farther down his shaft with each bob of my head. I felt his cock crashing into the back of my throat and he seemed to be thrilled by it as I was. I kept banging him harder and harder with my mouth. I felt his cock swell, becoming harder and harder. As the pressure build, he held it as long as he could. Upon release, I felt a wave of absolute pleasure wash over my entire body. For each release, a slightly smaller wave of pleasure washed over me until a final release occurred.

With James it was nothing fancy but a pleasure to suck. He relaxed on the mattress and leaned back against the side wall with his legs spread. Lying between his leg, I propped myself up on my elbows and took him in my mouth. I did a little bobbing but I mostly just used my mouth muscles. I don’t know how I learned how to do it, I just knew. It was like clinching and unclenching my hand and jacking a guy off except I was using my mouth instead of my hand. Using this method is slow but extremely pleasurable. It was so slow and pleasant it almost put him to sleep. But it produced one of the most powerful orgasms he’d ever had. It was so strong he almost passed out.

When the movie was over and we left, everything went in reverse order. Mitchel got dropped of first and then Dwayne. When we pulled up into his driveway Dwayne’s mother came out carrying a Wal-Mart bag. “Here you go dear,” she said as she handed me the bag in through the window. “I told you I would pick you some more.”

I begrudgingly thanked her but was afraid to look in the bag. At home I just threw the bag on my dresser and forgot about it.

Saturday morning I got to Waggoner Park firsts. I was sitting on the bench when I saw Austin coming across the parking lot. With his cleats hanging over his shoulder by the strings and his glove in his hand he looked like nothing more than another teenager there for a pick-up softball game. He was nervous when he sat down beside me but he had the beginnings of an erection pooching out his pants.

We chatted about school and soft ball for a couple of minutes because a couple of walkers stopped within hearing to use the water fountain. When they moved out of ear shot I said, “Keep talking about baseball but when I get up walk with me. I know a secluded place where we can have so privacy.” Trusting, he fell right beside, continuing to complain about his math teacher as we walked.

We crossed the foot bridge and went left on the walking trail. Within 30 feet the path started twisting and turning so much that for all practical purposes we could be seen from the parking lot area. We rounded a corner and were even more concealed. Stepping to the left we quickly wend or way through the thick brushes. Within 5 steps we were hidden from the trail. A couple of steps further and we were in a small clearing. It was maybe 15 feet across.

When Austin saw me pull some cardboard out of the bushes and knelt down. At first he had a blank look. And then his eyes lit up with understanding. Smiling, as he stepped towards where I was kneeling, his hand went to his zipper. In seconds his zipper was down, his fly open and his cock was in his hand. This would be the first time he ever had his cock sucked but he knew what he wanted and what he had to do to make it happen.

Austin was only about half hard when he went into my mouth. As it lay limp on my tongue I closed my lips around it and just held it in my mouth. As it slowly hardened he started fidgeting. By the time he was full hard, he was positively hopping around with a stupid grin on his face. Putting my hands on his butt to hold him still, I slowly pulled back to the head and then plunged back to the base.

Too excited to stand still, Austin was soon working his hips in sync with my bobbing. As excited as he was it didn’t take him long until he was coating my mouth and throat with thick salty teenage cum.

While Austin was calming down, I made a date with him to go riding around Tuesday evening. I was to pick him up between 7 and 8, depending on what time dinner was over.

Austin and I walked back out together like nothing had happened. Back at the turn around I watched Austin walked back across the parking lot. Turning I headed back along the walking trail to where I’d hidden my bike. A turn or 2 past escort bayanlar where Austin and I’d played there was a guy standing off the trail in the bushes. Where he was standing I was right up on him before I saw him. Startled I stopped and stared. He was an average looking guy, maybe mid to late 30s. The type guy you’d pass on the street and never notice. As I watched he cupped his balls. When that didn’t send me scurrying on up the trail in repulsion, he motioned with his chin for me to follow him.

We wove around a few bushes to a small clearing. Still without out speaking, his hands on my shoulders pushed me down to my knees. Words were not necessary then. As he stared down at me with a cross between a smile and a smirk on his face I unsnapped and unzipped his jeans. When I pulled his fly open he wasn’t wearing any underwear so his cock jumped right out in my face. It was straight, cut, nice mushroom head and it was about 6.5 to 7 inches long or so. He hunched his hips forward, took my hand and placed it on his cock. I was taken aback for a moment. I jacked off guys on numerous occasions and knew just how they liked it. But as I started move my hand up and down, he reached down and placed his hand firmly on the back of my head and like I was a novice said, “No, no…use your mouth. Suck on my cock. But be careful with your teeth.”

When he pressed I couldn’t resist, I slipped my lips around the gleaming head and moved my mouth down its length. And as I thought when it popped out of his fly, a perfect fit for my mouth. I held it and applied suction.

Again like I didn’t know what I was doing, he said, “Move your mouth up and down. It’s like jacking me off with your mouth. Lick it. Move your tongue around it.”

Hold his shaft I raised and lowered my head a few times. His hand pressed my head downward and I almost gagged his cock expanded and filled my mouth. I took a tight grip on my momentary panic and concentrated on breathing through my nose.

I remembered his instruction to ‘lick it’ and started moving my tongue round and round the base of the head and licking up and down the shaft. I went on sucking his muscular shaft.

I picked up the tempo a little, cued by the increasing motion of the stranger’s hips. As he neared his climax, both of the stranger’s hands held my head firmly and pressed it downward. I let go with my hand to steady my balance as I felt the head of his slippery cock poke the back of my throat. I fought my gag reflex and squeezed my eyes shut.

The cum burst against my epiglottis and I swallowed reflexively. And was thankful that I did, because the first spurt was followed by at least four more spurts. I kept gulping the salty stuff until the pressure of his hands eased. Even then, part of it got into my sinuses and dripped out my nostrils. The stranger sighed as I raised my head. His cock shrank again.

Minutes later his pants were up and he was disappearing into the bushes.

Standing up, I followed him through the bushes but instead of heading back up the trail to the turnaround, I went the other way deeper into the woods to where I’d hidden my bike. Five minutes later I was peddling down the street home.

I got there just in time to shower and dress for supper. Towel around my waist from the shower, I opened my underwear drawer and almost fainted. The panties that I’d left in their Wal-Mart bag on my dresser were now folded and taking up half my underwear drawer.

As I stood there dumbfounded my mom said from the door, “It’s OK to wear those but don’t let your father see them. He wouldn’t understand.”

We had out-of-town company so I was unable to make Sunday night at the park.

Tuesday evening rolled around and wearing white briefs instead of panties, I picked up Austin in my 6 cylinder 53 Bel-Air Chev. For appearance sake and to be seen around town we cruised the Griddle hamburger stand and then made the circuit up the street to the Dairy Queen. On the second lap we got a couple of malts. Now that we’d made our appearance it was safe to slip away to Tarrant Road where we could find a private place to park on one of the deserted dirt roads.

Because the steering wheel was in the way, Austin leaned sideways against the door with his legs spread, his right foot on the floor and the left bent and against the back of the seat. Me, I knelt sideways on the driver’s side and lowered my face between his legs. More experienced now, Austin was able to help me and he lasted longer. As I sucked, he held my head and was soon working his hips, pumping his hard teenage cock in and out of my mouth. As things heated up he wrapped his left leg around my neck.

There was a powerful explosion and my mouth was flooded with a mouth full of thick hot cum. Explosions abated, we just held our positions as his cock went limp in my mouth.

I don’t think I would be able to add Austin to the van click but I was going to fit him and his nice cock in somewhere.

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The sounds I heard as I walked into my living room were unmistakable. I could hear my wife Valerie moaning the way she does when someone is eating her pussy. She has a distinctive moan that always drives me mad with lust, but now someone else was making her cum, and I was mad. I walked up the carpeted stairs to the bedroom door, and steadied myself for what I thought I would walk in on.

I expected to walk in and see some young stud licking away at my wife’s pussy. I had visions of me grabbing him off of her, and beating the shit out of him as I threw him down the stairs. I thought my marriage was over. The reality of what I saw was surprisingly arousing though.

As I opened the door quickly and violently, fist clenched in anticipation, I was greeted by the lovely sight of my wife lying on her back, he legs spread wide, and between them was my naked and lovely 19 year old daughter Lindsey. Her long brown hair and thin body looked amazing as her bubble butt stuck up in the air. Valerie heard the door open and looked up startled, but smiled as she saw my scowl turn to a look of amazement.

“Looks like Daddy found us out kiddo.” she said to Lindsey.

Lindsey looked back over her shoulder, my wife’s love juices running down her chin and said “Hi Daddy. I didn’t hear you come in. Get naked and join us.” and back she went to my escort haberleri wife’s snatch, licking and fingering her to another abrupt orgasm.

I was in shock over what I was watching. My little girl was making my wife, her mother, cum again and again with her mouth and fingers. My wife was loving the attention, and her body writhed on the bed in ecstasy. I felt myself growing harder and harder as I took in the spectacle of it all.

“Turn around baby.” I said to Lindsey. “Let your mother eat you out for a bit, I want to use your mouth right now.

“Yes Daddy.” she said as she turned around and straddled her mother’s face. “Oooh. She has a nice tongue Dad.” she said as she wiggled her cunt against Valerie’s lips. She layed down and licked my wife’s pussy a few more times as I stepped out of my clothes.

I approached, and Lindsey reached out greedily to grab my engorged cock. She pulled me close and licked the head with the softest warmest tongue I have ever felt. She opened her mouth, and in one fell swoop engulfed my rigid member to the root. I gasped as my daughter swallowed me whole, and felt her throat vibrate as my wife made Lindsey moan from licking her little girl’s twat. Lindsey’s hand came up, and wrapped around the shaft of my cock. Her mouth and hand moved as one gaziantep escort haberleri as her wet warm saliva made me slick and hard. Her tongue danced over my head, and her lips pursed around the shaft. She took deep fast plunges on my phallus and made obscene slurping and choking noises as she shoved it into her throat. I was in heaven.

I pulled my cock out of my little angel’s mouth with a loud “pop”. I picked her head up with a finger under her chin and kissed her the way lovers do. Our tongues danced and wiggled against each other, and I could taste her lips, my wife’s cunt, and my cock on her mouth all at once. When we parted Lindsey raised up to kneel straddling my wife’s face. Valerie kept licking and sucking on our daughter’s pussy while I moved closer, and placed the head of my cock against Valerie’s dripping snatch.

“That felt so good baby.” I said to Lindsey. “You sucked Daddy’s cock so well. See how hard you made me for Mom?” With that I plunged my cock deep into Valerie’s dripping cunt. She screamed in a mix of pleasure and pain that always excited me. I fucked her hard, and deep, and watched my little girl’s soft tits bounce as the bed shook. She leaned forward and kissed me again while I pounded my wife’s throbbing pussy. Valerie could not keep licking Lindsey’s escort gaziantep haberleri cunt as she was too busy moaning and screaming aloud. Lindsey got off her face, and turned to kiss her mother as well. As Lindsey’s tongue muffled the passionate cries of her mother, I reached down and fingered Valerie’s clit while I fucked her. Valerie came with a sudden and almost violent orgasm that left her throbbing pussy clamping around my shaft harder than she could with her hand. I kept thrusting in and out, deep and fast making her orgasm flow into another. Between the passionate sounds, and the sight of my sexy daughter’s body on top of my wife’s I was about ready to blow my load.

“Come here Lindsey.” I said. As my daughter came near, I grabbed her by her hair, and brought her head to where my cock was sliding in and out of her mother’s gash. I pulled out, and Lindsey opened her mouth wide to take my cock in. Her tongue brought me over the edge, and I filled her sucking mouth with a load of hot cum. She took it all, and with bulging eyes of amazement let it fill her mouth without swallowing it. When I was done shooting my load, I looked into Lindsey’s eyes. “Share that with your mother.” I said in a commanding voice.

Lindsey nodded, and turned to go face to face with her mother again. Valerie opened her mouth wide, and Lindsey let my load slowly drip from her mouth into her mother’s. She then leaned down, and they shared a messy kiss, made sticky with my jizz. My white cream spread all over their mouths, and ran down their chins.

I layed down with them, my daughter on one side, my wife on the other. I was the happiest man alive, in the middle of two women, neither of whom could love me more.

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Sibling love

Leah spent the morning cleaning. She needed everything to be perfect today, the flat, her, the day. Her brother Evan was coming home for the first time in 5 years. The last time he had seen her she had been a mousy, chubby 16-year-old. Now she was 21, tall, had lost 30 pounds and took care of her body. She had grown her hair long and kept it a shinning golden blonde. She had grown into her figure too, her waist was slim and defined, her tits had grown to perky double D’s. Her ass was toned from daily yoga. She looked good now and she knew it. Before he left Evan had always stood up for her when other kids picked on her for the way she looked and she wanted him to see that she was grateful, that she had changed, and he wouldn’t have to protect her anymore. So, everything had to be perfect today.

Evan had left home, moved from Glasgow to study in the US on a scholarship less than a week after he had finished high school. She had been 13 then and he had hardly been home for visits since. He had met a girl at uni and stayed with her for most important holidays, but it seemed things had gone sour. When she spoke to her mother about Evan coming home, she found out he had caught the girl cheating. He had asked his company to transfer him to their UK branch and now he was going to come home, for a week to see if he wanted to make the move home permanently. And he was coming to stay with his little sister, at least for that week.

She put the finishing touches on the flat. Fluffed cushions, put away dishes and sorted any out of place odds and ends. She made up the spare bedroom in her flat, nice new bedding and soft comfy pillows. She had made sure to keep all the girly things out of this room so her brother would feel as at home as possible. Now, it was time to get herself ready. She showered and spent a long time making certain her makeup was perfect before styling her long blonde hair. She took too long deciding what to wear, laughing at herself. She was being weird, and she knew it. It was only Evan, sure, 5 years was a long time, but he was still the same brother who had protected her when the rest of the world made her feel like a piece of human garbage. She hoped it wouldn’t be awkward and they would have things to talk about. Just in case she had bought plenty of booze to see them through the night.

She finally decided on a light summer dress. She loved how it hung on her body and felt like it was a cute outfit. The red material made the paleness of her soft skin more pronounced. Her long hair covered the thin staps and she decided against a bra. She was happy with how she looked, even if she did feel a little silly. He would be here any second though, it was far too late to change again. She sat on the sofa but was too excited to relax and went back to pacing the flat. She hoped that her brother was still the goofy, nerdy idiot she remembered. Hoped that the easy humour he always had was still there, despite the hard times he had gone through recently. Downstairs, a car door slammed, and she ran to the window. He was already in the building though. Leah sighed in frustration at missing her chance to catch a glimpse of him before he made his way upstairs, ringing the doorbell when he reached her flat.

“Evan!” Enormous, matching smiles radiated genuine happiness and excitement. They had been so close when they were younger but had barely spoken since she was 13, not seen each other at all since she was 16. She pulled him into a tight hug and grinned more as he pulled her closer and kissed her on the cheek. It was like electricity coursing through her body as her braless tits pressed against his hard chest. He was much stronger, more toned and defined than she remembered.

“Leah! Jesus, let me catch my breath!” He was laughing as he untangled his arms from around her. There was that humour she remembered and her worries about an awkward visit instantly disappeared. She stepped to the side to let him into the flat and took in every inch of his body as she did so. He was taller, at least 6’4 now. He had obviously been taking care of his body too, his chest muscles were clearly defined under his simple t-shirt. Tight jeans showed the muscles in his legs. His fair hair hung around his ears, curly and scruffy. He had stopped wearing glasses, but his eyes were still a shining icy blue, glittering with the mischief she loved so much. His short beard tickled her face as he pulled back from the hug, one hand lingering on her waist just a fraction too long.

“You look amazing, you’ve gotten so handsome since I last saw you!” She closed the door as he came in, dropping his bag on the floor as he did so.

“You’re going to make me blush sis.” He smiled again. She had forgotten how infectious his smile was and felt herself beaming back at him. She really had missed him. “I can see you’ve been keeping in shape too.” He said as he nodded to her toned body, her large, full breasts just barely covered by the loose-fitting summer gaziantep escort kız dress. He threw and arm around her shoulder and she rested her head on his chest. She was so happy to have him home.

“I’ve got so much planned for us this week. I was thinking we could start with a museum if you’re up for going out?” She headed through to her living room, Ethan following close behind, smiling at the back of her head.

“Should have known you’d want to do something educational” He chuckled as he sat down on the sofa. “Sounds good though. Shall we just head out now, before I get comfy?” She smiled at him again and extended a hand to pull him up off the sofa.

*

They spent the entire day wandering around a series of museums and shops. The longer they spent together the more their easy banter grew more frequent and natural. Over coffee and cake in the museum cafe they chatted and joked, catching up on each other’s lives. They were both recently single and both were looking forward to the single life. Leah managed to get a little more detail out of Evan, discovering that his girlfriend in America had been cheating for almost 2 years and that he hadn’t had sex in that entire time, right up until now.

“Got any hot friends you can introduce me to while I’m here? Maybe you can help me get over this dry spell.” He asked her, playfully nudging her in the ribs. She could tell he was serious though. Despite his laughter it was obviously something that played on his mind. She had been cheated on in the past too and knew how it felt to doubt yourself and question why someone didn’t want you anymore.

“Maybe, you got any for me?” She laughed as she slapped him on the thigh trying to lighten the mood and make him smile a genuine, happy smile.

By early evening they were exhausted and in desperate need of food Instead of finding a place to eat they headed for home and ordered in. By the time they arrived home all either of them wanted to do was curl up in pyjamas, eat junk food and relax with a couple of beers.

“Aw, this is so good!” Ethan had found a classic movie they had both loved when they were children and had paused it on the massive TV in Leah’s living room. “I’m going to get a beer and stick my pjs on.” He used her thigh to push himself up from the sofa and disappeared out of the room. Leah thought his idea sounded excellent and decided to do the same. She slipped on an oversized shirt that she always wore to sleep in, then for modesty’s sake added a pair of shorts too. He was already back on the sofa when she returned, sprawled across it, one leg over the back in just a loose-fitting pair of pyjama pants.

“Make yourself at home, why don’t you?” She joked as she pushed his foot over the back of the sofa before grabbing two beers from the fridge. When she returned, she grabbed his leg, forcing to move and give her enough room to sit down. “My feet are killing me.” She complained, putting them up in his lap as she opened the beers and handed him one.

“That’s what you get for wearing stupid heels to walk around in all day. Though they do make your legs look good.” She threw a pillow at him as he laughed, using one hand to dodge the pillow and the other to protect the bottle of beer he still held.

“Someone had to show you round. And if I didn’t wear those stupid shoes, I’d look like a midget next to you. You’ve gotten so tall and strong.”

“Charmer. I did grow up here you know, I can find my way around. Want me to rub your feet for you?” He asked sitting up a bit and putting both of her feet in his lap.

“It’s been a long time bro, I doubt you know where anything is anymore. Yes please, that would be amazing.” She smiled wiggling her toes at him. He gently took one foot in his hands and began to rub and knead the soles of her feet. “That feels so good Evan!” She arched her back as she relaxed into the sofa, his hands getting a little firmer on her foot. As he worked his knuckles into the balls of her feet, she let out a long low moan without realising she had done it. Ethan laughed as he worked on the same spot again, making her moan several more times. He did the same to her heel which caused her to stretch her leg out as she continued to make the low, contented moans. She knew he was deliberately hitting the parts of her foot that prompted her to loose those moans, but she didn’t care. She couldn’t help herself from making noise as he rubbed and massaged the tender skin.

“Like that?” She nodded. He let go of her foot and let it drop into his lap. Her body instantly tensed a little as her foot came to rest on something hard. Did Ethan have a boner? She wriggled her foot a little as he began to rub the other, continuing to moan whenever he hit her foot just right. She traced the hardness with the foot he had dropped, long and thick. She was certain now; it was an unmistakable boner she could feel through his thin pyjama bottoms now. She couldn’t escort kız gaziantep help but smile at this even though she knew it was wrong. But if he could try his hardest to embarrass her by making her moan then two could play at that game. Knowing that it was wrong didn’t stop her pussy from getting wet either. She felt her cheeks grow red as the moistness between her legs increased. She made more of a big deal of her moans now, wondering if she could embarrass him with them, before she made a big deal of his boner.

“Oh Ethan, you’re so good with your hands.” He gripped her foot hard, a cough escaping him as she arched her back more, closing her eyes.

“You don’t even know the half of it, little sister. These fingers can work magic”. He pressed down hard on her foot again making her cry out in pleasure. She let her mind wander, imagined those deft fingers working up her calves just a little…

“Oh, is that so?” She was panting when she said this. He laughed again as she moved her other foot more obviously onto his now rock-hard cock. This time it was Evan who moaned, deep and guttural as he gripped her foot hard. With her eyes still closed she was surprised to feel something wet caress her foot, the one held in her big brother’s hand. She opened her eyes to see him planting gentle kisses all over her foot. He kissed all the way from her toes to her ankle.

“Did I ever tell you I have a foot fetish?” He sighed as he bent to kiss her foot again.

“No, but I guessed from this.” She moaned as she ran her big toe up the length of his rigid penis. It was bigger than she had expected. It felt thick and strong under her delicate foot as she stroked it. The little kisses on her feet were heaven. With each one he planted she felt her wetness spreading.

“Careful. You might regret doing that.” With one hand he held her foot tight to his cock and ground his hips, rubbing it against the sole of her foot through the fabric of his pjs. He was so big; she could feel her own arousal leaking out of her panties as he continued to grind his stiff length against her.

“I don’t think I will.” She said. She wanted so badly so reach into her panties and rub her hungry clit but used all her restraint to keep her hands still.

“Oh, is that a challenge?” They were both so turned on now that there was no going back. His mind had wandered to what was under his sister’s shorts, what those big titties looked like naked. He had already decided to push forward and see how far she was willing to go. It had been so long since he had any kind of sexual gratification. He licked her long, smooth leg from her big toe all the way up to her thigh. The musky scent of her arousal was almost too much for him. It filled his nostrils and sent thought to his head that no brother should ever think about his little sister.

“Fuck, that feels good!” She had spread her legs a little now and he could see a damp patch at the crotch of her shorts, so close was he to that barely covered pussy. He lifted his ass just enough to pull down his pyjama bottoms and free his straining cock. He put her foot back on it. She felt her body tense. Was that really his cock? Were they really going to cross this boundary, do something so taboo and naughty? She was so turned on there was no way she could stop now, and she felt certain the same was true for him.

“Evan, maybe we are going too far. I don’t think this is a good idea.” She sat up but didn’t move her foot from his cock. She wanted to give him a chance to back out before they fully crossed a line no brother and sister should ever cross. So could at least say she had tried to stop this if they regretted it when it was over.

“That pussy juice on your shorts tell me you want this just as much as me. You’re dripping for me.” He was right, her slit was slick with desire. “Don’t you want to look at how hard you’ve made me? Leah, open your eyes!” She did as he asked and looked at his exposed cock. She had to admit that it was a nice cock. It was about 9 or 10 inches long with pronounced veins on the shaft and had a nice girth, three fingers at least. He was fully erect, his head throbbing red and ready. She couldn’t stop herself from licking her lips.

“Well big brother, I’m pleasantly surprised. You’ve got a nice cock.” Was she really complimenting her brothers’ cock? Was she truly getting wet at the thought of sucking it? God, she wanted to suck it so bad. Instead, she ran her foot up and down it before placing her other foot on the other side of it and pumping her feet up and down.

“Fuck, that’s so hot!” He reclined on the sofa, letting her stroke up and down his length several times with her feet before he moved them away and pushed her flat onto her back on the sofa. He kissed her roughly as he started to unbutton the oversized shirt she wore. She opened her lips to let his tongue inside her mouth as she kissed him passionately, loving the feel gaziantep escort kızlar of his hot, hard cock pressing against her thigh. His hands had now freed her from the shirt and were beginning to work on teasing her nipples to a point. He squeezed and tweaked as she sighed and thrust her pelvis against his. Her pussy ached with the need to be touched.

“This is so wrong.” He whispered in her ear “But I can’t stop now, you’re too sexy, I need more!” He moved one of his hands away from her tits and used it to slide her shorts down. He began to slowly slide his finger up and down the dripping lips of her pussy before he sunk a finger inside.

“No going back now.” he grunted as he finger fucked his little sister’s tight pussy. He grinned when he realised, she was shaved clean down below. She was so slippery he was able to easily add a second and then third finger using more force and fingering her harder with each passing second as their tongues fought in each other’s mouths. He found that sweet spot inside her and rubbed her g-spot relentlessly as she panted his name into his ear. Soon she had warped a hand around his cock and was jerking him hard. It felt so good and had been so long that he had to concentrate hard not to cum then and there.

He moved back into a sitting position pulling her to her knees as her did so. He put a hand gently on the back of her neck as the other held his cock still. He lowered his sister’s face downwards and she hungrily opened her mouth to taste him. This was the moment she had been longing for, she had been so desperate to suck his big cock. She closed her lips tight around the head and began to suck. She moved her head in time with the thrusts of his hips as he held her head in place with his hand, tangling his fist roughly in her blonde hair. She started to take more and more of his shaft until his entire length disappeared down her throat. She was furiously rubbing her clit as she sucked him for all she was worth. Watching her play with her sweet pussy over his cock made him fuck her face harder as he slammed into her mouth roughly over and again. He could feel his orgasm coming faster and faster when she started to gag on his cock but wasn’t ready for this to be over yet so pulled her head away from his cock. He felt like one more lick from her tongue or tight suck from her greedy mouth would be enough to make him explode.

He pulled her forward, so her ass rested on the edge of the sofa and got on his knees between her legs as he spread them wide. He started to rub her small pink clit with his thumb as he dipped his head to run his tongue up the length of her slit. She tasted amazing, so sweet and the smell of her aroused pussy was almost too much. He felt her entire body shudder with pleasure as he plunged his tongue deep in to the sweet pink folds of her cunt. She ground her hips against his face, her juices covering his cheeks as he switched to licking quick circles around her clit, occasionally pressing his tongue hard against the sensitive, swollen nub. He buried three fingers in her pussy again and relentlessly flicked and rubbed at her g-spot. In seconds she screamed his name as her pussy tightened deliciously around his fingers. He licked her clit faster, sucked it harder and fingerfucked her forcefully as her slick walls tightened around his fingers in an intense orgasm.

As she came, he knelt a little higher and began to run the head of his cock up and down the slit where his fingers had been, getting it nice and slick with her juices ready to spear and stretch that tight pink slit. He slapped it against her clit several times loving the wet, slapping sound it made before he took it in his hand and lined up with the opening of her twat ready to slam to the hilt and fill her with his cum. He had the head between her lips, all it would take was one thrust and he would be inside his sister’s cunt. He wanted to savour it, slide it in slowly, but she pulled away from him, sitting bolt upright and covering that sweet hole with her hand.

“No way! You’re not going in my pussy. That’s too far!” She protested.

“Sis, Lucy, fuck you can’t leave me this hard with no release. You want me to fuck that tight pussy. You are so fucking wet for me, don’t pretend you’re not. I need to bury it inside you. You know you want to feel my cock in you.” She was quite for a while. She did want him inside her but that was too far. But oh god she wanted his cock. She was such a slut, she knew it, she wanted that hot cum in her.

“What if I get pregnant?” She had opened her legs again, relaxed and moved closer to him. He held his cock ready and moved closer still as he lent in to kiss her. He could feel the heat and the wetness, her slit was ready for him, less than a centimetre away. Just one thrust and he could be inside her before she could stop him.

“We’ll get the morning after pill” Fuck. He was going to do it. He gripped his cock with one hand and used the other to pin her down. He pressed against her wet opening. He was almost in now. He could hear her weak protests, but he also felt her grow even wetter as he pushed in a little. The delicate pink folds spread to accommodate his significant girth.

“Evan, god, this is too far. Fuck you’re so big.” He pressed a little more, he was passed her lips now, could feel her cunt open to welcome him.

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